The air is humid, and unusually warm for this early in spring. The plants around are just a bit unfamiliar: giant ferns, things that look like palm trees mixed oddly with towering conifers, shrubs with fan-shaped leaves, plants sprouting objects that look halfway between flowers and pine cones. Water splashes and trickles, probably from a stream somewhere nearby. Leaves rustle in the breeze, and there are distant animal noises - but none that sound like the Pokemon cries you'd expect to hear in the forests of today.
...is it still today?
Welcome to prehistoric Johto!
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Everything about the Pokemon world is already surreal, so he's grading this on a curve. But still... there's an actual dinosaur in front of him. A Tyrunt, according to his PokeGear, who is about the size of a dog and looks young enough that Joseph could probably send his Pokemon after it. And it's been following him for a while, making little noises as though it's hungry and hoping for scraps. Funny how the wonder of new creatures tends to slide immediately into frustration at them... acting like animals.
"Hey, clear off already! I'm not giving you anything."
The Tyrunt makes another whining grunt, and moves closer. Joseph slides his foot under it, trying to push it back and away - already a bold move considering how large the Tyrunt's mouth is.
Even bolder when there's a very high chance that the creature's mother is around.
ii. Run awayyy!
Later on (a few hours or a few days) Joseph is back on his bullshit. He had warned Suzi Q about bugs, and tried to play it off like he was worried about her, but he actually really hates how many bugs are the size of his Charmander. And he has just discovered something that might be his worst nightmare - a Slither Wing, whose body is larger than a Great Dane and whose wings would brush the ceiling of most houses.
And he's managed to make it very angry.
Joseph is currently running at full clip, being chased by a rampaging Slither Wing while his Charmander breathes Embers from his safe perch on Joseph's shoulder. He may run into you by accident, or slow down if you manage to stop the Slither Wing in its tracks.
iii. Wildcard!
[ Feel free to throw anything at him, or come plot with me at necromantica! Also feel free to assume any or all of his Pokemon are out of their balls, possibly perched on him or just wandering around. ]
Jurassic Jotho is frightening in the dark, I mean, daylight!
If he thinks that his life in the Pokémon world hasn’t gotten any weirder or that he wouldn’t go back to time traveling again, Harry has been most certainly proven wrong today. A few hours ago he and Jotaro and their teams are on their way to Mahogany Town to face Pryce, only for him to be stranded in a big giant unfamiliar forest with equally unfamiliar flora and fauna.
Thankfully his travel gear, including his PokéGear and Prom outfit, and his team have arrived with him as well. Although those things did little to reassure him out of his anxiety and concerns of being displaced in time again. From what he could tell, it appears that Cara isn’t responsible for this time travel incident this time. No inventions gone wrong or Cara meddling or angry rampaging Arceus to be found at all.
And to make things even more complicated, he discovered that out of all his Pokémon he has brought along for the Glacier badge battle, Molly, who had just gotten out of her PokéBall, has the unfortunate honor of being devolved to a Pichu and being horribly under-leveled. She is annoyed by this temporary change and is sticking very close to her Trainer as she could help it as Harry tries to navigate around the forest.
“Gosh, Molly. It has been a couple of minutes since we arrived in here and there doesn’t seem to be anybody here right now that we can find and meet up,” Harry tells his now Pichu.
“Pichu! Pichu, Pi…” Molly grumbles, clearly upset that she can’t float around on her tail right now.
If anyone happens to cross paths with a worrisome glasses wearing man and his currently tiny (and grumpy) electric mouse, try to give him a frantic wave to let him know that he and Molly aren’t alone in this strange place.
[Emporio has a headache. A raging headache that tends to come when one is severely displaced in some way and-] AH-!
[Shit. The teen scrambles to his feet. Okay- pokeballs, who happen to be the ones he was training, so that might not work out well...Woods, woods he doesn't recognize, let's see the Pokegear and try to contact someone then and...
...Uh oh.] Shoot. No signal... ...and I don't think I have much on me other than a knife either...
[A screech passes overhead. Emporio looks up, expecting some sort of flying pokemon and.
Pales.]
W...
Was that an aerodactyl..?
[WHEN ALL YOU HAVE IS A KNIFE]
[All told, he's not done too badly. Bushcrafting as some call it, is kind of Emporio's thing. It's something offered in the courses, and something he's partaken in along various routes too- something that resulted in a lot of small shelters that people can just, make use of.
Here in the seeming ancient past, it's not much different. He made himself a small shelter quick, of course, but now he's working on larger options for more people. Working on a defensive perimeter, on a look out, on...]
Hm?
[A call from the pokemon he has keeping watch. Emporio turns his head down to see who's approaching.] Oh, hey!!
Have you been out there long? Over here, I can get something cooking..!
- Foraging and hunting. Well, he doesn't comment on the latter bit but, foraging. They need to find a good supply of food, and ensure fresh water remains fresh. And... ...Uh oh, something's rustling out there.
[FIGHT OR FRIGHT]
[What with the situation at hand, there's a lot of foraging to be done if they're all going to have food until this resolves. Emporio's got a pretty good handle on that- explaining what seems to still be edible, making sure the water is clean and all that. But they still have to go out there for it, and so here he is with a partner.
Never go into woods like this alone, after all.
In any case...all is going well. They've got some good mushrooms, some wild plants, and-]
I. Exploring [After an...exciting arrival, Rui is taking the time to explore the area. Thankfully, he still has Wattson, the Pawmot, on his team, so he's able to record everything with his Pokegear.]
Here we are, in Prehistoric Johto. As you can see even the flora is vastly different than what we are used to in modern times. Perhaps, if we're lucky, we may even see a Pokemon native to this time period.
II. Foraging [Food is important. And Rui's candy supply will only last him so long. He needs to find something more substantial before then. Perhaps he'll get lucky like the last time he was stranded somewhere with no civilization, and find some bananas or something. His stomach growls.]
Hopefully there is something around here...
III. Pre-Dramatics
[Rui finds the perfect space to put on a show. It just needs a little tweaking. Sure, there's no way to get the word out about the show, but that won't stop him. How often can you put on a truly prehistoric show? He'll get one of his Pokemon to record it for later. For now, he's making a makeshift props out of leaves, stones, and sticks.]
Yes. I think this'll do~ Now should I make some curtains for showtime?
IV. Dramatics + Optional Interruption
[Rui and Nepeta, the Meowscarada, were putting their all into a play about the first human and pokemon friendship. It was going great until a loud scream came from somewhere off stage, and a large...not a jigglypuff bounded in with puffed cheeks.]
I. Realization [Giovanni is so done with this world. He was just starting to get the hang of how things are, and he gets sent to the past. He's staring at way too large tree like it is the cause of everything bad in his life.]
Not this again...
II. Acceptance
[Well, if he's here then there's no evil team to appease. He's going to make the best of his time. Which first means surviving. Which means food and shelter.]
Food should be easy enough. Some of these plants look similar enough to the guide book...But shelter will be a bit more difficult. I'll want someplace close enough to a water source, and then, hmmm...How would I make it?
III. Inspiration
[As a stylist, Giovanni is always on the lookout for inspiration. He is not expecting, however, to find inspiration in the form of a persistent Flutter Mane following him around. Which is why he keeps trying to lose the ghost Pokemon.]
I think I have finally lost it.
[He gives no context to whoever he says that to, but the context appears a moment later, as the Flutter Mane floats into view.]
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Joseph Joestar
Everything about the Pokemon world is already surreal, so he's grading this on a curve. But still... there's an actual dinosaur in front of him. A Tyrunt, according to his PokeGear, who is about the size of a dog and looks young enough that Joseph could probably send his Pokemon after it. And it's been following him for a while, making little noises as though it's hungry and hoping for scraps. Funny how the wonder of new creatures tends to slide immediately into frustration at them... acting like animals.
"Hey, clear off already! I'm not giving you anything."
The Tyrunt makes another whining grunt, and moves closer. Joseph slides his foot under it, trying to push it back and away - already a bold move considering how large the Tyrunt's mouth is.
Even bolder when there's a very high chance that the creature's mother is around.
ii. Run awayyy!
Later on (a few hours or a few days) Joseph is back on his bullshit. He had warned Suzi Q about bugs, and tried to play it off like he was worried about her, but he actually really hates how many bugs are the size of his Charmander. And he has just discovered something that might be his worst nightmare - a Slither Wing, whose body is larger than a Great Dane and whose wings would brush the ceiling of most houses.
And he's managed to make it very angry.
Joseph is currently running at full clip, being chased by a rampaging Slither Wing while his Charmander breathes Embers from his safe perch on Joseph's shoulder. He may run into you by accident, or slow down if you manage to stop the Slither Wing in its tracks.
iii. Wildcard!
[ Feel free to throw anything at him, or come plot with me at
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I say Joseph might notice Rui's fashion choices, but I've seen some of the stuff Joseph wears lol
no Jojo character can ever judge someone's fashion lmao
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JURASSIC PARK....
can't take this man anywhere smh
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Harry Potter | OTA
If he thinks that his life in the Pokémon world hasn’t gotten any weirder or that he wouldn’t go back to time traveling again, Harry has been most certainly proven wrong today. A few hours ago he and Jotaro and their teams are on their way to Mahogany Town to face Pryce, only for him to be stranded in a big giant unfamiliar forest with equally unfamiliar flora and fauna.
Thankfully his travel gear, including his PokéGear and Prom outfit, and his team have arrived with him as well. Although those things did little to reassure him out of his anxiety and concerns of being displaced in time again. From what he could tell, it appears that Cara isn’t responsible for this time travel incident this time. No inventions gone wrong or Cara meddling or angry rampaging Arceus to be found at all.
And to make things even more complicated, he discovered that out of all his Pokémon he has brought along for the Glacier badge battle, Molly, who had just gotten out of her PokéBall, has the unfortunate honor of being devolved to a Pichu and being horribly under-leveled. She is annoyed by this temporary change and is sticking very close to her Trainer as she could help it as Harry tries to navigate around the forest.
“Gosh, Molly. It has been a couple of minutes since we arrived in here and there doesn’t seem to be anybody here right now that we can find and meet up,” Harry tells his now Pichu.
“Pichu! Pichu, Pi…” Molly grumbles, clearly upset that she can’t float around on her tail right now.
If anyone happens to cross paths with a worrisome glasses wearing man and his currently tiny (and grumpy) electric mouse, try to give him a frantic wave to let him know that he and Molly aren’t alone in this strange place.
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Emporio Alniño
[Emporio has a headache. A raging headache that tends to come when one is severely displaced in some way and-] AH-!
[Shit. The teen scrambles to his feet. Okay- pokeballs, who happen to be the ones he was training, so that might not work out well...Woods, woods he doesn't recognize, let's see the Pokegear and try to contact someone then and...
...Uh oh.] Shoot. No signal... ...and I don't think I have much on me other than a knife either...
[A screech passes overhead. Emporio looks up, expecting some sort of flying pokemon and.
Pales.]
W...
Was that an aerodactyl..?
[WHEN ALL YOU HAVE IS A KNIFE]
[All told, he's not done too badly. Bushcrafting as some call it, is kind of Emporio's thing. It's something offered in the courses, and something he's partaken in along various routes too- something that resulted in a lot of small shelters that people can just, make use of.
Here in the seeming ancient past, it's not much different. He made himself a small shelter quick, of course, but now he's working on larger options for more people. Working on a defensive perimeter, on a look out, on...]
Hm?
[A call from the pokemon he has keeping watch. Emporio turns his head down to see who's approaching.] Oh, hey!!
Have you been out there long? Over here, I can get something cooking..!
- Foraging and hunting. Well, he doesn't comment on the latter bit but, foraging. They need to find a good supply of food, and ensure fresh water remains fresh. And... ...Uh oh, something's rustling out there.
[FIGHT OR FRIGHT]
[What with the situation at hand, there's a lot of foraging to be done if they're all going to have food until this resolves. Emporio's got a pretty good handle on that- explaining what seems to still be edible, making sure the water is clean and all that. But they still have to go out there for it, and so here he is with a partner.
Never go into woods like this alone, after all.
In any case...all is going well. They've got some good mushrooms, some wild plants, and-]
...hey.
[Uh oh.]
...Did you hear that..?
[He quietly puts a hand on one of his pokeballs.]
I've Seen Primeval :D
AW HECK YEAHHHH
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ALL GOOD ABT THE EDITS lbr easter retail had my soul the whole time
Right? Like Easter weekend felt like I was walking into 'A Nightmare on Elm Street' :(
weeps in food tray preparation
I'm just glad the weekend is over, just...it was an absolute pastel hellscape with last minute prep
Primeval
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Rui Kamishiro | OTA
[After an...exciting arrival, Rui is taking the time to explore the area. Thankfully, he still has Wattson, the Pawmot, on his team, so he's able to record everything with his Pokegear.]
Here we are, in Prehistoric Johto. As you can see even the flora is vastly different than what we are used to in modern times. Perhaps, if we're lucky, we may even see a Pokemon native to this time period.
II. Foraging
[Food is important. And Rui's candy supply will only last him so long. He needs to find something more substantial before then. Perhaps he'll get lucky like the last time he was stranded somewhere with no civilization, and find some bananas or something. His stomach growls.]
Hopefully there is something around here...
III. Pre-Dramatics
[Rui finds the perfect space to put on a show. It just needs a little tweaking. Sure, there's no way to get the word out about the show, but that won't stop him. How often can you put on a truly prehistoric show? He'll get one of his Pokemon to record it for later. For now, he's making a makeshift props out of leaves, stones, and sticks.]
Yes. I think this'll do~ Now should I make some curtains for showtime?
IV. Dramatics + Optional Interruption
[Rui and Nepeta, the Meowscarada, were putting their all into a play about the first human and pokemon friendship. It was going great until a loud scream came from somewhere off stage, and a large...not a jigglypuff bounded in with puffed cheeks.]
V. Wildcard
[Have any other ideas? hmu!]
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Giovanni Cicchetto | OTA
[Giovanni is so done with this world. He was just starting to get the hang of how things are, and he gets sent to the past. He's staring at way too large tree like it is the cause of everything bad in his life.]
Not this again...
II. Acceptance
[Well, if he's here then there's no evil team to appease. He's going to make the best of his time. Which first means surviving. Which means food and shelter.]
Food should be easy enough. Some of these plants look similar enough to the guide book...But shelter will be a bit more difficult. I'll want someplace close enough to a water source, and then, hmmm...How would I make it?
III. Inspiration
[As a stylist, Giovanni is always on the lookout for inspiration. He is not expecting, however, to find inspiration in the form of a persistent Flutter Mane following him around. Which is why he keeps trying to lose the ghost Pokemon.]
I think I have finally lost it.
[He gives no context to whoever he says that to, but the context appears a moment later, as the Flutter Mane floats into view.]
IV. Wildcard
[If you have any other ideas hmu!]
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