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

[Lord Windos]

Welp, back into the pokeball Ribombee goes, then.

Now, back to the situation at hand...

'Well, spill the beans about this 'Riza' then.  Don't have all night.'

I let out another throating chuckle, causing you and your pet fox to instinctually shiver, though the later was awfully confused why they felt cold for a moment.

Hehehe....well, since you ask so sweetly, how can I resist expounding on the tale of dear old Riza? Its a rather short story, all things considered, but their are enough details in it that will leave you oh so very sastified - or at least that is what I hope, heheheHA! As I've told you, the Vampire serial killer's true name is Riza Bete, and she's been culling the populous of pretty and strong women for about.....oh, say 7 or 8 years, give or take a month. Before she became a reinterpretation of her nameshake, however, she was what you would call a 'gutter child' of Kalos, one of the unfortunate orphaned children that had escaped social services at an early age to live on the streets. A phenomina I find entirely loathesome and regrettable, but one that persists regardless of the measures I take to prevent it, but I digress, and I don't believe you are interested in learning more about my 'job' , if you would call it such.

Little girl had managed to save/steal enough money to acquire a few Pokeballs and supplies before escaping her foster care facility at the age of 7, which quite frankly understaffed, overpopulated, and completely destitute, so the street afforded her more opportunities for a better life, as deplorable as that statement is true. Caught a Wurmple that would become her Beautifly, and managed to stumble onto her Shedninja after finding it floating around an abandoned playground, and together they spent the next 7 years making a meager living do all sorts of things. Robbery, petty theft, small errands or jobs no one would ask question about a little girl doing, the occasional Pokemon battle....those sorts of thing really. Hard life, yes, but she was content with her lot, and was much more fortunate than her contemporaries in having Pokemon companions on hand.  It wasn't until that Riza stumbled across the corpse of the person that was the last wielder of R.C. - their story is entirely unimportant, and an utter bore too, so no need to speak of it -  in a dumpster she frequented that her life began the downward spiril it was on. Oh, what a lamentable day that was, hehehe!

Being the, hehehe, economical and pragmatic little bugger they were, Riza stripped the man of his cloths for rags and his belongs, and of course ended up with the Bug Cursed Arm in her hands, which I imagine took a liking to her since she didn't end up being eaten by it. Nasty little parasite that weapon is, hmm? Well, once she tested it out on a target and discovered its functions, she was instantly smitten with the power the Arm gave her, and proceed to liberally used it on wild Pokemon and her pickpocket targets. Of course, being the the monkey's paw that all Cursed Arms are, it also instilled upon her the desire to kill more people with it, and using it to strengthen herself ended up weakening her as the power she gained from her victims faded away, drop by drop. Riza knew this, but figured that she could manage the 'side-effects' of her weapon and continue exploiting it to her own end; living on the streets for the better part of a decade redefined what is and is not tolerable to her.

For a little teenager completely in the dark about Cursed Arms and living one of the hardest lives imaginable, she wielded R.E. rather well for a year and a week....but like I said earlier, her life became the epitome of misfortune soon after. On a Monday, she and her Pokemon had run afowel wit the law in a rather disproportionate manner: One girl and her three Pokemon - oh, I forgot to mention she caught her Yanma at some point in time, hehehe.... - vs three Police Officers and their Pokemon. The little cockroach to be was forced to use her Cursed Arm FAR more than what she had deemed 'safe' , and barely managed to power through her opponent and knock them all out. After robbing them blind and escaping to one of her safe havens to lye low for a few days....well, that was when it happen. Once the power she gained from the Police faded, she ended up collapsing in complete pain and exhaustion, her body suffering most adversely from R.E.'s drawback.....until it only grew worse the hidden sideffect of over use kicked in.

I rather not go into detail in this part, as I really can't described what transpired without ending up depicting an extremely graphic and horrific imagine in your mind, and I need you to be sane for the job I've given you, but I believe you are Knowledgable enough to get the idea, little drake. This 'side effect' process continued for days, until the Cursed Arm was finished with the girl and have extracted its price. You see, if the strength [Attribute] drain gets to the point where you can not handle it naturally, R.E. will end up transforming its wielder into a Bug Metahuman that you see before you in order to preserve their life. Metahumans are what could be crudely compared to as a mutant - they have special powers and capabilities beyond that of a what a normal human has - and usually have a close affinity to one Elemental type, though of course their are exception. Technically you and your pet fox are Metahumans, but I wouldn't let that bother you now. Not when their are somany other things for you to worry about, hehehe....

Sadly, the process ended up driving her insane and reducing her Intelligence to that of a high functioning and intuitive but still retarded woman, and instilled upon her the requirement to partially subsist on blood in order to live. Part of that package was also a set of instinct that compeled her to find her own gender and species the preferable prey, of course. And so, after she had recovered from that ordeal, she became the serial killer known only as 'The Vampire'. She ended up traveling to many regions to avoid pursuit and find easy meals, and acquired both Volcarona and Buzzwole along the way, until she finally ended up in you neck of the world. You know the rest of the story, since you are so intimately involved in it now...

Hehehehe.....tragic, isn't it? Yet, one can say she only brought it on herself in the end, so I hardly have sympathy for the woman. What you do with this background knowledge is up to you, but if you want my personal opinion, I'd be more than delighted to give it to you if you ask....