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Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Apr 13, 2022 10:22:55 GMT 9
Snakes? Eels?Neither were Pokemon, but neither were these. The ribbons twisted lazily beneath the surface like slowed-down fireflies. They seemed to whisper, Just ahead. Mesmerized, Bergamot took another step into the water, wading in past her knees. The hem of her dress slowly fell from her hands as she seemed to forget she was holding it. It floated on the surface as she tread deeper, ballooning out along her ribcage, then her shoulders. It's just ahead...Morgana's head disappeared beneath the waves. They closed in over the top of her head with a draining, trickling sound. Most people would have started to panic, but as a Swimmer, the girl hardly noticed the difference. Her bare feet failed to touch the bottom, but she kept moving as if she could walk through water, slowed, bouncing in moon-gravity. And she could see the source of the light. The head of a Gyarados bloomed on the seafloor like a great anenome, its grotesque face rimmed with row after row of impossible, petal-like fins. Its body must have been concealed below like a tubeworm, waiting for something to drift overhead so it could strike. More importantly, its snout was surrounded by purple, glowing fragments of whisker. The fragments linked like chains, forming a pair of feelers, then scattered again with the swiftness of minnows. Fsstfsstfsst. Gone. Leaving Morgana alone with the deadly flower, the maw of which she drifted towards with hypnotic purpose. On the surface, Lucky would see a fragment burrow up from the sand beneath his feet, beckoning like a thin, glowing finger. Another one sprouts from the ground, then another. Across the beach, glowing pieces of whisker sift the sands for prey, wisps of dark fog trailing in their wake. A groan from behind. Fabric scrapes across wood as someone passes near Bunya's shack. The soft plod of their footsteps thuds like a slow heartbeat. People are coming, drawn to the sight. Some are still in their pajamas. Like Morgana, they approach the water with morbid curiosity, unaware of anything strange about their actions. Even fisherman NPC's have left their craft behind, determined to wade into the depths instead. But what of Lucky?
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Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Mar 26, 2022 0:16:18 GMT 9
Morgana sat up like a child popping out of a McDonalds ballpit, sending dead Mudkip models flying in all directions. " Ha-ha!" she said to save face, brushing Mudkip off her shoulders. Secretly, she was annoyed that Allotta Bambooga had rescued her so effectively. She was supposed to be a villain, not a damsel in distress. Surely there was a way she could twist this situation. "You fools! You've done my work for me, far better than I ever could!" she said, throwing back her head triumphantly as she pulled up her Catch screen. "The Mudkip... manish appearing at just the right moment... Allotta Bambooga... it was all a part of my plan." She radiated smug confidence as she tossed a Pokeball at one of the Mudkip that hadn't been explicitly killed, sucking it inside the ball. "That's one Mudkip the rest of you won't be catching."A white-gloved hand pulled up her menu and selected something invisible from her side of the screen. Beads of light began collecting around her feet as the game prepared to log her out. "Adieu!" The Coastline vista vanished as Morgana logged out. She told herself it was for dramatic effect, but honestly, she just wasn't sure how to make a graceful exit while covered in Mudkip goo.
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Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Mar 22, 2022 23:51:40 GMT 9
GLACEON USED SWIFT (2d50) 8TmmKUp61-501-50 48 DMG TO GYARADOS & PIPLUP
Morgana blinked, glancing down at her hand. She flexed her fingers, puzzled. Had the servers reset unexpectedly? Had she hit 'back' on her browser while color-coding a fully-written post? She could have sworn she had just laughed at Sarah Lee, skated a lap around the Glaceon, and come back full circle to offer Kath Ulu a chance at a dark partnership. Well, that didn't mean she couldn't do it again. Morgana had been impressed by Sarah Lee's "slippery" jibes. "O-ho-ho!" she laughed instead of coming up with a proper comeback. "It seems the pupil.... has become the master."With that, she took off running across the ice with her arms spread behind herself like wings, calling for Rainbow and Guillotine to join her. While Pignite and Charmeleon fought the Glaceon, Bergamot eventually returned around the other side with her Pokemon so covered with Swift stars that they looked like pincushions. Morgana shooed them away towards Sarah Lee's fire-types absentmindedly, turning towards the other two players. Despite her posturing, she bore the Kindler no special ill will. Evil was equal opportunity, after all. "I have returned from adversity, again," she announced, "And I have come to a decision!"One would think the inconvenient server blip would have given her time to polish her dialogue, but nope: it was pretty much unchanged. "Kath Ulu, scion of Bulby and Grookey," the gown-wearing young woman began with the air of someone who had already done this before, "You did well to betray your friend. There may be a place for you by my side in the shadows... if you choose."She gave a smile like a slice of apple, red and ripe and cut to the core. A white-gloved hand, extended. HEAL ON PIGNITE: GYARADOS 1-121-12 10 + 10 + 5 + 16 = 41
HEAL ON CHARMELEON: PIPLUP 1-121-12 10 + 10 + 5 + 14 = 39
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Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Mar 16, 2022 22:22:47 GMT 9
GLACEON AOE BLIZZARD (3d50) NMkTdt6n1-501-501-50 48 DMG TOTAL: APPLIES TO ALL PLAYERS
Warm and forgiving, the light of angels shone down on Kath Ulu's Grookey. A buttery-colored sunbeam broke the cloud of ice and hail, casting a ray of sudden warmth upon the grassy monkey despite the arctic conditions. The smell of fresh-baked croissants wafted through the air as the world pulsed, murmured, whispered you are loved. Was it fate? Was it fortune? No, it was GYARADOS. Looking up into the sunbeam would reveal it was actually coming from a terrible floating sea monster, currently flying in like an advertisement banner from the Arena's mezzanine deck. Its jaws gaped fearsomely, tiny eyes shining with horrendous light. And it was far too small. The model was clearly displaying at the wrong resolution as the Gyarados arrived to give its final SCARY FACE blessing, hovering above Grookey like a mastiff-sized, unwanted RPG summon. "Ohohohohoho!"High-pitched, triumphant laughter rung like a bell through the wintery arena as Bergamot Gristleborg finally showed herself, high heels clicking dangerously on the ice. Given the adverse weather conditions she'd been forced to arrive on foot, but she was determined to make it as threatening and noisy as possible. At the sight of Sarah Lee , Bergamot made sure to pose aggressively, head tipped back and one hip cocked like a broken pistol. "Well if it isn't Oddish girl," she said in false surprise as sleet pelted her face, ignoring the colossal Glaceon that took up most of the arena. "Why, your poor little Pokemon! They seem hurt. If only... someone could heal them..."Morgana did not heal Sarah Lee's Pokemon. Instead, she turned 180 degrees and pointed her Healing Support Piplup at Kath Ulu's Bulbasaur. "Healing Bubblebeam!" she commanded, and Guillotine obliged with a pleasant shower of water for the grass-type's bulb. "Oops, guess my hand...slipped," Bergamot said sinisterly (?), turning back to Sarah Lee. "Oops, guess my hand... slipped," she said again with the exact same inflection, louder in case the hairpin-wearing Chinese girl had missed it. HEAL ON GROOKEY: GYARADOS 1-121-12 10 + 10 + 16 = 36
HEAL ON BULBASAUR: PIPLUP 1-121-12 10 + 10 + 6 = 26
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Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Mar 14, 2022 21:00:16 GMT 9
{RUMOR MILL: CORRUPTED GYARADOS} It was night. A hush had fallen upon the Beta Island Coastline, its pale sands tinted dusky brown in the half-light. In the real world, Chryssa Glasgow was curled up beneath a downy comforter, a freshly-fallen blanket of snow stacked up outside her bedside window. Nightlit ocean waves lapped at the shore like ink as Bergamot Gristleborg followed a set of footprints down the beach. She'd taken off her usual stilettos and held them in one hand, a cool ocean breeze stirring against her skin. It was a warm night. A calm night. She passed the dock where Dr. Bunya usually kept her Quest stall-- the catgirl professor was nowhere in sight, her usual chair empty. Still, if Morgana needed her, she was sure the game would make some excuse to summon her here. She was tempted for a moment, just to see what would happen, but decided better of it and moved on. She'd never explored the northern part of the Coastline before. Perhaps I'll do some fishing. Or perhaps not. For once, she was happy just to take a walk. When no one was around, Bergamot was curiously peaceful. Calm, like a still pool. There was little sign of the villainess-wannabe who terrorized the island by day, threatening to steal players' Pokemon. There was only a young woman, drawn to a curious sight that glimmered purple beneath the surface. What are those?Lured like prey to the mouth of an anglerfish, the barefoot girl drew closer, mesmerized by the flexing, glowing strands of violet light. They flowed with shadowy phosphorescence through the waves, twisting like snakeskin. A strange mist rose from the fragments. How strange...She found herself stepping into the water. It was cool against her bare feet and she stood with it lapping at her ankles, eyes fixed on the glowing threads rippling just beyond. 1d100n2U0zanw
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Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Mar 13, 2022 23:30:09 GMT 9
"Child's play," Bergamot said, tossing her hair as Big Bee finished off the last of the rodents on this floor. She didn't bother to thank him as the notification popped up, her first of the Tower Challenge so far. Her face lit up. "An Espurr!" she exclaimed, leaping up to catch the Pokeball which materialized before her. She cupped it in both hands, beaming. She wouldn't advertise it exactly, but since nobody had let her steal their Pokemon yet in-game, this was the first Pokemon besides Guillotine she'd gotten. "Another minion for the Ultimate Villainess," she said quickly, pocketing it and looking around. A flash of pink caught her eye from the window she'd flown in from. Was someone else up here? Morgana hiked up her skirts, collected her Guillotine, and proceeded up the stairs to the next floor. While she was on her way, a bucket at the top of the stairs tipped over, spilling a hundred tiny ball bearings into a soup can that proceeded to roll down the railing towards Morgana in a rain like candy skittles. "Guillotine!" She blocked her face with the Piplup, who opened her mouth and shot out another BUBBLEBEAM. Ball bearings pinged and shot in all directions as they ricocheted off the bursting bubbles and Morgana had to duck as they bounced and rolled all around her. "Ugh! This isn't working."Morgana perked up as she realized she had other options, for the first time ever. "Espurr, go!" The kitten materialized on the steps beside her and Morgana beamed. "Remove this obstacle," she declared, "And the foul Patrat behind it, as well!"Espurr concentrated, and the ball bearings still rolling grew still, then floated into the air, surrounded by a faint haze of psychic power. They emptied themselves back into the soup can, which floated over to Morgana. She caught it with the hand that wasn't holding Guillotine. Curses. That was my dramatic gesture hand.There was a squeak from behind her as Espurr turned and sent the responsible Patrat floating out the window as well with a CONFUSION attack. That's one down, Bergamot thought, trying not to be discouraged by the thought. Espurr was looking up at her expectantly. <Mrrow,> it said, glancing at the can in her hands. She felt a twinge of something like nostalgia, or a strange familiarity. Had she met this Pokemon before? "Here you are. For your trouble," Morgana said, handing it the soup can of ball bearings. "I don't know why, but I think I'll call you Senga."PIPLUP USED BUBBLEBEAM (65) ESPURR USED CONFUSION (50) = 115
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Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Mar 13, 2022 21:12:13 GMT 9
Morgana also stopped laughing as the Tropius bent down and plucked Sarah Lee 's hairpin from her head like a child picking a dandelion. The Pokemon was huge. Chryssa had been to museums and seen dinosaur skeletons, but seeing one in the flesh was different. She wondered what it would feel like to have those huge, flat teeth crunch through your skull instead of your hair ornament and had a moment where she felt very sorry for the wounded Oddish. She recovered from her surprise. "Who, me? Why, if you insist," she said airily, summoning Guillotine and shaking the Piplup out like a wet umbrella. She gripped the little penguin firmly by the feet and pointed her straight up in the air. "I will."Guillotine began to frantically beat her flippers. Bergamot's gaze never left Sarah Lee as the straining Piplup attempted to tow her owner into the air like a living propeller hat (with about as much success). The faintest hint of exasperation crossed Morgana's face before she finally settled for kicking off the ground, giving the penguin Pokemon the boost she needed. Morgana's high heels pointed at Sarah Lee like compass needles as she slowly drifted into the air, moving at about the rate of an aquarium jellyfish. Her hair flowed around her as if tossed by water, skirts rippling beneath invisible waves. They finally gained some momentum after a few minutes of this and Morgana enjoyed a leisurely lift into the Canopy treetops, where the head of the dinosaur Pokemon was still waiting. Sarah Lee's hairpin was currently stuck between the Pokemon's flat, plant-chomping teeth, where the distinctive odor of wasabi was coming out in acrid waves. It mixed with the too-sweet smell of bananas from the creature's throat. Disgusting...Now that she was up here, Bergamot saw no real reason to fight this Pokemon. It had moved on to stripping tasty-looking leaves from the tree canopy, and barely seemed cognizant of the pin between its teeth. "Lower... a little lower..." she instructed Guillotine. Looking like she was dangling on the end of a suspension wire, Bergamot finally found herself within arm's reach of the oblivious Tropius. Triumphantly, she reached out with a hand and snatched the hairpin, pulling it to safety. Safety for her."You miscalculated, Oddish girl," the smug voice came from above. Who could have ever imagined Bergamot Gristleborg might betray and double-cross them? "Now that I have your precious hairpin, all the cards are in my hands! Ohohohoho!" Her high-pitched laughter annoyed the Tropius, who looked up from its grazing. It flapped its leafy wings, using a GUST attack to whip up the air. Caught up in the sudden turbulence, Bergamot was swept away by the sudden current. Cursing could be heard as the airborne duo crashed through a set of nearby branches. "Ow! Ow! ...If you want to see your hairpin alive, you'll have to catch me!" her voice drifted back through the trees. "Ha! Ha!"
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Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Mar 13, 2022 20:18:08 GMT 9
Bergamot Gristleborg'S EVIL LAIR POKEMON OBTAINED: 17 POKEMON EVOLVED: 6 POKEMON MADE SHINY: 3
SUPPORTHP: TIER 5 | HEALING: TIER 5 | LVL MOVES: TIER 5PIPLUP | FEMALE | WATER TYPE | | SUPPORT | 350 HP | HEAL: 6d12 +10 | RARE (+10) |
BASIC 1-10 Pound, Growl +5, Water Gun
TIER 1 10-20 Charm +5, Peck, Bubblebeam
TIER 2 20-30 Swagger, Fury Attack, Brine
TIER 3 30-50 Whirlpool, Mist +5, Drill Peck, Hydro Pump
TIER 4 50-70 none
TIER 5 70-100 none
MOVE MOD Hyper Beam | OTHER INFORMATION: Bergamot's starter. Works hard, very tolerant. Says the other half of the Team Rocket motto with her. Equipped: Move Mod (Hyper Beam) *Refreshed on 11/7/23 to Very Rare (+15)
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MUDKIP | MALE | WATER TYPE | | SUPPORT | 350 HP | HEAL: 6d12 +10 | RARE (+10) |
BASIC 1-10 Tackle, Growl +5, Water Gun, Rock Smash, Rock Throw
TIER 1 10-20 Protect +5, Supersonic, Water Pulse
TIER 2 20-30 Rock Slide, Take Down, Amnesia +5
TIER 3 30-50 Surf, Screech +5, Endeavor, Hydro Pump
TIER 4 50-70 none
TIER 5 70-100 none
MOVE MOD Dual Wingbeat
| OTHER INFORMATION: Like a big hound dog. Says "Peep peep." Honestly Morgana's best Pokemon but wildly underutilized. Equipped: Move Mod (Dual Wingbeat)
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GYARADOS | N/A | WATER/FLYING TYPE | | SUPPORT | 350 HP | HEAL: 6d12 +10 | RARE (+10) |
BASIC 1-10 Bite, Flail, Splash, Tackle, Leer +5, Twister, Whirlpool, Ice Fang
TIER 1 10-20 Brine, Scary Face +5
TIER 2 20-30 Waterfall, Crunch, Rain Dance
TIER 3 30-50 Aqua Tail, Dragon Dance +5, Hydro Pump, Hurricane, Thrash
TIER 4 50-70 Hyper Beam
TIER 5 70-100 none
TM MOVES Iron Head | OTHER INFORMATION: Mega Evolution capable. Enjoys sulfuric acid, does not enjoy water. Equipped: Tiny Seal, Karpscale Seal (Violet Saucy)
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GYARADOS | N/A | WATER/FLYING TYPE | MISTY TIMBERLAND | SUPPORT | 350 HP | HEAL: 6d12 +10 | RARE (+10) |
BASIC 1-10 Bite, Flail, Splash, Tackle, Leer +5, Twister, Whirlpool, Ice Fang
TIER 1 10-20 Brine, Scary Face +5
TIER 2 20-30 Waterfall, Crunch, Rain Dance
TIER 3 30-50 Aqua Tail, Dragon Dance +5, Hydro Pump, Hurricane, Thrash
TIER 4 50-70 Hyper Beam
TIER 5 70-100 none
TM MOVES Iron Head | OTHER INFORMATION: Mega Evolution capable. Equipped: Karpscale Seal (Gold Calico)
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KLEFKI | N/A | STEEL/FAIRY TYPE | | SUPPORT | 350 HP | HEAL: 6d12 +10 | UNCOMMON (+5) |
BASIC 1-10 Astonish, Tackle, Fairy Wind
TIER 1 10-20 Torment, Fairy Lock +5, Metal Sound
TIER 2 20-30 Draining Kiss, Recycle +5
TIER 3 30-50 Imprison +5, Flash Cannon, Play Rough, Magic Room +5, Foul Play
TIER 4 50-70 Last Resort
TIER 5 70-100 none | OTHER INFORMATION: Bergamot likes to hold the keys between her fingers so she can jab people. Allegedly.
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SALANDIT | MALE | POISON/WATER TYPE | | SUPPORT | 350 HP | HEAL: 6d12 +10 | UNCOMMON (+5) |
BASIC 1-10 Scratch, Poison Gas +5, Smog, Ember
TIER 1 10-20 Poison Fang, Sweet Scent
TIER 2 20-30 Nasty Plot +5, Incinerate
TIER 3 30-50 Venoshock, Dragon Pulse, Flamethrower, Toxic
TIER 4 50-70 Endeavor
TIER 5 70-100 none
TM MOVES Trailblaze | OTHER INFORMATION: Equipped: Secondary Type Mod (Water)
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Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Mar 13, 2022 20:07:05 GMT 9
As the glowing bubbles rained down like grenades, the lurking purple Magikarp was torn from the waters of the sulphur spring. It was hurled into the air, fins and whiskers flailing as the enhanced Bubblebeam pummeled its body.
Then it landed on the bank, its energy spent. It gave a weak flop.
Morgana let her breath out with relief, and finally scrubbed at the acid on her arm. The tension went out her body. They were done. The battle was over. She'd caught the fish, and it hadn't broken mid-frame and deleted itself from reality.
It was, however, much, much smaller than expected.
From above, due to the diffracting light through the pool, the fish had appeared enormous. In reality, they had just been viewing it through a magnifying glass made of oil, acid, and a brand-new layer of water. In reality, the Magikarp was no bigger than an action figure. She could hold it in one hand like a goldfish. Was this another glitch?
"What?" Bergamot asked, and then--in dawning glee-- "Ah-hah-hah! Puny weak one, I have obtained thee!"
She squatted down to pick the Magikarp up, holding it aloft. "See your folly! Why, you should--"
Light beamed suddenly from the purple Pokemon and Morgana quickly reached for her Pokeball just in time to hurl it at the miniaturized Gyarados which formed from the spinning pixels, its serpentine body no longer than a feather boa. "Marvelous!" Bergamot exclaimed, wrapping her new Pokemon around herself. "I'll call you Rainbow. This has been a lucrative fishing adventure! Hohoho!"
She flexed her hand, absentmindedly, white spots burned into the skin.
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Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Mar 13, 2022 19:55:39 GMT 9
Water Sport was a non-damaging attack, so of course she didn't expect it to have much effect on the enemy swimming below. Still, its HP bar hadn't even blinked. "Bubblebeam," she said, letting out some of the line so that the Magikarp she'd hooked would get a false sense of security before the attack. With Water Sport powering them up, the water-type attack should be unusually effective. Should be. Eyes still slitted, it crossed Morgana's mind that this was another purple Magikarp. Her first Magikarp had been a similar color and had de-spawned upon being weakened, resetting the encounter with a new fish on the line. Here in the Crater, facing another grape-colored monster, there the possibility of another glitch? GLITCH: <[Glitch]56PNUIoZ1d100> 1d100
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Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Mar 13, 2022 19:49:50 GMT 9
The gold-crowned fin disappeared beneath the surface again as swiftly as it had come. Acid sizzled against Guillotine from the Splash and the Piplup kicked her feet to rise higher, shaking off the droplets burning against her skin.
Part of the splash hit Morgana as well, who turned pale at the pain. Curiously, she made no move to wipe away the liquid. Her spine straightened like it had been hammered to an iron rod, her knuckles white against the handle of the fishing rod.
It hurts.
She had high pain tolerance. Sometimes the products Chryssa tested caused rashes, or burning, or other pains. It was interesting to see what they would do. That the acid hurt when it landed on her bare skin was not a surprise. There was no adventure in experiencing natural consequences.
Her grip tightened on the rod. The pain focused her. Reminded her where she was. Not in real life-- right here, right now.
Her eyes narrowed.
"Water Sport," she said, all pretentiousness dropping from her voice. It remained light, airy, like she was giving casual instructions on where to place a bomb. "It's strong in the acid. We'll just have to dilute it."
Guillotine spun in the air, summoning a shower of water that she sent crashing down into the rainbow pool. Water crashed across its surface, floating on top of the dense vitriol and creating a protective barrier between the Magikarp and them.
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Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Mar 13, 2022 19:38:55 GMT 9
Oh yes. This was happening. Breaking from the deep, indigo center of the pool came a royal purple Magikarp, huge and slow as a sleeping shark. She knew immediately it was rare. Of course it was rare if it was breathing hydrogen sulphate, that wasn't a trait of your average, Common Magikarp like the kind Big Bee was surely fishing up at this moment. "Guillotine! It is time!" Bergamot said, throwing out a hand as the rare Magikarp swam closer and closer, eyeing the (rapidly dissolving) bait. Bergamot hadn't thought to put something acid-resistant on the end of the hook. "When spoke the One, then did the follower leap forth. Fly fast, my sweet Guillotine! Peck, with swift intent!"She was just stringing fantastical-sounding buzzwords together with no real meaning, but the word "Peck" seemed to make it through the translation. Guillotine lifted off the ground, swimming over the surface of the pool. Bergamot's Swimmer ability allowed the water-type to swim through the air, which spared her the pain of wading into the acid just to deliver a physical attack. As the slow-moving giant neared the surface and its fins broke the surface, Guillotine aimed a Peck attack down at the gold-crowned creature.
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Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Mar 13, 2022 19:28:35 GMT 9
"That's right," Bergamot said to the audience, "I'm back."
By 'back' she meant back to fishing, not back to the Beta Island Crater. She'd never been here before in her life and it was unpleasant to say the least. Bergamot stood near a deep blue volcanic spring that bubbled at its edges with viritol, creating a gorgeous rainbow effect like a giant, red-rimmed eye. It was lovely, but she was sure even a Swimmer couldn't breathe in that water. Because it wasn't water. It was the chemical that she couldn't spell without looking it up in the dictionary, which she also knew the periodic number for instead for some reason.
Little Johnny took a drink, but he will drink no more For what he thought was H20 Was H2S04.
Ah, she remembered why she remembered. 7th Grade science class. Who could have guessed? And it was called sulfuric acid, by the way. She did look the spelling up. It had been driving her crazy.
The heat came in waves from the black rock all around them, and Morgana shook out her perfectly-dry hair as Guillotine, her Piplup, showered her with a cooling mist to keep her at a comfortable temperature. She was all about catching Magikarp, but she was not about sweating in a game that was, in her opinion, far too eager to show off its immersive temperature control features.
Practicing her monologue, she watched the lure in the pond, waiting for a bite.
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Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Mar 8, 2022 11:24:22 GMT 9
Morgana had already passed through the Five Stages of Hilarity upon seeing Manish running towards them with 51 Mudkip on his heels. Now she had moved into Acceptance. "You've done well, my loyal pawn!" she called to manish , laughing smugly behind her hand as the man scrambled behind her for safety. Bergamot was confident she could protect him-- protect all of them! But she was not here to help people, really, she was here to cause unimaginable mental anguish and suffering. "You know, I could just float away on Guillotine," Morgana said pseudo-threateningly, pretending to swirl a glass of wine. The Piplup she was referring to peeked out from behind Manish, eyes narrowed. "What will you people give me if I decide to assist? Your wealth? Your credit card details? Or perhaps a Pokemon will do."Not giving Manish or Big Bee a choice in the matter, Bergamot pointed towards a troupe of Mudkip who had tumbled away from the main group and were yipping and kipping, preparing to launch their mass attack. "Guillotine, Bubblebeam!" she commanded, lifting the little penguin up like she was a plush stuffed sniper rifle and she! Bergamot Riddle! was the sniper. Bubbles fired out from her living penguin bazooka, missing every target with tantalizing ineptitude. The Mudkip proceeded to flow up and over her still-laughing form, burying her beneath their squishy blue bodies.
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Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Feb 27, 2022 18:04:37 GMT 9
"Allotta's not coming."You could hear the leer in her voice before you even saw her. Bergamot Gristleborg, the virtual villain, the witch of wideo games, slid out from behind a conveniently placed sand-snowman. There was sand caked on her palms and beneath her fingernails, as if she'd been hard at work constructing something (maybe a sand-snowman to hide behind?) Her high heels sunk into the sand as she crossed the stretch of beach towards Big Bee , gesturing leisurely down the Coastline. "I suppose you're here to catch more Magikarp," she said presumptuously, gesturing towards the sea. "You'd better keep away from the Swarm. I've been tracking it."There was no proof of this, and in fact, Bergamot seemed barely conscious of the battered trail of footprints and torn grass that were the clear signs of the Swarm's passage. "Oh, I was kidding about Allotta. She's probably on her way." The young woman narrowed her eyes. "But she has no idea what she's getting into. The Swarm... it's like nothing you've ever seen." She seemed to gloat over the words, relishing the danger. Without taking her eyes off Big Bee, Bergamot pulled up her UI and placed a PUBLIC QUEST MARKER on their current location. It blinked distractingly on her minimap, as it would for any other players in the area. If the Swarm was half as dangerous as she was pretending, they'd need all the help they could get.
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