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Post by Maja Convallaria on Nov 1, 2022 0:57:31 GMT
SALVE ISLAND | NIGHT | CLEAR | MAJA CONVALLARIA PARTY:
Maja stood there, in complete awe as the convulsing porygon created a simulacrum of her morelull's spores. Pixels bleeding into this plane of reality. It darted erratically across computer to computer, even finding itself suddenly clipping inside of a wall.
"Remarkable! An entirely artificial pokémon! Though, I am concerned about its erratic behavior..."
Hypnos floated off of Maja's finger and amidst the wreckage of the computers and electronics. Looking at the porygon with a sense of pity. It wanted to communicate, it was trying to clearly by the message on the screen before it died. Even now the morelull could hear echoes of its voice attempting to reach out! Though it was artificial, and Hypnos did not quite understand the profane nature of its existance, it was alive and thats all that mattered to Hypnos right now as it stood firm.
Maja kept her eye on the porygon though, its condition made it unpredictable as to where it might end up. Purposely or not. "Hypnos! Absorb!"
Morelull // Level 1 // Male MAX HP | ATTACK | DEFENCE | SPEED | 8 | 10 | 13 | 3 |
Ability: Effect Spore - Contact may poison or cause paralysis or sleep. Held item: None
Moves: Absorb, Astonish, Growth
OOC: Morelull uses Absorb on the porygon!
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Post by Dew on Nov 3, 2022 0:59:49 GMT
Night || Clear The absorb caught the Porygon by surprise, feeling some of its own energy drained from it. Not much, mind you. But enough it was noticeable. The Porygon's form shifted again after the attack. Violence for violence was the rule of the best, but then what are they? If not beasts? Who was above the the way of the wild world? Did one think because they had some intellect that they were above the drives of survival? That they could ignore their own unique place in the ecosystem? It was no matter! If it was a battle they wanted, then a battle they would get! The Porygon phased a bit before darting forward and roughly tackled the Morelull back. There! How do you like them apples! Tackles... Tack-apples! Even philosophers deserved to be silly once in a while. A Wild Pokemon Appeared!
You are in sub-area 3: Destroyed Facility.
-Morelull uses Absorb! It hits! It deals 1 damage! Morelull's HP is full! Porygon's HP is now 12! -Porygon uses Tackle! It hits! It deals 2 damage! -Morelull's HP is now 6!
Morelull's HP: 6/8
Porygon's HP: 12/13
What will you do?
Encounters: 3/3
Luxury Balls: 3/5
Porygon // Level 1 // Genderless Max HP | Attack | Defense | Speed | 13 | 15 | 15 | 8 |
Ability: Trace - copies a foe's Ability. Held item: None Moves: Conversion, Tackle
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Post by Maja Convallaria on Nov 3, 2022 1:35:17 GMT
Salve Island | Night | Clear | Maja Convallaria PARTY:
Maja kept her eyes on the erratically shifting porygon, and shining through the adrenal rush came a sense of clarity. This was not like the zorua from before...
Its body contorted and collided in unnatural ways with the material world around it yet it made no attempt to attack prior to engaging in battle. It was as if it wasn't fully in control of its own body. The way it automatically copied morelull's spores, and the way it seemed to be trying to communicate before it shot out of the computers. Has Salve Co. really succeeded in creating an artificial pokémon? If so then there are several bugs still present and the project was maybe cut short by the explosion perhaps? "Morelull stop! Don't hurt them!"
Maja raised her voice and gently tucked Hypnos into her hair. She sat herself down on one of the few remaining chairs, pushed away the debris on the desk in front of her, and took out her thermos that sent the scent of tea wafting through the destroyed office space. Warmth amidst the cold, and as she poured herself a cup she set her phone aside. Unlocking it and letting the artificial blue light from her phone shine upwards. Her background image of tea and cookies amidst a spring picnic was laid on the table. Maja drank her tea and took deep breaths.
"I'm, sorry. For hurting you. I thought you were challenging me and gave in to my fight or flight. Though now I simply see that you must be having a hard time communicating. I too used to type messages in a computer just to even speak to people. Salve Co. left you unfinished, and I wish to learn more about the world around us. You truly are a marvel of creation and you are alive. Please, enjoy some tea with me? I...I don't know if you prefer physical or digital?" Morelull // Level 1 // Male Max HP | Attack | Defense | Speed | 8
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Ability: Effect Spore - Contact may poison or cause paralysis or sleep. Held item: None Moves: Absorb, Astonish, Growth
OOC: Maja will offer the porygon some tea!
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Post by Dew on Nov 3, 2022 2:39:05 GMT
Night || Clear The Porygon was ready to attack again, ready for battle! But no attack came. Instead, the human had called off the attacks? How fascinating! The Porygon glitched again, watching as she took out some tea and her phone. It floated down, inspecting each item carefully as it twitched every which way. It listened carefully. Patiently. Maybe it didn't seem like it with the way its body shifted, but it was... then it darted into the phone. A small image of itself appeared, a cute little cartoon, as it seemed to sip some tea and nom on a cookie, digitally altering the images as he did so. It jumped back out, and the images returned to normal. The Porygon gave a spin. It hopped back to a computer. 'Hello, World' The words appeared on the screen, and vanished as the Porygon jumped back out. It didn't know how to communicate its life... being around what... 84 years ago and then vanishing... then being back. How could it express what it was like? Being somewhere else that it could not recall but was aware of? How could it express its feelings? It could only use what it knew... say the simplest of things... Even as a pokemon as highly advanced as it was its communication was limited to its most basic of feelings. Poooryyyy-GGGGGGGGGGooonnnnnnnn, it said. But at least now there could be some sort of conversation! Even if he could really just listen... humans were fascinating things, after all. They were living computers! A Wild Pokemon Appeared!
You are in sub-area 3: Destroyed Facility.
-Porygon has calmed down! -Porygon accepts some artificial tea and cookies!
Morelull's HP: 6/8
Porygon's HP: 12/13
What will you do?
Encounters: 3/3
Luxury Balls: 3/5
Porygon // Level 1 // Genderless Max HP | Attack | Defense | Speed | 13 | 15 | 15 | 8 |
Ability: Trace - copies a foe's Ability. Held item: None Moves: Conversion, Tackle
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Post by Maja Convallaria on Nov 3, 2022 14:20:37 GMT
Salve Island | Night | Clear | Maja Convallaria PARTY: This moment felt so peaceful now, the porygon's twitching notwithstanding, and as Maja sipped her tea she unfolded a neatly packed bundle of thin wafers. She set pleasant music on her phone and she smiled at the porygon. The soft piano filling the otherwise depressing atmosphere around them. The tea itself was slightly bitter, a peach and ginger blend she particularly enjoyed, but the fruity sweetness made the bitterness of the black tea underneath more comforting in the blend of flavors. With the wafers too, as it soaked the flavors of the tea it diluted them in a way that made them in tandem with the faint sweetness of the wafer itself something to savor and stop for a moment. Even the gentle scent of peach was an aromatic pleasure to the senses. It felt like a warm embrace through and through and Maja took her time enjoying herself with the porygon attempting to communicate. She had no idea what it was trying to say...but for most of her life people didn't give her the patience to simply share space with her and allow her to make herself known. To simply observe, listen, not push her to form a thought not yet fully realized that would then be chastised.
Maja reached the end of her serving and had absentmindedly eaten all her wafers by the time she reached for more. She simply sighed, neatly wiped her mouth, and served herself another cup. Content with being here and speaking to the porygon whose erratic spasms seemed to have calmed for the time being.
"Different...you're different. Like me! Friends-I'd like to be friends. May we please, be friends?" The words to express herself slipped out of Maja like a wet bar of soap. As articulate as she wanted to be, that side of her was forced. Something she had to adapt to in the world around her just to be able to reach out to others. All her intelligence stifled by a flaw in her mind, but not hindered.
Maja swallowed another sip of tea and continued
"You are unfinished, and probably very lonely here. Just like how I was before I began taking estrogen. Would you like to come with me? As friends? I very much enjoy your company."
OOC: Maja will offer more tea to the porygon, and attempt to capture them!
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Post by Dew on Nov 4, 2022 1:34:30 GMT
Night || Clear The peace was nice. It gave Porygon some time to its thoughts as it glitched, enjoying the tea time with the human. It never had many times like this, to think or to just exist. There was always something to do. Always something to perform or to test. The humans liked to test it, the ones that once walked around this place. They always had it doing something or another and testing it, prodding it, trying to do more and more. It wasn't bad, mind you. The Porygon was always a bit different than the others. It had no blood. No living components of any kind. Yes, it could get hurt. Yes, medicinal things could heal it. But the Porygon experienced pain differently than others. It experienced life differently. And it seemed this human did too. She had her own unique experiences, her own way of viewing the world. They were the same, weren't they? And maybe with her help, it could evolve into a version of itself that was more complete. With the right technology it could reprogram itself... Yes. This human could help. She understood. Two similar minds finding each other. The Porygon knew where the luxury ball was. It could feel its code and technology. So when the Porygon glitched away, it was only a moment until a luxury ball rolled out of spot and onto the floor. It only rolled once, then clicked. As if the Porygon was saying where it had gone. It had agreed. A loud tone sounded, a fog horn from the ship. It was time to leave the island, least someone came looking. For now, the search of the island was over... but at least Maja wasn't walking away empty handed. A Wild Pokemon Appeared!
You are in sub-area 3: Destroyed Facility.
Capture successful! Please add Porygon to your tracker!
Your encounter thread is now over! Please respond once more and add "FINISHED" somewhere to the last post. Then staff will archive it and grant you your EXP.
What will you do?
Encounters: 3/3
Luxury Balls: 2/5
Porygon // Level 1 // Genderless Max HP | Attack | Defense | Speed | 13 | 15 | 15 | 8 |
Ability: Trace - copies a foe's Ability. Held item: None Moves: Conversion, Tackle [img alt="Porygon" src="https://www.serebii.net/art/th/137.png" style="max-width:100%;max-height:200px;"]
[a href="https://pokemondb.net/pokedex/porygon"]Porygon[/a] // Level 1 // Genderless
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Post by Maja Convallaria on Nov 4, 2022 12:13:56 GMT
Salve Island | Night | Clear | Maja Convallaria PARTY:
The foghorn shattered the glass box of peace that Maja had meticulously set up, something she was used to unfortunately. Though, seeing the porygon accept her olive branch gave Maja comfort in a job well done here on Salve Island. She wanted to stay a while longer though to perhaps delve deeper into the secrets held in this Pandora's Box... Her morelull tapped her scalp and blinked quickly to catch his trainer's attention back to the path they came from. It would not do to be stranded here and let the finger of the monkey's paw curl.
"AH! Right, the ship. Thank you Hypnos. We should get going now..."
Maja packed up her stuff and the pokéball the porygon had chosen to occupy, and looked back into the dark maw of the destroyed facility beyond the rows of computers before her. This porygon must've been an experiment of theirs for who knows how long. The way it struggled yet calmed when given the patience to settle...like tea. The flavor unrealized and the brew discarded by the impatient, those who seek immediate results. Its only when the blend is allowed to steep and the leaves to unfurl themselves that the beautiful flavors come out. Maja felt this analogy apt for a lot of things in her life. Maja shook her head and broke her train of thought from the darkness that consumed this place. Another time, perhaps, she will sate her appetite for knowledge but right now as she shuffled through the dead facility and down to the black sand she thought about the tea shop and what she could do with the place.
Her porygon glitched out of her pokéball and took one last look at the skeleton of the facility they had known for so long and, for a moment, their convulsing stopped. So many questions unanswered, yet the mind is wont to ask more in the all consuming darkness that they wish to peer through. They then looked to Maja enjoying the last of her tea inside the ship, and sighed a digital sigh before zipping back to their companion's side. They would not let this human feel alone again, as she had offered kindness to them they will return it in kind to another lost soul in a cruel universe.
FINISHED
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