Washed Asunder (Where The Wild Things Are) [F] Jun 7, 2015 23:13:34 GMT 11
Post by 「JoJo」 on Jun 7, 2015 23:13:34 GMT 11
"Mummy! Mummy! MUUUUUM! LOOK AT THAT MAN! LOOK!" Yelling at the top of their lungs, it appeared a young child had noticed something on the beach that had piqued their interest. Eventually prizing over their mother, the woman let out a shocked gasp as she covered her mouth before realising she ought to cover her child's innocent eyes. "Oh my! Look away now! Not something we should be seeing. GOODNESS! HOOLIGANS THESE DAYS!" Stealing their child away, the family disappeared off just as the source of interest began to stir. Groggily turning over to lay flat on his back, it was none other than Joey. Letting out a gargle before spitting up a huge spurt of seawater from his mouth, it seemed as if he had been washed ashore after the revenge attempt on his life by the Gyarados out at sea. "Urrrrrrrgh... What the hell..." Blinking as he looked up to the sky, he glared his eyes a little as the sun was strong off the corner of his eyes. A few clouds strolled by leisurely and he even noticed the sound of a few Wingull crying out nosily. His arms brushing a little against the ground beneath him, he noted its grainy texture. "Hmm? Sand?" Sitting up with a strain, he groggily clutched his head as he looked around his vicinity. "Huh, so I washed up on a beach, eh? Phew. Bet that means i'm miles off where I need to be. And where are all my Pokemon? Dammit. And why the hell does it feel so breezy? Oh... Oh crikey."
Looking down, his eyes widened immediately as he realised something unfortunate. His swimmers had been lost. "Oh boy. Bet that's gonna scare the locals." Reaching up to touch his head, he was surprised to see his bandanna had miraculously stayed with him. "Pft, figures! Out of all the things I could keep with me and it's this bandanna. Hahaha!" Still really unsure what to do, it appeared he was left in bit of a predicament. No swimmers and no Pokemon. "Dang. Best go sneakin'. Looks like all those years of trainin' with the mentor are about to pay off." Looking over his shoulder as he was sitting up, he made sure nobody was about. Standing up and covering himself to avert any surprised reactions, he stealthily made his way along the beach. "Dunno where the hell I am but it seems pretty deserted. Guess it must be some island or summat from the looks of things. Which is good for me." Grinning wildly, he potted along with a swift jog. Deciding to follow the bend round, he was fortunate to meet a grouping of Pokemon. "GUYS!" Yelling out with resounding joy, it appeared Davy Jones, Yojimbo and Lockjaw were all sitting around looking a bit lost. Even Puka was there, his surf board submerged at the base in the sandy shore. Raising his hands to get their attention, his Pokemon turned around, blinking as if slightly lost. "Oh! Right...! Shoot. Don't worry. I washed up ok too."
Dashing over, he looked around to make sure no one else is about. "First thing's first. We need to find out where we are. Stay here, i'll do a bit of recon." Noticing a beaten path leading off upwards out of the beach, he decided it was be best to follow it along. Slowly making his way there, he rolled over into a seaside bush as he poked his head out to survey what was before him. "What the hell?! Is this some sorta seaside town or somethin'?" Noting the sparse settlement, it had a very traditional seaside town vibe to it. "Guess I ain't too far from civilisation then. Hmm..." His eye dotting over before noticing the familiar sight of a Pokemon Centre logo spinning. "Alright! Lady Luck has at least given me some love today. Just gotta get in there, get some backup from Pokemon back at the warehouse and tell Cali and Hood to get their butts over here. Then we can find this pharmacy. Better get to it... Ah." About to stand out of the bush, he stopped as he realised it would likely be an act of public indecency if he strolled into the Pokemon Centre without a care in the world wearing next to nothing. "G'damnit. Nothin' is ever easy is it." Mumbling to himself, he withdrew from the bush and made his way back to his Pokemon. If he couldn't get there, he would just ask his Pokemon too. Returning Lockjaw and Puka, he looked to Yojimbo and Davy. "Alright guys, take these Pokeballs, you get back to base and get some help from there. Use this ID to login. While you're at it, try and get Cali and Hood here too, eh? With my clothes." Nodding, Davy took the Pokeballs and ID and with that, the two Pokemon were off.
Thankfully actually having some intelligence about them, the odd duo of bodyguard otter and pirate octopus made their way to the Pokemon centre. Making their way past the sliding doors, the centre was virtually empty but the few trainers who were there gave some fairly uncertain looks. This was tempered even further when Davy Jones stood in front of a PC and Yojimbo clambered on top of him to just barely be able to reach the keyboard. Fumbling about, the Pokemon was able to login, eventually videoing with Joey's warehouse. Seemingly no one in, a gradual appearance of a ghostly face nearly had Yojimbo fall off. "Ehhhhhheheheheheh. You look like you just seen a ghost, Yojimbo! Mwahahahaha!" Laughing manically as he clutched onto his stomach, the otter leered his eyes and began flinging his arms around in the hope his recounting of events would not be wasted on Dante. "Well. Hm. I don't really follow but it seems like you want me to swap places. Heh! Why not. A spook's gotta float outta the house sometime. Hey Doop, let'... Oh?" Turning away from the screen, it seemed a certain baritone voice had picked up conversation with Dante. "Fufufufufu... Do allow me to accompany. I feel so terrible for my transgression earlier. I owe it to Joey to repay the favour." Raising an incredulous eyebrow, Dante appeared to be speaking with none other than Mephisto. "Pft, my spectre senses are tingling. You're up to somethin'. Meh. I can take ya even if ya do. We best hurry." About to transfer themselves, Yojimbo flung his arms across as if to stop that from happening.
He had forgotten one other port of call. Fumbling again to open up a new chat window, he connected with the computer suite that was logged in back at Olivine. Revealing Hoodlum snoozing, almost falling off the bed, and a haughty Calistra moodily contemplating in a chair, she came over as she noticed the otter appear up on the screen. "Oh. It's you. What is it? We've not changed our minds. We will not be swimming." Watching as he repeated the same actions as before, Calistra rolled her eyes and sighed wearily. "Of course he would somehow rile up Gyarados and get swept away at sea. Of course... Very well. Transferring." Shaking his head as he remembered he had forgotten to mention about the clothes, it all too late, Yojimbo and Davy Jones along with the other Pokeballs they had were digitised and sucked up into the computer. Reappearing with a sudden flash, Calistra and Hoodlum reappeared in Cianwood Pokemon Centre. At this point, the onlookers were now blinking their eyes and causing indents on the floor with their chins dropping so hard. About to log off from the PC, Calistra noticed a chat window still up. Maximising it, she blinked with disinterest as Dante and Mephisto were leaning in. "YOJIMBO! What's the hold up, ya crazy otter?! I am not payin' you a fee to get transf- OH! Why heeeeeello Cali. Lookin' as sharp as ever there, heheh. Where'd Yojimbo go?" Jumping himself, Dante floated around as he noticed the otter was now behind him, having been transferred back. "Ahhh dammit. C'mon, we gotta go help Joemeister." Clicking the accept, Dante and Mephisto's Pokeballs came through, to which Calistra picked up. "Right, let us find this simpleton. I can almost sense his aura nearby." Plodding out with Hoodlum in tow, that was perhaps the most weirdest scene to have unfolded in the Pokemon Centre.
Strolling along, passing by a number of buildings, they eventually found the secluded beach Joey had hid himself in. Mere seconds in spotting him, Calistra came to a halt. Her face was shadowed by her fringe and it seemed was not at all impressed by his current state. Hoodlum on the other hand burst out with raucous laughter. This was only exacerbated further when Joey stood to raise his hands and wavy his arms thoroughly to get their attention. Not that he needed to any further at that point. "AYYYYYY J-BALLER! YO' REAL O.G. GOIN' BUCKWILD! RE-PRE-SENT, YO!" Looking up, still covering himself, Joey beamed. "Hey guys! Glad Yojim and Davy got you guys. So where's my clothes?" "...Clothes? Nothing was said about clothes." Looking up with a murderous glare in her eyes, it seemed Calistra was very uncomfortable seeing her trainer so exposed. "Hmph! Only a simpleton would lose his clothing but keep his bandanna!" Raising her hand and with a feisty click of her fingers, dressed Joey from head to toe in the power of her illusions. "I had seen a number of human males wear this attire in this location. Deal with it." Freeing himself up, he looked from head to toe and gawked. "But Cali... This is... Oh come on this is total tourist gear!" Wearing a gaudy Hawaiian shirt, khaki cargo shorts and plain sandals, it was almost as if Joey was taking a vacation from his goal. "Meh whatever. Least I won't be offendin' the locals. But seriously, where are my clothes?" Making something of a shrug, Calistra shook her head. "We can get them later. Are you not worried about Slash? Come. There was a... IDIOT! MOVE!" Unable to get there in time, Calistra hoped her warning would be enough to get him out of harm's way. All of a sudden, off by the cliff they had been standing under, a number of rocks had come tumbling down.
His ears already picking up on the disturbance, Joey leapt out of danger and flourished at the end with a roll before standing back up in an agile manner. Turning to look where the dust settled, he noticed they had been sitting in a fairly unsafe area. "Phew. Close call. Wait... What's that up there on the cliff?" Having noticed something, Joey narrowed his eyes. It couldn't be... Already sensing a legendary presence, Calistra hissed as she quickly recalled herself and Hoodlum into their Pokeballs. She too had a good enough idea of what was lurking up above. If that were the case, she would need to be out of sight in order to maximise her illusions.