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"Oh, Axe, don't be like that. You know my plans arrrrre only for the good of the grrrroup as a whole. I don't parrrrticularly care how you go about it, but should you be able to convince him then having a forrrrmer human would allow us many new avenues. Think about it: what a celebrrrrity they'd make, attrrracting more mons forrr our purposes and yourrrr own!
"Arceus, I honestly have no clue why they haven't been making use of that forrr themselves."
Uryu hangs a paw down from his shelf as he speaks, likewise drooping his head over slightly to make eye contact with his companion below. His chiding tone shifts throughout his little speech, a quiet grin spreading across his face as he describes the possibilities, only to shoot into a frown as he cuts himself off with a curt final sentence.
[I stare over at my sketchpad before answering,] "Nah, I'll go with. Sooner I get out, the better, I think." [I grab my bag hanging from the bedframe, pulling out Jani's old hat and putting it on. It's a little gauche, but I've taken enough of a liking to it, and it's not like she had lice or anything. Or that lice exist in this world, that helps, too.]
[...and I put on the scarf. Of course. I don't have a mirror, but I'm imagining how well these two are going together, and with the bag, too...] "Well?" [...I look over at my sketchpad again with a little worry before thinking nothing of it...I doubt someone's gonna come in and see I was drawing a person. And I guess I have the anthropology thing to fall back on as an excuse if they do.]
(Didn't mean to come off as some elite black ops group when we're nowhere near that. Better let the others explain when we get to them. After some walking, we've come across a few familiar faces, including one that's up and about. Glad to see Marlon walking again. Might as well introduce ourselves.) Going somewhere?
(Oh, hey, it’s Grigori and Seth and...another Pokémon I haven’t ever seen before?! They’re a rabbit...that kinda looks like they’re wearing a turtleneck? Pretty unique look for a Pokémon.)
(Okay, I don’t want to feel like I’m just gawking again...) Hey, guys! We were just on our way to get breakfast.
Yeah! (Benji says.) Hey, who’s this Raboot fella with y’all?
Edited by kablammin45 on Jan 14th 2020 at 4:30:46 AM
Jean-Pierre watches the group leave. He huffs. "Very well, if zey'd rather not taste a true Poké-delicacy, it's zeir loss!"
He's rather puzzled. No one has refused his cotton candy before. In fact, they were more often than not thankful for getting to try such a rarity. Perhaps they're not from around here?
He sniffs the air. The keen sense of smell characteristic of Slurpuff allows him to detect something's not quite right. The scent the group has left behind is quite different from most other Pokémon's.
Now it's really bugging him. What's with those guys? He looks out of the door as they leave. Perhaps he could watch and learn...
In the background, Alice and Vanessa attempt to clean up the mess.
Raboot? Another new Pokemon I've never seen before...! First that rolling ball of ice cream and now a rabbit, which I find interesting. And the fact that Grigs has presented them to us means that something is off with them. And I think I'd already know what that something would happen to be, but I would choose to not probe in this case until the very topic of discussion presented itself. And as such I make the first move to speak to this...Raboot, before shifting back over to Grigs. Again, not to probe about what I suspect but how exactly Grigs found this rabbit. Raboot, a species name that at least rolls off the tongue.
Uh, hey there. You got a name we can call you by? And, Seth, Grigs, how exactly did you find them?
Edited by Team42Larson on Jan 13th 2020 at 9:13:14 AM
"I can tell the minute difference between the native's and you folks's psychic signatures. Living close enough to Daniel help to train myself to look for those differences." Aria telepathically tells Goobert and any one else whose curious enough.
The Raboot seems different, possibly another human turned Pokemon. I don't say anything yet though as readjust my glasses.
(Wonder how I'm even wearing the without a visible nose of ears...)
"Don't ask me. I just saw "Grigs" over here talking to this fella."
Axel's frown takes on a colder edge. It's clear something about Uryu's line of thought here doesn't exactly jibe with his own strongly held principles.
"Fame is meaningless, Uryu. We are all exactly as unimportant before the majesty of Yveltal."
He pauses for a little.
"...nonetheless. Perhaps you are right when you suggest the presence of a creature from another dimension could have its uses."
Dana notices Nyquil and turns toward him. "Hm? What's up?"
Braixen runs down the hallway, coming to a stop near Jean-Pierre. She's been left behind. Again. (Although it's not her fault this castle has so many stairs...)
In the week that's transpired in Foxfell, Braixen has mostly been trying to survive. 'Survive', as in 'stick with the large group that brought you here'. And now that the absol she was kinda-sorta using as a mental anchor (She still needs to apologize to him for the way she treated him on the beach) has disappeared, she's more lost than ever. At least the group as a whole hasn't shunned her, if the fact that she's been mostly ignored and not violently kicked out is anything to go by.
...She wonders how long overdue all her college projects are by now.
"Excuse me..." she addresses Jean-Pierre, still panting from all the running she's been doing. "Did a large group pass through here just a few minutes ago?"
Jean-Pierre turns around upon hearing the voice addressing him.
"I'm afraid oui, mademoiselle.", he replies. "Some very strange fellows. Why, zey even refused to try mon delicious cuisine!"
His nose twitches, taking in the Braixen's scent. She smells just like they do. He squints.
"You're with zem, non?"
The Raboot with pretty eyes nuzzled their face closer to their "collar" of black fur.
"H-Heya" they said, their voice sounding a bit high. "My name... Ah, of course, my name i..."
Inside their pockets, the Raboot's paws clenched.
What the everloving fuck was my name? they thought to themself. How could they forget that despite remembering being human and being a Pokemon fan?
The Raboot mumbled to themself for a few seconds. Eventually, they mustered something up.
"... I guess you could just call me... Royal."
Braixen opens her mouth to say 'yes', but then she realizes that's not a question she knows the answer to.
"I... I think so."
Then something the... slurpuff (She thinks? It's been a while since she played Pokemon) said bounces back in her head. This pokemon seems like a high caliber chef, so why would they turn down his cooking... ?
Either way, something's up. Braixen quickly shakes her head to clear it and focuses on the slurpuff once more.
"Do you know which way they went?"
The sooner she can get out of there, the better.
Edited by FluffyBraixen on Jan 13th 2020 at 11:24:04 AM
(A Raboot named Royal, huh? Not exactly the name I would've given it, but what do I know? I'm bad with names.) We met when I took a walk near the outskirts. I think that they might not be from around here.
Nice to meet you, Royal. I'm Goobert. (I say to the Raboot.)
Heya, pal, I'm Marsha. (Marsha also introduces herself.) That's my brother Benji and his partner Dinah right there.
And I'm Lucy! (Lucy says.) Wow, your ears are long. Much longer than any of ours. Do you hear things better than everyone else?
Lucy, don't overwhelm them... (Dinah says, directing Lucy to come back toward her and Benji.)
(After this, Marsha turns to Grigori.) By not from around heres, do ya mean they're like you fellas?
So a Raboot named Royal of whom Grigs found around the town's outskirts. Already kind of suspect to begin with, and the mention of them not being from around here, so it's time to go in a bit further.
I'm Marlon. See, it's kinda complicated but...do you have any memories of being human?
Edited by Team42Larson on Jan 13th 2020 at 2:43:03 PM
"Oh, well... I haven't really had the time to test that out" Royal said to Lucy before their ears perked up a bit as Marlon spoke.
"YEAH I D- Ahem.... Yeah, I definitely know I was human before I just... Ended up here, literally a few minutes ago."
He knew it.
"Oh, zey're over zere.", he says, pointing out the door towards the group in the distance. "Conversing with zat long-eared fellow."
He stays silent for a few seconds, observing as they talk. He doesn't hear the conversation from the distance. He then turns his head towards the Braixen again.
"Ahem... Pardon moi, mademoiselle, but if it's not too personal, where exactly are you from?"
Edited by WackyPancake on Jan 13th 2020 at 8:56:42 PM
Takoda had been wandering around outsid of Foxfell for the past few days, explaining his absence from the group. However, he did go back to Foxfell in attempt to find the group again and would now be wandering around the streets.
Just happened to them. Shit, that legitimately sucks. But perhaps no better timing than all of us being together here in Foxfell under peaceful conditions...?
Well, uh..you've landed with the right group, Royal. Alot of us are in this same situation, and the ones who aren't are the natives who we have allied ourselves with. Right..
I look around our group.
Where's Mila? She still at the castle? I think our next recourse is to get Royal into contact with her while the rest of us help them get acclimated. Perhaps if she has the same idea we all have we'll be doing this over a round of breakfast..
Edited by Team42Larson on Jan 13th 2020 at 5:03:39 AM
That question catches Braixen off-guard. What is she going to tell the slurpuff? "Don't bother getting out the maps, because you won't find my homeland on there?" He'll just think she - and the group she's been following with by extension - are crazy.
"Um... Whispering Pines!" she makes up on the spot, using the name of the island she came from. "I'm on... vacation. Here. With that group outside."
It's an obvious lie (From what Braixen has gathered; her species doesn't like water much), but she hopes the slurpuff will buy it. After all, it's not like he's been to Whispering Pines... right?
Edited by FluffyBraixen on Jan 13th 2020 at 2:37:23 AM
Yeah, welcome to the club. (I tell Royal. I hear Marlon's suggestion.) I don't know why Mila wouldn't still be there right now. Hopefully she wouldn't be too busy if we do that.
"Honestly, I did think you seemed like one of ours. There was just that... vibe about you, you know? One of those hard to quantify things."
"... Wow, just my luck, I guess. Here I was thinking the Mystery Dungeon games lied to me and this world was more brutal than I thought, but a whole brigade of mons like me? This is even better!"
Royal's ears drooped back down the sides of their head.
"Ahem... Y-Yeah, I guess it's time to meet this 'Mee-lah' you mentioned" they said, "I'm guessing they're your leader, or at least someone who knows what's best for y'all?"
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