Clamperl Diving

"What the— medicine?" He said in disbelief, rolling the small capsule between deft fingers as he hauled himself out of the water.

"Do y'all know how expensive these can get without a doctor's receipt?" He huffed, leaning his head onto his palm as he looked it over, squinting at it. He didn't recognize it without any branding or box...

"Should I even put this in my basket...?"

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HAUL
#- Date, Roll, Prize
01- August 1st, 79, Salac Berry
02- August 2nd, 1, Pokeball
03- August 3rd, 92, Tera Shard
04- August 4th, 82, Devolution Stone
05- August 5th, 52, Clamperl
06- August 6th, 59, Blue Shard
07- n/a
08- August 8th, 92, Tera Shard
09- August 9th, 27, Level tutor
10- August 10th, 87, Z-crystal
11- n/a
12- n/a
13- August 13th, 10, pokeball
14- August 14th, 28, Level tutor
15- August 15th, 30, Level tutor
16- August 16th, 68, Incense
17- August 17th, 43, Egg Tutor
18- August 18th, 32, TM tutor
19- August 19th, 35, TM tutor
20- n/a
21- August 21st, 57, blue shard
22- August 22st, 79, Salac berry
23- August 23st, 49, ability capsule
24- n/a
25- August 25st, 35, TM tutor

Bicycle

Give'me dat shiet, angelo vestri

That was good to hear— the other? Not so much.

He pouted at the other man, brow twitching.

"Weren't ya supposed to say something encouraging there, big bro?" He asked sarcastically.

A little vote of confidence on either his character or Hoenn's would've been nice... if a touch insincere.

Watching Angelo disappear into the hangar, he briefly considered joining him— before the first crash and curse reached his ears.

Nevermind then.

"Clearly! Are you actually pulling a plane—" He didn't get to finish his quip, his brother emerging from the shadows then and there....

With no plane (boo!) in hand.

What he did have, however, was arguably even more special. Doug's jaw loosened considerably as the vaguely familiar blue came closer and closer.

Slowly, he reached over, hands dragging over the dusty, cobweb covered _{(spinarak style, he duly noted in the back of his head)} frame of the bike.

"... Huh." He uttered, digits securing around the handle, before he swung a leg over the seat.

He settled his weight on it, feeling the half-deflated tires sink under his weight.

"... We flew on this thing." He said suddenly.

He had been on the bike, behind Angelo. For the grand ol' prize of a few evolutonary stones, they had incurred the wrath an entire swarm of pokemon and been chased out of a cave system.

They had jumped onto Angelo's bike, and rode downhill on a dangerous dirt road, before launching off an unfortunately placed rock like poorly trained daredevils.

But instead of dying, they had flown.

"Ho-ho-ho—ly shit." He said between sudden giggles. "We were so fucking stupid."

...

"Thanks man." He said. "For everything."

EXTRACTION #1

With skyler dross

"Didn't think you were into mining, Captain." He said as they strode into the ore vein, equipment in hand, readjusting the hard hat on his head.

Flanking him were his veteran mining team, Crustle and Escavalier, seasoned exploiters of the skelleton's innards.

In the most... wholesome way possible.

"Ya starting to develop an appreciation for the dirt or something?"

Wouldn't Groudon be happy about that.

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• Take the brunt equally. Receive 50 RKS POINTS.

Stars Above

Spending time with Eris Halla

Jirachi remained asleep and ever peaceful despite Mesprit's mountain discontent, unaware of the distress his freaking sleeping was apparently causing to those around him.

Meanwhile... Doug stared blankly at Eris as she mimed at him. He vaguely recognized these as what some knew as sign language— a very high level skill (in his opinion) that generally required keeping a translator handy just to make sure everyone was on the same page.

To which Doug replied by casually pulling out his phone and texting Eris.

Bug.Net: Hi Eris! Sorry, I don't know hand signals. What's up~?

EXTRACTION #2

With Hideo Kino

"Nah." Doug said. "You're way better than I was."

Hideo hadn't sold his soul to the ever burning war machine to get to where he was. He had worked hard, gotten out there and shown his stuff.

"But I'm pretty good right now too— and I still get punched, choked, stabbed and worse. And I'm just under 6 feet and about a hundred and eighty." He said, before shrugging— a gesture Hideo could hopefully hear in his tone. "When you're a kid in the way, you're a momentary nuisance. When you're a member of the league's brass, you're a priority target. They'll come for blood— Always remember that, buddy."

And speaking of coming out for blood...

The room temperature seemed to climb to mountainous highs as something began to emerge from the core. A burning, metallic husk landed on the floor, the sound of a weak, sputtering engine filling the air as a deformed military jeep rose. Its frame trembled and jittered on fleshy limbs of mangled, burnt gore.

"... Tch. We've got another cease and desist waiting to happen." Doug muttered without much energy. "Get it out of here, Bedy."

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• Battle a manifested trauma/memory. Receive 50 RKS POINTS.

Festivities For Everyone

'ullo, King Isaac Merlo

"Never count yourself out— not in Hoenn." He said with a smile, slowly carving the eye socket into the wood. "I mean, hey: there's always a spot at the council open, if ever you feel like putting those leadership skills to the test."

He paused, before lightly tipping his head.

"And jumping ship." Couldn't skip that step. That would be unfortunate.

At the other's word, he grinned.

"Well that's where you're wrong, buddy. I just finished transferring from military science to med school, so there." He said with a laugh, before shaking his head. "But yeah... I might have something in mind."

He brought his eyes down to his hands.

"Not with these hands, though. Someday soon— just not today."

night life fever

Switch, ON! It's NIIIIGHT Time, Kazimir Wynter!

"Huh. Clever. " He said as he glanced up at the hero's miniors, briefly reminded if Zac Ramsay and his obsession with the little space rocks.

Soon as the thought came, he froze in surprise, slowly blinking as the image of the large, redheaded man faded away from his mind's eye.

He hadn't thought about Zac in nearly 20 years... He shook it off.

"Which one?" He asked after a moment as he flicked at the tube filled with glitter, raising it up to eye level before pausing. "... Which museum, I mean."

Rocket didn't (generally) do crimes for the sake of doing crimes anymore. No reason to not look into the museum and it's contents now that this had happened.

As the other man brought up the glitter in his hands, John simply smiled, before producing a... syringe from his case.

"I'm a trained professional, Pokkenger." He said, fitting the tube into the syringe. "This ain't no arts and crafts... It's medicine."

He gave the other man a razor smile.

Before snorting.

"Lele scales. These are Lele scales. Got it? We square?" He said simply, tilting a brow. "Admittedly, I'm experimenting here a bit. I'm a bit out of practice on the dosage, ya see. I was hoping to get some valuable data with your help... and the rockets'. You okay with it?"

EXTRACTION #2

With Hideo Kino

"I take absolutely zero responsibility on those walking cease and desists." He proclaimed boldly mid-ore smash, his pickaxe slamming into the vein with a resounding ka-blamo, further bolstered by his fellow miners' simultaneous blows.

"Oh, yes I fucking can." He declared. "I know it's hard for you tell, but you're like, 4 foot nothing and 80 pounds wet, my guy."

He paused mid-strike. Mostly so Hideo could hear his shit eating grin.

"I'll keep protecting you at least until puberty hits you again." He said with a snicker, acknowledging Uxie's message with a hum and a nod.

Huh, learned something new everyday.

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• Focus on mining. Receive 1 CURIO.

EXTRACTION #1

With Alexei Ivanov

He had really chosen the worst time to let himself get spooked, huh.

"Yes." He huffed back at the other man, before grinning down at his pokemon. "Now... let's get to it, gentlebuddies!"

Yeah, no.

They heard it before they event felt it. Just a sharp jab at the back of their brains, as if something had been suckled from it, before the monstrosity descended upon the center of the chamber.

An arachnid like creature— perhaps an inevitability, given his presence.

The fact that it had 8 wings instead of legs and looked like a biblically accurate angel? That was all Alexei.

"Well... we've seen worse." He said with a helpless shrug; no point in lamenting his eyes' fate. "Bedy— get in there!"

His escavalier launched forth, spearing into the bizarre poke-fusion thing.

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• Battle a fusion Pokemon.
Receive 50 RKS POINTS.

Festivities For Everyone

'ullo, King Isaac Merlo

He smiled at the familiar question, chomping down the rest of his churro before fishing into his pocket for a...

Carving knife?

"Not really." He said, spinning the tool in between his digits clumsily as one would a pen. "But also, yeah?"

He knelt before the other man, setting down his case and opening it in order to fish for a block of wood he apparently just kept inside. Upon closer observation, one end had clearly been carved into, the shape vaguely resembling the silhouette of a head with an equally vague hairstyle.

Casually, the young man leaned back onto the churro stand and began to whittle away at the wood, humming as he slowly filled the floor with its shavings.

"Intellectually, I understand what I need to do. I know for a fact that I'm much better at this right now than I ever was when I truly first started." He said, rolling the cube in his grasp to look over his work, before beginning to chip away once more. "But it's nothing compared to what I was doing towards the end of Galar."

The muscle memory hadn't carried over, but the intellectual know-how and experience seemed to convert into hyper-accelerated progress.

"In the same vein— I've all the knowledge needed to be a general physician. Wouldn't dare attempt surgery on anyone with my own hands, though." He said as he continued to chip away, the block in his hand slowly beginning to take form, the hairstyle perhaps beginning to look familiar to Isaac now. "Not yet."

His gaze rolled over to Isaac, as it oft had while he was working on the wood block, for whatever reason, though this time it lingered on his eye.

Well, his missing eye.

EXTRACTION #2

With Hideo Kino

"I think those weirdo pokemon we fought last time might be all you." He said casually as they arrived at their mining site, pickaxe slung over his shoulder. "They were waaay too abstract to be anything from my head."

Maybe the fact Hideo could only guess at what pokemon looked like lead to weird mashups when combined with the radiation headaches?

Anyway...

"I read some of the paperwork on prolonged exposure to the radiation." He said as he approached his ore vein. "Seems like we should be fine with sharing the radiation after all; no permanent side-effects have been found yet."

He pursed his lips, before smashing the ore vein with his pickaxe, his escavalier and crustle, ever present in his mining efforts, falling in-sync with him.

"We probably shouldn't have called it radiation, to be honest."