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Old 05-22-2017, 02:23 PM   #6
Naruxami
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Kawaii: A swamp. Usually the name implies something murky or disgusting lurking below it's depths. However, you're determined on this day. The locals don't seem to fear this swamp, beyond bringing gifts and other such offerings for Celebi in order to bring themselves good tidings and blessings. You feel calm in the swamp, you can't tell if it's just the beauty of nature or perhaps something a little bit more interesting... such as the blessing of the time-travel Pokemon.

Now your Pokemon --- well they don't really seem interested in the scenery, besides your broken and hollow Seedot, who sticks particularly close to you. Your Deerling and Senret however, are running rampant all throughout the dense foliage. You, being a concerned trainer, shout for them to stop. This certainly isn't the place for tomfoolery, someone could trip on a gnarled root and get hurt. That certainly wouldn't do if you wanted your little darlings in fighting form. Besides, the swamp itself seemed rather quiet besides the chatter of your Pokemon. It was almost eerie in a way, as the silence seemed to echo louder with every move you made.

Your Senret, dubbed DTM, was the first to scamper back. She puffed out her chest, shrugging with contempt after being scolded by her trainer. It was obvious that she really wasn't listening and would much rather have a good time running through the trees. Your Deerling was the next to return, trotting over with a smug smirk resting upon his face. DMT looked less than impressed, picking a fight with the small deer Pokemon, raising her voice as he approached. At this point, you feel rather upset, you wished the two would just stop their bickering and enjoy the beautiful scenery. Well, if they weren't going to stop, there was an easy quick fix. You readied both of their Pokeballs only to observe that the two had seemingly made up without your influence. You were, of course surprised. Maybe they sensed your disdain? Or maybe, just maybe they were influenced by the forest guardian.

Your visit today wasn't exactly the most typical. You had no gifts for the guardian, however you were searching for answers. You were extremely interested in folklore and legend, and you thought that maybe someone might be able to tell you why your Seedot was the way it was. It was a small glimmer of hope in learning the small creature's past, but you hoped that if you could meet the forest guardian it may enlighten you.

Deep in thought, you barely notice the creature reaching into your bag. Your Senret notices it first, giving a shriek of dismay to which your attention is immediately drawn. You don't exactly get a good look at the bandit, certainly not enough to give a proper police sketch if prompted. Your Senret tugs on your pants, pointing in the direction that the bandit had run off in. You know one thing for sure... and that is that judging by the footprints, this thing was no man... but rather, some sort of Pokemon! Your Senret seems intent to follow the culprit of this attempted robbery... what do you do?



Patches: Your destination seemed off, you had wanted to attend one of the brightly lit festivals nut instead you were faced with a large decrepit manor sitting in your wake. Something felt wrong, but you couldn't quite place it. Little did you know, your sinister little Eevee, who wasn't exactly a fan of festivals had altered the map purposely, leading you to wherever you are now. Perhaps it was done out of spite, or maybe the young Eevee just wanted to explore. Whatever the case, your destination had been altered drastically.

Your Eevee feigns innocence, but your Pikachu knows this act all too well. She glares at the Eevee, who's only response is a large smirk. He knows fully well what he's done, and he certainly isn't about to fess up to it. In his eyes, he hasn't done anything wrong, besides save the both of you from the wretched clutches of that festival. Meanwhile, oblivious to your Pokemon, you are still baffled. Festivals usually take place outside... so why was this one being held in a manor? It still seemed so odd. Your Pikachu tries to explain the truth as best as she can with her inability to speak in a language you understand, she assumes you understood what she was attempting to tell you. But rather, you assume the opposite, and run headstrong into the strange manor. If the party isn't out here, it has to be in the basement of the manor, right?

As you push on the large double doors at the entrance of the manor, they swing open with ease, almost as if someone was welcoming you into the house. The doors make a small clanging sound as they bounce off the walls closest to them. You glance around, the manor is dusty, filled with cobwebs, and appearing as though no one has been inside of it for years. There's some awful smell coming from somewhere, but your nose can't place which area of the manor it's coming from. Oddly, despite the dust and the cobwebs, the lights seemed to have turned themselves on as you arrived. Maybe the jesters of the festival were waiting for you to arrive? It seemed like an odd sort of greeting, not actually showing themselves but opening the door and letting you in. But, maybe that was just part of the fun. Almost like a hide and seek game.

Your first goal is obvious, find the basement of the manor. If your assumption was correct, the festival should be some sort of interesting underground festival below the manor. Unfortunately, you aren't exactly sure where the basement could be located, considering how many rooms you were already able to observe as you walked in. You decide to go towards the left hallway first, it seemed like a cold air was coming from that direction, perhaps from a basement door that was left open. As you walk in that direction, you swear you hear some sort of noise, and that smell from earlier is getting stronger. As you approach one of the many doors you notice some sort of smoky tint upon the outside of the door, along with deep gashes on it's surface. It almost looked like someone, or something was attempting to claw it's way into whatever room that was. Taking a deep breath, you also realise that this is the room that the smell was coming from.

Part of you wants to open the door and see what's beyond it, but the other half certainly wants to steer clear of it... What do you do?


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