Topic: RPM POKEMON ADVENTURE THING

[Mirby]

(Thanks )

[White-Jet]

"After we're done with this interrogation, I'll issue another report on the number of recruits authorized in our general patrol," Jenny said, "But right now, our main concern is Mewtwo and its fate in the hands of the organization that is fighting for its ownership."

She stops the recorder to flip the tape over, then presses record again, "We will investigate the incidents in Saffron City to see if it's relevant to Mewtwo's fate.  But as I've stated before, there have been no reports of an increased number of his species, and we don't have the proper information to trust that it can be safely returned to you.  The best we can do is issue a warrant to be involved in any observation and experiment performed by the organization's specialists, and ensure they keep any harmful devices to testing out its attack strength and control.  But until then, we have been advised to keep you and Mewtwo as far from physical contact as possible.  The most you can do is observe it from the window room, but as par protocol, it should not know you're there, and you cannot speak to it until further permission is granted."

[Mirby]

"But you're willing to give it over to a criminal organization that might be even less safe to return Mewtwo to, regardless of Mewtwo's feelings, just because of some paperwork," Taylor said, each word oozing with venom. "Bureaucracy at its finest."

[Ahrzayl]

"GAAAAH! What is that infernal racket?!" Steiner yelled as he covered his ears.

He slammed his hand down on a few buttons and turned the intercoms throughout the ship off. Froslass, who was unaffected by the level off noise stared at the speaker in the ceiling.

"Ugh...that's better. Now, it seems we have an uninvited guest aboard my vessel. Froslass, I command you to search the ship, find, and destroy the source of that annoyance. Once you're finished with it, I'll transfer Electivire to the Engine Room. Use it to charge the ship enough to get us to my lab faster." Steiner commanded.

The shadow pokemon nodded in compliance and ghosted through the floor toward the sound waves emanating from the back of the ship.



(Unfortunately, Froslass in this state is pretty much like Nemisis/Dahaka/or many other enemies that give a game over by touching or coming into contact with them. Last bosses of the Fatal Frame sereis come to mind. >.> Let the game of hide and seek...BEGIN!)

[Quickman]

Joe meeped as he was shoved in front of Mewtwo. Staring at his narrowed eyes, Joe can't help but feel VERY intimidated. "... E-Eh... H-Hi there-e-e?"

Mewtwo stared hard at Joe as he approached.

"Don't be shy," Lee nodded to Joe, "talk to him."

"We'll hold him down," Kirby added as he forced Mewtwo into a crouch and put him in a headlock. "No one's going to hurt you.  Just relax."

"Just check it over, G," Domino nodded, then looked to the wardens. "You bring anything to control it, with?  Gideon doesn't have much experience with larger Pokemon."

"Yeah, we could tranq him for you, put him in a twilight state," Lee started rummaging in his bag, pulling out a wrapped, prefilled syringe. "Hang onto him."  He unwrapped the syringe and looked to Mewtwo. "I'm just gonna give you a little shot to calm you down, okay?  You might feel a little drowsy, but it won't knock you out.  Just relax, and I'll make this quick..."  He nodded to Kirby.  "Make sure he doesn't round on me."

"I got him," Kirby tightened his grip. "Okay, big guy, eyes on me.  It'll just be a sting, only hurt for a second."

"I'll count it down, okay?" Lee positioned himself at Mewtwo's hip. "One, two, three--" he injected the contents and backed up, "all done.  Good boy, handled that like a pro."

Kirby released Mewtwo from the headlock. "Stay down, as once that hits, you don't want to stand up too fast.  You'll get dizzy.  Just stay down and let these guys look you over, then we'll leave you alone."

Mewtwo glared at Joe and Domino, but said nothing.  

"After we're done with this interrogation, I'll issue another report on the number of recruits authorized in our general patrol," Jenny said, "But right now, our main concern is Mewtwo and its fate in the hands of the organization that is fighting for its ownership."

She stops the recorder to flip the tape over, then presses record again, "We will investigate the incidents in Saffron City to see if it's relevant to Mewtwo's fate.  But as I've stated before, there have been no reports of an increased number of his species, and we don't have the proper information to trust that it can be safely returned to you.  The best we can do is issue a warrant to be involved in any observation and experiment performed by the organization's specialists, and ensure they keep any harmful devices to testing out its attack strength and control.  But until then, we have been advised to keep you and Mewtwo as far from physical contact as possible.  The most you can do is observe it from the window room, but as par protocol, it should not know you're there, and you cannot speak to it until further permission is granted."

Quickie nodded slowly.  She decided to keep her own methods of contacting Mewtwo to herself.  Best to not incriminate him any further by alerting the authorities to any telepathic link.

[Dr. Wily II]

Mewtwo stared hard at Joe as he approached.

"Don't be shy," Lee nodded to Joe, "talk to him."

"We'll hold him down," Kirby added as he forced Mewtwo into a crouch and put him in a headlock. "No one's going to hurt you.  Just relax."

"Just check it over, G," Domino nodded, then looked to the wardens. "You bring anything to control it, with?  Gideon doesn't have much experience with larger Pokemon."

"Yeah, we could tranq him for you, put him in a twilight state," Lee started rummaging in his bag, pulling out a wrapped, prefilled syringe. "Hang onto him."  He unwrapped the syringe and looked to Mewtwo. "I'm just gonna give you a little shot to calm you down, okay?  You might feel a little drowsy, but it won't knock you out.  Just relax, and I'll make this quick..."  He nodded to Kirby.  "Make sure he doesn't round on me."

"I got him," Kirby tightened his grip. "Okay, big guy, eyes on me.  It'll just be a sting, only hurt for a second."

"I'll count it down, okay?" Lee positioned himself at Mewtwo's hip. "One, two, three--" he injected the contents and backed up, "all done.  Good boy, handled that like a pro."

Kirby released Mewtwo from the headlock. "Stay down, as once that hits, you don't want to stand up too fast.  You'll get dizzy.  Just stay down and let these guys look you over, then we'll leave you alone."

Mewtwo glared at Joe and Domino, but said nothing.

Joe had backed off, and waited a bit to let the tranquilzer work its magic. Joe then slowly approached Mewtwo again, and began to visually scan him. Besides having pretty roughed up fur, and some bruises, Mewtwo looked fine. And Joe did not want to do anything-related to physical contact, for fear of psychic discharges.

"H-He looks a bit banged u-up... But o-otherwise, he's f-fine..."

[White-Jet]

"GAAAAH! What is that infernal racket?!" Steiner yelled as he covered his ears.

He slammed his hand down on a few buttons and turned the intercoms throughout the ship off. Froslass, who was unaffected by the level off noise stared at the speaker in the ceiling.

"Ugh...that's better. Now, it seems we have an uninvited guest aboard my vessel. Froslass, I command you to search the ship, find, and destroy the source of that annoyance. Once you're finished with it, I'll transfer Electivire to the Engine Room. Use it to charge the ship enough to get us to my lab faster." Steiner commanded.

The shadow pokemon nodded in compliance and ghosted through the floor toward the sound waves emanating from the back of the ship.

With the noise deafened to near nonexistence, Chariot looks around him, wondering if it was his doing.  Remembering that the captain's chambers isn't the only place to control the volume of the intercom, he quickly slips back to the door, peeking out to see the ever sinister scientist getting ready to leave while his focus was turned towards the possible intruders that were in the base.

Though he should be trying to get to Pyro, he knew the kid didn't come here by means other than boredom and trust he can take care of himself.  Instead, he focused on the oddly designed Pokeball that was sitting at the front of the ship.  Something seems odd about what was inside of it and he couldn't help but think that it contained something more unique than a Legendary.

Jessie, meanwhile, staggers out from behind the desk before shaking herself sane and grabbing the phone sitting on the desk, punching in some numbers on the keypad.

"I'm calling for backup!  This ship is Team Rocket property, and I'll be darned to let it be used by such frivolous nobodies!"

"You seriously thing that's a good idea?" Chariot seethed, "What if he notices and barges into the room to stop you?"

Jessie puts the receiver to her ear while hauling out a Pokeball from her pocket, "Let him try!  I'll give all who tamper with Team Rocket's property a piece of my mind and that of the organization!"

Chariot lets out a frustrated grunt as he slaps his hand over his face.

"But you're willing to give it over to a criminal organization that might be even less safe to return Mewtwo to, regardless of Mewtwo's feelings, just because of some paperwork," Taylor said, each word oozing with venom. "Bureaucracy at its finest."

"If they have the proper evidence and experience to prove their right to control it," Jenny retorts, "However, because of their large criminal record, they won't be able to keep Mewtwo forever.  If they don't immediately unleash it upon the first city they point to, we will work to the brink of our knowledge and the law to prove they have little to no intention of properly training it to behave like the wild and tamed Pokemon that roam these regions.  The only thing we ask is that you be patient and cooperate where necessary, or you will only give them more right to own and tame Mewtwo in whatever way will not endanger both the public and the world."

[Mirby]

"Then why would Mewtwo try to escape in the first place if they knew how to control him all along? Why would a Pokémon with that much knowledge, that much power... Why would he leave if he didn't feel it was necessary? And I'm not going along with you referring to him as 'it.' He has feelings, he has thoughts, he can speak our language for crying out loud. And yet you treat him like any other Pokémon..." she replied quickly before being stopped by Kovu tugging on her pant leg. He looked up at her, concern in his eyes.

"Liiiiitt~" he said, pleadingly.

"Fine fine... I'm not one for doing things by the book, ya know," she said, calmer now. "It's why we don't often fight; fighting leads to regulation, regulation brings its own bounds and restrictions... We prefer to be free. This is also why I refuse to call any Pokémon 'it.' Living in the wild as I have all across the world, I've met many Pokémon. And though to most they seem like mindless animals, I've seen it to be otherwise. Yeah, we don't avoid civilization completely; in fact, we need to rely on it more often than not, but I've talked to as many Pokémon as I have people. They aren't 'its', they're he's and she's. Well except for the genderless ones, I suppose those are 'its'...." she said, trailing off. "Anyways, do what you can to make sure that Mewtwo isn't misused. Please. And also please look into that officer who was in here before. Pretty sure no cop would nonchalantly slide a chair into someone's head, and the certainty of Sakura's claim bugs me... She wouldn't have said that as sure as she was if it wasn't who she thought it was."

(Wild Backstory appeared!)

[Quickman]

"Wily might have more records," Quickie finally spoke up, "he might have more evidence.  He might have records that Mewtwo doesn't already have.  If you can get a hold of Lt. PB, he might have photos or something.  Find him and talk to him, he can corroborate.  Heirophant can corroborate on the Stone Town incident, along with what Carr was doing, and you have him in custody, so the whole of the Route 11 mess can't be entirely blamed on Mewtwo."  She paused.  "Also, talk to James.  He can corroborate the Mount Quena incident.  If you can get him to talk, good.  I know he can't betray his loyalty, as Giovanni signs his paycheck, but if you can get something out of him...  Anything, really.  Anything at all."

Quickie fell silent, and after a moment, she folded her arms on the table and buried her face in them. "We should've never left Saffron..."

[White-Jet]

"I'm not referring Mewtwo as an 'it' because I don't understand their uniqueness," Jenny retorts, "I refer to Mewtwo and other Pokemon as such because most have uncharacteristic differences between gender, and we can't simply refer to them by gender based on appearance alone because it would hurt their feelings more.  Since I haven't heard him speak myself, I was forced to refer to him with a genderless identity to avoid offending him and his friends and trainer."

She turns her attention back to Quickie, "I'll have the remaining authorities fan out and bring your friends in for interrogation and help in obtaining the evidence needed to keep Mewtwo away from Team Rocket.  And I will look into our current forces to see who is officially certified and who took advantage of our workload to sneak into the ranks.  If I find the James fitting the description you gave me, we will have him placed in a separate room away from authorities and investigate his involvement with Mewtwo."

James irks upon hearing what was going to happen.  If he gets caught and interrogated, they'll eventually devolve into interrogating his association to Team Rocket and throw him behind bars before he has a chance to fulfill his end of the mission.

"I think its time to leave...." he mutters as he and Yamask beat a hasty, but casual retreat.

[Quickman]

Quickie nodded, but didn't look up.  All she could think of was how soundly their defeat would be in court.  Giovanni would have whatever evidence he needed to win, and his high-priced lawyers would make sure of it.  Mewtwo would be confiscated and Quickie would have a blotch on her record, ensuring that she'd never be able to work in Kanto again.  She heaved a sigh, her words muffled. "I don't want to lose him..."

[Mirby]

"You shouldn't have to," Taylor said reassuringly. "Now... there has to be a way out of this mess. An angle we haven't examined yet... Something that can ensure that Mewtwo doesn't fall into the hands of those who'd in all likelihood use him for evil. I can't think of anything, probably cause this throbbing headache I have right now," she mused aloud. Instinctively, she reached up to where the wound was and found it was all healed. There were also slight burns she could feel, though nothing major. She looked down at Kovu who just grinned innocently. "Well at least the wound is clean..."

[White-Jet]

Jenny places her hand on Quickie's shoulder, "The most you can do is stay calm, wait patiently and cooperate with what the officials have to say.  And it wouldn't hurt to find your own lawyer that is either free of charge or backs your testimony up for very little pay.  We WILL do all we can to make sure Mewtwo isn't returned to Team Rocket, or make sure that whatever they plan to do with him won't get him into anymore trouble than he was already in before they tried to use the law to get him back."

She then smiles a bit, "How about I take you to the observation room next to where Mewtwo is being held.  Perhaps you might be able to find some kind of encouragement that will help you formulate a plan to keep him out of Team Rocket's mitts."

[Quickman]

Quickie took a long moment to respond.  Finally, she nodded and stood. "At least I can apologize to him, even if he can't see or hear it."

[Mirby]

"It is rather ironic though... an unlawful gang of thugs using the very thing they constantly break for their own ends, knowing it's likely the only way they'll get what they want..." Taylor said. "And if she's going there, what about me? Sakura kinda told me to stay here, but there's really no point if the person I was staying with isn't here anymore, is there?"

[White-Jet]

"You can come with, but don't do anything to draw Mewtwo's attention," Jenny said, "A mere flinch will mislead the more shaky officials and porvoke them to act regardless of how humanly he behaves."

She then heads for the door and opens it, waiting for the two to follow after her.

[Mirby]

"Well I'm not gonna stay stiff as a statue, but I get your point. Come on, Kovu," she said, returning him to his ball so she could follow Officer Jenny and Quickie.

[Quickman]

Quickie followed, her head bowed.  Quietly, she worked on what message she was going to send.  It would be a very brief apology, but it would be enough.  She just hoped that it wouldn't draw his attention.

[Ahrzayl]

Charizard sat up and looked toward the entrance of the one of the caves, Pokemon were coming up to it. They could be Steiner's but they looked pretty helpless so he gave them a few seconds to explain themselves. The black dragon huffed a wave of fire to let them know it meant business if they tried anything. Julia winced and squinted to see blurry visions of pokemon.

[White-Jet]

Ryo falls onto his back as the fire wave was coming at him, staying perfectly still and remaining in a calm, meditative state so as to try and prove that he was of no threat to the Shiny Charizard and the woman laying helplessly against it.

Quickie followed, her head bowed.  Quietly, she worked on what message she was going to send.  It would be a very brief apology, but it would be enough.  She just hoped that it wouldn't draw his attention.

Jenny leads the two down the hallway until she turns to one of the doors on the left.  She opened it and turns to Quickie, "You should go first.  You have a more favorable understanding of how Mewtwo might be feeling from a naked eye standpoint.  But try not to react so loudly.  I don't trust the density of this room, or the sharpness of your friend's ears."

[Ahrzayl]

Either it was stupid or trustworthy but the latter seemed like a better option at the moment. Feeling the earthquake below, it wasnt safe to be out on the ledge so if these strangers knew a way down then it'd be the only way. Perhaps these pokemon knew the way back to Fuchsia too.

Charizard scooped Julia up and waddled toward the group. It huffed toward the entrance and gave the signal that it would follow.




Aboard the Superia...

Steiner was just about to walk out of the bridge when he noticed that his Doomball was still on the console and went to grab it. Upon leaning over to retrieve it, his eyes instantly shifted to the looking glass of the door on the other side of the room. Just quick enough to notice something duck out of view. A sadistic sheen rolled over his glasses. He picked up his ball and walked out of sight, seemingly out of the door.

[White-Jet]

Ryo opened one eye before leaping to its feet and looking towards the Clefa and Clefairys who had been hiding in the caves since the firewave attack, waving their fingers towards the entrance.

Come with us the Clefairy spoke through its own Pokemon accent.

This way, this way! the Clefa nods with a similar accent.

They start bouncing into the cave, leaving only a few behind to make sure their non-native brethren were following after them.  Ryo looks towards the Charizard and nods before following after them at a near hasty, but cautious pace.

Back in the Superia, Chariot poked his head back towards the window, sensing Steiner making his way out with the ball he left on the console earlier.  But something seemed off, he doesn't appear to be focusing on anything but their presence in the captain's chamber.

He looks back towards Jessie, who had just gotten the number for James' smartphone and was waiting for him to pick up.  He then rushes towards her and jams his hand into her pocket, pulling out the empty Pokeball that once held Wobbuffet.

"Hey!" Jessie exclaims while diving for Chariot, "That's Wobbuffet's Pokeball!"

"You should consider letting your Pokmeon stretch your legs for more than just a battle every once and a while," Chariot snarks as he pulls the door part way and tosses the empty sphere out, causing it to inflate to its normal size.

Jessie attempts to run through the door only for Chariot to slam it shut, causing her to fly into it, face first, and tumble down to a dazed heap on the floor.

[Dr. Wily II]

Mewtwo stared hard at Joe as he approached.

"Don't be shy," Lee nodded to Joe, "talk to him."

"We'll hold him down," Kirby added as he forced Mewtwo into a crouch and put him in a headlock. "No one's going to hurt you.  Just relax."

"Just check it over, G," Domino nodded, then looked to the wardens. "You bring anything to control it, with?  Gideon doesn't have much experience with larger Pokemon."

"Yeah, we could tranq him for you, put him in a twilight state," Lee started rummaging in his bag, pulling out a wrapped, prefilled syringe. "Hang onto him."  He unwrapped the syringe and looked to Mewtwo. "I'm just gonna give you a little shot to calm you down, okay?  You might feel a little drowsy, but it won't knock you out.  Just relax, and I'll make this quick..."  He nodded to Kirby.  "Make sure he doesn't round on me."

"I got him," Kirby tightened his grip. "Okay, big guy, eyes on me.  It'll just be a sting, only hurt for a second."

"I'll count it down, okay?" Lee positioned himself at Mewtwo's hip. "One, two, three--" he injected the contents and backed up, "all done.  Good boy, handled that like a pro."

Kirby released Mewtwo from the headlock. "Stay down, as once that hits, you don't want to stand up too fast.  You'll get dizzy.  Just stay down and let these guys look you over, then we'll leave you alone."

Mewtwo glared at Joe and Domino, but said nothing.

Joe had backed off, and waited a bit to let the tranquilzer work its magic. Joe then slowly approached Mewtwo again, and began to visually scan him. Besides having pretty roughed up fur, and some bruises, Mewtwo looked fine. And Joe did not want to do anything-related to physical contact, for fear of psychic discharges.

"H-He looks a bit banged u-up... But o-otherwise, he's f-fine..."

Joe continued to look over Mewtwo, forgetting that he was still quite intimidated, hence his earlier diagnosis was mistaken as inner thoughts. He thought about touching Mewtwo... Just so that Mewtwo can feel calmer... If that can ever happen. Against his better judgement, Joe reached out with his right hand... And gently touched Mewtwo's face.

[Quickman]

(Must have missed that post last night...)

Mewtwo didn't move, but kept his gaze locked on Joe. "You are wise to fear me, to fear my power."

Jenny leads the two down the hallway until she turns to one of the doors on the left.  She opened it and turns to Quickie, "You should go first.  You have a more favorable understanding of how Mewtwo might be feeling from a naked eye standpoint.  But try not to react so loudly.  I don't trust the density of this room, or the sharpness of your friend's ears."

Quickie nodded and went inside, peering through the observation window.  The room was small and bare, with minor damage and spots of graffiti on the walls.  Mewtwo was crouched in the middle of the room, flanked by the Pal Park wardens, with another individual in front of him.  Near the door stood a blonde-haired woman with pigtails, and behind her were two officers in riot gear.

The man standing in front of Mewtwo looked familiar... at least his facial structure did.  His hair, however, was curly and red.  Quickie watched for a moment longer and then closed her eyes, concentrating, focusing on organizing her thoughts. "I'm sorry, Mewtwo..."

In the room, Mewtwo fought against his own ingrained habits to look at the two-way mirror.  His gaze averted briefly before returning to Joe.  Isolating his telepathy and following the message to its source, Mewtwo responded. "You are not at fault.  This was brought about by my own actions."

Now that the link had been established, Quickie could focus more on organizing her thoughts into cohesive sentences, rather than expend the energy in her weak attempt to transmit them.  She opened her eyes, but her gaze remained distant and unfocused. "Have you been questioned, yet?"

"I have," Mewtwo responded, his gaze becoming distant as well, "The officer had blamed me for everything and would not allow any explanation to correct this oversight."

"Request to speak with a different officer," Quickie suggested. "I'm working to gather evidence and witnesses to corroborate our statements, and I need to get a lawyer.  This is not going to be easy."

"If it comes to it, I could use my power and permit our escape."

"No, that'll make things worse!  You do that and they'll sic the National Guard on you!"

Mewtwo did not respond for a very long moment.  He closed his eyes for a minute and took in a deep breath. "This may not be easy to do, but you said that you need witnesses.  Would witnesses against Team Rocket's cruelty suffice?"

Quickie started to nod, but caught herself. "Yes!  Anything to use against Team Rocket, the earlier in your life, the better!"

"Very well.  Tell them to find Ash Ketchum.  His testimony would be vital." Mewtwo paused. "Say something unrelated to our conversation.  You have been silent for too long, and it will draw attention.  I am breaking the link now.  Good luck."

After a moment, Quickie snapped back into focus.  It took another moment for her to collect her thoughts.  She looked to Officer Jenny. "He looks hungry.  He hasn't eaten since breakfast this morning."

[Sakura Leic]

(Ooh Ash is currently in the Unova region, but I do have plans.)