Sinking Under [mod]

[Tsukino Yuuki]

if i sing out to the rain will the sun come out again? june. 7:xxpm. partly cloudy. setting sun. That... that actually worked. the man stared at the pokeball sitting in the mud as it finished flashing and shaking. so... he had a new pokemon? as this information processed in his head, he completely missed that noise coming from the x-gear. the alert was muffled against his ears as he tried to figure out what had just happened. he actually caught something. the thing was made of mud. there was even more mud around them. what if there were more? there had to be! yuuki was broken out of his trance as a ponyta blocked his vision. he just barely had enough time to put up his hands, catching the nincada as it was dropped on him. red eyes followed the redhead as she and the ponyta disappeared down the path towards new pallet. "uh... bye, i guess." he returned his attention to the pokeball on the ground, keeping still as the nincada crawled off of his hands and back onto what he assumed was a comfortable spot on his left arm. a soft hiss of pain left him as he winced, remembering that his shoulder was still sore as the bug put too much pressure against his shoulder while adjusting itself. yuuki reached around the bag and picked up the pokeball, rubbing off the mud. the dirt left its white base tinted with brown, and his hands were now filthier than ever. "well, I guess I can observe this specimen better in a cleaner environment... with hard flooring without cracks so it doesn't escape." ah, but, he had been told to stay here and study. a frown formed on his lips as he glanced towards his other two companions. the buneary refused to set the togepi down, warily looking around as if any splotch of mud was going to come up and try to grab them. "omurice," he called, knowing that at least the togepi could understand her name. anything else? probably not. he received a prrrrri in response as the togepi squirmed in the hare's short arms, causing the buneary to grunt. the buneary was already annoyed enough because of the weird chespin. "and, uh... buneary? i really should give you a name... and you," he glanced down at the nincada. "and... you," his eyes fell on the pokeball in his hand. "egg, you can wait until you hatch for a name." shrinking the pokeball, he placed it in the bag, mindful of the large egg within. yuuki slowly stood up, adjusting the bag's straps until it was more or less comfortable in its awkward position. "so, since we're banned from going to a hotel until whatever it is calms down, i guess we're stuck here. which means i need to think of names for everyone so you can get used to them." he should also use pokeballs on buneary and nincada, but he was afraid that they might reject them. it would give them another reason to stick around, but... ugh. "erm.." he glanced at the nincada, figuring it would be the easiest to name. he was wrong. he couldn't think of anything. he furrowed his brow, trying to think of something as his stomach growled. screw it, he was going with food again. "nincada, you're now mochi." arceus, he was such a dork. the nincada did not seem to mind the new name, though it also seemed like the bug had already fallen asleep on him. at least it had enough of a death grip that it shouldn't fall off in its sleep. "buneary," his eyes turned towards the hare who was already glaring at him while trying to keep omurice from running off. "err... imagawayaki. wait, that's a little long." he scratched at the back of his neck, regretting it instantly as he felt the dirt on his fingers stick to the sweat on the back of his hair. oh, the woes of long hair in the heat of summer. "so, yaki for short." the rabbit didn't seem to understand. of course. "and... screw it. the grimer is anmitsu." then it dawned on him that he was abandoned in the middle of the wilderness while the sun was setting. arceus dammit.

party active skills finder lv1 whisperer lv1 changer lv1 tamer lv1 notes anmitsu is made with cubes of jelly so... it kinda fits.

[Olive]

If Yuuki were to look around, he wouldn't see much in the way of interesting areas. In every direction other than west - towards New Pallet - the mud faded into a much darker shade. This likely signified how deep and saturated the area was. Which meant there was no way to explore past the swampland without some sort of Pokemon or technology. 

There were a few large ponds that dotted the area, and numerous puddles. The trainer could easily find more Pokemon there. In fact, if he were to focus on the ponds, he would several Poliwag and Tympole challenging each other for bits of food, while a couple of Wooper hopped between ponds.

Other dark areas, similar to the Grimer in color, spotted the territory. However, there were signs near the 'entrance' that read, "Be wary of dark spots in the mud." and "Mud Pit Warning!" But then, no one has mentioned anything about a Grimer made of mud before, so perhaps the 'mud pits' were just misunderstood, murderous Grimer??

Back towards New Pallet, Yuuki could hear the worried screams of the civilians loud and clear. But something even more odd sounded closer to the entrance of the Route. 

"Take that ya lousy bug!"

A trainer with an exceptionally large mallet knocked one of the spiders down the hill. It stirred up the mud around it as it slid down onto the muddy floor. Its color was much different than that of a normal Spinarak, and what was with that face?

Well, Yuuki had a chance to check it out, or go play with the little tadpoles, or even investigate the so-called, 'mud pits.' The choice was his.

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Grimer (Mud) requires 130TP to be tamed. You may choose its gender. Ability - Sticky Hold. Personality - doesn't really seem to have one at the moment, Yuuki should work on that.