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(( RP blog for Morty from Pokemon. Affiliated with koinoyokan. ))

[terratimida]

Woah, he had never seen a cat snicker before. Still, he continued to pet the pokemon’s head until he heard the other’s laughter. Looking up in panic, he withdrew his hand from its position, surveying the blond for any kind of danger. He seemed safe enough… For now.

“That’s the closest looking animal that I knew of. I know I’m not that smart, so why don’t you try and teach instead of mocking my stupidity?” Unimpressed, he went back to petting the pokemon. There was a reason he liked cats more than humans.

[clairvoyantseeker-blog]

Oh my, how sensitive. Although, perhaps he overstepped some boundaries there. Giving an apologetic smile, Morty walked over and took a seat on the ground next to Gengar.

“Sorry, sorry. It really has nothing to do with your intelligence, though. Most people here have no clue because they’ve never seen one before. It’s only amusing because they’re commonly known where I’m from.” Gengar seemed pleased with the attention, and Morty reached out to pat his back. “So I suppose it is my job to teach then, hm? Where I’m from, there are powerful animals called Pokemon. This is a species of Pokemon called a Gengar. Every Pokemon has a type, classifying them by their attributes. Gengar is a ghost- and poison-type.”

[cardguns]

The more this guy talked, the more he felt like he’d stepped into an ancient darkness novel, and considering the overall look of the thing in his wagon, he wasn’t going to question his own reasoning. What did question, though, was when he had gotten so attached to his wagon all of a sudden? Maybe because something else was in it? Okay then.

“Complicated, huh?” Bringing himself to a stop, Kaito dropped the handle and crouched down to inspect this Gengar now that his earlier quest for ignorance had failed. Reaching forward, he poked it, or at least tried to, before he wibbled a little and piqued up at the mention of lots of things.

Oh boy.

“Oookay, show me what you can do then, Gengar.” He snickered curiously, unaware of the major fuck up he’d just made.

[clairvoyantseeker-blog]

Morty kept a fair distance between himself and the other after those words had been spoken. The gym leader knew his own Pokemon well enough that he was aware a prank was about to be pulled. So why did he tell Kaito to ask that? Hm, I wonder.

For one brief moment, Gengar grinned, letting out a snicker. The next moment, he was gone, fading into the air before all sight of him was lost. In the following seconds, there was a short silence, and nothing happened- but then there was an abnormality. At Kaito’s feet, the once certainly concrete surface he stood on began to ripple like water. It seemed to have turned into something much more akin to quick sand. Ah, hope you don’t mind sinking into the ground, Kaito. I wouldn’t move too much if I were you.

[avitusnota-blog]

“No problem. Lost things are precious, including this purple creature of yours. I say let’s go!” And go she did, running after the blond with little to no problems. Her eyes scanned the areas, and she thought she’d seen it twice. However, that purple creature was quick.

She slowed to a walk, thinking for a moment. If the temperature dropped when they were close, then did that mean..?

And then, all of a sudden, the purple creature just flew out of the nearby wall, sending her falling backwards with a slight yell of suprise. Although, it was now here.. and it was kinda chilly. Marianne stood back up, shaking her head just slightly.

“I think I found the purple creature with pointed ears and red eyes… but you didn’t tell me it was cute…” And then she paused for a minute, looking to the blonde and back to the purple creature.

“That’s a Gengar, isn’t it?”

[clairvoyantseeker-blog]

“Gengar, that’s rude to the lady.”

Somehow, even after all that searching, Morty didn’t seem surprised by how they found the Pokemon. Approaching the two, he was just about to offer her a hand when she stood up on her own, so he instead rested a hand on the Gengar’s head. Judging by that grin on the ghost’s face, he clearly didn’t feel any shame for his actions.

“Oh? You recognize the species?” Now, that he hadn’t been expecting. There weren’t many around here who were familiar with Pokemon, from what he had witnessed since his arrival. He was almost a little excited to hear that someone not only knew what they were, but could tell what Gengar was from a look. “You’re correct. He’s a Gengar. I specialize in ghost types.”

[terratimida]

“You’re an awfully weird-shaped cat.”

The words came out of his mouth before he could think of what they were. However, it didn’t stop the boy from tenderly reaching out to scratch at the Gengar’s head. 

“Whatever, no matter what shape of cat you are, you are a good one.” Enma mumbled quietly, continuing to pet it’s head. His other hand was petting a stray, but it had run away when it spotted the pokemon. What a shame, the more the merrier, really.

[clairvoyantseeker-blog]

There was a snickering from the Gengar, a wide grin spreading across his face, as the ‘other cat’ decided to flee. Ah, how the Pokemon loved the attention. He wasn’t the only one who seemed amused either. A short distance away, spotting the boy, was Morty, who laughed a bit before speaking up.

“My bad. I don’t mean to laugh. I’ve just never heard anyone call Gengar a cat before.” Here comes public enemy number one, laughing at the uninformed who make mistakes in their ignorance.

[kaen-youhei]

“Oh- That’d be nice…” a pause as he ran his fingers through his hair, mumbling a bit “But I um… I should be able to find it myself… T-thank you for the offer though…” as nice as the company would be he didn’t want to risk Annette showing up and deciding to cause trouble, it’s bad enough he hasn’t seen her yet.

Although that though got completely shot out the window as he introduced himself.

“M-Morty…” oh my god, he’s practically sparkling. Shuffling closer he looks like an overgrown kid who just got offered their favorite treat. “S-s-sorry!” Ace quickly realized how embarrassing he was being though, holding up his hands and waving them “I um- I actually don’t know how to put this? I’m a fan b-but uh… I’m also a ghost- aaahh… Well, that might have been obvious…”

Taking in a slow breath to calm himself down, he squeezed his hands into a ball as they dropped to his side “Erm- N-not a… N-never mind I’m just… Thank you I’llbeonmyway”

Way to embarrass yourself in front of one of your idols Ace.

[clairvoyantseeker-blog]

“Hey, hey. Calm down. There’s no need for you to rush off. You’re not the first to react that way, so there’s no need to be ashamed.”

He couldn’t help but to be amused. No, Ace was certainly not the first person to give that response. A gym leader’s job puts them in high status, making them as popular as some pop idols. Even ghost-type gym leaders, notorious for being frightening and cold (a joke to most ghost-type trainers, really), received this sort of reaction sometimes. He was quite used to it.

“I could tell that you’re a ghost, yes, but it sounds like there’s something more that you want to say. Why don’t you tell me on the way to the convenience store? I’m interested to hear.”

Pushy, pushy. How could he help himself? He was curious. Sure, this stranger was a ghost, but there was something different, he could tell. There was more to it that he didn’t know yet, and that sparked up an interest in him. Someone should probably tell him to cut it out.

[kaen-youhei]

Oh, thank god. This man seemed to have understood his wants and came over to say hi first, Ace tugging up his mask some more as he counted his lucky stars. Most people just got weirded out and walked away- Wait, didn’t he look… Familiar?

“Uh- Y-yeah” looking down at his feet for a second he quickly planted himself on the ground, sweating a little. How does he keep forgetting about that “I um… Would you happen to know where the nearest convince store is?”

There’s a long pause, blinking as he tried to recognize the face “Hey um- If you don’t mind me asking… What’s your name? You look a little…. familiar”

Please don’t be one of Xaiver’s friends…

[clairvoyantseeker-blog]

So there was something there other had wanted after all. He knew it. Morty gave a hum in thought, thinking back on the places he had visited today in relation to where they were currently.

“Hmm.... I’m new to the area as well, but I believe the closest one I’ve seen is that way.” He pointed in the direction of the convenience store. “It’s only a short walk from here. I could show you the way, if you want.”

In that long moment of silence, Morty raised an eyebrow curiously at the other, blinking in surprise once he had spoken. Was this someone from his world, or simply a misunderstanding?

“My name is Morty. Are you familiar with Ecruteak City’s Pokemon gym?”

[kaen-youhei]

A box of fancy china, a CD by someone named Kanye West, and five dollars…

Looking at the things on the counter he quickly stuffed the five dollars into his pocket, know exactly what he was going to buy. Leaving the rest of the stuff in what seemed to be his new apartment (Which he did not remember moving into) and headed out the door, nervously picking at his finger nails.

He had no idea where Xaiver and Annette were and it was making him nervous… “I’m going to get it later” Ace mumbled under his breath, tugging up his mask before realizing something.

“I… Have no idea where the nearest convince store is”

…. He could go ask that person, but instead he’s just stand-floating there, staring at them.

[clairvoyantseeker-blog]

In all his time in this city, as brief as it might have been, Morty hadn’t seen many spirits. Wasn’t that odd? Either this was some fresh territory, or the departed had no reason to linger for very long, did they? Or perhaps there were some other reasons. Of course, although there weren’t many, there were still some. One in particular seemed to have taken some notice in him. Well, he should address what ever issue had risen.

“You seem troubled. Is something wrong?”

Obviously, when a dead guy is staring at you, floating off the ground with a dark expression, the best thing to do is just outright ask what’s up. Hey, he knows what he’s doing. He’s a specialist.

[cardguns]

The clarification didn’t do much for him. Sure, he got the gist of it being an animal of some sorts… maybe… that was up for debate, but ‘species of Pokémon’ didn’t raise any flags of recognition, and Kaito ended up just staring at the blond. Then, he glanced back at the ghost as though staring at that might actually sprinkle some light on the situation.

But nope, nada.

So, Kaito took matters into his own hands and ignored his mild thirst for knowledge. “You’re saying he’s like a pet.” With an air of decision, Kaito turned and grasped the handle of the wagon, starting to chug it along to gain a reaction from the purple creature. “What kind of pet? Does he have any cool tricks?”

You couldn’t blame him. The Gengar looked as if it were some mythical being and damn if he wasn’t going to at least ask.

[clairvoyantseeker-blog]

There’s a look of surprise, both from the Gengar and the trainer. Well, this stranger certainly was interested, wasn’t he? Interested enough to give the Pokemon exactly what he had so clearly wanted. After the surprise wore off, the Gengar was left with a huge grin on his face, making the happiest little ghost sounds.

Well, he supposed that was alright. They were doing nothing more than exploring before, so this meant a little more company, right?

“Hm, something like that, but it’s a bit more complicated. Pokemon are more like partners to humans than pets, and they’re far more powerful than your average house cat.” He explained a bit more thoroughly, following along casually as the wagon was pulled. “He can do a lot of things. Perhaps if you ask him, he’ll show you something.”

[sincereoptimist-blog]

She was happy, and grateful, that he didn’t ask any awkward questions she probably couldn’t answer without attempting to explain her entire life to him. That was a big no in her book as they’d just met, and she didn’t really feel like spilling everything to a stranger.

A stranger whose name she now knew, so it didn’t make them strangers so much as now acquaintances? They knew each other’s names, at least. Scribbling out her first note, she started to write again.

「It’s nice to meet you, too, Morty. 」

She paused for a minute, tapping the bottom of the marker on her chin. And then, she started writing again.

「I see. That’s very sweet of her.」 She took a glance at his clothes, before continuing on with her note. 「It suits your outfit. You’re pretty fashionable, if I had to say so.」

[clairvoyantseeker-blog]

“Oh? Thank you. That’s very kind.”

Nervous though the girl may be, she was very prone to giving compliments, wasn’t she? It was sweet, really. It took a lot of courage to approach a stranger for that.

“How long have you been here, Luka? I only just arrived myself, and I’m curious as to how long this city has been around.”

As far as he had seen while wandering, all of the structures in the city seemed new. There were none of those telltale signs of aging to be seen. Either this city was fairly new or every part he had seen thus far had undergone renovations lately- and it seemed easier to believe the former than the latter.

[cardguns]

Kaito wasn’t one for leaving his possessions around the place, but he hadn’t really found much of a use for the wagon, so he just left it wherever while he did some jumping around. You couldn’t just drag a wagon up the side of a building, and even if you could– well, let’s not even think about the possibilities. Riding a wagon on a roof top would be pretty cool, but he’d probably need to find a baby deer to get anywhere.

What was cool, however, was that his wagon had somehow acquired an… uh… thing.

“Wait.” Being the curious litte bugger he was, the magician didn’t want to just lose this cool new ‘thing’. Maybe this wagon was useful, after all. “Wait wait wait, what even is he?”

[clairvoyantseeker-blog]

Another person who had never seen a Pokemon. It was unsurprising, to say the least. Morty had yet to run into someone else here who had heard of them before. It was disappointing that there were so few here, but at the very least he got to see the fascination of people’s faces when they saw a Pokemon for the first time.

“He’s a particular species of Pokemon called Gengar- a ghost-type people refer to as the ‘shadow Pokemon’. I haven’t seen any others in this city aside from those I brought with me.”

[avitusnota-blog]

It was slightly as if having a room mate who didn’t come home made Marianne leave a lot more. Sure, she’d looked forward to being able to cook for said room mate, but lately she’d been going to Chamomile Cafe for food, despite the fact it was costing her money besides breakfast. Not that it mattered, but..

Marianne sighed as she left the cafe, closing the door behind her and heading out into the streets. It was bustling and there were different people here today than she’d seen yesterday. But, life was ever-changing and Marianne knew that. She knew that she wouldn’t see the same faces all the time.

Though, strange phenomena were.. happening?

If a purple creature flying by was a strange phenomena.

She was pulled out of her thoughts by a man who had smiled and waved at her. She waved back, although she continued to look in the direction she’d seen the purple creature moments before. She only half-listened, curiosity on her face, when she snapped her attention to him as he described the creature. It had passed her moments before!

“Yeah, I saw it! Went that way!” She pointed towards the direction she’d just come from, looking in said direction. “I can help you look. I search high, you search low?”

[clairvoyantseeker-blog]

Ah, what a relief. She had seen Gengar after all, and judging by the look she had on her face just moments prior, it hadn’t been very long ago either. This place was quite strange, wasn’t it? In Ecruteak, a wandering Pokemon without its trainer was a bit odd, but not so out there as to merit gawking from passerby like that. In the end, he supposed that while it was weird that there weren’t many Pokemon here, it would be useful in this moment for locating his missing teammate.

If only he could use his clairvoyance for this, it would be much easier. Looking for the dead was tricky. Even with Pokemon who were only ghost-types, he could only get a vague sense of their location.

“Really? Thank you. That’s very kind. He must not have gone far, so if we move quickly, I’m sure we can find him.”

Following the direction she pointed in, Morty led the way in the search, scanning over the area for Gengar. If only there wasn’t that issue of ghost-types disappearing into walls to consider, they could rely on eye sight alone. They’d have to be a little more vigilant.

“If you notice a drop in temperature, we’re close.”

[sincereoptimist-blog]

clairvoyantseeker

A normal-looking man.

Luka was worried that interacting with this man would mean that she’d end up being teased and bullied again. Though, she had to try and get past that. To be a part of this place meant she had to interact with others, right?

God forbid if he asked her to talk, he’d probably get really annoyed with her. Swallowing, getting up from where she sat, she walked over and tapped his shoulder, thankful that she brought her notepad with her. Immediately after she’d tapped his shoulder, she quickly started writing down a message, holding it up near her face.

「Hello. I’m Luka. I have a question for you. Where’d you get your scarf? I really like it. 」

It was the first, and only, thing she could really think of. It probably wasn’t creative, either, but she had to start somewhere, right? Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, she smiled nervously.

[clairvoyantseeker-blog]

“Hm?”

Feeling a tap on his shoulder, Morty had turned to see the one responsible. Honestly, he had been expecting the girl there to speak immediately, but instead she began to write something out in her notebook, and he blinked in surprise. Ah, that was new. Some may question her about it, but he wouldn’t, curious though he may be. She surely had her reasons, and they only just met.

“It’s nice to meet you, Luka. I’m Morty.”

Carefully measuring his tone, he spoke in a warm voice with a friendly smile to match. His hopes were to ease this girl’s nervousness. It was something he was fairly used to, with his practice calming younger trainers who had to gather all their courage before a gym battle, but Luka seemed to be on another level of intimidated.

“My grandmother made it for me, actually. I’m not sure you could find one like it.”

[clairvoyantseeker-blog]

Getting a look around this city was taking quite a lot of time with all of these interruptions. First, Gengar had wandered off, and this time, the Pokemon seemed to have decided it was time for a little break. Someone had left their wagon out, and while Morty paused to figure out their location on a map, the ghost-type had plopped down inside the thing, looking quite pleased with his new sitting place.

“Gengar, you can’t sit there. That’s not your wagon.” In that moment, the Pokemon frowned, seeming very disappointed that he wasn’t allowed to stay a while longer, and a man who appeared to be the owner of the wagon approached them. “I’m sorry about that. He plays around a lot, but I don’t think he damaged it.”

[clairvoyantseeker-blog]

Since arriving here, he must admit, Morty’s curiosity surrounding the city and its features had grown quite intense. It was strange, of course, with its ability to exist outside the realm of other worlds and the odd systems set up here, but it was much different from Ecruteak City by normal standards as well. That considered, curiosity was a powerful motivator. After getting settled, he soon left to explore this new city. The only real problem here was that his Pokemon were as intrigued as he was.

“Now where did you go?”

In the midst of their tiny adventure, a certain ghost had wandered off on his own, venturing too far for his trainer to see before becoming lost in a sea of buildings and people. Morty searched for the Pokemon, calling for him, but there was no response and no sign of him. So then, where had he gone?

“Excuse me,” Morty spoke with a friendly smile and a small wave. With no response from his Pokemon, it seemed the best available option was to ask someone, and this woman he approached appeared kind enough. “Have you seen a round, purple creature around here? He would have pointed ears, red eyes, and float a bit off the ground.”

[clairvoyantseeker-blog]

“Ah... Not exactly the most useful welcome package, is it?”

While he made his remark, Morty found himself laughing at the sight of his Gengar, who peered into the jar of dirt as he shook it, as though that would reveal some hidden power to it.

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