On hearing the call to wake up, Mila is shocked out of her sleep and slowly gets up in a cold sweat. After collecting her thoughts, she leaves her hammock quietly and goes aboveboard to get some fresh air and some distance from the others.
That dream... was worrying. I don't know what to think, what I even want. I guess I don't want to lose anyone as my friend, most of all. But you want more, don't you?
edited 21st Jul '17 4:13:54 PM by Cabe_Bedlam
I need to update these things more often(As I swim around, I really can't help but take in this beautiful underwater scenery I'm swimming through. I look at the different colored coral. I put my flipper out and feel the sand. I look up and see the water's surface and the underside of Andy's boat about forty feet above me. I remember how I always used to imagine being a fish or a whale or a seal, Pokémon or not, and exploring underwater like this. Now, I'm actually living it, and it's every bit as neat as I thought it would be.)
(I begin to slow down in my swimming and wonder: Do I really want to get my old body back? I could just choose to stay as a Primarina, and then I could always be able to swim through the ocean like this, exploring the reefs around here and beyond, forever...)
(I shake the thought from my head. No, I didn't wake up in this body. This is the body of someone else I'm wearing, someone who has their own life, their own friends, and their own...everything. If I stay in their body, I'll be stealing it away from them and forcing them to adjust to being me. In determination I swim forward.)
(There seems to be a drop-off up ahead. I swim closer, and I see an open area. I can see an opening in the ground. I've found it! At least I think I have...is this the right cave?)
(I begin swimming ahead when I glance to my left and see a Gyarados approaching. I yelp and dive behind a rock as the giant sea serpent swims by. I realize that there are five of them swimming in a circle in a one hundred foot radius around this hole. This MUST be the right one.)
(Unsure of what to do, I decide that the best thing to do is to begin swimming back to the boat so I can tell the others the good news...and possible bad news. I turn tail and begin swimming back, making sure that the Gyarados squad doesn't notice me.)
(Marsha emerges from below deck, yawning.)
Yeeaaaaghhh, are we close to finding my brother yet? I am so not a morning person.
edited 21st Jul '17 4:25:42 PM by kablammin45
"Hey, least I didn't lose all my artistic talent when I crash landed in the arena here.""Sorry for the sudden 'what the fuck, man' moment.' My family was pretty superstitious. Dad even called these dreams 'premonitions.' He also told me that if you told someone about it, it would be prevented… or at least altered to be less bad."
If I don't clash, I don't change. The world ends at my borders, and the best moments slip away.[The momentary commotion on the deck wakes me up. I didn't really want to take to sleeping under the deck...considering how many guys we have here as opposed to the girls, I reckoned there wasn't gonna be too much room, and now, my back thanks me with a nasty aching. Good job, Eliot, you really did the sensible thing in this situation.]
[Like usual, after sitting up, I try to remember my dream: the one before I sleep is usually the most vivid one to me, the one I remember the best. And I do remember bits and pieces...there was someone sitting in a chair...no, a couch, a loveseat, actually. And I was sichiated opposite of that someone, in a chair of my own, a proper one, one that enveloped me in its red velvet. And I was looking at them...and then I would look down and I would draw them — I think on my sketchbook, I'd gotten one to put in my bag, along with some folded up easel paper and a tiny roll of tape — drawing more and more of them after I stared at them for a spell, attentively, getting detail and outline with a simple scan across the body. And they were looking away, sitting pensively and near totally arrested, as if expecting something...I couldn't tell if it was a pose or I was simply capturing a still life. Their tail would move about occasionally as I looked, they had a tail...]
['m drawn out of it by the sight of a sailboat on the horizon. ...actually, I have to wonder why we don't have a sail of our own, but that's not important. I move over to the railing, noticing Mila for a spell, but my attention directs itself back to the sailboat. Another boat...a port maybe?"
The Torracat holds a paw up to her furry chin. "I see.... Why don't we go pay them a visit, then?"
She runs back to the ship's wheel and turns it towards the party's boat.
As the sailboat edges closer, the other Pokemon may be able to make out the insignia on the sail - a cat-shaped skull adorned in the traditional pirate crossbones.
she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monster(As I swim back towards Andy's boat, I notice that another boat has appeared beside it. "Where'd that boat come from?" I hope it isn't someone looking for trouble. I flap my back flippers as hard as I can, going so fast that when I leave the water, I actually go airborne.)
(Everything seems to go in slow motion as I realize what I just did. A smile comes across my face. This is the most exhilarating thing I've done this whole time!)
(My excitement is short lived when I suddenly realize that I'm flying right into the side of Andy's boat.)
"YEEIIIIIIIIII-" WHAM!
(I stay stuck to the side for a moment before dropping back into the water.)
"Ow..." (I whimper) Sploosh!
"Hey, least I didn't lose all my artistic talent when I crash landed in the arena here."[I shrug. This isn't good...]
"...do we wanna—" [My back flares up in pain, I take the moment to twist and crack it.] "...do we wanna get the other—"
[Something smacking against the side of the boat about sends me overboard. Peering over the edge, I'm able to catch glimpse of something (...with glasses????) slipping into the water.] "Aaaaaand what about that..."
edited 21st Jul '17 4:40:17 PM by BlackMageAnolis
The pirate ship passes by Andy's boat before coming to a rough stop. A Torracat with an eyepatch peers up from over the railing and-
"Hey, I was gonna introduce myself! Now they already know it's me." She makes a pouty catface before turning back to the others.
"Yeah, check it out guys! Got my own ship now!"
she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monster

I dunno where I am or what's going on. There's at least one person with me, I think. It's too fuzzy to say who it is, though. Most noticeable of all is a figure before me. I'm not sure why, but I feel uneasy. The figure rushes past me and I can hear a pained shriek.
That's when I woke up.
If I don't clash, I don't change. The world ends at my borders, and the best moments slip away.