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Bergamot Gristleborg • Muddy Girl Mythstar Posts: 403 Trainer Class: Player Name: Chryssa Glasgow OOC Username: M00K Arena Points: 37	Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Oct 20, 2022 11:19:35 GMT 9 It's all fun and games. Share the party WITH your party! 'Til dice are rolled, and fates are changed. ~~Jack the Mudkip~~ has been chosen! Morgana watched the little indicator in the corner of her vision as it rolled to a stop, a single dot on its surface staring back at her like a singular eye. Then she looked at Jack. At first glance, nothing seemed different. No aura, no status effect, no collectable hat. "Well? Do you feel 'chosen'?" she asked the Mudkip, who didn't respond. No 'peep peep' or cautionary advice about drinking too much. Instead, slowly, the Pokemon's head turned until he was looking over his shoulder at something else. "...Are you even paying attention?" Beady black eyes bored into Tuesday and Alice!. Even to Morgana, something about Mudkip's usually wide, comical face didn't seem so cute anymore. "...Anyway, I suppose I'll find out later," Bergamot said, annoyed. She tried to dismiss the uneasy feeling by flouncing back over to the Poke Pong table, where a significant portion of the board had been revealed. It swam behind the blurry filter the game had applied to her vision, but it looked like it said Shout. "Oho, what's this? Rainbow, Wolverine, attack!" Never one to change up her moves even when they weren't working out for her, the Gyarados lunged forward with Ice Fang and Klefki huffed and puffed and rattled the cups with fairy wind. l27ELXrt1-201-20 hit, drink \| reroll 1-20 reroll 1-20 miss, drink As she collected her drinks, brushing away flakes of soot, Bergamot noticed Big Bee approaching the keg. How drunk is he? she wondered as she saw him place both hands on the dark wood. Was he going to try and tip it over? Twould be a party foul of epic proportions, Bergamot mused, narrow-eyed. She was a natural-born villain. So of course she felt compelled to join the man at the keg, to lay her stained hands reverently on the warm wood beside his. It was a futile endeavor, of course. One touch, and Morgana knew it was well beyond her means to destroy. ...And why would she want to? They were having so much fun. The dice rolled again, but she barely noticed it. She was transfixed by the popup which had appeared. pray or sacrifice? "My my, what a pretty pickle," she murmured out loud. She was debating whether to sacrifice one of her Pokémon just to see what would happen when Ladybug:Chadwick announced what she'd been waiting for. "Murder Mystery Scavenger Hunt!" Bergamot breathed, clasping her hands to her busom like a wealthy lady receiving fortuitous news from a courtier. "Say more right now!" At last, the mansion would be hers to pillage and traipse about! Quickly, she knelt on the grass and composed a prayer to the keg. "Grow terrible and strong," she prayed. "May your followers chug, your apostles hold their liquor, and your enemies have hangovers. Amen, praise the keg." With that, Bergamot hoisted up her skirts and hurried back over to the manor gates to stand in line, or await further instructions. Rainbow, Wolverine, and the mysteriously silent Jack joined her as well, leaving ichorous footprints in his wake. 1-20·1-20·1-20·1-20

[ti]dungeon[/ti]Round 2: Drink Till We're Offline Posted Oct 20, 2022 11:19:35 GMT 9 Edited by Bergamot Gristleborg Oct 20, 2022 23:10:27 GMT 9

Bergamot Gristleborg • Muddy Girl Mythstar Posts: 403 Trainer Class: Player Name: Chryssa Glasgow OOC Username: M00K Arena Points: 37	Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Oct 18, 2022 1:25:55 GMT 9 "I have the perfect retort prepared for all of you," Bergamot announced, arriving on location. Back at the Lab, everyone she'd called out had been sure to give her a piece of their minds, but Professor Ash had rudely interrupted with all sorts of exposition before Morgana could deliver a response. "And it is that any relationship with fellow academics is best started out on the wrong foot." To demonstrate, she stepped forward and promptly fell off the side of the cliff. She would have liked to say she laughed all the way down, but it was more like a short scream and the 'eef, oof' sounds of someone rolling down a slope at high speeds. Fortunately, she was sound enough of mind to send out a large Pokemon to cushion her fall before actually plunging into the waters below. "Rainbow!" The Gyarados roared as it materialized in the water beside the ferry, tiny eyes blinking as it cast around for the source of the voice. Its whiskers fanned in alarm as the light dawned and it finally looked up. Bergamot fell directly towards its gaping jaws with her arms and legs spread wide like a skydiver, vanishing inside the creature's mouth. It was like a magic trick. The Gyarados shut its mouth, swam towards the cliffline, then gently deposited a drooly, windswept Morgana on the shore. Her companions would find her waiting at the bottom of the switchback trail, dabbing at a large cut across her forehead and gingerly picking little rocks out of her scrapes and scratches. "Oh, so you finally caught up," she said woozily, flashing a smile over her shoulder. Rainbow rested its head on the surface of the water nearby, blowing bored-looking bubbles. One popped as it rolled its eyes at the party. "Let's get on this ferry already, I can practically taste Beta Island. Tropical, naturally."

[ti]story[/ti]SIDE QUEST: GUILD THE LILY Posted Oct 18, 2022 1:25:55 GMT 9 Edited by Bergamot Gristleborg Oct 18, 2022 1:31:19 GMT 9

Bergamot Gristleborg • Muddy Girl Mythstar Posts: 403 Trainer Class: Player Name: Chryssa Glasgow OOC Username: M00K Arena Points: 37	Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Oct 17, 2022 18:39:22 GMT 9 Morgana circled the leaf-tuft like a gardener circling a particularly noxious weed. But instead of a spade and a gardening fork, she had only a... Well, what did she have? She stopped circling the tuft and brought up her inventory. Iron ingot x6. Crowbar. Diary Entry #44. What was that? Had she forgotten to read that after she'd picked it up somewhere? Day 8. Today, someone released 200 Petilil in the Birchwild Grove as part of a Reforestation Project. I hope it works! It's going to be great when—wait, what's happening? Someone's screaming. Could it be... no! That would mean... unless... HELP! Help us! They're coming, I can't write any more because... <the entry trails off>. "Oh, another one of those," Morgana said, bored. She dismissed the diary entry and continuing to search through her inventory for a shovel to extract the shapely mystery Pokemon. Maybe she should just craft one. I need more ingots, though. Was it worth it? "The crowbar should be fine," Bergamot decided, hooking one end of it in the soil and tugging with all her might. The Petilil popped out easily. "Aha! Got you!" she said in satisfaction, catching it in a Pokeball. "Now, off to collect more diary entries!"

[ti]spawn[/ti]OPEN SPAWN: BIRCHWILD GROVE Posted Oct 17, 2022 18:39:22 GMT 9 Edited by Bergamot Gristleborg Oct 17, 2022 18:42:47 GMT 9

Bergamot Gristleborg • Muddy Girl Mythstar Posts: 403 Trainer Class: Player Name: Chryssa Glasgow OOC Username: M00K Arena Points: 37	Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Oct 17, 2022 17:59:37 GMT 9 Morgana crept closer, one high heel in front of the other, lamplike blue eyes fixed on her prey. She tested the wind. Downwind. Check. If there was an in-game camera it would have been positioned right behind her head for a dramatic POV as she crept through the tall, tickling grass like a lioness. Then with a wh-POW! and a motion like a cracking whip, she swung the fishing rod. FWEEEE! The hook snaked out, crossing the plains in a surge of thin fishing line. It fell in a perfect cast towards the fluffy-headed Rufflet currently pecking at the ground, poised perfectly to tangle around its ankle— Brring, Brring! The fishing rod suddenly disappeared from her hands. <There's a time and a place for everything!> chided QUACXEE from the corner of her user interface. "Curses!" Bergamot said, bursting out of the grass right next to Big Bee. "Oho, if it isn't the would-be fishing prodigy," she said, looking the bandana guy up and down. She held one gloved hand superiorly to her mouth so she could titter behind it. "Well, I have something to tell you. Prepare for trouble!" She didn't get to finish the Team Rocket speech, since the Rufflet she'd angered came swooping down over her head, pecking aggressively at her oversized forehead. "Objection!" Bergamot said while ducking, sending out some Pokemon to protect her. It was her drippy Glaceon, Starface. "Use Ice Beam!" Starface didn't know Ice Beam, but at least it knew Icy Wind. It felt more like Rainy Wind, however, and merely got the Rufflet's feathers wet.

[ti]spawn[/ti]SURGE STEPPES SPAWN: BIG BEE Posted Oct 17, 2022 17:59:37 GMT 9 Edited by Bergamot Gristleborg Oct 17, 2022 18:02:38 GMT 9

Bergamot Gristleborg • Muddy Girl Mythstar Posts: 403 Trainer Class: Player Name: Chryssa Glasgow OOC Username: M00K Arena Points: 37	Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Oct 14, 2022 17:56:02 GMT 9 Morgana lay across her row of folding chairs, blinking Mudkip drool out of her eyes, and wondered how it had come to this. Twenty minutes ago she'd been sauntering up the front drive towards the mansion, a Klefki key between every finger, fully prepared to break into a haunted house. Of course, that hadn't done much to dismiss the literal ~~area off-limits~~ popup that had prevented her from going farther. "Isn't this just metaphorically off-limits? Like, setting flavor?" she'd tried to argue with her User Interface, but the barrier had remained. Why was an area of the open-world map so exclusive that it had its own game-text force field all around it? There was a simple explanation— because it was a Dungeon. Morgana had thought there was something suspicious about this whole event, and this is what it came down to. The precursor to a dungeon dive in someone's back yard, getting drunk on virtual beer from the virtual forest. Not statistically drunk, either, the way you were 'statistically' hurt when your HP went down. Drunk. Realistically drunk— "A-ha!" Morgana sat up with a flourish and accessed her user settings. She'd always played with her pain settings on Realistic— what that why the alcohol was affecting her more than other people? Ordinarily, Chryssa would never voluntarily deaden her sensory experience in the world. But the alcohol itself was already deadening, whether she liked it or not. Reset to Default... Confirm... Yes... <You're up!> Jack cried, wagging his tail. <Are you feeling better?> "Of course," Bergamot replied, wondering how Pokemon Speech had gotten switched on. "A mere inconvenience, dear Jack." She swung her legs over the side of the chairs and was back on her feet. Though the world was still blurry around the edges, it was clearly a visual filter. An annoyance— like getting hit with the squid in Mario Kart— but not a game-changer. "I'm ready for more!" the brunette announced, pointing at the Poke Pong table. Jack's wide mouth dropped open. <Huh?> he squeaked. <But you've had... six? Are you sure?> "Ohohoh! A mere inconvenience," she chortled villainously, getting to her feet. "I'll take my keys back now, Jack, thank you." The Mudkip passed her Klefki's keyring, which he'd been keeping around his tail. <Are you sure?> he asked doubtfully one last time, scampering to keep up as she took her place at the starting line. <I'm uh, not sure how safe this forest beer is. Aren't you worried?> "Nope!" She wasn't afraid of the forest beer. She wasn't afraid of getting drunk for the sake of revealing its secrets. This was a game. Chrysa was in control. She could push herself to the brink and past the edge without looking back, remorseless, and rise victorious. She was not afraid. "Praise the keg," she said with eyes like flint, and sent her Pokemon forward. REROLLS ztQ3jrsd1-201-20 miss (drink) \| (5 + 5 = 10) 1-20·1-20

[ti]dungeon[/ti]Round 2: Drink Till We're Offline Posted Oct 14, 2022 17:56:02 GMT 9 Edited by Bergamot Gristleborg Oct 15, 2022 1:49:16 GMT 9

Bergamot Gristleborg • Muddy Girl Mythstar Posts: 403 Trainer Class: Player Name: Chryssa Glasgow OOC Username: M00K Arena Points: 37	Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Oct 13, 2022 13:58:24 GMT 9 Assuming her captive audience was too awed by her legendary Combee Joke to respond, Bergamot flipped her curtain of chestnut brown hair like a matador's cape and stared dramatically into the afternoon sun. "Très magnifique," she said softly, eyes watering, then raised her glass to the miasma-shrouded keg. "Praise the keg." She drank, or rather pretended to drink, since she'd already finished her beer earlier. Well, this won't last... She refilled again and again, daring fate to force her hand, daring consequence to crush her. She played the game and danced to the music in tight, concentric circles, spinning and spinning like an axis running counter to the world. Her Pokemon repeated their performance, a storm of ice and wind and crushing blows that sought to clear the sea of colored cups. Morgana closed her eyes. teUiE2EN1-1001-1001-100 GYARADOS - ICE FANG KLEFKI - FAIRY WIND MUDKIP - ROCK SMASH (22) \| miss \| miss When she came to, she was laying across a row of folding chairs. There was something heavy on her chest. A straightjacket? was Chryssa's first thought, followed by Am I in the hospital? Hadn't the inevitable finally happened where she had a seizure while hooked up to the WorldScreen and no one had been able to respond in time? Or was she now trapped in the game as a permanent NPC due to dying in real life? She'd been expecting that plot twist for awhile, so she was disappointed to see her HUD still fully active. chug chug! praise the keg! Mudkip was crouched on her chest, a thin line of drool descending from the corner of his mouth. <Peep peep!> Jack cried, wagging his tail in relief. As he spoke, the drool snapped, falling directly into her eye with a splash. Bergamot Riddle sat up with an indignant shriek, rubbing her eyes. ...It seemed like she'd blacked out for a moment. Maybe from all the spinning. Maybe from the multiple drinks. Maybe from telling jokes that were too skillful and bee-rilliant. "It seems I've developed a case of the vapors," Bergamot said from her prone position, managing to manifest a southern accent. Why was the world still spinning? She waved feebly. "Someone else take my drink. Wait, actually, no. I'll keep it." Bergamot Riddle was a ruthless thief, not a charity benefactor!1-100·1-100·1-100

[ti]dungeon[/ti]Round 2: Drink Till We're Offline Posted Oct 13, 2022 13:58:24 GMT 9 Edited by Bergamot Gristleborg Oct 13, 2022 14:06:11 GMT 9

Bergamot Gristleborg • Muddy Girl Mythstar Posts: 403 Trainer Class: Player Name: Chryssa Glasgow OOC Username: M00K Arena Points: 37	Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Oct 9, 2022 19:50:24 GMT 9 Morgana had already had one beer and spent the rest of the party sneaking around, attempting to access off-limits areas like the mansion and the woods with her trusty Klefki. When this failed, she was forced to trudge her high-heeled self all the way back to the party and take out her frustration on the Poke Pong Field. Nobody was quite sure what hit them—a whirlwind of ice-coated Gyarados jaws and sparkly pink wind blew through the solo cups, followed by a Mudkip who tried to bust the table in two. zNM1kB9k1-1001-1001-100 GYARADOS - ICE FANG KLEFKI - FAIRY WIND MUDKIP - ROCK SMASH "You're all terrible / brilliant angels," Bergamot said depending on the result, accepting or delegating any additional cups of forest beer. "Return, all of you! I have bigger fish to fry." Her eyes lingered on Moon Bunny. "Hello," she said softly, stepping up to introduce herself. She bore a strange, detached air, as if she didn't quite belong at this party. "I'm sorry, you just... remind me of someone." "...Someone in a joke," the villainess finished unexpectedly. Her eyes gleamed with sudden, innocent mischief. "Have you heard it? The Combee Joke?" She took a step closer. "There are two Combees, or technically six if you prefer. Let's call them Com-beezus and Com-beezley. One day they're sitting in a bar, enjoying their favorite com-beer." Bergamot took a sip of her forest beer to illustrate the point. "Com-beezus is com-bee-laboring the failure of his small com-bee-zuiness, which sells lightbulbs." No pun there. "There they are, talking, when a dame walks in. Beedrill, I think. Long legs to the middle of her thorax, com-bee-eautiful. She also has pink hair, just like you." Alice! also had pink hair, so Morgana turned to include the nearby player in the joke. "Her name is Bee-atrice, and she is bee-reathtaking. She wants to talk to Com-beezus about expanding his com-beezness. Com-beezley buzzes off, since he knows he's not wanted." Bergamot did not do the same, regrettably. "The two get to talking, and pretty soon, one thing leads to another, and they're com-bee-trothed. Bee-atrice makes a lovely bee-lushing bee-ride, and each—" <Peep peep?> asked Jack, her Mudkip, who was sitting on the grass listening to the joke with his head cocked to one side. "No, it wouldn't make sense to say 'com' before Bee-atrice's puns, she's a pink-haired Beedrill, not a Combee," Morgana emphasized. "Don't interrupt, please. Anyway, what was happening? They just got married?" She took a moment to compose herself before continuing. "Soon they have some children, who they name Weendy and Weedleine. You can guess where I'm going with this," she added, "Both Weedle bee-abies have pink hair, just like their mother! As they grow up, both decide they want to get into pro wrestling." <Peep...> "Pro wrestling," Bergamot said louder over Jack's confused peeping. "And com-beeing a good dad, Com-beezus does everything he can to support their dream. But there's a B-Plot—" <P-peep?!> "...Yes, a com-bee plot! Bee-cause, a corporate Bee-E-O has just moved into town and offered to buy Com-beezus's lightbulb bee-zuiness! What to do, what to do...? Truly, Com-beezus is torn." Bergamot's eyes flicked between her victims and she lowered her voice. "Should he sell out to Beeg Bee-zuiness? He goes home and talks to Bee-atrice, and they decide to take the deal. The next day, the whole family goes out to celebrate at the Bee-attle Tower." Morgana waves a white-gloved hand, gesturing in order to paint the picture of the tower in her audience's minds. "It's huge, like a multi-story shopping mall. On each floor they sell different types of bee-attling items, and of course, the Weedle Girls want to go to the TM corner right away so they can learn some moves to com-beeat their opponents. They head up there and are dismayed to see the lines are practically out the door. Every little Weedle in town wants a Focus Blast or a Focus Punch, but bee-fore they can even get in line for any of them, a madman with a com-bee-bee-gun breaks into the store! It's Com-beezley, his old friend from the bar, and he's back for revenge!" "Revenge," she continued dramatically, "Bee-cause he'd always secretly loved Bee-atrice. Screams ring out through the Bee-attle Tower. People hiding under tables, behind doors, running away down the escalators!" Chaos! "...Com-beezley flies towards the family. 'Die, you son-of-a-com-beetch,' he buzzes, and and aims the bee-bee gun straight at one of Com-beezus's three heads— but just then, com-beep! com-beep! Sirens sound! Just when all hope seems lost, Bee-attle Tower security tackles him and takes him away." Her fingers drummed an absentminded rhythm on the outside of her cup. The beer inside was long-gone. "Afterwards, the family pulls themselves to their feet. It's com-been a traumatic experience, but they got through it together. Most of the people who were waiting have fled, though a few are still in line for Focus Blast. Com-beezus lets out his breath. 'Whew. That was pretty scare-bee!' he says to Bee-atrice, who's already gathered the children. 'I can't believe Com-beezley would snap like that. Everyone's gone...' "True, but at least now there's no Focus Punch Line.'" 1-100·1-100·1-100

[ti]dungeon[/ti]Round 2: Drink Till We're Offline Posted Oct 9, 2022 19:50:24 GMT 9 Edited by Bergamot Gristleborg Oct 9, 2022 20:15:50 GMT 9

Bergamot Gristleborg • Muddy Girl Mythstar Posts: 403 Trainer Class: Player Name: Chryssa Glasgow OOC Username: M00K Arena Points: 37	Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Oct 8, 2022 0:09:08 GMT 9 "But it's boring if we ask," Bergamot said, disappointed. Their sister Ruby 's concerns about Mom's temperament were valid, considering she still lived at home, but 'asking Mom for permission' only had two results. One: she said yes, and they acquired the parts without a struggle. Two: she said no, and they either walked away disappointed or took it anyway, in which case there was no reason to ask to begin with. Could there be a third, more interesting option? A hostage crisis, perhaps?! "Ask forgiveness before permission!" she announced, linking muscular, Pokemon-punching arms with orioncayge . "I will be teaming up with this person. To Mom's House!" She stopped briefly to don a hard hat, safety vest, and worker's gloves (over her usual white gloves, naturally.) After a moment's thought, she also released guillotine flatflipper. "Guillotine, go to to the junkyard," she commanded, which earned her a side-eye. She shooed the Piplup impatiently. "You know exactly where I'm talking about, don't give me that. Science is waiting!" ...When they arrived at the cute, ordinary-looking house, Bergamot did not follow Buzzster Hooperham and Finnegan Fjord into the garage. Instead, she sailed straight up the front porch and through the doorway into the home. "Don't worry, I wouldn't dream of stealing anything without permission," she said to orioncayge , "A pity our siblings are not so forthright. Oh, there she is! Hello, mother." The cute, brown-haired woman was currently stooped over talking to a little Vulpix in the kitchen. "What? Bergamot! And Orion! What a pleasant surprise!" She straightened up, beaming. "Yes, I've brought my brother for a familial visit," Bergamot said, striking a pose next to Orion like an assistant showing off a particularly valuable prize in a game show. "I would love to chat and put out that small fire, but the situation is urgent. I've figured out how to break Father out of that prisoner of war camp." "Your father?" Mom cried, putting a hand up to her mouth. "A fire? Oh no!" "Yes, I need the training wheels in the garage," Bergamot explained as Mom beat out the sparks in her kitchen rug. "Sweetie, I can't tell you how many times I've tried to break him out already. The security's rock-solid! You'd probably need Arceus himself to break through their defensive perimeter," Mom said, opening a window to let out the smoke. "I don't see how some old training wheels are going to help." "Curses. She's smarter than I thought," Bergamot whispered to orioncayge. Mom straightened up. "Now, be honest with me," she said, looking between the two of them. No, she looked at Orion. Her expression was not accusatory—simply puzzled, and sincere. "...Orion, what's really going on?" Guillotine Flatflipper toddled through the little junkyard, avoiding junkyard Patrat where she could. She wove between stacks of rusty car parts and stinking heaps of Incongruous Goo left over from players' failed crafting attempts, searching for something that looked salvageable. She came around a corner and found something even more incongruous than the goo— something Bergamot Gristleborg would have dearly liked to find, and was currently in the process of failing to obtain at this moment. It was a mountain of training wheels. At least 53 bikes' worth of them, enough to last the entire Beta Tester population through their fictional childhoods. It seemed Mom had recently cleaned out her garage. (Probably to make room for even more training wheels.) Guillotine stood before the pile, cocking her oversized penguin head back and forth. This was obviously what they were looking for, but trying to extract a single set of wheels like the ones needed for the wagon was like playing a dangerous game of pick-up-sticks. Who knew what would happen if the mountain of wheels came crashing down? They were wheels— given enough inertia, they could roll anywhere. After a moment, it came to her. Guillotine pushed off the ground. Immediately, the normal 'gravity' physics became 'water' physics for the water-type Pokemon, as per Morgana's Swimmer ability. Paddling with her flippers, back feet churning the 'water' behind her, Guillotine zoomed up to the very top of the pile. A set of training wheels sat there like a cherry on top, sparkly pink ones decorated with faded stickers. Jabbing it sharply with her beak, Guillotine loosened the rust and tangled spokes which held them in place. Using Peck, she bent wires and chipped away at the metal holding them in place— all the while managing to "float" above the pile treading water. Seizing them in her back claws like a hawk snatching a rabbit, Guillotine pulled. LUCK POINTS 2gIV5oed1d6 x 10 SKILL POINTS +10 for Swimmer Pokemon Ability +10 for Peck TEAMWORK POINTS +10 for working with Orion TOTAL + 60 to Wagon (80/100) 1d6

[ti]scenario[/ti] The Old Becomes New (Scenario) Posted Oct 8, 2022 0:09:08 GMT 9 Edited by Bergamot Gristleborg Oct 8, 2022 0:15:55 GMT 9

Bergamot Gristleborg • Muddy Girl Mythstar Posts: 403 Trainer Class: Player Name: Chryssa Glasgow OOC Username: M00K Arena Points: 37	Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Oct 3, 2022 0:35:51 GMT 9 Considering what an actual delinquent she had been all throughout the Back to School Event, it only made sense Morgana "Queen Elizabeth" Riddle was getting called into the office. She bore a smug smile as she sailed in the door to the Starter Lab, which was utterly unfamiliar to her. Unlike orioncayge, Laguna, and Sarah Lee, all of whom were dedicated researchers and adventurers who regularly brought Ash their findings, Bergamot preferred running around in the wilderness "being evil" and helping no one. Her eyes swept the room, which she vaguely remembered from the intro to the game. It was just as BORING as she remembered, filled with boring lab things like chairs and essays. "Hello, Professor," she said, tossing her long, chestnut-colored hair as she settled into one of the 'boring' chairs. "I take it my essay was noteworthy? Highly insightful? Do you perhaps have questions about the Animorphs?" She took the plastic folder from the silver-haired woman and glanced over the cover page. "Oh, the Statistics one," she said, disappointed that her Regions essay had failed to accrue any gold stars. No matter! "My uncle's fine, actually, I was just testing your capacity for empathy." She gave Ash a bright smile. "I wasn't speaking of just Arceus, necessarily. More of a... collective." The minds at GameFreak, to be exact, but Morgana didn't want to freak Ash's game mind. Who knew what someone might do if they realized their reality was manufactured? That the world and everything they knew was artificial? ...That they were just a pawn in someone else's plot, following along under the pretense of free will? "No matter. I'm sure we'll run into 'God' eventually." She showed her teeth. For a moment, she didn't look very nice, or even like someone pretending to be evil. She just looked... Like a different person. ... Morgana noticed Sarah Lee at that moment and changed the subject. "Oh, you're here too? That's strange. I thought you were a battler, not a writer." Morgana noticed orioncayge at that moment and changed the subject. "Oh, you're here too? That's strange. I thought you were a dancer, not a writer." Morgana noticed Laguna at that moment and changed the subject. "Oh, you're here too? That's strange. I thought you were a women's suffrage activist, not a writer." Morgana noticed C0D13:ProfessorAsh at that moment and changed the subject. "Oh, sorry, what did you say? Something about a mission?"

[ti]story[/ti]SIDE QUEST: GUILD THE LILY Posted Oct 3, 2022 0:35:51 GMT 9 Edited by Bergamot Gristleborg Oct 3, 2022 0:45:44 GMT 9

Bergamot Gristleborg • Muddy Girl Mythstar Posts: 403 Trainer Class: Player Name: Chryssa Glasgow OOC Username: M00K Arena Points: 37	Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Oct 2, 2022 23:54:41 GMT 9 Chespin seemed to be struggling to speak, so she gave it a little shake. "Talk, prisoner!" She was talking to a wall. The Chespin had already fainted dead away. It hung limply from her fingers. "Ugh! Already? Beta Island...!" What did she expect, honestly? She'd have to solve this mystery on her own. Catching the Chespin in her Golden Pokeball, Bergamot circled the area. There were signs of Wild Pokemon visiting this place. While it may have ceased to literally exist while no players were present, the game kept up the illusion of time having passed. Things looked different than when she'd left. Grass was longer. The digital scars and missing tiles looked softer, as if their edges had healed over. As Morgana circled the little shoebox, she realized something. This was no singular Pokemon's work. The Canopy Pokemon had been visiting this place— often. Almost daily, it looked like. There was more than just fresh grass beneath the little box— there were berries, twigs, little pieces of twigs. "It's like a shrine," she said out loud, almost as a joke, then stopped. Could it actually be...? When the players had left Beta Island, it had left a void in their wake. Even if textures and images weren't being generated, the code had been hard at work. Revering the things left behind, lamenting the loss of the people who'd saved their home. Tribute. Beta Island wanted them back. Morgana knew she didn't have much more time here now that she'd caught her spawn, and the fact that she'd had so long was probably just yet another extended glitch (or was it a feature?) So she did the one thing it felt like would matter the most: she propped the shoebox back up, dug the stick in a little more firmly, and made an offering. It takes grass to build grass. The blades dropped from her hands like confetti, christening the shrine. "I'll be back," she said, and the setting changed.

CANOPY SPAWN <MORGANA> Posted Oct 2, 2022 23:54:41 GMT 9 Edited by Bergamot Gristleborg Oct 3, 2022 0:00:55 GMT 9

Bergamot Gristleborg • Muddy Girl Mythstar Posts: 403 Trainer Class: Player Name: Chryssa Glasgow OOC Username: M00K Arena Points: 37	Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Oct 2, 2022 23:45:51 GMT 9 This glitchy-ass Beta Island. She'd barely caught sight of the first Chespin under the box before it had de-and then re-spawned. This time she made sure to catch it quickly— not with the Golden Pokeball, but with her bare hand. <SQUEAK!> "A-ha," Bergamot said, ensnaring the rodent in the box with one hand and holding it up by the tip of its naked little tail. Her expression was not one of disgust, however, but triumph. "You foolish fool, you really thought you could escape me?" She'd already forgotten she was supposed to be playing the hero— what do you expect after months? "You fell right into my trap..." Something was strange, however. She'd forgotten to check on this trap for months and months - the fresh grass she'd left beneath the box as a tempting childhood promise should have withered and dried out by now, but it was still as fresh as when she'd left it. Morgana frowned. Had someone been replacing it? "Don't tell me," she said, demonstrating her A in Statistics by putting two and two together. "You've been replacing my grass every day? Why?"

CANOPY SPAWN <MORGANA> Posted Oct 2, 2022 23:45:51 GMT 9 Edited by Bergamot Gristleborg Oct 3, 2022 0:02:40 GMT 9

Bergamot Gristleborg • Muddy Girl Mythstar Posts: 403 Trainer Class: Player Name: Chryssa Glasgow OOC Username: M00K Arena Points: 37	Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Oct 2, 2022 23:39:00 GMT 9 ...And wait she did. Seasons passed. Saplings grew into trees and were deleted by C0D13. Swarms came and went, and Bergamot Gristleborg forgot about the trap she'd set in the Beta Island Canopy. I can tell what you're thinking. What poor, poor Pokemon actually fell into Morgana's trap and spent four months trapped in a shoebox on an island that wasn't even accessible by normal players? Fortunately, she didn't actually catch any Pokemon. Most evil intentions aside, that wasn't how Pokemon were actually caught in this game. Things happened in conjunction with players, not independently of them. If there were no players to hear it, a tree falling in the forest really didn't make a sound. Setting details spawned based on vicinity, becoming more complex based on how close the player actually was. The more you focused on something, the more detail you would see because more detail was then generated. Supply and demand. Simple. So Morgana didn't catch a Pokemon in the trap she left on Beta Island. As soon as she left, the trap ceased to exist. ...But when she came back, eventually, she would find the stick was down. Something was inside.

CANOPY SPAWN <MORGANA> Posted Oct 2, 2022 23:39:00 GMT 9

Bergamot Gristleborg • Muddy Girl Mythstar Posts: 403 Trainer Class: Player Name: Chryssa Glasgow OOC Username: M00K Arena Points: 37	Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Oct 2, 2022 10:34:36 GMT 9 On June 1, Bergamot set up a Pokemon Trap. It was similar to a leprechaun trap in that it was A. a large shoebox tipped up via a B. stick with a C. piece of grass underneath for bait. Here was the concept: a grass-type Pokemon comes, longing to munch on grass. It takes grass to build grass, their mothers had told them when they were baby grass-type Pokemon. Eat as much grass as you can. No matter what. Promise me, my child. Following their childhood promise, the grass-type Pokemon would have no choice but to try and ease their way beneath the shoebox to chomp the nutritious treat. ...Then the stick would fall and BAM! Plunge the grass-type Pokemon into darkness. No way out. No escape. Only the unforgiving, thin, cardboard walls of the shoebox. Their own personal prison, until the day Bergamot Gristleborg stopped by again to liberate them. What gratitude they would have! And never would they suspect that she set the trap to begin with... Truly, she was a splendid villainess. (Now she just had to wait.)

CANOPY SPAWN <MORGANA> Posted Oct 2, 2022 10:34:36 GMT 9

Bergamot Gristleborg • Muddy Girl Mythstar Posts: 403 Trainer Class: Player Name: Chryssa Glasgow OOC Username: M00K Arena Points: 37	Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Oct 1, 2022 0:00:18 GMT 9 Thank you!!!!!!!!!!

[ti]trade[/ti]Nose to Pass you Posted Oct 1, 2022 0:00:18 GMT 9

Bergamot Gristleborg • Muddy Girl Mythstar Posts: 403 Trainer Class: Player Name: Chryssa Glasgow OOC Username: M00K Arena Points: 37	Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Sept 30, 2022 0:17:56 GMT 9 It was the dead of night, and Bergamot Gristleborg was posed outside ~~Mom's House~~ in the most suspicious possible way. Back flat against the siding, check. Half-concealed behind a bush, check (being completely concealed meant giving up potential photo ops. Just in case anyone was catching this epic heist on camera.) Holding a crowbar, check. Morgana had forged the crowbar earlier that spring at the Post-Raid Barbecue when she'd been trying to get orioncayge to mess up his dancing minigame. Now, she planned to use it for evil. Mom would be so disappointed— but Mom wasn't here. Tuesday was. She'd gotten the idea to invite Tuesday when she'd checked the date and time of her planned heist, which was on a Tuesday. Oh yes, this was a completely premeditated breaking-and-entering plot. She'd been planning it ever since she'd heard on the Rumor Mill that the Ruby NPC in Mom's spare room could be used to fight Darkrai in the Dream World. Who would turn down the chance to fight Darkrai?! "Here, put this on," Bergamot said, handing Tuesday a black ski mask. "It's a collectable hat." Bergamot did not clarify how she'd won this collectible hat. She also made no attempt to put on a ski mask of her own. She put her ear against the side of the house, listening for guards. "Ivory. Pantone 1109-07," she said grimly. "...Let's move out." Barefoot, like all wayward children who'd failed to pick up their Running Shoes, Bergamot tiptoed up to the gate enclosing the back yard. At the sight of the simple picket fence, her eyes lit up. Our first obstacle! She'd been hoping for a moat full of Feraligatrs, but perhaps that was a bit much to ask from a Tutorial Setting. "Give me a boost," she whispered to Tuesday, eyes gleaming with assurance. "Not even a force field? Child's play. Like taking candy from a Mime Jr."

[ti]private[/ti]Home Invasion Posted Sept 30, 2022 0:17:56 GMT 9 Edited by Bergamot Gristleborg Sept 30, 2022 0:20:40 GMT 9