Old OOC Thread
Rise of the Masked Man
A tall, imposing figure in a black cloak, a white mask, and long, flowing white hair, stood in the doorway of a dimly lit room. The room was rather small, made of stone, with a small wooden desk, a couple bookshelves, and a large floor standing radio, likely dated from the 1940's.
The Masked Man seemed to glide across the floor, as if hovering, as he approached the radio. He pressed a series of buttons, then turned a knob, and a part of the floor in the center of the room opened up, revealing a stairway to a secret room below.
The man levitated down the stairs, down a brightly lit hallway, up to two guards; The two men were wearing all-black uniforms with a silver "R" on the chest, and masks similar to the one the man in the cloak wore.
"Sir!" both men shouted, in unison. They snapped to attention, giving a salute.
The Masked Man ignored the men, staring at a large, metal door behind them. It stood around ten feet tall and wide. Without averting his gaze, the Masked Man spoke, with a deep, metallic voice.
"It is ready?"
The guard on the left nodded.
"Yes, sir!"
The giant metal doors creaked open, their motors straining against their weight.
The Masked Man glided through the gap in the doors; The room inside was comprised of various strange electronics and machinery, with a number of men in labcoats doing various experiments. Most of the scientists paid no mind to the Masked Man, as he approached the back of the room, where a small briefcase sat on a metal table.
The man hastily opened the briefcase. Inside was a tablet with a collapsible antenna on one side, and a number of buttons on the bottom half, below the screen.
The Masked Man chuckled in amusement, as he pulled out the tablet.
"Finally... With this, ultimate power will soon enough be within my grasp."
A young adult in a red and white hoodie and yellow shorts stood, looking off the edge of a cliff. From how high up he was on the mountain, he could see miles and miles of mountainous terrain, which gradually faded to hills, then to rolling plains. As the landscape flattened out, it seemed to follow a gradient, from gray and brown rock to green fields. The sky was light blue, with thin white clouds dotting the sky.
Next to the young man, was what appeared to be a giant honey badger, standing around six feet tall. He had course blue fur on his back, but his front was coated in softer cream-colored fur.
The badger was the first to speak, with a deep, but warm voice.
"Johto... Huh. Y'know, no matter how many times we come up Mt. Silver, seeing it from this angle can't get old."
The young man turned to his badger friend, nodding with a smile.
"Yeah, it's breathtaking."
"Heh. If we had a good telescope, I bet we could find our house from here."
The two stared at the landscape for some time, before continuing on their journey, walking up the rocky path.
"We should reach our clearing pretty soon, if we get a move on." the young man-simply known as Gold-remarked.
The badger seemed to reach into his fur, and pulled out a large paper map. The two walked for some time, as the badger-a fire-type Pokemon called Typhlosion-continued reading various facts and warnings off of the back of the map.
"Huh. Says here Graveller are becoming more active, so we should watch out for rock slides..." Ty read, a hint of amusement in his voice.
"Maybe we should use the hard-top structure for the tent." Gold thought aloud.
As the two approached a large clearing in the mountain, the sky seemed to darken. Ty's ears twitched, causing him to look up from the map.
"Woah. Hey, bro, how long have we been walking for?" Ty asked, concerned.
"Uh..." Gold checked a watch-like device attached to his left sleeve. "A couple hours or so."
Gold looked up to the sky, noticing that it was getting uncharacteristically dark.
"Uh... Good timing, though... At least we can set up camp..." he said, feeling a strange mix of worry and relief.
"Yeah, let's hurry..."
Soon enough, the two had set up their tent. It was rather large, with a hard, flat top, and thick fabric sides. The tent had metal poles going diagonally from the ceiling to the floor as part of the support structure; It was large enough to house two sleeping bags side-by-side, Gold's backpack, a tiny folding desk, a short bookshelf (which was filled with videogames), a small CRT-type television atop another table, a camp cooler, and two bean bag chairs. Next to the desk with the television, was a small solar-charged generator, which powered everything in the tent.
Almost as soon as they entered the tent, the sound of hail hitting the roof of their tent could be heard. The sound of the hail and wind made for an oddly comforting contrast with the warmly lit interior of the tent.
"Kinda freakish weather today, huh?" Gold remarked, setting up a GameCube with two controllers, and a small television.
"Yeah... Something tells me this isn't a normal storm, though..." Ty answered, a cautious air to his voice. "I feel like something fucking weird is about to happen."
On cue, there was a bright flash of light from outside of the tent, and a deafening crack.
"Ow, Jesus H! The hell was that?" Gold shouted out in shock, barely able to hear himself speak over the ringing in his ears.
"Lightning!?" Ty asked, equally loud. His ears were laid backwards, flat against his head, as if pinned.
Gold unzipped the door to the tent, and carefully looked around, trying to avoid being pelted by the golf ball sized chunks of ice coming from the dark skies above. After scanning the surrounding area, he spotted what looked like a small person, stumbling around, dazed.
"Yo, Ty! There's a person out there!"
As Ty came up beside Gold, the two could see the figure turning around, sensing their presence. As the figure turned, it became clear by the silhouette that the creature had three pairs of arms.
Chills ran down Gold and Ty's backs, as they both recoiled into their tent slightly. Five small, circular, red patches on the back of Ty's neck began to glow and heat up, as he moved to a forward crouching position.
The figure came ever closer, and it was now that the light caught it, giving them a clear view of what they were looking at. What stood before them was a small woman with six arms, five eyes, and small fangs. Her black hair was cut in a short bob, with two small tufts of hair put into twin tails on either side. Her choice in clothing seemed rather dated, with a blouse and bloomers in varying shades of maroon, and thigh-high boots.
The strange woman seemed to be struggling with the hail, trying to swat at it; Her efforts were futile, as she was struck continuously by balls of ice.
The red spots on Ty cooled down, returning to normal. He and Gold turned to each other, with expressions of utter confusion.
"...Well, I think it's safe to say that's not a Pokemon. Or a human..." Ty stated, still trying to mentally sort what he was seeing.
"C'mon." Gold said with a grunt, standing to his feet, ducking slightly due to the low roof of the tent. "We can't just leave her out there."
"Uh... Right." Ty agreed, though somewhat apprehensively.
The two rushed out of their tent; The spider girl took a few steps back, clearly distrusting of the two.
"Yo, do you wanna get outta this -Ow!- fucking hail or not!?" Ty shouted, raising his arms above his head and curling forward a bit.
The woman seemed to pause for a moment, before briskly walking into the tent. Gold and Ty followed, closing the tent behind them.
"Ugh." Gold moaned, collapsing into one of the bean bags, and rubbing his head.
The man turned to the newly rescued girl. She was sitting in the corner of the tent, eyeing up the man and the giant badger.
Ty sat in the bean bag next to Gold, unwrapping the cord to a black and purple custom painted GameCube controller.
"Yo, so, uh... What's your name?" he asked, glancing towards the small figure.
"Muffet... What is your name?"
"I'm Ty. This is Gold. We're the Johto Region's current champs, almost nine years running." Ty explained, non-nonchalantly. It was as if he expected Muffet to already have heard of him and Gold.
"Ahuhuhu~" Muffet laughed, amused. "Champions of what?"
Gold and Ty turned their full attention to Muffet, bewildered.
"Uh... Pokemon battling. Almost every major region has a national league by now..." Gold explained.
"Yeah. We're basically sports icons by now." Ty mentioned, pridefully.
"Oh... I have no idea what you're talking about, but it sounds interesting." Muffet admitted. She stood and gave a small curtsy. "Thank you for saving me, dearies."
"Uh... Don't mention it." Ty replied, shooting Gold a confused look.
Gold turned the GameCube on, and offered a folding chair to Muffet.
"Hey, we were about to play some Smash Bros. Wanna join?"
"A video game?" Muffet asked, looking at the television screen curiously. "I suppose."
As Muffet sat in the small chair, Gold handed her a cheap-looking red knockoff controller. Where the Nintendo logo normally would have been, Gold had at some point used a sharpie to draw a small cartoonish picture of poop, with the words "THE SHITTY BOI" written above it.
Muffet sighed, looking at the crude controller. She had been taken to a strange world, and thrust into the middle of a storm with a couple of strangers. The Shitty Boi seemed to speak to her soul in this moment.
"...Thanks..." she said, somewhat dejectedly.
"Sorry, it's the only other controller we've got with us. We keep it as a spare." Gold said, apologetically.