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Post by Kallisto on Nov 3, 2023 7:39:35 GMT 9
Mistra killed her Pokemon
A moment of de ja vu, like a lightning bolt as if he had thought to respond to these words before, but the words didn't come out. Not yet. He wondered if the parasite was once again messing with him. Here? Right now? No, he didn't feel its presence; he damn hoped it wouldn't show up here. Not while he was trying to secure information to beat it out of his system.
But back to the matter at hand. The words caught his attention because it disturbed him; a clear consequence of what could have been if things panned out a little differently, or the parasite decided to target Aegis instead. He could've lost him. He could have and he wasn't sure if he could forgive himself if he did. He would've gone to the Everworld immediately if that were the case, and it looked like this Pokemon meant a lot to Tuesday as well. Was the Everworld so terrible to make her recoil back from it? He made a mental note about the species name of the Pokemon and repeated it in his head a couple of times. Whirlipede, probably a centipede but it rolls, or something.
❝A good reason...❞ he repeated the words softly, thinking before speaking again, ❝Well, if I put up a plea to save him out of good will, Seta wouldn't know the difference, right?❞ a little white lie wouldn't kill anyone, but he took the warning to heart. ❝I'll be careful. I'll try to do some more research onto the Everworld, since it looks like that's more well-known than the Parasite, and then give it a try. What's the worst that could happen?❞
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Post by Kallisto on Nov 2, 2023 20:14:30 GMT 9
ZAPDOS | UNKNOWN | ELECTRIC FLYING | | NONE | -- HP | ATK: -- | UNKNOWN (+) |
BASIC MOVES 1-10 ---
TIER 1 MOVES 10-20 ---
TIER 2 MOVES 20-30 ---
TIER 3 MOVES 30-40 ---
TIER 4 MOVES 40-50 ---
TIER 4 MOVES 50-70 --- | OTHER INFORMATION: What Pokémon will hatch from this Egg? It doesn't seem close to hatching. 1. Visit the relevant Shrine with the Egg (Thunderfall Shrine) 2. 3x Talk to the egg - (1), (2), (3) 3. 3x Try to hatch the egg by exposing it to a relevant item/element/location 4. 1x Save the egg from danger
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Post by Kallisto on Nov 2, 2023 20:04:31 GMT 9
004 Parental Duties
<Congratulations, Master! I daresay you're a father now!>
❝Oh God, please, not until the egg hatches...❞
Kallisto was not sure how it came to this. After the Thunderfall Raid, he had gotten some miscellaneous goodies from the event, but it looked like the major prizes were rather random, and he managed to get two out of it. He read through the subreddit to see what other people got, and he had to admit that he was jealous of some of the other items, they sounded really cool. What he ended up getting, as it turned out, was a letter from Professor Ash (one that he wasn't all that close to, he wasn't sure why he received one, but he was not to complain) and...an egg. A Pokemon egg that was strikably yellow with black thunderbolts.
Why him? He did vaguely recall piggybacking on other people's ideas that yeah, the legendaries could live on through the players, but obviously that was a shitty choice to the original life, but he didn't think that it would still result in him allowing egg versions of himself to run amok. He ended up searching up a guide on how to hatch the egg, and thankfully there was an official post about it, since there were legendary eggs in previous events. The player scratched his head while his Prinplup looked over him, curious and excited.
<So what do we have to do--Master? What's wrong?>
Kallisto had suddenly shuddered hard, as if a biting cold wind blew over him, even if there was no such wind to speak of. That fucking parasite was nipping at him again, suddenly taking a more sultry tone for some reason. Its whispers had become easier to understand, but because of that, it was also harder to ignore it. Right now, it was asking about the egg, asking if it could touch it. ❝It's just the parasite being a bitch. You'll probably have to hold onto it for now, Aegis, until it gets bored and goes back to sleep.❞
This did worry him though - what if while he was handling the egg, the parasite would suddenly creep in and corrupt the little bird inside? He definitely didn't want that. He really needed to figure out a way to kick this curse out of him ASAP.
<If you say so...will this hatch into the Zapdos we were fighting?>
❝Yeah, I'm pretty sure it's Big Bird, but it also won't be. They'll be someone new, and you'll have to be a good role model to them.❞
<Huh?! I mean, me, a role model? Oh, how exciting!>
The parasite was still scratching at him, clearly annoyed, but at the moment, it seemed containable. ❝Oh will you fuck off?❞ he hissed, turning away from Aegis and the egg so that it was clear that he wasn't talking to them. He then cleared his throat and faced them, ❝As for you, not so little egg, I hope that you don't cause us too much trouble and grow big and strong. Big Bird needs all the help he can get, and the same goes for us too.❞
The egg didn't show any reaction, but there was life in there. Digital life, but life all the same. This was going to be a bumpy patch for sure.
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Post by Kallisto on Nov 2, 2023 18:22:03 GMT 9
Frankly, Kallisto had not been doing a good job paying attention to his Pokemon Boxes, so it just kind of shocked him one day after his break that he was running out. He had to make room for more, but he hadn't quite decided yet on what to do with his current Pokemon. He wanted to trade some of them (the Magikarps for sure), but he wasn't sure for what...and maybe he could trade some of his others while he was at it? That Nosepass continued to freak him out, but according to his research, it was technically meant to be a compass, so it might come useful while exploring, maybe...
Anyway, obviously the correct thing to do was participate in another tower to get another Pokemon, because he just upgraded his boxes. Haha.
Today's scene was a bunch of dancing birds. He wasn't really a confident dancer, and he wasn't sure which of his Pokemon could dance. Lucky for him, the prompt did not ask him to dance, but to miss. Street credit be damned! He followed Wolf 's lead and decided that he was going to carve his own path, by missing! ❝Nock, come on out!❞
The little lion popped out of her Pokeball and was immediately scared by the loud noise and music. <Wah!! I don't like this place..!>
❝Oh shit sorry, uh, Nock, use your Thunder Shock quickly and I'll bring you back in!❞
Very much in distress, the little lion sent out a flurry of tiny lightning bolts, which missed the birds since they were boogie-ing around it. Uh, he was pretty sure that was it! ❝Good job, Nock! Sorry!❞ he returned her in the Pokeball, guilt washing all over him amidst rocking music.
Shinx used Thunder Shock! It missed! Prompt #22: [Tower]m4ELZJKY1d50 1d50
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Post by Kallisto on Nov 2, 2023 16:00:26 GMT 9
A brief visitation, because it had been a while since he stepped into UNOVR, and it looked like a figurative storm was brewing. The raid was only the beginning to something much, much larger. He would need to be prepared to see it through, because it felt like he was tangled in too deep to just give up and never know what was going to happen next.
<So what's the plan, Master?> Aegis asked, lightly shaking his head to shake off the chill from the imposing hole.
❝Well, we will fight. We need to prepare.❞ he muttered. ❝Ready to grow stronger?❞
<Oohh, will I get bigger again?>
❝I guess so. I haven't seen an evolution where a Pokemon doesn't get bigger, I think.❞
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Post by Kallisto on Nov 2, 2023 9:51:15 GMT 9
you were sharing posts about that silly puzzle game right, the one with the professor
i've got a puzzle for you, can you help?
also, its been a while, you still playing?
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Post by Kallisto on Oct 29, 2023 10:23:33 GMT 9
Well, he was actually near the end of his final shift when the boss battle was announced. His temporary boss wouldn't mind if he skedaddled to participate, right? So there were people around who witnessed a Piplup raise his head ever so slightly before waddling off in a hurry, almost tripping over himself, before retreating to one of the staff rooms in the back. Shedding the costume was always one of his favorite parts of the job, just because of that cool rush of air that welcomed him (though, he didn't like the smell...he had to grab some kind of air freshener for himself). Once he had gotten himself looking a little more presentable (and he had also stored the costume), he ran back out with the AR glasses he had with his things.
And there was the Porygon...2? Not quite C0D13. Not the one he met on the Beta Island, anyway. It was comically large and ready to rumble as it sucked in all of the virtual merch in the Pokemon Center. Plushies were a particular target - and he wondered where it all went (into data, if he was thinking literally) - and oh no, the Pokemon stationary, featuring various summer themes and many Alolan Pokemon! Wasn't that super pointy?
Anyway, there was a mention about how the boss' type changed every time it got hit. Last it refreshed, it was currently a type. Good thing he had the stamp just for it and that he had been studying Pokemon matchups for a while now. He swiped to the stamps he had and pressed , sending a flurry of void-like balls at the target.
{Damage Roll}hr5nQom02d100 +10 (Merch) +20 (Supereffective)
Damage Dealt: 131 Attack type used: C0D13_2 HP: 673/5,000 2d100
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Post by Kallisto on Oct 29, 2023 9:59:54 GMT 9
Rems had to ask to exchange his shift with someone else in order to attend this specific talk. Why? Well, he didn't forget the favor he had to do for a certain someone, and he wanted to be more prepared, if possible. There weren't that many people for these fan discussion panels compared to the other events (or so from what he assumed, as he recalled more people entering this area when other events were being announced and played). Still, the clear voices from the panelists can be heard, enthusiastically talking about this realm that not a lot of players have traversed in. A part of him wondered if these people have even tried the mechanic out. For some reason, they were quite vague on what exactly goes on inside, mostly using other people's experiences to supplement their own theories and thoughts. They even had a psychologist on board, because apparently there was a psychological element to the whole thing (self-proclaimed? Maybe a student? They look so young...)
Well, he supposed what he got from here was more of confirmatory rather than anything else. He had a feeling he would have to face his parasite there for sure, and perhaps Alexander, mocking him. He wasn't a big fan of horror, but he would have to steel himself for it. After all, it was a goal he wanted to complete, and it was going to be for the (virtual) safety of him and his Pokemon. God knows what could happen if he kept the parasite class around for any longer than he should.
For a moment, he thought he felt that (unfortunately) familiar chill. But his mind was playing tricks on him, surely. He was in the real world now. Wasn't he?
Anyway, can't forget the Seer Stamp before heading off; his thoughts whirling on what he had heard (mixed with their laughter and light jest, when honestly, weren't the experiences they were talking about rather traumatizing?)
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Post by Kallisto on Sept 5, 2023 23:31:01 GMT 9
There were actually first aid attendants nearby the Midas Rush mini game booth, because even if the game was age restricted to avoid mental trauma, the mental trauma still fucking hurt. He wasn't the only one who had to take a seat and waitttttt itttt outttt just a little bit, for a little while, because his legs felt like jelly even if there was no physical fatigue, and he couldn't stop bouncing his knee. That last life somehow managed to be the lucky break he was looking for though, and he remembered shouting in joy when the game actually gave a "You won!" instead of a "You died!"
Well, he certainly never wanted to do that again. Eventually, he hobbled his way to the prize booth counter, thinking that future him should thank him for all the hard work he had to put into this. There was a bit of a line (was he just plain unlucky?) but eventually it was his turn, and he tried to be very normal and gentle about presenting the ticket. Was his lip twitching ever so slightly? Maybe.
❝Hi, I'd like to redeem this from Midas Rush, please and thank you.❞
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Post by Kallisto on Sept 5, 2023 23:16:07 GMT 9
Ughhh. He was too tired at this point (how did a virtual avatar get tired? Or was it because he was mentally exhausted? That seemed about right). Remmiel did hear about what the others were saying or snipping (that was the guy he got squished with, right? ozone was it?) or whatever, and he did hear about something being dropped on them. Did he have the strength to move at this rate? Even if he did, he wasn't sure if he was going to be able to outrun the lava-like substance, except it wasn't hot, it was just heavy.
❝This fucking sucks.❞
YOU DIED! You have one more life left! Try again? [YES] / [NO]
He shook out the nonexistent sludge from his clothes, still feeling how everything crawled and weighed on his virtual skin. Ugh. Terrible. He was going to have nightmares tonight for certain, and he thought the Piplup gig was bad. Honestly feeling like he wasn't going to be lucky here, he watched the last leg of players give it another try, running into that same damn temple for another random treasure and then getting chased by ear-splitting monkeys and all kinds of traps the game would throw at them. The developers must've had a fun time making this.
So he walked in, noting that the game was not as hostile to him until he actually grabbed a treasure, and there were still plenty of other players around that served as good targets. He grabbed a torch and then whenever he saw something flammable (like the monkeys) and tossed it. Things were starting to burn now, which he remembered was the original trainer class he picked before he shifted things around a bit (and also when the game decided to shift it for him). The flames somehow didn't die all that quickly, transferring from one monkey to the next, and the only ones unaffected were the ones that already had a flame on their head (how were they not burning the other monkeys? Was that flame just for show?)
Anyway, now it was just a ball of fire hurtling at him. Okay, he should really be running now. Let it burn some traps along the way, please! yMlmfEX51d101d10 1d10·1d10
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Post by Kallisto on Sept 4, 2023 13:20:22 GMT 9
#s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1114138222038106173/1145845472888631376/kallisto20~jpg Remmiel thought about responding normally. Really, really thought about that impulsive side of him to just ruin this pretty lady's image of a giant Piplup because he was really tired and just wanted the shift to end (and maybe that would end the contract too, which would mean he would lose his ticket to being in UNOVRCon, and he wouldn't be able to do anything else here except stand outside the registration booth and watch people go inside woefully).
But he was a generally decent person and was not going to do that, so in response to her question, he just did his best to make the mascot nod. At least she asked, Remmiel thought. Some other customers certainly did not give him any indication that they were posing for something, and he was very much certain that many more pictures were taken of him from afar. Not that it mattered - there was no way anyone could recognize him in this.
From there, he raised both of his flippers as a pose with the pretty lady. Was she the one taking the picture (a selfie?) Was someone else taking the picture? He really couldn't tell. Thankfully, the mascot's expression was permanently cute and endearing.
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Post by Kallisto on Sept 4, 2023 0:05:07 GMT 9
Things suddenly got even more crazy than it did before when the dinosaur (who @m'Foxy said was a Tyrantrum??) suddenly faded away into a room full of mirrors and mummies and shit, and then with players whacking said mirrors, the ground gave way and they fell down onto a slide that took them deeper and deeper. How they didn't suffer fall damage was a mystery, but Remmiel would take it, and all things considered, this slide was kind of fun! If he let himself not think about everything that had happened prior. Well, this was still a game, after all!
And then everyone landed face first onto the foam. Strangely...not suitable for the setting? What happened to the aesthetic of temples and overgrown forests or something? Also, they were in the dark, with very few artificial looking lights far far away from them. It was like they were in some kind of warehouse for some reason. No, wait, the light fixed itself into flames now. Okay? Was this a bug?
❝Guess we're way off from the exit at this rate.❞ he muttered mostly to himself, trying to climb out of the large foam blocks, but there didn't seem to be an end in sight. Even if these were harmless, they were tiring to traverse through, and at some point Remmiel had to take a quick break and lie down face flat on the foam. ❝If anyone has found the end of the foam blocks, please give me a direction to wade through. Sheesh!❞ Q3vE0Xge1d101d10 1d10·1d10
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Post by Kallisto on Sept 2, 2023 23:46:01 GMT 9
❝That's how it is in Temple Run, isn't it? Though I usually die due to an unintended jump.❞ Kallisto was somehow able to breathe a reply despite being exhausted from all this running and with no end in sight. ozone tried to bribe the monkeys with what looked like a chocolate bar, but it just so happened to smack one in the face, making it screech even louder. Jeez! He wasn't cursing the dude, but more of their rotten luck and how it seemed like they didn't tire at all. This is outrageous, it's unfair.
At least one person was having fun, he supposed? At one point the hallway they found themselves in narrowed slightly, and it forced whoever was running with them to lag back a little. Kallisto was not really a runner, and so he ended up relegating to the back row, which sucked because once again he could feel like the monkeys were at his heels. But then -- the RNG god answered their prayers -- they could see a light at the end of the figurative tunnel. The way out of the temple! As if that was going to be the last of it, but it was better than being in this claustrophobic triangle!
Then something happened: the monkeys screamed. No, not their usually screaming, but one that sounded fearful. Holy shit, was there something outside that actually scared the monkeys? What was--
A deafening roar, amplified by the walls surrounding them, maybe Kallisto almost fall over from dizziness, but he covered his ears in a pitiful attempt to steady himself. ❝What in the--❞
A head appeared at the end of the exit. A noticeably dinosaur-shaped head. Not just any dinosaur, but distinctly a T-Rex. He had no idea what Pokemon that was, but it had sharp teeth that was chomping air, trying to reach them but couldn't because of the hole. He could already hear the surrounding stone crack, though. If they didn't move, it was very possible that 1) the door could cave and maybe everything else around them, 2) the door would break off and the T-Rex would be able to come in and chomp on them, 3) something equally horrible that the game would decide to throw at them.
He was just cursing his rotten luck, but all he could muster out was, ❝That's a Pokemon...right?❞ 7y8F5uoO1d101d10 1d10·1d10
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Post by Kallisto on Sept 1, 2023 23:40:52 GMT 9
Kallisto yelled. Everyone yelled. He yelled because he felt one of the giant monkey's hands almost yank his top, and if that were to happen, well, the round would be over and he'd only have one life left. The monkeys screeched in comparison, hammering and pounding the floor with their scampering. Suddenly though, he could feel heat behind him, which he swore wasn't there before and it wasn't because he was virtually sweating bullets (which he couldn't feel, for some reason, or he was too panicked to notice). When he managed to glance back, there were fiery monkeys joining in the fray, likely being lured in by the shouts of the other players nearby (ozone and ibis). Great! ❝Fucking hell!❞
He could see the players above, jumping from pillar to pillar. Behind them were the monkeys that were also crossing those pillars with little effort. He, on the other hand, was on the ground, and it was a straight straight hall to who knew where, constantly feeling teeth and powerful grip strength behind him. Eventually, he noticed that the last few pillars had conveniently collapsed like a domino, forming a path that would lead the other players downward to the same exit as he was running to. There was only one door-shaped hole in the wall, but that wasn't going to stop the monkeys - they too were of similar or slightly smaller size than they were.
❝Any ideas on an exit? Or a distraction?❞
It seemed that two other players were running parallel to them while he was distracted. There were five now running towards the exit, hoping for light and away from the damn monkeys. Will they make it? Spnc5Gmy1d101d10 1d10·1d10
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Post by Kallisto on Sept 1, 2023 14:20:34 GMT 9
Kallisto was, unfortunately, not savvy enough with languages to even figure out what language the brown birds were using. How were they even speaking so fast? Why were they so angry? Was it because they were knocking out the other birds? Well, that made sense. Some things transcend different languages. The other players had already cleared a good chunk of the enemies, but there were still a couple more left that had looks that could kill.
He was still pretty unfamiliar with typing, but again, the system was kind that it actually pointed him to any Pokemon that could satisfy the condition. In this case, it was Aegis and his Metal Claw - a move that he recalled his partner learned when he evolved. ❝Aegis!❞ he threw the Poke Ball and let out the penguin, who was larger than his previous form.
<Woohoo! Time to take down some baddies!>
❝Err, I'm not sure that we're--❞
<Wait, are you saying...are we the baddies?> the penguin had the most shocked expression before getting pecked by a bird. <Hey!! That wasn't nice! You are baddies!>
Kallisto wondered if this childish attitude was going to continue even after he evolved again. ❝Right, uh, Aegis, use Metal Claw!❞
AEGIS used METAL CLAW! Prompt #20: [Tower]z0c2FZJW1d50 1d50
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