round one | what the hell happened here

[wolfspedigree]

Who: Rock Howard and you!
When: August/September
Where: Mom's House / New Bark Town / Route 29
Summary: Getting his bearings and wow does he not know a thing.
Warnings?: None for now!


i. mom's house

[ waking up in a stranger's home is one thing. it's another thing to be surrounded by all sorts of strangers in a stranger's home. rock had to muffle a scream, managing to keep himself together as to not look like a weirdo, but his face says it all. dear lord, what the hell was all this??? ]

I have... so many questions right now.

[ though he doubts anyone will answer him. rock makes his way to the kitchen, trying to keep to himself, especially as he makes his way through "mom's" pantry. he tries not to make the most noise, even though he does indeed bump into people on occasion. if he does, all you get is a mumbled 'sorry'. ]

ii. new bark town

[ he's one of the last people to leave mom's house, and he can't help but wonder what was that all about. sure, seeing people was one thing, but seeing swarms of creatures attacking said strangers and all the cries of "i missed you too" made the teen feel just all the more confused. but he doubts most people would give him any sort of day, if they were like the people he met in the KOF tournaments.

the only exceptions to that were shun'ei and isla, and even his own teammates. so there he was, in his own little corner, looking at a growlithe with a neutral look. ]

Looks like you're the little guy whose stuck with me, huh? [ a small smile. ] Welcome to team Garou, little guy.

[ a bark of approval. rock already likes his new pokemon. ]

iii. route 29

[ rock follows the crowd for the most part. he keeps to the back of the pack, really trying his best to look casual, as if he knew what he was doing for the most part. he doesn't, but acting the part was the key to actually learning. he has his nose stuffed into the trainer handbook, but... a lot of things still fly over his head. ]

So we catch these pokemon, to train them and make sure they... get stronger? So we're teachers?

[ he's still trying to make heads or tails on the entire thing. ]

iv. network (text, un: flybynightwolf)

Can anyone explain why weapons are banned here? It makes no sense.

[ totally not a weird thing to ask. ]

v. wildcard!

[ throw whatever at me! or plot with me over on plurk or discord! divinereaper or naoto#0929 ]

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[dreamsofahero]

Presumably due to a rather childish lack of understanding both of what constitutes a 'weapon' as well as how a person can actually effectively be harmed.

Or, to look at it another way, perhaps it was easier to simply ban a list of weapons than deal with all the specifics.

[wolfspedigree]

Yeah, that's what I thought. I haven't seen any fighting at all, and if I did, it's only with Pokemon. It's so confusing.

[dreamsofahero]

It's quite unusual for people to fight each other directly here, yes. Even most criminals seem to rely primarily on their Pokemon.

[wolfspedigree]

Yeah, that I noticed. But even then, I don't know... depending on something doesn't feel right.

[dreamsofahero]

Well I can assure you at least that attempting to fight a Pokémon with your bare fists will not go particularly favorably for you. So if nothing else, if you wish to feel secure, you should at least make sure that your own team is competent enough to handle whatever situations you may encounter that requires them.

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[nightyorb]

[Rock is going to find a short... child, yes, a child, in one of the cupboards. The child (well, teen, really, but his size makes him look younger than he is) has the gall to raise a very pointed brow at Rock, as if he is seems vaguely annoyed at being interrupted.

Riz (because that is obviously who this is) is clutching a steaming #1 MOM mug in one hand, his other hand clutching a bag of instant coffee that he pulls closer to his body when Rock opens the door of the cupboard.]

Can I help you?

[wolfspedigree]

[ rock definitely jumps at the sight of a child just... jammed into the cupboards like another random dish. he stares for a moment before pointing to the bag of instant coffee riz has in his hands. ]

I would like that instant coffee in your hands, yeah.

[ the deadpan in his voice definitely indicates he's not okay with that attitude. ]

[nightyorb]

[In response, Riz curls up tighter around the bag of instant coffee, even going as far as to bare his teeth at Rock!]

Oh no. No way. I've just gone without coffee for six fucking weeks. You'll have to pry these from my cold dead fingers if you want them.

[wolfspedigree]

[ rock doesn't like that answer, and the upset isn't exactly hidden. he really tries to keep his anger in check though.

keyword being tries. ]

Listen kid, I'm not above knocking a brat out, so just behave and give me the coffee, and maybe I won't leave you with a black eye or two.

iii

[restlessdreamer]

Basically. They call us trainers, though.

[It had been tough to decide who to box and who to keep with her, but Astrid reassured herself with a reminder that the pokemon seemed totally comfortable in their balls and, in turn, the PC system.

Abbadon is trotting next to the two of them, and slowing their progress by stopping to sniff at every single thing in their path. She supposes she can't blame him - the Arcanine had just been moved into a world wholly unfamiliar to him.

A trend with this place, it seems.]

[wolfspedigree]

[ rock looked up from the book, eyebrow raised. ]

Trainers? So we're supposed to be in charge of multiple of these strange creatures?

[ his own growlithe gives rock a bark, as if agreeing with the stranger's words. he would definitely appreciate new friends, and for rock to get stronger too. ]

... That definitely sounded like a yes.

[restlessdreamer]

You can find teammates just about anywhere, and most of them seem to really enjoy fighting with one another. It's a sport.

[She shifts her bag around so she can rummage in it, and tosses him an empty pokeball.]

Wanna give catching a try?

[wolfspedigree]

A sport, huh...

[ just like fighting, for him and other south town residents back home. he's got a lot to think about, that's for sure.

when he's tossed a pokeball, he catches it without even looking. he realizes what he's done, and has the presence of mind enough to blush lightly. whoops. but then again, do people even care? ]

Sure...? The little guy could use the practice, honestly.

[ the growlithe started barking excitedly. yes please, let him fight!!! ]

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[neverbreaks]

[ Honestly, it's difficult not to bump into Luisa; not only is it so cramped in the room, she also takes up a bit of space herself.

So when Rock bumps into her, she's quick to wave off the apology. ] No, that's my fault. Sorry about that.

[wolfspedigree]

[ rock nods, totally not freaked out by someone so completely bigger than him. at least she seemed nice? ]

You sure? I wasn't looking... but then again, I don't even know where I am...

[neverbreaks]

[ She's definitely pretty tall, and so are a lot of her Pokemon. Right now she's trying to keep the larger ones out of the way so there's more room for people to move. ]

You...don't? Oh wait, so you weren't here before everything happened?

[wolfspedigree]

[ rock looks blankly at the woman, blinking. ]

Uh, no? Did something happen before I came here?

new bark town

[blue_ice]

[ There's a dark-haired teenager dressed in a blue and black soccer uniform preparing to head out, gently patting the muzzle of a tall horse with a fiery flame of a mane. She's wearing a saddle, so it looks like someone's going for a ride.

Yes, the saddle is sitting on flames. No, it's not burning up. Somehow. He turns to look around, and spots someone he doesn't recognize with a single Pokémon. It looks similar to the fiery puppies he's seen a few of so far, but different...hm. Interesting. ]

Did you just land here?

[wolfspedigree]

[ rock looks up at being questioned, confusion on his face before answering. his mind was elsewhere, something that would most likely have gotten him into a fight. thankfully that doesn't happen much here, it seems. ]

Yeah, I did. Why, is it kind of obvious?

[ he hoped it wasn't. ]

[blue_ice]

[ He thinks a moment about how to answer that. ]

I'm new too. But I don't remember seeing you back where we just came from...we were all trapped about a hundred and fifty years in the past. But I landed there, so I've never been to this 'present' before.

[ His own team's pretty small too. ]

Apparently we're supposed to travel, build teams of Pokémon, and make lives here. Most people do that by battling, but some are breeders. Or other business owners.

[wolfspedigree]

So I've heard... [ it was hard to ignore all the comments about the time in the past-- hisui, he's heard it called. something about it made him want to question more, so he decides to try his luck. ] How different is it here, so far? It doesn't look too far off from where I'm from.

[ but finally, good information! rock takes a moment to process everything before replying. ]

By the sounds of that, making relationships and teams is what's most important... great. [ not his best subject, but whatever. ] There has to be some way to make this easier.

New Bark Town

[phoenixwiz]

(Harry was among the last trainers to leave Mom’s House after spending time doing many attempts to get out of the bath tub. As he walks out of the door, he sees Rock chatting with a dog like Pokémon that looks similarly to Godric but is also different.

And Godric is very curious of the Pokémon that looks similar to him that he wants to play with him.)

Hi there, are you new to Jotho too? This is also my first time being in here.

Growl, Growlithe, Growl!

I’m reallt sorry if my Growlithe is a bit energetic right now. He is just that excited to meet new people and Pokémon.

[wolfspedigree]

Ah, yeah, I am. But is that house normally that crowded...?

[ a question for the ages.

the growlithe in question sees the hisuian growlithe, and starts barking happily, as if meeting an old friend. of course, it was only because it was another growlithe, and it wanted to have fun with one of its same species. the pokemon rushes over to play, grinning all the way.

his trainer, however, sighs. ]

That's the third time he's run off... I'm sorry about him.

[phoenixwiz]

Normally, it wouldn’t be this crowded. But there were so many people who got sent into the past thanks in part to a time machine malfunction a month ago that many of us arrived at Mum’s house in various places upon returning back.

Growl, Growlithe, Growl! Growl-lithe!

Hey, that’s okay: my Growlithe sometimes wanders off to places too. He is a bit too curious for a Growlithe from Hisui.

[wolfspedigree]

[ rock takes in everything the stranger's told him, and tries to come to terms with everything. so they were all coming back from the past... because a time machine sent them to this world's past... sounds like the story ash crimson told him about, and even then he was skeptical! but maybe both he and the guy in front of him is right.

he felt as if he stepped into a minefield, actually. ]

Yeah, that would explain the crowded house... [ he hums. ] But whoever brought you all there could've planned it out a little better.

[ a blink. ] That's the name of the place you went to? [ rock looks at the two growlithes. ] Huh... they look so different, yet I can see the similarities.