Pink Island

[Lunarsun]

PINK ISLAND


A island that can be found deep in the ocean to the north of Beginning Island. It is here that the expression you are what you eat come to mind, as the pokemon that live and breed here are normally of the pink coloration even though it's not natural for them.

Here a disease had run rampant, and the pokemon that were normally docile and sweet have either turned weak or mean. Both depending on the stage of the disease they are currently trapped in.

Pink Island coast (0/5)
Pokemon to be found#

Audino lvl: 4 roll# 1
Cherubi lvl: 4roll# 2
Cleffa lvl: 4 roll# 3
Corsola lvl: 4 roll# 4
Exeggcute lvl: 4 roll# 5
Snubull lvl: 4 roll 6
Lickatung lvl: 4 roll# 7
Milktank lvl: 4 roll# 8
Munna lvl: 4 roll# 9
Porygon lvl: 4 roll# 10

 

[Jazzfox]

The trip was long, longer than the trip to Beginner's Island, and so would Jasmine head outward on her Lapras guide, than she would through the trip, test her stocks.

First it was organising her satchel, using the scraps now instead to keep the lunchbox container padded and safe, to hold it secure, and to keep it from any damage or fate.

She would make sure her potion, her pokéballs, her food and water, all were kept seperated and ready for whenever she would use it.

It was possibly about half way that she'd repeated the same process twice over, before finally, she had opened all her pokéballs.

And now sitting there Jasmine looked to the sea.

There Ironclaw skimmed back and forth aside the Lapras, conscious of the lack of thermals, and her own limitations to stay close by the girl, only happy enough to be out and in the air, to spread her wings and work for once...

Jasmine would sit with Burnout having landed, perched as it were on the shell, and Nightingale, sitting in Jasmine's lap, fussing and adjusting the girls bandages wherever possible.

[Honestly! All this running about, I'm just waiting for the day you snag yourself on something, then just fall to pieces when you unravel!]

"Thanks..." Jasmine chuckled slightly, only able to take the Happiny's stern tone as it was without understanding it, pulling her glove back over her arm now, sighing as she looked to her casted arm...

It would be about another week or so before that fixed, she didn't particularly want that miracle cure from the Doctor again either, her legs were testiment to its effects, as they would lie out with the braces loosened.

She stared onward and out at the sea, sure she could see Beginner's Island somewhere just past the rocks and, what Jasmine was certain she could see, a large rusting ship, like an ocean liner of some sort, now lain upon the rocks, opened up and falling apart like a carcass beneath the desert sun.

One day. She'd like to go back, one last time.

One day, she knew Spiritomb would make good on his promise... to give his all to kill her.

On that day, she'd make it work.

But until then, she'd need to make a team that could beat it, that could have attacks that could hurt it, and that could stand the onslaught he fired.

The team in the store had taught her that wasn't just a one-off. Lindbergh and Claudandas... it was them who had paid the price heavily for the failure, as she would instead turn her head again.

Two small figures they cut, Lindbergh no longer a Gliscor and now a small Gligar again, giggling madly as she chased after Claudandas, the Purrloin zipping between the protrustions of the Lapras' shell.

She'd informed all the others of their work now... except them.

"With Lindbergh and Claudandas as they are... the team is pretty bare."

"I'll need to find a way to plug the gap somehow."

[You know... you shouldn't be attached to those pokéballs...] Burnout leaned in, his eyes upon the belt's added two new balls.

Jasmine blinked, her visible eye trailing to what he was looking at.

[We have no idea what the shape of the creatures on this island will be like... nor if Joy would let you keep these pokemon, that is IF they survive when she is finished testing...]

Jasmine could only look back rather blankly, "I'm sure we'll do better this time, don't worry?"

Nightingale sighed, looking to the ghost. [You have a wonderful outlook on life.]

[Death. Thank you. Life is just something that happens to other people for me.] Burnout's flame snuffed a puff of smoke as he hovered there and followed still.

"We'd need a water type."

Eyes went to Jasmine again.

"I think about what kind of pokemon we need... I... was kind of hoping for a Shuckle, or an Onix like Raven had, a big strong pokémon, big on defense, but, Shuckle... they're so small, yet so tough... and they can MAKE medicine, just by giving them a berry to distill!"

"Wouldn't that be an awesome little pokémon for a medical class student?" She looked back to the others.

Blank stares were returned, and she sighed.

"Well... anyway... water types... I need to find something. My land has plants now... but it needs water if anything's going to grow... and, unless I can find something really rare I wanna trade to that person back at the academy with the Buizel, that isn't going to happen."

"They're a big hole in my team, I need something that can fight ice and water attacks, just by being resistant... but still varied enough they can fight other water types, you know?"

Blank stares still, if Jasmine expected an audience who would be more participant in this discussion, she was certainly not finding it.

The girl would only sigh, "I guess we'll see what we can find on the island..."

[Hey!]

A shout however DID get their attention, as all of them looked to an annoyed looking Gligar, Lindbergh glowered at Claudandas, the cat all curled up and pretending to sleep, her claws on her side. [C'mon... I still wanna play!]

And the cat yawned.

And when he did, all blinked, as a bubble came out of his mouth... it floated, up, bobbing lazily in the air... right in front of Lindbergh's face... and POPPED!

Lindbergh looked dazed for a second, confused and blinking as she stood on her feet, before the yawn became infectious, and then, she fell to the ground herself, asleep.

"Huh." Jasmine blinked.

"Guess we know what Claudandas' new attack does..."


~~~~~~~~~

They would close in upon the Island now, as Jasmine looked at it, all of her items set, and Lindbergh, Claudandas and Nightingale returned, Jasmine would nod, before looking to the Lapras.

"Can you stop here, please?"

They were still a good bit out from the island, but here was a jutting rock pool amid the froth, as she would transfer over, Ironclaw landing with a clatter of metal parts that smoothed again, the girl looked to the Lapras as Burnout settled aside her too.

"This island is dangerous... we might not be affected by it for a short while... but we're not immune to whatever illness is here."

"You should hold out here... and we'll meet you when we can, but take care as well, alright?"

Jasmine was already transferring to Ironclaw, as the Skarmory would open wings, and with Jasmine secured, take to the air, looking to fly them the last lap forward to the coast!

It was Burnout that remained, looking to the water type. [When we return... I'll give off a flame shaped like an Arcanine as a signal.]

[I'd prefer you were safe and did not wait so close by...]

It was dangerous, no doubt about it, battle themed or not, who knew what they were about to encounter?

All the more reason for him to follow, as he hovered out across the air to catch up... as Ironclaw would touch down on land... and there, the three would stand, upon Pink Island.  

[Jazzfox]

Jasmine was now sat upon Ironclaw's back as they began down the beach, sand was not kind of legs that metal held together, nor their crutches, and although the sands would shift back and forth, the metal bird had far more practise than she.

She would sit on the bird's back with Nightingale now released, the Happiny staring out and around them for any sign of life, or absence of it as necessary.

"Alright." Jasmine spoke.

"We need three samples... water, plant and pokémon... possibly we should wait until further inland, I'd expect we'd need a fresh water source than the seas' saltwater for one... and the coast here doesn't have much in plants... as for pokémon... I guess we'll see soon."  

[Jazzfox]

((Re-try that with a roll, lol))

2/5  

[Jazzfox]

((Dangit, I wanted these awesome rolls later! XD))


[...Or so you thought.] Nightingale would speak amid the silence as they went onward.

With Jasmine so heavily wrapped, you might have envisioned an eskimo getting in out of the cold, rather than a girl in a sunny island.

But then again, it kept her shaded... and for whatever reason, although Cheza's cape felt comfortable, it was never more than comfortable, the Happiny had to remark.

Then again, she was likely the only one out of them who'd probably understand the 'why' on that, she could wait until Jasmine asked before sharing a smug grin over the fact the girl wouldn't know even if she said it out loud.

But for now, her eyes were set around... this was her first assignment, she was a nurse, a trainee perhaps, but a nurse nonetheless. She didn't care for fighting, but if someone had recruited her for a medical job, then she knew it meant business!

And business, meant sick pokemon who needed help, as she too kept her eyes peeled...  

[Lunarsun]

It wouldn't take long for them to come across the first of the sick Pokemon, but it wouldn't be easy to tell due to coloration. This Pokemon naturally pink lend against the tree his tongue rolled all the way out of his maw as he lean his head against the plant for support. His entire body mass told the story ... He was painfully thin to the point that even his face had a sunken look to them.

He wouldn't even look at them ...as he tried to catch his breathe. He was the first of the sickly brood, and he wouldn't be the last they stumble upon. The question was simple stop and help him or continue forward?  

[Jazzfox]

It would seem the Happiny had her sights fashioned well, for no sooner did she look out across the coasts than there they would see it, the Lickitung, tongue lolled, it's normally plump form now reduced so drastically it was pitiful.

In an instant, she jerked the bird's head with an almost impossible feat of strength! [Quickly, over there!!]

"Wait, what-" Jasmine didn't ask, until they were now facing the way she wanted them to be.

[Quickly already, we got a patient!!]

Jasmine looked on and squinted.

[Yeah, well, everyone on this island is a patient, you just wanna catch the first one?] Ironclaw scrutinised with a squark of disapproval.

Jasmine looked at the pair, then back to the Lickitung. "Let's take a look."

"Even if we don't take him home... we can take it to the center, at least there we'll have supplies to help it properly."

The bird sighed.

[We ARE medics after all!] Nightingale proudly announced, as the three would now advance upon the lickitung patient.

[Hey!] She would call out ahead as they came closer, looking in concernedly. [Would you like some help?]  

[Lunarsun]

The Pokemon's eyes were dull and partly clouded over as they approached. It's attention was focus on nothing and no one, so when they spoke it didn't seem to take any notice of their call.

Instead it kept its eyes forward as it seemed to ignore them completely. Simply calling out wasn't going to be enough to get its attention.  

[Jazzfox]

((Whee. Posting on move!))

Jasmine considered, they had no idea how long they could go its environment without risking contamination, but Joy seemed confident enough they could risk interacting as they were from off the island shores...

"Ironclaw, please let me down?"

The bird would comply, and now Jasmine made her way slowly before the Lickitung, making sure she tried not to be too intimidating.

But the again, could a girl on a crutch as her ever look dangerous?

It was too quiet, too unresponsive, this was worrying.

"Nightingale, try using your Aromatherapy, see if that helps ease him a little."

The Happiny would nod, as from her little waist pouch would emerge the first buds and leaves, when she waved her arms they would swirl in the air, dancing round and round the Lickitung soothingly.

Jasmine sincerely didn't think that the move could cure this strange disease, but maybe it would clear the pink pokémons head enough to communicate with them...  

[Lunarsun]

It would start to work as the pokemon's eyes would start to become less clouded. He would shift to look at them and then in that single movement he would strike as it would seem that though his eyes were less clouded his mind was not.

What stood before the lickatung at the moment was a happiny, but a giant pink berry and this lickatung felt so hunger at the moment that he couldn't resist going for it as a swift tongue would lash out at her. Trying to grab and wrap her up all in the same movement.

No one every said that a medic's job wasn't dangerous.  

[Jazzfox]

[There... all better now- Ack!!] The Happiny suddenly cried out, seeing that tongue she would about turn and SPRINT as fast as those little feed could patter over toward Ironclaw again for cover!

"Woah there!" Jasmine would get in the way, good and casted arm spread out, if that tongue was grabbing anything, it would be her, or more likely, her crutch held out defensively there.

"Easy!"

"We're here to help..."

It was hard to tell, even for the others when the Lickitung wouldn't speak... hard to analyze its thoughts or actions... so maybe, the best idea would be to restrain it for now... until they could get some proper nutrients and medicine to it. "I have someone who can help you feel better just now..."

She would pop open a ball to show off Claudandas... lord knew what dish that became when hallucinated.

"Claudandas?" Jasmine would look to the cat, "Yawn, please."

And so indeed the cat would, half out of boredom as he'd lay down... there was now a bubble, one that was floating its way slowly towards the Lickitung... question was, could Yawn work if it was eaten? And if so, what did it taste like?

They would try this first, put it to sleep, then carry it further...  

[Jazzfox]

((Damn, missed the dice roll somehow, bleh))

((Not sure hwo to do this... so... I guess it'll three rolls, considering three actions here))

((1 Happiny getting away, 2 Jasmine trying to block tongue, 3, Claudandas Yawning))

((EDIT: Wow, did NOT matter one lick, all three failed! XD))  

[Lunarsun]

(so it would seem)

The lickatung's tongue would wrap around her as it as it curls back up to the pokemon 's mouth. Popping inside, he would push her against the side of his mouth as he enjoy the sweet sweet berry.

They would need to get her out soon before he went from savorying swallowing that delicious berry. In his insanity he would only the notice the gumdrop and and the pretzel.  

[Jazzfox]

Pokemon: Purrloin [m]
Name & Level: Claudandas, Lvl 1
[Temperament] Docile
Stats: Hp: 12 Pp: 16 Att: 6 Def: 6 Spd: 6 Sp Att: 6 Sp def: 6
Moves: Scratch, Yawn
Exp: 0/50
Item: Focus Band

Pokemon: Happiny [f]
Name & Level: Nightingale, Lvl 4
Temperament: Docile
Stats: Hp: 23 Pp: 17 Att: 6 Def: 6 Spd: 8 Sp Att: 7 Sp def: 11
Moves: Pound, Helping Hand, Aromatherapy
Exp: 0/300



"Wh- what the!?" Jasmine watched on as the tongue had snaked around her, while she was busy trying to pacify it, the thing had grabbed Nightingale!

Squeezed, kicking and crying out, she went into the mouth....

Jasmine looked immediately to the Purrloin. "Claudandas, hit him in the belly with a scratch attack!"

The cat blinked, to go from so sudden a change, from relaxing to attacking? It just didn't seem to suit him as he would only quirk a brow, but... seeing Jasmine's desperation, and the Happiny who had vanished inside, he BOUNCED forward, although his claws would rake out... they wouldn't do so much damage... after all, it was trying to make the impact in his gut that would make him spit OUT the Happiny Jasmine wanted!

And it was Nightingale who was Pounding away on the inside, trying to break free to boot!

Even if she broke a tooth, she knew many a dentist at least!

((Roll 1, Claudandas' Scratch, Roll 2, Nightingale's Pound))


((EDIT: ...The dice Goddess... is a very fickle lady today))  

[Lunarsun]

Lickatung (m)
lvl: 4/Hasty
Hp: 11/22 Pp: 22 Att: 10 Def: 10 Spd: 8 Sp Att: 11 Sp def: 12
Moves: Lick, Muddy Water
Capture roll: 12


Though it was always questionable if a pokemon that had such a huge tongue had any teeth, and as Nightingale rooted around in his mouth for some ...he would move away from cat's attack. His movements were slow and sloppy, but it would seem that it was enough to get him out of the way of the attack ...as he enjoyed the flavor of his little snack.

The risk of him swallowing the Happiny was becoming greater ...at every moment as he continues to dance about ...in what seemed to almost be a drunk state.

Though it was simply him enjoying the first good meal he had had in days that didn't make him feel even sicker.

(3 attack post until he swallows)