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cultfavorite) wrote2023-02-05 11:46 am
PALACE GAME: Round 3
You open your eyes—
You're standing in the vast lobby of a corporate building, facing the reception desk, where a Team Galactic Grunt is stationed—she's currently on the phone, though, and occupied. A few other grunts move through the lobby, looking as if they're on their way to their next assignment. All of them look identical. And if you watch their paths for a while, none of them actually end up leaving the room.
The walls are a bright, metallic, sterile blue with white, and the floor is made up of gleaming silver metal tiles emblazoned here and there with a gold logo. The reception desk is slightly to your right, and to the left of that there are three doors in the far wall in front of you.
To the right of the reception desk, there's a little area with a vending machine, a large ottoman to sit on, a potted plant, and . . . a dotaku? With a face? It's sitting resting on the floor next to the vending machine, and it's staring right at you with those red eyes.
Directly to your right, closer to the front door, there is a glowing green circle on the floor with a sign on the wall next to it.
What will you d—
Wait. Your phone is buzzing. Whether or not you had it with you back in the prison, you do now, whether in your pocket, in your hand, whatever. It's on your person, and it's vibrating demandingly for attention. If you choose to ignore it, a mechanical voice emanating from it begins literally saying the word buzz! buzzzzzz! buuuzzzzzz! in an increasingly irritated tone.
Check your phone?
You're standing in the vast lobby of a corporate building, facing the reception desk, where a Team Galactic Grunt is stationed—she's currently on the phone, though, and occupied. A few other grunts move through the lobby, looking as if they're on their way to their next assignment. All of them look identical. And if you watch their paths for a while, none of them actually end up leaving the room.
The walls are a bright, metallic, sterile blue with white, and the floor is made up of gleaming silver metal tiles emblazoned here and there with a gold logo. The reception desk is slightly to your right, and to the left of that there are three doors in the far wall in front of you.
To the right of the reception desk, there's a little area with a vending machine, a large ottoman to sit on, a potted plant, and . . . a dotaku? With a face? It's sitting resting on the floor next to the vending machine, and it's staring right at you with those red eyes.
Directly to your right, closer to the front door, there is a glowing green circle on the floor with a sign on the wall next to it.
What will you d—
Wait. Your phone is buzzing. Whether or not you had it with you back in the prison, you do now, whether in your pocket, in your hand, whatever. It's on your person, and it's vibrating demandingly for attention. If you choose to ignore it, a mechanical voice emanating from it begins literally saying the word buzz! buzzzzzz! buuuzzzzzz! in an increasingly irritated tone.
Check your phone?

THE PATH OF EMOTION: HEARTHOME CITY
A city, as if you just stepped out of the building and onto the street. But it's hard to imagine the building you just walked out of existing in a town like this. This is no corporate hub: the buildings are homey and inviting, even the businesses, and the paths are lined with greenery. The people navigating the streets look overwhelmingly content and well-to-do. Young couples walk holding hands; grandmothers push strollers with happy babies nestled inside; schoolchildren dart here and there with their Pokemon companions scampering after them. The sun is shining, the sky is cloudless, the air and walkways are clean and refreshing. It's a picture-perfect family town.
If you turn around, the Team Galactic HQ is gone entirely, replaced by a gate out of the city, which is blocked at the moment by construction workers fixing some cobbles. Guess there's no way to go but forward!
To the northeast, there's a small but busy little building that looks like it might have once been a large house, but now has been repurposed into some kind of quaint boutique. In the center of town there's a huge domed amphitheater, and further to the north, beyond that, you can see the gates to a large, lovely park.
Re: THE PATH OF EMOTION: HEARTHOME CITY
[ah, they didn't come, shame. Glances around the city, let's go see the amphitheater]
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[battle basics probably won't help but maybe Pokédex information has something useful?]
Hey Rotoron, what's the deal with these again?
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Jumping right in, are you? Well, you'll have to do it anyway if you want to get anything out of this silly place. Good eye! You'll be performing onstage with a Pokemon and trying to appeal to the panel of judges to win the top prize!
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[What are the chances I can watch a contest before I go rent a partner]
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The judges are a panel of five sitting in the front. You would normally not get this blurb until Selena was onstage themselves, but they're a clever cheater and get a sneak peek. Our panel of judges, from left to right:
Mr. Big Shot: A man in sunglasses and a suit, with a briefcase at his side. He's holding his tablet, but he's also on the phone at the same time, watching you out of the corner of his eye as he chatters away with someone about . . . it's probably important?
Miss Sinnoh 20XX: A woman in a tiara and an evening gown, with opera gloves and an updo. That's a lot of satin she has on. When you make eye contact with her, she flashes you a winning smile and lifts her hand in a beauty queen wave.
Mx. Pokerainbow: A famous streamer with an adorable sense of style and a rainbow motif. Everything they have on is rainbow. Rainbow ruffled tutu, rainbow fingerless gloves, a rainbow vest and collared shirt . . . they bounce up and down in their seat like a child when you come out onto the stage.
Mrs. Butcher: A large, older woman with guns out to there and black leather up to here. Silver spikes adorn every part of her that can be adorned. She sits with her arms crossed and gives you a gruff nod.
Mr. Wise Guy: It's literally just Fran.
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[well fuck they're going to have to wear frills for some of these judges aren't they. WHAT DO THEY RATE PINK CHANSEY DANCE MAN]
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Then all five of them hold up perfect 10 cards.
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Now I get why Sora spent all that time with Little Chef.
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She seems at a loss, looking around between you and the customers and the Poffin in her hand that she was bagging. Rotoron begins to laugh from the phone. Pahaha!
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