WHO'S THAT POKEMON?

[indigo_events]

Who: ANYONE AND EVERYONE
Where: ANYWHERE AND EVERYWHERE
When: May 24 - 27
Summary: GET IN HERE AND MINGLE
Rating: BUT PLEASE MARK YOUR THREAD CONTENT ACCORDINGLY
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Comments

[be_notorious]

Yeah, I arleady got a cat. Creepy ass cat... [He mutters, but then continues on about the games.] Literal. I used to run some games back where I'm from.

Problem is, like with these gym battles? It's all cut and dry. But the real world works differ'nt. I like to see how people handle things when a fair playing field also includes obstacles you can make for each other.

Think of it like this, you could watch a race, right? You could watch a relay race? [He spreads his hands.] What I'd do? Teams of two. One a racer? One a blocker to slow down opponents and protect the racer. The big one back home was a collection game where one jerk could come over to the opposing side and ruin their progress by makin' 'em lose their items. Gauntlets where someone has to choose their type and stand up to a barrage of multiple opponents to win. Challenges so rough they don't gotta win. They just gotta make it.

That's the type o' games I run.

[thedifferencebetween]

Huh.

[Jack taps his fingers on the bar, nodding as he listens.]

Yeah, battling is a little limited. There's towns that have some places with gimmicks and shit, obviously, but...eh. I could never get into the Gym thing. Everybody does it. What's the point? Oh wow, I did something ten year olds do on a regular basis, huge accomplishment.

[He rolls his eyes. He doesn't get it, he never has. So many people get so into it and go hard, but Jack can't bring himself to care.]

Interesting concept ya got though, there might be something there. Seems to be plenty of room for creative competitive stuff.

[be_notorious]

See, that's my problem too. It ain't nothin' tactical. No real risk. Reward is good cash an' a badge, but is that enough of a challenge?

Nah.

[Drifter lives for competitive drama. It's his favorite.]

You got any good games back home?

[As he's asking, someone comes in and orders, of all things, a hot toddy? In this weather? To each their own, brother. He picks up the the small pan he usually boils water in and fills it to the right amount, and then holds it in the palm of his hand.]

[He's thinking hard about it as he adds the lemon and honey while it's still sitting in his fingers.]

[His palm glows and it starts boiling almost immediately. Looking far too pleased with himself, Drifter grabs another bottle of whiskey for that one. A cheap one. Don't waste good whiskeys on mixers, man. It's useless.]