World-Breaking and Mind-Building [Closed, Complete]

[replicat]

Characters: Mewtwo, Zetsu
Setting: Greenhouse, Maid's Hallway.
Time: Day 003, Later Afternoon (After the thread with Yukimi)
Summary: Mewtwo finds something that surprises him.
Warnings: Mewtwo.

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[replicat]

Perfume? Ugh, humans... well, there was nothing he could do about it now.

[So there are both humans and Pokémon...] Mewtwo mulled over that prospect pensively. How many humans here were also trainers? Not all of them, certainly--the human he'd just spoken to hadn't been one, he'd been from another world (one where Mewtwo was a character in a video game) and even in his 'world' there were plenty of nontrainer humans; it was entirely possible that none of the humans here would be, actually, although that idea was patently ridiculous and he discarded it outright. Well, he threw it aside, at any rate. Over three dozen... nearly two score, basically, and none of them had figured this out. How was such a thing possible? He would have to resign himself to working with inferior intelligences... a frustrating prospect at best. [What other Pokémon have you seen?] It would be good to get an inventory of that, size and type, perhaps take a study of the types and personalities present. Or abilities. Mewtwo demanded as much data as possible to make his survey complete. Of course, it would be much simpler if they could solve the puzzle... or kill whatever was holding them here. Mewtwo strongly favoured the option that involved the death of whoever did this.

[weeatbodies]

Humans and what? Zetsu had, quite frankly, never heard of that word before. Was it some term that meant non-humans or animals in Mewtwo's world? He wasn't sure, but now seemed a better time than any to ask. [.....I'm not sure. What are are pokémon?] Maybe if he knew that, he could offer some sort of answer.... Until then, though, he would just be a little confused. It was kind of amusing, in its own ridiculous way; Zetsu and Mewtwo each knew about their own respective areas, and each was confusing each other while trying to share information....

The situation was a little absurd, but he was willing to take it in stride as long as Mewtwo could control his temper. He wasn't sure of the full extent of Mewtwo's abilities, beyond flying, telepathy, and apparent telekinesis--but he knew instinctively that he did not want to find himself on the wrong end of Mewtwo's ire, and that to stay on his good side while in such close quarters was imperative.

[replicat]

[...?] Mewtwo's expression shifted to one of confusion. [What are Pokémon?] he echoed, stunned--the powerful psychic was taken off guard by the unexpected question. [I am a Pokémon,] Mewtwo stated with definitive firmness, but he didn't clarify the definition for Zetsu. Mewtwo was the consummate Pokémon, the most powerful and completely designed Pokémon of them all--to say he was a Pokémon was to overstate the common types as a species, but it was the ultimate truth. [Are you not a Pokémon yourself?] he demanded, staring dangerouslyy at the biped in front of him. Was Zetsu not as he seemed? Mewtwo was suddenly uncertain. In his world, there were two kinds of being, completely distinct from one another but eternally interconnected (except where exempt... but even he could not fully escape the strings of humanity). There was no middle ground, no crossing of lines between Pokémon and human... no, that was untrue, but there were certainly no creatures outside of those categories, and Mewtwo was determined to find the source of this misunderstanding. He feared nothing from Zetsu, but if he was truly mistaken about the other being's entity...

If Zetsu was not a Pokémon, then what was he?

((OOC: UGGH, sorry. D:))

[weeatbodies]

Zetsu looked him over carefully at the minimal characteristic, but aside from how admittedly impressive Mewtwo was in his own right, he could not figure out any sort of distinct characteristic that would make a pokémon.... well, a pokémon. He knew that Mewtwo was one, but little else. [I don't think I am.] He admitted, holding up his hands peaceably as though to try and forestall any lashing out or outburst. [I've never heard the term before.] How could he tell Mewtwo what he was when he had never been sure of the answer himself?