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pokespe2020-10-21 12:34 am
infiltrationtools) wrote in pokespe2020-10-21 12:34 am
*propane nightmares synth in the BG because I don't want to think of a title*
Who: Akira and YOU
Where: Places around Mango City
When: After October 16, but before the event
What: Various prompts, mostly involving bodyswaps or the return of Raoul! Literally this is just a post-regain pre-Halloween toplevel, that I put on a new entry because the Part 2 log is all spooky and the Part 1 log is fucking huge.
I. EARTH WITHOUT ART…
[On display now, says the poster. Regionally renowned artist Ken Sugimori’s latest exhibit, CHALLENGER!! Celebrating the trials and tribulations of Cassava’s Gym Challenge! Prominently featured on the advertising plastered all over the Mango City Art Museum is Sugimori’s lovingly rendered painting of Gym Leader Mari, standing alone on a mountain peak with her arms spread wide, Skarmory feathers falling all around her.]
[Akira frowns at the poster, and shakes his head. ‘There’s no point,’ he thinks.]
[’Think for a moment,’ someone else thinks. ’How many of the relics in this building were stolen from the desert, I wonder?’]
[‘You’re just bored.’]
[’And so are you.’]
[‘I’d rather just go beat Mari myself.’]
[’Which you haven’t done yet. I would have thought you’d have taken her down by now!’]
[Akira scoffs out loud, well aware of why he hasn’t tried to face Mari yet.]
It’s not happening.
[To any normal observer, he’s having an unusually strong negative reaction to this poster. To anyone with an ability to read minds or see souls, something much stranger is happening — he’s having an internal conversation with another entity, a peculiar and not-quite-human thing named Raoul.]
II. …IS JUST AAAAAAAAAAAAAA
[There is literally no reason for anyone to be at the graveyard this late at night. In a world where ghosts are not only a real thing but also a common phenomenon, basic sense tells you to maybe stay away from anywhere the veil between life and death is weakest.]
[Unless you’re looking for Pokémon. Which Akira is. This time though, he’s not alone! A strange… man? is sitting cross-legged on top of a mausoleum, kicking his spiked stiletto heel uncomfortably widely. This man looks like he’s ten feet tall, because he is, and looks like he has mechanical wings and no face, because he does. He’s also smoking a cigar, in a graveyard, like an asshole.]
’I should like to see what these Pokémon of yours can do. The ones you have right now, they’re… how do I put this? They’re young.’
[Akira pops his head up out of the grass.]
There are more Pokémon here than just mine, obviously. You haven’t met Gyarados.
[They go on like this for a while, Akira abruptly shutting up whenever he hears a noise. Maybe that noise is a Pokémon, maybe it's not.]
III. BAD BODY DOUBLE/WILDCARD
[One of Akira’s bonuses this month is to swap bodies with another person for a week! If you’d like that person to be your character for shenanigans, or you want to do something specific with Akira and/or Raoul and/or the Pokémon, let me know on Plurk at skysplitter or via Discord!]
Where: Places around Mango City
When: After October 16, but before the event
What: Various prompts, mostly involving bodyswaps or the return of Raoul! Literally this is just a post-regain pre-Halloween toplevel, that I put on a new entry because the Part 2 log is all spooky and the Part 1 log is fucking huge.
I. EARTH WITHOUT ART…
[On display now, says the poster. Regionally renowned artist Ken Sugimori’s latest exhibit, CHALLENGER!! Celebrating the trials and tribulations of Cassava’s Gym Challenge! Prominently featured on the advertising plastered all over the Mango City Art Museum is Sugimori’s lovingly rendered painting of Gym Leader Mari, standing alone on a mountain peak with her arms spread wide, Skarmory feathers falling all around her.]
[Akira frowns at the poster, and shakes his head. ‘There’s no point,’ he thinks.]
[’Think for a moment,’ someone else thinks. ’How many of the relics in this building were stolen from the desert, I wonder?’]
[‘You’re just bored.’]
[’And so are you.’]
[‘I’d rather just go beat Mari myself.’]
[’Which you haven’t done yet. I would have thought you’d have taken her down by now!’]
[Akira scoffs out loud, well aware of why he hasn’t tried to face Mari yet.]
It’s not happening.
[To any normal observer, he’s having an unusually strong negative reaction to this poster. To anyone with an ability to read minds or see souls, something much stranger is happening — he’s having an internal conversation with another entity, a peculiar and not-quite-human thing named Raoul.]
II. …IS JUST AAAAAAAAAAAAAA
[There is literally no reason for anyone to be at the graveyard this late at night. In a world where ghosts are not only a real thing but also a common phenomenon, basic sense tells you to maybe stay away from anywhere the veil between life and death is weakest.]
[Unless you’re looking for Pokémon. Which Akira is. This time though, he’s not alone! A strange… man? is sitting cross-legged on top of a mausoleum, kicking his spiked stiletto heel uncomfortably widely. This man looks like he’s ten feet tall, because he is, and looks like he has mechanical wings and no face, because he does. He’s also smoking a cigar, in a graveyard, like an asshole.]
’I should like to see what these Pokémon of yours can do. The ones you have right now, they’re… how do I put this? They’re young.’
[Akira pops his head up out of the grass.]
There are more Pokémon here than just mine, obviously. You haven’t met Gyarados.
[They go on like this for a while, Akira abruptly shutting up whenever he hears a noise. Maybe that noise is a Pokémon, maybe it's not.]
III. BAD BODY DOUBLE/WILDCARD
[One of Akira’s bonuses this month is to swap bodies with another person for a week! If you’d like that person to be your character for shenanigans, or you want to do something specific with Akira and/or Raoul and/or the Pokémon, let me know on Plurk at skysplitter or via Discord!]
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[He sighs, lightly petting Hades's skullmask.]
Hades, master Akira and master d'Avenac are my friends, not Pokemon. Play nice.
[Hades still gives the two a tiny glare, turns away demonstratively, "hmph" written all over his body language, then floats ahead towards the tower. If they're coming along, they might as well make it quick. >:T.]
I do apologize for him. I've no idea what it is that drives him to like or dislike others. He made quick friends with the Pokemon of a man who, on our first meeting, was definitely quite ready to fight me. But let us not tarry overlong! I would not wish to keep you from your beds unduly.
[As he leads the way to the tower, he decides to explain a little more about what they are likely to find inside.]
Is there a particular Pokemon you wish to find, master Akira? I fear I do not know all the names, but... There are those that look akin to candles, Litwick, I believe. One of my friends met one that appears to be a sword. There are quite a few like Hades, and some like Hekata, as well. A Misdreavus, I believe someone called her?
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[Many spirits dislike them! Most of them are contained within living bodies, but they still dislike them!]
Litwick, right. Rhel has one.
[Rather than look at Hades and make the Ghost-type even more uncomfortable, Akira's attention is captured by the tower itself. He's craning his neck backwards to see if he can find the top.]
I was looking for someone who might help with defeating Mari.
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Ah, you know lady Rhel? You should have said so sooner! She is of my world, as well. But... I fear I am not the most knowledgeable person when it comes to these battles. A lot of people among us appear to be more informed, however.
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[Immediately one thing comes to mind, because he knows very little else about Rhel's world.]
Do you have giant killer moths, too?
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[Regular for a people 20ft tall. So... giant killer moths for everyone else, yeah.]
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[Akira doesn't know about the size of the Amaurotines so he assumes they are normal sized moths for humans.]
Rhel apparently thinks moths half the size of people are normal.
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I must admit I am seized by fear each time lady Rhel or master Joscelaint share the facts of their world. First rampant morbols, now half-man height moths... I know not how they even survive.
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[Oh, god.]
There are all sorts of worlds out there. I guess.