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victory_road2021-04-04 07:02 pm
bigsadwolf) wrote in victory_road2021-04-04 07:02 pm
01 🐾 Video
[The video feed that appears on the network is, as some are, unintentional. Instead of being caused by a mischevious Pokemon though, it looks like it's due to the Gear being dropped in haste. With the camera pointed facing upwards at a canted angle, it shows half of the visage of an extremely tall young man with his unkept hair so grey that it wouldn't be unusual to mistake him for being much older than he is. He's panting like he just ran a marathon, which he sortof did...that being, he'd fled "mom's" house before she could really force him out on her own. One look to her, then happening to catch himself in the bedroom mirror...yeah.
This is...a nightmare. It must be. Nothing else could explain it.
He'd only made it about as far as beyond the front step before eating shit on the road, something that would become a running theme until he found someplace suitably secluded to sit in the grass just inside of the route beyond New Bark. Because of all of that, Legosi's very human face is peppered with small scratches and growing bruises from multiple tumbles (beyond the three older looking claw-mark scars above his right eye), the same visible on his arms and stupidly large hands that tremble as he turns them in front of his face. He can't see his muzzle, he can't feel the wind rustling his fur. His nails are blunt and he can see his skin, like something shaved him down to nothing overnight. That would be bad enough on his own, if it weren't for the physical changes tipping him off. His ears and tail? Completely gone. And as if to act as a cherry on the cruelty filled cake, his hearing has gone muffled, and he may as well have lost his sense of smell entirely.
For the first time in a while, he can honestly say he feels genuinely terrified.]
I don't understand...what's...happened to me?
[Is what he says when he finally speaks, his voice low and only audible because the Gear is close enough to pick it up. That is probably not something most people ask. It's more along the lines of "Where am I? How did I get here? What's with that music?" Legosi had put his face in his hands initially, only to quickly draw them away upon realizing that being unable to feel his snout was making him feel worse.
His Gear wasn't the only thing he dropped during his scramble to get away from town, though. Astute viewers will notice an open Pokeball half-visible on screen near his shoe, and something fluffy with two paws resting against his knee that he's been spacing out too hard to notice just yet. The Pokemon- a little Buneary- gets up on her tiptoes and...immediately starts trying to climb into Legosi's lap, to which he does in fact notice. How could he not notice.
Luckily this isn't the first time he's encountered this little rabbit since the Gear came on, so his reaction isn't quite as strong as it was initially. That...doesn't mean it's any less odd to see the way this grown man startles like a spider just crawled into his lap, gasping so sharply it sounded like it hurt. Before the bunny can go too far, he quickly- GINGERLY- picks her up beneath her arms and rockets upright, walks offscreen as the Gear gets knocked askew by his shoe as he passes, providing a half-view of the way he just...sets the Buneary down as far away from where he was sitting as he can manage, holding up both hands like he expects her to just. Stay there? Only for him to retreat off screen back to his panic-tree.
The Buneary stays put for all of a few seconds before she's bouncing after him, happening to walk over the Gear as she goes in a way that finally shuts it off.]
This is...a nightmare. It must be. Nothing else could explain it.
He'd only made it about as far as beyond the front step before eating shit on the road, something that would become a running theme until he found someplace suitably secluded to sit in the grass just inside of the route beyond New Bark. Because of all of that, Legosi's very human face is peppered with small scratches and growing bruises from multiple tumbles (beyond the three older looking claw-mark scars above his right eye), the same visible on his arms and stupidly large hands that tremble as he turns them in front of his face. He can't see his muzzle, he can't feel the wind rustling his fur. His nails are blunt and he can see his skin, like something shaved him down to nothing overnight. That would be bad enough on his own, if it weren't for the physical changes tipping him off. His ears and tail? Completely gone. And as if to act as a cherry on the cruelty filled cake, his hearing has gone muffled, and he may as well have lost his sense of smell entirely.
For the first time in a while, he can honestly say he feels genuinely terrified.]
I don't understand...what's...happened to me?
[Is what he says when he finally speaks, his voice low and only audible because the Gear is close enough to pick it up. That is probably not something most people ask. It's more along the lines of "Where am I? How did I get here? What's with that music?" Legosi had put his face in his hands initially, only to quickly draw them away upon realizing that being unable to feel his snout was making him feel worse.
His Gear wasn't the only thing he dropped during his scramble to get away from town, though. Astute viewers will notice an open Pokeball half-visible on screen near his shoe, and something fluffy with two paws resting against his knee that he's been spacing out too hard to notice just yet. The Pokemon- a little Buneary- gets up on her tiptoes and...immediately starts trying to climb into Legosi's lap, to which he does in fact notice. How could he not notice.
Luckily this isn't the first time he's encountered this little rabbit since the Gear came on, so his reaction isn't quite as strong as it was initially. That...doesn't mean it's any less odd to see the way this grown man startles like a spider just crawled into his lap, gasping so sharply it sounded like it hurt. Before the bunny can go too far, he quickly- GINGERLY- picks her up beneath her arms and rockets upright, walks offscreen as the Gear gets knocked askew by his shoe as he passes, providing a half-view of the way he just...sets the Buneary down as far away from where he was sitting as he can manage, holding up both hands like he expects her to just. Stay there? Only for him to retreat off screen back to his panic-tree.
The Buneary stays put for all of a few seconds before she's bouncing after him, happening to walk over the Gear as she goes in a way that finally shuts it off.]
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Well, I can tell you one thing that...might put something into perspective?
That creature that keeps trying to come up to you is called a Buneary, and they are likely your starting partner here. They'll be able to keep you safe from other creatures who would want to battle.
Which is likely why they keep coming back to sit with you.
While he was not my starter, I have one as well, named Chuck.
[Attached is a picture of a Buneary doing his best to ignore his picture being taken as he doodles wobbly angry emojis over the surface of several spread-out sheets of computer paper.]
Text...eventually
Also, it's very noticable how much his claws are just gone right now.]
My...partner.
[That was such poor choice of wording but it's not Jane's fault at all that Legosi doesn't immediately think like, battle partner.
Oh, god, okay. The mention of battle is a relief, but also what. The way she speaks about him- Chuck- it's like he's a pet, not a person. It's causing Legosi's head to spin after his conversation with Leonardo. Wasn't...that bird a baby?
What on earth is going on?]
I don't understand.
[That's a good enough place to start.]
I have a few questions. Give me a moment...
1) What do you mean by creatures wanting to battle?
2) I've tried a few times to speak with my...with her, but she will only say one word. [And judging by the way Chuck is drawing on paper like that...] Is she a child? I spoke with someone else earlier with a baby bird, but I didn't want to assume the same of her...just because rabbits are small doesn't mean they're young.
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That's okay! You're new, and a lot is likely strange and confusing.
1 - The creatures of this world are widely referred to as Pokemon, and they like to battle each other. Not to the point where there can be lasting damage, but they do have some incredible powers and strengths and they like seeing how they compare to each other. I promise, it would not nearly be as widely acceptable if the Pokemon did not also enjoy the process.
2 - That's...just another thing about Pokemon. Verbally, they only say their species name. If it helps, you can think of it like another language entirely different from ours, even if I wouldn't put that as a perfect analogy. And Buneary in particular are small, yes, but not children, unless they're newly born of course.
Chuck in particular just needs an outlet for his frustration, and I'd rather he not decide to draw all over my walls. I already have Pokemon who do that.
[She has a Zoroark who thinks it's funny to pretend to be her human son and then wreak havoc, and thank goodness he has two girlfriends who prefer him in his normal form, but that's. Legosi does not need to know that, he's already dealing with Too Much.]
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Stressful. That's so stressful, and Legosi hasn't even read about the fact that he's not actualy a trainer but in fact a breeder. So that's going to be...fun.
But okay, he's glad Jane explained that about Pokemon not necessarily all being children because that was getting real confusing real fast. He still will probably associate small birds with babies for a while, but the rest may come differently depending on his understanding of evolution.
God, he once more just wants to lay in the grass and pass out until this starts making more sense.]
Thank you for explaining. I had thought it was maybe something like that, but I wasn't sure...I can tell that she can understand what I'm saying to her, but I wasn't sure as to the...extent.
I really don't know about the battling part though, even if it's something they enjoy. I'm...not interested in fighting anyone, or anything.
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You can also befriend the wild Pokemon you meet, and sometimes you will find some who also don't necessarily like to fight, either.
But I will warn you that it may be unavoidable at times, okay? Especially when you meet trainers native to this world. Just try your best to avoid their line of sight and you should be fine, but sometimes there's just no way to get around them.
[It may be counterintuitive to tell someone not to make money in the easiest way possible, but he says he doesn't want to fight, so...it's not like Jane can tell him to suck it up or he'll starve, that's awful.]
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Are you saying they would try to force me to fight them?
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Which is why being observant and making sure you circumvent people will be key, especially if you really do not want to fight.
In towns and cities you should be fine, folks usually only have battles in Pokemon Gyms, but on the routes you could run into anyone, and the natives are the ones most likely to spring a surprise battle on you.
Folks like us, who aren't from here? Much less likely to do that, and more likely to be friendly and help out, and at least ask and respect your answer if we DO want to battle.
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That is good to know, at least. I can't blame the people here for wanting to fight, if that is just normal for this culture...but I can't see myself wanting to take much part in it.
Can I avoid fighting the wild Pokemon, or is it the same sort of situation?
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If you don't bother them, they won't bother you. Some might just be in the mood to be bothered by you being around, others might not care. Some may even just be curious and friendly. The important thing to keep in mind is how you and your new friend react.
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I see...you just have to be careful, more or less.
[Let's just hope his bunny friend is as interested in being careful as he is.]
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Now, do you...ah...feel a little more okay? It's fine to not feel totally okay, but you seemed really panicked in your post.
You absolutely do not need to feel obligated to explain why, either.
[He's Tall and a little intimidating at first glance but like. This seems like a nice young lad, and he's really freaking out. If she can help give him just a smidge of reassurance, then that's good!]
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I am not supposed to be a human. They do not exist in my world. I am a grey wolf.
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Okay give her a minute to process that and type out, then delete. Several questions. That are probably unintentionally insensitive.]
Oh! Oh, I see.
That must mean everything about this is incredibly different for you.
While I have been a human my entire life, I know there are other folks who were not humans before coming here. If you can find them and talk to them, that might help too! You could share...human-coping tips?
Ugh, there's no way to make that sound anything but weird, I'm sorry.
[She's trying!!!]
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No, it is alright. I know hearing that I am /not/ human is probably...strange. Most don't seem used to hearing that animals live the same way humans here do. A lot of what a human is happens to be similar to the way we are...but there is a lot that is different, too. Like the lack of fur, claws, fangs...and all but erasing your senses.
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Well, it is not as if someone who wasn't a human before coming here hasn't come here. It happens!
The fact that it continues to happen at all makes it believable, I promise.
It just...is very surprising to hear about, especially considering all you've just explained.
We do have stories like that where I'm from, where animals live and function in societies like humans, but they're usually just stories.
But, um, if it helps, you won't have to be a human all of the time you are here!
If you end up staying for a while, chances are you'll experience one of those weird weekends that pop up about twice a year. My memory's always a bit fuzzy on the particulars, but I do know that everyone returns to their true selves on those days. So, for me, I would get some abilities back that I can't use here, and you would be a wolf again. It's a temporary thing, but it IS a thing!
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If this world has the capability to do that, then why not just let us be that way all the time?
[It's probably much more complicated than he's making it sound, it's just an issue of nobody really having any solid answers as to why it happens.]
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I wish I could say for sure.
Sadly, I do not have a direct phone line to the godly beings in charge around here.
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[What's the word he's looking for. Frustrated, maybe? It's not Jane's fault, anyway.]
I just hope I will get used to it.
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And don't let anyone make you feel like you have to get used to things really quickly, or at all, okay?
It's new and weird! You have a right to feel how you feel about it, for however long you feel it for.
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...my name is Legosi, by the way. I don't think I mentioned that.
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...Hm. Is Legosi's world's version of the actor actually a large bat? Hmmmm.]
That's alright, you had other things on your mind.
My name is Jane. Despite the circumstances, it's lovely to meet you.
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I am glad to have met you too, Jane. I can't thank you enough for the information you've given me.
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Don't hesitate to reach out on the network if you're in need, okay?
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[For now, he has some travel to do.]