Aiya Quackform
Her High Quackiness
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- 19
- Years
- Age 36
- In a blue house with a blue window.
- Seen Jan 2, 2009
Hi all! Glad you decided to take a look at my fic. I'm currently posting it regularly on two other forums. So, I'll be posting probably 2 chapters a week here until you're all caught up with the plot. Please do not post comments here, but I would love to read your feedback in the Fan Fic Lounge, a sticky in this chamber.
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Chapter 1
Mari smiled with happiness at the diploma in her hands. She took a bite of food from her plate and savored the flavor. The next few days would go quickly and she wanted to relax while she could.
?Hello, earth to Mari,? said the white haired young man sitting next to her, he had apparently been talking to her while she was zoning out.
?Oh! Sorry, Spencer,? she replied to her brother. ?I?m just really excited, ya know.?
He laughed. ?Well of course you are! This is the night you get your starter Pokemon, after all.?
?Yeah,? Mari giggled. ?And tomorrow I?m leaving for Slateport. Slateport Spence! I can?t believe I?m finally going on my journey!?
?Well, that?ll come soon enough. For now enjoy the party!?
Mari looked around the room with her blue-grey eyes, running her fingers through her shoulder-length blonde hair. They were inside the Pokemon Academy?s cafeteria where all the students were celebrating their graduation. Most were discussing what Pokemon they wanted for their starter, while others were talking about where they wanted to go first.
?Say, isn?t that the founder of the Academy?? Spencer said, gesturing to a tall blonde woman who was in her mid-thirties.
?Yeah, that?s Electra,? Mari replied. ?She?s here to give all the students their Pokemon,?
?You know you?re really lucky, Mari,? Spencer said half-teasing. ?You get to choose from dozens of Pokemon as your starter. When I graduated from Pokemon School, we only got to choose from five.?
She laughed. ?A lot of good it?s doing me, I can?t choose one!? Mari had been thinking for months about what kind of Pokemon she wanted, but simply could not decide. Now that it was less than an hour before she would receive her starter from the Academy, she decided she would take whatever they gave her. As long as it wasn?t Psychic or Ghost, those Pokemon terrified her.
?Miss Donovan,? Mari was startled by a voice coming from behind her. Spinning around, she found it belonged to Electra.
?Oh! Electra!? Mari said, stuttering from nerves upon being approached by the Pokemon Master. ?Hi, how are you??
?I?m fine Miss Donovan, thank you. Might I have a word with you in my office??
?Uh, your office? Did I do something wrong??
?Oh, no, not at all!? Electra said reassuringly. ?There?s just a matter I wish to discuss with you in private.?
?Oh, OK,? Mari replied uneasily. She stood up to follow Electra. Without any further words, Electra turned around and began to walk out of the cafeteria. Mari shrugged at Spencer and left with her.
After a brief walk, they arrived at Electra?s office and entered. Inside in a chair in front of her desk sat a middle-aged man with dark brown hair and glasses. Just behind him peering around his side was a small grey hovering Pokemon. It was not much larger than a basketball and had a shape similar to a balloon, only it had a free, flowing appearance. A pale grey mask surrounded its small black eyes. The man stood up and extended his hand to Mari. ?Miss Donovan, I?m Dr. Ghilbee, it?s nice to meet you.?
Mari nodded and shook his hand. ?Nice to meet you too, Doctor. Please, call me Mari.?
Electra took her chair behind the desk and motioned for Mari to sit. The grey Pokemon came out a little bit from behind the Doctor when Mari sat down, watching her with intense curiosity. Electra began. ?Miss Donovan, I?ve been looking over your school record and I must admit it?s quite impressive.?
?Thank you, but I don?t know how impressive it is,? Mari said meekly. ?My scores are only a little above average.?
Electra shrugged it off. ?Nonsense, they?re a good deal above average. Aside from that, you show a great deal of creativity. That?s why you?re here. You see, Dr. Ghilbee here is a genetic researcher; he?s been experimenting with genetically altering Pokemon to create new ones. These new Pokemon could play important roles in humanity one day.?
Mari looked at the Doctor with some discomfort. Genetic alteration didn?t sound like the noblest cause in science.
By now the grey Pokemon seemed to be getting over its shyness and was slowly coming closer to Mari. She smiled at it.
?Yes Mari,? the Doctor butted in. ?I?ve been working for the last ten years on a specific Pokemon, one that could have a drastic impact on the world. It could help sailors at sea, farmers with their crops, villagers with a limited water supply, and there are dozens of other applications!?
?What kind of Pokemon could possibly do all that?? Mari said half to herself. The Pokemon was now very close to her, and she slowly reached out to pet it. Holding her hand an inch or two away at first, it examined her hand gingerly and smiled in approval. Mari stroked its head gently.
?You?re petting it,? the doctor replied.
Mari started and gazed down at the noticeably small Pokemon. It didn?t seem that it was remarkable in any way except that Mari had never seen anything quite like it, and the courses at the Academy had introduced her to most known Pokemon. ?Don?t take this the wrong way, Doctor,? Mari said, ?But how could this little Pokemon possibly do all the things you say??
Ghilbee smiled at her clearly anticipated question. ?I call that Pokemon a Castform. She is the first of 8 created by my staff and me. Her and the other 7 are all capable of a remarkable feat. They can influence the weather.?
Once again startled, Mari thought a moment about the possible applications of such a Pokemon. She had heard of the moves Sunny Day or Rain Dance, but for a Pokemon to be capable of influencing all types of weather was virtually impossible, at least among natural Pokemon. ?This? Castform as you call it, could help sailors at sea by calming storms, help farmers by calling rain and shine according to the need, and supply rainfall to villages in a drought. Incredible.?
The Doctor seemed pleased at her response. ?Precisely. You can also imagine the applications on the battlefield. That?s another interesting aspect of Castform. It transforms according to the weather. The grey form you see now is its standard, or ?true? appearance. In extreme weather conditions, it changes into a different form with a different type. In sunshine it would be a fire type and in rain, water. Those are just two of its known transformations. It?s also possible there are other transformations we have not yet seen.?
Mari sat in her chair, speechless. Such a Pokemon if properly trained could become nearly invincible. If it faces a rock Pokemon, cause it to rain and become a water type. If it faces a bug type, use Sunny Day attack and become a fire type. Again she looked down at the Castform she was petting. She was innocently leaning into her stroking, fully enjoying herself.
?Let?s not be too hasty, Doctor,? Electra intervened. ?I know you are excited about your creation, but let us state all the facts. While it is theoretically possible for a Castform to influence the weather in any way it wanted, absolutely none of them have yet done so. Most can certainly influence the weather, making it hot or drizzle. One of them can even use the full Rain Dance attack, but to be able to cause all kinds of drastic changes in the weather, you are still a good ways off.?
Ghilbee seemed annoyed, but nodded in agreement none-the-less. ?That is why we asked you here, Mari. The only people who have been working with the Castform trying to develop their powers are scientists. We have discussed it, and we want to give a Castform to a trainer who might be able to bring out the full potential of it.?
Mari?s eyes widened, suddenly realizing why she had been called to the office. ?Me?? was all she managed to say. She was no longer petting the Castform, and she floated up, chirping a thank you to Mari and then assumed a position between her and the Doctor.
?Perhaps Miss Donovan,? Electra said. ?The Doctor knows me quite well and that I instruct talented young trainers at this school. So, he asked me for a suggestion on who to give Castform to. You are talented, and I?ve heard that you don?t know what kind of Pokemon you want as your starter. You seemed the perfect choice. If you want, Castform is yours as your starter Pokemon.?
Mari sat in uncertain silence. There was so much to consider. It was an incredible opportunity, but there were so many questions she had. ?Dr Ghilbee, are you really giving me a Pokemon you worked ten years on, or is it just a loan? If I don?t help Castform progress, will you take her away from me??
?All good questions,? he replied. ?In truth, while I do want a trainer to work with one of my Castform, there is another reason. This particular Castform was the first created. She has been with us a long time, and is a very good friend. But she wants to see the world and challenge herself! So, yes, even if she doesn?t progress, she is yours.?
?Dr Ghilbee,? Electra said, ?would you give Miss Donovan and me a moment alone??
Ghilbee seemed as if he wanted to say something, but stopped himself and nodded. He exited the room and took Castform with him.
?Miss Donovan, I can only imagine what must be going through your head right now. But I think that if I were in your place, I might be worried about what taking a man-made Pokemon would mean to my career as a trainer.?
Mari nodded quietly, that was exactly her main concern. A genetically modified ?super-Pokemon? would surely be frowned upon. It might even make her look like a trainer willing to do anything, no matter how unfair or underhanded, to win.
?Well, consider this. Dr Ghilbee is very proud of his creation, and with good reason. But she is not as powerful as he likes to make her sound. As I said before, for the most part the Castform can only vaguely affect the weather, although they do all change with it. At this time, Castform is no more powerful than any other species. But, while she will be far more difficult to train, her potential is far greater as well. Consider her evenly balanced in that respect. Also, Castform is not as man made as Ghilbee likes to make it sound. She is simply a hybrid of several other Pokemon, with some extra modifications here and there.?
?Really?? Mari said, intrigued.
?Yes, Castform is mostly Ditto with some other Pokemon that know Sunny Day, Rain Dance, Hail, etc thrown in. So, you don?t have to consider her completely artificial.?
Mari smiled. ?Thanks, Electra, I really appreciate your help, and your confidence in me. But I need time to think.?
Electra nodded. ?Of course you do! I?ll make this simple. When you come to get your starter, you name either Castform, or one on the official list. It?s as simple as that.?
?Ok, but isn?t Castform privately owned? That would mean I need to sign papers or something to get Castform, doesn?t it?? Mari asked. She remembered something along those lines from one of her classes.
An odd smile flickered across her lips. ?Something like that.? Mari was about to ask just what that something might be but Electra interrupted. ?Choose Castform, and you?ll find out soon enough.?
A few minutes later Mari arrived back at the party. Her brother was at the punch table refilling his cup. She scooped up her own cup and helped herself.
?So what was that all about?? Spencer asked.
?Oh, just something about the starters,? she answered.
?Just something, huh?? Spencer chuckled. ?Well, I?m ready to see what Pokemon you end up with, personally. Everyone back home is holding bets.?
Mari smiled at the thought of her family at home in Mauville. ?It?s weird not having them here.?
?Yeah, well, Grandpa Wattie insisted that you start your Pokemon journey by yourself. I was only allowed to come because I?m not a parent.?
?How?s the gym doing?? Mari asked about her Grandpa Wattson?s Gym.
?Pretty good, there?s a lot of new trainers coming through all the time,? Spencer said thoughtfully. ?Over the past month only a few got badges, though. It?s kinda sad.?
?Guests and graduates,? came a voice over the speaker system. ?The time has come.? Electra stood at the podium. ?Will all the graduates now please get in line in front of the podium in an orderly fashion.?
Mari squealed in delight as she hugged Spencer and then practically floated to her place in line. It seemed a year before it was finally Mari?s turn. While waiting, she was deep in thought. Castform was at the focus of her attention. The conversation in Electra?s office kept running over and over again in her head. Indecision clouded her mind. But through it all, she knew deep down already what her decision was.
?Miss Mari Donovan,? Electra announced. Mari?s head shot up as she realized it was time. She approached her teacher with forced confidence. ?What is your decision?? Electra asked.
?Castform, please.? Mari said. This time her confidence was real.
Electra smiled and handed her a blue Pokeball, as were all Academy-issued Pokeballs. ?Mister Max Marimo,? Electra called the next person in line.
Mari was shaking with excitement and jogged to the table where Spencer was sitting, grinning ear to ear. ?Well, whadja choose?? he said.
?Well see for yourself,? Mari announced as she opened the Pokeball. Mari frowned. She tried opening it again. ?It can?t be,? she whispered. The Pokeball was empty.
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Chapter 1
Mari smiled with happiness at the diploma in her hands. She took a bite of food from her plate and savored the flavor. The next few days would go quickly and she wanted to relax while she could.
?Hello, earth to Mari,? said the white haired young man sitting next to her, he had apparently been talking to her while she was zoning out.
?Oh! Sorry, Spencer,? she replied to her brother. ?I?m just really excited, ya know.?
He laughed. ?Well of course you are! This is the night you get your starter Pokemon, after all.?
?Yeah,? Mari giggled. ?And tomorrow I?m leaving for Slateport. Slateport Spence! I can?t believe I?m finally going on my journey!?
?Well, that?ll come soon enough. For now enjoy the party!?
Mari looked around the room with her blue-grey eyes, running her fingers through her shoulder-length blonde hair. They were inside the Pokemon Academy?s cafeteria where all the students were celebrating their graduation. Most were discussing what Pokemon they wanted for their starter, while others were talking about where they wanted to go first.
?Say, isn?t that the founder of the Academy?? Spencer said, gesturing to a tall blonde woman who was in her mid-thirties.
?Yeah, that?s Electra,? Mari replied. ?She?s here to give all the students their Pokemon,?
?You know you?re really lucky, Mari,? Spencer said half-teasing. ?You get to choose from dozens of Pokemon as your starter. When I graduated from Pokemon School, we only got to choose from five.?
She laughed. ?A lot of good it?s doing me, I can?t choose one!? Mari had been thinking for months about what kind of Pokemon she wanted, but simply could not decide. Now that it was less than an hour before she would receive her starter from the Academy, she decided she would take whatever they gave her. As long as it wasn?t Psychic or Ghost, those Pokemon terrified her.
?Miss Donovan,? Mari was startled by a voice coming from behind her. Spinning around, she found it belonged to Electra.
?Oh! Electra!? Mari said, stuttering from nerves upon being approached by the Pokemon Master. ?Hi, how are you??
?I?m fine Miss Donovan, thank you. Might I have a word with you in my office??
?Uh, your office? Did I do something wrong??
?Oh, no, not at all!? Electra said reassuringly. ?There?s just a matter I wish to discuss with you in private.?
?Oh, OK,? Mari replied uneasily. She stood up to follow Electra. Without any further words, Electra turned around and began to walk out of the cafeteria. Mari shrugged at Spencer and left with her.
After a brief walk, they arrived at Electra?s office and entered. Inside in a chair in front of her desk sat a middle-aged man with dark brown hair and glasses. Just behind him peering around his side was a small grey hovering Pokemon. It was not much larger than a basketball and had a shape similar to a balloon, only it had a free, flowing appearance. A pale grey mask surrounded its small black eyes. The man stood up and extended his hand to Mari. ?Miss Donovan, I?m Dr. Ghilbee, it?s nice to meet you.?
Mari nodded and shook his hand. ?Nice to meet you too, Doctor. Please, call me Mari.?
Electra took her chair behind the desk and motioned for Mari to sit. The grey Pokemon came out a little bit from behind the Doctor when Mari sat down, watching her with intense curiosity. Electra began. ?Miss Donovan, I?ve been looking over your school record and I must admit it?s quite impressive.?
?Thank you, but I don?t know how impressive it is,? Mari said meekly. ?My scores are only a little above average.?
Electra shrugged it off. ?Nonsense, they?re a good deal above average. Aside from that, you show a great deal of creativity. That?s why you?re here. You see, Dr. Ghilbee here is a genetic researcher; he?s been experimenting with genetically altering Pokemon to create new ones. These new Pokemon could play important roles in humanity one day.?
Mari looked at the Doctor with some discomfort. Genetic alteration didn?t sound like the noblest cause in science.
By now the grey Pokemon seemed to be getting over its shyness and was slowly coming closer to Mari. She smiled at it.
?Yes Mari,? the Doctor butted in. ?I?ve been working for the last ten years on a specific Pokemon, one that could have a drastic impact on the world. It could help sailors at sea, farmers with their crops, villagers with a limited water supply, and there are dozens of other applications!?
?What kind of Pokemon could possibly do all that?? Mari said half to herself. The Pokemon was now very close to her, and she slowly reached out to pet it. Holding her hand an inch or two away at first, it examined her hand gingerly and smiled in approval. Mari stroked its head gently.
?You?re petting it,? the doctor replied.
Mari started and gazed down at the noticeably small Pokemon. It didn?t seem that it was remarkable in any way except that Mari had never seen anything quite like it, and the courses at the Academy had introduced her to most known Pokemon. ?Don?t take this the wrong way, Doctor,? Mari said, ?But how could this little Pokemon possibly do all the things you say??
Ghilbee smiled at her clearly anticipated question. ?I call that Pokemon a Castform. She is the first of 8 created by my staff and me. Her and the other 7 are all capable of a remarkable feat. They can influence the weather.?
Once again startled, Mari thought a moment about the possible applications of such a Pokemon. She had heard of the moves Sunny Day or Rain Dance, but for a Pokemon to be capable of influencing all types of weather was virtually impossible, at least among natural Pokemon. ?This? Castform as you call it, could help sailors at sea by calming storms, help farmers by calling rain and shine according to the need, and supply rainfall to villages in a drought. Incredible.?
The Doctor seemed pleased at her response. ?Precisely. You can also imagine the applications on the battlefield. That?s another interesting aspect of Castform. It transforms according to the weather. The grey form you see now is its standard, or ?true? appearance. In extreme weather conditions, it changes into a different form with a different type. In sunshine it would be a fire type and in rain, water. Those are just two of its known transformations. It?s also possible there are other transformations we have not yet seen.?
Mari sat in her chair, speechless. Such a Pokemon if properly trained could become nearly invincible. If it faces a rock Pokemon, cause it to rain and become a water type. If it faces a bug type, use Sunny Day attack and become a fire type. Again she looked down at the Castform she was petting. She was innocently leaning into her stroking, fully enjoying herself.
?Let?s not be too hasty, Doctor,? Electra intervened. ?I know you are excited about your creation, but let us state all the facts. While it is theoretically possible for a Castform to influence the weather in any way it wanted, absolutely none of them have yet done so. Most can certainly influence the weather, making it hot or drizzle. One of them can even use the full Rain Dance attack, but to be able to cause all kinds of drastic changes in the weather, you are still a good ways off.?
Ghilbee seemed annoyed, but nodded in agreement none-the-less. ?That is why we asked you here, Mari. The only people who have been working with the Castform trying to develop their powers are scientists. We have discussed it, and we want to give a Castform to a trainer who might be able to bring out the full potential of it.?
Mari?s eyes widened, suddenly realizing why she had been called to the office. ?Me?? was all she managed to say. She was no longer petting the Castform, and she floated up, chirping a thank you to Mari and then assumed a position between her and the Doctor.
?Perhaps Miss Donovan,? Electra said. ?The Doctor knows me quite well and that I instruct talented young trainers at this school. So, he asked me for a suggestion on who to give Castform to. You are talented, and I?ve heard that you don?t know what kind of Pokemon you want as your starter. You seemed the perfect choice. If you want, Castform is yours as your starter Pokemon.?
Mari sat in uncertain silence. There was so much to consider. It was an incredible opportunity, but there were so many questions she had. ?Dr Ghilbee, are you really giving me a Pokemon you worked ten years on, or is it just a loan? If I don?t help Castform progress, will you take her away from me??
?All good questions,? he replied. ?In truth, while I do want a trainer to work with one of my Castform, there is another reason. This particular Castform was the first created. She has been with us a long time, and is a very good friend. But she wants to see the world and challenge herself! So, yes, even if she doesn?t progress, she is yours.?
?Dr Ghilbee,? Electra said, ?would you give Miss Donovan and me a moment alone??
Ghilbee seemed as if he wanted to say something, but stopped himself and nodded. He exited the room and took Castform with him.
?Miss Donovan, I can only imagine what must be going through your head right now. But I think that if I were in your place, I might be worried about what taking a man-made Pokemon would mean to my career as a trainer.?
Mari nodded quietly, that was exactly her main concern. A genetically modified ?super-Pokemon? would surely be frowned upon. It might even make her look like a trainer willing to do anything, no matter how unfair or underhanded, to win.
?Well, consider this. Dr Ghilbee is very proud of his creation, and with good reason. But she is not as powerful as he likes to make her sound. As I said before, for the most part the Castform can only vaguely affect the weather, although they do all change with it. At this time, Castform is no more powerful than any other species. But, while she will be far more difficult to train, her potential is far greater as well. Consider her evenly balanced in that respect. Also, Castform is not as man made as Ghilbee likes to make it sound. She is simply a hybrid of several other Pokemon, with some extra modifications here and there.?
?Really?? Mari said, intrigued.
?Yes, Castform is mostly Ditto with some other Pokemon that know Sunny Day, Rain Dance, Hail, etc thrown in. So, you don?t have to consider her completely artificial.?
Mari smiled. ?Thanks, Electra, I really appreciate your help, and your confidence in me. But I need time to think.?
Electra nodded. ?Of course you do! I?ll make this simple. When you come to get your starter, you name either Castform, or one on the official list. It?s as simple as that.?
?Ok, but isn?t Castform privately owned? That would mean I need to sign papers or something to get Castform, doesn?t it?? Mari asked. She remembered something along those lines from one of her classes.
An odd smile flickered across her lips. ?Something like that.? Mari was about to ask just what that something might be but Electra interrupted. ?Choose Castform, and you?ll find out soon enough.?
A few minutes later Mari arrived back at the party. Her brother was at the punch table refilling his cup. She scooped up her own cup and helped herself.
?So what was that all about?? Spencer asked.
?Oh, just something about the starters,? she answered.
?Just something, huh?? Spencer chuckled. ?Well, I?m ready to see what Pokemon you end up with, personally. Everyone back home is holding bets.?
Mari smiled at the thought of her family at home in Mauville. ?It?s weird not having them here.?
?Yeah, well, Grandpa Wattie insisted that you start your Pokemon journey by yourself. I was only allowed to come because I?m not a parent.?
?How?s the gym doing?? Mari asked about her Grandpa Wattson?s Gym.
?Pretty good, there?s a lot of new trainers coming through all the time,? Spencer said thoughtfully. ?Over the past month only a few got badges, though. It?s kinda sad.?
?Guests and graduates,? came a voice over the speaker system. ?The time has come.? Electra stood at the podium. ?Will all the graduates now please get in line in front of the podium in an orderly fashion.?
Mari squealed in delight as she hugged Spencer and then practically floated to her place in line. It seemed a year before it was finally Mari?s turn. While waiting, she was deep in thought. Castform was at the focus of her attention. The conversation in Electra?s office kept running over and over again in her head. Indecision clouded her mind. But through it all, she knew deep down already what her decision was.
?Miss Mari Donovan,? Electra announced. Mari?s head shot up as she realized it was time. She approached her teacher with forced confidence. ?What is your decision?? Electra asked.
?Castform, please.? Mari said. This time her confidence was real.
Electra smiled and handed her a blue Pokeball, as were all Academy-issued Pokeballs. ?Mister Max Marimo,? Electra called the next person in line.
Mari was shaking with excitement and jogged to the table where Spencer was sitting, grinning ear to ear. ?Well, whadja choose?? he said.
?Well see for yourself,? Mari announced as she opened the Pokeball. Mari frowned. She tried opening it again. ?It can?t be,? she whispered. The Pokeball was empty.