[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Lord Windos]

Kirlia shrugs at the statement, casts a worried glance at the door.  He could easily feel Nathan's worry, panic, insecurity...it was oozing into his emotions as well, though the reasons are different by far.  He very much wished he could actually help Nathan right now...

At the next question, Kirlia has to stop and think for a moment...how does he explain it?  Hmmm...well, maybe if he does that...

Kirlia points at himself.  Holds an arm straight up, lays the other across the top of it, making a T shape.  Leans the top a bit, as if it's tipping over.  Looks a bit sad, feels rather burdened.

Then he points at Ventus.  And Valder.  He would have pointed at Shiva too, but she's not there right now.  Holds both arms straight up, his hands forming the line across the top this time.   No wobbling.  Still feels burdened and sad, but...less so.

And then Kirlia slumps a little in the chair...whew...that was harder than expected, with Nathan's emotions bleeding into his own so easily right now...

The researcher briefly raised an eyebrow at the patamiming that Kirlia doing, before he quickly deciphered the meaning behind their actions as they went through the whole demonstration. Ventus ponders what he's going to say in response to such a startlingly simple answer, until he finally comes up with the right words and say: "So you are saying that we simply need to be their for him, support him in his moments of weakness and help him continue to stand tall? Or in other words, everyone should continue doing such things until he finally able to fully cope with the magnitude of the situation he's in and is better able to manage the stress that comes with it, correct?"

"*Sigh* I thought their would be another solution other than the obvious, no offense Kirlia, but I suppose that simplifies things greatly. All their is left to do is getting Nathan to more readily accept the help of others, rather than bottling it up until he can't anymore." The hand that covered his eye was removed, and now both arms hanging limpy by his side as he tiredly stated at the boy's best friend, words already on the tip of his tongue as he continues to speak. " .....I don't wish to impose upon you, especially since your views of me are not the brightest, but if me, Shiva, Valder, and Heart are going to provide our full aid towards helping Nathan out, he has to be open to such gestures of kindness in the first place. Can you work with him on that, and guide him to either me or Shiva if it seems he's about to suffer another breakdown? That would greatly improve our currently meager efforts, or so I imagine."

After he said this, he noticed how depressed Kirlia was and him struggling to handle his own emotions, causing him to focus a bit attention on his empathy until he found the source of the psychic's mental distortion. "Hmm.....I see that Nathan feelings are bleeding and merging with your own worried ones, Kirlia. If you wish, I could teach you how to block off or numb yourself to outside emotions, so you have some semblance of peace of mind. Distress, wrath, sadness, and other negative emotions proved most troublesome for me to deal with when I was a child until I built enough self control to shield me from the brunt of it, so I understand what you are dealing with right now, and am willing to help if you allow...."

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

It took quiiiiiiite a while until Shiva has depowered herself enough at the Eternal Bonfire. Whoahw, she couldn't have foreseen that she'd up end up joining the joy that subliminally kept the fire burning just like the Chesto Berry twigs and and actually dare to dance there at the Bonfire... The evolution of her blue fae-mouse has kinda taken over her there, as now she was stumbling back in the darkness of the night as well as in now half-dancing moves to the Pokemon Center - that building with the solarpannels not in the middle of village but a little aside - smiling to herself, a new Marill munching on a pirsif berry cookie on her right shoulder and Braixen beside her with his basswood stick enlighted and making a content posture - he never saw Master that joyful to even dance with him at a bonfire, but he certainly enjoyed the attention and almost-magic.

It was easily visible that she had her fun. Things at Stair City were dire, none can decline this, but none would blame her if she'd look into what can be done about easing the situation and SET THESE VINES ON FIRE diminish the threat of the vines tomorrow, or would they? They just arrived at the village a few hours ago... Besides, she still had to tell the others about that plan before it/she'd either got forgotten or too much time is passing.

As expected, none of her party members where in the Lobby anymore. No wonder given it was late - according to her clock on cell 11:41pm - and they where probably tired. Damn, she hasn't even managed to ask Ven whether he'd like to...continue...sharing a room... Eh, nope, they can do so sufficiently in the GPC, if they eventually return to it! For now, a room only for herself sounds good, he might appreciate some alone time meditating the nights away in the peace of the room to compensate and now it was too late anyway. Making a quick stop-by at the PC to swap out Kyuu for that Pineco she captured, she agreed with Nurse Joy to please get a hold of a Pokeball registered to her as she'll pick it up the next morning, before accepting room keys and heading upstairs in anticipation of some rest.

...One thing she noticed as she was looking out of the window - now decorated with a precious new dreamcatcher - of her room after shower and after having feeded dinner to her Pokemon, dressed for the night and wearing that gift towel on her shoulders, though. That was, that she didn't really feel tired now. Exhausted yes, but too awake to head to bed... Must be the aftermaths of the Chesto Berry smoke. Well, she shruged that off and simply decided to make the best out of it, and that was placing herself on the table of the room and creating a plushie out of that fluff her Cottonee shared! Casual activity was likely to bring her down, and Marill just watching what Master was doing there while occasionally huggng her with the hand she got thanks to evolution kept her smiling.

If looked closely enough, that plushie resembled a small Whimsicott - inspired by the cotton lining the sky chapel.



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Mechanics:
End of her day. I like the suggestion of a Crafts Diceroll for that plushie she crafted - the better the roll, the cuter the result!~ Still going to sell it for agreed 250$ when visiting the General Store the next day.

[Iron]

After he said this, he noticed how depressed Kirlia was and him struggling to handle his own emotions, causing him to focus a bit attention on his empathy until he found the source of the psychic's mental distortion. "Hmm.....I see that Nathan feelings are bleeding and merging with your own worried ones, Kirlia. If you wish, I could teach you how to block off or numb yourself to outside emotions, so you have some semblance of peace of mind. Distress, wrath, sadness, and other negative emotions proved most troublesome for me to deal with when I was a child until I built enough self control to shield me from the brunt of it, so I understand what you are dealing with right now, and am willing to help if you allow...."

Kirlia shakes his head at this. To share the emotions of his trainer is his very nature, as much a part of him as his hands or dancing feet.

I think Kirlia was pantomiming something other than your guess, but I'll let Dragonstrike take care of that. 


Crafting roll: (1)(5)(4)(1)(6)(6)(3)(6)(2)(4) - 5 successes. That's pretty darn cute! Shiva captures all the whimsy of the Whimsicott. This is worth $300.

[Dragonstrike]

I think Kirlia was pantomiming something other than your guess, but I'll let Dragonstrike take care of that. 

Kirlia shrugs at Ventus's guess.  It's kinda close, but...not quite exactly what he was trying to communicate.  He does nod at Ventus's request, but he'd rather things not get to this point again if possible...

[Iron]

I think Kirlia was pantomiming something other than your guess, but I'll let Dragonstrike take care of that. 

Kirlia shrugs at Ventus's guess.  It's kinda close, but...not quite exactly what he was trying to communicate.  He does nod at Ventus's request, but he'd rather things not get to this point again if possible...

I agree with this action, as Kirlia knows it's best for Nathan if Nathan gets help whenever he enters a breakdown. 
Trying to fix the situation by changing Kirlia, however, is unlikely to work.

[Spiritmon]

Spoiler

(I will presume this scene happens when Ventus hands out the 700 Poke to you, and before Nathan has a fainting spell?)

*Flashback?*

The Pokémon researcher give them a look of mild surprise at the news of the collector capturing a native Unova species, until a wide smile breaks out across and he clapped his hand together in delight at their accomplishment. "Oh, you capture a Tynamo here in the swamp? Wonderful news my friend, especially since I don't recall the species being native to these parts of the world! Then again, the same could be said for my dear Lilith (Who he had recalled after all the unwanted attention she was attracting), so I guess this just another surprise that Cheshire had in store for us!" Ventus said, before he puts a hand on his chin and ponders what he recalls on the Tynamo line and other Electric types that had the same evolutionary requirement.

"Hmm.....as for evolving it, I've heard trainers and researchers using Magnets and electricity generated from other sources to stimulate the produce of electricity in these Pokémon, so that option could work. I've also heard rumor of a specialized procedure where they hook up a Pokémon to a custom circuit and force a current throught it until it began to produce its own energy, with specific circuit breakers in place that block man made electricity but not Pokémon generated source to prevent it from just channeling the energy it receives, but I doubt we have the resource or time on our hands to set something similar up."

"What else, what else....oh, I've heard that teaching the Pokémon a powerful Electric TM move also greatly helps in evolving them, but that option is a rather pricey one unless you are willing to barter away some of your Rare Pokémon to obtain one. Being surrounded by technology greatly increase the evolution time, but given that we are in the middle of a mostly pre industrial village, that won't help you either. Finally, their is also repeatidly practicing with its innate Electrical moves in and out of battle until they finally acquire the ability, a fairly time intensive task but one that is gariteed to eventually produce result. Ah yes, and before I forget Nathan has his own Joltick that he's trying to evolve, so he might have brainstormed some methods I have forgotten! *Takes a deep breath, before giving Heart another smile* That's all I am able to recall right now, I'm afraid, but I do hope that what little advice I have to offer is of use to you!"

*End Flashback?*

*Flashback*

"So I might need some pratic until I can make him evolve...Well I think I can try that." Heart then squeeze Ventus hand. "Thank you a lot my friend! Since its too soon to sleep I think I will work in train Tynamo a bit to let him train his control over his energy. Its worth a try I guess." 

*Flashback end*

Then Heart follow a good place to train Tynamo. They find some place to train a bit. Then Heart release Tynamo and Koa and begin the training. "Okay Tynamo, we begin a training to make you learn how to control better your energy and how to produce it. Koa, since you are a dragon, you will be a good challenge for Tynamo. Dont use stronger attacks, just focus in avoid his attacks. Tynamo, focus your energy. Not Lethal moves please. Charge your attacks and do you best! Well then...lets begin!"

Action: Begin the training session to helps Tynamo how to produce his energy!

[Iron]

The new day dawns with a deep, deep hummmmm, a long and meandering mystical almost-tune. Then rattles join in for a time, from all the little huts on the north side of Arrowroot - cha RICHICHICHICHICHICHICHICHIchichichichichi chi chi. You can hear a few radios begin pattering on the south side from the more modern buildings and the Pokemon Center. Finally, deep, broad drums join the music from the Eternal Bonfire - BOOM ba ba BOOM ba ba BOOM ba ba. Politoed and humans work these massive brass and hide instruments.

Far away in the North, a tiny tiny answering hum can be felt in resonance, but only if you stand near the big boulders around the Eternal Bonfire. All over the Swamp, the Mamo are performing their morning ritual.

The sun cuts through the haze, and you can see just how fragile Arrowroot Village is, surrounded by marshlands on every side. Route 10 is a mere ribbon of civilization leading to a muddy dot piled with sticks and concrete.

[Dragonstrike]

For a time, it was just dark.  Quiet.  Uneasy.

And then there were flames.  Vines, writhing among the crimson blaze, seemingly not caring for the intensity of the heat.

A building, fine one moment, destroyed and covered in burning vines the next...and then they continue to grow...spread...until everything is covered in a thick blanket of green...

And above it all...a Claydol wearing a crown, every one of its eyes open, all staring at the same thing...

...him.
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Nathan awakes with a start in a cold sweat.  Was it...just a nightmare?

...

He looks around...he remembered...reading those estimates, and then...

...

Where's...where's Kirlia?

...

Nathan sits up in the bed and hugs his legs...Kirlia would come...he'd be here...everything would be fine...right?

...

He doesn't really want to get out of the bed right now...

[Iron]

No sooner has Nathan thought that when Kirlia is there in a flash. He has a gritty pumpkin donut for you.

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

Well, this was PURE CULTURESHOCK for a particular female fae-Trainer who has been peacefully snoozing so far in a cozy bed belonging to a dorm of the Center, all while softly cuddling both a Snivy-Plush and an overly vivid wad of cotton. Lints of white fluff where scattered over the table where now a small and rather succeeded plush of a Whimsicott throned.

That hum was the first thing she heared and what softly awoke her, but given it was way to early yet, Shiva only turned around and cuddled up deeper into the pillows (or into Ven, if he'd be there). Rattles didn't impress her much either, the ring of them was pretty sharp in the ears though... However, when THE DRUMS came, she jolted awake and almost fell from the bed and got herself hurt as she made her way to the window in a way too hasty manner. Silently grumbling a bit, she moved the curtain covering the windo aside and took a pretty sleepy look outside at the village... Eh, where was she again? There's marshland and such all around... Oh right, Arrowroot Village.

Cottonee placed herself gently onto her Master's shoulder while Shiva was just silently staring outside the window at the village, not minding how messed up her hair currently was. She nudged her Master with a leaf while giving a cheerful chirp to her, which earned no more than an appreciating look from her before she closed the curtain again and turned away from the window.