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[Game Thread] Pokerole: Mount Coronet Mystery
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(06-08-2019, 08:41 AM)Spiritmon Wrote:

(06-08-2019, 09:14 AM)Dragonstrike Wrote:

The tiny terror gave the ninja a unimpressed look at their implication that the cold weather would do him in (He despises it with a passion, but it ain't gonna kill him!), but in the end he just grunted in ascent and hopped down from his seat to follow them to one of the Center's many private rooms. As much as heading that stupid spook's directions rackled him something fierce, he needed to know more about the job Old Fashion hired him for, and they were regrettably the only source of info. He didn't want to cause another scene/more problems so soon too after the Nurse got onto them too, so for now he would swallow his spite and ill will towards Kogeki like dose of Energy Powder and carry on the best he could in these sorry circumstance. Nothing is ever simple or easy for him lately, bah......

Concerning breakfast, Ran's was a rather hearty affair, as he ordered one large plate full of chipped beef and gravy and another of sour dough pancakes with gooseberries and maple syrup and tucked right into them with slow determination as he listened to the ninja's debriefing. What they initially recounted was old news to him, as he knew as much himself from what he heard back at home from Marlene and the odd rumor/absurd claim he picked up on his travels, prompting the mean midget to huff in irritation in between a bite of flapjacks and a gulp of cocoa. Sure, they mentioned some new strange Pokemon he hadn't heard about before, but beyond that it was the same old, same old. Where they going to get to the actually important Knowledge soon, or was that all the damn creep knew? 

When they revealed how they knew about Primal Rampardos and the whole story that it entailed, Ran's resentful attitude immediately vanished as in the place of shock for a brief instance, with him stopping eating halfway through his meal and swearing softly under his breath as he viewed the scars before he focused his full, unbiased, and undivided attention on the man. 

Strange and savage Pokemon, enigmatic mural on the cave walls that weren't there before (Which eerily coo aligns with his own encounter with a similar mural), the flow of time and the interior inside Mt. Coronet being stretched like a slinky......

The more he heard, the more he was began to feeling an dread inkling, a dire suggestion, and a ominous foreshadowing. He was not a hundred percent sure of what, per say, as he didn't have enough details/concrete evidence yet to solidify and bring together those vague and hazy hazing thoughts/feelings/premonitions into an actual hypothesis/idea of what in Arceas' name was going on. 

He was certain of a few things, though: this situation was big, BIG trouble , and that the job he let himself be signed up for was going to be hard and hardly uneventful.

'......Oh boy. This....this is going to be just like one of those perilous mysterious adventures I've read and heard about, isn't it? .......Fuck. Fuck fuck fucking hell. *Mentally frustrated sighing* I never get any easy work these days. Hellfire and brimstone, I swear its like I've been cursed by a Legendary, or something. *Aggrieved Sigh* Probably a Heatran, in that case. Maybe I shouldn't have been poking around their homestead for one of them, if bugging them caused the molten lot of them to make my life interesting in all the wrong way. Bah.......!'

By the end of Kogeki's recollections (And Karen's, which were certainly food for thought too), Randolph had been spending several minutes in deep (and brooding) thought as he listened on and then deliberate over which and what he was going to start questioning first, which mostly consisted of him staring down at his breakfast with a most serious, grumpy, and seriously grumpy expression. 

Then, at long last, he let out an almost explosive *SIGH* as he closed his eyes and started to kneaded the bridge of his nose for a bit, until he stopped and fixed the ninja with long, disgruntled (Not at them, surprisingly), and just plain unhappy look, his frown light but prominent and his eyes both tired yet enlivened.

".....Yes, I do, with my first one being thus: what the ever loving god damn are we being hired in the first place for? If this problem is big and bad enough to spook Miss Blondy herself, then why hasn't she, the Elite Four, or that new champ have done something about it themselves? The strange time and space bullshit happening inside Mt. Coronet sounds like something that bunch of crazed fanatics Team Galactic would be responsible for, or Palkia and Dialga themselves deciding to randomly appear and screw around in there for some reason. Or worse. The sort of stuff that is right in their territory, and right out of wack for us. So explain to me why WE'RE handling and sussing out this biiiig, grand problem, instead of the hotshot elites of Sinnoh?"

.....Good question, Randolph. Well?
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RE: [Game Thread] Pokerole: Mount Coronet Mystery - by Lord Windos - 06-08-2019, 01:02 PM

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