• Welcome to Thousand Roads! You're welcome to view discussions or read our stories without registering, but you'll need an account to join in our events, interact with other members, or post one of your own fics. Why not become a member of our community? We'd love to have you!

    Join now!

AQ - S.S. Trousselin

Status
Not open for further replies.

Hanafuda

Novice Ornithologist
Pronouns
He/Him
Partners
  1. rowlet
  2. koraidon-apex
Suddenly, a shadow fell over the confrontation, and Aggron coolly stood between the two combatants, his back to the angry Pidgey.

"Hmm," said Steven, moving to stand beside his partner. He glanced around the room thoughtfully. "This doesn't look like the onboard battle arena. I could swear it was on another floor."

At this, he leveled his gaze with the dark haired trainer and her shiny Sylveon. Aggron took a peek over his shoulder at the Pidgey.

"I'd prefer it if you kept any squabbles to the proper facilities, as a courtesy to the other passengers."

There was no accusatory tone to Steven's voice, but it was clear he was not in the mood for negotiation.

"I'd appreciate it if we all made it to the island in one piece, and without sinking the ship before we arrive."
“Outta the way! I need to save this ship!” Zack tried to run up on the Aggron’s back towards his head. Once there, he jumped off, with a flap of his wings in midair as he spun in his double jump before diving down with a stretched talon towards Enora. “Your minion won’t stand a chance, monster!”
 

unrepentantAuthor

A cat that writes stories.
Location
UK
Pronouns
they/she
Partners
  1. purrloin-salem
  2. sneasel-dusk
  3. luz-companion
  4. brisa-companion
  5. meowth-laura
  6. delphox-jesse
  7. mewtwo
  8. zeraora
Laura chuckled. "Nice one. I get that. The meta in Galar is completely mental: you get little prodigies spewing outta every private school in the country year on year with purpose-built teams. That's not me. I got a herdier rescue from a shelter, a gogoat on loan from a friend, and a yamask that just won't stop following me around, trying to shave my face. It's a weird team, but I guess I'd probably do alright if I just coughed up a couple grand to get a ticket to Alola, huh?"

She looked around, wondering if she'd catch sight of Malachai on his patrols around the ship. Maybe he was diving for fish.

"I have an ace, though. A partner who can compete with all the souped-up teams those rich kids battle with."

Laura put her fingers to her mouth and whistled.

<Come find me, Mal.>

<As you wish.>
 

AbraPunk

Cosmic Guardian
Location
The Circle
Pronouns
he/him
Partners
  1. luxio
Oh, to hell with that.

His question sufficiently answered, Wes jumped up. “Right, I’ve seen enough. Let’s get the hell out of here.”

"Oh, no you don't!" Wes shouted as the other man ran away.

He quickly looked around to see where Nico had vanished to, and saw his Espeon in the far corner of the room, dazed.

"Come on, both of you, we're not letting this bastard get away!"

Wes and his partners gave chase to the fleeing man.
 

Sinderella

Angy Tumbleweed
Staff
Location
In Guzma's Closet
Pronouns
She/Her
Partners
  1. sylveon-shiny
  2. gothitelle
  3. froslass
  4. chandelure
  5. mimikyu
“Oof…” Zack shook a bit as he stood back up on his talons. “I see. I was trusting you for a moment, babe, but now I see where your loyalty lies. Traitor!” He kicked up some dust, aiming towards Enora’s eyes.
Enora Angry Snarl.PNG
"SHE'S MY GODDAMN TRAINER!"

Wow. Odile's wrath really knew how to work.
Odette Pissed 2.PNG
Odette narrowed her eyes, keeping her hold on Odile's sleeve. "Enora, Pro--"

Suddenly, a shadow fell over the confrontation, and Aggron coolly stood between the two combatants, his back to the angry Pidgey.

"Hmm," said Steven, moving to stand beside his partner. He glanced around the room thoughtfully. "This doesn't look like the onboard battle arena. I could swear it was on another floor."
Odette Deadpan.PNG
A shadow fell over them, and Odette stopped short just in time to catch sight of the Aggron stepping into the middle of things. If she weren't so tired, that might have set her off again. She also didn't appreciate its trainer's condescending words. But, his silver hair, his suit...hm. He gave Clovis vibes. But this is exactly how she'd talk to Clovis if he tried to do whatever minute patronizing crap this guy was attempting to.

"Yeah, it's the damn bar," she snapped. "Thank you, captain obvious."
At this, he leveled his gaze with the dark haired trainer and her shiny Sylveon. Aggron took a peek over his shoulder at the Pidgey.

"I'd prefer it if you kept any squabbles to the proper facilities, as a courtesy to the other passengers."
She kept her eyes narrow as she stared up at him from under her brow bone. "I agree," she started, "but I'd prefer it if people didn't start shit with me in the first place. Maybe have a fucking word with the Pidgey behind you and your tank."

There was no accusatory tone to Steven's voice, but it was clear he was not in the mood for negotiation.

"I'd appreciate it if we all made it to the island in one piece, and without sinking the ship before we arrive."
Odette could hear that this guy wasn't trying to make matters worse, but she was not one to blindly take orders from any stranger. "Look, I get it, you're valid," she said, "but why are you aiming this at me? I've been trying to leave for the past ten--"

Odile Scary 1.PNG
Odile suddenly looped in front of her, pushing Odette back and stomping up to Steven as her form became shrouded in dancing shadows. Who the absolute FUCK did this guy think he was? Interrupting that battle like that? Was NOBODY going to give her what she wanted? Was every good thing going to get interrupted by some goody-two-shoes trying to keep shit in order? It was SO. BORING.

Her eyes blazed with that natural violence that was so deeply ingrained into her as she jabbed an accusing finger toward Steven.

"̴̟̦̽̌͐A̷̝͑̋́̓͝N̴̛̰̮̤̐̚D̵͙͕̝͌̚ ̸̤̮̘͗͛̈́Ḭ̵̚͜'̵̖̹̾͘D̷͈̹͙͊̆̕͝ ̵̥̤͉́̈͜A̸̦͊͐͗̃͘ͅP̸͉̮͊P̸̩͍̽̏Ř̴͔̙́̏̈́E̶̹͈̟̬͍̋̾C̵̼͔̒̌̚I̴̝̙͋̉̉̈́A̷̗̞̚T̶͇͓͋̌͋͐̉͜ͅẺ̴͖͔̾ ̸̨̆͊Í̴͕̈́̇̇̋Ṫ̴̛̥͎̠̭̟͘ ̵̧̖͍͕̳̌͒̈́̐I̶̳̓F̴̳̖̰̭̘͒̓̅͋ ̶̬̰͎̭̆̈͒Y̴̛̫͐͐͒̐͜O̵̗̟̪̻̝̿̓̍͝U̵͙͊ ̵̙̟̟̲̐͛́̚͝B̶͇̮̺̼̣͗̐͐Á̶̡͇͕͐C̸̞̹̤̝͆͜K̴̻̤̺̘͛Ȩ̴̼̜̄̌D̴̜̱̦̊̏̾ ̶̠̆̐̉̀T̷͚̆̐͆͑H̶̒͊̒ͅE̵̫͑ ̵̖̥̲̥͗̊F̵͎͙͂̀Ú̷̘̰̀͝C̸̦̟̈̐K̷̨͇̼̯̟͐͌̿̓͠ ̶̫͖̑O̴̲̠̥̺͋F̴̜̈̓̋͆̚F̸̞͖̯̜͋͝ ̶̮͚͍̗͝Ą̸̣̂̈̽̔͠ͅN̷̮̤̟̊͌D̸̗͈̥͖͊̈́ ̷̛͕̙̣͔̀͋̈͌͜L̴̡͇̺̈́͒̂̏Ẽ̷̫̬̘̩ͅT̵͙̈ ̸͂́̽ͅM̴̻͎̺͇͑̉̄͛̅Ÿ̴͖́̊̈͝ ̸̠̪̝̑͝͝V̸̘͇̅̃́͠E̷͇̖͔̦̯̾́́S̸̖̞͖̗̉͂̃̓̒͜S̶̤̟͆͒̕Ę̸͇̒L̸͙̯̟̘̈́͌͜͠ ̵̳͚̣̲͑̎D̶̡̝͖̻͊Ǒ̷̡͔̟̯̣͛̎͌ ̶̼̈̽ͅH̸̰̘̹̭͎̐̿̅̍͝E̶̹̹̓Ṟ̷̘̤̪̯̇̿̌̈́ ̴̹͌̈́T̶̙̊̇͋͝H̵̖͎̦͗̍̿͂Ï̷̥̜̻̻̈́̅N̶̟̔̃͑̊G̵̤̜̃͋̎.̷̖̣̙̥̲̀͛ ̵̛̙͕͑͜U̷̹͙̔̇͗̈́Ņ̶̛̬̦L̴͔̪̮̊͊̽̌Ė̸̡̡̦̬̲̈́̆S̷̢̙̱͓̐͝Ŝ̶̻̠̞̎̇ ̶̩̺̎̌̃̏Ȳ̴̧͚̣̲͕͑͝O̶̻̬̟̝͍̐̿̔͝͠U̶̳̒̎͊̚ ̸̡̧̣͕̂̏͛̚ͅẂ̵̼͈̇̀A̵̠̎̂́N̵̢̮̠̄͗̕T̴̢̲͈͍͕̐̌͒̍̎ ̴̼̰̩́̈̚M̷̞͖̦̱͚̃̚E̴̲̜̎͌͝ ̴̹͐ͅȚ̴̠͇̭̪̆͋̚͝Ȏ̵͚̤̝͖͎̇̓̀ ̸̜͒̇̇͝S̴̺͙̜͓̓́̏͝Ṯ̸̍̒͘A̸̳̪̯̽́R̵̭͉͈̘̬̔̓T̴̹̄̕ ̵͎̤̈̂Ĝ̷̨͚̫̚̚N̴̢̢̰͈͊A̶̼͆W̷̭̳̳͙̘̿Ì̵̫͋N̶͓̞̻̩͈̓̀́Ģ̷̳́̓͊̚ ̴̪̼̈́̔͑Ö̸̻̖̼́̄̋̚N̶̫̬̖̣̎̒̋̑ ̸̳͚͐̎́̆Ÿ̸̝̠̩̟͓́̇Ȯ̴͓́̀̿̕Ȗ̸͔͇̖̥R̴̹̯͆̑ ̷̙͙̀̄̍T̷̙͉͚̫̮̈Ö̶̞̘̮̭́́̆̆̿Ȩ̶̣͒̌̇S̶̹͒̕͝ ̷̦̬̜̒̑͑̒T̶̞͇̱̋͋͑̈́̈́Ǒ̵̬͝Ó̵͓̈́?̶͇̣̤̓ ̷̠̦̺̟͊Ȉ̴̼͖̯͎̳̈̔̈̍ ̴̡̜̩̜̤̾̈͘Ċ̴̟̺̗͚̏̍̓͜Ȃ̴͈̣̻̙̀͒N̴̥̹͕̮̎͠ͅ ̴̡̯̈̑͑͆͜Ŏ̴̧̬̄̀B̶̟̲̠́͒̄̽͜L̴͕̬͈̓̅̈́I̵̲̫͗̔̓̽̑G̸̦̗̹͗̿͆̕E̵̲̩͑,̴̧̫̦͝͝ͅ ̷̢̟̫̼̈̇̔̑͐H̵̯͉͉̓̂̓Ă̸̧̡͚̹͓P̴̢̧͙͖̄̉͝P̴̨͎͙͈͐͋ͅĮ̵̟̖̩̖̈́̋͐̐͘L̶̨͇͇̼̲̅̿̊Ỵ̷̭͚͌͘.̷͔͉̽̕ ̴̡̬̙̏̈̋̑"
 
Last edited:

Hanafuda

Novice Ornithologist
Pronouns
He/Him
Partners
  1. rowlet
  2. koraidon-apex
Seb was considering stepping in to get Zack away from the stupid thing he was doing, but knowing that there were other stronger Pokémon in the area, he decided to stay where it was safe. He didn’t want to get hurt by collateral damage, after all. All he could do was call Zack to him, but even that was proving to not work. “What do I do now? I can’t just leave Zack.”

The Pidgey saw that Odile got away from Odette. As he landed, he changed course and ran towards the doppelgänger. “You! Your fight is with me!” He swept his wings forward and fired a small gust of wind. “Face the wind!”
 

Shiny Phantump

Through Dream, I Travel
Location
Hallownest
Pronouns
She/Her
Partners
  1. sylveon
  2. absol-mega
  3. silvally-psychic
  4. ninetales-phantump
  5. cosmog
  6. gallade-phantump
  7. ceruledge-phantump
"Nice one. I get that. The meta in Galar is completely mental: you get little prodigies spewing outta every private school in the country year on year with purpose-built teams. That's not me. I got a herdier rescue from a shelter, a gogoat on loan from a friend, and a yamask that just won't stop following me around, trying to shave my face. It's a weird team, but I guess I'd probably do alright if I just coughed up a couple grand to get a ticket to Alola, huh?"
Gladion bit back a laugh. Holy shit she actually calls it a meta. I thought what they said about Galar was an exaggeration.

“Sounds reasonable to me. We’ve got a bit of a similar problem, though. The system’s overloaded to shit, so you need your own money to make it function. Except we don’t have tons of kids with that kind of money taking it, they’re still a minority. Your team would do fine, though, most people don’t even have three for their first island.”

Once Laura whistled, he realized her partner wasn’t in their ball, and looked to the skies to spot them. He hadn’t noticed anything weird in the sky before.
 

Panoramic_Vacuum

Hoenn around
Partners
  1. aggron
  2. lairon
“Outta the way! I need to save this ship!” Zack tried to run up on the Aggron’s back towards his head. Once there, he jumped off, with a flap of his wings in midair as he spun in his double jump before diving down with a stretched talon towards Enora. “Your minion won’t stand a chance, monster!”
Aggron grumbled an annoyed sound as someone did something stupid. In one motion he moved and snatched the angry Pidgey up by the scruff and held him aloft so he couldn't cause any more trouble.

Odette could hear that this guy wasn't trying to make matters worse, but she was not one to blindly take orders from any stranger. "Look, I get it, you're valid," she said, "but why are you aiming this at me? I've been trying to leave for the past ten--"
"Ah, my apologies for that. I figured I'd let Aggron handle the other side--"

Odile suddenly looped in front of her, pushing Odette back and stomping up to Steven as her form became shrouded in dancing shadows. Who the absolute FUCK did this guy think he was? Interrupting that battle like that? Was NOBODY going to give her what she wanted? Was every good thing going to get interrupted by some goody-two-shoes trying to keep shit in order? It was SO. BORING.
Her eyes blazed with that natural violence that was so deeply ingrained into her as she jabbed an accusing finger toward Steven.

"̴̟̦̽̌͐A̷̝͑̋́̓͝N̴̛̰̮̤̐̚D̵͙͕̝͌̚ ̸̤̮̘͗͛̈́Ḭ̵̚͜'̵̖̹̾͘D̷͈̹͙͊̆̕͝ ̵̥̤͉́̈͜A̸̦͊͐͗̃͘ͅP̸͉̮͊P̸̩͍̽̏Ř̴͔̙́̏̈́E̶̹͈̟̬͍̋̾C̵̼͔̒̌̚I̴̝̙͋̉̉̈́A̷̗̞̚T̶͇͓͋̌͋͐̉͜ͅẺ̴͖͔̾ ̸̨̆͊Í̴͕̈́̇̇̋Ṫ̴̛̥͎̠̭̟͘ ̵̧̖͍͕̳̌͒̈́̐I̶̳̓F̴̳̖̰̭̘͒̓̅͋ ̶̬̰͎̭̆̈͒Y̴̛̫͐͐͒̐͜O̵̗̟̪̻̝̿̓̍͝U̵͙͊ ̵̙̟̟̲̐͛́̚͝B̶͇̮̺̼̣͗̐͐Á̶̡͇͕͐C̸̞̹̤̝͆͜K̴̻̤̺̘͛Ȩ̴̼̜̄̌D̴̜̱̦̊̏̾ ̶̠̆̐̉̀T̷͚̆̐͆͑H̶̒͊̒ͅE̵̫͑ ̵̖̥̲̥͗̊F̵͎͙͂̀Ú̷̘̰̀͝C̸̦̟̈̐K̷̨͇̼̯̟͐͌̿̓͠ ̶̫͖̑O̴̲̠̥̺͋F̴̜̈̓̋͆̚F̸̞͖̯̜͋͝ ̶̮͚͍̗͝Ą̸̣̂̈̽̔͠ͅN̷̮̤̟̊͌D̸̗͈̥͖͊̈́ ̷̛͕̙̣͔̀͋̈͌͜L̴̡͇̺̈́͒̂̏Ẽ̷̫̬̘̩ͅT̵͙̈ ̸͂́̽ͅM̴̻͎̺͇͑̉̄͛̅Ÿ̴͖́̊̈͝ ̸̠̪̝̑͝͝V̸̘͇̅̃́͠E̷͇̖͔̦̯̾́́S̸̖̞͖̗̉͂̃̓̒͜S̶̤̟͆͒̕Ę̸͇̒L̸͙̯̟̘̈́͌͜͠ ̵̳͚̣̲͑̎D̶̡̝͖̻͊Ǒ̷̡͔̟̯̣͛̎͌ ̶̼̈̽ͅH̸̰̘̹̭͎̐̿̅̍͝E̶̹̹̓Ṟ̷̘̤̪̯̇̿̌̈́ ̴̹͌̈́T̶̙̊̇͋͝H̵̖͎̦͗̍̿͂Ï̷̥̜̻̻̈́̅N̶̟̔̃͑̊G̵̤̜̃͋̎.̷̖̣̙̥̲̀͛ ̵̛̙͕͑͜U̷̹͙̔̇͗̈́Ņ̶̛̬̦L̴͔̪̮̊͊̽̌Ė̸̡̡̦̬̲̈́̆S̷̢̙̱͓̐͝Ŝ̶̻̠̞̎̇ ̶̩̺̎̌̃̏Ȳ̴̧͚̣̲͕͑͝O̶̻̬̟̝͍̐̿̔͝͠U̶̳̒̎͊̚ ̸̡̧̣͕̂̏͛̚ͅẂ̵̼͈̇̀A̵̠̎̂́N̵̢̮̠̄͗̕T̴̢̲͈͍͕̐̌͒̍̎ ̴̼̰̩́̈̚M̷̞͖̦̱͚̃̚E̴̲̜̎͌͝ ̴̹͐ͅȚ̴̠͇̭̪̆͋̚͝Ȏ̵͚̤̝͖͎̇̓̀ ̸̜͒̇̇͝S̴̺͙̜͓̓́̏͝Ṯ̸̍̒͘A̸̳̪̯̽́R̵̭͉͈̘̬̔̓T̴̹̄̕ ̵͎̤̈̂Ĝ̷̨͚̫̚̚N̴̢̢̰͈͊A̶̼͆W̷̭̳̳͙̘̿Ì̵̫͋N̶͓̞̻̩͈̓̀́Ģ̷̳́̓͊̚ ̴̪̼̈́̔͑Ö̸̻̖̼́̄̋̚N̶̫̬̖̣̎̒̋̑ ̸̳͚͐̎́̆Ÿ̸̝̠̩̟͓́̇Ȯ̴͓́̀̿̕Ȗ̸͔͇̖̥R̴̹̯͆̑ ̷̙͙̀̄̍T̷̙͉͚̫̮̈Ö̶̞̘̮̭́́̆̆̿Ȩ̶̣͒̌̇S̶̹͒̕͝ ̷̦̬̜̒̑͑̒T̶̞͇̱̋͋͑̈́̈́Ǒ̵̬͝Ó̵͓̈́?̶͇̣̤̓ ̷̠̦̺̟͊Ȉ̴̼͖̯͎̳̈̔̈̍ ̴̡̜̩̜̤̾̈͘Ċ̴̟̺̗͚̏̍̓͜Ȃ̴͈̣̻̙̀͒N̴̥̹͕̮̎͠ͅ ̴̡̯̈̑͑͆͜Ŏ̴̧̬̄̀B̶̟̲̠́͒̄̽͜L̴͕̬͈̓̅̈́I̵̲̫͗̔̓̽̑G̸̦̗̹͗̿͆̕E̵̲̩͑,̴̧̫̦͝͝ͅ ̷̢̟̫̼̈̇̔̑͐H̵̯͉͉̓̂̓Ă̸̧̡͚̹͓P̴̢̧͙͖̄̉͝P̴̨͎͙͈͐͋ͅĮ̵̟̖̩̖̈́̋͐̐͘L̶̨͇͇̼̲̅̿̊Ỵ̷̭͚͌͘.̷͔͉̽̕
Steven recoiled as the shadowy figure closed in. She was screeching and hissing something about wanting to battle that seemed rather at odds to what the other trainer--

Wait. There were two of them. This was not the trainer he had been talking to before. And this one had some kind of vile presence that made Steven's skin crawl. His gaze darted back and forth between the two women, trying to make sense of what just happened.

"What on earth...?"

Aggron heard the alarm in his trainer's voice and rounded on the shadow creature with a snarl, Pidgey still dangling in his grasp.
 

IFBench

Rescue Team Member
Location
Pokemon Paradise
Partners
  1. chikorita-saltriv
  2. bench-gen
  3. charmander
  4. snivy
  5. treecko
  6. tropius
  7. arctozolt
  8. wartortle
  9. zorua
Out of the corner of Gen's vision, he spotted someone running into a room. A bit of familiarity rushed through the Oshawott's mind, and his trembling slowed slightly. Wallace. Someone he knew. He'd be able to help, and help him find Coleane again, right? Right?

Gen took a glance at the two angry people running in his direction, and made his decision. He stood up, and waddled away as fast as he can towards the room his friend had entered. "W-Wallace?" he asked, gripping onto his reunion cape.
 

Hanafuda

Novice Ornithologist
Pronouns
He/Him
Partners
  1. rowlet
  2. koraidon-apex
“Let go, you dumb rock!” Zack shouted as he punched, kicked and flailed around, trying to break free from the Aggron’s grasp. “You don’t know what you’re doing! You’re gonna get us killed if you don’t let me beat that beast!”

Seb sighed in relief, but his nervousness didn’t stop. There was a chance that Zack would get away, considering his small size. He didn’t get a clear picture of the Trainer that was with Aggron, but now that he came closer, he was able to identify the fancy suit and faded-cyan hair. “Oh, it has to be a dream. Steven Stone!? Champion of Hoenn!?”
 

Sinderella

Angy Tumbleweed
Staff
Location
In Guzma's Closet
Pronouns
She/Her
Partners
  1. sylveon-shiny
  2. gothitelle
  3. froslass
  4. chandelure
  5. mimikyu
The Pidgey saw that Odile got away from Odette. As he landed, he changed course and ran towards the doppelgänger. “You! Your fight is with me!” He swept his wings forward and fired a small gust of wind. “Face the wind!”
Odile Scary 1.PNG
Odile kept her eyes locked on Steven as the Pidgey shot wind at her. She merely arched over and let the small whirlwind fly across her back. She would have said something, but the Aggron apparently had it covered.

Wait. There were two of them. This was not the trainer he had been talking to before. And this one had some kind of vile presence that made Steven's skin crawl. His gaze darted back and forth between the two women, trying to make sense of what just happened.

"What on earth...?"

Aggron heard the alarm in his trainer's voice and rounded on the shadow creature with a snarl, Pidgey still dangling in his grasp.

However, she did enjoy the fear that started to waft off of this Clovis-lookalike. A stark change from the one back home, who barely blinked anymore. It was official--this was Clovis 2.0. Better, updated Clovis.

"̵S̴h̸o̷c̷k̷e̶d̶?̴ ̴Y̸e̷a̸h̷.̷ ̵W̵h̸y̸ ̶d̷o̶n̸'̷t̴ ̷w̵e̴ ̴t̷a̸k̶e̸ ̸a̴ ̴t̷r̶i̴p̶ ̸d̷o̷w̵n̸ ̴t̷h̵e̵ ̵w̶a̵t̶e̴r̸s̷l̵i̵d̸e̶,̸ ̷a̵n̶d̴ ̸I̸'̵l̸l̶ ̷R̶E̶A̷L̶L̴Y̷ ̶s̶h̷o̴w̴ ̴y̶o̵u̵ ̶a̵ ̵g̶o̷o̷d̵ ̵t̴i̴m̸e̸.̵"̵

As the Aggron faced her, she didn't hesitate to snarl at it. "̵D̷o̷n̸'̶t̵ ̵l̴o̷o̶k̴ ̵a̵t̵ ̸m̴e̶ ̷l̵i̸k̶e̸ ̶t̴h̵a̸t̶,̷ ̸I̸'̵l̵l̶ ̶g̴r̸i̸n̶d̸ ̴y̶o̸u̵r̸ ̶f̶a̷t̶ ̴a̴s̴s̴ ̵i̵n̶t̴o̸ ̶g̵r̵a̷v̴e̶l̴ ̷f̸o̵r̶ ̶m̶y̷ ̷Z̵e̴n̴ ̶g̸a̵r̴d̴e̴n̷.̵ ̵I̸ ̷d̷o̶n̵'̴t̴ ̴h̶a̸v̷e̷ ̶a̷ ̶Z̸e̷n̵ ̵g̵a̴r̵d̷e̶n̸,̸ ̴b̶u̷t̶ ̵I̸'̴d̷ ̸m̴a̸k̷e̸ ̶o̴n̶e̸ ̴o̷u̶t̷ ̸o̵f̷ ̴y̸o̵u̴ ̶j̸u̴s̴t̸ ̶f̸o̴r̵ ̴t̶h̵e̸ ̶f̵u̴c̸k̵ ̸o̸f̵ ̴i̶t̵.̴"̴
Odette Pissed.PNG
Odette grabbed hold of Odile's hand and made way for the entrance to the bar as fast as her tipsy legs could manage. "We're done here. Fuck all of this," she said. "Have a fantastic day. Enora, lets go."

She was done. This was too damn much. All this time she thought this was going to be a nice trip to showcase her affinity in a nicer environment, but she was merely back to square one. Back to being the mere vessel for Pokemon Satan. Back to people being terrified of her. She could see it on that guys face. This was no different.

Odile Scary 1.PNG
"̷B̴u̸t̶ ̷I̶'̷m̸ ̵n̵o̷t̴-̸-̵"̵

Odette Pissed.PNG
"YES. YOU ARE."

Enora Angry Frown.PNG

Enora sent an angry look toward Zack. "Stay away from us. That's your only warning."

As she trudged by him, she sent a more sympathetic look toward Steven, before breaking into a sprint and rushing out behind the the angry duo.
 

IFBench

Rescue Team Member
Location
Pokemon Paradise
Partners
  1. chikorita-saltriv
  2. bench-gen
  3. charmander
  4. snivy
  5. treecko
  6. tropius
  7. arctozolt
  8. wartortle
  9. zorua
"To losing yourself in the multiverse."

Here he was, failing and failing again, over and over. Just like he before became a Champion, just like those days. Oh joy. If this was the mission of the sick and twisted god that had put him on this boat, they were winning.

...Two Wallaces, huh? What would His Steven say to that? What was this Wallace like? Did he knew anything about Contests that Wallace didn't? Those kinds of questions raised his spirits just a bit...


...but then they immediately dropped when he heard a familiar voice, a familiar voice that could recognize him, see him in such a vulnerable state. He tried to look just a little bit sober.

"Gen?"

"W-Wallace? Are...are you o-ok?" Gen asked, waddling closer to his friend. "There was a lot o-of scary stuff happening outside, and I saw you run in here, a-and—"

His eyes widened, as the scent of alcohol hit him. His mind rushed to memories associated with that scent, of dreary days in the Goldenrod Game Corner...

CW Workplace Abuse said:
"YOU CHEATED ME!" a rowdy gambler yelled, reeking of alcohol.

"I-I didn't do anything!" I protested, backing away, gripping onto my necklace. "P-please stop, I'm scared!"

"You're scared? I'LL GIVE YOU SOMETHING TO BE SCARED ABOUT!" the gambler yelled, pulling back his fist for a punch—

No no no nononono he didn't want to be hurt again please don't hurt him again please don't hurt him again—

Gen began to hyperventilate, gripping onto his reunion cape.
 

Hanafuda

Novice Ornithologist
Pronouns
He/Him
Partners
  1. rowlet
  2. koraidon-apex
Zack was beginning to tire out, his flailing becoming slower. “I will… stop you. I have to save everyone. If I don’t, no one else will…”

“Thanks for the help,” Seb said to Steven and his Aggron with a wave. “It’s been an honor having been with you.” He approached the Pidgey, waiting for him to calm down completely. “Zack, as much as it’s gonna pain me, I’m gonna have to put you into the Ball. I wanted you to fly free on this cruise, but…” He sighed in defeat. “Sorry.”

“No… Just let me do it. I can…” Zack stopped moving and closed his eyes, sleep overtaking him. He was absorbed into his Poké Ball.

“Your time will come, Zack,” Jack muttered with a grimace.

“Come on, Jack. Let’s see if we can relax with a chat around here.” Seb began moving towards the railing, surveying the deck for any people who were free to talk. Jack followed closely behind him.
 

IFBench

Rescue Team Member
Location
Pokemon Paradise
Partners
  1. chikorita-saltriv
  2. bench-gen
  3. charmander
  4. snivy
  5. treecko
  6. tropius
  7. arctozolt
  8. wartortle
  9. zorua
Wallace's words broke Gen out of his panic, at least a little bit. This was Wallace. Wallace was a friend. Wallace wouldn't hurt him, even if...he's drunk.

And...Wallace said he wasn't ok. He...he needed to help his friend.

Gen hesitated, then waddled over towards Wallace, and hugged his leg, tears welling up in his eyes. "I'm s-scared..." he said.
 

Negrek

The One Star
Staff
Nate had honestly been ready to leave without even getting a damn drink. It had looked like things were settling down with Prim and the woman who definitely wasn't a kid (what had the Wallace guy called her? Odette, or something?), but then "Wallace" had fallen down and had some kind of fit, and these weird half-bird people were suddenly all over the place yelling, and there was a pokémon battle or something going on at the far end of the bar?

Nate couldn't really believe that there was a famous gym leader right here, randomly, at this bar--they probably had some kind of stage show or something, this being a cruise and all, and that guy was an impersonator. Sure. That made sense. And even though the bird-pokémon-whatevers made his stomach lurch whenever he looked at them, but they were too small and anyway there were two, they couldn't be that guy, it was fine. But still, you know what? No drink was worth this. What he needed to do was go find his cabin and lie facedown in the fucking dark and quiet for a few hours until this stupid boat ride was over. Had gotten up to do just that, in fact, when lights popped overhead and several bottles behind the bar shattered.

Nate threw up his hands to shield himself from flying glass, and then somehow things got even fucking weirder when some chick--some, something--like Odette's evil twin appeared out of fucking nowhere and started crowing about the waterslide in a voice like radio static. And then it was an actual battle, and another fucking interpreter showed up--of Steven fucking Stone? (That aggron seemed plenty real, though.) And some nutcase was shouting about killing people, and that was it, even a quiet retreat was clearly not in the cards. The bartender was distracted as hell, and Nate leaned over and grabbed the first bottle he could reach from behind the bar. At least he wouldn't be totally defenseless if someone decided to come at him next, and if he ever managed to make it to his damn cabin he could down this and try to forget this shit ever happened.

It looked like things were finally breaking up around the aggron and the fucking demon or whatever the fuck that was, but the psycho goth guy was apparently not taking "no" for an answer. Nate hesitated, gripping the neck of the bottle tight. Not his problem and not like he had a great chance against a guy with two pokémon, and why the hell had he told Mightyena to go off and enjoy herself, goddamn?

Maybe because he hadn't expected the boat to a supposed fucking friendship festival to erupt in violence, that's why. Nate gritted his teeth and took after the guys with the long coats; not like he could really stand around when some guy was actually attacking a dude with his pokémon. If he could come up on the guy when he wasn't expecting it, maybe he could at least knock him down for a bit, give that other espeon the chance to put a hold on him before he fucking shanked somebody.

It seemed that a misunderstanding had occured. Misunderstandings must be corrected. Especially this one, which made his tendrils quiver somewhat. Bouba hastened to explain: "I am not a fish. I am a Jellicent. Jellicent are far superior to fish. I will also clarify that I am not the Apostate Somnolescent Jellicent. I am Fifth Sub-Delegate to the Apostate Somnolescent Jellicent. Very different! I am still a Jellicent, however."

Bouba did not know what a mightyena was, but she did not appear very mighty to him. He decided she was not a threat. As for the not-so-distant commotion he could hear with what passed for a jellicent's auditory organs, it was also likely not a threat. He judged it unworthy of his energy. For now.
Okay, so he was a jellicent, then. That sounded more like the name for a pokémon. Mightyena was about to ask what a fifth sub-delegate was when the sounds of battle reached her ears, which swiveled to give her a better read on the situation. That sounded like a big battle. Multiple yells, humans and pokémon, with more voices joining in even as she listened.

What were the chances Nate was involved with that somehow? He said he was going to stay out of trouble, but... Oh, she never should have let him out of her sight.

"Sorry," Mightyena said. "I really have to go. I think my trainer is--" Not two meters away a charizard rose up with a roar, taking a defensive stance between her, the jellicent, and a couple of humans and pokémon nearby and cutting her off from whatever was going on on the far side of the pool. "It was nice meeting you! Talk later!"

Without waiting for an answer she turned and vanished into her own shadow.
 

HelloYellow17

Gym Leader
Pronouns
She/Her
Partners
  1. suicune
  2. umbreon
  3. mew
  4. lycanroc-wes
  5. leafeon-rui
"Oh, no you don't!" Wes shouted as the other man ran away.

He quickly looked around to see where Nico had vanished to, and saw his Espeon in the far corner of the room, dazed.

"Come on, both of you, we're not letting this bastard get away!"

Wes and his partners gave chase to the fleeing man.
Gods, what was this guy’s deal? Wes managed to skirt around the pool and made it to the far end of it before turning and snarling at his pursuer. “What do you WANT from me? I haven’t done a damn thing to you!”

..well, other than choosing to sic Novo on him, but that was beside the point.

Novo leapt in front of Wes and arched his back, his markings pulsing with anger. He faced down their assailants with a fierce yowl.

Wes shuffled backward, attempting to put more space between him and this—this—angry scarecrow, but the smattering of pool chairs kept hindering his movement. Dammit, why did this creep have to fixate on him, of all people? And why was nobody else trying to intervene?

Oh, gods, this
is a trap, he thought in a panic. Of course Cipher wouldn’t have to disguise their assassin if the whole boat is full of Cipher members. Shit. Why did I come here, why did I bring Neo and Novo, we’re going to die here and it’s all my fault.

The memory of a pair of angry, tearful blue eyes suddenly popped into his head. Wes’ breath hitched, and his chest ached as though he had already been stabbed by the other man’s knife.

It’s always my fault.


Neo lashed his tail and glanced this way and that. The only viable exit was currently being blocked by…a commotion of sorts. Was that a…Shadow human?

No, no. He needed to focus. Now was not the time. He needed to think, needed to find backup for them—there!

He spotted the Espeon he had seen earlier, standing protectively near a woman who had to be her trainer. Neo sprinted across the deck, slipping under and around pool chairs of varying sizes, until he skidded to a halt directly in front of the pair and yowled.

Please help my trainer!
 

IFBench

Rescue Team Member
Location
Pokemon Paradise
Partners
  1. chikorita-saltriv
  2. bench-gen
  3. charmander
  4. snivy
  5. treecko
  6. tropius
  7. arctozolt
  8. wartortle
  9. zorua
Gen squeaked as he was hugged back, and a tiny smile appeared on his face.

He'd made a lot of friends throughout his adventures. Saltriv, Burhalla, Lillie, Violet, Wallace, Lee, Jesse, Kappa, Leilani, Coleane, and so many more.

Maybe...

"...at least w-we have each other. I...I th-think things will be ok. I've...m-made it through worse," Gen said, hugging his friend tightly.

Maybe things would be ok. Maybe he'd make it back home, and become human again.

He really hoped so.
 
Last edited:

AbraPunk

Cosmic Guardian
Location
The Circle
Pronouns
he/him
Partners
  1. luxio
“What do you WANT from me? I haven’t done a damn thing to you!”

Wes laughed in a disturbingly hyena-like manner, spinning his knife around his fingers. "Don't play coy with me! You've been sent by Cipher, and now it's my job to make sure you don't get out of here alive!"

Novo leapt in front of Wes and arched his back, his markings pulsing with anger. He faced down their assailants with a fierce yowl.

Wes glanced down at the opposing Umbreon, faltering slightly. If things really got bad, and his own partners were unable to do anything... he wouldn't be able to harm the Umbreon, regardless of whether they were trying to kill him. He'd never forgive himself if he dared harm a 'mon.
 

Negrek

The One Star
Staff
Wes glanced down at the opposing Umbreon, faltering slightly. If things really got bad, and his own partners were unable to do anything... he wouldn't be able to harm the Umbreon, regardless of whether they were trying to kill him. He'd never forgive himself if he dared harm a 'mon.
There was certainly no way Nate was winning any races these days, and it was frankly a miracle that he was able to keep the coat-wearing pair in sight. Thankfully the tall one decided to take a bit of time to stand around and gloat and play with his knife instead of going for the throat. Idiot. He had nearly closed the distance now, nearly, nearly...

There was a moment of hesitation over something, Nate couldn't see what, but that seemed like as good an opportunity as he was going to get. Trying to wheeze as quietly as possible, Nate stepped up behind the taller guy and swung the bottle at his head.
 

AbraPunk

Cosmic Guardian
Location
The Circle
Pronouns
he/him
Partners
  1. luxio
Trying to wheeze as quietly as possible, Nate stepped up behind the taller guy and swung the bottle at his head.

Wes instantly crumpled to the floor, unconscious. The knife dropped from his hand, and it seemed his goggles had slipped off when he fell.

--

Nico yowled in shock, and whirled upon the newcomer.

Son of a bitch!

He, along with Merian, lunged at the guy.
 

unrepentantAuthor

A cat that writes stories.
Location
UK
Pronouns
they/she
Partners
  1. purrloin-salem
  2. sneasel-dusk
  3. luz-companion
  4. brisa-companion
  5. meowth-laura
  6. delphox-jesse
  7. mewtwo
  8. zeraora
Gladion bit back a laugh. Holy shit she actually calls it a meta. I thought what they said about Galar was an exaggeration.

“Sounds reasonable to me. We’ve got a bit of a similar problem, though. The system’s overloaded to shit, so you need your own money to make it function. Except we don’t have tons of kids with that kind of money taking it, they’re still a minority. Your team would do fine, though, most people don’t even have three for their first island.”

Once Laura whistled, he realized her partner wasn’t in their ball, and looked to the skies to spot them. He hadn’t noticed anything weird in the sky before.

Malachai didn't seem so huge from a distance, with nothing beside him for scale. It was when he just kept getting bigger as he loomed closer than it started to sink in just how dangerous he might be. He was big enough to ride. Big enough to total a vehicle. Big enough to snap up a human being in his jaws.

When he landed, the air from his wings sent waves rippling through the pool.

"Hey, Mal."

<What do you need of me, girl?>

In most respects, he resembled a typical continental noivern, but for his dark scales and silver fur that seemed to mimic the night sky itself. More subtly, his craggy face was more expressive than one might expect.

"Thought I'd introduce you to my new friends, Gladion and Hazel. We could challenge them, don't you think?"

Malachai leaned close and sniffed at his master's companions.

<Good day, Gladion and Hazel. I am Malachai.>
 
Status
Not open for further replies.
Top Bottom