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[ It's fairly in the morning, and N has awoken to a rather startling discovery:

He has breasts, and new... everything, really.

When the Xtransceiver begins to record, he's sitting upright in a bed, trembling hands hovering uncertainly over his chest. Beside him sits Nugget-- Paprika's Darumaka. ]

It feels strange. Heavy... [ He makes a clawing motion with his fingers-- fingers that aren't his-- and grasps at his red pigtails. ] But this is much lighter. [ He moves his hands again to his chest, glancing apprehensively at Darumaka. ] Would it hurt, do you think...? [ Experimentally, he cups one breast, then both. His knits his brow. ] Hmm. [ Nugget pats at his arms with her hands and chatters something to him, leading him to stop his movements. ]

... You're right. I should-- [ He looks aside, into the camera, and pales. ] Ah-- You-- Please, cease your anti--

[ The video ends abruptly. ]

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[ A few minutes later, N makes his way to where he recalls his own room being, in search of the owner of the body he's currently possessing with Nugget and a babbling Manaphy following after him. He finds the door and knocks on it several times, panicked. He crosses his arms over his chest and stands with his legs awkwardly apart as he calls for his teammate. ]

Paprika... Paprika? I-- need to speak with you. Now.

the_nth_power

[After being in Nacrene for a few days, N has already won his gym badge in an apparently offscreen battle. So he should be feeling pretty good about himself right about now, right?

Well... Apparently, he isn't, judging by the uncharacteristic anger that shows in his expression as he glares at his Xtransceiver. He's sitting on a bench nearby a cafe, and he's holding a certain crown in one hand.]

I can't imagine how any of you came by this artifact, nor how you thought to give it to me, but I can see no other explanation for its appearance. [He pauses and averts his eyes. There's definitely an odd pain in his expression.

He brandishes the bulky crown with effort; it's apparently pretty heavy.] Is this someone's attempt at a joke? Do you intend to make a fool of me? I demand that you tell me where you found it...! [Apparently, he's trying to interrogate the whole network about this.

He shuts off his broadcast there and turns his gaze to the crown. Holding it in both hands, he stares disgustedly at his distorted reflection in it.]

the_nth_power

[Team Socially Awkward has apparently officially made it to Nacrene City, after a few minor setbacks. While the team is regrouping, N seems to have split off from the others yet again, busy... being a Disney princess.

No, seriously. He's probably the most feral-looking princess ever, but it's a pretty fitting description otherwise.

The video is an aerial view of N at the edge of the city just before the entrance to Pinwheel Forest, lying across the abandoned train tracks. He's discarded his shirt (again? ~~stop trying to be Taylor Lautner, scarboy~~) on account of being covered in mud (in what looks like the result of a lot of rolling around in the surrounding puddles of water) and... a pile of Tympoles. The Water-types have curled up around him, shaking idly and watching N with expectant eyes. A Tropius sits nearby, working on a pile of fruit someone has set out for it.]

Hmm. [N smiles and hums out a note for a time. A moment later, all of the Tympoles tremble excitedly and repeat the note in their own voices. N laughs, looking happier and more at peace than he has in a while. To add to that, there is a bit of an odd ethereal glow around him; further inspection of it through the Xtransceiver shows that it seems to be a sort of sparkling dust.] Good! Very nice. [One of the Tympoles hops onto his chest and starts babbling away to him.] ... Hm? Oh, of course not! I assure you, you are just as--

[The Pokemon holding the Xtransceiver giggles, and N's gaze snaps upward. He sits upright, holding the Tympole in his arms.] Ah-- Where did you find that? Please be careful with it, friend. [The Pokemon just laughs again and descends back to N, dropping the Xtransceiver back in his hands. Now that N is controlling the screen again, the Pokemon can be seen hovering behind him: a wild Togetic. N shakes some of the sparkles out of his hair and Togetic promptly sets to attempting to braid it, ignoring the drying mud.

N smiles at the Xtransceiver.] Hello. [He pauses, realizing he doesn't have much he could say to explain this video post. After a moment he decides:] My friends and I are in Nacrene City now. I suppose that means we should be preparing for the gym match. But it seems there is a bit of a setback-- There are many Flying-types here, in the process of completing their migratory pattern. I am making sure they are unharmed. [Yeah, totally all business here, yup. He frowns briefly.] It worries me a little that they are traveling so late, but they seem in good health and spirits! As always, I ask that you not be alarmed, and I advise that you treat them with utmost respect and kindness as they pass through.

[The Togetic chirps and lifts a few locks of N's hair that its succeeded in braiding. N chuckles.] They will return the favor, it seems! [The Togetic flutters off elsewhere, showering N with more of the glowing substance from its wings.]

the_nth_power

[N is not having a good day. Aside from initial horrible disorientation, getting lost a few times and gaining a few bruises along the way, he's also apparently decided that he despises clothing more than anything else at the moment. He's situated in a patch of grass on Route 3, just outside Wellspring Cave, trying to literally tear off the turtleneck that he usually wears. He has it pulled halfway over his head with one leg caught awkwardly in it as well, trying to claw through the black material with his fingers and toes. He gives inhuman growls and whines to voice his frustration.

There's a gaggle of Pokemon around him as well-- his Zoroark, Linoone, Darmanitan, Servine, Klink, and Minun-- all showing different amounts of confusion at their trainer's state. This is why Minun picks up N's discarded Xtransceiver and starts to record, hoping to get the attention of someone else that might know what's going on.

N's struggling continues for a moment longer before he somehow manages to tear through enough of the turtleneck to show his face, and... that's when it becomes apparent that something's not quite right with N today. He blinks confusedly at the screen for a moment before his face contorts with rage. He narrows his eyes and bares his teeth in a snarl. There's also somewhat alarming smears of red (which may or may not be blood, it's hard to tell) on his face, strategically placed like war paint over his eyes and on the corners of his mouth in what looks like an imitation of a Zoroark's facial markings. That combined with the snarl make him look rather vicious, though he's still... got himself hopelessly trapped in a turtleneck. He tries to lash out at the Xtransceiver, but fails when Minun sidesteps out of the way.]

(( OoC: WELP UH this is N from a weird AU i thought up a while back... He was abandoned at a young age in a forest somewhere and was raised by forest animals. Now, he tries to act as a sort of forest guardian even though he's honestly pretty crappy at it haha. Has a bias against humans and is mute, but depending on how things go, he might speak using ~*magic forest telepathy*~. Think of him as Mowgli from The Jungle Book meets Aisling from The Secret of Kells. ))

the_nth_power

[It's been a few days since he woke up from the Dream World, but this evening is N's first time leaving the Pokemon Center. His Pokemon, having been let out of their Pokeballs before the escapade, have had no problem keeping themselves entertained and fit... save for one.

N wanders out into Striaton City's garden, Growlithe and Zoroark in tow, and a particular Pokeball held carefully in both his hands. He's arrived late in the day-- a while after sundown-- in the hopes of the garden containing less people. Hesitantly, he opens the Pokeball, releasing a Serperior. She twists this way and that, coils, and shoots a threatening hiss in N's direction. He backs away slightly, holding his hands up.]

Just me. You know I don't mean you any harm, friend. I'm only regretful you were locked away the whole time... Please forgive me.

[The Serperior glares at him for a moment longer before seemingly growing bored of him and slithering off elsewhere, exploring the garden. N leans against a nearby bench as he watches the Pokemon. Well, she didn't attack him. That's a good sign.]

I believe this is the calmest I've seen you, Serperior. Are you alright? [Serperior looks back up and slithers suddenly in his direction. She stops dangerously close, narrowed red eyes inches away from N's. Zoroark growls warningly, but N silences her with a quick motion of his hand. He raises his other toward Serperior's head.]

I'm sorry-- I can't hear you... [He smiles apologetically.] Can you understand me? [The snake just stares. N is about to lay his hand on her head, until she abruptly pulls away and gives a distinct battle cry. N expects there to be a wild Pokemon on the path, but instead it's... a person. One that Serperior is heading toward at a rather aggressive-looking slither.]

Ah--! Serperior, stop!

((OoC: Don't let your snake out after sundown, guys! But yeah, this is the shadow Serperior that N "liberated" from Miror B. a while back-- one he's afraid to let out without supervision because she has some violent tendencies and is difficult for him to read.
She's heading your character's direction, so... react as you will!))

the_nth_power

[This dream starts with a light-- a dim one that illuminates a long hallway. Black marble floors lead along walls adorned with banners of a certain crest. The hallway ends at a door, from beneath which a brighter electric light emanates.

Should you choose to open it or not, it seems to ease open automatically, revealing what lies inside. It's a child's room by all appearances, decorated with bright colors, with all sorts of toys strewn about. In the center sits N, idly pushing a toy train along a track and watching emotionlessly as it takes off on its own, moving along the track before returning to him. There are four Pokemon crowded around him-- a Zorua, a Darmanitan, and two Woobats-- all of which watch the train with some level of curiosity...

At least, until they realize someone has opened the door. The Zorua snarls in warning, and the other Pokemon quickly back off, fleeing as far away from the door as they can get. N himself looks up, startled--

And he's suddenly gone. In his place sits a much smaller young boy with the same pale green hair, and the same void cube hanging from a chain around his neck. He looks intrigued at first, his expression a fearful sort of hopeful.]

Fa-- Ghetsis--? [But that doesn't look like Ghetsis walking into his room. He hurriedly gets to his feet and backs away, ready to bolt... even if it's apparent he doesn't have many places here to run to. The boy clutches the toy train in his hands and watches with wide, wary eyes.]

((OoC: What am I doing skdjflsdjfkds.... Even if this is just a dream, N has regressed back into a child state. He's old enough here that he should be able to talk, but due to his lack of interaction with other humans, his speech is limited. Any comments will be replied to by

lowercaseking ! ;u;))

naotoshirogane

[Here, have what appears to be a sharply dressed young man. He looks directly at the camera with an air of detached professionalism.]

Greetings, N. I am detective Naoto Shirogane. An acquaintance has informed me that you may have information regarding the condition of the worlds newcomers to this region have come from. I am here to confirm the validity of this claim.

[Nope, this isn't weird or sudden at all.]

the_nth_power

[After his little public meltdown, a certain green-haired trainer has apparently tried to gain back some confidence. He's worked up the courage to come back to Striaton, and... can in fact be found right in the spot where Team Plasma's stage used to be. He's sitting cross-legged on the ground, having a little chat with a few passing Munna and their Musharna leader. His other Pokemon are out and chatting amongst the Psychic-types as well, save for his Ditto, which is lying in his lap in its Reshiram form, preoccupied by gnawing on something thin and shiny.

Could it be...? Yes, it's the ~~Kururu-approved~~ Trio Badge!!

Soon, he decides to set up his Xtransceiver for a video message. N continues on speaking to the dream Pokemon for a moment, peppering his human speech with occasional odd squeaking sounds-- apparently the Pokemon's own language. As he looks down to alter his Xtransceiver's settings accordingly, he realizes the tiny Reshiram's antics.]

Ah-- Careful, friend. [It nips playfully at his fingers as he tries to take the badge away. Can't have Ditto choking on the thing! Even if N isn't entirely sure a Ditto can even choke at all... Once he reclaims the badge, he addresses the Xtransceiver somewhat shyly.]

... Hello. [He displays the badge.] I have won the Trio Badge. The triplets were stronger than I recall them being. [They had different Pokemon too. Still, he obviously prevailed-- though it was probably just because his team was relatively overpowered.] But my friends were stronger. [The Minun on his shoulder gives an enthusiastic cheer before returning to its mission of climbing N's head.] I can offer advice about facing them, if anyone wishes for it. I can also offer friendly battles to those in Striaton that want to train in preparation. [His team, subject to frequent change, is currently composed of his lowest-leveled Pokemon in case someone takes him up on the offer. Though battles are of course not always his cup of tea, he can't pass up an opportunity to test other trainers.

He nods to the screen, and returns his attention to the Munna and Musharna. He pats the larger Pokemon's head.] These Pokemon aren't meant to be in the city. They tell me a strange sound drove them out of the Dreamyard. A few of the Pokemon with me heard it as well. [He scowls.] I don't know what's happening... But do take care not to disturb them too much during their time here, understand? [The Musharna makes an affirmative sound-- a sort of low, squealing tone. N nods again, then cuts the feed.]

Current Mood: pensive

the-nth-power.livejournal.com

[N is having a bad day. Well, he's been having a bad week, really.

When his Xtransceiver crackles to life, there is none of the usual video recordings he makes-- just audio... And said audio is, at first, just a cacophony of Pokemon voices: growling, chattering, chiming, and-- loudest-- barking. They seem to be a empathic to their trainer's discontent, which is apparent when he begins speaking.]

Dragonite? Thomas? Are you there? [Months in Unova or not, he's still not entirely sure how to use all the Xtransceiver's functions. He sounds tentative, and his voice is a bit gruff.]

... I need to talk to you both. As soon as possible. If either of you are in Nimbasa City already, find me. [He debates adding more to explain himself, but decides against it by cutting the feed. For all he knows, Miror B. has some way of hacking into his Xtransceiver. This is all frustrating; he doesn't like not having a plan, nor does he like turning to the pair for help. But he doesn't have much choice.

He waits outside Nimbasa's Musical Theater, watching trainers walk in and out of the doors, and occasionally glancing at the amusement park's ferris wheel, just barely visible from his people-watching spot. His Pokemon continue to squabble. Apparently, his Snivy, Nidorino, and Absol are debating over which of them is the strongest, while Darumaka and Zoroark try in vain to calm them. Meanwhile, Growlithe is just shouting about the magnificent bed he's made out of N's clothing. N rubs at his temples.]

I... have to think.

Current Mood: aggravated
Current Location: Nimbasa City

the-nth-power.livejournal.com

[It's fairly late in the evening when N decides to make a broadcast. In a shift from previous messages, he's looking rather chipper, beaming at the screen. He's sitting in the center of a bed (one of those provided to travelers by the Pokemon Center), legs folded. An egg with a dark purple shell sits in his lap, wrapped up in a sort of makeshift nest formed by some of N's clothes.]

Look. [The Xtransceiver is adjusted to better show the egg in his lap. There is a patient silence from N, until the egg makes the smallest movement-- a slight twitch. N's face lights up with wonder.] There! It moved! Did you see?

[The swell of pride in his expression is almost akin to a doting parent's.] It's amazing, really, that there's a Pokemon inside this. I hope I'm caring for it correctly... [All the Pokemon N ever cared for were full-grown; this is his first experience watching over an unhatched one.] Linoone and I have been keeping it warm and watching over it. Oh! And I can hear the Pokemon inside it sometimes too! When it moves. That's good, right?

[And here he's supposed to be the expert of Unova. He pauses as the aforementioned Linoone steps onscreen, with... what appear to be several DVDs in its mouth.]
Ah. Right. Paprika, I found a video store nearby! I... wasn't sure which genres to look for, so I had Linoone pick out some. [Yeah, fool proof plan there, N.] Is that okay? I think he got you a zombie movie. [He picks out one of the DVDs and scrutinizes it.] ... But I do not approve of the portrayal of the Pokemon on the cover. It is... unsettling. [A movie with zombie humans and zombie Pokemon! Linoone hit the jackpot.]

((OoC: Moving Team Socially Awkward Failboat to Striaton, if that's alright with everybody! If it's not and I'm moving too fast or something, please let me know!))

Current Mood: giddy
Current Location: Striaton City

the-nth-power.livejournal.com

(( OoC: I know there are still lots of threads going in the event post, so consider this forward-dated to the end of it-- a day or two after the chaos died down and all the attacking Pokemon fled. Keep the other threads going by all means, or ignore this post until they're finished-- I just wanted to get this out. :'D ))

[It's midday, and N has retreated from the recovering crowd to a spot at the edge of Accumula Town, near the gate to Route 2. He is sitting cross-legged in the dirt, by what appears to be a small makeshift grave-- a flat rock placed upright in the dirt amongst a wreath of bright-colored flowers. His Xtransceiver has been seemingly abandoned and forgotten in the dirt, and records N and his Pokemon from an odd angle.

While Zorua and Zigzagoon wrestle playfully with each other in the grass, N is tending to his new friend-- the same Sigilyph that dive-bombed him and caused the now bandaged wound at his scalp. He holds his void cube in both hands, and begins to quickly rotate the sides, leaving the green and gold squares in disarray.
He then holds it out toward the Sigilyph, and the cube is promptly lifted out of his hands by a psychic power. A moment passes, and the sides begin to rotate again in midair, manipulated by the Sigilyph. N gives a slight smile and sits back, observing the Pokemon's progress as it attempts to return the squares to their original alignment.

There is a long pause, before he asks quietly:] Do you believe there is an afterlife? [The Sigilyph's third eye blinks, and the rotations stop for a moment. Soon enough, it continues, and N glances expectantly down at the Xtransceiver. Welp, looks like he did know it was on. And he's apparently been doing some thinking, addressing his question to the masses. He tries again:] That one may live again when they die.

[He lets the question sit for a moment, and suddenly shifts the subject, averting his eyes from the Xtransceiver:] I would like to leave as soon as possible. There is much more to be seen. Paprika, Dragonite, Thomas-- [He pauses awkwardly. Did that mean Sandra would come along as well? He isn't sure. He continues.] Whenever you are all prepared, we shall leave. [Yet another awkward pause.] Is that alright?

Current Mood: contemplative
Current Location: Accumula Town

the-nth-power.livejournal.com

( TL;DR in which N arrives in Nuvema and... feels things. )

[N starts the video with a stern gaze into the screen, expression steeled-- all business. The facade comes naturally after years of practice. A Shinx slinks back and forth on his shoulders as he clears his throat and begins to speak. His words are clear and certain, but startlingly fast. He doesn't seem to notice it; apparently, he talks at this quick pace all the time.]

I suppose you all have Xtransceivers, correct? So that means the majority of you will be able to hear me. I advise that you listen, and listen well.

My name is N, and I am a... resident of this region. Unova was once my home, and most of you are only visitors here. I am only aware of a small fraction of the unimaginable worlds you hail from, but you are here now, and you must be aware of how best to treat it and your new companions.

It seems that most of you have left the Entralink, correct? So you are either here, in Nuvema Town, or in Nimbasa City. Either way, be wary of wild Pokemon. They tend to hide in the tall grass, and can be territorial and aggressive. Many are liable to attack you. You must be prepared to face them, and protect yourself and your own Pokemon from them. I'm sure you will learn this quickly enough.

Time is an ever-present force, and it would be wise to also prepare for weather changes, seasonal courses... [Speaking of which, he doesn't look fazed by the winter cold at all, even if his clothes look pretty thin...] Stock up on supplies when you can. I believe Pokemarts will be very helpful to you on your journeys.

Most important-- above all else-- treat your Pokemon with kindness and respect. If you dare to hurt or mistreat them in any way... you shall not be forgiven. Those of you that I have met seem trustworthy enough to do that, but I cannot speak for the rest of you. I can hear their voices, you see-- understand their speech. However, even if you cannot... I'm sure there is a way you can get a gist of their needs, even without understanding every word they say.

[Abruptly, his expression softens. He looks almost forlorn.] If any of you have inquiries, do not hesitate to contact me. No question is too trivial. I am aware that this change in scenery is... startling to most of you, but do not fear. Tread with courage and compassion in your heart, and you will find this world has... many things to offer you, even if your time here is temporary. [He manages a smile.]

... The best of luck to you on whatever goals you choose to aim for. [He pauses for a moment.]

And Dragonite, if you can hear this too... You said you wanted me to teach you what I know... So, perhaps you'd like to come along with me? If you wish to do so, I will be waiting in Nuvema for you. Feel free to take your time, however. I am... not in any rush.

[With that, he cuts the feed.]

((OoC: N dons his exposition cap! THIS IS HOW HE SAYS HELLO, APPARENTLY. This can count as both a character and world intro, I guess. Ask any questions that have your character confused, or just say hi, what have you. Feel free to either respond to N's video or catch him meandering about Nuvema, internally angsting.

Also sorry 'bout dat TL;DR I tend to do that with inner monologue whoops slkdfjkljsd feel free to skip it.))

Current Mood: restless
Current Location: Nuvema Town

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