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- Scotland
Did you mean to say plant here?
Broken Adventure
- Thread starter theaceoffire
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- Crossover
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Did you mean to say plant here?
Cyclone1969
Lurker
- Location
- Stockton-on-tees, UK
Gurd dang namit TAoF im going to be humming and singing that all day now
That's Adam's motto, isn't it.
- Location
- florida
With how often Pokémon migrate/travel, get abandoned, get teleported by acts of arceus, etc it would not surprise me at all to see that happen..... and the squealing at home would be deafening. Also might cause some confusion with the Baku worship....
Ashkari
(Verified Ink-slinger)
- Location
- United States
Are you referring to story updates or comment updates?
Story updates aren't supposed to do that, it's the general thread updates that taper off for me. Regardless, check your profile settings; you can fiddle with that kind of stuff here.
Edit: You probably want the options for:
A) setting how similar alerts in a row can happen before it summarizes
B) Check 'thread starter replies always alerts'
C) Fiddle with Persistent Alerts Enabled
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I'm not sure how that last one really works; I have it turned off actually, and I still get (author) alerts for very slow updating fics like Heromaker, soo... *shrug*
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Ashkari
(Verified Ink-slinger)
- Location
- United States
Check my above post real quick then, found some of the relevant sections and had edited it while you were replying
Persistent Alerts might be what you want to toggle, might be a few other things in there.
If ultra balls are that, then what would Adam's reaction to a Master Ball be? Something that would catch anything without fail?
TEH MUSCLE!
- Location
- Koszalin, Poland
You don't need to imagine it, because of course someone created muscled like a flexing god pidgey. Anthropomorphic to be fair, but still! From Pidgey to handsome MUSCLE GOD MEGA PIDGEOT! XOXOXOXO
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
All those created by CaseLJones. Here is his DeviantArt. ALL THE MUSCLES!
It's amazing how Google/DeviantArt can both amaze and terrify me at the same time.
As someone mentioned earlier - he may trade for one or something. Heck, possibly Team Rocket could get him one to 'calm' him down or something. IMO not an issue.
I suspect Master Balls completely supress Aura of the target and this is why it has 100% capture ratio. Imagine Hatchet Face in form of Pokeball. Yeah, pretty much this. I suspect it's not comfortable for the affected target.
But again, speculation. I may be wrong in the end
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Bright Lights, Big City!
- Location
- Here
Thanks to how much better maintained this Route was, the pair of adventurers had reached Mauville City by nightfall easily enough.
It ended up becoming a conversation topic, as Adam and Anita talked about how BAD Route 116 was compared to 117. The one they met on had massive, dense forests, the road was overgrown and easily missed in low light levels, and all the facilities were run down. It was trash.
By comparison Route 117 looked like an advertisement for Sunday walks. The path was not only well cared for, but had gutters to guide rainwater away, solar powered lighting along the street, rest stops that clearly were cleaned regularly, and a variety of gardens that were dearly loved. Oh, Adam had touched it up, reinforced the street to near indestructibility, and added a couple of automatic restaurants, but it was basically untouched.
Anita's opinion on the topic was a bit cynical, as she believed that Route 116 was deliberately kept in a more lawless state. After all, there was a reason her classmates didn't join her on her journey that direction: Shady stuff happened there. Not normally as bad as what SHE went through, but sneaky sneaky stuff, certainly.
Black market deals, people 'finding' interesting things, clandestine meetings. The poor repair levels meant a significantly lowered amount of foot traffic, while the OTHER two high quality Routes into Rustboro City ensured that city tourism and trade didn't drop off. Meanwhile that one dark, lonely route saw all sorts of unusual visits from powerful, busy people.
It would be interesting to see how the 'improved' area back there would change this type of night life activity. Especially as the recent changes had become something of a local attraction at this point, according to the web forums Anita tended to browse. Ah well, it wasn't something that would have stayed secret forever anyway.
Unlike Verdanturf Town, Mauville City had apparently undergone a massive redevelopment plan recently. Which might explain how lovely the Route they just traveled had become, now that he thought about it.
According to Anita, the new place was the lifelong dream of Wattson Ogata, the local Gym Leader and man of the town. Known as 'The Cheerfully Electrifying Man!', he specialized in raising powerful electric Pokémon and wanted his town to show off the benefits of doing such. Step by step, one man led his whole city into developing the City into an advertised wonder!
The new catch phrase for the area was 'The Bright and Shiny City of Fun!' and it had an atmosphere of Las Vegas to the area. Most of the city was now indoors, within a massive structure covered in gardens and greenery on the surface. Adam wasn't sure if it was DESIGNED to be an armored fortress, but it was interesting to note how thick the defensive walls were, even if the general crowds didn't seem to notice or care.
Inside the buildings however, it sparkled! Dominating the area was the Gym of course, as well as the Mauville Game Corner which had everything from roulette to slot machines. Everywhere around these two monster structures were bright signs, glowing lights, and bustling crowds. Shops of every size and design were hidden all around, and it seemed 'Getting Lost' was a popular activity for people looking for something interesting to find.
Adam honestly felt a bit overwhelmed.
In Rustboro City, it was barely evening before almost everything but the Pokémon Center shut down, and the two Trainers had to use emergency rooms to get through the night.
Here, things were still jumping! Lights like stars covered the inside, a soft glow of energy flickered around making everyone feel like they were experiencing a dream world. These masses moved past loud shop stands and food salespeople declaring how marvelous their wares were, trinket salesmen and small ride operators, con-people and show-people were everywhere!
Even while searching for a hotel to sleep, Adam ended up getting Abra and Pidgey some Pokéberry Pops, while he and Anita split some candied bread snacks that smelled too good to just walk by unnoticed. There were attractions and even rides, all powered by the massive electricity the local Gym's Pokémon generated during daily life.
Smells filled the air, lights pulsed and glowed, and the sounds were walls that bustled and hummed.
Honestly, by the time the pair actually found a Hotel and checked in for the night, they were exhausted just from that short journey... and eager to explore after some sleep and recovery.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Anita woke with a start, before realizing she was safe. Nothing was hunting her (Or more accurately, Haunting her), and the unusual sounds were from the still bustling nightlife from outside the hotel.
And hadn't THAT been a shock! This was the first time she had traveled so far from the Academy, at least without teachers or whatever, and the only time they had passed through Mauville City her minders had pushed quickly through without explanation. At the time no one had made a big deal out of it, and the groups just moved on to their various assignments.
It was now a bit more obvious why the Adults tricked them, as getting students to NOT go nuts in a place like this was unlikely. As it was, she had tears from staring too hard at all the crazy things going on and a headache from the amazing sounds and shouts and songs. Her body pulsed with excited energy. It was amazing!
She had stayed up a bit too late last night getting a list of things to do, once she convinced Adam to stay a bit. The famous 'Crooner`s Café' was here, which was SO popular that people actually had Pokémon battles over the right to order and wait for drinks alone, forget the ability to hear the astoundingly talented performers.
There were rogue Trainers that could and WOULD help teach others their secret and special Pokémon moves (If you could afford their fees), a Battle Institute that was well known for having a vicious Battle Test to show your worth, a popular TV station that sometimes ran local contests and had awesome prizes, and more!
And the Food Court! She and Adam had barely passed through there before they were suckered into buying those warm, delicious sugar coated breads. NOT buying them was clearly not an option, and each bite had been so seductively wonderful to the taste-buds. It was like she could FEEL the energy soaking into her system!
Blinking and wiping away any potential drool, she checked her Pokédex's clock again... no, it was still too early to get up and get more, even if she COULD convince Adam that desert bread was a perfectly healthy breakfast.
With disappointment and growing hunger, she forced herself to try and sleep again. Stupid maturity, stupid responsibility. When she was a grown Adult, she would eat stupid things all the time and tell everyone ELSE to eat right and all that junk. 'Do as I say, not as I ravenously consume!' or whatever.
She slowly drifted away again, images of mountainous snacks being explored and devoured drifting by as her mind fell deeper.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Adam frowned.
What the HELL had been in that bread!? It hadn't been dangerous or Simmy would have stepped in, no question. But while there had been heavy energies in most of the food the two had seen last night, some clearly caused by Pokémon move residue and others from rare ingredients that naturally gained Aura from their environments, that bread snack had been on another level.
Those strange snacks they ate? The things had RADIATED power. And while Anita had clearly been distracted, ADAM had noticed that the booth they had purchased the Pokéberry Pops and snack bread from had no other customers. The raw power generated off of the available goods had caused everyone else to subconsciously avoid the area, and if Anita hadn't been exposed to Adam's energies over the last few days SHE TOO would have passed the odd place by.
Adam had a sneaking suspicion that, should the two of them return to that place, the man and his stand would be gone.
As far as he could tell, no Pokémon Gods were involved... but something suspicious had been at hand there. In retrospect, the fact that the vendor had NO electronics on his person should have been a warning sign.
Letting it go for now, he refocused inward.
Marshadow had made progress. His newly refined attitude thanks to the Angel Twins was still... aggressive... but not madscowled ragemadness. The Grid of Confinement cell that contained the creature now produced two tainted Aura fields, 'Fighting Aura' and 'Ghost Aura'.
Simmy had confirmed that the Cell was being designed further to host Pokémon of all natures, and that more could be confined in the same general spot without issue or conflict. This was due to a slight effect of the space to prevent mental damage to those confined, as Betty had explained there was a feeling of dream-walking. No hunger or weariness, no fear or sadness... just a drifting feeling. Even so, new regions within the cell should make it feel more home like to any possible future captures. Even now, volcanoes and rivers and forests and stuff were being developed and expanded.
Anyway, after several songs of Angel, Marshadow was now... drifting through something similar to a bone forest within the cell. His shadow would combine and flow between the forest silhouettes as he silently wandered. He seemed happier and more calm now, at least.
Adam moved his focus back to his own body, focusing on a hand that slowly smoked and turned black with 'Ghost Aura'. If desired, he could probably convert his body temporarily into such a state... and if he analyzed this more, there was no reason the couldn't do so with ALL of his Aura effects. Eventually, anyway.
Though using his own power would just convert him into living blue Aura Metal, as if he was that one Parahuman... Weld? The metal man from Worm.
He wasn't sure what combining his body with 'Fighting Aura' would do. Maybe turn him into a body builder?
Theoretically if Abra took a nap in there, Adam could see what 'Psychic Aura' was like, how his body would respond. And now that he thought about it, he WOULD get a chance in the future when heading home since Abra and any other Pokémon would have to stay in Confinement for safety during transit through the Abyss.
But the idea of not being able to pamper the little one was unpleasant.
So she stayed in her Pokéball as Adam coated it with blue magical flames, and he continued 'tasting' these two new Aura flavors Marshadow provided.
And it WAS something like a flavor, or taint, or food coloring. It caused Aura to act like an amplifier for certain energies, a dampener for others, and so forth.
It was likely what caused 'Type Weaknesses' and 'Super-effective Attacks', as the closest thing to an actual 'Pure Aura' was the so-called 'Normal Move' attacks.
Everything else? Flavored Aura. No wonder bonding with a Trainer boosted the creature's power, once they connect they can redistribute all of the energies wasted on generating their base attack Aura and focus only on creating their own 'Flavors' to add to their Owner's energies. Or add their own 'Normal Attack' to the power provided by the Trainer during the fight.
Adam watched Abra's Aura, which had slowly been shifting towards something similar to his own. Being bathed in Magic, powerful Faith energies, and Adam's unusually dense Aura fields... well, Abra's tired and weak systems had THRIVED with the abundant powers available.
Her field still felt and tasted like 'Psychic Aura', but being exposed to his mash of energies had a sort of... purification effect on the stuff. It was likely how the tiny thing was able to modify 'Teleport' to work in more adaptable ways, or how she was using 'Telepathy' to begin scanning devices as WELL as creatures. Not to mention using 'Telekinesis' to scare off Pokémon Adam might want to capture, to keep her partner to herself.
And yes, Abra, he caught you doing that. You aren't THAT sneaky.
He grinned at the embarrassed feelings he got from the Pokéball.
She was adorable.
Back on point, what would happen if he added the 'Psychic' flavor to his Aura? Would his form go ghost-like, or would he shift physically to better support mental attacks and abilities?
It would almost be a half-Semblance, this ability to modify one's Aura flavor.
Hmm... Ghira would probably want to know about it.
Meh, later. This is vacation time.
This town was a bit of a shock though.
It wasn't technically an Adult Only event, of course, and there were crowds of Pokémon and Trainers wandering about with normal Citizens in crowds of interested people... but some of the costumes? X Rated, easily.
It wasn't even treated as a big deal, if Anita's lack of reaction was any example. Considering how prudish the girl is in many other respects, the sheer LACK of reaction to beautiful women and men in the various booths trying to attract attention was a bit of surprise.
Maybe it was because of how adult like the kids in this reality were? The maturity level of the young ones was more than a bit odd, now that he thought about it.
Anyway, big differences: This was a Las Vegas that let kids gamble. No ID, no laws of certain ages being restricted, straight up 'Go knock yourself out kid' levels of nonchalance gambling.
And considering that one of the two largest buildings in this night-life town was a casino, they were going to see a LOT of too young kids gambling FAR too much money. Hopefully that won't cause issues, but it was honestly out of Adam's hands.
Some discrete questions sent via Pokédex to that Female Grunt did answer a few of his concerns though.
People who gamble TOO much are not 'vanished' or sold into slavery or whatever... but most ended up in the lowest levels of society's work force.
Which, considering how powerful and wide reaching it is, tended to mean Team Rocket. If they got out of debt and showed promise, they could eventually work their way up to 'Grunt' or higher... But the type of people that gamble until they fall into a gangster's lifestyle tend to not be competent enough to become better people.
Still, the world had many basic and annoying jobs needing to be done, so at least these mindless many were helping out society on some level.
Adam sighed as he felt Anita bouncing, the raw power of that suspicious bread forcing her to act like she had a sugar rush explosion delayed after three years of consumption. Theoretically this experience should help the girl handle the Aura pressure against stronger opponents... but right NOW it meant that she was going to 'wake' Adam up damn early and drag him back out into the mess of people and lights.
With a sigh, he tried to relax. Being forced to be around people sounded like a 'normal' thing to happen to other people on vacations too... he should just consider it a sign of experiencing real life a bit more accurately.
It ended up becoming a conversation topic, as Adam and Anita talked about how BAD Route 116 was compared to 117. The one they met on had massive, dense forests, the road was overgrown and easily missed in low light levels, and all the facilities were run down. It was trash.
By comparison Route 117 looked like an advertisement for Sunday walks. The path was not only well cared for, but had gutters to guide rainwater away, solar powered lighting along the street, rest stops that clearly were cleaned regularly, and a variety of gardens that were dearly loved. Oh, Adam had touched it up, reinforced the street to near indestructibility, and added a couple of automatic restaurants, but it was basically untouched.
Anita's opinion on the topic was a bit cynical, as she believed that Route 116 was deliberately kept in a more lawless state. After all, there was a reason her classmates didn't join her on her journey that direction: Shady stuff happened there. Not normally as bad as what SHE went through, but sneaky sneaky stuff, certainly.
Black market deals, people 'finding' interesting things, clandestine meetings. The poor repair levels meant a significantly lowered amount of foot traffic, while the OTHER two high quality Routes into Rustboro City ensured that city tourism and trade didn't drop off. Meanwhile that one dark, lonely route saw all sorts of unusual visits from powerful, busy people.
It would be interesting to see how the 'improved' area back there would change this type of night life activity. Especially as the recent changes had become something of a local attraction at this point, according to the web forums Anita tended to browse. Ah well, it wasn't something that would have stayed secret forever anyway.
Unlike Verdanturf Town, Mauville City had apparently undergone a massive redevelopment plan recently. Which might explain how lovely the Route they just traveled had become, now that he thought about it.
According to Anita, the new place was the lifelong dream of Wattson Ogata, the local Gym Leader and man of the town. Known as 'The Cheerfully Electrifying Man!', he specialized in raising powerful electric Pokémon and wanted his town to show off the benefits of doing such. Step by step, one man led his whole city into developing the City into an advertised wonder!
The new catch phrase for the area was 'The Bright and Shiny City of Fun!' and it had an atmosphere of Las Vegas to the area. Most of the city was now indoors, within a massive structure covered in gardens and greenery on the surface. Adam wasn't sure if it was DESIGNED to be an armored fortress, but it was interesting to note how thick the defensive walls were, even if the general crowds didn't seem to notice or care.
Inside the buildings however, it sparkled! Dominating the area was the Gym of course, as well as the Mauville Game Corner which had everything from roulette to slot machines. Everywhere around these two monster structures were bright signs, glowing lights, and bustling crowds. Shops of every size and design were hidden all around, and it seemed 'Getting Lost' was a popular activity for people looking for something interesting to find.
Adam honestly felt a bit overwhelmed.
In Rustboro City, it was barely evening before almost everything but the Pokémon Center shut down, and the two Trainers had to use emergency rooms to get through the night.
Here, things were still jumping! Lights like stars covered the inside, a soft glow of energy flickered around making everyone feel like they were experiencing a dream world. These masses moved past loud shop stands and food salespeople declaring how marvelous their wares were, trinket salesmen and small ride operators, con-people and show-people were everywhere!
Even while searching for a hotel to sleep, Adam ended up getting Abra and Pidgey some Pokéberry Pops, while he and Anita split some candied bread snacks that smelled too good to just walk by unnoticed. There were attractions and even rides, all powered by the massive electricity the local Gym's Pokémon generated during daily life.
Smells filled the air, lights pulsed and glowed, and the sounds were walls that bustled and hummed.
Honestly, by the time the pair actually found a Hotel and checked in for the night, they were exhausted just from that short journey... and eager to explore after some sleep and recovery.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Anita woke with a start, before realizing she was safe. Nothing was hunting her (Or more accurately, Haunting her), and the unusual sounds were from the still bustling nightlife from outside the hotel.
And hadn't THAT been a shock! This was the first time she had traveled so far from the Academy, at least without teachers or whatever, and the only time they had passed through Mauville City her minders had pushed quickly through without explanation. At the time no one had made a big deal out of it, and the groups just moved on to their various assignments.
It was now a bit more obvious why the Adults tricked them, as getting students to NOT go nuts in a place like this was unlikely. As it was, she had tears from staring too hard at all the crazy things going on and a headache from the amazing sounds and shouts and songs. Her body pulsed with excited energy. It was amazing!
She had stayed up a bit too late last night getting a list of things to do, once she convinced Adam to stay a bit. The famous 'Crooner`s Café' was here, which was SO popular that people actually had Pokémon battles over the right to order and wait for drinks alone, forget the ability to hear the astoundingly talented performers.
There were rogue Trainers that could and WOULD help teach others their secret and special Pokémon moves (If you could afford their fees), a Battle Institute that was well known for having a vicious Battle Test to show your worth, a popular TV station that sometimes ran local contests and had awesome prizes, and more!
And the Food Court! She and Adam had barely passed through there before they were suckered into buying those warm, delicious sugar coated breads. NOT buying them was clearly not an option, and each bite had been so seductively wonderful to the taste-buds. It was like she could FEEL the energy soaking into her system!
Blinking and wiping away any potential drool, she checked her Pokédex's clock again... no, it was still too early to get up and get more, even if she COULD convince Adam that desert bread was a perfectly healthy breakfast.
With disappointment and growing hunger, she forced herself to try and sleep again. Stupid maturity, stupid responsibility. When she was a grown Adult, she would eat stupid things all the time and tell everyone ELSE to eat right and all that junk. 'Do as I say, not as I ravenously consume!' or whatever.
She slowly drifted away again, images of mountainous snacks being explored and devoured drifting by as her mind fell deeper.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Adam frowned.
What the HELL had been in that bread!? It hadn't been dangerous or Simmy would have stepped in, no question. But while there had been heavy energies in most of the food the two had seen last night, some clearly caused by Pokémon move residue and others from rare ingredients that naturally gained Aura from their environments, that bread snack had been on another level.
Those strange snacks they ate? The things had RADIATED power. And while Anita had clearly been distracted, ADAM had noticed that the booth they had purchased the Pokéberry Pops and snack bread from had no other customers. The raw power generated off of the available goods had caused everyone else to subconsciously avoid the area, and if Anita hadn't been exposed to Adam's energies over the last few days SHE TOO would have passed the odd place by.
Adam had a sneaking suspicion that, should the two of them return to that place, the man and his stand would be gone.
As far as he could tell, no Pokémon Gods were involved... but something suspicious had been at hand there. In retrospect, the fact that the vendor had NO electronics on his person should have been a warning sign.
Letting it go for now, he refocused inward.
Marshadow had made progress. His newly refined attitude thanks to the Angel Twins was still... aggressive... but not madscowled ragemadness. The Grid of Confinement cell that contained the creature now produced two tainted Aura fields, 'Fighting Aura' and 'Ghost Aura'.
Simmy had confirmed that the Cell was being designed further to host Pokémon of all natures, and that more could be confined in the same general spot without issue or conflict. This was due to a slight effect of the space to prevent mental damage to those confined, as Betty had explained there was a feeling of dream-walking. No hunger or weariness, no fear or sadness... just a drifting feeling. Even so, new regions within the cell should make it feel more home like to any possible future captures. Even now, volcanoes and rivers and forests and stuff were being developed and expanded.
Anyway, after several songs of Angel, Marshadow was now... drifting through something similar to a bone forest within the cell. His shadow would combine and flow between the forest silhouettes as he silently wandered. He seemed happier and more calm now, at least.
Adam moved his focus back to his own body, focusing on a hand that slowly smoked and turned black with 'Ghost Aura'. If desired, he could probably convert his body temporarily into such a state... and if he analyzed this more, there was no reason the couldn't do so with ALL of his Aura effects. Eventually, anyway.
Though using his own power would just convert him into living blue Aura Metal, as if he was that one Parahuman... Weld? The metal man from Worm.
He wasn't sure what combining his body with 'Fighting Aura' would do. Maybe turn him into a body builder?
Theoretically if Abra took a nap in there, Adam could see what 'Psychic Aura' was like, how his body would respond. And now that he thought about it, he WOULD get a chance in the future when heading home since Abra and any other Pokémon would have to stay in Confinement for safety during transit through the Abyss.
But the idea of not being able to pamper the little one was unpleasant.
So she stayed in her Pokéball as Adam coated it with blue magical flames, and he continued 'tasting' these two new Aura flavors Marshadow provided.
And it WAS something like a flavor, or taint, or food coloring. It caused Aura to act like an amplifier for certain energies, a dampener for others, and so forth.
It was likely what caused 'Type Weaknesses' and 'Super-effective Attacks', as the closest thing to an actual 'Pure Aura' was the so-called 'Normal Move' attacks.
Everything else? Flavored Aura. No wonder bonding with a Trainer boosted the creature's power, once they connect they can redistribute all of the energies wasted on generating their base attack Aura and focus only on creating their own 'Flavors' to add to their Owner's energies. Or add their own 'Normal Attack' to the power provided by the Trainer during the fight.
Adam watched Abra's Aura, which had slowly been shifting towards something similar to his own. Being bathed in Magic, powerful Faith energies, and Adam's unusually dense Aura fields... well, Abra's tired and weak systems had THRIVED with the abundant powers available.
Her field still felt and tasted like 'Psychic Aura', but being exposed to his mash of energies had a sort of... purification effect on the stuff. It was likely how the tiny thing was able to modify 'Teleport' to work in more adaptable ways, or how she was using 'Telepathy' to begin scanning devices as WELL as creatures. Not to mention using 'Telekinesis' to scare off Pokémon Adam might want to capture, to keep her partner to herself.
And yes, Abra, he caught you doing that. You aren't THAT sneaky.
He grinned at the embarrassed feelings he got from the Pokéball.
She was adorable.
Back on point, what would happen if he added the 'Psychic' flavor to his Aura? Would his form go ghost-like, or would he shift physically to better support mental attacks and abilities?
It would almost be a half-Semblance, this ability to modify one's Aura flavor.
Hmm... Ghira would probably want to know about it.
Meh, later. This is vacation time.
This town was a bit of a shock though.
It wasn't technically an Adult Only event, of course, and there were crowds of Pokémon and Trainers wandering about with normal Citizens in crowds of interested people... but some of the costumes? X Rated, easily.
It wasn't even treated as a big deal, if Anita's lack of reaction was any example. Considering how prudish the girl is in many other respects, the sheer LACK of reaction to beautiful women and men in the various booths trying to attract attention was a bit of surprise.
Maybe it was because of how adult like the kids in this reality were? The maturity level of the young ones was more than a bit odd, now that he thought about it.
Anyway, big differences: This was a Las Vegas that let kids gamble. No ID, no laws of certain ages being restricted, straight up 'Go knock yourself out kid' levels of nonchalance gambling.
And considering that one of the two largest buildings in this night-life town was a casino, they were going to see a LOT of too young kids gambling FAR too much money. Hopefully that won't cause issues, but it was honestly out of Adam's hands.
Some discrete questions sent via Pokédex to that Female Grunt did answer a few of his concerns though.
People who gamble TOO much are not 'vanished' or sold into slavery or whatever... but most ended up in the lowest levels of society's work force.
Which, considering how powerful and wide reaching it is, tended to mean Team Rocket. If they got out of debt and showed promise, they could eventually work their way up to 'Grunt' or higher... But the type of people that gamble until they fall into a gangster's lifestyle tend to not be competent enough to become better people.
Still, the world had many basic and annoying jobs needing to be done, so at least these mindless many were helping out society on some level.
Adam sighed as he felt Anita bouncing, the raw power of that suspicious bread forcing her to act like she had a sugar rush explosion delayed after three years of consumption. Theoretically this experience should help the girl handle the Aura pressure against stronger opponents... but right NOW it meant that she was going to 'wake' Adam up damn early and drag him back out into the mess of people and lights.
With a sigh, he tried to relax. Being forced to be around people sounded like a 'normal' thing to happen to other people on vacations too... he should just consider it a sign of experiencing real life a bit more accurately.
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- Location
- Massachusetts
Adam relaxing only involves minor restructuring of the world around him. Maybe Simmy and Sammy can make their own Angel slot machines that give payouts based on if you deserve it.
Fragnostic
Cheshire
- Location
- Neko City
Make their own Town, with Blackjack and Hookers... would be a very lewd town indeed.
- Location
- England
- Location
- Saipan
So I'm guessing that the sweet shop was a sort of multiversal shop then? Either one where the proprietor can choose a destination and change his products to match the theme, or one that acts a bit like the tardis where the shop randomly goes to certain places (making sure to change the theme of the shop to fit in) and the shopkeeper has to roll with the punches.
- Location
- Dhaka, Bangladesh
I wonder would the mods freak out if Adam went to the pokegirl universe? I mostly ask because that place has a shit ton of stuff translated into waifu form. Such as Evangelion being an evolution of Eva (Eevee) with an Angel stone. Then there's the E-stone ceremonies. Which are methods of using multiple evolution stones to create evolutions. Not to mention all of the derivative technologies of multiple xovers. If we do though I suggest the timeline created by DragonKnightRyu. It's a helluva lot lighter and fluffier.
- Location
- Michigan, USA
...why do I have a feeling that Abra might get a different evolution than normal..a more...priestess like one considering the faith energies shes been partaking on...and with her being able to effect electronics maybe becoming psychic/electric like that alternate raichu form..
- Location
- Koszalin, Poland
A fun idea. All those machines 'puking' out pieces of coals towards villains, bad people and all. Also an image of Jack Slash being covered up in coal he can't get out of amuses me alot
.DC Santa Claus approves. Talk a guy being badass enough to deliver piece of coal each year to Darkseid for being a bad guy and escape every single time.
Although I'm afraid we won't see this one, as in original timeline he is locked in Grey Boy bubble and in other one someone hunted him down if I remember right?
Poke Vegas here we come! It would be even more awkard if female Rocket Grunt that we learned about here decides to work part time there for additional money
.Honestly first thing that reminded me of here when you said this is Happy Mask Salesman, just under disguise this time scouting things around. He in the end was approached here by another godlike being, so he didn't want to risk it yet. But if it's him it wouldn't surprise me.
I read some Monster Girl Quest stories posted on SB and I think some on SV are also there, so I don't think it's that big of an issue. And MGQ is a very, very lewd world.
I just tried to find some alternate fanmade evolutions for Abra line and... I couldn't find any. Like at all. Strange when I have far less issues with other Pokemon, but oh well.
But yeah, it would make sense.
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Exploring the Underground.
- Location
- Here
Anita was furious. "I can't believe he is GONE! How can you run a business like this!?"
Adam chuckled as her rant got more bizarre and whiny, slowly transforming into a speech about how sweet bread treats TOTALLY counted as a balanced breakfast and so on and so forth.
Eventually she fell to grumbling. "Well, we will just have to come back tonight or catch him tomorrow, but I am SO going to complain!"
One of the closer shop-keeps chuckled. "Good luck, Mr. Ogata is so busy he only gets to run his stand once every few months or so. If it makes you feel better, you really made his day! He normally only sells one or two snacks if any, no matter how delicious he claims they be."
Adam chuckled. "To be honest, I wouldn't let you eat anything else of his anyway. You are still over-energized from the bread, until it gets back to reasonable levels... I mean, are you even hungry right now?"
She blinked. "Huh. No, I guess not." Her frown came back hard. "But I COULD have been, if I could just get some more of that stupid bread!"
The candy merchant spoke up from the left. "If it REALLY bothers you that much, you could go visit his other job."
She turned to where he pointed... "The Gym? Wait, that was Wattson Ogata!? Why is the Town Mayor and Gym Leader selling super bread!?"
The merchant shrugged. "Asked him once, he said electrified desserts were 'Shockingly Good' and then tried to make me eat a biscuit."
Her gaze blurred. "So... so even if we stay here for months, I won't get my bread snacks?"
Adam sighed and gently patted her head. "It wasn't like the things were even that good tasting, you just really got a high off the raw energy. It is easy enough to duplicate."
He booped her nose, pushing the hope off her face. "Not that I will until you come down from your 'sugar rush'. Now, Where are we going according to that list you made?"
After some more wheedling (didn't work) and some complaining (Meh), she eventually directed the group towards the 'Crooner`s Café'. The place was surprisingly small for how famous it was, but while other people were constantly trying to intimidate others away and get better spots, a small area of space followed Adam as Anita traveled behind him.
He hummed. "Not a huge fan of coffee to be honest, although I love the smell of it."
She sat next to him, the unusually empty stools on either side preventing any crowding. "I'm going to try a cup, I heard it is WAY better than drinks elsewhere."
Adam shrugged and ended up getting a cup of hot chocolate. It was not nearly cold enough for the stuff, but temperature was not a good enough reason NOT to drink something hot and sweet. The custom home made marshmallows was a lovely addition.
Anita LOVED the coffee... but it didn't help her calm down much. Thankfully the smooth, mellow music that sauntered through the room helped keep her from flying off the walls or whatever.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Shawn lightly pushed Keven closer. "YOU sit next to them."
His friend frowned. "Hell no. Look, they seem to be pulsing with power. Like they got hit by a 'Thunderbolt' or something. That guy in the green shirt right there was shocked!"
Shawn waved a hand. "It was static or something, don't be a wuss."
Keven poked his shoulder. "I don't see YOU trying to get that free seat. Either one. Just admit it, those two are weird and it would be stupid to try and take advantage of that."
He glanced at the two, UNCONTESTED seating options. Maybe...
A pulse of energy crackled with static shock over the two sitting at the bar... and NEITHER Trainer seemed to notice.
Yeah, maybe not. "Isn't Steve here somewhere? He owes me a favor, I can cash it in to steal his spot."
Keven sighed. "Not today, he has to watch his sister's kids. And we need TWO seats, unless you want me to sit in your lap or something when we order."
Shawn's gaze drifted. "Hmm."
He frowned. "No, convincing everyone to double sit has been tried before. Caused complete chaos. Nearly got a dozen people permanently banned from coming by."
The friends wandered further into the café, ignoring the strange Trainers and their area of denial seating section.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Aura tainted food was used almost like seasoning here. There was clear traces of 'Dark Aura' and 'Fire Aura' in the hot chocolate, and the coffee had 'Fairy Aura' and 'Flying Aura' of all things from what Simmy and Sammy could detect.
The interesting stuff was how Anita's system handled the stuff. The 'Fairy Aura' didn't do much and was basically absorbed by the girls energy field, but the 'Flying Aura' almost seamlessly passed through her bond to Pidgey, who seemed extra peppy this morning.
He flared his hair around Abra's Pokéball, but she seemed happy enough to sleep away inside and didn't want anything from the café at the moment.
The music was... slightly odd. Less vocals, more instrumental. Still, it was soothing and sweet and flowed well. Made the food extra fulfilling, and sort of resonated slightly with the energies contained by the drinks.
Thankfully the placed served a decent breakfast, even if it wasn't the magical energy bread Anita had been desiring. Before long the pair had finished, paid and tipped the staff, and went back to the bustling crowds of the City.
Speaking of which, it had not really calmed down much. From what he could detect, there were shifts of people working that overlapped. As one went home, another arrived, and the massive customer base fluctuated thusly.
It explained why the hotel was so heavily insulated. Noise levels would be an issue otherwise, as people constantly lived life in this strange unending twilight city.
Oh, and Adam was stealing data like crazy. Every Trainer was checked to see if they had interesting Pokéballs, every shop was scanned, every Pokédex was checked for any custom modifications, and all the raw data was passed to the two tinkering Angels in his fishbowl.
Abra's ball had therefor been updated a dozen times by now. She could even answer phone calls and view camera feeds from inside there at this point, even if the device as a whole barely counted as a Pokéball at this stage. Not that she could speak English, so the calls would be a bit pointless... but meh, why not?
It had been interesting updating the device without Abra coming out first. Not too difficult, even if the first time Adam moved his bone arms had... surprised... the general crowds. Thankfully the Pokémon Realm was MORE than a bit used to strange and unusual people.
Seriously, more people should have more arms. He only had eight total right now, that was practically nothing. Squishy had passed a thousand limbs WAY long ago, everyone else should just get over it so he could try out a few dozen without scaring the town. Or city in this case.
No, stay focused.
Adam had been using the process of wandering around and visiting famous places with Anita to not only steal local data but to explore this massive structure over the city itself. Because while most of it was armor, heat ventilation, and power lines, there were small modules scattered throughout that had all sorts of functions.
Air purification, fire fighting (Both through water attacks and gas suppression, likely duplicating Pokémon abilities), light redirection, water guidance, and so on and so forth. These designs were clearly unique one-off creations, as there were no standardized parts in them and no manufacturing meta data included. Probably designed by the mysterious bread dealer, Gym Leader Wattson 'The Cheerfully Electrifying Man' Ogata.
The 'Electric Aura' flavor was everywhere in the building, used to guide power, redirect external attacks and internal electrical discharges, even improving the efficiency of the lights themselves! Clearly the man had a dream, and that dream was electrified.
The result of so much attuned Aura was the strange glow-fog atmosphere inside the city, this dream-like field of power that drifted in the area. Even without touching the walls or devices, the 'Normal Aura' was slowly being influenced into becoming 'Electric Aura' energies.
It would enhance anything related to electric Pokémon, from training to relaxation, just as a side effect from the buildings design... and Adam wasn't sure if it was done on purpose or if Wattson Ogata just got lucky due to his love of shock.
With THIS much electricity in the air though, it was obvious why the temporary bread seller had no high tech on his body. They would likely short out quickly if he tried, unless he built a Pokédex during a thunderstorm or something and let all the parts get zapped over and over again.
...Which would probably melt the parts.
Anyway, aside from the technological espionage, the main focus Adam had was absorbing samples of various Pokémon Aura's from the many passing Pokémon in the crowds. Simmy and Sammy would analyze the energy fields, learn how to duplicate the 'flavor', and then gather more and more similar samples to ensure that the 'flavor' was captured correctly.
Unlike Marshadow, who was helpfully contributing free power sources of 'Fighting' and 'Ghost' Auras, these other sources were basically flavor packets that Adam could pass his own energy through to generate the needed fields.
One of his sources was not only 'free' but building up massive Aura stockpiles... the other filter sources needed power supplied to generate working samples.
That said, Adam wasn't willing to capture a dozen types of Pokémon inside his Grid of Confinement just to make things easier. Not unless the creatures he ran into were EQUALLY dangerous to the general public as Marshadow was.
So he just had a small portion of his Aura constantly passed through each of the filters Simmy and Sammy constructed. The reserves of different flavors would build up slower and have the possibility of running out if he didn't support them directly, but at least he wouldn't have to gather Pokémon that he didn't actually want.
It was interesting to note that the dual nature Pokémon had DIFFERENT flavors than those with a single nature. Because a 'Steel' and 'Rock' Pokémon could have different ratio of flavors, some being more 'Rock' and only slightly 'Steel', and visa versa.
And this MATTERED. A whole LOT.
It effected personality, ability, growth rate based on location, and more. Heck, the 'Steel' type Pokémon actually improved FASTER if they stayed within man made structures, while 'Rock' type almost required constant camping trips to stay happy. It was fascinating, and also making proper 'flavor filters' annoying to construct. At least his Angels were entertained.
His thoughts were distracted as he detected... huh. Really?
Adam watched three morons fill up both ends of the alleyway, blocking Anita and him from passing through.
He glanced down at his own massive form. He checked his hair... yeah, still on fire.
How was he NOT intimidating the underworld right now?
Anita was clearly used to having Adam around, as she didn't even pretend to be nervous. "Yes? Can we help you?"
The shiftiest man, wearing all black and with a mask, stepped forward. "You two... are you strangers in these parts?"
The two in the back and three behind the pair chuckled.
Anita nodded. "Yep."
Adam sighed. "Yes, we arrived yesterday."
The man's smirk grew. "I knew it, you two smelled too innocent for our dark and twisted world. I believe you could use some edu-mucation. Some old fashion larrning."
One of the back hecklers cheered. "You learn her good boss!"
Anita... wasn't sure how to handle this. "Uh. Sure?"
The man whipped back his cloak, exposing his hidden hand.
He waved it in the air. "Now look you young'un, dis here is the third artistic circle you just past, you follow my numbers?"
Ignoring her expression, his dumb looking partner on his left had already extended a collapsible pointer and aimed it at the now unfurled map.
The cloaked man continued. "You bout to run into OUR territory. And no one can just wander into OUR territory like they own the place."
She frowned. "Why not?"
The man nodded. "We be painting. People like you, outsiders, get your nice clothing all messed up. And then we got to be painting again."
One of the group flanking them popped up. "Yeah, and them Artistic Circle people are expensive! You don't know the cost of paint job patch ups in today's economy!"
Adam wasn't sure what was happening, but the leader continued. "See, you need to take the alley two turns that-away, winder-shins like, you follow? Don't let ignorance ruin your clothing and our painted message of self expressionism."
His assistant seemed to have lost his own self restraint. "Damn girl, you been LEARNED!"
The two trainers stared blankly as the six men began informing each other of how much learning had been accomplished today, and how thoroughly schooled the general situation had become.
Adam nodded. "Right, we will be leaving now."
The man snarled. "That's right, and don't you be underestimating the joy of art again! Not in OUR town!"
Anita groaned, her Pidgey trying to flip the crowd with herself. "This is your fault Adam, somehow."
Adam chuckled as her rant got more bizarre and whiny, slowly transforming into a speech about how sweet bread treats TOTALLY counted as a balanced breakfast and so on and so forth.
Eventually she fell to grumbling. "Well, we will just have to come back tonight or catch him tomorrow, but I am SO going to complain!"
One of the closer shop-keeps chuckled. "Good luck, Mr. Ogata is so busy he only gets to run his stand once every few months or so. If it makes you feel better, you really made his day! He normally only sells one or two snacks if any, no matter how delicious he claims they be."
Adam chuckled. "To be honest, I wouldn't let you eat anything else of his anyway. You are still over-energized from the bread, until it gets back to reasonable levels... I mean, are you even hungry right now?"
She blinked. "Huh. No, I guess not." Her frown came back hard. "But I COULD have been, if I could just get some more of that stupid bread!"
The candy merchant spoke up from the left. "If it REALLY bothers you that much, you could go visit his other job."
She turned to where he pointed... "The Gym? Wait, that was Wattson Ogata!? Why is the Town Mayor and Gym Leader selling super bread!?"
The merchant shrugged. "Asked him once, he said electrified desserts were 'Shockingly Good' and then tried to make me eat a biscuit."
Her gaze blurred. "So... so even if we stay here for months, I won't get my bread snacks?"
Adam sighed and gently patted her head. "It wasn't like the things were even that good tasting, you just really got a high off the raw energy. It is easy enough to duplicate."
He booped her nose, pushing the hope off her face. "Not that I will until you come down from your 'sugar rush'. Now, Where are we going according to that list you made?"
After some more wheedling (didn't work) and some complaining (Meh), she eventually directed the group towards the 'Crooner`s Café'. The place was surprisingly small for how famous it was, but while other people were constantly trying to intimidate others away and get better spots, a small area of space followed Adam as Anita traveled behind him.
He hummed. "Not a huge fan of coffee to be honest, although I love the smell of it."
She sat next to him, the unusually empty stools on either side preventing any crowding. "I'm going to try a cup, I heard it is WAY better than drinks elsewhere."
Adam shrugged and ended up getting a cup of hot chocolate. It was not nearly cold enough for the stuff, but temperature was not a good enough reason NOT to drink something hot and sweet. The custom home made marshmallows was a lovely addition.
Anita LOVED the coffee... but it didn't help her calm down much. Thankfully the smooth, mellow music that sauntered through the room helped keep her from flying off the walls or whatever.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Shawn lightly pushed Keven closer. "YOU sit next to them."
His friend frowned. "Hell no. Look, they seem to be pulsing with power. Like they got hit by a 'Thunderbolt' or something. That guy in the green shirt right there was shocked!"
Shawn waved a hand. "It was static or something, don't be a wuss."
Keven poked his shoulder. "I don't see YOU trying to get that free seat. Either one. Just admit it, those two are weird and it would be stupid to try and take advantage of that."
He glanced at the two, UNCONTESTED seating options. Maybe...
A pulse of energy crackled with static shock over the two sitting at the bar... and NEITHER Trainer seemed to notice.
Yeah, maybe not. "Isn't Steve here somewhere? He owes me a favor, I can cash it in to steal his spot."
Keven sighed. "Not today, he has to watch his sister's kids. And we need TWO seats, unless you want me to sit in your lap or something when we order."
Shawn's gaze drifted. "Hmm."
He frowned. "No, convincing everyone to double sit has been tried before. Caused complete chaos. Nearly got a dozen people permanently banned from coming by."
The friends wandered further into the café, ignoring the strange Trainers and their area of denial seating section.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Aura tainted food was used almost like seasoning here. There was clear traces of 'Dark Aura' and 'Fire Aura' in the hot chocolate, and the coffee had 'Fairy Aura' and 'Flying Aura' of all things from what Simmy and Sammy could detect.
The interesting stuff was how Anita's system handled the stuff. The 'Fairy Aura' didn't do much and was basically absorbed by the girls energy field, but the 'Flying Aura' almost seamlessly passed through her bond to Pidgey, who seemed extra peppy this morning.
He flared his hair around Abra's Pokéball, but she seemed happy enough to sleep away inside and didn't want anything from the café at the moment.
The music was... slightly odd. Less vocals, more instrumental. Still, it was soothing and sweet and flowed well. Made the food extra fulfilling, and sort of resonated slightly with the energies contained by the drinks.
Thankfully the placed served a decent breakfast, even if it wasn't the magical energy bread Anita had been desiring. Before long the pair had finished, paid and tipped the staff, and went back to the bustling crowds of the City.
Speaking of which, it had not really calmed down much. From what he could detect, there were shifts of people working that overlapped. As one went home, another arrived, and the massive customer base fluctuated thusly.
It explained why the hotel was so heavily insulated. Noise levels would be an issue otherwise, as people constantly lived life in this strange unending twilight city.
Oh, and Adam was stealing data like crazy. Every Trainer was checked to see if they had interesting Pokéballs, every shop was scanned, every Pokédex was checked for any custom modifications, and all the raw data was passed to the two tinkering Angels in his fishbowl.
Abra's ball had therefor been updated a dozen times by now. She could even answer phone calls and view camera feeds from inside there at this point, even if the device as a whole barely counted as a Pokéball at this stage. Not that she could speak English, so the calls would be a bit pointless... but meh, why not?
It had been interesting updating the device without Abra coming out first. Not too difficult, even if the first time Adam moved his bone arms had... surprised... the general crowds. Thankfully the Pokémon Realm was MORE than a bit used to strange and unusual people.
Seriously, more people should have more arms. He only had eight total right now, that was practically nothing. Squishy had passed a thousand limbs WAY long ago, everyone else should just get over it so he could try out a few dozen without scaring the town. Or city in this case.
No, stay focused.
Adam had been using the process of wandering around and visiting famous places with Anita to not only steal local data but to explore this massive structure over the city itself. Because while most of it was armor, heat ventilation, and power lines, there were small modules scattered throughout that had all sorts of functions.
Air purification, fire fighting (Both through water attacks and gas suppression, likely duplicating Pokémon abilities), light redirection, water guidance, and so on and so forth. These designs were clearly unique one-off creations, as there were no standardized parts in them and no manufacturing meta data included. Probably designed by the mysterious bread dealer, Gym Leader Wattson 'The Cheerfully Electrifying Man' Ogata.
The 'Electric Aura' flavor was everywhere in the building, used to guide power, redirect external attacks and internal electrical discharges, even improving the efficiency of the lights themselves! Clearly the man had a dream, and that dream was electrified.
The result of so much attuned Aura was the strange glow-fog atmosphere inside the city, this dream-like field of power that drifted in the area. Even without touching the walls or devices, the 'Normal Aura' was slowly being influenced into becoming 'Electric Aura' energies.
It would enhance anything related to electric Pokémon, from training to relaxation, just as a side effect from the buildings design... and Adam wasn't sure if it was done on purpose or if Wattson Ogata just got lucky due to his love of shock.
With THIS much electricity in the air though, it was obvious why the temporary bread seller had no high tech on his body. They would likely short out quickly if he tried, unless he built a Pokédex during a thunderstorm or something and let all the parts get zapped over and over again.
...Which would probably melt the parts.
Anyway, aside from the technological espionage, the main focus Adam had was absorbing samples of various Pokémon Aura's from the many passing Pokémon in the crowds. Simmy and Sammy would analyze the energy fields, learn how to duplicate the 'flavor', and then gather more and more similar samples to ensure that the 'flavor' was captured correctly.
Unlike Marshadow, who was helpfully contributing free power sources of 'Fighting' and 'Ghost' Auras, these other sources were basically flavor packets that Adam could pass his own energy through to generate the needed fields.
One of his sources was not only 'free' but building up massive Aura stockpiles... the other filter sources needed power supplied to generate working samples.
That said, Adam wasn't willing to capture a dozen types of Pokémon inside his Grid of Confinement just to make things easier. Not unless the creatures he ran into were EQUALLY dangerous to the general public as Marshadow was.
So he just had a small portion of his Aura constantly passed through each of the filters Simmy and Sammy constructed. The reserves of different flavors would build up slower and have the possibility of running out if he didn't support them directly, but at least he wouldn't have to gather Pokémon that he didn't actually want.
It was interesting to note that the dual nature Pokémon had DIFFERENT flavors than those with a single nature. Because a 'Steel' and 'Rock' Pokémon could have different ratio of flavors, some being more 'Rock' and only slightly 'Steel', and visa versa.
And this MATTERED. A whole LOT.
It effected personality, ability, growth rate based on location, and more. Heck, the 'Steel' type Pokémon actually improved FASTER if they stayed within man made structures, while 'Rock' type almost required constant camping trips to stay happy. It was fascinating, and also making proper 'flavor filters' annoying to construct. At least his Angels were entertained.
His thoughts were distracted as he detected... huh. Really?
Adam watched three morons fill up both ends of the alleyway, blocking Anita and him from passing through.
He glanced down at his own massive form. He checked his hair... yeah, still on fire.
How was he NOT intimidating the underworld right now?
Anita was clearly used to having Adam around, as she didn't even pretend to be nervous. "Yes? Can we help you?"
The shiftiest man, wearing all black and with a mask, stepped forward. "You two... are you strangers in these parts?"
The two in the back and three behind the pair chuckled.
Anita nodded. "Yep."
Adam sighed. "Yes, we arrived yesterday."
The man's smirk grew. "I knew it, you two smelled too innocent for our dark and twisted world. I believe you could use some edu-mucation. Some old fashion larrning."
One of the back hecklers cheered. "You learn her good boss!"
Anita... wasn't sure how to handle this. "Uh. Sure?"
The man whipped back his cloak, exposing his hidden hand.
He waved it in the air. "Now look you young'un, dis here is the third artistic circle you just past, you follow my numbers?"
Ignoring her expression, his dumb looking partner on his left had already extended a collapsible pointer and aimed it at the now unfurled map.
The cloaked man continued. "You bout to run into OUR territory. And no one can just wander into OUR territory like they own the place."
She frowned. "Why not?"
The man nodded. "We be painting. People like you, outsiders, get your nice clothing all messed up. And then we got to be painting again."
One of the group flanking them popped up. "Yeah, and them Artistic Circle people are expensive! You don't know the cost of paint job patch ups in today's economy!"
Adam wasn't sure what was happening, but the leader continued. "See, you need to take the alley two turns that-away, winder-shins like, you follow? Don't let ignorance ruin your clothing and our painted message of self expressionism."
His assistant seemed to have lost his own self restraint. "Damn girl, you been LEARNED!"
The two trainers stared blankly as the six men began informing each other of how much learning had been accomplished today, and how thoroughly schooled the general situation had become.
Adam nodded. "Right, we will be leaving now."
The man snarled. "That's right, and don't you be underestimating the joy of art again! Not in OUR town!"
Anita groaned, her Pidgey trying to flip the crowd with herself. "This is your fault Adam, somehow."
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I been lerned... WTF?!
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Adam isn't the only one confused... can anyone explain that scene? I was expecting them to try to extort money (art is expensive), try to paint Anita and Adam's clothes or something gang-like but they just asked them to go around to avoid getting dirty... or something. Not really too sure.
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Ah, pokemon gangs. I just love how they come across, and it is a great extension of growing up in a culture with wide spread aura use and bonding to superpowered pets. Most of the 'smaller' gangs are likely like that instead of being more violent as we can consider pokeculture to be an armed society. with those higher up the food chain not wanting the situation to escalate too far.
On the other hand, some mostly polite punks like this? Would not be surprised if most people were not part of some militant art group at some point or another.
On the other hand, some mostly polite punks like this? Would not be surprised if most people were not part of some militant art group at some point or another.
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