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 Funhouse, We'll try to exorcise this place [Quest]
Amissa
 Posted: Sep 26 2017, 11:14 AM
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It was a beautiful day in Forest Beach Village, and Cecilia was trying to make herself useful in the community. The villagers had all been exceedingly kind to her, freely giving her food, shelter, and even clothes since she arrived at this place with nothing but the outfit she wore and a single pokemon companion. No one had demanded or expected anything from the woman in return, but Cecilia was determined to contribute somehow. Unfortunately, it didn't seem like Cecilia had any particularly relevant skills.

She managed to do simple tasks, like lifting heavy boxes or bags of supplies. Cecilia was definitely a strong woman, but she had no real skill in foraging, fishing, or crafting which was what really seemed to be needed around these parts. The community gathered most of their food from the ocean or hunted and gathered in the forest. The bounties of the land made the village prosperous and generous, and Cecilia did her best to learn from them.

She had a particular interest in watching the craftsmen construct bows and arrows and watching the hunters use them. Cecilia wasn't sure why she felt so drawn to them, but the weapon interested her far more than any others that the hunters used. Having a weapon would certainly help her to feel safer as well, as it would allow her to protect herself better without needing to rely on her young and mostly wild pokemon. She didn't want to make a nuisance her herself though, and she often felt her questions and interests were a distraction that the crafters could happily do without.

That was why she was now assisting one of the fishermen's daughter in cleaning and filleting basculin that her father had caught so that they could be sold at the market this evening. The girl, Lara Chevrolet, was only sixteen and had been born in Terrene. She was friendly, chatty, and pleasantly ignored the disgusted face Cecilia couldn't avoid making during the work. Cecilia didn't like the work and couldn't help hating the slime and the smell. She was strong-willed however, and she wasn't about the back down from an important task just because it was unpleasant. She was determined to do her part, and maybe she would learn a thing or two along the way.

"The basculin and krabby legs here at Forest Beach are probably the best in Terrene, but you know, my pa took me to the fiftieth anniversary fair last year and they had doduo drumsticks. Can you even imagine it? They were massive! Oh, be careful Cece! You'll cut your hand doing it that way. Take the scales off like this. Watch how I do it." Lara said, demonstrating the proper way to descale a basculin.

Cecilia smiled at her politely and tried to revise her method. She couldn't imagine doduo drumsticks. She couldn't remember if she'd ever been familiar with different pokemon, but since she'd arrived in Terrene, she'd been almost entirely reliant on the locals and her pokedex for information on the different pokemon species running around. Sometimes a pokemon might seem familiar when she saw it, but even then, it's type and behavior was usually a mystery to her.

Lara continued to chatter on, using the nickname she'd made up for Cecilia as if the two of them were good friends, and Cecilia tried to do a decent job of preparing fish filets for later sale without slicing open her own fingers. They were both so absorbed in their task that they didn't notice the strange mist rolling into the village and surrounding them until there was no way to escape it.

Cecilia stopped, looking up and around but she could only see shadows of Lara and the objects around her. She didn't need to consult her pokedex to know that the mist wasn't natural. It seemed slightly pink, though perhaps that was caused by the sunlight. It also seemed to sparkle, almost to glitter and glow.

"Oh no! This is the fairy mist! That means it must be happening again," Lara spoke in panicked whisper. Cecilia clutched the hilt of the knife she'd been using on the fish and tried to focus her eyes on her surroundings, searching for what was causing the disturbance. In the distance, Cecilia could hear screams from the other villagers. Were they simply frightened, or were they being hurt?

Cecilia felt something ignite in her like a shadow of a memory. She knew that she needed to do something. She needed to protect these people who had done so much for her, asking nothing in return. "Lara, can you find your way into the house? Go inside and stay by your father if you find him." The voice that Cecilia used now was different than how she normally spoke. It was not the polite, soft, feminine tone she used in conversation but a firm tone that brooked no argument.

Cecilia could hear Lara heading into the house and hoped that she would be safe there. Keeping the knife clenched in one hand in case she needed to fight, she extended her other hand and used it to slowly make her way through the mist as she headed towards the sounds of screams.

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Amissa
 Posted: Oct 5 2017, 05:45 PM
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Cecilia felt her way through the village, unable to see much more than shadows ahead of her. As the sounds of screams grew louder, she knew she was headed in the correct direction. Eventually her hand touched something smooth and solid. It didn't feel like a wall from any of the wood and brick buildings in the village. She thought it might be glass judging by how the mist and pressed both hands against it, feeling for a way through or around the obstacle.

Suddenly a figure burst through the mist directly in front of Cecilia. She came at a run and slammed into the wall, hitting with enough force to cause blood to gush from her nose. Cecilia recognized her as another one of the young girls from the village. Her name was Sofia Derrick. Like Lara, she was only in her teens, but she was shorter, rounder, and softer. She wore her dark hair in pigtails, and she helped her mother bake bread for the village every day. Cecilia's heart broke to see Sofia's face contorted in terror and pain. The young girl screamed, banging her fists frantically on the invisible wall.

The sound of the screams weren't muffled at all by the barrier as they might be by glass. They rang in Cecilia's ears like alarms. She was breathing hard, trying to think quickly of a way around or over in order to get to the girl and maybe save her from whatever had her so frightened. An idea came to her, and Cecilia whipped out her pokeball. In a flash of red light, she released her pokemon.

The gligar appeared and rubbed his eyes with both claws, wondering if the mist was environmental or something clouding his eyes. "It's mist. Try to get up. Up Grape!" Cecilia crouched down and close to her pokemon so that he could see her gestures through the obscuring mist. She pointed at the sky, and that seemed to be enough. Grape bounced up on his tail, but Cecilia quickly lost sight of him. Her hope was that he could get high enough to see over the mist and maybe glide over the upper limit of the invisible barrier. Unfortunately, Grape wasn't trained to respond to many human commands, so she couldn't give him much more complicated instructions and expect him to obey. It was a victory in itself that he seemed to recognize "up" and that he cared enough to try to follow the order.

In the meantime, Cecilia kept moving along the barrier, using her hands to feel where she was going. It couldn't go on forever. Could it? Sofia stayed with her, though on the opposite side of the wall. "It'll be okay, Sofia. I'm coming to get you. Just stay with me." Cecilia reassured the girl. The poor teen had stopped screaming, but Cecilia could hear her gasping breaths and see the tears of fear on her face. They didn't fog the barrier as they would if it were glass. Cecilia didn't think it would be too much of a leap to assume that the barrier had been put up by whatever creature created the mist. Whatever creature that was most likely wasn't human. However, that didn't mean that it wasn't serving a human master.

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 Posted: Oct 8 2017, 12:16 PM
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Grape meanwhile had bounced up as high as he could go, and he quickly saw why his human seemed to want him to get up high. The mist only reached about seven feet up, and once he was able to climb above it, he was able to see much more clearly around the village. None of the humans below would be able to see through the fairy mist, but Grape managed to climb onto a roof of a building and then glide over to a tall tree.

Looking down, he could see figures moving below. One he believed was his own human moving slowly and carefully with hands pressed against what seemed to be an invisible wall. He chittered to himself in amusement. Silly girl, what good did she think that was going to do? Grape sniffed the air, searching for the source of the annoying mist. He began to glide around the village, keeping to the trees and rooftops. He found many more humans, all of them lost in the mist or appearing trapped in invisible boxes. Even many pokemon seemed to be affected, and he saw the pokemon he'd become familiar with around the village desperately trying to break through whatever invisible barriers separated them from their humans.

At last he came upon a pokemon that did not seem frightened or trapped by walls or mist. This creature appeared to be reveling in the confusion. Grape clung onto the bark of a tree in a clearing in the center of the village, peering down at the creature that smiled and danced. It moved its hands as if it too was trapped in an invisible box but rather than being terrified, it seemed almost like it was singing. If he tried to attack, would he slam into a wall? Maybe if he caught it by surprise, he could break through. There was really only one way to find out.

Grape dropped from the tree into a silent glide. He wanted to chatter a battle cry, to click his claws in threat, but he forced himself to go into full stealth-mode. It wasn't long before he was rewarded with a solid connection. He opened his claws and powered his attack with the dark energy he'd known how to harness since birth. His night slash sliced through the flesh of the other pokemon, and the creature screamed out in surprise and pain.

This noise of distress only provoked Grape's predatory instincts, and he attempted to follow up his night slash attack with a poison sting. He was thwarted, however, as his tail hit a solid barrier. The pink fairy mist began to dissipate, however, and he got a better look at the pokemon he'd attacked. It had limbs and fingers like a human, and it was no longer smiling. It looked angry and it glared at Grape as it advanced. Grape had lost the element of surprise, and he tried to back away only to find that his way was blocked by another invisible barrier. He was trapped! Grape gave a sharp cry of alarm even as he clicked his claws in warning for the other pokemon to keep back.

He felt relieved when he heard the sounds of people running their way. The other pokemon looked surprised and pressed one hand against its chest, looking down at the blood from the wound that Grape had caused. It shot one more glare at Grape before running off. By the time Cecilia and a group of other humans arrived on the scene, the fairy mist was completely gone and the culprit had run off.

"Grape! Are you all right?" Cecilia asked, sounding out of breath. He moved to go to her, pleased to find that he was no longer trapped by invisible barriers. Unfortunately, he soon found himself trapped by a very visible wall of light.

"Cecilia, wait there. Don't go any closer," an elderly woman stepped out from the crowd of villagers that were now gathered together in the center of the village. Her meowstic walked at her side, disdainful eyes locked on Grape. It was using Light Screen to keep him where he was.

"What are you doing?" Cecilia asked, leading Sofia along by the hand over to her mother. The parent and child embraced, but aside from them all eyes were locked on the gligar behind the wall of light. "Philippa? You all...you don't actually think it was Grape that caused all of this, do you?" Cecilia watched Grape as the gligar pressed his claws against the barrier. She could see blood on the the tips, and she understood how he might appear frightening to other people. To her though, he looked sad and lonely. He couldn't possibly understand why he was being treated this way. It didn't seem fair.

"No, no I don't think he did. It's only a precaution. Soul says she felt demon energy emanating from him and she knows this area was the source of the disturbance in the village." Philippa took in the scene, and her sharp eyes examined the trail of blood that lead out of the village. There was a nervous, suspicious grumbling among the villagers and Cecilia felt anger building inside of her. Everyone here had been so kind, but this felt like a sort of betrayal. How could they be so quick to suspect her gligar of something he surely wasn't capable of doing? "Release him, Soul," Philippa commanded, and the barrier of light came down.

Grape bounded over to Cecilia and growled threateningly at the meowstic. The psychic pokemon, however, looked impassive. "I'm sorry for that Cecilia. I know that you're still very new to this world. I think perhaps we should have a gathering tonight to discuss today's events. That may help all of this to make sense to you." Philippa then raised her voice to address the rest of the village present. "We will gather tonight, and maybe together we can come up with a solution to put an end to these haunts. We'll meet here tonight and share all of our information and ideas."

The other villagers all nodded and voiced their agreement, and Cecilia felt a growing respect for Philippa. As far as she could tell, the village had no elected leader. Philippa was very well respected, however, as she was one of the original founders. The old woman caught Cecilia by the elbow, looking abnormally weary. "I think you'd best join me for some tea, Cecilia. We have much to talk about."

"Come on, Grape. I'll get you a snack. You did a very good job today." Cecilia told her pokemon and reached out to rub one of Grape's purple ears. The gligar barely seemed to hear her. He was still growling angrily a Soul. Once they began walking, Grape followed at a distance.

"You shrouded yourself in the energy of a demon, if only for a moment. I had to be cautious." The meowstic purred, not ruffled at all by Grape's grumbling.

"I was helping! Where were you? I thought defending this place was your job?" Grape chittered hatefully. He couldn't use telepathy like she could. He couldn't even speak to the humans. It wasn't fair for her to make the humans afraid of him when he was the one trying to help them. Soul shot him a glare, but said nothing. She followed her trainer, nose in the air and tails swishing behind her.

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 Posted: Oct 8 2017, 09:49 PM
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Back at Philippa's house, the old woman set about making tea and suggested that Cecilia take her pokemon into the bathroom to get him cleaned up. "Come on Grape. We can't have you running around like that," Cecilia told him. He followed her, but not energetically bouncing on his tail as he normally did. He crawled along on his short legs and claws, leaving his tail to wave behind him. Once Cecilia had him in the bathroom with her, she wet a washcloth and wrung it out. Then she used the damp cloth to carefully wipe the blood from her pokemon's large claws.

The young gligar tried not to grumble. He didn't like the water, but he didn't like being dirty with dried blood either. Normally, he would just use his tongue to clean it up himself, but he was still feeling hurt by the villager's and Soul's reaction to him earlier. He was a good pokemon. Wasn't that obvious by now? Cecilia's gentle ministrations reminded him of his mother back when he'd first hatched on their nest in the cliffs, and he couldn't help feeling a little homesick. "There, good boy. You're all clean. Ready to eat something?"

Grape licked her hand and followed her out to the kitchen where Philippa had set out some tea and biscuits. Cecilia took a biscuit and handed it to Grape for the gligar to munch on and settled in for what she hoped would be an explanation of some of the weird events encountered today. Instead an awkward silence followed. "Philippa," Cecilia urged gently as she took a soothing sip of tea.

"I'm sorry. I'm just deciding where I should start. I didn't want to overwhelm you. You'd only just come into the world, but the truth is that you've arrived in our village during troubled times. We've been having all sorts of problems. We have sharks attacking villagers down by the beach, a bad bug pokemon infestation, and on top of everything, we've had this haunting." Philippa said, clearly troubled.

"Haunting? Like, by a ghost?" Cecilia asked, trying to take in all of the information. She knew there was a side of the village that she'd been warned not to go near and she'd been told to stay out of the water when near the beach, but she'd no idea how severe the situation was in the village.

"We're not sure. Every so often the village is filled with the fairy mist. No one seems to be hurt during these episodes, but it's disruptive and terrifying. We don't know what's causing it. Hopefully we can pull together more information at the gathering tonight."

Cecilia sipped her tea and gathered her thoughts. She looked over at Philippa's meowstic as it nibbled on a biscuit while sitting daintily on a pillow. "What did you mean earlier when you said that Soul talked to you? Can she speak?"

"Not vocally as you and I do, but she has powerful telepathy. All psychic pokemon have been known to communicate telepathically on some level, but hers is particularly good. It comes from being the kind of pokemon than she is, and from being very old an experienced. Her senses are very keen. Even without being present to witness the event, she could sense the power of another psychic. She could also sense the demon energy that your pokemon used."

"What demon energy? Are you talking about the slash attack that Grape does with his claws?" Cecilia had seen this attack once before, but she hadn't been able to identify what it was.

"There are pokemon in this world that we call demons. Some know them as dark type pokemon. They're highly feared in these parts. They can hide in the darkness and shadows but what is really terrifying is the power they have to affect a person's emotional state. They can instill dread and despair in those around them." Philippa explained.

"But Grape isn't like that at all. He's a flying and ground type. He doesn't do anything that messes with people's minds or emotions. So why did everyone look at him as if he was the danger?" Cecilia couldn't help feeling defensive. Grape had performed better than she could have hoped. It seemed to her that he'd not only found the culprit behind the disturbance, but taken the opportunity to attack and deal damage. He put himself in danger, but he managed to chase away the real threat. It was heroic, and he deserved better treatment than he was getting.

"I know, Cecilia, and I am sorry. Some pokemon are able to harness dark energy into their attacks even though they are not demons themselves. I hate to admit it, but I was as frightened as everyone else and there was your pokemon using his dark energy. I know he isn't responsible for the haunting, but that kind of power puts everyone on edge." Soul came over the Philippa and the old woman rubbed the pokemon's head comfortingly. "Soul's senses are very powerful, but she's an old girl and so am I. We aren't as quick or spry as we used to be. In the end, I think we're going to need to rely on you young folk to really catch whoever or whatever is causing this trouble."

Philippa gave Cecilia a meaningful look, and Cecilia in turn looked over to her pokemon. The gligar had performed well, despite his youth and inexperience. Even so, did he and Cecilia really stand a chance against a mysterious ghost creature?

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When the sun began to set, it was time for the gathering. Villagers began to venture out of their homes and into the dusty dirt roads. Cecilia followed Philippa, and both pokemon followed the humans. Everyone looked edgy and nervous. "Be on your guard," Philippa whispered to Cecilia as they walked. "That daytime attack was an anomaly. Normally, the haunts occur at night."

The people gathered in the clearing in the center of the village. Blankets had been brought out so everyone could have a seat without being in grass or the dirt. Food had been prepared as well, and if it weren't for the grim situation they were about to discuss, the whole meeting would have looked like a pleasant moonlit picnic. Torches were lit all around to provide light. Before long, people were settled into what was a crowded, messy circle. Cecilia took a seat beside Philippa. When the food was passed her way, Cecilia only made a plate for Grape and set it in front of him to keep him occupied. She wasn't very hungry herself, so she just nibbled on some bread and fruit. She was far more interested in hearing what would be said than eating, but a full belly would keep Grape happy and hopefully well-behaved.

When at last everyone seemed settled, Philippa rose to stand in the center of the circle and addressed all of the villagers. "Welcome everyone! This gathering has been called to discuss matters of great importance to the survival of this village. As you are all aware, the event that occurred earlier today was the worst in a series of frightening events that we have been loosely describing as a haunting. This was the first time we've been afflicted during the daylight, and I worry that this may mean that our attacker is gaining confidence. To begin, I'd like to open by discussing earlier incidents that may have lead up to this event. Who would like to start?"

A dark haired woman stood up among the crowd. Cecilia recognized her immediately as Sofia's mother. Her two children sat close to her on either side as she spoke out. "My children have told me more than once that they've woken up in the middle of the night when the fairy mist was outside. They said they'd heard tapping at the window and saw eyes peeking through at them. They said it had a face and long fingers, and it tried to get them to go outside to it. They didn't, of course, they're smart children, but it's still terrifying."

"It was a skeleton!" The small boy at her feet yelled out. Sofia, being the elder sister tried to make the little boy be quiet.

"What makes you think it was a skeleton?" Cecilia blurted out. Eyes snapped to her, and she wished she could keep her mouth shut.

"It moved like a skeleton with no skin or bones. It moved like a skeleton held up by strings." The little boy responded. Cecilia didn't think she was the only one who shivered at this thought. Could a pokemon be going around reanimating corpses of the dead?

Lara stood up next. "I was surrounded by fairy mist one night when I was headed home from the forest. I had been out foraging for fishing bait, and the sun had set on me. Before I knew it, this pinkish mist surrounded me and I couldn't find the trail to get home. Something began coming towards me. It was about the size and shape of a kid, but I couldn't see its features through the mist. I went over to it, worried it was some tyke that was lost. When I got close enough though, I saw something with long fingers and a smiling face. It moved like it was pulled on strings, same as like your boy saw." Lara nodded at the dark-haired woman who was now sitting down and holding her children close. The little boy clutched a soft cloth ducklett to his face as if he was trying to hide behind the stuffed toy. "It didn't look like a skeleton to me, though. I thought it looked more like a clown."

"A clown?" Cecilia interrupted again. She blushed, ashamed that she couldn't seem to keep herself quiet. Lara though, looked at her very seriously.

"A clown. One of those funny folks who put on make-up and wear wigs and big shoes. We saw clowns last year when Pa took me to the fiftieth anniversary fair in Ashfield. This thing looked like that." Lara explained. "Anyway, I booked it away from there and managed to get back into town."

"Very interesting," Philippa said, and anyone could tell that the gears were working hard in the old woman's head. "Now let's discuss what happened today. This time, the mist occurred in the daytime. According to my pokemon, the source was right here at the center of the village."

"I found Sofia, but we were separated by this invisible wall. It was too solid to break through but it wasn't glass. It was almost like, compressed air." Cecilia explained. Now more and more villagers piped up. This last disturbance hadn't just affected one or two people. Nearly everyone in the village had something strange to report.

"My pokemon and I were separated. I could see her but I couldn't get to her no matter how I tried," one young man said, hugging his vulpix to himself. The fox pokemon licked his ear in response.

"I saw it, I saw the clown while I was helping my mom with the shop," Sophia stood up and spoke this time. She pointed to her mother's bakery, so near the center of the village that it was easily seen even in the dark. "The mist had just rolled in and I was scared it would take me away, so I tried to run. But I only ran into walls that I couldn't see. I was trapped!" Tears shimmered in Sophia's eyes at the memory. Cecilia remembered how scared she'd been, and running headfirst into the barrier had certainly hurt.

"Cecilia, please take out your pokedex," Philippa instructed. Cecilia obeyed, using the light of the torches to navigate the screen of the device. Cecilia was sure she wasn't the only one present with a pokedex, but she'd put herself in the middle of this somehow. "We're looking for a pokemon that looks like a clown. Something that can use fairy type attacks and put up walls. We know only a pokemon could manage this sort of disruption, though we don't know if there's more than one and we don't know if humans are involved as well."

"Mr. Mime," Cecilia replied after a few moments of scrolling. "Wow, it looks just like a clown! It's a psychic and a fairy type. And it knows the moves misty terrain and barrier." This definitely sounded like their culprit, but why would they be terrorizing the town?

"Ah, a psychic and fairy type. That's a very tricky pokemon, by the sounds of it. I explained a bit about psychics to you, Cecilia. Fairies are mischievous by nature. They have the power to sense a person's feelings and emotions. Some can even persuade you into doing something that you normally wouldn't. They might, say, lure children to follow them into the night or make a traveler venture from a well-worn path to become lost in a forest." Philippa gestured at Sophia and Lara in turn.

"This pokemon can solidify air molecules by vibrating its fingertips. It can create invisible objects with its gestures. They can't stand to have their pantomime performance interrupted." Cecilia continued reading. "Performance? Do you think that's why it left today? When Grape attacked, it must have interrupted its performance."

"Hey, hey! Are you saying this pokemon was putting on some kind of horrible terror-spectacle?" One man called out, clearly not ready to believe that whatever caused the disturbance was anything other than malicious.

"What if it wants to put on a show, but maybe it's just not very good at it? Maybe there's something wrong with its empathy or persuasion, so it couldn't tell that it was frightening people. Just like it couldn't persuade Lara or Sophia and her little brother to run off with it. Each time it failed, it grew more desperate to succeed. That's why this attack came in the day. The barriers were to prevent people from running away." Cecilia realized that she must sound impossibly naive. It was a bit of a leap to believe that a creature could cause that much fear in a populace on accident, that maybe it just wanted some company. Still, giving a person or a pokemon the benefit of the doubt and choosing to believe the best in another felt very right.

"It's a possibility," Philippa said, and Cecilia could have hugged her there and then. "It's a half-fairy so already its empathy and persuasion wouldn't be as powerful as a full-fairy. If it's young, then the powers would be less developed as well."

"Great! Thank you all so much. I think I've learned everything that I need to know now," Cecilia said, abruptly standing up and dusting herself off. She took the empty plate from Grape and looked around. "Do we have anymore food left? Lara, I forgot to give you back your knife."

"Wait, just what are you planning to do, Cece?" Lara asked as Cecilia suddenly thrust the knife at her, handle first.

"I'd have thought that was obvious," Philippa said, not bothering to get up from where she was settled on the blanket. "Cecilia, if it does come to battle, have your pokemon use his poison attack. His demon power might have been devastating against a regular psychic but fairies are especially difficult. It's poison that you'll need."

"I'm hoping that we won't need that either." Cecilia picked up a large loaf of bread and wrapped it in a cloth before putting it in her backpack. "I can never repay all of you for the kindness you've shown, but I'm going to try to help out in a way that I think I can. I'm going to go catch this pokemon!" As she said these words, a strange confidence rose in her chest. This felt correct in the way that few other things had since she'd arrived in Terrene. Protecting people and catching the culprit, that's what Cecilia Clark was meant to do.

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Cecilia's ambitious plan of confronting the troublesome mr. mime met with its first immediate obstacle as soon the gathering began to disperse. How was she going to find the pokemon? Cecilia looked around and glanced at Grape. She'd wiped blood from his claws a little while ago. If he managed to wound their target, was it possible a trail had been left behind? Many of the villagers went up to her to wish her luck and give her advice, and she listened to everyone thoughtfully.

"Is there anything we could give you that might help?" This was the craftsman asking, the one that Cecilia liked to watch make weapons. Now might be a great time to ask for one, but a part of her was terrified that he'd actually give one to her. It took him a lot of time an work to make them, and she didn't think she could live with herself if he just handed her one and asked nothing in return.

Instead she asked, "May I have one of these torches?" and her request was immediately granted. From there, she began wandering the clearing in search of any sign of spilt blood. It was a bit of a long shot, but it was the best idea she could come up with to track down the pokemon. She wondered if Grape could follow a scent, but even if he could, Cecilia had no idea how to command him to do it. Instead, she let him wander about on his own and was pleasantly surprised to find that he naturally gravitated to the area of his last battle.

"This is lucky," Cecilia muttered as she crouched and held the torch low to better see what Grape was already sniffing at. As she had hoped, there were dark spots in the grass. The light of the torch revealed their color, and she was certain it had to be blood. "Good work, Grape! Very good!" Cecilia rubbed Grape's ears and he smiled at her, tongue hanging out of his mouth. He was feeling eager and cooperative. He was hoping he would get another crack at this pokemon, this time without the annoying meowstic and other villagers present to judge his fighting style.

From there, Cecilia looked for more drops of blood. Grape stayed with her, sniffing and searching for the trail. His eyes were much better for seeing in the dark, and he took the lead as he grew confident. He led Cecilia out of the village and towards the forest. Once in the shelter of the trees, the handy blood trail ended. Perhaps the wound Grape had inflicted had simply stopped bleeding. Grape hadn't cut the pokemon too deeply, after all. Cecilia wondered if she should have asked one of the hunters to come along with her to assist in tracking the creature. It was too late for that now. She wasn't about to go back without giving it her best attempt.

Grape continued sniffing about, but he couldn't pick up anything helpful. He wasn't a canine using odor sleuth after all. Cecilia noticed some broken branches and indentations in the dirt that may have been tracks, but she didn't know enough about pokemon footprints to know for sure that these were caused by mr. mime. What did she do now? If she just wandered about aimlessly, she was sure to be attacked by something. And whatever something that was might not just want to make friends and give her a show. It may actually want to hurt her.

At that moment, a thick mist began to sneak in and surround Cecilia and her pokemon. "Oh look! It found us!" She told Grape cheerfully. The gligar began to utter a low growl and quickly jumped into the nearest tree so that he could climb above the mist and take advantage of the view from above. "Grape, no! Wait! Don't attack!" She held her hand up in what was her "stop" gesture, but with the mist all around, Cecilia wasn't sure that Grape would see. If he attacked Mr. Mime unprovoked, it would really throw a wrench in her plans. Then again, she could be entirely wrong about the psychic fairy and maybe it was really trying to capture and murder villagers. In that case, maybe it was best that her gligar was staying out of sight and preparing for a sneak attack.

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 Posted: Oct 17 2017, 11:40 AM
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Keep calm, this pokemon might sense your emotions or read your thoughts. Steady on, old girl. Cecilia thought to herself. She kept her breathing even and tried not to think about all the ways her plan could go wrong. Instead, she smiled and clapped politely as if she was watching a performance that she particularly enjoyed. As the pokemon drew nearer to her, she was able to make out the form of Mr. Mime in the mist. Just as the other villagers described, this pokemon looked just like a small clown and moved eerily like a marionette on strings.

"Bravo! You've very good at using misty terrain, aren't you?" Cecilia practically sang in praise.

"Mime! Mr. Mime!" The pokemon responded. It didn't show any outward signs of friendliness, but Cecilia wouldn't let that stop her. The psychic put his fingers up and moved them like he was pressing against an invisible wall.

Experimentally, Cecilia reached out her hands. Just as she expected, she felt a physical wall form ahead of her. Feeling around, she found that she was not just facing a wall, she was trapped in an entire invisible box. There would be no running from this if it came to a fight. "Oh my, is this your barrier? You've done an amazing job! You must have really practiced a lot, didn't you?" Cecilia said, clapping her hands more vigorously and keeping a smile on her face despite the way this strange pokemon was advancing on her.

"You're very impressive! I'm so impressed, in fact, that I want to give you something to show how much I appreciate your art." Cecilia took her backpack off and retrieved the big loaf of bread she'd brought with her from the gathering. She stood up and held it in front of her, letting her hand bump against the barrier. "Uh oh, I can't give it to you with this barrier in the way. Won't you please take it down? I was hoping that maybe we could be friends."

Mentally, Cecilia tried to reinforce the sincerity of her request. She didn't know how deep this pokemon's psychic powers went, but she wasn't taking any chances. She didn't want to hurt or fight this pokemon, but she didn't want the villagers to be scared anymore either. She hoped that if she could initiate friendship, then maybe life could be better for everyone. Mr. Mime could be welcomed inside the village and its performances would be attended and appreciated by lots of people. The villagers would sleep better at night knowing that they were not being maliciously haunted by some supernatural being. Please, let's be friends.

Above them, in the trees, Grape clutched the branches and watched in silence. It was taking all his patience not to launch his attack now or at least chitter a threat. No, he needed to become one with the shadows. He needed to be silent. If the clown-pokemon dared to hurt his human, Grape would swoop in and attack. It wasn't that he really cared about her, but he supposed being with her was better than being alone. She gave him food and could be pretty nice to him. Besides, it wasn't as if she could protect herself. A pokemon hurting a human was unsportsmanlike. If Cecilia's attempt to make friends with this creature didn't go how she planned, Grape was ready and waiting to begin combat.

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Kaien
 Posted: Oct 22 2017, 12:54 PM
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befriending attempt !
A befriending attempt is made on the Mr. Mime. He seems like a friendly sort, and Cecelia is the first human to give it compliments and appreciation like it wanted. Though, given the low amount of interaction between them, there would like still be some hesitancy behind her motives and what the pokemon really wants. I'll set the chances at... 40%.

RNG says... 3! Mr. Mime is befriended! I will roll their stats and add to your index - For finishing the story purposes, I've rolled Mr. Mime as a female!

You can either post again to wrap up the story, or just post to have this closed. Congratulations and great job! It was a fantastic read!

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Kaien
 Posted: Oct 24 2017, 07:26 AM
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topic closed
▲▲ +100 tokens for completing a topic
▲▲ Mr. Mime befriended!
▲▲ Mr. Mime starts with 12% loyalty
▲▲ +3% loyalty for Grape
▲▲ +1 EXP for Grape

Gave a little loyalty for Cecelia having Grape's back, when everyone was turning against him and he couldn't defend himself. Poor bb was just trying to help ;n; Great job!

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