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 Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 2:13 am
JOURNEY TO THE RESTPokemon Flora Sky Nuzlocke Challenge  Are you a boy or a girl? Girl! What's your name? Anansi.Current Business Model: Get our feet off the ground.Nuzlocke Challenge Rules
● If a pokemon faints, its dead and you have to either release or permabox it.
● You can only catch the first pokemon you meet on each route and no other.
(Exceptions: Shiny pokemon and event pokemon. Duplicates dont count as first encounters.)
● You may have an HP Slave but they "aren't there".
● Custom Rule: Male pokemon only. Female pokemon do not count as first encounters.
● Custom Rule: You can use found Revives, but can not buy them.
● Custom Rule: Gym can be used as checkpoints in the event of a TPK.
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 2:16 am
''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' POKEMON
HephaestusBashful Chimchar
Personality description goes here and looks something like this. I imagine that
each one is going to vary somewhat. At least, I really hope they will. I wonder
how many lines it will take to get past this image? It would be nice if I could keep these things
relatively brief, but then again I might want the ability to go on for a while from time to time. I
guess we'll see.
HephaestusBashful Chimchar
Personality description goes here and looks something like this. I imagine that
each one is going to vary somewhat. At least, I really hope they will. I wonder
how many lines it will take to get past this image? It would be nice if I could keep these things
relatively brief, but then again I might want the ability to go on for a while from time to time. I
guess we'll see.
'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' RETIRED
HephaestusBashful Chimchar
Personality description goes here and looks something like this. I imagine that
each one is going to vary somewhat. At least, I really hope they will. I wonder
how many lines it will take to get past this image? It would be nice if I could keep these things
relatively brief, but then again I might want the ability to go on for a while from time to time. I
guess we'll see.
HephaestusBashful Chimchar
Personality description goes here and looks something like this. I imagine that
each one is going to vary somewhat. At least, I really hope they will. I wonder
how many lines it will take to get past this image? It would be nice if I could keep these things
relatively brief, but then again I might want the ability to go on for a while from time to time. I
guess we'll see.
'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' GRAVEYARD
HephaestusBashful Chimchar
Personality description goes here and looks something like this. I imagine that
each one is going to vary somewhat. At least, I really hope they will. I wonder
how many lines it will take to get past this image? It would be nice if I could keep these things
relatively brief, but then again I might want the ability to go on for a while from time to time. I
guess we'll see.
HephaestusBashful Chimchar
Personality description goes here and looks something like this. I imagine that
each one is going to vary somewhat. At least, I really hope they will. I wonder
how many lines it will take to get past this image? It would be nice if I could keep these things
relatively brief, but then again I might want the ability to go on for a while from time to time. I
guess we'll see.
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 2:41 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 2:53 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 2:57 am
O B S E R V A T I O N S . . . My mother is nuts. We were going about our day as normal when out of the blue she gets struck with the idea to move, and the next thing I know my room is packed. We’re off to some place called “Little Town” or “Tiny Town” or something. All I know is that it’s nowhere I’ve ever heard of before. To make this whole adventure even better, as it turned out there wasn’t even room for me in the car. I’ve been stuck in the moving van, like a box of linin! This can’t be a safe way to travel cross country. They’re going to open up the truck when they arrive and find I’ve been crushed under that precariously balanced stack of boxes.
Location: On Route to Small Town
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 3:06 am
O B S E R V A T I O N S . . .
Alright, so apparently this hellhole is called “Small Town”. Appropriate.
By the time anyone remembered that I was in the truck they had already unpacked the first car. Mum must have been feeling really on the ball because she had already unpacked all my stuff before I even made it up the stairs. I don’t know if I find that impressive or creepy. Guess it doesn’t matter. She tried to get me out of the way doing menial tasks (no clock is that important Mum, and if you wanted me to keep busy maybe you should have let me unpack my own stuff) and when she ran out of those she sent me out to meet the neighbors. The man next door is some kind of old acquaintance of hers and she’s desperate that I go make friends.
I I’m 100% sure I don’t like that look in her eyes.
. . .
What the hell is wrong with the people here? Mum is going to fit in just fine!
So I show up at the neighbour’s place and the door is answered by the most overdressed house wife I’ve ever seen. (Seriously, who wears pearls and heels on a casual afternoon?) She practically dragged me into her house and forced me to sit down for scones and tea. She had no idea who I was! What if I turned out to be some kind of crazy serial axe murderer? I guess people just assume you can’t be a threat if you don’t have any pokemon. Well, let me tell you what, I could have snapped her twiggy little pearl clad neck without much trouble. Her kid was in the room though, and it would be a bit ungracious after the scones. They were pretty good.
If that wasn’t weird enough though, after we’d engaged in a bit of light conversation about the upcoming town meeting, she shoved a tray of drinks in my hand and sent me up the stairs to wait for her son in his room. She made a point of mentioning that he was about my age. Repeatedly. The look in her eyes was almost exactly the same as the one Mum was sporting when I left to come here.
This must be the only town in the world where they actually encourage teenagers to be alone in rooms with beds in them. Aren’t you supposed to tell them to leave the door open and we’ll-know-if-you-get-up-to-something? Gods.
Anyway, the p***k wasn’t even there, and when I tried to leave Mrs Perky Pearls cut me off. I was just starting to contemplate escape out the window when he finally decided to grace me with his presence. He was remarkably unphazed to find a strange girl waiting for him with refreshments, and I’m not sure what that says about the guy but it can’t be good. I was already predisposed not to like the demon offspring that must have resulted from breeding in this town and then he opened his mouth.
 “I heard you were a Gym Leader’s kid. I assumed you were a guy.”
It was a good thing my hands were occupied with the drink tray or they might have found there way around the little p***k’s throat. Without a Y-chromosome I was apparently beneath His Lordship’s notice and he proceeded to give me the least subtle brushoff I’ve ever received. Fine! I didn’t want to meet you anyway!
I need to get out of the crazy town!
Location: Small Town
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 5:40 am
O B S E R V A T I O N S . . . You can’t escape! They actually have a guy posted by the road out of town, turning people away when they try to leave. If it turns out that everyone here is some kind of crazy cultist and they have bodies stashed in the basements, I would not be surprised. I’m not going to wind up the latest sacrifice on the altar of Small Town Values. They might think they’ve trapped me in with their convenient roadwork but we city girls are an ingenuitive sort. I wasn’t really planning on taking a hike, but I’ve already got my sturdy shoes on. To Mt Fullmoon!
. . .
A little physical activity was cathartic. I few more minutes and I’ll probably be able to face Mum’s crazy without sticking my head in the oven.
. . .
Spoke too soon.
So I’m minding my own business, wandering around the cave system just outside of the town, when I stumble across a pokemon I’d never seen before! It was very… swishy looking. I don’t know, there was a lot of pink. Anyway, it disappeared pretty quick, and while I was distracted some woman snuck up behind me. She was trying to tell me about the pokemon I had just seen but I was too busy trying to restart my heart after the heart attack she had given me. Thankfully she left as unexpectedly as she arrived and I was saved having to respond.
Not thirty seconds later another person intruded on my solitude; Professor Birch himself. He was just as surprised to see me as I was to see him, since my mother had seen fit to inform him that I was still poke-less, and it was “dangerous to wander around pokemon infested caves alone”. I tried to tell him that I’d been on my own my entire life and gotten by just fine thank you, when a poor little Zigzagoon came around the corner and the professor busted a nut.
For somebody who claims to be one of the world’s leading exports on the subject, he doesn’t seem to be very comfortable around pokemon.
He shoved his bag in my hands and insisted I take one of the pokeballs inside. Forcing unwanted hospitality on unsuspecting girls was apparently a hobby he shared with his wife.
The ball contained a Chirchimp who made quick work of the fuzzy little beast. Poor little guy had a bit of a limp, but he didn’t it hold him back. He seemed to have a good idea what to do on his own, which was a good thing because the only human in the room with any practical battle experience was quivering in his boots. He does realize that the worst thing this Zigzagoon was likely to do was knock over his trash bin, right? Anyway, the fearsome beast was defeated and now I’m being dragged to the fool’s lab.
I’m getting sacrificed, aren’t I?
Location: Mt Fullmoon
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 1:55 pm
O B S E R V A T I O N S . . .
That little Chimchar wouldn’t let go of my arm. It was kind of adorable. He kept trying to rummage through my pockets and bag, and when I looked at him he would hide behind my back. At one point he clambered up onto my head and started playing with my hat. Birch ended up saying that since the little guy liked me so much, I should keep him.
 HEPHAESTUSBashful Chimchar Met at Level 5,
Mt FullmoonLocation: Professor Birch's Lab
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 9:43 pm
O B S E R V A T I O N S . . .
The pokemon was a trap! He’s making me go meet up with his son. He said that he is training in the Mt Fullmoon caves and would love to see me. Because our first meeting went so well. Birch had the same look in his eyes that Mum and Perky Pearls had earlier. I seriously need to get out of this town. Hey! Now that I have a pokemon, I can. First it seems I’m obligated to go find the p***k and… braid his hair or something. I don’t know what our parents seem to think is going to happen here, but they’re dreaming. Before I force myself to face that bleach blond airbag I’m going to go introduce myself to everybody in town.
. . .
That took all of twenty minutes.
How does this town survive with only sixteen residents?
. . .
I was hoping it would take longer to find him. I decided to check the tunnels in random order, and of course the first one I picked lead straight to him. What were the odds of that? I mean seriously. Anyway, he saw Hephaestus standing behind my legs and thought we should battle. At first I was thinking along the lines of ‘okay, sure, it’s probably a good idea to practice and kicking his a** could clear the air a bit’, but then he pissed me off again.
“Try not to suck.”
Try not to suck? Try not to suck?! I am going to kick his a** six ways to Sunday.
Location: Mt Fullmoon
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2014 1:11 am
O B S E R V A T I O N S . . .
That felt nice. I’m feeling much better about this whole Small Town thing now. When the buzz dies I’m sure I’ll go back to being alternatively creeped out and annoyed by everything around me, but until then its ‘the sun is so shiny’ and ‘oh pretty flowers’. As a bonus, my chipper attitude is really bugging the p***k. He’s standing by the mouth of the cave tapping is foot while his neurotic little Pinlup puts on a big show of nursing her scratches while and occasionally pecking his hand if she feels ignored. I made a point of checking out every little corner of the cave system before I could possibly head back, and I would have insisted on checking out the gardens on the other side if this snarky punk in a hoody (he claims to work for Birch, but the lack of lab coat and glasses have me doubting the validity of that statement) hadn’t cut me off at the pass.
Eventually I ran out of fascinating crevasses to explore and we went back to the p***k’s dad’s lab. I whistled. He nearly screamed.
Birch wouldn’t stop trying to talk up his son. It took every ounce of willpower I had not to crack up while he went on and on about the p***k’s experience with pokemon and the boy in question’s face got redder and redder. Part way through the conversation I started keeping a tally of the number of time he said “my kid”, but I got sidetracked when he handed me a pokedex. A pokedex! I’ve wanted one of these since I was six! At that point I completely tuned out of the conversation in favour of playing with my new toy. Latest model. Flashy stuff.
The p***k was predictably disgruntled by my butting into another area he felt he should be superior to me (get over it Blondie, you lost to a girl) but after his father was finished he pulled out a handful of pokeballs and gave them to me! I was about to make a joke about not touching a man’s balls until our third forced date, but then I remembered who I was talking to and held my tongue. The little shpeel he recited when he gave them to me was said through clenched teeth and sounded rehearsed. I suspect that he wasn’t preforming this little bit by choice and, if the wording was any indication, there was a better than even chance his mother was making him jump through this particular hoop. Gods bless Perky Pearls for ensuring that her practice of aggressive hospitality lives on with the next generation.
I managed to escape shortly after that and made it hope without being accosted by any other over-friendly villagers. It has been a long day and I figured I should enjoy at least one night in my newly unpacked bed before getting the hell out of here. Tomorrow morning I’m going to pack a bag and Hephaestus and I are hitting the road!
Location: Professor Birch's Lab
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2014 1:14 am
O B S E R V A T I O N S . . .
Mum was still asleep when I woke up so I left her a note on the kitchen table. I’m not sure how she’s going to feel about the whole pokemon adventure bit, and I’m still in a good mood from tromping the p***k last night and I didn’t want to ruin it by having a conversation with my crazy mother. I only packed the bare minimum, because I know myself and my bad will still manage to be full by the time I get to the first gym. I’ve got a sleeping bag, some trail mix, a couple of water bottles, my pokedex, and six notebooks.
What? I like to take notes.
On my way out of town I got accosted by the Punk (who allegedly works for Birch) and forced to listen to his buddy Eager-Beaver try and explain how to catch pokemon for me! How to catch pokemon! I’m the daughter of a gym leader. Do they honestly think I don’t know how to catch pokemon? For the love of Arceus, my dad was explaining type advantages to me before I knew my times tables. I might have not had a pokemon of my own until yesterday, but I know more about the mechanics of combat than that Poof and the scruffy Punk put together.
He seemed so pleased with happy to be explaining it to me that I didn’t have the heart to shut him up.
Location: Route A
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2014 2:06 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2014 4:34 pm
O B S E R V A T I O N S . . .
The three of us spent a bit of time wandering around, getting our feet under us so to speak. Despite their less than friendly second meeting, Hephaestus and Azban get along pretty well. At first Dephaestus didn’t want anything to do with our newest team mate and tried to keep some kind of barrier (usually my legs) between them at all times, but it seems Az finally got him to come around. He kept chittering conversationally at him and bringing him things like rocks and sticks and vines until the fire-type warmed up to him. Hephaestus is always building things. Little structures mostly, but he set up these amazing little pinecone catapult at our last camp site. I have no idea what it was for, but it was very impressive.
Azban isn’t exactly what you’d call a team player. He had a tendency to wander off on his own. Half the time, when he comes back, he’s got these random items with him. Not the kind of thing you’d expect him to be able to find in the wild either, like berries or stones, but definitely manmade things, like potions and medicine! He has to be nicking them from somewhere, but I can’t think of where he could be finding them around here expect for Mrs Master’s house and she said she isn’t missing anything. Somewhere wandering around the forest there must be a trainer with a whole in his bag. (I just hope he isn’t stealing them. Or, if he is stealing, that he’s taking them from someone who deserves it!)
On the morning we decided to head off to the next part of the forest, Az had had gone off somewhere as usual, and when I went to go look for him there was a
And when we went to go investigate the noise, we found Az sitting on a Starly! The poor thing was squawking and flailing, trying to get away, was the lazy jerk just lounged on top of him, casually licking his paw. I eventually tossed a pokeball at the thing just to get it out from under him. When I let it out a little while later it had calmed down but it wouldn’t get within ten feet of Az, which didn’t seem to bother the Zigzagoon much. Great social skills that one has. The little bird kept trying to nest in my hair, which was annoying to say the least. Eventually I got him settled on my shoulder.
Between this guy and Hephaestus I’m starting to feel like a jungle gym.
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2014 2:31 am
O B S E R V A T I O N S . . .
I got accosted by the Professor again. Apparently he “accidentally” gave me the wrong pokedex. I think he had planned on making the p***k bring the proper one too me, because he kept mentioning how the over coifed asscracker had left without telling him. Of course, then he had to go on what felt like a six hour tirade about how his son was always so polite, and considerate, and there had obviously been some kind of miscommunication, and how perfect he is, and do I love him yet. Eventually I managed to shake him off by making an off hand comment about the time and “wont your wife be putting dinner out soon?” (Perky Pearls seemed like the kind of lady who had a scheduled dinner time.)
There is this group that’s been hanging around the forest; Team Megma. Mrs Masters seems to think they’re the devilspawn and are setting out to bring down civilization as we know it, but near as I could tell they’re just a bunch of punks rebelling against their parents by hanging out in the woods all day and wearing funny sweatshirts. Today, however, I was treated with an unusual sight. This afternoon you couldn’t go ten feet without running into somebody wearing the Megma logo, and the weird thing was that they weren’t just kids. There were people of all different ages and descriptions milling about the forest; big guys, small guys, professional looking men, and thugs. Some of them were actually pretty intimidating, and I’m starting to wonder if Mrs M might have been on to something.
Eventually most of them disappeared, but they have a rotating guard set up near one of the trees and wont let anyone pass. It doesn’t appear to be a problem for now, but it would probably be a good thing if someone kept an eye on them.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2014 10:00 pm
O B S E R V A T I O N S . . .
A real city!
I’m practically crying with happiness right now. The first thing I did was use some of the money I had won from other trainers to rent a room and take a shower. Camping is fine. Sleeping on the ground has never been a problem for me, and I’m a much better cook over a campfire than on a stove, but Arceus I miss showers. Rivers and lakes are cold and not ideal for bathing.
After my much needed R&R it was off to explore Puel City. Having a small menagerie of pokemon hanging off you is generally frowned upon in town, so Az and Lelantos were back to their pokeballs for a little while. It wasn’t a very big town, and the one notable thing they had – their museum – was closed for some kind of private function, so I was pretty much ready to tackle the gym and roll out after a single day of sightseeing.
Everyone around here seems to be obsessed with something called “Being Treasure”, but for the life of me I can’t figure out what it’s supposed to be. Is it a musical group? Some kind of battle strategy? What does it mean?! The first time somebody talked to me about it/them I said told them I didn’t know what they were talking about, but the look of horror and pity they gave me inspired me to just smile and nod every time it was mentioned after.
Maybe I need I need to get a bit farther away to escape the crazy.
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