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Spill The (Drow)Zee

Who: Everyone
Where: All over Kanto and Johto
When: January 5th-9th (and maybe the aftermath)
Summary: Psychic Pokemon spill some secrets.
Rating: Mark your threads if necessary!
OOC Info: here! There may also be more participants on the current TDM!

It's a soft, cloudy morning. Perhaps you're sleepily brewing up coffee at home or in a hotel room, or you're lounging about in your tent against your nice toasty Fire Pokemon, or maybe you were up and about early to head to work. You might even be noticing, gratefully, that all the Mr. Mimes and Hypnos that were hanging around town and staring at you are finally gone. Good riddance; you've been hearing people complain about bad dreams, like someone was using Dream Eater on them in their sleep. Perhaps you've even experienced some particularly restless nights yourself!

But no matter where you are... before long, you'll hear a soft rustle. It comes from just outside the door, or from behind you, or somewhere else outside of your range of vision - and when you go to check on it, you will find a piece of paper folded into a round-edged hexagram. Ink has bled through the paper, making it clear that there's something written on the inside, though the color of the ink - and the neatness of the handwriting - varies wildly.

If you're especially "lucky," more notes will keep being dropped off near you throughout the day. Or if you're nosy, you may be able to find similar ones left lying around, in locations as normal as pinned to a bulletin board or as unusual as tucked into a knothole deep in the woods.

But no matter what, when they're unfolded, the contents of the notes are... oh boy. Are you supposed to be seeing this?

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Boy oh boy, does Cecil have plenty of secrets to (never ever) share! In increasing order of severity (and reluctance to actually explain):

A. "Two of Cecil's Pokémon come from Team Rocket."

B. "Cecil hid the old fridge near the fridge."

C. "Cecil cannot tell the triplets apart when they sleep."

D. "Arceus is Cecil's fourth favorite out of six, ex aequo with Spiritus."

E. "Cecil worships pretty stones when the world gets funny."

F. "Cecil gets hot flashes in his sleep."

G. Send your own!
If you want Cecil to see a specific secret concerning a character, send away!

H. In the wild!
At some point starting around the 7th or so, people visiting the Lunar Gym or stumbling upon Cecil in Celadon may see him throw out one of those folded papers. Or kick it on sight. Or even ~~run~~ walk swiftly away from it. Nope nope nope he is not reading these anymore he is NOT–

Guess what horrible former amphibian found the note? This one did! Catrina has gotten pretty good at using her still pretty chewed up PokeGear as she goes to give Cecil a call. This would be her first time chatting with the human of hot flashes.

"So, heard you get hot flashes at night? Is that a normal thing humans have happen?"

Catrina was still getting use to the whole being a human thing, might as well find out if that's normal or not.

When Cecil answers the unknown number on his Pokégear, that is very much not what he expects to hear. Couldn't it have been a cold caller trying to sell him a new warranty for his fridge again?

"I beg your pardon? I do not...!"

He stops himself here, because now that he thinks about it, he did feel overly warm, last night. As he always does when that dream returns, when the screams start and the flames spread throughout the whole village, when Rydia's cries ring far louder than they did in real life.

Well. That's not good. That's not good at all.

Luckily, his interlocutor's questions contain one nugget of context he can use to avoid thinking about that dream, and he latches onto it with the desperation of a burning man.

"Ah, that is to say... I've no idea why you heard such a claim, but I do not, in fact, get hot flashes at night. That said, I've heard the locals use that term to describe an affliction that often troubles older human women, even in my world."

Catrina is a magical ~~creature~~ human that seems to know how to make some unexpected comments like it, especially for the first time encounter.

"That sounds like a 'Yes' to me."

If only Catrina understood that connection, she too would've related about a town being burned down via dragon breath weapon thanks to a very unfortunate outbreak. She remembers hearing the explosion right behind too after escaping with the whole family.

That though, is a story for another time, right now, juicy gossip is to be had!

"Shit man, humans really do have it rough. What did they do to piss off evolution that much to get these 'hot flashes' in old people? I dunno though, sounds like you're dodging the hot flashes allegations from the mystery notes. Maybe the notes are from that Cora-Teen weirdo?"

Catrina still hasn't learned that Cora-Teen is 'quarantine'...Catrina why?

"Being overheated by a swarm of Fire-types that wish to cuddle hardly counts as a true hot flash, I assure you."

And neither does a traumatic memory of his own making. But the Fire-types are an easier explanation, and it's not like he's entirely lying, either. His Pokémon do enjoy cuddling.

"I would be old enough to have them, were I a woman and entirely human. From what I caught of my mother-in-law's complaints, they started once her childbearing years were over, which happens... often in the late forties, early fifties. The fact that I'm fifty-two is hardly a secret. Besides, unexplained notes are hardly a reliable source of information, no matter which 'weirdo' wrote them."

"Have you considered spritzing yourself with vinegar before bed? That'll keep the fire types from wanting to cuddle so much."

This was an attempt by Catrina to give 'helpful' advice...Catrina that is absolutely terrible advice to give. However, her train of thought is derailed upon learning the magical wonders of the aging human body, more specifically, Catrina's own current human situation.

"What do you mean humans gets hot flashes in their late forties and fifties!? I thought I had till my three hundreds before something like that happens!"

"I never said I minded the cuddling, overwhelming warmth or not."

That is, frankly, horrifying advice to receive, though Cecil tries to not express that thought out loud. Everything he's heard up until now indicates he's speaking to a relatively recent arrival, and–

Oh. Oh, he's about to be the bearer of bad news, isn't he.

"...Has no one informed you yet? Healthy humans can expect to live up to eighty years or so, perhaps a hundred in extremely rare cases. Luckily, those who've surpassed that age before finding themselves here are not struck dead once their body changes."

Yes, unfortunately poor Cecil was the harbinger of bad news for Catrina. This wasn't Cecil's fault, Catrina pretty much flunked out of biology when it came to the animal kingdom outside of amphibians.

A hand runs across Catrina's face for a moment, getting a good feel of the human flesh on her. This is going to wrinkle before she's even one hundred? Memories of the rapidly aging Scal and her horrifically ancient grandpa comes into mind.

"I'm gonna look like the Cryptkeeper before I'm even one hundred!?"

It was the only take away from this whole thing rather than the shorter lifespan...oh Catrina.

"If it makes you feel any better, none of the preeminent locals I've met have visibly aged since I arrived fifteen years. You might not look so different by then."

Should he bring up the fact that the people who arrived around the same time have most certainly aged over the years? ...No, absolutely not. It's not as if most people stay long enough to age, after all. He may as well allow her some hope.

Catrina pulls herself a bit out of that weird space of self wallowing and pity to something of a soggy hopefulness if it got drenched in fast food grease, "Really? I might not end up turning into the Cryptkeeper? I can stay young for a long time?"

Probably for the best to not let her know that others most certainly aged over time too...let her have this one little scrape of hope, as a treat. Otherwise this gremlin might look into weird routes like Pokemon beauty routines...

"That's a strong possibility. Why, I've barely changed over the last decade and a half! Even without my makeup, I've yet to show wrinkles."

...Cecil is also very much not bringing up the fact that this is certainly due to his Lunarian ancestry, not any property inherent to this world. What would be the point of breaking her heart any further, when she's obviously disturbed by the limitations of human biology?

That hardly means he'll promise it'll never happen at all, mind you. He draws the line at outright lying.

That was the hope she could receive from that alone as she readily accepts that there's a very strong possibility that her merry little buns won't wrinkle and age. The Chansey eggs have been spared from becoming Catrina's new anti aging face mask.

"Damn, okay nothing to worry about, I'll be fine, totally fine. I won't crazy age like others will, TAKE THAT OLD MAN TIME!"

Someone don't mention Dialga to Catrina...Okay maybe do tell Dialga about Catrina, it's only right.

On one hand, Jotaro knows he should probably just respect Cecil's privacy and pretend he never saw the note. He should simply just erase the information from his brain. However, curiosity gets the best of him and eventually he shoots Cecil a message over PokeGear.

Got one of those weird notes talking about you.
Any truth to it? Not that I'm judging you re: stone worship. Just curious.

Cecil's initial reaction upon receiving that message is pure confusion, as the concept of worshiping a stone has never crossed his mind before. Perhaps Jotaro sent that message to the wrong number?

Then again, whoever writes these notes has proven to be very... creative in their interpretation of actual events, so. Might as well.

Good heavens. Stone worship? Dare I ask what exactly those notes said about the worship in question, and whether I should avoid being seen in public with Rock-types for a few weeks?

The Museum dream has been odd for the past few nights in Dolly's sleep, things being poked around and confusing the tiktaalik tour guide to no end with the guest signs popping up but no guests to be found. Then one day, it all stopped, how nice, how very nice indeed as Dolly went about her day helping out at the Haunted BnB. Of course, not everything is as calm as they appear as the notes come fluttering in like confetti out on the streets.

You may find one of the following notes involving Dolly if you're either lucky or unlucky enough:

A. Dolly is the sole surviving Queen from an island that no longer exists. (CW for Trauma, Grief, and Survivor's Guilt.)

B. Dolly has been to two different worlds before hand! This one is the third one!

C. Please tell the Tiktaalik Tour Guide I'm sorry for confusing him, I'd like a tour of the Museum someday! *There's a little doodle of an upright walking tiktaalik wearing a striped vest and a little floating baseball cap*

D. Dolly wasn't a human before arriving here, I want my fur to be soft like that. It's so unfair.

E. Dolly ran a mystery solving club for almost three decades at a college campus!

F. Send your own note!
Please feel free to throw a note towards Dolly's way! She could use some social interaction.

Edited (Removing one of them to replace with a better juicy bit of gossip) 2026-01-05 22:26 (UTC)

A part of Jotaro wants to pretend that he didn't see the note. That he would respect Dolly's privacy and move on with his life. However, it doesn't seem fair that Dolly doesn't know he knows a very personal fact, so in the end he messages her over Pokegear.

Found a note related to you. Got a moment to chat about it?
-Jotaro

Here comes that pit in her stomach as Dolly received that message on the PokeGear. Why did this have to happen? The notes have been almost everywhere as Dolly debates about answering. It takes a bit of prompting from the Fidough!Curly before Dolly would ultimately text back.

I'm on break now, so I'll be able to chat a little bit.

-Dolly

Catrina has been getting some pretty concerning stares from the Psychic Type swarm for the past few days, some of them keeping the Mime Jr.s away from the rancid former amphibian. Soon enough though, the swarm seems to be done and over with, but oh me, oh my, the notes sure are coming in!

A. Catrina is the only normal family member in a mafia family.

B. Needs to be quarantined, please quarantine the human called Catrina Calavera.

C. Catrina sleeps with this absolutely disgusting plush toy called 'Plague Bird', it's awful to look at. You humans better be thankful that we're sharing this information.

D. Catrina was an accessory to a jewelry heist and hid about 10k worth of jewelry somewhere back home.

E. Send a note Catrina's way! Please feel free to send your note towards Catrina!

F. Aftermath
Catrina can be found hiding about from this mentions of 'Cora-Teen' (Catrina, honey that's quarantine and it's not a person). Clearly, this former amphibian is staying clear of the Pokemon Centers until this blows over. Maybe you can convince the potentially diseased wonder that Nurse Joy isn't some sort of horrifying creature?

Edited 2026-01-06 00:56 (UTC)

Here's a list of juicy secrets about Beetlejuice your character can uncover thanks to the oh so helpful psychic pokemon:

A. "Beetlejuice eats hotel soap."

B. "Beetlejuice is in love with his friend Scar."

C. "Beetlejuice is afraid of Mr. Mime."

D. "Beetlejuice is suuuuper lonely."

F. "Beetlejuice has 640000P in credit card debt."

G. "Wildcard!"

Beetlejuice can be found most places out and about trying to sell watches/ghost tours/sketchy-looking berries/insurance or working on his Very Scary Not Terrible At All horror novel in public cafes on an old-timey typewriter. He's got most warps so you can find him anywhere!

Well, of course Radley just so happens to find one of the notes when Evie very helpfully brings him one in her mouth that a Drowzee wanted delivered! He opens it and stares at it.

"What the ... ? Why would anybody eat soap?!"

Beetlejuice, who is busking nearby with his banjolele, doesn't really pay much attention to the outbirst. Not right away because he doesn't know it's about him. Even though he...is probably the only person in Johto who regularly eats soap.

Radley thinks it's super weird, but he's not going to lose any waking or sleeping time over it. He's more concerned to realize he sees notes being passed all over the place.

"Hey, what's going on around here?!"

Evie looks around too, warbles, and goes over to Beetlejuice to try to nicely ask if he knows what's going on with the notes! "Vee?"

Again, not his circus, not his monkeys.

BUT.

He is NOT immune to a cute little Eevee coming up to him. He pauses in his playing and leans down.

"What's shakin', Longears? Got a request?"

"Eevee-vee!" Evie exclaims, and turns as if to show the scene around them.

Radley comes over to them. "Something really weird's happening," he says. "It looks like these Psychic Pokemon are passing notes about people."

He hasn't even stopped to think yet that he's probably included in that too.

Beetlejuice looks over to Radley and gives him a little half wave. He's seen the guy's face around but doesn't know him very well. Which means maybe he can scam him!

"Didn't know Pokemon could spell. Hey, you wouldn't happen to be in the market for a waterproof watch, would ya?"

Radley vaguely remembers seeing him, but may or may not realize this is the soap guy.

"Some can. And thanks, but nah. I don't swim much. Aren't you worried at all about what's going on here? They might be telling things about you too."

"No? Who believes something a random Pokemon tells them?"

BJ loved a good ridiculous tabloid and may or may not have written a few himself in attempts to get ideas rolling for his new novel, but he knew better than to trust them. But this guy seems pretty concerned...

"Why, what'd they say about you?"

"Since they're Psychic Pokemon, they could be reading minds," Radley says. Weirder things have happened.

He frowns a bit. "I've got no idea. Evie brought me a paper about somebody eating soap."

Beetlejuice lifts a brow. He hadn't thought of that. However, when Radley continues, a different expression crosses his face.

"Wh--well, so what if somebody wants to eat soap? It's a free country!"

Is it, Beetlejuice?

Radley shrugs. "It might make them sick if they do that too much. It wasn't made to be eaten, you know...."

He frowns a bit. Or does the guy know? His reaction could mean he's the one doing it....

This day, this particular month really, seems to be out for Dolly's blood this time around as she enters the cafe to get away from the dread notes with three of her Pokemon, but not before getting one handed to her by a Mr. Mime. Mr. Mime seemed to be snickering as it went about that merry creepy clown way that particular Pokemon always seems to do.

What could it be this time? Might as well to keep the Psychic types at bay.

"Beetlejuice is afraid of Mr. Mime."

....That was it....Wait a tick tock second..that name. Dolly recognized that name from the PokeGear back in October. Wait, did this mean that BJ was...oh shit yeah he's here alright. She could leave, but, at the same time, even someone like BJ deserves to know what's going down. Deep breath in, deep breath out, just deal with it.

There's a bit of a tap on BJ's table as Dolly delivered the note to him, her two Alolan Vulpixes and one Fidough following along. "I figured you should know that the psychic types are forming a rumor mill of sorts and they're putting you on blast."

Edited (Correcting my wording :x) 2026-01-07 21:35 (UTC)

Beetlejuice raises a hand, one finger lifted, motioning for Dolly to wait just a second. With his other hand he bangs out the rest of his sentence before slamming on the return key. Then he leans back and gives her and her Pokemon a once-over.

"Who's doing what now?"

...How is that typewriter still standing? Dolly was baffled by this as she waits on Beetlejuice to finish writing that sentence...well more like slam dunking that sentence.

Oh hey Beetlejuice, it's the newbie from October! Looks like she got two Alolan Vulpixes and a Fidough now since then. Dolly was less than amused by this, just get it over with and maybe, maybe he'll go after the Mr. Mime.

"The Psychic Pokemon pretty much started a rumor mill and they're putting you on blast right now." The note is pushed towards Beetlejuice politely while Dolly kept a healthy distance.

Jotaro's just getting back to the swing of things. After a relaxing month staying with Jolyne and her wife, Jotaro has decided to do some training. When the weird Mr. Mimes and Hypnos' started appearing, Jotaro had just left Olivine City. Now at Ecruteak City, all the freaks were gone and Jotaro hoped that he would have be able to have a good nights sleep.

This hope is dashed upon seeing the first paper.

"... Good grief."

(CW: trauma, death mentions in prompts D and E.)

A. Jotaro Kujo was a delinquent as a teenager and didn't pay the check at any meals he didn't like.

B. Jotaro's woman type is traditional Japanese but he married an American woman. He's very divorced now.

C. Jotaro was an absentee father and punched his daughter in the face when she was in prison

D. Jotaro is very lonely but refuses to admit it because he assumes that everyone he befriends will die painfully

E. Jotaro could have saved the universe but selfishly chose not to

F. Wildcard!

This is absolutely not good. The first note Doppio sees registers are little more than an oddity. At the second one, he gets a call from the Boss. At the third one, he's on a mission.

A mission to find out if anyone is ending up with knowledge they are not meant to have, and to put a stop to it if the answer is "yes."

Here are the notes you may be able to find about Doppio (and someone else...?):

A. There's two guys in Doppio!

B. Doppio is in Team Rocket! The other guy is his boss!

C. Doppio doesn't know what phones are.

D. Did you know? Doppio hates being alone. If you see him alone you should keep him company!

E. Wildcard! (That is, feel free to shove a note about your character in Doppio's way.)

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Spill The (Drow)Zee

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Catrina Calavera | OC | OTA (CW for Disease mentions, potential gory details, and Cat being Cat)

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