>>5749198
In this quest you’ll play as an unfortunate young man living in an interpretation of the Pokémon world.

Your name, well, it doesn’t matter much. For all intents and purposes of this quest, you shall be referred simply as [ANON]. You turned 16 a couple of weeks ago, which means you are finally old enough to take the yearly test and get your Pokémon Trainer License.

>This is your chance, and you are not going to miss it, nothing and no one is going to stand in your way. You’ll make it out of this place, you’ll become someone. (Intense. You’ve got plenty of willpower, stubborn to a fault. Explosive temperament, just like your dear old dad)
>This probably won’t change much. Tons of kids try to make it as professional Trainers, but only a very few succeed. Still, you can make use of this. This opens a lot of doors for you is just a matter of playing your cards right. Better keep your head down in the meantime. (Logical, analytical. You are pretty clever for a kid your age. Still, you tend to overthink and lean into pessimism and doubt)
>This is a good thing. Things have been… rough lately, but this could be the chance to turn everything around. You could start making some cash, take some more responsibilities, and help support your family. You know it would be good for your little sister, maybe even for your father. (Optimistic, empathic, cares for others. Naïve, innocent.)
>Who cares? Things will probably stay the same. Might as well try to get something out of it. Maybe have some fun. (Numb, you aren’t fazed easily. You are used to taking the punches life throws at you. You don’t enjoy things easily. You have some hedonistic tendencies)
>Other/Write-in

>>5749200
>This is your chance, and you are not going to miss it, nothing and no one is going to stand in your way. You’ll make it out of this place, you’ll become someone. (Intense. You’ve got plenty of willpower, stubborn to a fault. Explosive temperament, just like your dear old dad)
I already like this.

>>5749200
>>Who cares? Things will probably stay the same. Might as well try to get something out of it. Maybe have some fun. (Numb, you aren’t fazed easily. You are used to taking the punches life throws at you. You don’t enjoy things easily. You have some hedonistic tendencies)
Abused child slowly finds happiness after escaping dysfunctional family to live in secret base with his Pokémans.

>>5749200
>Who cares? Things will probably stay the same. Might as well try to get something out of it. Maybe have some fun. (Numb, you aren’t fazed easily. You are used to taking the punches life throws at you. You don’t enjoy things easily. You have some hedonistic tendencies)

>>5749200
Holy shit medi you are alive?!
>Who cares? Things will probably stay the same. Might as well try to get something out of it. Maybe have some fun. (Numb, you aren’t fazed easily. You are used to taking the punches life throws at you. You don’t enjoy things easily. You have some hedonistic tendencies)

>>5749200
>>Who cares? Things will probably stay the same. Might as well try to get something out of it. Maybe have some fun. (Numb, you aren’t fazed easily. You are used to taking the punches life throws at you. You don’t enjoy things easily. You have some hedonistic tendencies)
less do eet

>>5749202
>>5749204
>>5749209
>>5749213
>>5749224

>NUMB.
>Easier DC for certain rolls.

This is just, your day-to-day. You’ve come to accept that a while ago. It’s not pessimism, it’s just the hand that life dealt you isn’t the best, it’s pretty shit, to be honest. But it’s not like you can do something about it it, no point in dwelling in self-pity. After all, you get used to it after a while, no matter how bad, scary, or painful things are, after you’ve gone through them a couple of times, they become more manageable.

Tomorrow is the day of the test, but honestly, you couldn’t give less of a damn. If all it took to improve one’s life was getting a Trainer’s License, they wouldn’t be handing them to kids still in high school. It’s arguably easier to get one than a driver’s license. Still, it’s an excuse to get out of the house for a whole day, so you may as well do it. Who knows, could be fun or at least definitely better than staying here while your father is around.

On the corner of your eye, you spy your little sister hiding in the hall. Wearing the same dirty pajamas she always uses, the only ones she’s got. They are not really pajamas, it’s an oversized t-shirt with a political logo on it. They were giving them away during elections a couple of years back. That’s what she usually wears, hand-me-downs and freebies. It looks particularly big on her, even for her age she’s too skinny, too small. Too frail.

She meets your eyes, skittish and nervous as always. She asks with the usual silent gesture “Is it safe to come out now?” You nod in response. The girl hurries to the living room as quietly as possible and starts to pick up after her unconscious father.

You head back to your room to get some rest. Before hitting the bed you check under your bed to see if you still have your “secret stash”, one of the few valuable things in your possession.

PICK ONE
>Cold, hard, cash. $2,500 Consider a standard Pokéball is around $200.
>A cell phone, a bit old but functional. Got internet connection.
>Collapsible bicycle.
>An Ultraball. Not usable unless you’ve got a Trainer License, or you find someone to mess with its programming.
> A berry pot, with a couple of Oran Berries.
>Other/Write in

>>5749247
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kXYiU_JCYtU
>Collapsible bicycle.
these cost a million bucks

>>5749213
Yeah, I'm still kicking around somehow.
Sorry for disappearing like that. I can't say I'm fully back as QM but I had this idea in my head and I wanted to run it. Still, I'm glad to see someone remember me

>>5749247
>Collapsible bicycle.

>>5749247
>Collapsible bicycle.
S P E E D

>>5749247
>Cold, hard, cash. $2,500 Consider a standard Pokéball is around $200.
If we're gonna get away from this 'family' we'll need some cash for Pokeballs and supplies.

>>5749251
man don't sweat it, really. Just knowing you are around is a relief, the same can't be said of some of us...

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>>5749250
>>5749252
>>5749253
>>5749260

>BIKE OBTAINED

You let out a sigh of relief after seeing your trusty collapsible bike still in place. You really need to find a better hiding place if you want to prevent your old man from pawning it off to finance his “habits”. It was a gift from way back then. When things were… different to say the least. You’ve grown a bit too large for it, but you manage to ride it without a problem. At least you could save some money on bus fare if you had any money at all that is.

With your mind free of nuisances, you manage to ignore the usual feeling of hunger and fall asleep.

It’s 7 am. You take a quick shower and hurry up to get dressed. Not because you are excited, you just want to get out of this place as soon as possible. You hope to find your father still deep in his stupor but for your chagrin he’s up early, staring blankly at the empty fridge with a tired and groggy expression.

He’s wearing his now classic dirty Alolan shirt and stained shorts, haven’t washed those in a while. The man’s balding and quite overweight even though his fists still pack a heavy punch. What disconcerts you the most is his face because you can see yours in it. You’ve got the same nose, same eyes, same furrow. Whenever you look at yourself in the mirror you can’t help but picture him.

You make your way to the door, hoping to be ignored, but that just won’t happen.
“Where are you going so early?” He asks in a dry raspy tone.

> “Today is the test, to get the Trainer License” nothing more, nothing less.
> “None of your business.” Screw this old man.
> “Good morning, sir. I’m just going to take the Trainer License test, I won’t be long” Be respectful, don’t want to get on his bad side so early.
>Don’t say anything, just exit the door as quickly as you can.
>Other/ Write in.

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Alright, I'm going to go for the night. I'll be back tomorrow around 10 a.m. GMT-6

Thanks for dropping by anons. If you have any questions regarding the quest I´ll probably answer them tomorrow as long as they aren´t too spoilery or meta-gaming in nature.

See ya.

>>5749273
>> “None of your business.” Screw this old man.

>>5749273
>“None of your business.” Screw this old man.
Fuck you, Dad. Slam the door on the way out too.

>>5749273
> “None of your business.” Screw this old man.

>>5749281
>>5749283
>>5749285

> “None of your business.”

You glare at the old man and plainly state that it’s none of his business.
“What did you just say? You little shit. Talk to me with some respect dammit!”
He starts to berate and insult you, his complaints quickly turning into shouting. Good, that means you are safe. If screaming is enough to get his anger out, you don´t have to worry about him getting physical. When he gets quiet, that´s when you must brace yourself.

You instinctively tune out, ignoring his words altogether, and slam the door on your way out. Still hearing his voice as background noise. You look back one more time and see your younger sister looking at you from a window, her face filled with worry.

Your actions didn´t come from a fit of explosive anger, just the daily discomfort and resentment piling up until it spilled a little onto the surface.

This will probably turn into a problem once you come back home, in the meantime, you feel quite satisfied with yourself. You don´t waste any more time and prop your bike up and start pedaling. Let´s see what today has in store for you.

Your destination is the local Pokémon Capture and Defense Corps branch. A medium-sized military base at the edge of town. There are three routes you could take to get there.

> Shortest one has some rowdy feral Pokémon with a tendency to try and bite off the tires of any vehicle passing by.
>There’s the road you usually take, lately it has become the hotspot for some newly formed local gangs. Some of the members are eager to get into trouble.
>Longest road, by far the safest. Still, you’ll have to pedal quite a bit to get there and dodge some traffic on the way. Will probably end up exhausted.

>>5749511
>> Shortest one has some rowdy feral Pokémon with a tendency to try and bite off the tires of any vehicle passing by.

>>5749511
> Shortest one has some rowdy feral Pokémon with a tendency to try and bite off the tires of any vehicle passing by.

>>5749511
> Shortest one has some rowdy feral Pokémon with a tendency to try and bite off the tires of any vehicle passing by.

>>5749521
>>5749543
>>5749599

Deciding on the shortest, ableist most dangerous route you mentally prep yourself to pedal at full speed for the upcoming persecution. You are feeling quite daring today, better ride the feeling while you can. As you make your way down the street you start to hear various anxious growls and howls coming from one of the various small and dilapidated houses that fill the neighborhood. An abnormally stocky Granbull. half a dozen Snubull and a couple of Houndour snarl and growl at you from behind a metal fence.

The owners of the place decided to become Pokémon breeders a while ago to make some bucks. Not legitimate breeders mind you, they mostly breed certain types of canine type mons, mostly Snubull, giving them bigger and more muscular upper bodies and shorter limbs so they become more intimidating once they evolve to Granbull, these kinds of mons are particularly popular with certain groups of people, mostly thug-like wannabes.

The nightly howling product of the unending inbreeding wasn´t much of an issue, but things became a problem once they started to get too full of defective and undesirable mons. These unprofitable Pokémon were thrown to the street and now wander around looking for something to eat and sometimes attacking passersby.

One of these rejected Pokémon has singled you out as its prey. A particularly violent Houndour that chases you without fail anytime you try to take this road. Your bike has a couple of scorch marks on its paint after being subjected to its Ember.

And there it was, at the end of the street. The Houndour was waiting patiently as if it knew that you would be taking this road in the morning.

Roll 1d100
>DC: 60 to escape unscathed.
Best of three.

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>5749605

Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>5749605

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>5749605
Nice to see you back Medi!

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>>5749608
>>5749646
>>5749630
>92
>SUCCESS

You start to pedal as fast as you can, building up speed as you approach the fiery canine malefactor. The muscles in your legs start to heat up as you push yourself further. As you draw closer to the end of the street the Houndour breaks into a sprint, aiming at you while barking fiercely.

It draws near as you maneuver your bike through the pothole-filled street trying to avoid any bump on the road that may slow you down. You move in a zigzag-like pattern to both avoid landing on a hole a getting a face full of hot pavement and confusing the canine. As you are about to meet you start turning to the right side of the street, mere meters from meeting the vicious mon, he leaps trying to intercept you with its maw open, but at the last minute you manage to make a sharp turn to the left, avoiding the canine who once again must build speed to try and catch up to you.

You don’t let up, pedaling until your legs start to hurt to not lose any speed. The fiery attacker manages to barely catch up to you but it’s getting exhausted. He tries to bite one of the tires but misses its mark. The Houndour slows down and starts to heavily pant, tired from the whole ordeal. It’s no longer a threat but it's still close enough to you.

Kick the Houndour in the snout to teach him a lesson?
>Yes
>No

>>5749671
>Yes
fuck'im

>>5749671
>No

>>5749671
>Yes
Hurt people hurt people.

>>5749671
>Yes
Bad doggy.

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>>5749677
>>5749680
>>5749707
>>5749739

As the Houndour sprints turns into a tired walk you slow down as well to get a clear shot of its head. The Houndour is too busy catching its breath to look at you so it couldn’t notice you raising your left leg before delivering a good, satisfying kick to its snout. The impact coupled with the exhaustion sent the canine tumbling down onto the floor where it kept panting for a couple of seconds before weakly lifting itself up and walking away, not once did it turn to look at you. You hope this was enough to inform the mon to not mess with you anymore.

You could try to rationalize the violence. The Houndour started it, he attacked first, and it has done so multiple times, It’s a Pokémon, and they are durable. But you know the truth, you didn´t really need a specific reason, at that moment you only wanted to hurt it.

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>>5749671
> Yes
Assert Dominance Hierarchy.

>>5749741
The rest of the ride goes without a hitch and after a while, you finally make it to the Capture and Defense branch. It’s a large, open area with various buildings scattered around, for living, training facilities, storage, etc. At the center of it, there’s the largest one, their base of operations. Surrounding it there are various large groups of youths your age standing by their number is in the hundreds if not thousands. They seem to be separated according to their school districts. Various armed men in uniform and their Pokémon direct and order the youths, trying to keep them organized. Most of the people here are complete strangers, but you can see some familiar faces amidst the crowd, some schoolmates.

How are you viewed by your peers?
>Loner: Nobody really messes with you, That being said, almost nobody interacts with you at all, and you don’t have much interest in reaching out to others. Your student life is a peaceful albeit uneventful one. You’ve heard your classmates say you give a threatening and off-putting vibe, and some view you as “the most school-shooter-looking motherfucker of your class.”

>Class Clown: School is one of the few places you can relax, so you let loose. You are used to doing what you find fun and interesting without giving it a second thought, be it a prank, snarky comments, or some stupid dare. Sometimes people laugh with you, sometimes they laugh AT you, doesn’t really matter, you really don’t care about how people think of you. While some people don’t get your sense of humor, and some outright hate it, you are generally well-liked.

>Nerd: School’s a joke. You’d had to be braindead to have problems with it. You just need to show up, do what’s assigned to you, and move on with your day. You have no interest in standing out, is just high school, it doesn’t matter. Still, people may come to you looking for help or outright try to take advantage of you.

>Ghost: You rarely go to class, usually bailing midway through the day or not showing up at all. You prefer to use your time at your leisure. You might not graduate if you keep it up but you can always get your GED at night school or something.

>Just another seat: You aren’t really anything special, you can confidently say most of your classmates and teacher can’t even remember your face. You got a couple of peers you hang around with but you don’t particularly care about them.
>Other/ Write in.

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>>5749746
> Loner

>>5749746
>>Loner: Nobody really messes with you, That being said, almost nobody interacts with you at all, and you don’t have much interest in reaching out to others. Your student life is a peaceful albeit uneventful one. You’ve heard your classmates say you give a threatening and off-putting vibe, and some view you as “the most school-shooter-looking motherfucker of your class.”

>>5749746
>Loner
Numb, hedonistic, violent, loner. We're building a real goddamn winner anons

>>5749746
>Just another seat: You aren’t really anything special, you can confidently say most of your classmates and teacher can’t even remember your face. You got a couple of peers you hang around with but you don’t particularly care about them.
This one feels worse than loner.

>>5749746
>>Loner: Nobody really messes with you, That being said, almost nobody interacts with you at all, and you don’t have much interest in reaching out to others. Your student life is a peaceful albeit uneventful one. You’ve heard your classmates say you give a threatening and off-putting vibe, and some view you as “the most school-shooter-looking motherfucker of your class.”

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>>5749755
>>5749763
>>5749768
>>5749792
>>5749934

>Loner. You’ve got no friends, little to no acquaintances and you don’t really mind.

As you make your way to the crowd, some faces seem to recognize you, but none approach. The only thing you get are looks, most are plain apathy, but you can distinguish some, looks of fear, of pity, of scorn. Some folks have formed an opinion of you derived from your asocial behavior and you care too little to correct any idea they´ve formed.

A man and their heavily armored Camerupt direct you to your place in line and instruct you to wait until the doors to the building are open. Atop the entrance in faded golden letters reads “Aztlan Capture and Defense Corps: Silverpoint Branch.” You can't help but feel that this whole thing is an unnecessary hassle. Still, it´s better than a couple of decades ago, you had to go through a full year of service with the Capture and Defense Corps before, they gave anyone a license, it's a good thing that stuff stopped after the last "Suppression" war.

From what you’ve heard, the exam itself is divided into three parts, a written test covering the basics about Pokémon handling and training. A “catching” test and a battling phase. You aren’t sure what the details entail since you didn’t give any of this much thought.

With the excitement of your earlier altercation with the Houndour long gone, the wait becomes increasingly tiring, as you weather the scorching summer sun and your empty stomach. Trying to put your mind at ease you look around for distractions. Where do your eyes and ears wander too?

>A group of diligent-looking kids, doing some probably unnecessary last-minute cramming, one of them seemed fearful of you.
>A pair of the Capture and Defense soldiers are talking in a hurried but hushed tone. They seem a tad angry. Maybe if you get nearer you might be able to make sense of what they are saying.
>A pair of loud thuggish-looking boys, they seem to be annoying others around them with their inane discussions. Judging by their attires they might be in one of the new gangs that have been popping up or are trying to join it.
>The kids from the private sector, those rich motherfuckers don’t know how good they have it.
>There’s this girl, you recognize her from your class. You’ve never talked to her but you can’t seem to be able to stop looking at her.
>There’s a guy nearby that just won’t shut up. You just want to get lost in your thoughts but the guy won’t stop babbling about berries or some shit.
>Other/ write in.

>>5749936
> A pair of the Capture and Defense soldiers are talking in a hurried but hushed tone. They seem a tad angry. Maybe if you get nearer you might be able to make sense of what they are saying.
Interesting.
Is there a conspiracy afoot?

>>5749936
>>A pair of the Capture and Defense soldiers are talking in a hurried but hushed tone. They seem a tad angry. Maybe if you get nearer you might be able to make sense of what they are saying.
gimme plot. and seems there's no blackstone rentacops this time around

>>5749936
>There’s this girl, you recognize her from your class. You’ve never talked to her but you can’t seem to be able to stop looking at her.
I'm choosing the power option but Soldier attention is good too

>>5749937
>>5749938
>>5749948

You slip through the crowd until you are within earshot of their conversation. One of em is pretty young, just a couple of years older than you, he seems to be fuming at whatever they are talking about, while the older man just seems tired and slightly bothered.

[YOUNGER SOLDIER]: …They aren’t done yet? That squad was supposed to finish the job by now while we were babysitting these brats.

[OLDER SOLDIER]: There’s been some complications, some of the mons managed to flee the scene, and everyone’s got their hand full looking for the attackers. So, we’ll probably have to join the search after this is done.

[YOUNGER SOLDIER]: That’s some bull.

[OLDER SOLDIER]: It’s our job.

[YOUNGER SOLDIER]: Our job is to protect the order in this region, not clean up after some private corporation screw-ups.

[OLDER SOLDIER]: Same difference.

[YOUNGER SOLDIER]: They won’t even let us post a public bounty for the hunters, They want this solved nice and quietly, just sweep it under the rug before anyone notices…Whatever. How many mons are we talking about?

[OLDER SOLDIER]: About a dozen or so. Most of em are young, just hatched. But there's a couple of real nasty ones leading them. Not sure what those White Veil lab folks did to the little bastards, but they juiced em up real good. They made their way to Silver Passage.

[YOUNGER SOLDIER]: Why didn’t they just call those Blackstone grunts? This kind of job is right up their alley.

[OLDER SOLDIER]: Last thing I’ve heard, they got all their hands on deck preparing for a raid of sorts. They are going to shut down some illegal operation.

[YOUNGER SOLDIER]: What kind? Unsanctioned battling ring? Another “Nuzzle” lab?

[OLDER SOLDIER]: No idea, that’s all I’ve heard.

>Learned about the C&D corps search for some dangerous Pokémon.
>Leaned about a raid that’s going to happen later today,

[YOUNGER SOLDIER]: Hey! You! Back to your place or you are out of here!

After a stern warning, you return to your original position. While you are still curious you don’t want to get kicked out before you even get a shot at the exam. It doesn’t take too long before the doors finally open. You and the rest of the trainers-to-be are led through the ample structure and into large halls that have been repurposed as something similar to classrooms. There, your seat awaits you.

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>>5750007Once everyone sat down the C&D corps played a very patriotic short film, encouraging the youths to sign up for service once they get their license, showcasing the various areas that are recruiting: Rangers, border security, fighting abroad, public security, etc. They promise a decent salary, accommodations, partial funding for higher education, and other benefits. Even in the commercial showcasing them in the most favorable light, it doesn’t seem like the most glamorous of lifestyles, but at the very least they seem to get their three meals a day. Goddamn it you are starving.

What’s your take on the idea of signing up to aid your country?

>Definitely not for you. You are lukewarm on the issue and have no interest in joining in.
>You’ve got no respect for authority. Screw those pigs.
>You’ll do anything as long as it pays. No matter who, you’ll gladly be at the service of the highest bidder.
>It actually seems like a sweet gig. You are seriously considering joining.
>Other/write-in

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>>5750009
>You’ve got no respect for authority. Screw those pigs.

>>5750009
>You’ll do anything as long as it pays. No matter who, you’ll gladly be at the service of the highest bidder.
Life sucks, so why not spend it taking it?

>>5750009
>>You’ve got no respect for authority. Screw those pigs.
fuck off recrooters

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That's it for me today. I'll be back tomorrow around 10 am MST timezone. Thanks for sticking by. Voting will remain open until tomorrow morning.

Also, a question!

>What does anon do during his free time? Any prominent interests and hobbies?

>>5749646
Thanks, anon, glad to be here
>>5749262
I can imagine. Is really easy to just disappear off the face of the earth on an anonymous Chinese pictograph website. Still, I hope that those that are still around are doing better.

>>5750009
>You’ll do anything as long as it pays. No matter who, you’ll gladly be at the service of the highest bidder.
As long as we get away from home and it pays.

>>5750023
>What does anon do during his free time? Any prominent interests and hobbies?
what else https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hEn5oO0bCYA
>>5750026
it can get worse, you hear about AxisQM?

>>5750023
As >>5750034 said, of course anon is a cyclist. Since he's poor and hates being at home I could also see jogging or "urban exploration" as options. That said, he doesn't seem like the sort to get too invested into any hobbies...

>>You’ve got no respect for authority. Screw those pigs.

>>5750009
>>You’ve got no respect for authority. Screw those pigs.

>What does anon do during his free time? Any prominent interests and hobbies?

Feel like this kid is really bad at playing guitar. Self-taught, probably found an acoustic with broken strings in the trash, rustled up some suitable replacements and learned a few chords.

>You’ll do anything as long as it pays. No matter who, you’ll gladly be at the service of the highest bidder.

>What does anon do during his free time? Any prominent interests and hobbies?
Urban exploration and drawing, for some reason those call out to me when i think of our boy.

>>5750080
> You’ll do anything as long as it pays. No matter who, you’ll gladly be at the service of the highest bidder.
> Hobby: Urban Exploration

>>5750009
>You’ll do anything as long as it pays. No matter who, you’ll gladly be at the service of the highest bidder.
>>5750023
>urban exploration
I like how this is turning out to be, it’s a nice twist on the rose tinted idea of classic pokemon.

>>5750009
>You’ll do anything as long as it pays. No matter who, you’ll gladly be at the service of the highest bidder.

Money ain't everything but it helps. The service can provide a decent nest egg with little prior experiences provided you don't squander it.

Interesting take take on implementing military/politics on the Pokemon universe. idk how the IP has been used much since 3rd gen but it's not a direction I've seen much

>>5750023
I make art stuff outside the day job

>>5750011
>>5750021
>>5750057
>>5750069
>No respect for authority.

>>5750015
>>5750029
>>5750080
>>5750126
>>5750144
>>5750164
>Cash is king

You’d maybe consider joining the C&D corps if their pay was good enough, but you know that there are many other ways to make cash besides joining the military, you want to keep your options open and look for the most lucrative option, no matter what that entails. There are very few things you aren’t willing to do, for the right price that is. Even though at this moment you’d kill for a damn sandwich, or anything edible really, this pit on your stomach is getting worse.


Once the piece of propaganda is over a tired-looking man with heavy bags under his eyes, gets on the podium located at the front of the impromptu classroom. He seems to be higher ranked than most of the other soldiers judging by his more ornamental uniform. He clears his throat, gives the room a disinterred glance, and starts to recite a speech in an authoritative, yet monotone manner.

“Welcome to the annual Trainer License exam. As you may know, this event was designed so we can keep better control over our region’s Pokémon Trainer as well as keep track of their growth and improvement.”

“Our main mission is to assure the quality and prowess of Aztlan’s Trainers and to start instilling a sense of responsibility from the start of your careers. Being able to carry Pokeballs and command these creatures shouldn’t be taken lightly. Their capabilities for damage and chaos are as great as their potential for improving our society and protecting our territory. These creatures can be the most devastating weapons, but a powerful weapon is only useful in the right hands.”

“As licensed Trainers, you are also required to defend the integrity of the region if the need ever arises. So please, give your best efforts to these tests, and to your careers as Trainers. Good luck.”

Once he’s finished the man gets out of the room and the rest of the soldiers start to hand out the written test. Supposedly, these aren’t too complicated. Giving it a quick glance, you notice that most questions can be easily answered with some basic reading comprehension and common sense. “How many Pokeballs containing Pokémon are you legally allowed to carry on your person?”, “When does a battle between trainers is officially considered over?”, “What actions are considered Pokémon abuse in this region?” Some questions regarding type matchups…

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>>5750433
There are a couple of more complicated questions scattered around. “In what situations it is legally acceptable to use a Pokémon for self-defense?”, “What species are illegal to import or export out of the region?” “What effects does Stun Spore have on the human body”, “The legal status of Rare Candies” etc.

Also, some of these questions seem subjective. “Have you ever used or considered using a Pokémon to attack another human?”, “In what case is necessary to euthanize a Pokémon in your possession?”.

You didn't study jack, but you believe getting a passing grade should be achievable. A good chunk of the questions are multiple-choice, so you might as well try your luck. Supposedly, trainers that excel in particular parts of this exam, that is the written, capturing, or battling parts sometimes get handouts from the government and it's a good way to catch the attention of sponsors looking for new talent. Not like you care for any of that.

Let's try answering before time runs out.

Roll me 1d100. Best of three.
>DC: 50


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Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>5750434

Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>5750434
We're no Percy but let's see if we're not a little learned.

Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>5750434

>>5750438
>>5750441
>>5750451
>Failure
>Writing.

Don't worry, this isn't the end of your career as a Pokémon Trainer, but it will take a certain direction.

>>5750438
>>5750441
>>5750451
>~10% chance of failure
Kek, the dice understand the assignment

>>5750438
>>5750441
>>5750451
>>5750453

This should be doable. You are sure you know most of your basics, right? You’ve been to class. You aren’t the best student, but still, you aren’t dumb, you are no idiot. Right?
You go through the exam answering the easier questions first and letting the more complicated ones last. There were more complicated questions than you initially thought, and you found yourself doubting some of your answers on what you considered the easier portion of the test. You glance around you, to see what the others are answering but you have no luck. The seats are arranged in a way that makes it really hard to see how others are filling out their answers. Some soldiers pace around the hall calling out any suspicious activity, one of the kids gets caught with a cheat sheet and is promptly escorted out of the facility. You can’t even go to the bathroom without being closely followed by a soldier.

The hour you have to finish the exam passes by agonizingly slowly. Somehow you manage to answer everything, but you aren’t sure of your answers.
You are currently in one of the courtyards with the other trainers. They let you all out while they prepare the results of the test. It doesn’t take them too long until they come out with various lists containing the names of the applicants and scores. Seems like they are quite efficient at this.

Everyone crowds around them, looking for their name. There are three lists, the largest got the names of everyone who passed the exam. You know you aren’t in the top so you start to search for your name in the middle, it isn’t there. Then you go to the lower passing scores, it’s not there either. You double-check the whole list but there’s no [ANON] to be found. This is a little frustrating.

Just a tad bit ashamed, you go to check the other two, considerably smaller lists. There’s one for the people scheduled to retake the exam next year, those with the lowest scores or who were caught cheating. Your name’s not there either. You finally find yourself in the last one. “Requires further inspection”, the paper reads “Trainers in this list who desire to continue with the rest of the Trainer License Test, must present themselves in room 200 B once the activities pertaining to the exam end for the day.”

What the hell does that mean? You guess whoever graded your exam found something off. The most concerning part is that there are very few names on the list.
What do you think it was?

>In retrospect, you may have been a bit little too honest on the more subjective and personal questions. (You have trouble hiding your questionable state of mind and more “concerning” thoughts) (Penalty in some social-based dice rolls.)
>Maybe it's time to admit you aren’t the most academically inclined. You just don't like studying, at all. Your apathy doesn’t let you care about this stuff, and it’s starting to show. (You are ignorant) (Penalty in some knowledge-based dice rolls)
>Other/ Write-in

>>5750481
>In retrospect, you may have been a bit little too honest on the more subjective and personal questions

>>5750481
>In retrospect, you may have been a bit little too honest on the more subjective and personal questions. (You have trouble hiding your questionable state of mind and more “concerning” thoughts) (Penalty in some social-based dice rolls.)

>Numb
>Hedonistic
>Violent
>Loner
>Sociopath
Are we becoming a school shooter?

>>5750486
>becoming
lol
lmao even

>>5750481
>In retrospect, you may have been a bit little too honest on the more subjective and personal questions. (You have trouble hiding your questionable state of mind and more “concerning” thoughts) (Penalty in some social-based dice rolls.)
Based trainer autists coming through

>>5750481
>In retrospect, you may have been a bit little too honest on the more subjective and personal questions. (You have trouble hiding your questionable state of mind and more “concerning” thoughts) (Penalty in some social-based dice rolls.)

>>5750486
>"I caught Arceus. Don't come to school tomorrow."

>>5750481
>In retrospect, you may have been a bit little too honest on the more subjective and personal questions. (You have trouble hiding your questionable state of mind and more “concerning” thoughts) (Penalty in some social-based dice rolls.)
Kek

>>5750481
>In retrospect, you may have been a bit little too honest on the more subjective and personal questions. (You have trouble hiding your questionable state of mind and more “concerning” thoughts) (Penalty in some social-based dice rolls.)

>>5750481
> In retrospect, you may have been a bit little too honest on the more subjective and personal questions. (You have trouble hiding your questionable state of mind and more “concerning” thoughts) (Penalty in some social-based dice rolls.)

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>>5750483
>>5750486
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Maybe your answers to some of the more personal and subjective questions were a little bit too honest. Since you rarely interact with others, you’d never had the need to hide your thoughts and opinions, but you recall that at the rare times you’ve spoken your mind in front of others, they tend to distance themselves from you.

Your lack of social interaction has made you a bit too open about what goes in your head.

Whatever, you’ll check what this “Further examination” is about later, you hope it isn’t much of a hassle.

After a while, the same tired military man comes out, accompanied by an entourage of soldiers and armed Pokémon. Congratulating those who managed to pass the first part of the test and start to explain what the remainder consists of.

You are tasked with bringing a Pokémon back to the base, no matter what type or where you got it. The conditions for passing are two: First, the Pokémon must be able to behave in public and be obedient enough to participate in battle. The second one, which caused some doubts and complaints among the rookie trainer, was that the Pokémon CANNOT be brought on a Pokeball. They must come here on their own terms.

A newly implemented politic that’s just being tested as part of the exam to “Improve bonds between Trainers and Pokémon”. Previously caught Pokémon who were released recently aren’t good either, The regional Pokémon Storage System keeps a record of all released Pokémon in the last 6 months, and they’ll use it to verify you didn’t get an already trained mon.

You have a week, next Saturday you must return to the military complex with a mon willing to follow your orders.

Some of the loudest complainers were kids who already had Pokémon ready for them. A couple started to verbally threaten the uniformed man for the perceived slight but they all quieted down after his Blastoise fired some ultra-pressured water shots into the air as a warning making most of them flinch. You don’t. After that, you were all dismissed.

>This is some bullshit, you were planning to find someone who’d sell or rent a trained mon for cheap and save yourself the hassle.
> “Improve bonds between Trainers and Pokémon?” What a joke. These incompetent government cronies make us get our own starter Pokémon and now they won’t even let us use Pokeballs? Why can't they just do it like they do overseas and hand us a starter and our license already?
>Good, this evens the playing field. Screw those privileged pricks who already got mommy and daddy to buy them a starter mon from a breeder.
>Why would you care? It’s not like you had anything prepared. Catching them in a ball or dragging them here, doesn’t change anything.
>Other/ Write-in

>>5750693
> (Other/ Write-in) This is fine actually. In fact, you already have a prospective candidate in mind: A certain fire-spitting canine that won't leave you the fuck alone. Persuading it that serving as your mon is preferable to starving out on the street shouldn't be too hard, getting it to behave during inspection on the other hand...

>>5750693
>>5750705
I'll back this one. My first thought was that Houndour as well. Two losers who begrudgingly work together against the world!

>>5750693
>Good, this evens the playing field. Screw those privileged pricks who already got mommy and daddy to buy them a starter mon from a breeder.
And thirding >>5750705
Fuck the world, it’s us and our ratty dog.

>>5750705
Support. We've already established our dominance too.

>>5750693
>>Why would you care? It’s not like you had anything prepared. Catching them in a ball or dragging them here, doesn’t change anything.
>>5750705
no, are you stupid

>>5750693
>Good, this evens the playing field. Screw those privileged pricks who already got mommy and daddy to buy them a starter mon from a breeder.

>>5750705
No, we kicked that Hound in the face.

>>5750693
>Why would you care? It’s not like you had anything prepared. Catching them in a ball or dragging them here, doesn’t change anything.

>>5750693
Imma stop lurking and throw my lot in with Doggo. >>5750705

>>5750693
>>5750705
+1

>>5750693
>Why would you care? It’s not like you had anything prepared. Catching them in a ball or dragging them here, doesn’t change anything.

I like the doggie as much as the next guy but I'd like to keep our options open

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>>5750705
>>5750714
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>>5750746
>Let's get that Houndour we kicked on the schnoz earlier.

>>5750730
>>5750735
>>5750739
>>5750761
>Let's not do that.

You didn’t expect something like this, but it actually works perfectly for you.
In fact, you already have a prospective candidate in mind: A certain fire-spitting canine that won't leave you the fuck alone. Persuading it that serving as your mon is preferable to starve out on the street shouldn't be too hard, getting it to behave during inspection on the other hand...

You’ll come up with something later. And in case it doesn’t work out you’ll keep your options open and be on the lookout for any other possible mons to capture.

>Anon is now seriously considering taming the Houndour.

While everyone else is leaving the complex you make your way to room 200 B. The military base is pretty big, but you got a good sense of direction after spending a good chunk of your free time partaking in urban exploring.

Seems like you arrived earlier than most. The only one already here is some guy leaning on the wall, he{'s wearing a cap, fingerless gloves, and a backpack. Kid looks foreign, from an eastern region most probably. By his side is a stout-looking Bulbasaur observing his surroundings. The little grass type notices your arrival and notifies his trainer with his retractable vines and a soft growl. The trainer quickly responds to his companion and turns his gaze at you. He wordlessly examines you for a second, he gives you a silent nod, and goes back to his original position. He´s got one of those belts trainers use to keep their Pokeballs ready at hand but it seems empty.

After a couple of minutes, more people started to arrive. There’s a serious-looking girl who makes no attempt to hide her expression of disgust, judging by her attire and complexion she looks similar to the natives of the southern jungles of the Aztlan republic. You’ve seen them before but you’ve never interacted with one. She doesn’t acknowledge either of you and seems to mutter something under her breath in a dialect you don’t recognize. The most you know about the southern natives comes from the records of the constant civil wars between the southern and northern parts of the region.

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>>5750784
Lastly, two youths approach the group. By their weird, coordinated clothes and thuggish appearance. They look like either low-level grunts of some small-time gang or kids trying to enter said gang. They speak loudly and walk like they own the place. One of them is in a wheelchair rolling along his companion a lanky man with one too many fake-looking gold chains and jewelry who walks with the worst posture imaginable to man.

[Wheelchair Thug]: What the fuck Bro? You said you had the answers to the test! And you telling me you were just guessing? I wrote all the shit you told me to, dawg!

[Hunchback Thug]: I already told you, man, those were last year’s, there were a bunch of new ones. Like 10 or sumthin.

[Wheelchair Thug]: Bro, what about the other 40?

[Hunchback Thug]: Dawg, you expect me to memorialize 40 stupid-ass questions a night before? You trippin.

[Wheelchair Thug]: You dumb motherfucker, that’s why I told ya to let me get a read on that shit.

[Hunchback Thug]: If ya wanted to read so badly you should have chipped in with some cash, that shit wasn’t free.

[Wheelchair Thug]: Sorry man, I’m saving to get my first Pokeball all rizzed up. Get some custom paint job on those mofos, engrave them, and shit. It’s gonna read “Killer” on golden letters.

[Hunchback Thug]: Damn, that’s sounds mad tight, for real, for real.


A foreign mute. A native who seems to speak another language. A wheelchair-bound and a complete dumbass duo trying to act like thugs.

Is this… Is this some sort of special ed class?

>This is a reality check, you can’t be as bad as these guys. You really need to get your act together.
>You just met them and you already hate everyone here. You hope you don’t have to interact with anyone.
>Nah, fuck this. Let’s just leave.
>This doesn’t matter, you are used to dealing with worse. You can just ignore them.
>Let’s not judge. You are sort of a loser as well.
>Other/ write-in

Or maybe, talk to someone?
>The mute kid with the fingerless gloves and the Bulbasaur.
>The scowling native girl.
>The thug duo.

>>5750787
>This doesn’t matter, you are used to dealing with worse. You can just ignore them.
>The mute kid with the fingerless gloves and the Bulbasaur.
Ah yes, talking to a mute

>>5750787
>>You just met them and you already hate everyone here. You hope you don’t have to interact with anyone.

>>5750787
>This doesn’t matter, you are used to dealing with worse. You can just ignore them.

also just so you know guys
>Previously caught Pokémon who were released recently aren’t good either, The regional Pokémon Storage System keeps a record of all released Pokémon in the last 6 months, and they’ll use it to verify you didn’t get an already trained mon.
>The owners of the place decided to become Pokémon breeders a while ago to make some bucks
>things became a problem once they started to get too full of defective and undesirable mons
>One of these rejected Pokémon has singled you out as its prey

>>5750800
If it's illegal breeding, it might be unregistered to not leave a record. Also could be a wild bred offspring of a reject.

>>5750793
+1

>>5750810
> If it's illegal breeding
Yeah. That is probably what it is.
Anon selectively omitted pieces of context from his quotes.
> The owners of the place decided to become Pokémon breeders a while ago to make some bucks... Not legitimate breeders mind you, they mostly breed certain types of canine type mons.
> The nightly howling product of the unending inbreeding wasn´t much of an issue, but ... things became a problem once they started to get too full of defective and undesirable mons ... These unprofitable Pokémon were thrown to the street and now wander around looking for something to eat and sometimes attacking passersby.
The 'nightly howling' part suggests that these would-be breeders aren't shelling out for pokeballs - which makes sense if they are batch breeding pokemon for specific traits.
Additionally, even if they were using pokeballs, I seriously doubt they would store their illegally bred pokemon using the regional Pokemon Storage System, especially if its public knowledge that it is monitored to this degree.

>>5750787
>This doesn’t matter, you are used to dealing with worse. You can just ignore them.
We’re numb, this shouldn’t really affect us

>>5750787
>The mute kid with the fingerless gloves and the Bulbasaur.
This guy has a tame bulbasaur with him and he's a larping foreigner. The language barrier might obscure our poor social skills. If we befriend him, we could lead him into the bad neighborhood with the houndour since he doesn'tknow his way around. Then he has to fight the houndour in self defense. Either he weakens the houndour and we can catch it, or he loses so we steal his bulbasaur and let the houndour eat him!

>>5749198
+1

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Sorry anons. Something came up and I got tied up for the night. But I'll be back around 10 am MDT. See ya.

>>5750787
>This doesn’t matter, you are used to dealing with worse. You can just ignore them.

>>5750787
>This is a reality check, you can’t be as bad as these guys. You really need to get your act together.

>>5750930
All good medi, have a nice day :)

>>5750787
>The scowling native girl.

>>5750787
>Let’s not judge. You are sort of a loser as well.
>The thug duo.
Anyone that doesn’t want to ride with bulk and skull is a BITCH

>>5750787
>This is a reality check, you can’t be as bad as these guys. You really need to get your act together.
As much as I understand some of this is for shits and giggles, let's not act stupid here. We aren't going to tow the line, but it will be more difficult to make smart decisions if we aren't checking ourselves.

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>>5750787
>Let’s not judge. You are sort of a loser as well
>The mute kid with the fingerless gloves and the Bulbasaur.

Also
>his companion a lanky man with one too many fake-looking gold chains and jewelry who walks with the worst posture imaginable to man.
Man, Guzma's origins really are humble

>>5750789
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>>5750991
>>5751093
>>5751221
>>5751225

Numbness prevails.

They seem like an annoying bunch but nothing too unbearable. You deal with worse on a daily basis. You just stare at them for a little bit too long, dead-eyed, before letting out a sigh and tuning out of their conversation.

After a couple of minutes, a uniformed man arrives. He looks to be in his mid-forties, has a no-nonsense expression in his face, and by the looks of it, his left arm is a prosthetic one. The wheelchair-bound thug notices this and promptly calls him out “Yo, Handicapped parking coming thru. You feel me?” and offers a fist bump. The man doesn’t seem amused.

He introduces himself as Lt. Marquez and he’s been tasked by his superiors to handle this issue, much to his annoyance, and explains the situation, more or less.

While there’s been a bigger pushback by the regional Pokémon League for more control and regulations over the trainers of the region, there’s still a quota to meet. “There’s still a bunch of people at the high end of the ladder trying to get us to churn out as many Licenses as possible, and you kids, are the compromise they came to. The Remedial Course”

Applicants tethering the line between failures and potential Trainers as well as some “special cases” and “exceptions” who are taken into consideration to receive some “compulsory guidance” before being handed a license to legally carry and command the potentially dangerous beasts.

Starting tomorrow, your group will be expected to attend some lectures concerning the proper handling of Pokémon according to the regional law and safety regulations. It will be you five and another trainer who failed to arrive at the exam.

And while this certainly could interfere with the second part of the test, catching your first Pokémon, the examiners expect you to solve this problem as a group. Cooperation amongst trainers is highly encouraged and could lead your group to finish the “Remedial Course” earlier.

“Just come here, do your part, keep your mouth shut, and only answer what they want to hear. If you can follow those simple instructions we’ll be finished sooner than later.” Says the Lieutenant, barely hiding his irritation with your group.

To avoid complications concerning transport, the C&D corps will send an Abra to your desired location to get you. They really don’t want you bailing out of this thing. They’ll be waiting at 2 pm sharp, every day until the remedial course is finished.

What a pain.


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>>5751249
Finally, you are free to go. It’s still pretty early, just shy past 12 p.m. You and your group of societal dregs make your way out of the facility. It’s mostly silence outside of the lanky thug complaints.

[Hunchback Thug]: Bro, they gonna make us go to class? That's some capital B bullshit, I don’t need an education to know how to kick ass. Pokeyman ass.

[Hunchback Thug]: What you think cutie, am I right or am I right?

He asks the disinterested-looking native girl, she glares at the boy and says something in a tone dripping with so much hostility that you don’t need to translate it to know it’s a threat.

[Hunchback Thug]: Damn, she’s fiery.

[Wheelchair Thug]: Don’t worry bro. That’s life. We just gotta rise and grind like always.

[Wheelchair Thug]: The man wants to keep us down but we won’t let em.

[Hunchback Thug]: Yeah, you know? I’m feeling pumped! Let’s go to that place you were talking about yesterday and get ourselves some members for our crew!

Why can’t they just be silent like the other two? Whatever, you still have the rest of the day to use. You currently have no cash, no items, no mons, no friends, a painful sensation of hunger slowly ripping at your stomach, and no plans. At least you got your bike.

What’s your next move?

>You want to know more of what those two soldiers were talking about earlier. Let’s wander the base looking for rumors.
>You can’t get shit done on an empty stomach. Let’s find something to eat first.
> The two thugs, as obnoxious as they are, seem to have a plan to secure their Pokémon. Follow them.
>You don’t need any of these assholes. There are plenty of spots to find Pokémon in this city, let’s review them and tackle this on our own.
>That silent kid with the Bulbasaur seems to know what he's doing, follow him?
>Let’s head back to where the Houndour was, let’s see if you can convince it to follow you.
>You ended up creepily staring at the native girl a bit too long, you don't interact much with women so this tends to happen.
>Other/ write-in.

>>5751252
>>You want to know more of what those two soldiers were talking about earlier. Let’s wander the base looking for rumors.
this is how we get our own white veil bio-weapon

>>5751252
> The two thugs, as obnoxious as they are, seem to have a plan to secure their Pokémon. Follow them.
It’s me. I’m the Guzma now.

>>5751252
>(Write-in) If you're going to try bagging that incendiary backalley mutt then there's prep to be done. From personal experience you know that Houndour are fire-type pokemon, and are prone to spitting sprays of searing sparks and biting stuff when agitated - so you're probably going to need the following:
> - Something tough and thick to wrap around your arms and legs
> - Some sort of medium-length bludgeoning melee weapon
> - A bunch of small stones as a harassment tool
> - Lots of water, both to drench your clothing as a protective measure and to spray at the Houndour to weaken it
> - Food, to reward the Houndour upon submitting to you

>>5751252
>You want to know more of what those two soldiers were talking about earlier. Let’s wander the base looking for rumors.

>>5751252
>You want to know more of what those two soldiers were talking about earlier. Let’s wander the base looking for rumors.
Rumors first, then houndour. With any luck hondour will help us more effectively chase the rumors.

>>5751269
Slow down Maurice

>>5751252
>You want to know more of what those two soldiers were talking about earlier. Let’s wander the base looking for rumors.

>>5751252
>You can’t get shit done on an empty stomach. Let’s find something to eat first.
There's probably a dining hall on base. We might be able to get some extra food for our sister, and the Houndour.

>>5751252
>>You can’t get shit done on an empty stomach. Let’s find something to eat first.

>>5751254
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>>5751404
Time for some recon.

Still curious about the raid and the missing Pokémon the C&D are hunting down in secret, you decide to wander around the military base, looking for any leads or info escaping from loose lips. Leaving behind the group of maladjusted teens, that look like they would fit better as the cast of a cheesy anti-drug PSA, you traverse the base.

After a bit of walking about and making a general sense of your surroundings, you notice various things. The base, while sizable in scale, looks to be in a state of general decay. The main building where you took the exam seems like the only place that’s been kept in the best of conditions. Everywhere else, seems to be barely holding up, their equipment also seems pretty old and plain, both their firearms, vehicles, and equipment for Pokémon. It’s also pretty empty, you guess a good chunk of the corps went to the operative currently ongoing, but a lot of the places, in particular the living quarters, seem to have been closed off for some time now, a couple of soldiers notice you but they just tell you to go home already since the test is over for the day but none bother to kick you out, they all seem pretty busy. You guess they aren’t doing so hot lately.

Finally, you find a couple of soldiers amidst a discussion of the current events, but they are too far away to clearly hear what they are saying. Both are coming out from a storage facility carrying crates containing live ammunition a Hitmonchan tags along helping with a crate of his own. They are the pair of soldiers you’ve eavesdropped on earlier. You quickly move out of their line of sight and hide with your back against the wall of one of the storages. You could try going around them and quietly follow them from behind to try and get a clearer sound.

Roll me 1d100 for stealth. Best of three
>Less than 55: Failure
>55+: Minor success
>70: Medium success
>+90: Great success.

Rolled 96 (1d100)

>>5751406

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>5751406
We need an excuse if we get caught. Maybe we're looking for the cafeteria?

>>5751407
nice, great fucking start

Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>5751406
Crit chasing

>>5751407
>Super stealthy
Anon just has to play the role of the serial killer, Christ

>>5751420
I’m aiming for maladjusted villain team leader myself.

>>5751407
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>>5751418
>96
>Great success.

As they approach your position you quickly examine the area. With a light step, you go around the storage area, keeping yourself near the wall and taking advantage of any covers. You take notice of all the noise you make and take the necessary precautions to stop it, regulating your breathing, watching your step, and keeping your head down. You stay calm, collected and before you know it, you are trailing behind them. The pair of military men and their Hitmonchan are none the wiser. You even get a little daring and approach a couple of steps more to clearly listen in their conversation.

All that time you spend moving quietly around the house, taking care to never make much noise in order to avoid waking your father’s ire after interrupting his usual drunken slumbers finally paid off.

>Light feet: You'll get a slight bonus on all other stealth rolls.

The younger soldier is, fortunately, a blabbermouth, and keeps ranting about the operation he’s about to partake to his senior.

Yesterday, near the northern city limits, a lone truck, property of White Veil Labs was attacked by a currently unidentified group of armed individuals. During the altercation, the cargo, that contained various Pokeballs, broke. Releasing a group of heavily aggressive Pokémon.

The armed men tried and failed to capture the creatures, probably a result of underestimating how dangerous they were. The group of feral monsters initially moved as a unit, primarily composed of a couple of Primeape and Vigoroth as well as various Slakoth and Mankey. Leading them, was an unusually active Slaking which easily fended off the attackers with a vicious onslaught, according to the only eyewitness available, the truck’s driver, described how it crushed the head of a Marowak with a single hand and stomped its trainer into an unrecognizable pulp. The band of Pokémon made their way to Silver Passage, a mountainous cavern system just north of here.

Mere minutes after the altercation, the C&D corps were reached out by White Veil labs and tasked with retrieving the Pokémon alive. A response unit was sent but they were just able to contain some of the weaker and mid-level Pokémon, but the Slaking and its cohort managed to get through them and started to march into the city. Reinforcements were sent once the threat it posed to civilians became clear and they managed to drive them off to a nearby abandoned mine, where the Slaking had retreated. They currently are searching for them, but it seems that the Pokémon went deep into mine.

Some of the Slakoth and Mankey made their way to the city, but they don’t seem to be a big priority to White Veil labs, they are mostly interested in the vicious Slaking. Still, a couple of soldiers were tasked with retrieving them.

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>>5751546
The younger soldier kept complaining that this was a job better fit for Blackstone’s private security company and kept goading his partner to spill more details regarding the raid that got them so occupied. After a while, the old man finally gave in to his demands.

The Blackstone grunts are conducting a seemingly large-scale operation on the southern sector of the city. They have been paid to dismantle an illegal Pokémon battling ring. According to what he heard there’s a lot of sketchy stuff going on, unregulated gambling, Pokémon doping, and the use of highly illegal items like Mega Stones. They are currently combing the area while undercover, but it seems like they finally found a lead and are preparing to start the raid tonight.

It's quite strange that both incidents occurred so close to one of the other, Silverpoint is quite dangerous, but this is out of the ordinary. At least that is what you believe.

After a while, the military men go to join with the rest of their team and leave for the operation. Once again, you are all alone.

>This seems way above your head, let’s just review the places where you may find a suitable Pokémon for yourself and forget about this for the time being.
>Let’s follow the military convoy from afar, to the abandoned mines.
>That illegal battling ring sounds interesting. Let’s go to the southern part of the city to try and find any leads.
>Return home before it gets too late. Your father is probably still fuming, don’t want to make him angrier.
>Both things sound way over your level. But some of the Mankey and Slakoth escape into the city, you probably could handle them, and they may be worth something. Let’s go into the city in search of them.
>Other/write-in.

>>5751547
>Let’s follow the military convoy from afar, to the abandoned mines.
once the rentacops get squished we'll steal their shit
a Mankey sounds great too, always angry just like a troubled teenager with a chip on his shoulder, fighting type is good against early game normal types and has Covet for stealing shit

>>5751547
>Other/write-in
Look for a mess hall, or some other source of food

>>5751547
>Both things sound way over your level. But some of the Mankey and Slakoth escape into the city, you probably could handle them, and they may be worth something. Let’s go into the city in search of them.
The genuine raids sound way too dangerous for a teenager without a Pokémon or weapon to his name. This, on the other hand, could be manageable.

>>5751547
>Let’s follow the military convoy from afar, to the abandoned mines.
>>5751564
>Nah, that's for weird losers.

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Alright, that's my last post of the night. I gotta go run a DnD session. I'll be back with another update, tomorrow 1st of September around 11 am MDT.

Voting remains open until the next update. Sorry for the slow updates and generally slow pace of the quest. Thanks for sticking by anons.

Also a question for the anons. Got a favorite Poké Girl or boys?
>Nah, that's for weird losers.
>You do? Which one?


Myself, am partial to the female Ace Trainer of X/Y, and the female Team Skull Grunt. But some of you probably already knew that.

Have a good one.

#Edited because I wanted to add an image, and reaffirm my heterosexuality#

#Not quest-related.#
>>5750029
I just searched it on Discord, I'll probably search for the thread later. Honestly, it's tragic, whether he went through with it or not. Being in that headspace is a really shitty feeling. I hope he's okay.

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>>5751547
>This seems way above your head, let’s just review the places where you may find a suitable Pokémon for yourself and forget about this for the time being.
and support for >>5751559


>>5751566
I'm a man of simple tastes

>>5751584
+1

>>5751547
>>5751559
Seconding. Need to fill our belly and get some scraps for the Houndour.

>>5751547
>This seems way above your head, let’s just review the places where you may find a suitable Pokémon for yourself and forget about this for the time being.
Priorities:
>Getting the houndour
>Mines, see if we can get some more powerful mon now that we have one of our own
>Pokedrugs (rare candy?)

>>5751547
>Both things sound way over your level. But some of the Mankey and Slakoth escape into the city, you probably could handle them, and they may be worth something. Let’s go into the city in search of them.
The Houndour obsession is very confusing. First-Girlitis for Pokémon, perhaps?

>>5751566
>Nah, that's not for me
I am a weird loser after all

>>5751643
Aside from it being a personal favorite of mine, it's a fitting Pokemon for a maladjusted loner.

>>5751547
>they finally found a lead and are preparing to start the raid tonight
>gambling
>pokemon doping
>illegal battling
If we REALLY wanna lean into the maladjusted villain vibes, we could always just…

>Other/Write-In
>Head down to the ring and try to wrangle a deal with the leaders (or whomever seems the best combination of accessible and profitable): cash, dope, and/or a strong, someone trained starter-tier ‘mon in exchange for a VERY relevant, make-or-break tip-off.

>>5751657
That's absolutely devilish and I will be changing >>5751643 to

>Head down to the ring and try to wrangle a deal with the leaders (or whomever seems the best combination of accessible and profitable): cash, dope, and/or a strong, someone trained starter-tier ‘mon in exchange for a VERY relevant, make-or-break tip-off.

>>5751547
>>5751660
Forgot my primary link.

>>5751660
>>5751657
we haven't found the thing you know

>>5751662
Guess we better snoop harder and/or try to beat them there then.

>>5751566
>>5751584 switching to >>5751657
>Head down to the ring and try to wrangle a deal with the leaders (or whomever seems the best combination of accessible and profitable): cash, dope, and/or a strong, someone trained starter-tier ‘mon in exchange for a VERY relevant, make-or-break tip-off.
Even if chances to find the ring before the police arrives may be low it's worth a try

>>5751566
>Got a favorite Poké Girl or boys?
MAN - PALMER
(WO)MAN - CYNTHIA
gen 4 was cracked, though gen 5 was great too

>>5751643
Anon.
If an ornery Houndour is introduced in the first act it must be tamed before the third act.
Its an inviolable law of narrative causality.

>>5751566
>Got a favorite Poké Girl or boys?
Both Aether Foundation grunts, Lusamine aaaand adult Red. Yeah, gen 7 is nice.

>>5751566
>Got a favorite Poké Girl or boys?
Girl: Sun/Moon female Ace Trainer, or May/Haruka
Boy: James, from the anime.

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>>5751566
> Got a favorite Poké Girl or boys?
I’m an absolute horndog so nearly all the girls are a-okay in my book. That said, I always had a soft spot for Gold’s mom, Krystal, and Whitney back in the day, especially once I heard Whitney was supposedly meant to be Gold’s Misty. More recently, I’ve definitely had Nessa on the brain a little too often. And special shoutouts to everyone’s favorite big tiddy Hex Maniac, the ORAS Battlegirl, and HGSS’s Sabrina.

As for the guys… can’t go wrong with the Team Skull Grunt, and I also kinda liked Morty and Brawly.

>>5751549
>>5751565
Follow them to the mines.

>>5751559
>>5751639
>>5751584
>>5751626
>Look for a mess hall or some other source of food

>>5751562
>Search for the fugitive Slakoth and Mankey

>>5751626
>>5751642
> Review the places where you may find a suitable Pokémon for yourself and forget about this for the time being.

>>5751657
>>5751660
>>5751681
>Head down to the ring and try to wrangle a deal with the leaders (or whomever seems the best combination of accessible and profitable): cash, dope, and/or a strong, somewhat trained starter-tier ‘mon in exchange for a VERY relevant, make-or-break tip-off.


Ok, if I'm counting correctly, anon will first go to find a mess hall and get some much-required sustenance and possibly some scarps, and then he'll head to the southern sector of the city in search of any leads of the underground battling ring.

Writing.

>>5751549
>>5751559
>>5751562
>>5751565
>>5751584
>>5751626
>>5751639
>>5751642
>>5751643
>>5751657
>>5751660
>>5751681

The skull-crushing Slaking and his cohorts battling against military forces is probably more trouble than it’s worth looking into. You may be a bit uncaring, but you aren’t outright suicidal, yet. On the other hand, an illegal battling arena, with all sorts of unregulated items, strong and already trained Pokémon who probably aren’t registered on the regional Storage System to avoid being tracked, and an unsanctioned gambling den with enough money flow to be on the radar of Blackstone private security group. That sounds right up your alley.

All these things could come in handy, and you won’t lie to yourself, it sounds a bit exciting. If you manage to have whoever is running the whole operation indebted to you, or at the very least someone who’s the right combination of accessible and profitable, you’ll be set. You just need to find it before those pigs.

Unconsciously, your lips start to tremble as a small smile forms on your face, which slowly starts to turn into a grin. The feeling of excitement at the opportunity at hand is quickly washed off by the now incessant hunger pangs you’re doing your best to ignore. The unpleasant sensation is starting to make you feel light-headed, tired, and weak as you feel a burning sensation permeating your insides caused by the build-up of acid in your stomach.

Moved by your self-preservation instincts, you make your way back to a Mess Hall you saw earlier while exploring the facility.

[1/2]

>>5752002

The place is almost empty, aside from some of the rookie trainers and the staff running the kitchen. Seems like they took into account the exam takers and provided a free meal for anyone who desired so.
Why didn’t they mention it earlier? If you had known about the free lunch you’d been here before anybody else.


The C&D member handling the food must have noticed your emaciated state, as he hands you a tray with quite a large serving “Here you go, kid”. A heap of meatloaf, some bread, and vegetable soup. It’s not anything fancy but is by far the best meal you’ve had in a while.

As you desperately scarf down the food, you can’t help but notice across the dining room a table occupied by a group of exam takers. Seems like a group of friends, they are talking and joking around, complaining about the trivial grievances of their lives. Judging by their attire they seem to be pretty well off.

[Athletic-looking guy]: This sucks, I already had a starter ready from the breeders but it came in a Poké ball, now I’ll have to ask my pops for another one, he won’t let me hear the end of it

[Peppy-looking girl]: It’s not so bad. Honestly, it sounds kind of fun. Going into the wilderness and befriending your first Pokémon, it’s like something out of a storybook.

[Goth-looking girl]: You are kidding, right? They should have been clear from the start and saved us that hassle. The C&D corps are just a bunch of incompetent thugs in uniform living off our taxes. Let bounce.

As they get up and leave, you notice they left plenty of food on their plate, basically untouched. In other circumstances, you’d take the remaining scraps for yourself but the man handling the kitchen gave you a plastic bag containing plenty of food to take home after he saw how you wolfed down your plate.
>People who waste food should be punished. There are very few things that get on your nerves, but this is one of them.
>You are just grateful for the food, a bit too grateful, actually. Being able to eat your fill without worrying about anything is too good. You are feeling strangely at peace.
>You have an intense hatred for people like this. Those who are able to live that sort of blissful, worry-free life and still manage to find things to complain about. You’d like to teach them a lesson. To make them truly suffer.
>Everyone has their own shit to deal with. They say we make our own hell, if we don’t have any real problems we’ll just look for things to improve or complain about, it’s human nature. That being said, you feel no sympathy for them or anyone really.
>Other/ Write-in

Also.
>Obtained plenty of food scraps!
>Anon is no longer hungry!

>>5752004
>>Everyone has their own shit to deal with. They say we make our own hell, if we don’t have any real problems we’ll just look for things to improve or complain about, it’s human nature. That being said, you feel no sympathy for them or anyone really.

>>5752004
>Everyone has their own shit to deal with. They say we make our own hell, if we don’t have any real problems we’ll just look for things to improve or complain about, it’s human nature. That being said, you feel no sympathy for them or anyone really.

>>5752004
>You are just grateful for the food, a bit too grateful, actually. Being able to eat your fill without worrying about anything is too good. You are feeling strangely at peace.

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>>5752004
>You used to feel jealous of people like them. They will never truly face a day of hardship in their lives, forever insulated in a rich bubble. Nowadays you don't spare them a second thought, it's not worth the hassle trying to prove a point they'll never understand.

>>5752004
>Everyone has their own shit to deal with. They say we make our own hell, if we don’t have any real problems we’ll just look for things to improve or complain about, it’s human nature. That being said, you feel no sympathy for them or anyone really.

>>5752004
>Everyone has their own shit to deal with. They say we make our own hell, if we don’t have any real problems we’ll just look for things to improve or complain about, it’s human nature. That being said, you feel no sympathy for them or anyone really.

>>5752004
>You are just grateful for the food, a bit too grateful, actually. Being able to eat your fill without worrying about anything is too good. You are feeling strangely at peace.

>>5752004
>Everyone has their own shit to deal with. They say we make our own hell, if we don’t have any real problems we’ll just look for things to improve or complain about, it’s human nature. That being said, you feel no sympathy for them or anyone really.
> Take the portion of food they abandoned with us anyway. We can share it with our sister or save it for later use.

>>5752004
>You are just grateful for the food, a bit too grateful, actually. Being able to eat your fill without worrying about anything is too good. You are feeling strangely at peace.
Also let's make sure our little sis gets the scraps too

>>5752009
>>5752011
>>5752036
>>5752037
>>5752038
>>5752053
>>5752061
>>5752066

You know everybody has their own struggles, as insignificant as they may be. You believe most, if not all people are dissatisfied with life to a different degree. No matter how easy someone has it, our minds will always be on the lookout for things to desire, things we lack, things we want to change. It’s a never-ending hunger for more. These desires can come from very real places, things we lack that should be fundamental for any person alive, or self-imposed trivialities born out of our bias and limited worldview.

This doesn’t mean you care. You have not an ounce of sympathy for the problems of others. That’s a privilege reserved for those who feel like their own burden is not enough.

You briefly wonder if Pokémon go through this as well.

"We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell" Some famous gay guy said something along those lines before dying as a homeless.

As you finish your meal, you notice that one of the girls sitting across the mess hall has been stealing glances at you while you are deep in thought. The preppy one. As she and her friends exit the place you notice her walking towards you. A picture of innocent self-satisfaction on her face, from her purse she takes out a couple of bills and loose change, but before she can reach you her Goth friend stops her and tells her to leave you alone.

Was she taking pity on you?

You leave the military complex having obtained plenty of food. Your next objective is to find anything that could guide you toward the illegal battling ring. You get on your trusty bike and head south, on the lookout for anything out of the ordinary. You know your way around the area but is plenty big, you’ll have to be thorough.
Roll me a 1d100 for perception.

>DC: 60 low Success.
>70 Medium Success
>80 Great Success
Best of three.

Also, a question.
>How does Anon feel about pity directed at him?

OOC: Sorry for the lack of updates today. Busy day.

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>5752194
I figure he thinks money is money. He doesn't say thanks or anything, just takes stuff if it's offered.

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>5752194

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>5752194

Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>5752194
Emotions off, this includes pride. Indifference, money given, money taken. All the same to you.

>>5752194
>How does Anon feel about pity directed at him?
goes through him as if it wasn't there, same as a "thoughts and prayers"

>>5752194
>How does Anon feel about pity directed at him?
Doesn't make any difference to him. It'll make her feel better about herself but won't make any material difference to his life. It sure would be nice to be rich enough to not receive any handouts though.

>>5752194
> How do you think Anon feels about pity
From how he's been characterized so far, I'd say he has a genuinely insect-brained outlook. No malice per say, but a pure and shameless focus on pragmatism with minimal empathetic anchorage.
He doesn't understand sympathy, isn't emotionally affected by the gesture, but has no problem exploiting it as much as possible.
The closest thing to sentimental softspot anon has would probably be his sister, but for everything and everyone else - full force spider-soul.

>>5752194
>How does Anon feel about pity directed at him?
Anon knows the best thing to do is to bottle in whatever feelings he has. Interactions with his father teached him revealing emotions is a bad idea.

>>5752195
>>5752200
>>5752201
>>5752202
>90: Great Success

The South District of Silverpoint
You couldn’t really call it the slums, on account of 80% of the city being in a similar state of disarray and impoverishment. You got the same odds of being mugged almost everywhere. There are a couple of exceptions to these but in general, Silverpoint is well characterized by its shitty infrastructure and worryingly high number of abandoned businesses, housing complex, factories, etc. Also, the homeless. There are homeless every five steps of the way.

Since you try to spend most of your time outside of home, and you never got any cash on yourself you’ve made a habit of sorts of traveling the city around your bike and exploring any abandoned buildings and constructions you come across. So you know your way around the city quite well.

These are the things of note you’ve encountered while cycling through South District.

-
You encountered the two thugs from the “Remedial Course”, the duo seems to have gotten a head start over you. “Wheels” has Phanphy rolling beside him while the Hunchbacked thug seems to be covered with superficial bruises and cuts, they are headed to a small pharmacy.

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In a dilapidated local park, a menagerie of passionate youngsters has gathered to engage in the noble pursuit of Pokémon battling.
The hoodlums seem to be part of two different gangs, judging by the colors they wear and their intense reactions to the course of the battle. There seems to be some bad blood between the two groups as the trainers get quite aggressive with one another, the only thing stopping their trash talk from devolving into actual violence is the violence by proxy being perpetrated by their personal living weapons. Acting as a referee is a sketchy guy taking bets and goading the trainers to get angrier with one another and to show the crowd everything they really got.

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In a small ramen shop you notice three Blackstone grunts having a meal together, they are decked out in tactical gear: bulletproof vests, small firearms, and of course, loaded Poké balls. Their vehicle is parked in front of the store. A compact four-wheeler is most suited for ground recon. The three grunts seem quite young and easygoing, they seem to be palling around and enjoying some drinks during their work hours.

[1/2]

>>5752229
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A couple of streets ahead, you notice a small group of men that seem like trouble. They entered a restaurant and the servers basically had everyone leave so these guys could have it all to themselves.

Unlike the petty thugs, these guys walk with confidence, wearing tacky but expensive-looking suits. Leading them is a man that you can only describe as intense, you only got a glimpse at him, and you instantly knew he’s not someone you want to mess with. His outlandish appearance, a tall foreigner wearing a snakeskin blazer and no shirt underneath and an honest-to-God eyepatch covering his left eye. Whoever chooses to dress like that is either trying way too hard to look intimidating or actually has the balls to back it up. And judging by how fearful his subordinates look, you guess it’s the latter.


-
As you move around the area, trying to cover as much ground as possible you notice it. There’s some guy who keeps popping up wherever you go, just barely outside your field of vision. You got a couple of glimpses of him but not a clear picture. He seemed non conspicuous at first but as you kept noticing his presence you also started to notice some details. He seems to be giving orders out from a small wireless earpiece. It doesn’t feel like he’s following you, it’s more like he knows where you will be going. He doesn't seem to have any ill intentions though; he hasn’t stopped you. Limiting himself to watch over you, if you had to guess, you’d say he’s amused.

Where do you go?
>Catch up the two thugs from your Remedial Class, one got an obedient Pokémon in just a couple of hours. Maybe they could prove useful.
>The battlegrounds at the park, maybe somewhere there knows the location of the underground arena. The bookmaker may have heard something.
>With the three low-level Blackstone grunts, they seem approachable and irresponsible enough to let you in on some details.
>The dangerous-looking group of men in flashy suits. These guys must know something.
>Confront your mysterious stalker.
>Screw this, better go home.
>Other/write-in.

>>5752194
>How does Anon feel about pity directed at him?

>>5752209
>No malice per say, but a pure and shameless focus on pragmatism with minimal empathetic anchorage.
He came off very bitter and scornful in this internal monologue of his, and outright implied he even has disdain for others who show sympathy, regardless of reason. Pragmatism also implies judgement not clouded by emotions, and he's got his sights on a very dangerous game that to say he'll be punching above his own weight would be an understatement. There are fours ways this is going to end up for him at this rate.
>He becomes the human trafficking and chainsaw execution type of crime lord
>He becomes a serial killer
>He writes up a manifesto before using his Pokemon to start a massacre somewhere before offing himself
>He lands in prison, and either dies there or learns a hard lesson when he finds he ended up like his father coming out
His sister is the only human being between him and every one of these.

I'd clarify this is just a quest and nothing more if I was the QM so no one assumes this is some kind of fantasy.

>>5752232
>>With the three low-level Blackstone grunts, they seem approachable and irresponsible enough to let you in on some details.

>>5752232
> (Other/write-in) This place is obviously already being monitored by spooks. Getting wrapped up in this pending clusterfuck just for the chance of getting a 'strong' pokemon is not worth it. Either we get scammed, thrown in the locker, or we get a pokemon that we may not have the badges to properly control. Go home, we can grab a pokemon from the wild or off the streets for a fraction of the effort.

>>5752232
>>The battlegrounds at the park, maybe somewhere there knows the location of the underground arena. The bookmaker may have heard something.
I don't have confidence in our speaking skills, considering our (lack of) interaction thus far. This seems like the best place to head to overhear gossip though.

>>5752237
Supported. The guy with the earpiece indicates that people are on his tail already, probably because someone spotted him moving around at the base in places he shouldn't be. As hinted by an Abra, it's likely they got Psychic Type Pokemon sitting somewhere helping to detect any trespassers. This situation is way out of our league and it's best to make them believe we don't have a clue we're being watched. Unless we could indirectly get this stalker of ours to accidentally reveal himself in some embarrassing way, we should get that Houndor and move on.

Alright, last post for the night
Tomorrow, September 2nd I most likely won't be able to update. I'll be back Sunday, september the 3rd around 12 pm MDT

Thanks for dropping by anons. Voting will remain open until the next update

>>5752237
Seconding. All this sneaking around and investigating sounds way too much like someone that cares.

>>5752232
>The dangerous-looking group of men in flashy suits. These guys must know something.
Don't really care about getting some Pokemon out of this, we aiming for cash

>>5752232
>Confront your mysterious stalker.
Goddamn it, we've already come this far. There's got to be some way to get something of value out of this without getting fucked.

>>5752232
>Confront your mysterious stalker.
We could be recruited by the spooks.

>>5752232
>>5752237
Supporting, we ought to get just a bit more power before we do anything else. Also, we need to check in on our sister.

>>5752232
>>5752237
+1

>>5752232
>Catch up with Guzma and Big Wheelz

>>5752232
>>5752235
classic qst players pussying out, i'll swap to
>Confront your mysterious stalker.

>>5752232
>>5752237
+1.
On another note, if things get bad at home, maybe the spook that's following us would be obliged to call CPS, assuming that abuse is illegal in this world.

>>5749251
What other quest did you run? The name and writing seem familiar but I am coming up blank.

>>5752800
Pokémon Urban Quest I think. Can't recall the exact name but we were an uber autist that pulled managed to pull a bad bitch team skull grunt.

>>5752805
I remember that quest. We could "speak" (understand?) Pokemon. It was comfy.

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>>5751566
>You do? Which one?

Cynthia followed closely by Lusamine. I kinda have a type.

Aside from them, Misty is the OG and Hilda is pretty hot.

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>>5752232
>Confront your mysterious stalker.
>Try and double back using out knowledge of the area and our sneaking skills

This is likely someone from the C&D Force meant to keep an eye on the rejects, especially ones that seem like sociopaths. We probably haven't attracted the attention of anyone else at this point. If we don't fuck up and get shot, then:

>Head back home, keep our left overs hidden as best as we can so dad dosent swipe them, and our sister can eat today. We might be numb inside but we have seen how a man can fail and probably want to help Sis when we can, just to not be like the POS we call father.

>>5752805
That is what I was thinking about. The setting which is basically Pokemon South America was super familiar, lol, have a free Cynthia.

>>5752287
>assuming that abuse is illegal in this world.
The region's name is Aztlan, essentially the Pokemon world's equivalent of Mexico. The cops there won't do shit.

There was an infamous case of CPS corruption and domestic murder in the US. Long story short, a kid in a dumpster of a household was beat to the point of death, and his body was hid in the backyard. When law enforcement finally got on top of it, they found out the CPS inspector was bribed with fucking food stamps to keep quiet about it. Of course it happened in Cleveland.

https://www.ajc.com/news/national/social-worker-overlooked-boy-abuse-bribed-000-food-stamps-prosecutors-say/0u7UluQ0K75whxbZcafPOM/

>>5752232
>Confront your mysterious stalker.
I'm interested in what that's about. I'm also hoping we snag one of those mankey. A mankey and a houndor is a pretty nice start imo.

>>5752237
>>5752242
>>5752247
>>5752287
>>5752289
>>5752474
> (Other/write-in) This place is obviously already being monitored by spooks. Getting wrapped up in this pending clusterfuck just for the chance of getting a 'strong' pokemon is not worth it. Either we get scammed, thrown in the locker, or we get a pokemon that we may not have the badges to properly control. Go home, we can grab a pokemon from the wild or off the streets for a fraction of the effort.

>>5752241
>Hit the impromptu battlegrounds.

>>5752248
>Follow the Yakuza-looking group

>>5752249
>>5752252
>>5752436
>>5752911
>>5753105
>Confront your mysterious stalker.

>>5752293
>Catch up with Guzma and Big Wheelz


The write-in has won. Writing.

>>5753406
>>5752237
>>5752242
>>5752247
>>5752287
>>5752289
>>5752474
>>5752241
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>>5752249
>>5752252
>>5752436
>>5752911
>>5753105
>>5752293

There seems to be a prevalent sense of unrest around the area, this whole place is already being monitored, including yourself. Whoever is watching over this place is either paranoid and thorough enough to take into account a no-name kid wandering through the streets or has decided for whatever reason, to single you out as someone worth following.

Something big is going down tonight, and if you walk into it, chances are, you won’t leave unscathed. Are the potential rewards worth it? You can’t be sure. But is becoming clear that this upcoming clusterfuck will prove more complicated than anticipated, you could probably get Pokémon from the wild or the streets for a fraction of the effort.

What’s most concerning is the sensation of being watched over, you can’t tell if they know about your intentions, but just being here, snooping around seems to have been enough to be on the radar of whoever has been following you. You don’t know what their deal is, but it’s clear that they are one step ahead of you and if they are hostile, you have no means to fight back, not yet at least.

Whatever, you just wasted a couple of hours to assess the situation and saved yourself some potential trouble. Maybe once the operation passes and you are more prepared, you’ll be able to actually do something.

Deciding to retire in the meantime, you make sure to take some alternate paths, and back-alley routes in hopes of losing your pursuer. After getting far enough you stop feeling the sensation of eyes on you.

Feeling free once again, you decide to go head back and reevaluate your options, you’ve still got some hours of sunlight left,

What’s your priority? Where do you stop first?

>You need to make sure your little sister gets some food. Head back home.
>Stop to look for the Houndour on your way back.
>The summer’s heat is starting to wear you down, look for a place to cool down and evaluate your options.
>Other/ Write-in.

>>5753471
>You need to make sure your little sister gets some food. Head back home.

>>5753471
>>You need to make sure your little sister gets some food. Head back home.

>>5753471
>Stop to look for the Houndour on your way back.

>>5753471
>The summer’s heat is starting to wear you down, look for a place to cool down and evaluate your options.

>>5753471
>You need to make sure your little sister gets some food. Head back home.
Priorities.

>>5753471
>You need to make sure your little sister gets some food. Head back home. Hopefully your old man isn't sober enough to cause trouble, that's the last thing you want to deal with at the moment.

>>5753486
I'd like to do this soon. Once we get a pokemon, we'll have more leeway to prance around in the metaphorical tall grass.
However, we might need to plan a little before we confront the Houndour. Since it definitely knows how to use ember, we should - at minimum - drench our clothing to make them a little less flammable.

>>5753471
>Look for a Mankey
god fucking dammit guys, this quest is heavy on time management, there's always blink and you miss it events and they lead to something even when you don't get into them. And there's a time limit on the journey too. If you don't wanna take a risk cuz you are a chicken at least do SOMETHING.

>>5753471
>You need to make sure your little sister gets some food. Head back home.

>>5753471
>You need to make sure your little sister gets some food. Head back home.

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>>5753603

If you were that hungry, your sister is probably feeling worse. Better go straight home, you just hope that your father won’t cause you much trouble, best of cases he’s already too drunk to be a nuisance.

After a while pedaling away you arrive at your home, sweet, home. Seems quiet, you approach the door with the usual hesitancy that always permeates your body whenever you return. Listening for any signs of your father and his Zangoose, but there are none, just the faint sound of the TV.

You enter the small, run-down residence unsure of what to expect.

The TV is playing some old cartoons broadcasted on one of the public broadcast channels. Your sister was quietly drawing on a small notebook sitting on the floor of the living room. The moment she heard the door open, she bolted straight up, turned off the television, and hid her drawings behind her back. Once she saw it was you, her brother, she calmed down.

Your younger sister has always been skittish and nervous, not only around your father, but most people. She only seems to let her guard down around you.

The girl looks boyish, because of her short unkempt hair and her clothing which consists mostly of old hand-me-downs you used to wear. That notebook of hers is one of her “precious things” and is filled with doodles and amateurish drawings, mostly of water-type mons.

“You are back,” she says in a quiet yet surprised and pleased tone.
“Dad was pretty mad after you left like that…”
“He left a while ago to buy more drinks. He’s been on a bender. Hopefully, he’ll tire himself out earlier than usual.” The girl explains the absence of her primary caretaker with enthusiasm.

You open the bag and show her the feast you got. Her eyes widen and her mouth opens agape at the prospect of a warm meal. She’s basically salivating and restraining herself from snatching the bag out of your hands, but she stops herself out of a single concern.

“You didn’t steal this, right [Anon]?” She asks genuinely worried.

Having no reason to lie you tell her how you got this from the C&D corps. Pleased with the answer she carefully rations herself a serving, pops it in the microwave, and insists on serving you a plate, so you’ll eat together. You decline as you already had your fill. Instead, you save some for yourself to use either as bait or emergency rations.

>Keep your sister company until your father returns, she’s alone most of the time and you only have one another. Besides, she tends to give useful insight every now and then.
>Time is of the essence, look for anything that might prove useful and head out in search of the Houndour.
>Reevaluate your options, there are still plenty of places to find Pokémon, sit down, and use your head.
>Other/ write-in.

>>5753612
> Time is of the essence, look for anything that might prove useful and head out in search of the Houndour.

>>5753612
>Time is of the essence, look for anything that might prove useful and head out in search of the Houndour.
Give your sis a hug while you’re there, maybe explain the state of your future while you’re at it.

>>5753612
>Time is of the essence, look for anything that might prove useful and head out in search of the Houndour.
+1 to hugging sis.

>>5753612
>Time is of the essence, look for anything that might prove useful and head out in search of the Houndour
The earlier we have a pokemon, the better

>>5753612
>>Time is of the essence, look for anything that might prove useful and head out in search of the Houndour.

>>5753612
>Keep your sister company until your father returns, she’s alone most of the time and you only have one another. Besides, she tends to give useful insight every now and then.

>she tends to give useful insight every now and then.
That's such a hook and you lot are ignoring it.

>>5753612
>>Keep your sister company until your father returns, she’s alone most of the time and you only have one another. Besides, she tends to give useful insight every now and then.

>>5753612
>Time is of the essence, look for anything that might prove useful and head out in search of the Houndour.
Can we bring sister with us? If not make sure to give her a hug.

>>5753612
>Keep your sister company until your father returns, she’s alone most of the time and you only have one another. Besides, she tends to give useful insight every now and then.

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There’s no more time to waste. That mangy hound has been a pain in your ass these last few months. And today is the day of its canine reckoning. You quickly pace around the house in search of anything that could prove useful.

There are two large plastic bottles in the trashcan, you could fill them up with water to douse yourself in it just in case the Houndour gets a little feisty with its Ember.

Your father’s alcoholism could prove useful here, as there are a dozen of empty glass bottles lying around that you could use as impromptu projectiles.

There´s some rubbing alcohol lying around, you recall your father trying to drink it during one of his most self-destructive nightly benders. It may have been for the best if he had done it all that night.

There are some old clothes you doubt anyone will ever miss, maybe wrapping your legs and arms with them could mitigate some biting damage. Behind them was a [POTION] still brand new.

Under the couch you find a little packet containing some yellowish powder, on one side it’s transparent and on the other, there’s a caricature depiction of various electric-type rodent-like Pokémon. It’s “Nuzzle”, basically Stun Spores mixed with various different kinds of chemicals. It’s supposed to give a numbing and relaxing effect on the users’ body before giving them quite a violent wake-up with muscle spams a sensation of adrenaline-induced mild euphoria. A while after losing his job your father started selling the stuff. You didn’t quite get it at first, but you’ve come to understand it as you grew older and started to notice the packets strewn about around the house. If you mix a strong enough dose in the food, you may paralyze anyone or any mon that consumes it. Your father probably won’t notice, odds are he already forgot about this packet.

For a more direct approach, there’s an old broom that’s unusable, it probably would last only a couple of hits, but it’s got range. You could always take one of your pillowcases and fill it with rocks to get some solid hits in if things get dangerous, and there are a couple of knives in the kitchen, none too sharp but they are better than nothing.

If the Houndour sees you carrying around all this stuff it may put it on high alert, you’ve better come up with a plan.

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>>5753833
How do you want to go about this?

>All-out offensive: Make sure to armor yourself as much as possible with the limited means you have. Then, the moment you see the bastard you’ll start harassing it with as many impromptu projectiles as you have. Corner him in a closed-off alley, wear him down with the broom, and knock the bastard out with your improvised sap filled with rocks, you'll stab the bastard if you need to.

>Peace offering: Offer some of the remaining food with the fiery beast, see how it develops from there, and bring the bare minimum for self-defense if things get violent and to facilitate your escape.

>Paralyze it: Mix the “Nuzzle” with the food, if you are lucky, that will be enough to paralyze, if not, it should at least slow him down enough so you can get a good couple of hits to its skull.
>Other/ Write-in.

Also, regarding your sister.
Give her a hug before you head out?
>No, why would you do that?
>Hug her.

Also, last post of the night.
I'll be back tomorrow, Monday the 4th, around 12 pm MDT. Thanks for reading. See you soon anons.

>>5752800
I used to run Pokémon Urban Quest, just like this >>5752805 anon said. This quest basically uses the same setting but with a bit different focus.
>>5752474
Child abuse is illegal in the region of Aztlan, but social workers here in Silverpoint don't tend to be the most effective. A young [Anon] once called them hoping for the best. His old man paid them off and what followed was what [Anon] describes as "easily one of the top three worst beatings of my entire life" he hasn't tried to call them ever since.

>>5753835
>>Paralyze it: Mix the “Nuzzle” with the food, if you are lucky, that will be enough to paralyze, if not, it should at least slow him down enough so you can get a good couple of hits to its skull.
>No, why would you do that?

>>5753835
>Paralyze it: Mix the “Nuzzle” with the food, if you are lucky, that will be enough to paralyze, if not, it should at least slow him down enough so you can get a good couple of hits to its skull.

>Hug her.

>>5753835
>Peace offering: Offer some of the remaining food with the fiery beast, see how it develops from there, and bring the bare minimum for self-defense if things get violent and to facilitate your escape.

>Hug her.

>>5753835
>>Paralyze it: Mix the “Nuzzle” with the food, if you are lucky, that will be enough to paralyze, if not, it should at least slow him down enough so you can get a good couple of hits to its skull.
>Hug her.

>>5753835
>Peace offering: Offer some of the remaining food with the fiery beast, see how it develops from there, and bring the bare minimum for self-defense if things get violent and to facilitate your escape.

>Hug her.

>>5753835
>>Peace offering: Offer some of the remaining food with the fiery beast, see how it develops from there, and bring the bare minimum for self-defense if things get violent and to facilitate your escape.

>Hug her.

>>5753835
>Peace offering: Offer some of the remaining food with the fiery beast, see how it develops from there, and bring the bare minimum for self-defense if things get violent and to facilitate your escape.
>Hug her.

>>5753835
>Peace offering: Offer some of the remaining food with the fiery beast, see how it develops from there, and bring the bare minimum for self-defense if things get violent and to facilitate your escape.
If it doesn’t work we’ll use the nuzzle.
>Hug her.

>>5753835
>Peace offering: Offer some of the remaining food with the fiery beast, see how it develops from there, and bring the bare minimum for self-defense if things get violent and to facilitate your escape.

>Hug her.

One soft spot. Just one.

>>5753835
> Paralyze it: Mix the “Nuzzle” with the food, if you are lucky, that will be enough to paralyze, if not, it should at least slow him down enough so you can get a good couple of hits to its skull.
> (Write-in) Affectionately ruffle your sis's hair and promise you'll be back soon

>>5753835
>Paralyze it: Mix the “Nuzzle” with the food, if you are lucky, that will be enough to paralyze, if not, it should at least slow him down enough so you can get a good couple of hits to its skull.

>Hug her.

>>5753835
>Peace offering: Offer some of the remaining food with the fiery beast, see how it develops from there, and bring the bare minimum for self-defense if things get violent and to facilitate your escape.

>>5753835
>Peace offering: Offer some of the remaining food with the fiery beast, see how it develops from there, and bring the bare minimum for self-defense if things get violent and to facilitate your escape.
>Hug her.
Man must pursue peace in unpeaceful times.

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>>5753835
>>Peace offering: Offer some of the remaining food with the fiery beast, see how it develops from there, and bring the bare minimum for self-defense if things get violent and to facilitate your escape.
>Carry at least some water in out back pocket or something, just in case

>Hug her.

I really want to see if we can take her with us when we start our journey. QM, how much older are we than her? She doesn't deserve to be left alone with pops when we leave; he might get angry enough at us he ends up beating her to death while drunk or something.

>>5754052
We're 16 years old.
For some reason I remember it being stated that our sister is 11 years old, but I can't find anything in the thread to corroborate that.

>>5753835
>Peace offering: Offer some of the remaining food with the fiery beast, see how it develops from there, and bring the bare minimum for self-defense if things get violent and to facilitate your escape.
We've given it the stick, now it's time for the carrot.

>Hug her.

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>Paralyze it

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>Peace offering.

After much consideration, you decide on a more “civil” approach. That Pokémon and you have quite and hostile relationship. If you want it to listen to you and cooperate it’s probably for the best to smooth things over. You prepare some of the food and a small plastic bowl to use as a sign of no ill will.

Besides the food, you take some of the empty glass bottles and the pillowcase to fill with rocks in case the need to defend yourself arises. Also, you fill the two large plastic bottles with water, thankfully it hasn’t been cut off. The [POTION] may prove useful so you take it along as well. It’s probably for the best to not carry the “Nuzzle” around, you could get arrested for having it on you and you got no cash for bribes.

You’ve put your makeshift capture kit inside an old backpack and get ready to leave.

“Where are you going?” Asks your sister. The young girl seems worried after seeing you rummaging around the house and packing your bags.

In the old days, before all the regulations and laws were put in place to regulate Trainers, she’d be considered old enough to start her own journey, She’ll be turning eleven soon, but she looks younger. You can’t picture her traveling alone, by herself, in a hostile region.

You don't give a shit about anything, about anyone. You stopped doing that a long ago. In this world you are meant to fend for yourself, you don't have the time, power, energy, or resources to worry about others. It's just plain logical to you.

There’s something about her expression that doesn’t let you leave in peace. You want to tell her to stop worrying about you and calm her down, but words fail you. You’ve never been good at comforting people; you’ve never tried to do it before.

Dammit, why does she have to waste her energy caring about you?

Instead of saying anything, you hug her.

It’s awkward at first. Neither you nor she are used to this, for you two, physical contact usually correlates with pain. You try to be gentle with your embrace but it’s almost robotic, you can notice how her body stiffens up and tenses, worried that you might have scared her you try to let go but she reacts instantly, clinging desperately to you, with more strength than you expected from her tiny, emaciated frame. She buries her face into your shirt and doesn’t let go for a good full minute. She tries to say something in a barely audible voice “Don’t leave…” but she stops, she doesn’t want to be a burden to you. Instead, she tries her best to force a calm expression and wishes you to be safe.

Your chest aches.


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>>5754466
>Weakness acquired.
> [Older brother]: This might possibly affect the difficulty of specific rolls. Mostly related to your younger sibling. Her well-being may influence your decisions and state of mind giving you both bonuses and penalties. This trait can change depending on your choices.

After biking through, the surrounding streets for a couple of minutes you find it. The Houndour is lying under a small shade, growling at any passerby that crosses its path, but the canine doesn’t try and chase them, it just intimidates them. It seems a little melancholic if Pokémon are even able to feel that way. You don’t understand what its criteria was to single you out as a possible chewing toy but your days of being chased around by this fiery asshole are over. At least that’s the idea.

Once he notices you the hound gets up in all fours. Its growls grow fiercer, but it doesn’t try to attack. Instead, it stays in place, its eyes fixed on you. The Houndour takes a couple of steps back as if it were getting ready to run away.

>Just lay the food down, respect its space, and see its reaction. Take it slow.
>Show it the food, carefully approach it as much as you can, and then wait for it to approach you. (May require roll)
>You need to assert your dominance here. Approach it, head held high, looking it dead in the eye, and have it eat from your hand. (May require a hard roll)
>Other/ Write-in.

>>5754467
>Show it the food, carefully approach it as much as you can, and then wait for it to approach you. (May require roll)

>>5754467
>Show it the food, carefully approach it as much as you can, and then wait for it to approach you.

>>5754467
>Show it the food, carefully approach it as much as you can, and then wait for it to approach you. (May require roll)
Can’t afford to not be a little bit of the aggressor, but also can’t afford to risk getting in severe burn or bite distance.

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>>5754467
> (Other/ Write-in) If we aspire to be a trainer then we ought to start acting the part. Place the food down in front of us then stand stock still while intensely staring forward. When the Houndour enters our line of sight, decisively close the distance to it using our finest Trainer Stride(tm) then challenge it to a pokemon battle. (Basically just the 'Assert Dominance' option except more autistic)

>>5754467
>You need to assert your dominance here. Approach it, head held high, looking it dead in the eye, and have it eat from your hand. (May require a hard roll)

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You should be careful to not come off too strong as to make the Houndour flee or that he’ll see you as a threat. But neither should you show hesitation or play it too safe, you need results. Opting for a middle road, you slowly approach the canine, food in hand.

Roll me a d100

DC: 55
Best of three.