EPISODE TWO: Temporal Crusader
Hi. I'm Shingou Yarino, who is currently on the verge of becoming a Homonculus, which is a Pokémon-human hybrid. I've fought my first Homonculus a few weeks ago, and I've been trying to look up why and how I'm becoming one for the past few weeks. It turns out that I may get a lot more monstrous in a few years, so I can easily wait. But, something's haunting me. Its the memory of my girlfriend, ex-Sinnoh Pokémon League Champion Cynthia Karashina. Rumor has it she has assumed a new identity after the incident at Mt. Coronet. But one thing's for sure: I'll have to keep fighting to at least get to her, whether she has no memory of me or not! What the hell is this?
"WARNING: Gastrodon-type Homonculus spotted in the vicinity of Grand Lake Hotel." My belt said. It was called a Trio-Belt, after I pressed a button on an arrow plastered onto it. It was created for the sole purpose of creating multi-Formed Homonculi, enabling them to
henshin like I do. Henshin is the Higashi-Miyako compound word for transform, which is actually an Anglexian word. Also, my belt says that I am capable of transforming into three Formes. The next Forme is said to be one unlocked after defeating 1 more Homonculus, and also it is said to be themed after a Pokémon which is related to one of the events at Spear Pillar. It must be Palkia, as I already have Dialga.
For some reason, I started to remember Grand Lake Hotel as the spot where Cynthia and I first met. I was just some random customer, she partied with some 10-year old kid due to the fact he became the new Champion. I'm not really sure about how I came across her, but it was nothing special really. But she tripped, I almost touched her and we both turned red. We managed to ask for each other's numbers, and luckily they weren't fake. Anyway, I bring my Infernape with me, run to the Grand Lake hotel, until I notice something that looked like a Gastrodon went on top of it. But oddly, it was a Western Gastrodon, so I must've wondered how a Western Gastrodon adapted to this area.
But then, I remembered that I was to battle a Gastrodon Homonculus. But could it transform into both Formes or was the Homonculus
two seperate Homonculi? I kept trying to answer those two questions until I landed at Grand Lake Resort. I notice that the lights were blinking on and off in the Seven Stars Restaurant, so I had to go there. I
henshin-ed, ran, and notice that the diners were nearly trashed! Every single guest was injured, and I tried to look at what happened to them. That same slime was on every part of their body. But suddenly, some sort of liquid is turning my armor into a sludge-like blob! And something was wearing a tuxedo and a helmet that could reform itself.
Everytime I got wounded, my blood started to become a little thinner. Eventually, I felt as if something was picking an ice pick through my internal organs: I must've been badly poisoned when that happened to me. "What the hell are you doing to me!?" I screamed. My belt regenerated my armor as the sludge landed all over my body again. I was fully healed and I decided to battle. I treated this fight like an indoor Pokémon battle, with tables, chairs, and bodies for obstacles. At the very least, everyone seemed to have lost consciousness. I nearly lost consciousness, until I noticed that the helmet-wearing tuxedo freak really was the Homonculus.
"Well, I suppose I don't have to let an attack miss anymore. Hit me!" The Homonculus said. I struck but then--"FORME CHANGE!" The Homonculus changed Forme right when I was about to attack! "Well, I suppose I haven't introduced myself. Shingou Yarino, 23, aloof, on the search for his possibly amnesiac girlfriend. You?" I asked. "Samao Futayama, 19, self-centered, trying to take over the world. It won't be like I will EVER have my way here! That's why I'll rule it." I replied, "You don't actually have to rule the world to have your way in life. I bet everyone neglected you just as worse as my friend, Kanato." I then attacked, firing a few Dragonbreaths and Metal-Clawing Samao's face.
"Well, how sad. Looks like you put yourself first, don't you? Well why be someone who fantasizes themselves in a place where you are
literally king and everyone gives you everything, when you can be someone who'll recieve good comments and be praised for doing good?" I broke out. I snapped, with my belt's Poke Ball glowing and ready to finish the "glory" that is Samao! That dreaded "king-hole", I'll hole him in there as soon as I capture him! The cries of Uxie and Dialga rang in the destroyed restaurant. The hotel guests all barged through the door and I had to say, "Everyone! Stand back! This is not a crime scene, this is a battle between two Pokémon-human hybrids! Alright?"
"Dialga, Uxie! Use the Roar of Time and Memory!"
I finally managed to get to this point in the battle. As usual, time stopped, but this time, I used a different approach to weakening the Homonculus. This time, I drew a pentagon across Samao's back, and another on his torso. Eventually, I stabbed him in the chest and time was resored. A blue flash of light was about to restore Samao to his humanhood, and a Poke Ball identical to the one I used last time landed in my hands again. "Spirit Capture!" I yelled. "Spirit Capture." The belt glew. I threw the ball at Samao and his human Forme was restored. I called a nearby Pokémon center to ask if they could send one of their Emergency Staraptors back here, so they could retrieve the unconscious Samao.
I decided to de-
henshin myself, and I used my own Staraptor to fly myself back to Hearthome, because Pastoria already looked crowded, with rain clouds hovering above the city of Croagunks. The Staraptor I used had a history with me: before I became a Rider, it was my HM slave: I often used it to Fly and Defog me to certain locations. It still is, but it is able to use a better move range than before! I often used it in battle, blah blah blah, and I was to battle against Cynthia using my Staraptor. But as soon as Cynthia disappeared, I nearly considered binge drinking and suicide. I also sacrificed battling for a month, until I successfully moved on knowing that I had to do something.
Feeling like I was swindled, I decided to actually make some sweet-and-spicy shrimp-filled Poffins for myself and the Pokémon. Poffins for me, aren't just food for Pokémon. I prefered those types of Poffins only, because they were a regular treat for Pokemon that don't even like any of those flavors, and that they comforted me during Cynthia's disappearance. And with that, I just decided to lie down, eat, and write in this blog all day long until my nerves run out of living cells. Well, I guess this is good night, someone peering through this online journal. Just don't be too candid about my relationship, okay? It IS pretty personal on it's own, but I can assure you, its pretty deep.
I write this entry in electronic ink, and so, good night.
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EPISODE PREVIEW
Hey. Looks like its time to go to Veilstone. I'll be at the Game Corner, I'll be at the Game Corner. But still, why can't I help but see a familiar face there? Oh my gosh, Cynthia, is that you? No? You're not? Wait, you're Shirona? 4-6-7 Shirona? Ohh, alright. But why did you have to use a codename exactly? Are you hiding from anyone at all? I just hope you aren't keeping anything away from me. Wait, enough talk, will I have to battle someone in the middle of the Game Corner? NEW FORME!?
Next up on Kamen Rider Coronet -SINNOH FORME-
EPISODE THREE: Cornerside Bouts