[Game Thread] Pokerole Mystery Dungeon: Primal Shadows

[Dragonstrike]

The whole process of lockpicking of the Treasure Box greatly intrigued her, especially after seeing the slimy residue around keyhole, prompting her to looking at the boneless sea slug with a look of intense curiosity.

"Did you use your body to unlock and release the bindings of this once closed chest? Would it be possible for others to learn how to do the same-similar as you?"

Gastrodon chuckles when asked that.  "Trade secret, I'm afraid!  It's not as easy as you might think to open those boxes!  But to answer the questions, yes, my natural talents are involved in the process of opening the boxes without damaging the contents.  It is also possible to learn how to open the boxes yourself, and there's a lot of different ways to do it, but we're not looking for any apprenticeships right now.  Plus, I don't think you'd be capable of utilizing my methods of opening these things anyways.  Not slimy enough."

Afterward that burst of affection from the mischevious demoness, she'd inspect her newly acquired TM closely and thoroughly trying to figure out what about it called to her so strongly (IE: She Learns Bulk Up from it, but in an accidental way if possible Dragonstrike. After all she doesn't know what TMs are exactly or how they work!). Let her burgeoning curiosity unveil this brick red discs' secrets.....!

It's strange, but just by looking at the disc, Pyra can almost feel the knowledge contained within it, begging to be released and learned.  She just can't resist touching it, trying to break the seal and reveal the hidden contents of the item...

*poke*

And just by merely touching the disc with the intent of learning the knowledge contained within, Pyra suddenly feels like she knows how to use the move Bulk Up, how to hold herself in such a way that she doesn't just appear to be Intimidating.  Flexing her muscles even now, she can more easily feel the raw Strength flowing through them, is more aware of her own Vitality.

A phrase floats to the front of her memory, spoken by the voice of an old man.

'Knowledge is power, as they say.  You would do well to remember that, Pyra, for this world will not take it easy on you if you do not learn.'

But as quickly as the phrase comes to her mind, it disappears just as fast.

The TM loses its color and becomes dull after being used. No longer does it beckon for someone to learn the knowledge contained within.