7th pokeball

[ghostytrainer]

Characters: John Egbert and YOU
Setting: Meadow floor; March 1-3
Format: either
Summary: Followup to this post. John managed to catch the soul extraction process on tape. Not wanting to expose himself any more than necessary, he avoided sharing it on the network and instead put note in everyone's mailbox. Now he's waiting to see if anybody responds.
Warnings: Probably just language

[Just as his note detailed, John can be found in the middle of the meadow floor between 1pm and 4pm on March 1st-3rd.]

[Not wanting to waste any time, he decides to train his Litwick and Zorua while waiting for people to show up by pitting them against one another in a play-battle. Yeah...experience gainage will be a slow process this way. He'll have to go monster hunting later. His Dusknoir floats at his side, arms crossed over his chest as he watches over the fight.]

[Now hopefully anybody who's here about the tape will be able to recognize him based on the dumb little doodle on his note...]

Comments

[true_noir]

It does not really improve or worsen my mood. It simply clarifies something for me. And yes, I assume the admins can behave like gods in this world. It helps to explain how they can keep some in this place.

...

How powerful can these creatures be?

[She idly wondered if he was aware that she was trying to tactically assess their potential threats to herself.]

[ghostytrainer]

Well generally speaking, they can be quite powerful. There are some that are basically gods among Pokemon.

[true_noir]

I have ... some experience with gods. When you say gods, do you mean things of similar power to what a person would expect?

[ghostytrainer]

[He nods.]

Yeah. Hell, supposedly the creator of that entire universe is a Pokemon. There are others that can control the weather, the sun, the moon...basically it's like your typical myths from any other universe. Only replace gods with Pokemon.

Obviously, I don't have any of these. They're incredibly rare, to the point of only one existing at a time, and pretty much impossible to control.

[true_noir]

I will be honest and say I am somewhat relieved that you do not, and that they are more like forces of nature than anything. Still, it is a disturbing sort of weapon for people to have.

[ghostytrainer]

Pfft, yeah tell me about it. [This one time, Team Rocket got their hands on the three legendary beasts of Johto. It didn't end well for anybody...except for the beasts.]

Oh, by the way. What's you're name?

[true_noir]

Ah yes, I do have you at somewhat of a disadvantage, don't I John? [A dry chuckle was followed by another of those perpetual, impish little smirks.]

Chloe. It seems a poor trade, though, for the information you've shared.

[ghostytrainer]

[John waves a hand dismissively, smiling.]

It's nothing! I wasn't expecting anything in return for this, after all. It's just something people deserved to see, you know? If they so wanted to. I would have broadcasted it over the network but somehow I get the feeling that would be...well downright dumb, all things considered.

[He definitely doesn't want Ruana to eat him. That would suck. And since now he knows that she knows that there were people down there...]

[true_noir]

Well, it would have been spectacular, if fatal in all likelihood. Still, I do feel I owe you a little...

[ghostytrainer]

Hmm [He scratches his chin.] You already told me your name so I can't really think of any other information you could give me in exchange.

[true_noir]

Then let us try this. One day you may have a question of me. Ask, and unless it is of my old world, I will answer.

[ghostytrainer]

Sounds fair to me! You have yourself a deal, Chloe.

[true_noir]

All the same... thank you. This has been informative. I think some put too much stock in it, but it is at least helpful to be aware.