kira doesn't have a custom title currently.
Location: No Information
Born: No Information
Website: No Information
Joined: 27-April 17
Last Seen: Today at 10:33 am
Local Time: Jan 21 2018, 01:16 PM
721 posts (2.7 per day)
( 8.45% of total forum posts )
Jan 15 2018, 06:53 PM
((Hopefully ahahah RIP Me))
Ri knew what a pokedex was. That little... Machine, piece of technology... She'd seen it in Sunny's hands, and she knew what it could do. It seemed to have information available in it... Information on pokemon, which she figured could be pretty damn useful... Especially since she er... Knew minimal amounts about Arashi and Yuki's species other than their typings and species names. Though... Considering how valuable the redhead figured it was... She doubted that it'd be easy to get her hands on some. Why was she doing this now, when she was literally in the fucking mountains? She guessed now was as any good a time as any to start looking.
It wasn't obvious in Omega's camp who might be selling and what they might have.... So, Ri figured she'd just have to ask around. Which she wasn't too enthusiastic about, but there wasn't really any other way. She'd convinced her pokemon to remain in the tent, and well... Mostly for Sai and Venom to keep an eye on Yuki and Arashi.
So, she did her best to smile a bit... Except even though she couldn't see her expression, she figured it might look weird. So, she relaxed her expression into someone passive, but vaguely positive... She probably looked somewhat friendly at least... Hopefully. Shoving her hands into her pockets, she picked someone in Omega's camp and walked up to them. They didn't seem too busy, so Ri figured it wouldn't immediately piss him off to be in a conversation suddenly.
"Hey so... You know if anyone around here's got pokedexes they're willing to sell?" She asked, getting straight to the point.
Jan 14 2018, 08:52 PM
Ri had ventured into the tunnels three times already, and here was her fourth's descent into the depths to search for metal. For this... Omega guy. Just for the sake of something interesting to do, rather than any real interest in helping him. She was glad for the competence of her friends, since well... Er... Ri had spotted some of the other participants buddying up. The redhead wasn't that interested in doing such a thing, and was happy she was soloing it... Well, aside from the company of the pokemon she called her friends.
So, here she was walking into the tunnels... Pickaxe in one hand and Yuki's basket in the other. The Seel was actually awake, and was trying not to tilt the basket too much, but still trying to get a good look at things. Venom and Sai trailed behind, while Arashi bounced at her side. As always, Ri was concerned for Arashi and Yuki's safety... But... She was sure that Venom and Sai could protect them.... Ri was less confident in her own abilities, considering that punching a rock-type would be more liable to break her hand than actually be helpful.
Jan 14 2018, 08:39 PM
He groaned, and reached up rub the drowsiness out of his eyes. He opened his eyes blearily, and his surroundings slowly came into focus from the fuzziness that encompassed his vision. Slowly, colors became clear. It was... Dark. No, wait... Not dark. That wasn't the right word. Gray. Yes, that was the right word. Better word for what he was... Seeing. Suddenly he shivered, and clutched his torso with both arms as he sat upright. That was odd. Where was he? He looked around. The ground was white and it seemed to sparkle, despite it not being too bright... The sparkling white on the ground laid pressure on his eyes, which squinted slightly. There were.... What were those dark things with the rough surface? There was a name, name, name, name. Names were good. Always good to have a name. Bit rude to go around calling something a thing, when it had a name. Trees! Yes. Trees. Why were words so hard? His thoughts were... Clear-ish, for having just woken up. So, he couldn't really discern as for why he was having trouble with this. A spark of frustration churned in his mind. He should know this! It should be as easy as snapping his fingers!
.... Wait, he could snap his fingers, right? Just to check, he snapped his fingers with his left hand. Good. He could. Why didn't he know that? Bit odd, wasn't it? Trying to quell the rising anxiety and panic, he did his best to stand up. Ack! When he touched that sparkling white, it stung his hands a bit! Well, not exactly... But the sensation was.... Odd.
Still, he stood up and was able to look up at the uh.... Sky! Yes, sky. It was gray. He supposed that was why everything but the ground seemed so.... Gray.
Then he noticed a soft.... Noise? How would he describe the noise? Cracking? No, that sounded sharper than it was. Crunching? Closer. Closer. He turned around to look at what it was, and immediately let out a noise of glee.
"Oh, look at you!" He said suddenly, barely noticing how his voice somehow shifted up an octave or two. He leaned forward, planting his palms on his knees for support. "Aren't you adorable? You from around here, eh?" He asked, and received gentle squeaking in response.
Ah. Right. No communication was going to happen here. He dropped back down into a sitting position on the ground. "Hello! My name is.... Is...." He trailed off. What was his name? Alright, the lack of remembering his own name was extremely distressing, but he didn't really want to focus on his state of internal panic right now. "Name, name, forgot my own name!" He muttered under his breath. "Stupid, stupid, how'd you forget a name, much less your own?!" Suddenly he returned to his regular volume and smiled at the small blue mouse. "Oh, I'm sure it'll come to me. Not that important, anywho."
He wasn't sure, but he was fairly certain the little pokemon before him was.... Confused. Was he confusing? Was that a thing he was? Confusing?
Dec 29 2017, 09:11 PM
((Goal: EXP for Arashi and Yuki.))
A gray, dull sky hung overhead, as was customary of this time of year. Though, Yuki had no first hand experience with the return of the blue sky she’d known at first, the Golden one, who assured had properly introduced herself as Sai, said that the blue would come back eventually. Beneath them, was more gray. Though, instead of the unreachable, infinite air of the sky… It was only hard rocks. Well, Arashi told her that it was hard. Yuki hadn’t touched it at all, remaining safely in basket, carried by the human everywhere they went. Lacking legs for moving about on land, she was rather dependent on the human for moving any substantial distance. Though, she didn’t necessarily mind it, even if there were periods of restlessness that ached at her. She supposed she’d developed a fondness for naps out of necessity. If she didn’t like naps then she might’ve gone crazy. She knows for a fact it would drive Arashi mad, if the two youngest of the group ever would have to switch places.
Casting a glance over, she could see the tent where the human slumbered within. Despite it still being somewhat light out, the human was sleeping. It was odd. She thought humans slept when it was dark and were awake when it was light, just like most pokemon, being one aspect where humans and pokemon weren’t too different. Well, aside from apparently some strange pokemon that slept during the day and were awake during the night, according to Sai. Yuki yawned, and she pulled herself up to lean a bit over the side of her basket.
“(Hey, Sai?)” Yuki asked, Sai being right next to her basket, at a comfortable distance for a nice talk.
Sai turned her head to look at the Seel. “(What is it?)” She asked.
“(I have a question.)” The younger water-type looked over to Venom, watching as Arashi approached, likely to bother the poison-type. “(What do you think of Venom?)”
Sai blinked, looking to the Seviper as well. Venom was currently coiled up at the tent’s entrance, as if he were guarding the tent and the human’s slumber. He appeared to be asleep as well, until Arashi seemed to grab his attention. To which, he roused from his sleep in a cranky mood. Yuki could make out the fuzzy yelping and hisses that were exchanged, though she couldn’t hear exactly what was being said.
“(... He’s…)” The Psyduck sighed. “(He’s dangerous to anyone we may come across. He has enough self-restraint to not attack a pokemon protected by a human. However he’s a bit… He thinks he’s right about everything. The world, the pokemon around him… Himself. It’s not true, and sometimes I can get him to consider something else but… It’s hard and he’s resistant to change. In himself and around him.)”
Yuki rested her head on the edge of the basket. “(Do you trust him?)”
“(Depends on what I’m trusting him with exactly. Trust him to win a fight? Of course. Trust him to be the bigger pokemon? No. I do not.)” Sai answered.
“(How long have you known him?)” Yuki asked, doing her best to turn her head and look at Sai, though the Psyduck was staring ahead at Venom, instead of looking the Seel in the eyes.
“(... It’s been just about six months, I think.)” Sai replied softly.
“(Sounds like a real long time.)” Yuki commented. That was several times the length of her conscious existence, and it was somewhat difficult to fathom that length of time other than… Long. Just, long.
“(Feels shorter than it was.)”
Yuki thought to ask one last question about the Seviper, as Venom hissed his last at Arashi, who seemed to back away unconsciously from the display of aggression and was trotting slowly towards the water-types. “(Why doesn’t he like Arashi and I?)” She asked.
Sai finally turned her head and looked Yuki in the eyes. “(... He thinks you’re weak… And well… You kind of are.)”
“(How do you mean weak?)” Yuki asked.
“(He means that neither of you are very useful in a fight. It’s not either of your faults. I… When I was as young and inexperienced as you two… I wasn’t very helpful in fights in those days. One day… Maybe you both will get to where I am now and Venom will… Maybe at least sometimes address you by name.)” She sighed. “(He never called me by my name for a long, long time. Even now, he only does it sometimes.)” Sai admitted. “(Still… He doesn’t say mean things, and he’s still nicer to you two than he was originally to me.)”
Yuki sighed as their conversation was surely to be cut off, as Arashi arrived within speaking distance.
“(Can you believe it?! He wants to nap instead of doing something actually fun!)” Arashi cried indignantly, huffing as she turned her head away.
“(Oh. How terrible.)” Yuki thought that Arashi could stand to learn how to relax, how to be okay without constant stimulation.
“(I know, right?)” Arashi suddenly spun and was leaning into Yuki’s basket. Apparently, the Seel’s sarcasm had completely gone over her striped little head.
“(... Please get out of my basket.)” Yuki did her best to nudge Arashi towards backing off, and thankfully the Blitzle listened, backing up and standing on her own.
Sai stepped forward, not quite getting in between the two youngest. “(Arashi, it looks like Venom isn’t really in the mood…)” The Psyduck left out the part about how Venom’s baby-tolerating-mood usually only came out with encouragement from her. “(Maybe you could take a nap too?)”
Arashi snorted. “(What? No way, I’m not tired at all! I don’t need a nap, I just wanna play some games and have fun!)” She trotted around in a circle, before stopping and lunging forward to get in Sai’s face. The Psyduck leaned back slightly and was clearly uncomfortable with the proximity, by how her eyes darted back and forth. “(I know you can be fun and cool, but you act so lame and unfun all the time! I can’t believe you’re always wasting your fun potential!)” The electric-type whined out.
“(... Please get out of my face.)” Sai requested quietly. When Arashi didn’t immediately back off, the Psyduck reached up with a wing to gently nudge the Blitzle away by her face.
Finally, Arashi listened and backed off, seemingly not offended at all by being nudged away.
“(.... You’re kind of annoying, y’know that?)” Yuki suddenly commented with a yawn. She slided back into her basket, as Arashi suddenly became visibly angry.
“(A-Annoying?!)” She immediately hopped over to Yuki’s basket and shouted into it. “(I’m not annoying! How am I annoying?! How am I possibly unlikable?!)”
“(You’re so loud and overbearing… And you never, ever stop…)” Yuki said, listing out the qualities of Arashi she didn’t quite like.
Arashi huffed, though her breath shook a little. “(L-loud? Okay… Maybe I can be a little loud! B-But I’m not too much!)”
“(You kind of are.)” Yuki said back, her voice never raising in volume or speed.
Sai suddenly interrupted. “(All right! That’s enough of that!)” She said, getting in between the two, before Arashi could say anything back. When she looked, the Psyduck could see Arashi slowly backing away, staring at the ground next to her.
Sai stepped forward to stand next to Arashi, who had laid down on the floor, facing away from Yuki. “(Hey… Arashi? Are you alright…?)”
Arashi didn’t turn her head. She was speaking softly for once, possibly so Yuki couldn’t hear and snipe back again. “(... Does he not like me because I’m loud and annoying? Is Yuki right?)”
Sai figured she should probably talk to Yuki… It’s possible the water-type was too young and didn’t understand the carelessness of her words. However, she should… Try to correct it, lest the Seel become as crude and abrasive as Venom could be at times with almost everyone.
“(No. He… He’s not good with new arrivals and… It’s because to him, the ability to fight is very important. You’re young and inexperienced, and that’s why he finds it harder to warm up to you.)” Sai explained.
“(... He said something about me being… Useless…)” Arashi remembered.
“(... He meant that you can’t help much in a fight, not like I can. But that’s because I’m older and I have seen more fights than you have.)” Sai further elaborated.
Arashi finally looked at Sai. “(So… If I can get better at fighting, if I can help him win the game, he’ll like me more?)”
Sai had a sinking suspicion exactly how Venom explained fighting to the young Blitzle, but she decided she should press the young electric-type about it later. “(... Basically, yes.)” She wondered if she was doing the right thing. Arashi seemed awfully fixated on getting Venom to like her. Would this lead her down the wrong path? Then again… What other path was there if Arashi was to stay with them, in a group with Venom?
Arashi immediately perked up and jumped back onto her feet. “(Okay! Can you help me get stronger?!)” She asked immediately, seemingly back to her energetic, loud-mouthed self.
Sai blinked. “(... Alright.)” She remembered how Venom liked to teach. He encouraged attacks upon himself, until he called it off, more or less relegating himself to be a punching bag for pokemon much younger than him. She wasn’t really fond of that style… She figured that a better way to train Arashi would to have her practice her attacks on something that couldn’t feel pain. All they really had were rocks, so she guessed the Blitzle would be kicking rocks. She had a weird feeling that Venom didn’t mind as much as he should, since it encouraged attacking something that lived, breathed, and spoke… An introduction into murder.
The Psyduck began walking away, beckoning Arashi to follow. Though, the Blitzle stopped at Yuki’s basket to talk excitedly at the Seel, despite the damage inflicted by the water-type earlier. “(Yuki! Yuki! Sai’s going to help me get stronger so Venom’ll like me more!)” Originally, Sai had learned that er… Lacking their real names, Arashi had come up with nicknames on her own, which were mostly physical descriptions. She, with Yuki’s help, had convinced the Blitzle to drop them and use their real names.
Yuki seemed to have lost interest in taking the initiative in interacting with the world outside her basket. “(Eh? Dunno why you want his attention so much… Sai’s nicer and easier to be friends with.)” She mumbled.
Arashi huffed. “(We should be friends with both of them!)” Then she hopped back over to Sai.
“(So! So! What’re we doing first?)” She asked excitedly.
Sai lead Arashi, as she looked around to find a decently sized rock. “(Well… There’s two things you can do to get stronger. You can actually get into a fight… Or you can train.)” The Psyduck explained.
“(Train?)” Arashi questioned.
“(It means you use your attacks… But not in a real fight. You can use them on things that aren’t alive, or you can… Well, you can spar. It’s like a fight… But it doesn’t have to end in someone dying. You can always just… Stop, so you can do it again another day. It’s supposed to be nice, and you don’t need a winner. It’s… Practice.)” Sai did her best to explain how it was different.
Arashi stared at the ground, absorbing the information she was told. “(Okay… I think I get it.)” The zebra said slowly. “(So… Which one are we doing…?)”
“(I’m trying to find a good rock for you to practice your attacks on.)” Sai said, finally finding a rock she thought would do well. Grunting with effort, she managed to pick it up, and dragged it back closer to the human’s camp. When she set it down again, she let out a sigh. Then she stepped back. “(Alright. Attack the rock.)” She instructed.
Arashi approached the rock steadily, and she bounced around it a few times. Then she kicked it with her hindleg. Then she yelped, because she just kicked a rock. She hopped away, holding her hoof above ground. “(Ow!)”
Sai gently brushed off the tip of her beak with a wing. “(... You know, some pokemon are made of rocks…)” She commented.
“(What?!)” Arashi’s gaze snapped to Sai. “(You mean, one day I’ll have to kick a pokemon that’s made of rocks?!)” She demanded.
“(Well… Not kick necessarily… As you grow, you’ll get new ways to attack.)” Sai answered.
Arashi glared at the rock. “(Okay! I’m going to try again! Here I go!)” She cried out loudly. She kicked the rock again. It yielded more or less the same result, but Arashi managed to not yelp her pain from hitting her foot on a rock so loudly.
Sai tilted her head. “(... You trained with Venom once, right?)” She asked.
Arashi lifted her head. “(H-Huh? Oh. Yeah. I did.)” She said, nodding her head.
“(Do you… Remember what it felt like when you attacked the way he wanted?)” Sai asked.
Arashi seemed to screw her face up in concentration. “(E-Er… Oh yeah. I’m better at the fast tackle thing, than the kick-y one.)” She explained.
“(So, you should practice your kicking more.)” Sai reasoned.
“(But… I’m not so good with that one…)” Arashi said quietly.
“(That’s why you should. It might save you, one day. It might… Let you win…)” Sai added that last part on more reluctantly. Venom had given Arashi a vocabulary… One that the Psyduck had to work with.
Arashi perked up again. “(... Okay then!)” The Blitzle’s enthusiasm seemed to return full force.
She redoubled her efforts, striking the rock with her hooves. She seemed to lean forward on her front hooves, striking the rock in quick succession with her back hooves. Sai could see the progress, tiny, tiny chips of rock coming off as Arashi struck her target. Maybe one day… When Arashi was an adult and powerful… She’d free more than those tiny, barely visible chips of rock. For now, that was all she could manage, when she tried at her best.
Arashi did her best to keep going, leaning on her front hooves, to keep her balance just long enough to slam one back hoof after the other into the rock behind her. Sometimes her hoof slipped and didn’t hit the rock, but she was trying to remember hard where the rock was. Sometimes she had to look over her shoulder to regain her bearings, when both her hooves slipped and she almost stumbled onto the ground. Bouncing between her front hooves and back hooves, it was tiring work, and sharp sensations shot up Arashi’s back legs from the impact every single time. It wasn’t comfortable, but she had to keep doing this. She had to get strong. She should be able do this… Kicking attack whenever she wanted, and not have to think too hard. Those sharp sensations were getting really uncomfortable, and she could feel herself slowing down, something in her muscles feeling like it was dragging her down towards the cold rock. She couldn’t help the panting she began, and suddenly Sai was behind her.
“(Hey. You did good. Take a break.)” Sai advised with a faint smile. Arashi nodded and laid down. She didn’t often tire out but… This was a lot. Plus, she was in a weird headspace right now. She couldn’t explain it, but for once… She was okay with just laying down.
Dec 27 2017, 01:37 PM
It wasn't a crime to have a day to yourself, was it? That was what Matt thought, having left Beauty behind today. He needed time to clear his head, and that wasn't wrong or bad. He just.... After what had happened... After what he had done... He needed something. He needed... He needed.... He needed a distraction. Yes, that was fine. Just get some distance and figure out what he needed to do.
But what could he do? Did he have a right to? What'd he'd done was horrible.
Matt suddenly bent down, in the grassy clearing he stood in. Well... It wasn't a grassy clearing like there used to be. The grass was largely burnt brown, with patches of grass that was black and dead. Of course, that was where there was even grass, with the cracks and ruptures from past earthquakes. With the chaos in the world, random natural disasters striking in patterns and shapes that were completely foreign were commonplace. Matt was ever so slightly offended that suddenly the laws of nature had unraveled and reformed in some twisted imposter of their former existence. Hurricanes would unfold and destroy in the middle of the mainland, unimpeded by the lack of water beneath them, earthquakes would stride through the land, like a gigantic, destructive snake. Rude is what it all was. Almost the worst part was that Matt hadn't much of an idea as to what could've caused this. Surely it must be a pokemon, as he was sure no matter how ridiculous or insane science may have gotten... It couldn't have caused this much damage this quickly.
Still... That wasn't what he should be focusing on. Nah, it was this little flower poking out from the cracks in the ground, a gentle little thing, with soft pink petals. He didn't pick the flower, as that would instantly kill it, separated from its roots. So, instead he grinned at it. "Brilliant." He said to the flower. "Maybe, just maybe..." Of course, he knew that while he could take this as a sign of hope... This flower would likely succumb to a number of things. Or maybe this flower was just another part of the chaos, just maybe that one tiny spark of non-malicious anarchy. An anomaly. It could be. Matt couldn't really know.
Matt picked himself back up and moved along. He walked past the broken and scarred grass, and made it to a river... Which seemed to thankfully still be made of rather nice water, that wasn't acid or something ridiculous like that. He was bending down and gently brushing the water's surface with his fingers, when he heard an angry voice call out.
"Matthew Noble!" The voice snarled.
Matt sighed and stood up. He grinned at the angry gang that approached him, on this side of the river. A side glance showed that there were more angry people on the other side.
"We know what you've done." Said a man who stepped forward as the leader. Well, actually Matt knew who he was. It was a man he'd tangled with a little too many times in the past, before the Suffering. So, it seemed the man had gathered followers after the Suffering and was here now. Not sure why he was after Matt. Didn't he have better things to do than come and do his silly little revenge thing on Matt?
Matt hummed uncertainly. "And what have I done? So many things I've done, you're gonna have to be more specific." He answered.
"We won't be next. That's why you'll die right now, like the parasite you are." The man then screamed, and Matt found himself running.
He didn't exactly have time to die today. Barely had enough time for anything. Such a busy schedule of running, didn't have anywhere to squeeze in dying. Well, he supposed this worked for running. Loved the running. The feeling of wind blowing through his hair, against his face, and his heart pounding in his chest as his feet pounded against the ground. He'd spent his whole life running, running from things, running to things. Running to people. Running from people. Running, running, running. Did he know how to do much else? Nah, it was just that running was at the core of his being. If he didn't run he should probably find a new name, because then he wouldn't be Matthew Noble anymore. Matthew Noble spent his life running. For now, he was still Matthew Noble.
Looking over his shoulder.... Er, they seemed a little fast. He sucked in air, and he jumped to the side, diving into the river. Which was surprisingly fast. Faster than he'd sworn before when he touched the water. He yelped when he hit the water and was being whisked away. "Okay! This is a tad faster than I thought it'd be! Well at least this isn't an acid river! Could be worse!" He shouted to himself, as he was whisked downriver. Suddenly he was submerged and trying to hold in his breath. He struggled and flailed to get his head above water again. He succeeded enough to suck in more air, before he was pulled beneath the surface again. He couldn't tell where he was. He couldn't tell if his pursuers were still chasing him, or assuming he'd drown before anything else.
Suddenly he had air! Lots of it! He opened his eyes and a few things occurred to him. One, the river seemed to have thrown him a bit, and when he looked straight ahead he could see the river. Two, he was falling. Oh stars, was he falling. It made his heart pound ever faster. Three, he was just flung off a waterfall. Four.... He was probably going to die now.
He was rapidly falling and at this height he'd surely die, even if hit the water instead of hard, hard land. He was going to die and these were his last moments. So, all he had to whisper was this. "Here we go."
He shut his eyes. He didn't exactly want to see the exact second he was going to die.