October Catch-All

[0dchess]

Who: Kinger, Cedric, and You (especially fellow Oran Berries?)
What: Kinger coming to terms with being a Pokémon in Bottlecap Bay
Where: The Spire (plus anywhere a Wildcard takes us)
When: Early October
Warnings: At least amnesia? I can't think of any others right now.


1. Right Behind You

Yelling from the training rooms is sometimes par for the course for the sound of exertion and combat. What probably is less common is short screams of varying tones.

Anyone who investigates will find Kinger, circling a training dummy while making short yelps and screams, attempting to Astonish the dummy. He sounds like he's starting to get a little hoarse, but he is singularly focused on the dummy and doesn't notice when you approach.

2. Sea Seeking King

Despite having a body that, for the first time in decades, probably needs sleep, a few nights in to his stay he can't. His newly tiny stature gives him the luxury that few others in Oran housing have, which is to sneak out without waking his roommates. Probably.

He wanders his way outside to stand at the cliffside, feeling the cold spray of saltwater from the ocean. He laughs to himself quietly.

"It's real. I'm not in the circus anymore."

He sits near the cliffside, just enjoying the delicate feeling of salty autumn air that nothing in the digital world could possibly replicate. He lets off a faint glow, making himself visible to anyone else restless tonight.

3. Wildcard

Feel free to hit me up with any other ideas for my little mushroom man! I will also be throwing any prompts we discuss elsewhere under this.

Comments

[fromsprouts]

"I came from a world called Earth, specifically a country called Japan."

And he is doing a very good job of pretending to never-ever be homesick at all, thank you very much.

"From the question, I'm guessing you've been pulled here on the more recent end."

[0dchess]

"Yeah. I just got here last month. I'm originally from Earth too, the United States, but that was a long time ago."

Kinger looks back out at the sea, lost in what few memories he could conjure up.

"Before here, I was stuck in a digital world for a long time. So it's nice to feel real sea air again."

[fromsprouts]

"A...a digital world? I mean, guess that makes about as much sense as whatever is happening here, sure."

Umemiya is from a pretty mundane canon, so every once in a while the weird shit hits him right in the face.

[0dchess]

Kinger chuckles. "A lot of people here have actual magic back home. It's kind of refreshing for someone to know how weird my life was."

Kinger looks up at Umemiya. "My name's Kinger. I had a normal name on Earth, but the digital world made us all forget it."

[fromsprouts]

"I'm Umemiya Hajime. Most folks here just call me Umemiya. There's others from Earth in one form or another here, but the ones who aren't overlap sometimes in the oddest places. I can't even figure out if Fireheart's from an Earth or not--he was a cat. Like. A feral cat."

Shit's weird here.

"If you ever remember your original name, I'll be glad to call you it. But Kinger's great for now."

[0dchess]

"A feral cat? Maybe Flowey wasn't kidding when he said he was a talking flower before." Kinger says, fully aware of the irony in that he's now a talking mushroom. "I wonder what brought us all here."

[fromsprouts]

"Who knows? There's been no clear indication that there's some purpose to all of this, yet."

Umemiya isn't sure if he thinks it was someone or just a cosmic accident of some sort. Magic stuff is way beyond him. He'll take care of mundane things so smarter people take the lead on figuring it out.

[0dchess]

"I've had to find my own purpose for a long time, so I'm okay with that. How long have you been here, Umemiya?"

[fromsprouts]

"Just a few months. Some of the others are approaching a year." So whatever this is, it's new, on the larger scale of things.

[0dchess]

"And there's new people every two months exactly."

Kinger looks back out over the ocean again.

"Do we know what else is on this planet?"

[fromsprouts]

"Can you prove we're on a planet?" Umemiya moves to sit down properly now, also looking at the ocean. "If anyone would know, it'd probably be somewhere in the Lum archives."

[0dchess]

"Not really worth me researching. I'm pretty bad with memory, usually."

Kinger looks up at the night sky.

"It's funny, I have to get used to a moon that isn't alive again. How long did it take you to get used to this place?"

[fromsprouts]

"A few weeks, perhaps. I settled in pretty easy, all things considered." He almost sounds a little sheepish about that. Like some part of him wonders if he gave up something, adapting as well as he has.

[0dchess]

"It seems like a pretty supportive place. I was worried when I realized how many of the people pulled in here were kids, but it seems like the guild leaders are good at taking care of them."

Kinger chuckles quietly.

"As usual, I'm on the older end of the group."

[fromsprouts]

"I'm younger, relatively speaking, though I'd rather not be treated like a kid. I'm seventeen, but I handle myself pretty well."

Which, like. He realizes that nothing is more immature than claiming to be all grown up. But still, he doesn't want to be seen as someone who needs to be taken care of by Mightyena.

[0dchess]

"Old enough to take care of yourself, but still too young to need to deal with something like this." Kinger agrees. "Hopefully this place isn't as inescapable as the circus was, and we can get everyone back to their friends and family."

[fromsprouts]

"Any age is 'too young' to need to deal with this. No one should have to adjust to a new world with no warning."

His fur bristles at being called too young for anything, though. He's been on his own for a while at this point.

[0dchess]

"I guess you're right." Kinger tries to remember how old he was when he got into the circus, but it's still hazy. "There's not a lot of life experiences that could prepare you for this, I don't know if it makes me lucky or unlucky that I'm used to this sort of thing."

(sorry about the late response, I just realized you have on your permissions you prefer not backtagging so we can wrap here, I feel like we can assume the conversation continues the "this place is weird" melancholy)