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Post by Kallisto on Aug 31, 2023 13:50:10 GMT 9
The run wasn't silent, it was full of screeching and screaming, but because of that, if any other particularly suspicious and loud noise broke into the cacophony, it would immediately draw Remmiel's attention. In this case, it was deep rumbling, of the ground shaking and groaning, and he made the mistake of turning around. It also turned out that there was someone else running beside him (he didn't recognize this person, but it wasn't like he was going to know every player in the game, being a relative newbie).
Any ideas?! (ozone)
They were actually on a downward slope, so that huge rock that starred in so many Indiana Jones movies was picking up speed. Even in VR he was already feeling fucking exhausted. ❝Keep running!❞ which was absolutely silly but that was all they could do. Suddenly, a fallen pillar came into view, and it reminded him much like in the original Temple Run where one could slide underneath. Would he even be able to control his speed when doing that? What if he slid too far and got crushed under the boulder anyway? The stranger also picked up on this quick, about to say something about it, when he suddenly dropped from his line of sight, and the distraction also made him trip, and he could only manage to process a moment of terror before he was plummeted into darkness.
It almost felt like a trapdoor opened underneath him, preventing him from feeling how it'd be like to get squashed under a round boulder. Phew. That was...traumatizing.
You have two more lives left! Try again? [YES] / [NO]
Obviously, it was a yes, and for participating he also awarded the PLAYER STAMP. Right, he forgot to pick that up from the counter earlier, but at least he was able to earn it in game as well. That was thoughtful of them. Four more stamps in other places of the convention, but for now, he desperately wanted to win (he had two more lives left!) so it was back into the game he went. Without his shiny golden egg, of course, he needed to find that again or something.
He wondered if he was going to see that other player again, maybe they could work together? For now though, he made a split second decision to barrel into another hallway, after noticing that there were some large holes on one of the walls (he wasn't going to get skewered by arrows again).
This time, he made it to the throne room relatively unscathed (that part seemed to be easier than the escaping, for some reason), and he decided to look for the lightest thing there. Aha! A necklace, that should work! He grabbed that, which immediately made the room rumble angrily. Ah, he could hear some monkeys already from behind the walls--
But they were much larger than the monkeys last time. They were big, monochrome, and looked like they got burned with how frizzy their hair was. Their screech was something else, and it almost made Remmiel drop the necklace he was holding. ❝Oh come on!❞ he cursed as he made a run for it from a newly made corridor - he swore he could hear the sound of stone walls collapsing as the much angrier monkeys stormed the halls. aW|awUxx1d101d10 1d10·1d10
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Post by Kallisto on Aug 30, 2023 12:54:47 GMT 9
How did the three of them manage to get into this situation? Kallisto rubbed the back of his head, listening to the stranger recount how the trade was going to go down. Admittedly, this was a rather risky trade - he had never engaged in a three way before, and if one person suddenly decided that they were going to back out, well, the whole thing would just collapse. At the same time, all three of them were present (and Kallisto had the inkling that he was the only one here who was actually here as himself), so if something went wrong, well, it was easy to see who would be the odd one out.
Now, to explain how the three way trade came about in the first place? Simple: Sarah Lee here wanted some ✨ JORTS ✨. Kallisto happened to receive one from the raid rewards (he didn't know why though, were they randomly generated? Were their weighted percentages? How many people even got these jorts?) So yes, he had water jorts. But like hell was he going to wear them, even if they gave off a nifty effect. He thought about pulling out of his inventory, presenting them like some kind of scripture from the Holy Land, but did he really want to do that? He could already imagine a certain red head laughing at him.
Anyway, he thought it would be interesting to see what she'd offer, especially since she was a much older player. As it turned out, she had some...legendary DNA? He knew that legendaries were a crazy thing, so that seemed to be of a good value for his 🌊 JORTS 🌊. But then he learned online that you needed five of these to even make any use of it. And he already had his hands full (a post for another day)...
So, asking permission from Sarah, he put up the DNA for trade. A number of people responded, but one guy in particular stood out - mostly because he was insistent.
<< Please! I'll do anything, I know I'm a new account but having a Kyogre around would really really help me with my Magikarp! >>
Did he, err, mean the fish? The weak one? He was using them as a part of his team? And he wanted a legendary as a chauffeur or something? He was a brand new account though, so he had no idea what he could--wait, he was offering what?
...Kallisto wasn't stupid, he thought, but it was sure nice to have someone pay for his groceries for a week.
Trading SWIMMING JORTS to Sarah Lee Trading KYOGRE DNA (1/5) to Jinyu
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Post by Kallisto on Aug 29, 2023 22:47:08 GMT 9
ooc: summoning angst... Kallisto let out a small laugh, but it wasn't exactly amused, more of remorseful about how he had acted previously. Odile wasn't far off, actually. He was trying to act more like how he imagined this other self to be like. Well, to call Alexander another self was not the most accurate. He "moved" the model and spoke through him, changing his voice to do so, but...what of his personality outside the random lore assigned to him? Was that still him, just a part of it? A sliver shown on screen? And he thought that maybe he could figure out what he wanted from Alexander here, but that only ended up being mean and cold and at the very least, Remmiel knew he was not like that.
❝I guess you've had your fair share of masks? It doesn't look like you have one on right now, though.❞ unless he was wrong, which he could've been. It was very easy to lie in UNOVR, but he thought to trust her. ❝'Twas silly of me to think that the game is about playing pretend. Everything feels a little too blurred to real life for me to do it well.❞ even if he had voice acted a couple of times, there was a clear disconnect between who he was voicing and who he was. In here, in the deep dive, looking at his own hands, arms, clothes...it was hard. It felt like an extension of himself.
❝Heh, I'm not worried about the spawn.❞ and they were two against one. ❝I almost feel sorry for it.❞ he let out a sharp exhale. ❝And I won't leave after we catch it this time.❞ his hand hovered over the Poke Balls, thinking to send out Aegis, for Kallisto knew next to nothing about Pokemon typing, and the little penguin was his most staunch ally.
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Post by Kallisto on Aug 29, 2023 17:42:16 GMT 9
Remmiel was a gamer, that much was certain. Not necessarily a Pokemon gamer, but that basically meant that he wasn't going to shy away from the mini games that the convention had, especially since a prize was involved (which they said would reflect in his in game account, so that was pretty exciting, he needed all of the help he could get). He wasn't sure why he picked this one specifically...maybe it was because it was a Temple Run knock off? He liked Temple Run. He remembered when, as a kid, he actually got a pretty neat score, and the radio station happened to be talking about it. He got lucky with the calls and was actually speaking on the radio, and the guy asked about his high score.
Needless to say, they weren't impressed. He carried the embarrassment up to this day.
But such thoughts were quickly forgotten when he figured out this was Temple Run but in VR, which meant that he wasn't just flicking around some stock character, he was the one who was actually running. He cursed under his breath as he felt his feet continuously hit uneven stone blocks, and behind him were some very, very angry monkeys. Were those Pokemon? This is a Pokemon-themed game right? Black letters with eyes on them gave way to his frenzied escape, and the whole time he made sure not to let the treasure he stole from his grasp: a very shiny, slippery, golden egg.
He could see other players getting picked off by traps. He was sure that he got hit by a few arrows on the way too, but thankfully the threshold for pain was reduced, and he found that it was better to keep on going rather than trying to yank them out. Remmiel passed by a virtual body just as it disappeared, probably heading back to the starting line. He soon managed to find his way out of the temple, but he still had to get across. Just as he was thinking of what to do, he saw some players grab the vines and swing across, and then another player (Saint) suddenly got picked off by a...prehistoric bird?! What the hell? He needed to move!
So instead of attempting to climb down the ravine, he took a sharp turn to the left, hoping that the ground would continue until maybe the game would generate another bridge, or maybe a tree with lower vines would appear. Please please please..! poIBVWip1-101-10 1-10·1-10
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Post by Kallisto on Aug 29, 2023 14:41:52 GMT 9
#s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1114138222038106173/1145845472888631376/kallisto20~jpg Kallisto circled around, trying to see if anyone was going to assault him from his blind side (to which he had many), and he wasn't intentionally waddling like a penguin - it really was difficult to move around in this mascot costume. No one would be able to see the person inside struggling other than his arms flailing a little, which just made it look like he was playing the part. At this point though, he had very faintly gained a sixth sense of people approaching him - like, not people passing by him, but with the intention of bothering him specifically. He wasn't sure how to explain it. Enhanced hearing due to lack of sight? A physical manifestation of anxiety and an aura begging people to go away?
Was he always this isolating? No he was pretty sure it was because of the mascot.
In any case, he did manage to turn to where a pretty lady (that was a lady right?) seemed to be walking towards him. No, wait, she was. She probably wanted a picture.
Problem: He was contractually obligated not to speak, or if he absolutely must, he had to pretend he was a Pokemon. He had been able to avoid speaking so far, but he wasn't sure if he had to break the silence here. He even had to raise the pitch of his voice (he had to practice), ugh...
Anyway, he raised the flipper and tried to wiggle it, encouraging her that he wasn't a scary mascot and was just a penguin. This should just be an in and out venture. No more than a minute.
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Post by Kallisto on Aug 29, 2023 8:07:56 GMT 9
#s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1114138222038106173/1145845472888631376/kallisto20~jpg Whenever things looked rather insufferable, Remmiel had to remind himself: he actually managed to get to UNOVRCon with little expenses. He was here, on the convention grounds, witnessing amazing cosplays and could even openly discuss about the things he had seen in the game (he was certainly eyeing one or two of the fan discussions, especially as he had yet to tackle a particular favor). However, all things were not free, so he would snap back to reality and find himself in the sweltering heat of a mascot costume.
A little coincidental that he landed a Piplup one, which basically lined up with his random starter. He was designated to wander around the Pokemon Center, waving at passerby and also getting tackled by little kids that were all too excited to see a giant blue penguin. He could still see through the holes, but his vision was limited, not to mention his arm movement (flippers?) Still, he just had to endure it for a while longer before it was the end of his shift and he could finally explore the convention better (until he needed to move to a different spot, because there were actually Pokemon mascots scattered throughout the grounds).
He wondered if he was going to meet anyone he knew here from the game? Not that they would recognize him since he left his phone closed in the locker room and, well, he was in a giant Piplup costume, but he figured that would be a nice change of pace. It was quite some time since he had been in a convention, and Rems didn't exactly have friends he could go to a convention with.
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Post by Kallisto on Aug 26, 2023 17:35:56 GMT 9
Her reply wasn't a question that he had expected.
He considered his words carefully, ❝Been? No.❞ it wasn't exactly a place that he wanted to go to, especially since it appeared to have similar qualities to the corruption zone (or so his late night readings on r/UNOVR had detailed). At the same time, even if Mistra was supposed to be a feature like the rest of the world (along with the parasite, for some goddamn reason), it appeared that the Everworld was less hostile. Wait a minute--
❝You've also been to Mistra? What happened? Why...❞ he was about to ask about her Pokemon, but he decided against it. The question was implied though; it wasn't like he was being subtle. Still, he honestly was curious to hear what Tuesday experienced, because frankly all of the accounts that he was able to scour so far were rather conflicting. There were some patterns, however. Something about the deep dive really having the capacity to reach into memories that he didn't exactly consent to surrendering.
A chill crawls on his virtual skin. He still found difficulty figuring out whether it was the parasite wisping around or if it was something more instinctive. If you help me, I'll help you. He had no reason to distrust her. Maybe something else was unnerving him.
❝Which Pokemon? I'm not exactly knowledgeable. A name should do, right? Maybe the species?❞ Kallisto eyed her, though sometimes he would get distracted by the tail, swishing around, reminding him of a friend's pet cat. Was he going to regret this? Possibly, but he had hoped that even if this favor didn't work out, it would at least put him on her map. Maybe something that he could pull in the future, if she were to be generous.
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Post by Kallisto on Aug 23, 2023 22:06:55 GMT 9
Kallisto didn't really know where to slot this other cat since he already had a cat. It would be annoying to refer to two cats rather than one, so he figured he could put this one up for trade for something that potentially suited him more. He had yet to change his basic trainer class, but with Aegis currently being his strongest Pokemon right now, he figured that he would make the change to Swimmer and actually start training more water type Pokemon. That seemed like a good plan, right? Maybe?
He put up the post on the wanted board, wondering if he was going to get any bites. It wasn't like his requirements were stifling, unless water types besides Magikarp were rare in the game or something. Nah, that couldn't be...but he did proceed to worry about it. He slotted the Poke Ball with his newly awarded Pokemon into the trade system before leaving it to the mercy of other players watching.
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Post by Kallisto on Aug 23, 2023 11:14:24 GMT 9
| NOCK |
SHINX | FEMALE | ELECTRIC | | NONE | 100 HP | ATK: 1d20 | UNCOMMON (+5) |
BASIC MOVES 1-10 Tackle, Leer, Thunder Shock, Charge
TIER 1 MOVES 10-20 Bite, Spark, Roar
TIER 2 MOVES 20-30 Volt Switch, Scary Face
TIER 3 MOVES 30-40 Thunder Wave, Crunch
TIER 4 MOVES 40-50 Discharge, Swagger, Wild Charge
TIER 4 MOVES 50-70 --- | OTHER INFORMATION: (#488cda) (Referred to as "little lion") A very shy and meek Pokemon that has trouble voicing out what she wants, but still tries to be heard anyway. Easily scared of Pokemon much larger than her.
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Post by Kallisto on Aug 23, 2023 11:12:33 GMT 9
| KALIS |
SNOM | FEMALE | ICE/BUG | | NONE | 100 HP | ATK: 1d20 | UNCOMMON (+5) |
BASIC MOVES 1-10 Powder Snow, Struggle Bug
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: (#768ba2) (Referred to as "ice worm") Acts very highly, like a spoiled princess. Claims she has potential, though Kallisto isn't sure what to make of her if she only has two moves.
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Post by Kallisto on Aug 23, 2023 10:58:59 GMT 9
003 Rollcall
Kallisto let out a soft whistle as he admired the swirling helix that floated above his palms. Not bad for a raid reward, though he was also expecting more. Then again, it seemed like the system was taking a while in doing the calculations, and he remembered that there was a small announcement of a loot box coming later, so he supposed he just had to wait. Post-raid was something like a chaotic explosion, but Big Bird was free, and he was to return again when he was ready. In the mess of it all, his Pokemon were able to find their way back to him on the ground, and the players watched the prickly yellow legendary fly off with the Giant Shrine to god knows where.
In the coming days, there would be a new storm brewing ahead. Kallisto didn't know if he had the time, but he wanted to be of more help this time rather than just letting his Pokemon defend and do pathetically numbered damage. Pushing away his thoughts about needing a bit more cash, he sat down on the artificial grass (which still felt like real grass to him anyway), and put his Poke Balls on the ground, lining them up neatly.
❝Aegis. Ballista. Yucca. Blade.❞
These were the Pokemon he were sure to keep in his main party and that he would focus on training. Most of them were frontline attackers, though he wasn't sure about Ballista despite his name. Would he be able to learn a long range fire attack bigger than...whatever that little fire thing he did? Maybe. He would like another tanker besides Aegis, if possible.
❝And then there's Pierce and Arrow...❞
The little cat, as annoying as he was, was also starting to grow on him. Or maybe more like, it would be odd if he didn't stick around after surviving Mistra and also participating in the raid. He wasn't sure what to do about the fish though. She was pretty quiet but was very much eager to wiggle out of his arms to slam head first into the cannons, so maybe that was points for bravery? Recklessness? Could be a reserve fighter, perhaps, and she was also the same typing as Aegis. If ever typing came down to it, they could work together for a good bonus (something that he picked up while the raid was whipping around them).
❝And then there's these guys.❞
Truthfully, due to all that had happened, he hadn't really been able to talk to the new Pokemon he had gotten from rewards. Still, they were with him now, and it would be better to figure out what the plan would be sooner rather than later. He placed the Poke Balls of the two regular fish he caught, recalling that before the raid he had wanted to trade them for a Pokemon that caught his eye in the guild shop. That could be the next thing he can do after figuring this stuff out. He then had the piranha (yikes, he was still not letting that thing out of the ball), the ice worm (caterpillar?), and a little blue lion.
Reviewing through the status window, the ice worm and lion were typings that he didn't have in his team. He had already tried out some of ice worm's moves while they were fishing, and they (ah, wait, they were a "she" according to the text) looked like the ranged attacker his party needed. He moved up her Poke Ball to the line with Aegis and the others. The lion, on the other hand...he had no clue. Lions didn't look like they'd be ranged attackers, but it also felt like a waste to trade them. Part of the reserve with Arrow, perhaps? She did share the same typing as Big Bird though, so Kallisto figured that she could also use Thunder or something like that. Eventually. Maybe.
He picked up both of their Poke Balls and let them out on the grass.
<You called?> the ice worm's voice, now that he was paying attention, was a little bit more feminine. The lion cub, on the other hand, was looking down and pawing the floor. She reminded him a little bit of Yucca - shy, didn't really want to speak much.
❝I thought of a name for you.❞ he thought about picking up the ice worm for a moment, but upon realizing that she was too cold to the touch, he just gave her some quick head pats. ❝Nock.❞
<No.>
❝Huh?❞
<I don't like it, change it.>
Kallisto was, suffice to say, flabbergasted. He let out a grumble and pulled up a search bar for Google so that he could find a more suitable name for Princess Ice Worm here. After a minute of searching to stay in theme, <Actually, I like Nock...> he turned back to her.
❝How about...Kalis?❞ because she felt like a little dagger that was ready to stab someone, not discreetly, if he may add.
<Mm, better. I'll let it slide.>
Truly icy. Kallisto thought before turning his attention to the little lion, who was looking at him but was still rather fidgety. ❝And as for you--❞
<I-I said I...I like Nock.>
❝Oh, you did? Sorry, I didn't catch that. You sure that's okay?❞
The little lion nodded, and Kallisto gave her a few pats and rubs on the head. She seemed a lot friendlier than Kalis at least, but she just needed to get out of her shell more. That was fine, they had only just met, after all.
❝Great! Kalis, Nock, welcome to the team! I'll bring out the rest of the Pokemon for some food I was able to buy. You like curry?❞
<Gross.> <Oh, y-yes!>
Kallisto let out another long exhale. He hoped that he could win Kalis' favor over the course of their little adventure.
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Post by Kallisto on Jul 20, 2023 10:41:54 GMT 9
#s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1114138222038106173/1129698069999525939/kallisto16~jpg >>> A related thread for context
Kallisto had thought at first that this was between whether Big Bird was alive or not, but that wasn't correct, he realized. Players could see him as alive but still think his sacrifice was necessary, for the greater good, it would be. And it wasn't like they were wrong - if this meant eradicating the Corruption here for good, then why shouldn't they take that chance and give the world a happy ending it deserved? But things held him back from thinking that way. After all, even if he hadn't been here long, to rid of the Corruption for three lives seemed...too easy. The beings in this world already proved that 1) they were not in the habit of giving all of the information the players needed, and 2) it was also because they didn't know either. According to what the Professor recounted with Beta Isle, the Corruption was pushed back, not cleansed entirely. Who was to say that this wouldn't do the same? Then were they actually making progress, or paying too much for something so little?
It seemed the Professor had reached her decision. To Kallisto's surprise, she was the one who bent first (surprise because he expected neither to yield, but it turned out that their verbal assault was effective in changing her mind). The Corruption is stable, she said, and it seemed to be true. While corrupted Pokemon were a possible encounter on Asper, the thick of the void itself only settled in Mistra, and it was he who walked in there willingly and paid the price, the scarring, the nightmares resurfacing.
Kallisto wouldn't know why Odile looked so happy at the Professor's turnaround, but he was happy for her nonetheless. She was about to say something to him before light bursted into their vision, temporarily blinding him. It took him a moment to realize that it wasn't a stray lightning bolt that got too close, but a beam from below. The cannons were firing. Just as he cursed under his breath, Big Bird moved violently, dodging the barrages of light from scalding his wings. He did not ask any questions about Odile clinging to him; if anything, he made sure to hold onto her, because it wouldn't be long before their feet would be truly off ground, and he wasn't sure how long the flying contraption on his back could hold two people, especially since he had been using it quite a lot throughout this fight already.
❝Aegis, I'm returning you for a bit!❞
<O-okay!>
Kallisto quickly pulled out the Poke Ball and clicked for the beam to hit his starter. Once he was safely back in the device, he locked it in his belt, making sure to keep one hand on Odile as her Pokemon were also thrown around in the aerial acrobatics. She returned one of her Pokemon (no idea what it was), but kept the wooly sheep out; thankfully, it was small enough not to make the contraption chug too hard. The trainer considered flying off to one of the psychic barriers further away from the beams, but he still wasn't sure if they could make the trip unscathed. That was when a beam managed to land on the shrine below them, and it was pulling Big Bird in. He gave his final plea then - a bargain, a deal. Just let me live.
And then the world slowed unnaturally. His ears momentarily given a break from explosion after explosion, rain and thunder and wind. It was almost painfully quiet with the exception of foreboding music, and in front of his eyes were two choices. To cleanse Mistra? Or to find another way?
For the first time since the raid started, he felt a chill within him, nothing like the dipping temperatures that they were fighting in, but one that he had already felt before. In his periphery, a toothless smile, an outline of a mouth, a whisper, faint and dangerously inviting. Look, child, an option to give you the closure you need. You can take me away for good. Isn't that what you want?
But Kallisto scoffed, even if he was trembling in this strange alternate moment in the world. ❝Can't you read, dumbass? It said that it'll cleanse Mistra, but it doesn't mean I'll be rid of you. You will not fool me here. And besides...❞ he pressed the button, locking in his choice. ❝Taking the easy way out isn't closure at all. I want to take you down with my bare hands.❞
Laughter suddenly filled his hearing, at first mocking before it grated him, scratched up his insides. I̴̼̒'̷̧̀d̷̮̀ ̴̘̈́l̴͓̃i̵̟͂k̵̩̽e̵̛͇ ̴̼͘ẗ̵͕́ó̵̱ ̵͉̈s̶̨̄ë̷͔́e̴̜̽ ̷̹̾y̶̪̓o̴͈͒ụ̶̇ ̴͉̍t̷͈̕r̸͚͑ý̷̡.̷̘̃
Time started again, with a crash of thunder shocking him back to his senses. Odile was still in his arms, right? Yes. But she was saying something, what? His hearing was muffled, from the parasite? ❝What? Wait, I can't hear--❞
And then she pushed him away. And fell. Deliberately. He couldn't--❝ODILE!❞
The blaring noise of silence creeped up on him; he was deaf at this point, he realized, temporarily, he hoped? But it disoriented him, unable to keep his balance, and Big Bird's desperate flight also disrupted him from moving to her in time. He thought that his heart stopped, but when he saw her on one of the psychic barriers, seemingly safe and sound, he let out a sharp, shaky exhale. She was alive. And he should trust her to stay that way. Finding a much closer barrier that had yet to be destroyed, he felt he should follow suit - that was what he chose, after all. He too needed to help take down those cannons, in hopes that it would lead him to the future he wanted.
Feeling his hearing slowly come back, he pulled out all of the Pokemon he had with him. Aegis, Ballista, Pierce, Yucca, Arrow, and Blade. Most of them weren't even sent out because he didn't want to put them in danger, and it wasn't like they could do much against what was going on. Now though, they stood a chance to contribute, to take a shot at the Pokemon below. ❝We're taking down the cannons to help Big Bird! Direct whatever ranged attacks you have on those things shooting out beams of light! Got it?!❞
They all nodded, seeing the gravity of the situation; everyone trying their best to fight for what they stood for. And for their trainer's case, this was where he stood.
<Wait a minute, I don't have a projectile attack! Thank Arceus I got my leek back, but how are we going to hit that thing?!>
So much for a dramatic moment. ❝Uh, I'll fly you in! Arrow, Blade, with me!❞
<Good idea, Meowster. I'll just stay here so I won't get hit.>
❝You can do that throwing money trick again can't you? That counts as an attack right? Anyway, go take down a cannon!❞
He held the fish on one arm and the bird on the other as they descended quickly, dodging the beams of light along the way. God, he wished that he was like one of those players that could actually attack with themselves right now, but that would be for another fight. He promised himself that next time, he would be prepared. He wouldn't be a sitting duck, just relegated to disrupting and defending. He will be strong.
❝Arrow, use Aqua Jet! Blade, Fury Cutter!❞
And all hell broke loose both above and below.
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Post by Kallisto on Jul 19, 2023 21:59:08 GMT 9
#s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1114138222038106173/1129698069999525939/kallisto16~jpg The wind was strong, but they held on, maybe through some kind of video game logic, they were able to stay on, but maybe their feet were floating above the jagged feathers without realizing? The whole thing was bizarre from the beginning, but here they were, suspending their disbelief, fighting for what they believed in, or at least taking a side, taking a stand.
For a moment, he thought he should take his hands away, but Odile's hands were cold, and he noticed her grip tighten. His gaze softened at her plea, her desire to just...want a happier ending, but this wasn't that kind of game, unfortunately. From the very start of this event, Kallisto should've known that for the beings of this world, this had always been a battle of life or death. ❝I think even in normal circumstances, there was always going to be a loser.❞ and it was supposed to be Big Bird, before it turned out that he had a different ace up his sleeve, if one could call it that.
He didn't know why now of all times he saw the world as it actually was: a flurry of a million pixels put together. But did it matter? After all, most people would be moved by a film that spoke to one's heart and soul. Many have talked about how a certain piece of media changed their lives. Even if it wasn't real, its effects were certainly felt. Did it matter if it wasn't real? That it was something orchestrated by someone above it all? Were they even in control of all of these words spoken, or was there a sliver of something else happening?
Something alive?
Odile was alive, for certain. He should focus on her, first and foremost. He tried to comfort her, squeezing her hands in turn. ❝I hope so too. Perhaps if not Big Bird, maybe we were able to convince the Professor. If even one of them changes their mind, perhaps we still have a chance, that way out we're looking for.❞ he let out a small laugh in turn, finding the whole thing ridiculous if he took a step back, but they were in too deep now. They were not only people playing the game, but a part of it. This was a world that they had come to care for, after all. ❝Well, let's do our best for our Pokemon. I think we're close to the end.❞
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Post by Kallisto on Jul 16, 2023 13:50:22 GMT 9
#s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1114138222038106173/1129698069999525939/kallisto16~jpg He would've liked to keep the outfit if it weren't for the fact that he was being drenched in the torrential rain; he could feel its weight drag him, and a part of him wished that he had equipped whatever class Odile had on her, since she looked perfectly dry despite the storm. He tried his best to shake off some water from his hair by running his gloved hand through it, but that did nothing at all.
<I'm fine! Been hard at work protecting others!> Aegis piped up, though was sad that his frog buddy wasn't in great shape.
❝We've been mostly defending rather than attacking.❞ he clicked his tongue. ❝I wish I could be of more help. Everyone's really giving it their all.❞ but he knew that was a rather double-edged phrase. Giving it their all to what? To taking Zapdos down? To kill him? Or to convince him to drop the shrine, which would end up killing him anyway? He delivered the message, yes, but what was that going to do while his neck was being torn apart by fiery spirits? Was his action even contributing anything?
He would shake his head at Odile asking him if he played the Pokemon games. Hell, it had been too long since he touched one, so mostly everything was just from some vague memories or what he knew of other JRPGs. Some newer things were from research, but it was hard to keep all of the information in his head. He was still learning. She threw another Pokemon name into the mix, one that did not ring any bells at all, but it didn't seem like it was relevant to what was going on now.
Projectiles from Pokemon attacks would zoom past and above them, hitting Big Bird from all sides. In the midst of it all, here was one girl who said that she wouldn't do the same. ❝I don't think so either, but I also don't know what happens if we let him escape with the shrine now. All I know is that the shrine is needed to help beat back the corruption; maybe another step forward to clearing it once and for all.❞ but at a cost. That was the problem, wasn't it? It was not for free.
The rain strengthened, and along came winds. It almost made Kallisto lose his footing, but it did inevitably push him closer to her. Her hands trembled, and he thought how he was supposed to offer support, just like she did when he asked for her help. Hoping that this wasn't going to get him a slap across the face or something, he held her hands in his own. ❝Odile.❞ gold to purple, his mind was racing on what to say, ❝It isn't wrong to want. That's what got you here and keeps you standing, right?❞ that was how they hadn't fallen off. ❝But you know as well as I do that this isn't just you against Big Bird. Against the Professor and the corruption. And we also don't have a lot of time.❞
Thunder roared above them, and his voice could not compete with its power, so he had to wait for it to pass. ❝You asked what I thought about everything, right? I don't want Big Bird dead, but I want him to land; this fight won't go anywhere otherwise. If you think we can convince Ash, maybe we can stop the cannons from firing. Either way, I also don't know if she's expecting us to be able to get out on our own or will take us down with her.❞
❝Unless you have a better idea in mind? Do we just wait?❞
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Post by Kallisto on Jul 16, 2023 12:08:37 GMT 9
After the horrid letterbox floor, Kallisto was all too glad that the smell had dissipated by the time they reached the next one, but this one was just as crazy looking as the last. Traps and contraptions as far as the eye can see, and both big rat and the small rat (okay, are they rats or moles or prairie dogs? He couldn't tell, but the game was calling them rats to pair with the Tower of Cats, so...) Anyway! That wasn't the worst part, actually. The prompt that he had been bombarded with didn't make any sense to him, but the game already did the work and greyed out whoever shouldn't be used to fulfill it.
To his horror, there was only one option: the fucking piranha.
The big and small rats were watching him warily but also hungrily, looking like they were ready to pounce. Cursing, Kallisto had little choice but to throw the Poke Ball as close as he could get to them (and as far away from him as possible). Out came a fish that flopped once, twice, and then suddenly became a whole other beast as it used that same move that terrorized him to the other Pokemon, teeth bared. With water magically appearing from its backside, it shot itself like a missile towards its targets, and it looked like it was having a damn good time. How it was deftly dodging the traps that activated while it was tackling enemies was both amazing and terrifying. PROMPT #85: [Tower]7uRNIr1p1d501d50
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