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Our universe is vast. So vast, in fact, that despite the countless planets that lay in the sky with surfaces unexplored, we have yet to even get past landing a man on our Earth’s moon. Even still, we theorize not just about how other planets look and what they’d be like to live on, not just about how we might be able to draw in power from stars and one day colonize our whole galaxy, not just about this universe, but multiverses. Universes where things only possible in our imagination become material. Universes where the impossible that only imagination can form becomes reality. We dream of universes where a single different choice was made in history, of universes where Earth became war-torn, and of universes that simply come out of the minds of authors, artists, and children alike, where creatures and landscapes defy all the logic we have defined. What, perhaps, would happen… if these universes were not imagination? What would happen if, through means only few may ever know of, we had the chance to discover what we’re unprepared for? What would happen if all of those universes were more than theories… and what would happen if they all converged on our world? The simple answer, as we, the people of Earth now know…

...is chaos.​

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    The magic of this theme park in Michigan has been lost to time. It has become a hollow shell of itself, filled to the brim with rides in great disrepair, dirtied streets, and restaurants that have not ignited their lights in decades. Since its abandonment due to already declining quality and increasing complaints, it's become a hot spot for Youtubers searching to make a quick video on the eerie aura and graffiti that's left here as a reminder of the park's failure. Many labeled it as desolate, devoid of life, and they were right... until the universes converged.

    Signs of life are limited to stray dogs, rats, lizards, birds, and other animals that have made the abandoned park their home. What many don't know is that the park serves as a place of living to many, many more. Beneath it all is a whole city forged by thousands, if not millions of other universes' outcasts. Black markets are the only way to shop down here, though somehow, corruption in power is virtually nonexistent. Some call it paradise, others call it the most dangerous place on Earth. Whatever you want to say about it, just don't say it to various police forces above ground.

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    Location Rules​
    1. Do not try to bring police forces right away into the place. You may only do in your own plotlines when we give explicit permission.​
 
(Might as well start the fire with a debrief on what's going on everywhere: nothing.)
Old Disneyland

It's an average day in the hidden city. Merchandise changes hands, chatter escapes from mouths, and life carries on. Up above, a twenty-something or two with a video camera wander about the desolate corners of the parts everyone sees, rambling on about ancient plans and abandonment. They don't know a thing about how untrue the latter is, and it's highly unlikely they ever will. Two sides of a coin, desolation and life, it's how this place exists. Are you among the hidden or the seen?


Canals of Fire

Tourists complain about the heat seeping through their cheaply made charms as they ride in elegantly decorated gondolas. Elementals of fire and earth flutter throughout the alleyways, chased by curious children. Locals calmly traverse the bridges between the deadly canals, barely breaking a sweat. College students argue about a project in a lemonade shop, gulping down cold glasses in between swears. It's winter for the northern half of the world, southern for the other. But in here, there's only one season: HOT. How do your characters tolerate?

Dragon Town

Everywhere you look, there's dragons. Domesticated, intelligent, beastly, all types of dragons. Some breath fire, some breath ice, some are giant, some can fit on your fingertip. Amongst all of these magical lizards, tourists scamper into boutiques, trying out the local look of scaled sweaters and slacks. Those with the money for a ticket cheer for their fighter in the Duel of Beasts Arena. Visitors with eager palette's test their spice tolerance with a Dragon's Breath Omelet. It's the usual, exciting, tourist filled day. Are your characters one of them?


Heart of the World

Curious eyes huddle around a recently opened portal as a pair of armored lizardmen climb out. A woman in a official uniform greets them and peppers them with questions on where they've come from. Meanwhile, a few tourists snap pictures of another wormhole across the island, one of them being unlucky to have their camera sucked in. In an official building, formally dressed staff slide papers to fairies, trolls, and anyone you can imagine from alternate wherevers. It's as normal a day as a place filled with wormholes can be. Do your characters emerge from a portal here?


The Dreamscape

A place where imagination is reality, and slumber is required to access. A place of lucid dreamers and pleasant nights. There is very little to say about the dreamscape except that you need a little magic to get there.

Paradi

Welcome to a place where points of time meet. Districts filled with memories of the past, and pinnacle of technology that will be our future. Risk is met with reward, and there is no better example of that than Paradi. Where New York City once was, is now a place filled with interesting locals, curious tourists, shining festivals, and near-endless possibilities. This place is truly a shining beauty of America. Do your characters walk it's fine, fine streets?

Sol'Vatten

Calm and quiet, this place is occupied by only the locals and the richest tourists out there. Flecks of sun and wispy clouds flutter on the wind, as children play in the gentle shallows of the saltwater. Located floating above the oceans near Madagascar, this place is protected by gentle elemental guardians of the beuaties up above in the sky. Watch the locals dash about on levitational technology among the stars, enjoy the beautiful nights, and stare upon the richest fat-cats who had the money to vacation here. Are your characters lucky enough to afford a trip to a place as beautiful as this?

Blazhenstvo

An eerie silence hangs over the streets. There's barely a soul here, almost everyone has disappeared. Planes sit dormant in the airport, grafiti stains the walls. Something evil is here. Is it alien? Is it magical? Is it supernatural? That's for you to find out, as filth and odor grace every second you stay here. Are your characters here to investigate? Are they unlucky survivors of whatever awful thing has cursed this land? They'd better not stay long, that's for sure.


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Ran
Blazhenstvo

Ran didn't really want to be here.
Like, really.
But why not? It was a good opportunity to do something in life instead of sitting on his ass all day and being edgy.
"I do not want to be here. Like, really. But it is a good opportunity to do something in life instead of sitting on my ass all day and being edgy." He said ironically as he made his way down an empty street. He knew the dangers of such, but he could care less. As long as no-one bothered him, he'd be fine.

He was an edgy boy. For sure. He was irritated by everyone and swore as much as he could. Why he does so? Maybe to look cool? Maybe to look aggressive? Maybe to hide something? Eh not really that last one. As he went down that one dark street, he thought to himself. Very, very deep thoughts. He was out of the tower. The Tower of God. Somehow in some way, but his first idea was just to progress. He didn't have "friends" in the tower anyway. He had been training his whole life for the tower, and he had been spending the rest of it there slowly climbing it. But, he was out? Impossible. All this thinking in his head made himself a bother to him. He knew one thing for sure as he trudged on. Be as edgy as possible. He found emotion to be weak anyway.
 
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Alastair ​

Location: Old Disney World​

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In a quiet part of the park, in a building shaded by darkness, a predator was on the hunt. Alastair did not like to leave the underground city, he much preferred its cool darkness to the light of the aboveground, he’d also like to take shelter from prying eyes and the creatures in the above world seemed to only know how to pry, but the promise of fresh meat was too much for the Brennel to resist. The top side of the park was filled to the brim with little critters that suited the Lizardman’s taste. He stopped cold, lifting his snout to sniff out the location of his prey. It had stopped, suspicious of its stalker. A forked tongue flicked out of Alastair’s mouth as he lowered himself down to all fours, his long-barbed tail held out flat behind him. A clear pair of eyelids flickered down to guard Alastair’s eyes during the chase. It was a wonder how Alastair could move so silently, despite his seven-foot-long frame, but on the hunt, he seemed to be in his element. Alastair’s mouth began to water as he truly neared his prey, he could just visualize sinking his teeth into the juicy flesh, but it’d have to wait. If he let his mind wander too much, he’d lose focus, and fail the hunt. His muscles tensed as the brown fur of his prey came into sight through the debris of the building. The debris was risky to maneuver around, with one false move he could cause a loud tumble that would send the fat rodent running, but it also impaired the rodent’s vision of its reptilian stalker. One step, then another, one last step.... And the hunt was on.

Alastair sprung from his hiding place and bounded towards the rodent, throwing stealth to the wind. The rodent squeaked in fear as it realized what was happening, the rat skittered to the left. Alastair threw out a claw to try and catch it but ended up tripping and slamming into a pile of degree. DAMN! He’d missed, the Brennel hissed in dismay as he took up the chase once more. Speeding up as the rat neared a crack in one of the walls. Alastair took another gamble in a leap, propelling himself forward with a great force. Soaring above the rodent, he clipped the rat in the side with a claw, causing it to lose balance and tumble sideways which gave Alastair just enough time to get back his balance and impale the rat on his tail barb. Alastair gave a hiss of pleasure as he tore the rat off his tail and sunk his teeth into it, enjoying the warm fresh meat. The lizardman didn’t even think of moving away from the place where he’d made so much noise, Alastair was too busy enjoying his meal.
 
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Lucario
Blazhenstvo

Not a single human or Pokemon around. Not one.

The stunned bipedal canine opens his eyes slowly. He looks around at the ruined buildings towering over him, the wrecked, scavenged, long-abandoned cars scattered across the streets, and the dying trees planted along the sidewalks. Every metal is rusting. Every wall is covered with decade-old overgrowth. It gives the city a large amount of aura, but for all the wrong reasons. A terrible stench like rotting flesh rises from every direction, turning breathing into torture.

Why is he here? The last thing he remembered was seeing Galeem collapse into the ocean along with his rival force of nature before feeling a strong tugging sensation and blacking out. When he came to, he was lying face down on the concrete, his body just at the steps of what he assumed was an apartment building, now destroyed and vandalized from top to bottom. He scours his mind for Pokemon who could bring him into a completely different world, moreso searching for any who would want to do this to him. Palkia can open up spacial rifts to different dimensions, universes, and worlds, but what would the legendary Pokemon of space want to do with Lucario this time? Hoopa can create portals as well and is known for being mischievous, but he's not cruel. He'd never bring someone to a human city that's in such a state.

Lucario shakes his head. Nothing about this is adding up. Unless he's incurred the wrath of the legendaries (and Arceus help him, he hopes he did not), there's no real reason for him to be here. 'Here,' wherever 'here' is, is dangerous.

I must get moving, the Aura Pokemon thinks to himself for the better of his judgement. I feel a sense of unease, as if this place lives and hates my being here...

Lucario effortlessly scales the wall of the nearest building and stops once he gets to the top. From this new vantage point, he observes the city a second time. The other streets fare no better than the street he woke up on. No matter what direction he looks in, destruction has swallowed the place whole. Deep down in his heart, the canine feels sadness for what this city might have been like before whatever disaster removed it of human life. Imagining humans talking while going about their business on the sidewalks... it gives Lucario an odd longing for the past of a city he's never seen before.

The looming dread returns as Lucario returns to reality. He then bounds from rooftop to rooftop, his eyes closed and the black appendages on the back of his head levitating in the air. The auras around the city change little, stemming mostly from vegetation, fungi, and scavenging animals. But, there is one unlike the others...

The Aura Pokemon follows the outlying aura and watches it from a distance, remaining hidden by the rooftops of the abandoned Blazhenstvo.​
 
OFFICER TYRONE SAURUS​

Location: Heart of the World​

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Under normal circumstances a giant t rex walking down a city street wearing a policemen’s uniform, and sipping from a big coffee cup with a straw so long it was definitely a contender for the longest in the history of ever, but in this town Officer Tyrone Saurus’s morning patrol was simply a common sight. There were a few tourists that lost it at the hilarity of the officer’s tiny arms, or kids who wanted a picture with the dinosaur. On a slow day like this Tyrone was fine with the kids posing nearby while their parents took a picture. The policeman was on a mission sure the world was a little messed up, he himself had come through one of these wormholes a long time ago, but Tyrone would not have it be said that Officer Tyrone Saurus stood by and sat down on his tail while crime was afoot. He took a last big slurp of his coffee before carefully dropping it into a trash can as he stomped down the street. Looking at the arrivals through wormholes with what looked like a lazy eye. Internally Tyrone gauged a myriad of factors about each and every newcomer. Their distinguishing features, exactly what it looked like they could do if they turned to the dirtbag criminal ways of doing things. As always Tyrone was incredibly careful where he stepped. People were small, their leashed dogs even smaller, and it didn’t take much to dent a car. Stepping on any three of those things would amount in only a headache and a lot of paper work back at the station.

It was a very slow day, that was a good thing Tyrone supposed. If you were a cop and having an exciting day that meant lots of laws were being broken and innocent lives and livelihoods may be in danger. Tyrone was just itching to slam the hammer of justice down on some unlucky perp. “Officer Saurus reporting in with, nothing” the t rex said to his walkie talkie. slowly meandering down the street. Tyrone took a moment to appreciate the scenery of the city, and the warm inviting sun. Some people might complain about spending a morning working on a hot day but Tyrone was happy to patrol and take in the sunshine. He was the complete opposite of a pencil pusher or a computer worker because Tyrone did not much like being inside. Of course he had trouble fitting through most doors and the buildings he usually spent time in were cramped to say the least except for the police station which had a big door to accommodate him. Tyrone yawned wishing that the caffeine he’d had earlier had done more for him, so far it looked like a nice comfy day for Officer Tyrone Saurus.
 
American Boot
Location: Sol'Vatten

A wormhole opens high in the sky, above even those flying in the skies of Sol'Vatten. American Boot falls out, plummeting at rapid speed toward the island. From the other side of the portal, Mr. Baguette is visible; the masked french bread taunts the soldier. "Good day to you, imbecile." It taunts with it's high pitched voice, before the portal closes. "Holy freaking fruit crap!" Is all American Boot utters, witnessing the immense distance he is expected to fall. "That French, Canadian, magic piece of pastry has gone too far! Merasmus!" He hopes with certainty that the wizard will save him from this conundrum. Sure enough, he does appear in his time travelling Cadillac; the passenger door opening to reveal Spy is travelling with Merasmus. "Spy!" American Boot proclaims. "I need some help!" Both of them smirking, Merasmus flips the bird; the door closing so that the car flies out of sight into another time. "Dammit!"

Not having a parachute on hand, American Boot is left with null options; the clouds part, displaying the towering structures of the floating island, with people flying around at various speeds. Chuckling, American Boot grunts, shape shifting into his more powerful form. "This American Boot is about to kick some ass!" He shouts, aiming for one of the citizens levitating in the sky. Making contact with one should be enough to break his fall; even better if he can be caught mid air.
 
Chara and Frisk
Blazhenstvo

Between the oppressive atmosphere, eerie silence, and complete lack of any humanity as far as they could tell, Chara liked wherever it was the two humans had ended up.

Thinking about how they got here was less pleasant. Less out of anything that happened and more sheer confusion. Neither Chara nor Frisk knew how they had ended up in this wasteland, and Chara hated not knowing things. Frisk was less upset about this however, excitedly asking Chara about where they are and what it’s like- they seem to be embracing being in this new unfamiliar environment.

The two walk aimlessly throughout the wasteland as Chara tries to think of what happened before the two arrived here, but all the timelines blur into one big mess. Chara supposes that comprehending them must have to do with actually controlling them in a way- as far as they can tell, they definitely can’t save or load and attempts of asking Frisk to earlier lead to them discovering Frisk also seemed unable to, which was a worrying predicament. Not being in control, Chara thought, was perhaps the worst thing they knew, and it isn’t like they have any shortage of traumatising incidents.

Chara tightens their grip on their trusty knife. They’ve always known that as long as they have that knife, they'll be safe.
 
Toaster​

Location: Blazhenstvo​

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A wormhole appeared and dominated an ugly brown city street, loud clanging metal footsteps dominated the air as Toaster stomped out. The robot’s eyes glowed red and its demeanor was nothing but threatening. Toaster had been sent to this world by his master to find the reason for its chaotic world bending opportunity, and to find a way to exploit it if at all possible, but first Toaster had to find out exactly where he’d ended up. His eyes roved around the environment and scanned for any heat signatures or otherwise signs of life. Plenty of animals, nothing sentient, or was there. Off in the distance he could just pick out something, Toaster narrowed his red eyes. There was some kind of interference here, messing with his systems if it wasn’t for his systems fortified by his master, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to function at all. Toaster had already decided to leave this place as soon as knew the right direction towards civilization. Figures the master would drop him off in some slum miles from anything of importance, secrecy was a large policy of his. The machine marched forward a step then suddenly stopped. There was a skitter behind him, he was being watched. The robot turned around facing his stalker and pointing his right arm at the offender. His arm opened and out came a machine gun barrel, the robot scanned around the area until he located the offender, the area exploded in a loud rat-tat-tat sound as he fired. The robot felt the interference attacking his weapon but it worked with a touch of strain. The animal yelped and it hared down an alleyway to save itself from the impending bullets. Toaster narrowed his eyes and his arm closed, taking the gun with it as he turned around again.

The robot marched down the street filling the eerie silence with the metal clang of his footsteps. Perhaps Toaster should try to be quiet and not attract attention but he was in no mood to move slowly and quiet was unanimous with slow. The faster he was out of this place the more his real work could begin.
 
Mr. Whesker

Location: The Heart of the City​

The heart of the city... Never heard of this place. Everything looked so foreign and futuristic to me, this can't be real now. The last time i checked, i was in me fine house stool back in my old mugged up place i used to call my joint. Well, that doesn't seem to matter, at least not now anyway. I said to myself as i leaped pass these new and foreign city's shining building rooftops. Trumpet in hand, sun blinding my eyes, iron stored in my vest. Nothing beats this kind of feeling! It's just me! My trumpet, and those bulls down there with their black and white boiler buckets down there. Cops, they never change do they? Those guys down there think they can catch up with me? They probably haven't heard of me.

"The name's Whesker! Mr. Whesker! 29, Lookin' like a flawless Sheik for a moll, former Gum-Shoe like what them boys probably have down there!" I pointed down to the police while i leaped by these high buildings. From my view i can see 4-5 cop cars down there. Shoutin' at me with their weird devices. I hear them say something among the lines of "Sir! Get down from there! It is dangerous!" and flapping their lips words like "He is resisting arrest!" Well Applesauce! Of course i am! Ain't a fat head to just turn in my self that easily!

"What's my reason to be avoiding these bulls? They think i'm some suspicious goon because i was armed with me iron gun. Told them i a just like one of there chrome dome detectives but they hardly believing anything anymore. Happened all to quickly i swear, bo!" Goodness! I hate this habit. People are gonna think i am crazy or some dingus. Anyways, it was just like any other day for me. Getting chase by the cops was something i was used to but something about these ones differentiates them from the rest. I was busy in thought at the moment. Little did i know that my foot already slipped of the edge of the least building i stepped on. My heart pumped blood into my heart like a gatling gun as i fell in between the gap of buildings. I wasn't afraid of heights but i ain't fond of getting hurt either. Luckily there are clothe lines right below my falling feet. I have to think real fast as i hold on into everything i currently own. I attempted to land on each passing clothe line i meet, reducing the painful impact. It wasn't the most comfortable ride of my life but that's better than getting the big sleep after the fall. Cops were still on my tail. They watched me save myself from my demise. Thinkin' like "Wise guys" they plan to catch me on the ground. Again, not a idiot to fall for something like that. On the last clothe line, managed to stay in it and balance myself like the arrogant prick i am. Trumpet out, coppers aiming there bean shooters at face. Can't help but smile at them though.

"Welp, looks like ya got me fair and square, boys! But i'm afraid i can't go back to the big house with ya'll daddy's got lot work to do." With the blow of my fancy trumpet. I hopped on the clothe line i am standing and slinged my way out to the other side of the alleyway like a rock on a kid's slingshot. I can already tell they be throwing aome lead at me with their fancy guns. As if they catch me that easily! I've been cheesing these guys off from where i was from. I tossed myself and jumped on the city building walls of the alleyway. Dodging a few bullets and warnings. I was running like stray cat being captured for causing too much trouble! It wasn't easy shaking these guys off but it took long before they lost track of me.

"Hmph, lost them. Good. I need my daily cup of joe anyway. I thought i'll never lose them." As i turn around i can see police car vehicle patrollin' down my direction, blind fool didn't see my leaving the alleyway. I walked with haste down the street, running will cause an alarm to the peeps around me while the police blairs those sirens of theirs patrol the streets. I'm not a professional escapist but i can get myself out of this mess. Because wherever i go, trouble always follows. Feels like i am a black cat. It didn't take long for them to notice me casually walking down this rather clean street, filled bustling peeps. I heard them say "We found him, proceeding pursuit." Ah, the magic words that it is now my cue to start somping these old feet! Giving them a glare, i started to run again, holding on to my trumpet fedora. I wore my vest back and started to climb the street lights of these city. Jumping from streetlight to treetlight, from cars to trash bins. I was bouncing around like loose child's ball down this wacky street. Again they didn't even caught me. Turning around another block to lose them for good. I thought i hit the good dooe because i lost them for good this time! I ran through this street. Again, this city blocks don't look very different from another. Nothing out of the ordinary except for the giant lizard in bull's fashion is just down the street with his paparazzi in the way. There was no other streets to turn around to. Just my luck.... I am not even exaggeratin' when i said that this big fella was an absolute ginormous beast! Like Horsefeathers! Don't tell me this huge guy is one of them cops too! Wow! This is real serious now! Can't go around nor under that huge thing. Is this thing for real!? Cuz he is blockin my way! I have no choice but to jump over him. Yeah! As if! But gotta risk it! No choice left for me!

I ran towards the big guy with a dashing motion. I did not stop running. The more i close to the big guy the more realize that he is indeed a legit dinosaur! Egad! What's a huge dingus like him doing here!? I can feel that he is pretty alive real! I have no choice! I leapt to a close by trashcan then leapt to a close by parked car and so on. I leaped onto a streetlight, nearby electric pole dohicky and finally a building wall. I have to get to higher places to surpass this beast! Finally, i sprung off the wall over the huge guy while the po-po tried to stop me. I think i should have gained more higher ground... Because i am not going to make it pass him! Wait! Maybe i can as i got closer to almost pass him. I am only a few inches away from his reach! I can make it! Unless he does something i wouldn't expect then it's over! As if! With those short arms of his i am sure that he can't be getting some of this old cat!

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OFFICER TYRONE SAURUS

Location: Heart of The World
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Officer Tyrone Saurus had been going about his patrol peacefully, until he came to a local shop owner who had struck up a nice conversation on what a lovely and peaceful day it was. The tyrannosaur gave a hearty laugh at a little joke when suddenly the walkie talkie strapped to his side made a loud ringing motion. He bid a goodbye to the shop owner and clicked the message with one of his short two fingered hands. "Officer Saurus speaking" he said to the device it made a fuzzy sound as it was answered. "Officers in the Heart of The World should all watch out for a criminal at large" said the one at the other side of the phone. "Yeah, what are the charges and physical description" questioned Tyrone? There was a short pause when he asked that which after a bit of time was answered. "Physical description is that of a small cat/human creature. Distinguishing features are a missing left ear and a visibly singed tail. It originally garnered attention due to it carrying a firearm, upon question upon whether or not it had a permit on hand it fled so add resisting arrest onto carrying a firearm without permit, and disturbing the peace". Tyrone nodded at the orders, mostly for his own benefit, "I'll keep my eyes out and send a call if I get visual" said Tyrone. Moving down the street searching for any sign the offending feline. In Tyrone's old world a cat/human running around with a firearm would've seemed more like a prank call but in this place it was as normal as it got, although Tyrone did huff at the fact that it had run off as soon as questioning began. "So uncivilised" he scoffed to himself. His nostrils flared as tried to pick up any scent that could lead him to the suspect. Too bad there were so many people in the city that he couldn't tell one scent from another not that he could really find a scent due to the abundance of automobiles.

Off in the distance Tyrone heard gunshots. Had the cat started to fire on the officers in pursuit? Had use of lethal force been authorized? It was at that time that a blur on the street caught the dino cop's eye. Upon more examination it was a little cat person with a missing ear. The suspect. It should be known that Tyrone had no patience when it came to criminal acts, if it wasn't for his code of honor in going by the book he wouldn't be quite as good an officer as he was today, especially with his temper. Even though Tyrone knew that this little creature had no respect for rules or any officer of the law he still roared. "STOP IN THE NAME OF THE LAW"! Just to give the cat a fair chance to turn himself in and do this the easy way, but alas the feline was determined to be caught first. Just like any other feline this thing did not obey orders from any authority. Now Tyrone had had it, the little creature flew at him, almost in reach. Tyrone almost laughed at the little creature's hope as it saw his tiny arms. Most criminals seemed to think Tyrone would be easy to get away from due to his inability to wield a gun or catch them in his hands, they seemed to forget the fact that he was a seven ton, eighteen foot tall tyrannosaurus rex who possessed a cavernous jaw, lightning quick reflexes, and no patience for shenanigans, and the cat who was flying through the air was just in chomping distance. Tyrone gave a wordless roar at the cat as his huge jaw flew towards it. One of Tyrone's best known techniques was trapping an offender in his mouth and spitting them out where they could no longer cause trouble for the good citizens of the Heart of The World, or the HWPD.

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Mr. Whesker

Location: Heart of the city​

Welp, i gotta admit. He's got the roar alright! An absolute brute of an officer! Guess they're getting some better authorities to catch me now! The guy is way to hige to pass by easily without effort. Whatever shall i do? I think and think as my rushing body accelerates towards my hopeless escape. Now i am too close to the cop!

"Uh oh." I whispered under my breath as i saw the dino cop open it's gaping jaws right in front of me!

"Welp, i tried. Go ahead big guy! Scoop me up babe!" At that moment i knew i was defeated by something i should have already seen coming. I saw the jaws of darkness open before my very eyes and looked back to it calmly. The moment i was about to captured by an underestimated cop. Just like that, i entered his mouth to dwell in his mouth stench and sticky saliva.

"Welp, i've been in a worser situation than this dump but i do not plan to stay here for too long because this really gross. Hurting this big guy ain't gonna get me nowhere, so i won't going anywhere till i give in... *Sighs* If that's what he wants then that's what he'll get!" I took a deep breath and climbed onto the mouth to knock on one of the dinosaur's tooth like how i knock on a girl's front door.

"Yoi, Could you let me out now? Look, ya got me fair and square! I'll be good sport. I won't try anything promise!" I casually told them to release me as i humbly surrender myself to the authority. Usually i'd rather find another way to escape but this is different. My rules don't apply here. Gotta get used to it now.

Luckily he spat me out like grape seed while i was dipped in mouth juice of his along with my iron, brass and hat. It was here and there, everywhere! Goopy gross saliva on me! "Eww... Gross but effective." I told the dinosaur.

I already know what's the gig anyway. Might as well show these guys somethin' i slowly raised my hands up to my head and surrenedered my trumpet and gun by laying in front of me! I shake the disgusting goop off my fedora abd vest and let it drool on the floor. I saw myself covered in saliva which is something i am not bothered with. I knelt on my knees against the puddle of saliva i currently stand on. Congraz boys, you have captured the Infamous Mr. Whesker!

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~Caitlin the Nurse~Sol'Vatten~

The name's Caitlin, alright? Not Holly, not Lorraine, not whatever else that stupid respawn can give me for a title. I'm Caitlin the goddamned nurse, and I'm very grateful to be where I am. Back where I came from, I was no better than a servant to the hero. They waltz on in with half a leg and laser burns, hand me some money, and that's all I'm supposed to do besides socializing in emotes and toss syringes at my "friends." Why the quotation marks? Please, most of them were impossible to tolerate. You had weirdo tail-man over there with pointy purple hat guy talking funky magic gibberish, with pink-haired living battery screaming about balloons whilst that angler brat whined about his fish. Thank god none of them got respawned here with me. Well, I wouldn't have minded if Dante had been dropped with me. A sweet, lovable, gorgeous man decked in an elegant trench coat and a hella sweet finned mini-gun, he's the one I'd have been stuck with if I had the choice. But other than him, everyone else was either boring, mildly terrifying, or just fucking weird. This isn't about what my life used to be, however. This is about what my life has come to up to this present moment. I died to three unicorn horns to the chest, and then I spawn at the crack of dawn in....another realm? That sounds like the start of many shitty animes, but it turned out to be a pretty sweet gig. I started healing people for money and discovered a whole beautiful little market. People in this world find a lot of ways to hurt themselves. Seriously, I've seen so many new injuries since my first arrival, it's amazing. I've umpteenthelled my accepted currencies since I first started. Gold, dollars, rings, yen, rupees, coins, halos, Vbucks, and about fifteen cryptocurrencies are only about a twenty-fifth of what I take now. The money really stacks up, and I decided to go on a little vacation to the floating island of Sol'vatten, despite my fear of wyverns. The airship ride had a bit more turbulence than my formerly mechanical-boss worried brain would've liked, but otherwise, it was fine. I got off the ship, tossed my belongings in the hotel, and picked up a brochure to start finding stuff to do on this vacation. I was just casually standing about outside, deciding whether to go swimming or participate in levitating sports from the brightly colored, tourist-friendly images. Then, I took a little look up at the stunning sky and noted a giant boot falling towards one of the levitating citizens. Maybe I could've yelled a warning, or something. Maybe I could've gotten local authority attention. Or maybe I could make this a paid vacation and heal a few injuries. I watched with a blank face as the boot smashed into the citizen, crushing the tech on their back, and sending them on a path to the ground. Folding up the brochure, I quietly made my way over to the scene.

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Officer Tyrone Saurus
Location: Heart of The World
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Tyrone gave a loud exhale as he felt the little cat knocked on his tooth and give a reply from inside of his mouth. The tyrannosaur was continually silent as it spat the cat onto the ground, he reared back up and moved his mouth around to try and dislodge the fur that had gotten stuck in his mouth. Absolutely nasty, hair was one of the grossest things imaginable to the Police Officer. with that out of the way Tyrone looked back down at cat who seemed to believe that being trapped in a T. Rex's jaw was the grossest thing ever which Tyrone supposed was fair stifling an exhale. He tried hard to exude a terrifying and intimidating presence, he wasn't going to laugh in this or any on the job scenario. "For the charges of disturbing the peace, carrying a firearm without a permit, and resisting arrest I hereby place you under arrest" said Tyrone. Always had to make sure to name out the charge that could get a suspect out of punishment if he forgot to name the charge. Next came the rights. "Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law, you have the right to one phone call under police supervision, and you have the right to remain silent". Tyrone listed out the charges, and rights with a severely practiced tone that showed just how many times he'd had to do this. A few more cops moved forward and confiscated the cat's weapons, finally the little fuzz creature was being civilised. With the pleasantries of an arrest out of the way a group of police officers attempted to escort the cat into a police car, which Tyrone obviously couldn't enter due to his huge size.

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Mr. Wheskers

Location: Heart of the world ​

This hino ain't half bad after all. I gotta admit, i think underestimated this guy. I have some nerve to talk like this because of all these bulls behind me. All it takes was this big fella who didn't try. I examined the cop from head to his huge toes, woah mama! This thing is a T-rex! Horsefeathers! I should really pay attention to my class next time! This guy a cop too? Guess anything goes nowadays. Once after the dinosaur began to speak i was a bit shocked when he told me that i was charged of. Nah, just messin' with ya. No i wasn't in fact, it came through my other ear as if i heard these words before. A kept my calm smug on my face which can drive simply anyone mad. Why? Who knows...

"My my! Big T can talk after all! *Purr* Well no need to tell me the rest, i know the drill. Lay it on me!" I said with a smug attitude. I shake the sticky saliva off my clothes, skin and hair by shaking violent like a real cat would. Don't want those cop hands dirty now boys? I raised my hands up as the cops slowly take away my babies. My trumpet and gun...

"Please take good care of them." I told the cop taking them from me. I did not fight nor escape even though i can while the chance is high but a part of me is saying that i shouldn't. I think my guts feel more rational than my thinking so let's go with that one. These guys probably think i'm crazy like the rest of my peers would say to me. I should probably start calling myself "Crazy Whesker" instead of just Whesker...

"Ah! There it is! My favorite bracelet! Strap it on me boys!" I said enthusiastically with a soft smile. For people nowadays, they call it handcuffs but i call them bracelets. Just like that they cuffed me without hesitation. I can feel my tail being touched slightly, they can arrest but they ain't touchin' the tail!

"Oy! Easy on the tail! It hurts." I exclaimed furiously, which they did follow to my surprise as my bandaged tail wags slowly in mid air. Escorting me to their rust bucket of a car. I obeyed without retaliation. The back seat was always my favorite part of the car. i can see the cops in the front while i stay in the back. I looked up to the dinosaur officer calmly in the eye with a smile on my face as i glare back at him towards the glass pane.

"So where we headin' boys?" I asked the cops in front in a casual manner.

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Zach Winslow​

Location: Solvatten​

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Zach had had a pretty average day, he had gotten up, had some breakfast, gone on a mile-long run with his team for a stretch, and then finally settled down for some hand to hand training with Incineroar. So imagine his surprise when suddenly a hole opens up under Zach and his partner, and sucked them both into this other.... place where he felt air rushing by his face, as he fell through the sky. Incineroar wasn’t far, the wrestler Pokémon fell beside of him its large hands held upwards as the wind caused its spiky main to fly all about the place. “INCINEROAR”! Shouted Zach’s partner bringing him back to the situation. His hands immediately went to his belt and fumbled around to grab Incineroar’s pokeball. Luckily Zach clutched it and managed to click the return button, bringing Incineroar out of danger. That just left Zach’s own danger he looked down and tried to quickly hatch up a plan. Mind you Zach wasn’t very good at plans. He was more of a, train hard, win proud kind of guy. That was when an idea struck him, and he felt like a doofus. FEAROW! Obviously, Zach should just release the flying type that knew fly. He struggled to detach Fearow’s pokeball from his belt, he snatched the ball out and immediately smacked it against his forehead which triggered Fearow to be released. The long-necked bird Pokémon seemed to be a bit surprised at the predicament it found its trainer in, as Zach looked down and noticed the rapidly approaching ground. “Fly, fly, fly” insisted Zach. “Use Fly”. The Fearow was quick on the uptake swooping down and grabbing Zach by the shoulders with her talons. “Fearow” cawed the bird Pokémon as it began a slow descent to the ground allowing Zach to catch his breath and have a look around at his surroundings. The city below him was quite nice looking actually, he noticed a lot of lucky people who could apparently fly just going about their business in the sky, and..... Was that a giant boot. Now Zach thought he was just hallucinating or something. Was there a Pokémon that looked like a giant boot. There was one that was resembling of a pile of trash so Zach guessed it was possible.

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Officer Tyrone Saurus
Location: Heart of the World
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The officers were mostly silent as they escorted the cat onto the squad car. Once inside the cop in the passenger seat answered Whesker's question. "We'll be taking you to the station, there we'll decide what to do with you" said the chatty cop. While there was a loud jurassic park-esque tremor as Tyrone kept pace with car with a relaxed walking speed. Looking back and forth to see of anything that may be of interest. The cat might take notice of the city slowly waking up around them as more and more people got onto the streets, not just people. Robots, giants, and talking animals were also appearing among other more diverse creatures to show just how diverse the city truly was. Through the sky aircrafts of today, the future, and some more primitive models made their way across the sky. The buildings were also a mix match. The officers spoke into their radios in low tones as they made it farther across the street. At one point they reached a large building with a door that would hang very far above an average human's head. The officer's stopped the car and escorted the cat out of the car and into the stadium, Tyrone joined the other officers with this part coming along and keeping watch as he often did before pushing the door open with his massive head and holding it for the others. The station itself was an interesting looking place there was an odd mix of decoration that combined elements from sci-fi, fantasy, steampunk, and modern day. From the plants which were either extremely color flowers from some unknown part of the multiverse, or other odd plants one example of which was a piranha plant kept in a steel bird cage. While on a desk a tank of small fish with a strangely shaped body and one huge eye swam in circles as if scared of an impending doom at any second. At this point Tyrone remembered a questions he'd neglected to ask in the first place. Looking down at the cat he said, "Are you new to this world, and if so how long have you been here"?

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Mr. Wheskers

Location: Heart of the World

And off i go... Into this new city. A whole new environment, different from what i got used to. Cops caught me, creatures of all kinds roamed the streets, a giant cop! What is this!? This place is crazy! I looked outside the windows to see the other critters lookin' back at me. More from the big dino cop too. He's so frickin' huge! That he just walks to keep pace. This city... It's so... Modern... I don't believe that i am back at my joint anymore, obviously. I looked down on my cuffed wrists, the feeling of nostalgia struck through me like a whale harpoon. When was the last time i got arrested? I know i've been arrested before so this is nothing new but why do i feel this strange feeling that i am about to hit something big? Am i going mad? Where's my cig? I looked around my dirty old vest to retrieve my box of favourite brand of ciggarettes and as it turns out.

"Oh, right..." They have it... I said out loud. Probably heard it but i don't care. Man's gotta have it! Since i'm stuck here, might as well just let it go. It didn't took long for me to be taken to the said station. Again, i sat in silence like child getting his free ride. It was quiet ride but i ain't complainin', i got escorted out of the car of their's and big dino man followed. The station looked more foreign and advanced to me upon seeing technology i have never seen before nor even possible. There are these younger generation's that i took notice of earlier. Staring at a device that seems to be a mix of TV and phone. a TVPhone, perhaps? I don't understand this city. I felt like a tourist here. Everything is so new to me! I kept silent like usual as my burnt tail wags softly in mid air and my cat ear open to sounds. The dinosaur spoke and asked me a rather strange question. Something, i never expected.

"Huh? I'll be honest with ya, i don't even remember how i got here in the first place. Dunno what kind of question you are asking and how can answer it correctly but i do believe that i was in a hot pursuit of a scumbag down a dirty alleyway. The vermin' i'm lookin for stands at a solid 5. Long black trench coat and creepy big eyes and cowboy hat, ever seen anyone lately who looks like that? The fast suspect was responsible for the deaths of millions in my city. Followed the dirty rat like the cat i am, in the dark alleyway. After that, everything went black. Doesn't make sense, i know." I told my side of the story as i testified to the dino cop, lowering my fedora to shade my eyes from my grieving look. My tail loses it's wagging speed and my ear lowered as i end my statement. Why would he ask me something like that? Did i really travel somewhere? I assume that theory is correct since i look very foreign, these old rag clothes of mine gave it away. Perhaps the way i talk to was a given? Who knows...

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Agent 3 ~ Heart of the World

In a city with a lot of people coming and going through wormholes, often times confused shortly after arriving, you’d need a very organized system to keep on top of it all. That’s where Organization for the Well-being of Wormhole Travellers, or OWWT comes in. They have stations and agents all across the city to help keep track of other-universal comings and goings. Since a good quarter of the city’s crime is caused by confused wormhole newcomers that don’t comprehend the laws are pretty much the same here, the police station is merged with an OWWT station. There’s a massive, simple elegant archway connecting the two, as the previously existing doors had been removed. From the archway, you could see about half of the lanes of the OWWT help desk, and one very messy fern plant. In the leftmost one, a clearly new employee slightly raised her voice and crooned to the humanoid dog in her lane, “Miss, please calm down.” The humanoid dog did not heed the employee’s words, and yelled in response—like she had for the past few minutes--, “ CALM!? MY DAUGHTER’S OUT THERE ALL ALONE, AND YOU EXPECT ME TO REMAIN CALM!?” The employee looked absolutely exasperated, at least, that was what it looked like from Agent 3’s perspective. She was right behind this humanoid dog in line, and had a front row seat to this scene. It was really uncomfortable, actually. She quietly rocked on her heels, wincing not for the first time at the animaloid’s words. She heard the doors open and twisted her body to see who had come in. Someone had gotten arrested. “ALL I’M ASKING FOR IS SOMEONE TO GO AND SEARCH FOR HER! IS THAT REALLY SUCH A BIG DEAL!?” The humanoid dog screeched, snapping Agent 3’s head back to the scene in front of her.

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Officer Tyrone Saurus
Location: Heart of the World
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If Tyrone's arms had been long enough he'd have scratched his chin in thought. He had to be very careful with his tail not to knock anything over, the station was big, it had to be what with all the huge residents that lived in the Heart of The World, Tyrone wasn't even the only dinosaur in town, but he still felt like he was an elephant crammed into a clown car whenever he went inside. Except for his own home which he'd decorated himself to be just the right size for a dinosaur. He'd never heard about a rat who'd caused millions of deaths, and Tyrone liked to keep a watch on all known criminals in case he spotted them on a patrol or some other time but he'd never even heard of such a criminal. "Seeing as I've never heard of a mass murdering rat, I'd take it you are from another world". Tyrone wasn't sure whether or not to believe the little cat. It wasn't uncommon for a criminal to lie at being new to get the Out of Dimension Pass, as the people called it. It was the law that gave new comers a bit of relief. So long as the crime they committed wasn't a violent one they'd be sent straight to the OWWT to have their new surroundings explained to them. Tyrone noticed the little cat trying to look tough and couldn't bring himself to think that it could fake the look. "Other worlders are sent over there" he said pointing to the line at the other side of the station. The other cops had run off into the desks to get some other work done after hearing what they were dealing with. "They'll tell you the ins and outs of this world. What's allowed and what certainly isn't, and they'll check to see if they have any proof of you to gauge whether or not what you're saying is true. After they're done you'll get your possessions back. Don't cause trouble again" warned Tyrone. Noticing the outburst from the dog in line over at the OWWL line. Tyrone huffed and wracked his brain for a missing persons report and didn't remember any being called in. He wanted to waltz right on over there and ask a few questions, being the good samaritan he was, but it was bad practice to encourage such a commotion, but he couldn't stand to just sit still. He marched on over and inspected the line and looked down at the humanoid dog. He cleared his throat and in his deep throaty tone Tyrone asked, "What seems to be the be the problem ma'am" he said. Hoping the cat did what it was told and came over to the OWWT. He also noticed what appeared to be a mix between a human and some kind of cephalopod but the tyrannosaur was focused on trying to help the dog.

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Officer Tyrone Saurus
Location: Heart of the World
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If Tyrone's arms had been long enough he'd have scratched his chin in thought. He had to be very careful with his tail not to knock anything over, the station was big, it had to be what with all the huge residents that lived in the Heart of The World, Tyrone wasn't even the only dinosaur in town, but he still felt like he was an elephant crammed into a clown car whenever he went inside. Except for his own home which he'd decorated himself to be just the right size for a dinosaur. He'd never heard about a rat who'd caused millions of deaths, and Tyrone liked to keep a watch on all known criminals in case he spotted them on a patrol or some other time but he'd never even heard of such a criminal. "Seeing as I've never heard of a mass murdering rat, I'd take it you are from another world". Tyrone wasn't sure whether or not to believe the little cat. It wasn't uncommon for a criminal to lie at being new to get the Out of Dimension Pass, as the people called it. It was the law that gave new comers a bit of relief. So long as the crime they committed wasn't a violent one they'd be sent straight to the OWWT to have their new surroundings explained to them. Tyrone noticed the little cat trying to look tough and couldn't bring himself to think that it could fake the look. "Other worlders are sent over there" he said pointing to the line at the other side of the station. The other cops had run off into the desks to get some other work done after hearing what they were dealing with. "They'll tell you the ins and outs of this world. What's allowed and what certainly isn't, and they'll check to see if they have any proof of you to gauge whether or not what you're saying is true. After they're done you'll get your possessions back. Don't cause trouble again" warned Tyrone. Noticing the outburst from the dog in line over at the OWWL line. Tyrone huffed and wracked his brain for a missing persons report and didn't remember any being called in. He wanted to waltz right on over there and ask a few questions, being the good samaritan he was, but it was bad practice to encourage such a commotion, but he couldn't stand to just sit still. He marched on over and inspected the line and looked down at the humanoid dog. He cleared his throat and in his deep throaty tone Tyrone asked, "What seems to be the be the problem ma'am" he said. Hoping the cat did what it was told and came over to the OWWT. He also noticed what appeared to be a mix between a human and some kind of cephalopod but the tyrannosaur was focused on trying to help the dog.

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Agent 3 ~ Heart of the World

The humanoid dog turned to the officer. She looked startled for a split second, then her face melted into anger and relief. "Oh thank god officer. I was separated from my daughter when we fell through the wormhole, and this IDIOT doesn't understand what to do about it." Agent 3 snorted and looked up at the reptile herself. He reminded her of a few unpleasant octarian toys, but she still corrected, "She demanded that a huge search party be sent, she didn't provide any photos or anything to file a report, and she started screaming when she didn't get her demands right away." Her voice was a little hard to understand with her accent, but she spoke clear enough that someone could tell what she was trying to say. The humanoid dog whipped her gaze onto the inkling and screeched, "LIAR! SHE'S SPEWING NONSENSE TO GET AHEAD IN LINE! ARREST HER!" Agent 3 looked absolutely puzzled at this and raised an eyebrow. "How does this warrant me getting arrested?" She asked, to which the humanoid dog just growled at.

(is it obvious i took inspiration from r/entitledparents)

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Zach Winslow​

Location: Solvatten​

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Zach had had a pretty average day, he had gotten up, had some breakfast, gone on a mile-long run with his team for a stretch, and then finally settled down for some hand to hand training with Incineroar. So imagine his surprise when suddenly a hole opens up under Zach and his partner, and sucked them both into this other.... place where he felt air rushing by his face, as he fell through the sky. Incineroar wasn’t far, the wrestler Pokémon fell beside of him its large hands held upwards as the wind caused its spiky main to fly all about the place. “INCINEROAR”! Shouted Zach’s partner bringing him back to the situation. His hands immediately went to his belt and fumbled around to grab Incineroar’s pokeball. Luckily Zach clutched it and managed to click the return button, bringing Incineroar out of danger. That just left Zach’s own danger he looked down and tried to quickly hatch up a plan. Mind you Zach wasn’t very good at plans. He was more of a, train hard, win proud kind of guy. That was when an idea struck him, and he felt like a doofus. FEAROW! Obviously, Zach should just release the flying type that knew fly. He struggled to detach Fearow’s pokeball from his belt, he snatched the ball out and immediately smacked it against his forehead which triggered Fearow to be released. The long-necked bird Pokémon seemed to be a bit surprised at the predicament it found its trainer in, as Zach looked down and noticed the rapidly approaching ground. “Fly, fly, fly” insisted Zach. “Use Fly”. The Fearow was quick on the uptake swooping down and grabbing Zach by the shoulders with her talons. “Fearow” cawed the bird Pokémon as it began a slow descent to the ground allowing Zach to catch his breath and have a look around at his surroundings. The city below him was quite nice looking actually, he noticed a lot of lucky people who could apparently fly just going about their business in the sky, and..... Was that a giant boot. Now Zach thought he was just hallucinating or something. Was there a Pokémon that looked like a giant boot. There was one that was resembling of a pile of trash so Zach guessed it was possible.

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Caitlin the Nurse ~ Sol'vatten

I was quietly walking over to the future site of the unfortunate falling citizen when I heard a loud 'woosh' in the sky behind me. I turn around, look up, and lo and behold there's a guy and a weird humanoid cat thing falling out of a portal. I took a step in the pair's direction because two customers are better than one but then stepped back as I noticed this guy's attire. Same stuff that some other customers wore. They all had little monsters that fit in your pocket, and really seemed to get ticked that I wasn't 'Nurse Joy' and I wouldn't 'heal their pokemon for free'. I don't know how their world works, but it's sure as hell not how I do business. While I'd love to say I just left him to fall because of the whole bitchy thing, I remembered that their pokemon could use 'hms' which allowed them to do stuff like fly or climb rocks. This was kind of a gamble because he may have not had a pokemon with a flight 'hm', but it was better than having to choose my customers. Sure enough, I saw the weird cat humanoid get sucked into a ball, a bird emerge from another smacked against his face (why would you DO that?), and him getting picked up and carried at a gentle pace above the island. This was a nice show and all, but I still had a falling citizen to heal for a little extra money. I turned back in the direction I was walking, and sauntered towards my hopefully next customer.

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American Boot's velocity had reached maximum; with nothing getting in the way, save for friction from the air. Keeping an eye on the person below him, the soldier was stunned to see that the man had a large pet cat. "He deserves a certificate for world's largest litter box." American Boot noted, surprised to see a giant bird materialize out of nowhere. Having not eaten all day, and battling a bread based foe, it was no surprise hunger had set in. "That giant chicken will be very filling." The path set forth by his descent would lead straight to the potential meal; American Boot chuckled at this realization. "Incoming!" He alerted the bird's passenger, coming crashing in; or so he would have liked. Not even anywhere near close, the boot was left plummeting to the ground again (with no food either.) "Holy freaking fruit crap!" He exclaimed, turning back to his normal human form since there was no difference either way.

Or perhaps, maybe there was something he could do about it. Still being in earshot of the man and his pets, American Boot pulled out his rocket launcher. "Do you like your chicken grilled or fried?!" He shouted, loading up his rocket launcher in the meantime. Stupidly caring about his stomach instead of anything else right now, American Boot was mere minutes from hitting the ground. "I'm going to need the strength to kick Merasmus' butt later anyway."

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Ib

Location: Blazhenstvo​

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Through the rotting streets of Blazhenstvo, through the abandoned ruined buildings and debris. A child, a little girl. Rose up from dirty old asylum bed of an abandoned mental hospital asylum. This little girl is named Ib, a child who has fallen into the terrible world of Blazhenstvo. Ib rose her head up from the dirty old bed, unharmed with a synthetic red rose in hand and a handkerchief on the other. Ib was no regular child, for she a mind of survivor and seen the surreal side of a man's mind. Ib woke up gently for no apparent reason but a dreadful feeling of loneliness looms in the air of the darkened mental asylum patient's room. The feeling of being watched. Ib is unaware of such aura for her mind is far too naive to adjust to this world even though evil lurks in every corner. The little girl was in dark mental asylum patient room all on her own in the darkness of the asylum. The last thing Ib remembered is that she slept on a strangely beautiful bed inside Gurretena's art gallery filled with a mysterious force. That's what all she remembered till she woke up alone on the bed with no one by her side. Ib thought that she is still in the art gallery since she still has the rose with her that she holds dearly with her life.

"Garry?"

The girl called for a name that doesn't exist in this world. Worried about loneliness, she got out of the bed without hesitation and proceeds to follow the way out. Luckily the hospital door room to her's was wide open. Now her dark adventure begins. The first thing Ib notices in this new world is the lack of colors and surrealism, it's almost like the real world for her. This was her perspective. Little did she know about what is going on around her. The asylum's hallways were lonely, eerie and dark which did not seem to cause Ib to panic in the dark without guidance of an adult. Ib's voice echoed in the dark hallways and rooms.

"Garry? Mary?"

She called as the echoes bounce on the silent walls. Thankfully the left over dying emergency power were leading her path towards the exit. Which was strange. It's almost like she is being led by coincidence whatsoever. Ib started to notice a foul nose wrenching stench emitting from the air. It smelled so putrid that Ib couldn't handle which made her travelling and navigation faster. Luckily for the child. She can only see what the dying light bulbs down the halls provide, which showed nothing that can disturb her mind. Although Ib grew wary and scared because of loneliness and isolation. The deafening silence was too much too take for the little girl. Luckily the Asylum was easy to get around with as she walked the halls and climbed the stairs towrads the exit. At last! She saw the light from out side the asylum she is unaware of being in. The child remained unharmed and safe.

Ib's eyes were greeted with a grim light of the outside world of Blazhenstvo. She took one step out the door and finally looked around the outside. She was greeted with a dying environment that she could only define as messy and gross. It felt like a dump to Ib. The suffocating air started to strangle Ib. Without a moment to lose. Ib covered her and nose with her handmade handkerchief to lessen the sickening air. Ib felt dread in her stomach as she walks down the streets all alone. The rotting world was very new to Ib, Although she felt dread before but something about this place struck uneasiness to the child.

"Garry! Mary! Where are you!?"

The girl's little voice spoke through the echoing empty streets. The girl is unaware of the potential dangers of the new land she took steps by giving away her position. She walked the streets of Blazhenstvo, where cars rot still and the streets are filled with filth. No other lifeforms were seen around the area. Ib was alone. Or at least that is what she thinks. After countless minutes of walking which felt like an eternity for Ib. She looked up to the building's rooftops to gaze over and something caught her eye. A figure... A figure of a creature she has never seen, it looked like a person but it had other monster-like features. She couldn't believe her eyes. The figure seems to be in a distant but the thing might hear Ib being this close. She walked a bit closer to the building with the strange figure. She couldn't identify if it's a potential predator or an answer to her loneliness. Her crimson red eyes were so deeply focused on the figure that she accidentally stepped on a few plastic trash and metal on the ground without noticing. Hopefully this didn't alert the figure. Ib's chances of stealthy observing the creature was thinning as she stepped closer and closer. Little did Ib know that she is about to knock over against an old rusty trash can beside her, she knocks trash can over pure clumsiness that it made a crashing loud noise that could alert the creature. If the creature is alerted, they can notice Ib's blank facial expressions on her face but her crimson red eyes show fear and confusion over them. Ib's intuitive side took control of her frail body and she started to run the opposite direction, away from the creature. She did not scream. Only ran across the street with her mouth shut. Ib was defenseless against the creature and the moment she took away her location made her run.

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