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Post by Mirveka on Mar 5, 2016 18:27:47 GMT
You all starting to wake up. When you opened your eyes, each of you started to realize, that you were in completely different place than before. Each of you were alone in a small room. The walls and floor were made of stone, as if the room has been carved out in the solid rock. In one of the walls were heavy wooden door.
Through the crack beneath it, you could see faintly orange light. In addition to bedding, inside there is only a low table, with oil lamp on it, rucksack - judging by the shape it was filled with something - some kind of scroll and one large glass bead.. Near you, each of you found folded clothes made of some kind of green fabric. This was also the moment in which you realized, that you have no cloth of your own.
Only person who don't wake up alone was Taylor . He was still accompanied by his faithful pokemon. His room also missed a scroll and glass bead.
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Post by Cherry on Mar 5, 2016 19:46:01 GMT
Lucas woke slowly before the realisation kicked in. "What the fu..." Jumping to his feet with a face of panic and confusion. Looking around the room and feeling the walls around him, one wall to the other, freaking out, a strange room and a strange situation, just a moment ago he was walking home from dance practice and now. As the cold air brought goosebumps to his body he realised that he was naked and grappled the bedding around him protecting his innocence, even though he was alone. "W-what the hell is... Where am.... whats is all..." a flurry of sentences that were destined to either not be finished or bring up more questions, Lucas began frantically looking around to room and knocking on the walls around him pointlessly. He began knocking on the door at one point calling out "h-hello?" before thinking to himself that if anyone could here him whats the chances they are going to help him. Before long he found the green clothes and figured that with his modesty floating in the wind it would be best to dress before rummaging through the bag in the room. "Maybe theres something in here or on this scroll thingy that can explain this all" talking to himself, a sure sign he was freaking out.
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Post by joegus on Mar 5, 2016 20:11:23 GMT
Taylor rubs his eyes and peers around. "Wha..." He's not in his room! He sits up fast and, as he does, he notices Glenda asleep in his lap.
"Glenda are you alright?" It's at this point Taylor notices he has no clothes on. "Ahh!" He looks around and sees the folded pile. When Glenda bumbles sleepily off of his lap, he scrambles into them. "These aren't mine Glenda but they're better than naked."
As he is getting dressed, he sees Glenda buzzing over to a bag of some sort." Whatcha got there?" Taylor walks over and pulls the Combee away from the bag, and takes a look. Hmm. This isn't mine either. Taylor takes another look around. " Where are we? Hmm. We'll try the door after we check whats in the bag. Like Mom always says,'Do you very best to be prepared!'" Taylor laughs nervously scared. He smiles as Glenda perches on his head. He takes a deep, calming breath, then begins to examine the contents of the rucksack with Glenda peering down from above like an inquisitive hat.
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Post by Mirveka on Mar 5, 2016 20:13:31 GMT
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In the bag were things that looks like traveling gear. Some rope, pair of winter boots (which were roughly fitting), warm jacket, rations tightly wrapped in brown paper, matches (in a pouch, not box), metal cup, some kind of weird, small fruits... What a minute. Lucas never in his life had seen this fruits before, but somehow he new them. He knew that they were not for eating. They were more like herbs. This red one cured paralysis, this pink strawberry like - poison, blue one helped in healing and yellow one was for frostbites. The last thing in bag was three small flasks of something, that resembles expensive perfume. Scroll on the table was filled with some kind of symbols, that Lucas never saw before, but in the middle was image of some kind of orb, surrouded by more symbols.
Taylor The contents of the backpack was the same for Taylor as for Lucas. Clothes, rations, matches, cup, 4 berries (cheri, pecha, aspear and oran), and three flask of something that could be potions.
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Post by joegus on Mar 5, 2016 20:34:59 GMT
"Awesome! These are all useful. I'm glad we have some medicine. Phew, I am lot less nervous now. This might even be an adventure! Well Glenda, it seems someone is looking after us." Taylor puts the rucksack on. It's time to try the door, I really hope we're not locked in. Taylor walks over to the door and tries to open it.
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Post by Mirveka on Mar 5, 2016 20:48:45 GMT
Taylor
Heavy wooden door opened with no problem. Behind them was large hall, also carved in stone. In the middle of it there was eleven stone statues of some kind of pokemons, that Taylor newer saw before. Before each of them was small, ceramic bowl in which were burning small coals. On the walls Taylor noticed four others doors like that, and one larger, made from metal, carved in geometrical symbols. There was something else, or someone else. Some person in green clothes, similar to those that Taylor had, was lying on the floor. It was an old man, something about seventy years old. His short hair and beard were grey, face full of wrinkles. He was lying motionless on his left side, with his eyes wide open, but completely still.
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Post by TenabreTrevellian on Mar 5, 2016 20:52:16 GMT
Matt awoke slowly, looking around bleary eyed and it took a while for the realisation to take hold. This was not the library, or his own room for that matter. He didn't remember dozing off here, and attempted to recount his memory up until now. There were books, and then blank space before waking here. He moved from his bed before realising his nudity and attempted quickly to look for clothing, eyes darting to the door as if it might open any time. He hasty put on the green clothing nearby, removing the shirt and putting it on the correct way, before taking note of everything else in the room. He leapt toward the scroll and the orb, inspecting both and tentatively touching the latter. "Hmmm, this... is odd." His attention turned to the bag and he inspected that in turn. Taking out the items and looking them over, hoping for some knowledge about them from the books he'd read before. He prodded the orb a couple more times.
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Post by joegus on Mar 5, 2016 20:58:04 GMT
"Sir are you okay?" Taylor approaches the old man and crouches down in front of him to get his attention.
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Post by Mirveka on Mar 5, 2016 21:09:42 GMT
Matt Matt looked at the scroll. It was definitely a single use spell connected to this bead. Some kind of summoning (Magical creature? Demon?), but it was lacking it's focus. To cast it, Matt would has to know what exactly he suppose to summon. He does not recognize berries or potions.
Taylor Old man was completely no responsive. For Taylor a quick glance was enough to tell that this man is definitely (end recently) dead. He was not moving his eyes, not breathing. And no clear cause of death. No wound, no trauma, no blood.
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Post by joegus on Mar 5, 2016 21:29:56 GMT
"Oh gods, Oh gods, Oh gods." Taylor backs up quickly and turns away. "Oh gods, Glenda. Okay, okay, okay. Okay he's dead. Okay. I'll just be over here.
Taylor walks over to the statues. "Wow, Glenda will you look at these pokemon, I've never seen them before. That means they are ancient pokemon or from a far away region. Wow." Taylor voice is rather high pitched now and he is speaking quickly. "Okay, deep breaths, deep breaths. Okay, we should go look at him again, Glenda." Glenda buzzes.
"Well, there are no obvious signs of death. He could have died from old age. But why here?" Taylor looks around. "Well might as well see whats in these other rooms. " Taylor walks to the door to the right of his own and tries to open it.
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Post by Cherry on Mar 5, 2016 22:03:00 GMT
"The hell is all this stuff.. and what are these berries f... wait why do i know that?" A puzzled look is plastered onto Lucas as he stands and picks up the bag. Slinging it over one shoulder he moves to the door. "Ok just take things one at a time ok, you got a bag with some stuff..." he pauses for a moment and takes the shoes out to put them on, stands up and looks back at the door, "Ok so you have strange clothes and shoes, and a bag with some stuff like camping stuff maybe... i dunno right" He appears to be babbaling on a little bit and all under his breath to himself. He turns suddenly to pick up the lantern mumbling "Lights good right, ill take this" Before trying to psych himself up again to open the door.
Pushing open the door slightly leading with the lantern he peers through the door.
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Post by Mirveka on Mar 5, 2016 22:11:26 GMT
Lucas came out on the same hall with statues. There was two person in there. An old men lying on the floor and young, red-haired teenager in the same green clothes. Kid was accompanied by some impossible creature, that resembles flying honeycomb.
Taylor saw a man in his early twenty, short black hair, light skin, slim. He was wearing the same green robe, that Taylor and old man.
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Post by joegus on Mar 5, 2016 22:29:32 GMT
"Oh. Hi! You're not dead! That's an odd thing to say. Sorry it's just that he," Taylor points to the old man, "is and it kinda freaking me out. Do you know where we are and what we are doing here? Glenda buzzes off of Taylor's head and, curious, flies closer to the stranger.
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Post by TenabreTrevellian on Mar 5, 2016 22:31:39 GMT
Matt considers the scroll again and decides the best thing to do was to pocket the items and figure out where he was, and if someone could tell him what these items were. Or just someone to talk to, he thought, it was eerie in here. He moved to the door and attempted to open it, with the intent of exploring further.
As he moves into the hall, he spots the goings on and keeps a little bit of distance, assessing the situation. Those looking at him see short, blonde hair and a pointed face, with small markings on his nose where glasses should be. The green clothing seems to be shared, and strangely fitting on his tall form. He keeps the rucksack in front of him in his hands.
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Post by Rhewlif_Dewdrop on Mar 6, 2016 2:58:52 GMT
Sibylla woke up groggily, wiping sand dust from her eyes with one hand, until she realized she was stark naked. Clutching at sheets, or lax there of, Sibylla looked around the room and spot the folded green clothes at the same time she noticed the door. With great haste Sibylla got dress, in fear of someone walking in while she was still exposed.
Overall, however, Sibylla was more confused underneath than scared of the situation. She had her fair share of experiencing strange and unusual things and a part her wondered if she was just being pranked. After putting on her boot with one forceful tug, Sibylla picked up the bag and exam it's contents.
"Hm? What's this?" Sibylla murmurs as she picks up the scroll tucked inside and began examining it. As she studied the scroll Sibylla tucked a short lock of her dark purple hair behind her ear. Poised in her reading, Sibylla appeared calm while stronger emotions brewed beneath the surface.
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Post by Mirveka on Mar 6, 2016 11:13:23 GMT
The scroll was definitely a spell. Spell connected somehow to pokemons and to this bead, but the unknown style of magic used here made other parts a mystery. Of course Sibylia could cast this spell, but was uncertain of effect, and pretty sure that something was missing. I bag was the same set that for everyone, some food, clothes, camping gear, berries and probably potions. Then, out of nowhere, sudden realization come to her: she was not alone. Somewhere behind this door, not far, was three others people. She just knew that.
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Post by Cherry on Mar 6, 2016 18:55:43 GMT
Opening the door and being greeted by another was a surprise, with the door open Lucas just stepped back a little assessing the situation. His eyes darted from one thing to the other. Lucas looked young for his age and only stood 5'8, he had black hair that showed almost a dark blue as the light from the lantern in his hand flickered. He seemed a little buried in the green clothes due to his size but from what was showing he seemed like he had a rather toned form, his muscles not large but well formed.
After a breif moment of silence as the other person spoke quickly about being dead or somthing, Lucas had various questions of his own to be answered 'Who was this new person?', 'Where are we?' and one that stuck in his mind the most 'What was with the flying honeycomb?' The last question lingered a moment before his face twisted in confusion, he had seen that thing before, it was a pokemon, from the games he played, but why?
"Is this a dream?" the words escaped his mouth as he glanced more around the room and then at the man and the Combee "like i know this cant be real cos so far nothings made sense and now you have a pokemon" as he spoke a faint laughter was attempting to surface, the idea that this was a dream seemed to make him calmer, made it easier to handle. "Ok yeah no this has to be a dream, haha, ok time to wake up" He said followed by pinching his leg.
GM: Well the pain is here. This could make you belive that what is going on is real.
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Post by Rhewlif_Dewdrop on Mar 6, 2016 19:32:27 GMT
Realizing there were others beyond the door, Sibylla put everything back into the bag and prepared herself to confront the people on the other side of the door. The spell scroll will have to wait.
Squaring her shoulders, Sibylla pushed open the heavy door with the bag swung over her shoulder. Taking in the contents of the center room, Sibylla came to the abrupt decision that this was anything but a prank. With four other people dress in the same green clothes as her and a circle of strange Pokémon statues it looked a little more like a cult. Sibylla looks to the other people standing around. "Mm, hello I don't suppose anyone knows what's going on? I take it that man is dead?" Sibylla pointed at the man on the floor. She was pretty certain already that he was but it would be nice to confirm.
Sibylla was about average height, standing around 5‘6“ and seem to be in her late teens to early twenties. She was thin with small curves and has short dark purple hair, almost black, with smart straight edges around her shoulders. What is most distinctive about Sibylla, however, is her bright violet eyes that seems to grab other's focus.
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Post by TenabreTrevellian on Mar 6, 2016 21:20:43 GMT
Matt looked between the other people a little confused, but his eyes fixed on the honeycomb that was flying around, he attempted to recall where he might have seen it before, remembering his books until the short man spoke out about Pokemon. Was it true? Were they in this Pokemon world, or perhaps that was some kind of mechanical contraption. Marvellous contraption, all the more but he didn't have the head for wires and technology. As the girl came out in turn and voiced her concerns, he took it as red that perhaps they were as clueless as he was.
"This is no dream, no, unless we're all sharing it." He announced, stepping around the old, potentially dead, man, and focusing more on the bigger doors, looking over the symbols on it, hoping they'd shine a little light on the matter, "If we are not indeed dreaming, perhaps we should focus on getting more information on the situation."
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Post by joegus on Mar 6, 2016 21:37:38 GMT
The man in front of him didn't seem to be all that stable. "What do you mean, 'nothing makes sense and now you have a pokemon'? Are your pokemon missing?" Just as Taylor finished saying this he heard a voice behind him. He turned around and saw two more people. One was a women who seemed to be the exact same height as him with striking eyes and a tall man with blond hair.
"I have no idea whats going on. But yes the man is dead, and I cannot stress enough how much that is freaking me out." he replied to the woman's question.
Taylor took a quick deep breath. Remembering his mother admonishments to be kind and polite when possible, he said, "I'm sorry, where are my manners? I'm Taylor Joy of the Joy family and this is Glenda, my Combee. I don't know where I am or how I got here. May I have your names?"
Taylor takes after his mother. He has the bright red, almost pink, hair, button nose, and blue eyes that mark him as a Joy. Taylor keeps his hair cut short.
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