ITT: Pokemon are real (An RP thread.)
What's your favorite gym?
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Previous thread: >>9821561
>>9828377
why does anabel ruin everything she touches
>>9828377
We didn't have gyms in Orre, we had Colosseums, and they all sucked.
>>9828377
Mmmmph!
>>9828222
>222
>Cascoon learns a lot as the cloth wins several battles
>+2 levels
>>9828222
>Serious fucking training happening
>Saki making a number on the forest's denizens with Will O' Wisp and Hex
"Bloody hell..."
>>9828331
(You don't suck and your presence makes plots better)
>>9828407
(Get fucked)
>>9828445
>>9828437
Mmmmmph?
Mmmph!
>Happy silkball
>>9828190
(die set down ruined me)
(now i can't hear someone say woah multiple times without thinking about that song)
>>9828294
>she nods
"yeah, something is going on outside"
"i'm worried if that is something bad"
>>9828377
Castelia, because Roxie sucks and that's the only other gym I've been to.
>He's at 4 right now
>Shot number 2: go
>Anabel leaving.
(Can we trade the cipher person in for Annie?)
>>9828531
(She's not leaving tho?)
>>9828303
> Tocks face goes blank for a second as the Skarmony lands in front of her.
"I-i uh... What?"
> The girl starts laughing for a moment, before wiping a tear from her eye.
"N-no, not a trap. If it was a trap I'd have lo-loosened the billboard behind the store and just pushed it on you be-before you... got here... Oh, it's not that I would though, because I'm not here to be a trap. Really, not at all. Ijustreallylikethosescarvesandamtiredofhi-"
> As her speech becomes more frantic in back pedaling, she ends up biting her lip and draws blood.
> The shock of pain draws her out of her tirade.
"O..ow... I-i mean, I'm here... I was hoping it'd be a little bit less attention grabbing situation..."
>>9828531
(I'm pretty sure Anabel's just not posting for the rest of tonight, can we please stop doing this? They said last thread they weren't leaving)
>Vi's distracted.
>Time to explore a cave.
>Rolling for cool shit.
>>9828622
jfc jirachi script much?
>>9828479
>Scan again
>Level 9
"Hell, you are almost there"
"More or shall we go to the pokecenter to rest?"
>>9828671
(Being a fecker much?)
>>9828377
My favorite gym trainer is Ian. Because the Item Store Gym is best gym, and he's best trainer.
>>9828622
>Be the sneaky dragon and follow him
>Rolling for stealth
>>9828673
>Vibrates excitedly
>Looks ready for more
>plot comes up
>shitpost crusade happens
someone summon mahina cro and wipe is from this hell
>>9828578
>77 stares at Tock until she stops talking.
Alright, firstly you need to calm down, you're going way too fast.
How did you know I was here?
>Skarms tilts his head at Tock and lets out a curious screech.
>>9828622
>Some ores and gems and shit.
>Noice.
>>9828753
Not very sneaky, Mal.
>An uncut ruby is held in front of Mal.
How do you like this?
>>9828717
It was a joke bones
>>9828826
(Try again.)
>>9828826
>implying i would ever say fecker
>>9828862
(stop fucking replying to the shitposters.)
>>9828874
(Sorry senpai.)
>>9828822
gib script plz
>>9828732
The traps of the Item Store Gym suck your soul and spit it out back gray and shriveled, so watch out.
>>9828763
"Well, round two"
>Saki seems tired from the last time
>Fail on 0,2
>>9828822
Pretty as fuck. Too bad you ain't that pretty.
>Mal's laugh booms and echoes, the dragon thumping Trace's carapace.
I'm kiddin'
>>9828810
"Calm? Right, calm. I can do that..."
> Tock shakes her head, frizzying her hair even more.
> Returning her gaze back at the pair she gives an awkward smile to the Skarmony.
> This time when she speaks it's very deliberate, almost artificial as she tries her hardest to keep her tempo in check.
"Well, The only direction I gave you was the Bisharp tailor so... I just watched from the alleys for someone to show up, since there isn't a lot of traffic around here at this time... And ehehe, your Skarmony isn't exactly subtle."
> The strangeness of the human slowly shifts from ill-ease to a sickly-calm.
((Rolling for lying about her awareness))
>>9828973
>Not much learned this time
Mmmph...
Mmph? Mrfff...
>>9829003
>Trace chuckles, stowing the rock for safe keeping.
What a nasty tongue you have, perhaps I should take it out?
>The claws are dragged across Mal's chest.
>>9828484
>adri gets out of her shop looking fot the source of the aura
>>9828578
>>9828810
>>9829065
>she sees 77 and tock talking
>she appreaches calmy but not in a sneaky way
>she probably is seen right away by the duo
>>9829105
>The dragon snorts and sticks out his tongue, letting the tip hang down and flick against Trace's crest
>>9829105
>Vi followed Mal to the cave
"Hey guys, what's going on in here?"
I'll check out some of the battle facilities, like that blue guy said!
>Off to the frontier.
>Rolling for success.
>>9829065
I get the feeling you're not telling me something.
Skarms isn't the stealthiest bird, sure, but I-
>>9829155
>The sun reflects off the knifewife directly into 77's eyes.
Fuuck!
>77 looks away for a moment before looking back, this time with his helmet on and his visor down.
Wha...oh, it's you again. Hi.
>>9829092
"Well, that didn't work well"
>Saki is definitely tired now
>Fail on 0,2,4
>>9829240
>The lewd laptop drags the claws further across the scales, stretching up a bit to nibble at the tongue.
>>9829254
...
>Squint.
>Throw bag of gems and stuff at Vi.
>>9829275
What like... James Cameron blue guy?
>He's at 8/15, kinda tipsy but not drunk
>Shot Three: go
par how do i die
>>9829353
you gotta do the thing
>Meanwhile, in Driftveil
>A certain burnt nut is hiding out in the Cold Storage port area with his friend, a mute kip
>Unfortunately, the Cold Storage's proximity to big freezer buildings isn't exactly friendly to the grass-type Chespin... but they don't have very many other options at the moment.
>>9829353
like this
>succs anon's brain from his ear
>>9829337
No! He was blue and had a weird scarf. These battle places are pokephobic.
>Rolling for success in training.
>>9829303
Mmmph...
>Cloth is probably knocked out
>Vibrates anyways
Mmm. Mmph mmm mmmph!
>>9829353
You've got 3 choices
1. Wait for natural causes to get you
2. Put yourself in risky or dangerous situations with the hope that you die doing so
3. Suicide of some fashion
>>9829353
(Quadsfail stairs)
>>9829319
>He slides his tongue into Trace's mouth, grasping and scraping at the crest...
>>9829254
>... and making a grunt of disapproval, glaring at Vi and turning his back to her.
>>9829301
hello, sorry about that
that sometimes happened when i polish my blade head alot
also, hey it's tock
,>>9829065
hey, how are you doing?
are you enjoying the gloves?
i gotta say, they are simple but they look good on you
>>9829389
>15/15, Hilbert is smashed
so he had bleu sikn or whay i dont get it
>Drunk Hilbert is clingy Hilbert
>Time to text Des
des how coeme you fuxking disappear all the rime
>>9829301
>>9829421
> Tock visibly shivers from the accusation, though it is lost in 77s freak out at the reflecting light.
> The intervention of the Bisharp however gives a return to her anxious fumbling.
"O-oh, yes... It's nice to have them back, they really help keep my hands mine... D-did you enjoy the pokeblocks? They were still good right? I mean of course they would be since I double checked to make sure they had a year before the expiration date but I'd just like to make sure that there was no mix ups since sometimes that happens you know, bad packaging..."
> Wringing her hands together, she looks between 77 and the knife pokemon.
"I didn't even realize... Are you two friends?"
>>9829409
>Saki is almost down
"Well, sorry. We have to return t the pokecenter and get healed up"
"First thing tomorrow, right?"
>>9829464
Are you drunk? I disappear so I can make money to actually support myself. I'm not a mooch.
Get some sleep, man.
>>9829464
Drinking alone is no way to be.
>>9829507
>The silkball nods, to the best of his abilities
Mmmph.
>>9829464
Blue clothes! These battles are too easy.
>Rolling for success.
>>9829556
You! Do you know anyone strong around here?
>>9829556
>Beep?
>>9829478
Well i made scarves for him and his friend
They were my first customers
What coincidence
Also the pokeblocks were great, so you don't have to worry about that, and i am glad you are haply with my work
>>9829556
"I wholeheartedly agree."
>John: pull up a seat.
"How's it going, Seb? Sorry I've been out of the house so much, freelance work's been booming."
>>9829421
Uh...it's fine, not really your fault.
>>9829478
>77 doesn't notice.
Um, not really.
I've talked to Adri here for about five minutes maybe, at most.
>>9829517
bitch i might be
des des i couls be your sugar daddy come on
>>9829556
bitxh you thoughht. im fuxkinf drinking with Sliggoo.
>>9829575
handicap yirusekf
>>9829365
>luca is feeling cold too
>he knows it's not the best place but it's good enough for both to be safe for now
PAR would you french kiss a pokemon
>>9829657
Hilbert I'm not forcing you to work more than you already do to support my expensive lifestyle.
>>9829563
"Alright buggo. Lets get some rest and think of a name for you"
>Suddenly remember a thing
>Check the Internet
Are there contests in Unova?
>>9829683
Hell yeah.
>33: Check your messages and fucking sigh.
>Off to keep an eye on 77.
>Rolling for travel time.
Hey... It's everyone's favorite unemployed excon here.I'm stuck on Seafoam island at the moment. Accidentally took the wrong boat. I wish I didn't because it's gonna take even longer to get to IP HQ now.
>>9829683
Fuck yeah, and so would my boyfriend.
>>9829556
>Zip in.
"'Sup?"
>>9829319
>Oof
"Hey, what's this?
>She ignores the lizard
>>9829683
Hell yeah
>>9829683
I don't have lips.
>>9829683
Totally.
>>9829670
>Chespin huddles up to Luca for warmth, as his eyes wander a bit... finally settling on the docks nearby, and the ships docking at them.
>>9829699
Mmmph...
>Silkbug settles down
Mmm?
>>9829754
>ywn make out with a sylveon
>>9829690
des do you even kown heo much money i make
>>9829725
i am dirnkinf water
fire water
>>9829632
>>9829643
"O-oh, well that's great. I'm actually meeting him in hopes of getting one myself... They look...so.perfect."
> Tock starts to stare at the scarf on 77's neck predatorily, her smile cracking across her face.
> She rubs her neck absentmindedly as she does so, before suddenly breaking out of her trance.
"Ehehe, that said... I'm really glad you liked the food. I'd feel bad if I had traded you duds."
>>9829814
Never say never anon.
>>9829575
Define "here".
>>9829595
>Press button on 'dex
>boop.wav
>>9829642
"I wasn't expecting to take more than two consultant tasks a week, and especially not a Saturday"
"Feels odd doing what I actually studied for again, but still better than months ago"
>>9829657
Good thing he's there for any potential messes.
Chance of mess: 99%
>>9829420
>The tongue is lightly tugged on, the claws digging further at his chest.
>>9829720
Gems.
>>9829683
okay, i guess it was only the sun
>>9829683
i would of course, and i already have one in mind of couse~
>adri thinks of hector and doees a sly smile
>>9829829
it's fine
if you want i can make one for you myself
>>9829657
I'll try.
>Do the thing you saw in the training tapes.
>Equip weighted gear.
>Rolling for training.
>>9829868
This forum thing! The humans and pokemon. I seek to become strong.
>>9829868
>Beepety boop.
>Poreh flops against the nerd and gets comfy.
>>9829927
(such meaningful interaction)
>>9829683
I may or may not already and if I have not then I will in the next two hours and that's a promise.
>>9829717
"Social drinking is up. Because drinking alone is lame to be honest"
>>9829768
Try bopping in a bit deeper with the hard light.
>>9829921
I mean your physical location.
>>9829927
>Porehat acquired
>>9829873
>She sorts through the bag, pointedly ignoring the lewdness
"Holy shit... these things are really valuable, I think there's even a straight up diamond in here!"
"You are the luckiest robot alive, Trace, hot damn"
>>9829873
>Mal leans into the touch with a low moan, the claws leaving scores down his chest. His own talons leave deep rakes and scratches on Trace's crest before moving up, marking the top of his shell. The tips of the Metagross' fangs are circled and traced with a flick of the tongue, a hint of the tell tale copper tang of blood hitting both of them.
>>9829973
The battle frontier? Everyone here is way too weak for me!
>Rolling for training, if I get another odd he's going somewhere else.
>>9829809
"Checking a thing, seeing if there are contests in other parts of the world"
>Still checking the internet
>Nimbasa's Musicals
"You really like to dance, don't you?"
>>9829907
>>9829643
>>9829706
> Tock blinks at the offer, before shaking her head.
"No, it needs to be an authentic one. A real one. I can already imagine how nice it would feel around my neck. If it isn't a real one it won't work, it won't help me one bit... N-not that I don't appreciate you're offer... I just need the real thing around my neck."
> She turns back to the agent.
"S-so, there you have it. I'm here, give me the conditions so I can get my own, real, approved scarf."
>>9829868
"Well, I wasn't expecting to be back in my old profession, either, but it's a helluva lot better with friends and family here than kicking around the house alone."
>>9829717
"Hey, Ray."
>Pat the rat.
"Been keeping out of trouble?"
>>9829973
>Porehat thinks a bit.
Hm... I suppose that would work. Well, either way, I just don't have anyone I'm interested in doing such actions with.
>>9829829
>>9830033
(I need to not be so slow, sorry.)
>This time 77 does notice.
>Skarms also notices and backs away, flapping his metal wings and screeching defensively.
You do know we have plenty of these scarves, right?
Anyway uh, I just need you to come back with me to Orre so we can get you through basic training and all that shit, then you can have your own one of these scarves.
>>9829799
>luca feeling a bit warmer thanks to chespin, smiles
"this place is cold, but at least here we can stay a bit warmer
>>9830004
Great. Go sell them.
>>9830022
>The scratches are met with a few low moans from Trace, him marking up Mal's chest with a few more scratches.
>Mal's tongue is gently clamped down on, Trace giving it a small tug.
>>9829973
"Sweeeeet, bro."
>Snug that nerd, sneak some of his drink.
"Bro, like, how's Alola so far, other than the heat?"
>>9830045
"Bro, if 'chu're not interested, like, that's okay. Don't feel like 'chu've gotta. I was like that once, and it was just, like, not satisfying and led to drama."
>>9830033
alright
if you need anything from me i you can just ask me okay
you look cute, and even wearing clothes that are a bit old and ragged, i would think that you look so pretty in a clean and new dress
i guess you sparked my creative mind
>>9830027
>Nods enthusiastically
Mmmmph!
>>9830093
"I can't do that right now, can I? It's late at night, and we're camping out in a cave instead of in town because SOMEONE went and got lost!"
>She tosses a pointed glance at the lewd pokemon
>>9830023
There aren't really that many stronger places, try the Grand Chasm in Unova or the facilities of other regions.
>>9830037
"All it takes is having a few friends and actual family to realize working and wasting your life alone is no way to be. Good riddance to our past lives"
>Drink
"How did you get a house this large, anyway"
>>9830123
>Pretend to not have seen the drink sneaking
>Hug back with the good, not-in-a-brace arm
"Actually understanding why everyone seems so relaxed here, it might be partially because of the heat"
>>9830045
Don't pressure yourself into doing things you don't want.
>A wooden ship docks in Castelia
>A few minutes later, a Zangoose, carrying a heavy bag, exits it
>Fluffles lets out a happy sigh at the sight of the city
"Well, here we are!"
"Castelia!"
"...I wonder where that museum is, though."
>>9830123
>>9830192
>The pory nods at this.
"I wasn't planning on it anyways. ...Also, I'm not really enjoying the increased temperature myself, but that's just me."
>>9830192
This place isn't very challenging. How do I get to another region?
>Get prize money.
>Attempt to figure it out.
>Rollin.
>>9830093
>His breath hitches, smoke pouring from his nostrils when he finally exhales. The tug of his tongue jerks his head forward with it, horns coming to rest against Trace's crest with a clang, locking together slightly. The long, flexible tail of the Charizard coils up Trace's leg, tugging gently towards a more secluded section of the cave, the heat of the flame warming the entire underside of the robot.
>>9830232
Pay ticket, get on boat or plane, it's easy if you have the money.
>>9830225
"Me neither, nor does Hal, but we will have to adapt."
>>9830104
(I'm not participating in that plot with any character, at the moment)
Reminder that all pokemon trainer relationships are for cuddles only!
>>9829868
chance of mess: fxukifn none, only shit im mayeb messing up here are my relarionship s
>>9829921
did it work
>>9830132
>>9830071
> The girl shakes her head at the offer for new clothes.
"Thats... Not the point, I need something to keep my skin right, to keep it feel correctly. These gloves do that... A scarf like that, it could too..."
> "You know we have plenty of scarves, right"
"That's good, then I w-won't be depriving anyone of them!"
> She tries to take a step forward towards the agent, but stops when the skarmony protests.
> Tock takes a visibly frustrated look as the agent instructs her that her scarf would come after training.
"I-i'm agreeing to work with you... Isn't that enough for that scarf right now? Why are you making me wait!"
> Her voice cracks ever so slightly as her agitation grows, the sickly-calm turning into a chilling cool.
>>9830139
"Good!"
>Show the buggo a few videos of the Musicals
"I may have to leave the region, up to you if to follow me and go from contests to these"
>>9830285
sorry it's just me getting a bit over exited about my work
i love making clothes so i end up being a bit pushy with my ideas, sorry
>>9830163
Then explore the cave.
>>9830238
>The robot allows itself to be dragged, giving the dragon some help by following after him.
>Trace gives a slight growl as he nips Mal a few times, licking at the blood.
>>9830192
"Haha, I agree."
>The mention of the house brings a flinch.
"Honestly, this is where Ray and I grew up. I, ahem, inherited it after some family stuff happened. It's a rough story."
>>9830258
Yep, I was too strong for that place. I understand this stuff.
>Gotta pay extra.
>Off to Unova!
>>9830281
Nope, too tough.
>>9830285
>Skarms continues showing distrust by screeching and backing away until 77 pats him on the head.
>77 gets off and takes a couple of steps closer to Tock, taking off his scarf and holding it in the air.
Why are you so desperate for this?
Like I said, you can have one, but you have to earn it first.
>>9830216
>Agger follows close, carrying additional bags
>and a fancy looking mantle
>>9830192
"That, and like, it's beautiful here. And we gotta put on a good front for, like, the tourists."
>>9830367
"Yeeeeeeeah."
>Troubled mouse sounds
>>9830266
Hugs then fugs.
>>9830435
>>9830216
>A Yamask follows, cautiously glancing around.
"I suggest we ask for directions?"
>Rollin'.
>>9830266
Cuddles are great but sometimes, with someone really special, it goes to the next level.
>>9830281
Oh, who's the lucky man
Or mon
>>9830367
"In that case I'm not going to ask further. Unless you really want to tell"
>>9830462
"Definitely not asking further about the house"
>Calm down the mouse with behind the ears scratches
>>9830351
>The dragon raises his head long enough to make sure they're out of their trainer's line of sight before returning to work, a growl of his own reverberating through the metal. Claws follow the seams of the carapace, digging in, pulling, scratching... Meanwhile his tail just gets tighter in its grip on his arm, the smooth scales of the cloaca rubbing against equally smooth metal, hot even for a Fire type.
>>9830435
>Fluffles grunts under his own burden
>>9830489
Oof.
That sounds good.
>Fluffles looks for a map stand or something along those lines
>>9830351
>>9830534
>Vi shrugs, plopping down with her back to the cave wall as she watches the duo go around the corner
>She considers it for a moment, then stays exactly where she is, totally not listening
>Your trainer is a perv, I'm sorry
>>9830489
>Watching
>>9830567
>Further watching
>Small dino too small for map stands
>>9830469
>ywn lay on a bed with a sylveon, licking their fur, giving them kisses tickles and cuddles
>>9830426
> Tock's eyes follow the scarf as if its the only thing in her world right now.
> Her expression can seem to settle on frustration or desperation.
> It's clearly taking every bit of self-control to not jump at the scarf like a child.
"Because it talks to me, something I have a hard time pin down. It might just be a trinket to you, but that kind of peace of mind is priceless."
> Unable to resist her desires anymore, she shakily reaches out to grab the scarf being held out by the agent.
>>9830631
> Pin down
((should be Pinning down))
>>9830627
Not with that attitude!
>>9830521
my roomie maebye i canr fucking tell. when does it srop bejnf casual flort and star t being serious flirt?
>>9830368
boo, try again
>>9830534
>The robot gives a shaky moan, giving the husband's cloaca a gentle prod, obviously he doesn't want to turn him from a hemi into a single.
>The psychic tongue forms again as Trace makes a curious growl, prodding at the cloaca again.
>>9830653
hng look at it's cute butt and face
perfect for smooches
>>9830685
Exactly
>>9830607
>>9830567
>An Archen follows, trying not to drag the stuff loaded onto him.
"Maybe it's this way?"
>>9830732
>delicously french kissing that tongue and touching that fur
>>9830631
>77 moves the scarf away from Tock as she tries to grab it.
There's something off about you.
Hmm. Tell you what, you can have my scarf, but you're going to come with me back to base and we'll figure things out from there.
>77 offers Tock the scarf.
Just...try to stay calm, alright?
>Agent Walker: finally get to the base of Wela Volcano
>Things may be too late to get done today
>>9830607
>Disappointed sigh
They really need to restock this stand.
No maps here at all!
>>9830783
It's worth a shot!
There should be signs and stuff if we get close.
(Sorry I haven't been around today. What's up with Tock? Are they supposed to be scizophrenic?)
>>9830815
Dirty boy wants to suck some Sylveon tongue huh?
>>9830880
>"That was quite a walk wasn't it?"
>>9830672
>A quiet, heady gasp follows the prodding, his tail slacking enough to allow easy access to the engorged slit and the twin tips just barely peeking out. Again Mal drags Trace, backing up until a wing brushes the cave wall, the dragon sitting on the ground with the wall for support. It's difficult, but despite his panting he manages to voice his question... or half of it.
"How're we...?"
>>9830893
"I agree, such things should be far better marked."
>>9830783
"I believe it is the other way, Ruffles..."
>Rollan.
>>9830911
(Psychic, and mentally unstable due to Rocket-flavored shenanigans, I believe?)
>>9830979
yes god
Scientist seeking test subject.
1,000,000P an hour. Apply at Lumiose General Electrics.
Offer only good for the next hour.
>>9830893
>Worried look
>>9831012
>Follow
>>9831005
>The question is quickly answered with a lick from Trace to the slit.
>He gives Mal some support with an arm, getting closer to him to further tongue the slit.
>>9831057
Could you be any more obvious with your traps?
>>9830911
((That certainly seems a fitting description. She is rather unhinged))
>>9830818
>>9830307
> Tock hesitates.
> But only for a moment, before snatching the scarf.
"I... Yes. Yes, that's fine. This scarf... It's perfect. We can go right now even, I have all my things in my bag anyways..."
> After spending a moment, lifting the scarf to her face and carefully rubbing it against her cheek, all of the tension from her aura drains away.
> Her personality snaps back to the awkward but happy mood.
> Tying the scarf around her neck, she smiles at the Bisharp.
"You, dear friend. You're a pleasant omen. I'll make sure t-to pay back the favor!"
>>9831057
Squeek?
>>9831089
We'll be fine!
Plus, if we get lost, we get to see new things anyways.
>>9831012
>Follows
>Signs start to show up, advertising castelia's museum, and guiding the group to it
>>9831042
What would you do to make it happen?
>>9831002
"And this is just to the base, now we have to get to at least halfway up"
"Lets get moving"
>>9831122
>adri is a bit surprised by the sudden change
umm...
thanks?
i'll be waiting for you then
good luck tock
>>9831112
>>9831134
You're burning my time.
>>9831138
"I see it! I see it!"
>>9831012
"We're almost there!"
>Excite Dino: practically bouncing over!
>>9831159
Hi turts
>>9831159
>Disappointed squeek
>>9830911
((I think her first post had her talking about never feeling like she was in the right body. So... Body dysmorphia from hell?))
>>9831174
(Wrong.)
>>9831188
I wasn't denying you. You have to come down and sign an application.
>>9831143
>Valence nods and sets off alongside Walker
>>9831244
(( Seeing the name Valence makes me think of this song https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vDN4L7cAQf0 ))
>>9830659
Check if the feelings persist when not more drunk than a Kantonese salaryman after work.
>>9831122
Well alright then.
>Skarms is not happy about this and is letting everyone nearby know about it.
>Mostly through profuse screeching.
>77 returns Skarms to his ball mid screech.
>77 also makes a mental note to definitely get this weird chick checked out as soon as she's in the Lair.
>Out comes Hypno, who squints at Tock.
Don't mind her, Hypno. Take us back to the Lair, please.
>Hypnoport: go.
>Roll to see how close to the Key Lair 77 and Tock end up.
>>9831227
>Relieved squeek
>The rattata makes his way over to Lumiose General Electrics to do just that. ...One wonders where a mouse learned to read. Hm.
>Being a literal lab rat seems like a worthwhile occupation. Better than mooching off kind people and living in someone's walls, anyways.
>>9831165
>>9831138
>Shield dino: max speed trotting
>>9831296
>adri waves goodbye to tock and 77
well i guess i'll go back to my house
>adri goes back in the shop and closes the door
>>9831105
>A resounding thud and guttural rumble echo through the cave, Mal's head thrown back against the wall and mouth gaping. One of his horns has a noticeable chip from the collision, not that he notices or cares. The tips of both hemis are clearly visible - hot and slick, protruding from his slit. He seems intent on spearing said slit on Trace's tongue, tail raising up to meet him and curling around the robot's jaw.
>>9831165
>>9831326
>Run into the museum, as fast as he can with his burden
>Hit up the front desk, with dex translation
Hey! You guys accept artifacts, right?
We have a bunch that we want to preserve and such!
>Show bag, heavy with artifacts from a tomb in a far-off desert land
>>9831262
(Pretty good song anon)
>>9831301
>The application is accepted and the labrat is brought into the back room.
>Clemont is working on some gear, it takes him a moment to notice before the scientist grabs a notepad and the gear.
>The gear being a purple suit, fit for something more of the Furfrou family, straps line it.
>He gently places it in front of the rat.
"Battle Suit 0.35 testing. I could put you in this, but being made for pokemon I need to see how easy it is to get in, for a pokemon. Straps adjust to your body."
>Feel free to have rat fail or mess anything up, Clemont is here for science, he isn't gonna aggro on you.
>>9831326
>>9831165
>>9831422
"Wait for me, friends!"
>Mask ghost: get to the museum.
>Objective: Sell them relics acquired from following an old map, without becoming one of the exhibits himself.
>>9831371
>Trace coughs a bit in response to the thrusting, getting to servicing the dragon.
>He seems to have a slight preference for the left cock, giving that one extra attention with the thick tongue, now with purple grapey saliva, that's going to make those bad boys even slicker.
>>9831279
rhey arent new feelings though
>He's on shot six, way too smashed for his own good.
>"hey dessie im off work tonifhr you shoudld come hang"
>"ill evebn save you some fire water"
>>9831422
>>9831437
>Informations desk lady
"Hello what is that you have in the bags..."
"Oh my..."
"Where did you get this?"
>Secretly about to press an intercom button, calling the museum's guards
>>9831347
> Tock seems to be sweating profusely, despite the instantaneous nature of the teleportation.
> She immediately looks through her bag, confirming all her things were still in it.
> Finding them all, she gives a nod before taking an actual look around her.
"Uh...huh... W-where are we exactly?"
>>9831436
>Huzzah, he got the job!
>Mozzarella (for that's the rattata's name) has never actually put on any clothing, much less a body suit... and thus, he doesn't exactly know where to start
>So... I'm going to roll for this.
>Dubs evens means he somehow gets it right completely
>Evens means he ends up with at least something crossed over backwards or inside out, but it's easily adjusted
>Odds means he ends up with the harness completely backwards
>Dubs odds means he ends up tied up, like the suit is some sort of kinky BDSM bondage suit. Cue confused squeeking.
>>9831244
>(Lets honor the dubs and make this shorter)
"I think I see things moving"
>Rolling for encounter
>>9831538
"We acquired it from some very, very old friends of mine, miss, very far from here. I assure you, none of this is from your collection - although we'd like to see if you are interested in any of it?"
>>9831057
>>9831159
INQUIRY: TEST ITSELF: CONTENT AND SUBJECT MATTER
>>9831437
>>9831600
Yeah, that's what happened.
>>9831538
We found it through a really old map in a pile of papers.
>Show said map, to try and back up his claims
>>9831561
...
>Notes: Difficult to put on still, doesn't snap spines.
>A button is pressed and the straps release, the pokemon is free now.
"Would you like that in cash, deposited into an account or... Cheese?"
>A quick google is done for local cheese places.
>>9831622
I'm developing a battle suit for use in pokemon battles. Hoping to get something that can make weaker pokemon more viable...
>>9831140
anything
>>9831538
>>9831600
>>9831679
>Agger watches, nervously
>Eyeing the room in case something bad were to happen
>>9831546
Ah shit, sorry. This isn't quite right.
We're at the oasis in Orre.
We uh, we're not too far away from base, we might have to walk the rest of the way though or stop at Phenac for the night.
...Actually, I have a better idea.
>77: set a marker on the abandoned Shadow Pokemon Lab.
>He also messages 33.
>"Hey 33, this ambush I walked into turned out to be a new recruit."
>"I think she's probably a bit uh, unstable or something. If you don't hear from me in a day come looking at the old Lab back in Orre."
I know a place we can stay that's closer and probably much less likely to get us bothered by people.
...Are you feeling alright? There's some shade over here if you need it.
>77 also grabs a canteen of water and offers it to Tock.
>>9831507
>Both hemis are now fully everted to their full lengths of 16 inches each, throbbing and leaking with each touch. His grip on the computer is rough, talons digging into the edge and pushing down. The flames of his tail paint quite the image - Mal, against the wall, legs splayed, wings flared, panting, gasping, and thrusting up against Trace with each lick, cloaca dripping both pre, oral fluids, and it's own lubricant.
>>9831752
>"Fucking hell, 77. Don't pull too many crazies in."
>33: Go camp out a ways away.
>>9831687
>Mozzarella is released from the suit.
>He straightens himself out, before... actually thinking.
>He blinks. He doesn't exactly know what he'd do with a million P, as he doubts anyone would sell anything to a mouse. ...But he doubts he'd be able to enjoy the veritable mountain of cheese that that much money would buy before something happened...
>After a bit, the mouse makes up his mind, and asks for a fourth option:
...I uhm... I'd like a place to stay, actually. ...If that's fine with you?
>>9831687
LIST OF RESTRICTIONS ON POSSIBLE TEST SUBJECTS?
>>9831790
>Notes: Mozz wants to stay, odd.
>He nods.
"You're welcome to stay as long as you wish. I'm going to mostly be working, so, my sister and the employees will be tending to you. There's a room down and to the left you can stay in, roomy and comfy."
>His expression goes serious for a moment.
"Don't dig into the walls if you don't want to die, please."
>>9831791
No one with a criminal record, nothing with excessive sharp parts, e.g. Metang, Sandslash etc.
I'd like to avoid anything over about 5' with my present test if possible.
>>9831600
>>9831679
"That's decision of the museum's curator, Mister Pintard"
>Hand quickly goes from almost calling the guards, to calling the curator
>"Mister Pintard? There are a group of odd pokemon with something clearly valuable in here"
>>9831771
>The robot's breath is hot on the cocks, slight moans escaping from him as he services the other.
>The tongue licks at the cocks, Trace making a slight moan at the taste of Mal again. He pushes against Mal, trying to get all 16 inches into his mouth to suck them.
>>9831872
>UNIT ONE: MEASURE SELF
>CONCLUSION: NOT 5'
>SELF BACKGROUND CHECK: CONCLUSIVE: NO CRIMINAL RECORD
>SHARPNESS: INCONCLUSIVE?
I WILL ARRIVE SHORTLY
>Rolling for travel time
>>9831752
"Not ok? Ehehe, no I'm fine, r-really. Not a burden at all, just a bit strained from the teleport... Never been good with it."
> When 77 offers the canteen however, a quick lick of her lips betrays her thirst.
"I don't think I wouldn't mind some water though..."
> She takes softly takes the canteen and takes three conservative sips, careful not to actually touch her lips to the mouth of the container.
> It seems her disorientation from he teleport has made the uneasy feeling about her milder.
> Even her hand-wringing and twitching tics have calmed, and she hands the canteen back.
"I can follow you t-then... I really don't feel like... Being around lots of people after all that... I'd hate to ruin this peace."
> She hangs onto the word peace, smiling as though she had just eaten a piece of chocolate.
>>9831872
>The mouse nods- wincing a bit at the warning, of course, because that's exactly what he did to that radio station way back when he was in Unova- before giving Clemont a big smile.
"Thank you, sir."
>He then makes his way over to the room Clemont told him about, and takes a look around at his new home.
>>9831586
>The Espeon changes his stance in preparation of a fight
>>9831888
"Very well. A thousand thanks, miss."
>The Yamask looks quite confident, and eager to discuss matters with this curator.
>>9831888
Thanks!
>Take a seat nearby, looking forward to discussion regarding the artifacts
>>9831922
>The robug is let into the back room without even needing to sign any papers.
>Clemont would probably be easier to read if the glasses weren't always with that anime style shine.
"...Fantastic! What are you? Designation?"
>He takes notes on the bug.
>>9831946
>The room has a few boxes of junk and parts, several rugs are laid out, with a small dog bed for a Furfrou.
>The bed still has fur on it but is lacking an occupant.
>>9831888
>Almost instantaneous approval
>>9831972
>>9832008
"Very well, Mr Pintard ask for you to go his office, down the left hall and then the stairs to the third floor"
>>9832038
>For now, the mouse doesn't seem interested in the boxes. Instead, he curls up in the dog bed and goes to sleep. ...Or, at least, attempts to, but someone can easily wake him or interrupt his attempt to get to sleep.
>Happy mouse.
>>9831693
Anything huh? Even if I wrapped you up and forced you to do stuff?
>>9831948
>A cubone pops up
>The level difference might make it hard to weaken it without knocking it outright
>>9832095
yes, anything to kiss a sylveon
>>9832065
"With pleasure, madam!"
>Mask Ghost: head up the stairs, and beckon for the rest of the party to follow.
>>9831778
>"She'll be fine once the psychs get her through induction."
>"Do we still have that Solrock and Lunatone or did they escape at some point?"
>>9831938
Fair enough, let me know if the desert heat is too much for you while we walk.
>77 takes back the canteen and puts it back into his bag.
Let me know if you need anything else too, I've got plenty of water and a bit of food, although it's only rations so it won't be great food.
If you want peace then the Lab is definitely the best place for it, there shouldn't be anyone else there.
>77 starts walking slowly towards the Lab, making sure not to get too far away from Tock.
I uh, never asked your name by the way.
I'm Connor, but my designation is AE-77. Call me whatever you want, I guess.
>>9831920
>A shudder from Mal indicates success, his wings beating against the sides of the computer. Guttural moans, growls, and groans shake his body, the dragon resting his head against Trace for support, stimulus on both hemis almost too much for him.
>The hemis are hot, almost painfully so, the pre and lubricant spicy tasting, putting some peppers to shame with their burning flavor.
>>9832065
Alright!
Thanks again!
>Fluffles heads to the office, carrying his bag, and following >>9832131
>>9832155
>>9832131
>Ruffles hops along eagerly, pulling the fruits of their extended adventure with him and trying not to chirp or squawk too loudly as he goes.
>>9832133
>"Reports say they escaped at some point. Not sure when. We should look into them soon."
>>9832177
(oops)
>>9832038
>Meanwhile, the bug takes its own notes:
>ERROR: COLRESS??
>COLRESS PRE EVOLUTION LOCATED??
>ADMIN LIST IN NEED OF UPDATE??
>The robot makes a confused whirring sound, tilting its head and staring.
"I AM: UNIT ONE. DESIGNATION: UNIT ONE."
>>9832148
>The computer winces hard against the heat, pulling through for the husbando, the tongue is pushed inside of the slit giving Mal extra stimulation as he works it into the slit and against the hemis.
>The lewdputer moans, a bit in pain, but mostly in pleasure.
>>9832131
>>9832155
>>9832166
>>9832177
>>9832206
>The group reaches the indicated office
"Welcome, I am the curator of the museum, Henry Pintard"
"The informations desk lady said that you have something very historically valuable to show me"
>>9832208
"Very interesting."
>The adjustable gear is held toward Unit One with the robotic arm from his backpack.
"Will you be willing to try this on? I don't think you'll be able to get it over the cannon. Avoid that, please."
>>9832108
>Val stares down the young cubone for a moment before firing off a Psybeam
>>9832133
> Tock nods as the agent talks to her, walking behind with a docile obedience that is drastically different from her demanding personality from just a few moment ago.
"I... Think I'll call you C7 then... I shouldn't call you by anything but a nickname, if that's all you have of me."
> She nods in agreement with her own statement, before her mouth makes an O in a realization.
"Right... You can call me Tock. That's my nick name, what the other squatters gave me."
> Following 77's lead, she occasionally flashes a smile at the Hypno.
"About food though, I still have some left overs from last night. You'd be amazed how much good food restaurants just throw out. Tupperware really is a gift from the gods. Do you like Alfredo? Or Stroganoff? Oh, and I even got a can of dried pesto that still has four months of shelf-life left, great stuff-"
> She starts rambling about her food scavenging as she looks through her surprisingly well organized sack of belongings.
> The center and largest part of the bag is just stuffed full of Tupperware and assorted canned goods.
> A rather mundane topic, but it's set off her motor mouth.
>>9832271
Yeah!
>Show large bag carefully stuffed full of ancient trinkets and objects
>Also shows him the map
This is where we found it!
>>9832276
>It should be noted that any Pokedex scans on Unit One will come back with error codes.
>At the mention of the cannon the weapon whirrs to life, quickly powering back down after a series of panicked chittering from the bug.
"YES, I AM -
>His vocalizer glitches out, resulting in the high pitch whine of feedback
- TRY IT ON."
>The bug spends a few moments simply observing the gear, beeping to itself as it figures out the correct way to don it.
>After a minute or so of staring it actually puts it on - or as best it can with the cannon in the way
"IS THIS CORRECT?"
>>9832271
"Why, yes, we do."
"My friends here helped me recover some items from my, ahem, previous life so to speak."
>>9832436
"Exactly. I would urge, however, that the resting place be let lie - even with my old rank and familiarity with such places, it was a life-risking expecience for my friends and I. Or, in my case, an unlife-risking experience."
>>9832231
>The sound of horn on rocks echoes through the cave, audible even over Mal and Trace's moans. Two deep gouges are left in the wall, steam billowing from his open mouth.
"Ah... fuckin'... tongue..."
>Much like the hemis themselves, the cloaca is hot, the spicy flavor much stronger here than in the pre.
>His cloacal walls clench down on the tongue, hemis twitching in Trace's mouth as his claws dig into the metal.
>>9832110
My my you're quite thirsty aren't you.
>>9832472
>Megane thing: Being done audibly.
>Notes: Being taken.
"Very good!"
>The notes are taken.
"Can you get it off with the same ease? I won't be angry if you rip it."
>The note taking is almost as audible as everything else.
>>9832322
>0 SpA Espeon (No Move) vs. 0 HP / 0 SpD Cubone on a critical hit: 313-370 (590.5 - 698.1%) -- guaranteed OHKO
>Nevetherless to say, the Cubone did not take it well at all
>Rolling...?
>>9832369
>Roll to see how many posts before 77 and Tock get to the lab.
That's fine, like I said I don't mind what you call me.
So your nickname is Tock? Do you not have a name given to you by your parents or something?
Also, why were you living with squatters, if you don't mind me asking.
I've never heard of any of those, I guess we just don't have them here in Orre.
I'm not hungry but if you want to cook any of that there should be a kitchen at the lab.
>Hypno is ignoring both 77 and Tock, silently walking alongside them.
>Tock can probably sense some resentment coming from Hypno, more aimed at 77 rather than her.
>>9832271
>>9832436
>>9832516
>Soon after, a Shieldon carrying additional bags arrives
>He doesn't seem to be very talkative
Another day, another failure.
Dating sites are the worst.
>>9832574
>There's a small chuckle, quickly cut off by the spicy flavor.
>Trace makes a small pained squeak, quickly dashing the fear and instead tonguefucking the cloaca.
>Trace digs his claws into the dirt and probably Mal's back as well, trying to distract from the heat.
>>9832436
>>9832516
>>9832636
>The curator is clearly impressed
"Fascinating...let me check that map first"
"Where did you say this civilization was located?"
>>9832685
>samefagging a huge reward
>not giving it to alcock or literally anyone else
>>9832591
very
for those lips
>>9832641
>The scrape of claws on his back, the tongue in his cloaca, the slick suction on his hemis.... Mal isn't very far off now, and it shows in every part of him - claws dig deep marks in his lover's shell, his body heat climbs to an almost boiling high, his wings beat in time to each thrust of his hips and Trace's tongue, and with each breath comes a curse and a moan.
>>9832598
>Val gives a slight frown after the psybeam connects with its target
>"I uh, seem to have hit it a bit hard."
>>9832605
> "So your nickname is Tock? Do you not have a name given to you by your parents or something?"
"Ehehe... I do have a name but if I gave it, it wouldn't really be mine anymore."
> "Also, why were you living with squatters, if you don't mind me asking."
"I-i think it was less living with, and more just living around them. Most people don't like dealing with us, so we have to deal with each other whether we like it or not. The slums have its own net, since societies' failed us."
> "I've never heard of any of those, I guess we just don't have them here in Orre."
"Never? Not once? W-what kind of food do they have here in Orre?"
> "I'm not hungry but if you want to cook any of that there should be a kitchen at the lab."
"Ahaha... I'm really not much of a cook. A microwave for reheating things so sounds absolutely heavenly."
> As 77 and her chat, she continues to give the Hypno smiles.
> It's a sickly sweet taste.
>>9832685
>Ivenhotep checks the world map...
"Approximately here. Far southeast of Kalos, and south of Oblivia."
>>9832696
>>9832731
> ( Trusting Alcock ever )
( They're going the museum route because while it's less profitable, Ivenhotep is a bit of goody-two-shoes when it comes to shit that belonged to dudes he knew. That, and they're not getting as much of a reward from the museum as they would hocking the stuff privately. )
>>9832754
>Trace returns the markings with a sharp moan, the tongue pushed deeper as Trace shifts closer, digging the claws further into the dirt and into the husband's back.
>A few sharp moans of Mal's name come from the robot as he pushes himself to fuck the cloaca more with his tongue.
>>9832594
>Unit One pauses, staring down at the various straps
"PERHAPS"
>His playing flares out, briefly revealing bright lighting underneath the carapace before it tightly clamps down, minimizing the bug's size
>The bug attempts to bypass the straps and just wiggle out of the harness, but soon comes to the realization that it simply isn't possible, much to the audible disappointment of the bug. At this point he moves onto undoing the straps instead - several get caught on his elbows and subsequently torn or ripped when he fails to come up with a way to undo them, but after the minutes he manages to escape with relatively little damage
>TADA.MP3
"IS THIS ACCEPTABLE?"
>>9832598
>Checking the downed cubone
>>9832768
"He's alive, but, he seems to be in need of a pokecenter"
"We need to get down, and fast"
>>9832787
>Still examining the map
"That's odd, there were many exploration groups in the area through the ages"
"Maybe you do have an explanation?"
>The curator seems to have taken a special interest on Iven
>>9832855
>"Right."
>He heads down the path at a quickened pace while trying to telekinetically move hazards out of Walker's way
>>9832837
"Hm."
>Clemont takes a few more notes before grabbing the suit with the arm.
"Thank you! I need to give this a few adjustments and I think I'll be ready for an actual battle test with it! You can stay the night if you want... I'd like to have a look at you in the morning if you'd consent to that."
>The scientist bows and heads into his room, leaving the door slightly ajar.
>Off to do some adjustments and sleep.
>Sorry, I would have gone longer but I'm about to fall prey to the narco meme on my first day here, take care, goodnight.
>>9832638
What kind of partner are you looking for?
I know a guy who might be interested.
>>9832779
>The trio arrive at the lab, the door is shut and the small terminal next to the door is glowing faintly.
>Input ID and code.
>77 inputs AE-77 for his ID and RCN#7239 for the code, feel free to try and peek over 77's shoulder if you want.
Uh...alright, Tock it is then.
Also that sounds a lot like most of this region, honestly.
>"Never? Not once? W-what kind of food do they have here in Orre?"
Oh uh, I meant more the brands themselves. I'm sure we have worse versions of all that stuff here somewhere.
>"Ahaha... I'm really not much of a cook. A microwave for reheating things so sounds absolutely heavenly."
Well, there's definitely one of those, so go wild. Not literally.
>Hypno stops ignoring Tock and stares at her.
>"What?"
>>9832936
A banette, they're small, huggable, probably don't sleep... and the rest is up to personality, someone that can bring me out of my shell I guess.
>>9832962
>Wanting someone to play a banette
>when jirachi is around
i suggest dropping the plot now or risk getting reed at
>>9832811
>He's fucked. Thoroughly and roughly tongue-fucked, pushed over the edge and into over stimulation territory. With a loud roar he orgasms, burning hot cum pumping out in hot, orange streaks. The room heats like an oven as his body radiates flame and heat in an accidental use of the move "Overheat", Mal's wings beating powerfully three last times before slumping along with the rest of his body.
"Holy..."
>>9832884
>Mask Ghost: slightly flattered, slightly suspicious.
"The area is very dry, and dust storms are not unheard of. We were blessed that I don't thirst. It's also possible a group found the location, but couldn't obtain entry or were run off by the guardian spirits. Even then, my name and rank didn't stop the dart traps that nearly claimed my avian friend here."
"In short, there are a number of reasons why other groups could have missed it, or been forced to withdraw..."
>>9832976
(What's the problem with banette and why would a mythical pokemon care?)
>>9832701
Well you'll just have to come quench it then, won't you?
>>9832991
(Don't pay that guy any mind, he's just trying to start shit.)
>>9832991
(Jirachi is an RPer who has a Banette character.)
(It doesn't matter anyway because shinies are a thing, like the other guy said the anon that responded is trying to start shit.)
>>9832923
>Running downhill as fast as possible with the wounded cubone
>Trying not to trip on the remaining hazards
>>9832983
>Trace swallows the load, drifting into tiredness from the heat.
>Trace snugs the husbando, drifting into unconcious territory.
"I'm... Tired. I hope it was good. Heheh..."
>And he's out.
>>9833014
>>9833025
(Oh okay)
I guess I'll try searching outside again, maybe a wild one will decide it likes me after two weeks straight of nothing.
>>9832934
"I WILL RETURN IN THE MORNING. GOODNIGHT COLRESS."
>Goodnight man, sleep is important
>Unit One sneaks out the back door and heads back to the Plasma Frigate
>>9832988
>Curator Pintard seems to be convinced
>Yet it he looks like he is still wanting
"It is true, many teams returned empty handed, got lost or worse, never returned"
"Eventually, another team will have to be sent to corroborate your claims"
"Lets move on to the next topic, these artifacts. Which culture did you say you they, and therefore you, belonged?"
(Enough of a difference to distinguish between the two though, which is why I mentioned it.)
(Also please don't respond to him.)
>>9832936
> Tock giggles a bit at the Hypno's sudden attention.
"Nothing at all, you're just... Pleasant?"
> She turns back to back to 77.
"I'm curious though... What number is to bequethed upon me... Ooooh, it's so excited, like waiting for a gift eeee.."
>>9833095
>>9833114
Thanks.
>Sasha goes out into the streets of her home city of Slateport, checking abandoned alleyways, haunted houses, all the usual spots
>>9833026
>Good Walker isn't tripping over anything, rolling to see if Valence manages the same
>>9833079
( OOC, it's not!Egypt, and I'm kinda improvising some of this. None of this is going to affect shit-going-on-today canon. )
"My culture was that of the Al-Shaadim dynasty. These artifacts, and I, date back to approximately the ascent of their eighth, and if my studies since rejoining the wider world are correct, final monarch."
"I, ahem, fell, during the eighth king's ascent to the throne, as did most of my kinsmen."
"I'd be glad to speak at length about the items we've brought back, and in a few cases, of their former owners. I would not, however, have interest in a, ahem, permanent position with this institution."
>Mask Ghost: attempt to be polite, but firm.
>The scrolls are dropped back into Cam's van.
>A note is attached, "You'll need to give me something more interesting for Mort's soul."
>>9833140
((I am just so bad at FCs... Anyways I'll be going to bed soon, It's almost 1 am and I work at 7am. If I dissapear just assume Tock has gone quiet))
>>9833209
>The curator's interest has been piqued greatly despite the final phrase
"The mad king of Al-Shaadim, the one that destroyed the dynasty... and you say you were a heir of the seventh?"
"Your knowledge is even more priceless than the artifacts"
>>9833140
>"You are not. Neither is this fool. At least he has learned to leave me alone for the most part."
>77 is unaware of all of this.
>Partially because he's looking the other way, mostly because he's not very smart.
I don't know what number you'll get, I don't think the number is anything other than a counter for the second part of your designation.
The important bit is the first two letters. The first one indicates competence in field work, the second one indicates team strength.
With AA being the best, of course.
>>9833292
>Alright, that's fine.
>>9833200
>The psycat not skipping a beat, almost flying over the ostacles
>Last digit posts until pokecenter
> Tock lets out a rather somber chuckle under her breath.
> The hypno gets the emotional impression that she is well aware of her unpleasant presence.
> Given what he's felt from her though in the short time, it's an unusually lucid emotional phrase from her otherwise sporadic mind.
> It disappears as quickly as it came though.
"I see... I wonder if I'll be working with you then... Oh, will I be able to wear my gloves with the uniform? O-or is the uniform code strict?"
> She suddenly shudders in agitation at the thought of parting with her renewed gloves, grabbing her own hands as if to keep them from being taken.
>>9833417
(Dude, my man, how the fuck do you mess that up every single post, holy shit
>>9833438
(It's an incredibly rare talent, found in only the most pure-bred of a mystic blood line... Or I'm just really forgetful and get so into writing I forget to add a picture.)
>>9833173
>Still searching
>Fuck Hoenn, the pokemon is native to this region but the pokemon doesn't fucking exist here
>>9833301
"Not a direct heir to him, sir. The seventh king didn't have any offspring known to the court. The mad king was... he... he even killed his wife and younger children, to deny the nobles anyone they could puppet and prop up against him."
>He glances over for a moment at Fluffles, who has nodded off in the office.
>>9833001
Yes, yes. All I have to do is suck those lips and
>>9833498
Aaaand?
>>9833471
>You could almost see a glint on his eye
"Yet, you lived through most of such an important era of your dynasty. Until your early death, that is"
"That is enough for any historian of this area to salivate at the thought"
>>9833338
>Entering the pokecenter with the weakly breathing Cubone
>It's late, and there are few trainers, paving the way to the reception desk
>A quick chat, and the wild Cubone is handed over
>>9833417
>Hypno gives one final glare at Tock.
>"I will be watching you, you are different from most humans."
>"Similar to my old master...but still different."
Probably, although you'd be free to go off on your own if you really wanted to.
There isn't really a uniform you have to stick to, wear whatever you feel comfortable in.
So uh, I'm going to head off to bed now. Feel free to raid the kitchen or whatever, just try not to break anything.
>77: head off to find a nice comfortable bunk to pass out in.
>>9833510
I'm satisfied now, my purpose in life was to kiss a sylveon and now it has been fufilled
>>9833519
"Much of this I've gleaned from others, though, or from research. I wasn't a cunning court agent. I died at... I forget if it was eleven rainy seasons, or twelve. Too young to know of much of the intrigue until it slew me."
"Still, I'm sure that the tools of the modern world would allow for a line of communication, should we seek to remain in contact?"
>Hopefully, Iven's offer will be satisfactory...
- Ivenhotep the Yamask, out of images
>>9833677
Heh okay dude.
>>9833638
"... Goodnight then C7."
> With the only other human leaving the room,and the conversation between her and the hypno clearly ended, Tock shuffles to the microwave.
> Taking out a Tupperware contain of Stroganoff, she pops the top off just enough for it to vent and tosses it in.
> Almost like a child, she hunches over and watches it slowly rotate, using her telekinesis to mix the food within.
> The rest of the night consists of her eating it, and then passing out in the corner with her bag tightly clutched against her.
>>9833694
stop making me erect with these pictures of sylveon
>>9833849
Never!
>>9833615
>"I'm glad we were able to make it to the center in time."
>>9833678
>The curator thinks it over at long
>After many silent minutes of focused thinking, he reacts
"I guess that will be an acceptable compromise, we exchange contact info, and you are free to explore the world"
"Assessing the value of this trove will take a while, I was going to ask you to stay and 'help' with that but, you seem to be in a hurry"
"2500 Unovan Pokedollars, that's my offer at the moment, after I get your contact info and a way to transfer the payment"
>>9833880
"Just barely, sheesh"
"Lets get back to the hotel, we will come back here tomorrow"
>>9833905
>Ivenhotep smiles.
"I'd gladly exchange contact information, sir. I'm currently using my mercantile friend's communication device to stay connected."
"I'm willing to stay for a day or two to assist, though my friends and I do not have the liberty of staying indefinitely. As for the financial aspect of things, well, that's my friend's area of expertise."
>Ivenhotep nods to the napping Zangoose.
"I will attend to my companions, and be back as soon as I can."
>Ivenhotep's player is narcoing hard, catch you later famalasada.
>>9833935
>He gives a slight nod and follows Walker back
>>9833977
"With your assistance, that should be enough to properly assess the value of this collection"
"I'll be waiting anxiously, and so are my colleagues"
>>9833979
>Into the ferry
>Then hotel
>Then narco
>>9833460
And nothing, another night of emptiness.
(Now to make this post so thread can reach bump limit.)