Post-October Event Log

[nyom]

Who: Everyone
Where: Throughout Mango City
When: October 29 to November 2
What: Use this time to check on your CR, help people out, or do whatever. Everyone can make their own top-levels and you don't have to use the provided prompts. Wildcard it if you want. Have fun!

The nightmare is finally over and the aftermath sinks in. Wherever you are, news will eventually spread that the pokemon stopped their rampaging status, looking confused and some horrified by what had happened around them. Mari's Steelixes are finally off their guard duty, people are crying out of various emotions and people who are physically well enough flood out of the shelters in an attempt to search for their loved ones out there, whether they be people or pokemon. Some are reunited, some are not. Either way, people are in this together, comforting others over their losses and rebuilding the city. There's been quite a lot of destruction apart from the Pokemon Center and the hospital, after all. Some buildings are missing a roof, holes on the side wall, doors knocked down... some are unfortunate to have been entirely blasted away by an extremely strong rampaging pokemon's hyper beam (thanks, random Hydreigon).

After most people calm from their initial high emotions, the reconstruction starts. Of course, they also contact the people from Toran who helped with reconstruction efforts. Looks like the handymen will never rest...

The Pokemon Center is looking for additional manpower, getting pokeballs here to there, labeling whose pokemon are whose in things looking like incubators for those in queue of getting healed, and managing supplies. They are extremely short-staffed right now, so they will be looking for any help possible. Though, if you cause too much trouble than helping, you may be politely asked to leave or to help somewhere else. They don't have time for this. During the nights, the Pokemon Center may be crowded. After all, many people just lost their homes. They got nowhere to go.

The hospital is similar, in which they are also short-staffed. They're looking for disaster volunteers, and especially pokemon with healing capabilities to lessen the load on doctors and nurses who need to care for the more gravely wounded. With more help, the hospital will no longer seem as chaotic as before, but more along the lines of an orderly busy time. It helps that the people are no longer stuck inside due to the ongoings of the events outside, so the hospital is emptier than before, compared to when it was jam packed. The mental health department is also using Drowzees and Munnas to give people good dreams and eating nightmares without repercussions so that they can have a good night's rest. Not all wounds are physical, after all.

With the local Mart's help and other establishments, some people band together to supply people with food and drinks in a very open area in the park. Take a breather and eat something. If you look like you're running yourself ragged, one of the townspeople will drag you to eat and drink a proper meal. They don't need another patient in the hospital right now.

Remember that boba shop? Or those restaurants that you had the delicious meat from? Their damages vary from a broken window to being absolutely trashed. Pokemon and people alike are helping with moving the debris and cleaning up the mess. Someone piped up about recycling broken glass to make brand new windows with fire pokemon and proper glass making methods, so please don't throw them away!

The Radio Tower and the cemetery tower? They're both closed off to the public right now with yellow police caution tapes all around them. Your friendly policemen who all look the same advise nearby people to stay away from the two buildings at the moment. Please don't cause trouble or ask them questions... they're tired as it is like everyone else and they're not allowed to say anything for now, if ever. Your energy is better used elsewhere.

Comments

[299z]

[It's only seconds before Hythlodaeus speaks that Yoichi senses his presence. Then the voice is too far overhead, and when he turns all he can think at first is "what's with the masks?" because he has already encountered Hien. Secondly, it's "this man is very tall", so tall that it's weird enough for him to be momentarily distracted from the eyesore that is the Snorlax.]

What?

[There was a question somewhere, he thinks.]

[weenwoon]

[Hythlo smiles and points at the magazine.]

The publication. I thought these creatures mere companions, but I suppose 'tis not too surprising, given their levels of sentience...

[299z]

[The image is back in Yoichi's brain now. He realizes he's still holding the magazine and shoves it back on the rack like it burned him.]

This... That's normal... here?

['Companions' has two connotations, and maybe Pokemon are in both categories.]

[weenwoon]

[Fortunately, Hythlo only shrugs.]

I cannot say for certain. I do not believe one could call it 'normal', but some evidence does suggest some people form... ah, different bonds with their Pokemon.

[299z]

[Alright. This is disturbing information, but he can work with it.]

Do these-

[He chokes a little trying to get the next words out, but he does.]

-different bonds have more favourable outcomes in competitions?

[Tell him he doesn't have to sleep with Pokemon to get to the top.]

i feel like we will both be going to hell for this thread, unironically

[weenwoon]

[Hythlo actually looks startled. Look, he's a monsterfucker, and it's none of his business what consenting adults and adult Pokemon do together, but there are things even he doesn't want to think about!!!

He reaches out to pat Yoichi's head instead.]

You are much too young to think about such things, little one.

:flame emoji:

[299z]

[The headpatting is seen as condescension, and it takes a lot for Yoichi not to just grab Hythlo's hand and wrench it away. But they're in a store, and he isn't quite accustomed to things around here and what may or may not happen in the event there's an altercation not involving Pokemon. Instead, he grits his teeth and attempts to look less annoyed than he is.]

That's a 'yes', isn't it?

[weenwoon]

[Hythlo sighs and shakes his head.]

That is "I would rather not dwell on such things". You would be better off asking someone of this world, should you have the inclination to truly find out... But this might not be the best time. The incident left many scars behind, after all.

[299z]

[He at least has enough decorum at the moment not to ask about this sort of thing in the midst of crisis recovery, but he files the non-answer away for later. It may come up if he progresses too slowly.]

This probably isn't the time to ask any questions at all.

[He sounds a little lost, though, because he doesn't know what exactly happened with the Pokemon rampages, or why, or how he got here in the first place.]

[weenwoon]

[Hythlo folds his hands into the sleeves of his robe.]

Indeed... the residents are shaken still. But are you a traveller like us? I am no expert, but I may be able to offer some insight into aught that might concern you. 'Tis a little over a moon since I have arrived here.

[299z]

Us? How many are there?

[He supposes he should have expected it wasn't just him, and that if it wasn't, there would be more than two as well.]

I got here last week. I woke up in the ocean.

[weenwoon]

[Hythlo pauses, trying to count everyone in his head. Him, Hien, Rhel and Joscelaint, Toki, Akira...]

About two dozen people, mayhaps. I have not met everyone, but we all rather stand out from the local folk. I daresay you would easily recognize some of us.

[He smiles.]

I was somewhat luckier than you. I woke up by the ocean... But if I recall correctly, that was the same for most of us. None know why.

[299z]

[Yoichi nods, thinking back on who he's met so far. Hien is likely also from this group, but others? Maybe. Some of the locals look strange to Yoichi too, considering Trainer fashion and hairstyles.]

So no one knows what's going on, really?

[weenwoon]

[Well... He did speak with Nanami and Rhel a bit.]

Not entirely. But it appears we have all been summoned here, somehow. Lady Rhel, another traveller, told me that we seem to have been tasked with... curing this land, in a way. On the island we were on earlier, there was an endless curtain of rain... though I arrived much too late to know what caused it or how it was lifted. Here...

[He trails off and looks away. Some things haunt him still, despite the slow return to normal life.]

...Forgive me. I... was caught in it... A signal from the radio tower caused Pokemon to rampage one night.

[His voice is rather obviously distanced on purpose, like he's trying not to remember something too painful.]

[299z]

[A storm of some sort would explain the whirlpools and choppy water he was caught in on arrival. There are at least two islands, and people coming at different intervals. Yoichi doesn't get to ask the specifics of what curing the land means, because Hythlodaeus continues, looking distracted at best. Something got to him. Yoichi doesn't know what to do with this kind of thing, so his words are more of a bland objective sympathizing, tacked on.]

That's when I got to the city, when they were rampaging. It must have been an ordeal.

[A radio tower explains the noise and how it was suddenly shut off.]

[weenwoon]

[Hythlo simply nods. It's unclear whether he noticed Yoichi's awkwardness - he just seems lost in thought, and it's not like the mask gives much emotion away.]

I am glad to see you survived. Many did not.

[299z]

No...

[A lot of them didn't. Yoichi was witness to one death himself, and now the people he passed while running, that he'd thought to be unconscious, he wonders if maybe they were dead too.]

It seems almost surreal.

[It's hitting him now that the woman was dead, actually dead. The first dead body he'd ever seen. It was like watching a horror film, but it actually happened, didn't it?]

Excuse me.

[He pushes past Hythlodaeus suddenly; he needs to find someplace to throw up.]

[weenwoon]

[There's always the good old fashioned narrow alley behind the Pokemart itself - looking for the guest restroom would probably take too much time. Hythlo follows him out worriedly, but... well, the reason becomes obvious soon enough. Hythlo hovers at the edge of the alley awkwardly, outlined against the light like a very concerned sleep paralysis demon.]

...Would you like some water?

cw: emeto

[299z]

[The alley is really the best place, and as he kneels by the building, it looks like Yoichi isn't the first one to have utilized that spot today for the same reason. Gross. He's barely eaten in the last... over two weeks now. There's nothing to come up, and it's just dry heaves and bile. Yoichi hadn't expected the strange man to follow him outside, and he's a bit startled. He stands up and wipes his mouth on his sleeve.]

Yes, thank you.

[His own supply of water is just Corphish spit and flavour mix; the thought of which nearly starts another urge to vomit.]

[weenwoon]

[For once, Hythlo is not interested in being a showoff, so he takes out a bottle from his kind of weird-looking shoulder bag instead of creating one out of thin air, and holds it out to Yoichi.]

Here you go. And... I am sorry. You are much too young to have witnessed such things.

[299z]

[He takes the water gratefully, and it tastes much better than Lemon-Lime Corphish Water(!).]

I'm seventeen.

[It's a half-hearted protest of not being a child - it's not like he's ten. Yet here he is throwing up in an alley days after seeing a dead body.]

[weenwoon]

[Perhaps unexpectedly, Hythlo only looks sad at that.]

... Ah. Your kind live such short lives, too.

[This is definitely not space alien talk.]

[299z]

[What the fuck?]

Are... what?

[Alright. Pokemon are real. Yoichi sort of assumed everyone was a human, though. What else is there, aliens? He is from a very, very normal world.]

You're not human?

[weenwoon]

[...Well, Hythlo supposed he can't really blame the boy. Out of everyone he's met so far, he seems very... unremarkable, perhaps.]

Not in the way you mean, I believe. Of course, until I arrived here I did not know there are... different kinds of humans, shall we say. I am informed that to others from my world my race are the 'Ancients'.

[299z]

I've never heard of Ancients as a race of humans.

[Ancient cultures, yes, but even then, Yoichi does not know much. This is a lot to accept and adjust to at once.]

The others who arrived, they're not all from the same place either? Different worlds?

[This is like an isekai manga merged with a Pokemon game, and it is beyond what he can fully comprehend in any logical way.]