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victory_road2022-07-04 07:57 pm
blue_ice) wrote in victory_road2022-07-04 07:57 pm
a new rival appears
Who: Kaiba, Kingyoku the Goomy, and you!
Where: Obsidian Fieldlands, Cobalt Coastlands, Alabaster Icelands, Hisui
When: July!
Summary: One of the stranded people in Hisui wasn't in the present with the rest of you. Someone is completely lost and angry at the world. Help him or snap back?
Rating: E10+ for minor instances of anger and small injuries.
Log:
wiggle wiggle:
Among the temporally displaced newcomers to Hisui is a tall teenager with messy brown hair and sharp blue eyes, one most of the others won't recognize. He's growled at the guild members, reluctantly taken their deal for clothing and shelter, and ended up walking away with new blue and grey clothing in an ancient style and a strange red and brown ball in his hand.
Once he finds a relatively calm spot on the river, he releases the hatch on the ball. His eyes widen when some sort of purple slimeball pops out. It makes an odd squishy noise at him, twitches its antenna in the air....and rushes straight at the river to play in the shallows. This thing seems to really like the water. It wobbles and shivers like some kind of dessert jelly....
"Great. So I'm...in a new world some hundred years behind mine, where almost everything's trying to kill me, with this little jelly for protection?"
What a day. Kaiba peels off his new sandals and rolls up his pant legs, opting to sit close to the small creature and watch it play. It splashes about, all smiles: contrasting his trainer, all frowns.
working hard for the money:
Kaiba eventually picks up on the basics of Pokémon training through observation (and maybe a few questions). His little friend Kingyoku knows a few attack and defense abilities that he can use if the two get in trouble, and together they're meant to explore the wild and gather supplies. Fine, he can do that.
They don't stray far from camp (how he hates sleeping next to all these strangers), but they do search high and low for berries and leeks to earn their keep. Kingyoku's especially good at finding leeks, doing a little wobbly dance whenever he finds one. It's...almost cute.
Berries are a different story. Kingyoku isn't really solid enough to ram into trees to knock them down, so that leaves Kaiba to attempt to climb them. He hops onto a tree, hauls himself up the branches....
...and is promptly knocked down by a falling larva-like creature wrapped in leaves. Whoops. Kingyoku bubbles angrily, zooming over to try to scare it off! He hisses and spits a hot stream of bubbles. Kaiba looks up bleary-eyed as he hauls himself to his feet. What the heck?
The little goober is protecting him? He feels a strange surge of emotion in his chest and hops up to his feet, just as the weird leaf-bug surges forward for a bite.
"Attack!"
Kingyoku can't dodge in time, but it's so gelatinous that the bite doesn't seem to have much of an effect. And it's in perfect range for Kingyoku to spit some kind of hot breath, sending the thing flying backward.
Kaiba spares a little smile. Maybe they'll survive after all...is what he thinks until another one of these leaf-cloaked larvae drops out of the next tree, also gearing up to attack.
Help?
night skies
After dusk, when it's too dark to safely travel and unnerving ghostly sounds fill the area, Kaiba reluctantly retreats to the beach where everyone's tents are set up. He seems to hesitate around the outskirts of camp, looking at the gathered people socializing with a frown.
How are so many of them calm about this? Taken from their lives, partnering with strange beings...none of it's normal. He's no delicate flower, he can survive, but the idiot who trapped them here needs to get her mistake fixed ASAP.
He plants himself on a log and frowns up at the sky. The stars are surprisingly bright without the light pollution of the modern world, but...! No. No positives.
Kingyoku bumps into his leg then. Ugh, he's going to get his new clothes all slimy. Kaiba oh-so-carefully picks him up and sets him on the log beside him, but his hands are a mess. He wipes them on what remains of his old turtleneck, which he's decided to keep as a rag.
He feeds Kingyoku a berry absently, and takes a deep breath...and that calms him enough to dare to try to speak to one of the more experienced people passing by.
"...How confident are you that they'll send us back?"
--((prompts for weeks 3-4))--
never quite clean (fieldlands)
The trouble with having a Goomy for a partner is that they're very slimy. And very affectionate. That means his only fully intact outfit is very often slimy.
Kaiba's once again at the river by the dam at dusk, wearing his slightly ripped black leather pants while he washes his clothes *again*. He has a whole setup for laundry with buckets, water heated by a small fire (thanks to the little Ponyta curled up on the sands nearby), and he's rubbing his hands raw with scrubbing. Goomy slime really is stubborn.
Meanwhile the guilty Pokémon plays in the shallows in front of his Trainer, doing his usual dance.
"I'd probably kill for a washing machine right now."
highest heights (coastlands)
Once Kingyoku and his new fiery pony Zephyra are both a little stronger, it's finally time to train against tougher Pokémon! He takes them to the Cobalt Coastlands for some searching, training, and gathering. And an incredible view of the ocean wouldn't hurt, really.
He finds such a view on the cliffside to the left, and there's a relatively easy walking path up there. They have to battle their way through a few Pokémon, but once they make it to the top...it's an incredible view of the beach, with a few hidden lakes and lagoons on either side.
Time to let Kingyoku and Zephyra see the view! He lets his two Pokémon out of their balls and takes a seat on the cliff beside them. A little risky? Of course. But the view can't be beat.
He just...gently pulls King back from the ledge before he can attract a nearby bird. "Easy. I don't know how an aerial battle's gonna work when you can't fly."
King seems to pout. He's a dragon, he wants to fly! But that's not gonna happen, buddy.
hot spring field trip (end of month, icelands)
Kaiba is absolutely miserable once they arrive in the Icelands. He has a team of three by now, but his gentle little moth isn't really doing well in the cold. It's Zephyra who takes the lead here, the pony's gentle heat very welcome in this environment. He walks beside her on his travels, and her flames seem to scare off most of the smaller Ice-types. That's a relief.
He's looking for somewhere to stop and double check his supplies when he finds an unexpectedly peaceful place...a hot spring. Zephyra accidentally kicks a rock and the Pokémon in the spring turn to him...but they collectively shrug and turn back. Two that resemble muscular men with reptilian faces approach...but all they do is flex, laugh...and are they waving them over?
"...do we join them?" Kaiba asks, frozen in place. What a bizarre situation.
wildcard:
[ ooc: want a different prompt? feel free to suggest one here! ]
Where: Obsidian Fieldlands, Cobalt Coastlands, Alabaster Icelands, Hisui
When: July!
Summary: One of the stranded people in Hisui wasn't in the present with the rest of you. Someone is completely lost and angry at the world. Help him or snap back?
Rating: E10+ for minor instances of anger and small injuries.
Log:
wiggle wiggle:
Among the temporally displaced newcomers to Hisui is a tall teenager with messy brown hair and sharp blue eyes, one most of the others won't recognize. He's growled at the guild members, reluctantly taken their deal for clothing and shelter, and ended up walking away with new blue and grey clothing in an ancient style and a strange red and brown ball in his hand.
Once he finds a relatively calm spot on the river, he releases the hatch on the ball. His eyes widen when some sort of purple slimeball pops out. It makes an odd squishy noise at him, twitches its antenna in the air....and rushes straight at the river to play in the shallows. This thing seems to really like the water. It wobbles and shivers like some kind of dessert jelly....
"Great. So I'm...in a new world some hundred years behind mine, where almost everything's trying to kill me, with this little jelly for protection?"
What a day. Kaiba peels off his new sandals and rolls up his pant legs, opting to sit close to the small creature and watch it play. It splashes about, all smiles: contrasting his trainer, all frowns.
working hard for the money:
Kaiba eventually picks up on the basics of Pokémon training through observation (and maybe a few questions). His little friend Kingyoku knows a few attack and defense abilities that he can use if the two get in trouble, and together they're meant to explore the wild and gather supplies. Fine, he can do that.
They don't stray far from camp (how he hates sleeping next to all these strangers), but they do search high and low for berries and leeks to earn their keep. Kingyoku's especially good at finding leeks, doing a little wobbly dance whenever he finds one. It's...almost cute.
Berries are a different story. Kingyoku isn't really solid enough to ram into trees to knock them down, so that leaves Kaiba to attempt to climb them. He hops onto a tree, hauls himself up the branches....
...and is promptly knocked down by a falling larva-like creature wrapped in leaves. Whoops. Kingyoku bubbles angrily, zooming over to try to scare it off! He hisses and spits a hot stream of bubbles. Kaiba looks up bleary-eyed as he hauls himself to his feet. What the heck?
The little goober is protecting him? He feels a strange surge of emotion in his chest and hops up to his feet, just as the weird leaf-bug surges forward for a bite.
"Attack!"
Kingyoku can't dodge in time, but it's so gelatinous that the bite doesn't seem to have much of an effect. And it's in perfect range for Kingyoku to spit some kind of hot breath, sending the thing flying backward.
Kaiba spares a little smile. Maybe they'll survive after all...is what he thinks until another one of these leaf-cloaked larvae drops out of the next tree, also gearing up to attack.
Help?
night skies
After dusk, when it's too dark to safely travel and unnerving ghostly sounds fill the area, Kaiba reluctantly retreats to the beach where everyone's tents are set up. He seems to hesitate around the outskirts of camp, looking at the gathered people socializing with a frown.
How are so many of them calm about this? Taken from their lives, partnering with strange beings...none of it's normal. He's no delicate flower, he can survive, but the idiot who trapped them here needs to get her mistake fixed ASAP.
He plants himself on a log and frowns up at the sky. The stars are surprisingly bright without the light pollution of the modern world, but...! No. No positives.
Kingyoku bumps into his leg then. Ugh, he's going to get his new clothes all slimy. Kaiba oh-so-carefully picks him up and sets him on the log beside him, but his hands are a mess. He wipes them on what remains of his old turtleneck, which he's decided to keep as a rag.
He feeds Kingyoku a berry absently, and takes a deep breath...and that calms him enough to dare to try to speak to one of the more experienced people passing by.
"...How confident are you that they'll send us back?"
--((prompts for weeks 3-4))--
never quite clean (fieldlands)
The trouble with having a Goomy for a partner is that they're very slimy. And very affectionate. That means his only fully intact outfit is very often slimy.
Kaiba's once again at the river by the dam at dusk, wearing his slightly ripped black leather pants while he washes his clothes *again*. He has a whole setup for laundry with buckets, water heated by a small fire (thanks to the little Ponyta curled up on the sands nearby), and he's rubbing his hands raw with scrubbing. Goomy slime really is stubborn.
Meanwhile the guilty Pokémon plays in the shallows in front of his Trainer, doing his usual dance.
"I'd probably kill for a washing machine right now."
highest heights (coastlands)
Once Kingyoku and his new fiery pony Zephyra are both a little stronger, it's finally time to train against tougher Pokémon! He takes them to the Cobalt Coastlands for some searching, training, and gathering. And an incredible view of the ocean wouldn't hurt, really.
He finds such a view on the cliffside to the left, and there's a relatively easy walking path up there. They have to battle their way through a few Pokémon, but once they make it to the top...it's an incredible view of the beach, with a few hidden lakes and lagoons on either side.
Time to let Kingyoku and Zephyra see the view! He lets his two Pokémon out of their balls and takes a seat on the cliff beside them. A little risky? Of course. But the view can't be beat.
He just...gently pulls King back from the ledge before he can attract a nearby bird. "Easy. I don't know how an aerial battle's gonna work when you can't fly."
King seems to pout. He's a dragon, he wants to fly! But that's not gonna happen, buddy.
hot spring field trip (end of month, icelands)
Kaiba is absolutely miserable once they arrive in the Icelands. He has a team of three by now, but his gentle little moth isn't really doing well in the cold. It's Zephyra who takes the lead here, the pony's gentle heat very welcome in this environment. He walks beside her on his travels, and her flames seem to scare off most of the smaller Ice-types. That's a relief.
He's looking for somewhere to stop and double check his supplies when he finds an unexpectedly peaceful place...a hot spring. Zephyra accidentally kicks a rock and the Pokémon in the spring turn to him...but they collectively shrug and turn back. Two that resemble muscular men with reptilian faces approach...but all they do is flex, laugh...and are they waving them over?
"...do we join them?" Kaiba asks, frozen in place. What a bizarre situation.
wildcard:
[ ooc: want a different prompt? feel free to suggest one here! ]
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He kicks his feet, trying his best to splash Kaiba with whatever ounce of water he can, all while laughing his head off. Which is in turn making him almost too weak to fight back.
"King, help me!"
Meanwhile Usi's just watching this all unfold from the riverside, shaking his head.
His trainer is insane, clearly.
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"It'll take hours to dry," he complains, but he splish-splashes anyway. Might as well while they're down here.
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After a few minutes, the Egyptian is far too weak to continue the fight and floats there on his back, trying to catch his breath and grinning like a fool. His makeup is pretty much gone now.
"Okay... I concede. You win, Kaiba. I've tuckered... myself out too quickly..."
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He hauls himself over to the river bank and looks back at Marik, still surprised by that smile. He's having fun...it reminds him of someone else he knows.
"We're going to have to work on your stamina, then," he says gently. "But this spot's safe enough. I've only seen a couple beavers floating by, and they're harmless."
He cranes his neck as King wades over, and the small Goomy gently headbutts Marik's side. "Think he wants to make sure you're okay."
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He wades out of the river, tucking the Goomy under his arm until he back on land and next to Kaiba, then sets him down.
"Guess we should head back to the camp then? We didn't get a whole lot of leeks... but some is better than nothing."