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Post by Kazuki on Apr 10, 2023 0:22:37 GMT 9
“Alright, so we’re clear on the objective?” Kazuki squints, crouched in one of the wildflower fields with his pokemon. His elbows are hooked over his thighs in a slav squat befitting a hooligan waiting outside your local 7-Eleven.
The bunny in front of him mirrors the pose perfectly. <Loud n’ clear, boss.>
“You go to the fields.”
<I go to the fields.>
“And use your weird little easter bunny instincts to find the instruments.”
<And I use my kickass bunny instincts to find the instruments.>
“And you bring them to me.”
<And I’ll shoot them to the goal.>
“For fuck’s—I said bring! Bring the damn instruments!”
But the scorbunny has already gone on a mad dash across the meadow, scattering burned dandelions in his wake. Kazuki curses, jumping up and chasing after the rabbit before it turns the little chore into a welding project.
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You Can't Take Me
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Post by Kazuki on Apr 9, 2023 0:13:07 GMT 9
Heavy footsteps trudge, crossing dry earth to enter the border of the Steppes. The newcomer’s soles are stained lightly with an unidentifiable black sludge, a souvenir from his brief orientation with Professor Bunya. But his attention isn't on them. They stick to the rain of inky black that lies just beyond the border.
He stops moving a few paces away from Lacrimosa, green eyes taking him in. “Maybe I am.”
This one has a curtain of white hair, but the rest is wrong. “Say, Horns, you see another white-haired bastard around?” He flaps his hand near his temple. “About my height. Built like a brick shithouse. Acts like he has a lamppost shoved up his ass?” What else…?
A little puff of green pops out from behind his shoulder, this pair of eyes much easier to read by comparison. They shine with open excitement and wonder. <You!>
“Ah. Right.” Kazuki taps the side of his head. “He also has cat ears.”
Sprigatito leaps from his trainer’s shoulder, landing—not quite so gracefully. He ends up rolling until he’s lying on the ground beside the unfamiliar trainer, watching his mirror image upside-down.
<Um, I meant to do that.> He says, blinking at the new kitten. <You’re just like me! Hi!>
SPRIGATITO || 150/150
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Kazuki
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You Can't Take Me
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Post by Kazuki on Apr 8, 2023 3:45:09 GMT 9
Sprigatito’s still shaken by the wave of vile energy to stop Phoenix when the torchic’s wing slips out of his mouth. He blinks, realizing the little chick is doing his best to return to the battlefield, his feathers ruffled and caked in dust.
Phoenix sends a volley of fire colliding against the hard stone. The Runerigus turns towards them, Sprigatito’s heart plummeting as his gaze locks onto its eye, barely noticing as Phoenix steps back to protect him.
Spectral hands reach deep into the cavern around them, and with another scream, it rips through the very foundations of the earth, folding it as if it were paper.
Sprigatito screams as solid ground becomes solid no more, breaking into shards his paws struggle to find traction. He tries to run, tries to follow the frantic scrape of Phoenix’s claws as fissure comes hurtling toward them.
The world is sent tumbling. The wind is knocked out of his lungs. He crashes, feels the right side of his body slam against the cave and radiates a pain he can’t describe. He lies there, surprised to find himself still awake, still breathing through it all. His eyes are turned to where Phoenix lies in a heap a stone’s throw away. It’s hard to see if the bird is still breathing amidst all the smoke.
The entrance has collapsed.
Kazuki coughs, barely stopping in time when the Bulldoze struck. When he opens his eyes, the path in front of them has caved, most of its opening filled with rocks. The tunnel has grown even darker. His hand grasps cold air, Silvermoon slipping out to run to their starter’s aid, and when Kazuki turns, he sees only them crouched over the floor beside two smaller, trembling shapes, their silhouettes traced by the sickly violet glow of the Runerigus’ single eye.
“Oh, you are such a fucking pain,” Kazuki hisses, lunging forwards, his good hand picking up a chunk of rock.
“OI! ASSWIPE!” He hurls it at the Runerigus’ eye, the creature growling as the stone smacks against its façade. It turns, scanning the shadows.
“Over here!” Another call, another rock. Kazuki moves in the narrow passage, blind as a mole and moving by feeling through the irregular rock formations. The enraged pokemon launches stones at him as he goes. There isn’t nearly enough hiding spots to keep this up forever, or even for five minutes.
Sprigatito staggers, slowly picking himself up from the floor as the Runerigus attempts to locate his trainer. He looks towards Silvermoon and Phoenix, two new friends battered and far too close to the monster to escape. He stares up at the glowing runes all over his opponent’s body and wishes he could make it go away.
“Fuck.” Kazuki mutters, watching as the nearest stone formation is shattered into dust. He stands there, clutching his wounded shoulder as he glares down the ugly wall’s face.
He clicks his tongue. “Man, your drawings aren’t even that cool.” Even though he’d been admiring it just a while ago. “What a shit last thing to see before I die.”
The Runerigus screams, lunging, only to get captured in a tornado of glowing leaves. Sprigatito wheezes, full-on shaking now from exertion, his limit drawing near.
The tower of sentient stone seems to falter a moment, but when the glowing leaves fade, falling daintily onto the floor, it rouses.
And the earth begins to tremble once again.
“Nice try,” Kazuki’s voice can be heard, his words directed to his cat, to Silvermoon, to this wreck of a team and quest, before he and Sprigatito are quickly drowned by the earthquake.
SPRIGATITO used LEAFAGE (Sweeper x2 Fast Attack) The WILD RUNERIGUS took 82 damage! SPRIGATITO took 20 damage! WILD RUNERIGUS used EARTHQUAKE (Basic Attack) SPRIGATITO took 30 damage! SPRIGATITO has fainted!
KAZUKI is out of useable pokemon! KAZUKI WHITED OUT!
TORCHIC: 7/150 WILD RUNERIGUS: 127/500
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Kazuki
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You Can't Take Me
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Post by Kazuki on Apr 8, 2023 0:07:39 GMT 9
Verai answers him slowly, Kazuki’s gaze flicking from where the man’s hands smooth Sprigatito’s fur to steady eyes mirroring his contempt. The crease between his brows deepens the longer he listens, the situation—“That’s it?” He grits, but it doesn’t deter Verai from continuing, from poking holes into how he’s been playing the game.
He knows, of course, that his starter wants his attention. The cat has all the subtlety of an elbow to the face. Since their meeting, it’s been nothing but whining in his ear, copious amounts of fur rubbed onto his skin and clothes, and the sight of the reckless little puffball throwing himself at everything, everything, even opponents thrice his size and made of stone. Stupid. Needy.
And how the hell was he supposed to know there was an argument? Distrust? He glares over his shoulder to Mudbray and Buizel still waiting by the sidelines, the former looking away, the latter fidgeting with guilt written over her face.
“I haven’t said anything to him.” Sure, he hasn’t been showering the thing with compliments. He doesn’t fawn over them like Verai, doesn’t coddle them as if they’re made of glass. But why would that even matter? Why would any of that frivolous bullshit matter to a pile of screaming pixels?
Sprigatito turns and bunts his head past the hand petting him, burying his face in Verai’s chest.
“Son of a— Alright! Fine! Fuck!” He pulls up his UI, practically punching the buttons with his fingers. “Stupid, shitty-ass game, fucking infuriating little—why even make this an option if it’ll just cause problems?!” Through the torrent of profanity, Kazuki jabs into his account settings.
“There.” He waves away the window that has somehow dealt a prominent blow to his pride, still glowering at Verai as he speaks, “I changed it. I can talk to the brat now, so—” his attention returns to Sprigatito, who remains curled up against the other man, but whose ears twitch, giving away how he listens to the conversation. “You! Fucking tell me next time you’re fighting with the team, got it?”
Silence. It’s a pause before Sprigatito stirs, gingerly turning his head to look at his trainer. He’s pouting.
<You can… you can understand me now?>
The rage on Kazuki’s face fizzles, replaced instead with confusion.
“They talk with subtitles?!”
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Kazuki
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You Can't Take Me
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Post by Kazuki on Apr 7, 2023 22:10:03 GMT 9
Aaand there’s the answer to his earlier question. Kazuki’s nose scrunches at the sight of another Magnemite floating nearby. It doesn’t appear to be a malevolent ball of electricity like the one he has, but he’s not taking chances.
<Time to g—oh!> Sprigatito leaps, only to be caught mid-air, his claws swiping at nothing as he wiggles.
“We’re not dealing with that shit again,” Kazuki spits, pivoting on his heel and heading off in the other direction. He’s getting sick of the constant threat of a migraine. Pain is one thing, but they don’t exactly dispense ibuprofen in UNOVR.
Spawn Reset
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Kazuki
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You Can't Take Me
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Post by Kazuki on Apr 7, 2023 22:06:30 GMT 9
Sprigatito leads the charge, oblivious apparently, to the low humming that has appeared in the area. Kazuki presses his fingers to his temple, trying to ignore it. Tinnitus hasn’t broken out of its ball yet. Actually, it's been quite docile, which is alarming in of itself. He never figured out if the damn thing is capable of disrupting his avatar even at rest, but if it can, then that just cements his need to get rid of it as soon as possible.
He thinks of the absent shrine as he watches the mint cat investigate some pebbles, noting how Sprigatito is carefully weaving their path away from the burrows along the hill. There is that function… exalt? No, a quest. The professor has been requesting for metallic pokemon. He can trade in two, if she'll let him step in the tent.
“Should probably ask her,” he mulls to himself. If anyone knew what went down with the Prince, it would probably be the NPCs, right? And Professor Ash is, well, a professor. If the information he wants isn't with her, he'll just have to shake down some players. Maybe experienced ones like Domino. Or he could just tag along with Verai again, seeing as the guy's a magnet for trouble.
He hops and steps across the strange rock formations dotting the Steppes, his kitten weaving in and out of his shadow as they search for the next pokemon.
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Kazuki
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You Can't Take Me
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Post by Kazuki on Apr 7, 2023 16:46:31 GMT 9
all thrill, no stress, all our muses left behind
Fast Attack x2 - SPRIGATITO LEAFAGE - GRASS Damage Taken: -20 HP (-10 per dice) km34srwt2d20 + Rarity (10) + Supereffective (20) TOTAL BONUSES x2
Basic Attack - RUNERIGUS EARTHQUAKE - GROUND 1d30
2d20·1d30
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Post by Kazuki on Apr 7, 2023 16:23:18 GMT 9
With the Klink felled, Sprigatito has now proceeded with his little victory dance. <Didja see? Didja see?> He cheers, hopping on his little feet.
It has Kazuki raising a brow. "You've killed bigger things than this." He doesn't understand the excitement. Then again, he supposes kids got delighted fairly easily. "Wouldn't you want to fight something even bigger?" He offers a challenge instead.
Sprigatito's expression turns serious, no longer bunny hopping, but instead taking on a strong stance. He has fought bigger opponents by now. Heâs taken down a Nidoqueen!
(Then again, he might've gotten some help from his friends. And the power of flight.)
<I'll fight it! I'll fight everyone who stands in my way!> Sprigatito declares, marching forwards- a sight that's more funny than admirable because it reminds Kazuki of how pets move when they're made to wear booties for the first time.
ENTERING THE TALL GRASS!
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You Can't Take Me
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Post by Kazuki on Apr 7, 2023 16:14:15 GMT 9
The seeds rain down on the Klink’s body, enraging it. It’s a bit comical; the sentient cogs had clown faces, and when angered, procured thick angry eyebrows over their big eyes and blue plastic ball-like noses.
It was a little less amusing when it began to retaliate. It shot sparks against Sprigatito, who wasn’t quite agile enough to dodge them. The kitten cries out as he’s hit with the shocks, having to pause and shake out his fur. His limbs still felt strange even after.
Puffing out his cheeks, Sprigatito aims his leaves at the Klink, playtime turning into target practice.
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Post by Kazuki on Apr 7, 2023 16:10:43 GMT 9
The first thing to pop out is what looks to be a sentient set of cogs. It clicks its wheels together, floating gently across the Steppes as Sprigatito begins chasing after it, less in pursuit of battle and more because he likes how it sounds. He mimics it, clicking as he runs.
Kazuki follows after the cat languidly, eventually reaching close enough to where Sprigatito is hopping up on his hind legs, trying to catch the Klink. After missing another big hop, the cat proceeds to shoot at it with a barrage of seeds, trying to coax it down.
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You Can't Take Me
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Post by Kazuki on Apr 7, 2023 16:04:32 GMT 9
There doesn’t appear to be many other trainers around, at least in the area he’s decided to investigate. He sees the sparse shrubs tremble every so often, a glance of a shadow passing behind the jutting stones, but so far no pokemon has garnered the audacity to step forwards.
Sprigatito eventually hops down from his shoulder when he begins to slow, mustering enough courage to take the lead. The kitten scampers about, sniffing some grass, chewing flowers. Kazuki keeps an eye on him. Or at least he keeps him in the peripheries; damn thing is so small that it could get snapped up by a hawk if he leaves it alone.
He squints up at the cloudy skies, seeing small crackles of light behind the veil of gray. He wonders if that giant bird is up there, waving the shrine around like some sort of avian wizard.
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Post by Kazuki on Apr 5, 2023 18:34:59 GMT 9
The Steppes rumble with anticipation.
He doesn’t flinch as the skies flash at irregular intervals. He’s been here so many times already that it’s become the route he’s most comfortable with. Plus, it’s hard to be intimidated when he’s already felt the wrath of god here. If feeling the wrath of god on Route 3 would net him a byte, he would have two bytes—which isn't much, but it’s weird to have happened twice.
Sprigatito on his shoulder sniffs the air, his eyes flicking here and there, already worked up. The cat didn’t have good memories of this route—save for when he spent time with Silvermoon and the brief time he spent flying in the air with his teammates—but he’s too stubborn to allow himself to go back in his pokeball. His body is stiff with concern, recalling the many times he’s witnessed his trainer injured on this route.
Kazuki, apparently unconcerned for the warnings of the past and his starter's uncharacteristic silence, proceeds to explore.
ENTERING THE TALL GRASS!
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Kazuki
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You Can't Take Me
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Post by Kazuki on Apr 5, 2023 18:22:52 GMT 9
In wake of the Giant Shrine’s disappearance and the revival of the entity called Zapdos, Kazuki has taken up more digital cardio.
It’s a pain in the ass, for sure; any plans to train in the Surge Steppes would require heading to another area for healing, as only two shrines remain. Most would opt for fast travel, but he wants to feel the burn in his legs. It’s a breath of fresh air, not being weighed down by a cast.
Sprigatito hums, singing some nonsense ‘meow meow meow’ song as they approach the Precipice Shrine. The lyrics come to a gradual stop as the massive hole comes into view, a wave of psychic energy emitting from the pit with a low, foreboding hum.
“Not a shrine,” Kazuki comments, leaning over the edge to stare at the pit. The cat on his shoulder yelps as he nearly falls off, only for his trainer’s tattooed hand to nab him by the scruff. “This is why I keep telling you to get in the damn ball,” he grumbles, replacing the puffball on his shoulder, the cat mewling gratefully.
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You Can't Take Me
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Post by Kazuki on Apr 5, 2023 10:53:39 GMT 9
Sprigatito feels the blood drain out of his face as the monster approaches undeterred, its jaw unhinging. His trembling eyes stay locked onto the mouth, if it could even be called that. No teeth, no tongue, and no flesh inside. A dense, endless black hole.
The roar that comes next dislodges him from the ground, from his friends, sending him flying back as the trees around are scalped by the ensuing gale.
The wind whips hard against Kazuki's back, the unholy sound behind him causing every muscle in his body to tense. His feet reflexively dig into the lip of the pit but find nothing to brace against. He sees Verai’s hand latch onto his shoulder, pulling him along, into the abyss.
The freefall becomes a flash of spasmodic colors, scraping winds, and then pure white.
It’s only when he feels a hand shove his shoulder that he comes to. “M’going to kill ‘em.” His voice comes out muffled under the pile of cats on his face. “Everyone who allowed this half-finished shitheap of a game to ship. I’m going to kill them.”
Sprigatito mewls as he’s lifted by his scruff and placed on what feels like solid ground. Kazuki piles the cats on the floor and takes in the strange sight over their heads. He can’t even find it in him to be surprised, his eyes lidded and brows scrunched with disgust.
He raises his hand and tries to tap on the UI. Main Menu. Exit.
“This again,” he grumbles, tapping furiously on the icons. They blink and sound as if they’ve been pressed, but don’t do anything. He braces his arm against the ground and lifts the upper half of his body creakingly, ignoring the waves of soreness to see which godless place they’ve been sent to.
The new area is—well, it’s not terrifying but not exactly comforting. Walls have been erected everywhere, in metal or concrete or tile, creating corridors. There are lights but they’re placed haphazardly, as if designed for the walls they’re embedded in rather than the room.
And there are berries. And leaves, and stones, and all manners of things they saw in Birchwild. The items are floating. When they touch the ground, they tip over, affected by gravity.
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Kazuki
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You Can't Take Me
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Post by Kazuki on Apr 5, 2023 3:13:11 GMT 9
The plan of fighting the sentient wall with two pocket-sized critters is not exactly working. The seeds and the rush of flames only serve to deter it momentarily, giving them a precious few seconds before the Runerigus counterattacks. Kazuki isn’t thinking about the battle behind him. His eyes are set forwards, to Silvermoon’s back and the exit ahead.
In the middle of those precious seconds, Silvermoon turns and tries to push past him, calling out the name of their pokemon.
Kazuki hisses, grabbing them with his good hand. “Do you want to die?! You can call the bird back when we’re out!” He opens his mouth to say something else but is quickly cut off by another bloodcurdling howl.
The ground under Sprigatito’s paws is shaking so hard he’s afraid he’ll fall through. Sand and stone debris are pouring in from the ceiling. The dust clouds settle enough for him to see Phoenix pressed against the walls.
<Back off!> comes his little war cry, charging forwards with blades of iridescent grass. The Runerigus covers its eye as the blades ricochet off its arms. Sprigatito skids to a stop near Phoenix, taking the Torchic’s fluffy wing in his mouth as he tries to tug him to safety behind a rock. <Chiggy! Wrr godda go!!>
His efforts are halted as the temperature in the cavern drops. His fur stands and he shivers, grateful then to be near the fire type as a veil of chilling energy spreads through the tunnel. It reaches through his fur, his skin—the sensation of some dreadful thing scratching his bones.
Kazuki curses, attempting to yank Silvermoon one-handed towards the exit. The hairs on his skin are now standing. The air has turned repulsive, as if a corpse had been deposited somewhere. “Come on, come on!” He looks towards the meager light seeping through the exit.
Fuck, they’re so close. They’re so close.
SPRIGATITO used MAGICAL LEAF (Sweeper x2 Fast Attack) The WILD RUNERIGUS took 80 damage! SPRIGATITO took 20 damage! WILD RUNERIGUS used OMINOUS WIND (Basic Attack) SPRIGATITO took 21 damage!
SPRIGATITO: 77/150 TORCHIC: 93/150 WILD RUNERIGUS: 267/500
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