ITT: We are all Pokémon Trainers

The woman looks up from her watering, staring through the dense foliage of her garden as Homer speaks up. With her back still to Homer she speaks.

"Ask away." He voice is soft yet strained.

Homer: Alright then, no reason to beat around the bush, dose the name Desmond Descartes mean anything to you?

A slight gasp comes from the woman's mouth.

She slowly turns around, revealing her soft yet aged features. He cheeks were sunken in slightly and the inkling of wrinkles had begun to mark her face. However her most striking feature was her eyes, two chunks of bright green that cut right through you. You swear she should read your mind if you stared into them for too long.

"That name means everything to me. Do you know where he is?"

The Party

Just sorta put something together given how much you like whipping out the Prax.

-It was a little hard not to be very relaxed being telekinetically combed by one of the species that generally gets the term 'beautiful' and 'elegant' species-wide. He blamed instinct. Damn ears-

Ambiguous Location

“Can ya blame me tho? It’s a really useful book. There’s something in the back I can’t read, though. Wonder if there’s a sorta easter egg about it I’ll only find if I look through the rest of the book hard enough,” he mused as he tore into the paper holding the gift. Gently. Didn’t want to break anything.

Amaterasu, for some reason, felt insulted. She almost considered stopping the grooming early but she was just about - done! <And there we go,> she chimed, pulling back the comb from Pent’s rabbit ears and admiring her work.

<I scratched your back; scratch mine?> she offered as she set the comb close by Pent as she displayed her tails prominently, but unlike with Colt there were no wisps, so no risk of inadvertently hypnotizing him. She’d not be able to forgive herself otherwise.

Party

-Well the obvious book inside is smaller than the Prax and while the cover isn't exactly the same it's got clear visual similarities. The inside however was just blank lined paper-

Well if you do manage to start translating, might as well note in the info down in plain language. Also if you pick out any useful abilities from the actually readable parts of the tome.

-After taking a moment to compose himself, Pent smiled slightly and got to work combing those big tails-

Ambiguous Location, past

Channah: -leans forward to look at it- ...A notebook?

Ambiguous Location

Colt wordlessly looked at the notebook. He looked at it up and down, quickly flipped through the blank pages. He grabbed the Prax Obscura from the backpack and looked between the two books. Then he realized.

“Oh... I could probably write a Prax Obscura Second Edition with this. Yeah, this is cool, thanks,” he acknowledged to Pent, not really noticing if he was enraptured with petting the Shiny Fire-type. “The skills are rather scattered, and an index doesn’t fix that. A revision really should get done,” he muttered.

With that, he started drafting a foreword, the sound of a mechanical pencil scratching on the page. “Hey, this thing won’t scar my wrist, summon things or kill people, will it?”

Amaterasu got a little more comfortable, visibly joyous that her tails were getting some grooming. She looked at the most untouched one and decided, yeah, they were long overdue.

The Party

Bought the base thing at a newsagent that didn't seem off and the cover was like, a few minutes with a visual ref and some paints. Should be fine.

-He hums slightly and continues the attention-

Your Ninetales is very nice, guessing you give her plenty of attention?

North Driftveil:

As the Lombra cannonballs into the water, a large splash of water was flung into the air and ended up bombarding Mark, drenching him almost entirely in surprisingly cold water. He was hit with enough force to stumble forward and almost fall over he caught himself on all fours, and the sudden temperature change for Mark to instinctively shout "Gaah, fuck!" on contact. While his backpack was water proof, the same couldn't be said for the rest of his clothes that practically absorbed everything, and were now dark and damp. Oddly enough Mark's hairdo wasn't any more messed up than it already was, despite being completely soaked.

"I take it you don't have any fire mons with you?" Mark then asked Hajime after trying (unsuccessfully) to shake himself dry.

Ambiguous Location

“She kinda demands it. I mean, it’s not as much cause for complain as you’d anticipate, but she does have moments. Still, warm fuzzy hugs are best hugs, and especially if those tails wrap around you and it just...” he trailed off, imagining the sensation.

It was a little anticlimactic, but he wasn’t gonna say anything. All those misadventures had spoiled him, he figured.

Amaterasu didn’t really hear, she was getting her tails combed and she was so glad she got it done when she did.

Edited by AbsentCoder on Jul 15th 2018 at 8:51:03 AM

Hajime shields himself from the cannonball but still gets wet.

Rumba: <Hehehe.>

Hajime: "I... don't, no, but if Sunny Day and maybe a Weather Ball could help dry off..."

The Trainer and their Kommo-O ran, they could only keep running, deeper inside the building. Why were they running?

"Go on, run, as everyone does," The voice called out from behind them, it was calm and even, un-bothered, as if it was a inevitability they would be caught.

"Come on Atreyu, we're almost out!"

<Statistically speaking, that's pretty unlikely considering all the goons he came with!>

"Well we can fight him!"

<Hannah... Are we sure that will work?>

"It has to!"

Hannah looked over her shoulders and into the darkness, a soft buzzing could be heard followed by thin blue wisps of light. Tiny drones flew in, and Hannah panicked.

Hanging back and following them was Delta, slowly and methodically he followed, his HUD in his helmet keeping track of the last spotted location, this was one of the things he liked about this job. The hunt, the feeling of the chase, as well as the fun toys he got to use.

The drones beeped and picked up two scans, one of a Kommo-O, the target, and of a Flareon. Fascinating. Flareon must have been the trainer, Delta would remember to suggest that to Paul later, he didn't care much for capturing Lycanthropes, but the Macrauls paid well enough for them. He was a professional through and through, but if he was going to go down for Lycanthropes...

Well that would be a interesting discussion.

Delta twirled his knife in hands before releasing Mazinger, "Track them. Human target is unwanted. Hold down the Kommo-O."

Mazinger nodded and ran off as Delta pried open a Intercom and hooked his helmet up.

"You can't keep running," Delta said, a grin across his face, "I'm a step ahead. I could've ended it by now by bringing in my entire platoon, several blasts and we would've had the dragon. But I gave you a chance to take the easy route and just hand me the dragon, fire-fox."

Hannah froze, how did he know that?

<Hannah... I don't think those scanners just find where we're hiding...>

Hannah nodded.

"That shiny dragon is wanted by my client and they've paid handsomely. Perhaps if you had the money you could buy them back..."

Hannah was really starting to hate the sound of his voice, she tensed herself and looked around the corner, she could hear faint footsteps coming down the dark hallway, she was fairly certain with the martial arts she had been taking she could kick him down if she got the first attack.

Stupidly she decided to call out to him, "You think you're smart? I'm gunna kick your ass! So stop now or prepare to experience pretzel folding!"

Delta smirked to himself, he liked the ones with guts, they were often idiots.

"I won't stop. Not now, not ever. I am the thing that keeps you up at night. The evil that haunts every dark corner of your mind. I will never rest and neither will you."

Hannah had to admit, hearing that response did send a shiver up her spine.

It got even worse when a wall blew open and a large Golurk came rushing out with a curled fist that smacked itself right into Atreyu.

<ROCKET PUNCH!> Mazinger shouted as he clocked Atreyu so hard that the dragon left a dent in the floor.

Hannah panicked only to suddenly realize that there was somebody else in the room, she looked over to see Delta there, a small pistol like device in his left hand, and a big knife in his right. It became clear to her just how out of depth she was, tears welled up in her eyes from the sheer fear she felt.

Delta pulled the trigger.

Hannah opened her eyes and saw Delta and his Golurk walking out, inside a large trophy case was a bronze Kommo-O, her Kommo-O, Atreyu.

"Have fun kiddo, maybe you could catch a new one," Delta responded as he stepped out.

Hannah sat there, alone, afraid, tears in her eyes, wondering how this had all fallen apart so fast.

Sapphire House

-the group looks at the proceedings silently-

Lumiose

Julius: ...Jared might know. He used to go camping a lot.

-"Homer winces, feeling that he may have just jumped head first onto a landmine... on top of a volcano... in a shit storm."-

Homer: Err, well, no sorry. Actually, I'm a, kinda trying to find some information about him for this other girl... pretty flowers by the, died I say that yet?

Melly: <How does that foot taste?>

Homer: Not very good Melly, not very good.

-"Meanwhile, Mokuba has built a castle in the middle of the pool, with various objects he "found" around the ship, complete with a drawbridge, rubber totodile floaters in the "mote", and a flag on top... held by what looks like a metal arm."-

King Mokuba: <This looks great!>

Court witch Mor: <Is that an arm?>

Fairy queen Freyja: <Not sure people are gonna be happy that you stole their stuff.>

Royal adviser Zags: <Waffles!>

"I...haven't seen him in years."

She looks to the ground then turns back to her work. There's a long pause before she speaks again.

"Send this girl to me."

Homer: Oh, well, um, sure, I guess. Melly, -claps hands- teleport!

-beat-

Melinoe: <Fuck you.>

Homer: Oh come on if Zags can do it you can.

Melly, mockingly: <If zags do it you can.> *thewp* <Zags can also down an entire tub of bleach, can you!>

Anubis, walking: <I'll meet you guys there.>

-"Homer, exhausted, walks up to Lita."-

Homer: Yo, an old woman, who I'm just assuming is a witch, in a house full of fairies wants to talk to you.

Sometime after the incident, there is a person in a Honchkrow-esque suit looking around here.

Stormchaser

-Sending out an article-

Finally, the Pinsir article's done, took me for-fucking ever to do this.

-Sitting back-

Shit, felt like the whole "researcher" thing was becoming a bit too much of an Informed Attribute these days.

Hannah is there with the police, looking rather out of it as the cops ask their questions.

A few investigators are inspecting the damage to one of the walls.

"He... came in, out of nowhere... how?"

Hannah is rather despondant.

Lita looks up from her book.

"Huh, usually hearing something like that would excite me."

The man goes over to Hannah, seeing her despondence.

Man in a Honchkrow Suit: "...Hey, I heard what happened. Sorry."

Homer: Yeah, trust me, it's not all it's cracked up tobe. I know from..... experience.

-"His eyes drift off, trying to forget."-

Homer, after forgetting: Any who, I'm a go grab my kadabrand teleport us on over there, cool?

-"Homer whistles and Zags comes... slithering down the hall on his stomach, while covered in chocolate and soda."-

-beat-

Homer: Not even gonna ask, Zags Tele-

Freyja: <Hold up, I'm coming to.>

-"The eevee happily jumps onto Homers head."-

Homer: -groan- fine. -to Lita- We'll leave when ever you're ready

"...ok."

She whistles and Waspinator lands on her shoulders.

"Where gonna vist somebody, Waspinator."

<Oh good. Waspinator hopes they have good nectar.>

"Ok. Ready whenever."

-"Homer nods then turns to Zags."-

Homer: Alright, teleport!

Zags, muffled by his face being on the ground: <mmmph, muph, mermuph.>

-"There is a big flash of light, then every body is transferred... about two and a half feet above the garden."-

Homer: ....yep.

-"They all fall with a loud thud."-