Astra peered at her. Was May joking? But what was the joke? Brendan looked like he got it, so maybe it was some human thing? Were they hiding it from her?
This is why it's so fun to be the grown-up.

Though, what exactly 'nitrogen' was and why it needed fixing still escaped her. Maybe the gardeners back home could make use of this?
Oh, right. It's been ages since the village copied humans, so Astra can take notes.

It was a company, Astra knew, and she had sussed out that that meant it was a group of humans that did things in exchange for money. Sort of like if the Smith back home—if a group of Smiths had banded together and demanded their weight in fish before they made anything.

Actually, now that she thought about it, the Smith probably did do that, what with being one of the only Kirlia able to shape metal. It occurred to Astra that once all this was over she could use the exotic berry seeds she had to much the same effect. Just wall off a part of the garden, grow and pick off a few handfuls of rare berries and then trade them off for entire baskets of Magikarp. Now that was the easy life!
Capitalism, HO!

If you would...collect yourselves, I will take you to see him.
Uh... Hopefully Steven didn't tell his dad about May.

The first thing Astra noticed about the Devon President's office was how big it was. It could have fit at least six of those waiting rooms inside and had room left to spare.
Wow, it's about the size of a Master Ball!

"Your actions have shown me that you can be trusted, and your relative obscurity will keep attention down. If all goes to plan, nobody of ill-intent will even think to bother you."
They'll probably end up famous before they can finish the delivery, kek.

Astra and May glanced guiltily at each other.

"Um..." Astra began to explain, "about that. We sort of...already fought him...on the way over..."

Brendan stared at them blankly. Raising up a hand, he slowly inserted a pinky into one ear and twisted it around. Pulling it out, he stared at the tip for a moment before refocusing on them.

Astra and May shifted, looking away.

Brendan blinked. "...you did what?"
*diabolical laughter*
 
I always love see Astra's perspective on things. Her trying to makes sense of humans and comparing it to her home is always great. The Smith and fish part was great.
 
It occurred to Astra that once all this was over she could use the exotic berry seeds she had to much the same effect. Just wall off a part of the garden, grow and pick off a few handfuls of rare berries and then trade them off for entire baskets of Magikarp. Now that was the easy life!
Oh dear. I was ever so hoping for a happy ending, but it seems that humanity is going to destroy Astra's village no matter what, even if it has to do so indirectly.
Astra nodded thoughtfully. New technology, huh? Astra could already hardly believe all of what humanity had come up with. Amazing medicine, awe-inspiring entertainment, mouth-watering food; they had even gone to the moon! Though all of this had come at a price as the light-drowned night sky had clearly shown her. Astra hadn't even seen everything yet, and there was yet new technology to be made? Baffling, truly.
This, to me, really speaks to the human/pokemon mental distinction. The village existed, as a perfectly functional village, for a very long time, and never really changed drastically. They had the idea of a village, and stuck with that idea. Pokemon, even the ones with a lot of potential for civilisation, don't seem to pursue it, at all. The concept of developing new things might come up now and again, but it doesn't seem to have the same spread and adoption that humans do, and actually pursuing development as a full-time pursuit seems to be alien to them.
Astra's proffered hand.
To my recollection, Astra can't do tactile illusions, and has, like, two short fingers pretty much indistinguishable from a long, dome-shaped hand. There were a couple of near-misses in the handshaking department and I wonder if Astra came close to a few weird looks her way. Well, a few more weird looks, it is not like she doesn't get plenty of those...
 
My headcanon about pokeballs is based on how when pokemon evolve or hatch from eggs in the anime or in many of the games they often shrink into a glowing sphere before rexpanding in their new form, you can probably already tell where this is going.
To use the first pokeballs the hunter would by some means inject the weakened pokemon with a berry extract, probably using a blowdart. This forces the pokemon to go into an evolution state, effectively "evolving" into itself but during this stage the hunter runs up to the pokemon and as it reaches it's smallest point encloses it with two interlocking berry shells and wraps the whole thing with a long leather strap or some other means to prevent it from rexpanding, the force of which depending on the power and health of the pokemon.
The modern pokeball is far more advanced but still works on the same basic principles, a signal projector to trigger the change more elegantly than drugs and internal mechanisms to ensure the pokemon need not spend any energy on it's circular transformation.
On cyberspace I think it's an actual physical extradimentional location accessible and in some ways controllable using machinery made by studying pokemon that can do such things inherently. A space managed by cybernetic systems, or cyberspace for short. I base this mainly on what I read about that banned pokemon episode, the main plot is Meowth and co steal a porygon and have it teleport them into cyberspace where they started intercepting pokeballs on their way between teleporters, like with a big roadblock. There's also how the antivirus "program" worked by teleporting missiles into the same area.
 
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The concept of developing new things might come up now and again, but it doesn't seem to have the same spread and adoption that humans do, and actually pursuing development as a full-time pursuit seems to be alien to them.
To be fair, this is also true of most humans for most of history. The idea that the future would be deeply different from the present (not just a few polities shifting borders and allegiances, but the whole way of living) is pretty recent. Progress occurred, but on timescales too long for an individual to perceive. An isolated Pokemon village would be the same. How much collective thought goes into research there, compared to even just this the Devon corporation?
 
This, to me, really speaks to the human/pokemon mental distinction. The village existed, as a perfectly functional village, for a very long time, and never really changed drastically. They had the idea of a village, and stuck with that idea. Pokemon, even the ones with a lot of potential for civilisation, don't seem to pursue it, at all. The concept of developing new things might come up now and again, but it doesn't seem to have the same spread and adoption that humans do, and actually pursuing development as a full-time pursuit seems to be alien to them.
To be fair, this is also true of most humans for most of history. The idea that the future would be deeply different from the present (not just a few polities shifting borders and allegiances, but the whole way of living) is pretty recent. Progress occurred, but on timescales too long for an individual to perceive. An isolated Pokemon village would be the same. How much collective thought goes into research there, compared to even just this the Devon corporation?
Yup, it's really not just a Pokemon thing.
As much as some people like to glorify it (looking at you Wakanda), isolation causes technology to stagnate, even regress. That has been true throughout history so far.
 
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Mandatory comment.

This latest chapter pleases the silent lurkers that have no idea what to type and only leave a single "like" as they pass through the thread, devouring words as forces beyond our control demand.

In other words, good work, Derm.
 
It is interesting how the seperation between humans and animals seems to be more a matter of culture than nature, perhaps "wild" humans would have the potential to develop cultures like we have but wouldn't necessarily have any actual predisposition towards it. Similarly would it be possible for some species of animal to develop advanced civilizations if they have the right ideas? I've always wondered if octopi would take over the world with a longer lifespan and even more ambition.
 
Right, this, too.
Similarly would it be possible for some species of animal to develop advanced civilizations if they have the right ideas? I've always wondered if octopi would take over the world with a longer lifespan and even more ambition.
I believe that no, they wouldn't. To build any society - not to mention civilization - at least a token spirit of cooperation is required. And idea of "togetherness", at least. But octopi, from what I heard, are often sociopathic to the extreme.
 
I've always wondered if octopi would take over the world with a longer lifespan and even more ambition.
I feel that there are obvious factors holding them back. Primarily environment and population density. It is difficult to get momentum started underwater, so hitting things with sticks and rocks is less effective, especially prior to incapacitating it. They also have less ability to spread and record ideas. I suspect that humans are not actually all that mentally creative or complex. The upper reaches, sure, but nothing dramatically special. What they do seem to have in abundance is language. The ability to record information in a reproducible form and convey complex thoughts between one another with some measure of precision is really the sort of thing that gets the achievements of multiple generations accumulating into a civilisation. I rather suspect that, even though Octopuses seem to be more "intelligent" and have better dexterity, that cuttlefish are actually nearer to hitting the development recursion threshold.

Likewise with pokemon. If they just don't think about accumulating and recording their technological knowledge, they won't expand upon it.
 
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The nice thing about having Brendan along, is that he gets to be a foil to May as well as Astra, so it's no longer only our protagonist being the butt of all jokes.
 
"What's up with all the blue?" Astra asked. She'd never seen humans go without some form of individualism; this swarm of identical people was a startling departure from the norm. Even their hair was the same shape. If Astra didn't know better, she would have thought she was looking at another pokemon species.

There's a joke here, but I can't quite get it to come together in my head. Something something, a good chance to catch a Grumpig.

"Good choice my ass," May snorted. "Any time I ever met one of them, they were only interested in giving me hell. Fucking bluejays."

"May!" Brendan exclaimed, giving her a scandalized look. "You can't call them that! That's disrespectful!"

I suspect that May already knows that. Just a hunch.

"Oh, nothing much. Just a lighthouse on top of some boulders." May said, staring straight ahead as they walked. The corner of her mouth twitched. "Alongside a few... interestingly shaped clouds firing off from the tip."

:rolleyes: May, seen here acting her age.

"You know," May said, watching him leave, "I was halfway expecting him to somehow lose the thing before he got in."

Astra snorted. "What, like he'd trip and send it flying into a bush?"

May merely hummed. "A girl can dream."

"Maybe it could have turned out that he'd accidentally left a half-eaten bagel in his pocket, so all these bird pokemon would swoop down on him at once, and he tries to beat them off, but the briefcase gets impaled on one of their claws, so the pokemon tries to fly away to escape, and he's still holding on the briefcase, and-"

"Blah blah big guy big problems," May summarized. She scowled, glaring up at the ceiling. "When you get too 'important' you don't have time for anything. All they do all day is 'work work work' and there's jack all you can do to drag them away from it. This guy's no different."

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May scoffed. "Yeah, but only when they feel like it," she said, gesturing toward the door. "Try to get a guy like him to take a day off to do something for you and ten thousand bucks says he'll be 'too busy'. Same shit every time." May sighed, her glare softening to something more listless, as she trailed off. "Every time."



(With apologies to May)

Astra stared at Brendan in shock, and she could feel the sheer panic erupt out of May as she did the same. Steven Stone? The same Steven Stone that had casually annihilated them back in the forest two days ago? The man with the strange, pressure-filled gaze? The one that May had so thoughtlessly pissed off with her reckless, immature posturing and insults? That Steven Stone?

It... legitimately hadn't occurred to me that he might come up again.

"Of course!" Brendan nodded.

May, internally; "I wonder if its too late to plausibly claim that I'm unaffiliated with him?"

Wow, it's about the size of a Master Ball!

"That's because it IS a Master Ball! Dun, dun, DUUUN!"

"...How?"
"Yeah, like, we walked in here on foot. As a group."
 
Oh dear. I was ever so hoping for a happy ending, but it seems that humanity is going to destroy Astra's village no matter what, even if it has to do so indirectly.

I mean, I don't really see what your talking about?

Edit: Oh wait I get it now nvm.

"That's because it IS a Master Ball! Dun, dun, DUUUN!"

"...How?"
"Yeah, like, we walked in here on foot. As a group."

That's what the Ball wants you to think!
 
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I suspect that humans are not actually all that mentally creative or complex. The upper reaches, sure, but nothing dramatically special. What they do seem to have in abundance is language.
These are more connected then you might think. Based on the archeological record, humans became anatomically modern (including the full range of vocalisations modern humans make) a 2-3 hundred thousand years before things like representational artwork and a wide variety of crafted stone tools start becoming common (around 40-60k years ago). Combine this with modern observations of humans who were not exposed to language early in life, and it seems that what we think of as our intrinsic general intelligence and creativity is actually learned behaviour. Further, it must be learned early in life, or the neural pruning algorithms conclude you don't need it and take it away.

This also means we actually have 0 examples of species that were specifically evolved for general intelligence. Even in humans, it was a weird quirk that became self-sustaining for reasons only loosely related to evolutionary fitness.
 
This also means we actually have 0 examples of species that were specifically evolved for general intelligence. Even in humans, it was a weird quirk that became self-sustaining for reasons only loosely related to evolutionary fitness.
Well, only during the formation phase. Once it was a thing, I don´t think many would deny that our intelligence is one of the main reasons our species survived.
 
Well, only during the formation phase. Once it was a thing, I don´t think many would deny that our intelligence is one of the main reasons our species survived.
Huh? What are you talking about? As far as I know humans were surviving just fine before, and could have continued to do so. Of course something would have killed them off eventually, but no more so then any other large mammal.

Human intelligence is mostly used with and against other humans, not the environment. That said, evolution happens at the scale of individuals, not groups, and I think it's fair to say that general intelligence is necessary to succeed as a human today, and has been for some time, just because everyone else has it.
 
I suppose I should work on replying to my wonderful comments—why is my thread filled with octopi and civ theory?

This has long since gone off-topic gents. Cease.
 
Ah yes, the moment when May and Astra realize just how far over their head they had been.
Despite Astra's goals I think May is the one here who is getting worse news.

It depends.

May irritated him, but Astra made him curious.

Both of them have reasons as to why each of their issues is the worst.

Uh... Hopefully Steven didn't tell his dad about May.

Steven is not the type of man to whinge at his father about irritating small timers he randomly passes every day.

Oh dear. I was ever so hoping for a happy ending, but it seems that humanity is going to destroy Astra's village no matter what, even if it has to do so indirectly.

The Curse of Capitalism is a subtle one.

To my recollection, Astra can't do tactile illusions, and has, like, two short fingers pretty much indistinguishable from a long, dome-shaped hand. There were a couple of near-misses in the handshaking department and I wonder if Astra came close to a few weird looks her way. Well, a few more weird looks, it is not like she doesn't get plenty of those...

Shit I forgot I mean yes, how thoughtless of her! Just goes to show how careless we can be in our reflexive actions.


Mandatory reply.

A bulky trenchcoat that makes Astra look like three Ralts standing on top of each other.

You just reminded me about a discussion on discord I had a while back with the exact same joke. I'm still laughing; maybe you guys will see it sometime.

I think a longer cloak in the same high-collar style would be a good idea.

Oh, now that is nice. [Yoink]

It... legitimately hadn't occurred to me that he might come up again.

Just as clueless as May!



Thanks again for your replies! I appreciate them all immensly.
 
No, she needs one of these prank electric shock things. No one will be counting fingers if they are being shocked.
 
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