Characters: All trainers!
Location: Twinleaf Town
Date: Oct. 21, anytime between Midnight and later
Summary: New trainers are showing up all over town! Oddly enough, the locals don't seem to find this too weird.
Rating: PG - PG-13 for language.
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So you wanna be a Pokémon Master? )
Nagi just stands there and looks at the sky, the slowly rising sun, the surroundings. There's a normal type Castform floating around him, looking very curious but never straying far from her trainer, and he doesn't seem to pay her much mind. It's been an awfully long time since he's breathed real air, seen the sky, felt something like sun or wind for himself.
Nagi smiles. He's not sure whether this is real or just a dream yet, but if it's just a dream, it's at least a nice one so far.
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"I swear to god, I see one furry here and I'm ollie flipping out of this shit." He directs this mainly to the Vulpix walking beside him, and receives a dry look in return. Any further comments he had died off as he spots the oddly dressed man standing and supposedly admiring the weather. He would weigh his choices against even approaching the man, but such a thing is taken from him as his pokemon eagerly approaches the man and yips at the Castform above her.
"Sup." He raises a hand in greeting and casually plays off his Vulpix being so eager and stranger-friendly.
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"Good morning. It looks like you don't belong here either."
Neither does he, he notes, belong in Deadman Wonderland, as there's no collar to be seen around the boy's neck. Whether or not the sound of his voice will startle him isn't something he stops to consider anymore - it either does or it doesn't, but that won't prevent him from speaking.
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Dave looks down at his bright violet pajamas and back up at the man.
"Not really. Don't belong anywhere actually."
Which was true, given that earth had been destroyed and he doesn't consider SBURB or anywhere in that game somewhere he would belong. The only place he does belong is with his friends. Speaking of which...
"You seen any other kids in retarded clothes like mine around? Probably the same color, or golden."
Vulpix raises a paw both in greeting and to playfully try and pat the Castform.
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If Nagi sees the reaction, he doesn't say or show it. He thinks for a moment, but then carries on.
"No, I'm afraid I haven't so far. If you want, I can keep an eye out for them."
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Dave shrugs casually at the offer, not so eager to seem like he needs help or anything. "If you want to man. Just tell them Dave's looking for them. They can find me eventually." He glances at the two playing pokemon briefly. Well, no reason to not let the things have fun.
"Mind if I ask what's with that collar?" He had noticed the glimpses of white, but debated asking about it. Might as well though, to kill time before his pokemon got bored and wandered off again.
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No, this is not a pleasant topic. In fact, he adjusts his scarf, hiding the collar from view again.
"Of course you're free to ask. ...It's a safety measure. I... was in prison before I arrived here, and it's something they put on everyone there. It assures we do as we're supposed to."
Bitter, bitter memories, particularly the one about how he's going to die once he runs out of candy. That only leaves him two weeks or so.
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"Safety measure? The fact they got your balls in iron grips ain't enough? That's stupid man, what do you even do in prison? Who was drunk enough to come up with such shitty ideas like that."
He doesn't need any sort of collar to tell him what he needs to do, and the constant job of protecting and fixing timelines has been steadily becoming comparable to a prison of suck to Dave. He doesn't catch on to whatever the other man must be feeling as he continues.
"Next thing you know they do something straight out of the horror movies and start giving dumb ass ultimatums everywhere, all 'eat the mysterious moving meatloaf or we'll make you wear shitty clown costumes and dance for us like the assholes we are'."
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The collars weren't even the worst idea.
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"What kind of unusual? I can't tell if it's retarded or seriously clever to let inmates roam around as they please. Is the collar like, electric or some shit?"
He's rattling off questions pretty fast, without pauses to let the man answer.
"Oh, names Dave by the way. Dave motherfucking Strider."
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"The prison is set up like a theme park, and the prisoners either run or are the attractions. You have to participate there to get Cast Points, because without those you can't buy the antidote to the poison the collar pumps into your bloodstream. Without the antidote, you die within three days. Naturally we're monitored and kept a safe distance away from the visitors, and the wardens always know who's got how much time left."
And naturally, this is where the catch is: He doesn't know if his collar is actually still working. Because if it is...
Well, that wouldn't leave him a lot of time to get back.
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"Holy plush rumps, that's the most fucked up shit I've heard. And I've been killed more times than I can count." He shakes his head slowly as he thinks the whole thing over in his head. A part of him wonders if the scar on Nagi's neck is from the collar. He can sympathize with slit necks.
"...So there anyway to get it off? You're kind of screwed over if there isn't aren't you."
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"They're set to explode if you try to remove them by force." So yes, he is several kinds of screwed over if the thing still works.
"So there's nothing to it but waiting until I run out of antidotes and see what happens then." And hope for the slim chance of the electronics in the collar not having survived the interdimensional journey. Finally he looks at the boy again. "Do you mind me asking what you meant when you said you've been killed more times than you can count?"
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His face goes blank once more and his posture slumps slightly. He shrugs a shoulder slightly as he explains.
"Not much to explain. Due to time shit, I created scores of alternate timeline versions of myself who were all doomed to die. My twin did the same thing. I don't have clear pictures on every death, but I still know what went on. They were all me after all. Dying gets boring and repetative after so many times."
He doesn't feel much beyond a twinge of annoyance, because it's true. Dying sucks. Not that he minds it, since it was for everyone else. He was fixing his mistakes and saving his friends so what did a dozen or so deaths matter in the end?
"No big deal I guess."
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"It does seem like you're getting a break from it now, big deal or no."
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To realize that theoretically, there were no more doomed Dave's or Davi's, or anything he had adjusted to in the game... It was disorienting to say the least. Dave falls silent and turns to watch the sky, much like Nagi was originally doing. He's quiet for a few minutes before speaking up again.
"Good luck with everything on your end. You're alright for an old dude."
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