Open Log [action/network]

[cicadashell]

Who: Jiro + open
Where: New Bark Town, Route 29, Network
When: Latter half of March
Summary: Wandering around, possible battling, and network things.
Rating: Idk PG-13 for profanity?
Log:

i. new bark town / route 29

[New Bark Town is creeping him out. It's like some approximation of suburbia, but something is off. It's not just the music; it's the... overly friendly people and the claustrophobic suburban nightmare quality to it. Jiro's getting the fuck out of here as soon as possible. He opts for the road instead of the ferry because he doesn't know the equivalent worth of the currency here and maybe he'll need all that he has for something else. His journey begins on route 29, at a determined pace. He has yet to put his pokemon in its pokeball; it's like a tiny little cage and he doesn't like it. So, the pyukumuku Jiro has affectionately named Dick rides on his shoulder, slowly dripping slime into the fabric of his shirt.

There are few breaks for rest, but when he does stop, he refers to the Trainer Handbook to familiarize himself with some of this place's weird shit. The PokeGear is frustrating, as Jiro's not a phone or video game guy, and there is far too much information in this tiny plastic thing covered in buttons. He'll figure it out, or maybe just throw it on the ground.]


ii. challenges

[One thing he does understand from the handbook is that battling exists. After only ten minutes on the road, he's ready to hit things out of both irritation and boredom. The moment he sees anyone with a backpack or using one of the PokeGear things, he's shouting at them.]

Hey! I'm gonna kick your fucking ass! Let's go!


iii. pokegear connect [text]

[Once he finally gets this thing to function, at least somewhat, it's the text option. The keyboard is tiny and his thumbs accidentally hit more than one key frequently.]

oklay who am iu sending thids to? what is the poiint of this shi6t?


iv. wildcard
Anything goes!

Comments

Text;

[schachmeister]

[Kind of uncouth, but okay. He must be new. Armin is willing to give him a bit of a pass.]

This is a private network for everybody who came here from a different world. The same as you did.

I guess they wanted to give us a place where we can talk among ourselves. Maybe help each other out too.

[cicadashell]

got it

[Yeah, that's all he's sending. Armin answered his questions well enough. There's other people stuck here and if it's a private network for them, no one of authority or importance is able to be contacted through it.]

[schachmeister]

[That is... wait, is that all this guy wanted to know? He is new, right? He must have more questions. Nobody suddenly arrives in a strange world, has to deal with 'Mom' and the existence of pokemon and not have a question or two (hundred).]

If you have any other questions, I could try answering them...

[cicadashell]

[Jiro intended to arrive in a strange world, it just wasn't this one.]

i dobnt. theres a fuckijng manual!

[Or handbook. Whatever. Then he realizes he does have one more question, and sends a second text directly after that.]

there a torii anywghere?

[schachmeister]

[Godspeed, strange, kind of rude man. Maybe you find all your answers in the guide.]

I'm sorry, I'm afraid I don't know what a Torii is. Unless you meant to spell something else.

Could you describe it to me?

[cicadashell]

[He won't, but he'll try.]

i spelled it right

[He makes a little bit of an effort to type slower and actually look at the words after.]

its a gate like at shrines.

[Which this world is unlikely to have, perhaps. They're so ubiquitous, he doesn't know how to describe them to someone who hasn't seen them before.]

two poles and a curved piece at the top? really big.

[schachmeister]

I'm not sure if those exist here. But there is a large temple in Ecruteak City. If something like that exists anywhere, it'd be there, I think.

I guess there is a small chance there is something like that in Violet City too, near to the Sprout Tower. There is a group of monks there, after all.

Is there any particular reason you are looking for a torii? If I can ask.

[cicadashell]

[He'll remember those names, and check them out. At least there's a map.]

theyre portals sometimes. thats how i got here.

[That's how he thinks he got here anyway. He can't remember actually going through the torii, but it was right there in front of him. Belatedly, he sends a second message.]

thanks.

[schachmeister]

I'm afraid that won't work. I'm not sure how these Torii work in your world, but you didn't come here through them. All of us were just... pulled here, I guess. It's hard to explain.

[cicadashell]

fuck.

[The PokeGear gets thrown aside. He'll eventually pick it up again and take it with him, but there will be no further replies.]

1/2

[schachmeister]

Sorry. I know it is a rough thing to hear. I'm not sure what your world is like but if it is any comfort, it is more or less frozen while you are here. When you go back home, you'll return to the same moment you left.

2/2

[schachmeister]

[When enough time has passed that Armin is pretty certain he is not getting another response off this newcomer, he decides to send one last message. It's been years, but he recalls the panic and confusion at ending up in this world. And in his case, at least he had a friend here for some support. The people in this world, complete strangers to him at that point, had helped him understand what had happened by answering his (many) questions. It makes Armin want to do the same thing for any new person arriving now.]

You can disregard this if you want, but my name is Armin Arlert. If you have any further questions, you can always contact me. I know things are probably pretty overwhelming to you right now, but it is not such a bad world once you get used to it.

[cicadashell]

[The messages get read a day later. He reads the attempt at understanding as some supposedly comforting gesture, but it only irritates Jiro further. So, he has to respond because he can't leave well enough alone and let Armin have the last word, even if the guy hasn't send anything hostile or isn't arguing in any way.]

I HAVE THE HANDBOOK

[He's found capslock, and it conveys a more accurate reply.]

[schachmeister]

[Armin doesn't read the capslock as annoyance. Text-based communication is still relatively new for him, and little facets of online culture (like capslock conveying anger) just haven't exactly landed just yet. He's very much an internet grandparent.]

The handbook explains the basics of pokemon, but I'm afraid it doesn't really have any information about this world. Or our presence here.

[cicadashell]

I'LL FIGURE IT OUT

[He can adapt. It will be fine.]

[schachmeister]

All right. If you are sure. There is nothing wrong with asking questions, but if you'd rather not.

ii

[doctorheartstealer]

[Somehow, Law had ended back to where he started, and sighed as he turned around, being pulled by his Phantump, and started to travel once more.

That's when a complete stranger decides to shout at him.]

You can try.

[OH, wait, he probably means with Pokémon.]

...How the hell does one start a Pokémon battle?

[cicadashell]

[Pokemon are optional, as far as Jiro's concerned.]

Fuck if I know!

[Then he's just kind of staring at the phantump. It's somehow even weirder than the slug-rabbit.]

What is that?

[doctorheartstealer]

He is my pokémon.

[So rude!]

His name is Trunk, fuck you very much.