Enchanted Orchard

[Tiki]

-coming from gloomy ravine-

Holding the Farfetch'd in her hands, Penelope traveled to another part of the forest where the tree branches opened up more spaces for the sunlight to shine through. The area and the air was warm and maybe a bit humid again to travel, as she can feel herself sweating already. If this wasn't in the middle of nowhere, she would have picnicked here, but she wouldn't want to risk being alone here at night. She continued traveling until she found a path that looked like it'll lead her to somewhere.

-going to shady glen-

[Dan]

Upon capturing the 2nd farfetch’d, Ororo began doubling back toward the keeper of this bird. This chase was quite the fork in Ororo’s path. She knew she needed this prize in order to more safely get through the rest the forest. Her Corsola teetered behind Ororo, chirping happily. Although Ororo was quite tired of this adventure, which was not even half over yet, Malibu was perfectly content with being out and about. Along they waddled through the thicket, hoping to near the end of this inconvenient side quest.

((Adding 89 words to the incubator lol))
Going to Shady Glen))

[Andrew]

OOC NOTES:

...Entering from Gloomy Ravine in search of Farfetch'd

Andrew seemed to cover more ground alone somehow. He wasn't sure if his Pokémon took small steps and slowed him down, or if he'd just walked faster because the forest had made him nervous. Either way, he soon arrived the Enchanted Orchard.

"Wow, this looks amazing." he commented to himself. Even though the area was still dark and shady, the way the light hit the trees made it much less sinister. Still on the lookout for Farfetch'd, Andrew observed that he seemed to be walking in a circle. This came as a relief as he realised he wouldn't have to cross the Gloomy Ravine to get back to the charcoal maker.

"Well, if the Farfetch'd aren't here, they're either back with Sylvester or the other trainer has found them," he decided. Had it not been for the rain, it would have been nice to spend more time exploring this part of the wood. It seemed so mystical which made him curious as to what species of Pokémon dwelled there.

[Lamont]

The serenity of this section of forest was certainly a relief from its near neighbor, but the dwellers of the dark were still about the same. Distant rustles of unseen things scurrying about in the bushes, occasional flutters of something nearby but out of sight, and intermittent glimpses of shapes moving in the peripheral vision. Yet none seemed threatening. They were merely wild pokémon wanting to keep to their quiet lives while Andrew moved about. Well, all except one.

Waiting in the wings of a tree a certain vegetable loving duck watched the trainer with utmost interest. It remained still as a statue so as to not draw any attention to itself, but that in itself was an endeavor. It was so excited. A new face, a new target of its mischief. Teasing Sylvester can only be so entertaining when it was the norm. The bird squirmed in place, no doubt making a few small noises as it watched and waited for the perfect moment.

Unfortunately Farfetch'd's eagerness got the better of it. Once Andrew was anywhere even considerately close the duck jumped into action. With an ear shattering quack it jumped into the air toward the boy and made a downward strike with its leek. It fell well short of hitting anything but the ground of course, but it was certain the sudden cry would do enough to get a reaction from the trainer. With its feet now on the ground it stuck its beak into the air and flourished its leek, pointing an end at Andrew in challenge.

Farfetch'd #2 was found!
Go here to fight

[Andrew]

OOC NOTES:

Leaving for Shady Glen...

Although it wasn't saying much, the wild duck had put up a better fight than expected. It had, at the very least, given a firsthand preview of the hidden machine Sylvester promised as a reward. Nevertheless, Farfetch'd couldn't meet the standard set by Andrew's Pikachu and was currently out for the count.

Ruffle cockily puffed out her chest and held her head up high. It had been a while since she'd been chosen to battle but that didn't seem to hinder her one bit.
"Good job! ...And thanks for that." Andrew was just about over the nasty fright. Already, he'd decided that getting it back to its carer would be such a weight off his chest. He wanted a little interaction with it as possible.

"Ruffle, you can keep me company out here for a while, if you like," he suggested. Since Sanga had been recalled to his Poké Ball, he'd been walking about on his own. It was a bit lonely to be in such a huge forest without any companions to talk to. On top of that, Ruffle was his best bet if this Farfetch'd suddenly sprung back to life. From what he'd seen already, it would be no surprise if the flying-type decided to pull some sort of prank.

Ruffle gave a tiny thumbs up in response to Andrew's offer. She used her tail to lift herself off the ground and hop into his arms, before crawling up onto his shoulder.
"Okay then, let's hope the other Farfetch'd has already been found because I'm so done with this." He crouched over and picked up the fainted Pokémon, carefully removing the leek from its grip. "Ruffle, hang onto this for me until we get back to where that guy is. I don't want any more big surprises."

[Tarlar]

--Entering from Gloomy Ravine--

The path Pia had found curved around and soon Astrid was panting from the exercise she was not used to since it wasn't like this forest path was even or easy to walk on. She stumbled over a root and Yakul looked worried at her and nudged her gently. Astrid smiled reassuringly, wiped the sweat of her forehead and kept going, it didn't go fast but they were doing some progress.

They reached a clearing which was full of bushes, several webs were strung between them and the trees but no spiders were in sight. Instead a lonely hoothoot was drowsily snacking on the berries which were on one of the bushes. It looked up tiredly and then returned to its meal, Janus scrambled up on Yakul and hid in her leafy fur.
"Careful, it eat bugs that is why the others are hiding," he warned and Pia snorted.
"We others are not bugs, but I wouldn't complain if it tried anything. I could use some aerial battle training," the trumbeak answered and rolled her shoulders.

"It looks rather tired, I wonder if it has chased off all the ones who has made the webs?" Astrid commented as she looked around.
"Well, we came to find the farfetch'd so we better get it back as soon as possible, to be honest I think I need a little break as well before attempting again," Astrid said thoughtful and then lead the way around the clearing and on the path on the other side, leaving the hoothoot to its meal.

Wordcount: 258
--Leaving for Shady Glen--

[Venominon]

Arriving from Gloomy Ravine

After leaving the damp, dark area known as the Gloomy Ravine, Venom traveled in the only direction he could, and entered an area that had come to be known as the Enchanted Orchard. Straight away, Venom could see how it got its name. This section of the Ilex Forest was filled with all kinds of plant life and greenery. Not to mention plenty of Pokemon that were well-suited to this lush environment. Even though he had an unconscious Farfetch'd in his arms, the ninja couldn't resist taking a quick look around. So, he did. Then, after a good thirty or so minutes of sightseeing, Venom decided that it was time for him to return to the place where his Ilex adventure began. The Shady Glen.

OOC: Venom departs for the Shady Glen.

[❤ Aphrodite ❤]

Coming from Gloomy Ravine...

After finding one of Sylvester's Farfetch'd and defeating it in a Pokemon battle, Aphrodite and her Gallade escorted the wild duck through the Gloomy Ravine and to their new location known as the Enchanted Orchard. "Thank goodness we made it out of that swamp. This place is a whole lot prettier ad more inviting. In fact, it's quite enchanting even with all of this ice. It's like a winter wonderland!" Aphrodite stated with a smile, enjoying the peaceful and beautiful sight around her. Of course, she could not allow herself to get too distracted by the magical orchard, she still needed to deliver the Farfetch'd back to Sylvester.

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OOC: Raina will forget Water Gun and learn Bubble Beam.

[Caramell 🍬]

 
MISHU MIZUMA
Dark Type Trainer •
Education / Science

A strange wind rolled through the towering trees that swelled up in the distance like large statues through the dense fog. It’s cold touch nipped at Mishu’s bare arms, causing her to wrap them against herself as though she were hugging herself. She gently rubbed her arms with her hands and shivered from the chilly air and crept through the dark overcast of the forested region. The tall trees draped their long branches down from their rooftops up high towards the forested floor below. Dried leaves and brittle twigs crunched and snapped underfoot, making their sounds seem to echo in her mind alongside the restless thoughts that kept her slowly lurking forward.

Her team was a bit worse for wear. Though the ebony trainer kept the black and white panda incarcerated to its ball for the time being, she carried it out in the open with a free hand and stared at it with her honey amber hues thoughtfully. Would her Pancham help her understand the mystery better? Would he try to rush through the tall grasses and prickly bushels that sprung up along the way in between the large trunks of the towering trees? Yōsei continued to run ahead, jumping from limb to limb in the trees while laughing with a strange, almost deranged laughter. He would twist and turn through the many trees, darting in and out of sight, and occasionally leap out behind one of his teammates to tap them on their backs and spook them.

When Yōsei leaped down on top of Akira, the two rolled through the grass, tussling, and tumbling about wildly. Mishu stopped along her tracks and watched as her hasty mouse snapped angrily at her playful demon. Would they ever learn to work more cohesively? Was it simply that Akira was getting slowly fed up with Yōsei's shenanigans? It certainly didn’t seem like it was getting any easier to handle him, as though he were growing more feral as time progressed instead of less feral. What could she do to reel in some of the behavior, without completely limiting his own unique personality? Part of her struggled with this notion, knowing that his training was her responsibility while also understanding that there were parts of ‘who’ he was as a species that couldn’t be completely eradicated from his being.

“You’ve tried to scared me for the last time, you treacherous imp!” Akira snapped as she ripped into Yōsei's side with one of her long claws. Yōsei laughed, bouncing off her and jumping on top of a large boulder. He rubbed the side gently with his small hands and grimaced from the deep welts his ‘friend’ caused. “Ah, come on, Akira!” Yōsei pleaded, batting his short eyelashes playfully at her. “Don’t tell me you’re upset with me? It’s only a prank! You just need thicker skin!” He tried to insist. Though, when Akira rushed after him while snapping her teeth threateningly in the air, Yōsei would dart off through the thick undergrowth of the surrounding forest. Akira chased after him close on his heels with every step.

“This was the team that bested me?” Sylvester’s Farfetch’d asked incredulously with one raised eyebrow, but followed along loyally as Mishu instructed. They seemed like they were haphazardly thrown together with no real cohesion. He misunderstood their dynamic entirely. Yōsei then jumped up onto Mishu’s back and scrambled so that he could sit on her shoulders with his legs loosely wrapped around her neck after running back to the group. Akira stopped shortly at her feet and hissed from the ground through narrowed, enraged eyes. “Come down here and face me like a real Pokemon!” Akira demanded, thumping her tail impatiently on the ground. “Don’t hide behind our trainer like a coward!” She snapped.

Set at _

WORD COUNT: 633 words
OOC: Coming from Gloomy Ravine! Looking for encounter (and technically 2nd Farfetch'd).

^{Mishu | Ziggy | Wanigara | Akira | Yōsei | Reukurotta | Kumaneko}

[Avalon]

Mishu had acquired one of the Farfetch'd needed for the favor she had agreed to, but it seemed as if getting her Pokemon to cooperate with one another was another thing entirely. The antics from Akira and Yosei echoed through the wood, no doubt scaring off some of the local wildlife and alerting it to their presence. She had also yet to find anything even resembling a clue as to her theory about what was disturbing the local wildlife that had brought her into the woods in the first place. If something really was displacing so many of the local Pokemon, it would have to something truly fearsome; and something probably deeper still within the forest.

Whether displaced by something from deeper within the forest or by the imp and rat's antics, a shrill who-ing noise began to reverberate through the trees within the orchard. A rather plump owl began fluttering from the trees, coming to check on the source of the commotion. It looked down judgmentally at the antics of the various Dark types and the human wandering alongside them. Cutting through the fog with its red, round eyes the Hoothoot perched itself atop a tree branch and continued to coo at the passersby. "We've had enough trouble in these woods without all this racket!"

It seemed as if the noise from Akira and Yosei was starting to draw some unwanted attention to the little group traveling through the Enchanted Orchard. Farfetch'd would normally leap at such an opportunity to prove himself, but he was still recovering from his fight against Yosei and would not be of much help against the more agile bird taunting them from above. This Hoothoot had privately decided it would not just let them pass without putting up some kind of resistance; first the ghosts and curses that permeated these woods, and now this group came trampling through the underbrush with their noise and garbage? Unthinkable!

A wild Hoothoot (Level 15) has appeared!
Encounter here
Weather Conditions: Fog (-10% ACC)

[Caramell 🍬]

 
MISHU MIZUMA
Dark Type Trainer •
Education / Science

The young panda stood still and stared out in the direction that Hoothoot was thrown. Sharp eyes studied the tall trees where small buds popped against bright green foliage. Berries were slowly starting to ripen in their trees, creating a wonderful bounty in the enchanted orchard for the wild Pokemon to flutter around and fill their guts with. Kumaneko’s focused remained firm and strong. She made sure that her opponent would not rise against for another round and should Hoothoot find the strength and willpower to stand up and fly back towards her, Kumaneko would remain ever ready to grab the bird once more. When it did not return, she pounded her fists against her chest and puffed her chest out with a bright smile.

Mishu smiled as well. Watching her new companion in the heat of battle was something else. Though the wild avian used powerful psychic powers to try its best to unnerve her small bear, Kumaneko remained firm in her own ways. She rushed forward both times that the bird’s eyes began to glow and snatched the bird by its body, spinning Hoothoot around wildly to toss it back into the woods it came from. It was impressive to see the small fighting type go. Mishu couldn’t wait to see what kind of bear Kumaneko would be upon her eventual evolution into a true Dark Type Pokemon while she was able to truly appreciate the pure Fighting Type for who she was as an individual. “You were amazing Kumaneko.” Mishu praised the panda.

Kumaneko spun around on the tips of her feet and narrowed her eyes suspiciously at Mishu. She didn’t know her well and had yet to see that this thirty year old educator as a worthy leader. Would she follow this trainer now that she belonged to her, captured through some ill twisted sense of fate by a Nest Ball. She’d come from the forested home she’d known her whole life to leap over the well known fence line to the old lady’s garden, only to be swallowed up by the strange device. “Next challenger.” Kumaneko snapped a finger, then turned to pluck a leaf free from a spindly branch on a nearby shrub. She chewed on it thoughtfully while turning away from Mishu with a firm expression. Mishu sighed with a soft smile and shrugged, before turning away leading the way through the densely wooded area out of the Enchanted Forest.

Why should she expect anything different from her small panda? Kumaneko barely knew her and Mishu barely knew Kumaneko. She needed to build her relationship with her small panda if she had hope of them being able to work together as a proper team. Though Mishu had no shortage of Dark Type Pokemon to help mentor and nurture Kumaneko so that she would eventually evolve into the amazing and often feared Pangoro, she had to doubt whether that even mattered if the bear held little interest in her or the other teammates. As they walked through the Enchanted Orchard, Mishu was careful to notice her small bear keeping up at a distance through the forest.

Set at _

WORD COUNT: 524 words
OOC: Moving to Shady Glen. Kumaneko will forget Leer and learn Low Sweep. Self-Updating.

^{Mishu | Ziggy | Wanigara | Akira | Yōsei | Reukurotta | Kumaneko}

[Venominon]

Arriving from the Gloomy Ravine

Unfortunately for Shinya and Sylvester, the path leading down into the Gloomy Ravine was far too steep to climb back out of. As such, the two young men were felt with no choice but to take the long way around back to the Shady Glen. By cutting through the Enchanted Orchard. And true to its name, it was quite the magical place, home to quite the nice selection of plant life and wild Pokemon. However, Shinya had absolutely no intention of stopping to see the sights, pushing on ahead with an annoyed expression upon his face, but still made sure not to move too fast, not wanting to leave Sylvester behind. The two troublemaking Farfetch'd brothers had already wasted far too much of his time for his liking, and when he finally found them, Shinya would make them wish that they had never left Sylvester's side to begin with.

OOC: Heading back to the Shady Glen from here.

[Pixel]

He reached the orchard and looked around in awe. This place would probably be really beautiful if it wasn't engulfed in fog. But he wouldn't lament the gloomy sights for long. Not when he had an objective. To find Sylvester's farfetch'd. Adrian came here in search of one of them due to a hint about berries, and this place seemed to be the best fit nearby according to the tourist map he found on his pokenav.

With another look at his device, he nodded, and released his spewpa and mightyena. "You two, I need your help finding a farfetch'd. It's a bird and about this big...it will be carrying a leek. Flicker? I need you to do your best to light things up so they can see." He was lifting his spewpa into a tree so it could look around up high in case the farfetch'd was perching, and Sarge was sniffing the ground for hints, when something shuffled nearby.

"I can't...tell what that is?" The Spewpa in his hands jumped down to the forest floor, bristling and protective. Which was kinda funny to watch considering it was, well...a spewpa. "You probably shouldn't battle whatever it is. Sarge, can you—"

Before the mightyena could even lift his head to response to Adrian's command, there was a flash of light as Ig made his glorious entrance onto the scene. No longer a freshly hatched from an egg geodude, the recently evolved graveler was quite startling to see suddenly appear uninvited. He still had not learned to stay in his pokeball and would occasionally just...break out and wander around, unbothered by the world around him.

Such as now, when he emerged, stretched his arms, and stared back at Adrian like he didn't just potentially interrupt something.

"Ig, you need to stay in your ball...I was going to have Sarge check out something over—" There was that noise again. Ig turned, and instead of letting Adrian or Sarge investigate (because it could have been a bush rattling in a breeze for all they knew), he picked up a nearby rock and THREW IT. Hard. Just lobbed it into the fog at whatever it was that had made the spewpa bristle in upset. "Ig! That...you...sigh...Seriously, Ig? Have a little restraint..." 

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Word Count:  400  | OOC:

Coming from Gloomy Ravine.

Looking for farfetch'd (or encounter).
Start w/ Spewpa then switch to Graveler for a Smack Down.

SPOILER: Click to show

[Tiki]

A certain Pokemon was enjoying its peace and quiet in the drifting fog when it heard some footsteps entering the area. It quietly adjusted itself in an attempt to hide from the invaders. It was munching on aa handful of raspberries and blueberries when it heard the Spewpa questioned her human. The humans were strange because who would send a bug type with no legs or wings to go look for a missing Pokemon? The Pokemon was hiding its laughter so bad inside its throat.

Well, that didn't last long when a beam of light broke out and revealed a large Graveeler. The earthy Pokemon growled in a baritone voice and then lobbed a rock in its direction. What the Howl? Why would this Pokemon just hurl a rock the minute after it materialized into the thin air and then just tossed a rock at it? The poor Farfetch'd was smacked and let out a loud squawk before falling into unconsciousness. Ouuchie!

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Fancy +1 level, now Level 12!

She can evolve into Vivillon, intervene?
She'll learn Gust after evolving!


Ig gained 1000 exp for winning!
1000/2269 to next level!

Farfetchd acc roll QNzf90SAp_1-100
smack down acc roll p_1-1001-100·1-100

[Pixel]

SMACK!

The rock hit something solid.

Adrian scampered over and found one of their missing farfetch'd out cold. Well then. That, uh, solved one problem? "Thanks Ig, but, uh, maybe don't do that again..." He returned the graveler as his mightyena scurried over. He picked up the bird in his arms, a little awkward but... "Well, okay. Time to figure out what that next hint meant. Something about light..." He mused to himself for a bit about the hint, trying to balance the bird in one arm so he could look at his pokenav's map. 

There had to be information in here about—

He startled when there was a bright flash of light.

Huh? Oh. 

He smiled to himself. 

Fancy was evolving. If his research was correct then the pattern of her wings should be a spring-hued, pixel-like one. Wings emerged from the side of the cocoon and then, yes, a fully evolved, fancy-patterned vivillon sprang from its former shell.

"You look good. Wanna be lookout?" he asked the butterfly with a small laugh. 

Fancy fluttered a bit and nodded. 

Time to continue onwards!

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Word Count:  000  | OOC:

Moving to Shady Glen!