Another Cockfighting Society Tabletop story...er...more stories! This is the story of our first session with the "epilogue campaign" (aka Post-Mewtwo).
So, I started playing a Petrologist (fossil nut, for those system-unfamiliar) named Roxie. I walk up to the trainer school to look for the library, and encounter Antonio (played by our friend KT), a "Black Belt". Antonio is in the preschool class, but he's easily in his early 20s, as his dad never taught him about Cockfighting Society (his dad is the promoted version of Lt. Surge). Antonio ends up showing me over to the library, where he finds a book called "One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Gray Fish" by Dr. Goose. (this is important a bit later) He isn't able to finish the book, so the librarian lets him take it with him before his scavenger hunt. I follow because I get the feeling that he's going to hurt himself from his exuberance.
The scavenger hunt involves finding a list of things, which include getting his Pokédex (which required a permission slip), finding leftovers, getting a signature from the gym leader (Roxanne still, which is why I referred to my character as Roxie), getting a contest ribbon, and finding an Oran Berry. Antonio runs out the door with his list, but misses getting his permission slip because he left too quickly. The prize for getting everything done first is a Premier Ball covered in stickers.
He starts off by looking for berries. He pulls down a berry from a tree, but it's the wrong kind of berry (Rawst instead of Oran). He bites into the berry. "Leftovers" he says. He finds an Oran Berry from another tree, then zooms off to get a signature from Roxanne. He doesn't have a pen, so he ends up having her sign his list in crayon.
He then ends up speaking to Rachelle, who is a contest competitor, and ends up being allowed to borrow her ribbon if he acts as her bodyguard for an unspecified amount of time. I shrug, (my character's low-Charisma, so she's not so good with the social cues) and he agrees to act as a bodyguard, and requests that she teach him about battling and contests.
We then get to the tough part, the Pokédex. I end up attempting stalling by leaving my research credentials at Devon Corporation for a while as Antonio runs back and gets the permission slip (my character had just finished her Bachelor's of Archaeology at Sootopolis University). He gets the permission slip, attempts to hand it off to me, then runs while holding on to me over to Devon Corporation (since he felt it was faster that way). We make it back and...he finished first, so he transferred his starter over to the new ball with stickers on it. He then expressed to his teacher that he wanted to see the world. Since his dad would be furious if he was out of school for it, his teacher and I worked out a home study course for him so we could see the world and he could still learn about things.
To teach him how to battle, we later had a restrained battle with our early teams (Rachelle officiated). My team consisted of a Joltik (Jewel), a Natu (Paula) and an Aron (Tal, what I'm claiming as the starterest of starters). His team consisted of a Smoochum (Coach, his starter), a Tepig (Oolong) and a Mareep (who I forget the name of). The battle went on and...Antonio won. We had some close calls on the KO front, though.
The next morning, we ended up trying to catch Cockfighting Society north of town. Antonio made a catch of a Magikarp...with his bare hands. He named the Magikarp "Red Fish". He declared that it was his solemn duty to find Gray Fish for Red Fish to meet. (Out of character, KT declared that she's never evolving that Magikarp.)
Meanwhile, I was beset by a Swablu. This Swablu ended up being a bit of a neat freak, as he was brushing me off with his wings. I thought "I could use your tidiness to help with cleaning off fossils. I should catch you." After two failed Pokéballs, I was down to my last one. I smeared some mud on the inside of the ball and left it open. The Swablu began to clean, and I closed the ball on its wing, rolled for capture, and succeeded. I named him Keneth.
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