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bottlebay2025-05-02 08:42 am
bladeofnymeia) wrote in bottlebay2025-05-02 08:42 am
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Second Quest [Video, May 2nd]
Have we brought together what we've learned from the forest anywhere besides to the officials of Bottlecap Bay in general?
[This is asked by Firoza, the little blue Nidoran projecting an image of herself sitting in the Cheri Berry base. Her allotted bed of collected leaves also seems to have bits of fabric and thread in it, and some things collected from the forest floor around the Canopy - bark, shed feathers, moss, etc. It's morning, from the way the light hits things...so it's clear that she's kind of projecting her "I woke up with thoughts" questions.]
It seems prudent, to me, that we share what we've learned amongst ourselves to try and put some of these pieces together. What I recall seeing does make me curious, but going back and trying to investigate myself...that's out of the question. I wouldn't have made it without my fellow teammates.
[Though there is a sheepish sense of "I ought to be stronger" that comes through unconsciously. Not ungrateful, not ashamed, just. A gently embarrassed sort of feeling, being accustomed to having the strength to overcome many things and finding herself helpless instead.]
When we were in the Southern Forest, Courier Six, Guilmon, and I encountered a Pokemon called Oricorio who claimed to be from Bottlecap Bay. They were the only friendly Pokemon we met, though - the others were of the Ghost typing, and were insistent on fighting and pursuing us.
Landmarks of any kind became unusable. [A little bitterness in her voice at that. Fucking rude, forest.] And, as we learned, our recollections of events happening did not line up. The others said I kept trying to bite something that wasn't there, but I'm certain I saw some sort of green ape creature [a recollection of which is shared when it's mentioned] trying to hit us with various sticks and vines. It felt as if we were in there for days.
We realized that the only thing that was consistent in our memories was Oricorio's actions and words - and then the ground opened up underneath us, and I...I-I fell in.
[Give her a second to shove her head in her lil nest in embarrassment before she huffs out a breath and pops back up.]
A-Anyway. The others came down for me, and as we were traversing the tunnels and caves the hole led to, we tried to ask Oricorio things...trying to sort out what was happening. And they said they had never heard of the Guilds of Bottlecap Bay. At that moment, there was this...menacing presence, the kind that makes your hair stand on end even when you don't see it. And we noticed, then, that the area around us - it was as if the caves below were some sort of ruins of a civilizations.
Um, and then Oricorio just disappeared? They left a feather behind. So...they were nice, but I wonder if they were also a Ghost of some kind.
Everything began to feel fuzzy afterwards, and we had to get out immediately. I don't think we would have remained conscious if we had stayed, though I'm unsure if that was because of the spores' influence or some kind of issue with the caves themselves, maybe a gas? I have heard of such things happening in mines before, so extra precautions ought to be taken if we decide to try and go down there again.
But, overall...it seems there was once some kind of settlement in the forest long ago, long enough for it to have been grown over and gone to ruin. And there is, at least, some sort of ambassador of the strangeness in Oricorio, I think. That's just a...mm. What's the word. Hy...hypothesis? Yes, it's that.
[A pause to breathe, and clear her throat.]
Well. That's what I recall. What did the rest of you find?
[This is asked by Firoza, the little blue Nidoran projecting an image of herself sitting in the Cheri Berry base. Her allotted bed of collected leaves also seems to have bits of fabric and thread in it, and some things collected from the forest floor around the Canopy - bark, shed feathers, moss, etc. It's morning, from the way the light hits things...so it's clear that she's kind of projecting her "I woke up with thoughts" questions.]
It seems prudent, to me, that we share what we've learned amongst ourselves to try and put some of these pieces together. What I recall seeing does make me curious, but going back and trying to investigate myself...that's out of the question. I wouldn't have made it without my fellow teammates.
[Though there is a sheepish sense of "I ought to be stronger" that comes through unconsciously. Not ungrateful, not ashamed, just. A gently embarrassed sort of feeling, being accustomed to having the strength to overcome many things and finding herself helpless instead.]
When we were in the Southern Forest, Courier Six, Guilmon, and I encountered a Pokemon called Oricorio who claimed to be from Bottlecap Bay. They were the only friendly Pokemon we met, though - the others were of the Ghost typing, and were insistent on fighting and pursuing us.
Landmarks of any kind became unusable. [A little bitterness in her voice at that. Fucking rude, forest.] And, as we learned, our recollections of events happening did not line up. The others said I kept trying to bite something that wasn't there, but I'm certain I saw some sort of green ape creature [a recollection of which is shared when it's mentioned] trying to hit us with various sticks and vines. It felt as if we were in there for days.
We realized that the only thing that was consistent in our memories was Oricorio's actions and words - and then the ground opened up underneath us, and I...I-I fell in.
[Give her a second to shove her head in her lil nest in embarrassment before she huffs out a breath and pops back up.]
A-Anyway. The others came down for me, and as we were traversing the tunnels and caves the hole led to, we tried to ask Oricorio things...trying to sort out what was happening. And they said they had never heard of the Guilds of Bottlecap Bay. At that moment, there was this...menacing presence, the kind that makes your hair stand on end even when you don't see it. And we noticed, then, that the area around us - it was as if the caves below were some sort of ruins of a civilizations.
Um, and then Oricorio just disappeared? They left a feather behind. So...they were nice, but I wonder if they were also a Ghost of some kind.
Everything began to feel fuzzy afterwards, and we had to get out immediately. I don't think we would have remained conscious if we had stayed, though I'm unsure if that was because of the spores' influence or some kind of issue with the caves themselves, maybe a gas? I have heard of such things happening in mines before, so extra precautions ought to be taken if we decide to try and go down there again.
But, overall...it seems there was once some kind of settlement in the forest long ago, long enough for it to have been grown over and gone to ruin. And there is, at least, some sort of ambassador of the strangeness in Oricorio, I think. That's just a...mm. What's the word. Hy...hypothesis? Yes, it's that.
[A pause to breathe, and clear her throat.]
Well. That's what I recall. What did the rest of you find?
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I wonder if there's a way to keep the fog's effects at bay when you're in it for that long...
[ why does it affect some of them so heavily, and so differently? is there intent in the fog, or is it just ... being lucky? ]
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[It will work, somehow. She believes that.]
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[ None of them are quite the kinds of Pokemon that would have those, and they kind of sort of imply their own things about the disposition of the Pokemon who those abilities can be attributed to. ]
I do not know if any of us might know Safeguard yet. Courier Six could learn maybe. Conrad might too if taught. A fairy's Misty Terrain can also protect against afflictions for those who remain within its reach. But I wonder if the fog already present in the forest might not complicate that somehow.
[ He pauses for a bit; she wouldn't be particularly wrong to think he might not continue. Medicine or equipment might be the best way forward, if only they actually knew what the actual nature of the fog even was. ]
... It is probably not so simple. Ingo believes what he heard really was Pokemon who have lost themselves to the fog. [ So if they are, then surely they must have also tried to protect themselves, somehow. In physical space, an ear flicks. ] I did not hear any of it. But I am also not in the shape of the species who is said to be able to purify lost souls in their flames and conduct them onwards.
[ Coincidence, or related? Not enough experience with the fog to tell. And they are not going back there just to test it. ]
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...I do not think it is outside of what's possible. But we really cannot know for sure until we uncover it ourselves.
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Haha. Keep following the current tracks we're on. Drive safely. And be prepared for anything. Right?
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