Set in the original region of Arciel, Legends Rising is a route-inspired, but not strictly route-based, Pokemon roleplay. Pick a faction, pick a class, and strike out into the wild to take on the League, master Contest coordination, research the mysteries of Pokemon and Arciel, and much, much more. Will you be a classic trainer? A criminal? A farmer? Choose your destiny on Legends Rising.
This was just like being stuck in an endless level where she was bound to lose- a level where there were no repeats and the quest items were burried far away from the realm of possibility. People bounded around her, scurrying and chattering like it wasn't just the break of dawn, like there wasn't a dastardly mission on their hands.
Gaki had no idea what she was getting into when she decided to go to a farmers market, where vendors screamed at the top of their lungs at hours unknown to the silver haired girl and the sky had barely cast a peep on the world below. She just wanted some fresh food- maybe to like... socialise with the NPC's, get their affection levels up so she could gain decent crops hopefully for a cheap price in the near future- bargaining- that's what they did in games.
But oh. This was not a game. The world of middle-aged farmers pushing and shoving in order to try and get the ripest berry, the juciest fruit, was not one she had ever anticipated living in. How did these NPCs have so much energy?! How did they know exactly what they wanted, and where to get it?
The girl fidgited now, hand tightening around her limited edition harvest moon tote bags in order to support herself. This was a mission, this was a quest- she had to move, get herself situated and accustomed to the weird level design- before she got stuck in the puzzle phase.
Weaving around bustling strangers she was constantly overwhelmed with what she saw- how was one Pinap berry different to the Pinap berry another vendor sold? She very nearly got bowled over by small toddlers in plaid wearing cowboy hats on a few occasions- this market- this quest- hadn't even been in a farming town. It'd been set up in Birch! So... why was it so crazy at 6am?!
She found herself very slowly edging through the crowd, very nearly elbowing a few people when they got too close, eyes bouncing around, trying to spot something- anything- and that's when she saw it. A small vendor not too far away- and nobody was there! Maybe she could catch her breath, chill and... attempt to learn things?
It took a look of Gusto, but Gaki managed to break from the flurry of people and push herself towards the vendor, a bush-bearded man who looked entirely too gleeful to have a customer- bulging eyes- a tight-lipped smile- oh. Oh this was... this was a bad idea. She tried not to speak, not to say anything as she took in his stock- strange looking potatoes with an odd purple hue, slightly off coloured berries... The girl took a breath, then her eyes flicked up to the stranger. "...these don't look fresh."
The man looked dumbfounded at her, a strange expression flicking across his eyes as he moved to hold up one of the potatoes, which almost seemed to squish under his touch. "Nonsense! These are the freshest tato's to ever come outta ole' jacakroo's farm- 90 pen a tater, mind you- just smell it, girlie-" Gaki barely had time to back away as the man attempted to shove it forward, and the girl stumbled back.
Oh- oh this was her new mission- she didn't... "are...you sure that's fresh?" she gulped down the immediate fear she felt- oh she wasn't built for this- but his eyes seemed to keep her trapped there, she couldn't just... leave. "and...90 pen...are you trying to scam me?"
The man slammed a fist into the table, "Scam ya?! Missy, i'm just trying to give you the deal of a lifetime- all the other stores round here? Their tatos are 200 pen, each. You wanna have one of mine, or you gonna go away regretting it?" He was trying hard to make a sale, and for a moment Gaki's hands were brought to her hair. She couldn't tell he was lying, she hadn't made a good enough perception check on life! What if she saw all the other potatoes around the area were expensive, and when she came back to get his he wouldn't let her because she missed out on the opportunity?!
The girl moved to cross her arms over her chest, her gaze flying around, as if searching for help- for clues. What did she do?!
The librarians were kind enough to help her. Well, help is a generous term. She asked them about events, and they proceeded to guide her through all of her options and any details of them. Nice young people, they were. One of the options they told her about was Birch City's Farmers Market. It didn't take her long to decide to go, and soon she was prepared for any early day come sunrise.
And an early day it was, just like the good days on the farm. Clementine always found it difficult to sleep past sunrise, no matter where she was. Since she's in between routes and in Birch, she decided to search for things to occupy her time until she went out into the wild again.
Maybe the wild was more her speed, because goodness gracious was it busy. The sun was barely up, but it felt like about half the city was here. She looked around a moment to gather her bearings, and then quickly got into the Farmer's Market mindset. Thankfully most people keep an eye out for the elderly, so she wasn't bumped around as much as she could have been, but navigating was still difficult thanks to her short stature.
Berries here.. herbs there.. Busy, busy stalls. Discussions over freshness and haggling buzzed around like a familiar fly. Clementine was here for other purposes, however. City markets like these were notorious for questionable stalls, which hurt the event's reputation in the long run. Her goal was to hopefully dissuade a scammy stall once and for all. These city folks just don't know the good she's doing.
Speaking of city folks, a young girl with a hair and height like her own was at an otherwise empty stall. A stall attempting to sell rotting potatoes, at that. "Ooohhh don't you dare touch them thangs, girl!" Granny cried loudly while she shuffled over to the stall and the girl quickly, "These potateos are dang near as old as I am!" She complained, poking a finger at the produce then the stall owner.
The stall owner was furious now, "Old?! Ya mus' be blind, these taters are as fresh as can be!" He was almost furious at this point. "Insult me all you want, you half grown disappointment! I'll starve you out of business if I have to!" Granny matched the man's energy, and then quickly got out a notepad and pen to copy the man's stall number down. "Just you wait until I get me on the phone, your stall will be as good as your sh-tty taters in no time!"
The mans voice kept luring her closer to a sale, he sounded angry, his voice harsh, promising a deal nobody else could compare too- and it's not like she could really like... say otherwise, right? Gaki didn't know the proper cost fo Potatos, she didn't know what the ripest ones looked like- this was like a game puzzle she was set to lose. She'd gone to attempt to fumble out an answer when the voice of a lady distracted her. A rescue NPC?! The plots tunneling forward!
The potatos were... as old as the lady?! Gaki's gaze moved to view her properly, about her height as looking as if she was about to rip this mans world apart. Gaki wasn't good at calculating age, but she must have had a few years behind her at the very least. At her accusation, Gaki took a step back from the stall, raising her hands up with her eyes narrowed... What kind of villain was this man? Why would somebody attempt to scam at a farmers market? With... with kids around?
She had to admit, the grandmas fire and spit directed at the man was probably deserving of an applause, not that she'd ever admit that. Gaki didn't know what to say, or how words worked. What did a player do in this situation? Especially to keep the plot rolling forward... She looked back to the lady before at the man. "...you're scum." She mumbled out, her hands moved back into her pockets and she fidgeted. ...Are... potatoes even supposed to cost 90 PD, or was that a lie too?
For a few minutes more she watched the granny give the man a taste of his own medicine, unsure what to do or say. She was going to call him up and report his store? "...miss...are you a cop or sumthin'? shouldn't a pic of his face be taken too for the policers?" there was another pause and she shifted, hands pulling her jacket closer to her, she was obviously out of her element.
Clementine was so wrapped up in telling the seller what's what that she had forgotten it was to help out this silver haired girl. Poor thing, to be going gray at such a young age. "Don't you worry, dear. I'm no cop, but I sure do know how to get some to get to work." The young thing was onto something, as well, "Hmm.. It'd be nice to get a picture of him, but I don't have a camera on me." Not that she really knew how to use one that well, but that was another issue in and of itself.
The stall owner began to protest, but Granny was right back at his throat as soon as she heard him speak. He was talked into silence pretty quickly.
At hearing the thanks from the girl, Clementine fixed her hair some and smiled warmly, "It's the least I could do, I've spent my life farming -- still goin' strong too," she added quickly, then went back to her normal speaking pace, "It's only natural that I help out those newer to the field."
It was truly rare someone so young, gray hair or not, to be interested in farming. The sight was motivational to say the least, and Clementine would do her best to keep this girl's interest alive. Goodness knows the world needs more well meaning farmers.
Oh? So she's not a cop? She must just be an NPC with a justice trait programmed, then. That was actually pretty cool!? She'd never met many in real life, at least who didn't pretend to be brave or who weren't playing out a character. Such fire from a lady who appeared to be this old? Could be well respected by Gaki. As she further claimed she didn't have a camera Gaki's mouth opened and closed, and a small hitn of a smile peeked thriugh, "...okay. i have one, let me just..." She moved to grab her phone, shifting it on pretty quickly. As the man began protesting and Granny started ripping him a new one, Gaki quickly opened up her phone and took a picture of the stall, the goods and the man behind it.
This was almost like a detective game, where you were taking photos of the crime scene to piece together the plot! Holding up the phone and tilting her head, Gaki let out a soft noise to get the womans attention, "evidence has been collected, I can send it through to the police online on one of birch's forums?" She didn't exactly think that the lady might not know what a forum was, Gaki couldn't even begin to fathom it, so instead she shrugged her shoulders.
Oh! So she was a vetran farmer? Gaki's eyes opened a little wider, truly a plot-changing opportunity. She'd have to take advantage of the options she'd been given then. "thats... so cool..." She pocketed her phone and returned back next to the old lady, trying to formulate what to say with her low socialisation skill-set. "you're like one of the farm mentors in harvest moon."
That- probably wasn't what she should have said, but it slipped out. Gaki's face tinted red slightly and she moved to cross her hands over her chest, suddenly trying to defend her words to the lady. "Sorry- uh. What I meant to say is you're a veteran farmer, and... i... only finally got my papers in this week..." That works, right!?! Bring it home, Gaki! "...could you show me what...normal potatoes look like? this market is really easy to get lost in and the quest npc didn't give me a map..."
Leave it to the young ones to have a camera on them. Clementine was proud of the new farmer, despite her lack of knowledge about actual farming. That can be fixed, all Granny would need to do is spend more time with the young girl to show her the ropes. Hopefully that'd help keep her interested in farming, too.
Maybe if all else fails, Granny could turn this girl into the one who'd inherit the Lynn family farm if none of her kids came by in time. It's a dark thought, but a necessary one at the age she's at.
Forums? Was that a new technological service? Like texting, maybe? "Yeah, beep them through the forums so they know what's going on," Clementine answered, trying her best to sound like she knows what forums are, "Will they get it this week?"
Harvest Moon? Another thing she didn't know about. The girl started correcting herself, and Granny caught on. Harvest Moon must be the name of her farm. "I can, I'd love to help," Clementine said, smiling warmly, "Harvest Moon is such a cute name for a farm, by the way. It's exciting to know you already named the place."
Beep them through to the forums... the corner of Gaki's lips twitched up, right this lady probably wasn't familiar with a lot of internet terms and slang, but it probably would do more bad than good correcting her. Hands unclasped and she smiled softly. "Uh...There should be a reply within hours, once I post it." that made sense, right? "...To...the forums." Good ob specifying Gaki, just add some more complexities to what you said so the lady struggles to fully understand... but it's fine!
Her hands settled at her hips as the lady said she'd help show her around, thank everything for these tutorial NPC's who are able to show herthe ropes, or else she'd probably end up stumbing around like a lost villager making no mark on her farm at all!
And her little quip about harvest moon had a very soft laugh leaving Gaki's lips- she was trying. "Harvest moon in a game, actually." A shrug came and went and she tilted her head now, how did she... explain this without making it too complex? "Like... a simulated farming tutorial, with cute characters..."
That was simple enough to understand, right? Gaki hoped so, otherwise she'd probably just made things sound incredibly weird. "My farm is actually called uh..." Her voice died off for a moment, almos timidly. The name would probably be seen as bad or stupid, and she might no understand the play on linear games and their checkpoints, but still she could just... explain, or say the name and leave it at that- who was Gaki kidding, anyway. "...Save-Point acres... me and my cousin built it from scratch."
A silence stretched for a moment before she tuged slightly on a ponytail, her gaze trailing around the area, there was lots of shouting venders, crowds a dozen- she had no idea where to start! "e-erm...thanks... where... do we start?"
"Hours?" Clementine asked, surprised and perplexed, "That's awfully quick for such a little square." The small fact of the forums not taking long shocked Granny, much like the first time black and white TVs were available for purchase.
Ahh, this young girl was cute when she laughed. Clementine felt right at home in a grandmotherly role with her, even if they barely knew each other. "Save Point Acres? I don't know why you're saving points, but it's still a nice name for a farm." It's important to be supportive of the younger generation, even when they make no sense.
Oh, right! She was supposed to be teaching as well. "Well, let's start with potatoes," Clementine said, slowly scuffling over to a nearby stall. She was careful to stick close to Gaki so neither lost their way. If Gaki were to follow, once they were both at the stall Granny would speak again, "You see how these are brown and firm in your hands? This is what a good potato looks like. This kind, at least. They're called russet potatoes, and you want to avoid any russets that aren't brown." Her passion made her talkative, but she made sure to speak slowly and pause inbetween points, "If it's green, it's gone bad and can be a little poisonous. If it's purple, white, or black, it's gone moldy. Moldy russets will be squishy and a bit smelly too."
Awfully quick for... a little square? Gaki blinked a few times, trying to process how little the lady knew about technology. Being raised around it, she wasn't quite sure what else she could say... so instead she just nodded, "...it's a very speedy little square, 5G." it didn't occur to Gaki that Granny probably had no idea what 5G was either, but this was fine. At her statement about the name Gaki pushed a hand through her hair, the lady probably didn't know much about games either- but weren't save-points just universally where people were to recharge?
"A save point is where you go to recharge, up your stamina and your boost your status- though it is dependent on the type of game for how much you recharge...uh..." She was overexplaining, and felt her face flush, knowing that even after this the Granny probably wouldn't get it. "...like...the place where you sleep, can also be called a save-point- so I thought it'd fit..." hopefully that made it a little easier to understand for her, she hoped.
As the topic was quickly changed Gaki nodded, stuffing her hands back into her pockets as the duo continued forward to a nearby stall- they had a variety of goods but the main focus was what she was almost got scammed for- potatoes!
She was glad for this tutorial NPC, she would have been truly awful at her whole harvest moon thing otherwise- and to top it off she was kinda actually nice! So nice that Gaki didn't quite know how to act around the old lady. As she began speaking Gaki quickly got out her phone and began taking strategy notes, otherwise she'd forget quickly. Only go for brown russet potatoes that are firm to touch! Green russet potatoes are the equivalent to a poison spell, and the other colours are off or mouldy.
Gaki nodded to her notes and placed a hand to her cheek. "So go for the firm brown ones..." A pause, "How can you tell uh... russet potatoes from other potatoes, and what type would have higher demands?"