Entry tags:
- a3!: itaru chigasaki,
- amatsuki: tokidoki rikugou,
- baten kaitos: sagi,
- black torch: jiro azuma,
- bungou stray dogs: atsushi nakajima,
- danganronpa: chiaki nanami,
- final fantasy: hythlodaeus,
- final fantasy: rhel fashonti,
- gundam: shinn asuka,
- kingdom hearts: naminé,
- kingdom hearts: riku,
- lieat: efina,
- lieat: theobald leonhart,
- obey me!: mammon,
- omniscient reader: dokja kim,
- omniscient reader: joonghyuk yoo,
- omniscient reader: sooyoung han,
- original: bailey morello,
- original: kai,
- persona: akira kurusu,
- persona: goro akechi,
- persona: minato arisato,
- persona: niko,
- persona: souji seta,
- puella magi madoka magica: nagisa momoe,
- tsubasa reservoir chronicle: fai d. flou,
- umineko no naku koro ni: beatrice,
- wilde life: clifford norman,
- yu-gi-oh!: crow hogan
SEPTEMBER INTRO LOG
SEPTEMBER INTRO LOG
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→ 09/01 The Arrival
「 Welcome to the world of POKEMON 」
You wake up with a start. Thunder rolls across the sky, steamrolling the voices and the fog out of your head and replacing them with mottled grey on white— greyer in some spots than others, and if you're one of the unlucky ones, the greyest leaks cold water right down on your face. Drip... drip... drip... the intervals in between getting shorter and shorter until
SPLOOSH!!
The entire ceiling caves in and water and soggy drywall collapses onto your head, and those of several dozen others sharing this very open, very wet room. Rain pours down from overhead through the large hole in the middle of the ceiling, but the perimeter of the room is a little drier: about a dozen cots line the walls, not enough for the number of people here and so most must pick themselves off the ground. Other than a few curtained dividers now scattered across the flooding floor, the room is otherwise bare. White, grey, and very wet.
"Uh..." The only dry people in the room stand in the doorway: a girl who pulls her hood further over her head to keep the water off her face as she steps in to help the person nearest her up, and a boy who hangs back behind her, hesitant, staring at his feet a little guiltily until he looks up and catches somebody's eye, and he too steps forward to help people onto their feet. They introduce themselves as Chiaki Nanami and Minato Arisato, explain that they've arrived here a while ago in the exact same way as everybody here, and show off the purple and grey bands around their right and left ankles respectively, as if that is proof enough. Your unconscious bodies may or may not have been investigated while you were unconscious, but every person here will find some sort of band tattooed around a part of their body, some with a single pattern and some with two, some matching somebody else's and some unique to their own.
For those who want to hang back and ask questions, Nanami and Minato stick around and do their best to answer them, otherwise, you're free to go out in the rain and get soaked and wonder why this is your life.
→ 09/01 The Surroundings
"Ichi help me think of headings. I am so bad at writing headings" - Card
It's actually not that bad, all things considering. Sure, it's raining all day nonstop, but the rain varies between pouring and sprinkling and is weirdly lukewarm, like a shower that doesn't have enough water pressure and can't get hot enough. Strange creatures called Pokemon roam about the town of Toran, many hiding from the rain and liable to attack when people unexpectedly stumble upon them trying to find shelter themselves, especially the arm-hungry bears who just want to nap under trees, but others are friendly and eager to help people sweep water out of buildings and patch up roofs.Whether you woke up with one or stumbled across them later, you have your own strange creature too. Be friends. If you don't know anything about Pokemon, there are plenty of elementary schoolers eager to laugh at your ignorance and teach you everything you need to know about catching and training Pokemon, little four-year-old escorts around Toran to show you where to find them in the lake at the center of the island, the surrounding ocean, the patches of grass throughout the town. The ground is perpetually marshy, thick mud and tall grass slowing foot traffic and the spiderwebs of pavement connecting the other structures around town are covered with half squashed, wiggling worms(egments) that are almost unavoidable to step on unless it's during a lighter drizzle when the bird Pokemon are free to swoop down to pick the roads clean. Want to get some experience in Pokemon battling? These literal children will gladly pulverize you to the point of blacking out and take your money or whatever fun little trinkets you have in your pockets.
The building everybody arrived in turns out to be a hospital, with an adjacent building being a hospital for Pokemon- a Pokemon Center- which offers free shelter for travellers but is currently overflowing with people who are stranded on this island, even with so many visitors forced to resort to long term lodging in the town's small inn. Both the hospital and Pokemon Center stand right along the lakeside, water overflowing and nearly lapping against the front steps, which is home to an abnormally large 30-foot long Gyarados. It thrashes about in the middle of the lake and has been scaring all the other wild water Pokemon to the outskirts of the lake, blasting the nearby buildings and berry trees with torrents of water, and lashing out at anybody who tries to approach. Several fishing boats that have gotten too close have been smashed, but a few are left tied to the docks around the lake for braver trainers to use.
Large canopies have been set up over the berry gardens dotting the rest of the lakeside to keep the rain (and the occasional Gyarados hydro pump) from washing off the berries. The trees are tended to by gardeners with their grass Pokemon, and at times Minato with his Yamask covering his face, one black arm wrapped around his neck and the other lazily waving an arm to part the cloud of several hundred Combee buzzing protectively around the boy, trying to keep unfamiliar people away from the beehives as Minato makes his rounds checking up on each of the hives and picking up the fruit that has fallen or has ripened enough on the branches, offering berries to any person or Pokemon who's hungry.
Most of the buildings around town are doing well enough, despite the unending gloomy weather and too many people. The Daycare Center is particularly packed with Pokemon whose trainers are stuck outside of the island and unable to pick them up, and volunteers to help feed and care for the Pokemon are needed more than ever, especially the younger Pokemon who are fussy and upset at being away from their trainers for so long. Even the older Pokemon are a bit worried, and some of the daycare workers whisper about rumors of a pack of wild Drifloon seen around town whenever the rain calms down to a drizzle and luring little kids into the thick fog and getting them lost. There are also whispers about the hospital, hushed words about how it's haunted by the spirits of the deceased and that when a group of Murkrows gather around a patient's window, it's to mark that person with misfortune and death. Several posters of missing children are hung up around the Daycare Center, with the promise of a reward for any information or return of the children, and flyers begging for help to calm the residents at the hospital of their worries about the Murkrows or ghostly sightings.
The Game Corner arcade never knows silence with the constant flashing and chiming of the slot machines and roulette wheels, but don't be fooled with the frequent payouts seen at the machines Nanami and her Mimikyu sit at, because the odds are actually pretty low and the tokens can only be traded in for berries, common items, and Pokemon accessories. There are no windows in the Game Corner, and it is very easy to lose track of time inside— one elderly gentleman in a tophat can be seen at the same slot machine in the corner at all hours of the day, never eating or sleeping or doing anything else but mechanically pulling the lever, unresponsive to the rest of the world around him. He's going to hit the jackpot, he knows it. Just one more pull. One more pull...
The newest building in Toran is the boba shop, freshly painted in bright yellows and blues just before the storm hit and the colors remain bold against the grey sky. The "Grand Opening" sign still hangs above the front door despite opening over a month before, inviting customers inside to try their specialty: milk tea with Combee honey boba balls. Boba is half off for first-time customers, and you also get your stamp card stamped with a lavender Bulbasaur face, unique to Toran's shop. There are eight stamps total to be collected- fill up your stamp card for a special prize! But strangely enough, scattered throughout the town, people of various different ages slump against walls and on the ground, barely responsive and with empty cups of boba around them. They're ignored by the townspeople and despite the unnerving sight of these semi-vegetative citizens, lines to the shop are just as long as ever.
The shop is also currently hiring, for those who would like to fill up their days while there's nowhere to go and make a little $$$. How about it? Join Team Boba today! (:
→ 09/02 The First Meeting
"Hahahahaha" - Ichi
After giving people some time to get settled, later in the evening of the second day, Nanami, Minato, and their Pokemon go around finding people with those mysterious bands marking them as isekai'd strangers to the island, and herd them towards the boba shop to Talk. About why they're all here, about that dream, about where to go from here...As the group waits for the last of them to arrive, with a round of boba provided courtesy of Nanami and her small Game Corner fortune, chatter around the boba shop paints the same story: a storm has been raging for over a month now, with thunder and lightning, hurricane winds, and whirlpools making travel to and from the island too hazardous, trapping visitors on the island way past their expected length of stay. There are talks of strong Pokemon trainers having headed out into the storm to try and get help from other towns, most of them quickly forced to turn back, and others— whether they were lost at sea or managed to break through— never heard from since. Storms are never this bad here, the people say, they never last this long and they don't ever seem to be... sentient... getting a lot worse earlier yesterday when so many new people were found collapsed around the island and were brought to the hospital, intermittently throughout the past month whenever a trainer tries to leave the island, and the largest reaction from the storm over a month ago when a girl with pink hair and a boy with blue hair were found in the lake and dragged half-dead to the hospital.
The island has been isolated for well over a month now with nobody having any idea what's going on outside, but the arrival of so many people at once can't be a coincidence- it must signify the time for change. When something to this scale happens, people tend to look to the gods, the Legendary Pokemon, but if they're really the cause... it'll take effort from everybody in order to break through the storm to catch the attention of the Legendaries and reach the rest of the world.
→ MOD NOTES
⬥ Welcome to Pokespe! All characters wake up at the hospital by the lakeside and can explore the rest of the island. Players are free to play out Pokemon battles or wild Pokemon encounters, but please let a mod know when catching a new Pokemon so we can approve or decline the capture.
⬥ On the second day, Nanami and Minato will be available to answer questions about what they've found out in the month before everybody else arrived. They will each have an NPC toplevel for those who wish to speak with them, and characters present at the meeting are free to learn about the information shared without needing to thread with an NPC.
⬥To proceed to the next area for next month's log, characters must find a way to travel across the stormy ocean filled with whirlpools and choppy waves. Make sure to mention your efforts on the permanent AC page at the end of the month!
⬥ There are several other oddities and problems around town that characters may choose to help with or investigate, which may or may not help with escaping the island or have ties to the plot as a whole. To investigate one of these areas, please comment to the questions toplevel with a link to your thread so the mods can direct you appropriately.
⬥ On the second day, Nanami and Minato will be available to answer questions about what they've found out in the month before everybody else arrived. They will each have an NPC toplevel for those who wish to speak with them, and characters present at the meeting are free to learn about the information shared without needing to thread with an NPC.
⬥To proceed to the next area for next month's log, characters must find a way to travel across the stormy ocean filled with whirlpools and choppy waves. Make sure to mention your efforts on the permanent AC page at the end of the month!
⬥ There are several other oddities and problems around town that characters may choose to help with or investigate, which may or may not help with escaping the island or have ties to the plot as a whole. To investigate one of these areas, please comment to the questions toplevel with a link to your thread so the mods can direct you appropriately.

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[ The change in environments really did catch him off guard. Fully prepared to show up back home only to end up in.. a different world-line. Once again, he isn't alone, however so far he doesn't see anyone he recognizes. Well, one so far, but he hasn't made his approach to the teen yet. He's more focused on how soaked he is and how avidly cold.
A hand runs through his wet hair, finding a lack of ears atop his head and with a quick glimpse back.. yeah that tail is gone too. Is this his luck now? Getting comfortable with the idea of going back home, only to get tossed somewhere else? With a soft tsk, he leaves the room of the hospital to get some air when he finds himself running into someone who.. on one hand, was with for the past two months, but also someone he had expected to see back home. ]
..Yoo Joonghyuk?
(i.) never too old to learn.
[ Whether you happen to be passing by, or actually planning on joining in.. you'll find Dokja here, a twenty-eight year old man ( 5'9" ) sitting in a kid's chair with a group of kids as they happily go on about the teachings of this world.
Some may be making a few jabs at him- "Hey mister, how do you not know this already?" But he just blinks slowly with an Eevee being cradled like a child in his arms. ]
..And you just catch them with balls? [ Kids: [looks into camera] ]
(ii.) it's lunch time and you're... lunch?!
[ Without warning, whether something on your clothes looks even remotely edible (or even not, apparently nothing goes untouched) there will be one (1) Eevee currently chomping in an attempt to devour. Your shoelaces? Your shoe? Something dangling from your pocket or bag? It is now in this Eevee's mouth.
At least his owner is nearby, Dokja coming in to scoop the Eevee up. ] Sorry, I can't get him to stop trying to eat everything.
(iii.) a berriful day.
[ Well, after learning about where wild Pokemon roam and can be caught.. you'll only learn by actively trying and going out, right? Of course, there's also a lot of good looking berry bushes here too. Dokja squints at them, unfamiliar with these kind of fruit.
Given Wild Pokemon seem to show up around here, it must be fine for them. Grabbing one and giving to his Eevee, he may even pluck a few to offer anyone else nearby. ] Seems like berries are in a lot of their diets.
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Nooo! It's mine!
[ There goes half of the cookie, lost to a fox thing. Both Efi and Deino has lost today. ]
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Um, I can buy you a new one..?
[ Eevee wags his tail quickly, peering at all three of them with delight. Why the strange faces? ]
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[ Efi gasps. Deino's eyes would be sparkling underneath his emo cut if you could see it, but Efi's just seems to sparkle outright.
Take responsibility for the loss of this kid's sweets, Dokja. ]
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Yes. I overheard some of the children talking what they should feed theirs. Berry diets seem very serious for trainers.
[Naminé offers the berry to her Rookidee, and he turns his beak up at it.]
And this one won't be in Rikudee's, I suppose.
[She giggles and kneels to offer it to Dokja's Eevee instead.]
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Eyes crinkle with amusement at the way the bird turns away from it. These creatures already show so much personality. ]
Fair enough, I'm a little picky too. [ The Eevee, on the other hand, seems more than happy to take the berries. Small paws resting on her knee as he pushes up to gingerly take them from her hand. How pleased he seems to receive more with a happy cry. ]
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Really? You don't seem the type.
[He looks so composed and mature. Kind of like Leon.]
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ii!
His look of confusion changes into a smile though when Dokja comes to the rescue. ]
Ah, it's okay! He's growing so of course he's going to eat whatever he can.
[ Is that how it works with Pokemon? Who knows. ]
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[ Dokja muses, looking at his Eevee that just wags his poofy tail away obliviously. The fox Pokemon has absolutely No idea what's going on. Other than being hungry. ]
He already seems so big.. I wonder if he'll actually get bigger.
[ Mystery. ] I hope he didn't chew a hole into your shoe.
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[ A two foot tall would absolutely destroy Fai's shoes.
Fai looks down at his shoe, though, inspecting it. There's a bite mark, but it doesn't look like it went through the shoe itself. ]
Doesn't look like it! Even if he did, that'd be okay. I need to buy shoes more suited to this world anyway.
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i
[ enter: one 18-year-old with a rowlet perched on his shoulder. ]
Mind if I join you for these Pokemon lessons? I'm eager to learn about the world myself.
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[ He offers to the other kiddie chair beside him for the young teen to sit in. ]
They just started to go over the types. Eevee here is apparently a Normal.
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I see. I find it quite interesting that there's a "Normal" type to begin with; what a fascinating concept. I've been told my Rowlet is a Grass type.
[ rowlet waves her little wing at dokja and eevee in greeting. hello, new friends!
akechi lets her do her thing, though, and continues to listen in on this mini-lecture they're receiving. ]
There are quite a lot of types to remember, aren't there?
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rip my pokemon typing
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No ears, no tail, not too bad so far, but Joonghyuk looks miserable. Miserable as he can look, which to be honest... Comes off as immensely pissed off. ]
Kim Dokja.
[ He was ready to go home, to not see the other man again, but Dokja is in front of him. It takes some time to let that sink in. ]
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He doesn't have the Fourth Wall to steady him as he keeps his distance. No matter since he's accustomed to having gone quite some time without. There's an urge to reach out to the other man but fear and uncertainly stops him from doing so. ]
Do you remember it? The island we were residing in. [ He doesn't say the name, leaving it vague at "island" on the chances that maybe he doesn't remember. Maybe it will be confused for one of the few they've done Scenarios in. Anything that can provide him the information he's trying to get here. ]
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Without another word, he reaches out to the other man and pulls him into an embrace. His hold at first is loose, almost weak, but then it tightens. It doesn't feel as warm due to both of them being soaked chihuahuas, but he holds on anyway. ]
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No worries. It's not like it's fragile. [Nothing but cards and a single, strongly minty-smelling hardboiled candy inside. He'll just pick the bag back up in one hand, no harm done.] Some of them really are like little kids, huh?
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Of course he did go for someone's shoe previously. At least he's quite easy to babysit when Dokja is able to grab onto him. ]
They certainly have a lot more personality than I was expecting. Sure you can say dogs and cats do, but these Pokemon really do closer resemble kids than just animals. [ The Eevee in his arms chirps and wags his tail, clearly aware that he's somewhat being talked about here. ]
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[Before he puts the bag back on, he opens it to check nothing else got knocked loose. He thumbs quickly through his pile of useless playing cards - oh right, the candy he won off a kid earlier. It's the only food he has on him, so he's guessing it's the little bunnycat fella went after in the first place.
He takes it out. The minty smell through the wrapper is pretty pronounced. There's nothing rare about the candy, unfortunately.]
Is he, uh, allowed candy? He can have it, I don't care.
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Easy to find and eat in the wild, I guess. But they eat other stuff too. Facehugger likes boba.
[ Facehugger maybe does not have a typical Pokemon diet. ]
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At first, he just listens and finds himself looking at the strange hovering creature. Taking his words and thinks of his Eevee. ] Ah, Siwoo did try to eat everything until now so maybe for some of them it's "try and see."
[ Then it registers, who he's talking, the recognition filtering on his face. ]
..Minato? I thought it was just Joonghyuk and I but, did you come from Isle Sonrisa as well?
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At least the culprit hadn't gone far. Holding onto his cup of hot cocoa, Riku can only lightly laugh at the Eevee and its antics.]
That's okay. Can't imagine they taste good though.
[His own Ralts, who was hiding behind her trailer's legs, quietly steps forward and in front of him, small arms stretched forward. Please return her owner's gloves, Mr. Eevee :c]
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[ The Eevee starts to wag his tail, as if aware he's being talked about. Of course he's sooner distracted by the Ralts who he looks on with a wide eyed curiosity. Hello, new friend! Dokja raises a brow at the Eevee, and almost immediately the fox Pokemon plops the gloves onto those tiny arms. Afterwards he's looking back at Dokja as if expecting praise. Yes, yes.. you did good. ]
Though it could also just be his curiosity. Don't think he's familiar with a lot of people related things. [ The only problem is when the Eevee tries to eat said items. ]
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wildcard
Adventure! ]
It's calmer than the beginning of the month.
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Are you sure it's okay for us to get this close? [ Not that he doesn't trust Joonghyuk but.. if it so much decides to thrash and break their boat, it's a bit of a swim back? Assuming it doesn't decide to swallow them up first. ]
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