This world is inhabited by creatures that we call pokemon. People and pokemon live together by supporting each other, but now the scourge threatens the safety of the entire region. Kohaku has become a dangerous place, where children stay at home and only brave souls go adventuring.
Welcome to KOHAKU. Come for the nightmares. Stay for the tea and crumpets.
The season is SUMMER. It is easy for survivors to forage for food from the land, as there are entire abandoned farms ready for harvest. On the downside, you can smell the corpses.
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Felizia had a totally legit reason to be wandering into the old abandoned warehouse. Of course she did! She was just unable to recall what that reason was. Something about… Something.
Wow, her brain really did stop working around midnight. More evidence for that was, despite acknowledging her decrease in brain working stuff, she was still wandering around the warehouse with only a cheap torch for light.
She really ought to get a fire Pokemon, or one that glowed. Instead, for whatever reason, Felizia had chosen her Sandile to accompany her. After all, this was where... uh... Crap. The Sandile had never been here before, had she—wait, what was that sound? A creak here, a creak there, footsteps everywhere. And where the hell had Antila crawled run off to?
Hearing something move closer to her, Felizia spun around and shone the torch at the offender’s face, then almost dropped it on the ground in horrific surprise. “Ohmy—you’re—you’re a person!”
Raph was in the warehouse looking for pokemon. Sure, it probably wasn't the best idea to do it during the night and possibly get arrested for it, but his pokedex was whining with how meager its entries were. He could literally hear it whirring spitefully at him. And pokemon.
So here he was, in the warehouse, with only Elysia and a flashlight for company. Which was quickly running out of battery, flickering in and out omniously before dying with extreme prejudice. To be fair, it had been a few hours since he'd turned it on, but did it really have to die now? Raph scowled, the Absol next to him looking at him with a smug look, saying, "told you so. Now it's back to bed."
"Not just yet," the researcher muttered, before heading off to the first source of light he could see - a small pinpoint that could have been coming off a glowing pokemon. He hoped so, anyway, and even though he tried to be quiet his footsteps they rattled in the still air. So Raph wasn't surprised when the light turned around, although he was when it turned out to be a person. Instinctively he raised a hand to cover his eyes, squinting, while the - woman? - stuttered. "Of course I'm a person, do I look like a pokemon to you?" he asked grumpily, before sighing. "I'm sorry if I scared you, though. I'm Raph, and what are you doing in the warehouse at this time of night?"
Behind the woman, Elysia glared accusingly at Raph, who ignored it rather well, if he did say so himself.
“Yeah, you look suspiciously similar to a Grimer,” Felizia shot back sarcastically at the grumpy old man. She flashed the light back in his face, getting a better look at him. Hmm, apparently having old man coloured hair didn’t necessarily mean he was an old man. It was just as well she hadn’t mentioned that part (although the night was still young… well, more like middle-aged at the moment).
Ugh, all these references to age… what was going on in her head? It was clear that she hadn’t gotten all her sense back, even after the sobering experience of getting a fright.
“I was surprised,” Felizia corrected the Raph guy. She was too scared to let a certain s word be used even if it had been a part of an apology. “People get surprised when other people sneak up on them.” See? Scared had nothing to do with it. Nothing at all.
Eep, there was a sharp sound, kind of like a crunch. Felizia turned and shone her torch in the direction it came from, just in time to see a shadow scurry away. She really ought to have come here in the day time. If she had come here after a good sleep, she’d probably be able to remember clearly why she was even here in the first place.
It seemed like a good idea to avoid the last question, so she turned it around on Raph instead. “You’re the one sneaking around in the dark.” Felizia hadn’t noticed his dead flashlight, of course. “What are you doing in the warehouse at this time of night?”
And where the hell was Antila? Felizia sweeped around the nearby floor with her torch. There was no way a Sandile could have gotten very far.
nette i keep forgetting to ask but should we make this a mod thread too so we get scary wild pokemon encounters?
...A grimer. A grimer, really? "Yeah, I'm totally a grimer. I sneak up on people and scare them for fun," he snapped. Raph has always hated being mistaken for something he isn't, and the fact that it's late at night and he wants some damn pokemon for his damn forlorn pokedex isn't helping, either.
At the sound of something behind the person in front of him, though, makes him narrow his eyes and motion towards himself. With reluctance, Elysia slinks out from the crates she'd hidden behind, every motion showing that she was annoyed. Raph ignored that and addressed the next question thrown at him instead. "Pokemon," he says simply as he starts to look around them in the dark again, as if the one word explains everything. It does, and if she didn't understand that, that wasn't Raph's concern.
His eyebrow twitched, though, when he realized something. "What's your name, anyway?" he asked, annoyed. He can't just call her "that girl right in front of me" forever, after all.
dizzy hnggg this is late but if you wanna make this into a mod thread that's fine with me :3
“Evidently.” And more quietly Felizia couldn’t help but, rather immaturely, add. “You smell like one too.” As if she didn’t need to remind herself again why her brain didn’t work at this godforsaken hour; usually that comment would have been far too childish for her. It was a line toddlers could come up with for crying out loud.
She kept shining her torch around, eyes peeled for trouble, and maybe even for her Sandile if she could keep her mind off the idea of wild Pokemon attacks. For what must have been the hundredth time she wondered why she hadn’t come here in the daytime with a clearer head.
A little late (because she swore she just saw something out of the corner of her eye), she answered the name question. “I’m Felizia. You?” In her tiredness she expected an old man name to go with his old man hair colour. George sounded old man-ish enough if you said it the right way. Or Constantinople. (Wait, was that even a name?)
There were more sounds, but this time when Felizia shone her torch the Pokemon didn’t move. It just blinked at her. “Where’ve you been?” Felizia scolded her Pokemon. “Come here right now.”
the crates stacked in the warehouse warped and changed. they disappeared from view all of a sudden, and a pokémon stepped out of the darkness. tendrils of dark energy seemed to snake from a corner of the warehouse, trying to snare its prey and tie the creature down, but the prey had managed to escape its hunter.
glancing over its shoulder, the electabuzz panted as it fell to the ground, snarling at the darkness. it glanced up, and immediately saw two humans -- its eyes narrowed, and electricity started to crackle in the air as it drew static off the ground.
Raph raises an eyebrow. "You're certainly not doing any better," he retorts before she turns away from him. There's a pause, though, before she answers his question, and the researcher files the name away with long-practiced ease. "You can call me Raph," he says, and looks curiously as a pokemon appears out of the darkness.
It's a sandile. Raph hasn't seen one yet, so quickly he takes out his pokedex and scans it. What it manages to get is scant, but he'll take what he can get. It's not like he can't retake it later, anyway, and so it's with a pokedex in hand that he sees the electrabuzz striding up to them, air crackling. With a disregard for his own safety Raph walks up to it, a safe distance away only at Elysia's urging, and takes an entry. Because pokemon.
Felizia snorts. Oh har har. She isn’t going to humour him with a response to that… mostly because a good retort doesn’t come to mind, not one that she likes anyway. She does repeat his name though, “Raph… maybe,” sounding it out and trying to decide if it sounds like an old man’s name. The verdict, as you’d have guessed, was an indecisive maybe.
(Arceus she needed some sleep.)
Then there’s the crackle. Felizia looks up to see the Electabuzz. It didn’t look particularly happy.
“Your stench must’ve attracted it.” Late was better than never.
She only briefly considers being a nice person and helping out with fighting the Electabuzz, and in the end turns her attention back to her Sandile who had started to wander off again (in the opposite direction of the Electabuzz, oddly enough). “Hey, where d’ya think you’re going missy? Come back here.” Jeez, what she’d give for a Pokemon that’d actually stay put.
the electabuzz cocked its head at the sight of the pokédex. what was this strange thing? it had never seen one before. the electabuzz's fists crackled with electricity as he sent a wave of electricity towards the ... pokédex?
electabuzz hit by quick attack electabuzz used shock wave on pokédex
what added insult to injury was this fact: shock wave never missed. while the quick attack came and caught it in the torso, it didn't matter to the electabuzz. what it was curious about was the pokédex, and no absol was going to stop it from advancing upon the device.
Raph ignored the fact that Felizia insulted him again in favor of examining his pokedex. It had managed to load the information on the electrabuzz before it was damaged too badly, thankfully, and hastily the researcher put it away before the electric-type could do any more harm to it. Elysia, annoyed at the wild pokemon, attacked it again as Raph brought out another pokemon - it seemed as if Felizia and her sandile wouldn't - couldn't? - help, after all.
absol used detect absol used razor wind
shuppet came out shuppet used screech 8knfHrkl <85 lowered def shuppet used ominous wind
What a double stroke of luck; the Electabuzz ignored her and the Raph guy did too (but Felizia preferred to think of it as him not really minding the insults). She didn’t pay either of them attention either until she pinned her Sandile’s tail under her foot. That ought to keep the little bugger from wandering off.
Then she glanced back at the battle and out came her inner back-seat driver. “Use a ground type already.” Said the girl who already had one out. Even her Sandile picked up on this. “Cream it.”
..."use a ground type pokemon," said the one with a ground type already out. Raph was annoyed beyond hell. "Do it yourself," he called back, and turned his attention back to the electrabuzz with temperament issues.
What did he think she was, a trainer? That her Pokemon were for battling? (Of course, there had been no evidence so far that this wasn’t the case so who could blame him). “Antila does not fight,” she informed him in a matter-of-factly way.
Antila, who really didn’t mind getting into the odd scrap, felt bad for Raph and his Pokemon, and decided she would help out.
the sharp blade of wind clocked the electabuzz in the face. the striped pokémon let out a pained howl. and was subsequently punched in the gut. and then sprayed in the face by a lot of sand. and it didn't look very happy after all of that.
Raph was in the warehouse looking for pokemon. Sure, it probably wasn't the best idea to do it during the night and possibly get arrested for it, but his pokedex was whining with how meager its entries were. He could literally hear it whirring spitefully at him. And pokemon. 
...A grimer. A grimer, really? "Yeah, I'm totally a grimer. I sneak up on people and scare them for fun," he snapped. Raph has always hated being mistaken for something he isn't, and the fact that it's late at night and he wants some damn pokemon for his damn forlorn pokedex isn't helping, either. 
