[Thomas is going through a routine that has become embarassingly habitual -- Wake up, buy coffee, go to park, read strategy book, try to figure out what the devil the book means by special defense...
He is currently on Step 3: Go to Park when chaos descends on sleepy Accumula. His backpack on his back, coffee in one hand, and his book in the other, he steps out of the Pokemon Center and freezes suddenly.] The bloody hell is this...?
[Two strange things that look like they are made of clay are spinning rapidly in the street. Thomas stares at them, slightly nervous. They are Pokemon? Maybe? Local townspeople are starting to get anxious -- more of the clay things begin appearing on the street. Quite slowly, a Sigilyph floats down, turning its surreal, unearthly body until it faces Thomas. In a fleeting, terrifying moment, it seems to recognize him. Thomas steps back in alarm, towards the door of the Pokemon Center he had just exited, but suddenly he shouts, drops his coffee and book and puts his hands to his ears. A horrible noise has invaded his mind, seeming excruciating loud but with no source he can identify. The Sigilyph's eyes glow brightly: Psywave.]
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He is currently on Step 3: Go to Park when chaos descends on sleepy Accumula. His backpack on his back, coffee in one hand, and his book in the other, he steps out of the Pokemon Center and freezes suddenly.] The bloody hell is this...?
[Two strange things that look like they are made of clay are spinning rapidly in the street. Thomas stares at them, slightly nervous. They are Pokemon? Maybe? Local townspeople are starting to get anxious -- more of the clay things begin appearing on the street. Quite slowly, a Sigilyph floats down, turning its surreal, unearthly body until it faces Thomas. In a fleeting, terrifying moment, it seems to recognize him. Thomas steps back in alarm, towards the door of the Pokemon Center he had just exited, but suddenly he shouts, drops his coffee and book and puts his hands to his ears. A horrible noise has invaded his mind, seeming excruciating loud but with no source he can identify. The Sigilyph's eyes glow brightly: Psywave.]