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Post by Kallisto on Nov 23, 2023 17:38:08 GMT 9
Kallisto had a deadline approaching, but it didn't mean he didn't have the time to hop into UNOVR to pick up a routine goodie (or so he convinced himself). To make it quick, he ran into another tower so that it wouldn't take too long to participate and then he could hop back out. He had actually yet to visit this one (or wait, he had gone to the Cat Tower before, but this one was a repeated tower, much like the wormies). If nothing else, it would make for good trade fodder.
The problem was a prompt. What was a sound-based move? Even if he knew that the system would tell him which Pokemon had usable moves, it still took a while to look through his increasing inventory to find those that could fulfill the requirement: Aegis and Pierce. With Growl, specifically, a move that didn't really seem to do much of anything other than potentially intimidate the opponent when he let the penguin demonstrate it.
Lightly shrugging, he pulled out Pierce's PokeBall and let the cat out of the bag. He snapped his fingers, trying to remember something, ❝You're a...you're called a Meowth, right?❞
<Ooh, Meowster trying to be a Pokemon expert?>
❝Trying not to be too much of a newb.❞ he replied, eyeing the rats that were skittering about. Didn't seem like they reached a stage where there was a particular obstacle just yet. ❝Use Growl on them!❞
The cat let out a confused noise, but it was the trainer's orders, so...he pretended to raise some sleeves and walk up to the Pokemon with his two legs -- well, it was more like he was sauntering like a gangster. Bewildered but worried, the rat was paralyzed in place before Pierce went on all fours and let out the snarliest Growl he could come up with, teeth bared. Err, the rat looked scared and was hiding its face, but now what?
Meowth used Growl! Prompt #8: [Tower]dVITz6wJ1d50 1d50
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Post by Kallisto on Nov 15, 2023 22:32:16 GMT 9
#s://c~l3n~co/i/mNwLNC~jpeg Oh, apparently the banquet was right now according to the weird purple Pokemon. Okay, that was fine, it wasn't like he was doing anything pressing at the moment, anyway. With the portal open, he stepped inside, momentarily blinded before he stepped into an entirely different scene. He thought that the reason why he remembered pink was because of clouds, but now that he was here, without the adrenaline of the Thunderfall Raid over him, he realized now that it was actually leaves. This place was a forest, perhaps meant to mirror the grove in the world that they came from, but it towered above them, and somehow they formed the walls of what seemed to be a palace.
Kallisto was someone that had never seen this place other than its current state of beautiful and strange, ever-changing yet fascinating. He then realized that he was once again wearing different clothing. Huh, this looked different compared to what he was wearing last time (or was it? Suddenly he wasn't sure, but he decided to play along anyway. It was vastly more comfortable than anything Alexander would've worn). Aegis ohh'ed and ahh'ed at everything, and frankly he seemed more suited to this place, of nobles and castles, compared to him. His eyes lingered on those paint buckets though, for he certainly was not confident in his dancing skills nor his ability to play musical instruments.
Yet there was also that singular wall of shifting colors and visions, and he recognized it to be Thunderfall, but also not quite. Of what could've been, if things were different, but they were not pretty images. He wondered if that meant they made the right choice, or if there was still a better choice out there that they had not been able to realize within the event.
<Master, look!> Aegis whispered while patting on Kallisto's shoulder. He then gestured to those sitting at the throne. The player tried to recall if she was there in Thunderfall, but it was a hazy memory. BBB was nowhere in sight, it seemed. But they listened, nonetheless, curious on what they were doing here and what they had to do. Kallisto combed through his still messy, spiky hair, thinking.
❝Are you sure you can't paint?❞
<Well...I haven't tried, but-->
❝This is a good place to start.❞ he knew that his Pokemon was going to try to get out of not participating. ❝There's a shitton of paint and a shitton of wall to paint on.❞
<I never knew you were enthusiastic about painting.>
He walked to one of the paint buckets; its colors shifting between purple, blue, pink, orange, and white. Palettes of the skies, between dawn and dusk, twilight and sunrise. He noticed that there were also plenty of brushes in circular tins. Picking up a rather small one, he dipped the brush into the paint bucket and watched the colors sparkle. ❝I'm just an opportunist.❞
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Post by Kallisto on Nov 15, 2023 20:19:12 GMT 9
Cats. Lots of 'em. They didn't seem to know much about what was going on, based from the chorus of meows he heard, which had entangled words in them. Their coat suggested a fiery appearance, but they were placid for the mean time, acting like how cats normally did. But the cat that was talking to him, the one that had asked for the password, directed him to another set of rooms, a hallway that suggested a hotel. Was this place a hotel? He had never really bothered to check before, since he had never tried sleeping in the game. Placing his hands in his pants pockets, he followed, keeping his eyes peeled and a neutral expression on his face. Everything felt like what he was going to do here was meant to matter a lot, and in a way, that was what made Kallisto nervous.
They stopped in front of Room 104. At this stage, Kallisto thought that what he was about to do seemed like it would need some kind of suspenseful background music. Yes, his mind was wandering.
Then the door opened. It's good to see you again.
And mentally, the player scoffed, because he was very sure that she didn't know him. Not personally, anyway, not like the others who were much more invested in this game than he was, who had been here longer and were really there to shape the world as he saw it today. But he replied to the pleasantries all the same, with an even tone, a tiniest of a smile. ❝Same to you.❞
He followed her instructions and decided to sit on the chair, because the bed seemed a little too casual for his liking. He took the coffee, not wanting to refuse, but also thinking that this might've been his first time trying to drink something in the game. Actually, he couldn't recall if he hadn't tried. He took a sip anyway, noting that it was not too hot, but warm and pleasant. Hm. Kallisto listened quietly, wondering what would've happened if he fumbled the password. What she talked about was familiar - he did just read about it online out of curiosity. And...he supposed this was mentioned for a reason? Because she wanted to spare Big Bird? Thinking about it, he did recall how she was confused about the other players talking to the raid boss.
But to his surprise, he was given the floor first. And she had questions? For him? He furrowed his brows, placing the coffee mug on the little circular table in front of him first before scratching the back of his head. ❝Why do you look like I'm going to shout at you? We're both adults here, aren't we?❞ he thought for a few moments; his gaze elsewhere. On the coat, perhaps, or on the plain wooden furniture in the room. ❝I didn't even look like this when we first met. Maybe something's telling you that I've always looked like this. If that's the case, we can drop that line of thought, but I guess I can thank you for giving me Aegis all those months ago.❞ and he meant that sincerely. ❝I wouldn't be sitting here right in front of you if it weren't for him.❞
Another pause, a bit of a frown. And then, a sudden thought; his eyes widening. ❝I never got a chance to ask you about the corruption. I...actually tried to go in there. To Mistra. Something came back with me. It's been quiet lately, but I still feel it. I don't know how much you know, but it's probably more than what I've been able to gather. So...❞ he rested his elbows on his lap, his fingers interlocking as he leaned forward. ❝Let's exchange information, shall we?❞
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Post by Kallisto on Nov 9, 2023 0:47:37 GMT 9
❝An Ultra what?? Is that even a Pokemon?!❞ whatever tiny fish said was pretty much on everyone's minds at that moment, for even if Kallisto didn't know what exactly an Ultra Beast was, he could already tell that it was no ordinary creature and could potentially hit as hard as Big Bird if they were not careful. Basically, they could die, and it would be so much worse than the episode with the piranha. The player tried to figure out where to move, but there was really nowhere else safer than land, so he turned back, keeping distance. The fish that had formed into a much bigger fish (how did that happen?) was able to block the tentacles lashing out at them, but then Laguna provided some more information that was rather horrifying.
❝A parasite?!❞ immediately he questioned in his mind if it was the same as the one he had, but no, she mentioned toxins prior to that, so it seemed different, but still equally deadly. Kallisto was almost tempted to quip that he already had a parasite stuck on him, but that was only going to cause more panic than lighten the mood. He gritted his teeth when he already saw some of the fish falling off (ah, it was a giant school! Goddamn that was cool), ❝Aegis! You're part Steel now, right? Hammer it down!❞ he researched on this -- if a Pokemon had the steel typing, they were pretty much immune to poison. He made sure to remember that since his Pokemon would gain that typing once he evolved, making it quite useful. It had its drawbacks, of course, like gaining weaknesses to other typings, but in this case, he hoped it would be what would turn the situation around.
<Right away, Master!> the edges of the Empoleon's flippers glowed silver before leaping into the air and striking the Ultra Beast while it was still fending off the fishies. The attack sent it closer to the water's surface, which Aegis followed up with a powerful Bubble Beam.
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Post by Kallisto on Nov 9, 2023 0:34:44 GMT 9
He remembered smiling when he saw her message; a part of him was worried that she wasn't going to bother replying, or even open it for that matter. If she never went back online, he wouldn't blame her, as it was really just a game and real life took priority. Nonetheless, if anyone had stakes in this game, Kallisto felt like Odile was more passionate about it than he was. Well, those thoughts could be quelled now, since she was here online somewhere. They set up a time to meet, and that brought things back to the present.
He didn't expect the shout, which reverberated on the old walls of the building. Still, it was good to see her so chipper and looking like how he remembered her. Aegis also raised a flipper, noting the Frogadier that was clinging on to her. Unfortunately for Kallisto, that was not all of the surprises that Odile had in store for him. It didn't register quickly that she wasn't exactly stopping when she approached him, and before he knew it, arms were around him at what felt like a bear hug, and for a moment it felt like he short-circuited. Okay, he had dated before, had some flings here and there, but a relationship never really stuck, and he had been rather introverted the past few years. In other words, this was the first hug-like interaction he had gotten in quite some time, and even if it was virtual, he could still feel all of its warmth, and it overwhelmed him briefly.
He was unable to return the hug but didn't push her away, trying not to let his mind flood with only thoughts of: she's so close (as if he hadn't carried her during the Thunderfall Raid, but that was different). ❝C-could be better, could be worse.❞ he responded noncommittally, ❝Glad to see that you're doing well. And yeah, managed to evolve him before heading in here. This place is supposedly dangerous, after all.❞ (was the heat on his cheeks evident in the poor lighting? Please God he hoped not).
On the other hand, the Empoleon was chipper and ignoring the awkward situation his trainer was in. <Good to see you too, friend!> it might be possible to note that his voice had gotten slightly deeper, if one remembered how it originally sounded like. <How'd you find this place so far? Master and I have yet to see any other Pokemon. Have you?>
❝I also have the keycard here.❞ Kallisto fished it out of his pocket. Most of the print was faded save for the big black bar that stretched across it and a few random letters and numbers. ❝We can move out as soon as we're ready. I have a bad feeling that we might get stuck in there for a while until we finish the quest. It just has that vibe.❞
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Post by Kallisto on Nov 8, 2023 20:06:04 GMT 9
YOU'RE LISTENING TO RADIO UNOVR ❝Hello, this is DJ Kallisto broadcasting from Briarbane Settlement, serving you the best music on the go. We're currently taking song requests, so make sure to give us those sweet tunes on the correct chat channel: #RadioUNOVR. (They're not letting me go until I complete this--).❞
You suddenly hear a static buzz after the self-confession from the DJ, who sounded like a natural but then was deadpan in the next moment. The notification and audio clip would pop up if one was looking through the server chat messages, and now there was a new specific channel for song submissions. There seems to be additional instructions though:
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Post by Kallisto on Nov 8, 2023 12:33:21 GMT 9
Kallisto had visited the guild house before, but he hadn't made it a point to acquaint himself with the NPC guild leader, not yet, until today. She was in another one of the rooms in the base, sitting like a mafia boss amidst her collection of prizes. The game must've placed these for flavor, but the player couldn't help but wonder if each of these had a story to tell, and if she would bother to tell him if he asked. He sorely felt out of place in here, after all. If he was still wearing his Alexander avatar, he might be able to summon up more pomp to match her exuberance, but right now he was just him; a little lanky and wearing comfortable, modern clothes. It was like he was the NPC plucked from the streets and delivered here for a verdict.
Anyway, he was just here for one thing: ❝I'd like that, uh,❞ he squinted at the UI box that only he could see to read the name, ❝Mawile. For these three.❞ he placed down three Pokeballs containing two fishes and one worm. Before he could fully think about it, though, he added the tiniest snark, ❝Bad enough for you?❞ but he honestly had no clue what the guild master would do with these Pokemon. Chop them up for food? Sacrifice them to the shrine? Or maybe the game did nothing with them at all, just deleting them from existence? In any case, he did not really care all too much (he thought to convince himself).
Kallisto offers for a Mawile: 2x Magikarp (White Calico and Apricot) 1x Blipbug
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Post by Kallisto on Nov 8, 2023 10:15:22 GMT 9
wouldnt that be something, id get to see you irl
but ok fine gimme a minute Three minutes later...
google said its polish for stain idk
what u doing starting over? bothering someone w ur principles?
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Post by Kallisto on Nov 6, 2023 19:36:25 GMT 9
Kallisto knew little of the Dream Kingdom save for that brief brush of weirdness in the Thunderfall Raid. He remembered being given some pretty fancy clothes that disappeared once the raid had ended, but the data had been saved into his avatar if he so wished to change back to it. Or at least, a copy of what it looked like. He wasn't exactly inclined right now to do just that. But if he was asked to remember what he saw over there in that brief moment, well, he could remember blue. And pink. Bubbles, and a giant blue bird (Big Blue Bird, BBB for short).
Anyway, those thoughts were what was coursing through his head upon being presented an invitation from two Pokemon that he couldn't describe in a single word, so he gave up trying. ❝The Imagination Banquet...❞ he...wasn't much of an artist. Someone who imagined? Hmm, he had daydreamed, who didn't? He didn't feel qualified, and when he glanced at Aegis, as if silently asking if he could draw, the large penguin just shrugged. (How was he going to draw with flippers?)
Well, it felt like an opportunity. More importantly, it felt like a quest, and quests meant rewards, so who was he to refuse. The question now was how to activate it. He noted that there was a name tag on the larger Pokemon and moved a little closer to read it. ❝Earl Slam...son of Breakcourt.❞ weird name. ❝Don't suppose I can ask you how I can get to the Dream Palace? When is this happening, by the way? Do I just come back here again some other time?❞
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Post by Kallisto on Nov 6, 2023 18:40:42 GMT 9
Kallisto still wondered why he was given a letter, when it felt like he barely had a connection to her besides being the first NPC he saw in the game. He thought back to it, when he was still trying out the avatar he so painstakingly created to get a better idea of how to act the role he was given. It was hard, moving around in that cape and in those stuck-up clothes, and knocking down his tone a pitch, like he was back at work. In hindsight, it was a painfully stupid idea, and now he had a penguin calling him Master (even if none of his other Pokemon followed) and a scarred memory that made him quit his career as a streamer (on paper, he simply graduated).
Maybe that was why he paid so little attention to the letter until it turned out there was a quest associated with it. And then he sent a message to a "friend" (though the term was being stretched) because he didn't really felt bothered enough to solve it (he had to admit that he honestly didn't notice the spelling mistakes either. Maybe he would've caught it if he gave it maybe a few more reads, but he only skimmed through it once, and he was left with...little). The contents of the letter, after all, were already things she said before, specifically during the Thunderfall Raid. It was nothing new to him, though it was nice to read them rather than hear them being shouted amidst pouring rain or popped through the notification bar.
He squinted, giving it a couple of reads. Anomalies was the L, supernatural was the P...he had trouble finding S, but once he had all of the other letters, he could guess out the word they were trying to form. What did it even mean, though? According to the internet, there was apparently a Team Plasma that was like the main bad guys of Unova, and one didn't need to spell out what UNOVR was named after...
Was the game bringing them back in some way? Kallisto wouldn't even know how that would work nor what they did other than the light reading he did. In any case, he might be entangled and forced into finding out. He wondered: was Professor Ash going to follow the trend of meta-breaking characters they have been seeing in recent years, where pre-programmed faces cry out into the void, wishing to break free from their chains, but could never do so? He supposed that was entertainment, to make them think. He would like to see how far the game decided to push this narrative, then. (And it didn't mean that he didn't care, because he cared about his Pokemon, who were also bundles of data and code. He just...maybe his circle of compassion was smaller than he thought).
❝Plasma.❞
The door would open a couple of moments later, and he was invited to step inside a place he had never been.
Time to see what the cat dragged in.
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Post by Kallisto on Nov 6, 2023 15:38:09 GMT 9
we didnt ho with poe as much as we did w shakespeare
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Post by Kallisto on Nov 6, 2023 15:16:01 GMT 9
Honestly, this looked like trouble written all over it. Kallisto happened to be in the area, preparing for his trip to the new region, and with Aegis recently evolved, it would be nice to test this newfound strength on something that wasn't highly dangerous. As it turned out, he had yet to complete nor even start the Rival quest, which did seem like a perfect training ground for this sort of thing. The player that was hit by the quest first though did not look pleasant to work with, like, if looks could kill, he would've bore holes into that NPC's head by now.
"Hey hey! No need to be so hasty, pasty. We ain't doing that kind of scuffle, we doing Pokemon battling!” and then, as luck would have it, the NPC's eyes would meet Kallisto's, and said trainer could only curse under his breath as--"Yo gold eyes! Wanna throw down with Mr. Angry Pasty? Promise I'll show you a good time!” (and he could see the sparkles too with that hair flip, it wasn't just argent).
Oh fuck me. ❝Guess I don't have a choice. Rules?❞
The NPC pushed argent's face with his hand. "Good 'ol doubles! You send out one each and I send out two! Ready to rock and roll when you are!”
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Post by Kallisto on Nov 4, 2023 15:16:22 GMT 9
Laguna. He would keep the name in mind as waves crashed and splashed and sputtered around them, far from pleasant, closer to turmoil. ❝Likewise. I've only been here briefly and have yet to encounter what exactly's around here, but...❞ if it wasn't Pokemon, what was it? Some kind of monstrous entity? Weren't Pokemon inherently monsters, just cute? Maybe these were also monsters, but not cute? That seemed plausible. Anyway, the little crying fish was also looking super nervous, yelling that they were going to die. Wasn't that dandy? Aegis was similarly nervous, looking around constantly. They were in near open waters, and while he knew that both trainers had something to help them with the water, it didn't mean that they were fast swimmers. Being able to move in water did not mean that they were safe from a pair of jaws.
But it was not teeth that were going to attack them. <Watch out!>
Aegis quickly shot a Bubble Beam at a white tentacle that was about to grab Kallisto. It came from the water, and retreated back into the depths. ❝W-what was that?!❞ some kind of giant squid?! Were they going to fight a Pokemon after all? It was then a small section of the water began to glow a bright blue, and out from the turbulent waves rose a human-sized jellyfish, white and ghostly. ❝Hey uh, do you happen to know what that is?❞ he asked in a panic, because if this thing was entirely new to all players, they were going to be in a heap of trouble. The jellyfish floated silently, as if appraising them, and then there were noises - it was hard to discern. Kallisto thought it was static, but it was more like he couldn't understand what language it was speaking in.
Just as suddenly as it had appeared, it lunged towards the pair, tentacles spread out.
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Post by Kallisto on Nov 4, 2023 1:02:21 GMT 9
Hey, I know it's been a while since you've been online, but I'm just sending a message in case you come on. I'm at the new region, actually, in Ostellia. Somehow one of my Pokemon found something that'll give us access to somewhere deep down. At least, I think it's deep down. Could use someone to watch my back, if you're game. Kallisto didn't dare take another step. Wind whipped around him, creating noise that rattled whatever loose ends were hanging on their dear life in the mess of the Nexus. Rust was everywhere, a sea of decaying browns and reds, mangled with the gray of its old self, mostly covered from sight. The player was standing in front of a long girder, and beside him were two of his Pokemon - Aegis and Ballista respectively. The large penguin was mostly for cover, but if the beams proved to be too unstable to support their weight, he would have to return him to his Pokeball. The fire rat, on the other hand, was still unevolved, so he was light enough to run with the little likelihood of tripping anything. He was mostly here as a light source and support.
Either way, they were not going to go much further until the other party showed up. A red dot on his map blinked insistently, located somewhere beyond the girder to another entrance into the abandoned buildings. Based on the quest, he was meant to use the keycard that Pierce found there. That cat managed to have the best luck (or was this not a lucky instance?)
<Master...> the whining of a deeper voice didn't seem fitting for the large penguin, but Kallisto understood. This place was unnatural and terrifying. There were no Pokemon in sight, but they were not alone. His Pokemon had already told him of catching glimpses of something moving, but they were unable to give a clear description. He had yet to see any of this for himself.
❝I know, I know. We need to tough it out, otherwise...❞
The parasite was behaving so far, as quiet as the buildings that surrounded and closed in on them. He hoped it would stay that way. Barely any sunlight reached this place, with the only indication of the outside to the right, across other fallen beams that they would not be able to reach even with the Aviator subclass. ❝If worse comes to worse, I'm bringing you back in, alright?❞
<I-I refuse!> the large penguin was trembling, <We are in this together.>
<What he said. This place gives me the biggest creeps, but we're not going to leave ya behind.>
Kallisto took a deep breath. ❝Thanks.❞ he couldn't help but smile a little then. Checking the friend's list, he could see that they were going to have more company. ❝Get ready to move out.❞
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Post by Kallisto on Nov 3, 2023 7:59:47 GMT 9
Just when Kallisto thought he was getting used to how UNOVR looked, the new area just kind of...blew everything out of the water. This area was something else, and a part of him wondered how much of this was really constructed block by block by artists, or was simulated and left to rot. When he flew on Zapdos' back with many, many others, he didn't have the chance to tell him that Big Bird Jr. was in his inventory, safely tucked away from the very likely dangers they would be facing here. There was both chatter and silence, moreso of the latter once they saw Ostellia underneath them. The hostile terrain was actually visible rather than the ever shifting inky darkness of Mistra. He wasn't sure which he preferred.
In any case, he highly doubted Big Bird's words about there being no corruption here, but frankly, he had forgotten what was mentioned about this place. Did they cleanse the corruption? They just fled from here, didn't they? So there was nothing to keep it in check, and now the players were here to pick up the pieces, put something together, and pray that it worked. Woo boy. Where to start?
Well, with Aegis newly evolved, they might as well test out his swimming skills, right? So there they were, in the Drowned Harbor, trying to navigate between rusted metal, water, and whatever other places were left to stand on. Kallisto wasn't used to the class flavor of the Swimmer class yet (he did equip it before they got close to the water, because he remembered seeing the effects up close with odile in the Thunderfall Raid), but it was still weird, expecting to be wet but feeling very much dry. At least he could admire his partner Pokemon, who was now a much larger penguin, more imposing and powerful-looking.
Even his voice had gotten a little deeper, but he still referred to him as "Master" anyway, and it put him a little at ease that he was also still the same on the inside.
❝Wait,❞ he raised his hand up, noticing a hovering name plate in the horizon, near the edge of the walkable "land" and teetering towards watery oblivion. He didn't really recognize her, but if she was here, then it was very likely she was in the Thunderfall Raid. Kallisto approached, trying to pick up his pace, but then the creaking became louder. Shit shit shit.
❝Hey, you're exploring this place as well? Might be safer in numbers.❞ he said once he got fairly close enough to be in earshot. But after he said that, the rumbling and creaking didn't stop. It was distant, but present. ❝Looks like we're not the only ones here either.❞
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