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farawayplace2023-10-24 11:57 pm
ulternnpc) wrote in farawayplace2023-10-24 11:57 pm
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A Sinister Harvest!
Once again the season for the Harvesting Bonds festival has arrived. All over the islands people and Pokemon were dressing up in colorful, autumn themed costumes for the occasion.
However the main event, down in Gilterrace Town had yet to be completed. There were still people out still preparing for the upcoming festival. The town was buzzing with activity, as last minute decorations were being made out of pumpkins. There were even a number of people fussing over where to place them among the other decorations that have already been set out.
From the laughter, and smiles from people they were all clearly enjoying their time together. Aside from decorating people could be seen helping out Pokemon into their costumes. A playful wind brushes by--carrying the scent of food throughout the town
Click.
A sudden sound that would only be audible enough if things were silent, went off. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, except one of the pumpkins seemingly lit up. Then another, and another, and then more.
"Huh, that's strange? Did someone put something in here?" One of the people in charge could be heard over by the decorations.
"Oh, maybe somebody already lit up one of the lanterns? Kinda early for lights don't ya think?" Another spoke up while walking closer checking out one of the glowing decorations in question.
"K…kyaaah!" Suddenly a scream pierced sharply, causing the festive atmosphere to grow quiet and still. Many eyes turned toward the scene. Before them a Parasol Lady is suddenly surrounded by a group of people holding her in place as a Malamar and a man approach in front of her.
The scene was peculiar, and unsettling as the Parasol Lady's fearful expression gradually grew blank--with her eyes seemingly vacant. An unsettling silence stretched as both the man and Malamar turned.
The man will raise his hand slowly, pointing directly towards them with a smirk on his face.
"Go, my faithful ones. Capture them all."
However the main event, down in Gilterrace Town had yet to be completed. There were still people out still preparing for the upcoming festival. The town was buzzing with activity, as last minute decorations were being made out of pumpkins. There were even a number of people fussing over where to place them among the other decorations that have already been set out.
From the laughter, and smiles from people they were all clearly enjoying their time together. Aside from decorating people could be seen helping out Pokemon into their costumes. A playful wind brushes by--carrying the scent of food throughout the town
Click.
A sudden sound that would only be audible enough if things were silent, went off. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, except one of the pumpkins seemingly lit up. Then another, and another, and then more.
"Huh, that's strange? Did someone put something in here?" One of the people in charge could be heard over by the decorations.
"Oh, maybe somebody already lit up one of the lanterns? Kinda early for lights don't ya think?" Another spoke up while walking closer checking out one of the glowing decorations in question.
"K…kyaaah!" Suddenly a scream pierced sharply, causing the festive atmosphere to grow quiet and still. Many eyes turned toward the scene. Before them a Parasol Lady is suddenly surrounded by a group of people holding her in place as a Malamar and a man approach in front of her.
The scene was peculiar, and unsettling as the Parasol Lady's fearful expression gradually grew blank--with her eyes seemingly vacant. An unsettling silence stretched as both the man and Malamar turned.
The man will raise his hand slowly, pointing directly towards them with a smirk on his face.
"Go, my faithful ones. Capture them all."
[from zero to attacking humans with Pokemon, #JustBusonThings]
The scream got his attention and when he looked the Parasol Lady's way, he caught the fading light in her eyes and the fear fading into nothing. Kind of a blank, doll-like face. It's unsettling and reminds him of something unpleasant.
Who's trying to make trouble here? ... that's a Kalosian Pokemon, isn't it. But not one of Manzana's...
Alright, time to try and take down whoever that is!
He grabbed Skarmory and Mawile's pokeballs. The lady clearly isn't acting of her own volition, so he isn't targeting her, he's going to attack the source! That man looked to be in charge, didn't he? A hard look exchanged with his Pokemon. Skarmory briefly looked surprised, then focused, glaring at the target.
"Skarmory, Steel Wing!" Buson swung his arm out. "Mawile, Play Rough!"
Skarmory flew towards the man, wings sharpened and glowing, while Mawile focused on Malamar.
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"Fufufu...good job my beautiful Eloise." He chuckled, with his dark eyes moving to Buson. "What do we have here? A party crasher?"
Lifting his hand he'll snap causing the newly hypnotized Parasol Lady to turn her attention to Buson.
"It's futile to fight." She spoke with no emotions behind her voice. "Join us. Join us with Lord Z and his Pokemon Army."
[One morbid joke about killing and eating a Pokemon, thanks, Buson]
"Dodge and Vice Grip!" Buson commanded.
Could he break the trance by threatening Malamar?
"Kinda in the mood for calamari..."
I dunno if Malamar would taste good Buson--!
Unlike the Parasol Lady however the Kecleon seemed surprised before curling up and trying to hide, clearly scared by the situation it's in. Not that its trainer seemed to care as she's giving out a command gesturing straight at Skarmory.
"Kecleon, aim for it's wings with a Focus Punch."
[we're going somewhere with this, trust me]
"Damn! ... you alright, Mawile?"
Mawile struggled to lift its head.
"Torment!"
Don't need anymore of that move. He might have to recall Mawile...
The Kecleon was a sad sight. That Pokemon clearly didn't even want to fight!
"Hey, Kecleon! That's not your usual trainer... you don't gotta get involved now," Buson said, in the tone he'd usually warn others to stay out of Rocket business. "Unless you wanna help me snap her outta this hypnosis or whatever."
"Skarmory!" Buson commanded again, while also bringing out anothrt Pokemon. He might have to withdraw Mawile soon, but he might have a trump card...
"Fury Attack on that Rookidee!"
With a sharp, piercing cry, Skarmory lunged at the Rookidee to peck it viciously.
Better make it two more!
"Muk, Sludge Bomb on that man and the Malamar!"
Yes, he's intending on poisoning him... or his Pokemon, whichever gets hit by the flying sludge first!
"Aaand... Clackoon, c'mon out! Belly Drum."
Clackoon arrived on the scene and... began drumming its massive, bulging belly, with a characteristic ponponpon. It was quite loud and distracting, but not exactly battling. Nothing seemed to happen, except that Clackoon looked increasingly tired. Was it just taking damage on its own?
things sure keep happening around Ultern!
While she may not be as big, he knew well enough Aerial Ace was a move that never missed its target.
Meanwhile the Kecleon let's out a terrified screech enough to cause the Parasol Lady's movement to pause. Her vacant gaze lowering down to the Kecleon.
"....Leo...?" Her voice still sounded a touch vacant. However it doesn't last as she's suddenly clutching her head in pain causing her Kecleon to turn and rush to his trainer's side calling out to her in concern.
In between all of this, as Muk threw it's sludge bomb the Malamar will take the hit by moving in front to shield the man. There's an ominous laugh from the man as he held his hand out.
"Why prolong the inevitable? Everyone will be under my command sooner or later."
"Like heck we are!" Immediately a new figure rushed in: Anemone. Her golden eyes are ablazed with fire, as she ran in while holding up her skirt. Not far behind her is her overgrown, Ulternian Sunflora. "Ya can't force people or Pokemon ta do what ya want! We all work as a team!"
Without missing a beat, she'll gesture straight for the man.
"Hey Leo! Lend us a hand by smacking some sense into the good Doc!"
[yaaay, Anemone! ;3;]
“Block it with Steel Wing!
If it had to land, let it land against steel. He whistled to Skarmory and jerked his thumb down. Skarmory blinked as its wings glowed and sharpened with concentrated energy, then, it proceeded to block only with the sides, never the edges, of its wings.
Buson smiled faintly at seeing the Parasol Lady and her Kecleon, which he never saw as real opponents, were reunited. That’s worth it… but she’s still fighting. The doctor and Malamar needed to go down!
Good, poison damage…
Buson recognized that familiar voice and glanced briefly her way, surprised, before focusing on the battle.
… the doctor wasn’t doing all of this of his own will, was he? But the Malamar took a hit for him, so Buson’s having trouble identifying his enemy…
They can attack the man, right?
“Altight… Muk, keep firing Sludge Bomb! Clackoon, lemme see a Pain Split! Malamar and the doctor… this’ll be over soon.”
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"Ya just going ta stand there!? Ya don't even care about yer lil' Eloise!?" She's fuming but the man wasn't effected by her clear rage. Anemone curling her hands into fists pumped one forward. "Leo, blend into the surroundings! I know ya can do it!"
The Kecleon, Leo began to curl up before slowly Color Changing and seemingly disappearing from their eyes. Not wasting her breath she'll give out her next command out to Leo.
"Hit that Malamar with all ya got with a False Swipe!"
The Malamar stood no chance between the Sludge Bomb, Pain Split and False Swipe. It'll shriek out before collapsing to the ground. The only one remaining was the Doctor who bore his gaze down to the two.
"Take them both down, my dear army."
"Yes Lord Z." Amy and other nearby trainers spoke in unison as they purposefully moved in between the party and "Lord Z". Anemone stood clearly looking crestfallen and equally angered still.
"All of ya stop! We're all friends ain't we?!" While she knew talking wasn't the best option it didn't mean Anemone wasn't immune from seeing familiar faces standing in a hostile position against them. Expressionless or not. They all held out a Pokeball ready to strike the moment they were to make their moves.
"We won't let you interfere with Lord Z and the Pokemon Army's plans." They all spoke in unison.
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Just what was going on…?
“Hey… why didn’t taking down that thing break them free? … do we have to kill that Malamar? … it’s unconscious, it can’t be orchestrating all this, right? No matter how strong it is, the hypnosis has to break if it falls… unless there’s someone else?”
Evrn Amy, who helped take down Malamar, fell in line…
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"Not so fast." Amy spoke up while lower her parasol. "Leo, return."
Before the Kecleon could even scamper off he's returned into its ball. Her Kirlia looked surprised. Amy however paid no mind as she gave a command to her Kirlia. "Kirlia, use Protect."
"Paras use Stun Spore." The trainer standing next to her spoke up.
"Not so fast! Hima, hit them with your Magical Leaf!" Peculiar leaves will seemingly form from thin air as they aim straight for the trio of Pokemon. As they're dealing with that, Anemone will stick her pointer finger and thumb into her mouth to whistle loud. The moment she does sound a loud hiss can be heard, as a nearby bush began to shuffle before an Ulternian Dunsparce emerged. It's cute little ribbon wrapped around her giving away the fact she's Manzana's.
"Alright Buson, ya look around for the real culprit! Hima, Sparcey and I got yer back!"
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Aaaand then, Anemone called in Manzana's terrible Bug daughter. He's not exactly thrilled to see her...
But hey, maybe a violent, vindictive, vengeful little snake is exactly what this situation needed! Anemone even gave him a clear objective, exactly what he needed right now. It's almost like having Bashou around to provide balance... well, if Bashou were divided into Anemone's resourcefulness and leadership skills and an Ulternian Dunsparce's, well, general nature.
"Ou!"
With that, he'll head off to seek out any other possible Psychic types orchestrating this madness.
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"Alright, Hima, Sparcey let's give 'em a show!"
Buson won't be surprised to see that there are other Psychic types at play. Or rather, more Malamar. There's one, no, three of them. One--the biggest of the group clearly focused on where the Pokemon Doctor and three trainers were at and the other two clearly had their focus elsewhere. No doubt they were controlling something, or someone.
However the biggest of the group will tear its gaze and leer straight in Buson's direction.
"Malamalamar!" He'll call out alerting the other two Malamar who immediately turned their attention to him.