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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The recent days've brought up memories that are better left buried. Elysia, his new absol partner, is just like as the first Elysia - poised, dignified, unwilling to take crap from anyone. It reminds him of fallen Bacchus, the final, horrified look on Mother's face when she realized that all of her pokemon, every single one of them, had succumbed to the scourge.
He's had to put down Elysia, the original Elysia, himself, before she could tear apart a baby togepi that she'd so lovingly protected just moments before.
Raphael looks up to the sky from underneath the branches of the Dream Tree, morelikenightmare, at the orange-laced sky of a setting sun, and feels sick. Elysia, beside him, raises her head and Raphael looks away, trying to pretend that she isn't scourge.
The absol is confused, and with a pad of silent paws she is walking away from the prone researcher.
He watches her leave and tries to stave off the shadows that he sees at the corner of his eye, a dark mass and rotting mess that doesn't exist. It doesn't.
It'd been a long time since Ahuda'd visited the tree, and seeing it now in all of its gigantic glory sent her world spinning on its axis again. The sky fluctuated in a rainbow of colors, shifting every few minutes or so, and as Madonna deigned to stay at the bottom of the tree, resting, the ranger started to climb upwards, higher and higher into the branches and perching on the top precariously.
Here she could see the entire area around the tree, as fantastical and impossible as it was, and as Ahuda leaned back, swinging her feet from where she sat on one of the few branches that could support her weight. It would hurt to fall down from this height, even in a dream, and she'd very much like to stay up here, thank you very much.
Although, the ranger did not appreciate the object the giggling pokemon in the branches above threw at her. At all.
It's been a long time since Verte has last been here. Even longer since she's been here when it was calm and serene, not the windy, wild, violent place caught in a tornado it had last been. Why there had been a weather havoc in the Land of Dreams, Verte didn't know, and she didn't intend on finding out. What happened in dreams stayed in dreams, after all. It doesn't help that she's been getting less sleep lately, or finds herself staring at the ceiling and mind as racing as ever.
But Athena had dragged her here, instead of the black darkness that Verte usually drifted off to, and she'd complied. Why, the trainer didn't know, but she had to admit the soothing wind was nice as it played with her hair, and as Verte finally relaxed enough to lean against the tree, she'd taken a nap within a nap.
Athena had been up to something apparently, however, as when she woke up there was something near her hand. Ah, well, she'd get the Zorua to stop with her thieving tendencies one day - but the sunshine was so nice, and warm...