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    Cortoza
    The Volcanic Island

    Floating serenely in the middle of the ocean, Cortoza is a secluded land mass which was once a beautiful and highly populated tropical island. Two hundred years ago a powerful oceanic earthquake resulted in a chain reaction of death and destruction as Cortoza's active volcanic mountains erupted in a series of cataclysmic explosions that churned out a spectacular display of ash, rock, and molten lava, and finally ending with Mt Fumi's stupendous paroxysmal eruption. All of Cortoza's vegetation was destroyed, while humans and Pokémon not fast enough to flee perished in the resulting destruction as the western end of the island collapsed beneath the sea, generating a series of devastating pyroclastic flows and immense tsunamis that ravaged adjacent coastlines. The events of that day marked the last 24 hours on earth for over 50,000 people and 300,000 Pokémon, as the wave of destruction flowed across hundreds of coastal villages and towns. For the next hundred years nobody dared approach the island due to the constant seismic activity and mini eruptions, but for the past several decades all has been quiet. Pokémon have returned, and with very few people drawn to the volcanic island, wildlife has been given the chance to thrive. Although wary, people are also beginning to venture to Cortoza again, some of the more opportunistic seeing this land as their chance to strike it rich due to its fast-booming tourism industry. Most are curious though, as the island has shown amazing regenerative qualities, and many are eager to explore and to witness the miraculous regrowth for themselves. The tropical jungle is flourishing once more, Pokémon have returned, and as far as everyone is aware most of Cortoza's volcanoes have been laying dormant for almost one hundred years.


    Mt. Pele
    From afar, this mountain appears to resemble a woman whom the Cortozans believe to be the Goddess of fire, lightning, dance, volcanoes, and violence. Pele was, and still is, both revered and feared by the native inhabitants of Cortoza as they firmly believe the only way to avoid utter destruction of their land is to pay homage to her. With Mt. Pele having been the first to erupt two hundred years ago, many believe their Goddess was unhappy with her subjects, and that she had exacted her punishment upon them for having ignored their faith in her. Those who survived the initial destruction two centuries ago were sure to pass on the story of Pele to their children so that her legend was sure to live on. Today, the descendants of Cortoza's survivors hold daily rituals and monthly festivals to keep their Goddess happy in the hope she'll never destroy their homes again.

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    Pele's Ruins: The ruins of a thousand year old temple built in Pele's honour. Descendants of Cortoza's survivors steer clear of these ruins as they believe they have been cursed by Pele herself, and have instead built another temple in which to worship their Goddess. The Ruins have become a popular tourist attraction for visitors to the island however, a fact which makes the natives rather uneasy.
    Ah, Cortoza- an island in the middle of the sea of Fizzytopia, renowned around the region for its multiple active volcanoes. Actually somewhat similar to Aduro Island in the Cascadia Archipelago, come to think of it, so you would think that someone who had only just recently gone to Aduro Island, explored the caves of Mt. Aduro, and found himself locked in a fierce battle against a gigantic Heatran in the very center of the volcano, which he won, thereby freeing the mountain's population of wild Pokémon from said Heatran's tyrannical rule, wouldn't be so quick to go to yet another volcanic island.

    You would think.

    Anyone who happened to find themselves on Shale Beach, looking out at the sea, they just might have noticed at that moment something coming their way on the surface of the ocean. Nothing particularly distinguishable at first, but as it drew closer, it'd be easier to tell that it was in fact a man with a cowboy hat on his head and a Meowth on his shoulder, riding atop a Tentacruel. And then, finally, the Tentacruel reached the shore, at which point Keith Masters, the Tentacruel's Trainer, stepped off the Water/Poison-type and onto dry land.

    "Thanks, Aquarius," Keith said, having turned back to face the Tentacruel.

    "Tentacruel cruel," Aquarius replied happily.

    Keith smiled as he held out a Poké Ball. "Alright, well, you take a good rest now," he replied, as he withdrew his Tentacruel. Once that was done and Aquarius's ball was back on his belt, Keith turned to look at the Meowth on his shoulder. "Told you she could make the journey," he added.

    "I never said she couldn't," Meowth argued, speaking in English, remarkably enough. "I wanted youse ta take da Banette's Revenge so I'd be less likely ta fall in da sea!"

    Keith rolled his eyes. The Banette's Revenge was his boat, a large vessel which bore a striking resemblance to old-time sailing ships (minus the masts and sails, for Keith had instead opted to put in a motor), one which he had built with the help of his Pokémon several years back. She was first built for a specific purpose, but Keith had since taken to sailing on her for a variety of reasons, whether to explore the many islands in the sea of Fizzytopia, or just to spend a day relaxing out on the water. That said, he didn't turn to his boat every single time he wished to cross the sea- not when he had so many Water Pokémon that were perfectly capable of making the journey. "Well, we came here on Aquarius," Keith said to Meowth. "And I'd like to point out that despite that fact, your precious fur remains dry as a Cubone. OK?"

    "Yeah, yeah," sighed Meowth, rolling his eyes. "So, dis is Cortoza, huh?"

    "Yep," Keith nodded. "Been here before, too, though that was a bit before your time."

    "Yeah, Peeves was tellin' me," said Meowth. Peeves was Keith's Dusclops- he had accompanied his Trainer to Cortoza back when he was a Duskull. "So, where we headed?" he added.

    "Uh, I was thinking Pele's Ruins," Keith responded. "It's what's left of this ancient temple that was built to honor the goddess Pele- there's a newer one because the natives believe the old one to be cursed, possibly by Pele herself."

    Meowth turned to look at Keith. "And wat part o' dat made youse tink goin' dere was a good idea?" he demanded.

    Keith shrugged (nearly jostling Meowth off his shoulder in the process). "Seems like it could be a cool experience," he replied. Meowth facepalmed (facepawed?).

    "Oy," sighed Meowth. "Only Keith Masters could tink old ruins cursed by a goddess would make fer a cool place ta visit," he mumbled.

    "Meowth, relax," Keith chuckled as he started walking off in the direction of Mt. Pele. "You gotta stop worrying about everything. I'm sure we'll be fine."

    "Yeah, alright," said Meowth, giving up the argument at last. He still wasn't completely convinced, but figured that continuing to argue with Keith was a waste of time and energy. He instead opted to simply take in the scenery as Keith continued to walk towards Mt. Pele, and to try and not worry about things until the situation actually started to call for it.


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    Cortoza
    The Volcanic Island

    Mt. Infernus
    The second largest of Cortoza's mountains, Mt. Infernus is now extinct. Many Pokémon have made their homes within the vast network of tunnels and caverns deep within the mountain, and aren't all that accustomed to seeing people. It's become the primary breeding ground for many of the rarer Pokémon who tend to shy away from humans, and due to the protective nature of the parent Pokémon, quite a hazardous area to traverse.

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    Waterfall: A large waterfall cascading down the side of Mt. Infernus and into the Ignatius River before flowing out to sea. Many tourists and trainers love to bask in the sun by its banks which are much more pleasant to visit than the uninviting Shale Beach surrounding the island.
    Liza had never traveled to the Island branches of Fizzytopia before, but there was one Island in particular that had always showed her the most interest.

    The weather was warm with a slight breeze passing through her long wavy brown hair, she was wearing a nice blue summer dress with some shorts underneath. Her red leather jacket matching her red sneakers she had been wearing for a while and her blue eyes focused on the trail ahead.

    She met with a nice breeze, smelling the aroma of clean water nearby and when she heard the rush of water she already knew she had arrived at her destination.

    The Waterfall was just as beautiful as she saw on the guide book and it was here she wanted to grow closer with one of her newest Pokemon, Milotic.

    Unclipping the sphere from around her waist, Liza threw the Pokeball high into the air causing it to spin until it popped open to reveal a majestic Milotic onto the clean water’s surface, “Miloootic!” the Pokemon cried, as the trainer felt at peace with the world just hearing her Pokemon Melody sing.

    Liza smiled, before giggling, “I wanted to give you something as a welcome gift to the team before, but I wasn’t sure what...until I saw this...”

    “Milotic?” The water serpent swam a little closer to the edge, her curiosity peaked, towering a little over her trainer as she patiently waited to see what her new trainer had for her.

    Going through her belongings, inside her backpack, Liza came out with a fine piece of white cloth, holding something that was burning out. “I constantly find myself surrounded by Fire and Water, two very different types that together, clash. But with you, you can make the flames that burn so brightly become even more beautiful.” Unwrapping the cloth, Liza revealed a Flame Orb in the palm of her hand, “Just like this place that holds cool water in its other wise fiery surroundings, I want you to have this.”

    Presenting the Flame Orb to her Pokemon, she wondered if Melody would take it or even understand its meaning to the young lass. Carefully the Milotic took the item and though it was hot, she felt more awaken then ever before.

    “Milotic!”

    “I'm very happy you like your gift, Melody.” Liza smiled.

    “Milotic!”

    “Well, now that that's out of the way...” Liza said returning the piece of cloth inside her bag, “How about you and me go see what hidden treasures lay up there on the top of the waterfall, shall we?” she said, mounting the Pokemon, with Melody having a strange feeling of happiness come over her, being the first time anyone had decided to ride on her back as she tried Surfing and concentrated on using Waterfall with someone along for the ride...

    “Milotic!”

    “And you never know...if we're lucky. Maybe we can find a new friend to accompany us on our journey.”

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    Welcome to Cortoza, lady and gentlemen. I’m sure you all know the rules by now, so let’s get started and I hope you enjoy your stay! X3



    ~!~



    MarbleZone: You arrive at Mt. Fumi’s crater on Salamence-back and set down a fair distance from the crater’s edge. The heat from the nearby lava pit hangs in the air and breathing is a bit harder than normal, but you push past the discomforts. You’re here for one reason and one reason only: to test yourself and your team against the wild and powerful Pokémon supposedly calling this crater home.

    To that end, you’ve looked into the island of Cortoza, as such a place of fire and volcanoes would surely have powerful Fire Pokémon, and found references to the lava pit of Mt. Fumi. It’s rumored that wild Pokémon battle each other in tournament-styled matches for glory, bragging rights, and prizes, though it’s never been exactly clear who’s doing the crowning and prize-giving. Perhaps that’s something you want to determine for yourself, since records wouldn’t call just any Pokémon a “king of Fire Pokémon.” Maybe you’ve even considered fighting such a Pokémon yourself.

    Regardless, with a resolution to tame the occupants of this particular volcano, you approach the edge of the crater for your first look at the opposition. The very air shimmers as you peer into the lava pit, so it takes a moment to distinguish Fire Pokémon from glowing lava. What’s immediately obvious, though, is the wide, glassy black plateau sitting in the approximate center of the pit and the two Pokémon battling atop it. An Arcanine dashes forward and twists Agilely to the side to avoid a Typlosion’s Plume of Lava, before lunging forward in a Flaring Blitz of an attack. Unfortunately, the canine runs straight past the Gyroscopic Ball the Typhlosion had curled itself into and the attack just clips the Arcanine’s back leg.

    The two fully-evolved Fire-types exchange a few more hits, but you’ve shifted your gaze because those two can’t be the only types you might run into here. And, based on the spectators you can see, they certainly aren’t. You catch sight of the dual horns of multiple Charizard perched on rocky spires and on cave entrances, other white manes and dark backs of spectating Arcanine and Typhlosion, the white and gold motifs of chattering Infernape and grunting Emboar, and the dual volcanoes of Camerupt. You peer further into the crater and, closer to the lava itself, you think you can pick out the patterns of Magmar and Magmortar, though you aren’t exactly sure whether that’s a Magcargo or just the heat playing tricks. It’s not exactly an unimpressive sight to see this many fully-evolved or just evolved Pokémon in the same location, irrespective of your reasons for being here, but their presence likely fuels your determination further.

    Most of their attention is focused on the current battle winding down on the glassy black arena, though several of the spectators are shifting in preparation of the battle’s end.

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Salamence)




    ~!~



    Missingno. Master: Despite your…last experience with volcanic islands, you’ve decided to visit Cortoza (and Pele’s possibly-cursed Ruins, in particular) to your Meowth’s likely exasperation. A nice, easy sea voyage brings you to the island’s black-sand beach at the base of Mt. Pele with no trouble at all and you take a moment to admire the view as you fill Meowth in on the current itinerary. His objections aren’t enough to change your mind, especially with today’s nice weather and cool breeze, so it isn’t long before you start up the trail to the ruins. It’s an easy hike; the ruins are close enough to the coast that it doesn’t take you more than about ten minutes before you catch sight of them, solemnly standing at the bottom of a wide valley that leads right back to the ocean.

    Even from this distance, you can see a decent amount of people wandering around the ruins and even clambering on top of them, though most of the latter seem to be kids or teenagers, rather than adults. There are a few people in bright red weaving their way between and among the tourists, which you assume are rangers or something of the like, especially when one group of people gets called back down to the ground and escorted back to the trail. All in all, it looks like any other popular tourist attraction, bustling with activity.

    You are just about to continue down to the ruins itself when Meowth stops you and strains to catch…whatever he’d heard again. The two of you pause as Meowth searches for the sound… but no luck. The sound doesn’t repeat and Meowth doesn’t pick up anything else out of the ordinary. Maybe you reassure him that everything’s fine or poke a bit of fun at his pessimism. However, you do it, Meowth relaxes again and you two reach the ruins some twenty minutes later.

    It quickly becomes clear that the temple doesn’t have anywhere near enough room to contain all the people currently squeezing in and out of the place, but you manage to make your way inside after a bit of fancy stepping. The walls are covered in faded murals and artwork depicting the interactions between the Cortozans and Pele, from their first meeting until Cortoza’s eruption. Glass cases filled with ceremonial-looking items line the back wall, with plaques hypothesizing their use and stating their discovery during the excavation of the temple’s interior. One item, in particular, stands out to you, for reasons you aren’t entirely sure of: a shiny red-orange-gold necklace with a small coin pendant. The details on the pendant are difficult to make out, but the pictures on the accompanying plaque show an etching of the goddess Pele on one side and a Volcarona silhouetted by the sun on the other.

    Not a moment later, the lights illuminating the various artifacts and artwork flicker and die, sending the room into dimness. The other tourists begin looking around and muttering, criticizing the place’s electrical wiring and upkeep, among other things. You hear a voice from the doorway call out over the ambient chatter.

    “Ladies and gentlemen, could I have your attention, please?” You catch a glimpse of bright red. Probably one of the rangers responsible for the park. “You have our sincerest apologies for the trouble. If you would all step outside for a moment, we’ll have the problem sorted out in a bit.”

    In no particular rush to get in the crowd of people now cramming themselves out of a single door, you and Meowth hang around the quickly clearing area near the glass cases. It isn’t long before some sort of argument breaks out and the two of you have no trouble hearing what it’s about. You listen for a bit and then turn to see whether you can get out without having to dodge elbows and knees. There’s a flash of red-gold-green light from behind, Meowth yowls, and things go black.

    ---

    You wake up in a wooden hut with one very grumpy, slightly dusty Meowth staring at you. Your bag lies within arm’s reach, with your hat set atop it. You’re not entirely sure what happened or where you are, but you seem to have everything you remember having with you and it looks like Mewoth’s already gone exploring.

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Tentacruel, Meowth)




    ~!~



    sweetbbydoll: Though you’ve never been to this side of Fizzytopia before, you know the exact place you want to go. It’s quite a walk to the base of Mt. Infernus’ Waterfall, but an early start and a decent pace gets you there in no time. The waterfall itself is a magnificent spectacle, falling in great white ribbons down the mountainside and sending cool spray into the warming air. A deep but small pool sits at the base of the waterfall and drains out into the Ignatius River.

    You take a few moments to admire the view and then send out your Pokémon, so you can give her a gift. A Flame Orb for a Milotic. Smart choice, as long as Melody has the right Ability. Present given, the two of you decide to scale the waterfall to see what treasures you can dig up, so Melody carefully repositions herself and you clamber on. A Milotic isn’t the easiest Pokémon to Surf upon, but you manage to hang on and not accidentally slip into the water.

    The spray gets stronger as you approach the base of the waterfall and soon, you can’t hear anything above the roar. Melody’s back gets even more slippery as water gets just about everywhere now, and then suddenly, you’re going vertical. You start to lose your grip as the water pressure increases, but you manage to wrap your arms around Melody just in time; falling in a waterfall would not have been a pleasant experience. By this point, you’re pretty much soaked through and you can’t exactly wipe your face clear of water, so you just try to hide your face until Melody’s done.

    It takes a while for you to realize when that is and it’s Melody calling worriedly to you that has you carefully sitting up again. The roar of the waterfall isn’t far away, but a look around you presents rough rock walls lit by what sunlight can reach past the waterfall’s spray. It’s a lot cooler in here and you begin shivering as Melody continues further into the tunnel.

    It isn’t long before you reach a fork in the river. On your left, you can see that the water is flowing from somewhere further up. On your right, the water continues on for a while before curving away and around a bend. It’s also getting a bit hard to see as you get further from where the waterfall exits and you’re shivering quite badly by this point.

    What will you do?




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    Dark Searchman/Gemini Spark: After some mishaps with the language barrier and a little bit of bribery, you’ve managed to figure out the situation and come up with a possible solution. One little Cleffa somehow managed to get themselves stuck on a cliff face and you offered your Druddigon as their savior. After all, he knew Rock Climb and that would make it a lot easier to get the baby Pokémon back to their mother. The five of you watch Sarkhan grumpily begin Climbing down the Rocky face, while Solaris sits off to the side, uninterested. Your Dragon-type reaches the area below the overhang and sticks a clawed hand out, rumbling a bit impatiently to, what you assume is, the baby Cleffa. There’s just one problem here: no one remembered to tell the terrified, baby moon Fairy that a big, scary-looking Dragon was going to be bringing them back up.

    There’s a bright pink burst of light and Sarkhan roars in pain, snatching his arm back and momentarily losing his grip on the cliff face. Mama Clefable and her three baby Cleffa immediately begin chattering and calling down to their family member, the Clefable’s tone clearly scolding and scared. You barely manage to hear a contrite and fear-filled squeaking from where you are, but your dragon only glares at the source before cautiously climbing back up to where he was. You see him eye the Cleffa warily and then stick out his hand again, and this time, he pulls back with a tear-streaked Cleffa clinging to his hand.

    He climbs back up to you a bit slower than he went down, but the family is soon reunited with much happy chattering and relieved scolding. Only a few moments later, Mama Clefable says something to her babies and they head over to your Druddigon. The three that hadn’t gotten stuck on a cliff face skip over to Sarkhan, presenting him with three very pretty (Red, Gold, and Silver) Shards before cheerfully thanking him. The one he rescued clearly offers an apology once again and quickly hugs your dragon around the belly. All four of them then clamber all over you, chattering happily and giving you little smooches in thanks. That done, they’re back on the ground before you know it and waving goodbye as they head back into the brush. Two blinks later, the little family is gone, Sarkhan is examining at the Shards at his feet in bemused curiosity, and Solaris is watching you with an unimpressed and expectant look.

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Druddigon, Seviper)

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    Missingno. Master: Despite your…last experience with volcanic islands, you’ve decided to visit Cortoza (and Pele’s possibly-cursed Ruins, in particular) to your Meowth’s likely exasperation. A nice, easy sea voyage brings you to the island’s black-sand beach at the base of Mt. Pele with no trouble at all and you take a moment to admire the view as you fill Meowth in on the current itinerary. His objections aren’t enough to change your mind, especially with today’s nice weather and cool breeze, so it isn’t long before you start up the trail to the ruins. It’s an easy hike; the ruins are close enough to the coast that it doesn’t take you more than about ten minutes before you catch sight of them, solemnly standing at the bottom of a wide valley that leads right back to the ocean.

    Even from this distance, you can see a decent amount of people wandering around the ruins and even clambering on top of them, though most of the latter seem to be kids or teenagers, rather than adults. There are a few people in bright red weaving their way between and among the tourists, which you assume are rangers or something of the like, especially when one group of people gets called back down to the ground and escorted back to the trail. All in all, it looks like any other popular tourist attraction, bustling with activity.

    You are just about to continue down to the ruins itself when Meowth stops you and strains to catch…whatever he’d heard again. The two of you pause as Meowth searches for the sound… but no luck. The sound doesn’t repeat and Meowth doesn’t pick up anything else out of the ordinary. Maybe you reassure him that everything’s fine or poke a bit of fun at his pessimism. However, you do it, Meowth relaxes again and you two reach the ruins some twenty minutes later.

    It quickly becomes clear that the temple doesn’t have anywhere near enough room to contain all the people currently squeezing in and out of the place, but you manage to make your way inside after a bit of fancy stepping. The walls are covered in faded murals and artwork depicting the interactions between the Cortozans and Pele, from their first meeting until Cortoza’s eruption. Glass cases filled with ceremonial-looking items line the back wall, with plaques hypothesizing their use and stating their discovery during the excavation of the temple’s interior. One item, in particular, stands out to you, for reasons you aren’t entirely sure of: a shiny red-orange-gold necklace with a small coin pendant. The details on the pendant are difficult to make out, but the pictures on the accompanying plaque show an etching of the goddess Pele on one side and a Volcarona silhouetted by the sun on the other.

    Not a moment later, the lights illuminating the various artifacts and artwork flicker and die, sending the room into dimness. The other tourists begin looking around and muttering, criticizing the place’s electrical wiring and upkeep, among other things. You hear a voice from the doorway call out over the ambient chatter.

    “Ladies and gentlemen, could I have your attention, please?” You catch a glimpse of bright red. Probably one of the rangers responsible for the park. “You have our sincerest apologies for the trouble. If you would all step outside for a moment, we’ll have the problem sorted out in a bit.”

    In no particular rush to get in the crowd of people now cramming themselves out of a single door, you and Meowth hang around the quickly clearing area near the glass cases. It isn’t long before some sort of argument breaks out and the two of you have no trouble hearing what it’s about. You listen for a bit and then turn to see whether you can get out without having to dodge elbows and knees. There’s a flash of red-gold-green light from behind, Meowth yowls, and things go black.

    ---

    You wake up in a wooden hut with one very grumpy, slightly dusty Meowth staring at you. Your bag lies within arm’s reach, with your hat set atop it. You’re not entirely sure what happened or where you are, but you seem to have everything you remember having with you and it looks like Mewoth’s already gone exploring.

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Tentacruel, Meowth)
    The hike wasn't a very long one at all- the ruins were in such close proximity to the coast that it was but a ten-minute walk, if that, before the Trainer and Meowth could see something.

    "Ah, there they are!" Keith grinned, pointing- the ruins, indeed, were standing at the bottom of a wide valley that seemed to lead into the ocean. Moreover, even though they were still a fair distance away, Keith could still see a lot of people wandering around the ruins- a lot of them kids and teenagers, he observed, with relatively few adults. Several people clad in bright red were weaving their way through the crowds, attempting to keep the tourists in orders- rangers or something to that effect, no doubt. "OK, let's go-" Keith began.

    "Hey, hold up a sec," Meowth interrupted suddenly. He was glancing around warily, seeming more alert than usual. "Ya ain't tellin' me ya didn't hear dat?"

    "Hear what?" Keith asked. "I mean, besides the worrying of a certain Normal-type?"

    "Ehh, knock it off, I'm bein' serious here," Meowth persisted. "I know I heard sometin', but I dunno wat it was, and I don't hear it no more."

    In response, Keith kept quiet, and kept an open ear himself, but despite all this, neither he nor Meowth heard anything out of the ordinary. "Well, whatever it was, it must be gone now," Keith remarked. "You don't hear it again?"

    Meowth shook his head. "Nah," he murmured. "Dat's gonna be buggin' me, though- I dunno fer da life o' me wat dat could'a been!"

    "Well, no use dwelling on it, right?" said Keith. "Probably just a Swellow or something that flew over the island, likely long gone by now."

    "Yeah, yer right," Meowth said, starting to relax again. "I'd be more worried if dat sound was gettin' nearer and nearer, now dat I tink of it."

    The pair headed on down to the ruins, which took them another twenty minutes, and by the time they got there, Keith came to a realization- there were way too many tourists for the ruins to hold all at once.

    "Oy," Meowth sighed, eyeing the extremely crowded crowd of people. As some people were exiting the ruins, others were entering, and the ones that didn't get to enter yet were hovering over the entrance like a flock of Mandibuzz over a dying desert traveler. "Maybe we should come back when da crowds ain't so... crowded."

    "Ehh, we can get through this," Keith replied, and indeed, he started to maneuver his way through the crowd, weaving his way around lots of people, and finally getting himself and Meowth inside, whereupon they looked all around them. The walls were covered in faded murals and works of art, depicting what Keith guessed to be the goddess Pele and her interactions with the people of Cortoza in the distant past. "Wow," he murmured.

    "Yeah," nodded Meowth. "Chromium might've liked ta see dis as well," he added.

    "I don't doubt it," agreed Keith. "Though she really wants another Sketch under her belt before anything else, it's very unlikely she'd have agreed to come here at this time."

    Meowth nodded his agreement, though at that moment, their attention was caught by the glass cases at the back of the room. They were filled with ceremonial-looking items, along with plaques that detailed theories on what these items might have been used for. And of those items, one in particular stood out to Keith, though he couldn't quite say as to why that was- it was a shiny reddish-orangeish-goldish necklace, with a small coin pendant. Keith squinted and looked at the pendant, though found it difficult to make out any details. However, the plaque accompanying the necklace proved helpful, showing clear images of what the pendant was supposed to depict- an etching of, undoubtedly, the goddess Pele on one side, and on the other, a six-winged Pokémon silhouetted against the sun. Keith couldn't say he knew what that Pokémon was, but it intrigued him all the same.

    And then, just as Keith was thinking of digging out his Pokédex and trying to find a match to the Pokémon the pendant portrayed, the lights in the ruins flickered and died, plunging the ruins into darkness. "WAH!" Meowth exclaimed, instinctively grabbing Keith's arm tightly, while the tourists started criticizing the electrical wiring and so forth. And then, someone, most likely one of the rangers, asked the crowd to step outside for a moment while they sorted out the problem.

    So of course, pandemonium ensued. Dozens of people were trying to cram themselves out of a single narrow doorway all at once. Needless to say, this wasn't going especially well for them. Keith hung back, as neither he nor Meowth were particularly eager to join the throng of panicky people all trying to exit at once. As arguments broke out, and as Keith continued to look for a reasonable opening to exit, there was a flash of light from behind them- red, gold, and green all at once. Meowth yowled loudly, and then everything went black.

    ~~~

    "Huh... What... What the hell?" Keith murmured as he awoke. Looking around, he realized he was no longer in the ruins, but rather in a wooden hut of some sort. Meowth, grumpy and covered in dust, was staring at him, and Keith's backpack and hat were within arm's reach. To Keith's relief, everything seemed to be in order, all of his possessions and Poké Balls accounted for.

    "Keith! Yer finally awake!" Meowth exclaimed, sounding relieved in spite of his grumpy appearance.

    "Meowth, what the hell?" Keith said, as he put his hat and backpack back on. "What's going on? Where are we? And why are you covered in dust?"


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    sweetbbydoll: Though you’ve never been to this side of Fizzytopia before, you know the exact place you want to go. It’s quite a walk to the base of Mt. Infernus’ Waterfall, but an early start and a decent pace gets you there in no time. The waterfall itself is a magnificent spectacle, falling in great white ribbons down the mountainside and sending cool spray into the warming air. A deep but small pool sits at the base of the waterfall and drains out into the Ignatius River.

    You take a few moments to admire the view and then send out your Pokémon, so you can give her a gift. A Flame Orb for a Milotic. Smart choice, as long as Melody has the right Ability. Present given, the two of you decide to scale the waterfall to see what treasures you can dig up, so Melody carefully repositions herself and you clamber on. A Milotic isn’t the easiest Pokémon to Surf upon, but you manage to hang on and not accidentally slip into the water.

    The spray gets stronger as you approach the base of the waterfall and soon, you can’t hear anything above the roar. Melody’s back gets even more slippery as water gets just about everywhere now, and then suddenly, you’re going vertical. You start to lose your grip as the water pressure increases, but you manage to wrap your arms around Melody just in time; falling in a waterfall would not have been a pleasant experience. By this point, you’re pretty much soaked through and you can’t exactly wipe your face clear of water, so you just try to hide your face until Melody’s done.

    It takes a while for you to realize when that is and it’s Melody calling worriedly to you that has you carefully sitting up again. The roar of the waterfall isn’t far away, but a look around you presents rough rock walls lit by what sunlight can reach past the waterfall’s spray. It’s a lot cooler in here and you begin shivering as Melody continues further into the tunnel.

    It isn’t long before you reach a fork in the river. On your left, you can see that the water is flowing from somewhere further up. On your right, the water continues on for a while before curving away and around a bend. It’s also getting a bit hard to see as you get further from where the waterfall exits and you’re shivering quite badly by this point.

    What will you do?
    Liza had Surfed, Dived and even experienced the dangers of Whirlpool first hand. But, this was the first time she had ever attempted to have one of her Pokemon travel by climbing up a rushing Waterfall.

    Milotic gave Liza an encouraging cry, before gathering up enough energy to leap into the air and slam vertically onto the cascading waterfall- matrix style, thus beginning their struggling trip, upward.

    It took Liza everything she had to grip on tightly to her silkily smooth Pokemon and even though there was probably a number of other ways they could’ve gone about going up, Liza believed her Milotic would succeed as long as she had faith in Melody.

    The noise of crashing water made it quite difficult to communicate properly, and near to impossible to see, with water spraying Liza in the eyes. Losing sight of where they were going, before having to close them completely, the last thing Liza saw, was the top where the water was coming down from and the sunlight hitting the waterfall at just the right angle, making out a small rainbow...

    “Mioltic...” Melody cried, telling the trainer that their death defying ride was over for now.

    “Thank you Melody,” the Lass giggled as she sat up feeling a little embarrassed for how shaken she was through the whole thing, soon noticing that they were inside a cave in which the water flowed from. Shaking her body slightly due to the cool breeze the tunnel provided and also due to her soaking wet clothes, she sneezed suddenly, “I guess I didn’t exactly dress appropriately for this trip huh? That’s okay, it’s just clothes, it’ll eventually dry...” she hoped.

    They continued a little further, and with little sunlight to show them where they were going, they soon arrived at a small fork in the river.

    The trainer thought for a moment, “Mhmm,” looking both ways before coming to the best course they should take, “Mhmm, I wonder how far this waterfall can go?”

    “Milotic?”

    Still, she thought of how dark it would probably get further down they went, and came up with a way they would be able to navigate a tad better!

    Reaching for a Pokeball, strapped onto her backpack Liza popped open the capsule to reveal a small, cute, pink creature, with yellow hair and big beautiful dark green set eyes, “Smooch!” the Smoochum cried out happily, upon seeing her trainer, giving the Lass a great big smooch on her cheek as she greeted her and her trainer's Milotic.

    “Hi darling~” Liza said happily, “You think you can use your Flash to light the way?”

    “Smooch!” Holding on to her Smoochum with one hand and sliding a little closer to hold her Milotic by the neck, Liza instructed for her Milotic to take the right side's path, “You can do it girls, I believe in you!”

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    Missingno. Master: Meowth hesitates, looking like he’s not entirely sure how to describe things exactly, before answering your last question first. He explains that he’d woken up quite a while before you did and, when it became obvious you weren’t waking up anytime soon, he’d cautiously ventured outside to figure out what you guys had gotten yourselves into this time.

    From what he could tell, you two are currently some sort of guests in some olden-style village. There’d been a decent number of huts like the one you two are currently in and quite a few people walking around, but none of them were wearing anything he’d consider normal. He’s not entirely sure where exactly you guys ended up, or even how you two got there, but it doesn’t look like you’ve left Cortoza; the volcanoes were still visible when he’d looked inland.

    He hadn’t been able to find any trace of those ranger people or any of the other tourists during his quick walk-around, but something about this place was striking him as familiar. Almost like déjŕ vu or having a word on the tip of your tongue sort of familiar, even though he was pretty certain you guys had never step foot here before. Then again, he hadn’t exactly gone very far since you were completely out of it, so maybe he hadn’t been paying enough attention to the scenery.

    As Meowth was telling you all this, you resettle your hat on your head and your backpack on your back. It takes you a moment to find your feet, but you manage easily enough and duck outside to take a look at things yourself. The first thing you notice is that all the huts are built on a gentle slope and there’s a good number of them. Maybe something like twelve, fifteen of them? All of them are about the same size or larger than yours and you can see people ducking into and out of them pretty frequently. Past all the huts, you can see the peaks of Cortoza, but something about their shape strikes you as weird and you’re not entirely sure what to make of it. It’s definitely something to think about later when the air doesn’t smell like roasting meat and you’re not hungry anymore.

    A young boy rounds one of the huts at a run and immediately stops upon catching sight of you up and about. He looks around eight or ten, not quite a teenager, but old enough to have a few responsibilities. Interestingly enough, he’s only wearing a red cloth wrapped around his waist like a knee-length skirt and something that looks like sandals. He’s also looking very uncertain.

    He chatters something at you, words tumbling out the way many shy or young kids do, and then gives you a hesitant smile. Meowth says something about how food sounds really good right now, but you didn’t exactly hear the kid say anything about that. In fact, you’re not entirely sure you understood the kid at all.

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Tentacruel, Meowth)




    ~!~



    sweetbbydoll: As your Milotic begins swimming towards the right fork, your Smoochum happily agrees and begins to glow. She glows brighter and brighter until the nearby walls are illuminated and you can see the light reflect off the water. It’s a little hard to look directly at your Pokémon now, but you can tell she’s rather proud about her light.

    Time passes slowly as you follow the winding water. There’s not much to see right now and there doesn’t seem to be anyone or anything else around. There aren’t even any bat Pokémon perching upside down on the ceiling to bother you. It’s just you, your Pokémon, and the sounds of water hitting the walls of this tunnel.

    By this point, your Smoochum has somehow found her way up to your Milotic’s head and is perched there like a sentinel. She may be a little bit frustrated with the lack of exciting things happening, so, with the logic of all young ones, has climbed somewhere higher to spot anything coming, as though it would help make things interesting if she could spot it coming.

    It isn’t too much longer before you notice that the tunnel widens up ahead, your Smoochum’s light disappearing into the gloom past the nearby walls. Maybe you’re anticipating what you’ll see, just as bored as your Pokémon have been this past while. Maybe you’re not. Either way, it seems your Pokémon are tired of seeing the same rocky walls and light-touched water because they’re both heading fearlessly into the gloom.

    The walls give way to a large, open cave, parts of which shine under the light of your Smoochum’s Flash. The shore on either side is rocky and black; it looks like you’ll have to do a bit of climbing if you want to get out of this river. There’s also a low chittering that’s echoing through this chamber and a single loud screech from above catches your attention. You and your Pokémon are definitely not alone now.

    On the ceiling, small clusters of varying shades of purple shift and chitter as the light passes over them. Snouts and ears turn towards the three of you and the chittering picks up. It sounds agitated and you can see the various bat Pokémon shifting restlessly, as a Noibat flies over to your trio with a glare. It screeches at you and you get a ringing in your ears. Looks like you aren’t exactly welcome here and it wants you to go away fast.

    What will you do?

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    Missingno. Master: Meowth hesitates, looking like he’s not entirely sure how to describe things exactly, before answering your last question first. He explains that he’d woken up quite a while before you did and, when it became obvious you weren’t waking up anytime soon, he’d cautiously ventured outside to figure out what you guys had gotten yourselves into this time.

    From what he could tell, you two are currently some sort of guests in some olden-style village. There’d been a decent number of huts like the one you two are currently in and quite a few people walking around, but none of them were wearing anything he’d consider normal. He’s not entirely sure where exactly you guys ended up, or even how you two got there, but it doesn’t look like you’ve left Cortoza; the volcanoes were still visible when he’d looked inland.

    He hadn’t been able to find any trace of those ranger people or any of the other tourists during his quick walk-around, but something about this place was striking him as familiar. Almost like déjŕ vu or having a word on the tip of your tongue sort of familiar, even though he was pretty certain you guys had never step foot here before. Then again, he hadn’t exactly gone very far since you were completely out of it, so maybe he hadn’t been paying enough attention to the scenery.

    As Meowth was telling you all this, you resettle your hat on your head and your backpack on your back. It takes you a moment to find your feet, but you manage easily enough and duck outside to take a look at things yourself. The first thing you notice is that all the huts are built on a gentle slope and there’s a good number of them. Maybe something like twelve, fifteen of them? All of them are about the same size or larger than yours and you can see people ducking into and out of them pretty frequently. Past all the huts, you can see the peaks of Cortoza, but something about their shape strikes you as weird and you’re not entirely sure what to make of it. It’s definitely something to think about later when the air doesn’t smell like roasting meat and you’re not hungry anymore.

    A young boy rounds one of the huts at a run and immediately stops upon catching sight of you up and about. He looks around eight or ten, not quite a teenager, but old enough to have a few responsibilities. Interestingly enough, he’s only wearing a red cloth wrapped around his waist like a knee-length skirt and something that looks like sandals. He’s also looking very uncertain.

    He chatters something at you, words tumbling out the way many shy or young kids do, and then gives you a hesitant smile. Meowth says something about how food sounds really good right now, but you didn’t exactly hear the kid say anything about that. In fact, you’re not entirely sure you understood the kid at all.

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Tentacruel, Meowth)
    Meowth did not answer right away. He hesitated- Keith got the impression that he was trying to figure out just how to word his answer. At last, the Normal-type spoke up.

    "Well, I woke up way before youse did," he began. "I got da feelin' youse was gonna be out of it fer a while, so I went outside, figured I'd try ta see wat kinda mess we got ourselves inta dis time, y'know? Anyway, we seem ta be guests o' some sort in dis weird, old-time kind o' village, I dunno. Dere's more huts like dis one, and dere's people walkin' around, but da way dey's dressed... I dunno how ta describe it, but I tink we can cross "normal" offa dat list."

    "How so?" asked Keith.

    "Do I look like a fashion expert?" demanded Meowth.

    Keith shrugged. "I dunno," he replied. "Does Hermione look like an excellent cook?"

    "Touche," Meowth murmured. Hermione was Keith's Weedle, and her cooking skills were legendary among her teammates and Trainer. "Well, anyways, I ain't no expert, but I still ain't seen people dressed da way dese folks is dressed, so take wat ya will from dat. Anyways, point bein', I ain'tgot no clue where da hell we is, or how we got here. We gotta still be on Cortoza, though- I looked around, youse can still see the volcanoes."

    "Well, that's something," Keith sighed as he put his hat and backpack back on. "We might as well try and find one of those rangers we saw earlier, find out just where the hell we are."

    "Yeah, about dat," Meowth replied. "I had da same thought myself, but I can't find none o' dem anywheres. But... Sometin' about dis place, it... I dunno, it's like deja vu or sometin', it... I get some kind o' feelin' about dis place," he said uncertainly. "Like we's been here before, even though we clearly ain't been, y'know?"

    Keith shook his head. "Can't say that I do," he admitted, as he stood back up. "Maybe I should see this for myself," he added as Meowth climbed back up onto his shoulder. And with that, Keith exited the hut.

    Outside, Keith looked around. There were at least a dozen other huts build just like the one they had just exited, all of them built on a gentle slope. And there were people going in and out of them rather frequently. Beyond that, Keith spotted the peaks of Cortoza, though something seemed... off about them. The shape of the peaks struck him as weird for some reason, and he'd have dwelled more on that were he not so damn hungry, to say nothing of the mesmerizing scent of roasting meat in the air.

    Just then, a young boy who had been running around one of the huts came to a halt upon spotting Keith. He seemed to be wearing nothing more than a red cloth around his waist, as well as some form of footwear that vaguely resembled sandals. The youth was looking uncertain about something. He said something to Keith, though spoke rather fast, the words coming out of his mouth pretty much all at once.

    "Man, I could go fer some food," Meowth spoke up. Keith glanced at Meowth- he wasn't sure the kid had mentioned food. Of course, he also wasn't sure he understood a single word the kid had said, so for all he knew, he could've mentioned food. But would Meowth have known that when he, Keith, did not? Then again, it wasn't exactly unlike Meowth to randomly voice his desire for something to eat, so there was that...

    Keith returned the smile with one of his own before he spoke up. "Excuse me," he said. "Could you please say that again? I didn't catch that."


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    sweetbbydoll: As your Milotic begins swimming towards the right fork, your Smoochum happily agrees and begins to glow. She glows brighter and brighter until the nearby walls are illuminated and you can see the light reflect off the water. It’s a little hard to look directly at your Pokémon now, but you can tell she’s rather proud about her light.

    Time passes slowly as you follow the winding water. There’s not much to see right now and there doesn’t seem to be anyone or anything else around. There aren’t even any bat Pokémon perching upside down on the ceiling to bother you. It’s just you, your Pokémon, and the sounds of water hitting the walls of this tunnel.

    By this point, your Smoochum has somehow found her way up to your Milotic’s head and is perched there like a sentinel. She may be a little bit frustrated with the lack of exciting things happening, so, with the logic of all young ones, has climbed somewhere higher to spot anything coming, as though it would help make things interesting if she could spot it coming.

    It isn’t too much longer before you notice that the tunnel widens up ahead, your Smoochum’s light disappearing into the gloom past the nearby walls. Maybe you’re anticipating what you’ll see, just as bored as your Pokémon have been this past while. Maybe you’re not. Either way, it seems your Pokémon are tired of seeing the same rocky walls and light-touched water because they’re both heading fearlessly into the gloom.

    The walls give way to a large, open cave, parts of which shine under the light of your Smoochum’s Flash. The shore on either side is rocky and black; it looks like you’ll have to do a bit of climbing if you want to get out of this river. There’s also a low chittering that’s echoing through this chamber and a single loud screech from above catches your attention. You and your Pokémon are definitely not alone now.

    On the ceiling, small clusters of varying shades of purple shift and chitter as the light passes over them. Snouts and ears turn towards the three of you and the chittering picks up. It sounds agitated and you can see the various bat Pokémon shifting restlessly, as a Noibat flies over to your trio with a glare. It screeches at you and you get a ringing in your ears. Looks like you aren’t exactly welcome here and it wants you to go away fast.

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Milotic, Smoochum)
    Nothing happened the whole time they swam and even though Liza felt that maybe it would of been a better choice to have taken the other path, her thoughts were soon put at ease as her Smoochum enthusiastically jumped up on Melody's head, trying to figure out if she could be able to see something up ahead at a greater height.

    “Anything yet?” The lass asked her Pokemon, trying to contain herself from laughing at how her Smoochum looked like a captain standing on the port side of the ship, with the Milotic enjoying the baby Pokemon's company up at front.

    “Smooch...” The ice type said shaking her head in a ‘no’ in responds to her trainer's earlier question.

    Its wonderful to see Meldoy get along so well with everyone, Liza told herself seeing how the Milotic didn't even seem to mind Smoochum taking up residents on her head, but rather, cheerful the ice type had, Coming to a new team established with so many member's mustn't be easy for any Pokemon. Especially when that Pokemon comes from a loving home already. I'm glad she been adjusting well and hasn't felt neglected. Liza smiled as they continued on their way down the tunnel, Smoochum's impressive use of Flash having illuminated the pathways darkness allowing for safer travel when they soon came across a gapping hole in the wall...

    ~*~*~

    It was as if they had entered into a completely different world. The tunnel had opened up into a bigger cave, the water path having ended which meant if they wanted to continue they'd have to climb up further until they met with more water. Which was alright, seeing as Milotic could be on land and sea.

    Suddenly though, noises of something up above caught the attention of the three and when the light that the Smoochum flashed caught sight of the various number of bat looking Pokemon hanging upside down. One of them being so bothered by the three, flew towards them before letting out a loud and very strong screeching sound, that was more annoying then nails on a chalk board.

    Each of them covered their ears, hoping to muffle the sound. But despite her discomfort, Liza looked positively beaming with excitement seeing the Noibat in front of her.

    Ever since the Friend's Safari had ended, Noibat was one of the new Pokemon she hoped to own and raise for herself.

    “It's so cute when it's mad!” The lass exclaimed, but a quick look at her other two Pokemon showed they didn't quite see what their trainer saw in the purple bat.

    Milotic was a Pokemon renowned throughout the world for being considered the most beautiful creature ever discovered. While Smoochum, was absolutely adorable in her own right. There wasn't a girl Liza didn't know that wouldn't want to be carrying around a cutie pie like her. But Noibat? Well, to Liza it was cute in its own unique way. Usually finding something special in all the Pokemon she wished to raise. So it was no surprise when Liza reacted the way she did seeing one up so close like this.

    It was a rare sight to see Liza so fired up in wanting to capture a Pokemon that, she just couldn't allow this opportunity to pass her by. “We need to try to catch it!” She said before beginning to reach for a Pokeball of a Pokemon that would stand a good chance against the Flying/Dragon type but, remembering she had a Milotic, there was no one better then the Pokemon she had brought to bond with to help her out.

    “Milotic, I'm going to need your help if I'll have any chance of weakening the Noibat enough to get it inside a Pokeball. I know this will be the first time we'll be officially working together and you haven't been with me very long but, I believe in us!” Liza said before asking, “Do you believe in us?” The trainer awaiting her Milotic's answer.

    “Milooootic!” The water serpent responded happily, leaving the water and arriving on shore, as the Smoochum that had been enjoying her seat hopped off to provide better coverage of light for her trainer and Pokemon to see.

    “Thank you Melody! If we work together, I just know we'll have a shot at capturing this Pokemon!” Liza giggled, “Melody! Start by shrouding yourself in a Safeguard before following up with a Water Gun attack, then using the added moisture to strike with an impressive Ice Beam attack!”

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    MarbleZone: You arrive at Mt. Fumi’s crater on Salamence-back and set down a fair distance from the crater’s edge. The heat from the nearby lava pit hangs in the air and breathing is a bit harder than normal, but you push past the discomforts. You’re here for one reason and one reason only: to test yourself and your team against the wild and powerful Pokémon supposedly calling this crater home.

    To that end, you’ve looked into the island of Cortoza, as such a place of fire and volcanoes would surely have powerful Fire Pokémon, and found references to the lava pit of Mt. Fumi. It’s rumored that wild Pokémon battle each other in tournament-styled matches for glory, bragging rights, and prizes, though it’s never been exactly clear who’s doing the crowning and prize-giving. Perhaps that’s something you want to determine for yourself, since records wouldn’t call just any Pokémon a “king of Fire Pokémon.” Maybe you’ve even considered fighting such a Pokémon yourself.

    Regardless, with a resolution to tame the occupants of this particular volcano, you approach the edge of the crater for your first look at the opposition. The very air shimmers as you peer into the lava pit, so it takes a moment to distinguish Fire Pokémon from glowing lava. What’s immediately obvious, though, is the wide, glassy black plateau sitting in the approximate center of the pit and the two Pokémon battling atop it. An Arcanine dashes forward and twists Agilely to the side to avoid a Typlosion’s Plume of Lava, before lunging forward in a Flaring Blitz of an attack. Unfortunately, the canine runs straight past the Gyroscopic Ball the Typhlosion had curled itself into and the attack just clips the Arcanine’s back leg.

    The two fully-evolved Fire-types exchange a few more hits, but you’ve shifted your gaze because those two can’t be the only types you might run into here. And, based on the spectators you can see, they certainly aren’t. You catch sight of the dual horns of multiple Charizard perched on rocky spires and on cave entrances, other white manes and dark backs of spectating Arcanine and Typhlosion, the white and gold motifs of chattering Infernape and grunting Emboar, and the dual volcanoes of Camerupt. You peer further into the crater and, closer to the lava itself, you think you can pick out the patterns of Magmar and Magmortar, though you aren’t exactly sure whether that’s a Magcargo or just the heat playing tricks. It’s not exactly an unimpressive sight to see this many fully-evolved or just evolved Pokémon in the same location, irrespective of your reasons for being here, but their presence likely fuels your determination further.

    Most of their attention is focused on the current battle winding down on the glassy black arena, though several of the spectators are shifting in preparation of the battle’s end.

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Salamence)
    No way. It does exist... it's real!!

    He was usually more composed than this, but to find out that the mythical arena was real and just as the stories went was something he really wasn't prepared for. Not only that; the Pokemon doing battle were fighting entirely on their own, with no human input whatsoever, and putting on a magnificent performance by themselves - what kind of training did they undergo in this mountain?...

    His gaze shifted from the warring Arcanine and Typhlosion to the creatures on the stands, watching the fight. His eyes stopped on some particular Pokemon, creatures he'd sought to add to his team since the start of his travels, and that he never imagined to find in the wild, let alone in their final forms. Were he in his first years of journeying, Levin would have no doubt jumped into the arena and declared battle against them all at the same time, hoping to capture at least one.

    But I'm not that kid anymore.

    He was here for the single purpose of improving himself to the very limit. These creatures had dwelled inside Mt. Fumi their entire lives, most likely without ever laying eyes on a human being - as tempted as he was to put an end to his lifelong search here, he had to respect the Pokemon's freedom. Besides, he felt wrong to interrupt such a spectacle; two wild Pokemon fighting independently with this level of skill was something very few Trainers would ever get to witness, he'd wager.

    They didn't get this absurdly strong on their own. Someone must rule over them, there has to be a higher power at work. And if there is, that's exactly who I have to find.

    He would find the king of Mt. Fumi and see for himself what kind of creature could keep all of these both under control and this well-trained at the same time. In doing so he might find the ultimate challenge he'd been seeking, and by besting it, declare himself ready to finally tackle the Elite Four.
    He carefully approached the very edge of the crater and prepared to scale down the wall, as silently and stealthily as he could, and approach the arena without causing a commotion. He'd make his presence felt when the time was right, but making enemies right off the bat, especially of this caliber, was ill-advised.

    One good thing that comes out of hanging around Fighting-Types for so long is that we find ourselves obligated to keep up with them. Can't count the times I raced Dux by climbing up and down trees around the Garden back home...

    Hoping that climbing down rocks would be a similar deal, the Saffron-native got to work. There was much to be done on the road to glory.


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    Missingno. Master: The kid’s smile falters when you and Meowth speak, a confused look rising on his face. He glances back in the direction he’d come from and then takes a deep breath. This time, he repeats his question noticeably slower, keeping a close eye on your reaction, but it still doesn’t make any sense to you. The words have too many vowels for one thing, and there aren’t enough hard consonant sounds. Whatever he’s speaking, it’s definitely not English, though Meowth seems to understand it just fine.

    Not that the Scratch Cat notices as he gives you a look. Your Pokémon unknowingly translates for the kid and tells you that he’d invited the two of you to lunch on behalf of the tribe and chief. Also, that the kid certainly smells like he’d been hanging around the food because he smells like roast fish, pork, and smoke.

    After a moment of awkwardly standing by, the kid makes an expectant sound and tilts his head questioningly. Clearly realizing that you don’t seem to share a language, he motions in the direction that he’d come from. The same direction the smell of food was coming from and where people were starting to gather. The kid then chatters to Meowth, as if to make sure that he’s being clear; he’s obviously come to the conclusion that Meowth somehow understands him and you somehow understand Meowth, so to make sure he gets his message across, he should talk to the Pokémon. He then beams at the both of you, as the sound of a decent-sized crowd talking begins to drift over the huts. Sounds like whatever’s happening over there is just about to start.

    Meowth quickly relays what the kid told him. That they’re holding a festival in honor of midsummer and the goddess Pele. That the two of you are guests of honor because you’d apparently appeared out of nowhere at the foot of the temple, just before the sun set yesterday. That there’s plenty of delicious food for guests who’ve been sleeping almost an entire day. Both the chief and Pele’s priestess would like to meet the two of you, now that you’re awake.

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Tentacruel, Meowth)




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    sweetbbydoll: Thrilled that you’ve stumbled across such a rare Pokémon, you immediately make up your mind to catch it. You reach for another one of your Pokémon to begin a battle and then realize that you already have an effective opponent out and ready for a battle. You tell your Milotic what you’re planning and she agrees, pushing herself out of the water in preparation for the upcoming fight. Your Smoochum hurries over to you, so her brilliant Flash of light won’t be flying around while her teammate’s battling.

    The Noibat quickly becomes furious as it watches you and your Pokémon prepare for battle and it screeches angrily before flying down to oblige you. The echoes of its screaming bounce back and forth in this cave; with that and the chittering of the watching bat Pokémon, it’s a wonder you can hear yourself think, let alone give orders. That’s going to make it a bit difficult to tell your Milotic what to do, if it gets any louder, but your first order remedies that.

    Your Milotic promptly creates a glowing green dome of a Guard to keep her Safe from those tricky status, visual, and environmental effects. It also makes it easier for her to hear your voice amidst the echoes of the wild bats. Not a moment later, the Noibat’s actual Screech comes barreling down to splash uselessly on Melody’s Safeguard, as it makes a pass overhead. It circles around and comes hurtling down to Tackle your Milotic, only to miss and get Gunned in the face with Water. It fumbles in the air and then shrieks in pain as a Beam of Ice hits its right half. The Noibat hits the cave floor hard and tumbles for a bit before it manages to right itself. With a venomous glare at your Milotic, it pushes back into the air and flies straight for your Pokémon, flapping its wings hard. A Gust of wind full of rocky debris and bat guano buffets your side of the ‘field’, though it doesn’t exactly present your Pokémon with any difficulty. You, on the other hand, have to close your eyes for a moment, so you don’t get dust and…other things stuck in them.

    When the wind dies down, you see the Noibat perched upside down on the ceiling, bright yellow eyes glaring down at your group. It looks much worse for wear, especially compared to your Milotic, who doesn’t look all that hurt, but it’s still ready to continue fighting. Melody takes a few deep breaths and readies herself.

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Milotic, Smoochum)




    ~!~



    MarbleZone: You decide not to interrupt the awesome spectacle playing out on the volcanic arena and, instead, carefully pick your way to the edge of the crater to find a spot to begin your descent. Though there are ledges and pathways throughout the caldera, many of them are currently occupied by fully-evolved, restless Fire-types, who probably wouldn’t take too kindly to someone suddenly appearing nearby. It doesn’t take you long to find a clear area to aim for or to decide on the path you’ll take and, in short order, you ease your way over the edge, cautiously testing your hold with each movement you make.

    As you descend further into the caldera, the difference between climbing trees in the Garden and here quickly become apparent. For one, while tree bark can be rough on your hands, at least it isn’t lava or magma heated rock, which emanates enough heat that burning your arms, legs, clothes, and melting through your shoes is becoming a real possibility. Already it feels like you have a sunburn on all your exposed skin and you haven’t even reached the ledge! For another, as you lower yourself into the heated air, it’s becoming harder and harder to breathe. What looked like a simple climb is getting steadily more difficult as you get less oxygen the closer you approach all the fire.

    Finally, you manage to reach your destination and a look around the caldera shows the various spectators are busy watching the Arcanine from the last fight face off against a Charizard. It doesn’t look like they noticed your descent into their battlegrounds, but you have a much better view of the crowd from here. Despite the sweat, oxygen shortage, and air shimmering due to the heat, you manage to also spot some Delphox, Ninetales, and possibly a Volcarona or two watching the fight from cave mouths that are only now visible with the changed perspective. Oddly enough, one of the caves seems to be half-filled with small, shifting fires. It takes you a moment to register what you’re seeing, but a few blinks and a bit of squinting later, you pick out previous evolutionary forms of the visible crowd, all huddling in an excited-looking group and clearly watching the battles, as well.

    You’re suddenly buffeted with the aftereffects of a quick exchange between the combatants in the arena, as smoke and embers are sent flying from the battlefield by the Charizard’s impressive wings. While the other spectators have little trouble dealing with the abrupt change in air quality or visibility, aside from some irritation, you’re not exactly built for this sort of environment and you’re definitely not getting enough air now. From the annoyed flapping you manage to hear over your coughing, it sounds like the other Charizard are clearing the air, but you might not be able to stay conscious that long.

    What will you do now?

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    Missingno. Master: The kid’s smile falters when you and Meowth speak, a confused look rising on his face. He glances back in the direction he’d come from and then takes a deep breath. This time, he repeats his question noticeably slower, keeping a close eye on your reaction, but it still doesn’t make any sense to you. The words have too many vowels for one thing, and there aren’t enough hard consonant sounds. Whatever he’s speaking, it’s definitely not English, though Meowth seems to understand it just fine.

    Not that the Scratch Cat notices as he gives you a look. Your Pokémon unknowingly translates for the kid and tells you that he’d invited the two of you to lunch on behalf of the tribe and chief. Also, that the kid certainly smells like he’d been hanging around the food because he smells like roast fish, pork, and smoke.

    After a moment of awkwardly standing by, the kid makes an expectant sound and tilts his head questioningly. Clearly realizing that you don’t seem to share a language, he motions in the direction that he’d come from. The same direction the smell of food was coming from and where people were starting to gather. The kid then chatters to Meowth, as if to make sure that he’s being clear; he’s obviously come to the conclusion that Meowth somehow understands him and you somehow understand Meowth, so to make sure he gets his message across, he should talk to the Pokémon. He then beams at the both of you, as the sound of a decent-sized crowd talking begins to drift over the huts. Sounds like whatever’s happening over there is just about to start.

    Meowth quickly relays what the kid told him. That they’re holding a festival in honor of midsummer and the goddess Pele. That the two of you are guests of honor because you’d apparently appeared out of nowhere at the foot of the temple, just before the sun set yesterday. That there’s plenty of delicious food for guests who’ve been sleeping almost an entire day. Both the chief and Pele’s priestess would like to meet the two of you, now that you’re awake.

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Tentacruel, Meowth)
    Things were starting to take a turn for the weird. The kid's smile faded at Keith's question, replaced with a look of confusion. And then, as he finally repeated his question, much slower, Keith realized exactly why he couldn't understand the kid before- he wasn't speaking English! This was something of a problem for Keith- the only other languages he understood besides English were those of the Shuppet and Gastly lines, and he was pretty sure this wasn't any of those. Meowth, however, that was a whole other swarm of Yanma right there.

    Meowth looked at Keith. "Ya hear him fine now?" he asked. "He's invitin' us ta lunch on behalf o' da tribe and da chief. Besides which, it sure smells like he's been hangin' around da food."

    "Wait- you can understand him?" Keith said to Meowth.

    Meowth blinked. "Ya mean youse can't?" he asked, sounding just as surprised as his Trainer. "Wat da..."

    "You think he's speaking a Pokémon language of some kind?" Keith murmured. "I mean, humans can learn it well enough, I'm living proof of that. Marion, too, for that matter," he added, recalling a friend of his who specialized in (and spoke the various languages of) Ghost-type Pokémon.

    "I dunno," Meowth shrugged. "I... dis is weirdin' me out."

    Meanwhile, the kid made an expectant sort of sound, his head tilted questioningly. He seemed to realize the language barrier, and also that Meowth was his best hope of getting through to Keith, for he gestured in the direction he had come from (which, not coincidentally, Keith figured, was also where the aroma of food was coming from, and also where people were starting to gather. Moreover, he talked again, this time to Meowth specifically. Keith was used to turning to Meowth for a translation, though not from another human. Nevertheless, he turned to Meowth, and the Normal-type translated.

    "He says dey're holdin' a festival in honor o' midsummer, and da goddess Pele," Meowth translated. "Da two o' us is apparently da guests o' honor, since we apparently showed up outta nowhere at da foot o' da temple just before sunset yesterday. Seems we'd been sleepin' almost a whole day."

    "Yeesh," Keith murmured. "No wonder I'm so hungry."

    "Yeah, same here," nodded Meowth. "Dey got plenty o' delicious food fer us dere, and apparently da chief and Pele's priestess wanna meet da both of us. So, we goin' or wat?"

    "Sounds good to me," Keith remarked. "Though how we can get that through to him, I don't know..."

    "I could try ta talk ta him," Meowth offered. "I dunno how, but I can understand him. Maybe if I try switchin' back ta Meowth language, maybe he'd understand me."

    "It's worth a shot, I guess," Keith replied.

    Meowth turned back to the kid. He cleared his throat, and for the first time in ages, spoke in Meowth language, telling him that they would be glad to go with him. And to be on the safe side, Meowth also made various hand gestures (or... paw gestures), attempting to indicate through those the same thing he was trying to convey verbally. Would this work? Neither Keith nor Meowth knew.


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    sweetbbydoll: Thrilled that you’ve stumbled across such a rare Pokémon, you immediately make up your mind to catch it. You reach for another one of your Pokémon to begin a battle and then realize that you already have an effective opponent out and ready for a battle. You tell your Milotic what you’re planning and she agrees, pushing herself out of the water in preparation for the upcoming fight. Your Smoochum hurries over to you, so her brilliant Flash of light won’t be flying around while her teammate’s battling.

    The Noibat quickly becomes furious as it watches you and your Pokémon prepare for battle and it screeches angrily before flying down to oblige you. The echoes of its screaming bounce back and forth in this cave; with that and the chittering of the watching bat Pokémon, it’s a wonder you can hear yourself think, let alone give orders. That’s going to make it a bit difficult to tell your Milotic what to do, if it gets any louder, but your first order remedies that.

    Your Milotic promptly creates a glowing green dome of a Guard to keep her Safe from those tricky status, visual, and environmental effects. It also makes it easier for her to hear your voice amidst the echoes of the wild bats. Not a moment later, the Noibat’s actual Screech comes barreling down to splash uselessly on Melody’s Safeguard, as it makes a pass overhead. It circles around and comes hurtling down to Tackle your Milotic, only to miss and get Gunned in the face with Water. It fumbles in the air and then shrieks in pain as a Beam of Ice hits its right half. The Noibat hits the cave floor hard and tumbles for a bit before it manages to right itself. With a venomous glare at your Milotic, it pushes back into the air and flies straight for your Pokémon, flapping its wings hard. A Gust of wind full of rocky debris and bat guano buffets your side of the ‘field’, though it doesn’t exactly present your Pokémon with any difficulty. You, on the other hand, have to close your eyes for a moment, so you don’t get dust and…other things stuck in them.

    When the wind dies down, you see the Noibat perched upside down on the ceiling, bright yellow eyes glaring down at your group. It looks much worse for wear, especially compared to your Milotic, who doesn’t look all that hurt, but it’s still ready to continue fighting. Melody takes a few deep breaths and readies herself.

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Milotic, Smoochum)
    “Huh?” Liza pondered for a moment watching how the Noibat was reacting towards them before the battle had even began, “If I didn't know any better, I bet it's a little jealous of you two for having a trainer.” Liza thought out loud looking at her own Pokemon, as she remembered reading something once that said, wild Pokemon were a little envious of Pokemon owned by trainers.

    “Smooch?” her ice type said, in a ‘You think so?’ sort of way as she turned her head to the side, half musing.

    “Maybe it's just my imagination.” Liza smiled, focusing her attention back to the matter at hand.

    The battle officially commenced and it was going great with Melody taking an early lead. But unlike an official battle, a trainer battle, battles done in the wild had a tendency of testing the trainer's worth as well.

    “Smooooooch!” The Smoochum screamed as she held on for dear life on to Liza's leg, the Gust attack proving to be a bit too much for the baby Pokemon. “Just hold on a little longer!” The lass yelled back, covering her own eyes and mouth so she wouldn't be effected by the debris being flung in the air, “It'll wear off soon!” The trainer quickly assured when finally the wind that picked up moments ago was indeed dying down.

    With their vision cleared up, Liza took an admiring look towards her Milotic, Melody, just standing there so majestically in the midst of battle.

    “But wait,” the lass quickly snapped from her trance, “Where's Noibat?” Liza said worriedly as she and Smoochum began looking all around frantically for the bat, as the trainer's Milotic just continued to stare up at the ceiling. Looking up themselves that's where they could see the bat Pokemon had flown off to, it giving them a defiant stare right back as it hung upside down from the cave.

    Won'tcha look at that. Liza thought to herself beaming even more, Those eyes, that burning ambition to keep going, no, that burning ambition to want to win! It knows it's battling a tough opponent and it still continues to want to fight. It's pride is on the line now, it won't give up so easily, we'll need to come up with something a little different this time... she told herself before saying, “I may have wanted you before just because I thought you were cute Noibat but now...I especially want you because of your character. If it's the last thing I'll do, I'll add you to my team no matter what, you hear me!” Liza proclaimed loudly, the sounds of the cave echoing around her as she did.

    Looking at her Milotic standing so elegantly in battle, Liza complimented her Pokemon on a job well done so far, “Absolutely amazing Melody! You're a complete natural at this, just a little more and maybe we'll have this battle won yet!” Liza said before giving her next orders, “Aim another pressurized water attack, but this time, in the form of a boiling Scald directly at where the Noibat is hanging from, forcing it to get off of the ceiling. Then see if an Attract will be enough to draw it closer to you, if it doesn't succeed though, go for a Wrap attack to bind it all together!”

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    MarbleZone: You decide not to interrupt the awesome spectacle playing out on the volcanic arena and, instead, carefully pick your way to the edge of the crater to find a spot to begin your descent. Though there are ledges and pathways throughout the caldera, many of them are currently occupied by fully-evolved, restless Fire-types, who probably wouldn’t take too kindly to someone suddenly appearing nearby. It doesn’t take you long to find a clear area to aim for or to decide on the path you’ll take and, in short order, you ease your way over the edge, cautiously testing your hold with each movement you make.

    As you descend further into the caldera, the difference between climbing trees in the Garden and here quickly become apparent. For one, while tree bark can be rough on your hands, at least it isn’t lava or magma heated rock, which emanates enough heat that burning your arms, legs, clothes, and melting through your shoes is becoming a real possibility. Already it feels like you have a sunburn on all your exposed skin and you haven’t even reached the ledge! For another, as you lower yourself into the heated air, it’s becoming harder and harder to breathe. What looked like a simple climb is getting steadily more difficult as you get less oxygen the closer you approach all the fire.

    Finally, you manage to reach your destination and a look around the caldera shows the various spectators are busy watching the Arcanine from the last fight face off against a Charizard. It doesn’t look like they noticed your descent into their battlegrounds, but you have a much better view of the crowd from here. Despite the sweat, oxygen shortage, and air shimmering due to the heat, you manage to also spot some Delphox, Ninetales, and possibly a Volcarona or two watching the fight from cave mouths that are only now visible with the changed perspective. Oddly enough, one of the caves seems to be half-filled with small, shifting fires. It takes you a moment to register what you’re seeing, but a few blinks and a bit of squinting later, you pick out previous evolutionary forms of the visible crowd, all huddling in an excited-looking group and clearly watching the battles, as well.

    You’re suddenly buffeted with the aftereffects of a quick exchange between the combatants in the arena, as smoke and embers are sent flying from the battlefield by the Charizard’s impressive wings. While the other spectators have little trouble dealing with the abrupt change in air quality or visibility, aside from some irritation, you’re not exactly built for this sort of environment and you’re definitely not getting enough air now. From the annoyed flapping you manage to hear over your coughing, it sounds like the other Charizard are clearing the air, but you might not be able to stay conscious that long.

    What will you do now?

    (Declared: Salamence)
    The most his ego would allow him to call this setback was a “miscalculation”. In fact, it was nothing short of a potentially deadly mistake on his part – drawing close to a battle of Fire-Types inside the hot, narrow chamber of a volcano was far from the best call he could have made.

    As the battle raged on, ash and embers filled the arena and the surrounding atmosphere. Most natives had no problem handling the change in air quality, but Levin wasn’t built for this kind of environments. If anything, his mother’s lineage was from the region of Heiml, to which he owed his blonde hair, making him effectively a descendant of the North.

    My lungs… feel like they’re burning...

    His chest could well be ablaze at this point. Each couch was a painful explosion of heat bursting from within; his eyes watered and his head felt dizzier by the second. There was no way the spectating Charizard’s casual wing flaps were going to dissipate the smoke in time…
    He’d been in a similar situation before, surrounded by noxious gases and on the brink of collapse. When life-threatening events repeat themselves, one tends to do the exact same thing that worked before – in this case, Levin instinctively reached for his Bag and wrapped the Silk Scarf around his mouth and nostrils. But that wouldn’t solve the problem…

    His first thought went to Syre, whose wings were probably powerful enough to use Defog and clear the air. But he stopped himself mid-motion as he went for the Salamence’s Pokeball.

    No. The torch has been passed; Syre deserves to rest, look for a family, and… I can no longer… depend on him… like before…

    Some force unknown to him caused the Saffron-native to pick a different Pokeball, summoning another ally. One toward whom he no longer held a debt, and whose powerful build could well replace Syre in this time to need – from the confines of the device Qeth the Flygon materialized, and the Desert Spirit was quick to assess the situation.

    - Q-Qeth… use… use G-Gu…

    Strength failed him. Breathing was almost impossible at this point, let alone speak loudly enough to issue orders. But in Qeth’s case, no instructions were needed – as if the spiritual dragon was in tune with the one who’d brought him, millennia later, back into this world.
    The Ground-Type spread its massive wings, each of them as long as Levin was tall. A Gust from them, or however many it took, should dissipate the blackness around them faster than any Charizard in the distance could. But would Levin be able to hold out until then?...


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    Missingno. Master: Upon hearing Meowth speaking in Meowth, the kid brightens, relief written all over his face, and gestures for the two of you to follow him. He leads you past the gathering crowd, easily opening up a path by telling them that the two of you are the guests of honor, a title that has the various villagers turning to look at you and Meowth with varying degrees of welcome. Fletchling chirp at each other as you pass by their perches atop the huts, gossiping about how odd you and Meowth look, while Growlithe, Houndour, and Litleo run around, getting underfoot and commenting on how different you smell. Ponyta and Rapidash whicker to each other as you pass them, giving you curious looks as the kid takes you to a large clearing that seems to be the center of the village.

    On your left, beside the small herd of Ponyta and Rapidash, a long wooden table is laden with plates piled high with meat, fruit, and vegetables. Bowls of soup and juice are located on either end of the table. There’s also a large, conspicuously empty spot in the middle of the table, probably for some special main dish, seeing as this is supposed to be a festival-celebration-type thing. Several people stand over the table, obviously overseeing the placement of dishes and making sure to stop any children hoping to get an early start on the food.

    In the center of the clearing, a large bonfire crackles merrily as clusters of people chat in groups around it. Children and young Pokémon scurry around, excitedly screaming, barking, growling, and chirping as they chase each other around the clearing, between the chatting adults, and through the bonfire. You spot a little kid, maybe six or seven years old, getting into an argument with a Litleo and she casually bats away a few stray embers, before an adult scolds both Pokémon and child. A teenager rolls out of the path of a young Ponyta’s Stomp, before he throws himself onto its back and hangs on for dear life as his friends laugh and cheer him on.

    Your guide doesn’t even stop for a moment, making his way to the other side of the bonfire and finally introducing himself as Ieni. He says he’s been given the responsibility of helping you around until you’ve done whatever it is the goddess brought you here to do, but first, the chief and Pele’s priestess are waiting there. He indicates two individuals, a man, indistinguishable from any of the others you’ve seen on your walk except for the feather-topped staff he’s holding, and a woman, wearing a six-winged headdress, a familiar-looking gold-and-red necklace, and clad in sheer, flame-colored cloth.

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Tentacruel, Meowth)




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    sweetbbydoll: The Noibat screeches defiantly at your words, baring its fangs at you and spreading its wings out to make itself look bigger. A second screech sends Supersonic waves beaming down at your Milotic, who blinks and shakes her head in confusion. She looks around as though she’s forgotten where she is and what she’s supposed to be doing; it appears your Milotic has become Confused. Luckily for you, she still manages to fire off a Scalding hot jet of water in Noibat’s general direction, but it only clips the bat’s wing as Noibat drops off the ceiling and Agilely rolls to avoid the attack.

    Melody once again manages to remember what you ordered her to do and tries to make herself Attractive to the Noibat, but her confusion makes her clumsy and the Noibat is not impressed with her attempts at courting it. In fact, all that wriggling apparently makes your Pokémon look more like food to the Noibat, as it decides to land and sink its fangs into your Milotic, Leeching some of her health to restore some Life to the bat. It looks much less worn down when it takes off to avoid your Milotic accidentally ramming her head into the floor in her confusion, though you can see the wild Pokémon’s smug amusement at her mistake.

    Up above, the chittering of the spectating bat Pokémon goes from agitated to alarmed, something that effortlessly catches the attention of your opponent. It screeches at them in an obvious demand, keeping one eye on your trio as it does so, but whatever it hears has it snapping its entire focus on one particular group of bats. It lands near the group and there’s a very fast exchange of chittering, before another Noibat screech has the whole cave coming alive with bat Pokémon taking off. The air is filled with the sounds of flapping and chittering, the sounds echoing off the walls and creating a cacophony of noise, before the entire colony streams out of a tunnel halfway up the side of the cave wall that you only just spot. With the chittering of the bats fading, it doesn’t take long before you start hearing clicking noises getting louder and louder, coming from somewhere around ground level. Your Smoochum clings tighter to your leg as the sounds get louder and even your Milotic shivers despite her confusion.

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Milotic, Smoochum)




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    MarbleZone: You can barely cough out your orders to your Flygon, but he easily gets the message. With three large flaps of his wings, he sends the smoke and embers spiraling out of the caldera in Gusts and the rush of slightly-cooler, clear air makes you momentarily dizzy with the return of oxygen. Your coughing eases and the darkness on the edges of your vision retreats as you slowly recover.

    Though your Flygon’s Gusts weren’t exactly inconspicuous, it looks like very few of the spectators paid much attention to your situation. Several glance over at you in curiosity and consideration, eyeing your Flygon as another possible opponent, while others scoff at your almost-collapse. The two fighters don’t seem to have even noticed what had happened in your little slice of the crowd as two Bursts of Flame hit each other in midair and explode, sending a shockwave rippling out to buffet the spectators, thankfully without any additions. The Charizard dives into the smoky aftermath, Claws glowing with Draconic power and slams straight into the crackling Thunder of the Arcanine’s bared Fangs. It howls in pain and rakes its claws wherever it can reach, but the Arcanine hangs on, Crunching down when the Charizard tries to squirm free. The canine gets Attacked by the Charizard’s Wings as the dual-type takes a deep breath, but another bite from Thunder-coated Fangs makes it thrash instead.

    Both Pokémon are heaving for breath when the Charizard finally surrenders, battered and scorched but not yet knocked unconscious, and the Arcanine lets its opponent up. The Charizard tiredly snorts fire in the Arcanine’s direction, but it takes off for an empty ledge as the Arcanine scans the crowd for its next challenger. It barks in a demanding way and slowly the crowd’s gazes turn to you. Some are curious, others expectant, and still others are smirking. Arcanine takes a deep breath, plants itself, and barks a challenge.

    Well, whaddya know. Looks like they want to see what a trainer can do.

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Salamence, Flygon)




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    Missingno. Master: Upon hearing Meowth speaking in Meowth, the kid brightens, relief written all over his face, and gestures for the two of you to follow him. He leads you past the gathering crowd, easily opening up a path by telling them that the two of you are the guests of honor, a title that has the various villagers turning to look at you and Meowth with varying degrees of welcome. Fletchling chirp at each other as you pass by their perches atop the huts, gossiping about how odd you and Meowth look, while Growlithe, Houndour, and Litleo run around, getting underfoot and commenting on how different you smell. Ponyta and Rapidash whicker to each other as you pass them, giving you curious looks as the kid takes you to a large clearing that seems to be the center of the village.

    On your left, beside the small herd of Ponyta and Rapidash, a long wooden table is laden with plates piled high with meat, fruit, and vegetables. Bowls of soup and juice are located on either end of the table. There’s also a large, conspicuously empty spot in the middle of the table, probably for some special main dish, seeing as this is supposed to be a festival-celebration-type thing. Several people stand over the table, obviously overseeing the placement of dishes and making sure to stop any children hoping to get an early start on the food.

    In the center of the clearing, a large bonfire crackles merrily as clusters of people chat in groups around it. Children and young Pokémon scurry around, excitedly screaming, barking, growling, and chirping as they chase each other around the clearing, between the chatting adults, and through the bonfire. You spot a little kid, maybe six or seven years old, getting into an argument with a Litleo and she casually bats away a few stray embers, before an adult scolds both Pokémon and child. A teenager rolls out of the path of a young Ponyta’s Stomp, before he throws himself onto its back and hangs on for dear life as his friends laugh and cheer him on.

    Your guide doesn’t even stop for a moment, making his way to the other side of the bonfire and finally introducing himself as Ieni. He says he’s been given the responsibility of helping you around until you’ve done whatever it is the goddess brought you here to do, but first, the chief and Pele’s priestess are waiting there. He indicates two individuals, a man, indistinguishable from any of the others you’ve seen on your walk except for the feather-topped staff he’s holding, and a woman, wearing a six-winged headdress, a familiar-looking gold-and-red necklace, and clad in sheer, flame-colored cloth.

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Tentacruel, Meowth)
    Keith was a little weirded out- usually people were more able to understand Meowth when he spoke human language and not Meowth language, but this time, it was the other way around. The kid looked relieved to hear Meowth speaking Meowth language, and it was clear that he understood Meowth perfectly. He gestured for Keith and Meowth to follow him. The two exchanged looks, then walked after the kid. And honestly, Keith was a bit relieved, himself- the language barrier wasn't going to be a problem, thanks to Meowth.

    The kid said something to the gathering crowd, and whatever it was made the crowd part, opening p a path. "What'd he say?" Keith muttered to Meowth.

    "Dat we're da guests o' honor," Meowth whispered back.

    Indeed, that seemed to fit with how the villagers were looking at them, as well as the Pokémon, some of which Keith had never seen before- Fletchling and Litleo. There were also more familiar-looking Fire-types, such as Growlithe and Houndour, and Ponyta and Rapidash. "Wow," Keith murmured. He was tempted to pull out his Pokédex and scan some of the Pokémon, Fletchling and Litleo in particular, but he had the feeling that these villagers were a bit... isolated from modern technology. He supposed they must have been transported to some village somewhere on Cortoza that had remained undisturbed by any outsiders throughout the years.

    "All da Pokémon, dey're talkin' about how different we smell, and how odd youse looks."

    "How odd I look?" Keith repeated.

    "Hey, yer da one dressed in dose kinda clothes," Meowth retorted. "I, on da other hand, look just like any other Meowth."

    "Fair enough," Keith conceded.

    Soon, they passed a long wooden table on their left, laden with enough food to keep a Swalot occupied for more than just a few seconds. Meat, fruits, vegetables, bowls of soup and juice... there was an empty spot in the center of the table, which told Keith that the main dish had not yet been brought to the table. Meowth looked a little wary as he eyed this empty space, but he said nothing. Surely there was a much more innocent reason for the empty space than the horrible idea that had occurred to him... They then came to the center of the clearing where there was a large, roaring bonfire, with lots of people and Pokémon all around it. Among them there was a little kid seeming to argue with a Litleo, and a teenager evading a Ponyta's Stomp before managing to get onto the Fire Horse Pokémon's back.

    At last, the kid stopped at the other end of the bonfire, and spoke to them. "His name's Ieni," Meowth translated for Keith. "Apparently, it's his responsibility ta help us around until yer done wit watever da goddess brought ya here ta do. But first, da chief and Pele's priestess are waitin'." Keith looked at where Ieni was indicating, and there stood a man holding a feather-topped staff, and a woman wearing a headdress, dressed in flame-colored cloth, and wearing around her neck... Keith couldn't be sure at this moment, but it seemed to him as though she was wearing a necklace very much like the one they'd seen at the temple. But surely it couldn't be the exact same one... right?

    "OK, I guess that's them," Keith murmured to Meowth. "You up for more translating?"

    Meowth nodded. "Got ya covered," he replied.

    "OK, well, let's go and say hello," Keith said. "And then maybe you could ask them why exactly we've been brought here?"

    "I'd like ta know dat myself," Meowth nodded. With that, Keith slowly approached the chief and Pele's priestess, and Meowth switched back to Meowth language, and said what Keith said for him to say- polite greetings, followed by asking why they'd been brought here.


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    sweetbbydoll: The Noibat screeches defiantly at your words, baring its fangs at you and spreading its wings out to make itself look bigger. A second screech sends Supersonic waves beaming down at your Milotic, who blinks and shakes her head in confusion. She looks around as though she’s forgotten where she is and what she’s supposed to be doing; it appears your Milotic has become Confused. Luckily for you, she still manages to fire off a Scalding hot jet of water in Noibat’s general direction, but it only clips the bat’s wing as Noibat drops off the ceiling and Agilely rolls to avoid the attack.

    Melody once again manages to remember what you ordered her to do and tries to make herself Attractive to the Noibat, but her confusion makes her clumsy and the Noibat is not impressed with her attempts at courting it. In fact, all that wriggling apparently makes your Pokémon look more like food to the Noibat, as it decides to land and sink its fangs into your Milotic, Leeching some of her health to restore some Life to the bat. It looks much less worn down when it takes off to avoid your Milotic accidentally ramming her head into the floor in her confusion, though you can see the wild Pokémon’s smug amusement at her mistake.

    Up above, the chittering of the spectating bat Pokémon goes from agitated to alarmed, something that effortlessly catches the attention of your opponent. It screeches at them in an obvious demand, keeping one eye on your trio as it does so, but whatever it hears has it snapping its entire focus on one particular group of bats. It lands near the group and there’s a very fast exchange of chittering, before another Noibat screech has the whole cave coming alive with bat Pokémon taking off. The air is filled with the sounds of flapping and chittering, the sounds echoing off the walls and creating a cacophony of noise, before the entire colony streams out of a tunnel halfway up the side of the cave wall that you only just spot. With the chittering of the bats fading, it doesn’t take long before you start hearing clicking noises getting louder and louder, coming from somewhere around ground level. Your Smoochum clings tighter to your leg as the sounds get louder and even your Milotic shivers despite her confusion.

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Milotic, Smoochum)
    Before Noibat and it’s fellow species could up and leave into a connecting cavern. The bat Pokemon that Liza and Melody had been fighting since getting there, gave the trio one final look before joining it’s brethren on their way out.

    The battle had concluded with no winner declared, but Liza didn’t take it as a complete loss, after all she did manage to bond with her newest Pokemon and that was reward enough. Of course, the battle wasn’t officially over anyway and deep down, looking into the bat Pokemon’s beady yellow eyes the Lass knew, if the fates allowed, that they just might get the chance to cross paths again and finish what they had started. At least, she hoped so.

    “We need to get out of here,” Liza said running over to aid her Milotic, who was laying in pain, thrashing it’s head, like a fish out of water from her confused state.

    Turning to her Smoochum who looked rather shaken by whatever was approaching, Liza called out to her Pokemon to join her.

    Retrieving Melody’s Premierball from her bag, Liza held it in the palm of her hand, remembering that returning a Pokemon back into it’s Pokeball would cure confusion once inside. Liza kneeled over, petting her water serpent, trying her best to soothe the creature, “It’s going to be okay,” the trainer said softly, “You did an amazing job in battle, I’m glad we can work so well together, it makes me happy. You did your best and I assure you, we’ll get a rematch. Now it’s time you rest, we’ll take it from here.” The trainer finally said hugging her Pokemon before pointing the sphere and securing her Milotic safety inside.

    Standing up, the trainer looked towards the direction that bats flew off to, wondering if going in that direction too might help them escape whatever was coming.

    Bats were capable of navigating the catacombs a lot easier because of their ability to use echolocation. I wish we had something like that, right about now. She thought, Flash makes us an easy target...but we need a way to see.

    “Let’s make a run for it.” The trainer said in a hush whisper. “If the bats were too scared to stick around, I don’t think it’ll be wise for us to find out what that ‘thing’ is, that is coming our way.”

    “Smooch...” The baby Pokemon said.

    “You’re worried about Melody aren’t you?”

    “Smooch...” Smoochum looked up before nodding yes.

    “Don’t worry, everything’s going to turn out okay in the end. She’s going to be fine. You’ll see.” Liza said believing in her own words, giving her Pokemon a genuine smile. “But right now, we need to worry about what we’re going to do...” the trainer said, picking up her Pokemon into her arms before reaching for another sphere and producing a Kangaskhan on the spot.

    “Kangas?” The Parental Pokemon grunted, wondering why she was called out.

    Placing her Smoochum in the kangaroos’ pouch, next to the baby Kangaskhan Liza asked her Pokemon to help her out of a jam. “Kanga, we seem to be in some sort of danger,” the trainer began to explain, “To what extend, we don't know. I need you to help get us up to that hole in the wall, using your Rock Climb. You think you can manage carrying the babies, yourself and me at the same time?” She asked, having never done this sort of thing either...

    Her kangaroo stayed quiet for a second before giving a confident nod.

    “Smoochy, I’ll need you to guide the way with your light. You think you can manage?”

    “Smooch!”

    “Good! Then let's get the hell out of here team!” She said in a hush whisper.

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    MarbleZone: You can barely cough out your orders to your Flygon, but he easily gets the message. With three large flaps of his wings, he sends the smoke and embers spiraling out of the caldera in Gusts and the rush of slightly-cooler, clear air makes you momentarily dizzy with the return of oxygen. Your coughing eases and the darkness on the edges of your vision retreats as you slowly recover.

    Though your Flygon’s Gusts weren’t exactly inconspicuous, it looks like very few of the spectators paid much attention to your situation. Several glance over at you in curiosity and consideration, eyeing your Flygon as another possible opponent, while others scoff at your almost-collapse. The two fighters don’t seem to have even noticed what had happened in your little slice of the crowd as two Bursts of Flame hit each other in midair and explode, sending a shockwave rippling out to buffet the spectators, thankfully without any additions. The Charizard dives into the smoky aftermath, Claws glowing with Draconic power and slams straight into the crackling Thunder of the Arcanine’s bared Fangs. It howls in pain and rakes its claws wherever it can reach, but the Arcanine hangs on, Crunching down when the Charizard tries to squirm free. The canine gets Attacked by the Charizard’s Wings as the dual-type takes a deep breath, but another bite from Thunder-coated Fangs makes it thrash instead.

    Both Pokémon are heaving for breath when the Charizard finally surrenders, battered and scorched but not yet knocked unconscious, and the Arcanine lets its opponent up. The Charizard tiredly snorts fire in the Arcanine’s direction, but it takes off for an empty ledge as the Arcanine scans the crowd for its next challenger. It barks in a demanding way and slowly the crowd’s gazes turn to you. Some are curious, others expectant, and still others are smirking. Arcanine takes a deep breath, plants itself, and barks a challenge.

    Well, whaddya know. Looks like they want to see what a trainer can do.

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Salamence, Flygon)
    Qeth's wings were indeed powerful; the Gusts he nonchalantly created with a mere couple of flaps dissipated most of the ash, making the air breathable again. Levin smiled on the inside; to think not too long ago, Qeth was still Mellow the Trapinch, eager to one day be able to fly... Mellow as he knew him was no more, but perhaps he still existed, dormant inside the First Desert Spirit, and if so, maybe he was smiling too.

    The Flygon's life-saving intervention garnered more attention that Levin initially anticipated. For a while, Charizard and Arcanine continued their battle, with the quadruped eventually emerging victorious, but when they were done, the winner sought another opponent. He sought him.

    Of all the potential challengers around you, all the phenomenal Pokemon watching from the stands? Maybe it doesn't want to challenge me... maybe it's looking to kill me for trespassing.

    He had no way to know. But the Arcanine's demand was obvious - he wanted Levin to join him in the obsidian Arena and fight. For what reason, he couldn't tell - was it Qeth who peaked the Fire-Type's interest?

    Unfortunate if so, because I have other plans.

    The Flygon was a force of nature to be sure. But with his extremely advanced age, he'd seen and lived through more than just about anyone on the team short of Eld. And with that life experience came an inherent disinterest for most worldly matters; Qeth regarded battling for bragging rights as a triviality he cared very little about. He assisted his Trainer out of gratitude for reawakening him, but the dragon was mostly a spiritual being who found no interest in fighting for sport. Glory and pride were things he considered too fleeting to pursue, and Levin wouldn't force the solemn dragon to compete. In reality, the only thing Qeth ever openly showed an interest in, and a considerable one at that, was rare minerals... The Flygon was visibly fascinated by all manner of rare ore, and was the only thing he actively pursued. Levin briefly wondered if the dragon would find anything of value down here, in the depths of the Earth Qeth was so perfectly attuned with, but as of right now, this called for a different teammate.

    Mt. Fumi is a sacred place for Fire-Types. If this Arcanine wants to do battle, I shouldn't insult his pride by seeking an easy type advantage. Besides, what would that accomplish? I came here to establish my worth. The right thing to do for everyone involved... is to fight Fire with Fire.

    He recalled Qeth and chose a third Pokeball from his belt; doing so meant he'd reveal one half of his team already to this so-called "King of Fire-Types", assuming he was watching from anywhere. But on the flip-side, it also meant he had three surprises left. The Pokeball snapped open in mid-air, and from it emerged one of Levin's long-time allies and one of his closest friends. When it fully materialized, It seemed as if the black arena had become a mirror - on each side of the battlefield, an Arcanine stood ready to battle.

    - Basker, this is your opponent. It's one of the strongest Pokemon you'll ever find in the wild, so battle it with the respect it deserves.

    Levin's own Arcanine barked in reassurance. The foe ahead might be strong, but he had Levin to rely on, and it was under his ownership that he'd grown since birth; Levin had taught him things no wild Arcanine could ever dream of knowing.

    I know what you're thinking. Together we can do this; you know techniques your opponent couldn't possibly have developed inside this volcano. Let's use that to our advantage and show them all that we belong in Mt. Fumi!

    He rummaged through his Bag and tossed 1x Sweet Heart at the challenger.

    - You're tired and hurt. Beating you like that would be dishonorable; eat that and you can fight on par with my Pokemon.

    Basker grinned; how typical of Levin. Proud and ever-so-slightly arrogant, but his Trainer always knew what he was doing. And he was right - fighting a wounded opponent was neither fair nor challenging. His grinned turned to a growl and then a threatening roar, signaling Basker was ready to start by his attempt to Intimidate his enemy.

    - Basker, create a Double Team to keep it guessing and then Snarl at it! If it draws in close to the "real" you, make it pay with a Thunder Fang!


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    Missingno. Master: You approach the two obvious leaders of the village with Ieni trailing behind you, as the various villagers hovering around the two slowly drift away to give you all some semblance of privacy. Now that you’re closer, you notice that the chief bears burn scars across his arms and chest and that he almost seems to have threaded fire into his hair. He’s not exactly an imposing guy, but he still radiates confident leadership. The priestess also looks to have found a way to thread fire into her hair, but her burn scars trail up from her hands to reach her elbows instead. She’s also rather elegant and the sheer cloth makes her look like she’s a living flame.

    The chief and priestess return your greetings with welcoming smiles and introduce themselves as Kupa’alani and Keahilani, respectively. However, they exchange puzzled looks when Meowth asks why you and yours had been brought here. Kupa’alani unsurely tells you that you were brought to the village because it would’ve been uncomfortable to spend the night on the steps of Pele’s temple and his village would not be known as bad hosts. Especially for the goddess’ chosen warrior.

    As Meowth translates this, they watch your reaction and exchange another look when it becomes obvious that you were looking for a different answer. Keahilani speaks up this time, hesitantly relaying that you had appeared in a flash of green and fire-colored light. Since you had arrived at sunset, she and the other priestesses had assumed you had been sent to do Pele’s bidding on the world, while the goddess prepared for the solstice celebrations.

    At that, one of the eavesdropping Fletchling pipes up, loudly stating that they’d heard that the goddess was upset with the people and she’d sent someone to figure out just how angry she should be. A Growlithe pops its head up and scowls up at the fire bird, telling it not to spread ridiculous rumors; why exactly would the goddess be angry with this village anyway? It’s not like they’ve done anything wrong. One of the nearby Litleo hesitantly points out that this is the first major celebration they’ve done in Pele’s name in a while, so she would actually have reason to be angry, and then that entire conversation devolves into a squabbling melee.

    Kupa’alani and Keahilani both look faintly embarrassed as the young Pokémon begin shooting Embers and Pecking each other. The former apologizes for the young Pokémon’s behavior and snatches the two terrestrial fighters by the scruffs of their necks, shaking them a bit when they try to go for each other again, while the latter catches the Fletchling as it tries to take off. Kupa’alani tells you not to mind the children and hopes you will enjoy the village’s hospitality for however long you’ll need it, before excusing himself and walking away with the Growlithe and the Litleo dangling chastised from his hands. Keahilani considers the now-silent Flying-type in her hands and then excuses herself as well, with the reassurance that she and Kupa’alani would return before the celebration’s beginning.

    Once all of them are gone, Ieni coughs awkwardly and shrugs. What he says next basically translates to “So…now what?”

    What will you do now?

    (Declared: Tentacruel, Meowth)




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    sweetbbydoll: Returning your Milotic with a few encouraging words, you decide to follow the bats with the hope that their path will lead you far away from whatever’s approaching. With some reassurance for your Smoochum, you call out another of your Pokémon to help you reach the tunnel that is still only barely visible in the light of your Flash and your Kangaskhan blinks as she materializes beside you. You quickly explain the situation as you tuck your Smoochum into your Kangaskhan’s pouch and swing yourself onto her back when she declares herself able.

    There’s a moment’s pause while your Kangaskhan eyes the Rocky wall in front of her and then she starts Climbing it with little difficulty. Granted you all aren’t moving very fast, but your Pokémon’s confidence and steadiness makes up for it. Of course, with Smoochum in Kangaskhan’s forward-facing pouch, the light from her Flash ends up throwing weird shadows around your little area of the cave and attracting anything nearby as the light inches its way up the wall. Any attempts to look back to figure out what’s coming would be thwarted by the oddly shifting shapes of your Kangaskhan’s moving limbs. Her climbing also doesn’t completely block out the clicking sounds that continue to get louder as you all slowly move up the rock wall.

    Still, it doesn’t take long before all of you are back on level ground. Your Kangaskhan has to lean over to fit and there’s no way you’re going to see past her, but your team is safely at the mouth of the tunnel. A little bit of squeezing and fancy footwork gets you in front of your marsupial Pokémon and Smoochum’s light only shows more rocky tunnel stretching ahead of you, reminiscent of the tunnel that first brought you to the large cave. The sounds aren’t so loud anymore, muffled by your Kangaskhan’s bulk, but they’re still clearly audible and multiplying.

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Milotic, Smoochum, Kangaskhan)




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    MarbleZone: An almost-tangible wave of approval sweeps the crater when you send out your own Arcanine to face down the winner of the previous two rounds. From the corners of your eyes, you can see some of the spectators perking up with curiosity, their respect for you obviously rising with this decision to fight Fire with Fire, the way it should be. Your opponent warily eyes you and your Arcanine for a moment, searching for something in your words or stance, but it chomps down the Sweet Heart with no complaint, shaking itself out and limbering up for the upcoming match.

    Your Arcanine rumbles out a growl that quickly escalates into a roar in an attempt to Intimidate his opponent and the wild Arcanine growls back, unconsciously hunkering down in an attempt to make himself look smaller. Satisfied, your Arcanine speeds up and manages to more than Double the Team now staring down his opponent. All five of your Arcanine Snarl at the wild one, but it manages to avoid the worst of the attack with a Wave of Heated air. The two attacks collide, destabilizing each other and both lose coherence not far from the impact point.

    The wild Arcanine takes a moment to Sleuth out which image is its real opponent, as only one will have an actual Odor, and makes an aborted leap for your Arcanine. Basker and his copies keep a careful eye on the wild Arcanine as it decides to circle around its side of the arena, instead. After a moment of simply staring each other down, the wild Arcanine roars out a Burst of Flames at the real Basker, who doesn’t quite manage to dodge. One of the copies dissipates in a haze of heated air and Basker coughs a little at the Critically hot fire, before shaking off the remaining embers and waiting for his next orders.

    That’s one major problem with fighting a wild Pokémon of this caliber: while it can hear any attacks you call out, you and yours won’t necessarily know what it has planned until it’s in progress. And despite fighting two other opponents prior to Basker, the wild Arcanine is still ready for more.

    What is your next move?

    (Declared: Salamence, Flygon, Arcanine)




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    Missingno. Master: You approach the two obvious leaders of the village with Ieni trailing behind you, as the various villagers hovering around the two slowly drift away to give you all some semblance of privacy. Now that you’re closer, you notice that the chief bears burn scars across his arms and chest and that he almost seems to have threaded fire into his hair. He’s not exactly an imposing guy, but he still radiates confident leadership. The priestess also looks to have found a way to thread fire into her hair, but her burn scars trail up from her hands to reach her elbows instead. She’s also rather elegant and the sheer cloth makes her look like she’s a living flame.

    The chief and priestess return your greetings with welcoming smiles and introduce themselves as Kupa’alani and Keahilani, respectively. However, they exchange puzzled looks when Meowth asks why you and yours had been brought here. Kupa’alani unsurely tells you that you were brought to the village because it would’ve been uncomfortable to spend the night on the steps of Pele’s temple and his village would not be known as bad hosts. Especially for the goddess’ chosen warrior.

    As Meowth translates this, they watch your reaction and exchange another look when it becomes obvious that you were looking for a different answer. Keahilani speaks up this time, hesitantly relaying that you had appeared in a flash of green and fire-colored light. Since you had arrived at sunset, she and the other priestesses had assumed you had been sent to do Pele’s bidding on the world, while the goddess prepared for the solstice celebrations.

    At that, one of the eavesdropping Fletchling pipes up, loudly stating that they’d heard that the goddess was upset with the people and she’d sent someone to figure out just how angry she should be. A Growlithe pops its head up and scowls up at the fire bird, telling it not to spread ridiculous rumors; why exactly would the goddess be angry with this village anyway? It’s not like they’ve done anything wrong. One of the nearby Litleo hesitantly points out that this is the first major celebration they’ve done in Pele’s name in a while, so she would actually have reason to be angry, and then that entire conversation devolves into a squabbling melee.

    Kupa’alani and Keahilani both look faintly embarrassed as the young Pokémon begin shooting Embers and Pecking each other. The former apologizes for the young Pokémon’s behavior and snatches the two terrestrial fighters by the scruffs of their necks, shaking them a bit when they try to go for each other again, while the latter catches the Fletchling as it tries to take off. Kupa’alani tells you not to mind the children and hopes you will enjoy the village’s hospitality for however long you’ll need it, before excusing himself and walking away with the Growlithe and the Litleo dangling chastised from his hands. Keahilani considers the now-silent Flying-type in her hands and then excuses herself as well, with the reassurance that she and Kupa’alani would return before the celebration’s beginning.

    Once all of them are gone, Ieni coughs awkwardly and shrugs. What he says next basically translates to “So…now what?”

    What will you do now?

    (Declared: Tentacruel, Meowth)
    As Keith was led close, he noticed more details about the chief and the priestess- both of them bore burn scars, and they both seemed to have fire threaded into their hair. Between the burn scars and the fiery hair, the chief, despite his less-than-imposing stature, still came off as a confident leader as far as Keith was concerned. It came as small wonder to him that such a man was the chief. The priestess, on the other hand, seemed to have more of an elegant appearance. The cloth she wore seemed to make her look like a living flame. Confused though Keith was by... pretty much everything that's gone on up to this point... he couldn't help but notice and admire these details about the chief and priestess.

    Meowth's translation skills once again came to Keith's rescue- his intentions to greet them in a friendly fashion came across, and they returned said greeting with welcoming smiles. The chief and priestess introduced themselves as, Meowth relayed to Keith, Kupa'alani and Keahilani, respectively. However, their looks turned to ones of puzzlement as Meowth continued to speak, no doubt asking them why they'd been brought here. As the chief replied, Meowth proceeded to translate for Keith.

    "Kupa'alani says dat we was brought here because it would'a been pretty uncomfortable fer us ta spend da night on da steps o' da temple, and his village ain't about ta be known as bad hosts. Especially fer... fer da goddess's chosen warrior," he added, looking surprised at that last bit.

    Keith blinked. "The... the goddess's chosen warrior?" Keith repeated.

    "Dat's wat he said," Meowth confirmed. "Ya got any clue wat dat's about?"

    "None whatsoever," Keith replied, still trying to process this piece of news. "I mean, I think I'd remember if some goddess up and chose me as her warrior, y'know?"

    Despite the language barrier, Keith's confusion about this matter must have gotten through to the villagers loud and clear. Keahilani spoke up at that point, and Keith turned to Meowth once she'd finished speaking, so as to listen to the Scratch Cat's translation.

    "Alright, she said dat we appeared in a flash o' green and fire-colored light," said Meowth. "Apparently it was sunset when we showed up, so dey figured youse was sent ta do Pele's bidding while she prepared fer da solstice celebrations."

    "Huh," Keith murmured. "Well... that doesn't explain much... I mean, I got no clue if Pele really did bring me here to do her bidding. I'd think if that was the case, I'd have been filled in on that little detail, y'know?"

    Before Meowth could respond, one of the Fletchling began to say something, followed by a Growlithe angrily responding to it, while a Litleo spoke up hesitantly. The three Pokémon continued their discussion as it degenerated into a big argument.

    "What the-" Keith began.

    "Fletchling says it heard a rumor dat Pele ain't too pleased wit dis village, and dat she sent someone ta work out just how angry she oughta be," said Meowth.

    "Well, that doesn't make too much sense," Keith commented. "This village seems to love Pele. And they're good hosts, too, for sure."

    "Yeah, dat's wat da Growlithe said," nodded Meowth. "It don't tink da village has done nuttin' wrong, so dere wouldn't be no reason fer Pele ta be angry wit dem."

    "And the Litleo?" Keith asked.

    "Accordi' ta dat one, dis is da first major celebration dey've done fer Pele for some time. Apparently, dat'd do it," shrugged Meowth.

    As Keith and Meowth spoke, Kupa'alani grabbed ahold of the Growlithe and Litleo, stopping them from launching attacks at each other, while Keahilani took ahold of Fletchling, before the former spoke up.

    "He says ta not mind da children," Meowth translated, "and dat he hopes we'll enjoy da village's hospitality fer however long we'll need it." Keith smiled at the chief before he excused himself. Keahilani excused herself as well, while, according to Meowth, reassuring them that she and the chief would return before the celebration would begin.

    Once they had both left, Ieni gave an awkward cough and shrug before speaking up questioningly. "He said, 'so... now what?'," Meowth translated.

    Keith was at a bit of a loss here. Now what? He had kinda hoped they'd be the ones to answer that! After a few moments, though, he said to Meowth, "Well, I think we should tell him that I have no idea what Pele's brought us here for, but until I can find out, perhaps there's some way we could pass the time before the celebration begins? Something fun to do?"

    "Yeah, good tinkin'," Meowth nodded. "Maybe sometin' ta take our minds offa da food until dey're ready ta serve it." With that, he turned to Ieni and began to translate what Keith had asked him to say for him.


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    sweetbbydoll: Returning your Milotic with a few encouraging words, you decide to follow the bats with the hope that their path will lead you far away from whatever’s approaching. With some reassurance for your Smoochum, you call out another of your Pokémon to help you reach the tunnel that is still only barely visible in the light of your Flash and your Kangaskhan blinks as she materializes beside you. You quickly explain the situation as you tuck your Smoochum into your Kangaskhan’s pouch and swing yourself onto her back when she declares herself able.

    There’s a moment’s pause while your Kangaskhan eyes the Rocky wall in front of her and then she starts Climbing it with little difficulty. Granted you all aren’t moving very fast, but your Pokémon’s confidence and steadiness makes up for it. Of course, with Smoochum in Kangaskhan’s forward-facing pouch, the light from her Flash ends up throwing weird shadows around your little area of the cave and attracting anything nearby as the light inches its way up the wall. Any attempts to look back to figure out what’s coming would be thwarted by the oddly shifting shapes of your Kangaskhan’s moving limbs. Her climbing also doesn’t completely block out the clicking sounds that continue to get louder as you all slowly move up the rock wall.

    Still, it doesn’t take long before all of you are back on level ground. Your Kangaskhan has to lean over to fit and there’s no way you’re going to see past her, but your team is safely at the mouth of the tunnel. A little bit of squeezing and fancy footwork gets you in front of your marsupial Pokémon and Smoochum’s light only shows more rocky tunnel stretching ahead of you, reminiscent of the tunnel that first brought you to the large cave. The sounds aren’t so loud anymore, muffled by your Kangaskhan’s bulk, but they’re still clearly audible and multiplying.

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Milotic, Smoochum, Kangaskhan)
    Situated on the back of one of Liza’s most trusted Pokemon, the climb up was a general breeze due to her Parental Pokemon’s incredible strength. All those times, Kanga’s played-wrestled with the baby Pokemon, while multi tasking to do other things, sometimes it was a rare sight to even see the poor babysitter be anything other then on her feet- that must’ve made the dear Pokemon so physically strong. Liza thought.

    The lass never took anything the Kangaskhan did for her for granted. It was probably due to the fact the Pokemon reminder her so much of her own care giver when she was little that she loved the Kangaskhan so much. Caring, strong and very independent. Because of her, Liza’s Pokemon back home were never a worry in the trainer’s mind when she was away on an adventure.

    The whole ride up, the lass tried to see what it was that seemed to be chasing them, but because Smoochum was riding in front, the light couldn’t cast what was below them and still, Liza got a creepy feeling maybe it was better she couldn’t see what was down there- like the old saying went, ‘Out of sight, out of mind...’ If she thought about it, what could she do from this height and this position if they were suddenly attacked? They would be seating Psyducks, but she tried not to think that way.

    Arriving at the top of another tunnel, with the noises of ‘whatever it was’ getting louder and drawing closer, the trainer noticed how cramped her Kangaroo looked at the entrance of the small cave and how difficult it would be for her to get through...

    “Kanga...” the Kangaskhan said, pouting. It was a rare occasion when she was let out to go on any trip and she really didn’t want to go back inside her Pokeball so soon.

    “It’s okay girl,” Liza rubbed the head of her motherly Pokemon affectionately, “I promise it won’t be too long, before I can let you out again.” Not knowing for sure, what kind of different area’s she was going to end up discovering, “I just don’t want you to get hurt- with what, not being able to move properly and all.”

    “Kanga...” the normal type nodded, understanding her role for now had been fulfilled.

    Reaching inside the Kangaroo's pouch Liza picked up her Smoochum, before retrieving a Pokeball from her pack and returning her inside.

    “Smooch...”

    “I know, there’s strength in numbers but she would have had a hard time following and the last thing I want is seeing her get stuck and getting pulled back by whatever’s after us.”

    Turning around to face the darkness of the tunnel, with just the light of her Smoochum, in her arms, providing them with a way to see, Liza took a deep breath before beginning to jog down the cave, hoping that by listening closely for a subtle whistle of wind that she would be able to get some where inside the tunnel that would hopefully show her a way out.

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    MarbleZone: An almost-tangible wave of approval sweeps the crater when you send out your own Arcanine to face down the winner of the previous two rounds. From the corners of your eyes, you can see some of the spectators perking up with curiosity, their respect for you obviously rising with this decision to fight Fire with Fire, the way it should be. Your opponent warily eyes you and your Arcanine for a moment, searching for something in your words or stance, but it chomps down the Sweet Heart with no complaint, shaking itself out and limbering up for the upcoming match.

    Your Arcanine rumbles out a growl that quickly escalates into a roar in an attempt to Intimidate his opponent and the wild Arcanine growls back, unconsciously hunkering down in an attempt to make himself look smaller. Satisfied, your Arcanine speeds up and manages to more than Double the Team now staring down his opponent. All five of your Arcanine Snarl at the wild one, but it manages to avoid the worst of the attack with a Wave of Heated air. The two attacks collide, destabilizing each other and both lose coherence not far from the impact point.

    The wild Arcanine takes a moment to Sleuth out which image is its real opponent, as only one will have an actual Odor, and makes an aborted leap for your Arcanine. Basker and his copies keep a careful eye on the wild Arcanine as it decides to circle around its side of the arena, instead. After a moment of simply staring each other down, the wild Arcanine roars out a Burst of Flames at the real Basker, who doesn’t quite manage to dodge. One of the copies dissipates in a haze of heated air and Basker coughs a little at the Critically hot fire, before shaking off the remaining embers and waiting for his next orders.

    That’s one major problem with fighting a wild Pokémon of this caliber: while it can hear any attacks you call out, you and yours won’t necessarily know what it has planned until it’s in progress. And despite fighting two other opponents prior to Basker, the wild Arcanine is still ready for more.

    What is your next move?

    (Declared: Salamence, Flygon, Arcanine)
    Things could hardly have gone off to a worse start: the foe had no trouble neither cancelling Basker's sound-based move nor detecting the real Arcanine out of the multiple copies. To make matters worse, its Flame Burst had been a critically powerful one... how could he surpass odds like those?

    It can... it can hear me. It knows what we're going to do because I'm telling it loud and clear!

    That was hardly ever an issue when fighting wild Pokemon, because they lacked the experience to actually do anything with that privileged information. But in this case, the opponent had access to a number of techniques and an unusually high strategic thought process for a Pokemon who never met a human before... either Levin was missing something, or this Arcanine's Level was absurdly high. Which made things all the more interesting.

    I should be nervous. For all intents and purposes, I walked right into the dragon's den... so why aren't I?

    The answer came instantly. Because in front of him was Basker. Because the bond he had with Basker was stronger than anything a wild Pokemon could throw at them, no matter how powerful it was. Because there was a way to beat this enemy, and unkowingly, they'd been preparing for this moment for a very long time.

    And our particularly-bright foe won't get to hear a word of it.

    - Basker! Remember Vesper?

    The mere mention of the man's name caused the Arcanine to bark loudly in anger. Oh, he remembered. And that Drapion as well - the one who poisoned him in his sleep and rendered him unable to protect Levin...

    - We found a way to beat him, right? We have an ace up our sleeve for that next encounter... but I think it's time to test it out first!

    Suddenly, it all made sense to Basker. The Arcanine looked back and nodded - Levin was right. If they wanted to beat Vesper's Drapion with that tactic, they had to know if it was viable... and it could work wonders against this enemy as well!

    - It's keeping its distance, and we can't tell for sure how its body handles your firepower; it can even make it stronger, for all we know. If it insists on staying away from you, channel that rage you're feeling into a blast of energy to show it we can fight from a distance as well! Keep a close eye on it... and the second you sense movement, try the strategy we've perfected to use on Vesper!

    A ranged Dragon Rage as precaution, and then the trick our foe won't see coming: Teleporting directly behind it as soon as it makes a move, then running it over with a close-range Bulldoze! We designed this to topple Vesper's Drapion, but there's no reason it shouldn't work here... and these are techniques no wild Arcanine could possibly know! Let's see if it has an answer to our best combo.

    It probably wouldn't seal the deal, even with Bulldoze's effectiveness against Fire Pokemon. But it could potentially achieve something almost as good - bring Basker into melee range, where he excelled. No matter how strong their foe was, Levin and Basker's bond would see them to victory! Of that, the Saffron-native was absolutely sure... almost.


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    Dark Searchman/Gemini Spark: After some mishaps with the language barrier and a little bit of bribery, you’ve managed to figure out the situation and come up with a possible solution. One little Cleffa somehow managed to get themselves stuck on a cliff face and you offered your Druddigon as their savior. After all, he knew Rock Climb and that would make it a lot easier to get the baby Pokémon back to their mother. The five of you watch Sarkhan grumpily begin Climbing down the Rocky face, while Solaris sits off to the side, uninterested. Your Dragon-type reaches the area below the overhang and sticks a clawed hand out, rumbling a bit impatiently to, what you assume is, the baby Cleffa. There’s just one problem here: no one remembered to tell the terrified, baby moon Fairy that a big, scary-looking Dragon was going to be bringing them back up.

    There’s a bright pink burst of light and Sarkhan roars in pain, snatching his arm back and momentarily losing his grip on the cliff face. Mama Clefable and her three baby Cleffa immediately begin chattering and calling down to their family member, the Clefable’s tone clearly scolding and scared. You barely manage to hear a contrite and fear-filled squeaking from where you are, but your dragon only glares at the source before cautiously climbing back up to where he was. You see him eye the Cleffa warily and then stick out his hand again, and this time, he pulls back with a tear-streaked Cleffa clinging to his hand.

    He climbs back up to you a bit slower than he went down, but the family is soon reunited with much happy chattering and relieved scolding. Only a few moments later, Mama Clefable says something to her babies and they head over to your Druddigon. The three that hadn’t gotten stuck on a cliff face skip over to Sarkhan, presenting him with three very pretty (Red, Gold, and Silver) Shards before cheerfully thanking him. The one he rescued clearly offers an apology once again and quickly hugs your dragon around the belly. All four of them then clamber all over you, chattering happily and giving you little smooches in thanks. That done, they’re back on the ground before you know it and waving goodbye as they head back into the brush. Two blinks later, the little family is gone, Sarkhan is examining at the Shards at his feet in bemused curiosity, and Solaris is watching you with an unimpressed and expectant look.

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Druddigon, Seviper)
    {Whew, finally got around to replying to this! Hopefully I'll be better at keeping up with your great updating pace in the future, Myahoo!}

    Despite Solaris's indifference and Sarkhan's initial objections, as well as the scrape that Hyrem suffered from being blasted in the face with a weird pink attack, Hyrem was determined to see a Cleffa rescued from a cliff hang, and Sarkhan was eventually coaxed into helping as long as he got a good pile of pork chops after the adventure was over. With that in mind, Sarkhan still dreaded the Climb down but gathered energy and focused them into his claws before digging them into the Rock and slowly making his way down to where the little Cleffa was. Stretching out his hand, he grunts to the baby, not at all hiding the fact that he wanted to get this little encounter of his over and done with, especially before anyone else saw him do something so...demeaning like this.

    As if the embarrassment of this task wasn't enough, the fact that Sarkhan was a huge Druddigon in comparison to the tiny Cleffa turns out to be a massive problem as the Cleffa, already scared out of its wits at its predicament, understandably loses any control it had over its body as soon as this monster came down to reach at it--a large reptile that size could only have wanted the Cleffa as a snack, there's no other reason it could possibly have wanted to grab it--and what happens next completely catches Sarkhan off guard as the Cleffa gathers a large amount of pink energy and barely has the mind to concentrate it into a ball before letting it loose. Once the ball of energy connected, Sarkhan let loose a loud roar after the huge surge of pain he got which caused his grip on the cliff to falter for a moment. Fortunately, he was able to find purchase with his claws on the wall just below where he was. It was a big scare for all involved that caused Hyrem to skip a beat for a moment, while the Clefable and Cleffa were busy trying to calm down their terrified family member.

    Sarkhan looked up at the cliff face, wondering if he should back out of his deal now, especially considering this pixie had a strange power that hurt Sarkhan like nothing else he had even dealt with. ...Nope, too late to do that now, so he took a moment to calm himself down--the last thing he needed was his Rough Skin making things any worse than they already were--then he slowly climbed back up and tentatively put his hand out. This time, Cleffa takes the hand and allows the dragon to carry it up to where its family was, where they could hug and do all sorts of cute things. Clefable then signaled her three other Cleffa to approach Sarkhan and hand him three different shards: a Red Shard, a Gold Shard, and a Silver Shard. The fourth Cleffa thanked Sarkhan in another way; it jumps up to the Druddigon's belly and latches on for a short amount of time, though it was long enough to make him blush out of embarrassment, hoping beyond hope that no one else was watching this adorable scene. Then all four Cleffa hop all over Hyrem and give him a lot of hugs and kisses, which he didn't mind nearly as much, before they all hop off, join their mother, and all say their goodbyes before disappearing into the brush.

    "Bye everyone! Hope to see you again sometime!" Hyrem waved at the Cleffa and Clefable as they left, then he looked toward Sarkhan, who was picking up the three shards left at his feet then handing them to his trainer. "Thanks, Sarkhan! You did a really good job, so take a rest for now!" And with that, Sarkhan nodded before going inside his Dragon Ball before Hyrem turned to Solaris, who was probably wondering when they would move on. "Well, we're done here, Solaris," he said to the Larvesta. "Now I can get back to helping you deal with those vandals! Lead on!"


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    Missingno. Master: Ieni nods and looks thoughtfully around the clearing. He absently says something about how the goddess rarely states her intentions clearly, but she always has a reason for choosing who she does. Then, he gestures around the clearing and says that you two are welcome to speak to anyone here, if they catch your interest. Anyone would want to talk to Pele’s chosen, given the chance, even the Pokémon, but you’re under no obligation. He grins slyly at you, as he points out that, as the guest of honor, you’ll have to make a gratitude speech anyway, so even if they don’t hear you speak now, they will by sunset.

    If you’d rather get up and do something, though, there’s a race to the base of the volcano and back that will be starting soon. He points to the Ponyta and Rapidash that are arrayed in a straggly kind of line past the long buffet-type table; said equine Pokémon don’t seem to have any sort of saddle or anything, but that looks to be no difficulty for the teens swinging themselves up onto the Pokémon’s backs. There’s no real prize for winning, but sometimes you can pick up something interesting when you grab proof that you actually did reach the volcano. He says his older brother picked up a Stone filled with Fire once and his neighbor found an Orb filled with Flames.

    Then again, maybe you’d like to see where the young ones are? Normally, he wouldn’t offer to show you, but he’s not exactly sure what you’re interested in doing and young ones always seem to make people happy. And the little ones are funny when they can’t walk right yet and cough soot in each other’s faces.

    Ieni hesitantly sidles closer and drops his voice as he mentions a proving contest down near the ocean. It’s not exactly all that approved among the adults and such, but they can’t really say anything without being huge hypocrites. And, while it’s a huge honor to help you out, his brother and a cousin are down by the ocean right now, would it be alright if he went down to check on them? You’re welcome to come with and then they’d do whatever you wanted, but…please? It wouldn’t take more than a few moments.

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Tentacruel, Meowth)




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    sweetbbydoll: You begin jogging down the tunnel, Smoochum in your arms to light the way, and the clicking sounds finally begin fading away. Soon, the only things you can hear are your footsteps on the ground and you and Smoochum’s breaths. This tunnel is just as monotonous as the earlier tunnel and there’s almost no indication that the bat Pokémon had even passed by here. It’s just a lot of rock, rock, and more rock, at this point.

    You follow the tunnel for a long while, long enough that it feels like hours have passed, before the slightest sound catches your attention. For a moment, you freeze, straining to hear whatever it was that had made the sound and it comes again, a sort of high whistle like wind over a canyon. You slowly head towards the sound and you begin to hear the faintest echoes of…chittering? It gets louder the closer you get, but it definitely sounds like chittering and it sounds distressed.

    Peeking around a corner, you see another cave with a small circle of light in the ceiling. In the center of the cave, a large pool of water takes up most of the floor-space and, from the darting shadows you manage to spot through the reflecting surface, it’s happily occupied by Pokémon. The familiar shades of purple bat Pokémon are circling the cavern in an agitated manner, occasionally jinking away from the walls of the cave in a flurry of sounds and screeching.

    Along the walls with hungry eyes following the circling bats, several large spider Pokémon attempt to snatch some snacks out of the air. You count two Ariados and another Galvantula on the nearby walls, but there’s no telling how many there could be hanging on the other side of the cavern and on the ceiling. You wonder for a moment why the bats don’t just fly out of the circle of light, but the nearly-invisible Web stretching across it momentarily lights up with Electricity; from the way the web isn’t entirely neat and tidy, it’s obvious that one or more of the bats have already been caught.

    The room is loud with the chittering from the bat Pokémon and the clicking noise, echoing over each other in between attempts at attacks. One of the Ariados hisses as a Gust of air slams home, but four Woobats go down screeching to another Electrified Web near the Galvantula. You haven’t managed to spot your Noibat, so you don’t even know if this is its colony, but can you really just leave them trapped here?

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Milotic, Smoochum, Kangaskhan)




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    MarbleZone: The wild Arcanine watches the two of you warily as you find a way to give Basker orders without calling them out. It’s obvious that things are getting serious, now that you have a better idea of what you’re up against; the last round was a tester, nothing more, nothing less and the wild Arcanine recognizes that, too.

    It tenses in preparation for whatever attack Basker is about to send, but there’s a moment of shock as the ball of Draconic Rage flies across the arena before it drops to the left and rolls. The impact of the attack sends a shockwave to buffet the spectators and the noise from the watching Pokémon begins to rise. They begin rumbling and chattering to each other as Basker Teleports behind his opponent and Bulldozes him back into the ground.

    Your Pokémon takes a moment to regain his breath as he watches his opponent with careful eyes. That series of attacks took quite a bit out of him, but Basker’s still steady on his feet. The wild Arcanine, however, has to strain to get back up, its previous two battles obviously taking their toll now. That said, it doesn’t seem to be all that interested in continuing on. It rumbles something to Basker and dips its head in surrender, leaving the arena to land on a ledge with a thump and curling up to continue watching the battles.

    You and Basker don’t have to wait long before the next challenger steps up, a Charizard who doesn't seem to like the two of you at all. In fact, it throws down its gauntlet before it even lands inside the arena, blowing out a Wave of Heat directly onto Basker who weathers the attack with remarkable aplomb. That doesn’t stop him from yelping as his new opponent Blitzes down on him in a Flare of flames and tries to drive him into the floor. The Charizard only manages to Claw Basker with Draconic energy once, though, before your Arcanine manages to throw the flying lizard.

    Basker scrambles to his feet and circles closer to your end of the arena, narrowed eyes on this new, rude opponent. Now that he’s a bit closer, you notice that he didn’t get away from that volley of attacks unscathed. A BURN sits angrily on his shoulder as he plants himself and glares. The Charizard acts un-Intimidated, but its narrowed eyes and smoking mouth indicate otherwise.

    What will you do now?

    (Declared: Salamence, Flygon, Arcanine)




    ~!~



    Dark Searchman: Solaris leads the way further along the winding path with a bit of a haughty countenance. He was visibly unhappy with the detour, but since you were the first trainer he’d found who was strong enough to possibly get rid of the vandals…Still, he’s clearly ready to get the next vandal dealt with and wastes no time leading you to the site in as direct a manner as possible.

    …the trek is decidedly not comfortable, especially once he begins leading you through the brush. You end up having to duck under low branches and skirt around thorny brambles to keep up with him, but it’s clear that you’re closing in on the vandal’s current ‘canvas’ when you begin to spot melted, charred, and fused rocks. There are patches of scorched brush, as well, and it’s obvious this guy doesn’t really care what else catches on fire while he’s busy making ‘art.’

    “Both of you! Focus your Flamethrowers on this side. We need to shave off this bit to make it better.”

    The stream of flames is visible from where Solaris stops and gestures around the corner, reinforcing the knowledge that the vandal is nearby. You carefully sneak a glance to see what kind of Pokémon this guy has, but the flames themselves are distorting the air around them. You manage to catch a glimpse of dark and ivory and…some sort of trench coat or something? You quickly pull your head back behind the rocks and take stock of the situation.

    Two dark smudges on the left and two sources of fire on the right. The vandal is likely the one on the far left. His current ‘art project’ is on the right and farther away from the trio, sitting precariously right on the edge of a cliff. You’re not entirely sure it’s intentional or what’s at the bottom of the cliff, but those are some things to keep in mind while you figure out your strategy.

    What will you do now?

    (Declared: Seviper, Druddigon)

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    Missingno. Master: Ieni nods and looks thoughtfully around the clearing. He absently says something about how the goddess rarely states her intentions clearly, but she always has a reason for choosing who she does. Then, he gestures around the clearing and says that you two are welcome to speak to anyone here, if they catch your interest. Anyone would want to talk to Pele’s chosen, given the chance, even the Pokémon, but you’re under no obligation. He grins slyly at you, as he points out that, as the guest of honor, you’ll have to make a gratitude speech anyway, so even if they don’t hear you speak now, they will by sunset.

    If you’d rather get up and do something, though, there’s a race to the base of the volcano and back that will be starting soon. He points to the Ponyta and Rapidash that are arrayed in a straggly kind of line past the long buffet-type table; said equine Pokémon don’t seem to have any sort of saddle or anything, but that looks to be no difficulty for the teens swinging themselves up onto the Pokémon’s backs. There’s no real prize for winning, but sometimes you can pick up something interesting when you grab proof that you actually did reach the volcano. He says his older brother picked up a Stone filled with Fire once and his neighbor found an Orb filled with Flames.

    Then again, maybe you’d like to see where the young ones are? Normally, he wouldn’t offer to show you, but he’s not exactly sure what you’re interested in doing and young ones always seem to make people happy. And the little ones are funny when they can’t walk right yet and cough soot in each other’s faces.

    Ieni hesitantly sidles closer and drops his voice as he mentions a proving contest down near the ocean. It’s not exactly all that approved among the adults and such, but they can’t really say anything without being huge hypocrites. And, while it’s a huge honor to help you out, his brother and a cousin are down by the ocean right now, would it be alright if he went down to check on them? You’re welcome to come with and then they’d do whatever you wanted, but…please? It wouldn’t take more than a few moments.

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Tentacruel, Meowth)
    Ieni nodded at Keith's words (as translated by Meowth), before speaking up, which prompted Meowth to start translating.

    "He's sayin' dat Pele hardly ever makes her intentions clear," the Normal-type translated, "but dere's always a reason fer who she chooses."

    "Well, I guess I'll find out eventually, then," Keith replied. He was still burning with curiosity, but it was clear that the answers he sought wouldn't be given to him at this moment.

    As Ieni continued to talk, Meowth continued to translate. "He says we's welcome ta speak ta anyone here if we wants. Any o' dem, includin' da Pokémon, would be interested in talkin' ta anyone chosen by Pele, but we's unda no obligation." He paused as Ieni grinned slyly and spoke again. "Now he's sayin' dat as da guest o' honor, yer gonna hafta make a gratitude speech in any case. If dey don't hear youse speak now, dey're gonna by sunset."

    "Oh, great," Keith sighed. "Well, I may suck at making speeches, but at least I'll have you to translate for them. You think you'd be up for that?" he asked Meowth.

    "Ehh, not a problem" grinned Meowth. Then he paused to continue to listen to Ieni, and added, "Ieni says dat if we wants ta get up and do sometin', dere's gonna be be a race ta da volcano's base and back startin' up soon." As Meowth translated this, Keith looked where Ieni was pointing- a bunch of Ponyta and Rapidash all lined up, with some teens climbing onto their back. "Apparently dere ain't no real prize fer winnin', but sometimes youse can find interestin' stuff when ya gotta grab some kind o' proof dat ya reached da volcano. Apparently his older brother found... how'd he put it... a Stone filled wit Fire. Might be a Fire Stone," he speculated. "Dat'd be cool if we could find some evolution stones."

    "Yeah, it would," Keith nodded. "Not to mention, the race itself sounds like it could be fun..."

    Ieni continued talking, now having moved in closer and lowered his voice somewhat. "Apparently dere's some kinda provin' contest down by da ocean," Meowth translated. "The adults don't approve of it all dat much, but apparently dey ain't in no position ta say all dat much about it." He paused as Ieni continued talking, now sounding as though he was asking something of Keith. "He's askin' if he could go down ta check on his brother and one o' his cousins, dey're down at da ocean," Meowth continued. "He ain't got no problem wit helpin' us out, but he says we can come with, and dat it'd only take a few moments."

    "Well, let's go with him," Keith responded. "He's been a big help to us, the least we can do is let him check on his brother and cousin. And to be honest, he's got me curious about what exactly this proving contest is," he added. Meowth nodded, then turned to Ieni and proceeded to translate what Keith said.


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    sweetbbydoll: You begin jogging down the tunnel, Smoochum in your arms to light the way, and the clicking sounds finally begin fading away. Soon, the only things you can hear are your footsteps on the ground and you and Smoochum’s breaths. This tunnel is just as monotonous as the earlier tunnel and there’s almost no indication that the bat Pokémon had even passed by here. It’s just a lot of rock, rock, and more rock, at this point.

    You follow the tunnel for a long while, long enough that it feels like hours have passed, before the slightest sound catches your attention. For a moment, you freeze, straining to hear whatever it was that had made the sound and it comes again, a sort of high whistle like wind over a canyon. You slowly head towards the sound and you begin to hear the faintest echoes of…chittering? It gets louder the closer you get, but it definitely sounds like chittering and it sounds distressed.

    Peeking around a corner, you see another cave with a small circle of light in the ceiling. In the center of the cave, a large pool of water takes up most of the floor-space and, from the darting shadows you manage to spot through the reflecting surface, it’s happily occupied by Pokémon. The familiar shades of purple bat Pokémon are circling the cavern in an agitated manner, occasionally jinking away from the walls of the cave in a flurry of sounds and screeching.

    Along the walls with hungry eyes following the circling bats, several large spider Pokémon attempt to snatch some snacks out of the air. You count two Ariados and another Galvantula on the nearby walls, but there’s no telling how many there could be hanging on the other side of the cavern and on the ceiling. You wonder for a moment why the bats don’t just fly out of the circle of light, but the nearly-invisible Web stretching across it momentarily lights up with Electricity; from the way the web isn’t entirely neat and tidy, it’s obvious that one or more of the bats have already been caught.

    The room is loud with the chittering from the bat Pokémon and the clicking noise, echoing over each other in between attempts at attacks. One of the Ariados hisses as a Gust of air slams home, but four Woobats go down screeching to another Electrified Web near the Galvantula. You haven’t managed to spot your Noibat, so you don’t even know if this is its colony, but can you really just leave them trapped here?

    What will you do?

    (Declared: Milotic, Smoochum, Kangaskhan)
    The clicking sounds, what the bats were afraid of…the lurking creatures in the dark…it must’ve been these Pokémon, hoping to make a meal out of the bat Pokémon!

    It all made sense now; a sudden goose bumps feeling over took Liza’s body. She wasn’t deadly afraid of Spiders or anything, but bug Pokémon just seemed to bug her quite a lot. She had hoped her fear of them would have subsided after obtaining a Butterfree and Beautifly but it just seemed like she was more comfortable around her own bugs rather than wild ones.

    What could she do, the Spider Pokémon were picking off the bats one by one, it was survival of the fittest. This is what life in the wild was like for Pokémon without trainers. Would it be wrong of her to ignore it? Just, accept it? Of course not! This looked worse than just some bigger Pokémon going for its lunch, this was bullying plain and simple.

    “Smooch?” the Smoochum said, in a low whisper to not get detected by the other Pokémon.

    “We’re going; we’re going to help the bats escape in that hole up in the ceiling.” Liza said confidently, realizing it was going to be a difficult task to take on three fully evolved Pokémon or more- if in the shadow more were lurking.

    “Return for now Smooch,” Liza said retrieving her Ice Type’s Pokeball, to which her Smoochum shook her head refusing to go back inside, wanting to help.

    “You’ve done more than enough darling,” Liza assured, “The light on the ceiling will be more than enough, besides, Bug Types and Psychic’s don’t mix. I can’t afford you getting hurt.”

    It took a second but finally Smoochum nodded in understanding. “I’ll make sure to call you out if I need you again, thank you for all you’ve done.” Liza said returning her Pokémon back inside before retrieving 3 other Pokeballs, one a Premierball containing her Milotic and the other a Pokeball that contained her Kangaskhan, the last one however was of a Pokémon she rarely called out unless situation called for it.

    Taking in a deep breath, Liza prepared herself mentally for battle, There’s a chance, that there might be more of them…but I can’t be worrying about being outnumbered…the important thing is, we need to destroy the net.

    Her eyes adjusting back to the darkness, Liza ran out of the tunnel like a Tauros out of it's pen. Liza ran through the open space, tossing a Fireball that soon revealed a mighty- “CHARIZARD!” the fire dragon roared, as Liza jumped on its back and proceeded to release her Milotic onto the open water and tossing another Pokeball, and releasing her Kangaskhan on dry land.

    What she had here, weren’t just her Pokémon, rather she had warriors of Sky, Land and Water.

    “We need to destroy the electrical net Sam!” Liza yelled at her Charizard, who grunted to the trainer in response, “Use Flame Burst to destroy any and all spider webs, preventing the bats escape!” she instructed before looking down at her Milotic and Kangaskhan, “Melody, use Water Gun to make it impossible for the Spiders to walk along the walls and Kanga, you get in close to be able to use your Crush Claw to squish them! Our team work in this depends on the bat Pokémon’s survival!” Liza said, “Are you guys with me!?” she shouted sounding like a general going to war, as all her Pokémon grunted happily knowing what was at stake.

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