Here's your target, boys and girls!

[battlestandby]

[Paul has so far been unsuccessful in his search for his brother and his four missing Pokémon, but he's all but certain that he's around here somewhere. Still, Paul has walked around a lot and he's beginning to look exhausted and frustrated. Some part of him wants to give it up already and settle in, but he continues to push himself for some reason

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[shadowypurple]

A small purple frog Pokémon sits behind the bench, it listens to the rantings of the boy that just collapsed on the bench. It lets out a small noise...

"Crrroooooaaaaa..."
[What a troubled child...]

[battlestandby]

O-oh... a Croagunk.

Hm... wonder if it's the breeder's Croagunk...

[shadowypurple]

Croagunk does not move, other than its pulsating cheeks. It listens to the kid's words and replies with another noise...

"Crrooooooaaaaa..."
[I do not know any breeders]

[battlestandby]

...

You always were a weird species.

[plasma_phantom]

[Oooh, an Angry-Face! Rotom's thrilled to find someone with that kind of face. It zips over towards Paul, coming to a stop just out of his reach but within his line of sight.]

Rotototo! Roto!

[battlestandby]

Huh...? [Paul's tired, so he almost thinks he's seeing things. He rubs his eyes and just gapes.]

Well. So you're real... intriguing.

[plasma_phantom]

Tom! Rotom!

[Rotom nods vigorously; of course it's real! Those silly humans always need some sort of proof of its existence. Well, Rotom's more than willing to provide that... with a nice little ZAP!]

ROTOTOTOTOTOTOTOOOO!

[battlestandby]

[The first blow of many in this post! Paul is zapped and just sort of thuds on his side on the bench... and twitches... and his hair is messed up.]

...

Y-you l-little ru-... runt...

[gaseous92]

Well aren't you the popular one?

[Gastly somehow gestures to the pokemon already gathered around him.]

Maybe you should relax a little ♥

[battlestandby]

... A Gastly... That can talk. Just great.

I just got here. I couldn't be "popular".

[gaseous92]

What, you've never met a talking Gastly? ♥ Well good, because neither have I.

[Gastly stares at Paul, then at Rotom, Croagunk and... Human Palkia. Now back to Paul.]

Whatever you say~ ♥

[battlestandby]

Uh... can you explain why I have Pokémon surrounding me?

[limited_space]

[Beware the six-foot-eight tower of not-quite-right. He's about to trip over you.]

[battlestandby]

Whoa...! [That makes him stand up and sort of back away.] Hey! Hey!

[limited_space]

[He halts, looks down at Paul, and raises an eyebrow (not that anyone can see that under that helmet.)]

...My apologies.

[battlestandby]

... Well... no harm done, at least...

[silver_rival]

[Silver himself had been wandering around that day, and had located another pokemon - a Nidoking. One of his, but not usually a part of his immediate party. With the third pokeball on his belt, he went to check on Paul. He himself had his jacket tied around his waist and hair pulled into a ponytail, which seemed to ease his discomfort a bit.]

...The geography here is relatively flat.

[battlestandby]

[Paul quickly regains his composure when he sees his boyfriend - no dammit, he actually is his boyfriend... fffffft. FINE. HIS ACQUAINTANCE.]

Silver. [He smiles.] Flat geography, huh? That's about the polar opposite of Sinnoh...

[silver_rival]

[Silver flashes a smile at his acquaintance-with-mad-benefits.]

So I've heard. Any success on your end?

[battlestandby]

Unfortunately, no. I haven't found anyone I'm looking for. How about you?