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"...Why did you not just use Water gun?! Ugh, nevermind..."
He peels the Torchic off the ground and cradles it.
"You guys needs to calm down. Like seriously though. Now. Sit and tell me what's going on with you three."
He lets out an exasperated sigh.
Oh, I uh...
-Pent glances around-
I'll just see how this pans out before bringing up the topic on my mind.
-"Rowlet excitedly jumped onto a rock, and started posing like a Jojo character."-
Rowlet: ''<I, am the chosen Heroine of->
-"Piplup promptly froze her with Ice beam."-
Piplup: <Yeah, not dealing with that. Anyway, what did you want to know?>
Sparkers looked over at the downed Rowlett, determined he was fine, then sat on the ground.
"Well just tell me who you guys are and how three starters from three completely different regions wound up in a cave in Kalos?"
Piplup: <Well, there really isn't much to tell. We all grew up in this weird red lab place. Lot of doctors and scientist, in really dumb outfits. There were others there, but me and those two just sort of began hanging out with each other. Mostly cause, no one liked those two. One day, somebody left the doors open, so we decided to leave and have been living on our own ever sense.>
-"Piplup scrathed the back of his head, not really sure what to add."-
Piplup: <I think we've been living like this for, I don't know, two years maybe.>
Sparkers frowned at what the bird had told him.
"That's so sad..."
He sat silent for a moment.
"Do you...guys wanna come with me for a bit? I'd help take care of you, or at least introduce you guys to a group of people that would be willing to take you in?"
Piplup: <. . .Um, okay. Not really sure that's the sadist childhood ever. Anyway, we're not really looking for a trainer right now bud. We're kinda, wild Pokemon who are okay with being wild. . . on that note, shape shifting? Why and how?>
-"Torchic then walks up, rubbing his head."-
Torchic: <Ah, what happened?>
Piplup: <You have a drinking problem. That's what happened.>
Torchic: <No, I have a sober problem. That can only be fixed with alcohol.>
-"The fire chicken then promptly pulled a beer from the knapsack it had on and started chugging."-
Piplup: <. . .This place you're talking about, is it far?>
"Well it's certainly not an ideal childhood. Also you don't need to worry about me catching you, I'm all about that wild 'mon independence. However all three of you are way outside your natural biomes so someone is gonna have to take care of you."
He quickly snatched the bottle away from the Torchic and gave them a hard look.
"...Anyways. It's not a place it's a group. They care about Pokemon and would be happy to have wild 'mon representatives
Piplup, thinking about it: <I don't know. . .>
-"Torchic then pokes a hole in the bottle and starts slurping the beer out."-
Piplup: <lead the way.>
-"Rowlet thaws out and finish her story."-
Rowlet: <And with that, thine kingdom was saved, and mine people celebrated their queens return!>
Piplup: <That's great, now shut up and pack.>
-"They get ready to go."-
Edited by OlympianSoul on Jun 13th 2019 at 5:30:29 AM
"Hey, hey! Back off!" He keeps the bottle away from the Torchic. "Go pack!"
He inhales then exhales, before activating his communicator.
"Bring Famas around to the Cavern entrance..."
"So, you want to know the deal with my shapeshifting? I have this armband -he holds it up- that lets me assume human form. I am normally an Arcanine."
-Upon hearing Lucius' question, Ian froze. Many thoughts ran through his head, several of which scared him. "What if he's right?" "What if it IS a Battle Royale to determine who gets to become Magical?" "Will it be like how Arceuszilla would often fight Ulgamothra, Aerodan, or any kaijumon that would threaten the world in the movies?" "Or will we all become Magical and everything work out?" Ian, at a loss for words due to his fright, slaps himself across the face in an attempt to regain his composure. It works, and Ian calms down-
Eva: So sorry I'm late! I'm Eva! So, what's this thing about?
The blonde cheerfully waved to the newcomer while the blindfolded person continues to glare down the greaser.
Shutter: Thanks for calling in this favor again, Ms. Priscilla. I really needed to look for someone who knows their way around Gligarman merchandise and next thing we know we're visiting the OG store.
Priscilla: Don't mention it. You've got your friend Halliburton to thank for that.
Shutter: I'll send him my regards. I've been meaning to get this old toy replaced or repaired.
Priscilla: You didn't strike me as a toy collector, Mr. Albright.
Shutter: I don't use the C word. Also, this is for my brother. His toy broke a long time ago.
Priscilla: I see.
Shutter: How long have you known the Parkers?
Priscilla: Ms. Latoya was my mentor back in the day. She was part of this group of high net worth families that went to the same business convention. We found a lot of hobbies in common and she took me in as an intern.
Latoya enters the waiting room and greets Priscilla.
Latoya: A pleasure to meet you again, Ms. Kwan.
Priscilla: Thank you for having us.
Latoya: You must be Mr. Albright. I see you've brought one of our toys. What happened to it?
Shutter: Got broken a long time ago. I was wondering if you still had any of these left in stock.
Latoya: They've been out of production for years. This specific line was really popular in the early 2000s. Funny story about them. We were pretty proud of the durable first batch and the popularity of the line, but something happened to the second and third batches which made them break easily. We used to offer repairs and replacements.
Latoya looks at the toy.
Latoya: But that was a long time ago. We'll have my dad look at it. He might know what to do.
Shutter: I'm so sorry.
Latoya: They were also very easy to repair once broken, depending on how stable the rest of the plastic is.
Shutter: My grandpa's handiwork. He actually sent this over to me. It belongs to my baby brother. Big fan, by the way. We'd also like to get an autograph.
Edited by MasterJayAM on Sep 1st 2019 at 6:17:22 PM
Mrs Lane: So, this is where the entrance it?
Cady: Yup. Last I checked it was at least.
Mr Lane: You said Lila's already there?
Cady: Yup, she went to get her other parents.
Mrs Lane: I can't wait to meet them! But if it's some weird fae store, how come there's no entrances in sootopolis?
Kat: There are two I know of. But one's a dumpster and one's the gym swimming pool.
Mr Lane: I understand.
Kat: See you guys in a week or so!
-Cady and her parents are walking through and may be noticed.-
-snapped out of his funk, Ian looks to the door where Eva stepped through-
Me: Hi, Eva. Nice to meet you. I'm Ian...
-pets the Pikachu on my shoulders-
...and this is my pal Piku-chan.
-looks around the room-
Me: ...and I assume that we're all here for the same reason.
The Oblivion Wing pulls up to the tower and opens the airlock side doors, out steps Jackal, followed by Fox, Hayon, and Brigit. Jackal raises his laser rifle and walks side by side with Hayon, "LZ is clear. Depart everyone. Obelisk, you and Stride are on Overwatch, keep a eye out."
Fox looks over the ledge, "Spooky old place ain't it?"
"That's the truth... but so far nothing, picking up anything Hayon?"
Hayon shook his head, ~Nothing, not a single aura in sight... someone is hiding something.~
Jackal grunted, that couldn't be good news.
Greaser continued giving them both a nervous smile. The newcomer just looked over.
???: -to Greaser- You okay, bud?
Greaser.exe has stopped working.
Edited by Routeferret on Jun 15th 2019 at 6:58:23 PM
Vulpecula: "They need better interior decorator here."
-There is an observing flickering here-
-Gaia frowns beneath her visor.-
Gaia: Whatever's hiding in there, it almost certainly knows we're here looking for it.
-She grapples over from the Wing to the ledge and climbs into the building.-
The blond muttered a quick apology on "D.C."'s behalf. That must be the name of his partner.
Lamb peeked her head out, attempting to silently document every detail she could see. She replaced her collapsed bow and continued to remain relatively discreet, making sure to keep an eye on as many blind spots as she could, her visor lit up but not so bright as to illuminate.
-Nightingale steps out onto the field without a sound. With no further word she turns to Night Mode and dims her visor before heading for the darkest shadow she can-
???: Oh, it's perfectly fine.
He looked over at Greaser.
???: Hello? You there?
Greaser: Wha- oh.
The newcomer would smile at Greaser and then turn to the two strangers.
???: He does this a lot.
Morgan would raise an eyebrow.
Morgan: Who are you?
???: I'm Florida. This is my Servine, Britney, and this is my Zigzagoon, Troy.
Britney: <Why'd you stop swimmingyouidiot?>
Florida: Britney, where'd you get the youidiot thing from in the first place?
Troy: <You did it a lot when you were 10.>
Florida raised a finger and opened her mouth as if she was about to say something, only to realise that Morgan was still listening.
Florida: Oh, sorry.
Morgan: No, no, it's fine. Carry on.
-Insert chat between Florida and her team here while Morgan continues to relax-
"I'll take your word for it," the blindfolded person said succinctly.
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