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>>4431665

The priest, who has now introduced himself as Father Gary, makes polite small talk as you follow him away from Greenbelt Park and back onto the streets of Staten Island. It takes around half an hour to reach his church, Independent Korean Baptist. Once inside, he clarifies that Pokemon, like people, can be healed through the grace of Christ and promises that, by attending his Bible study, you can learn these powers.

Despite Father Gary’s friendliness, your doubts about this whole thing have been growing – the weather is great today for fighting wild Pokemon and you’re uncertain how much you trust his claim that you can learn to heal Pokemon without going to a PokeCenter; still, you don’t have a Pokeball for Dauttata, so its worth a shot to find another way to heal her.


What would you like to do?
>Why did you come here to begin with? Politely refuse the Father and return to fighting people or Pokemon in a local park
>You were basically raised in the Church. Accept Father Gary’s offer and come to a weekly Bible study; you only hope that it doesn’t conflict with your other Church group!
>You were always skeptical about religion, but Pokemon appearing dispelled a lot of disbelief. It’s worth checking out Father Gary’s Bible study.

>>4431668
>>You were always skeptical about religion, but Pokemon appearing dispelled a lot of disbelief. It’s worth checking out Father Gary’s Bible study.

>>4431668
>You were always skeptical about religion, but Pokemon appearing dispelled a lot of disbelief. It’s worth checking out Father Gary’s Bible study.

>>4431668
>>You were basically raised in the Church. Accept Father Gary’s offer and come to a weekly Bible study; you only hope that it doesn’t conflict with your other Church group!


we are a good christian boy that loves Pokemon

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>Money: $5.30
>Pokeballs: Zero (0)

You were always skeptical about religion, but Pokemon appearing dispelled a lot of disbelief. You decide that it’s worth checking out Father Gary’s Bible study.

A smile breaks across the old man’s face and he tells you that it meets every Tuesday evening at the church. Fortunately, today is Tuesday and you’re only an hour early. Father Gary offers to spend that hour teaching you the skill of Laying on Hands. Although he says ‘teaching you the skill’, 50 minutes out of that hour have to be spent with your eyes glazing over as he recites scripture. Still, you really do feel something when you place your hands over Dauttata and recite psalms – like an heat coursing through your whole body!

>Skill gained! Faith healing – 10HP

Your brain is overloaded with Jesus by the time that Bible Study comes around, although, according to Father Gary, that’s the point. Father Gary introduces you to the group – all of them over 40 and not a Pokemon among them – and try not to fall asleep as they rattle off memorized quotes from a book you’ve never read. It is almost nightfall when the Bible study ends.

Would you like to?
>Go home, its late already and the city has only gotten more dangerous after dark
>Try to fight some more Pokemon now that it’s night
>Write in

>>4432053
>Go home, its late already and the city has only gotten more dangerous after dark
It was a good idea but it became quite retarded at the end. Side note, are we a goblin or a normal human now?

>>4432053
>Go home, its late already and the city has only gotten more dangerous after dark

>>4432075
We are fully 100% human. Pokemon are real, but that's the only thing that's different.

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The neighborhood you live in isn’t the best and the city can get kind of dangerous after the sun sets. You thank Father Gary for his time and promise to return next Tuesday, then rush home. You get home in time for dinner and avoid a scolding from your mother. For the first time in a number of days, you’re in bed at a reasonable hour, Momttata and her children curled up on the pillow beside your head.

You get an early start the next day, making a big breakfast of eggs and bacon for yourself and your Pokemon and leaving enough on the stove for your mother when she gets up. There are 321 days left until the next tournament. What would you like to do today?

>Go back to Greenbelt Park and fight more trainers
>Try to find and fight wild Pokemon
>Get a part-time job
>Go to another borough (costs money)
>Write in

>>4432143
>Get a part-time job
We need money guys so getting a job can cover that and our mom will be proud of us.
As I said multiple times in the first thread: get pokeball, go hospital, catch lampent. It’s a good mon.

>>4432143
>Get a part-time job
Let's see if they are hiring at the pokecenter we can help heal some pokemons if needed or just be an assistant or something

>>4432143
>Get a part-time job

>>4432136
based and red-pilled thanks for picking this up

>>4432143
>Get a part-time job

look for one that is cool with our pokemon

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You decide that, as much as you treasure you Rattata family, no one even qualified to the tournament with a Rattata. If you want to have a shot in Tokyo next year, you need to find some other Pokemon and to do that, you need Pokeballs, which means you need money, something you are devastatingly, hilariously low on. You resolve to head out to the nearest PokeCenter and see if they’re hiring.

Nurse Joy, who appeared as mysteriously as the Pokemon themselves, greets you at the front desk and asks if you need your Pokemon healed, but her expression doesn’t change from that broad, casual smile when you instead ask for a job. “Sure thing!” she says, “PokeCenters are very busy, so we always need more janitors.” You ask if there is some other job here, one that has to do with healing Pokemon, like Joy does. She fixes you with a sort of odd, blank look: “You don’t handle the Pokemon.”

You’re disappointed and more than a little bit weirded out, but a job is a job and now you get to spend three evenings a week, starting tonight, cleaning the bathrooms and warehouse of one of Staten Island’s PokeCenters. You have 8 or so hours until your first shift, what you would like to do before then.

>Go back to Greenbelt Park and fight more trainers
>Try to find and fight wild Pokemon
>Go to another borough (costs money)
>Write in

>>4433007
>go home and get some sleep if you are going to be up all night cleaning you will need energy
>cuddle with pokemon

>>4433041
Support
Also inform mom about it too

>>4433007
>Try to find and fight wild Pokemon

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Since you’ll be up past midnight with your new job at the PokeCenter, you decide to go home and take a nap. Your mother is at her own job, so you scribble a note to her on the fridge about your new job and why you’ll be home so late. Putting your pajamas back on, you take Momttata and Sonttata out of their Pokeballs so the whole family can curl up on your pillow.

Your alarm gets you up a bit before 4PM so you can have something to eat before running off to your job. The job is entirely mopping floors, cleaning windows, and sweeping and 0% dealing with Pokemon, but Dauttata seems to have fun leaping around after you and Nurse Joy hands you a stack of crisp bills at the end of the night. It’s about 1AM by the time you get home and collapse into bed, your Rattatas settling down beside you.

>$120 gained!

You wake up a bit later than usual and mark off another day on the calendar – only 321 days left until the next tournament. What would you like to do before your shift tonight?

>Go back to Greenbelt Park and fight more trainers
>Try to find and fight wild Pokemon
>Go to another borough (costs money)
>Write in

>>4433545
I forgot the name, but this is me. Official QM post, right here

>>4433545
how much is it for a pokeball? $300 or what?

>>4433594
Yeah, Pokeballs cost 300 clams.

On that note, since it is a long time until the tournament, if you ever want to set behavior for a couple of days (e.g., work the three days until we have enough for a Pokeball), just put that down, I'm open to however you guys want to play this one.

>>4433698
good to know,
>>4433545
>Go out in the neighborhood and find some quick jobs to complete for some extra cash

>>4433719
support, not a second job, but odd one off jobs we can do

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As nice as it was to get a job at the PokeCenter, you’re barely making enough to afford a Pokeball every week, let alone help mother out with rent or groceries. You decide that you need to start making some money on the side. Not another job – that wouldn’t leave you with enough time to become the best there ever was! – but some side gig or odd job you can do.

Mother suggests finding a street flyer or looking through the classifieds, but you can’t remember having seen either of those in your entire life outside of movies… still it does give you an idea. You open up Craigslist and scroll through the ‘jobs’ postings. It is the usual mix of actual jobs – not gigs and most asking for more years of experience than you’ve been alive for – ‘modeling’ gigs as a cover for pornography, and obvious scams. But there is one ad that catches your interest:
>Pokemon trainer wanted. No qualifications necessary. Discretion is a must.

It is followed by a telephone number, no other information.

You call the number and it rings for several minutes before a man picks up on the other end.

“Ho, what you want?!”

You stumble through an explanation about the ad and Craigslist and that you’re a Pokemon trainer. At the end, you remember the ad and tact on that you’re ‘very discrete’.

There is another extended pause from the phone and what sounds like shouting in the background. Then the man returns: “Yeah, yeah, yeah. Sounds good, kiddo. You’re our man for the job. All I needs you to do is go to 171 Ravenna Street and pick up a package, tell ‘em Vinny sent ya. Once you gots it, go to the Saint George bus terminal and wait for the number 44. Someone will get it and you’ll get a fat 200 smackaroos for your trouble and whatnot, capeesh?”

You’re not entirely sure you can trust the ad and the conversation has only made your more suspicious. Still, $200 just for delivering a package is nothing to sneeze at. Do you accept the job?

>yes
>no
>write in

>>4434579
>yes
Fuck it, we can just say we didn’t know what was in the package and we needed the money to the police.

>>4434579
>yes

>>4434579
>>yes
>>make the determination that the less you know about all of this, the better.

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You decide that this is an offer you can’t refuse and promise the man on the phone that you’ll get over to Ravenna Street ASAP. Dauttata clambers onto your shoulder and you head across town to get the package, telling no one – discretion, remember?

171 Ravenna Street is a run-down clapboard house in a neighborhood of the same. When you ring the doorbell, a squat balding man in a wifebeater quickly opens the door.

“Wadda you want?”

The smell of the man’s cologne hits you straight in the face and you cough a little. Seeing that his beady eyes on still locked on you, you suppress another cough and tell him that ‘Vinny sent you’. The little man nods and disappears back inside. He returns in another moment with a toaster-sized cardboard box. He hands it to you, then wordlessly disappears back inside. The smell of his cologne lingers.

It takes around hour or so walk to St. George’s bus terminal and, along the way, the box has given a number of distinctly un-box-like tremors that make you think something is alive in there. When you do arrive, you find the platform for the number 44 bus and sit down to wait. It is only a few minutes before another man with thick cologne, this one in a tracksuit, sits down next to you and says, “So, I hears yous got a package from Vinny?”

You slowly nod and pass the package to him. He takes it in his laps, then reaches into the tracksuit and pulls out a cigarette. As he lights it, you can’t help noticing he is directly beneath the terminal’s ‘no smoking’ sign. He begins talking, presumably to you, but facing forward:

“Good job kid, I like the hustle. The box didn’t, eh, cause ya any problems now, did it?”

Deciding that, with the emphasis that the ad put on discretion, it would be better to not tell him about the shaking, you answer no. Turning to face him, you say “The less I know about the box the better. I’m just here for the 200 dollars.”

Continuing to stare ahead, not at you, you raises his hands and lets out, “Eh! Ho! Mr. Discretion over here!” He reaching into the folds of the tracksuit again and pulls out an envelope that he hands to you:

“Pleasure working with you kid; you got real tight lips. Need more guys I can trust like that. You ever feel like making some more money, we’ll call ya. Always a job for a guy with, eh…, discretion.”

With that, he hops on the newly arrived 44 bus line and you’re alone on the bench with 200 dollars, cash.

>$200 gained!
>Total cash: $325.30

Is there anything else you’d like to do before your shift begins in the evening?

>Go back to Greenbelt Park and fight more trainers
>Try to find and fight wild Pokemon
>Go to another borough (costs money)
>Write in

>>4434823
>>Go back to Greenbelt Park and fight more trainers, don't put up any money.

>>Whatever this was it is clearly bad news and you want nothing more to do with it.

>>give your own pokemon a hug and try not to think about the implication of what went down here.

>>4434823
>>Try to find and fight wild Pokemon

>>4434844
+1
Also make sure to buy a poke ball with our money and keep it for when we leave our shift. I got an idea.

>>4434823
>Try to find and fight wild Pokemon

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You get out of the St. George bus terminal as quickly as you can, holding Dauttata tight to your chest and trying not to think about what you might have been involved in. That $200 is a real opportunity for you, though, and you rush to the nearest PokeMart and hand over $300 for another Pokeball.

>Money: $25.30
>Pokeballs: One (1)

There are still a good number of hours before your shift starts, so you head on over to Greenbelt Park to fight some more trainers. You take a look at who is there today and decide to fight:

>an old man with a shapeless fisherman’s hat and a Pokemon in the nearby pond
>a teenager with a Caterpie
>a woman with a Pidgey

Do you want to bet money on the fight (yes/no) and, if so, how much?

>>4435315
>a teenager with a Caterpie

>>4435315
>a teenager with a Caterpie
Momtatta can handle that.
Here is the plan with the pokéball I mentioned earlier, we wait until our shift is done and by that time it will be around 1. We go to the local hospital and catch a lampent. I read the Pokédex and I will not stop.

>>4435315
>>a teenager with a Caterpie
no money, we still need to train up out pokemon first

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You go up to the young man with the Caterpie, he looks like he’s just a bit younger than you. He looks up as you approach him and picks his Caterpie up off the ground. You ask if he wants to fight and, after a moment of confusion when he appears to think about human fighting rather than Pokemon, gleefully accepts your offer.

He sets the Caterpie back down on the ground. You call Momttata out of her Pokeball and set her down across a small patch of dirt. Fortunately, this part of the park is covered with garbage, which should make Momttata feel comfortable.

What do you have Momttata do?

>Wait for Caterpie to act
>Attack with Headbutt
>Attack with Tackle
>Attack with Sand Attack
>write in

>>4435870
>have Momttata go in for a first strike Tackle

>>4435870
>Attack with Tackle

Okay, roll a d100 for the attack

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>4435870
>Attack with Sand Attack

Thanks to the anon who rolled.

I should probably go over the mechanics at this point, so that people know what rolls are happening. Pokemon is pretty nice in that there are already stats (HP, Attack, Speed, etc.) that I'll be using in the game. Most combat will be based around either Attack and Defense or Special Attack and Special Defense. The rolls are out of the maximum score, so our Momttata has 32 attack, meaning we role a d32 for her. Damage is calculated based on the difference between the attack roll and the defense roll.

I'll be rolling for the Caterpie. Since our gal Momttata got a higher Speed roll than the Caterpie, we go first. It'll be our Attack roll (out of the max attack score) against the Caterpie's defense roll (out of its max defense score).

So, now that that is all squared away, could I please have a roll from a d32 for our Momttata's attack?

Rolled 24 (1d32)

>>4436022
As you wish QM, let’s destroy this caterpillar

Rolled 3 (1d32)

>>4436022

Rolled 7 (1d32)

>>4436022
no problems qm

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>>4436074
>Momttata rolled 24!
> Caterpie rolled 5!

Momttata locks her eyes on the Caterpie in front of her and immediately tenses. It seems like being face to face with a bug has triggered some kind of primal instinct in her. On your signal, she lunges forward and tackles the Caterpie. The force of her attack pushes the Caterpie back several feet and she lands on top of it, holding its face in her claws.

The Caterpie tries to shake Momttata off its back and onto the ground!

>please roll a d21 for Momttata’s defense

>>4436076
>>4436078
And I'm going to keep your rolls for Momttata's next attack, so the quest can go through combat more rapidly.

Rolled 2 (1d21)

>>4436121

Rolled 10 (1d21)

>>4436121

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>>4436124

>Momttata rolled 2!
>Caterpie rolled 6!

The other trainer’s Caterpie manages to convulse with enough force that, even with her claws, Momttata cannot hold on and is thrown off onto the ground below. She quickly gets up and dusts herself off for another attack.

>Attack with Headbutt
>Attack with Tackle
>Attack with Sand Attack
>write in

Rolled 2 (1d21)

>>4436121
>>4436123
ok, but only if rolls take longer to come

>>4436131
>Attack with Headbutt

>>4436132
Yeah, sure. I'm fine with that.
Then please roll a d32 for Momttata's attack and, if there isn't one after a while, I'll use an old roll.

Rolled 17 (1d32)

>>4436142

Rolled 22 (1d32)

>>4436142

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>Momttata rolled 17!
>Caterpie rolled 12!

Momttata briefly backs up on her haunches and then, at the distance of less than a foot, slams her head into the flank of the Caterpie still writhing on the ground.

It wheezes slightly – you don’t know Caterpie could wheeze – and its abdomen pulsates oddly. It shoots a strand of webbing at Momttata!

>please roll a d23 for Momttata’s Special Defense

Rolled 12 (1d23)

>>4436158

Rolled 11 (1d23)

>>4436158

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>>4436182

>Momttata rolled 12!
>Caterpie rolled 6!

Your Ratttata senses that odd change in the Caterpie well before you do and leaps clear of the sticky strand where her tail used to be. She wheels back around to face the Caterpie and readies herself for another attack.

>Attack with Headbutt
>Attack with Tackle
>Attack with Sand Attack
>write in

And please, roll a d32 for Momttata’s attack.

Rolled 23 (1d32)

>>4436197
>Attack with Headbutt

Rolled 20 (1d32)

>>4436197
>Attack with Tackle

I have work in the morning and have to call it a night. If there isn't a tie-breaking vote when I wake up, I'll flip a coin to decide which attack Momttata does.

Rolled 7 (1d32)

>>4436197
>Headbutt

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>>4436200

>Momttata rolled 23!
>Caterpie rolled 13!

Momttata takes off at a run toward the Caterpie, still lying on its side, and again slams the crown of her skull into it, pushing it back across the patch of bare dirt. The Caterpie is flipped over by the impact and stops moving.

“Caterpie!” The bug trainer runs over and grabs it off the ground. He raises his face to look at you: “Darn it, I thought I had a chance against you; everyone else has a Pidgey and my bug Pokemon don’t stand a chance. If you can still beat me like you did, that Rattata must be something strong!” You take the compliment and tell him a little bit about your Rattata. At this point Momttata has calmed down and is preening herself in your arms, evidently proud of her victory. You give her a little stick of carrot you’ve been carrying around as a reward and Dauttata jumps down from your shoulders to share the treat. You decide to complete the family moment and let Sonttata out from his Pokeball to share.

>Momttata advanced to Level 5!

There isn’t really enough time to do anything else before your shift, so you continue hanging out at the park with your Rattata family until its time to go to work. It passes uneventfully and Nurse Joy hands you another stack of crisp bills for your trouble.

>$120 gained!

Is there anything you’d like to do before heading to bed?

>Nah, just go to sleep
>Search for wild Pokemon (where?)
>Buy something at the PokeMart
>write it

>>4436472
>Search for wild Pokemon at the Hospital
Lampent now
It’s the best championship tier mon I know dwells in cities

>>4436472
>workout with your pokemon, a strong body will help us and we can train out pokemon at the same time.

>>4436490

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>Money: $145.30
>Pokeballs: One (1)

As much as you love your Rattata family – and you do love them – you’re never going to win the tournament without more powerful Pokemon. A Pidgey or a Caterpie or a Grimer (the East River is full of them) isn’t going to cut it either, though. You head out to Staten Island University Hospital to see if there are any ghost-type Pokemon hanging around the sick beds. Normally doctors try to keep them away, but the problem is still too recent for people to have really done anything about it.

Upon entering the hospital, you put on the best show you can of pretending to know where you’re going and make your way through the labyrinthine corridors of the hospitals, keeping an eye out for Pokemon. It seems like the staff must have a few Pokemon on patrol because there are no Pokemon you can see, that is, until you find your way to the basement. You didn’t even mean to come this far down the stairwell, but now you’re here and floating slightly off the ground in front of you is a Litwick.

You’re not sure how strong it is, but there is no way you could take on a fully-developed Lampent with your current, so this might be your best shot. Do you fight the Litwick?

>No
>Yes (what Pokemon do you use?)

>>4436725
>>Yes (what Pokemon do you use?)
Momttata

>>4436748
Support
We are gonna get this mon

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You’re not going to let this opportunity get away! You grab your Pokeball and release Momttata. She looks expectantly around the room and then up at you – its almost like she can’t see the Litwick…

The Litwick’s reaction is just as odd. Whereas the other wild Pokemon you’ve found have been itching to fight, it just floats slightly off the floor, oblivious to both you and your Rattata. That’s fine, it just gives you the element of surprise…

What attack should Momttata use?

>>Attack with Headbutt
>Attack with Tackle
>Attack with Sand Attack
>Screw attacking it, throw your Pokeball
>write in

If you decide to attack, please roll a d54 for Momttata’s attack

I feel like I should share some other mechanics that might not be clear. I kept Pokemon types from the games, so as a normal-type and a ghost-type, there actually isn’t much that Litwick and Rattata can do to hurt each other since both are immune to the other’s attack type.

Don’t let that discourage you, though! You’re trying to capture this Pokemon, not necessarily defeat it in battle and you can throw the Pokeball and try to capture it at any time. The problem with this is, of course, that the Pokeball might not work and, if the Pokemon escapes, that Pokeball is ruined and you’re out a $300 investment.

Also, since this is a fight against a wild Pokemon, not a formal battle, feel free to use more than one Pokemon. If you want Sonttata and Dauttata out here, call them out.

Rolled 34 (1d54)

>>4436812
>Attack with Sand Attack
If I remember correctly physical attacks won't work so let's do this

Rolled 20, 15, 50 = 85 (3d54)

>>4436812
>Send out all 3 rattatas and use sand attack
Can we capture the litwick while it’s fainted?

>>4436852
I know you can't do that in the Pokemon games, but I see no reason why not.

>>4436855
That makes this easier.
It’s probably to add more difficulty. In every other poké media though they allow it.

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Attacking a ghost-type Pokemon using normal-type Pokemon, you really got yourself into a bind this time, but, still, you refuse to let an opportunity as good as this Litwick pass you by. Besides that, you have a plan.

You instruct Momttata to start kicking up sand and dust at the enemy. She looks around in confusion – right! She can’t sense the Litwick – but with your coaching does start kicking up dust and directing it in the direction of the Litwick. You take Dauttata out of your pocket and let Sonttata out of his Pokeball, putting them both on the ground next to their mother and instructing them to kick up dirt in the same direction. Together they are raining a storm of dust down on the Litwick.

>Momttata rolled 34!
>Litwick rolled 10!

>Sonttata rolled 20!
>Litwick rolled 15!

>Dauttata rolled 15!
>Litwick rolled 72!

The Litwick panics as it is suddenly caught up in a storm of debris and greyish dust from the stairs. It still does not seem to recognize the Rattata as a potential threat, but, in its frantic state, it lets off a thick, oily vapor from its flame.

>Litwick’s Smog missed!

Fortunately for you, the mini dust storm your Rattatas are generating pushes the smoke in a different direction.

What would you like to do next? (You can assign different actions to different Pokemon)

>Attack with Headbutt
>Attack with Tackle
>Attack with Sand Attack
>Throw your Pokeball
>write in

>>4436893
>Attack with Sand Attack
I more before throwing

>>4436933
Support

Rolled 54, 41, 25 = 120 (3d54)

>>4436893
>>4437008
forgot to roll

Rolled 44, 18, 28 = 90 (3d54)

>>4436933
support as well

>>4436893
QM flake time?

>Momttata rolled 54!
>Litwick rolled 22!

>Sonttata rolled 41!
>Litwick rolled 71!

>Dauttata rolled 25!
>Litwick rolled 81!


You order your Rattata family to keep up the shower of dust and they, true to their burrowing instincts, keep it up. Unfortunately, the younger ones don’t seem to understand your insistence on focusing the dust on that one thing-that-they-can’t-see. One Momttata keeps up her shower focus on the Litwick. It seems more than enough, however, as the Litwick is actively confused. It tries letting off more smoke, but again, far away from your Rattata family.

>Litwick’s Smog missed!

What would you like to do next? (You can assign different actions to different Pokemon)

>Attack with Headbutt (roll d54 for Momttata, d23 for Sonttata or Dauttata)
>Attack with Tackle (roll d54 for Momttata, d23 for Sonttata or Dauttata)
>Attack with Sand Attack (roll d54 for Momttata, d10 for Sonttata, and d12 for Dauttata)
>Throw your Pokeball (roll d100)
>write in

Sorry for the break in posting. Your QM had a huge work assignment over the weekend

Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>4440187
>Throw your Pokeball (roll d100)
Ok QM, but try to give us a sign next time :p

Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>4440187
>Throw your Pokeball (roll d100)

>>4440226
Yeah, I think we caught it.

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>4440187
>>Throw your Pokeball (roll d100)

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Squinting your eyes to over any dust interfering with your aim, you follow the panicking Litwick’s irregular motion and, when the time is just right, lob your Pokeball at the thing. It hits it dead on and the opens as the Litwick gets sucked inside.

The ball lies still on the dust-strewn concrete floor. Then it begins shaking. You hold your breath; the wobbling goes on for maybe half a minute and then, finally, stops. Calling back your Rattatas, you retrieve the Pokeball and your new Litwick.

>You caught a Litwick!

It has been a long night and, if you don’t want to be completely trashed come morning, you need to get back to bed. You make your way back through the hospital, eventually finding the exit and walk home, sneaking your way over the creaky floor of your apartment. You sleep well, your Rattata family, still slightly dusty, curled up on the pillow beside your head.

By the time you wake up the next day it is past noon and you’re alone in the apartment. You only have a few hours before your shift starts, but there is nothing against making full use of it. After all, there are only 320 days until the next Tournament.

What would you like to do today?

>Go to Greenbelt Park and fight more trainers
>Try to find and fight wild Pokemon
>Work out with your Pokemon
>Write in

>>4440885
>Work out with your Pokemon
Some trainging, knowing and understanding the mons better

>>4440885
>Work out with your Pokemon

>>4440885
>Work out with your Pokemon
Also what moveset does our lit wick know?

>>4440885
>>4440923
Are there some pokelogists? Scientists who research pokemon? Or just people "know that after X they pokemon Y knows move Z"?

>>4440885
>>Work out with your Pokemon

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You decide to spend what little time you have today working out with your Pokemon and doing a bit of at-home training. You’ve never been the athletic type and New York doesn’t give you a lot of chances to do anything besides walk, but its time to change all that. Being a Pokemon trainer takes some endurance after all and, right now, you’re at about nil.

You let your Rattatas out of their Pokeballs and gather them around you to train. You begin with push-ups. You’re not sure if that’s a tough exercise for a Pokemon or not, but they’re certainly doing much better than you are – less than 10 and you’re winded; fuck, you’re out of shape!

Sit-ups don’t go much better, but… um… something, something, you have to do it every day. Either way, your Rattatas seem to be having a great time. Maybe now would be a good time to introduce them to the Ltiwick. You grab the Pokeball and let your Litwick out into the world.

>What would you like to name your Litwick?

It takes several seconds of staring at the group on your floor to realize that neither your Litwick nor the Rattatas can see one another. Okay, well, so much for super-best-friendship, but that’s not going to stop you from training. You set out a piece of cardboard and order Litwick to attack. You note down all of Litwick’s reaction – screaming at it, releasing noxious fumes that force you to open a window, sending out small flames that you quickly rush to put out – and determine that its current move set is Astonish, Smog, and Ember.

Your morning training gives you just enough time to hope in the shower and rush off to work, Dauttata around your neck. You are around 6 hours into your shift when you get a phone call. You know that you’re not supposed to answer your phone on shift, but you’re a janitor and no one is around anyway. You accept the call and hear a familiar voice on the other end:

“Ey, Mr. Discretion, how’s it going along? Don’t answer, no time to chat. Look, we got another job for ya. You in or what?”

How do you respond?

>Yes
>No, I’m not interested
>No, I’m at work
>write in

>>4440927
Good question anon.
I just had you try out moves, but there are people who will know what moves different Pokemon can try. That information is out there and you can try and see what moves your Pokemon are strong enough to learn.

Also, Pokelogists are definitely a thing, probably worth checking out one of the universities.

Name him Gasper
>>4441202
>No, I’m at work
Let’s not go ditching this job just because the other service pays higher

>>4441202
>No, I’m at work

>>4441202
>>No, I’m not interested
getting deeper involved with this is a terrible idea

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You honestly never expected to hear from these people again; I mean, that was the point of the whole ‘discretion is a must’ bit, right? But here they are, calling you close to midnight. After recovering from your first shock, you tell the voice on the other end that you’re at work and can’t do anything for them right now.

The voice at the other end scoffs: “Work. He’s at work he says.” You the phone being set down and, most distantly, someone shout, “Hey, Louie! Get a load of this: He’s says he’s ‘at work’!” The voice returns to the phone and sneers at you, “Oh yeah, you little punk. Work where?”

Straightening yourself up – although he, obviously, cannot see you – you politely and firmly respond that you work at a PokeCenter and cannot leave work early. At this, there is a silence on the other end… Finally, he talks again: “PokeCenter, you say?”

You already feel like you regret giving out that piece of information, it’s just you don’t like having your integrity questioned like that is all. The phone line is live again, “Hey kid, listen up. I think it’s mighty interesting yous workings at a PokeCenter and all. I would be awful glad to hear about what an interesting experience you got and what-not. How about, you come on overs to Mary’s, the Italian place on Monahan Avenue, at 11 AM, tomorrows, and tell us about your experience workings at that there PokeCenter. Trust me, food’s great and, uh… I think that you probably deserve a little something for contributing your experiences to such interested parties.”

You can’t tell if he’s being ironic or not. Like, honestly, its very difficult to tell. But the offer of money sounded real and the original ad did ask for Pokemon trainers, so maybe someone there does have an interest. You don’t get a chance to answer; the line suddenly goes dead. I guess you’ll just have to decide later.

You barely notice the next two hours; the phone call is still playing through your mind. At the end of the day, you collect your $120 from Nurse Joy and walk out into the street.

>$120 gained!

Is there anything you’d like to do before heading to bed?

>Nah, just go to sleep
>Search for wild Pokemon (where?)
>Buy something at the PokeMart
>write it

>>4441569
>Nah, just go to sleep
we are never going to communicate with these guys ever again

>>4441569
>Nah, just go to sleep

>>4441569
>Nah, just go to sleep

>>4441569
>>Nah, just go to sleep


>>4441575
>we are never going to communicate with these guys ever again
I would like to agree, but you guys voted to tell them we where at work as the reason we couldn't make the job, not that we wanted out. frankly, at this stage I don't know if we can, refuse.

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You’re still a bit burnt out from the adventures in the hospital last night, so you decide to call it a day and head straight to bed. You awake, refreshed and with an entirely free day ahead of you.

>Money: $265.30
>Pokeballs: Zero (0)
>319 Days until the Tournament

You actually have two decisions ahead of you today, one of which is looming over your mind like a storm cloud. Are you going to go to lunch at Mary’s at 11AM or are you going to refuse the offer?

>Go to Mary’s for your 11AM lunch
>Don’t go to Mary’s
>Contact someone for advice (who?)
>write in

However, regardless of your decision, you still have some time before 11AM and a whole day after it. What would you like to do today?

>Go to Greenbelt Park and fight more trainers
>Try to find and fight wild Pokemon
>Work out with your Pokemon
>Go to another borough (costs money)
>Write in

>>4442334
>Go to Mary’s for your 11AM lunch
Yes, I know it is MAFIA BUT at least we can listen to them and try (or not) to explain that we only needed to make a quick $ (I know it will not work for them..)

>Try to find and fight wild Pokemon

>>4442334
>Don’t go to Mary’s
Fuck the mob they don’t know where we live, I think
>Try to find and fight wild Pokemon
Bug Pokémon to be specific, we can train up our litwick by spamming ember.

>>4442334
>>Don’t go to Mary’s
>Work out with your Pokemon

>>4442334
>Go to Mary’s for your 11AM lunch

>Go to Greenbelt Park and fight more trainers

I'll put it like this if we go for the mob route then we are staying on the mob route because once we are in it there is no getting out of it. So unless you want to end up jailed or dead in a job gone wrong. we need to stay clear of the mob.

>>4442605
I just wanna talk to them, no need to compromise

Rolled 1 (1d2)

This has been up for a while and people are still divided, so I'm going to flip a coin for whether or not we go to Mary's for lunch.

1 for Mary's
2 for not going to Mary's

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You decide to head over to Mary’s Italian Restaurant and see what the strange men want, plus you have a feeling that this is one of those offers you can’t refuse. You have some time before the meeting, so you decide to go out and try to fight some Pokemon to train up for new Litwick, Gaspar.

Pokemon are all over new NYC, but you’ve got your heart set on fighting more Bug Pokemon, so its back to Greenbelt Park for you. After pushing into the underbrush away from one of the paths, you encounter a small bundle of trash. Now, this isn’t uncommon – much of the park is covered with trash – but this bundle has eyes and seems to be shaking in anticipation.

Do you want to fight Burmy?

If yes, which Pokemon(s) would you like to use?

>>4442712
Yes and send out Litwick

>>4442740
+1

>>4442740
support

>>4442625
You sweat summer child

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You pull out a Pokeball and release your new Litwick onto the damp leaf pile next to the Burmy. The Burmy’s little grubby eyes are locked on Litwick, but it isn’t doing anything at the moment. Looks like you have the first move.

What do you direct Litwick to do?

>Smog (roll d94)
>Astonish (roll d41)
>Ember (roll d94)
>Wait for the Burmy to make a move

Rolled 21 (1d41)

>>4442810
>Astonish (roll d41)

Rolled 13 (1d94)

>>4442810
>Ember (roll d94)

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>Gaspar rolled 21!
>Burmy used Protect!

For a moment, the two Pokemon stare down at each other, then, all at once, your Litwick’s face disappears. Like, just up and vanishes, leaving the Burmy staring at a regular candle.

You nearly jump out of your skin when, the next second, Gaspar’s face reemerges and lets out a horrific, high-pitched shriek. The Burmy, however, tucks its face away inside a layer of garbage, again leaving your Litwick with the initiative.

What do you direct Litwick to do?

>Smog (roll d94)
>Astonish (roll d41)
>Ember (roll d94)
>Wait for the Burmy to make a move

Rolled 71 (1d94)

>>4442868
>Ember (roll d94)

Rolled 1 (1d94)

>>4442868
>Ember (roll d94)

>>4442868
>>Ember (roll d94)

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>Gaspar rolled 71!
>Burmy used Protect (failed)!
>Burmy rolled 4!

This time, you instruct your Litwick to attack more directly, with fire. Gaspar puffs up the ghostly-white flame on the top of its head and, as he does so, little lashes of burning-hot fire fly out and beginning eating up the leaves around the Burmy. Soon, the trash covering the Burmy catches too, letting out a horrid stench. The Burmy remains tucked inside its burning trash cacoon, leaving Gaspar able to act.

What do you direct Gaspar to do?

>Smog (roll d94)
>Astonish (roll d41)
>Ember (roll d94)
>Wait for the Burmy to make a move

Rolled 50 (1d94)

>>4443102
>Ember (roll d94)

Rolled 41 (1d94)

>>4443102
>Smog (roll d94)

>>4443133
Support
But let’s try not to cause a giant fire

>>4443199
roll as well my dude

Rolled 23 (1d94)

>>4443102
>>4443206
Aight

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>Gaspar rolled 50!
>Burmy rolled 31!

You goad on Gaspar, urging him to direct more and more of his ghostly flames towards the acrid-smelling pile of burning garbage in which the Burmy is hiding. All at once, the flames vanish into thin air, leaving behind only burned leaves and trash. The flame on Gaspar’s head, however, has gotten brighter and continues to glow a blinding white. You know that Gaspar, as a Litwick, feeds on the life energies of other Pokemon, but, still, it is a little disturbing to watch knowing that vital essence is being drained out of something living in that heap of trash. You call Gaspar back to his Pokeball.

>Gaspar advanced to Level 10!

An alarm goes off on your phone: Oh shoot! The lunch at Mary’s starts in half an hour, so you’d better hustle if you don’t want to keep these ‘interested persons’ waiting. You get to Mary’s Restaurant a few minutes early and, just peering through the window, you see that any issues you might have imagined about identifying your mysterious hosts were misplaced: occupying a prominent booth in the center of the restaurant are a group of men in tracksuits, gold chains, and heavily-greased hair.

A bell tinkles as you enter, but the group of men don’t even look up until you, slender and under 6 foot, are standing awkwardly at the edge of the booth. One of them catches your eye and loudly says, “Fellas, look! It’s Mr. Discretion himself! Come on and have yourself a seat down there, over here,” and gestures to an open spot on the right bench. The men quiet down a bit and the same man introduces himself as Tony and explains that, as Pokemon enthusiasts themselves, he and his friends are interested in the workings of a PokeCenter and would be obliged if you’d tell them a bit about it. At ‘obliged’, one of the other men reaches into his tracksuit, pulls out another envelope bristling with bills and sets it down on the table.

What would you like to tell them?

>Nothing, just get up and leave
>Tell them about your job, but keep it vague
>Answer whatever questions they ask
>write in

>>4443466
Forgot my stamp again, this is Pokemon QM

>>4443466
>Answer whatever questions they ask
Just be truthful and hopefully we don’t get hurt.

>>4443466
>Answer whatever questions they ask
After this tell them that we arent interested in any more work from them

>>4443466
>Tell them about your job, but keep it vague

>>4443466
>Answer whatever questions they ask
We're just a janitor, we don't know shit.

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Stuttering a bit at first, you talk about what PokeCenters do and your job there. As you talk about being a janitor, you can see their eyes collectively glaze over – so much for being interested persons. After you are done, Tony flaps his hand in the air and says, “Oh, yeah, uh, fascinating. Thanks kid. Hey, when you were, eh, doing all these interesting things, do you happen to get a sense of how the place is laid out? Sal over here is an architect, right Sal?” At this a fat man at the far end from you lets out a low harrumph.

You make a sketch of the building and the rooms, as you remember them. The other questions are equally odd: they ask you a lot about doors, Nurse Joy’s location, the warehouse, and how many people are in the building at certain hours. All in all, it adds up to a bad feeling in the pit of your stomach. You are glad when the questioning ends.

Clapping his hands together, Tony looks you in the eye and says, “Thank you, again, for your time. I know it was certainly most, eh, illuminating to myself and my fellow Pokeman enthusiasts over here.” Grabbing the envelope from the edge of the table, he slides it toward you and says, “Here’s a little token of our gratitude.”

Now this is bad. You know that something isn’t right here, hasn’t been right the whole time. You push the envelope away, back toward Tony and his friends: “Sorry. I appreciate this, but this was just a friendly conversation, that’s all. I’m not interested in any more work from you.”

Surprisingly, it works. Tony looks miffed and you hear grumbling from elsewhere on the table, but Tony throws up his hands and says, “Fine by me kiddo, you do you. Just, eh, remember Mr. Gwan that these ‘friendly conversations’ remains strict confidential, capeesh?” Thinking you got away unscathered from a pretty dangerous situation, you hurriedly nod and remove yourself from the restaurant.

Its still pretty early in the day. What would you like to do during the rest of it?

>Go to Greenbelt Park and fight more trainers
>Try to find and fight wild Pokemon
>Work out with your Pokemon
>Go to another borough (costs money)
>Write in

>>4444051
>Go to Greenbelt Park and fight more trainers
Find ones that use bug types or grass types.
Also do we have a drivers licence and some vehicle to use?

>>4444051
Another question: do TMs and stones exist because we need a stone to get Chandelure and all of his good moves are TMs

>>4444051
>Go to Greenbelt Park and fight more trainers

>>4444069
>>4444083

Good questions, anon.

Firstly: no, sadly as a resident of New York City, we have neither a driver's license nor a car. Additionally, we have only a vague idea of how to operate a motor vehicle, having only kind of driven once when we visited cousins in Tenafly, New Jersey.

Stones do exist in this world and, depending on the stone, can be a rare or common commodity. You still need a Dusk Stone to evolve to Chandelure and will have to worry about getting that at some point, either through purchase or exploration.

I'm doing moves a bit differently to match the anime more than the games, but TMs will still be a thing. It with either be an item or an opportunity to learn a new move that your Pokemon would not otherwise know.

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You compulsively look back over your shoulder as you get further and further from the restaurant. To his credit, Tony seemed pretty chill about letting you go, but there is something paranoid in you and you keep looking for the black van to swoop in and take you away.

You reach Greenbelt Park, not even fully aware of where your feet were taking you, and no van has yet materialized. Even if not consciously, Greenbelt Park is where you want to spent the rest of the day, though, testing our strength against other trainers.

Which trainer would you like to challenge?
>an old man with a shapeless fisherman’s hat and a Pokemon in a nearby pond
>a woman with a Pidgey
>a woman with a Seedot


Would you like to bet money and, if so, how much?
>Yes (amount)
>No

>>4444174
>a woman with a Seedot
>Yes ($20)
When is the closest day we don’t have work? I have an idea to get us a good mon and it requires us to get a bus ride to somewhere close that has a beach with caves.

>>4444174
>a woman with a Seedot
How much money do we have ?

>>4444189
support

wow we made it out

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>Money: $265.30

You walk up to a middle-aged woman in jeans and a plaid shirt sitting under a broad oak tree. The sound of leaves crunching under her feet causes her to look up and she bursts out, “Oh, you look like you’re from around here, do you want to duel? I’ve never dueled with a new New Yorker before and I just can’t go back to Jersey until I have!”

You take $20 out of your wallet and hold it up: “How about these stakes? Whoever wins gets the twenty.” She hurriedly agrees and calls her Seedot out of the nearby oak tree. You square up over a patch of dead leaves.

Which Pokemon would you like to use? (Choose one and roll the indicated die to see who goes first)

>Momttata (d71)
>Sonttata (d29)
>Dauttata (d28)
>Gaspar (d44)

Rolled 26 (1d44)

>>4444846
>Gaspar

Rolled 1 (1d44)

>>4444846
>Gaspar

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You release Gaspar from his Pokeball and he arrays himself on the leaves opposite your opponent’s Seedot. On the count of three, the match starts.

>Gaspar rolled 26!
>Seedot rolled 56!

The New Jerseyite across from you shouts at her Seedot to, “give him everything you’ve got!” And in front, no your eyes aren’t mistaking you, the Seedot visibly grows. Both Pokemon are pretty small, but Seedot is definitely the larger of the two now. Normally, your little candle is calm, but Gaspar is positively agitated at this and his little face keeps appearing and reappearing on the side facing you, like he wants to do something and is waiting for your permission.

What would you like Gaspar to do?

>Astonish (d58)
>Smog (d134)
>Ember (d134)
>Let Gaspar do his thing
>Wait for Seedot to make a move

>>4445096
>Let Gaspar do his thing
I trust him

Rather than giving a specific command, you nod to your Litwick and with an expression that looks like joy – its really difficult to tell with him – the face again disappears from the side of his body facing you.

A cloud of white smoke then begins to stream up from his flame, engulfing his body. It lasts only for a second or two, but at the end, unmistakably, Gaspar is significantly smaller, almost the size of a regular candle now.

>Gaspar learned Minimize!

Your Pokemon stare at each other across the leaves, Seedot now towering over your diminutive Litwick.

Seedot shifts its weight onto its right foot and begins pivoting around this point, building up speed rapidly. As it body becomes a blur, Seedot throw itself forward onto the ground, barreling straight toward Gaspar!

>Please roll d140 for Gaspar’s defense

>>4445096
>>Ember (d134)

Rolled 92 (1d140)

>>4445143

Rolled 17 (1d140)

>>4445143
Let's go smol fella

>Seedot rolled 77!
>Gaspar rolled 92!

You shout at Gaspar to move out of the way of Seedot’s Rollout, but… he’s not there. You spot, him, now, almost miraculously, on the other side of the rolling Seedot. His size makes your Litwick even harder to keep track of, for both yourself and the enemy.

What would you like Gaspar to do?

>>Astonish (d58)
>Smog (d134)
>Ember (d134)
>Minimize
>Wait for Seedot to make a move

Rolled 50 (1d134)

>>4445236
>Smog (d134)

>Gaspar rolled 50!
>Seedot rolled 6!

You shout at Gaspar to attack Seedot and, from the other side of Seedot’s rolling body, Gaspar begins letting out a cloud of putrid, oily smoke from its wick. Rather than rising like regular smoke, the cloud stays low to the ground and covers the patch of leaves on which the match is taking place. Seedot’s rolling stops as it begins shaking in what you assume is that Pokemon’s version of a cough.

The other Pokemon manages to right itself after a moment and sets up looking toward Gaspar. Something changes in the atmosphere, but you couldn’t quite say what – maybe a pressure drop? The smog disperses a little and you notice something about Gaspar’s flame, it is flickering and seems to be moving toward Seedot.

>Please roll d136 for Gaspar’s defense

Rolled 75 (1d136)

>>4445281

Rolled 78 (1d136)

>>4445281

>Seedot rolled 4!
>Gaspar rolled 75!

The oily smog continues to disperse in the bright, sunny day, revealing the two Pokemon locked in some sort of weird staring contest, Gaspar’s flame slightly wavering. Seedot seems to be still for the movement, so its your chance to strike.

What would you like Gaspar to do?

>Astonish (d58)
>Smog (d134)
>Ember (d134)
>Minimize
>Wait for Seedot to make a move

Rolled 31 (1d134)

>>4445459
>Ember (d134)

>Gaspar rolled 31!
>Seedot rolled 4!

Still wavering slightly toward the Seedot, Gaspar’s flame burns a blinding white and long licks of fire flicker out of it. The ghostly fire plays along the dead leaves and onto Seedot, finally breaking your foe’s concentration as it hops around, seeking to extinguish the flames.

Seedot drops to its side, probably to stop-drop-and-roll the flames out, but his trainer calls out something to him and his safety maneuver changes into something. Seedot starts spinning a lot faster and then launches off, again barreling straight toward Gaspar.

>Please roll d140 for Gaspar’s defense

Rolled 41 (1d140)

>>4445498
Lone rolling is scary

Rolled 114 (1d140)

>>4445498
>>4445507
I’m here anon

Rolled 71 (1d140)

>>4445498

>Seedot rolled 50!
>Gaspar rolled 41!

The rapidly rotating Seedot rams past Gaspar, hitting a glancing blow that knocks your Litwick on its side.

Your Pokemon rights itself, just in time for you to see Seedot turning around for another attack.

What would you like Gaspar to do?

>Astonish (d58)
>Smog (d134)
>Ember (d134)
>Minimize

Also, please roll another d140 for Gaspar’s defense

Rolled 60 (1d134)

>>4445536
>Ember (d134)
Burn baby burn

Rolled 83 (1d140)

>>4445536

Rolled 3 (1d134)

>>4445536
>Ember (d134)

Rolled 43 (1d140)

>>4445536
btw why didn't you use the 114 roll OP ?

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>Gaspar rolled 60!
>Seedot rolled 11!

Gaspar’s face materializes on the side of his body facing the approaching Seedot and, again, his wick lights up like a miniature bonfire. Trails of flame lash out at Seedot, covering it in queer whitish flames as it passes close.

>Seedot rolled 21!
>Gaspar rolled 83!

The fire obviously distracts Seedot, despite its speed, as it first veers off course and then dramatically slows down next to and little behind Gaspar. At it comes to a stop, the flames disappear, and you notice how still and silent the Seedot is. His trainer notices too and rushes forward: “Oh my goodness! Darcy, are you alright?!”

There is only a faint response and the woman rapidly pulls out her Pokeball and recalls Seedot. Still breathing hard, the woman looks up at you and says, “You’re the real deal alright. I’ve never fought such a hard match in Jersey. Here,” she hands you a crumpled twenty-dollar bill, “you definitely earned it.”

>Money: $285.30
>Gaspar advanced to level 12!

You don’t have work or Bible study today, so you can do a lot more. How would you like to spend the next portion of the day?

>Fight more trainers in Greenbelt Park
>Try to find and fight wild Pokemon
>Work out with your Pokemon
>Go to another borough (costs money)
>Write in

>>4445574
I use the first role for each thing.

Originally I was going to save rolls as a reserve, but another anon pointed out that that can lead to people based their decisions off the reservoir of rolls, so (unless no one is rolling for a long time) I'll be asking for new rolls every time one is needed and using the first one.

>>4445588
>Fight more trainers in Greenbelt Park
>$20 bet
Same idea again, I wanna get a pokeball today

>>4445588
>Work out with your Pokemon
>>4445591
ok, but can you at least make it a bo2 ?

>>4445591
I suggest using the highest roll you see when you start creating the post but if it works for you than it’s all right.
Also how much would it cost to get the transportation to some local beach cave? I think a Gible will do us good.

>>4445588
>>Work out with your Pokemon

>>4445612
Yeah, I have no problem making it best out of two if that's what people want. I will be giving the same advantage to your opponents, though.

>>4445616
Unfortunately, there aren't many caves on the beaches of the Mid-Atlantic. The nearest one is around Montauk State Park, on the east tip of Long Island. Money isn't a huge issue in getting there -- $25 each way for train fare on the Long Island Rail Road -- but it will take around three hours and, thus, the majority of one of your free days.

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You feel the twenty crinkle in your hand and love the sound – the first money you’ve earned in a Pokemon battle! Calling Gaspar back into his Pokeball, you leave the park grinning ear to ear.

Although your Pokemon may be top of their class, you, sadly, are not. You walk a lot, as any New Yorker does, but that is pretty much your only exercise. Unwisely, perhaps, you skipped out on joining any of the sports teams at Susan E. Wagner High School, so you don’t even have some reserve of muscle to build on. You’ve resolved to change that if you ever want to be the best trainer out there.

Before working out this time, you decide to log-on to the internet and see if you can get an advice on techniques. One thing leads to another and, rather than restricting yourself to ‘best workouts for beginners’, you find yourself searching through the Pokemon Gyms in NYC.

To even qualify for the tournament in Tokyo, you first need to place a certain number in your regional tournament. And to qualify for that regional tournament, which for you takes place here in NYC, you need to have beaten all eight gyms in your region. You know from living there than one of the gyms is in downtown Manhattan, but you now get to see the full list for the ‘Eastern North America Region’: there are gyms in Boston, Philadelphia, Baltimore, Pittsburgh, Washington D.C., Toronto, and Montreal. Looks like you’re going to have to do some travelling before you get to Tokyo!

You log-off and get your Pokemon out for some physical training. You again have Gaspar practice his moves against a cardboard cut-out, while your Rattatas run around madly, sometimes copying you in your pathetic attempts at rigorous exercise and sometimes play-fighting. While taking a rest – you need a lot of these still – you notice the young Rattatas doing something you’ve never noticed before: they keep whipping their tails around in a cute and friendly way and then attacking their sibling when their guard is down. You cheer them on as they do it; there is definitely going to be a way to incorporate this into battles.

>Sonttata learned Tail Whip!
>Dauttata learned Tail Whip!

After working up a heavy sweat and putting some soreness into your muscles, you take a shower and sit down on the floor with your Pokemon. You still have some of the day left before sundown, what would you like to do with it?

>Fight more trainers in Greenbelt Park
>Try to find and fight wild Pokemon
>Work out with your Pokemon
>Go to another borough (costs money)
>Write in

>>4446485
>Try to find and fight wild Pokemon
I am sure that there some wild mons around, as even in big cities there are some wild animals
BUT DON'T go to any SHADY BACKALLEYS as we had our own share of SHADY stuff and we DON'T want to sink again into that

>>4446485
>>Try to find and fight wild Pokemon

>>4446485
>Try to find and fight wild Pokemon
3 hours is a lot but it would be worth it. Let’s see if the another anons are down for that once we get paid again tomorrow.

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You decide to venture back out before sunset and see if you can’t find any more wild Pokemon. While there are definitely wild Pokemon in Greenbelt Park, you have your eyes set on something else today.

You quickly make your way to the Arthur Kill along the border with New Jersey. The air is sour and a little fetid with what remains of the landfill that used to sit near here. There aren’t that many people around, which usually guarantees that there will be a number of Pokemon.

Sure enough, a particularly noxious smell soon greets your nostrils as you see a lump of animated slime pull itself along the edge of the Kill toward the water: a Grimer!

Do you want to attack the Grimer?
>Yes (select one or more Pokemon)
> No, but stay by the Arthur Kill
>No, go and find Pokemon somewhere else

>>4446467
>I will be giving the same advantage to your opponents, though.
Fair, but I've never seen them rolling >>4447000
>Yes (Gasper)

>>4447007
support

>>4447000
>>No, go and find Pokemon somewhere else
I will pass on the literal pile of toxic sludge

>>4447000
>>4447063
fair enough
Changing vote to
>No, go and find Pokemon somewhere else
Aim for bug and grass pokemon again.

>>4447000
>No, go and find Pokemon somewhere else

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>phoneposting over here, so ID will be different.

You are more than a little disgusted and decide to rethink this whole plan. I mean, yeah, its been nice to get away from the same old parts of Staten Island, but coming to Arthur Kill; there is no way any good Pokemon are here!

Turning your back on the Grimer and the other foul smells of the Kill, you make your way over to the nearby North Mount Loretto State Forest, a spot of green space you haven't visited yet.

Trekking over the low hills, Dauttata running along your side and having a blast, you get to a height in the park and look out. Taking several minutes to fully observe your surroundings, there are two area worth checking out for Pokemon: a rocky outcrop that looks like it had Geodudes and a patch of mushrooms that appear to be moving.

Which area, if either, would you like to explore?

> Look at the rocky patch of Geodudes
>Explore the fungus grove with fungus Pokemon
>Go to another area of Staten Island
>write in

>>4447737
>Explore the fungus grove with fungus Pokemon

>>4447737
>>Explore the fungus grove with fungus Pokemon
homing for a cute plant pokemon

>>4447737
>Explore the fungus grove with fungus Pokemon

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Making your way back down the gently sloping hill, you veer off the clearly-marked walking path around where it flattens out and trudge into the woods. The grove isn’t far beyond the path and, after navigating some prickly bushes, you get there.

To your delight, there are not only Pokemon amongst the mushrooms, but also mushroom Pokemon. Scattering around, in and out of a small hole in the ground, are a pair of Paras. And, planting a little ways back in the grove on an old stump, is a Foongus. The Pokemon are aware of your presence, but neither of them has moved yet.

Which Pokemon would you like to fight? Please select which Pokemon(s) to use.

>Paras
>Foongus
>Por que no los dos? (fight both)
>Go find Pokemon somewhere else
>write in

>>4448642
>Paras
4x weakness to fire, this is gonna be some good XP
>Send out Gasper

>>4448642
>Paras
>Send out Gasper

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You slowly move to position yourself so that the burrow is within your sights and throw your Pokeball. It worked! Gaspar is now between the burrow and the Paras, preventing them from making an escape. The Paras shake their mushrooms and click their claws in a menacing fashion, but it looks like Gaspar has the first move.

Once again, you notice some strange behavior on Gaspar’s part. He seems to be gyrating his body in an odd way. Just looking at him, you feel a little queasy – maybe this is a new move?

What would you like Gaspar to do?

>Astonish (d58)
>Smog (d134)
>Ember (d134)
>Minimize
>Let Gaspar do his thing
>Wait for the Paras to make a move

>>4448856
>Let Gaspar do his thing
Show us what you got big boy

>>4448856
>Let Gaspar do his thing
I trust in our guy

>>4448939
Support

You decide the best course of action is to not intervene and let Gaspar do as comes naturally. His dance continues and seems to mesmerize the Parases before him. You see their bodies follow his motions and his flame seems to dance in queer colors – you realize you haven’t blinked in a way and purposefully avert your eyes to avoid being caught under whatever spell he’s casting.

The dancing stops and the Parases, apparently free of his spell, move toward Gaspar. One clicks its claws and makes to swipe at him, while the other shakes its whole body so that spores fly off and into the air.

>Please, roll a d138 for Gaspar’s defense

Rolled 130 (1d138)

>>4448957

Rolled 2 (1d138)

>>4448957

Rolled 32, 57 = 89 (2d110)

The Paras charging at Gaspar strikes him with its claws, but it passes straight through your Litwick’s body as if it weren’t there.

>Paras rolled 57!
>Gaspar rolled 130!

The other Paras’s spore disperse into the wind, thankfully avoiding your Litwick. The Parases, still baffled by fighting a ghost and releasing spores, respectively, pause, giving Gaspar time to strike.

What would you like Gaspar to do?

>Astonish (d70)
>Smog (d161)
>Ember (d161)
>Minimize
>Confuse Ray (d161)
>Wait for the Parases to make a move

Rolled 96 (1d161)

>>4449011
>Ember (d161)

Rolled 35 (1d161)

>>4449011
>Ember (d161)

Rolled 20 (1d161)

>>4449011
>>Ember (d161)

Rolled 19 (1d161)

>>4449011
>Ember

phoneposting again

Rolled 8 (1d107)

>Gaspar rolled 96!
>Paras rolled 8!

Ignoring the Paras that passed through his incorporeal form, your Litwick focuses on the remaining Paras still releasing spores. Gaspar's flame flares a blinding white and tendrils of ghostly fire wrap around the body of the Paras.

Although, ethereal as they may be, the flames are unable to fire the damp ground of the mushroom patch, they do set the Paras alight! Before your eyes, the ghostly white of Litwick's flames are joined by earthly reds and yellows burning away at the edge of Paras's shell.

>Paras has been burned!

In panic at the fire surrounding it, Paras again releases a cloud of spores. Seemingly feeding off the panic of its companion, the other Paras does the same.

>Please roll 2 d138 for Gaspar's defense

Rolled 103, 32 = 135 (2d138)

>>4449440

Rolled 77, 68 = 145 (2d138)

>>4449440

Rolled 23 (1d138)

>>4449440
it's a best of 2 guys, but it got confusing

Rolled 3, 3 = 6 (2d104)

Rolled 56, 94 = 150 (2d110)

>Paras rolled 3!
>Gaspar rolled 103!

The Paras facing Litwick is still caught up in flickering fire and the licks of reddish flame manage to burn the spores as fast as they are realized. You see the Paras crumble to the ground before you, small spots of flame continuing to lap at its shell.

>Paras rolled 94!
>Gaspar rolled 77!

The other Paras’s spores, however, spread into the dank air of the forest unimpeded. Soon, Litwick’s flame is surrounded by a cloud of dark purple dust. It almost looks like his flame is obscured by it, only… No! It’s not obscured, his flame has turned a dark purple and is letting off a putrid sputtering smoke cloud.

>Gaspar has been poisoned!

Gaspar’s face disappears from view, presumably to reappear on the side facing the other Paras.

What would you like to do?

>Astonish (d70)
>Smog (d161)
>Ember (d161)
>Minimize
>Confuse Ray (d161)
>Wait for Paras to make a move

Rolled 62 (1d161)

>>4450525
>Ember (d161)
Cmon let’s finish this off

Rolled 54 (1d161)

>>4450525
>Ember (d161)
I got confused this last rolls

Rolled 119, 42 = 161 (2d133)

>Gaspar rolled 62!
>Paras rolled 119!

Gaspar’s flame again flares white, but this time it sputters and lets out a plume of foul black smoke before shrinking back down to its ordinary size and color. No tendrils of flame lash-out, on the contrary, it looks sickly and small.

Paras towers out the Litwick and again shakes its back so that heavy spores fall from the mushrooms on its back. You watch in apprehension as they drift slowly around Gaspar.

>Please roll a d138 for Gaspar’s defense

Rolled 76 (1d138)

>>4451030

Rolled 93 (1d138)

>>4451030

Rolled 96 (1d138)

>>4451030

Rolled 20, 71 = 91 (2d110)

>Paras rolled 71!
>Gaspar rolled 93!

Unlike the purple spores, so large you can see them and heavy enough to cling to the ground around Gaspar, the light, yellow spores released now pass around Gaspar without effect. Unfortunately, his wick continues to sputter and emit gasps of black smoke.

What would you like Gaspar to do?

>Astonish (d70)
>Smog (d161)
>Ember (d161)
>Minimize
>Confuse Ray (d161)
>Wait for Paras to make a move

Rolled 157 (1d161)

>>4451217
>Smog (d161)
damn this poison

Rolled 45, 82 = 127 (2d133)

>Gaspar rolled 157!
>Paras rolled 82!

Since Gaspar’s flame is already consumed in dismal, black smoke, you decide to use this to your advantage. You call out to Gaspar to direct the cloud toward the Paras and, within seconds, the mushroom grove is carpeted in thick, oily smoke.

You see the Paras stumble, seemingly blindly, from the cloud and onto a rotten log. Now with a vantage point above Gaspar, the Paras again agitates the mushrooms on its back and lets a cloud of spores drift into the sooty smog below.

>Please roll a d138 for Gaspar’s defense

Rolled 77 (1d138)

>>4451255
i hope i'm not the only roll again

(1d138)

>>4451284
write dice+1d138 in the options field

Rolled 29, 72 = 101 (2d110)

Rolled 69 (1d138)

>>4451255

>Paras rolled 72!
>Gaspar rolled 77!

Like the cloud before it, however, the spores simple disperse into the thicker and muggier air already poisoning the vicinity of Gaspar. It disperses somewhat and you catch a glimpse of the Pokemon facing each other down, Paras slightly elevated from the mushroom patch.

What would you like Gaspar to do?

>Astonish (d70)
>Smog (d161)
>Ember (d161)
>Minimize
>Confuse Ray (d161)
>Wait for Paras to make a move
>Send out another Pokemon

Rolled 130 (1d161)

>>4451325
>Ember (d161)

>>4451325
Ember

>>4451402

>>4451406
remember dude, dice+1d161 in the options field
use this formula for rolling any type of dice

Rolled 27 (1d161)

>>4451325
>Ember (d161)

Rolled 120, 35 = 155 (2d133)

>Gaspar rolled 130!
>Paras rolled 120!

You again direct Gaspar to attack the Paras with its flame and, out of the creeping fog of spores, sometimes emitting puffs of black smoke, ghostly flames do reach out and lap against on the log on which Paras rests.

Paras clearly panics – you can feel more than see the panic in its alien bug-like face – and rushes away from the flames directed towards it. It charges straight at Gaspar, snapping and swiping its claws, but only manages to rush through the incorporeal form of your Litwick. Its confusion visible, Gaspar turns on the Paras to believe a final blow.

What would you like Gaspar to do?

>Astonish (d70)
>Smog (d161)
>Ember (d161)
>Minimize
>Confuse Ray (d161)
>Wait for Paras to make a move
>Send out another Pokemon

Rolled 7 (1d70)

>>4451715
>Astonish (d70)
let's make him shit in his non-existent pants and finish this

>>4451730
fug me, the only time we can actually use this and I flop

Rolled 35 (1d70)

>>4451715
>Astonish

RNG god please have mercy

>>4451975
fuck

Rolled 53 (1d70)

>>4451715
>Astonish (d70)
watch this

Rolled 25 (1d70)

>>4451715
>>Astonish (d70)

>>4452101
unfortunately it's a bo2 man

Rolled 98, 31 = 129 (2d130)

>Gaspar rolled 35!
>Paras rolled 98!

Gaspar’s face has entirely disappeared from your view and he appears returned to being nothing more than a candle, albeit a large candle with a sickly flame.

All of a sudden, the silence of the grove is broken by a harrowing wail from Gaspar that sets your teeth on edge and makes you jump near out of your shoes. The Paras, however, reacts by vibrating its mushrooms, releasing another cloud of spores right next to Gaspar!

>Please roll a d138 for Gaspar’s defense

Rolled 67 (1d138)

>>4452391
so astonish is useless anyway since the guys defense for it is higher than it's dice

Rolled 110 (1d138)

>>4452391

Rolled 86, 20 = 106 (2d110)