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Thread: Individual RP: VeloJello [Meteor Valley; Port]

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    "Well, let me think," the guide whispered after a few seconds' pause. "If memory serves, tonight should be a full moon, and Minior are a bit too shy to come out with the extra traffic from fairies and psychics. Ralts, though, that should be easy enough, especially tonight. Funny story, actually, so there's... well, hang on. Oughta deal with this little guy before getting sidetracked." Looking back up towards the snoozing figure, the ranger pursed his lips and let out a low whistle. As he'd predicted, the Abra jolted before vanishing with an audible "pop", not even bothering to sit up from its reclining position. "See, just like I said, the moment it realized it wasn't alone..."


    His reassuring words were interrupted by one of Eliza's heads snapping 180 degrees, shrieking a warning. The dragoness half-turned lazily before her eyes widened, immediately throwing her entire body to the side. The jolt of movement was just enough for her to narrowly dodge a yellow blur blasting head-first through the space she had occupied mere moments before. Wait, is that... Oliver squinted through the dust clouds thrown up to find the assailant, but by the time it had settled he'd disappeared again. Another flash of movement alerted the group to the same Abra atop the same pillar, now upright in what was clearly a fighting stance.


    "Oh, heck, it's one of these guys. OK, Fun story real quick!" Oliver was practically shouting now, his words running together in a panic. "Bad blizzard up at Oktori last winter. Forced a lot of Mons to migrate down. Bunch of Mienfoo ended up here in the valley. Had a lot of trouble getting them out. They taught a couple of Psychics their fighting style. Looks like this guy's one of them." In reaction to the Ranger sharing its tale, the psionic pugilist warped down to the level ground and gestured to Eliza in what could only be a threat. Nonetheless, the meaning of the Taunt went completely over her head, leaving the hydra glancing eagerly to Opal for orders as she closed in on the esper. Their wild foe, meanwhile, opened his short arms wide, apparently dropping his guard.




    Abra/M/?/Inner Focus/100%/ Def+1
    Used Skull Bash (missed), Taunt!
    Also used Teleport a couple times...
    Seems to be prepping for something!




    Eliza/F/Naive/Levitate/100%
    Attempted to flee, failed!​

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    How in the world did a full moon make Miniors hide? Or make the Psychic-types come out, for that matter? The Fairy-types thing was understandable - they had a strong attack called Moonblast for a reason - but how did the sky affect anything…?


    Opal’s ponderings were disrupted when Oliver whistled, spooking the Abra into poofing away. Opal opened her mouth to ask something when a panicked screech escaped one of Eliza’s throats. Both Eliza and Opal dodged backwards to get out of the way of the yellow cannonball that came careening in Eliza’s direction; the former with feathers and wings flared in fear, the latter letting out a completely undignified yelp of surprise that she desperately hoped that no one had heard.


    “What was -” Opal started to ask what was going on, but she stopped when light flared at the top of the pillar. She gaped at the sight of the Abra standing on top of the pillar like some sort of kung-fu fighter.


    … Huh. So this Abra had been taught fighting by Mienfoo? It sounded like some Mister Miyagi nonsense, but Oliver would be the one who would know about all of this, and the Abra certainly seemed to mean business. Before Eliza and Opal’s very eyes, the Abra extended one paw and motioned to Eliza, as if beckoning the dragoness to come at him. Given that Eliza didn’t seem to give half a crap about the Taunt, Opal was free to just be impressed by the Abra. Maybe she should try to catch the little guy. Was he worth the other Pokemon she was wanting to catch?


    After a few seconds’ thought, Opal gave Eliza her orders. “Alright, Eliza; I need you to use Roar, this time for real! Throw that Abra off his stride and scare him right off!” Eliza nodded with one head before focusing all of her attention on Abra and pulling back three pairs of lips to show six rows of razor teeth. After a deep breath, she let out a rumbling bellow so loud that the air in front of her rippled. Opal pressed her hands to her ears; the noise was terrible back here, and it would be even worse for the Abra, who was getting the full force of three Hydreigon heads at maximum volume focused on it all at once.

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    After brief consideration, Opal commanded her protege to scare off their opponent, who was by now visibly channeling psionic energy into its body. Rearing forward, the hydra unleashed an earth-shaking roar, so astoundingly loud that Oliver had no choice but to cover his ears and crouch into a ball. The Abra, meanwhile, launched into what should have been a devastating blow to Eliza's body, but was quite literally thrown off-course by the sheer power of the dragon's lungs. Blasting off with the force of a rocket, but hurled to the side by the hellacious shout, it instead slammed fist-first into one of the standing stones, careening into the dirt as the gray spire crashed to the ground.


    "Oh no, no, no no..." To call Oliver "distraught" would be an understatement. In fact, to call him "panicking and worried sick" would still be a ways off the mark. The Abra shuffled to its feet, took two charging steps toward Eliza... and fell back into the dirt, snoozing once again. The Ranger immediately dashed to its side, but cooled down a bit once it was clear that the psion was totally uninjured. "Okay, that's way better than I was worried! This happens all the time, they just get a little crazy with their power and end up burning themselves out. Abra need a whole lot of sleep for a reason, I guess! But man... a little guy like that using a full-strength Focus Punch. No wonder he needs to recharge now! Haha...hm."


    Try as he might, Oliver couldn't help sighing as he turned back to the fallen pillar. "Bolin ought to be able to handle this, I guess. Hey, how much can Eliza lift?" He was already rustling around for his partner's ball by the time he spotted something else. In the gap where the spire stood before, the group could clearly see a tunnel leading downwards, clearly man-made judging from its size and round shape. "Um. Okay. So! Earlier, when I said that there were a couple theories on what the spires were made for! There was one idea that they were a holy site, and another that they were to cover up a holy site! So, uh... Wanna go exploring?"


    Eliza roared her foe into submission and escaped!
    Secret Tunnel discovered!

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    Oops.


    Eliza’s Roar attack didn’t seem to scare the Abra much; what it did do was send him flying, throwing his trajectory off so badly that he breezed past Eliza and slammed his curled fist into one of the spires. Opal winced. She was no stranger to collateral damage - it was inevitable when one worked with dragons, honestly - but she’d mostly seen stuff like trees or Gym floors get torn up. These spires felt a lot more… irreplaceable, if not sacred.


    Abra was still going on the offensive; Opal opened her mouth to issue another command, but before she got the chance, Abra collapsed in a sleepy heap on the ground. Satisfied that Eliza was in no danger from the little fox, Opal turned to Oliver, who was visibly terrified as he checked on the Abra’s health. She was glad the Abra wasn’t hurt; he and his wild spirit seemed pretty dang cool, even if he’d kind of vandalized a landmark.


    Not that that was entirely his fault. Eliza’s heads lowered in vague guilt as she looked at the fallen stone. When Oliver asked how much Eliza could lift, the dragoness’s main head lifted, but Opal shook her head. “Eliza’s strong, but she’s not super dextrous. Darius might be better for this job… Eliza, why don’t you take a break?”


    When Eliza nodded, Opal recalled her and pulled out another Pokeball. The red beam that shot out of it didn’t change form drastically; it curved and curled into an elegant arc that, when the light faded, resolved into a proud green serpent with a curious gleam in his red eye.


    “You don’t get to laugh, Darius,” said Opal as the Serperior looked between her and the fallen stone. “I’ll have you know that this was the fault of a kung-fu Abra. And I would really appreciate if you could help put the stone back in place; the Ranger has a big Aggron who can help, and your vines are really strong.”


    Darius seemed skeptical of the whole thing, but he and Opal were both distracted when Oliver pointed out the big tunnel that the Abra had inadvertently unearthed. “A secret tunnel?” Despite the rather… unorthodox means of the discovery, Opal was excited. “I’d love to see what’s down there! Though, uh… will it be okay if we leave this,” she gestured vaguely at the whole hilltop, “like this?”

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    Though Opal was clearly concerned about the state of the spire, her guide had all but forgotten about it, consumed by curiosity and wonder. To his credit, he only jumped a little when he turned around only to find that Eliza had been replaced with the verdant reptile now poking bemusedly at the wreckage. "Oh, er, right! Well, I'm not sure if this tunnel counts as "part of Park history" yet, so it may wind up that HQ wants to leave it like this. Either way, it'd be a waste to just cover it back up and pretend it didn't happen, right? Well... here, how about we do this first."


    To begin with, Oliver turned back to the pooped Abra lying on the ground. With casual ease, he took several quick, decisive steps toward the creature, prompting it to vanish instinctively. "There we go. Get close enough to one while it's asleep and it'll just warp away, no harm done. Just wish it were on the ground to begin with, eh? Now then, Your Grassiness, care to give us a hand?" Even as he turned to Darius, the ranger released his Aggron to assist, though not without first coaxing the dinosaur to stand down and give the serpent some space.


    "Okay, Bolin, you're taking point on this one. Ready?" After a few moments of stretching, the grinding of his metal plates audible a quarter mile away, the beast grunted his approval, digging in his feet and hefting the pillar back upright. Darius, meanwhile, extended the vines that composed his collar, wrapping them around the pillar. With Bolin rocking the spire side to side and Darius pulling it into place, the pair completed the task effortlessly, leaving the pillar leaning against the nearest one. "Yep, think that's all we can do for now without digging a new hole as a foundation. Now then! Let's see what we have here."


    The tunnel was a good deal too tight for Bolin, but it was just as well that he had to be dismissed, as entering unknown territory was practically begging to be attacked by wildlife. After a few feet of sloping dirt, the tunnel leveled off into a somewhat larger stone corridor, the ranger's pair of spare flashlights illuminating old, old masonry. A few smaller side paths stretched off into darkness, but for now the main path seemed like the safest bet.


    After a few minutes of walking, their patience was rewarded. In a wider room, roughly the size of Oliver's apartment, a lone decoration stood in the center: A metallic sculpture in the shape of a Poké Ball. Perhaps once, it was that trademark red-and-white that marked Silph Co's signature product, but here the sculpture was faded to a dusty pink and grey, the lone artifact atop an eroded table in an old, crumbled ruin.


    Found... something?

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    ‘Your Grassiness’, heh. Opal grinned as Darius glanced from Oliver to Opal, as if to say that this human knew how to properly defer to such a sovereign snake. The flattery seemed to be super effective, getting even the high-strung Serperior to tolerate Bolin’s overly-familiar advances and exceedingly loud, metallically screeching stretches. Between the two of them, Darius and Bolin managed to move the pillar up off of the ground, propping it up against another, apparently more stable, stone.


    Once the pillar was taken care of - as best as it could be right then, at least - Opal followed Oliver down into the tunnel. She frowned when she saw Bolin recalled again, wishing that the friendly Aggron could come with them, but heart-pounding excitement tempered this sentiment. Even Darius was curious about all of this tunnel stuff; Opal had done a lot of spelunking in her days, but she rarely got the chance to explore actual, honest-to-gods, man-and-mon made ruins. The flashlight that Oliver had given her darted around eagerly to pick up every crack and crevice in the old stone. Darius rolled his eyes when Opal caught his gaze, but she didn’t miss the curious looks and sniffs that he gave several of the rocky outcroppings and lesser tunnels.


    It took a few minutes for things to get exciting, but soon enough, they stumbled onto a wide room with a statue smack in the middle of it. For a second, Opal held back a bit. The statue looked like it might have been a giant Pokeball, but ‘might be a Pokeball’ tended to translate to ‘wild, dangerous Pokemon’. However, the pink-and-white orb couldn’t have been an Amoongus or Foongus, given that it was a full-on sphere; it couldn’t have been an Electrode or Voltorb, either, because the colors were all wrong. Curiosity and reason won over caution, and Opal stepped forward toward the statue with Darius following doggedly beside her.


    “What in the world could this be?” The metal statue and its pedestal looked old, old enough to where it probably predated actual Pokeballs. The best theory that Opal could put together was that it was some sort of altar for Voltorb worship, but she somehow doubted that this was even remotely accurate. She turned back to Oliver, hesitant to touch the statue for fear of damaging it. “You didn’t know about these tunnels, right? So I don’t suppose you have any idea what’s going on with this?”

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    Back atop the hill, a straggler was practicing its routine. Pink arms jabbed and hooked in the night air, legs sliding into a boxer's stance. A high-pitched voice growled and then boomed, nearly perfectly copying the sound of a dragon's roar. Satisfied at its ability, the creature slunk back into the tall grass. Back within the catacombs, however...


    "I mean... to be honest, I don't have a clue what this is. What I do know is that it belongs back at the Park museum, where people who can understand it will be able to get a crack at it. Just have to see if I can..." With that, he valiantly struggled with the sculpture, straining to lift it. "Wow, okay, no. That thing's gotta be like eighty kilos! Best call in an assist..." Rummaging through his fanny pack, he grabbed a ball before hesitating. Apparently rethinking his decision, he shuffled in his pack for a different one, throwing it to release a pink-furred dog with a gem in its forehead.


    "Usually I just use Jareth to chat with the wild folks here in case of emergency, but I figure Bolin deserves the break, plus he's still too big to fit through the entrance. If you'd be so kind?" With that, the Espeon raised his head, and after a few seconds of effort, the massive sculpture lifted off the pedestal. Unfortunately, it was followed by an audible "click". A loud hissing noise filled the chamber for a few moments, the main entrance slamming shut while small passages slid open all around the perimeter, before something began to drift into the room from all sides.


    Thick pink fog, spilling out of the side corridors, slowly permeated the air. "Wait! This is..." The ranger took several deep breaths to confirm, gasping heavily in and out for several seconds. "Hm, I think it's Dream Mist. First off, don't breathe it in... oh." With that his legs gave out from under him, collapsing to the stone floor. "There's... probably a source for all this mist somewhere. Either we find a way out, or you (yawn) stop the source... think I'm just gonna take five," Oliver mumbled, his eyelids already drooping as his Espeon panicked by his side.


    Munna encountered... somewhere!

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    ‘It belongs in a museum’, Oliver declared after inspecting the strange artifact, and Opal wasn’t one to argue. She thought about volunteering Darius again when she saw Oliver trying to brute-force the thing onto the ground, but something told her that his tolerance for manual labor wasn’t going to hold for very long. Plus, Oliver had this under control. Jareth, an absolutely adorable Espeon, managed to move the orb.


    The illusion of control died pretty much instantly. Doors that were open slammed shut; doors that had been shut lifted menacingly. Darius’s hiss of indignation was strident above the ominous, low hissing noise that started up out of apparently nowhere. Out of these new openings came some sort of cotton-candy looking smoke, which Darius hissed at and shied away from. Opal glanced at Oliver, “Do you have any idea what’s going on?”, but he was lost in some sort of weird contemplation as he huffed in air like a landed Magikarp.


    “I think it’s Dream Mist,” said Oliver quite suddenly, and Opal’s heart pounded just a little faster. She was already starting to feel a little woozy as she pulled her shirt collar over her mouth and nose, hoping desperately to filter out the smoke. Oliver was collapsing, Jareth was panicking, Darius was giving Opal an expectant look with his leafy tail curled over his nostrils -


    “Okay,” Opal’s voice came in staccato, rapid-fire bursts. “Okay, okay. Darius, if Jareth needs help carrying Oliver out, help him.” Without bothering to check if the snake was following her orders - in a situation where they might be locked in gods-knew-how-long comas of fever dreams if they didn’t find a quick escape, he’s smart enough to play along - she grabbed another Pokeball from her belt. The extra expense of bringing in a third Pokemon was the most ‘worth it’ thing in the world, given that it meant that she had a Pokemon who could knock down doors without possibly setting the room on fire or collapsing the cavern.


    As soon as Mazer materialized, the great blue frog turned to Opal and shrugged in a 'what the heck is this' gesture. “Don’t breathe in this Dream Mist, Mazer, or you’ll fall asleep.” Opal said, doing her level best to keep calm. Alarming herself and her Pokemon would just make the situation worse, especially given that it would just lead to heavier breathing on all their parts. “See that door, over there?” she pointed to the nearest exit she saw - she was pretty sure it was where they’d come in, though she could have been wrong. “I need you to give it an absolute barrage of Power-Up Punches until it comes open. The rest of us will follow you out.”


    Picking up on Opal’s energy - though without a trace of any of her fear - Mazer nodded, then turned toward the door and raised one great, webbed fist. Golden light formed around his big frog hand and he swung, leaving Opal and Darius watching in eager expectation to see if Mazer could force the door.

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    With one mighty strike after another, Mazer's fists rained against the stone door, though apparently to no avail. The massive door stood solid as any wall, and it took a supreme force of will on the fighter's part to even continue with the mist sapping his strength. Nevertheless, as the frog picked up speed, each blow landing harder and faster than the one before it, a tiny chink appeared in the wall, swiftly growing into a massive crack before, with an earth-shaking rumble, the entire door collapsed, freeing the explorers to exit the way they came. Darius wasted no time in coiling around the nigh-comatose ranger before the whole group made a break for it.


    A few moments later, they were back out in the open, thin tendrils of the Dream Mist following them into the clearing and diffusing harmlessly into the clear night air. A second or two passed, then their hapless guide's Espeon pranced out of the tunnel, telekinetically carrying the artifact with ease. Setting the massive orb down gently, he ran over to his owner, jabbing at his chest with surprisingly rough paws until he got a reply. "Okay, Jareth. Okay. I'm awake. You can stop, Jareth. I'm UP!" Forcing himself to his feet, Oliver turned back to his ostensible guest, an apologetic smile creeping awkwardly onto his face.


    "Is everything okay? Nobody got hurt, did they? I'm really sorry, I should have paid more attention, I was just focused on the ruins and got careless. You guys are alright, right?" A few deep breaths later, he'd composed himself enough to continue. "Thanks for getting me out of there. Most of the Park is known territory, but... Stuff like that is usually handled by a crack team of rangers. They'll probably assign a group capable of, y'know, handling it once I let them know about it. And thank you for the wake up call," he concluded, reaching down to scratch his Espeon's massive ears.


    After confirming everyone was unharmed, he turned back towards the artifact. "But man! To think there really was a treasure down there! Hm... There's a Ranger outpost in the middle of the valley, not too far from here, actually! We could just drop it off there and get back to the trip at hand! Well, or we could just leave it here and I pick it back up after your run ends. I doubt that any of the wild 'Mons here will mess with it! Your call, though, since these detours are cutting into your run."


    Munna Escaped!

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    Was it worry or the Dream Mist making Opal lightheaded as Mazer attacked the door, giving it everything he had in an attempt to brute-force the obstacle. As she and Darius watched tensely, Opal began to worry that they were stuck here, that not even Mazer at his strongest could take down the door -


    Then she saw the cracks forming below Mazer's barrage of attacks, and a grin spread across her face. “That’s my boy!” she yelled, though her voice was quickly drowned out by the sound of stone shattering and crashing to the floor. Still using her shirt as a makeshift ventilator, she followed Mazer and Darius to the surface, pausing only to make sure that Darius had Oliver with him.


    Once they were out in the open again, breathing in fresh night air, Opal wrapped her arms around Mazer and Darius. The serpent let out a faint chirp of annoyance, but neither of the two protested. Both boys were pretty easy to sway with praise.


    “Say, Darius, did you see -” She stopped when she saw Jareth hoisting the giant orb seemingly effortlessly with psychic energy. “Never mind.” While Jareth got Oliver up, Opal turned back to her Pokemon. She was pretty sure that she needed to put one of her Pokemon back in their ‘ball… “You did a really good job saving our butts, Mazer,” Opal said. “Why don’t you take a break for now? Don’t worry, you’ll get a fair share of action.”


    Once Mazer was recalled, Opal turned toward Oliver again. “We’re all okay,” she said, a bit of a smile on her face. “Honestly, that was kind of an adventure. I think adrenaline and Dream Mist is a bit of a weird combination, though.”


    However, there was still a figurative Munna in the room. She turned back to the artifact as Oliver mentioned it again. On the one hand, it seemed like a bad idea to leave the thing in the middle of nowhere like this. On the other, maybe whoever they dropped it off with would know something about it? It would be interesting to learn about this weird relic, especially since some ‘mon had been standing guard over it like that.


    In the end, though, eagerness - and probably a bit of selfishness, if she was being honest - won out over curiosity. “If you think it’d be okay to leave it here, then I’d be okay with that.” She paused, scratching her chin thoughtfully as she looked the relic over again. Really, what was so special about it? “Though, would it be okay if I got back to you after you’ve dropped it off? I have to admit, I’m super curious what this…” she gestured at it with a vague hand wave, “thing is all about.”

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