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Des: "What are we doing here?"
Lita has set up a little basecamp a ways into the route. There she has a tarp strung up, a table and two chairs, a cooler, a radio and some trainer supples.
Lita': "You're going catching Pokemon."
Des: "Well I'm happy with my team currently, and I have my Capture-."
Lita: "Oh, that reminds me, yoink!."
Des doubled-taked as his Capture Styler was no longer on his belt.
Des: "Hey what gives?"
Lita: "I'm gonna be real. I honestly don't know much about you. What I do know is that you really like your Pokemon. Probably more so than other people. When was the last time you went out and did regular trainer things?"
Des: "...It's been a while..."
Lita: "Exactly. No raids. No missions. No end of the world nonsense. Just you, the wilderness and the wild Pokemon waiting to be caught."
She shoved a bag at him. "This got everything you need. Take one of your team with you and leave the rest here."
Des sighed as he considered his team. He reasoned that Pria was likely the best for catching Pokemon. He slung the bag on his shoulders and looked at Lita expectantly.
Des: "Anything else?" Lita handed him a Poke Radar.
Lita: "Use this to find rare Pokemon. Now be careful with it it's mine. No, if you get hungry or thirsty there's some snacks and water in your bag. There's also some first aid supplies in case you get a booboo. Anything major happens just radio me and I'll come running. Now don't spend the whole day out there. You're out to make a new friend, you're not recruiting an operative. Now go!"
She shoved him lightly onto the path. He paused and looked back at her.
Des shook his head and headed out.
Who's the parent and who's the child here?
Edited by PhilosopherStones on Jun 16th 2019 at 9:44:45 AM
-Mr Arnolds is approached by mr Lane.-
Mr Lane: Hey.
Mr Arnolds: Hi. You're Mr Lane?
Mr Lane: You got me there.
Mr Arnolds: So you're Lila's real dad.
Mr Lane: I'm not too sure. She's spent more of her life with you than with me.
Mr Arnolds: But you're the biological father. At least you're a decent guy. I was sure she'd just been abandoned by some asshole.
Mr Lane: I would never. We searched and searched for years. It was kind of awkward hurriedly taking down the memorial from our house before she got to us. Thanks for looking after her.
Mr Arnolds: It's nothing, really.
-Shaun, Isbrand, and Kaiiseii are browsing the tattoo designs in the shop.-
Shaun: "The weirdest thing about this is no one would realize this is my Father's Day gift."
Isbrand: "Try aging faster."
-Shaun rolls his eyes.-
Kaiiseii: "I'm not sure what to get."
Shaun: "Do you even...have tattoos?"
Kaiiseii: "Not in a place I usually show the public."
Isbrand: "You barely wear clothes as it is."
Shaun: "So glad we're getting along as a family."
Kaiiseii: "Can't get a tramp stamp cause of my tail...maybe a back tattoo?"
-Shaun taps the tip of the tattoo that comes out of his shirt.-
Shaun: "It was a bitch to get, but my wing looks nice. Just make sure you can handle it."
Isbrand: "Hmm...I'm gonna get one on my arm. Right arm. Maybe a thorny rose or something. Gotta match my other rose tattoo."
Shaun: "...I was just gonna get Jessica's name or something but now I gotta keep up. You guys can't one-up me on Father's Day."
Silas stared at the screen, waiting for the vidcall to go through, the dial tone was aggravating... Roxy stared at him, "Come on, it's just a bit of lag, no need to wor-"
The call clicked, and there was the face of Nathan, "Hey Silas," he said with a smile.
"Hey Dad," Silas responded, his face cracking a little bit as he tried to pull on a smile, "Just calling from orbit to say Happy Father's day."
Nathan laughed, "Of course you are, head always in the clouds huh. Hey who's that with you?"
"Hi~!" Roxy started, "I'm Roxxane, I'm dating your son!"
Nathan stared at Roxy, then at Silas, "Uh... what?"
"Yeah it's a long story."
Nathan stared, and then laughed, "Well it's good to see you doing stuff outside your comfort zone a bit. Girlfriend huh, do we need to have the other awkward father son talk about the boundaries and-"
Silas was red in the face and his voice squeaked, "No I'm good!"
Nathan laughed hard, "Still. It's nice to hear from you. Gonna be hitting up Arthur later to wish him well?"
"Yeah, weird how so much family strangeness started with him."
Nathan shrugged it off, "Take good care of your team son, talk soon."
The call cut, and Silas leaned back, looking over to see a maliciously grinning Roxy staring at him, "uh..."
Ivan: "Oh thank Arceus you're here, Tobes. It was torture."
Isaac: "Here, let me pour you some."
-Isaac motions to pour some seltzer, but sprays the other clown in the face at the last moment.-
Isaac: "Oh, how clumsy of me. Here, let me get you a handkerchief."
-Isaac pulls about 70 handkerchiefs out of his pocket. Many more miscellaneous clown gags ensue.-
Roy stood on one side of the arena, flares flickering across his talons while he looked at Koyasa, the Fennekin staring up at him.
Roy snapped his talons and pointed at him, sending out an Ember that he managed to cancel out with an Ember of his own.
The two smiled at each other, which came to a grinding halt when a Delphox teleported in and looked at her son disapprovingly, holding up a paw to Roy as if to say “I’ll deal with you later.”
<Koyasa, you should have told me where you were running off to,> she summarized as she held the Fennekin in her arms, hugging him against her shoulder as if to say she wasn’t mad.
<You better have been holding back,> she seethed to Roy, who simply nodded in a panic. Sunny nodded and set Koyasa down, silently telling them she would be supervising their training.
Koyasa swiftly evaded Roy’s series of Slashes, with only Sunny noticing that the Fire Emblem character was holding back. She saw Koyasa sink his teeth into Roy’s shoulder, stopping the attacks cold as his shoulder was decommissioned. With his free hand, he primed a Focus Blast, which Koyasa leaped over and spat an Ember into her father’s face in retaliation.
Trying to dull the burn by holding his talons to his face, he was unable to see Koyasa’s Shadow Ball coming - mostly because he didn’t know she knew that move.
The flash coming from Koyasa told Roy he hadn’t been blinded, but it also told him something he was slightly nervous about.
<Koyasa!> Sunny hollered after her son. <Do you want this?>
Koyasa didn’t respond, instead electing to have his body do the rest of the work. When the glow died down, a Braixen stood where the Fennekin once was.
Next thing he knew both his parents were hugging him.
Tobi: <Well, you're in luck. Arachna-Guy's busy taking care of a few things in Kanto. But we'll get to that later. Captain Martel waits for us upstairs.>
The unreadable durant scampers off.
Tobi: <Where are you going?>
Alder: <Making sure that the ditto upstairs doesn't screw up.>
The durant transforms into a facsimile of Jean's daughter Catelyn as a clown. The aura briefly registers as something else...
Alder: <My name's Alder, Mistress of Illusion and longtime partner of the Captain's oldest son Detective Martel.>
With a few shakes, Alder was up the stairs, ready to distract.
A voice can be heard from the cellar doors.
Edited by MasterJayAM on Jun 16th 2019 at 5:15:53 PM
Me: So, Tamamo-sama... why exactly were we called here?
Des was currently observing a Shinx through his binoculars. Pria was beside him, bored.
Des: "Y'know this is the first time I've been able to just leisurely catch Pokemon in a while?" He started to rummage through his bag, looking for a ball.
Pria: <You've kept yourself busy. I never pegged you as the workaholic dad type.>
"I've been....like a tool lately."
<Oh you've always been a complete tool.>
"Pria, not like that. Like, I never really got a chance to meet the others socially. When was the last time I spoke to a J-Teamer about something that wasn't related to a raid or the end of the world or something like that?"
"No, there was a Raid there as well. I just...don't feel like part of the group." He wound up and to prepared throw the Ultra Ball at the Shinx.
<It's cuz you're not.>
"Wha-?" His hand slipped and the ball flew right over the Shinx's head. Spooked, it ran off into the tall grass.
<I'm serious. You have commitment issues."
Des furrowed his brow.
<I mean you whinge on and on about how you're daddy wasn't there or how you're mommy abandoned you, but have you ever examined your own behaviour every once in a while?>
Des remained silent.
<You're possible future daughter travelled across dimensions, found you, found your estranged mother, and what did you do? You spent a week with them then you took off across the world doing clandestine work. It's clear your mother wants at least a chance to repair the damage she's done but you won't even give her the time of day.>
"You honestly think she deserves forgiveness for what she did?"
<When are you gonna grow up? I know you. I know you've put on this broody, loner act since day 1. You've already abandoned one family.>
"I did not abandon Sparkers, Cera or the others. I...liberated them. Pokemon should be able to choose their trainers. You chose to stick around."
<You and I both know that's an excuse. Most Pokemon have always been ok with the Vow. Sparkers thought you were actually dead, Des. He was heartbroken. Just as you can't bring yourself to be around your mother, he can't bring himself to be around you.>
Des turned his back to the grass mon. His eyes were a bit watery. He was getting upset.
<Oh quit the tough guy act...> Pria rummaged through his bag and pulled out something. She went over and tugged on his pants.
<It's time to open up to people. It's time to stop being 'Des' and start being Desmond.> She holds up the Poke Radar Lita lent him.
<Now go find us a new friend.>
Tamamo: "Well! First off, some explanations!"
The screens turn on, showing a large classic Japanese painting of an Alolan Ninetails and a woman in early-[Edo] period dress.
Tamamo: "About 400 years ago, my trainer, a state onmyoji, was assigned to what is today Sinnoh. We encountered this glitch, tracked it down, and eventually managed to bind it to a stone in the foothills of Mt. Coronet at the cost of my trainer's life."
The scene changes to a painting of a stone in a forest, paper tassels hanging off ropes tied around the rock.
Tamamo: "The glitch had both powerful personal combat abilities, and could spawn unintelligent, smaller copies of itself. The most dangerous ability it possessed was the ability to assimilate innocents via its power."
The scene changes to a painting of a city on fire, a vaguely humanoid shape, clearly Glitched, surrounded by a pack of vaguely Pokemon-like shapes, also clearly Glitched.
Tamamo's assistant comes up and whispers something in her ear. Tamamo nods, and her assistant walks back to a corner of the room.
Tamamo: "As we found out the hard way, these glitches enjoy leaving their hosts to die if one uses weapons on them. Anything based on aura seems to be anathema to them, and makes them unable to leave their 'hosts.' The smaller, purely glitch monsters can be destroyed via weaponry with impunity."
The scene changes to a staticky mismagius.
Tamamo: "This is the form that this glitch is taking now. It is calling itself 'Seimei.' We called it Yamata-no-Orochi, as it prefered to take the form of a snake-like creature.
The screens wink out.
Tamamo: "And that is what we face. Any who aren't willing can leave now. The rest of you, well, welcome to the team☆"
Skadi sighs and follows Gaia into the building.
Me: I don't know about anyone else, but whatever ill intent this glitch means, I know I will stand to face it...
-I stand up, clench my fist and raise my head to the sky-
Me: Count me in!
-Pent looks pensive a bit-
Oh I really want to get in on stomping yet another Glitch but...
-In the dilapidated loft of a certain strange lady, said person lays on her meager bedding and looks up into the tangle of fated threads strung across the ceiling-
Futurekid: We should hunt today.
The Owl: Peculiar. Eager for the hunt?
Futurekid: I mean, yeah? Can't I get like, a little bit bloodthirsty?
The Owl: What are you hiding?
Futurekid: Nothing, I- It's Father's Day and I wish to see my father. A-and eviscerate him! Yeesh, can I just have like one day?
The Owl: I shall contact Tower for approval to hunt.
"So what convoluted method are we going to implement to patch this sonuvva-serpent?" Max asked, to which Sunny stared at her, before looking at Tamamo.
"W-we’re in," she spoke for both of them.
-An Alolan Ninetales taps a phone with his paw, a camera filming in front of him.-
Jamie: <We're good here.>
-Has...has he been here the whole time?-
-Ivan glances over at a pile of books of... clown fanfiction? It's kind of hard to tell, but it doesn't look good.-
Ivan: "What now?"
Jean: We could try to escape the same way I got in. Anyway, your father's transgressions will not bother anymore. I assure you of it.
Meanwhile, upstairs, a young woman suddenly appears beside Armand, wearing a more traditional clown suit.
Armand: Likewise, my lovely assistant Alder, mistress of illusion. Now you don't see her, and now you do.
Isaac cannot read Alder's aura. Or for that matter anyone else's.
Edited by MasterJayAM on May 15th 2021 at 10:40:10 PM
"... Eh I've endangered my life via stupid decisions so many times already. What's one more?"
Eva: Well, if this thing's gonna try to end the world, might as well try and stop it. I'm in.
Silversmith: "Gladly. I am in no rush."
He sat down once more and began reading about the Geo Soc. Now enlightened beyond the basic knowledge of the average bystander, he was far more excited about the prospects of interning than he was 10 minutes ago. He came to regret his lack of participation in the sciences during his youth. More achievements to his name would bolster his chances. Oh well, no point in sitting around regretting how he spent his time. He'd put on his finest performance for the interviewer.
Greaser: Should we introduce ourse-
???: No, we're on a tight schedule here.
The newcomer (Lester) looked over at the two.
Lester: We'd love to stay and chat, but we have to go so-
Greaser: We have all the time in the world.
Lester would shoot a Death Glare at Greaser.
Lester: Fine, we can stay and chat for a while...
Greaser: So, what brings you two here?
"Some mixture of boredom," D.C. started.
"Aaaand subsequently getting lost," the blond confessed.
Thanks to Izzy for spagging the following sequence!
-Just like the group's previous journey to Mementos, Rose and Corrin arrive at the docks.-
Corrin: "...So, you're sure you want to make this trip again?"
-Rose nods slowly.-
Rose: "Yeah. I... just need the company to do it with. I need to do it, but I— I can't go in alone."
-Corrin nods, pulling out her phone.-
Corrin: "Okay then. You just hold on to me, and I'll guide you in."
-Rose wraps her arms around Corrin's arm, closes her eyes, and nods.-
-Corrin taps on the Metanav app with her free thumb, and brings it up to eye level.-
Corrin: "Ahem. Mementos."
-The world shifts, and suddenly, the Metaverse has three more occupants.-
Cory: So, I heard you beat the Hoenn league. Congrats!
Cady: Hehe, thanks.
Cory: Must've been hard. I'd never have been able to do that.
Cady: Well I'd never be able to do some of that detective stuff you do.
Cory: It's nothing. So, how's your girlfriend?
-Cady's face turns red.-
Cady: Girlfriend?! I-I wasn't aware I had a girlfriend! I mean, I have friends who are girls, but it's purely platonic!
Cory: So, what's the deal with Loony then?
Cady: We're just really close friends! Really!
Cory: Sometime I should come over to Sootopolis. I'd love to meet all your friends sometime.
Cady: Yeah, that'd be nice.
Cory: I'm gonna go grab a snack. Happy pride month.
-It's still a difficult sight for Corrin to get used to. Undoubtedly even harder for Rose, so it's a good thing she's going in with her eyes closed.-
Corrin: "We're in. Just walk with me, okay? We'll go slowly."
-Rose nods, clinging tightly to Corrin's arm. Slowly, they begin walking toward the gate, in all its visceral glory.-
???: "Ahem. You two seem to know what's going on. Would one of you mind explaining where we are?"
-Rose freezes, still not looking.-
-Corrin turns her head to see the source of the voice.-
Corrin: "...Robin? You're here too?"
-F!Robin is, indeed, apparently here, with a wardrobe change, too. She's wearing a dark blue-grey duster with grey edges and a matching-colored hat. She's also wearing glasses with yellow-tinted lenses.-
F!Robin?: -coughs awkwardly.- "... Apparently."
-She pauses for a long time, looking as if she's debating saying something else, before deciding too.-
F!Robin: "I am… not the Robin you know. Either of them." She takes the glasses off, revealing red, though not glowing red, eyes.
Corrin: "...Wait, you're..."
Rose: "Uh, whatever the hell's going on, can we talk past the really gross gate stuff? So I can actually see?"
Corrin: "Er, right. Uh."
-To make things faster, Corrin just sorta... picks Rose up, eliciting a squeak of surprise from her, and walks through the gate.-
-F!Grima tilts her head, and follows after them.-
Torchic: <No, I was hungry.>
Piplup: <So you lit the store on fire!>
Torchic: <Well how else was I suppose to burn it down?>
Piplup: <You don't!>
-"Torchic gives Piplup a confused look."-
Torchic: <Clearly you need to rob places more.>
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