[Game] Lord Windos' PokeRole Adventure: Celadon City Vandel

[Dragonstrike]

Stunned silence...

'Huh...he didn't even give me a chance to tell him that I told the Merchant that the Malcolms are here and apparently associated with the National Guard, and not even that drove them out because they figured they couldn't skip town without getting caught...seems everyone would rather remain blissfully unaware of each other, I guess...Giovanni and Felicia hadn't known about the Merchant, the Merchant hadn't known about the Malcolms, the authorities are still unaware of Team Rocket's presence...heh.  The irony of it all...guess I'm the guy who's telling everyone about each other...'

Reiner looks back over at Rhyper...Rhyxemplar.  Man, that'd take some getting used to saying.  He knew Giovanni's ace was a Rhyperior, but this...this was something else entirely.  

This was likely to make any Rhyperior look like a wimp in comparison.

"Well then...nice to meet ya, Rhyxemplar.  So, can I trust ya to keep me safe should I call on you?  Or smash some fools if that's what's needed?"

[Lord Windos]

Stunned silence...

(...)

Reiner looks back over at Rhyper...Rhyxemplar.  Man, that'd take some getting used to saying.  He knew Giovanni's ace was a Rhyperior, but this...this was something else entirely.  

This was likely to make any Rhyperior look like a wimp in comparison.

"Well then...nice to meet ya, Rhyxemplar.  So, can I trust ya to keep me safe should I call on you?  Or smash some fools if that's what's needed?"

In response to your inquiry, Rhyxemplar grunts, turn towards the polished reinforced aluminum table...and swings its massive bulbous tail at it.

Iron Tail
Accuracy: DEX (4*) + Fight (4) + Brawl (1) + 1 Accu + 2 Single Action - 3 Accu = 9D6 Dice
(5)(2)(4)(4)(3)(6)(6)(6)(2) Its struck a weak point in the structure. Critical Hit
Damage: STR (3) + 4 + STAB + Crit - Vitality (5) = 5D6 Damage
(6)(5)(6)(6)(6) The Sturdy Table is totally obliterated.

The metal Kaiju turns back towards you, points at the mess it made, and then pounds one of his first into the other open palm. Oh. Well, I guess it can.

What Encounter would you like to do now?

[Dragonstrike]

Well, enough goofing around.  Time to get to work.  Time was ticking, after all.  After tracking down Mew and drinking that Carbos, Reiner was feeling pretty stealthy, actually...(Leveling Stealth to 3 for 6 EXP!)...

Except...

WOW, was being in the middle of the city during the daytime different now!  There was...quite a lot he could feel, emotions wise.  It was a bit overwhelming, actually...a little TOO overwhelming...he'd...need some time to get used to this...it probably wasn't ever going to go away, based on what Giovanni had told him...in fact, he didn't think he could properly focus currently with the bombardment of emotions...drat...guess that'd put a damper on anything that required even a modicum of skulduggery...

Hm?  Wait, was that...there was one particular person in this crowd that seemed happier than the rest...Reiner looks in the general direction it's coming from...and there's Emily, skipping off to her usual spot!  

Of course it was her.  Heh.

Maybe a little down time was just what he needed to settle into this...

[Lord Windos]

Using your newfound empathy, you zeroed in on the positively joyous energy you've grown fond of, Emily. Rhyxemplar, meanwhile, is currently following directly behind, stomping after his choosen ward and scaring off any potential neardowell that would dare lay a hand upon them. Conviently for the cat burgliers, the metal Kajui also served as a big massive distraction, allowing them to conduct their favorite hobby with ease!

Weavile's and Felicia's Tag Team Thievery!
Accuracy: Insight (*3) + Knowledge (*3) + Stealth (*3) + Giant Distraction (1) - Shininess (1) - POLICE! (1) = 8D6 Dice
(5)(2)(3)(6)(3)(6)(1)(3) 3 Success
Random Target's Alertness: Insight (2) + Knowledge (2) + Alert (1) = 5D6 Dice
(2)(2)(4)(5)(3) 2 Success

Item: (4) Rarity: (3) + 2

Your cats manage to snag an Speed X from a trainer sleeping off what smell to be a hangover on bench. Passerbys give the woman a disgusted and pitying look, while Felicia just shrugged to herself. Who was she to judge someone by their lifestyle choices?

Emily, recognizing you and the expanded party you had collected in only a couple of day, stops to gawk the group for a moment, before remembering her manners and looked bashful for her flagrant staring, but that expression gave way to bubbly happiness as she rushed over to give you a hug. Rhyxemplar looked to interfere with such a sudden encounter, but relaxed when he realized the mellow body language his master was giving off at the sight of the girl. False alarm, nothing to worry about.

"Mister, you are back, and with plenty of new friends! A pretty, sparkling Persain, looking so soft, cuddly, and beautiful too! And...and...umm, I don't know what this Pokémon of yours is called, mister. Never saw one before, but it looks like a living robot to me! Must be a cool and strong fighter like you, mister! Oh! Umm, sorry for ignoring you like that....I just got too excited for my own good...." She scuffs the ground beneath her feet and looks away from you, realizing her mistake and is unhappy about it.

Felicia, for her part, perked at the compliments lavished by the little girl, adoring the attention from its junior, while Rhyxemplar just grunted in affirmation at their comment. The truth is the truth, and that is that for him.

[Dragonstrike]

"Figured it was about time I paid ya another visit, little miss.  Truth be told, I kinda need a stress reliever right now.  Lots of stuff going on."

Reiner crouches down so he's at eye level with her.  He's talking just a little more quietly now...

"So, let me introduce ya to the new members of the gang.  This Shiny Persian right here is the one ya spotted the other day in the alleys.  She goes by Felicia, and she's really quite sweet when ya get to know her, and not at all dangerous so long as you don't make her angry.  And the big guy behind me is the newest addition.  Just got him this morning, and he doesn't seem to want to get back into his pokeball...Rhyxemplar is what he goes by.  Yeah, as in Rhyhorn and company.  Just between you and me, it seems I've found a new evolution method for Rhydon somehow.  Don't go telling anyone that, though."  He chuckles.

He takes a moment to let Emily gush so he can converse with Mew.  Weavile's just chillin' in the background, as per usual.  Eh, he didn't really need to get involved in all this.  One time was more than enough.

'Hey, Mew, you want to meet Emily?  Discreetly, obviously.  Can't go around flaunting I have a legendary pokemon, after all, but I feel it'd be unfair if ya got left out of the fun.  Recently, you've had a pretty rough time of it too, after all...'

[Lord Windos]

(RAAAAH, the fucking internet ate my post again! I had to retype this from memory, graaah.)'

Pinging Mew with your message, you get an expedient reply in turn, informing you of their opinion: 'The girl is sweet, and an absolute joy to be around, but I'm not so sure its a swell idea to introduce a Legendary like me to someone that is just barely an adolescent. I trust that she can keep a secret if we pressed her, but she highly liable to start to pseudo worship me the moment I leave my ball. She's at a young enough age where beings like us can leaving highly indeliable impressions upon her, but old enough to make choices that will dictate and alter the very course of her life. I don't want start he on the path to becoming a Mew Fanatic, let me tell you, and neither do you! There is also the fact that, while you can easily communicate with me for whatever reason, not everyone has the same level of tolerance. I'm liable to give her migraines if I started brainstorming message for her, and worst case I put her in a happy little coma for who knows how long. I'm just comfortable chatting with you and the rest of the group I'm now a part of, thank you! Its not like I've been a glutton for conversation for the past few decades, anyway...'

Emily, upon realizing that THIS was the very same Persain she saw a couple of days ago, she went over to it to give it the mother of all pet downs! Most would think Felicia would just use Scratch to ward off such affections, but in an twist of expectations, she fully gives into the rubbing and ear scratches, letting out deep rumbles of pleasure from the sensation. She even turn over on her back and let the girl give her belly a good petting, the most vulnerable part of a feline's body! It was official: this fussy cat was a bonifide child loving cat, and she fully enjoyed her time with the little girl.

Weavile, for his part, was glad that he was being ignored by both females for the time being, so he could finally relax a bit....until he felt Rhyxemplar pick him up by the scrutch of his neck and softly toss him over by Emily's side, immediantly pulling the attenston of both girls on him as they began to assault him with pats, pets, and rubbings. The artic cat gave a betrayed looked to the metal Kajui for his action as he was sawddled with affection, but the metal monster just grunted and turned around to its former watch. Weavile was in a more defensible position by the girls and his master, so that is that, even if the black cat prefers to be alone. Oh, and because it amused him. That too.

[Dragonstrike]

'I never said you had to meet her as the legendary Mew, but alright.  If you're more comfortable with staying in there for now, then that's fine.'

Reiner chuckles when he notices Weavile's been thrown into the mix.  Rhyxemplar might be a bit gruff, but it was good to see he took his job seriously.

"So, get any good drawings in lately, little miss?"

[Lord Windos]

'I never said you had to meet her as the legendary Mew, but alright.  If you're more comfortable with staying in there for now, then that's fine.'

Reiner chuckles when he notices Weavile's been thrown into the mix.  Rhyxemplar might be a bit gruff, but it was good to see he took his job seriously.

"So, get any good drawings in lately, little miss?"

'Haaa....sorry Reiner for nagging your ear off. I'm just...on edge for the time being. I've never been this powerless in my entire remembered existence, so I don't want to cause any trouble that is beyond my ability to fix. Maybe...maybe next time,' Mew said, before you were left alone with your thoughts once more. Spending time with Emily was doing wonders for your new found empathy, as being around such an unabashedly cheerful person helped soothe the worst of the emotional overload you briefly experienced. With time you'll eventually adjust to the newly acquired 6th sense (along with a possible 7th, if you develop telepathy on top of your other Blessings), and operate at full mental capacity without the trippy sideffects!

Those seven little words you intoned to the small girl fully caught her attention, causing her to give a few final rub downs to the felines in her grasp- one that was a little mournful of the lost affection, while the other was just glad it was finally over-, before skipping over to Reiner and flipping through her art pad with him. She was beaming with something akin to pride and a whole lot of zeal as she chattered your ear off about the sunsets she sketched, the crowds they depicited, and the occasion rough drafts of Pokémon Potraits she still had in her pad. One picture in particular caught your attention, though: it was a beautiful rendering of a Shiny Ninetales! The ludicrous amount of fine details, the characteristic sketchy and rough colouring in of the kitsune, and the comforting feeling you got from just looking at it....yep, she's definitely improving her craft.

However, at the sight of that picture, she suddenly starts to sulk hard, and almost rips the art pad away from you. Emily checked her spike in emotions, letting out a sad yet anger sigh as she looked upon the Fire Fox Pokémon. What the heck was up with that?

[Dragonstrike]

"Something the matter?  It's a beautiful picture, you know."

'Hmmm...this picture probably means something significant to her...maybe that's why it's so much more stunning than the others...'

[Lord Windos]

"Something the matter?  It's a beautiful picture, you know."

'Hmmm...this picture probably means something significant to her...maybe that's why it's so much more stunning than the others...'

Emily let out another angry sigh, check pouted in cute anger, clearly offended by the her gorgous artwork for some reason. Which you are soon privy too, as she beguns to open up about that fox she drew. "Nothing wrong the picture, mister....its the person I drew it for that I'm upset about. He came up to me, heard about how my drawings are some of the best around, and offered to let me draw and color his Shiny Ninetales to see just how good I was. He said if it was really, REALLY good, they would thick about searching for a professional artist to tutor me. So I poured all my effort and passion into this, hoping that it was just PERFECT....and he called it.....he called it trash! 'A waste of good graphite, stencils, and paper over such low quality, fossilized crap!' he said, before almost took my art pad away from me! I managed to stop him by kicking him in the knee, but he threatened to sue me for damages!"

"I...I was so angry that I challenged him to a Pokémon Battle, demanding an apology from him or just pay me for the picture and leave me alone!!! He...he refused, and demonlished both my fighters in a matter of minutes! You know what...you know what he sa..sa...said next, mister. 'Garbage Pokémon for a dumpster artist, the only complementing style in your repiotiore.' He then took all the money I saved up to buy myself a Porygon at the Rocket Casino, and just left! Why...why did he have to be such a meanie!!!" The now distraught girl dropped her sketch pad and just clutched your leg, and bawled right into it. Her own brand of catterwailing drew Felicia to her side, the feline trying her best to soothe her pain, but to no avail. Weavile, even as tacturn as he was normally, couldn't help but get pissed off by what he just heard. He'd seen the quality of her artwork himself, and there was no way in hell that it was as horrid as that flaming arsehole claimed! Just who in the right mind would do that to a sweet girl like Emily?!

The Persain mirrored his sentiments exactly, and was doing her best to keep her hackles from rising and traumatizing the poor little girl anymore than she already has. Even Rhyxemplar, the one in the least invested in this situation, just shook his head no at such a story. Bad man should not hurt girl like that, need to be disciplined...

How do you react, mate?