vatheon | I don't think we're in Kanto anymore...

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I don't think we're in Kanto anymore...

Who: Mewtwo and you, yes, YOU!
Where: Out and about where ever you happen to run into him.
When: This evening after he's arrived in the bubble~
Style: Either
Status: Open!

[Walking, er, floating about the city is one mildly irate Pokemon. Some may recognize him for what he is, a mad experiment gone wild that is now only talked about in the hushed rumors of the scientific community, but the majority of the natives seem oblivious to the destructive potential he holds.]

[Mewtwo is more than a little annoyed that this place has bound him so; Never before has his immense wellspring of power been so dampened, and never has someone or something been able to hold him in place so completely. The dome above seemed as much to keep out the salty water as it seemed meant to keep him in. And Mewtwo does not respond well to those who would subjugate and control him.]

[Thus the search was on, to find answers and to find a way out.]

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[suddenly, a voice calls up to him from a rooftop]

Hey, you!

I don't know what kind of digimon you are, but you're definitely part of the reason why I'm here! You'd better come down here and fight me, or else I'm coming up there after you!

[Mewtwo stops at the voice, and turns to stare at the human addressing him. Did he just say he wants to fight him? He doesn't even look like a trainer for that matter, and Mewtwo couldn't sense the presence of any other Pokemon nearby. What was he going to do, throw rocks at him?]

Leave me in peace, human. I have no desire to fight you.

[...besides how are you actually going to follow him midair.]

Edited 2012-03-29 04:18 (UTC)

Yeah... well, unfortunately, I need answers...

[he grits his teeth]

So there's no running away!

[and then he runs forward, leaps off the edge of the building... and goes flying up, swinging his fist straight at Mewtwo's face. That was quite a jump]

[WHOA WHAT is he really-]

[-yes that human is definitely flying through the air on a direct collision course with Mewtwo. Briefly the situation conjurers up a bit of deja vu, because ironically this is not the first time someone has tried to punch him out.]

[Mewtwo pulls up a defensive wall of psychic energy between himself and his would be attacker, effectively barring any and all attempts to harm him.]

[okay, he blocked it. Masaru had broken so-called ultimate defenses before, but all he needed was...]

...

[wait. where was the digi-soul?]

[Masaru flew back, pushing off the barrier, landing back on his feet on the same roof he jumped off of]

... You're not a digimon?!

I am not a "digimon". I am a Pokemon.

[Humans where so rash and reckless, but he supposed he shouldn't expect any less from them at this point.]

Do you usually solve your problems through violence?

[...yeah Mewtwo like you're one to talk here.]

Men can communicate when they clash fists with one another! That's how a man lives!

[...it's a small wonder that humanity hasn't torn itself to pieces yet if this is how half of them think.]

I am no man. [He's a Pokemon herp derp he has no time for your society constructed gender roles.] I will not fight you.

Well, considering we have no reason to...

But hey! You understand me better now after I've done that, right?!

...I do not. Your violence explains nothing to me.

[Why are all you humans so difficult to comprehend.]

[Well. Poor Meowth just so... Happens to be from after Mewtwo Returns, so while he's forgotten AN ENTIRE MOVIE... He has not forgotten the whole "OH BTW MY BOSS TRIED TO TAME YOU BUT THEN YOU HAD TO BE ALL MILEY CYRUS AND IT WAS JUST TERRIBLE.

So the only natural reaction when he notices an uber-Pokemon in his space as he's walking by is... SCREAM LIKE A SHRILL NEW YORK HOUSEWIFE.] It's you. [Edging away slowly. oh my god hide him.]

[Wow that was an ear splitting shriek if he's ever heard one, and it certainly gets Mewtwo's attention. He looks at the smaller Pokemon, recognizing him from past encounters as the companion to two very strange humans.]

You.

[Huh. How does he interact socially again...? It's not like Meowth was ever personally involved in any of Giovanni's world domination shenanigans, so Mewtwo doesn't have a reason to enact vengeance on him or anything. Which is a good thing yes it is.]

...you are trapped here as well?

[HEY... Okay, yes, they are strange. Carry on. Meowth squeaks, because clearly his brilliant plan to avoid detection by deafening the opposition failed miserably and now... Now his life is just really crappy.

NEVER BEFORE HAS MEOWTH EVER BEEN SO GLAD TO BE THE FURRY STEPCHILD OF TEAM ROCKET.]

Uh... Yeah. [Oh... Okay. He's not being smited. He can relax now and, you know, making friends with Mewtwo is probably a good plan... Until, like, the Boss shows up and his gets HAWKWARD.] That Coral must be somethin' else if it can keep a big, tough Pokemon like you stuck here. [LALALA FLATTERY. Also truth. Because dude. That is some boss coral.]

Coral?

[Mewtwo may have seen a giant piece of coral in his wanderings about the city. If that thing was responsible for his current situation, he and it where going to have a loooong talk. He did not appreciate in the least being subject to someone else's whim.]

What do you know of this place?

[Meowth is still in his good book and shall remain there until such a time comes where he gets booted out for one reason or another. But hey things are looking pretty good at the moment!]

Yeah, it's that big glorified ornamental plant back that-a way. [He points to it.] It makes weird things happen around here, and you gotta touch it every so often or you start gettin' real tired-like. Other 'n that and the fact we can't get out, there ain't much else to it.

[Except Giovanni's kid's here. But you can take him, Mewtwo. Please take him. Make Meowth's nine lives.] There's a couple'a trainers runnin' around, but other 'n that, no one knows much about Pokemon. Means we get a lot o' attention, but nobody tries to catch us. Heh!

That is good. [He could do without people trying to capture him for one reason or another... And sparks will fly if he happens to come across that man's child, make no mistake. You'll get your wish soon enough Meowth.] The fewer who know of us, the better.

So there is no clear purpose for us being here?

Not that I know of. Mostly they just kinda expect us to continue our lives as normal, 'cept you can't really do that when everything's all different. [He sulks a little. That shows about how much he cares about what the coral and whoever controls Vatheon has to say about things.]

[Nepeta is out on an errand when...yes, oh yes, her kitty senses start tingling! Mewtwo doesn't look like any cat she's ever seen before and isn't exactly soft and fluffy but there's still a definite amount of kittiness there! Enough for her to go closer to investigate.]

Hiii!

[...that has got to be the oddest girl he has ever seen. At the very least, Mewtwo is aware that her skin tone is not a normal shade among most humans. But that's beside the point.]

[Why does everyone insist on trying to socialize with him? The natives have been far too friendly for comfort, and now there's this girl to top it all off.]

What do you want, human?

To say hello? I'm not a human! I'm a troll! What are you? You look a bit like a kitty but diffurent too!

[She smiles at him, not looking put off at all by the unwelcoming attitude. She knows kitties can be standoffish sometimes, but that's okay with her. She'll try and make friends anyway.]

...a "troll"? How does that make you different from the humans? [Because coloration not withstanding she really doesn't seem out of the ordinary.] And I do not know what a "kitty" is.

[Well it kind of sounds like "Skitty", but he is not a Skitty because last time he checked he was not small and pink and he most certainly did not chase his own tail.]

I am a Pokemon. My name is Mewtwo.

We're not like humans at all! They're aliens to us, yup yup. Trolls have horns and sharp teeth and are grey and have different blood colours, and we hatch from eggs and are grubs at first and then we pupate!

And a kitty is a cat! Do you have cats where you're from?

[She offers a hand for him to shake if he should want to.]

It's nice to meet you, Mewtwo! I'm Nepeta!

[Okay, that's different. And it reminds him more than a little of bug Pokemon. But who is he to judge ones origins?]

If there are these "cats" where I come from, then I have not seen them.

[What to do with that offered hand what do. Paws and a lack of knowledge on social etiquette leave him at a bit of a loss.]

Nepeta. I will remember that.

[Well, bugs are an accurate enough comparison to be making, everything considered!]

Hmmm, purrhaps you can meet some here then! They're really nice and soft and fluffy and friendly and they make good hunters too!

[What to do, what to do...she turns her hand so that it's palm up and open, still offering it to him.]

Can I shake your paw to say hello?

I will look for them.

[If he's being told he looks like one of these "cats", maybe he should find one just for refference's sake...]

[The request is still odd to him. Mewtwo is not accustomed to physical contact, because it just... never happens. He blinks and pauses for a moment before extending his arm.]

...if you so desire.

Okay! Most of them can't talk I'm afraid but they're still really nice!

[She beams at him once he gives permission, taking his paw in her hand and carefully shaking it up and down a few times.

And once she lets go it seems like an idea hits her.]

Oh! Oh, I can show you, I furgot! [She searched around in her trenchcoat for a second and then pulled out her Pounce plush, holding it up for Mewtwo to see.]

A kitty looks a lot like this! Except alive and not a plushie of course.

[As Gorthan walks to the Plaza, his attention is caught by the strange creature.]

Who are you? Are you from Earth?

[As he asks his questions, his voice is slow, dark and deep. Demanding. It's already clear that Gorthan is someone used to being in a position of power.]

[Mewtwo is not quite sure what sort of creature is addressing him. He is clearly neither human nor Pokemon, and that is where the extent of Mewtwo's worldly knowledge ends. It is the tone of voice though that catches him and sets him on edge. His eyes narrow dangerously.]

What is my origin to you?

[He waves a hand dismissively.]

I merely ask to know who you are. I am familiar with several hundreds sentient races, but you do not look like any creature I have ever seen.

[His explanation does little to dispel Mewtwo's suspicions. He still speaks like a scientist, and he has no desire to become an object of study again.]

I am a Pokemon. I am unique in my world.

... A Pokemon? I see.

[For a moment, he strives to remember that name that Mitsuhide mentioned to him a few days before.]

A Lapras is a Pokemon, too, correct?

[If Councillor Gorthan knew that Mewtwo is mentally comparing him to a scientist... he would be very, very offended. In his experience, most scientists are either insidious snakes or incompetent imbeciles.]

Yes, it is.

[His tail flicks back and forth with seemingly a mind of it's own, when in truth the action is connected to his agitated state of mind. But a question looms and he asks it.]

Are there others like me here?

[Even if its a bit of a stretch, because Mewtwo doesn't consider any Pokemon to be the same as him, others who where similar in nature would still be a better comfort than none.]

[And he would wholeheartedly agree with Gorthan on those who chase only theories and results, and in the process forget that they are toying with nature.]

I only know of one, belonging to one of the residents here. Lapras is the name of its species, as I have said.

I see you are using psychic powers to communicate with me, which is really quite impressive. I reiterate - who are you?

Then a trainer is here.

[...someone he'll be avoiding because of reasons.]

I am Mewtwo.

He is not a trainer. He is a military general, much like the ones under my command.

[Seriously, what is up with making guesses about people's occupation based on their pets? (Someone will have to explain this kind of logic to him.)]

And I am Gorthan, interim ruler of the Evronian Empire in the Emperor's unfortunate absence.

Most who carry Pokemon with them are trainers in one form or another.

[Technically there are breeders and contest competitors, but it's all the same to Mewtwo. Humans like to use Pokemon to prove they're the best at something and he's never really understood their drive to do so.]

I have not heard of that place. [He's also assuming that it's not, y'know, on earth.] It is a different world?

The Evronian Empire is many different worlds. We Evronians are world conquerors by definition, and our vast army, my vast army, is feared throughout the galaxies.

I have been told that creatures such as yourself possess various powers and abilities. What are yours?

...you force others under your rule.

[Not a popular concept with him. Not at all.]

I have psychic abilities. I am the strongest Pokemon of all.

[That actually gets an amused laugh out of him.]

I do not need to force anyone. On Evron, the caste to which one belongs is a genetic trait. All of our destinies are determined at birth. The lower castes simply follow our lead blindly, on instinct.

[Let's... forget to a moment that Gorthan was able to blissfully bypass the chaste system in unprecedented ways.]

Do not think that having psychic abilities is such a unique trait. I possessed a few myself, before arriving here.

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I don't think we're in Kanto anymore...

hope you don't mind if I piggyback on your intro

piggyback away! :D

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