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WAKE UP

The soft, rhythmic whoosh, whoosh of air is what you hear first, perhaps it's a breeze? The cyclical beep beep in the distance doesn't really jive with a lot of nature scenes, though. A moment or two later your vision comes back to you, blurry in the beginning but becoming clearer with each breath you take. All around you is an opaque blue dome, and when you can wrest your limbs to move, the blue retracts and you're met with a staid metal room.

What happened? Where are you? Your memory is fuzzier still, there being no easy way to jog it like your vision. What you can remember is that there was an accident: one minute you were in your home world, and the next you were in this foreign place surrounded by people you've never seen in your life. Not just any people—scientists, who were trying desperately to create matter, to break the laws of physics and chemistry, in order to save their world. Because their world was dying, and they had tried everything else and then some. Their experiment was a failure, but not all is lost—translocation is a valid solution, after all. They could just send all their people to a non-doomed world, and start anew. And they would have, if the machine they used to bring you here hadn't short circuited. Your combined luck isn't terrible, though, somehow, because there exists one more copy of the machine squirreled away in the space colony floating in a distant solar system somewhere, the Plan B of this dying civilization.

That's why you're here, waking up in this pod in a cloud of cold air and colder remembrances to the murmuring of other strangers around you. You don't recognize any of them (vaguely you remember something about keeping the other travelers separate for quarantine purposes), but a soothing, sonorous electronic voice interrupts your thoughts.

GOOD MORNING. WELCOME TO THE WILD DELIVERANCE. THE ONBOARD TEMPERATURE IS 25 DEGREES CENTIGRADE AND THE DAY IS SATURDAY. WE WILL BE ARRIVING AT OUR DESTINATION SHORTLY, SO PLEASE SIT BACK AND RELAX. THE CAPTAIN WELCOMES-

No I fucking don't. Wakey, wakey, you formerly comatose cryptids. We've got a bit of a problem, and no I'm not talkin' about the end of this world, or how you miss your bed and just wanna go home. It's a bit more immediate and simpler than that, ain't that grand?

There's fucking parasitic aliens on this ship and they're not friendly. Just ask our two engineers, Kelvin and Calli—wait you can't, because they're DEAD thanks to our local alien assholes.

Don't worry though, I've got a plan. But hey, if you can solve this on your own go for it—might wanna start with the basic profiles on your new fancy PDA. Maybe you can just ask someone if they're an alien? Hahahahaha.

Talk to ya later!

OOC: Welcome to Convive! All characters wake up in the pod room, completely naked, though their color coded space suit and personal effects are in a storage compartment attached to their pod. Additionally, all characters will naturally understand each other due to a totally innocuous implant!

Also, stand by to meet your friendly neighborhood NPC on Sunday at 1 PM EST. Be there or be square!

Comments

[psyshook]

[Slowbro yawns in response and slowly waves its weird shell arm as a greeting.]

Of course. Without it, Slowbro would not be Slowbro. You see, the shell is another Pokemon known as Shellder. When it bites down upon a Slowpoke's arm, the two combine and evolve into Slowbro.

[That's how evolution works, right?]

[hyping]

[ Interesting. If only humans could evolve as quickly as Slowbro. ]

So the two of them became...bros?

[ Ha...ha...punny... ]

That's interesting. I've never seen anything like this before. [ He looks over at Slowbro again. ] Can it understand what we're saying?

[psyshook]

[Sorry Akira, Avery's giving the blankest of stares for the pun.]

That is debatable, but they do have something of a symbiotic relationship as they are now. Slowbro has the ability to shoot poison due to the Shellder's influence.

[...it doesn't occur to Avery that he probably shouldn't be talking about poison when people are dead, but it's just such a natural thing in his world.

That aside, he nods to Akira's question.]

Yes, Pokemon are capable of understanding humans, though the reverse is a bit touch and go. Why, are you interested in speaking with Slowbro?

[hyping]

Ah. So it's dangerous, then.

[ Maybe...Slowbro is the secret alien...HM!! ]

I just wanted to know if it understood my joke. You must be glad to have your companion here with you.

[psyshook]

Potentially, yes. But he will only attack on my command, so you needn't worry. [...why does it almost feel like there's a "don't do anything to make me change my mind" hidden in there somewhere too?] I am though, yes. I feel much safer with him here.

[Slowbro doesn't exactly look all that threatening, but looks can be deceiving, apparently.]

As for your joke, well... You'll have to give him a moment. He is not the most fast-reacting.

[As if on cue, Slowbro tips his head at Akira before staring at the Shellder on his arm. The Shellder skeptically stares back. They get it, but it doesn't seem like they'd even considered being "bros".]

[hyping]

I see. That's part of "Pokemon battling", isn't it?

[ He remembers seeing that on someone's profile. That someone is probably Avery, unless there's another Pokemon person on this ship. Akira also absolutely feels that "don't change my mind" vibe, oof!! ]

Take your time, Slowbro. I'll come up with another joke sometime.

[ Except, like, nobody asked you to, Akira. Stop. He turns back to Avery, though, with a little smile on his lips. ]

Thanks for showing him to me. He looks like a good friend to have while you're here.

[ Extra protection from the aliens, etc. ]

where did my html go that last tag...whoops

[psyshook]

That it is. You catch on quick.

[He hasn't yet had the chance to go through his PDA, so Akira gets to enjoy him being impressed!

Meanwhile, Slowbro turns to Akira to nod...just after Akira looks away, oops.]

But of course. I am happy to get you acquainted with Pokemon. I truly cannot imagine a life without them. If you have any other questions about Pokemon later, I will be happy to answer them.

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[hyping]

[ Nice. Also, Slowbro is trying his best!! Look at him go. ]

Sounds like a plan, Avery. I'll be sure to say hi to both of you again soon.