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.
Gabe spent some time in Plum. There was a lot of things that he just sort of needed to get done before moving forward, and now that he had, he could take just a little bit of time for himself. This ended up with him wandering towards the outskirts of the city on the path that led down to Cherry Town.
It was a farming community. Gabe knew that, and precisely for that reason, he’d never really had a reason to go there before. However, it was rather wooded and scenic, and he wouldn’t mind wandering a little way before leaving the island. Maybe he would even make it to Cherry Town and stop in to get whatever the local produce was right then. Even this late in the fall, he knew some farmers were still growing fresh berries and other foods.
I really should have brought my bike…. Gabe hummed a little to himself. Hmmm…. Fishing out a Pokeball, he released Lizbeth onto his shoulders instead and walk-talked with her for company for now. That was better, much better.
A sound caught Liz’s attention, and the movement right after caught Gabe’s eye. Against the brown and yellows of a bush, an equally brown and yellow creature stood in wait. Gabe immediately stopped walking. “Oh…. Liz look…” Liz was already looking. The Ninetales didn’t move from his hiding spot. He stared at them waiting for them to pass.
I already have a Vulpix…. He’d already trained a Vulpix. I don’t need a Ninetales… But he already had a Charizard and Charmander. This is different. I can ride both of those… this one is too small… But it was a Fire Pokemon. “Hey there…” Gabe greeted slowly. Liz looked sideways at him before forward again and squinted trying to judge if the Ninetales would attack them for getting close. The Ninetales did not, though, even as Gabe drew in and slowly bent down. “Resting here?” Gabe asked with a small smile. The Ninetales gave a nod. “I see… you’re… very beautiful, darling,” Gabe chuckled softly. The Ninetales gave a low hum. Yes, he knew he was, what do you want?
“…Would you mind battling me? I’d love to catch you,” Gabe admitted with a small laugh. The Ninetales gave him a side eye before slowly shifting up and stepping out from the brush. Gabe was quick to back up in turn. “Thank you….” Shaking out his fur, the Ninetales called back ready. Gabe smirked— and then immediately threw a Quick Ball.
*Quick Balls have an 80% chance of catching at the first of an encounter.
When the Pokeball dinged in capture, Gabe couldn’t help but snicker. “I can’t believe it worked…” Of course Pokeballs like that were designed to work that way, but he’d never seen it in action up to that point. I may have to invest in more of those… Granted the last one he had received was rather painfully expensive. Maybe they’d go on sale again.
Lizbeth made a low displeased noise. That had been so anticlimactic and disappointing. “What? You wanted to battle it?” Gabe asked. The Charmander gave a nod. Gabe paused. “Oh. Well sorry then…heh…” The Charmander made a face and shrugged. Whatever. They were heading on now, right? Yes, yes they were.
They walked down the path relatively comfortably. As they came to a river, Gabe noticed a Barbaracle and immediately froze. Were they always that big?? He didn’t think so. A hand immediately shifted to cover Liz’s tail, and they crossed the river quickly without attracting its attention. And here I was hoping to be done with these crazy water Pokemon heh…
He walked along with Liz for a while without seeing much when a particular hum caught his ears. Gabe paused and looked sideways to Liz on his shoulder. She was squinting around too trying to pinpoint where it was coming from. As she found it, she made a directional point, and Gabe nodded walking that way. What they would come across was… a sight.
A Kadabra was sitting by a stream, washing her signature metal spoon and humming in a low tone. As she washed it off, she raised it up with her psychic power and then bent it once, twisted it around, and bent it again. A low hum of satisfaction escaped from her again as she leaned back now watching the spoon float and bend to her will.
Gabe stood there right out above the grass transfixed. Liz kept looking between him and the Kadabra and back again. Finally, she raised a claw and pressed it had against his cheek causing him to startle. Gabe fidgeted in response, and the noise had the Kadabra glancing back finally to them. She stared for a moment eyeing Gabe in particular, before looking forward again and humming low to herself once more.
Slowly, hesitantly Gabe drew forward into the clearing. Liz was quick to hop off his shoulders, ready to defend her trainer if need be. The Kadabra, however, seemed relatively calm and borderline disinterested in this human and his Pokemon. Still, every few seconds, she’d glance back to meet his gaze.
“I like your spoon game…” Gabe finally spoke. The Kadabra stopped humming and slowly turned around to face him completely. She was… she was massive even sitting down, and he was only really realizing it then. He couldn’t imagine what she was standing. “I… can do that too, actually…” he mentioned with a small smile.
The Kadabra raised a nonexistent brow at him. Was that so? What a funny human. She had not met one of those. Raising her hand and the spoon in the air in turn, she tossed it at him.
Gabe sputtered, raising a hand and then catching the spoon rather than stopping it. The Kadabra chuckled, and some color came to Gabe’s features. “Just watch….” he answered. And she did, curiously. A glow came to Gabe’s eyes. The spoon slowly raised upwards and struggled only briefly before bending. A curious look came to the Kadabra’s features.
Liz’s eyes grew. As far as she knew, he hadn’t admitted his powers to anyone but her…. But here he was displaying them to a wild Pokemon. She knew… she knew why to one degree or another, the sense of kinship that came with sharing a Typing of sorts…. But still, Gabe, what the hell?
Gabe’s attention wasn’t on her, though. He was focused on impressing the Kadabra. She’d finally smile before raising something bigger up from the ground: pebbles. He followed after. And they got larger and larger items still, at least until Gabe reached his upper limit. The Kadabra stared at this and slowly nodded to herself. He was truly a gifted human, one she had not seen ever before. She would love to see him grow.
Gabe, meanwhile, was realizing what else this Kadabra could be to him: a mentor of sorts for his psychic powers. That was… that was something he had at one time looked for, wanted, craved. And suddenly he was reminded again that this could be it. This could be what pushed him. “Would you consider coming with me?” he finally asked holding out a Luxury ball just for her.
Imposter ability activate: Friendly Spirit: 10% higher capture rate via befriending for one week.
The Wild Kadabra stares at the ball for a few seconds- back up at Gabe- and then takes the ball with a very soft cry. One ball has been removed from your inventory.
For a strange hot minute after the Kadabra disappeared into the ball, Gabe stood there feeling strangely at peace. Liz stared up at him having not seen that particular expression on his features in a very long time. Slowly patting his leg, she pulled him back to reality again. Gabe shook his head and then looked down at her. “Sorry…. That was… that was fun,” he admitted softly. The Charmander shrugged her shoulders and then immediately started to climb her human, making a comfortable nest at his shoulders again. Slowly, Gabe started walking, his mind preoccupied for a while thereafter.
They walked onwards passed a Breloom who seemed to be too focused on tree-hop training to notice them and a few weaker Pokemon who were quicker to flee than to see what Gabe had with him. Gabe stopped to consider battling and perhaps even catching the Breloom, but he already had quite a few Grass Type Pokemon, and while he didn’t have that many Fighting, he did want something a bit more solid Fighting if he was going to have one. Besides, Lizbeth could have blasted it away with her fire if she really wanted to. Granted, maybe he was just picky now that he had seen what these woods could offer him in the way of Pokemon.
“Like, hello there cutie!” A chipper voice cut into Gabe’s thoughts as he walked down the path, and Lizbeth immediately tensed on his shoulders. A girl walked out from the wooded area and grinned warmly. “I see you’ve got a Pokemon with you, and our eyes met in the wild, so you know what that means!”
A small snort escaped from Gabe. “True love?” he teased causing her to sputter briefly. “Hahhaha, sorry, I know you mean a battle.” The girl recaptured herself quickly and nodded. “I wouldn’t mind,” he answered. “Liz?” The Charmander seemed to grin immediately hopping down from his shoulder.
“Leading with your weakest Pokemon first, eh?” the girl asked releasing a Jolteon. “I’ll demolish you then!” The Jolteon growled and then stood at attention again. “Quick Attack, Jolteon!” And sure enough, the Jolteon went sprinting forwards.
The sharp knock of quills against her had Lizbeth wincing, but she remained standing. “Smoke Screen, Lizbeth,” Gabe ordered in return. The Charmander’s maw immediately opened and released dark clouds into the area. The Jolteon looked around confusedly as did his trainer. Gabe and Lizbeth knew this like the back of their hand though.
“Flamethrower…” Through the clouds, a shoot of flames hit the Jolteon from one side causing him to yowl in pain. That fire was so strong??? The girl’s eyes grew as she realized. “As you can see, my Lizard Breath is not weak.”
“Hah… I guess…I guess that makes sense…” the trainer answered. “I won’t underestimate you again! Jolteon, Discharge!” A rupture of electricity filled the area reigning down here and and there.
Lizbeth yelped as she took the damage and went tripping back from it. Gabe grimaced. “You alright?” he asked. She struggled, though, as her body started to lock up. Gabe grimaced as well immediately reaching for a paralyze heal. Tossing it to her, he quickly had her recovering again. The girl made a ‘tch’ sound and continued on the offensive. Another quick attack— but this one was met with a much more forceful Dragon Rush in response. The Jolteon went tripping back and scrambled to get back up again.
The heat of battle was on them, and something in Lizbeth was changing. She wanted… she wanted more power. More power to blast away this enemy without question. He was on par with her, stronger than her even, and she wanted more… wanted… wanted… Gabe had been about to order out another attack when a shine of light caught his eyes. Both he and the trainer across from him stopped for a moment as the light grew large and reformed struggling, squirming, as if Lizbeth herself was fighting on all fronts regarding this. But then the light flashed bright and broke— and a Charmeleon was in place of the Charmander.
Gabe stared for a moment thunderstruck. The other trainer was about to say something to her Jolteon, but it was lost as Lizbeth breathed in and then spewed a vicious amount of flames out again. They were powerful— much much much more powerful than they had been before that point. Crashing into the Jolteon, they knocked him over and he struggled to get back up.
Something was wrong, though. There was a power, a fight, and anger in Liz now. She roared again— Screamed again. Charmander are known to change personality when they evolve…. Gabe had read this countless times. Pokemon in general tend to undergo one change or another, but Charmander often undergo a huge one unless properly trained…. She was screaming and attacking now without his order— using a Dragon Rush to down to the Jolteon now. The trainer was screaming saying something about stopping even as Liz was forming another Flamethrower in her maw—
“Stop it, you stupid Lizard….” Gabe’s arms were tight around his new Charmeleon, and Lizbeth locked up immediately. She blinked a couple of times in rapid succession and then slowly looked back to find him clinging around her neck. “Don’t… get so worked up…. That you start ignoring me….” A weird laugh broke from Gabe. Lizbeth stared back at him for a solid few seconds before slowly lowering her claws and relaxing her body. “I’ve got you.” A weird sob escaped into the air.
They took a short break after that. The trainer was taking care of her Jolteon, and Gabe was consoling Lizbeth. The new Charmeleon was… was very upset with all of this. She was upset that she’d been unable to stop her evolution. She was upset that she had nearly hit a downed Pokemon yet again. She was upset that for whatever reason, Gabe was so calm and cool and collected from all of this. Lizbeth was so upset with him in general. But after a while of sitting, rocking, and murmuring, she was calm again.
The trainer looked back over towards Gabe and smiled a little. “You’re really connected to your Pokemon… “ she smiled a little. “I already see that I’m going to have to keep training and working really hard before I can get to your level of communication… I hope you don’t mind, but I’m going to head out for now.”
Gabe sighed and smiled. “Thank you… hopefully we can battle again someday,” he smiled. She nodded and smiled back before leaving.
After a while, Gabe and Liz started moving again. She seemed… calmer if a little uneasy still, and he did his best to be reassuring to her. “You look a long stronger…” he commented. She side-eyed him and shrugged her shoulders in response. Gabe smiled apologetically back. “I’m just saying…” As they were walking, however, a sweet smell would catch Gabe’s nose and Liz’s right after. “Where is that coming from….” Wandering and searching a bit, they found the source— a half opened jar of honey. Had a trainer just abandoned this here? Gabe slowly looked around. “Wonder if it’s still attracting Pokemon…” he murmured.
This would… this would be a good time to test something out, actually. Setting down his bag, and fishing out a Psychic Incense that he had received, Gabe opened that as well. Could I possibly get a horde of Ralts, Kirlia, and Gardevoir? Heh, probably not, but who knew right then? Lizbeth folded her arms around herself still uneasy but calmer now. Gabe was back to his usual antics which… which helped.
Using Honey, Psychic Incense, and Gabe's Shiny Charm increases the likelihood of shiny Pokemon to 1/50.
Hmmm, there didn’t seem to be any Pokemon around yet. Gabe hummed a bit and then slowly started to look around. As his eyes caught something yellow (though maybe not as yellow as the honey), he moved over to it. “Oh hey, they’re still useable…” he commented pocketing the Paralyze heals right after. Wonder what trainer got mugged for all three of these items to drop so suddenly…
Gabe straightened a little and looked around more carefully. Was there something he wasn’t seeing just yet? “Liz, be on guard…” he warned. Liz made a low noise. She was always on guard, dummy.
The soft sounds of footsteps would cause the alerted Gabe and Liz to glanced in their direction. What they saw, however, was a rather beautiful bird sauntering forward. His eyes were alight with curiosity, his senses yearning for the enticing allure of a particular scent. His coat, however, was what stood out the most. “My… how beautiful…” Gabe chuckled. Liz slowly relaxed on seeing that this newcomer didn’t seem ready to attack or defend. Sitting back, she watched quietly.
The Oricorio stepped and swayed and twirled right after, showing off his form and beautiful steps. Another soft ‘oh’ escaped from Gabe. Stepping forward, he mimicked a few of the bird’s motions with his hands. He wished he had a few fans with which to accentuate the motion, but for now, he would use his hands. A twist, a twirl. The Oricorio chirped softly in a metronomic time. Step once, sway, step twice, sway. This was… this was fun. He kind of wished there was some music for this, though.
Hm. Fishing out his phone, Gabe flipped through a few songs before playing one with a low beat. The Oricorio tutted a moment before deciding it was a reasonable tune and then went back to dancing again. Even Lizbeth couldn’t help but sway a little bit now that there was a beat to be played. Gabe, however, got much much much more graceful as he moved. A song gave him a sense of position, poise, and purpose. This way, that. Twist, turn. He knew these steps well enough. They went on like that for a little while before the first couple of songs had completely faded away, and Gabe turned to the Oricorio again. “You make a wonderful dance partner, would you consider coming with me?” he offered out a pokeball.
Reminder: Imposter ability activate: Friendly Spirit: 10% higher capture rate via befriending for one week. Attempting to get +1 Agility for the dancing.
The Oricorio seems pleased, even flattered at the response and gave a graceful bow, pressing the button and vanishing inside without so much as a wobble.
The Oricorio was caught! One Pokeball has been removed from your inventory.
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