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At first, it seemed like a bad idea to give in to those strange instincts. A blank check on what could be done, only a little fragment of temptation in the back of your mind with no way of knowing what would happen. But now, you realize you are out of options. Killing could have been the...

These abilities bubbling inside you swirl with temptation and a need for release. The circumstances are right. And yet, you resist this, sensing that there is much more utility in restraint. Deep within you, one of your abilities seems easier to work with with that in mind, though it requires...

Now it's personal. Lenora, a target? All this fighting and not once were humans being targeted by civilized Pokemon. Humans didn't seem to fight. Lenora fought by summoning Pokemon. She does not look like a fighter herself. You break your cover just as Weavile fires at her. He spots you and...

You know when you're outmatched. A skilled Weavile was not someone you could go one-on-one with in your current state. Something about Weavile's attacks felt deadly efficient. So, instead, you jump backward and utilize your powerful tackles... to get away. It's not quite a catapult, but it's...

This is bad. Weavile is an experienced fighter. And... despite everything, you are still a rock. Fighting would be difficult as things stood, but at the very least, maybe you could lure him in for an attack. Weavile doesn't look particularly strong, though. Druddigon seemed to be the heavy...

You spent long enough waiting. Being a rock is starting to get boring. In fact, you think that Lenora is probably starting to think you actually died, or something. It was time to get to her. But before you do, you emerge from the ground and search around the area for any signs and curiosities...

You wail in false pain, unsure if you could flail or do anything else, and sink into the ground and out of view. You try to pull yourself as far away from them as possible, sending your projection far and behind a wall. Was their sight limited? "...It's not enough," Druddigon reports. "But we...

With so many variables in the air, you aren't sure what would be best. However, you are also strapped for time and resources. Lenora is all you have. But... perhaps that will be enough. For now, if it was a bluff... it is time for you to bluff in return. "My memories aren't what they once...

So far, you are alone and you do not think you can take them on just yet. Not as a single... rock. And if they don't know precisely where or who you are physically, you could use that to your advantage. So, you stall for time. "What do you mean by, 'I have a right to know'? What do you need me...

You train with Lenora and her retired but still fairly impressive Pokemon for a few hours. Lenora enjoys the time off, though there are frequent breaks when she attends some museum matter or two. You're left feeling a little tired, but the frequent breaks make it easy to recuperate some of your...

"I... need to get stronger. Lenora... could you train me while Millie is out at work?" "Train you?" Lenora brings her hand to her sea green hair. "I haven't done that in a while, not seriously, but... Well, sure." She shrugged. "Maybe we can learn a thing or two. And my Pokemon would really...

"If they ask, I'm just a regular, boring, plain old rock. A... doorstopper. Yeah, that's it," you say, quietly, to Millie and Lenora. 'Quietly,' you hope, since it's just selective telepathy, and you hope that got the point across enough. "Ahh... not really, no," Millie says. "Um, are you...

You drift off into something like a trance. Maybe it's sleep, maybe it isn't. You are vaguely aware of your surroundings all night, but it does not feel as relevant to you. Everything relaxes. Your energies have time to reorient. And by the time the human stirs for her morning routine, you feel...

It is nice to relax without having to worry about your memories or the other things you do not know. But there is one thing you could solve... Your name! For now, at least. "How about... Cobble?" "...As in, Cobble Stone?" "Yes! That seems appropriate. It's an idea I got." Millie sighs...

"Are distortions appearing all over the world," you say, "or only in Unova?" "Oh. They're just here and in Kalos. Kind of." "Kind of." Millie takes out her phone--another, smaller box of light--and flicks her fingers through it. How fascinating... One box uses a device to control it, and...

You had spent only a few moments awake and Millie was the first person to find you. Now, she is in danger. It makes sense to do everything you can to protect her for one reason or another. You quickly spring into action, drawing from an unknown, deep well of energy within you, so far out of...

"You aren't a fighter, right?" you ask Millie. "Not really... I used to train as a hobby, but that fell off. Now I go hiking when I'm not at work. You know, simple hobbies." "I am not good at fighting, either," you say. "We shouldn't risk going into that place just yet." "Right. Let's try to...

"I'll go with you for now," you say. You do not know anything about this place. If Millie is going to be friendly and helpful, you are best off to take the offer. "Great. If that's the case, I'll just take a short walk back!" With a smile and gently patting you into her bag, Millie walks out...

Millie listens first to the great ramblings of you, a seemingly maddened rock. She starts off with a smile, and picks the rock up to inspect it, turning it over and looking for signs of a speaker. Odd, you can get the impression of some of her intents just by proximity. Once you're done...

You are lost and without any memories of what happened or why you were there. At this point, even a potentially hostile presence might be better than nothing. That is your conclusion. So, with the energy you have, you roll forward and follow the canine as quickly as you can. Unfortunately, that...