Time travel is the worst actually!

[cuttingremark]

Who: Loki and others!
Where: Hisui
When: July
Summary: An event catchall! Will be adding more prompts as the month goes.
Rating: PG-13 for language and like fighting and stuff?



Week 1

Arrival

Waking up suddenly in a strange new world was both disorienting and concerning. Doing it twice in as many weeks is just downright annoying.

Loki is sitting on a log on the outskirts of the camp, glaring daggers at the woman who apparently brought them all here. He is completely still save for his left hand picking at the palm of his right. Violence outside of pokemon battle seems to be completely foreign to this world, but the look in his eye says he would very much like to introduce it in his moment.

He speaks when approached, though his murderous focus stays on the 'scientist.'

"Has anyone found a way to contact our proper time? Outside of this woman's ravings, that is."

Patrol

The night is peaceful here as Loki makes his way through the underbrush with his new friend. Both him and his pokemon move quietly, barely disturbing a leaf or twig as they do.

This, of course, makes for prime shenanigans. If you happen to find yourself out this late, you may feel the faint scratch of something at your back...Turning will reveal Loki in his new clothes wearing a scary looking mask he probably made out of some fallen tree bark.

"Boo."

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patrol

[epitaffio]

The mere sensation of something behind him is enough to get him on edge, but turning around to find a figure snarling at him, its features obscured by the dark, has Doppio yelping and stumbling backwards, nearly falling flat on his ass.

Someone was clearly not ready for shenanigans.

"... H-Huh? Who's there?"

[cuttingremark]

Loki had expected people to see his rather shoddy looking mask and immediately know it was a joke. Still, he's nothing if not quick to improvise.

"The spirit of the forest!" His voice comes out a raspy baritone. "Who intrudes in my domain?"

[epitaffio]

That's the thing. As soon as Doppio realised the person behind was human-shaped, he did assume that's who he was talking to. It's just that, for whatever reason (anxiety. It's anxiety. He is a jumpy boy), he isn't making the short leap from there to "joke."

... Though he's starting to get an inkling. He squints.

"You don't look like a Pokémon..."

[cuttingremark]

"Not all spirits have to be pokemon!" His voice is loosing a bit of it's 'spookiness.'

Arrival

[dreamsofahero]

Sion, being, well, himself, can't help but approach the quite angry-looking Prince of Asgard in hopes of perhaps reasoning with him a little.

"As far as I'm aware, no. Not to mention, there's no way of knowing yet whether we'll be returned to exactly the same moment or not."

In other words, it's not impossible that the fact that they were gone wouldn't even be noticed, depending on how, precisely, the machine works. Or fails to work. Who can say, at this point?

[cuttingremark]

And if we do return and much time has past, what will happen to our pokemon? [Ah, there it is.] Many of them are in places they are not native to, what if something happens to them?

[He's only known these little things for a couple weeks and already if something happened to them he would kill everyone in this room.]

[dreamsofahero]

"That probably depends on how long we're gone."

He gives a slight shrug.

"If it's just a short time, like when someone will on occasion fall unconscious for a week or so, perhaps nothing. Most Pokemon seem to be able to fend for themselves or retreat to their balls as needed in such circumstances. If it's longer, then other people may look after them, or some might even choose to return to the wild.

"However, I doubt the sudden disappearance of so many people--including both several who one businesses, as well as Aurora League gym leaders--would go unnoticed. So most likely, at worst, any Pokemon that cannot fend for themselves for a time will be returned to their balls, and possibly then placed in the PC storage for safekeeping, if possible."

If Sion's bothered by these recent events, he's certainly showing little enough outward sign of it. Then again, he's used to such things as having to be pleasant when speaking to people he loathes, so he's quite good at concealing his feelings.

[cuttingremark]

"I hope you're right..." He sighs, looking down at the rudimentary pokeball in his hand. He hasn't opened it since the helpful merchant handed it to him.

"Are you worried about your companions?"

Arrival

[crystalmaster]

Not that I know of.

[Radley is also furious and has just barely calmed down from a screaming fit at Cara.]

I don't even know if it's possible. I wish so much it was. I don't know how my Pokemon, or others', are going to stand this!

[If they were there, he could handle this so much better. It's the worry about them that upsets him the most.]

[cuttingremark]

Hubert has assured me that his pokemon will look after my little ones, but I can't help but worry. [Odelegger can take care of himself, Hugin probably could as well. But Snjokorn isn't from that environment and is so easily startled...]

[crystalmaster]

Oh yeah, I know mine will look after each other. But they'll be so worried, and Cosmo will be freaking out. She doesn't let any people but me and Fluttershy near her.

Patrol

[sweetbrohellayiff]

Dave is an unsatisfying scare. Having been menaced by a man who was roughly equally comprised of jump scares and puppet based erotic horror his entire life, this doesn't quite make the needle jump.

But he does turn around. All six foot something, blond hair, and sunglasses. (In the middle of the night?) His voice is soft and deadpan with a Texan drawl.

"Alright. What's all this about? Are you supposed to be a ghost or we doing a murderer in the forest sort of deal? And what's with the mask? You got a tragic backstory where you fell into a campfire or something?"

[cuttingremark]

"I was going for more 'ghost' than 'murderer.'" Loki pulls the mask to the side, grinning. "And as you can see no such scaring disfigures my face. Just a good bit of fun."

A small Hisuian Zorua pokes his head out from behind Loki's leg, giving Dave a friendly yip.

patrol

[psionicmolotov]

Kimmuriel's new Gligar, taking its apparent favored spot clinging to its new trainer's back, trills aggressively when disturbed. Her tail snaps to and fro, ready to punish the interloper, and only stills when Kimmuriel holds up a hand as he turns.

"I suppose this amuses you," he says, flat and unaffected as usual. Not a very good target for surprises, it seems.

[cuttingremark]

"Well it is more fun when you jump." Loki pulls aside the mask, grinning. "But yes, it does still amuse me."

Loki's new Zorua pokes a head out from behind his legs, having apparently been trying to add ambiance with his ghostly tail and mane.

[psionicmolotov]

"You would think that," Kimmuriel says in return, the slight pressure on 'would' making it sound downright disdainful, even if his expression doesn't shift an inch. His Gligar swings easily on his back, adjusting herself to drape around his slim shoulders once again.

He glances down at the Zorua. He's seen one of these before, but it's the wrong colour entirely...and it seems too...ethereal to be one of those off-colours that other humans (and Jarlaxle) seem to adore.

"That is an odd creature you have there," he says, after observing it a moment. "It is much unlike its distant cousins, back in our proper time. Its coloration is much changed, for a start." Not to mention its composition....

arrival

[pegasinister]

"Ah, there you are." Oh look it's Hubert, a weird gray and purple... cat... thing... hanging off his shoulder. It seems he was in fact looking for his travel companion after they all woke up here suddenly.

It's almost like they're friends or something.

[cuttingremark]

Almost like traveling together for two weeks will either make you friends or bitter enemies. Probably best for both of them that, against all odds, they landed on the former.

Anyways, Loki looks Stressed (tm) and has a red and white ghost fox rubbing up against his legs. It seems this new pokemon isn't put off at all by the murderous aura he's exuding.

"Hubert, I don't know if I'm more or less pleased to see you here. Are you alright?"

[pegasinister]

"I'm... acceptable. Less than pleased, but no worse for the wear. Yourself?"

arrival

[restlessdreamer]

In pretty direct contrast, Astrid isn't bothered - especially compared to her initial reaction upon waking up in Johto, this change has her almost calm.

"I dunno about proper time; showing up then or now, the proper time is back home." She flops down onto a nearby stump.

Loki looks fuckwithable, and it's hard to resist.

[cuttingremark]

"Well obviously." Loki waves a dismissive hand. "But if we're going to be torn from our homes without our consent, the least that can happen is not flinging us into yet another unfamiliar environment a couple of weeks later."

[restlessdreamer]

"Maybe that's just how this works, you don't know." Though, to be extremely fair, she doesn't either. "Pain in the ass, either way. Astrid," she says, holding her hand out.

patrol

[fortuna_tenax]

( given that jinx has her own ghost buddy- well. now her typhlosion's a ghost buddy, anyways- and that she herself has always been a little spooky, she doesn't really flinch or anything. if anything, she looks on impassively for a moment- even if it was a ghost or something, a witch should never be afraid of anything else, for it was key to survival to be worse.

so loki might be a little disappointed when she just shrugs and waves idly. )

Hey.

[cuttingremark]

[He considers trying to keep up the act for a brief moment, but quickly discards the idea. With a sigh he casts aside the mask.]

Does no one around startle?

[fortuna_tenax]

( ... does she feel a little bad? maybe for a split second. more than that, she's just amused though honestly. )

Mmm, maybe some? Unfortunately, however, you got me this time, and I like scary things.