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Old 08-24-2017, 05:56 AM   #68
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You have the advantage in numbers, but – ironically though as it may be – Geodude now has the edge in terms of speed. While you help Mille regain her bearings, the hovering rock turns its attention to Snivy, clearly the more dangerous of the two assailants, and like a bolt of lightning, rams into it with another Spark while the Grass-Type is busy looking over to the fallen Stufful to assess her injuries. Fortunately, the snake is naturally resistant to electricity, but the blunt force of the energy-charged tackle still pushes it back a few feet down the corridor, closer to where you and Mille are standing.

It does, however, have its advantages. Now within ear shot, Snivy hears your whispered call just fine, and grins upon seeing your gestures – it seems to agree wholeheartedly with your plan.
Just as the duo prepares to retaliate, Geodude rushes over once more with its heightened speed, charging down the hallway like a stone bullet for another Spark. This time around, however, Snivy is prepared – its body tenses up, and it bides its time, a serpent ready to strike… and just as Geodude is about to strike, a powerful Leaf Tornado bursts from below, trapping it and pelting away at its rock body repeatedly!
Spotting her opening, Mille realizes it’s her turn to do you proud, and lunges forward with everything she has, Tackling the trapped opponent with such force that, this time, it’s Geodude who is sent flying backwards and rolling helplessly along the corridor! When it finally stops, you realize the enemy isn’t getting back up any time soon… Geodude has been knocked out!

*Mille has gained 2 Levels!*

With the first enemy defeated, and without causing too much commotion, Snivy breathes a sigh of relief and nods at you approvingly, like a superior officer commanding a rookie soldier on a job well done. The three of you move along the corridor, carefully passing over the passed-out Geodude, and proceed further down the only available path until another choice presents itself: you can keep going straight ahead, or take a left turn to a new corridor, at the far end of which seems to be a closed metal door. But before you make your choice, something else catches your eye: right at the intersection is a small vending machine of sorts, and it seems to be working!

You approach the machine to see what it has on sale. The first thing you notice, however, is that the prices seem to be a little outrageous – talk about ripping off employees. The items available are few and about to run out, the lack of restocking no doubt related to the current hostage situation in the facility. Other than a few sweets, most of the stuff on sale seems designed to be used within the factory itself, which raises serious questions about why the administration would charge employees for their own working tools… Of what little is left, you identify two Mysterious Gummis sold for $500 apiece, five Yummi Gummis sold for $200 each, a single copy of TM Cut costing $600, one TM False Swipe available for the same price, one TM Water Gun for $800 and a lone TM Scald for $1500. You reason these moves would help with preparing and cooking the Finneon before it is canned, and that the only reason workers would be charged for them would be if they forgot to bring their own Pokémon to work… talk about shady business practices.

Whether you decide to purchase anything, you will still have to choose which way you go based on the improvised map Snivy drew for you earlier. Will you keep going straight ahead until the end of the corridor, or take the left turn midway?



And you thought the shopping avenues were crowded… as it turns out, there’s well over two dozen people lining up by the Fishing Hut for some reason, pushing and shoving and being all around not polite at all in their struggle to get to the shack before everyone else. What’s the reason for all this commotion?

You begin to reassess your priorities given the current scenario – this was supposed to be a nice, relaxing place, at least it was advertised as such. This looks anything but, and perhaps you should go back to what you were doing…

“H-hey lady, wait up!”

The male voice rises above the crowd’s, coming from the Hut up ahead. You turn back around to see the clerk, a middle-aged man with a poorly-kept beard and a silly, unfashionable gray hat lined with fish-hooks as ornaments, waving at you from behind the counter.

“Let ‘er pass yill ya? She’s an old acquaintance o’ mine,” he says, placing you in the rather awkward position of having no idea what he’s talking about but clearly seeing the benefits of pretending that you do. “Come on, get o’er here already, ‘s been ages!”

You try your best to look casual as you pass ahead of the entire queue, which obviously does not spare you countless angry glares and muttered insults along the way. You finally reach the small Fishing Hut and the clerk holds out his hand cheerily.

“How long’s it bee, ay?” he says loudly, before dramatically lowering his voice almost down to an imperceptible whisper. “You’s Melody Star, ain’t ya?! I’m a huge fan o’ yours miss Melody! Even when ya had to leave on account o’t that shocking incident – might shocked myself, I was! But I’m a fan for life, no matter what, lemme tell ya!”

He suddenly vanishes behind the counter and pops back out with a brochure. When he speaks again, his voice is a single notch below full-blown shouting once again.

“So ya see, like I was tellin’ you the other day,” he practically yells while he points at the brochure, “we’s holdin’ a fishin’ competition for the next three days. Free admission ‘n all, which explains the crowd… So here’s what you gotta do.”

He opens the slip of paper and you notice that there are two different kinds of challenge happening simultaneously.

“We supply fresh fish to many o’ them fancy joints in New Fizz; restaurants pay damn well for what we pull outta the sea,” the clerk says with a glimmer of greed in his eyes. “One o’ the competitions happens on the south part o’ the cove; ya take a tiny boat ‘n a tiny net ‘n y’see how much fish ya can drag out in a single back-n-forth trip. One who comes back with the biggest haul wins.”

He points at the other half of the brochure and continues.

“We also take pride in bein’ the best damn fishin’ spot for ‘em young Trainers lookin’ to score a proper beast of a fish. The second competition uses a Fishin’ Rod rather than a net; ya get handed three pieces o’ bait, and try pullin’ out the meanest catch ya can. Heaviest sunavagun wins, so that pretty golden Karp ain’t trumpin’ a proper massive orange one – takes pure luck ta pull a rare one, but skill ta reel a big’un in!”

You notice he has specifically left out the part about prizes, despite these being competitions and all. Clearly he’s eager for you to join, perhaps due to the expectation that a former pop starlet will draw more customers in…
Will you join any of the competitions? If so, which one?
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