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In: Boards ► Places ► America ► Brockton Bay ► PokeFest_2011
Bagrat (Original Poster) (Veteran Member) (The Guy In The Know)
Posted on April 4, 2011:
Update on attendees attending.
One of the survivors of Kyushu, a manga artist named Takahashi, is attending and promoting a new series of hers. She has a Smeargle as of Mar/26/11 while visiting Brockton Bay specifically for that purpose.
Travis Willingham, a voice actor who met with Mr. Wheaton and was able to help arrange a meeting with some other actors, has a Growlithe and will attend Saturday only.
Parian, the Brockton Bay independent hero who puts on puppet shows, will be there on Friday with her Spinarak and has some durable outdoor clothing for pokemon trainers.
►Hikari_Nova
Posted on Apr 5, 2011:
Attending with my Tyrunt, Rex. He wants to try that Challenger burger.
►Summoner (Verified Cape) (Binder of Elements)
Posted on Apr 5, 2011:
Thanks to Overknight and the Department of the Interior I've been given transport to several locations where I could find and bind elemental spirits to their pokemon forms.
Also thanks to Queen Elizabeth II for the expediting on my passport so I can try the same in the UK.
And to address a frequent question - I have no idea why cape fights are less common in areas where pokemon are allowed to fight, as far as I know it's just some sort of statistical anomaly like CNN has been reporting.
►FoxPix (Pokemon Expert)
Posted on Apr 5, 2011:
Zorua! I got da fox! And I challenge you, Hikari! We shall see whose pokemon can deal with a Fugly Bob's Challenger in less time!
►TeamMom (Senior Moderator)
While challenges, duels, and the like are generally frowned on in these boards, this sounds like something that might be less troublesome for anyone but those paying for the meals.
►MZenny (Pokemon Rookie)
Replied On Apr 5, 2011:
I'm both very concerned about the security at this event, as that many pokemon gathered together makes a tempting target, and very concerned about how quickly someone trying something at the PokeFest could get hurt due to all the pokemon gathered together responding en force to someone trying something.
My Chespin is named Checkers, by the way. He loves fetching things for customers, so if you get in line at the counter or can't find something - try asking him.
►Loki_Thorson
Replied On Apr 6th 2011:
If you want to hold off on that burger-eating challenge until the PokeFest, my Snorunt will compete!
►Clockblocker (Verified Cape) (Wards ENE)
Replied On Apr 6th 2011:
As to the PokeFest security issue, I'm pretty sure that Shiva stated her intent on attending. If she's anything like what the Final Fantasy games have depicted, then anyone starting something is going to have an ice time of it. In fact, I'm sure she'll stop any shenanigans cold. Though if you get between her and her ice cream, your chances of surviving might as well be absolute zero.
►Electric_Techpriest
Replied On Apr 6th 2011:
Does anyone know if there will be a pokemon adoption event like the animal shelters run?
Speaking of, does anyone know how this is affecting the pet shelters/rescue organizations?
►AllSeeingEye
Replied On Apr 6th 2011:
Apparently about on the level of dog/cat movies. When there's a dog or cat movie, there's a sudden increase in demand for that particular breed that ends up with a number of the animals returned when it is no longer 'fashionable' or 'trendy' or something. One of my work colleagues is very vocal on the subject.
That more normal pets and pokemon tend to get along very well has been noted and I expect that the scientist-types will continue going on one way or the other or both on the subject for as long as they can get funding.
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* Taylor *
Everyone knew me. Thanks Emma, aka Scarlet Lady. Alias 'that redhead who kept trying to harass me despite Charizard wanting to flame her and Jean-Luc Pikachu tazering her every single time she tried to do something at my house.
Most people were familiar enough with the Unwritten Rules (which were written down and on the internet among other things) that they'd stare but not approach when I was just out as Taylor Hebert. When I was wearing the mask and costume, thanks to a clothier named Sabah a decent one in return for me getting her a Spinarak, then people tended to avoid me because I had a Charizard looking suspiciously at everyone.
I saw Miss Militia drive by on her motorcycle, her Eevee wearing an itty bitty helmet and leather jacket. Wonder where she got that.
The experiment with the plant-type and water-type pokemon had been showing results. The areas were recovering faster due to the natural energy of the areas getting purified and recycled. Increased plant growth just one of the results.
The van pulled up, with Overknight and two suited guys visible.
"Queen to queen level three."
"Rook takes queen, check."
Sign and counter-sign taken care of, I got into the van and one of the suits handed me a folder.
"Result update from First Landing State Park in Virginia," said Suit #1. Hannibal Hayes, I think. I'd met him before. "Almost fully recovered due to the Bulbasaurs work."
"Good," I said, pleased. Nature spirits and elemental energies bound into a form tending to reinforce things related to them. Water elementals purified water. Plant/Wood elementals caused plants and forests to grow faster and stronger. Same effect with earth and air elementals. At least that was the theory and so far it seemed to be working out.
"We also received word from Corey Peters working at that hospital," said Agent Hayes. "His Comfey is doing well and patient outcomes have shown 'a significant improvement' in the ICU."
"Very good," I said. That was definitely hero work right there. And if by some coincidence that was a massive 'Take That' against a certain trio of girls - I could live with that.
"Oh shit," said the driver, turning a hard left. "We're being jammed!"
I tried to control my reactions. Instead I closed my eyes, reaching for the local network of spirits and forces. Five weak, two medium, one really strong. Really strong.
Agent Hayes pulled out a gun that looked big enough to have its own zip code.
I reached out to the really strong one. Found it. Found a template that fit it.
It moved. If anything it appeared eager. I just hoped it was going to be less problem than the one it was to solve.
"I've got one," I told the two Agents and driver. "Manifesting as a Heroic Spirit."
The sense of eagerness as legend and spirit came together.
* Slaughterhouse Nine *
"Run little mouse, run as fast as you can. Not that it will do any good," said Jack Slash. "Well, Shatterbird, if you open festivities?"
Shatterbird's body flopped to the ground, laying across Burnscar's body as if to protect it.
"What the hell?" asked Jack Slash, as he hadn't even noticed Burnscar apparently dying. Yet there two of his Nine were apparently already dead.
"Mistah Jack, what's happening?" asked Bonesaw as she moved to try and fix the two members of her new family.
Jack's eyes scanned the area. His intuition was telling him no cape was present, otherwise he'd think someone with a high Stranger rating.
Mannequin's chains rattled and Hatchetface grunted something impolite.
Jack waited for the familiar sound of Bonesaw chiding Hatchetface for his language. It didn't come, Bonesaw still kneeling next to where Burnscar and Shatterbird lay. "Poppet?"
Bonesaw didn't respond or move in the slightest.
"Well, someone is quite rude," proclaimed Jack Slash, raising his voice. "Not even introducing yourself?"
The Siberian let out a wordless angry snarl and looked all around.
"Stranger of some kind?" asked Hatchetface.
"Stranger maybe, striking from distance," mused Jack Slash, bending down and examining the bodies.
The Siberian abruptly vanished as there was the sound of a nearby explosion.
"Is someone pulling an US on us? Because that's what it feels like," stated Jack.
A woman who was apparently formed entirely of ice appeared at one end of the street.
Crawler yelled out a "Yes!" and charged forward at high speeds. Frost had formed on his outer surfaces about halfway down. He stopped entirely at about thirty feet from the woman.
"Her Modus Operandi is cold, not puncture wounds," noted Jack Slash, looking around more.
"Hmph, well, I have someone to crush," said Hatchetface, beginning to charge himself. "All I need to do is reach her, then we'll see what color she bleeds."
"That sounds like a spectactularly bad idea," said Jack. "Crawler hasn't moved... and she just snapped her fingers and he fell apart into little bloody chunks."
"I..." Hatchetface managed before his top half flopped onto the ground, his legs remaining upright before falling over.
"My name is Siegfried, little man," said the armored guy who was at least four inches taller than Jack Slash, lifting the smaller man up with a grip around his neck. "I have the chance to be a Warrior of Justice in this land. What do you think about that?"
Jack, feeling his neck being compressed to the thickness of a safety straw, for once had nothing to say.
A cold breeze blew past him, and he looked down into the eyes of Shiva.
Shiva raised an eyebrow.
"This is not one of those worlds where I must only use a specific weapon," said Siegfried. "No 'Saber' or 'Lancer' or 'Archer' - I am quite capable of using my bow or another weapon if that will do the job more efficiently."
Shiva nodded and faded from view with another cold breeze.
The ice-encased Mannequin managed to crack the ice surrounding him when Siegfried finally drew his sword.
* The Car *
"She's asleep," noted Agent Hayes.
"Let her sleep," advised Agent Curry. "She said it was a 'heroic spirit' - that takes a lot out of her and we've got an hour drive."
"Jamming stopped, no sign of pursuit," said the driver. "Any idea what or who it was?"
"No. So far she's only done three," said Agent Hayes. "Cú Chulainn, Tomoe Gozen, and the White Death."
"I still think she doesn't count as a heroic spirit," protested Agent Curry.
"No? Tomoe Gozen is a legendary Japanese hero," pointed out Agent Hayes.
"I never heard of her."
"Honestly, did you ever have cause to study mythology or Japanese history prior to this assignment?"
"...you may have a point there."
They fell into silence for another twenty minutes.
There was a brief burst of static before someone spoke up. "Shiva showed. New heroic spirit identifies as Siegfried. Threat ended."
"Nature of threat?" asked Agent Curry.
"Investigation ongoing. Confirming identities," was the reply.
"Understood, over." Agent Curry sat back as the radio went silent.
They eventually pulled into the park and Summoner was reawakened.
"You up to this?" asked Agent Hayes.
"Yeah, not as much as I could have been," replied Summoner with a yawn. "Okay. Where are we?"
"We're near Mount Chocorua. We're off the Piper trailhead, near Conway. We came up through the ATV area." Agent Hayes made a sweeping gesture. "Old forest. Anything you can work with?"
"Lots of little spirits, a couple of large ones, one medium-strength." Summoner made a show of looking around. "Earth and plant mainly. A big earth-element over at Mount Chocorua. Or ice element. Sleeping."
Agent Hayes checked his paperwork, nodded and addressed Taylor. "Concentrate on earth and water elements where you can. Plants are secondary. If you see poison or ghost elements, let's just avoid those for now. Probably better to go with two or three smaller as opposed to a single larger one."
"Right," said Taylor, trying to crack her knuckles.
"What are you doing?" asked Agent Hayes.
"Uhm, stretching," said Taylor. "Okay, let's get closer to the nearest big earth-element."
* Meanwhile *
"Something is up with the supposed need for conflict, apparently related to the appearance of these 'pocket monster' creatures," said Doctor Mother. "Evidence of lowered cortisol levels in the brain and... can you stop petting that, Contessa?"
"Totodile!" declared the mini-alligator before it seemed to glow with an inner light and shift its form.
"Did that thing just double its size and pull mass in from nowhere?" asked Doctor Mother.
"Croconaw!" declared Contessa's pokemon, jumping off the table in order to hug its handler's leg.
"They do that," said Contessa, patting the pokemon's head. "Good girl."
The rest of the table watched as Contessa pulled a fedora out of a bag and settled into place on the Croconaw's head.
"Graaa!" said a very pleased-sounding Croconaw.
"'They do that.' So they have Changer ratings now too?" asked Doctor Mother, her forehead gently thumping into the table.
"Always have," pointed out Number Man. "Nintendo put out a book on evolutions and levelling. There's even a 'Pokemon For Dummies' book out now."
"This was not in the plan," mumbled Doctor Mother into the tabletop.
"The old plan sucked," said Number Man. "New plan increases survival rates by +20%."
"Clefairy!"
Doctor Mother's head slowly rose. "You got one of those..."
"Clefairy!" declared Clefairy.
"Funny thing. I was just walking through some tall grass," began Number Man.
(THUNK!) went Doctor Mother's head as she went back to resting it atop the table.