---OOC---
Well, it took me much longer than it should've, me being the professional lazy ******* that I am, but here it is. Note; you only have about 30 seconds between this post and the next (in game) so don't try anything heroic, you don't have time for it.
---IC---
For one reason or another, you've all found yourselves on the first floor of the Jubilife City pokemon centre. Perhaps you're a new trainer coming up from Sandgem or possibly a veteran passing through to Canalave or Sunnyshore? Maybe you're just visiting, passing through or perhaps you actually live here and have simply come in here to get out of the rain, it makes no difference. At the moment, there's nothing very special about you; you're simply another face in the crowd. Besides your family and friends, if it wasn't reported, nobody would notice if you went missing...
The night outside is cold and blustery; Autumn is slowly being pushed aside by winter and the winds outside can be heard blowing strongly. The light patter of rain outside, accompanied by the occasional rumble of thunder implies an approaching storm. Lights in windows are starting to go out, people close their curtains to keep the heat in. You're greatful to be inside the pokemon centre with its central heating. Hopefully tommorow will have cleared up, but tonight, its best to keep indoors. The pokemon centre is quiet aside from the noises coming from outside. Sterile, as a pokemon centre should be. You and a handful of others are the only ones here. There isn't even a nurse attending the reception; they're all in the operation room, as tonight is busy and the centre is short on staff, as there's no gym in Jubilife.
Something's been going on lately, there's been an influx of strange people, the locals have probably mentioned it to you once or twice. Whilst many have voiced complaints about the increasing number of 'weirdos' there doesn't seem to be any connection between them. They don't wear uniforms or carry similar insignias on their clothes, but there's something about them that seems similar. Something about the way they hold themselves, their voices, their expressions, it nudges something in your mind. Like something isn't right. Every so often, out of the corner of your eye, you catch a small group of them travelling, talking. Jubilife is a crossroad; the only road to Canalave, Sunnyshore and Sandgem (and by extension, Twinleaf) runs through here. Its expected lots of travellers would come through here. Many of the locals are, in fact, happy for the extra trade, especially in the weeks leading up to winter, though many are unsure of this sudden 'boon'. Lilicove and Goldenrod still burn at the back of the minds of many. They don't wear uniforms or carry insignias; they're too smart for that...
--- 10 minutes later ---
Rain continues to pour outside. Aside from its quiet chorus and the slight buzz of the lights, the pokemon centre is silent. Nothing has changed for the past hour and nothing looks like its going to change. For the locals, the fact the reception isn't being manned isn't strange. The centre is always understaffed at this time and doesn't get much funding as it doesn't have a large turn over of patients. In fact, it's used more as a low cost hotel for trainers stopping by from Sandgem/Sunnyshore/Canalave. However, whether you intend to stay at the centre for the night or whether you intend to run to shelter as soon as you're finished up won't make a difference after this.
Lightning flashes outside, followed by the rumble of thunder half a second later. More thunder rumbles yet there seems to be no lightning that it's answering to. This happens a few times, becoming apparent that this is most definitely not thunder. The quicker people in the centre start to make the connection between the rumbling and foot-
And then the Rhyperior crashes through the wall.
You have no idea where the Rhyperior came from; the only thing you can think of is that it was released by a trainer (Rhyperior aren't found in the wild). There's also something about it that looks... Wrong. Well, you don't really have long to think about this before the Rhyperior realizes there are people here and starts to attack.
Well, it took me much longer than it should've, me being the professional lazy ******* that I am, but here it is. Note; you only have about 30 seconds between this post and the next (in game) so don't try anything heroic, you don't have time for it.
---IC---
For one reason or another, you've all found yourselves on the first floor of the Jubilife City pokemon centre. Perhaps you're a new trainer coming up from Sandgem or possibly a veteran passing through to Canalave or Sunnyshore? Maybe you're just visiting, passing through or perhaps you actually live here and have simply come in here to get out of the rain, it makes no difference. At the moment, there's nothing very special about you; you're simply another face in the crowd. Besides your family and friends, if it wasn't reported, nobody would notice if you went missing...
The night outside is cold and blustery; Autumn is slowly being pushed aside by winter and the winds outside can be heard blowing strongly. The light patter of rain outside, accompanied by the occasional rumble of thunder implies an approaching storm. Lights in windows are starting to go out, people close their curtains to keep the heat in. You're greatful to be inside the pokemon centre with its central heating. Hopefully tommorow will have cleared up, but tonight, its best to keep indoors. The pokemon centre is quiet aside from the noises coming from outside. Sterile, as a pokemon centre should be. You and a handful of others are the only ones here. There isn't even a nurse attending the reception; they're all in the operation room, as tonight is busy and the centre is short on staff, as there's no gym in Jubilife.
Something's been going on lately, there's been an influx of strange people, the locals have probably mentioned it to you once or twice. Whilst many have voiced complaints about the increasing number of 'weirdos' there doesn't seem to be any connection between them. They don't wear uniforms or carry similar insignias on their clothes, but there's something about them that seems similar. Something about the way they hold themselves, their voices, their expressions, it nudges something in your mind. Like something isn't right. Every so often, out of the corner of your eye, you catch a small group of them travelling, talking. Jubilife is a crossroad; the only road to Canalave, Sunnyshore and Sandgem (and by extension, Twinleaf) runs through here. Its expected lots of travellers would come through here. Many of the locals are, in fact, happy for the extra trade, especially in the weeks leading up to winter, though many are unsure of this sudden 'boon'. Lilicove and Goldenrod still burn at the back of the minds of many. They don't wear uniforms or carry insignias; they're too smart for that...
--- 10 minutes later ---
Rain continues to pour outside. Aside from its quiet chorus and the slight buzz of the lights, the pokemon centre is silent. Nothing has changed for the past hour and nothing looks like its going to change. For the locals, the fact the reception isn't being manned isn't strange. The centre is always understaffed at this time and doesn't get much funding as it doesn't have a large turn over of patients. In fact, it's used more as a low cost hotel for trainers stopping by from Sandgem/Sunnyshore/Canalave. However, whether you intend to stay at the centre for the night or whether you intend to run to shelter as soon as you're finished up won't make a difference after this.
Lightning flashes outside, followed by the rumble of thunder half a second later. More thunder rumbles yet there seems to be no lightning that it's answering to. This happens a few times, becoming apparent that this is most definitely not thunder. The quicker people in the centre start to make the connection between the rumbling and foot-
And then the Rhyperior crashes through the wall.
You have no idea where the Rhyperior came from; the only thing you can think of is that it was released by a trainer (Rhyperior aren't found in the wild). There's also something about it that looks... Wrong. Well, you don't really have long to think about this before the Rhyperior realizes there are people here and starts to attack.
