tabularasa_rp | a delightful picnic day.

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a delightful picnic day.

Who: Everyone!
What: PokeBalls are now functional, and there are a lot more friends in Tabula Rasa.
Where: Outside of Heavenly Blanc! It's a picnic, baby.
When: You know, now-ish.
Content Warnings: Cute. Dragons. Birbs.

It seemingly happens at random, for the trainers of the creatures they call Pokemon. Sudden bursts of light, and out emerge quite a few new friends. Pokemon of different Types, shapes, and sizes are now wandering around . . . sticking close to their trainers, probably.

There's a small gathering outside of the Heavenly Blanc, with various snacks and food set out on tables outside. Feel free to come by, play with Pokemon, and have a bite to eat! It's a random assortment of food and drink, all "foraged" and/or made by the Pokemon crew in order to celebrate their partners being released and to also introduce them to their friends they've made in Tabula Rasa!

Be careful of the rumbling storm nearby, though . . . but on the bright side, at least your phones seem to be working, if you have any? Time to take selfies with your new friends, or maybe a TikTok that just stays on your phone forever.

(Trainers will have top levels, if they want, so if you want to interact with a specific trainer, you can wait for their level! Otherwise, have fun at the picnic.)

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[Slight...ly? Is Iwa imagining that the dragon looked kind of...sad there for a minute? Surely he must be, right? Do dragons even get sad (they’re so bad ass...)?]

H-hi—-

Hi?

[Rip Iwa’s ice cream, 2020-2020. He doesn’t even notice as the top of it slides off the cone and onto the ground. His eyes are positively glued to the Gyarados, body stiff and straight as a board. Is he even breathing right now? It’s hard to tell.]

Rrrr...rr?

[Gyarados tries his darndest to communicate that he doesn't mean any fright or harm, but it just doesn't seem as easy with the people here. His enormous eyes follow the ice cream as it slides off to the ground, and he makes a sad sound. Oh no! He's sorry!!]

[His fins flatten again, and he glances around until he spots the ice cream bar at one of the picnic tables, slithering closer to it. He looks back to Iwa, as if to motion to him- over here, little human! You can get more here!]

[Okay, so that was (almost?) definitely a sad sound - and the fins flattening? So this is a friendly dragon? Iwaizumi, frankly, could not be more thrilled at the prospect. He still hasn’t noticed his ice cream’s demise though, so he’s a little confused as to why the beast is leading him over to the ice cream table.]

Huh? Oh, you want some? Or...? [Finally, he glances down at the empty cone in his hand.] Oh. Shit, uh...

[Wait a minute. Is this guy trying to...help him out?

[No way?! His eyes are practically sparkling (if they weren’t already).]

Haha, shit. You are a pretty nice guy, aren’t you? You got a name or something? I guess you couldn’t tell me if you did...

[This is so cool, this is so cool!!!]

[Gyarados looks pleased as the boy figures out his intention eventually, letting a happy little feeling of human-Pokémon connection go through him. See!! Whatever Lance's grumpy jerk Gyarados wants to think, people here could totally understand Pokémon, too!]

RRrrrarrrsshh

[...Well, Iwa probably can't make that out as much more than a rumble, right? Luckily, Blue wanders over, tossing an arm around Iwai's shoulders before the other boy can hardly say anything about it.]

His name's Gyarados, and he's my pal! And so are you. Knocked that Kaiba bastard down a whole peg or three, didn't you!? You're practically a hero, far as I'm concerned!

[Blue lets out a cheerful laugh as Gyarados watches on, apparently used to his trainer's antics.] And my name's Blue! Lemme make you a drink on the house! --Well, they're all 'on the house', though.

WAH!

[Iwa jumps when he feels an arm around him - turns out that he’d been so focused on the dragon he’d kind of tuned out everything else. He yanks himself out from under Blue’s arm and whips around to glare at him. Who the hell does this guy think he is—-]

Hey! You were that asshole filming!

[Not that he’s not slightly appreciative that someone was on his side, but Blue did kind of kick off that whole scene that gathered in the hallway that day (actually, Iwa’s yelling probably did that, but whatever!).]

Guilty as charged, [Blue grins sheepishly, and glances around to make sure no one else heard that. He raises his hands defensively.] Hey, hey. In my defense, it was super funny. Also, that moment needed to be captured for eternity. Man, wish I coulda gotten away with something like that.

[Now, he'd just feed the jackass to his dog, or his dragon! He still might, actually. That said, he walks over to the makeshift bar he had set up on one table, grabbing a glass.]

You a beer or a liquor guy? Actually, what is your name, guy?

[Iwaizumi’s look of irritation endures, but hey, he’s not about to reject a drink after everything he’s had to experience here thus far (not like there’s any way his coach can find out like this). Besides, he doesn’t disagree with Blue that that asshole deserved it (if that’s what this guy is getting at), and again, at least someone in that clusterfuck was on his side.]

It’s Iwaizumi. [Maybe he’ll stop calling him “guy” now?] I’ll drink whatever you give me.

[There’s a stubborn pause.]

Thanks.

Iwaizumi, huh? I'm Blue, [He calls, pouring him a beer. He returns, holding it out, and takes a sip of his own drink.]

I'm what's called a Pokémon trainer- all these creatures here are Pokémon-- uh, well, all of them except that guy there, and there-- [He gestures to the void's currently present robotic representatives, Legion and Turing.] Um, but the rest are ours!

This here is my Gyarados! [Blue grins and reaches over fearlessly to give the dragon some good rubs on his scales- he rumbles cheerfully and sinks down to rest his chin on the grass nearby, watching the two humans like a child at the kitchen table.] The other one over there belongs to Lance, the nerd in the cape. I wouldn't try approaching that one so carelessly, though- he'll probably eat you.

[Casually, he sips.] So, you're a new face, huh? Did you really just show up here when everyone woke up...? [He overheard some things, you know, when he was listening to all the shouting...]

...Right. [His eyes go between the Gyarados gazing peacefully up at them from his place in the grass to the one hovering by the man in the cape, which would apparently eat Iwa if he got too close. And then of course there are the robots Blue points out.

[This is definitely a lot to take in. Iwa stares at his drink for a moment, sighs, then throws the entire thing back in one go and hands the cup back to Blue with an expectant look. Looks like he really did need that drink - and another one please.]

That’s what I hear, yeah.

[....Ah.]

[Blue watches Iwai take in his surroundings and promptly chug the whole glass. What a mood. But he feels like he should probably be, like, responsible about this, and get him to slow down, right....?]

...You know, if you wanna talk about it, we're all stuck in the same boat, pal, [Blue comments with a grimaced grin as he takes the cup back. He hesitates, but he still wanders back over to refill it.] Though, I can't act like I don't react the same way, hah.

You?

[He gestures to Blue, then Gyarados, then the vast array of other “Pokémon” crowding the area. Next, he gestures to himself - just himself, just one guy, beast-less, caught in the middle of this whole thing, still wearing his high school volleyball team uniform like he was plucked straight out of practice.]

Me?

Not in the same boat. Not by a long shot.

[He takes another generous swig then, but at least he doesn’t drain the whole cup this time.]

Not something I ever thought I’d drink to, that’s for damn sure. [And yet here they are.]

Haaah?

[Blue balks at the guy, watching him swig. He's not seeing it- as Iwaizumi gestures to the Pokémon, to Blue and himself.]

[What exactly was the difference in their situation, here??]

...I mean, we're here, [He finally manages out, after a moment of obvious confusion.] What exactly makes it any different? Our Pokémon would be with us no matter where we go, in any case.

What makes it different is that shit like this doesn’t happen where I’m from. [Gesturing again to the array of shrunk down Kaijus surrounding them!]

We don’t have “Pokémon” or robots or giant fucking turtle dragons roaming the halls.

[He glances at Blue then, sighs a little as he realizes he’s probably being a little unfair, that this guy was taken from his home too and probably also doesn’t want to be here - but even so, this has got to be a little less jarring for someone who comes from a world filled with dragons than for a simple high school student, right? Right?]

We’re here, yeah. I get it. I’m just sayin’—- [He pauses, sighs again (or is that more of a huff?), takes another drink, and mutters to himself.] I don’t know what I’m sayin’. It is what it is.

Could be worse, I guess.

[Cool dragon, cool dragon, focus on the cool dragon. He takes another generous swig.]

Um, so what?

[Blue grumbles, a little sulkily, into his drink. What exactly did Pokémon being here have to do with them all being stuck there, anyway? It's not any less weird! ...Well, in a small way, Blue did get it- with Pokémon, you were never really alone. That was true on the road and, thankfully, here too.]

[This guy... probably didn't have anyone from home with him, huh? He frowns to himself and considers that for a moment.]

...Well, if it makes you feel any better, most people here seem to find someone they know. So like, maybe there's someone around you'll recognize? Not that there's that many folks around, but still...

[An astute assessment of Iwa’s current affliction from Blue. He frowns a little as he glances back at the man, then shrugs stubbornly.]

Haven’t seen one yet. Not sure I’d want to if it meant they’d be stuck here too. [His expression probably betrays that that’s a lie. He wouldn’t wish this on most of the people he knows, no, but there’s at least one that he can’t help but curse for his absence. He grumbles to himself:] That asshole...

[Seems the alcohol is starting to kick in already (no surprise with how quickly he drank it) since he doesn’t seem to realize he’s said anything out loud.]

It is what it is. And everyone is tired of hearing about how the new guy wants to go home, I get it. So whatever. Let’s move on.

I guess you're right, but... [Well, he was the selfish type to not want to be left alone anyway, even if it meant they were stuck with him too. Maybe that's why it was ...better, that he was, now....]

[Blue frowns, and turns to meet Gyarados's stare with a glance- they both shrug slightly (well, Gyarados can't shrug, but he gives a little rumble), and he turns back to Iwai.]

...

Hey. Wanna go for a ride with Gyarados?

[Blue points to the enormous serpent, who cheerfully agrees with another, more cheerful 'RRRRRR']

[Iwa turns to stare at Gyarados, all hint of irritation or depression fading from his expression as it goes back into something more like...awe-stricken blankness at the very idea. He points wordlessly, eyes a little wide (and maybe sparkling).]

Real....ly?

[He can’t be serious, but...but is he? Is he???]

You’re kidding. [Is he???]

Huh?

Why would I joke about that?

[Gyarados rumbles again, and lays his face against the ground; Blue walks over and puts a hand on the tough crest atop his head, using it like an anchor to swing himself up atop Gyarados' head.]

[Leaning over, he holds an outstretched hand towards Iwai, beckoning him.] C'mon! Gyarados likes you. Just watch where you step on the way up.

[Gyarados...likes him? Now his eyes really are sparkling. He nods wordlessly, though hesitates a bit in his shock before climbing onto the dragon. Once he’s on Gyarados’s back, the widest, most bewildered grin breaks out on his face. Holy shit, he is really about to ride a fucking dragon right now. Hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah!]

Fuck yeah, man! Let’s go!

Hold on tight. To the edges of the scales, here, like this.

[Blue demonstrates, gripping on the edge of some of Gyarados' chitinous scales jutting up from his back; as soon as the boys have a good grip, Gyarados' powerful body begins to undulate beneath them as he lifts up into the air, rumbling as he winds upwards.]

[For Blue... well, he was more than used to Flying on his Pokémon; he's just gotta make sure newbie back there doesn't go tumbling off.]

[It’s a valid concern, but seeing as he’s never even imagined riding a giant dragon before (okay, that’s not true, he’s definitely imagined it), he somewhat embarrassingly clings to the thing for dear life, eyes going wide as they lift off from the ground.]

H-holy shit, it’s really—-

Do you do this all the time?!

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a delightful picnic day.

he has not forgotten nor forgiven

he'll get over it

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