- Location
- Earth
- Pronouns
- He/Him
I'm sure Adam can help him with that somehow.
She was already friends with Ash, so it makes sense.Well, I'm impressed. Anita very quickly learns on what kind of person MC is and she already adapts to it!
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Broken Adventure
- Thread starter theaceoffire
- Start date
- Crossover
- Status
Hidden One
Not the Boss, possibly a Playa
- Location
- Sol;Terra;EU;D;NRW
I now assume that Simmy and Sammy are inspired and suggest a visit to a Cho Aniki-verse next.
Note, do not look that game series up unless you can handle buff dudes doing posing and such at a minimum.
It's been a very long running franchise in japan.
Note, do not look that game series up unless you can handle buff dudes doing posing and such at a minimum.
It's been a very long running franchise in japan.
Hidden One
Not the Boss, possibly a Playa
- Location
- Sol;Terra;EU;D;NRW
Well, JoJo had to be inspired by something....
- Location
- Dhaka, Bangladesh
And NOW he has Adam
Tisaku
Head Chief Thinkomancer
-this means meat would be very rare, expensive and low-quality. It also doesn't make much sense from an internal perspective. If humans evolved alongside pokemon, they would have evolved eating them. It is quite likely that humans in the pokemon setting require certain things that can only be acquired by eating pokemon.-
-fallout is radioactive particulate-
Dare to Dream! Water we to do!?
- Location
- Here
Damn it, now I am thinking about how to accomplish this... to give Carl the Golem the chance to live his dream!
The first idea is related to Magic Sand, where a layer of wax creates a barrier. Easier to apply AND remove, so that may work. I would imagine Silicone or other materials would be more expensive and complicated to apply/remove.
Another possibility is the Pokémon move Dry Skin, which causes water to HEAL the target in exchange for a weakness to fire. Only 7 Pokémon can use it though, so uh. Maybe difficult.
An alternative is the move Storm Drain, but again: Only 7 Pokémon know it, and it can only be used in Double battles. And it makes you immune to all water based Pokémon attacks, and I am not sure how it would react to jumping in the ocean. Put this in the maybe category. Same with Water Absorb, since it also focuses on other Pokémon attacks.
A full Wetsuit would be both expensive and impractical, especially for someone as... girthy... as Carl. And hard to put on/take off. And against fashion. Maybe.
- Location
- Canada
This is what i love about this fic. We get into silly situation then debate how to get a rock go into the water without hurting itself
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- Location
- R'lyeh
While Silicone may or may not be the best option, there are a number of applicable hydrophobic coatings that can be applied and polished off when done. NeverWet being the first non-advertisement hit on a quick google search. Plus, Golem gets a nice relaxing polish at the end of the day.
This is an entirely silly train of thought and I absolutely love it.
draconix
Very Intermittent Author
- Location
- Belize
You know, Carl's dream is posing by the sea, not in it. This is an easier problem to solve. A hydrostatic shield created by technology should be enough to prevent accidental splashes, and even if he wants to enter the waves, a full body immersion solution isn't necessary.
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Adam's hardlight holograms could allow Carl to pose 'by the sea' in a way.
I figure that after Adam leaves, the Officer Jennys will be worried because there hasn't been an incident from the god-tier pokemon recently, they clearly must be plotting something extra large; instead they're all still ROFL. =)
Fragnostic
Cheshire
- Location
- Neko City
The lesson here is - always use protection, kids!
- Location
- Somewhere, Out There
Im just gonna google... Disappointed!
Fragnostic
Cheshire
- Location
- Neko City
You do realize there's a perfectly working "Watch" button on the top of the page so you don't have to post to subscribe?
And that all your subscriptions appear in Watched Threads?
And that threadmarks you haven't read will have a "New" next to them?
Musical Muscle and Meandering in Meadows.
- Location
- Here
Ms. King moved Adams arm to the left, tsking. "You can't make dresses from one sheet of cloth. Not with such an active lifestyle."
She moved on the raised platform to point more easily. "Seams are not just for binding cloth, but to provide acceptable damage absorption points on the design. A popped seam is quick to repair, torn cloth is another story. That begins to require patches, color matching, edge reduction, and more."
For a woman that was barely tall enough to reach his waist, Ms. King knew her fabric. "I always have four or five emergency sleeves and a one inch band of fabric connecting it to the torso area. Most of the time, that gives enough weak points to leave the majority of the outfit whole even after the most emphatic of flexing."
Throwing an exasperated look of love at her husband, she sighed. "Well, most of the time. Drag-Queen has trained so hard he is able to destroy cloth at distance if he isn't cautious. I tend to pack him four or five outfits for emergencies."
Adam shifted to allow her better access to the Princess Dress shoulder area. "How did you two meet?"
She hummed as she made a few temporary modifications. "Oh I suppose it was simple curiosity. I was having a bad day when a man came up to me, flexed, and asked who my tailor was. One thing led to another and we were married a few months later..."
Her smile was soft. "Young man, let me give you advice. Many would assume that Drag-Queen is strong because he can lift so much, or because he has so many willing Pokémon followers. Others would claim it is his amazing ability to connect people from so many social circles, or his astounding endurance."
She watched with fondness as the Drag-Queen King of Fashion bustled everyone else off the stage and the music started.
...The poses and flexes were amazingly coordinated.
Her gaze was warm. "No, true strength comes from having goals and not being ashamed to reach for them. My man was so dedicated to showing the world his vision, he legally changed his name to Drag-Queen King and convinced our home village to relabel itself as 'Fashion'. When the world tried to drag him down with insults and mockery, he stood tall and self reliant."
Ms. King finished Adam's left sleeve as the music rumbled, man and Pokémon clapping to the beat and moving to the groove. "How strong would you have to be to accept not being 'cool'? To say 'Dignity is what I define it' and let society's criticisms fall away?"
They watched special effects flare, oiled muscles pulse, and a look of pure joy radiate off stage.
She nodded. "My husband is the strongest person I have ever met, and I hope one day you too will meet such strong people." Her smirk was coy. "After all, you have to 'Flex your way to your dreams!', don't you think?"
Adam chuckled. Mr. King was a lucky man.
The crowd roared with applause as the song ended, twenty Pokémon and one man posed in glorious formation, reaching towards the stars and lightly coated in sweat.
Ms. King refocused. "Now, you did some good work fundamentally with designing this little pouch for darling Abra, but you need some changes to make the colors match better and encourage proper rest. And we need to improve this princess hat, the cone style can be handled so much better than this."
He pouted. It was his first try, cut him some slack!
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Anita sighed as she and Pidgey sat at the edge of the crowd. Everyone was nice and stuff, but the amount of exposure was honestly a bit much for her delicate background.
It was interesting to watch the bustling crowd though.
Aside from the random bystanders that were expected, she saw over a dozen TV, Online, and Radio reporters. The booth was far more popular than she had been expecting really, to draw this kind of attention.
And of course, there were the two slightly competitive cheering sections.
One chair section was full of women, oohing and awwing as they fainted into each other's arms!
The other area of the crowd was full of many men... doing the exact same thing. All the way down to dramatic renditions of 'Back of hand to forehead, and SWOON!'
As far as Anita could tell, neither group was mocking the other. It was just... an odd experience.
She smiled and accepted a treat from a small muscular Machop wearing a lovely dress, only to realize that the newly accepted dessert was an ice cream pop shaped like Drag-Queen King of Fashion.
His delicious body was curled and tensed with a glorious glint (made of vanilla) sparkling from his smile. The chocolate dress had strawberry flowers.
...Was she supposed to put this in her mouth!?
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
The shadowed Boss network of Team Rocket watched the hidden video stream with mixed reactions.
One of the younger members was shouting. "I KNOW that guy! He showed up during an operation of mine. Half my team ended up ignoring their damn duties and joined him in some sort of flexing competition."
The following conversation was harder to hear until exasperation made him speak a bit too loud. "That would have been acceptable, but the responding officers didn't even bother to arrest my agents. Said losing so badly was punishment enough! I had three agents quit from SHAME that month! Another four now spend all their time at the gym!"
One of the highest shadow winced. THAT had been an awkward month, and the 'in depth' reports needed had been... odd. "Well, he is currently distracting our Target and slowing his progress, which will give us more time to clear out our operations that might be on the path the two Trainers plan on following."
One of the female Bosses purred. "I hope ALL distractions are this manly."
The guy next to her nodded. "Those arms could flex me any day."
A sigh rumbled. "Focus. Please focus. Have we warned the locals to be cautious with Target Adam?"
Glasses were adjusted. "Twelve percent have not responded to stage one contact, in three and half hours we will be escalating to stage two contact via standard protocols. Thankfully whatever hardware the two use to connect over our network did not expose the nature of the connections to those they contacted, everyone involve should assume that strange Pokédex is using a standard satellite connection as long as they ignore the connection signal strength and network transmission speed."
The oldest shadow nodded. "Thank goodness SOMETHING is ahead of schedule. We are documenting everything right? This will likely be used to establish future protocols when interacting with Target Adam."
There was a sigh. "Everything we can. Whatever the girl browses on her device is undetectable, some sort of program scrambles our monitoring methods when we try, but we are able to inspect the stores and such they shop from easily enough. Video feeds and so forth are being copied as expected, though something is interfering in that as well occasionally."
The man nodded. "Good work everyone, we will continue at the next schedule meeting."
The conversation paused as the muscled man and his many Pokémon assistants belted out another song. Huh. Those Hitmonchan really knew how to show off some moves. The lace didn't even slow them down!
One woman raised a hand. "I volunteer to study the stream in case unexpected emergency action is required."
The guy next to her hummed. "No, better make it a committee effort." He watched the glory of muscled motion. "Yeah, better safe than sorry."
The older member was exasperated. "You can stay and watch if you wish, I however have more than a bit of work to do."
In the end, only four of the administrative members were able to get back to business for a while.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Adam was humming along as the team finally made their way out of town, heading on Route 117. Drag-Queen King had made both Trainers accept his personal number, some merchandise, and a small action figure with a dress that could flex catch phrases.
Only a few people were freaked out when his bone limbs unfurled and began modifying the road again. Weirdos.
Anita was pouting. "Who even makes 'sweat flavored' ice cream?"
Pidgey had at some point replaced her fine painter hat with a work-out headband and a white muscle T-Shirt, and Anita's mood wasn't improved when her flying friend refused to wear anything else.
Adam chuckled. "I was surprised that Ms. King knew so much about armor maintenance. I normally just trust my Angels to handle all those issues, but learning from an expert was a whole new experience." He glanced at his metal wearing companion. "Her changes did make it easier for your to move yes? And look at my little Abra!"
Abra's new crown was less stressful for her to wear and didn't bump into her back-pack-barrel-pouch palm tree shade, but even so she had refused to wear it until Adam remade it himself. Ms. King found her adorable, and fussed enthusiastically over the little one.
Honestly, he couldn't blame anyone for finding Abra so adorable.
Route 117 was beautiful, by the way. Tons of flower gardens, peaceful ponds, small forest glades and flat grassy areas that seemed perfect for picnics. Compared to the shady forest on the previous Route, this was paradise.
It was even MORE enjoyable once Adam realized his presence was an issue again and he pulled it all back in. Normally that would be the default state of his nature, but well... he WAS recovering from visiting Queen Administrator's Realm. Occasionally his still healing soul would release a tiny pulse of power every now again... but nothing had exploded yet so it was probably fine.
Anyway, once he was 'hidden' again, they began to see far more previously hidden Pokémon enjoying the good weather. Bug and plant Pokémon bustled about, and he was pretty sure he saw a bubbly Marill floating around in a pond they passed. The general atmosphere of nature was soothing in a way, and helped relax the group in general.
He still was having issues with Abra detecting random items dropped by Trainers and deciding to Teleport them to 'Safety'. Also known as: Adam's head.
But it wasn't that big a deal, not enough to bother waking the little one up or trying to get her to stop. And who knows, she may find something neat in the process!
Lost in his thoughts, Adam reviewed the recently purchased so called 'Ultra Ball'. Normally only sold to Trainers who had defeated at least three Gym Trainers, Anita's account was somehow 'authorized' to buy all sorts of stuff when she had been shopping. And so she did. Enthusiastically. Good thing he added so many extra funds.
Back on point, the name alone of this 'Ultra Ball' implied something amazing and awesome! Which made it all the more disappointing when Adam actually examined the stupid thing.
Apparently, while 'Great Balls' used advanced designs and materials to maximize the Trainer's stored Aura for capture... these 'Ultra Balls' cheated.
They compressed the Aura from their users and refined it, making them feel more powerful and dedicated than they really were. Basically they lied to the capture target, or at least exaggerated his or her abilities. At best, it was showing off POTENTIAL ability.
Adam Gathered the thing into energy with a scoff. "Yeah, you should toss out any 'Ultra Balls' you find Anita, any partner you catch with one will likely be disobedient or angry."
Because it hurts to be lied to.
The following conversation and her shock at how they actually worked was satisfying, as he was sure not many Trainers knew the details on what was different between tiers of capture orbs. Feeling reassured at his friends honesty, he moved on to the other interesting Pokéballs.
The 'Nest Ball' had a module inside that attempted to reflect the atmosphere of nature, the attuned ambient Aura of the wilds. This other energy acted as a buffer, making shy or younger Pokémon feel more at ease during the capture process and lowering the impact a powerful Trainer might have on a weaker creature.
Hmm. This 'Heal Ball' he had seen before, so no reason to waste time on it. Instead Adam focused on the expensive 'Luxury Ball'... and its cost was clearly justified.
All materials were high quality, the units had additional parts that reduced confusion when Pokémon were released or returned. There was also a delicate purification unit that used stored Trainer's Aura as a filter to ensure ambient energy is properly purified for a Pokémon's use when passing through. And the compression components could theoretically make the ball's travel size even MORE tiny than standard, although at that point it would be dangerously easy to lose track of the stupid thing. The protective coating to resist stains and liquids was just icing on the cake really.
With a sigh, Adam double checked the designs Simmy and Sammy already came up with. "Guess I can't add EVERYTHING to a single Pokéball without conflicts." Some units worked by handling Aura in different ways, adding all of them would just counteract the previous components in action. Other parts required too many resources to be added, which he could do, but would make it incompatible with Pokémon Realm technology.
With only a few modifications, his Construction beam formed the most tested prototype so far into actual existence. Reinforced and coated bottom half sphere, the top was orange like Abra's skin and had small panels to make it look like her cute face. Even as it fell into his palm, his energy began to flow into the creation like a river.
Anita walked closer. "So is this the final version?"
He grumbled. "For now. I have other materials that might be better but those need lots of testing first." Not to mention the Star War's materials and how THOSE may be useful as alloys.
He examined the ball carefully, extra limbs pulling components out and returning them as he searched for flaws. "It has low level continuous healing ability, though it needs time to recharge so it can't fully replace the benefits of a Pokécenter. It transmits my Aura and other energies pretty well, and has storage capacity to hold way more than other commercial offerings. About a dozen times more, give or take. That purification filter idea from the 'Luxury Ball' was brilliant, so I stole that and tried to improve the concept."
Adam pulled the orb back together. "Unlike generic versions this modified prototype should theoretically allow Abra to use 'Telekinesis' on her own ball, as well as 'Teleport' to get away from danger even when resting inside."
Carefully, he tapped the orb on Abra's nose... and she faded in a beam of light quickly into the new 'Abra Ball'. A mental sense of excitement and even more comfort radiated from within, as well as a slight reluctance to go back outside with all that annoying sunlight.
He smiled at Anita. "She likes it!" Pidgey hopped over to his shoulder for a closer look and seemed impressed. "I don't think she wants to come back out right now though."
The younger Trainer looked at his backpack. "Seems a shame though, after all that work you put into making her little snuggle-bundle."
Adam chuckled as he Gathered the carrier into energy. "It is easy enough to rebuild later, the important thing is that she is comfortable with her new home."
Anita winced as Pidgey began tugging her ear, and sighed. "Could you build something similar for Pidgey? She was also impressed by the new ball."
He tossed a small orb that she caught and curiously expanded. "No problem. This doesn't have all the same features, as I have some abilities you don't, but it is a big upgrade to Pidgey's previous Pokéball."
Not that the new features would appear to matter much, as Anita watched her friend coo over her ball's image. The surface was showing the glorious design of her own face. "How much would one of these cost anyway?"
He shrugged. "Component material wise, around $1,500. Not sure on how much the custom artwork would raise that, but since we had to design some of the extra chip units and all that... and well, this thing is one of only two 'Adam Customized Pokéballs' ever made... not sure. For comparison, the component material cost of a standard Pokéball is around $3, and for 'Luxury Balls' it is around $112."
Adam ignored her shock. "Then again, while I used a grand or so on materials the alloys my wives designed... well, those things are cutting edge stuff that I don't think even exist on the current markets, or at least cost so much that marketing it seemed unprofitable and thus pointless. I guess even my rough estimate for a final cost is pretty low."
He snuggled the compressed Pokéball, Abra pulsing back sleepy happiness thoughts, then with slight consideration placed her orb into his magically flaming hair. A few wires held it safely in place, and the energy would keep Abra comfy.
Anita was staring at Pidgey's new orb with slight concern, as if she may damage something very valuable by breathing on it wrong.
Pidgey on the other wing seemed to only care about how awesome her face looked on it.
The bird probably had the best attitude at the situation, in Adam's opinion.
She moved on the raised platform to point more easily. "Seams are not just for binding cloth, but to provide acceptable damage absorption points on the design. A popped seam is quick to repair, torn cloth is another story. That begins to require patches, color matching, edge reduction, and more."
For a woman that was barely tall enough to reach his waist, Ms. King knew her fabric. "I always have four or five emergency sleeves and a one inch band of fabric connecting it to the torso area. Most of the time, that gives enough weak points to leave the majority of the outfit whole even after the most emphatic of flexing."
Throwing an exasperated look of love at her husband, she sighed. "Well, most of the time. Drag-Queen has trained so hard he is able to destroy cloth at distance if he isn't cautious. I tend to pack him four or five outfits for emergencies."
Adam shifted to allow her better access to the Princess Dress shoulder area. "How did you two meet?"
She hummed as she made a few temporary modifications. "Oh I suppose it was simple curiosity. I was having a bad day when a man came up to me, flexed, and asked who my tailor was. One thing led to another and we were married a few months later..."
Her smile was soft. "Young man, let me give you advice. Many would assume that Drag-Queen is strong because he can lift so much, or because he has so many willing Pokémon followers. Others would claim it is his amazing ability to connect people from so many social circles, or his astounding endurance."
She watched with fondness as the Drag-Queen King of Fashion bustled everyone else off the stage and the music started.
...The poses and flexes were amazingly coordinated.
Her gaze was warm. "No, true strength comes from having goals and not being ashamed to reach for them. My man was so dedicated to showing the world his vision, he legally changed his name to Drag-Queen King and convinced our home village to relabel itself as 'Fashion'. When the world tried to drag him down with insults and mockery, he stood tall and self reliant."
Ms. King finished Adam's left sleeve as the music rumbled, man and Pokémon clapping to the beat and moving to the groove. "How strong would you have to be to accept not being 'cool'? To say 'Dignity is what I define it' and let society's criticisms fall away?"
They watched special effects flare, oiled muscles pulse, and a look of pure joy radiate off stage.
She nodded. "My husband is the strongest person I have ever met, and I hope one day you too will meet such strong people." Her smirk was coy. "After all, you have to 'Flex your way to your dreams!', don't you think?"
Adam chuckled. Mr. King was a lucky man.
The crowd roared with applause as the song ended, twenty Pokémon and one man posed in glorious formation, reaching towards the stars and lightly coated in sweat.
Ms. King refocused. "Now, you did some good work fundamentally with designing this little pouch for darling Abra, but you need some changes to make the colors match better and encourage proper rest. And we need to improve this princess hat, the cone style can be handled so much better than this."
He pouted. It was his first try, cut him some slack!
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Anita sighed as she and Pidgey sat at the edge of the crowd. Everyone was nice and stuff, but the amount of exposure was honestly a bit much for her delicate background.
It was interesting to watch the bustling crowd though.
Aside from the random bystanders that were expected, she saw over a dozen TV, Online, and Radio reporters. The booth was far more popular than she had been expecting really, to draw this kind of attention.
And of course, there were the two slightly competitive cheering sections.
One chair section was full of women, oohing and awwing as they fainted into each other's arms!
The other area of the crowd was full of many men... doing the exact same thing. All the way down to dramatic renditions of 'Back of hand to forehead, and SWOON!'
As far as Anita could tell, neither group was mocking the other. It was just... an odd experience.
She smiled and accepted a treat from a small muscular Machop wearing a lovely dress, only to realize that the newly accepted dessert was an ice cream pop shaped like Drag-Queen King of Fashion.
His delicious body was curled and tensed with a glorious glint (made of vanilla) sparkling from his smile. The chocolate dress had strawberry flowers.
...Was she supposed to put this in her mouth!?
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
The shadowed Boss network of Team Rocket watched the hidden video stream with mixed reactions.
One of the younger members was shouting. "I KNOW that guy! He showed up during an operation of mine. Half my team ended up ignoring their damn duties and joined him in some sort of flexing competition."
The following conversation was harder to hear until exasperation made him speak a bit too loud. "That would have been acceptable, but the responding officers didn't even bother to arrest my agents. Said losing so badly was punishment enough! I had three agents quit from SHAME that month! Another four now spend all their time at the gym!"
One of the highest shadow winced. THAT had been an awkward month, and the 'in depth' reports needed had been... odd. "Well, he is currently distracting our Target and slowing his progress, which will give us more time to clear out our operations that might be on the path the two Trainers plan on following."
One of the female Bosses purred. "I hope ALL distractions are this manly."
The guy next to her nodded. "Those arms could flex me any day."
A sigh rumbled. "Focus. Please focus. Have we warned the locals to be cautious with Target Adam?"
Glasses were adjusted. "Twelve percent have not responded to stage one contact, in three and half hours we will be escalating to stage two contact via standard protocols. Thankfully whatever hardware the two use to connect over our network did not expose the nature of the connections to those they contacted, everyone involve should assume that strange Pokédex is using a standard satellite connection as long as they ignore the connection signal strength and network transmission speed."
The oldest shadow nodded. "Thank goodness SOMETHING is ahead of schedule. We are documenting everything right? This will likely be used to establish future protocols when interacting with Target Adam."
There was a sigh. "Everything we can. Whatever the girl browses on her device is undetectable, some sort of program scrambles our monitoring methods when we try, but we are able to inspect the stores and such they shop from easily enough. Video feeds and so forth are being copied as expected, though something is interfering in that as well occasionally."
The man nodded. "Good work everyone, we will continue at the next schedule meeting."
The conversation paused as the muscled man and his many Pokémon assistants belted out another song. Huh. Those Hitmonchan really knew how to show off some moves. The lace didn't even slow them down!
One woman raised a hand. "I volunteer to study the stream in case unexpected emergency action is required."
The guy next to her hummed. "No, better make it a committee effort." He watched the glory of muscled motion. "Yeah, better safe than sorry."
The older member was exasperated. "You can stay and watch if you wish, I however have more than a bit of work to do."
In the end, only four of the administrative members were able to get back to business for a while.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Adam was humming along as the team finally made their way out of town, heading on Route 117. Drag-Queen King had made both Trainers accept his personal number, some merchandise, and a small action figure with a dress that could flex catch phrases.
Only a few people were freaked out when his bone limbs unfurled and began modifying the road again. Weirdos.
Anita was pouting. "Who even makes 'sweat flavored' ice cream?"
Pidgey had at some point replaced her fine painter hat with a work-out headband and a white muscle T-Shirt, and Anita's mood wasn't improved when her flying friend refused to wear anything else.
Adam chuckled. "I was surprised that Ms. King knew so much about armor maintenance. I normally just trust my Angels to handle all those issues, but learning from an expert was a whole new experience." He glanced at his metal wearing companion. "Her changes did make it easier for your to move yes? And look at my little Abra!"
Abra's new crown was less stressful for her to wear and didn't bump into her back-pack-barrel-pouch palm tree shade, but even so she had refused to wear it until Adam remade it himself. Ms. King found her adorable, and fussed enthusiastically over the little one.
Honestly, he couldn't blame anyone for finding Abra so adorable.
Route 117 was beautiful, by the way. Tons of flower gardens, peaceful ponds, small forest glades and flat grassy areas that seemed perfect for picnics. Compared to the shady forest on the previous Route, this was paradise.
It was even MORE enjoyable once Adam realized his presence was an issue again and he pulled it all back in. Normally that would be the default state of his nature, but well... he WAS recovering from visiting Queen Administrator's Realm. Occasionally his still healing soul would release a tiny pulse of power every now again... but nothing had exploded yet so it was probably fine.
Anyway, once he was 'hidden' again, they began to see far more previously hidden Pokémon enjoying the good weather. Bug and plant Pokémon bustled about, and he was pretty sure he saw a bubbly Marill floating around in a pond they passed. The general atmosphere of nature was soothing in a way, and helped relax the group in general.
He still was having issues with Abra detecting random items dropped by Trainers and deciding to Teleport them to 'Safety'. Also known as: Adam's head.
But it wasn't that big a deal, not enough to bother waking the little one up or trying to get her to stop. And who knows, she may find something neat in the process!
Lost in his thoughts, Adam reviewed the recently purchased so called 'Ultra Ball'. Normally only sold to Trainers who had defeated at least three Gym Trainers, Anita's account was somehow 'authorized' to buy all sorts of stuff when she had been shopping. And so she did. Enthusiastically. Good thing he added so many extra funds.
Back on point, the name alone of this 'Ultra Ball' implied something amazing and awesome! Which made it all the more disappointing when Adam actually examined the stupid thing.
Apparently, while 'Great Balls' used advanced designs and materials to maximize the Trainer's stored Aura for capture... these 'Ultra Balls' cheated.
They compressed the Aura from their users and refined it, making them feel more powerful and dedicated than they really were. Basically they lied to the capture target, or at least exaggerated his or her abilities. At best, it was showing off POTENTIAL ability.
Adam Gathered the thing into energy with a scoff. "Yeah, you should toss out any 'Ultra Balls' you find Anita, any partner you catch with one will likely be disobedient or angry."
Because it hurts to be lied to.
The following conversation and her shock at how they actually worked was satisfying, as he was sure not many Trainers knew the details on what was different between tiers of capture orbs. Feeling reassured at his friends honesty, he moved on to the other interesting Pokéballs.
The 'Nest Ball' had a module inside that attempted to reflect the atmosphere of nature, the attuned ambient Aura of the wilds. This other energy acted as a buffer, making shy or younger Pokémon feel more at ease during the capture process and lowering the impact a powerful Trainer might have on a weaker creature.
Hmm. This 'Heal Ball' he had seen before, so no reason to waste time on it. Instead Adam focused on the expensive 'Luxury Ball'... and its cost was clearly justified.
All materials were high quality, the units had additional parts that reduced confusion when Pokémon were released or returned. There was also a delicate purification unit that used stored Trainer's Aura as a filter to ensure ambient energy is properly purified for a Pokémon's use when passing through. And the compression components could theoretically make the ball's travel size even MORE tiny than standard, although at that point it would be dangerously easy to lose track of the stupid thing. The protective coating to resist stains and liquids was just icing on the cake really.
With a sigh, Adam double checked the designs Simmy and Sammy already came up with. "Guess I can't add EVERYTHING to a single Pokéball without conflicts." Some units worked by handling Aura in different ways, adding all of them would just counteract the previous components in action. Other parts required too many resources to be added, which he could do, but would make it incompatible with Pokémon Realm technology.
With only a few modifications, his Construction beam formed the most tested prototype so far into actual existence. Reinforced and coated bottom half sphere, the top was orange like Abra's skin and had small panels to make it look like her cute face. Even as it fell into his palm, his energy began to flow into the creation like a river.
Anita walked closer. "So is this the final version?"
He grumbled. "For now. I have other materials that might be better but those need lots of testing first." Not to mention the Star War's materials and how THOSE may be useful as alloys.
He examined the ball carefully, extra limbs pulling components out and returning them as he searched for flaws. "It has low level continuous healing ability, though it needs time to recharge so it can't fully replace the benefits of a Pokécenter. It transmits my Aura and other energies pretty well, and has storage capacity to hold way more than other commercial offerings. About a dozen times more, give or take. That purification filter idea from the 'Luxury Ball' was brilliant, so I stole that and tried to improve the concept."
Adam pulled the orb back together. "Unlike generic versions this modified prototype should theoretically allow Abra to use 'Telekinesis' on her own ball, as well as 'Teleport' to get away from danger even when resting inside."
Carefully, he tapped the orb on Abra's nose... and she faded in a beam of light quickly into the new 'Abra Ball'. A mental sense of excitement and even more comfort radiated from within, as well as a slight reluctance to go back outside with all that annoying sunlight.
He smiled at Anita. "She likes it!" Pidgey hopped over to his shoulder for a closer look and seemed impressed. "I don't think she wants to come back out right now though."
The younger Trainer looked at his backpack. "Seems a shame though, after all that work you put into making her little snuggle-bundle."
Adam chuckled as he Gathered the carrier into energy. "It is easy enough to rebuild later, the important thing is that she is comfortable with her new home."
Anita winced as Pidgey began tugging her ear, and sighed. "Could you build something similar for Pidgey? She was also impressed by the new ball."
He tossed a small orb that she caught and curiously expanded. "No problem. This doesn't have all the same features, as I have some abilities you don't, but it is a big upgrade to Pidgey's previous Pokéball."
Not that the new features would appear to matter much, as Anita watched her friend coo over her ball's image. The surface was showing the glorious design of her own face. "How much would one of these cost anyway?"
He shrugged. "Component material wise, around $1,500. Not sure on how much the custom artwork would raise that, but since we had to design some of the extra chip units and all that... and well, this thing is one of only two 'Adam Customized Pokéballs' ever made... not sure. For comparison, the component material cost of a standard Pokéball is around $3, and for 'Luxury Balls' it is around $112."
Adam ignored her shock. "Then again, while I used a grand or so on materials the alloys my wives designed... well, those things are cutting edge stuff that I don't think even exist on the current markets, or at least cost so much that marketing it seemed unprofitable and thus pointless. I guess even my rough estimate for a final cost is pretty low."
He snuggled the compressed Pokéball, Abra pulsing back sleepy happiness thoughts, then with slight consideration placed her orb into his magically flaming hair. A few wires held it safely in place, and the energy would keep Abra comfy.
Anita was staring at Pidgey's new orb with slight concern, as if she may damage something very valuable by breathing on it wrong.
Pidgey on the other wing seemed to only care about how awesome her face looked on it.
The bird probably had the best attitude at the situation, in Adam's opinion.
"She watched with fondness as the Drag-Queen King of Fashion bustled everyone else off the stage and the music started."
~Prince - Kiss (Official Music Video)
"The conversation paused as the muscled man and his many Pokémon assistants belted out another song. Huh. Those Hitmonchan really knew how to show off some moves. The lace didn't even slow them down!"
~Right Said Fred - I'm Too Sexy (Original Mix - 2006 Version)
~Prince - Kiss (Official Music Video)
"The conversation paused as the muscled man and his many Pokémon assistants belted out another song. Huh. Those Hitmonchan really knew how to show off some moves. The lace didn't even slow them down!"
~Right Said Fred - I'm Too Sexy (Original Mix - 2006 Version)
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Aurora Moon
Verfied Insomniac with too much time on her hands
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- USA, Earth
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- She/Her
Fragnostic
Cheshire
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- Neko City
That's weird. I've been subscribing to stories ever since SV upgraded to Xenforo 2 and there was never a situation where an update failed to arrive...
This is a very profound insight. As seen later in the chapter, I guess.
Awkward...
They joined the Swole Side.
I scream you scream... we all scream... And sea salt ice cream is a thing.
I think this was supposed to be 'Ultra Balls'.
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- Here
Good catch, fixed.
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