the trainer;

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The sound of a voice.

As unfamiliar as it was, it rang as clear as a church bell midst the incessant laughter that radiated throughout the sector. Her head, buried within the crevice of her knees, twitched ever so subtly as she debating bringing it upright. Could she be so hasty as to put a bit of faith into the idea that the youth that had approached her would be able to shine some sense upon her ordeal, perhaps even help her? Or was it simply a trap?

Gothita certainly seemed to think the latter as it jumped more directly between Green and her trainer, blue eyes leering at the other trainer with a fire that suggested just how close the two were. As the stranger grew closer, the Pokemon begun to hiss more like an animal than the humanoid shape it seemed to possess, and this was the sound that eventually brought the girl’s gaze upwards, to meet the eyes of the boy.

His irises were a calming emerald in colour; they were beautiful. Touko was at a loss of words at first, but after the spikey-haired stranger produced a Pokeball, she found her voice once more. “No way…” Her voice was coarse from sobbing, and the redness around her eyes did little to hide the fact that she’d been crying.

“Ah~ I let a stranger see me looking so pathetic. Some trainer I am…!" She laughed and smiled her tears away, trying her best to look stronger in front of someone from her own world. She hadn’t said it outright, but the relief his presence had given her had been significant.

The girl had so many questions for the boy that went unvoiced for now. He sounded to be in a hurry, but he’d still invited her to come along. She didn’t want to bog him down by keeping him in place to answer her concerns - she was just happy to have someone who didn’t look like he wanted to kill her!

"Wait!" Touko exclaimed, recalling her Gothita quickly before jogging up to his side. "I’m Touko, from Nuvema Town! I wanted to thank you, but I don’t really know your name… Sorry for having you look after me!" She extended a hand suddenly, her smile persisting. There was nothing like a good handshake to accompany an introduction!

[kunrenist]

As her decision was heard, his neck was turned to reestablish eye contact, the sudden change in her spirit mentally deemed admirable. Surprisingly, the energy with which she now carried herself he found all too reminiscent of another azure-eyed female; one who had been fortunate enough not to be brought to this hellish city. However, prioritizing his current situation, the thought was pushed away almost as soon as it was made, curious sentiments hardly appropriate to help him focus on crossing through all of sector oo2 into its next, hopefully more tolerable, clockwise neighbor.

Brows lifted subtly as she introduced herself, taking advantage of the conversation to distract them both from the obnoxious citizens surrounding their environment. 

"Nuvema Town...?"

Interest was piqued upon realizing she was from a region he had yet to explore; even with all his travels, the trainer hadn't been able to venture too far given that there was barely any rest to be had when it came to documenting and studying Pokemon in multiple areas on top of running a Gym.

Nodding his head in silent understanding, he began to respond, particularly when she offered her hand in kind nature. Although he continued to stroll forward with his quickened pace, he extended his own hand to return the shake respectfully, his grip casually loose as if the gesture had been an unneeded social hindrance. Truthfully, her childish enthusiasm was one that inadvertently took him back to his first journey, a quality he appreciated more now that he lacked it in his daily routine.

"There's no need to apologize, you haven't done anything wrong." Well accustomed to bearing responsibility, he assured her she was no burden-- rather, it was her company that assisted in keeping his mind set in reality.

"My name is Green Oak. Originally from Pallet Town, I now run the Viridian Gym." Finding that introduction satisfying enough, he added idly, "...both of which are in Kanto."

Desiring more information on her part, he mused, "'Nuvema' .... you're from... Unova, is it? How long have you been in this city?"

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Touko was still so new to the city, so unaware of where she was heading or the unusual goings on that she had been summoned into. She’d visited many cities in her own world, seen many unusual things, experienced all manners of danger and victory, and yet this place in it’s entirety perplexed her to her very core. East? West? North? South? The streets were like a labyrinth, and that was without evading the anomalies that walked the streets. Crowds of people, strange creatures, yelling, screaming. The young girl had yet to see it, but she was certain that there was death to be found in those places the citizens gathered.

She was but a simple Pokemon trainer. Still a child, unfamiliar with death let alone murder. As dangerous as her journeys had been, never had she been as scared in her life as she was during that night. She hadn’t even her closest companions at her side - sans her Gothitelle reduced to a mere Gothita. Were things to look dangerous for the trainer, she’d certainly be in a pickle.

Laughter, laughter everywhere.

Unova’s young Champion had unknowingly ended up in Sector 002. It was clammy and uncomfortable, and the setting sun cast and eerie glow over the land. To make things worse, the fumes that instigated laughter had worked their magic on the people leaving within, and giggles and laughs of varying pitch set extremely unsettling background noise. Even with her Gothita nestled between her arms, Touko didn’t quite feel safe here. But how did she leave? How could she get away? She had no idea.

And the laughter wouldn't stop.

Covering her ears, she hid herself within one of the district’s alleyways before curling up into a ball beside a trash bin, Pokemon staring at her with worry from beside her person.. She wanted everyone to be quiet. She wanted to be home. 

She wanted to be anywhere but here.

“…Help me!”

[kunrenist]

Half his visage was covered by his shirt as the collar was pulled up in an attempt to mask the gas he noted was driving the citizens to hysterical levels. Having fled from sector oo1 and its gross alterations of the city and people alike, he found that trying to avoid this contamination would prove extremely difficult. Still, places where the glitches were not as powerful had to exist, so the trainer did what he could to continue moving forward-- lest he subject himself to this insanity.

Hesitation only appeared in his steps when the call of a girl reached his ears underneath the pitched howls of laughter, causing the boy to immediately turn the corner into a hollow alleyway. Emerald eyes scanned quickly over the shadows left by the setting sun until they rested on a girl curled pitifully in fright.

Although unfamiliar, there was no denying the creature by her side as her Pokemon-- what with the concern it held in its eyes for her well-being. Restraining the urge to pull out his Pokedex to analyze the unfamiliar type, Green instead approached the female carefully, kneeling down by her person before briefly lowering his collar to speak clearly.

"Are you alright--? Listen, you shouldn't stay here." Night was only drawing nearer, and her state of mind would certainly only get worse from there. Awaiting some response from the terrified girl, a sigh was released as he returned to stand. A pokeball with a Scyther within was pulled from his pocket and shown before he calmly spoke once more.

 "...I'm a trainer too, see?" Establishing that their worlds were something of the same he presumed would provide a sense of relief that she was not alone, grateful if any trust could be given to him at all.

Hands now pocketed in his jacket, he added with some reluctance, "...If you have nowhere to go, you can come with me." In the end, he couldn't very well abandon another trainer in good conscience, but consideration wasn't particularly his strong suit. "...Come on, be quick about it." 

[bzweeepitall]

S Y S T E M E R R O R: Personnel to Sector 2 [Intro/Open]

Glossy blue hues glazed over the scenery as Thorton emitted a drawn-out sigh of irritation. The visage was filthy, unorganized, hugely different and contrasting the stark cleanliness that was his beloved Battle Factory back home in Sinnoh. And to think, this was where his new home was. It was one thing to take his analyzer away (how could he calculate his precious percentages accurately without it!), but to place him here was unthinkable.

Disgusting. Pathetic. Ri-di-cu-lous.

He muttered his complaints under his breath before walking towards his respective district within the sector, palming the familiar sphere in his fashionably functional holster. Those scientists even had the gall to devolve his precious Electivire! How they managed something like that, even Thorton had no clue.

Figuring that they’d be better off walking together however, the Frontier Brain called out his partner in a flash of red light. The Elekid gave a triumphant cry and Thorton was relieved to see that he hadn’t suffered from anything else at the scientists’ hands. That was one less thing he had to worry about, at least. Now, all he had to do was avoid the puddles of— SQUELCH —whatever the fuck it was that covered the roads.

"Of all the things to happen to me today." Dirty brown water sloshed into his shoe as he felt his foot sink slightly and he cursed the fact that he just had to step into deep deep mud of all things. Of all the things indeed! Thorton groaned as Elekid snickered from behind and he moved to try and pry his foot from the mess, only to lose his balance and fall face first into the mud soon after. This, of course, prompted another string of snickers from his pokemon.

Mud mud MUD MUD stained the entire front of Thorton’s once-immaculate outfit and he let out a huge groan the moment he spat the dirt from his mouth. His brows furrowed and anyone could easily tell his mood had just gone from slightly irritated to extremely furious in a matter of seconds.

“Im-pos-si-ble.”

[kunrenist]

Interest was first drawn when a Pokemon was released by what appeared to be a young boy, the trainer's attention instantly shifting upon realizing he and his rival were not the only two from their world taken. A stare was cast merely to observe the intentions of the other before approaching, a mental debate occurring within the depths of his mind as to whether it would be appropriate to instigate a casual confrontation.

It was only when the male fell unceremoniously into a puddle of mud that Green couldn't help but to release a sigh, the arrogant feeling of being one of the only capable people in the city temporarily tempting him to leave things alone. However, a sense of familiarity overtook him after a moment of recollection, having him wonder if this boy held more potential than his first impression shared. Ultimately, the trainer decided to appreciate the sudden stop in the other's movements and take advantage of that fact to catch up with him calmly.

Instead of offering a hand, he simply stood with just barely a hint of a condescending smile, allowing the other to pick himself up on his own before speaking.

"Not to interrupt this traumatizing moment, but that Elekid with you-- its yours, I assume?"

One hand moved to promptly open the Pokedex that had been contained within his jacket, immediately reading over the information provided before pocketing it once more. "-- It's level is actually promising for someone your age." No intent meant behind his comments other than a statement of his thoughts, the brunette now held more hope in his future. His Scyther simply stared cautiously at the other's Pokemon as it trailed behind Green, a bit tense in expression but unmoving until orders were given.

[kunrenist]

once more ; (thecrimsonsentinel)

Perhaps it was due to the fatigue of attempting to investigate every sector upon arrival, but Green hadn't anticipated that these scientists had taken multiple people from the same universe. If their social study was to take beings from regions drastically beyond ordinary reach and force them to interact, then one from each should have been sufficient; it was as if there existed no limit to their experiment.

Needless to say, seeing his childhood friend in the same apartment complex as his own caused his green hues to widen in shock the moment he reached his floor, especially considering the other hadn't been able to be contacted back in their world for several weeks.

A curious sense of relief pinched the brunette upon seeing his rival, even knowing danger was inevitable for all within the city. Truth be told, given the choice to pick who he'd most prefer to fight alongside him in a place like this-- he would have to choose Red; the one who served as a companion and a motivation to become stronger in their younger years and had endured the cruelest of tortures while thwarting several terrorist plots as they aged. Despite that childish demeanor he never seemed to grow out of, Green knew the boy had the strength to withstand this sudden kidnapping. 

Hands folded casually over his chest as his back leaned into the wall, raising his voice to be heard before the other had a chance to walk straight past him. There wasn't any time to spend stunned.

"--I should have expected this much."

"Honestly, Red. I'm starting to think you like going missing."

[kunrenist]

de-evolution ; intro

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Kira was still wandering around, trying both to lose himself and find his way at the same time. Considering the size of the city, it was a miracle he hadn’t run into anything that wanted to eat, kill, or harass him.

Or so he’d thought.

"A Hollow?" he wondered, seeing the Scyther. And there was a person nearby, too - if that truly was a Hollow, then the boy was in danger. Besides, he didn’t seem to notice the creature. Was this the World of the Living? If so, that would make sense…

He drew his sword, eliciting a drawn-out hiss from the… thing. At the boy’s words, Kira lowered the wooden sword slightly, only keeping it out in case the monster tried to attack him anyway. “Oh… you know that creature, then.” 

Awkwardly, he rubbed the back of his head. “You… don’t happen to know what this place is, do you?” Unlike the other citizens he’d encountered, this guy actually seemed like he knew what he was doing - and probably wouldn’t try and mutilate him for asking.

[kunrenist]

Since it didn't appear that the stranger carried any malicious intentions, Green decided in giving him a fairer share of his attention, turning on his heel to better face the other. Hands buried into pockets, a critical gaze would be cast over the seemingly old-fashioned man before a calm response was given. The answer to the blond's question would have to wait until he clarified the situation, however, his now docile Scyther remaining tense at his side as he began.

"I take it you've never seen a Pokemon?" Assuming the information told to him thus far was true, it shouldn't be of any shock that there were people outside of his universe contained here; it explained not only the radical differences in culture of the citizens but the man's peculiar reaction to his Scyther, as well. Nevertheless, speaking so casually in these circumstances was rather straining, his words sounding extraordinarily odd even to himself. 

"...I've just arrived here, but it seems this place is called 'Hive City'. At the moment, we're in sector oo4."

Foreign as it all was, the trainer hadn't any care for taking the time to properly adjust to life here so facing reality quickly was necessary to plot an efficient escape. Essentially repeating what he had been told prior to his arrival, he inwardly sighed. "The board I just checked has several names and housings posted. If you were taken from your home just as I was, you should find your name here." 

[kunrenist]

de-evolution ; intro

Transporting a single person from one region to another was not as outlandish a concept as a mass kidnapping that spanned over several universes altogether. To feel like how the many stolen Pokemon of his time had when they were taken and forced to suffer through experiments at the hands of terrorists was a sentiment Green never imagined he'd relate to. Unfortunately, the similarities shared between their situation and his ended there; the chances capable souls were on their way to thrash this organization and rescue an entire city's population just about nonexistent.

With a harsh sigh, the trainer could only debate the motives of the self-proclaimed biologist that electronically welcomed his victims, skepticism thriving in his every thought. It seemed his life was fated for playing the hero in circumstances like these, but the partners he needed to even attempt such a stunt were no longer by his side. Having discovered that his only Pokemon was his Scizor turned Scyther by an unknown means, Green had quickly abandoned the idea of finding the mastermind, priorities laying in recovering what was rightfully his. 

Sensing the concern the Scyther held for both their beings, the brunette reluctantly released the Mantis Pokemon from his ball, allowing a small distance to be maintained between them as the male headed for the board that would detail his housing. Upon obtaining the necessary information, a rectangular, ruby object would be pulled from the teen's pockets in order to take better note of it. His attention would soon become consumed by the device as he tried to uncover any hints to his location however, even as nothing useful appeared on screen.

It was only when his Pokemon cried out did the trainer shift his interest to the being that had provoked the creature, emerald hues narrowing with annoyance at the potential that he'd have to deal with hostiles so soon. Tension from this sudden development left neither of the two in the mood for pesky distractions unless it held the promise to be of some assistance.

"I'd step back if I were you; those blades aren't for show."

Whether the provocation had been intentional or an entire misunderstanding, Green saw little point in dwelling on it for long.