ITT: We Have All Become Pokémon

"See..." Finley tries to think of a proper comparison using her human memories.

"You know about yen? Poké is sort of like that. It's just one currency without cents or anything. One Poké is close to one American penny. I think..."

[Awesome! I grab my ticket and...]

[...ticket...singular...I stare at the Caterpie. I gave him 100 Poké, I should have five tickets.]

"...excuse me—" [I lean over the counter.] "I distinctly remember giving you enough for five tickets and yet you said the price of each ticket was twenty Poké. Now—" [I put my fingers together.] "—either the price of this ticket, being so small, is so affected by market forces and you are so astute at detecting those forces that you can update these wildly fluctuating prices on the fly, or yer not giving me the number of tickets I regretfully didn't explicitly ask for but was certainly was implied by myself giving you five times the amount I was given for the price."

"Oooh, I get it." I say.

(Woooow this is cheap! I wonder if this play will even finish without something breaking. Though considering that it's being manned by pokemon I'm sure something will be cool to see. Or funny.)

Sarah

*"Sarah" manages to catch what Eliot's saying, and kinda snickers a bit as she enters, opting to snark as she pads her way into the makeshift venue* There a market where we can commodotize these things? Like, best to get in at the ground floor, eh? But seriously you totally need to give the mon his tickets...

Lilly

*Lilly is just watching this go on...even she can tell something's majorly up with this venue, but she didn't expect the clerk to be so scatterbrained*

Marlon > Sarah

I think we called those types ticket scalpers.

(I tell Sarah.)

Marsha <> Marlon

(As we walk along we catch wind of Eliot's problem with the ticket guy, to which Marsha asides to me:)

Didn't ever think dat a ticket guy would be dat stupid..

Or maybe...he's the same one from the carnival? The one with the pole? Wonder what he could be doing here?

(She shrugs.)

(We continue on.)

The Caterpie shrugs at Eliot. I don't recall.

R.I.P the caterpie

Marlon, Marsha

(We don't get much further before turning back to Eliot and offering him 80 Poké to pay to the Caterpie.)

edited 20th Nov '17 8:30:06 AM by Team42Larson

The Caterpie realizes that James has gone in.

Sir! You didn't receive your ticket yet! You need to get it!

I quickly as possible with these short legs of mine go back over to the counter. "Sorry about that." I say to the caterpie.

edited 20th Nov '17 8:34:31 AM by Peashooter

[I sigh as I put forth the 80 Poké Marlon gave to me, a little miffed that I wasn't able to take care of this myself.] "Right," [I tell the Caterpie,] "this is eighty Poké. I want four tickets." [I realize that that's gonna be more than we have in the group, so I look around to see if anyone else is coming to attend the play.]

edited 20th Nov '17 8:33:14 AM by BlackMageAnolis

While Eliot looks around, the Caterpie scoops sixty poké under the desk into the jar. I only see enough for one ticket, sir.

Seeing James, he quickly turns, scooping the extra 20 in, and looks to him. Good evening sir. 20 Poké for a ticket.

(Is he serious?)

'"Uh my friend already paid for my ticket." I say pointing over to Finley. "So all I need to do is just get a ticket, since I forgot it. Please?"

(Please have a good heart, don't be cheap.)

The Caterpie glances under the desk. Oooooh, sorry, but we only have the money for one ticket. 20 Poké for a ticket.

"... But I paid 60 now." Finley tells him.

Marlon, Marsha

(Once we see exactly what his deal is, we decide to not get involved and just keep walking, eventually making it to a row of seats near the middle of this venue.)

The Caterpie, perking up at Finley, says, Oh hi miss! 20 Poké for a ticket to the show!

*I notice something fishy going on at the admission table and go over to it.*

PJ: "I saw that, y'know. Not cool, man."

*a bit frustrated herself, Lilly digs around and passes the Caterpie two 10 Poké coins, totaling 20* Ticket, please...

"Look, I get what character you're doing for your scam here, but we already paid. Look, I have my ticket here." She says, holding up her ticket.

(Ok something isn't right here!)

" We just walked by you, how can you not remember us paying after only a few seconds?" I ask the caterpie.

[Okay, no one...are you shitting me, there's nothing on the table! I bring my fist down onto the table.] "STOP TAKING OUR SHIT, YOU LYING FUCK!" [I lean over the length of the table and get in real close to him, fuming with anger.] "Do we have to do this one at a time to make sure yer little bug brain gets it? I've given you nine tickets worth of money, I've asked for five, and I've only gotten ONE."

Lilly

*Lilly quietly asides to Eliot* It's not worth it...was just gonna buy 'em one at a time anyway...

The Caterpie is slightly overwhelmed by the four inqueries, but then Eliot's yell breaks through his demeanor. Bearing a shaky frown, he gulps. I've misplaced your money... I need to talk to my manager.

The Caterpie dissapeears, onto to reappear, carrying a jar of Poké, running toward the stage. Eddy! Eddy! We're in trouble!

"We can totally walk in while he's occupied if you guys wanna goof the goofer."