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Open PMD: The Aijou Glitch

((I know that already.))

"Okay, er, thanks... and I won't..." Lucky did his signature "Step-Jump", which is where he takes a step and then jumps to wherever he needs to go, in this case landing on Episky's back. "Alright, we'll probably find some more Pokemon around water, or maybe the forest's edge."
 
"Okay, so I'll just fly up for now. I thought I saw some Pokemon in this area." Hopefully they were friendly, as in on their side. Or they didn't just disappear.
((Does anyone want to spot us in the sky?))
 
Psyco shrugged and carried on walking. Most Pokemon loved watching appeals, yet Hedrahn had said they were disgusting. He turned his head back towards the baby Torchic. "Wait. You do know what an appeal is, don't you?" he asked.
 
((This should be interesting.))

Eve glanced up. Everything seemed to be the same as a few mintues ago. A Skorupi scuttling around, a Flygon carrying a Lucario, a--huh? A Lucario was riding on a Flygon's back. Odd. She flew up higher in the tree to get a good look. Perhaps they were traveling somewhere? No, there wasn't really anywhere to go. Oh well, it wasn't like she needed to know.

But she wanted to.

"Hello? Flygon?" How articulate of you. Ugh.
 
((Peoples remember that Lucky is ALBINO too.))

"Hello, Flygon?"

Lucky assumed there were no other Flygon to be spoken to and looked down. "Hey, Episky! There are Pokemon down there!" he pointed downward.
 
"Hello? Flygon?" Episky looked down and saw... a Noctowl?
Oh, this'll be good. She swooped down and landed near it. By the look on its face, it had seen Lucky, too.
"Hi, my name's Episky, and this is Lucky."
This is going to turn out badly, I know it...
 
((Albino. Right. I've been behind on form-reading since there are so many people. -_-))

Episky. Espisky was the Flygon with silver-edged wings. And Lucky was the white-furred Lucario. Noelle pounded it into her head so she wouldn't forget the names. "Everan, or Eve," she replied somewhat coolly. "Sorry to bother you, but you made an odd pair up there. Where were you planning on going that requires you to fly?"
 
"Well, we were just looking for other Pokemon, as Episky was the first one I saw..." Lucky trailed off. Should he ask the Noctowl - sorry, Eve - if she was trying to escape too?
 
"Looking for other Pokemon? Any in particular, or are you just looking for conversation or something of the like?" Although she really didn't see why they'd need more conversation if they were on good enough terms to travel together.
 
Hedrahn shook his head. He wasn't old enough to know what an appeal was. He had just guessed.
 
"Err, mostly just conversation, I guess..." Should she ask about escaping? She got lucky with Lucky...
Wow. That was a bad pun.
"So are you trying to escape here too?" It slipped out of Episky's mouth before she had given it any more thought.
Dang it, dang it, DANG IT! I shouldn't have said that...
 
Escape…again, Eve wondered what the outside world had that Aijou didn't. What was it that lured so many? "I don't see why you'd want to escape, to be honest. A Pokemon could live the rest of its life here however they chose, without worrying about trainers and such. And it's so risky…if this world is connected to PC boxes, then it may be artificial, and a rift to the outside world may destroy this place! Not to mention that we have no idea if the remaining Pokemon would suddenly be in the outside world or be destroyed altogether!" She really would prefer to live, thank you very much.
 
"Well, how do YOU know what will happen if we try and escape?" Episky was getting steamed now. "Besides, unlike EVERY other being in this craphole, I actually WANT my trainer back! And there are plenty of other things this... Aijou doesn't have anyway!" Episky really wanted to beat the heck out of the Noctowl now.
Fight... That would be good for Episky. She hadn't fought another Pokemon since... since when?
There's another reason to leave.
 
"Well, how do you know? If there's even a possibility that you could kill all of the Pokemon here, why would you try? And although I understand that some get attached to their trainers, most things that don't exist here, like Pokeballs, are nuisances anyways." Okay, the glare she was getting from Episky wasn't exactly friendly. If things turned into a fight, Eve would probably lose.
 
"Nuisances." Oh, boy. Episky was NOT happy anymore. She just wanted to hurt the Noctowl. And yet...
"Hmm, so you say that everything that doesn't exist here is a nuisance? Care to give some examples?" Now that Episky thought about it, Pokeballs sort of were a nuisance sometimes. But she didn't want to tell Eve that.
 
Eve shrugged. "Pokeballs. PC boxes work for trainers but are annoying to be put into because you miss a lot. Many or all things that the humans themselves use are annoying or unaffecting to us. I mean, who cares if your trainer can talk to his mom, or listen to music?"
 
((>:D Time for Zemhal to run into Eve again))

Zemhal gazed down to the forest below him. He saw Amos, resting at the foot of a tree. Zemhal sighed. When would Amos stop pursuing him? Ever since they parted ways, Amos had been pursuing him, most likely to try and convince Zemhal to return to the side of the Protectors. Such a fool, Zemhal thought, why can't he realize-

His train of thought was interrupted by what seemed to be an argument. Zemhal turned and saw a Lucario atop a Flygon and...that dreadful Noctowl he had run into before. Zemhal's immediate thought was that he should leave before being noticed, yet he could not pull himself away from listening to the argument.

"Pokeballs. PC boxes work for trainers but are annoying to be put into because you miss a lot. Many or all things that the humans themselves use are annoying or unaffecting to us. I mean, who cares if your trainer can talk to his mom, or listen to music?"

For some reason, Zemhal found himself agreeing with that Noctowl on this matter. He wanted to hurt himself because of it, but PC Boxes and Pokeballs were one of the nuisances of the real world. Zemhal found himself approaching the group, and before he could stop himself, he joined in the argument.

"You do have a point there..." Zemhal paused, "whatever the hell your name is. As much as I hate to admit it, you make two excellent points. Pokeballs and PC Boxes are awful, but more importantly, this world is most definitely artificial. Because this world is artificial, shouldn't it be a reason to escape from it? To live in a world that is artificial, is it not as bad as being stuck in a Poke Ball? As Pokemon stuck in a Pokeball, we all would love to escape from it. If we are stuck in a world that is artificial, shouldn't we want to return to the world where everything is real?"

Zemhal terribly wished he hadn't joined in the argument, but it was far too late now.
 
((Let the madness ensue. =D))

No, not him. Anyone but him. "I've already told you my name, you ignorant twit. And it may be artificial, but we are aware. We're free to do whatever we please. There are no boundaries here, nothing to restrict us from living how we choose. And we don't have to worry about being catured by incompetent trainers," she added, not-so-fondly thinking of Jackson.

((You know…they're both Noctowl, and Eve's trainer's name is Jackson, and Zemhal's trainer's name is Jack. 0.o))
 
((Whoa, Eve is Zemhal's long lost sister!))

This bird was being an idiot, and it showed. "There weren't any boundaries in the real world, if you hadn't noticed. If you didn't like your trainer, you didn't need to obey them. Just because you're a spineless imbecile who can't stand up to their trainer doesn't mean that there were any boundaries in the world."
 
He had made a good point, but quickly lost any shreds of respect. "You imply that I couldn't stand up to my trainer? When did I ever give so much as a hint that that wasn't the case? What is it that compels you to criticize and put down something or someone every time you open your ungrateful beak?" she asked, not really expecting him to answer. Well, not sincerely. "And we were restricted by our trainers at the same time, were we not? By their contaptions and electronics. And here we can go wherever we want, not having to worry about trainers catching us or hunters shooting us."
 
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