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PANDORA: A Journey of the Fallen [M]

machomuu

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"You just sit on this bed and sleep, okay? The machine should be done by the morning and everything will be okay," Boone said to Rin as her put her in bed.

"Wh-what are you doing? I don't need sleep..." she said in a voice decreasing in volume as it proceeded. Rin didn't think about it, but forcing her nervous system to reconfigure actually caused it to exert an excess amount of energy. After only a few moments, Rin's vision started to strain. Simply staying awake became a struggle to remain conscious. It was as if the pillow's soothing embrace were trying to pull her down into the abyss. Her resistance was torn to pieces, rather abruptly, and she fell into the abyss before she was even able to acknowledge it.
 

Arctos

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During the course of their conversation Robert noticed that the night had drawn on. He looked at the pokeball for a second before raising his head to once again make eye contact with the stall owner.
"Well sir, If you would be so kind as to release the Magby so I can check it over I would be happy to accept your kind offer and of course will be more than happy to perform a favour for your good self." Robert smiled widely as the Magby was released from its ball.

The baby pokemon was still unsure on its feet and stumbled as it appeared before righting itself. Robert chuckled and bent down to inspect what would hopefully become his new pokemon. The Magby was hot to the touch and Robert recoiled as he attempted to pet the baby pokemon. Sucking his singed fingers he moved his face so as to peer directly into Magby's eyes. There was a fire there. A spark of potential. This was all Robert needed to witness. A flash of orange from just below his field of vision made Robert move his gaze to the pokemons mouth. Embers were dripping from its mouth to the floor before its feet. As he watched a small weak burst of yellow flame came forth. "Everything seems in order. If I remember correctly then yellow flames indicate good health in these pokemon. Pawniard, what do you think of our potential new friend?" Robert's other pokemon stepped forward and began its own examination of the Magby. After a minute it turned and gave a nod to its trainer. It confirmed this with a small accepting cry of "Pawni-ard!"

"We'll take it! I should have the money somewhere…Just give me a second." Robert patted his many pockets in search for his wallet. After a few seconds and much self-frisking he produced it and pulled from its recesses the sum required by the merchant. In return the merchant handed over the Magby's pokeball and the two men shook hands.
"Mag Mag-by!!" The baby pokemon gave a little cry of happiness as it saw its new master place its pokeball on his belt and tottered over to join Pawniard by his side.
"Now sir, what was this favour you required?" Robert smiled as he saw his two pokemon playing in his peripheral vision.
 
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Robert Hawkins

Richard obtained the Magby! For 1500P...
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"Well, there's been some rumours, you know? Some pretty suspicious rumours," the merchant rubbed his chin as if he had a beard, which he didn't. "A few adventurers say that if you are on the bottom floor of the temple at dawn, a hidden trap door will be revealed to you. Now, this is just a rumour, but they say that beyond this door, there are a few rare Pokémon and even some funny coloured orbs down there that haven't been picked yet. I don't know who's supplying the rumours, but a lot of people have been saying it."

The merchant looked at the temple, narrowing his eyes at it. For a structure that was literally the first to be excavated, it would be odd indeed for new items to be found in it.

"If you get me some of those orbs, or maybe one of those Pokémon, I could buy them off you for a nice price..."


- 1500P​
 
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Richard Lee Ambrose

"Gladly," Richard nodded. "A companion sounds like just what the Chansey ordered, so long as you don't mind slowing your pace for an old man like me. Shall we look around for somewhere to spend the night? I'm sure there must be somewhere that hires out rooms to all the travellers. Best to make sure we get one before the others do, eh?"

It would be good to have someone to travel with, not only for the company but also to help him with the physical tasks he might struggle with. It hurt his pride to consider that he might need that sort of assistance, but he had to be realistic if he expected to make it through this expedition in one piece. First they would get a decent nights sleep, then head for the temple first thing in the morning. In the light of day they would be able to spot the things others missed while blundering around in the dark, then be able to make their way further onto the island armed with whatever knowledge they were lucky enough to secure.

This Ben seemed like a nice enough character, and Richard wanted to trust him... but still. Best to keep a few things close to the chest on the off-chance that it was all a ploy. Some people would do anything for fortune or fame.​
 

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"We'll be back in the morning with anything we find. Thank you again for your help." Robert turned to leave, gesturing as he did so for his two pokemon to follow.

The trio strolled towards the dark silhouette of the temple in silence. The moon seemed to sink away behind the ancient structure as they drew slowly closer and closer to the dark arch Robert had inspected earlier. The silver light licked at the edges of the temple. This gave it an unearthly glow which seemed to pulsate as if the structure was alive, waiting.

"Once more unto the breach dear friends," Robert sighed. The young man often found that the quotes of others would describe the world in a way far superior to his own words. Yet he had also decided that these stolen quotes, taken from pages penned by those much more skilled in language than himself, could never completely describe the feelings or situations a man experienced. He stared at the darkness which seemed to consume the bowels of the temple. The archway's intricate designs seemed trivial now compared to the danger and treasures he had been promised within. A small war of wariness, weariness and excitement fought for domination upon his face. Robert stepped into the darkness.

Magby and Pawniard looked at each other as they watched their trainer disappear within. Pawniard was the first to turn away and follow Robert. Magby paused for a few seconds longer. Closing his eyes he stepped forwards and the sticky black of the temple surrounded the small pokemon.

"Magby, could you please make a flame to help me get my bearings here?" The fire pokemon did so. An orange flame burst from its mouth illuminating the chamber with an orange tinged glow. The walls appeared titian in the flickering light and Robert scanned the nearest for anything which may aid him in where to go next. His sweeping gaze caught the vague shape of a wooden torch hanging in its bracket upon the wall. He walked over, careful to give Magby a wide berth as the flame spewed from its mouth. Clutching at the aged wood he inspected the rag. It was a brilliant blue and obviously fresh. "Hmmm, The villagers must have renewed the cloth on these for their own use…I wonder." He pulled it from the rusted iron bracket. It came free easily proving his theory of recent use. At his feet he spotted the small iron pot he had wondered about. It was of modern make and sat covered in only a couple of days' worth of dust. Robert pulled off the lid and placed it to one side. The thick stench of petroleum rose to offend his nostrils. A grin broke across Roberts face and he soaked the torch within. "Seems strange they would choose to use these rather than electric torches," He spoke aloud and to himself. It was not a thought he was going to ponder as the villager's quirks were none of his concern and had worked in his favour. "Magby, could you light this for me?" The pokemon did so with a short controlled burst of flame. Robert held the torch downwards for a second until he was sure it had caught correctly and would serve him as he needed. "Thank you, shall we continue?" The two pokemon voiced their agreement loudly and began to stroll to the door upon the far wall of the chamber.

It wasn't long before the flutter of wings was heard from above them. The zubat struck hard and fast. It swooped from the unknown reaches of the tunnel roof and struck the top of Robert's head. Its teeth left two glittering red lines across the top of his scalp. The man recoiled in shock at the surprise attack and clutched at his head. Robert drew his hand from the scratches and inspected the warm, crimson blood which now clung to his fingers. It was a mere scratch and he would deal with it later. He and his pokemon wheeled around wildly in search of the attacker. Robert spotted it turning back towards them to make another attack. "Pawniard! As it flies back towards us jump and scratch!" He crouched low to give the assailant no choice but to swoop lower. It did so and entered Pawniard's reach. The little pokemon leapt with its blades fully extended. It pierced the bat pokemon in the wing sending it veering off to the side where it impacted with the wall and dropped into the shadows consuming the floor. Robert searched frantically for a pokeball in his pack and soon produced one. The ball expanded in his hand as he walked towards where he believed the bat to have fallen. It was nowhere to be seen. "Perhaps it escaped in the confusion….We'll have better luck next time I'm sure." Robert returned the unused pokeball to his bag and ran his fingers through his hair. It was stiff with clotting blood. The trainer and his two pokemon continued on their journey into the darkness. Robert pondered the curiousness of the relative absence of pokemon in the temple.

After a further half an hour of uneventful wandering pockmarked with wrong turns and dead ends the three adventurers happened upon a large door. The dancing light of the torch seemed to give life to the carvings which adorned the iron surface. The carvings seemed to show depict the sun. Its life giving rays shining upon the people of the temple. A mirror above shone silver light upon the intricate carving of some kind of sun god. Robert could see no handle and no lock. The silver light could only be coming from the moon. "Its iron so your blades would be no good Pawniard and it would be far too heavy to push open…wait….Magby use ember on the engraving where the moon shines!" Magby tottered forwards and did as he was told. The engraving glowed after mere seconds of exposure to the flame. A click echoed through the chamber and the iron door swung upon.

Beyond lay an empty room and what appeared to be another iron door only this time it was set in the floor of the chamber. Upon inspection the engravings depicted the same sun god but this time it was restricted by what appeared to be an anthropomorphised representation of the mountains Robert remembered seeing off in the distance. "Looks like we made it to the trap door." He sat down heavily and removed his bag. He placed it below his head as he lay down. Magby and Pawniard joined him. They waited.
 

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Robert Macintosh
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Robert laid back in his cabin bed, one hand behind his head and one leg crossed over the other. In his free hand he held a Pokeball, shooting the returning beam out of it over and over to no avail. With each hopeful zap his Shuppet would dance easily out of the way, giggling over his failures and making a game out of it. He really wanted this Pokemon to go away, to stay in its Pokeball where it belonged and leave him alone. With every attempt to capture the evading ghost Pokemon, it would either dodge and laugh or disappear. Sometimes he was successful in catching it, but in that stupid way ghost Pokemon could, it would just phase out of the ball and then laugh at him. Its clearly playful nature was annoying, mostly because it only pulled pranks on him. Even when at the perfect opportunity to make another person look like a fool, it would always choose him. Robert wasn't sure if that meant that it liked him or if it secretly hated him. Either way, he didn't quite enjoy it.

He knew for sure another reason why. He'd looked through the items graciously supplied by Laughner and found a Pokedex inside. The red-colored machine told him, in basics, that a Shuppet fed off negative emotions. It was probably just annoying him for a quick snack! Robert didn't like the idea of being a walking dinner. He tried to keep his spirits up just to spite it, but to no avail. It knew how to push his buttons. Robert's biggest surprise that the Shuppet was not an it, nor was it a boy. It was actually a girl, according to the Pokedex. He could have sworn his Shuppet was a boy from looking at her horn thing, but if that were the deciding limb then... Well... That would make for a very interesting uh... Yeah. Anyways.

Robert and his Shuppet, whom he had gotten accustomed to calling Pinhead, were once again locked in battle. Every time he tried to return her she'd just get out of the way. Robert had a trick up his sleeve this time. He dug in his pocket, pulling out a smooth, silver laser pointer. It had been on his list of things to collect for Laughner and, surprisingly, it'd been the hardest thing to find on the list. The difficulty was too much to get into, but once he'd presented his items to the rich man he'd requested to keep this one item. It wasn't just because it was hard to find, but because it was sort of cool and useful. The pointer doubled as a pen and had a clock feature. He didn't know who thought this stuff up, but whoever it was was a visionary. Since batteries of this size were impossible to find, they made it conveniently solar powered. Robert pointed the laser at his Pokemon and pressed the button on and off, sending a flashing beam towards her face. She squinted, turning her head this way and that to avoid the beam in her face, though it was futile. Wherever she turned her head he'd follow her with the beam until, finally, she turned his back to him. He grinned, catching his opportunity, and attempting a successful return.

Robert held the occupied ball in his hand, grinning. "Welcome home, Pinhead." Feeling victorious, he pocketed the Pokeball and stood up from the bed, awarding himself with a nice stretch. The three day boat ride was coming to an end. In no time they'd be docking. Robert looked to the door when he heard a quick knock.

"Docking into Pandora! Two minutes!" Well speak of the devil... Robert picked up his bag and swung it over his shoulders. As he did, he heard what seemed like a far away giggling. He made a face, question marks over his head. He didn't realize what it was until something headbutted him in his chest. "Pinhead!" He yelled out. The Shuppet laughed again, slowly reappearing. "How did you...?" He sighed and shook his head, knowing it was a waste. "I'm not going to ask." Pinhead kept her smile going, laughing at him like she always did. Robert frowned. "You know, if you don't chew, what's the point of having a mouth?" Pinhead's smile widened. Without warning she stuck out her tongue and gave him long, slow lick up his neck. He shuddered, immediately clasping his hand to his neck, wiping away the spit. "Don't ever do that again." Pinhead laughed behind him as he walked out of the door to his room and out on the deck.

The evening air was warm, the breeze giving him a hug of heated air rather than a cool rush. He looked about the land. The water was deep and dark and the town here in Pandora was small. A temple stood tall in the background and a forest behind it. Houses and hotels and more stood around the shore, made out of dirt, sand, or something else. What caught his eye were the markets. The Marketplace was full of small shops that held countless items, ones no doubt useful. Robert smiled to himself, an idea conjuring.

"You can turn invisible, right, Pinhead?" She nodded, disappearing and appearing again just to show him it was true. "Good! Then I want you to help me." Robert explained his plan to his Pokemon as they descended the steps. She would stay out of sight while he perused the shops and smuggle whatever she could in secret. He'd keep the merchants distracted and she would get something useful. He emphasized the usefulness of food, checking multiple times to see if she knew exactly what he meant by food. She said she knew every time. Robert wasn't all that confident, but he was forced to trust her.

Down at the Martketplace, Robert took some of his time to look at the various shops before he finally picked one her licked. Out on display were items such as food, water, potions, and other things like a rock.

"Welcome to the finest shop here. Find anything you like?" The merchant asked him, the smile of a salesman on his face.

"I think so." There were thing he'd need on this trip. By him, Pinhead floated unseen, looking back and forth over the items present. To her, every item looked incredibly boring. Why anyone would want these items? She could never guess. They were useless to her. The only thing that caught her eye was a large rock on the table. It was a curious thing, a mysterious object that she, for some reason, wanted more reason to explore. If she liked it, why wouldn't Robert like it? Her reasoning made sense to her. Pinhead looked at the merchant, watching him as she opened her mouth slowly to quickly steal the odd rock into her mouth. Robert, who wasn't paying much attention anyways, stared down at the items on the table, trying to discern reasonable spending. He would be in the wilderness with no doubt dangerous Pokemon. The first thing he'd need is food. Spare water would be useful... Did he need a repel? Maybe. He might have to keep curious Pokemon away from his supplies. In the end he decided to take three rations, an extra water bottle, and one repel, leaving him, unfortunately, with only seven hundred to his name. Maybe he'd get more.

Hopefully he'd get more...

"Do you know any good hotels around here?" Robert asked once he'd finished making his pick of items. "Preferably cheap."
 
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CURRENT TIME OF DAY: EARLY MORNING

Benjamin Whistler

"Y-y-yes, Mr. Am-ambrose sir," Benjamin nodded, "it shouldn't, it shouldn't be too h-hard to find one."

Benjamin led the way for a little down the street and past the merchants, turning into a cottage that was considerably larger than the rest with two stories. There was a person standing at a desk, doing a sudoku, a Zigazoon sleeping next to his arm. When he noticed the two travellers, he looked up but didn't stop to greet them properly, only grunting at them.

"Yes?"

"Do you h-have t-two rooms available?"

The man chewed slowly on his... whatever he was eating, exchanging looks between Benjamin and Ambrose.

"Yeah, I do. 50P a room a night," the man sighed, his bad breath staining Benjamin's nose.

"T-two rooms, please," Benjamin placed 100P on the table and looked back at Ambrose, "for helping m-me, sir."

The innkeeper (you could probably call him that) handed over two keys, which Benjamin handed to Ambrose with a smile. With a "good-goodnight, sir," Benjamin retreated to his room to write more in his journal and get a good night's sleep.

- 100P
+ Room 12 key of the "Geodude's Cave"​



Richard Lee Ambrose

+ Room 11 key of the "Geodude's Cave"​



Robert Hawkins

As the morning light brightens the room, the mirror bounces the sunlight to reveal an indentation in the wall and three, marble-sized orbs on the ground;

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The trapdoor doesn't seem to budge, but there are three marble sized indents in them. What does it mean?



Robert Macintosh

"Yeah," the merchant said, pointing a thumb up the road. "There's a little hole called the 'Geodude's Cave'. The guy's an ass but the beds are pretty okay. For the price anyways. Or there's the Geologist on top of the temple. He's usually kind enough to lend you a bed for a favour."

He took Robert's 800P and handed over the goods.

"Thanks for your service, ser."

- 800P
+ 1x Bottle of Water
+ 1x Rations
+ 1x Repel
+ 1x Dusk Stone​
 

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October Carter -
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October tossed and turned beneath the folds of sleep as demons chased her around every bend and ghostly images haunted her peripheral vision. Sweat beaded itself down her face as tiny moans escaped from her mouth as she felt the wind from a thousand flapping wings buffet her hair. Maddeningly she raced down the dark forgotten halls, searching for something, even someone that could help her escape. From out of nowhere, the ground beneath her feet lifted up and down, tossing her from wall to wall as she lost her footing and curled into a foetal position. Suddenly the shaking stopped and she cautiously retracted her arms from her face to find herself in an endless room of darkness; the only light shining down from a pinprick high up. She followed the beam of light as it cast as shimmering aura around a single diamond rose sitting peacefully on a dusty pedestal. The ages had coated the floor and pedestal in dust, yet the diamond rose looked like it had only just been cut.

Cautiously she tucked her fingers around the base of the flower, a diamond thorn sticking into her index finger slightly and drawing a small trickle of blood. Even in her hands, she could smell the strong scent of roses, as if the whole room was filled with them. Opening her eyes, she no longer stood in the dusty cavern but was now surrounded in sunlight and thousands of diamond roses. She turned quickly as a small child darted by her, holding the diamond rose in one hand as she darted off to catch the child. After seemingly having lost the child, October stumbled upon a rippling water fountain encircled by roses.

An older man crouched down in front of the small girl October had been chasing, talking to her with locked eyes. October dropped to her knees as the man's hardened face kissed his daughter softly on the forehead; withdrawing a small rose necklace from his pocket.

Panting heavily, October flung her body upwards, the bed sheets falling down to her waist. Sweat still ran down her body, producing wet patches where her clothes had soaked it up. Beside her the makeshift PokeCenter now flashed occasionally, signifying it's healing cycle had completed. She retrieved the two PokeBalls she had carefully etched with a plus symbol from amongst the others. Her memory of last night was vague, but she could hear deep breathing and snoring coming from different rooms; the geologist most likely having taken on some of the other reckless adventurers like her.

Reaching for her bag, October noticed a small yellow note that had been slipped in the top of her bag; barely noticeable with the zip slightly ajar, but entirely out of place. October was sure she had left her bag zipped up, unless someone else had come in during the night and had a look. Regardless, she picked the letter up and read it.

"Dear girl,
As a Geologist, it's hard for me to face the dangers of the outside world. In all honesty, I'm a coward. A pretty big one. I usually rely on my Pokémon for my courage and it's not very noble of me.

I ask of you a small favour, if you will. In the heart of Route 1, there is a certain rare Pokémon with keeps with it a considerably rare thing. You may catch the Pokémon if you wish, but I only need what it keeps with it. If you can get this for me, I will pay you and you will always be welcome in my home.

Please, I am too much a coward to do this on my own.

Many thanks!
Tristan Boone"


It took October a couple of times to read before the nature of the letter sunk in. She was needed to help this man, but really, how much overall help could he give her towards finding the treasure? It was a race against the others, a race she needed to win; for not only Laughner's sake, but hers as well. As October tossed the idea around in her head, she heard someone in one of the next rooms begin to stir. Not wanting to bump into any others for fear of them following her, she quickly tucked the note into her pocket and headed out the door.

Shielding her eyes from the morning sun that peeked through the horizon, she now noticed a staircase descending down the side of the temple towards the ground below. Cursing and inwardly kicking herself, October began to descend the staircase, feeling the warm sun against her back and the wind flowing through the holes in her clothes. She gently rotated the Pokeballs in her hand as she made her way down, still contemplating helping the geologist. First of all though, she needed new clothes now that hers had been almost turned to shreds by last night's attack.

Down in the city, more people wandered the dusty paths than at night; even a couple more shops had opened up. It wasn't long before she stumbled upon a small shop selling gear that would be much better suited for exploring than the clothes she had decided to wear. Khaki, browns and greens weren't exactly October's first choice in clothing colours, but it was the only colour range the shop seemed to offer, and so she needed to suck it up and deal with it.
"A wild night, huh?" The lady commented on October's rather ragged appearance.

"Yeah, I ran into a spot of trouble in the temple last night." October replied, flicking through a pile of shirts looking for one her size.

"Not a smart move, girl, even locals know not to go into the temple at night." She shook her head as she took the shirt from October and entered the price into the till while October began looking through shorts that would fit her. After half an hour of fitting and searching, October payed the lady 500P for a pair of khaki shorts, a rather muddy brown shirt and a pair of thin, fingerless gloves. She quickly ducked into the changing cubical to change her clothes while, rather unhappily, throwing away her nice, torn clothes.

A couple of doors down and October quickly moved onto the Marketplace where she would gather objects she would need for the journey ahead. Even though she was only going into Route One and then back again to Atara Village, there was no telling how long she would be, or what she would need to take with her.

900P later, and October's bag now weighed down with two more potions, another Pokeball to replace the one Zazu had been caught in, a new bottle of fresh water and two portions of rations that should last October and her Pokemon at least one day if they rationed it properly. Clothed and ready, she released the Zubat and Phanpy from their respective balls so that they could join her on their adventure. Both looked healthy and full of energy, Tantor bounding happily around October's legs as she walked north towards the first route while Zazu flapped aimlessly around her head. Having only just caught the Zubat, it would take a while before Zazu became as attached to October as Tantor had, but then again October and Tantor had a three day boat ride to sort out their issues and come together.

She again passed by the temple, gazing up to look at the top now reaching up into the clear, blue sky, trying not to looking in the dark, foreboding mouth of the temple. Zazu screeched a little as they passed, obviously sad to have left his coven of Zubats while Tantor edged away from the temple, putting October between himself and the temple. With Route One looming up ahead as they passed the northern outskirts of the town, October felt her stomach turn, hoping to not run into the same trouble as she had at the temple and wondering what exactly the Geologist wanted, much less whatever Pokemon she was chasing after for it.​
 
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October Carter

- 1400P
+ 2x Potions
+ 1x PokéBall
+ 1x Bottle of water
+ 2x Rations​
 
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Utter darkness is interrupted by trickles of light, and those "trickles" started to grow and spread, until one is invaded by a blanket of luminescence. Blurred vision started to appear and all that can be seen was a vivid, semi-Suburban building, completely out of place in the natural paradise that was Pandora. The fog in Rin's eyes started to clear and she acknowledged that she'd awoken in an unfamiliar area. She hastily sat up and looked around, and then her arm caught her eye.it was bandaged and dark red, and that's when she remembered how she came to the establishment she was in. It was a makeshift Pokemon Center, though it was the first time she'd been in a Pokemon Center since she was a small child, living in the wild she never needed to. She removed the blanket from her person, picked up her packs that were on a table next to her bed, and walked over to a machine with a pokeball in it. Boone wasn't anywhere to be seen. She took the pokeball and released the Elektrike that was inside.

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Feign let out a spry bark and ran circles around Rin, creating an electric current that made Rin's skin tickle, prompting a giggle. "Feign, you're alright!" She said, picking him up. He let out a joyous bellow in response. She put Feign down and again looked for the doctor. He must have been out, or working elsewhere. She decided to leave, as he was pretty adamant about not getting repaid. Upon leaving the makeshift center she was attacked by rays of light, her eyes hadn't adjusted to the brightness of her environment. She put her hand in front of her face to shield herself from the sun and ventured forth. On her way to the edge of the village she stopped and looked at the Temple, pondering going back in to combat the Gastly and get revenge. Sadly, it would be impossible for her to beat Gastly without any special moves, so she decided to train on Route 1. Upon arriving at Route 1 she was overtaken by beauty, and at the same time filled with familiarity. She felt more at home in this environment filled with foliage and vegetation that she did in the village. She listened to the Pidgeys chirping in the distance. Small furry creatures roamed in through the trees. The wind blew, making the leaves brush against each other to create a very soothing sound. Rin was home.

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A small Caterpie rubbed against leg, she smiled back at it, and that's when she noticed that her clothes were torn to shreds and she didn't have a spare pair. The Leech Life attacks were sharp, and they did a number on her apparel. "Aw, I just got this stuff!" By "got" she meant stole, and in a very Robin Hood fashion; she stole from the rich and gave to herself. Very classy. She pulled the elastic on left leg and made a clean cut all the way around, same with her right leg, and the lower half of her blouse, along with the sleeves. "Whew, that's more like!" She said, putting the discarded pieces of clothing in her backpack. She squatted down and again smiled at the Caterpie, saying "It's been nice chatting with you!" She then stood up and signaled for Feign to come over.

She continued to walk for a while until she heard a loud noise, almost like a roaring Charizard. "I guess it's lunchtime..." she said to herself and Feign. She looked around to see what she could eat. The vegetation was nice, but there were no berries in sight, at least not ones that were edible by humans. She decided to scale a tree (leaving Feign at the bottom, as he can't climb trees) and decided to scope from there. In the distance she saw two Pidgeys attacking a Caterpie, probably not the same one from earlier. She jumped from branch to branch and descended to the ground with a running start, Feign following suit. When she arrived, the Pidgeys turned their attention to her. She pulled out her Knife and put herself into a defensive position, smiling all the while. She gave Feign the signal to attack, and he Tackled one of the Pidgeys. The Pidgey had the wind knocked out of it, but it did a Swan Dive Tackle into Feign, with the velocity and altitude attributing to the attack's force. Feign faltered, but countered with yet another tackle, knocking the Pidgey out. The other Pidgey then went on an offensive, and started to attack Feign. It also Swan Dove at Feign, but this time he dodged the attack. Promptly after making contact with the ground, it used Sand Attack to cover its location and then quickly swung into another tackle attack, making a direct hit. It started to attack again, but was thwarted by a knife to the back. "Score!" Rin said, snapping her fingers in ecstasy. She petted Feign and said, "Nice work, buddy," and then proceeded to remove her knife from the dead Pidgey and picked up the corpse by its leg. She started walking away with Feign when she noticed a faint sound, one that a small bug-type would make.

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The Caterpie that she saved was following her. She looked back and said to it, "No need to thank us, really." She turned back around and continued walking, and as she did, so did the Caterpie. Without looking back she said, "You don't want to come with us, it's too dangerous." Yet even still, it continued to follow her. She payed it no mind and started picking up some fallen branches. She then went over to a secluded area surrounded by vegetation overgrown due to excess sunlight and runoff from taller deciduous trees. She put the branches down in a pile, and placed one larger branch over the others. She then de-feathered and gutted the Pidgey and placed it on the larger stick. She then took out a match, lit it, and set fire to the branches that were in a pile. The Caterpie had, once again, followed her. She sat down and sighed, saying, "You want something?" The Caterpie smilled and rubbed it's head against her leg. The possibility that this was the same Caterpie that welcomed her on her arrival to Route 1. She hadn't noticed before, but this Caterpie had been through a lot, it was likely separated from its family and only managed to survive because of a few lucky breaks (such as Rin's intervention). She once again sighed and said, "Fine, fine." She opened her fanny pack and dropped a pokeball on the Caterpie.
 
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Rin Shavi

Click! Rin Shavi caught the Caterpie!
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CATERPIE ♂ Bashful
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FEIGN learned THUNDER WAVE!

- 1x PokéBall
+ 2x Roasted Pidgey​
 

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Iruzja Aleksandrov

>> Location: Atara Village Surroundings <<

Although the ferry cruised along the high seas at a speed few other sailing vessels could rival, it still took three days for it to arrive on the shores of Pandora. Iruzja spent this time on studying various Pokemon-related books, as the little creatures is almost guaranteed to play a pivotal role in her hunt this time around. The Pokemon Laughner provided her prior to her leaving for Pandora, she learned, was called Swablu, a Flying-type Pokemon. She cared little for her unintimidating appearance, and for her reckless personality even less. She had no patience for cleaning up after the mess she's prone to make due to the aforementioned personality flaw, and if she proves to be more trouble than she's worth, Iruzja won't think twice before releasing her into the Pandora wilderness.

A knock on the door, subsequently followed by a note being slipped under her room door, interrupted her silent reverie. She had made it a priority to let the ship's crew know on the voyage's first day that she would not attend to matters of trivial importance. They were only to knock on her door to deliver food or news worthy of her attention. The crew consented to her request; whether due to respect or intimidation, she cared not. She would have her room all to herself, and no one would interrupt her important research. She wanted nothing more.

Since the crew bothered with her, it would probably be safe to assume that something eventful has transpired. Iruzja walked over to the door, took the note, and read it.

"mam, sory for bothrin you but weve arived in pandora please meet us on tha deck were docking. -john"

"Arrival at last," she mumbled to herself, after decoding the jumbled mess that is the note. Due to technical problems, Iruzja had to catch a ferry that left a full twelve hours after the one she was originally intended to board. This unfortunate twist of fate allowed her competition to get a head start, leaving Iruzja at a severe disadvantage. But Iruzja had not the interest to weep over spilled milk, as that solved nothing. She will catch up with the rest of the hunters. Nothing else mattered.

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>> Location: Atara Village <<

By the time Iruzja arrived in Atara Village, the sun had already risen on the east, painting the dawn sky with brilliant streaks of yellow and orange. It was a particularly beautiful sunrise, and many stopped their daily routines to look up at the radiant sky, a sight more than just slightly uncommon in the mainland. Iruzja certainly didn't. Her mind was occupied with something else; to her pleasure, Atara Village sported a marketplace along the shoreline, and as far as Iruzja was concerned this was the ultimate blessing for a treasure hunter. It was a way of restocking, information gathering and socializing all in one go. Needless to say, Iruzja jumped at the opportunity and approached one of said stalls.

"Welcome, welcome!" a large woman of some forty years called out as Iruzja approached her stand. "We got all sorts of goods for yer travels. Fresh from the mainland, I guarantee!"

Iruzja put on her most charming smile. "Why, thank you. Let's see...I'd like two Rations and a bottle of Fresh Water, please," she said, her tone pleasant and her countenance no less so.

"Alright, here ye are, lass! That'll be 400P, thank you."

Iruzja dug into her wallet and pulled out a 500P bill. "Is there anything I can get for the extra hundred?" Iruzja inquired.

"Another bag o' rations, mayhap?" the seller asked back. "Ye could get a PokeBall if ye throw in 'nother 50P..."

"I'll take the Rations, thank you," came Iruzja's reply. "So what is there to explore around here?"

"Ha! Got treasure on yer mind, do ye? Well, there's that there big temple in the middle of the village. Used to be full of treasures, aye, but they done loot everythin', or so I heard."

"I see. Anything else?"

"Well, if ye go over by Old Matthew's stall 'round the corner, ye can find the forest trail. I'd recommend you travel it now while you got the chance, because word is many rare Pokemon are a-prowlin' that there area. Night falls and it won't be half as easy to get outta there alive, they say."

"Very well. Thank you so much for your help," Iruzja said to the woman, once again flashing her charming smile.

"Anytime, lassie! We never done get any as nice as you 'round these parts. Drop by again soon!"

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>> Location: Route 5 <<


Rare Pokemon was on the prowl. The saleswoman's words still hung in the air as Iruzja stepped over the roots and shrubberies that was plentiful within the forest. She was determined to find one of these rare beasts, as they would likely increase her chances of getting to the treasure first. She's already trekked the forest for around thirty minutes, but all she had seen so far was a Wurmple and a Flying-type Pokemon mentioned in one of her Pokemon encyclopedias--Starling, was it? Neither looked like the type of muscle Iruzja needed, so she left them alone. She didn't want to stir up any unnecessary trouble and tip the scales against her any further, after all. She was handicapped enough as it is.

Eventually, she came to a part in the forest where a numerous amount of vines jumbled together to create webs that seemed unbreachable without a sharp object of some sort. Fortunately, Iruzja brought along a tool just for the occasion. After reaching into the slit of her coat and pulling out her silver dagger, Iruzja slashed at the intertwining vines, cutting down a great deal of them in a single swoop. Even though she did this activity continuously, the ivies were seemingly endless; after a while, Iruzja, quite understandably, became frustrated. She hacked and slashed at them with increased ferocity and speed; little did she know that one of the "vines" her dagger touched was actually a sleeping Dustox's wing.

"Duuuuuuuuuuust!"the moth Pokemon screeched in a mixture of pain and anger. It flailed around blindly in search of its attacker, and, failing that, let out a powerful Gust in order to blow away the remaining greeneries. Iruzja held her ground against the surging winds and fingered Swablu's Pokeball.

When the Gust died down, Iruzja held out the PokeBall, releasing Swablu; the latter immediately assumed a battle stance. "Swablu!" the cotton bird hollered, attracting Dustox's attention.

"Dust! Dustox!" Dustox yelled back. Its eyes glowed a light shade of purple, and a light of the same color immediately coated Swablu--Dustox was using Confusion. "Dustox!" it yelled once again, before using its telekinetic power to move Swablu in the direction of a tree.

"Swablu, break free," Iruzja said firmly. Swablu attempted to do as she was told, but it was futile; the Confusion was too strong. The bird was slammed head-first into a tree bark, but the impact did not do much damage, and she quickly recovered. "Prepare for close combat. Peck."

Swablu soared at a high speed towards the Dustox, its beak gleaming with energy. Dustox attempted to dodge, but the attack still managed to graze its chest. "Duuust!" it screamed in agony. The attack was super-effective.

"Peck again, now."

"Swa, Swablu!" Swablu hollered back defiantly, and used Growl instead. The Dustox seemed unfazed and again used Confusion to slam the bird Pokemon against a tree bark.

"Swablu, you dolt," Iruzja sneered. "Confusion is a Special attack. Growl will do nothing. Now do as I say and use Peck."

"Swa...blu!" Swablu soared towards the Dustox once again, but this time it was halted midway by Gust.

"Push forward," Iruzja commanded. Swablu's wings flapped furiously in order to fight against the great force of Dustox's Gust.

Swablu held her ground until the Gust eventually died down, before continuing her assault. Dustox, exhausted from the attack, was left defenseless as Swablu landed a direct Peck right in the chest. The moth fell to the ground face-down, and Iruzja didn't miss a beat. She immediately threw a PokeBall at Dustox and waited for the inevitable clicking sound--that, or the battle she's forced to repeat.
 
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Rin Shavi
Cooking for Three

The sun was shining bright, its rays hitting the trees above, providing comfortable shade for the creatures below. A Pidgey was being roasted on a makeshift spit, and a girl was looking to the sky in wonder. Rin looked back to the spit to see that the Pidgey had been roasted to a glorious golden brown. Feign ran over to the spit, barking impatiently at his breakfast-to-be. Rin got up and started dividing the pieces among the two of them. The two were similar in their methods of eating the Pidgey, they were ravenous and aggressive, ripping it apart. After a short time, the Pidgey was completely devoured and all there was left was the skeleton. Rin let out a satisfied belch and stood up. "Okay, Feign, I need you to stay here and take care of Beau," Rin said, pointing to the Caterpie. "There are three of us now, and Beau is young, I'm going to have to go look for his food." After having uttered those words, Rin ran into the wilderness.

There were several ways Rin traveled through the wilderness, especially areas with condensed tree populations like forests, jungles, and now Route 1, one of which was jumping branch to branch. It's normally incredibly dangerous, but the size of the trees and the number of branches makes it so that she has more time to catch herself if a branch breaks. Now the way I see it, Beau will only need about three berries per meal, so if I find thirty berries, we'll be good for ten days, Rin thought to herself. She headed for a tree and started running up it. Her run then changed to a climb as she took out her knives and started stabbing into the tree, the knives almost acting as makeshift ladder steps that one grabs onto. After reaching a good sized branch, she climbed onto it and put her knives away. She scanned the area below and the tree leaves, but found no berries. She jumped to the next tree not to far away, the branch creaking under her weight. She scanned the area again, this time finding a large knothole in the tree, and inside there were berries. The problem was, guarding the berries were three Spinerak wandering the web covering the knothole. Rin considered taking them down and taking the berries, but it was most certainly more of a chore for them to obtain more than it was for her.

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When around Rin, Beau is very cuddly and affectionate, but around Feign he wasn't so friendly. This was likely because Rin was female and Feign wasn't, and because Feign is incredibly obedient, and despite his gentle nature, he's very defensive of and loyal to Rin, and he'll get aggressive if he has to; that, and he's a naturally ravenous eater, which is a pretty frightening sight. Feign, lying down, looked at Beau. Beau jumped at his gesture and hid behind the spit. Feign then turned and closed his eyes. Beau peeked out from the spit and looked curiously at the Electrike. Beau wandered close, looking at his face, almost as if he were studying it. Feign opened his eyes, and Beau rushed back to the spit. It was a cute display, to be sure. Something rustled in the overgrown grass nearby. Beau bolted towards Feign for protection, and Feign raised his head to the sound. Out of the grass came a Bulbasaur. Feign stood up, but the Bulbasaur wasn't trying to attack, it was simply passing by. Feign looked at Beau and smiled, but Beau quickly bolted back to the spit. More rustling followed, and this time the "visitors" were most certainly aggressors.

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Two String Shots shot out from the grass and embraced Beau, quickly pulling him into the tall grass. Feign stood up and bolted towards the kidnappers. He almost caught up to them when his legs were tied by another String Shot. One of the kidnapping Spineraks stopped to staunch the Electrike, and then it went back to dragging Beau. However, before it could get back, Feign paralyzed it with a Thunder Wave, thus leaving both Feign and the Spinerak immobile. It was a seemingly useless venture, however, as the other Spinerak was still able to drag Beau alone, albeit at a slower pace. Electrike barked angrily in regret, and then whimpered in lament.

...​

The wind blew threw her hair as she jumped from tree to tree, scanning her surroundings for berries, then she was struck by hindsight, making her lose her footing and fall. She managed to catch herself on a branch; it broke, but it made the fall less painful. She then dashed back to the tree where the Spinerak were at full speed. "I can't believe how stupid I was!" she yelled to herself. "Spinerak are Carnivores, they only eat berries for medicinal purposes...they definitely don't need all of those." Almost missing the tree, she slid in an attempt to stop and then bolted up the tree. She returned to the sturdy branch where the knothole was and said "Hey guys, I've returned for th-" Then she stopped dead in her tracks. Inside the knothole was a large white lump. Now, this would be normal in most cases, they are, after all, Spinerak. However, this specific lump had antennae, ones clearly belonging to a Caterpie. The smell emanating from the antennae (as stimulated reaction out of fear) was familiar; It was most certainly Beau. Rin was unable to move, and unable to speak; she was in shock. Then, she let out a blood-curdling scream.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUGH!"

Her eyes became bloodshot, her breathing became heavy and aggressive, her muscles bulged, her judgement became questionable, and her morals were non-existent. "You...you're all dead!" Tears started streaming down her face as memories of the Diglett from the Temple started rushing back. She took out her two knives and held them both in an offensive, yet notably chaotic position. "I'll kill you all, you're all dead!" She was gripping the knives so hard that her hands almost started to bleed, leaving bruises. Her arms moved in small movements erratically and shook vigorously. She destroyed the cover to the knothole, tearing the silk to shreds. The three Spinerak tried to hold her down with String Shots, but she was far too unruly and broke through. She started to attack, but then...a subtle happening. A wiggle. The small lump wiggled, and it caught Rin's eye. Her muscles started to shrink and her eyes regained their natural color. "B-Beau?" Rin said in a hopeful voice. The lump once again wiggled. "Beau!" She said, the streams of tears getting larger. She cut the silk from Beau and hugged him tight. "I'm so glad to see that you're okay!" She exclaimed, as if talking to a child. Beau nuzzled her in response. The happy moment was broken up by an onslaught of Poison Sting attacks aimed for Rin's back. She smiled a devious smile, bearing the attacks. She commanded Beau to use String Shot on the three, and while he didn't tie them all together, he did manage to tag them all with the string. Rin touched the tree, examining it. It was dry, and at the same time it was smooth, it could endure a small fire without being engulfed. She gathered about 10 berries (most of them Oran, but various others) from the knothole and placed them in her backpack. She then took a match out and started to light it, but was overcome by a sharp pain that overtook her body. The poison was circulating. Unlike the "Leech Life Incident", she was still able to move, the poison hadn't reached critical levels, it'd take a little while for that. She lit the match and set the string on fire, burning the three, and distracting them temporarily. She grabbed Beau and jumped to a branch below, but she slipped and fell onto the ground below. It didn't take long for the Spinerak to follow suit, as well as another Spinerak that joined in from elsewhere. Rin needed time to check to see if any of the berries were Pecha berries, and even if they were, she would need time to recover. Beau went to her front as if to protect her. It was one on four, and Beau certainly wasn't the strongest fighter. Suddenly, one of the Spinerak was thrust into one of the trees, fainting on impact. Feign appeared out of the overgrown grass, and went to Beau's side, also defending Rin.

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Feign ran towards one Spinerak, and used Thunder Wave, paralyzing it. One Spinerak leapt towards Feign and was promptly Tackled by Beau. Beau was hit by a Poison Sting, but luckily avoided being poisoned. Feign Tackled the Spinerak Tackled by Beau, but it hung on. Rin finally found a Pecha Berry among one of the berries in her backpack. Even though berries are normally eaten by pokemon and taste disgusting to most humans (however, wild berries are often processed and drunk by humans as drinks), the restorative properties are universal. Rin, however, has eaten berries all her life, and thus she acquired a taste for them. The restorative process started to take place, and even though she wasn't fit to fight, she stood up and readied her fist, unsteady and trembling. She realized her weakness, and sat back down. Beau then knocked out the weakened Spinerak with a Tackle, and Feign did the same with the paralyzed one. There was one Spinerak left, and it was unharmed. It looked scared, and it had every right to be. After all, a strange woman invaded their home, took their food, and almost tried to kill them, ordering her pokemon to knock out her friends (even though they did it on their own). Rin smiled gently, realizing that they did all of this out of necessity, and signaled for it to leave, as it promptly did. She wobbled towards Feign and Beau, the former of which licked her hand and the latter climbing on her shoulder and nuzzling her head with his, and they all started following the path towards Kamen Rock.
 
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Robert Hawkins
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The torch burnt out after around an hour in the chamber. Time seemed to pass at a snails pace as the pokemon and their trainer sat in the dank darkness waiting for dawn. Robert hoped to Arceus his hunch was right.
"Damn, I wish John was here right now….he was always better at deciphering these damn pictograms!" Robert was talking aloud and to know one in particular. The darkness was unnerving and the only indication as to the passage of time was the slow movement of the reflected moonlight across what he expected to be the eastern wall of the chamber. He looked around in the gloom and spotted Magby and Pawniard sleeping in a corner. The soft snores were the only noise that seemed to permeate the deafening silence of the chamber. A smile flickered across Robert's face. "Not a bad idea," he managed to say through a slight chuckle. The laughter seemed to spread out across the room and hang in the stale air repeating over and over again until it faded to nothing. Robert shivered in the cool air before joining laying down to continue his vigil.

"Guys….wake up!" Robert shook his two pokemon awake. His gaze was fixed on the beam of sunlight which now illuminated the opposite wall to that which the moonlight had crawled across earlier. Three objects reflected the light into his eyes as the patch of sunlight moved across them. His hand acted as a shield from the glare as he approached. The three glints of light soon became three glass orbs sat neatly below an engraving in the wall. Robert traced his finger through the faded and worn markings. "I know these markings….I can read this," Concentration was etched across his face as he scratched years of dust and dirt from the engravings to allow him to read them. "Darkness turns to light, Three orb turn to key, Uno Dos Tres…Any ideas?" He turned to Pawniard and Magby as he said this. The two looked blankly at him. "Guess not…Well Darkness to light could mean night to day and three orb to key…well that obviously is referencing these three orbs," Robert picked up the three orbs in one hand as he said this. "What are they keys to though?"
"PAW! PAWNIARD!" Pawniard was jumping up and down in the centre of the room. Robert turned with realisation dawning on his face.
"Of course! Well done Pawniard!" He ran to the trapdoor he had inspected earlier. Looking again at the inscription Robert soon located three small indents. The orbs slot easily into the indents. The three colours matching the faded dye evident on the aging stone upon closer inspection. Robert heard a gentle click as the third orb was slotted into place and held his breath as he and his two pokemon waited to see what would be revealed.
 
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Iruzja Aleksandrov

It was super effective! Click! Iruzja caught the Dustox!
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DUSTOX ♂ Quirky
Shield Dust - Dustox blocks the added effects of attacks taken
  • Confusion
  • Gust

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SWABLU learned ASTONISH!

- 500P
- 1x PokéBall
+ 3x Rations
+ 1x Bottle of Water​



Rin Shavi

- 2x Roasted Pidgey
+ 6x Oran Berries
+ 1x Cherri Berry
+ 1x Chesto Berry
+ 1x Pecha Berry​

But wait!!

[!] [!] [!] [!] [!]
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Robert Hawkins

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+ 850P
+ 1x Red Orb
+ TM70 FLASH
+ 1x Fire Stone​
 

The warden

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Alexander Lance Thornmarsh


The boat journey had been a long three day affair, during which Alex had found that in addition to not having his gun and ammunition he hadn't got his knife and he was largely under supplied in comparison to normal expeditions. He had searched through the equipment given to him and at first thought that some of the boxes must have been missing. The kit that he had been provided hadn't even a bare minimum for survival, let alone exploration and the funding he got was a joke. Several times over the trip he had Jessica try to get in touch with Jude but to no avail. That was after he had shouted at her for removing his gun ammunition and kif form his pack and replacing them with this snivelling thing he had to put up with all trip. First chance he got he was going to sell it and the blasted device that came with it to the nearest trader for a gun. Seriously this was business not some children's adventure.


As it was Alex was enjoying his last few hours of normality, when he was out I the field he didn't miss everyday life. He was probably more comfortable out there than anywhere else but he did enjoy the luxury of a warm shower and a soft bed when he was in town. This morning he was finishing his daily exercise routine, fifty press up and fifty sit ups, it was likely to be his last for a while as he didn't do it when he was busy and he was always busy when he was working. The sun had already risen but they were still a few hours from port, a fact that Alex was annoyed at. He was losing valuable sunlight and as such would have to do more sooner to catch up with the other group. Yes Jude had sent another group ahead of him and they were already exploring the island, if they had travelled out inland upon arrival they could have a good few miles start on him. There was nothing for him to gain worrying about it though, so he packed his stuff and headed for breakfast. He wanted to be away the moment the boat moored if he could so being prepared was the best thing he could do.


The ship moored in the port town of Atara village and as it did Alex pushed his way to the front of the crowd preparing to exit the boat. To say it was a town was a bit funny, it was a small settlement but it was the most crowded corner of the island. It didn't take Alex long to find the market place where he found a stall selling supplies at a reasonable price. After glancing over the price list he spoke with the merchant running the stall.


"Morning." He offered a gruff greeting. "Do you have any guns and ammunition? Also are you willing to buy these off me?" Alex said pulling out the Pokedex and Cubchoo's ball. He released the small Pokemon on the floor where the trader could get a good look at it.
 

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Alan Destin

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A cool, dim light slipped between the curtains as Alan Destin's eyes flickered open, breaking his deep sleep. Having been asleep the whole night, he had not known that the ship had and was subsequently preparing to leave. Unaware of the fact, Alan moved slowly from his bed before starting his typical routine of getting ready for the day. Freshening up and dressing quite quickly, he looked to the small puppy-like Pokemon at the foot of his bed. He was a Poochyena and to be more precise, Alan's new partner on his Pandoran exploration mission. Of course, Alan wouldn't leave the Pokemon with it's original name.

"Haiena," the young man said. "It's time to wake up." Okay, maybe the name wasn't too unique... Nonetheless, it got the job done and his partner didn't seem to be bothered by it.

Merely flicking his ears in response, the hyena-like Pokemon soon attempted to stand, stretching his body as he did so. Looking to his partner with a trustful glance, the Pokemon seemed to make a smile, prepared to leave. The two had only been together for about three days now, but even with that little amount of time, the two had already begun to understand each other's personalities and attributes, and to be honest, that was something extremely needed by partners.

But the two weren't the only ones getting close. For the past three days, multiple other trainers/explorers had been on the same ship, their eyes set on the same objective as Alan has. They were after the mysterious treasure of the ancient Pandoran kings. Though they were essentially enemies, Alan had talked to quite a few of them and while he barely remembered many of their names, October Carter had seemed to stand out a bit. To Alan, she was a pretty nice person, but she also seemed to be one of the only experienced explorers there.

Moments passed before a horn sounded, alerting the young man of the ship's readiness to embark. "Damn," sighed Alan. "It looks like we should be running or we won't make it." Giving his new partner a smirk, Alan moved towards the window, quickly opening it before running down the passage and towards the dock, Haiena right behind him. Below him, Alan felt the ship begin to move with each step, the horn honking more and more before finally reaching the side closest to the dock. "So you wanna jump with me or get in your Pokeball?"

Haiena barked eagerly at his trainer and jumped onto the railing, angling his trajectory before springing towards the dock, landing on all fours. "He thinks it's all a game," said Alan. "If I were to jump straight onto it I'd break my legs." Eyeing the water, Alan positioned himself to jump. "Cannon Ball!"

Within seconds, he felt the sting of impact and the loss of oxygen as he became surrounded by the ocean. Pulling himself upward, Alan coughed a bit of water from his mouth. I probably should have taken a larger breath before jumping, he thought.

Hearing a bark escape from Haiena's mouth, the trainer waded towards the beach, eventually receiving a welcome tackle from the young Poochyena. "You are so freaking restless." Turning his gaze to the embarked ship, Alan smiled, realizing that he could have been heading straight home had he not awoken in time. They probably even tried to wake me, he thought, and I slept right through it. Scolding himself aside, Alan took a few minutes to dry off and assess any water damage to his supplies, which was surprisingly low thanks to the tarpaulin.

Unfortunately, the supplies he did have happened to be low in the first place with only one bottle of water and no food whatsoever. If he was to make a journey through the untamed wilderness, rations may be what he needs the most. Understanding this, the young man made his way to the market which was remarkably close to the port. Seeing that the entire place seemed to be solely comprised of vendor-style stands, he went to the closest one, Haiena close in tow, with a middle-aged man behind the counter.

"Welcome to Pandora young man!" he said. "Feel free to browse my small, but useful supply of supplies. Well, maybe supply of supplies isn't the best words but you know what I mean."

"Maybe supply of items or collection of supplies would be a better word choice," replied Alan before turning to the small collection. It was only comprised of necessities, but that was all he needed right now. "Hmm, could I please have three bottles of fresh water and four portions of rations."

"Of course," said the man. "That will bring your total to exactly 1000P." Smiling, Alan fished out the exact change before trading it for his purchase. Telling the man his thanks, the younger of the two turned towards the temple at the center of village.

It appeared to be a pyramid of sorts, but that also meant that the inside must have some sort of artwork or hieroglyphics. Those two things could possibly give him a hint to where the treasure was. But did other people think the same before me, he thought suddenly. After all, if this was the first thing thought by him, and being as he knew he wasn't the sharpest crayon in the box, others must have. So with that said, Alan made his way towards the religious destination.​
 

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Iruzja Aleksandrov
>> Location: Route 5 <<

The mechanical clicking noise indicating a successful capture was music to Iruzja's ears. From what she saw in the battle, Dustox was a very capable fighter; one who would have outclassed her own Swablu were it not for the type disadvantage. Regardless, she walked over to where the Pokeball fell and picked it up, all the while Swablu stared with curiosity. "Dustox, show yourself," Iruzja commanded, opening the Pokeball. A bright blue beam shot out of the red-and-white sphere, and the beam subsequently materialized into Dustox.

"Dust...?" The Dustox mumbled, his bewildered eyes darting from Iruzja, to Swablu, and back to Iruzja. Now that he wasn't trying to rip Iruzja's head off, she could finally get a good look on him. It seemed Iruzja's knife had cut a fairly big slit through Dustox's upper left wing, and the wound oozed out some kind of white liquid. Dustox made it quite obvious that the wound was painful by making several hissing noises, and Iruzja picked up on his hints.

"You're not any good to me dead," Iruzja said coldly, slipping her hand through her coat slit and retrieving a Potion from one of her seemingly countless coat pockets. "Hold still." Iruzja sprayed the purple medicine on Dustox, using up about three quarters of its contents, before turning her attention to Swablu. After using up the rest of the bottle's contents on the cotton bird, she disposed of the bottle behind a tree and sat down on the forest floor, leaning against said tree. It seemed that this area of the forest was quite sparsely populated, as aside from Dustox she had seen neither hide nor hoof mark belonging to another Pokemon. The perfect place to replenish their empty stomachs.

Iruzja laid out a bag of Rations on the forest floor and opened it to reveal a large quantity of berries, a small loaf of bread and a generous amount of jam. She dumped the berries to the ground for her Pokemon to eat, while she sliced her bread and predictably smeared the jam all over it. It was not very filling without the berries, admittedly, but Iruzja was used to suppressing her hunger on her various explorations. In the back of her mind, she felt slightly proud over the fact that, most likely, few of her competitors could make the same claim.

After the group finished their meal (consuming a bottle's worth of water in the process as well, of course) it became apparent that neither Swablu nor Dustox were very keen on the idea of overeating, as their pile of berries still had quite a number of leftovers. (A/N: Being vague on purpose :p) Iruzja scooped up these remaining berries and stored them in her coat. They would still be good to eat come afternoon, and maybe these were one of those specific kinds of berries her Pokemon encyclopedia mentioned; the ones with curative properties should they be consumed by the Pokemon...well, she would have to seek another's confirmation as she hadn't really paid a lot of attention to their physical characteristics. In the meantime, though, she would pay a visit to Route 1.

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>> Location: Route 1 <<


"Dustox, use Confusion and hold it in place. Swablu, Peck," Iruzja said in a string of commands. The two Pokemon were fighting against a Bulbasaur, one of the many Pokemon they designated as their training targets--victims, if you will--following their arrival on Route 1. The Bulbasaur, after a long and arduous struggle, finally gave in to its exhaustion, letting Swablu's beak drill through its green skin. The impact of the attack broke the force of Dustox's Confusion and sent Bulbasaur flying, before it eventually met a tree bark and fell down onto the ground, unconscious.

"Good, that's enough for now," Iruzja announced, recalling both of her Pokemon into their respective Pokeballs. Dustox and Swablu proved competent enough for Iruzja's tastes, so she eliminated the choice of releasing either of them for the time being. However, the training did tire her, and it's been a while since she last slept, what with all the researching she did on the boat from sundown all the way until sunrise. A small nap wouldn't be such a bad idea, right?

Iruzja strayed away from the main road and climbed up a slope on the right side, in search of a remote location for her to rest undisturbed. In time, to her silent delight, she would eventually reach a clearing through which a fresh water stream flowed. After refilling her empty water bottle at the stream, she found herself a nice, flat bed of grass for her to lie on, and did just that. Iruzja listened to the calming sounds of trickling water, chirping birds and blowing breezes before slowly drifting to sleep. She would wake up at the lightest of anomalies as she was trained to do, of course; but at the moment, only the soothing nothingness filled her mind.
 
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Alexander Lance Thornmarsh

"Hm?" The merchant turned around to see the man standing on the other side of his stall. "No, sorry. No guns. I do have a slingshot I crafted from wood and Caterpie silk though. But... You wish to sell your Pokémon and... oh, is that a PokéDex?" The merchant picked it up and inspected it, pushing a few buttons to see the different options and settings.

"There's a map to see previous towns you've visited, it's got a cell phone function, item descriptions, some games, you can see Pokémon you've encountered... Gee! It even has a TV function if it could pick up proper reception. This is quite a piece of machinery," the merchant looked up at to the man with a grin. As he was about to name his price, the PokéDex made a chirpy noise and he almost dropped it. When he opened it up, there was a pop-up on the screen. The merchant handed it back to the man.

"A message for you."

(read below)



Alan Destin

For being so kind and helping him with his words, the merchant threw in a potion... for free!

- 1000P
+ 1x Potion
+ 3x Bottle of Water
+ 4x Rations​



Iruzja Aleksandrov

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SWABLU learned SING!

- 1x Potion
- 1x Rations
+ 3x Oran Berries​



EVERYONE

A beeping noise comes from your PokéDex. It seems someone has sent you a message!
From: Jude Laughner (07:23)
To: PANDORA GROUP (Iruzja Aleksandrov, Richard Lee Ambrose, October Ca...)
(Click to continue group)
Subject: Good morning all!

Hello, dear friends. I hope you all had an interesting last three days and are well into your adventure to search for the treasure of Pandora. I'm using my satellites right now to see you from above and you all look like you're getting along fine with your Pokémon. That's excellent! They will be your greatest ally and most useful tool to try and survive Pandora. Remember, Pandora is said to be rebuilt by Pokémon, so you may only have one chance to have another Pokémon interpret you plundering their castles.

In other news, you're all doing a fine job so far. If you need any help progressing, do not hesitate to message me back. I am getting different words from different people all of the time on this side and your side of the world. Knowledge will serve you well on your expedition.

Well, that's all! Have a fun day today!
 
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Richard Lee Ambrose


Richard made his way downstairs and handed over his room key to the man behind the front desk of the inn with his compliments. Now it was just a matter of waiting for young Ben to join him and they could be on their way, taking their first steps into the wilderness of Pandora. Richard had read the message sent to his pokedex while he was getting ready, and was doubting his decision to take things slow and steady. Nevertheless, he was still tempted to investigate the temple a little before starting down Route 1...

He could feel the benefits of his early night, both he and his Sentret were well rested. Although she was still sitting atop his head, she was much more energetic now that she had overcome her sea-sickness. She was looking around with keen eyes, often chirruping and trying to draw things to Richards attention. They were getting along well now that she wasn't so horrifically grumpy, and he felt a friendship forming between them. It had been a long time since he'd had a pokemon, and he'd never exactly bonded with the ones he'd had. Perhaps this trip was a chance to change that. It was a chance to change a lot of things.

"Tret. Sen sen."
"I suppose I ought to give you a name other than Sentret, shouldn't I?" He asked the furry pokemon on his head. It was common practice to nickname pokemon, after all.
"Ent." She replied, swatting him in the face with her bushy tail.
"No? You like just being Sentret?"
"Trrrrr." She purred, leaning forward and giving his forehead a lick.

Laughing, Richard shook his head at her antics, promptly earning him another hit from her tail. He would have to try and remember not to make too many sudden head movements so long as she wanted to continue perching up there. He was relieved she was happy enough to keep Sentret as her name, he'd really had no idea as to what else he had been going to call her. With any luck the other pokemon he captured would be similarly minded. If he still had the skills to catch pokemon, that was. He knew he was going to need more than just Sentret to help him along his way. Ideally something strong, to help him with the physical tasks he was too old to manage by himself. And something that could fly, to help him reach things and scout locations…

Well, there was no sense trying to plan things like that out. He would just have to see what he came across and make the most of it. Thinking about the possibilities was making him eager to set off, and he hoped Benjamin wasn't going to sleep in and keep him waiting.
"I wonder what pokemon Benjamin has Sentret. A friend for you, perhaps?"
"Re sen," she replied. Dubiously, perhaps, but he couldn't claim to be an expert at translating the moods of pokemon.
"Well, we'll just have to wait and see I suppose."
 
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