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 Symptoms of Heat Exhaustion Are, [Starter]
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 Posted: Jul 19 2017, 10:16 PM
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It was hot. No, not hot...sweltering. Actually, that wasn't quite right either. Is there a word for "feels-like-your-skin-is-melting-off-your-bones"? Is there a word for anything? Is there anything? What if everything was actually nothing and that something over there wasn't really anything but actually a tree? Oh, it's just a tree. What if trees had thoughts and they were thinking about the nothingness of everything too? What if the tree was actually smarter than that and didn't bother torturing itself with silly thoughts?

Cas wished she was that tree.

She was driving herself mad, but this was the only way she could keep herself entertained out in the middle of nowhere. She tried singing, but she quickly realized she would give herself a headache at her level of skill. Plus, it was quite hard to make any noise when she was so parched. Best to stay away from activities that dry her mouth out faster. It was easier to just think. What else was there to do out here? Die? Wait no, that's not an activity. It was certainly an option though. There were so many opportunities to partake in it. She could take a dip in that acid lake over there, or perhaps through herself onto those sharp rocks over there, or maybe just take a nap and wait for the next tornado over yonder ways...

Bleh, thinking of death won't help her survive. And she needed to survive, for her father and for Alex. But it had been weeks! So many weeks all alone out here, with nary a clue as to where they were. Giving up was certainly not an option. They wouldn't die on her. Not without sending a warning first. Maybe a cute little letter strapped to a Pidgey, detailing how they would die soon. It'd be tied with blue sparkly ribbon with stars. Wait, that seemed funny. The color was wrong. Not blue, but green? Green! Ah yes, Alex's favorite color was green. Is green. He's still alive. Please let him be alive. Please let them be alive. Cas looked up at the sky, anxiously watching for a Pidgey as she walked on. Nothing. She sighed in relief before chuckling at her ridiculousness. Of course there wouldn't be a Pidgey! They're probably all dead. Poor Pidgeys, the dopey little things. She had a Pidgey once. It flew away. If only she could flew away. Fly away.

Cas adjusted the straps on her bag. She had long since become accustomed to the weight, but it had become a habit. Peering out at the horizon, she tried to bring her thoughts back away from Crazy Land. She reached over to her left wrist and stroked the heart charm on her bracelet. It reminded her of home. Home is where the heart is, after all. The kids probably had to start rationing supplies. Were they smart enough to ration? Yes. Kids are smart. She missed her siblings. They were her life for so long, and now she wasn't there to take care of them for the first time. Hopefully, they were getting along well without her. Hopefully her mother wasn't suffering too much, either. Such a sweet woman shouldn't suffer. Cas regretted leaving them on their own as much as she regretted not leaving sooner. Now she doesn't know if they're okay or not. If she had made the decision to leave much sooner, though, maybe she would've found Alex and her father and they could've returned to take care of the family.

A rock skittering away from Cas' shoe startled her into the present. Her heart skittered along with it, jumping into to action and pounding away into her chest. It was so quiet out here. Thoughts seemed to echo. An actual noise? Practically an explosion. She sighed, shaking her head to clear it. The adrenaline filled her limbs, blessing her with a moment's energy. She used it to make her way to that tree she had seen earlier, collapsing beneath it with a huff. Twisting, Cas grabbed one of the many water bottles in her pack and guzzled it, uncaring about the waste in this second. Treat yo' self. That's what they used to say, right? She had never really wanted to "treat herself" in school. It was always workworkwork so that she would be sure to succeed. Oh, how she regretted that now. Silly, wasn't it? Not like anyone told her the world would end in her little town. Funny how it seemed to hit them late, though. People she's passed by told her it's been this way for much, much longer than the few years it had been going on in her town. Maybe they were one of the lucky ones with weird time that actually worked to their benefit?

What was it she had wanted to be? An archaeologist? Dig up bones and stuff? Haha, she could find bones all day if she wanted to! Ah look, there's a human skull right here. Yay. Guess she didn't really need a degree for this after all!

Geez. How morbid that was. Cas cringed at her own thoughts. Was this what she had become? Her aunt? Always seeing the dark side of things? How sad. She used to be so happy. Cheerfulness seemed so far off, though. Cas put her head between her legs and sobbed without any tears. She was so thirsty and so hungry and so sad...she missed her family and she missed her best friend. Nothing was going as planned. She hasn't found them. She probably wouldn't find them. The bark of the tree scratched at her back, and she took it to mean it was offering its condolences. What a nice tree. Perhaps she would stay and rest a while under the shade. Perhaps chat with it a while. Then she'd get up and resume her search.

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Cas wouldn't be left alone in the blazing wasteland for long. A blindingly bright white flash would interrupt her rest, the first sign of the someone that was coming for her.

Following the bright flash, the world around her began to dim- gradually and slowly at first, but with increasing speed. After only a handful of seconds, everything had lost all its light. In the moment absolute darkness was reached, there was another burst of white light; then, plummeting abruptly from the sky fell what seemed to be a comet swathed in and trailing a yellow and blue light. It made no sound, and indeed, it seemed as though there was no substance to it. Although it appeared as if it was going to crash directly into Cas, whether she had opted to attempt to flee or not, there were no sounds of impact, no force of impact. Cas would feel nothing, but she would be blinded by the fierce glow of the shooting star that had nearly plummeted into her.

And then the very air around Cas seemed to change. The heat was gone all at once. The ground beneath her vanished as well, though no sensation of falling accompanied it; if anything, it would feel similar to floating on water. Weightlessness.

As her vision returned, her eyes would confirm what her other senses had told her: she was no longer where she had been mere moments ago. She was... nowhere. She was in blackness. Darkness beneath, above, and on all sides. But right before her (or perhaps right behind her, if she had turned to try and escape her fate), floated a fairy, whose brightness was dimming to a much more reasonable, dulled glow than the light he had been exuding previously. As his light faded, his form became discernible. He was somewhat humanoid, but small.

The main part of his body was white; his arms were long and clothed in white sleeves that seemed as much a part of him as anything else. His legs were comparatively short, though he did not seem to use them for much, as he was floating rather than standing. His stomach had an odd crease in it, shaped like an upturned semi-circle. His eyes were large and black, with little green triangles beneath them. There were no eyebrows nor any facial creases to determine its expression with, but the openness of his eyes and the slightly upturned thin lips seemed to indicate contentment or interest.

Atop his head were three pointed, pale yellow extremities- reminiscent of a star- each with a dangling rectangular blue tag that seemed to shiver slightly in a nonexistent wind. The pale yellow growth also came down to frame the sides of the fay's milky white face. Two long, ribbon-like appendages of that same pale yellow color extended from the base of its neck. They levitated delicately behind the creature.

My name is Jirachi.

The voice that this Jirachi spoke with was clear as a bell and was just as cheerful and musical, though it seemed as though it spoke with a slight echo, or as if there were multiple melodic voices speaking nearly at the same time with a slight delay, which would force Cas to pay close attention to the words if she wanted to be able to ascertain exactly what being said by her lone companion in this strange, empty place.

Do you still retain your memories?

People's memories faded from them at varying rates; some lost all memory immediately upon entry into the void, others lost them gradually during the course of their conversation, and some seemed to retain most of their memories and sense of self all the way until their final moments in the void. It was important to ascertain their level of remembrance at the beginning, as it would affect the style of conversation and the types of questions he could ask.

What were you doing, all alone?

@Wiffie


Welcome to the void between universes. Cas will begin her journey through this vacuity by conversing with Jirachi, who will learn as much as he can about her. When Jirachi feels he has learned enough, or if Cas chooses to end the conversation, Celebi will take the information Jirachi has obtained and present Cas with a number of challenges- mental or physical- to determine which of the Pokemon that Jirachi suggests would be the best partner for her. Enjoy!




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"Bright," Cas muttered, rubbing at her eyes after that sudden flash of...lightning? Probably. It was odd, but everything was odd. She opened her eyes blinking at the sudden dimness. A side effect of the flash? But even as she tried to blink it away, everything seemed only to become dimmer. Was she going to lose her eyesight? Permanently? Son of a biscuit. She stopped blinking, hoping to enjoy her failing eyesight for a little while longer. Looks like this was the end of her and her search.

Except...light again? So she's not blind? Cas flinched away from the second flash, rubbing at her eyes once more before coming face to face with a comet. She would've called it pretty had it not been coming straight for her. Frightened, Cas scrambled back, flipping onto her knees and attempting to push off the ground in a dead sprint. Everything got unbearably bright for a few moments and Cas covered her head in a futile attempt to protect it. And then it obliterated her.

Well, she thought it had. She hadn't felt anything, but maybe it was an instant death? She had to have been dead, though. Why else would she be floating in nothing? The ground's sudden disappearance took Cas off guard, and she flailed for a few seconds before forcing herself to calm. Everything spiraled out of control there for a second. Her body was filled with adrenaline and her heart was pumping wildly in a sort of anxious fright after her unsuccessful attempt to escape death. Somehow, she wasn't falling, but there was nothing to support her, either. The afterlife was weird. She relaxed one muscle at a time before letting out a deep sigh. Her head was buzzing with frantic thoughts, but she pushed them aside to focus on her surroundings. Time to get familiar with her new home. Cas slowly spun around, taking note of how incredibly empty this place was. Well, not quite empty. There was a creature floating near her. Unexpected, but welcome. It'd be nice to have company in the afterlife. She gave a small smile to the fairy, raising her hand in a friendly wave.

Then it spoke.

Cas jerked, surprised. She had already assumed it was some sort of Pokemon she had never heard of before and she was absolutely certain that Pokemon don't talk...unless her elementary teacher had lied to her all those years ago. At least its voice was sort of calming. It sounded quite pretty, really. Not human, but lovely nonetheless. Or maybe it was pretty because it wasn't human? Ah, well. Her deep thought on the loveliness of this creature's voice caused her to miss its name, but not its first question.

Does she have her memories? What an odd question to ask. "Yeah, I think I do," Cas murmurs, fiddling with her heart charm. It was a relief it didn't get destroyed by the comet if it actually hit. "Why would I have forgotten?" She tilted her head in confusion, turning the question over in her mind. Maybe it was odd that she still had her memories. Maybe, when people died, they forgot everything. How chilling. Cas was glad she still kept hers.

It asked another question, and Cas tried to pay attention. Its voice was so odd. Cas felt as if she had to devote quite a bit of energy to trying to understand its speech or she'd be lost. How did it know she had been alone? She peered at it, trying to see if it has some kind of camera. Nope. Odd. Everything about this was weird. There was a slight delay before she answered as she tried to make sense of the situation. When no answer presented itself, Cas gave up and said, "I was looking for two people who are very important to me."

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Jirachi gave a nod as his conversation partner began contributing, confirming the fact that she still retained her memories. Good, that made his duty easier, ever so slightly. She responded to his inquiry with one of her own- it was only fair, of course, and it had an easy answer. Well, it was an easy answer on the surface. If she wanted details, he wouldn't be able to provide those.

It is this place, this void.
It steals memories from people.

His words came out slowly, indicating thoughtfulness and meaningfulness. He was very present in the conversation, his entire energy and conscious focused on it. It was important, after all, what he was doing: the decisions he reached during his conversation with this young woman could quite well heavily influence her success and happiness in the rest of her life in the new world. He wanted to provide her with the best possible chance for a happy, fulfilling future. He wanted that for all the humans he met, of course. He hadn't yet met a human that he couldn't like. And even those he was somewhat unsure about... who knew what they could become with a new start in a new world, with a loyal partner by their side.

Jirachi's expression remained neutral, though pleasantly so, as the human woman examined him with slightly squinted eyes, apparently searching him for some sign of something, before giving in and answering his second question. He nodded solemnly at the answer he received.

Were they family, or friends?

After the woman gave her response, which he would listen to attentively, of course, taking his mental notes as he always was, he offered a bit of explanation to her. It wasn't a fantastic explanation, nor an in-depth one, but perhaps it was better than nothing, especially if their conversation was encroaching onto sensitive subject matter.

I'm sorry if my questions are invasive,
But it is my duty to learn of those I meet.

He pondered for a moment, which also allowed for Cas to have time to do the same, before choosing another question to continue the conversation with. Going on and on about the people that she lost seemed like a poor idea, so he needed something else.

What are your best and worst qualities?

If Jirachi had been a little more acquainted with human culture, he would have realized how much that question sounded like a cheesy speed-dating question. Then again, he had to start somewhere, didn't he?

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 Posted: Jul 26 2017, 11:50 AM
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Oh. This place isn't the afterlife? It's a void? And even worse than that, it steals memories? So was she the exception, or is it just happening to her slower than usual? Cas grimaced, her hands flying up to grab her head in a futile attempt to keep her memories where they belonged. Maybe it only started happening after a period of time? After all, Cas had only been in the void for a few minutes. She wondered how it "stole" memories. Is it physical, like a hand reaching into her head and pulling them out? Or is the fairy being metaphorical and just talking about naturally forgetting things after a time? Silly fairy, getting her all worked up. At least it was paying attention to her and willing to answer her questions, even if it was making simple things seem spookier than they actually were.

Its next question saddened her. She wished she had been given more time. Then, perhaps, she could've found the two. Hopefully, they would eventually make their way back home because she had left them behind as well. The children needed someone to look after them and do supply runs. Perhaps the oldest kids would take over that responsibility when things were running low. Or...they would die. No. No, they would be okay. They're strong little buggers. Oh, the question. Cas gave the fairy a sheepish look before answering. "Oh, well, both I guess. My father was my best friend, and my best friend was practically my brother. Wait, you seem to know things. Can you tell me if they're okay?" Cas looked on hopefully, hands clasped before her in a sort of plea. It must know, right? Surely it had to have some kind of all-seeing power that helped it see what she was doing, so couldn't it use that power to see her family?

After that, Cas thought of its next words, nodding slowly in acceptance. She hadn't minded these questions anyway. It beat being alone with her thoughts in such emptiness. She might've driven herself mad...again. Ha. Poor tree. She left it without company! While giggling at this thought, she burst into a quiet sort of laughter when she heard the creature's next question. It felt like some kind of personality test! She used to enjoy taking those back in the day. Covering her mouth slightly, for fear that it might take her mirth as offensive, she replied, "Well, ha, I guess my best quality would be...Hmm." Well, she was at a loss there. What's her best quality? Her intelligence? Oh, but she was never at the tip-top of her class. Her honesty? But some people found that unpleasant, being too honest, so it couldn't be her best quality. She wasn't particularly selfless or beautiful or engaging...Hm.

"Well, I guess my best quality would be my...determination?" Cas shrugged apologetically. She wasn't entirely sure that was her best quality, but she didn't know what else to say. All those cheesy, shallow personality tests didn't quite give her the in-depth look at herself needed for this question. At least it was pretty easy to answer the next bit. All those times her mother and teachers had complained about it..."And my worst quality would have to be that I'm a little slow when it comes to, well, anything. Sometimes I'm slow to understand, and other times I'm slow to get things moving." That was what her family told her, anyways. 'Just do it!' was a commonly shouted phrase at Cas' home, and it was nearly always shouted at her. She would get so irritated at them, the pushy little things.

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Know things?

Jirachi pondered on her words, slight confusion clouding his face. His eyebrows descended somewhat lower on his face, his lips went from vaguely upturned to a straight line. He seemed to know things? Sure, he knew things. But not... all things. He was the same as anyone else- at least in the sense that he had to obtain his knowledge the same way anyone else did. Through seeing, hearing, thinking, experiencing.

I'm sorry, I'm not omniscient.
I do not know who or where they are
or what their condition is.

The rest of the conversation seemed to be going well enough. She seemed hesitant to answer, at first, or perhaps she simply had to take time to think on what the right answer was. That was common; not many people were so intimately familiar with themselves that they could answer probing, introspective questions without taking some time to consider. Even when she did speak, her words didn't come out sounding entirely confident. But that was alright; though he would prefer the absolute truth, most living things were a bit more complex than that. And even if there was something that was absolutely true about someone, what were the chances that they would be aware of it?

Determination is a useful trait.
What did you use it for?
What goals have you pursued, or accomplished?
Were there any that you wanted to accomplish,
But couldn't?

(Sorry for short post! I can't reveal too much of Jirachi's thoughts otherwise I would give away what Pokemon he was considering~)

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Cas's expression mirrored Jirachi's own as crushing disappointment momentarily washed over her. She hadn't put too much on him knowing the answer, but...it would've been nice to have been given at least a small nugget of information. Anything to comfort her, as she figured she was unlikely to be given the opportunity to see them again. Oh well. She'd just have to have faith they'd be fine.

Her frown melted away to a more neutral expression as the fairy asked even more questions. So many questions. He had said that it was his duty to learn about the people he meets, but what was the reason for this? There had to be a purpose, but Cas couldn't come up with anything. especially seeing as they were in a place devoid of anything else. Maybe there's some sort of job position open? Greeter of the dead? Is he looking to retire? She wondered if determination was useful in this sort of career.

"I used it for lots of things," she answered, waving her hands in a vague gesture. "I used it to get into college, for one. It was hard with a job and the kids, but I pushed myself through it, y'know? Lot's of work, but I did it. Also, recently, to deal with all the weird stuff that happened a while back and take care of my family. And, of course, to walk through the weird stuff in order to find two of them." She paused for a moment, unused to being so chatty, then continued, "I guess that answers your next two questions, too. I made it to college and I took care of my family. I failed at finding the two I talked about earlier." She reached over to fiddle with the heart charm yet again, shame washing over her.

"Had I been given more time, though, I would've found them!" Her face scrunched up in a fierce expression for just a moment, a spark of anger at herself for dying flaring up in her chest. She didn't want him to think she had just given up on them. It wasn't her choice, darn it! Stupid comet annihilating her before she could get everything done. Or, if it didn't kill her, then sending her into some weird part of the universe. How rude the universe was. She hadn't asked it to take her away, it just did what it felt like, apparently. Why not pull someone who wanted to be taken away or killed or whatever? But then her expression returned to a sad frown, her brow furrowed and her eyes downcast. If only she could go back. How she wished she could return. She'd even trade her only company in this void for another chance, however much that meant.

She wondered if her flare up would hurt her chance at the job. Oh well.

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Jirachi was patient with Cas' replies, even through her mild outburst. It was only reasonable, of course, for someone who was in the process of realizing that they had lost someone they loved to have a little bit of a melt down. Not everyone he took from the old world did so; many were alone and suffering, doomed to die, and all they felt was relief (and disbelief) when they were pulled from what had seemed like a cruel and inevitable end. He waited just until he felt that the human had had enough time to calm down and recollect her thoughts before altering the subject somewhat by asking yet another question.

Do you ever wonder what you would have done
If the chaos and disasters hadn't come?

After Cas had finished responding to that question, Jirachi nodded with a sense of finality, his expression sure as decisions began forming in his mind. His part to play in this was nearly over; he soon would pass along his limited knowledge of his newest acquaintance to his partner so that she could make the final decision before pulling the human into the new universe where she would live out the rest of her life.

One last question, then.
Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?

Jirachi had a number of guesses as to what Cas might say, based on their conversation thus far, but then again, humans often had a way of surprising him. This question was one he always asked, as a way to allow people one last chance to divulge their wants and desires, to reveal their unfulfilled goals. It was often a very good insight into a person's mind, and it was useful in helping him and his partner make their decisions. As usual, he would give Cas plenty of time to respond, to say as much as she wished, his silence and active listening quietly urging her to share all her thoughts.

When she had said all that she wold, Jirachi would bow deeply to Cas. If she was observant in that moment, she might see, written upon the three blue tags that dangled from his star-shaped headdress, a record of the conversation that the two of them had just shared. Each answer she had given was written in compact, scrolling text.

As Jirachi bowed, his dull glow began to increase in brightness. It was gradual, at first, but as he straightened from his bow the lightening was exponential. Before the light became too harsh for Cas' eyes, Jirachi spoke his goodbyes to her.

I wish you luck.

With those final words, he swiftly flew up into the air, his tailing lights of yellow and blue following him as he took a position high above Cas, finally settling into place as a sort of star or moon, casting a slight bluish light over the black void. Though there was nothing yet save Cas herself for Jirachi's light to illuminate, soon enough her surroundings would change.

I am Celebi.

The new voice that greeted Cas was disembodied; no source revealed itself and it sounded from every direction simultaneously. The voice sounded nearly like a whisper, like a light breeze blowing over a delicate wooden flute; breathy, and yet sober, with full, velvety undertones. The voice was both more feminine and more bold in comparison to Jirachi's. Judging by her next choice of words, she was even more direct than Jirachi, as well.

I desire to test you and thus make a judgement and determine what will await you in your new world.

As the disembodied words reverberated through the inky black void, Cas' environment began to change, to come to life. All around, little green saplings- tinted slightly blue by the light that Jirachi was radiating down upon everything- sprouted up out of the nothingness and matured right before Cas' eyes into healthy, tall, magnificent trees.

Do you agree to be challenged?

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What would she have done? Well, she would've finished college, for one. Maybe traveled the world, looking for fossils and studying them. But beyond that? She had no idea. Everything fell apart when she was just getting started. There were so many things she could've done. She could've settled down and had kids. She could've stayed single and traveled forever, meeting new people and seeing new places. Heck, she could've started a company, made it big and moved her family to a remote island to live the rest of their days in peace! She hadn't really thought of it before, what her future could've been. The truth is, she had no clue what would've happened had everything not gone to sugar-honey-ice-tea. So, she told him just that: "I'm not really sure what I would've done." Cas shrugged.

Jirachi's expression, while he nodded, had her wondering what was going to happen next. No more questions? No...there was one more, apparently. She was curious as to what would happen next. Would he leave? It'd be a sad thing to be left out here all alone. And what a question that was. Unfulfilled wishes? She felt as if she could say 'I wanted to find them' and be done with it, but she was certain that this fairy already knew that. It's all she had been speaking of, after all. Beyond that, though, was there anything else she wished she could've done? Not so much after everything went crazy, maybe, because she had mostly been focused on surviving and keeping the kids and her mother alive. Before that, however, there was a lot she wished she could've done and much more she wished she had a chance to experience.

"I wish...I could've seen the other continents. I wish I could've discovered something new and amazed the world. I wish I could've seen something I dug up in a museum on display, and that kids on a field trip would look at it in awe. That would've been nice. That was my whole plan for my life, y'know? To do all that for years and years. I would've liked to have a partner while I did it, too, so I would have had someone to settle down with after it was all said and done. I wished I could've seen my siblings grow to be successful and help move the family out of poverty. That was kinda the whole reason I decided to go to college after high school, y'know? Bring the family up. Oh, and I wish I had had the chance to make more friends, or at least get to know the one I had a little better." There was more, of course. Much more. If she told him of every 'unfulfilled wish' she'd run out of oxygen long before she was finished. She would've continued, but it seemed silly to bother him with every little desire she's ever had. She covered the main ones for the most part. The other big one was a tad...embarrassing, to say the least. She decided to keep that one to herself, as much as Jirachi's disposition compelled her to share.

Cas let her silence indicate that she was done. She started when Jirachi bowed and wished her luck. Luck with what? That sounded a tad ominous. She was about to return the gesture and ask his reasoning for his good wishes when she caught sight of the words on his tags. They looked awfully familiar...wait. Before she could do some questioning as to why he had recorded their conversation, he shot up into the sky (well above where she was), rendering her speechless and confused. What was going on?

Then another, new voice filled the air around her. Cas yelped in alarm, attempting to jump back with little success. Celebi? Who was that? Where was she? Cas looked around in a futile attempt to catch sight of this Celebi. Was it another fairy like the other one, here to ask her things? But then why change the questioner? That didn't make sense. Her confusion only increased as the new voice asked to challenge her> She mentioned a new world. What was that supposed to mean? Was she going to another place? Why did she need to be judged?

Stranger still, the void became less of a void and more of a dark forest. Cas wondered if this was supposed to be the new world she was going to, or perhaps a vision of one. In amazement, she reached out to try and touch one, peering up at it's leaves with a sense of comfort. What a pleasant sight it was after the nothingness it had been moments before. It also brought back memories of the tree she had left behind. She thought of Celebi's request to challenge her. If it brought her to somewhere other than the void, or even just left her in this dark forest-like place, she figured a little challenge wouldn't hurt. At least, she hoped it wouldn't hurt. Either way, she figured if she said no, she wouldn't be allowed into this 'new world'. That wasn't what she wanted at all, especially after her company decided to leave. It felt as if she didn't have another choice in this weird situation. At least, none were presented to her. Since she couldn't see where the voice was coming from, or even figure out the general direction, Cas just spoke to the tree nearest her. "I agree."

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Good.

As Celebi's voice spoke the single syllable approval, the trees finished their enhanced growth cycle, towering above Cas. But they hadn't all grown as Cas likely had expected them to, straight upward into their natural shape; where two vague paths divulged, separated with trees lining them on either side, trees had grown over and formed a wooden door at the beginning of each of the two paths. Two wooden doors with no handles or other method of opening, but each with a simple little riddle carved into them.

The door blocking the path to the left read: "Don’t keep your head in the clouds; instead, be ___ __ _____ ." On the ground just before the door was a pile of small, wooden square tiles, each with a single letter inscribed onto it: A D E H N O O R T T W.

The door on the path to the right had a different riddle, but was similar in layout. On the door, it read: "If you want a people to understand you, you must _____ _____ ________." The letters on the tiles were: A A A E E E G G H I K L N P R S T U.

Cas could either spell out the phrase with the tiles, or speak the phrase out loud; either way, the door that corresponded to the riddle would creak open, the sound loud in the otherwise silent world that Cas seemed to be the sole inhabitant of. Once one of the doors was open, Celebi would speak once more, offering further instruction.

You may open either or both doors;
Each path presents a different challenge.
You may complete either or both challenges;
However, only one token may be retrieved.

Much of the instruction would not make sense until Cas had progressed further, but it all would become clear eventually.

The left path:

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The path to the left, behind the door whose riddle began with don't keep your head in the clouds, journeyed only a short ways beyond, leading to a small, but steep hillside. At the base of the hill sat three dull brown-gray boulders, perfectly round, reaching in height up to Cas' hips. They were heavy, though their roundness allowed them to be easily rolled. They seemed almost... expectant. Defying. As if they were daring Cas, challenging her to some sort of duel.

At the cap of the hill were three shallow dips, perfectly shaped to contain the boulders that remained stubbornly at the bottom of the hill. Also at the cap of the hill, behind the three patiently waiting holes, stood a single tree with words carved into its trunk.

"Bring them to me. No method will work on more than one."

Though cryptic, given the situation it was likely fairly clear to Cas what this particular challenge was. She was meant to bring the boulders to the top of the hill, somehow. And the instructions would prove true: no one method would work on all three boulders, despite the fact that the boulders seemed absolutely identical in every way. If Cas managed to shove a boulder up to the top of the hill with sheer force and strength, sheer force and strength would not work on either of the other two boulders. She would have to come up with three unique methods to get the boulders into their places atop the steep hill.

If she succeeded in getting all three boulders settled into their new homes underneath the branches of the single tree on the hilltop, from the said branches of said tree would drop a wooden token, a small flat circle with a red stripe across its middle.

The right path:

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The path to the right, behind the door whose riddle began with if you want a people to understand you, was a long and winding path, narrow, but easy enough to follow. Right at the start of the path, however, a tree stood right in the middle, blocking much of the path. It would be easy enough to go around, however, the tree bore a vital inscription that Cas would be remiss to ignore: "These are silent woods. You must not speak within them." In fact, she would find that even if she tried to speak, no sound could be produced.

Beyond the tree with its instructions, the path would continue for a long while, winding around, exploring the dark, starlit woods, much in contrast to the other, much briefer and more direct path. Eventually, sound would reach her ears- perhaps the woods were not nearly so silent as the tree's message had stated that they were. If Cas looked toward the sounds of grunts and distant voices she would see a brief little scene play out: a man speaking and playing with a team of Pokemon. The scene was not real, and it would be obvious in the way that everything within the scene had a silvery sheen to it, as if it were spectral, as if it were someone's distant memory playing out before her. When the scene was finished- it ended with the house's framework standing erect while the mother and son gazed at their achievement- it faded into nothingness, and Cas was once again left to continue on the winding path.

But not for long, as soon she came upon a full-length mirror leaning against a tree- but it was a mirror that did not reflect her. Instead, it contained a small shadowy creature, with indistinguishable form and features save for a single eye, but not particularly menacing due mostly to its smallness. Carved onto the mirrors frame was a simple question: "What did you observe in the woods?" Since she was mute within these "silent woods," she would have to figure out a way to mime or charade or otherwise communicate what she had seen. As she acted it out, the black form would watch her silently; when she had finished, it would fade and the mirror would turn into a regular mirror, reflecting Cas and her surroundings as a proper mirror should. And again, she would be left along to continue along the winding path.

As she went along her way, a number of other spectral scenes would play for her in the woods. They seemed to always feature the man from the first memory, in one way or another. The man training his Pokemon; the man speaking in hushed tones with many others who gathered around him; the man and his Pokemon sneaking up and committing an assassination on another man; the man helping to lead a sizable army up to battle another sizable army in a barren desert; the man presenting a small box to a group of other adults. Words spoken by the ghost-like figures were never entirely discernible, and the scenes never lasted longer than a minute.

Another mirror was not encountered until after all these scenes had played out. It was identical to the first mirror, with the same instructions carved on it, and the same dark one-eyed creature watching her expectantly. This time, if Cas managed to reenact or otherwise communicate all the things that she had seen to the mirror creature, it would not immediately disappear. Instead, though the figure itself did not move, words were spoken directly into Cas' mind, as if she herself had thought them. It was a riddle, and it asked: "I am made but never unmade; I am repeated but never rewritten. What am I?"

If Cas came up with the correct answer, she would be able to speak it aloud, her muteness having been lifted. The figure would then disappear and leave the mirror as a normal mirror, and she would be left alone- only now, there was no more path to follow it had ended. However, a nearby tree would drop to the ground a wooden token: a flat circle with a hole in the center, looking somewhat like a perfectly round letter "o."

Cas would be free to enter and leave and reenter the paths as she saw fit, potentially even completing all of the challenges and riddles that both paths had to offer. However, once she had picked up a token, the door to the other path would close and could not be opened. Returning the token to its original place would open up both paths again, but eventually she would have to choose with token, which path she was committing to. Celebi would not speak again, nor would the forest change, until Cas made her decision.

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Cas watched the trees grow with a smile, a hand still resting on the one nearest her. It was very interesting to witness this, as trees usually grow at such an imperceptible rate. What odd magic this Celebi had. Nice, though. Curiously, however, some trees had grown differently. Having watched them with a careful eye, Cas wondered if this was part of the whole challenge thing. She let her hand drop back to her side before approaching the door closest her - the one on the left. Well, it looked like a door. Reaching up, she gave the door a gentle push. It didn't budge. Harder, then. Still, it didn't move. Pursing her lips, Cas stepped back to see if there might be some kind of lock or handle or something. Nothing. However, on closer inspection, there seemed to be words carved into the wood. She read them aloud to herself, tilting her head in consideration. A riddle, then. She looked around, wondering if there were any hints to what she was supposed to do. As she looked to the ground around her, she noticed the pile of tiles at her feet. They had letters on them. Was she meant to unscramble them?

Lowering herself to the floor, Cas took the tiles and spread them out in front of her. So many letters! She thought of the riddle, repeating it to herself. Grounded came to her first, but the letters for the word weren't there. Hmm. She began to shuffle the tiles idly, hoping a word might suddenly pop out at her. DOOR. WHO. TEA. Useless words started forming themselves, exciting Cas before she realized that they didn't actually have anything to do with the riddle. Shuffling again and again brought her more and more little words that didn't do much until finally, one made sense: EARTH.

Now she was getting somewhere. Earth, earth, earth. She rolled the word around in her mind. It felt as if she should know the answer by now; it was on the tip of her tongue. If your head's not in the clouds, then you're something earth. Are earth, on earth, with earth...She shuffled the tiles again. DOT NOW. That didn't make sense. She peered at it, instead trying to rearrange the letters in her mind. Down? She hummed. Down...and the remaining letters could only make the word to...To down earth? Down to earth? ...Oh. Cas closed her eyes in silent exasperation. How obvious that should have been. She arranged the tiles into the phrase she came up with, embarrassed at how long it had taken her to find the answer.

Cas scooted herself back as the door creaked open, the sound seeming loud in lieu of her noisy thoughts. Louder still was Celebi's voice, coming soon after the door had opened. So that wasn't the challenge? Bummer, that was quite easy compared to what she had expected initially. She looked to her right at the second door, noticing another pile of tiles at the bottom. Another riddle then. Celebi had said she could repeat both challenges, whatever they were, so maybe she should come back and do that one later? But what if the challenge is really tiresome and she was unable to return? Does it matter? Cas's head turned back and forth as she looked from the second door to the path in front of her. She was really curious as to what the actual challenges looked like, but she didn't want to be denied the other path if she can't continue after the first. But what if she went down the second door's path and that one was tiring? Is there a time limit? Surely, if she has the choice to go back and complete challenges, she would be given time to rest after each one. Of course. Plus, it would be nice to have a little break between word puzzles.

The decision finally made, Cas picked herself up off the ground and set off down the left path. She walked carefully, unsure when, exactly, this challenge started. Maybe she had to dodge weird traps lain on the forest floor? That idea escaped her as she quickly came upon a hill. It was a steep hill, steep enough that she figured it would be more than a pain trying to ride a bike to the top. At the bottom, there were three boulders. They looked unnaturally perfect - perfectly round, the same size...Weird. She peered up the hill, seeing the dips in the ground, as well the tree behind them. Three dips, three boulders. Clear enough. Wasn't there some kind of story about a guy and a boulder and a hill? So she'd have to push the boulders up? She's not one for heavy-lifting, though, so maybe there was another way. Cas trekked up to the top of the hill, crouching to survey the dips in the ground before continuing on to the tree. There was something carved here as well. No method would work more than once, huh? So that threw away the idea of being forced to shove them to the top. That was good. Otherwise, Cas was sure she would've failed this challenge, and that would have been embarrassing.

Three different ways. Time to get to work, then. Cas jogged back down, careful not to run into the boulders. She couldn't push them, not on her own. They'd just roll back and squish her. Maybe with some help, though? Maybe she could build a little something? She considered her surroundings. What kinds of materials would be around here? She walked back into the forest, unsure if there was anything usable. She hadn’t seen anything earlier. Then again, she hadn’t exactly been looking into the trees. She did so now, noting with some surprise that there was something in these trees. She rubbed her palms together, gearing up to get to climbing.

What seemed like hours later, though she didn’t have much in the way of a clock, Cas nodded appreciatively at her pile of forest stuff. It mostly consisted of branches she was able to nab as well as the vines and such that had hung from them. It was enough to build what she had in mind. She sat down amongst the branches, pulling the thicker and sturdier ones towards her. She laid them out vertically, carefully leaving the space between them even. It was wide enough to support the boulder, with a little extra. She then took the longer, skinnier branches and laid them atop the other branches, using the vines to secure them to the branches below with knots pulled tight so the whole thing wouldn’t fall apart when everything got going. Once she was satisfied with its strength, Cas took her toughest vine and wrapped it around one of the knots at the front of her creation. She then did the same with the other end of the vine. The left her with a nice “handle”, and she pulled the craft over to the nearest boulder.

Rolling it on was a challenge, mostly because of its weight. She couldn’t imagine what it would’ve been like had she just shoved the boulder up herself. She tied it down as best she could with the remaining vines, tieing them to the raft in the same way she had created the handle. When she was finished, she gave it an experimental tug, pleasantly surprised when it held up and the boulder didn’t immediately roll off. Now, the hard part.

Turning her back to the hill, Cas dug her heels into the ground as best she could, giving the raft-like thing a heave with all of her effort. It moved about a foot. This was gonna take a while. Adjusting her grip, she yanked again and again, inching up the hill bit by bit. It was an arduous process, made worse when it would slide down a foot or two the further up she got. Frustrated when this happened for the third time, she abandoned the handle and raced to the back, catching it before it slid too far. Gritting her teeth, she pushed against the boulder itself, continuing until she felt it tip. It had hit one of the dips and gotten stuck. At least it was at the top. Cas wiped the sweat from her brow, groaning. Her arms were beyond tired. Maybe she should’ve stayed and solved the other riddle instead. She sat down, allowing herself a moment’s rest.

When she was ready, Cas scooted herself down the hill reluctantly. She had used the time to come up with another way to get one of the boulders up, but she didn’t like it much. Oh well. Cas stood up and made her way back into the forest, this time grabbed mainly vines along with some particularly flexible, young branches. Coming back to the camp, she sat and got to work once again, twining the vines and branches together to make them stronger while also tying them to others to make them longer. She made several more journeys to grab more materials for her makeshift rope, finding that she had underestimated what she would need. Once she was done, she trotted over to the boulder in the middle, wrapping it with her rope again and again before tying a knot to secure it. She took the length of the rope and took it up to the top of the hill, where she had to push the raft a little further back to have enough length left to wrap around this boulder. She tied another knot before stepping back and taking a deep breath. She felt her arms aching in anticipation, but she tried to shake it off. She could do it. She got behind the boulder and the raft, giving it a hard shove to get around the dips and to the other side of the hill. It was much harder with the other boulder’s extra weight, but, hopefully, that would be alleviated soon. All this physical work was giving her a pounding headache.

She pushed until she reached the point where the hill started to slope downhill. Then she gave one final shove before partially climbing on top of the boulder to give it the extra weight it needed to successfully pull the other boulder up. Occasionally she kicked the ground to speed up the slow journey to the bottom of the hill, but for the most part, she remained a still passenger, crouched over the rock and determined not to fall off. They didn’t completely reach the bottom but slowed to a stop as the stone behind them slid into one of the dips. Cas hopped off, preparing herself for another round of back-breaking work. She positioned herself behind the boulder and got to pushing.

Nearly collapsing at the top, Cas slowly worked the vines off the two boulders, rolling the one on top of the raft into a hole of its own. Her body was trembling, aching all over and covered in sweat. The large gray sweater she had been wearing stuck to her uncomfortably, providing unwanted heat. She lied down next to the tree, breathing hard and fast. Now this was a challenge, and not a particularly enjoyable one, either. She glanced apprehensively at the last boulder, sitting, frustratingly, at the very bottom of the hill. She huffed, irritated at it already. Unwilling to leave her resting position, she chose to roll herself to the bottom. It was pleasant for a few seconds until she collided with the aforementioned boulder. Groaning, she shifted away from it, attempting to come up with yet another way to get one of these things up top. Preferably without having to kill herself in the process. Maybe she could just ask it nicely? Ha, that would be nice. Half-delirious with exhaustion, she squinted at the boulder. “You think you could get on up there yourself? Your family’s waiting, you know,” she mumbled, reaching up to pat it. For several heartbeats, nothing happened. Cas sighed and turned away, beginning to formulate her next plan in her mind. Maybe she should try slingshotting it? Is that even possible?

A rumble startled her into looking up, and she yelped as she saw the boulder already a foot up the hill. That...had worked? What? As if it knew she was staring, it suddenly stopped its forward motion, somehow not sliding back down. “No, don’t stop!” she pleaded, happy with this new development, “Keep on!” Cas turned away obligingly, giggling gleefully when she heard it thud into the last dip. Struggling up, Cas wobbled back to the top of the hill. She eyed the result of her hard work happily before stumbling to the tree. Before she was about to sit, and maybe take a small nap, she caught sight of a token. Oh, so this is what Celebi had been talking about. It had a red stripe across the middle, but the moment she picked it up, she heard the faint sound of the wooden door creaking shut. Panicking, she quickly put it back, listening intently for the sound of door reopening. When it did, she sighed in relief. She left the token there and made her way back to the path, somewhat ready to try the next challenge.

(Not done yet! Posting this in two separate posts because it is something of a monster xD)

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Cas stared at the tiles in front of her, shifting them around once again. There were many more letters this time, and she was having the hardest time figuring out the answer. The strategy she had used the first time was not working, as even words that made sense didn’t work out. GREETINGS. TALK. HI. It felt as if she had been there forever moving the little things around, but no phrase jumped out at her. She tossed them at the door in frustration, falling back to lie on the ground and stare up at the star she knew to be the Pokemon from earlier. If only she could ask for a little help. A little hint, that’s all. The riddle floated around in her thoughts, bumping into random words as she tried to complete it. What did you have to do to be understood? You had to be able to speak, obviously. Maybe know who they are and where they’re coming from...but that was too abstract. She could only create so many words with these letters. What else…? She closed her eyes, screwing up her face in an expression of deep concentration. She wouldn’t give up, gosh darn it! She had to know what was beyond this door! What were the basic requirements for understanding someone? Gotta have a voice, or maybe sign language...language...you have to speak the same language? Hm. She braced her hands beneath her and pushed herself up, wincing at how they ached. She fiddled with the tiles, please when she could form the word LANGUAGE. Like always, however, that left a bunch of letters unused. She glared at them, before shuffling them into the word SPEAK. She had been hoping to be left with the tiles to spell “the same” afterward, but nope. The only word she could think of spelling was...oh.

“Speak their language,” she muttered to herself. She wasn’t embarrassed this time, though, only weary and surprised she had actually gotten this one in a reasonable amount of time. Or what felt like a reasonable amount of time, at least. Right as she started to rearrange the tiles into the correct answer, the door creaked open. Surprised, she started. Unexpected. She looked into the doorway, but the only thing she could see was a big tree smack dab in the middle of the path. Dragging herself to her feet, Cas stumbled over to it, reading the inscription. So she had to stay quiet? How curious. Not wanting to find out what would happen if she didn’t, she kept her mouth firmly shut. Well, she wasn’t one for chatter, anyways. She walked carefully around the giant tree, a hand trailing along its trunk to support her. No need to fall on her face, after all. She was certain the two strange Pokemon were watching her. It was so quiet here. Noise wasn’t much of an issue before, but now it was just dead quiet. Or maybe it was all in her head, the message having brought the silence to her attention. Either way, it was eerie.

Unlike what she had expected, having been what happened earlier, this path was long. Much, much longer than the other one. With every gradual turn, she felt disappointment and a slight sense of unease as she came upon nothing. Anticipation filled her and she rubbed her charm to try and calm herself down. Something had to happen eventually.

And it did. Sort of. Sound first, breaking the growing urge to hum just to fill the oppressive silence. She turned towards the sound, surprised to see what looked like a man and his Pokemon there. She didn’t know someone else was in the void as well. On second glance, though, it looked a little less real than she had first hoped. Guess she really was alone. This was part of the challenge, then. She paid close attention, trying to remember every detail in case there was some sort of quiz. She was fairly decent at memory games, so she was confident she’d pass. The scene went on for a while before fading away. Cas waited there for a bit, listening for questions or something similar. When none came, she shrugged and continued on, replaying the scene in her mind. How sweet and homely it was. Made her wished she had gotten to raise Pokemon of her own back home. She had never owned any, but Alex had. She wondered if he ever got to experience something like that.

Soon after she left the place where the scene had played out, Cas came upon a mirror against a tree. It was lovely, but she paid it no mind beyond a mere glance. She wasn’t vain. But that glance into the mirror did not show her a reflection as was expected, but nothing. She looked back. Not nothing, then, but a creature. Disconcerted, she stared into its one eye. It stared back, and Cas shuddered. Weird. There was something carved into the mirror frame. She read it carefully. So this was the quiz, then. She stepped back, having no desire to be closer than necessary, and opened her mouth to answer. No sound escaped her. Duh, she wasn’t supposed to speak. Shaking her head, she tried to figure another way to tell it. She couldn’t write. There weren’t any writing utensils around here, and there wasn’t anything sharp enough to carve into the trees surrounding them. She didn’t know sign language, unfortunately, and she wasn’t even sure the creature understood sign language. So...charades? She wasn’t too good at those, but she couldn’t come up with any other way to convey a message.

Shrugging, she got to work. Let’s see...there was a man. She pointed to herself. Man. And…he was playing. She gave the creature a big smile and hopped around. ...With Pokemon. She clasped her hands together for "with" and then wiggled her fingers above her head to simulate ears on a Pokemon. Not that all Pokemon had ears, but it was the best she could come up with. And then a house? She traced one in the air around her. Unsure if that had been enough, she smiled at it and sighed in relief when it faded away. At least that was over. She continued on, rubbing her little charm with increased vigor. That was really weird and more than uncomfortable. She hated charades with a group of people having fun. With just one participant? It was just creepy. She groaned, silently of course, when she came upon yet another scene. That meant she would have to play that silly game again? Great. She did her best to try and commit them to memory, no matter how irritated she was. The man training, the man holding a meeting, the man killing someone. She was sensing a pattern. Was this man important somehow? The man at war, the man giving a gift. All these scenes passed by quickly, and Cas struggled to remember them all. She had expected a mirror after each, but there wasn’t one.

There was no way she could remember each scene in its entirety, so she just threw out the details and tried to hold on to the essence. Training, meeting, killing, war, gift. She repeated that to herself over and over until she finally reached a mirror. Training, meeting, killing, war, gift. That darned creature was back, staring at her. Waiting. Once again, a shiver ran down Cas’ spine. She’d be glad when that thing left again. She tried her best to act them out. Training: she punched at the air and made Pokemon ears. Meeting: she crouched down and pretended to talk to people near her. Killing: she drew a finger around her neck. War: she made her meanest face and ran at the nearest tree with her arm raised high and fought an imaginary opponent. Gift: she cupped her hands together and offered them to the creature.

Having finished, she stepped back and waited eagerly for the thing to disappear. It didn’t, much to her dismay. Instead, she heard a voice in her mind asking her a question. Another riddle? And this time there weren’t any letters limiting her answers. Hmm. Made, but never unmade. A choice or a decision? She tried to speak it, but no sound came out, and the creature watched on. Perhaps that wasn’t the right answer. Repeated, but never rewritten. What’s written? A story? A legend? A memo? An announcement? She tried to speak each of these, or at least mouth them, but still, nothing happened. Darn these riddles. What was made and written and repeated? What can you make? Things, ideas, choices, history. But these things aren’t really written unless you consider history books as being written. Actually, that made some sense. A least, a little more so than her previous attempts.

“History?” she said aloud, before clapping her hands to her mouth, startled by the sudden reappearance of her voice. She hummed, happy to hear it, odd of that sounded. The creature disappeared and the mirror became normal, showing her disheveled and weary reflection. Considering all the work she’s done, she was surprised she looked halfway decent...at least by her own standards. She was fairly certain anyone else would’ve happily told her she looked like absolute garbage. Not that she cared. Turning away, she caught sight of another token at the foot of the tree closest to her. Kneeling, she picked it up, inspecting the little o marked on its face. Though she couldn’t hear it, she was certain the door to this path eased shut, as it had when she had picked up the other token. She remembered Celebi’s words, telling her she could only choose one.

What a choice. And she didn’t even know what the end results were. She was going in completely blind. Cas ran her head through her hair as best she could, quickly getting stopped by the many tangles. Which should she choose? It felt like a game of chance. Hopefully, the wrong choice wouldn’t lead to a second death by comet. ...Was there a wrong choice?

Shaking her head, Cas considered each path. She would just pick the one that spoke to her the most and hope for the best, she supposed. Decision made, Cas set off, leaving the token at the base of the tree it dropped from. The first path’s riddle described her best. Down to earth? Yeah, that fit. Being understood was important, yes, but she’s more of an observer than anything else. Plus, charades weren’t really her thing. With the boulder challenge, she felt as if she had really accomplished something. There was something to be said about somehow getting three large, extremely heavy objects up a hill on her own.

Oh, but wait. Cas paused uncertainly. Wasn’t this path mostly about observation? She did just say that she was more of an observer. So maybe this path was a better fit than the other one? The silly charades game wasn’t fun, but she hadn’t had much trouble remembering what she had seen. Observation and communication. Those were important, but so were determination and strength of will and groundedness. But which were more important? ...Was this even what these paths represented, or is she reading too much into it? A small headache bloomed at the front of her head as she gave herself over to intense consideration. Well, what if she thought about it a different way? Which are the worse flaws: being misunderstood and unaware, or unconfident and unrealistic? Her heart still pulled her to the other path, the one with the rocks.

So she continued on, forcibly pushing aside any more thought on the matter. Analysis paralysis was a real thing, and she was more than ready to see what comes next. She set a brisk pace for herself, trying to escape the path quickly. Eventually, she came upon the open door and sped through it, nearly jogging to the other wooden door. She was getting impatient, tired of the woods and their quietness. At least this path was short and sweet, taking her directly to the hill where the ever-defiant boulders still rested in their homes. She stuck her tongue out at them childishly as she passed, if only because they were the reason her whole body was currently aching. She approached the tree, bending to snap up the token with the red stripe that rested beneath before presenting it to the sky. “I choose this one, Celebi,” Cas announced with a sense of finality. No going back now.

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As Celebi's single syllable echoed out in response to Cas' decision, the forest began to change around her, ever so slightly. A dirt path formed beneath her feet, and crawled onward away from the hill. Assuming Cas followed it, it would take her a few yards deeper into the forest, leading her toward a small forest shrine. It was simple, four round wooden pillars with a plain looking roof, the entire structure being very small and not at all tall enough for Cas to fit beneath it unless she was kneeling on the forest floor. Luckily, she didn't have to go in it; beneath the roof of the shrine was a severed tree trunk with a hole carved into it that was just the right shape and depth to fit in the token that Cas had chosen. She would find it would slide into place smoothly and perfectly, and could not be removed afterward, if she tried to do so.

Celebi did not speak again, but the path did not end at the shrine. It continued on, advancing into the forest, which quickly began to thin out, leaving Cas to follow her footpath into the blackness of a void with Jirachi's cool blue light casting down on her and the trees which were fewer and fewer...

The star- who Cas knew as Jirachi- began moving, streaking out of the sky and producing a blinding flash similar to the one that had brought her here. Cas would experience a feeling of nausea, of intense dizziness, as if she had just been thrown off of a cliff; when the blinding light and the falling sensation was gone mere seconds later, she would find herself in a new world, the last of her memories fading fast from her mind.

But she wouldn't be left all alone.

@Wiffie



Jirachi learned that Cas had two major desires: close bonds with family, and intellectual advancement, particularly in the field of her chosen field. Jirachi decided to suggest Pokemon that would motivate her to continue her intellectual pursuits, even in a new world where she was devoid of her memories, particularly because of Cas' confession that she was slow to begin things, Jirachi didn't want her to lose touch with the sorts of things that could bring her the most satisfaction. He hopes that she will be able to form close familial bonds along the way. Cas' reactions to Celebi's challenges narrowed down the choices to just one.

The Pokemon that was selected for Cas, however, isn't likely to be an easy or close friend. It hearkens to Cas' previous desires to be a renowned archaeologist; though it is not a fossil Pokemon, it hails from a species that is as ancient as the beginnings of humankind and even vaguely resembles the sorts of artifacts an archaeologist might find on a successful dig. This Pokemon's typing means that those of its species take their augmented intelligence and balance it out with their practical, serious, sober, down-to-earth personalities. Just as the boulders were stubborn and difficult to move, Cas' companion will likely not be easily convinced of anything, but with an improved relationship and the right circumstances, it could be an incredible partner and inspiration for Cas.

Cas has obtained a Baltoy!

Choose an egg move

Choose a name
{the name can be put off until later if you so desire}


[ This topic has ended, but you may resume the adventure in whichever settlement you desire: Ashfield, Crater, Oasis, or Forest Beach. From now on, the Baltoy is yours and is under your creative control. The die roll for the chance to have a Pokedex resulted in 18, so Cas does start with a Pokedex. Send me a PM when you've made the necessary decisions regarding your new Pokemon. Good luck and have fun! ]




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