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[The feed opens up to the cafe part of the Striaton gym, and anyone who looks is going to find Kirino there and sitting at a table, with a worn-out Swablu on his lap and a battered Mightyena at his feet. His Milotic is nearby, sitting in a tight coil, with Kirino's Shuppet floating about her head. Both look unscathed. Kirino's smiling as he tends to the cotton bird Pokémon on his lap.

Lying near the Xtransceiver's camera is a badge case, opened to reveal the trio badge. There's a comfortable silence hanging over the trainer and his Pokémon... if anyone cares to interrupt.]


netting_nettles: (That's awesome I'm so happy for you yay!)
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[This particular video feed is awfully shaky. All the same, it's not hard to recognize the interior of Striaton City's gym. A Mawile, looking rather battleworn and weary, is squaring off against an equally battered Panpour.]

Come on, Reize! Bite, again!

[The camera's angle fumbles about, and there's a flash of green-ish blue hair and Kariya's anxious face before it's back to the two combatants -- now with Reize's back jaws locked around the Water-Type. There's a harsh clamp down, and...the little simian goes limp.]

Alright! We got him!

[...and, just as soon as that (sort of surprised!) cheer comes off, the video cuts to black.

When it returns, a fair stretch later, things have moved over to the café portion of the gym. All five of Kariya's Pokémon are crowding around one of the tables, mostly patched up but still tired from their brawl. Their trainer looks just too pleased with himself. He's over the moon. He's got his badge case sitting out and open, and his arms tossed around the neck of a newly-grown Liepard. Ceres, still getting used to life as Furret, is getting into the spirit too, curled up around his trunk.]


Hey, hey. Everyone smile...!

[And he tries to aim the transceiver to get a good shot of all of them. Even if Pluton's the only one putting real effort into a smile, with a big ":D" marked across his back.]
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[Yes, Dustin was relaxing in the Pokemon Center with his three Pokemon as well as holding a strange egg. He wasn't paying much attention to the camera, rather he was looking at a small humanoid Grass/Poison type with red and blue roses for hands.]

Dude, Marah! You're looking stronger day after day. All of you are.

Hey uh, everyone out there? I kind of gotten lost in the Dreamyard and then somehow it took me a while to get back. Oh! I'm in Striaton City now, so if anyone is closeby I would be happy to for a practice battle against anyone.
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 Some people would wonder how he was working through the gym fight 'mute'. Or at least without opening his mouth.

He'd managed however.

A snap entered the air in the final moments of battle- on the side, Golett held the camera, having switched out after bringing a handy defeat to Chili's Darumaka. Now, however, it was Audino's turn, and singed as he was the pokemon grinned.

"Hehehehhe... ALRIGHT!" the Audino roared. "LETS GOOOOOO!!!"

Another snap- and a point forward and the signal was given- 

"POUUUUUND!"

On solid thump later and Pansear was flying across the room, and after a quick check over to make sure the blow hadn't done anything too serious the prize was given.

"You did great!" Chili congratulated, grinning wildly. "Didn't know what to think when I was told my opponent was mute, but I'm impressed! You deserve this badge!!" he continued, laughing as Otogi picked up the badge in question. "And from what the news was going on about, it looks like you'll be able to warp to here or to Accumula from the Entralink if you want now!"

The trainer nodded, and Chili continued.

"Hey- good luck with the rest pal!"

Another nod- Thanks! written clearly on the chalkboard- and the three in his 'team' walk out.

"Whooo~ Piece of cake! Lets get going to the next one..!!!"

"...Take it slow..."

"I'm fine! I'm fine- ASGHHHHH-"

"...You're burnt..."


And once they're out of earshot, Otogi joins in the conversation. "Aha... Lets get to a pokemon center okay..?"

"Grnnnn..."
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Naoto walked out of the Striaton City gym with his Kirlia and Mightyena trailing behind. He seemed satisfied, perhaps because he had just won himself his first badge.

He had been told by the police that he would need to prove himself as a trainer before he could assist with the investigation of the events surrounding the Entralink. It was an odd stipulation, but being the workaholic that he was, Naoto had quickly applied himself to training hard with his Pokemon.

"It may be time consuming, but progress is being made." The Kirlia nodded solemnly, while the Mightyena merely yawned and began scratching herself with her foot.

((A bit late thanks to school picking up pace, but we can all just pretend this was posted a few days earlier >_>))
[personal profile] stillshinigami
He's sitting in the Striaton City gardens on a bench, flipping through a magazine he bartered for. It was news, information on Pokemon and pokemon training. He didn't know anything other than the fact that he now owned and cared for this little fangy monster he had practically named after himself. Shini.

The gligar lay curled up next to him on the bench, a his new trainer read through the material snoozing with his tongue hanging out. No shame in this one, none what so ever. And that was just fine. Not really much for being a pet though, from Duo's point of view this one was his fixing to be his partner in crime. Get themselves into trouble so far as Shini could figure. He snorted a bemused laugh at the thought of this creature being an enabler.

Ready to leave, he tapped the creature on it's side and stood up. "C'mon Shini." No pokeball. Not yet. Let's just get acclimated to this place for a while.
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[Right before most people would be heading to bed, those who check their video feeds see an indication of a broadcast/message. A dark silhouette appears on the screen. A face veiled by a full mask with pointed ears and stitches outlining the eyes. Inside her mind, she was nervous. Not being skilled with words, she had gone over what she had wanted to say in her mind, and thought back to her lessons... but she could not hesitate any longer. Without so much as moving, a voice behind the mask speaks.]

This is Batgirl. I know what I am about to say may put my search; as well as my future actions at risk. However... it has become clear to me that even with training, I know little of this world. I should not... take action on my own. So I speak to you all today to share information, as well as my help if anyone else is pursuing the same goals.

[She suddenly shifts out of frame to reveal a simple building's rooftop, where a Sableye was repeatedly striking at a Natu as it attempted to flutter out of the way. Batgirl then turns the camera back to her masked face.]

Since I arrived here, I have been training against the wild Pokemon in the area; as well as teaching the two in my care to the best of my abilities. While my own skills may be useful... it is clear that Pokemon are key in this world.

As many of you are aware, there was a group a while ago. A man with a partial mask, he spoke of liberation; but I believe their may be something beneath what he said. There was a Pokemon creature there, it had what seemed to be blades not only on its head, but also two protruding from its stomach area. It was humanoid enough that I could read it's actions; even though it looked still.

It was not the pose of a simple peaceful guard.

I have more observations. But for now I will simply ask anyone with more information about this group to please contact me. And for those like me from other worlds; I would advise caution if you encounter this group.

[And then, without any sort of formal closing, the turns off the feed. She stares up at the moon from her vantage point on the strange blue roof of the building she was using as the base of her very limited operations. She had discovered the strange building nearby was called a "Pokemon Center" and would heal her Pokemon without cost if they became fatigued, and were open all night so she could avoid suspicion. The building she was 'living on' also seemed to be a restaurant of some kind, and as such, leftover food was easy to come by, and even left out, presumably for some nearby Pokemon, at night. For now though, she waits for communications from others, hopefully communication which would lead to information she could use.]
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 [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!))

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There's a weight on his chest and something wet touching his face. Shizuo's eyes quickly snap open, only to find his Growlithe in the middle of another lick as his Petilil sits nearby observing. The Growlithe barks excitedly and jumps to the floor, tail wagging as his trainer sits up.

"Ugh... What the hell was that?" Shizuo grumbles, glancing blearily around. He had just had the craziest sequence of dreams. And now for some reason he's in a Pokemon Center. It doesn't seem like he's alone in just waking up, either.
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Stocking and Hilda had a successful run-through of the Striaton Gym and the place had even decided to help them throw a party for it for free!

Stocking naturally ordered every desert they had.

"Oh man this is great~ You should try some Hilds~" Stocking exclaimed, practically in heaven.

"Ah, it's so refreshing to hear people that love our food," Cilan chuckled, serving Hilda whatever she ordered.

"Mmm~ This is spectacular~" Stocking moaned, having just taken a bite of a specially made Red Velvet Cake.
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Despite the swarm of Munna and other pokemon that had arisen, Yuuma seemed to be taking everything in stride. Kuribolt had to be searched for of course- the zorua had run off for some reason during the speech that was on earlier, but that wasn't the point any more. Kuribolt was found and happy enough for some reason, and Astral confirmed it (though he was very curious as to how a human could understand the language.). And thanks to the constant swarms of pokemon around, training was something difficult to avoid.

As it was- standing before the Gym building now is Yuuma, a wide and determined smile on his face as his pokemon stare toward it. "Alright..! This time, I guarantee we'll win..! We'll show them our 'Kattobingu'..! We're going to bring it to 'm..! Ready..!?"

This time, there's a small chorus of 'cheers' from the others. Kuribolt's barking, Muzumuzu's happy 'wiiiiiiiikiki'...

Achacha merely chirped, of course. This was no time for 'cheers'..!

Still- it was with confidence and four pokemon in tow that he stepped inside to make the challenge again. 'Welcome,' the waitress at the front greeted. Perhaps it was the crowd of pokemon with him, or the simple fact that it was his second time there, but the next words were not quite the same as the last time. 'Here to take the challenge..?'

He nodded. "I am!"

"And who will you be fighting..?"

"All three leaders..!"

There was a short span of silence following that- but the waitress soon responded with a smile. "Very well then," she said after a few moments. "Come just this way..."

[[ooc - The battle is long- it's going under the cut...!]]
Click for the Gym Battle! )
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 [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.]
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Takashi was walking along, trying to find out new information about this new world.  He was too shy to ask anyone for information, so it was just him and Meowth for the time being.  Something up ahead caught his attention - it looked like a pink blob floating in midair. His blood ran cold - so far he hadn't seen any spirits in this world, but it was probably just a matter of time. He slowly approached it, getting ready to run if something happened. The blob turned abruptly and faced him, blinking its large red eyes. "Munna?" It had the "look" of a Pokemon to it, so Takashi relaxed a little.

"A floating Pokemon? I didn't know they could do that.." He glanced over at his Meowth, who seemed like a pretty typical cat so far.  Who knew what he was hiding though?  He turned his attention back to the Munna and reached out to pat it.  Suddenly, it let out a loud cry and the bushes around him startled rustling. A sea of pink flooded his vision as an entire herd of the Pokemon burst out of the bushes and swarmed around him, clinging to him. He screamed and pushed them off, then turned tail and ran with the blobs hot in pursuit. "Help!"
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[Dear Princess Celestia, today I have learned that I suck at writing battles, and I don't feel like it because my internet has died three times today already. So that's why you're getting this picture summary.
Your... um, person-thing, Kururu.

PS: I am not one of your students. Please stop charging me. :p


So, yeah. This is basically how Grimsley went in his gym battle. Kibi-approved win!]




[But now he's recording, as he shows his badge. But then, he's interupted before he can speak.]



Hey, you!


...Yes, Chili?

[Grimsley turned to Chili, yes I am using a portrait for this chatting and stuff. He was holding out the HM. Note that the video is being held by a third party - namely, Scrafty.]



Yeah, so... I kinda forgot to give you this HM. I guess I was too fired up from losing. Er, whoops.


It's fine - I thought that I'd get a TM, though. Heh, guess they're giving you guys more of a budget.


But, you know - it's not often we see mono-type teams! Are you that big of a fan of the Elite Four?


...The Elite Four. They are strong - are you saying one of them uses dark-types?


Yeah, and he's pretty cool! His name's Grimsley, and sometimes--


Wait. That's my name!


Really?

[Silence. Except for Mini the Deino crawling up to Grimsley and licking at him. Why all the silence? Because shared names are really, really rare in this world. And Grimsley himself has been doubting what time he's in - first, the Dreamyard being all blown up, and now this...]



...Hm. I... I need to go. Come on, team.

[Why? Grimsley wants more information, but he finds this gym leader annoying - and he's a bit overwhelmed, too. Him, in the Elite Four? It couldn't be. He was to follow his parents into getting and making elite Pokemon for others, right?

Right?

Scrafty does stay recording Chili, who looks both upset and angry at being left hanging, before following.


He's walking to the Striaton Garden, to both think and beat up some Basculin with his team. No rest for them, even though he did win a gym battle. He's also got both Zorua and a newcomer Clefable following, one looking for trolling chances, the other curious like a lost puppy and looking for a master. Talk to him? He's still got the feed running, plus a lot of people are around Striaton...]
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It's another day in Striaton City - all seems normal.

Except for one bitty little thing.

Near the garden, in a quite central location, it seems that a whole stage was constructed. Perhaps something is happening? (Yes, yes it is.) There's also flyers... a speech is happening at noon.

So, now it's noon. Hopefully, there's a nice crowd around - though, to a few of our characters, there's something familiar about this. Not to any of the NPCs, though. There's some weirdoes in knight-like clothes... yes, Team Plasma has appeared!

After a few moments, suddenly, a man appears! Well, he walks onto the stage. With a clear, loud voice - he started to speak.
"My name is Ghetsis. I am here representing Team Plasma. Today, ladies and gentlemen, I would like to talk to you about Pokémon liberation."
The NPCs in the crowd started to speak - and perhaps you player characters, too? I don't even know. I don't control them.
One of them spoke up, curiously. "What is that?"
"I'm sure most of you believe that we humans and Pokémon are partners that have come to live together because we want and need each other. However... Is that really the truth? Have you ever considered that perhaps we humans... only assume that this is the truth?" that man continued, as he paced, speaking so strongly. So convinced. A few more of the NPCs spoke between each other, a little nervous.
"Pokémon are subject to the selfish commands of Trainers... They get pushed around when they are our 'partners' at work... Can anyone say with confidence that there is no truth in what I'm saying?"
More murmuring. A few people nodded a little, some turned to their Pokemon to ask them if they were okay with them. Ghetsis paused for a while, to allow his words to set in - perhaps, now, if you were to look - you'd notice a Bisharp watching the crowd. Secretly, it's his - to protect him, see. Team Plasma, you see, has been watching the network. They know there may be people after them - and so they have protection.
"Now, ladies and gentlemen, Pokémon are different from humans. They are living beings that contain unknown potential. They are living beings from whom we humans have much to learn. Tell me, what is our responsibility toward these wonderful beings called Pokémon?"
And then, one of them spoke up. "Is it... liberation?"
"That's right! We must liberate the Pokémon! Then, and only then, will humans and Pokémon truly be equals. Everyone, I end my words here today by imploring you to consider the relationship between people and Pokémon... and the correct way to proceed.
We sincerely appreciate your attention."
And, with that, they started to pack up. Within a few moments, they're gone, leaving only the stage behind. It'll be gone soon, hopefully.

As is the crowd - it's disperced as well, people chatting among themselves over what happened. Of course, you could try and follow the men who were on the stage, or that one who was speaking... but, that Bisharp still seems to be watching. It could... no, would be dangerous.

((Yeah, this is the event post, feel free to mingle and junk around this. I'm glad almost everybody was in the same location, it made my job a lot easier! Some OOC info will be coming soon about both the rest of this event and next month's event, which is connected to this one - there will be Munna swarms, starting tomorrow. But, for now, event junk.

(: ))

[Action]

Oct. 16th, 2011 11:52 pm
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"OM NOM NOM NOM! Nyuck nyuck nyuck, these free eats are the best!" Laughed Jabberjaw, stuffing an entire hoagie into his mouth, his sharp teeth and strong jaws tearing through it like it was made of tissue paper. He was in a sub-shop in Striaton city, and having a blast.

It was about that time that a particularly brave cashier approached him. "Uh... mister fish-dude? You gotta, like, pay for those, or something please don't eat me. "

Jabberjaw's eyes sank into his head as he heard that dreadful word. Pay. Did he have any money? He didn't have any pockets, let alone any cash. Thinking about what had been given to him, he didn't recall being one of the things. So really, Jabberjaw was left with one option: 

Dine and dash. 

The shark hastily threw another sandwich into his trap, and shouted, "WWAAAWWR UMMA SHAWK!" Not nearly as impressive with his mouth full as he had hoped, the silly shark swallowed his mouthful, grabbed the underside of the table, and flipped it. The sudden, unexpected motion (unsurprisingly) startled the teenage cashier, and Jabberjaw use this as an opportunity to escape. He ran through the door, hit his head on the top of the doorway, and kept running. |

"NYUCK NYUCK NYUCK!" He laughed as he quickly ducked into a building, out of breathe for the most part. "Now THAT, was a close one."
[identity profile] 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!))

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