Welcome to My World!

[chattygossip]

Welcome to My World!

It's a whole new world!  And how lucky, you've got a friend(?) who has the responsibility of helping you live through it.  Are you a Super Saiyan getting used to the idea of demons in feudal Japan?  Or maybe you're an angel who's making friends with a pretty sweet alien.  Maybe you just come from an alternate version of earth and need a local to help you overcome culture shock.  Thank goodness you're not alone!

Here's how it works:
1. Leave a post. You will be the guide to any new arrivals to your world!
2. Comment to posts. You are stuck in the world belonging to the person you've tagged. (i.e., if you tag Naruto, you'll be in his world with him as your guide)
3. SHENANIGANS.  Thread out any scenario! Maybe various scenarios!  Write an epilogue when you're done or something. Use this meme to launch a million AUs for the musebox.  DO WHATEVER YOU LIKE.

Comments

[tsuntrader]

[It takes him a while to notice; he's preoccupied by... Letting his Pokémon out. Feraligatr and Gyarados lay around and have guard duty. Kingdra helps by supplying water to help him clean Moro's wound up. Murkrow and Sneasel go off to gather berries for her.

It's only in the middle of applying his potion that he really notices that she's awake, and it makes him stop what he's doing like a Deerling in headlights.]

[biteoffherhead]

[She blinks sleepily, before closing her eyes again. After a long wait, in a barely audible whisper...]

Perhaps I can rest forever, this time...

[tsuntrader]

[...] I don't want you to die. ...But if it's your time, I want it to at least be more peaceful. [Not painful, not with an awful wound, not in a town with a bunch of noisy people.]

[biteoffherhead]

Don't want me to die... even now... you think like a human.

[tsuntrader]

...Yeah, I guess. [Resuming potion spraying.]

[biteoffherhead]

What is that?

[tsuntrader]

A Potion. They heal up any wounds a Pokémon might get in a battle.

[biteoffherhead]

....I am no pokemon.

[As evidenced by the fact that the wound is barely even slowing down in its bleeding.]

...Where is a lake?

[tsuntrader]

It works as a disinfectant, too. [He has a few towels with him; one is being rinsed as it was used to clean up a good portion of the blood so he could at least try to spray the stuff on her, and the others are back ups to serve as an oversized bandage in the event that a potion is no good, which seems to be the case.]

There's a lake, but it's a considerable distance away from here.

[biteoffherhead]

[Moro hauled herself onto her feet, the wound spurting and the blood splashing on the ground ungracefully. Moro turned her nose to the wind, and after a moment, found the scent of water, making her way towards it slowly.]

[tsuntrader]

[...Oh come on, did you really-

...No, you know what? By all means, go for it. More power to you. He'll just follow her and try not to fuss. ...Oh, and recalling his three water types is a good idea. He'll let them back out when they reach the water.]

[biteoffherhead]

[Moro's breath is heavy, raspy, and gargling. But eventually, after a long walk, she makes it, and walks into it, collapsing into it.

Phew! Water buoyancy helps a lot when you're a heavy mass of flesh with too little energy to hold yourself up.]

[tsuntrader]

[...Oh. Okay. Back out, water bro, you can enjoy the lake, too.]

...Is that better? [Some of the Pokémon start circling around her, not quite sure what to make of her presence. Some of them chatter about it, but ultimately they show some form of reverence, the majority of them bowing down to do so... Like a human being would.]

[biteoffherhead]

[A slightly annoyed sigh.

Yes, it is better. She would not have done it if it were not.]

[tsuntrader]

[...Okay, so it was a dumb question.] Do you need anything?

[biteoffherhead]

Meat.

[tsuntrader]

[...Yeah, hang on, he and Sneasel are on it.

Directed towards his other Pokémon:] Stay with Moro. [...Yeah, they're pretty chill with this plan. Off to go hunting with Sneasel!]

[biteoffherhead]

[Moro just relaxes in the water, saving up her strength for her incoming meal.]

[tsuntrader]

[It's not long before he and Sneasel come back, dragging several freshly killed Pokémon for Moro to eat. There might be a few too many, but that's fine; whatever Moro doesn't eat, Feraligatr and Gyarados can feast on. If there's not enough for Feraligatr and Gyarados, they're at a lake.]

[biteoffherhead]

[Moro will smell the kills, pulling herself upright. Her wound seems to have slowed down in its bleeding, at least.

Scooping up a girafarig in her jaws, she crunches it in a single bite and swallows the corpse whole. The process is repeated for the remaining kills.]

[tsuntrader]

[...Oh. Well.] Should we find more?

[biteoffherhead]

This will do.

[She at least sits up, supporting herself on her front legs.]

I cannot call this lake home. There are too many humans.

[Damn tourists.]

[tsuntrader]

You'll be hard pressed to find a place that isn't frequented by humans. People here travel anywhere and everywhere.

[biteoffherhead]

Then I will put it this way - if humans are a part of the territory, then I will hunt them.

[tsuntrader]

[...Surely he can think of somewhere scarcely traveled by people.] ...You could always stay at Mt. Silver.