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94% Sand, 5% Krabby, 1% Hot Air​

Krabby | Lv.5 | Golden Shores | Recruitable​

First he's panicking over random Pokémon being zonked out on the beach, but then Sotelo realizes that these folks are either crazy or are playing a prank on him. Most likely both. Placing the modest bag he's carrying on his back, a white medal shaped like an egg with wings - with a silver gem in the middle of it - placed neatly in the front. He turns his sight towards the first lump to rise, a Larvitar that screams and shouts, assuring the fact that he is a human.

"Pardon?" Sotelo asks in confusion by the green monster's inquiry, "Human, you say? You look just like a regular Larvitar to me."

Then comes a Tyrunt, scolding both over the fact that they should not interrupt his nap, or something. He engaged in some sort of epiphany by the sea. Sotelo decided not to interrupt him.

Joining the self-discovery club was a Golett, who seemed incredibly surprised by the fact that he possessed limps. He dragged the attention of everyone else by telling them not to panic. Sotelo's confusion only increased.

"Panic? Is this some kind of prank? Seriously, what's the deal with y'all" He could not help ask by the show that was playing around him. Humans? Impossible. One is believable after the shock sinks in, two is still tolerable. A huge bunch of them? He don't bit that bone at all.

He turned to a Treecko, who asked him for cheese. What's cheese, anyways? He decided to reply to his next inquiry instead:

"I still don't buy your act of being human entirely, but..." He begins, and sighs before continuing, "I'm from here... sort of. I should tell you name first, I-"

"What the heck am I called? What are creatures of our type called? Do you know any other humans? I'm uncertain about what to do now? Where is the nearest town? Do you'll know any humans here? I was a human but I've lost all my memory!" he stopped for a secondbefore the last question came to him." Do you'll know any place where I can get some food or water?" Spitted a Croagunk with a rather suave way of walking the moment he reached him.

"Okay let's play this nice game. I answer questions and you quietly wait for each reply, piling the fewest amount of them as possible."

Sotelo takes a deep breath, and then proceeds with another spurt of words that are tied together:

"No, you're not dreaming. This is pretty much real. You were all suddenly tosed at the shore rather abruptly. I dunno why, but it just happened out of the blue. I have no cheese, but I do happen to live in Golden Town nearby. You," he was now facing the Creagunk from before, "You are a Croagunk. You all are Pokémon. Golden Town is just a few minutes from here. I suppose you could say we're amongst humans right now. Food and water are all in supply in Golden Town, and finally," He's now facing the Squirtle, whose prescience he noticed just now, "We might all be equally clueless as to what is going on right now."

A deep breath is taken, he soon decides to continue.

"My name is Sotelo. I suppose we can get better acquainted, then I can take you to Golden Town so that you-"

Rustling from far way, several shouting is heard, some low, some high, from far away jumps a huge lump. Said figure soon takes the shape of a small, purple bat of elongated ears. It is a Noibat, and behind him comes a Dratini, propelled by two red balloons, one tied snugly around his neck and the other one on the tip of his tail. The former of the Dragon-type duo is holding a small, blue container within his tiny legs.

"What was... that about?" Sotelo replies in confusion at the rather odd scene that took place.

"Shomebody get thoshe thieves!" Yells a voice that is nearing by. A slug of green checks, no eyes and a light blue, slightly purple coloration.

"Sligoo?" Sotelo asks as he sees him coming nearby, "What's going on, who were those guys?"

Sligoo reaches Sotelo and company, takes a deep breath and replies, "They took away my Sli-Goo, I have to take it back!" says the slug, obviously pronouncing Sli-Goo without his slushy accent, because plot.

"Sli-Goo?"

"It isn an item that raishesh my Defenshesh, and a pershonal treashure of mine. Pleashe, Shotelo, help me get it back and," he stops, after noticing the folks surrounding Sotelo with his non-existing eyes. Go figure, "And who might they be?"

"I... That will have to wait for a bit, let's go get your treasure first, Sligoo!" Sotelo then turns to face the rest of the crew, "I know you're still panicked on all this but, could I please get you to help out?"

Reply. You really don't have much of a choice but to accept, tho. Once that is done, note that you join Sotelo and Sligoo, as they all approach an opening towards a cave by the side of the beach. Do note that LakituBroz will refrain from posting for the time being, because plot. Further instructions will be provided afterwards~​

Theme Song: Valley of the Dolls [Instrumental] - Marina & The Diamonds
Floors: 4 + Beach Cavern Pit
Difficulty: Difficulty is measured by letters and/or stars. Eight stars [✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩] is the highest difficulty of a dungeon, and the letter D is the lowest one. The difficulty for this dungeon is D​

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"Right," Sotelo nods in reply to the display of stereotypical bravery of his peers as they all introduced themselves, and then adds, "Then I suggest that we get going."

Before they realize it, they're already within the confines of Beach Cavern. The noise of stubby legs hitting damp soil reverberates in conjunction of the occasional drips of water, falling from the limestone ceiling of the ever-so-moist cavern. Light flickers around the floor in a sufficient amount to illuminate the small corridors, and the rooms that are in decent size among each other. Pokémon walk around constantly, although in very short amounts, and a few coins lie on the ground.

"Smell that?" Sotelo asks as he takes a deep breath, and then loudly exhales, "That's the smell of adventure!... And also damp soil."

His curious eyes make a rundown of his surrounding, looking for something to do. Then again, in these dungeons, there really isn't something you can't do.

"Okay people," he begins as he turns around to the cast that is piled behind him, "Since you all claim you're humans I'll just assume you don't know how to Pokémon."

"Wait, they're humans?" Asks Sligoo is sudden realization, as he was not present when the whole human dilemma took place.

"Yeah, like I said, I will explain that latter," Sotelo replies, nervous laugh and all, "Anyways," he clears his throat, "I'll make sure to give you a precise on how things pretty much work here."

Turning back to the limestone room in which they appeared, the entrance of the dungeon somehow not anymore behind them (because magic), Sotelo spots a Shellos crawling around, with their characteristic derpy face in all of its derpy glory.

"Alright, so this Shellos can be our perfect test subject," pronounces the turtle Pokémon as both specimens make eye contact. Upon spotting him, Shellos is filled with sudden, unexplainable rage, and begins to run (or rather drag itself) towards the Turtwig.

"I should first add," says Sotelo, as if not noticing the approaching Shellos, "That time has started to go out of whack. Some days are shorter, some larger. Such happening has made wild Pokemon like this Shellos become wild and wicked, so it will attack you, regardless of you landing threatening it or not."

"And I will explain how to handle this proble-" His pep rally is interrupted as the (uber god-like) Shellos collides against his side, the poor (ninja) turtle tumbling by the side ever-so-slightly, "Ow!" Yells the Potato Turtwig as it gives Shellos the mean eye.

"OK, it's on now." He says, facing the Shellos with a raging anger after it so rudely interrupted what could be the explanation on how to Pokémon of the century. He then lungs his entire body at the opposing Shellos, a light veil of light enveloping him for one second or so, sending the (Level 1) Shellos flying away for half a feet, landing on its side, wacky eyes adorning his face, fainted, oddly fazing out of existence. Forever.

"I just used my Tackle move on that Shellos, and apparently I defeated it and... sort of... erased him from existence? With every Pokémon you beat you grow slightly stronger, rightly so, as you earn what the folks around call 'Experience Points'. Enough Experience Points - or Exp. for short- should suffice for undergoing what is called a 'Level-Up'. You'll know when one happens" he says to the Pokemon behind him.

And whilst he bashes them with even more words, a small bat known as Noibat approaches him, along with an Omanyte that is trying to catch up against his much faster bat companion.

"Right," says the Turtwig as he now spots the two new threats, "There are certain moves which inflict damage to two or more Pokémon, and maybe even in a wider range that others."

The Turtwig takes a depp breath as it stretches his body. His bushy leaves fluttering around as he begins to slowly twist his head around, back and forth. Suddenly, Sotelo spins his head one more time, fast enough for a myriad of gusts of wind to rapidly run around the room they're within, all the way until they collide with a Pokémon or a wall, catching both Noibat and Omanyte by surprise. The latter of which zoinks out of existence as well.

Basking in the glory of defeating yet another Pokémon, Sotelo engages in a silly victory dance, claiming that he is the best thing since potatoes. All the while the Noibat from before stands from a distance, mouth wide open, as wave after wave of a yellow color come from it.

The distracted grass-type is hit by the unexpected threat, his gaze growing blurry, to the point he can't tell what's around him anymore.

"Oh god," he says, panicking, trying to figure where the cause of the Supersonic is located, "I think I'm under a Confused status," he says, matter-of-factly, "Sligoo, would you mind taking it from here?"

"With pleashure," the Sligoo said slushilly, because he's Sligoo, "Confushion is a Spechial Attacking move, and may caush a Confushion sthathush. When you're under a Confushed sthathush, your attacks will fly all over the plache. Shomethimes they mighth hit, while mosht of the thime, they will nawht. Alsho, you might nawht wanna walk while in thish shtatush, as you will shoon find out that your movement is alsho shuffled. You could thry to go up and go down, thry to go down and go lefth. Understhand??" Sligoo said to the Pokemon behind him, throwing a Persim Berry over to Sotelo, landing in his mouth and restoring him of his Confusion status, whilst surrounding him with a nice veil of blue light. He then prepared a Dragon Pulse attack, his mouth wide open as he tilts his body forwards, and letsit all out in a blue beam of light, defeating the rogue Noibat with much ease, even more than it should be needed, in fact.

Turning his gaze back and taking a deep breath, he proceeds, "Well, that's about it. Thanks, Sligoo."

"Anythime." The slug says happily as he slushes around, happy for defeating one more opponent.

"Some attacks are deemed as 'super-effective', which means they will do double their regular damage. Such happened with Sligoo and the opposing Noibat. Dragon Pulse is a Dragon-type move, and Dragon-type Pokémon like Noibat are weak against such types of moves. There sre other times when a move is 'not very-effective', this means it'll inflict half the intended damage in the target. There are other times, as well, in which a move has 'very little effect', and this means it'll do very few damage. All this damage depends on the type of the move, and the type of the target. Fire-type moves, for example, are super-effective on Grass-types like me, and Water-type moves are not very-effective. And that's how you Pokémon. Understood?"

His inquiry is replied by a most unexpected guest. A majestic growl that is heard around the entire dungeon is exhuded from his stomach.

With his eyes widened, Sotelo replies, "Yeah, I should probably explain Hunger. I assume you all know that being hungry is a bad thing, yes?" With his stubby legs, he lets the explorer bag on his back fall on the ground, opening it and retrieving a simple Apple from it.

"In these dungeons, if you ever faint from Hunger, well, you're gonna have a bad time. The dungeon will kick you out and you'll loose most of your items and all of your money, just like if you were to be knocked out in battle," He takes a big bite of his apple, and with his mouth full proceeds, "So always make sure to be well fed while exploring."

Putting the Apple back in his bag, he continues "That's about it. Practice makes perfect, so always try to experiment what hits what and how to use your items. Also, and as a final note, some items can heal your wounds, some can boost your attack or defense - to mention some boosts-, and some can even save you from fainting inside a dungeon. Now, under regular circumstances, I'd be okay with all of us going around the dungeon together. However, the circumstances require us to be fast so that we get the Sli-Goo back. As such, I suggest we should probably just split up in groups, and each try to reach the end of the dungeon. It's a short one, and don't worry about fading from existence like those Pokémon from before," he points with his stubby legs at the badge in his explorer bag, "Both Sligoo and I have one of these, and whenever an ally of us faints, they will employ some weird magic that will save you and take you to the entrance of the cave. With that said, we such hurry it up, so decide who to go with already!"

Split. The way characters are paired was previously displayed in the OOC, in this exact post. You must create at least one joint post with the RPer you're paired with. You can do as many of these as you want but the point of them is traversing the cave by pairs. Recruiting will be developed upon in later posts. As for Kenneth, if Black Ninetales is not back within the next day, then you're free to join another pair on their joint post, or traverse the dungeon on your own. Either or. I can also throw an NPC Pokémon like Sligoo into the cave for you to joint post with. It all depends on what you choose~

Following everyone into the cave and listening to the long winded explanation filled with coincidences, drama and the ocassional explosion, so...COINCIDENTAL that it may as well have been magic - because magic is very, very real - Jon realized it was about time for everyone to split into groups. The Treecko looked around and felt...well, doubt. Lots and lots of doubt, everyone assembled there seemed to be their own brand of strange, robots with turtles, dinosaurs with, uh... well, other dinosaurs. In the end, it seemed as if everyone had somehow assembled themselves already, and the only person to not seem to be focused on leaving with someone else was Sligoo, who more or less just stared into nothing with his eye-check-things, mouth slightly agape.

Hmm, he's from this world or whatever it is like the potatoe Turtwig. So he's the most likely to know where I might find some cheese, whatever it is. He stepped up to the gooey enigma and tapped him. "It looks like everyone else is set up already, I guess we should get going to find those thieves. I'll help you out as best I can Sligoo."

Silence.

And also some snoozing? Sligoo remains motionless, his mouth slowly producing louder and louder snores.

".....I thought this Sli-goo in all it's creative-and-unique-naminess was too important for him to just pass out." He sighs, then takes a deep breath. "HEY SLIGOO LET"S GO GET YOUR JUNK BACK YA DINGUS!"

His motion back on track along with a sudden gasp from his now-awakened self, as the sluggy being suddenly rams itself forward without seeming to stop anytime soon, "Shtaap goofhing around, we goth to get my Sli-Goo bhack!"

"Uh...oh great, I got the spaz. Awesome." Jon sighed and chased after Sligoo, surprised to see him moving so fast with no legs. Like some sort of Slime-train propelled by interrupted naps. "Hey slow down! I thought these dungeons were sort of random and changed or something. What might happen if we just run like this?!?"

"Advensshure! That'sh what will happen!"

"Oh is that all? Well at least it's not going to be boring."


"Welp." Jon huffed among all the aimless meandering they seemed to be stuck in a loop of. "At least anybody who's ever read a fantasy story can say with certainty adventures have plenty of being lost, so I guess we're doing something right already. So Sligoo, that stuff of yours must be especially related to you what with the name and all right? Can you...I dunno, feel what direction it might be in or anything?"

"I'm Shligoo, not a wizhard," The slimy being lets it be known with his ever-so-derpy-expression, "But if I had to guessh, I'd shay thosshe thieves are in the cavern'sh pit by now, if not about to reasch it."

"I can't wait to get there." Jon muttered to himself. Sure he was excited about being on an adventure, but his last utterance had a more malicious reason behind it. First they delayed his chance to get to a town that might have cheese, and now because of those thieves he was stuck wandering aorund a cavern with a spazztick pile of animated goop with a speech impediment. He couldn't wait to kick their teeth in. "Hehe, maybe that Dratini popped one of it's balloons on a stalagmite by now." He chuckled.

"You'd be shurprished by the reshishtance of an Air Balloon," Sligoo replies with an equal amount of cheeriness. After all, if it weren't for so many random strangers suddenly showing up, his precious Sli-Goo would be lost forever and ever.

Speaking of which.

"I don't think I've been exshplained why you all showed uhp in the beasch so consushed about, well... everything."

"What a coincidence, nobody bothered to fill us in either." He added sarcastically, still wondering about what that balloon was made of. "I wonder if all the others are having experiences anything like this, I'm curious to hear their pieces on this little Odyssey we seem to have unwittingly embarked on." He stopped for a moment, surprised at his own eloquence. Jon was relieved when Sligoo didn't ask why his way of speech changed so suddenly, until he took a short look around again.

"Where did he-ugh! Why couldn't I go with the potatoe!?!" Jon whipped his head back and forth With an utter smexehness overload, grimacing as he wondered just what his enigmatic partner had gotten into this time.

"Oooh, that's very shinny, I think I-" His reply from faraway is interrupted by a loud scream, similar to that of a horror movie.

Oh great, chaos always follows when the derp of a group touches something shiny. Especially when there's public domain girl screams. He darted off in the direction of the scream. It wasn't likely they'd all be welcomed into Golden Town if he let something happen to Sligoo, besides the fact that all the nonsense he had already been through would be for nothing.

"Shtaap!" Continues the slug with his generic screaming, afterwards the sound of something hitting a hard surface is heard, as well as more screaming.

Stopping to catch his breath for a moment, Jon realized he was leaning on a wall that helped form what was almost like a small hallways. Somewhere around the corner there was an opening, and moments later it became clear the noise was coming through there. He crept cautiously through the water-carved path until he entered what seemed to be another huge room of the cave.

Just as soon as he entered said room, the figure of a Sligoo being tormented by the deadliest creatures ever came into sight...

Splashing around with evil looks and even meaner faces, their whiskers whispering how they would finish their next victim, a group of malevolent Magikarp splashed around. A horrible sight, and not for the weak of heart as Sligoo was defenseless and could do nothing but submit to their loud and catastrophic splashing as the pack of three water-types splashed around him in perfectly-defined circles, all the while as they were muttering the name of their lord and saviour Feebas, asking him to forgive them of their sins as they offered a well-rounded, decent tribute for their lord.

Jon stopped in his tracks and stared at the sight before him. "I...well uh...I just...really? I mean...REALLY?!? Sligoo this may be the lamest thing I've ever seen, I have a feeling it's worse than something I used to know of called Twilight." He shivered at the word even though he had no idea what it was. "Oi! You scaly, wet, and...well pathetic ne'er do wells leave that derp alone! Or when I'm done with you you'll be finding a new creature to idly worship." He took a deep breath and attempted to make his voice deep and demonic...resulting in it sounding like he was gargling gravel and rather ridiculous. "I will find Feebas and I'll beat him so black and blue he'll NEVER become beautiful enough to evolve! I AM YOUR GOD NOW"

As if on cue, and upon hearing the name 'Feebas' prnounced, the evil pack of hellsishes stodd on the ground perfectly still, their bodies slowly splashing on their own centre as they were now lying in the direction in which Jon could be seen. Their stares, full of hatred as they continued to listen to Jon's blasphemous talk of their lord, the only lord around, Feebas almighty! With their voices together, sounding overlayed and rather criptic scary, they recite their reply.

"You shouldn't have done that."

"Jon, ruuun, get awhay from here!" The slimy dragon-type tries to warn Jon, but midway across his sentence, the pack of Magikarp have already resumed their splashing, only that this time it wasn't a meek, lame splashing, their bodies literally flung themselves across the air of the room, hitting walls, bouncing on them afterwards, then on the floor, the roof, and pretty much everywhere in a rapid succession of increasing speed, up to the point in which it was only red stripes moving around that could be seen.

Sligoo only stood motionless, hoping everything would be done soon.

Jon realized he may have gotten too caught up in his rant, he'd never really threatened someone and actually meant to punch their lights out before. "Guys, guys, I was just trying to get you to leave Sligoo alone so we could-" WHAM! He was smacked across the face by a supersonic fin mid-sentence. "Ok, I shouldn't have started insulting your culture, but there's no need for-" WHACK! and Another! And another! The situation seemed completely hopeless, Jon couldn't even see the Magikarp clearly anymore. But a slim chance at victory found our hero, as they often do in these situations: painfully. One of the Magikarp got just the perfect angle and smashed headfirst right into Jon's widdow Tweecko stomach, making him feel like something was cuaght in his throat. The next Magikarp got just as lucky, or was it divine intervention from Feebas? When the red fish zealot struck his tum-tum Jon coughed violently and a small seed hit the Magikarp just as it was bouncing away again.

He was confused at first, he didn't remember eating any seeds, just sand and now Magikarp smacks. It was quite obvious what had just happened when vines burst seemingly out of nowhere and bound the Magikarp before pulsating with a mysterious red light. The Magikarp's bounces grew slower and slower until it flopped slowly on the ground, not seeming to have the energy to fight anymore.

Jon learned how to use Leech Seed!

"Whoo! One down! I am the greatest! Bring it on you bums! I got one for all of-" WHACK! "Right, talking bad right now."

One of the Magikarp slowed down until it flopped next to it's comrade, who was now shaking feebly on the ground. Fortuitously, as the first hit Magikarp seemed to get more tired, Jon felt his pain dull and became more energetic. The third Magikarp was not so foolish though, punishing the heretic was far more important that life or death!

Jon saw his opportunity to do something on purpose, and had a REALLY stupid idea. "I've always wanted to do this." He posed with his hands making an incomplete spherical shape behind him. "Kaaaaaaaa....Meeee...Haaa....Meeee..." Sure enough, at his words energy began to form in the empty space bwetween his hands. Of course Jon's no super saiyan, but the silly act helped focus his mind on the task and therefore his energy. "Wait...it's supposed to be blue, not green. Ah whatever, BLAM SUCKAH!" He thrust his hands in front of him and launched the ball of energy (totally not indicitave of a possible name at all). The sphere crashed into the two totally brodaciously bonding Magikarp and allowed them to die disappear together.

The Treecko blinked at the results of his attack. "Wow...that was awesome! I'll call it Energy Ball! I bet nobody's thought of that before!" The last Magikarp stopped his bouncing, momentarily giving Jon hope that he had another easy target. "Ready to give up yet? Justice always prevails!...Even if I'm the one who took it a bit too far first..."

"You dirty, rotten, blasphemous, HERETIC." The Magikarp shouted, sounding genuinely demonic, unlike Jon's poor imitation. The Magikarp's fury shown so brightly that it's own body began to follow suit. Magikarp would grow closer to the one true lord Feebas by evolving in much the same way, except instead of beauty his wings would be righteous fury and holy fervor!

"Whaaaaaaaat? You can't do that, there's no way your level 20! That's cheating, I demand-"

"SILENCE HEATHEN!"

"Eep!" Jon looked around wildly, wondering if there was any hope at all for survival at this point, no amount of coolness would let him fight a Gyrados this early on. Finally he noticed that Sligoo had fallen asleep again, but he was far too busy trying to survive to care about how sad it was. Steam was almost coming out of his ears with how hyperactively his brain was pounding, apparently you CAN overclock a brain. Jon leapt behind Sligoo just as Magikarp's glowing form started to take it's new shape, making sure he was on the opposite side of the other exit of the room from Sligoo. "HEY SLIGOO WAKE UP! I SEE THE THIEVES OVER THERE!" And climbed on Sligoo's back.

"DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!"


Fish corpses lie around, a defeated messiah Gyarados lies in the ground, unconscious. Slowly, the followers of Feebas almighty vanish from all existence. A sad sight to behold, but not for Sligoo, as he's sleeping again.

Sligoo's green companion shakes his head and sighs before falling on his back. "I didn't know you could move, scream, or hit like that, good work Sligoo." he then proceeds to conk his head on the floor and close his own eyes.

"Of courshe, they don't call me Shligoo for nothing!"

Jon sat there for a few more minutes, all the energy drained from him by the thought of getting eaten by a Gyrados, once again a green lump on the floor. All of a sudden his eyes shot open and he bounced upright before shaking his comrade. "Come on Sligoo let's go, that was kind of like a boss fight or something, so we must be getting close to somewhere important, maybe your Sli-Goo and the jerks who stole it are up ahead.

"That'sh right, I'm Shligoo after all!" The slug chimes matter-of-factly as both Pokémon exit the room they lie in.

"By the way, look at thish shweet thing I found!" The slug raises his stubby arm to reveal the aforementioned shiny object that might had costed both Pokémon's lives had their timing been incorrect, a small sphere of a royal blue color, with a simple red stripe running inside of its somehow transparent consistency, "I'm not shure what it is, but the Magikarp that evolved drhopped it before they all attacked."

And so they walked and they traveled, they traveled as they walked, going thru stairs, stairs and more stairs. Within seconds, they find a gap on a wall, and as they slowly approach it, the light around suddenly increases, the air becomes less damp, and they reach what could be a pit at the end of the Dungeon.

But what was the most impressive was the sight of Noibat and Dratini at the end of it.

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