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That's right! After months of planning and waiting, it's finally coming! PMD2. the sequel to the highly anticipated fanfic that had everyone talking has arrived!
I hope everyone enjoys the story, just as much as I enjoy writing it. The first chapter was entirely written by my dialogue, and the game's dialogue will follow in the next chapter.
Here we go! The story of the Mystery Dungeon Realm continues!
Chimchar looked up at the big tent that lay before him. This looked like it was the famous Wigglytuff's Guild the townsfolk had often spoke about. It did seem very decorative.
Not only was the outline of the tent shaped just like Wigglytuff, but there were several touches such as two torches and a totem pole with wooden faces of different Pokémon.
"Okay…" he said, with a big breath, "so this is the exploration team organization that is said to have powerful Pokémon inside, and lots of jobs to take on. I hear that the Wigglytuff who runs this place is very powerful!"
As he said this, he shuddered, terrified of what a slip of the tongue in front of the Guild Master could mean for him.
"But no!" he then said bravely. "I've wanted to be part of an exploration team since I was born, and now I'm old enough to take the challenge! I can't be cowardly! Not if I'm going to be one of the greats! Here I go!"
And he stepped forward, onto the hole that had tied ropes underneath to keep those who came from falling in.
"Who is this?!" shrieked a voice.
"Whoa!" yelped Chimchar, and he jumped up in the air.
"Are you an intruder, or are you here to join our Guild?" "Um…" said Chimchar, a little shaky from before, "I'm here solo to join the Guild's exploration team."
"No can do! We have too many Pokémon to find you a solo position! Come back later with a companion, and maybe we can work something out!" called back the voice.
"But I…" started Chimchar, but then a different voice snapped, "You heard what the footprint expert said! If you're not with a friend, then GET OUT OF HERE!!"
Chimchar yelped, and stepped back. "Oh well…" he said sadly, "I guess I can't join today. I was so sure!"
He took the necklace that he wore around him and set it down in front of him. "If I only had a friend," he sighed, "then I'd be able to join the Guild! Find out what marvelous things lay about in this world of ours, and maybe, just maybe, find the purpose of this stone I've had since childhood! But…"
Then he put his necklace back on and said, "There's nobody that wants to join the Guild with me around here…"
With a sad and heavy heart, Chimchar turned and walked away, trying not to cry over his disappointment.
But there was trouble afoot. From behind some bushes, two slightly bigger Pokémon, a Koffing and a Zubat, came out and watched the Chimchar that was leaving.
"That little twerp's talk about the stone was very interesting," said the Koffing. "What do you think, partner?"
"Yes indeed," sneered the Zubat, "and just imagine what delicious rewards we'd be able to get if we sold off that stone!"
"Or better," said the Koffing, "To see where exactly where that stone leads to, and maybe pick off some of the treasure from that place! Either way, I don't think that Chimchar is very smart on how to properly use that stone."
"Me either," growled Zubat. "To see someone using a cash cow scheme just for the fun of exploration and not for personal gain is simply revolting. It breaks my cold heart."
"Mine as well, partner," replied Koffing, "but don't worry. I think the Chimchar won't mind if we do the exploration world a favor and take that stone from its smelly little hands. Hohohoho!"
"Yes, let's get that stone and get it quick!" chimed in Zubat.
With a nod to each other, the mean crooks began to follow Chimchar's trail.
The shores of the sandy beach were a beautiful sight this afternoon. As the Krabbys scuttled about on the rocks on which they were perched, the foamy bubbles, as they did daily, floated by on the gentle and subtle afternoon breeze, adding to the placating effect. It was so breathtaking it didn't even seem real, like a painting.
But that didn't change Chimchar's happiness when he came down to the beach and saw the bubbles floating by. "Oh wow!" he whispered, "what a pretty sight!"
They were indeed a pretty sight. This was a place untouched by others, unchanged in its natural beauty. The ocean, the bubbles, the sky…everything here had a magic affect on those with low spirits.
"This is where I always come when I'm feeling sorry for myself," said Chimchar to himself. "But like always, it makes me feel good to come here. Being here with nature, part of the wonder, it always manages to cheer me up."
Then, as he was panning his view across the beach, his eye caught something in the distance. "Hey…what's that? What's going on over there? Better check."
He started to walk towards the objects in the distance. But then he gasped. The objects in the sand were figures!
He rushed to the two bodies, which were unconscious. "H-Hey! What happened here? Are you OK?!" he cried. He looked at both of them.
The bodies were about the same size as him, though they were different in terms of appearance. One, who looked a lot like a baby penguin, was blue and had a strange down covering its body, like a small cape. It had a yellow beak and feet, and its head was round. Chimchar could tell that this was a Piplup.
The other figure looked more like a snapping turtle, and had a yellow jawbone and feet pads. Its body was a bright shade of green, and covered by a brow shell with a black stripe and outline surrounding in. It was a Turtwig.
Chimchar noticed something unusual about the Turtwig, as it had a black tuft of hair growing beneath its tiny sapling on the top of its head.
Either way, the two Pokémon were unconscious, and Chimchar couldn't let them lay there, all helpless like that. "Hey, are you OK? Please wake up!" he said, rubbing them both frantically, hoping for a sign of life.
Thankfully, he got a response when the Turtwig gave a small groan, and slowly pushed itself up. Shaking its head, it opened its eyes and murmured, "Oooh…what happened?" and turned to look at the Chimchar.
"Phew!" sighed Chimchar with relief. "I'm glad you're alright. I saw you and your friend lying on your faces, so I thought I'd lend a hand."
After a few seconds, the Turtwig jumped and cried, "A talking Pokémon! Is that even possible?! I don't believe this!"
"A talking Pokémon?" asked Chimchar, confused at his surprise. Every Pokémon in the Mystery Dungeon Realm could talk.
"And you're a Chimchar, too! Oh, if only I had some Poké Balls!" moaned the stranger. "Where are we?"
"We're at the beach," explained Chimchar, "And my name's Chimchar! I'm happy to meet you! So…" he then said, "Where are you and your friend from? I haven't seen you around here before."
"Oh, we're from…" began the Turtwig, but then he stopped. He…didn't know. "What's going on?" he asked. "I don't remember anything…"
Then he smiled and said, "But I suppose that doesn't matter. I know who I am, and who my friend is. My name's Terrence, and that's…" He then gasped as he looked at the other figure laying in the sand.
He jumped with surprise."Oh my gosh! Pippi's been…transformed!" He paced back and forth. "Oh man! When he wakes up, he'll kill me!"
Chimchar gasped and covered his mouth. "He was trying to kill you? Oh, no!"
Terrence turned and laughed. "No, no. I just think he'll be mad when he finds out I'm the only human out of the two of us."
"Wait…" said Chimchar, "You're a human? They don't live in the Mystery Dungeon Realm, and you look like a perfectly normal, if a bit odd, Turtwig to me."
"A Turtwig? Hahahahaha!" laughed Terrence. "I guess you don't know a lot about us humans, but we vastly differentiate from Turtwigs. For example, Turtwigs have no fingers, just feet. Here, let me show you." He held up his…yellow foot.
"What?!" cried Terrence, with disbelief. "My hand! Where is it?!" He frantically looked around for something that could show his reflection. He ran up to a small crater of water.
He looked in, and saw his green face. The only thing human about him was his tiny tuft of hair.
"Whaaaaaat?!" he yelled. "What's happened to me?! Why have I become a Pokémon??!"
Chimchar looked awkwardly at Terrence. "You're the oddest guy I've ever met. You must have hit your head really hard."
Terrence tried to remember what could have happened. He thought back to his earliest thoughts…
"Wha-there's thunder?" "What's happening?! Why is there thunder?!" "We-we're falling!" "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
The thunder was loud, and Terrence could only remember being tossed about by the stormy waters, trying to keep afloat for dear life.
Then…I can't…stay awake. Falling…falling asleep..
Terrence couldn't imagine what could have caused this. He didn't know where he had landed, or why he and Pippi were both Pokémon.
"What's going on?" said a voice. Terrence turned and saw the Pippi-turned Piplup just waking up and walking around. "What?!" he cried. "Why am I in a beach?! Where's the room of colors?!"
Then he turned and saw Terrence. "What the blazes?!" he cried. "Why are you a Turtwig? And who's that Chimchar there?"
"He's a talking Pokémon," said Terrence, "and at the moment, so are you…and me."
Pippi stared at him for about ten seconds. "Are you damaged? Your puny Pokémon brain probably doesn't know much anymore."
Then he turned to Chimchar and said, "My name is Prince Pippi P. Luppington of the Hoenn Springs, and I have been kidnapped by this idiot, thrown into a room of colors, and now have been tossed onto this beach by a stormy ocean. I would like to know if you could help me get back to Jubilife City."
"Jubilife City? Hoenn Springs?" asked Chimchar, baffled. "Just what are you talking about, Piplup?"
"How DARE you call me a Piplup!" snapped Pippi. "You are such a stereotype to call me a Piplup just because I dress in blue."
"But…" started Chimchar nervously, "you are a Piplup."
"That's quite enough!" humphed Pippi. "I need to wash this sand off my face. You can just scamper off to wherever you came from."
And with that, he went to the small crater, took some of the water, and splashed it on his face.
"Now to observe my natural beauty," he said with pride. And he looked in to see a Piplup staring right at him. He paused and said nothing for about thirty seconds.
"AAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUGH!" he suddenly screamed. "AAAAUUUUGH!" He began to start jumping up and down while screaming. Terrence and Chimchar covered their ears.
"My face!" shrieked Pippi, "My beautiful face is RUINED! WAAAAAH!" Terrence decided now was the time to comfort Pippi. "Pippi," he started, "I'm really sorry…"
Just then, Pippi angrily turned around and yelled at the top of his lungs, "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" and began chasing Terrence around the beach.
Chimchar simply watched, with uncertainness in his look. This was too much for him.
"Of all the lame brained, imbecilic, foolhardy dolts I've met, you are undoubtedly the worst…." Pippi went on rambling, while Terrence tried to get away.
After five minutes, Terrence and Pippi were tired of running. "I knew," panted Pippi, "that we should never have trusted that stupid orb…"
"What orb?" asked Terrence.
This sent Pippi into a new rage. "'What orb'?! Do you remember anything that happened before this?!"
Terrence sighed. "No, for some reason," he said sadly. "I feel like I should…" "Of course you should!" snapped Pippi. "You were THERE!"
Then they stopped, and realized Chimchar was still there. "Ummm…" they both murmured awkwardly.
Chimchar laughed and shook his head. "You really are both weird. I can't imagine where you could have come from."
"That really doesn't matter anymore. Hohohoho!" chortled a wheezy voice.
Chimchar turned and saw the Koffing and Zubat from before coming towards him. They came up and knocked him down. Chimchar's stone and necklace flew off and landed in front of them.
"Hey, what was that for?!" asked Terrence crossly, who didn't like others being picked on.
"For ourselves," sneered the Zubat. "And that stone there."
Chimchar cried, "No! My special stone!" The Zubat laughed and picked it up in his filthy jaws.
"This stone will be extra helpful in helping us obtain some special goodies for our trouble," said the Koffing, "We'd like to share them with you, but that's just not the Team Skull way. Off we go!"
And he and Zubat left into a small cave to the left.
"My stone! Give it back!" begged Chimchar. But they were gone.
Terrence and Pippi looked at Chimchar, whose sad eyes began to well up with tears. "Please, you two," sobbed Chimchar, "I've had that special stone since I was a baby! It's very special to me! Can you help me get it back? Please?"
Pippi scoffed. "Even if we wanted to help, we have more important matters on our hands…like the fact that we've become Pokémon!"
Terrence got mad at that. "You be quiet, you spoiled jerk! Chimchar needs help!"
"And being a Turtwig and in a place you don't know isn't one of your concerns?" Pippi asked incredulously.
"We're going to help," Terrence said firmly. "Don't worry, Chimchar. We'll help you get your necklace back."
"Really?!" cried the Chimchar. "Thank you so much!"
"What?" Pippi said, annoyed. "You haven't even thought this through yet…"
But Terrence grabbed Pippi's wing, and the three companions marched into Koffing and Zubat's hideaway, a watery cave filled with lots of Water-type Pokémon.
That's what I've got so far! Tomorrow I begin work on Chapter 2!
I hope everyone enjoys the story, just as much as I enjoy writing it. The first chapter was entirely written by my dialogue, and the game's dialogue will follow in the next chapter.
Here we go! The story of the Mystery Dungeon Realm continues!
Pokemon Mystery Dungeon 2: The Tale of Team Tristar
An Original Story by jb0000612Chapter One
Chimchar looked up at the big tent that lay before him. This looked like it was the famous Wigglytuff's Guild the townsfolk had often spoke about. It did seem very decorative.
Not only was the outline of the tent shaped just like Wigglytuff, but there were several touches such as two torches and a totem pole with wooden faces of different Pokémon.
"Okay…" he said, with a big breath, "so this is the exploration team organization that is said to have powerful Pokémon inside, and lots of jobs to take on. I hear that the Wigglytuff who runs this place is very powerful!"
As he said this, he shuddered, terrified of what a slip of the tongue in front of the Guild Master could mean for him.
"But no!" he then said bravely. "I've wanted to be part of an exploration team since I was born, and now I'm old enough to take the challenge! I can't be cowardly! Not if I'm going to be one of the greats! Here I go!"
And he stepped forward, onto the hole that had tied ropes underneath to keep those who came from falling in.
"Who is this?!" shrieked a voice.
"Whoa!" yelped Chimchar, and he jumped up in the air.
"Are you an intruder, or are you here to join our Guild?" "Um…" said Chimchar, a little shaky from before, "I'm here solo to join the Guild's exploration team."
"No can do! We have too many Pokémon to find you a solo position! Come back later with a companion, and maybe we can work something out!" called back the voice.
"But I…" started Chimchar, but then a different voice snapped, "You heard what the footprint expert said! If you're not with a friend, then GET OUT OF HERE!!"
Chimchar yelped, and stepped back. "Oh well…" he said sadly, "I guess I can't join today. I was so sure!"
He took the necklace that he wore around him and set it down in front of him. "If I only had a friend," he sighed, "then I'd be able to join the Guild! Find out what marvelous things lay about in this world of ours, and maybe, just maybe, find the purpose of this stone I've had since childhood! But…"
Then he put his necklace back on and said, "There's nobody that wants to join the Guild with me around here…"
With a sad and heavy heart, Chimchar turned and walked away, trying not to cry over his disappointment.
But there was trouble afoot. From behind some bushes, two slightly bigger Pokémon, a Koffing and a Zubat, came out and watched the Chimchar that was leaving.
"That little twerp's talk about the stone was very interesting," said the Koffing. "What do you think, partner?"
"Yes indeed," sneered the Zubat, "and just imagine what delicious rewards we'd be able to get if we sold off that stone!"
"Or better," said the Koffing, "To see where exactly where that stone leads to, and maybe pick off some of the treasure from that place! Either way, I don't think that Chimchar is very smart on how to properly use that stone."
"Me either," growled Zubat. "To see someone using a cash cow scheme just for the fun of exploration and not for personal gain is simply revolting. It breaks my cold heart."
"Mine as well, partner," replied Koffing, "but don't worry. I think the Chimchar won't mind if we do the exploration world a favor and take that stone from its smelly little hands. Hohohoho!"
"Yes, let's get that stone and get it quick!" chimed in Zubat.
With a nod to each other, the mean crooks began to follow Chimchar's trail.
The shores of the sandy beach were a beautiful sight this afternoon. As the Krabbys scuttled about on the rocks on which they were perched, the foamy bubbles, as they did daily, floated by on the gentle and subtle afternoon breeze, adding to the placating effect. It was so breathtaking it didn't even seem real, like a painting.
But that didn't change Chimchar's happiness when he came down to the beach and saw the bubbles floating by. "Oh wow!" he whispered, "what a pretty sight!"
They were indeed a pretty sight. This was a place untouched by others, unchanged in its natural beauty. The ocean, the bubbles, the sky…everything here had a magic affect on those with low spirits.
"This is where I always come when I'm feeling sorry for myself," said Chimchar to himself. "But like always, it makes me feel good to come here. Being here with nature, part of the wonder, it always manages to cheer me up."
Then, as he was panning his view across the beach, his eye caught something in the distance. "Hey…what's that? What's going on over there? Better check."
He started to walk towards the objects in the distance. But then he gasped. The objects in the sand were figures!
He rushed to the two bodies, which were unconscious. "H-Hey! What happened here? Are you OK?!" he cried. He looked at both of them.
The bodies were about the same size as him, though they were different in terms of appearance. One, who looked a lot like a baby penguin, was blue and had a strange down covering its body, like a small cape. It had a yellow beak and feet, and its head was round. Chimchar could tell that this was a Piplup.
The other figure looked more like a snapping turtle, and had a yellow jawbone and feet pads. Its body was a bright shade of green, and covered by a brow shell with a black stripe and outline surrounding in. It was a Turtwig.
Chimchar noticed something unusual about the Turtwig, as it had a black tuft of hair growing beneath its tiny sapling on the top of its head.
Either way, the two Pokémon were unconscious, and Chimchar couldn't let them lay there, all helpless like that. "Hey, are you OK? Please wake up!" he said, rubbing them both frantically, hoping for a sign of life.
Thankfully, he got a response when the Turtwig gave a small groan, and slowly pushed itself up. Shaking its head, it opened its eyes and murmured, "Oooh…what happened?" and turned to look at the Chimchar.
"Phew!" sighed Chimchar with relief. "I'm glad you're alright. I saw you and your friend lying on your faces, so I thought I'd lend a hand."
After a few seconds, the Turtwig jumped and cried, "A talking Pokémon! Is that even possible?! I don't believe this!"
"A talking Pokémon?" asked Chimchar, confused at his surprise. Every Pokémon in the Mystery Dungeon Realm could talk.
"And you're a Chimchar, too! Oh, if only I had some Poké Balls!" moaned the stranger. "Where are we?"
"We're at the beach," explained Chimchar, "And my name's Chimchar! I'm happy to meet you! So…" he then said, "Where are you and your friend from? I haven't seen you around here before."
"Oh, we're from…" began the Turtwig, but then he stopped. He…didn't know. "What's going on?" he asked. "I don't remember anything…"
Then he smiled and said, "But I suppose that doesn't matter. I know who I am, and who my friend is. My name's Terrence, and that's…" He then gasped as he looked at the other figure laying in the sand.
He jumped with surprise."Oh my gosh! Pippi's been…transformed!" He paced back and forth. "Oh man! When he wakes up, he'll kill me!"
Chimchar gasped and covered his mouth. "He was trying to kill you? Oh, no!"
Terrence turned and laughed. "No, no. I just think he'll be mad when he finds out I'm the only human out of the two of us."
"Wait…" said Chimchar, "You're a human? They don't live in the Mystery Dungeon Realm, and you look like a perfectly normal, if a bit odd, Turtwig to me."
"A Turtwig? Hahahahaha!" laughed Terrence. "I guess you don't know a lot about us humans, but we vastly differentiate from Turtwigs. For example, Turtwigs have no fingers, just feet. Here, let me show you." He held up his…yellow foot.
"What?!" cried Terrence, with disbelief. "My hand! Where is it?!" He frantically looked around for something that could show his reflection. He ran up to a small crater of water.
He looked in, and saw his green face. The only thing human about him was his tiny tuft of hair.
"Whaaaaaat?!" he yelled. "What's happened to me?! Why have I become a Pokémon??!"
Chimchar looked awkwardly at Terrence. "You're the oddest guy I've ever met. You must have hit your head really hard."
Terrence tried to remember what could have happened. He thought back to his earliest thoughts…
"Wha-there's thunder?" "What's happening?! Why is there thunder?!" "We-we're falling!" "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
The thunder was loud, and Terrence could only remember being tossed about by the stormy waters, trying to keep afloat for dear life.
Then…I can't…stay awake. Falling…falling asleep..
Terrence couldn't imagine what could have caused this. He didn't know where he had landed, or why he and Pippi were both Pokémon.
"What's going on?" said a voice. Terrence turned and saw the Pippi-turned Piplup just waking up and walking around. "What?!" he cried. "Why am I in a beach?! Where's the room of colors?!"
Then he turned and saw Terrence. "What the blazes?!" he cried. "Why are you a Turtwig? And who's that Chimchar there?"
"He's a talking Pokémon," said Terrence, "and at the moment, so are you…and me."
Pippi stared at him for about ten seconds. "Are you damaged? Your puny Pokémon brain probably doesn't know much anymore."
Then he turned to Chimchar and said, "My name is Prince Pippi P. Luppington of the Hoenn Springs, and I have been kidnapped by this idiot, thrown into a room of colors, and now have been tossed onto this beach by a stormy ocean. I would like to know if you could help me get back to Jubilife City."
"Jubilife City? Hoenn Springs?" asked Chimchar, baffled. "Just what are you talking about, Piplup?"
"How DARE you call me a Piplup!" snapped Pippi. "You are such a stereotype to call me a Piplup just because I dress in blue."
"But…" started Chimchar nervously, "you are a Piplup."
"That's quite enough!" humphed Pippi. "I need to wash this sand off my face. You can just scamper off to wherever you came from."
And with that, he went to the small crater, took some of the water, and splashed it on his face.
"Now to observe my natural beauty," he said with pride. And he looked in to see a Piplup staring right at him. He paused and said nothing for about thirty seconds.
"AAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUGH!" he suddenly screamed. "AAAAUUUUGH!" He began to start jumping up and down while screaming. Terrence and Chimchar covered their ears.
"My face!" shrieked Pippi, "My beautiful face is RUINED! WAAAAAH!" Terrence decided now was the time to comfort Pippi. "Pippi," he started, "I'm really sorry…"
Just then, Pippi angrily turned around and yelled at the top of his lungs, "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" and began chasing Terrence around the beach.
Chimchar simply watched, with uncertainness in his look. This was too much for him.
"Of all the lame brained, imbecilic, foolhardy dolts I've met, you are undoubtedly the worst…." Pippi went on rambling, while Terrence tried to get away.
After five minutes, Terrence and Pippi were tired of running. "I knew," panted Pippi, "that we should never have trusted that stupid orb…"
"What orb?" asked Terrence.
This sent Pippi into a new rage. "'What orb'?! Do you remember anything that happened before this?!"
Terrence sighed. "No, for some reason," he said sadly. "I feel like I should…" "Of course you should!" snapped Pippi. "You were THERE!"
Then they stopped, and realized Chimchar was still there. "Ummm…" they both murmured awkwardly.
Chimchar laughed and shook his head. "You really are both weird. I can't imagine where you could have come from."
"That really doesn't matter anymore. Hohohoho!" chortled a wheezy voice.
Chimchar turned and saw the Koffing and Zubat from before coming towards him. They came up and knocked him down. Chimchar's stone and necklace flew off and landed in front of them.
"Hey, what was that for?!" asked Terrence crossly, who didn't like others being picked on.
"For ourselves," sneered the Zubat. "And that stone there."
Chimchar cried, "No! My special stone!" The Zubat laughed and picked it up in his filthy jaws.
"This stone will be extra helpful in helping us obtain some special goodies for our trouble," said the Koffing, "We'd like to share them with you, but that's just not the Team Skull way. Off we go!"
And he and Zubat left into a small cave to the left.
"My stone! Give it back!" begged Chimchar. But they were gone.
Terrence and Pippi looked at Chimchar, whose sad eyes began to well up with tears. "Please, you two," sobbed Chimchar, "I've had that special stone since I was a baby! It's very special to me! Can you help me get it back? Please?"
Pippi scoffed. "Even if we wanted to help, we have more important matters on our hands…like the fact that we've become Pokémon!"
Terrence got mad at that. "You be quiet, you spoiled jerk! Chimchar needs help!"
"And being a Turtwig and in a place you don't know isn't one of your concerns?" Pippi asked incredulously.
"We're going to help," Terrence said firmly. "Don't worry, Chimchar. We'll help you get your necklace back."
"Really?!" cried the Chimchar. "Thank you so much!"
"What?" Pippi said, annoyed. "You haven't even thought this through yet…"
But Terrence grabbed Pippi's wing, and the three companions marched into Koffing and Zubat's hideaway, a watery cave filled with lots of Water-type Pokémon.
That's what I've got so far! Tomorrow I begin work on Chapter 2!
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