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

[Lord Windos]

Spoiler

"...you can criticize my methods all you like, Weavile, but it doesn't change the fact that my goal is to help you and Reiner with those little problems of yours.  Elders included, among...other things.  One of them being something that has been a thorn in both Reiner's side and mine ever since they were introduced and started causing additional trouble."


I look at Reiner, and he knows what I'm talking about.

"...so you're not fond of them either, huh?  Then what do you propose we do about them?  Can't destroy them, can't leave 'em somewhere and forget about them..."

"...actually, they can be destroyed."

"...what?"

I look at Reiner as he stares back in surprise.

"...oh Dragon Gods, you're not kidding..."


"Indeed.  What I'm referring to, Weavile, is what's known as the Cursed Arms.  18 powerful weapons capable of felling even Legendaries.  Reiner has 3 of them in his possession, Arial has another, and there's a fifth hidden somewhere in the NRF...plus two more in the hands of an entity you do not want to meet but is very interested in meeting you, provided she can track you down.  It is a burden that neither I nor he wishes to be involved in."

(...)

And then I vanish, as if dust in wind.

Reiner has a bad, bad feeling about those images of other worlds blending together.  "...we should probably heed that advice.  Quickly.  Everyone ready to end this little excursion to the NRF?"


[What I did not say is that they will not retain the memory of the boundaries of other worlds blending together.  That knowledge is...a slight tease for the test game I have in mind.   No need for the characters in this campaign to worry about that.] 

For the most part, Weavile didn't deign to react to your response on his criticism, instead focusing on maintaining his renewed aloof/icy demeanor, but you could tell he was listening. Mew, meanwhile, started grower tenser as the Cursed Arms were allude to, her tail twitches beginning to speed up incrementally as you spoke, until she went still as you dropped the bombshell. Even after knowing about that for so long [Relatively speaking], hearing that she could rid the world of some of the abominable Cursed Arms was something that was still a mind/body numbing realization. Which, considering her near emotionless status......yeah, its BIG news to cope with.

She recovered quickly enough, though, and seeing that you were in your own state of shock over the news, closed her eyes and let out a small *Sigh* , before nodding her head.

'...Yes, he isn't. I still have my doubts over whether or not that plan will work how we believe it will, however. Every Legendary and Mythical Pokemon at one point or another has  tried to eradicate the Curse Arms from existence, and that include myself and Arceas herself, but to utterly no avail. More over, its Windos that is enabling this plan of ours, and......they no doubt already have a sundry of machinations in place to account for this, subvert it entirely, or......whatever suits their fancy. So forgive me Dragonstrike if I remain skeptical about me....blasting the Cursed Arms to smithereens.'

'*Sighs* .....Still, if there is even the most slim of chance that this will work......I will take it. Even if it means having to use Genesis Supernova to psychically nuke the NRF, and us having dealing with the ramifications of that decision. Though I believe not one of us will be 'unhappy' to be rid of the place in the most permanent of ways, so that is a side benefit of all this.'

And that's all the semi-sociopathic Mythic had to say on the subject. It was now abundantly clear why she was so 'abnormally' anxious or 'overly' emotional, as having the chance to get rid of some of the most despised items in all of creation when their was none before would shake just about any Legendary/Mythic up. Perhaps in this case its a blessing that the pink panther's feelings were neutered, since who know how'd she react without clinical calmness or logic preserving her...

The black cat burgler pretended that what you said didn't ruffle his feathers in the slightest, but in reality learning about the Cursed Arms in full detail was a......unnerving revelation, to say the least. Your allusion to Alice also sent shivers down his spine, as if someone broke out in a tap dance on his grave. He didn't know who in the heck this lass was, but if her mere mention was enough to give HIM, an Ice type, chills....nope, he wanted nothing to do with her!

(...)

When......that happened and your extra-dimensional entity turned doppleganger just stopped existing, the sly feline uncrossed his arms and let out the breath breath he was holding, muttering something that sound like "Good riddance...." under his breath. The Divine Pinkness herself seemed to relax marginally, though she seemed/felt more Alert now than ever, paradoxically enough.

'Indeed. Let us be done with that Neo Nuclear Disaster waiting to happen, and.......hopefully along with those vile Cursed Arms as well. *Sighs* ....Assuming we can force Arial to hand his over, of course. I'll let you handle that matter, while I marshal my Strength to.......utilize Genesis Supernova.'

"...Yeah, let's get outa here. Sooner we finish all this crazy business of yours, the sooner we can get back to our criminal lives - which I for one would be more than happy to resume. If you ask me, I say this Flower Festival has been too festive, and that's saying something consider all our......past going ons. *Shakes head* Bah.....what a mess this week has been...."

Understatement of the century right there, Weavile.

All that said, you all take your leave from White Space Betix.......

......and promptly find yourself exactly where you were before Dragonstrike whisked you away, only this time Mew and Weavile were out alongside you. The Dark thief wrinkled his nose in distaste at the nauseating smell of dead body, chemical, and faint radiation mixed in the air, before he tugged on your leg and motioned to his Pokeball, a clear indication he wanted to be recalled. The unsympathetic kitten hovered over your shoulder, eyes closed tightly, as if she were intensely concentrating on something. 

Alexandria.....she did a double take, as from her perspective Weavile and Mew just spontaneously appeared in front of her, causing her to look at them in disbelief before doing the same to you.

"Uh......I am seeing things, or did - "

.....aaaand she was violently startled out of her dialogue + train of thought when Arial began raising hell. Lindworm was swift to shush them and give a stern, terse scolding about making a racket in a place crawling with savage, man eating and radioactive monster, but not in time for you and the minotuaress to hear the mad man's full message.

*Rolls*

Fortunately, no Corrupted Nuclear Pokemon come to investigate all the noise he was making. Whew, what a relief!

[......Hm, it appears I still remember the events you were refering too, Dragonstrike. *Shrugs* Not that is matters, as what you do with your own universe is hardly my concern, nor do I want it to be. *Sighs* .....Just be a better caretaker of it than Windos, and learn from his mistakes so that you do not end up repeating them yourself.....]

[Normally I'd be slightly amused and offended with what you said Mew, but in this case I believe you have a point, and a very strong one at that. Anyway, things are about to be wrapped up and a bow placed on top, so get everything that needs to be taken care of in the NRF speedily completed. We all want to be done with this ASAP, so let's get kick things into high gear mates!]