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 Too Early For This, [Adventure]
Wiffie
 Posted: Aug 9 2017, 08:51 PM
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"Alright, girlie, just see if you can find me some bait. You know - meat, berries. Anything the fishies might like, m'kay? Don't worry, you'll be fine!" Old Man Henry clapped Cas on the shoulder, sending her tumbling forward a few feet into the forest. She looked back uncertainly, clutching the little basket to her chest and furrowing her brow. Henry's Totodile attempted a little wave before running off to catch up with the big guy. She had no idea what fishies liked. Heck, she didn't even know what she liked. But Henry had already started making his way to the beach, taking long strides that her small little steps could never keep up with. Darn her short legs! What was she supposed to do now? Grab anything that looks remotely edible? Maybe someone else could help her?

Placing the basket at her feet, Cas reached into the ragged little bag Henry had let her borrow to keep her stuff in. It was old and smelly, but at least she didn't have to carry everything in her arms anymore. That had been inconvenient, to say the least. She pulled out the little ball the Baltoy was kept in. Running her hands across the surface, she considered whether she should let them out. On one hand, they might know what's edible or not, given how they were a Pokemon themselves. Plus, it seemed cruel to leave them in a ball all day. On the other, they were bossy and getting them back in the ball without getting whacked in the head was nigh impossible. But on the other-other hand, it'd be nice to have someone to walk with her in unknown territory, even if they were a little mean sometimes.

Well, looks like the pros outweighed the cons this go-round. Bracing herself for a day of being pulled around and stuffed with berries, Cas released the Baltoy. Immediately she was whacked in retribution for putting them in the ball earlier. As expected. The Baltoy inspected her little basket before moving away, humming in a high-pitched tone. At least it didn't sound mad. Wincing and rubbing her head, she said, "We have to get bait for the old man. Think you could help? Food? Berries?" She wasn't sure how much they understood, if any, but she had hoped they had picked something up.

They hadn't understood a word. //Human, what are you doing outside of the den? It's dangerous. Is it because you're hungry? Let's find food quickly so we can leave, or you'll die.// Much as they would prefer it stay safely in the den, knowing its track record for being dumb, they knew it had to eat. Unfortunately. Just another day keeping it alive, they supposed. Baltoy moved from its side floating among the trees and knocking down berries for their human while also keeping a lookout. They knew the human wouldn't, the reckless child, it'd just let a predator come up and eat the both of them without even noticing. It probably would have run into the forest willy-nilly even if they tried to stop it. Likely to have seen a nest and disturbed it without thinking, dying a painful death by venomous Pokemon. Or something like that. Tsk, tsk, dumb human. And she thinks she can survive with them in a ball? Insane. At least she thought to have them out for a trip through the forest. Baltoy did not want to be stuck in a ball alongside a dead body.

Shrugging, Cas followed them into the trees, collecting whatever they knocked down. Guess they had understood. At least she had something of a guard or guide. She couldn't see a thing, really. The sun hadn't yet risen, and the sky was only just beginning to lighten. Apparently "fishermen" had to start their work early so they would catch enough to eat by the end of the day. Her hands were getting wet from grabbing slippery fruit off the ground, where they had picked up dew from the grass. She wondered how much fishies ate. How would she know if she had enough? Guess she'd just take as much as she could carry. She considered keeping some for herself for a moment before dismissing the thought. She was sure the old man needed a lot of bait, or else he would've grabbed one or two himself and not needed her help.

The Baltoy hummed above her, working diligently. So far, so good. That's it for berries, but where was she gonna find meat? Carcasses? She didn't have any tools to kill anything with, and the man had told her himself that Pokemon could be dangerous if provoked, like the Totodile. She looked up at the Baltoy. They could probably chop her hand off with that fast spin if they wanted to. So how was she gonna get meat for him? "Baltoy," she called out, "Can you hunt?"

//Quit your wailing, human, or you'll attract every predator in the forest.// Obviously. Didn't it know the first thing about keeping a low profile? Geez, if it was hungry, it should just eat what they knocked down. That was kinda the whole point. Guess they'd have to be extra watchful today. If only it was small so they could push it into a bush in case something came along. Oh well. Baltoy cut another branch, letting the fat berry at the end fall to the ground, before coming to hover at Cas's shoulders. There weren't any more that they could see in this area. The two of them would have to move elsewhere. Cas shouldered her basket and set off deeper into the darkened forest with the Baltoy keeping a careful eye out for trouble.

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Saint Judas
 Posted: Aug 12 2017, 03:55 PM
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Even watchful eyes could miss things though. Especially very very small things.

He didn't have a web. He didn't have a nest. He didn't even really have a home. A few times he had tried to make one, but they always fell apart, were torn apart, broken into pieces by breeze, by creature, by misfortune. How he had managed to survive the last season he couldn't say, beyond that he had managed somehow, even as the wreck he was. Even now, even after nearly half a year, even after so long, he still felt scared and vulnerable alone. Alone, alone, alone. He remembered her clear as water, ached for her, yearned for her. He needed her to steady him. But she was gone. Dead. Murdered. And he was left alone, trying to etch out a living off what he could find and when he could leech static from another pokemon. How many times had he brushed with death, felt the hot breath of a predator, prayed for the last scrap of his life as his existence flashed before him, so meager and worthless?

Too many. He was a starved shivering minute specimen. His latest brush had left him a nasty limp from an injured leg, and he was tired, weary, jump. He was ill prepared and ill fitted to survive out here on his own. He was lost. He was alone. Living day to day in fear.... what kind of a life was it at all really? He didn't know what else he could do, what else he should do though. Why did he have to be so weak and small...? Why did he have to be so timid...? He still blamed himself for letting her die in his heart, and blamed himself for doing nothing about it save watch in horror. He was a guilt ridden wretched thing, yet here he was still trying to scrape by, to live another day, empty and broken inside. Maybe he should just give up.

Yet he could never bring himself to do that either. He was scared. Scared of the world, scared of being alone. Scared of himself. And scared of dying. Event eh thought of death.... he feared it. He was jumpy, nervous. It always seemed to be around him, haunting him, coming for him.

The thunder of footsteps, like ominous drums, shaking the earth. Coming, approaching. He knew what it meant, and his heart nearly froze when he heard them. A human. He feared those as well, more then the birds, more then the snakes, he feared humans. One of them had been there... been there.... had...

He couldn't move, he was hidden in the grass, his yellow body invisible among the blades, a minute creature barely four inches from head to foot, frozen stiff in terror, daring not even to breath. He needed to move, the human was coming for him, he needed to get out of the way, to hide, to run....

A foot descended towards the hidden tiny tick spider in the grass. His paralysis broke, and he screeched, scrabbling desperately away. His injured leg hurt, he only managed a few awkward hops before stumbling, he felt as though his chest would burst as two sets of eyes both squeezed shut tightly, minute body shaking violently. /No!/ He cried, his tiny feathery voice hysterical as it squeaked out. /Not human, not human/ He whimpered to himself, quivering, flinching, as though expecting something horrid to come upon him any moment.


a wild Joltik has appeared!
A bit higher than Baltoy's ◒ Male ◒ Unnerve ◒ Unknown ◒ #DAD670
92% Health, Triggered, freaking the freak out for some reason

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Wiffie
 Posted: Aug 12 2017, 09:05 PM
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A sudden, tiny screech sent Cas into a moment's panic. She yelped in turn, stumbling back from the minuscule source and sending her little basket careening into the air and spilling all of the carefully collected berries onto the ground. She raced to collect them, realizing most were a bit squished now, and more than a little dirty. Hopefully, the fishes wouldn't mind much. Goodness, but she had not been expecting such a sudden noise during such a quiet moment.

The Baltoy had been less surprised, if only because their startle reflexes were a tad dull. However, their human's scream had prompted them to fire up a blast of psychic energy in case of a particularly dangerous opponent. When none came, they let it die down a bit. They scanned the perimeter. Nothing remarkable. Just trees and...ah. The source of the noise. A little critter. Baltoy moved closer, momentarily ignoring the human scrabbling on the ground behind them. It could do that on its own. Instead, the Baltoy touched to the ground not a foot away from the little insect, spinning in place to keep their balance. From what they could see in the moments they faced it, the spider was afraid. Or at least, acted afraid. It spoke, then, and it became clear to them. The insect was afraid of humans, then? Reasonable. They tended to rip apart families, via hunting or enslaving or other such means. But this Pokemon seemed to be terrified rather than simply wary. Curious as to the reason, Baltoy spoke. //Hello. I am not human; I will not harm you. That human there is mine - I will not allow it to harm you either. Please, be calm.// It was hard to get any information out of a fearful subject. Best to start with a pleasant conversation, first. And that could only be accomplished with an open partner, and that could only be accomplished with a trusting one. It was a process.

Having collected all the berries back into her basket, Cas sighed. What a way to start a morning. Her heart skipped along in her chest, only just now beginning to calm. Cas settled back on her hands, giving herself a moment to collect herself. She was sure it was a bug that screamed. A little yellow bug. And she had been frightened by that? Ridiculous! She looked over to where her Baltoy stood near it. Peering, she could just make it out in the grass. Yellow and furry and...kind of adorable. She wondered if she should go and apologize. She felt a little bad for almost killing it, even if it was just an insect. Turning herself on her knees, she made to crawl towards them. Her Baltoy caught the movement and let out a low tone. Welp. Guess she wasn't allowed to meet the new Pokemon quite yet. A little disconcerted by realizing she was following orders from a thing that barely reached her knee -it was because she didn't want to get hit again!- she pulled the Pokedex out from her sack and contented herself with looking the new Pokemon up. A Joltik? Interesting. If only a mean floaty thing wasn't keeping her from getting to know one first-hand. It would be much more engaging than reading about one on a box. She huffed, loud enough to make sure Baltoy heard her. Not that they would care much if they did.

They didn't care. The human now kept at bay and busy with its plaything, Baltoy refocused on the spider. //Did it disturb you? I apologize. It doesn't know any better. Did it injure you? Or are you unharmed?// Perhaps that's why it had screamed, though hopefully, the human hadn't done anything to the other Pokemon. Gaining its trust might be impossible, then, and the Baltoy really desired to know why it seemed so frightened. Unfortunately, it would be just like the human to step on unsuspecting Pokemon. Or at least, that's what they had gathered from their short time in its company.

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Chaos
 Posted: Aug 28 2017, 06:51 AM
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It seemed that the yellow spider’s cries had been heard, for soon a beige looking…thing was approaching him. He peeked open an eye before squeezing it shut again after catching sight of the Baltoy. Perhaps he was good, perhaps he would leave him alone-

He wasn’t left alone. And what was worse, the…the thing worked with a human. So what if the other Pokemon thought that it owned the human? He was still working with a human and would no doubt end him in a heartbeat.

/No!/ he squeaked as he scuttled backwards a couple of inches, /Humans are bad, humans bring trouble, they killed her and their Pokemon did it and you’ll kill me too I know it!/ He continued to babble incessantly as he tried to flatten his body to the ground and tried to hide from the odd looking Pokemon.

Then the human dared to get closer to it. He could hear it, even if his eyes were shut. He let out another Screech as the grass rumpled underneath the human’s knees and he tried to skitter away. He only managed to stumble and open his eyes. /My-My leg…/ he whimpered as he tried to shake his injured leg. Pain shot throughout his entire body. /N-No…/

This was it. He was going to die. The yellow spider’s blue eyes shut again as he prepared for his death. When he shut them, he began to sing a little hysterical little tune to himself. /They come again, they come again, one, two, three, four, five~ They want me dead, they want me dead, I just want to stay alive~/ He kept on murmuring this as he trembled, eyes closed and waiting for something to happen. Death most likely.


a wild Joltik has appeared!
Level a bit higher than Baltoy’s ◒ Male◒ Unnerve ◒ Screech ◒ #dad670
92% health. Singing and waiting for death.


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