Taking the Long Way [Complete]

[Mituna Captor]

Due to unknown reasons, the trainer had decided to go to Saffron City. For the more bizarre part, he had decided to go from Vermillion to Cycling Road to Fuchsia City and then now where he's on Route 8. One might assume he hadn't planned well in advance and was just wandering and they'd probably be right. He should have stuck with Kurloz, but he had decided against that and paid the price of eternal loneliness and having no sense of direction.

Oops, did the narrative say that? Let's correct that; He paid the price of taking a ridiculously long route with no rhyme or reason and a lack of a companion. Yeah, that worked just perfectly.

Except he had his good buddy, Nemo! Yeah, he kicked ass but he'd need more than just him if he had any plans on beating at least the first gym leader. He had the knowledge, but he lacked the ability to actually progress it seemed. He stared at the pokeball he was cradling in his gloved hand as he walked slowly across the route, as if he was debating something. After a few moments, he shrugged and kept the munna inside, stuffing the pokeball in his bag near the top. He'd need quick access to it in the case he decided he'd venture into tall grass. In fact, that wasn't such a bad idea. He could actually attempt to get a wild pokemon and hopefully it wouldn't take too long to spot one. Though did it work like in the games? Could he just run around in the grass and then poof- get hit with a monster?

....Well, it was worth a try. With a hopeful grin, he did exactly that and ended up making himself look like a complete fool. Not that he didn't look that way already. The loud incomprehensible noises he was shrieking while he was doing it probably didn't help it either. Thank god he didn't do this in a civilized and well-populated area. Just phew!

[Wild Pokemon]

Mituna wasn’t the only creature on Route 8 shrieking. As soon as Mituna tumbled into the grass, a wild Sentret caught sight of him. And well, when Sentret find danger, they sound the alarm!

He’d been having a truly, truly, shitty day. Sentrets, with their nervous disposition, always slept in pairs. One to sleep, one to keep watch for any possible danger. But of course, this Sentret had only ended up with the most gigantic asshole in the whole fucking pack. All night he kept watch while this fucker slept, and when it was finally time to switch turns, she fucking bailed on him! He hoped the bitch fucking died.

As a result, Sentret hadn’t got any sleep. At all. With this came a certain level of crankiness, although this particular Sentret was something of a moody type to begin with. Hey, it wasn’t his fault his pack was full of selfish fuckwits. You’d be moody, too.



So when some troll came wandering into the grass, terrifying the shit out of him, Sentret was fucking annoyed. He would normally be running away right now but he was really tired, and more than a little fed up. So he settled for glaring at the young trainer while balancing on his tail, trying his very best to send out a “you can fuck right off” vibe while the rest of his pack scarpered.

A Wild Sentret has appeared. It's not attacking just yet, but it sure doesn't look happy! What will you do?

[Mituna Captor]

Hearing the other shriek, he was silenced temporarily and spun his head around. It took him a while, but he eventually found the source of the other he had invaded the space of. He took a second or five to ponder over the pokemon and his possible line of choices. Well, this guy seemed to be alone- first good thing. Second good thing- if he remembered correctly, he'd at least be damaged normally by a munna. Third good thing- he was not too bad of a pokemon in his opinion. Then again, his opinion wasn't always the brightest and logical despite his VAST GAMING KNOWLEDGE due to his pretty banged up head but still- he was at least considering his options rather than idiotically pouncing on the creature.

Oh, what the heck. What did he have to lose? The next town with a pokemon center wasn't too far from here, it'd be fine. He was pretty sure he had stocked up on some items before starting his adventure too, so he felt like his odds were good enough. With a smirk, the troll whipped out his pokeball quickly and slightly dramatically before tossing it upward, shouting in a shaky voice, "NEMO, GET TJE FUCK OUTTHA YOUR BALL!"

Right on cue, a red beam shot out and what seemed to materialize in the air was a bright pink, floral pokemon who definitely looked content and ready. Hospitality would be thrown out the window what with the command being spat out, "Reathdeeeee? Use Psszzzzwave!"

Not soon after, Nemo had shot out circles of various shades or pink and purple out at the sentret, high pitched noises to match right as they released the energy.

[Wild Pokemon]

Sentret narrowed his eyes when the Munna appeared. Oh God, what a ridiculous looking Pokemon. He’d never seen a Munna before and frankly he could have quite happily gone without seeing it. Floral patterns, what the fuck. He hoped it didn’t try to befriend him, because he was going to scratch it right in the face.

All plans for it trying to befriend him went out of the window, though, when Mituna called out his attack. Brilliant. Just what he fucking needed right now. A fucking battle. He was tired, damn it! But it looked like he didn’t have a lot of choice here. When he saw the psychic waves heading straight for him, Sentret quickly used Defense Curl to curl up into a ball. He still took some damage, fucking unavoidable, but at least his head was safe! That stopped him getting some kind of fucking horrible psychic headache.



He guessed he’d better retaliate, maybe scare the fuckers away. Curled up, he was mostly hidden by the tall grass, so maybe he could use that to his advantage. He crouched, then, using his tail as a spring, leapt at the Munna with all his might, using Quick Attack. This much speed would be tricky to dodge! That’d show the fucker.

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[Mituna Captor]

It seemed as if at the last moment the foe disappeared. Or at least they were hiding in the tall grass. Curse that darn height! His eyes scanned the grass poorly, trying to make out where it went. Hopefully it didn't run away. Now, that would've been just plain unfair- to him at least.

However, the next thing he saw was Nemo get hit by the other and of course taking damage. Normally he would've been disappointed by this, but he grinned instead. Now he had the information that this sentret would stay like a noble warrior. A warrior trying to shoo them away, but nevertheless, still a warrior.

Thankfully he had leveled up his munna or else he wouldn't have been able to do this nifty trick. In the quietest voice he could (though frankly, it was probably just the same volume as a normal trainer speaking), he suggested: "Hey, hey buddy. Yaaawn!"

Nemo nodded and soon they let loose a big yawn and a bit of indigo smoke in an attempt to lull the other into falling asleep.

[Wild Pokemon]

Ha, fucking yes. His attack had hit! his little shit was going to be a piece of cake to to take down, a few more attacks ought to do it...

And then came the yawn. What was the fucker doing, they were supposed to be fighting! What, was Sentret boring him??? This was no time to be sleeping. Absolutely unacceptable. If anyone should be napping right now, it should be him. He was the one who hadn't slept in forever, after all.

Shit, just thinking about that was making him tired as fuck. No. He couldn't succumb to that yet. He had to fight on! Shaking himself awake (for now), he aimed a scratch right in the Munna's face.

[Mituna Captor]

Man, this fucker was persistent and tough. Admirable trait- if he was under his command. Frowning when the yawn didn't quite work, he tried to think of what to do next. This guy should at least be a little tired by that yawn alone- maybe trying it again might do the trick?

Seeing the sentret rear up for another attack, he shouted:
"DODGE THITHSSss!!"
Though it did not seem like Nemo had to be told that! He could plainly see that his opponent was much more sluggish than before and was easily able to swiftly float out of the way. Gaining some confidence, the munna began acting out on its own rather than listening and accepting his owner's commands. He attempted to stay relatively closer this time and let out yet another yawn aimed more directly this time.

[Wild Pokemon]

Shitshitshiiiit, his attack had only gone and fucking missed! God, Sentret's aim was terrible. Well, that and he actually was pretty tired, as much as he was trying to ignore it. Fighting of his ever-growing sense of drowsiness was pretty much impossible.

The Munna yawning again really didn't help. Maybe he could just... grab a little micro-sleep. Like, a minute, honestly, nothing more! He was sure somebody else from his pack would come to his defense if he really needed it?

He closed his eyes for a moment, and as soon as he did, Sentret was out cold. A member of his pack let out a shrill cry to warn him of the danger, but it was of no help, Sentret was sleeping like a fucking log.

[Mituna Captor]

Hook. Line. And Sinker.
Or however the fuck that line was supposed to go. How'd he know? Nevertheless, this thing was going to be easy. At least now. Logically, he could just throw a pokeball now and catch the guy. He knew that technically the pokemon needed to be weakened- but honestly how in the world was a guy going to escape a pokeball in his sleep?

He held up a finger and awkwardly signaled Nemo to stop as well as be quiet. This performance involved lots and lots of hand motions going in every single direction and his twitching before Nemo even took any notice and figured out what it all meant. Passively, the munna nodded and went to the side of his trainer.

Scrambling to get a red, shiny spherical cage of practical slavery, Mituna grinned widely as he fished it out and held it skyward DRAMATICALLY in the sunlight for a few seconds before tossing it out at the sleeping sentret.

[Wild Pokemon]

Were Sentret awake, he'd be kicking and screaming right now. There was no way he'd let himself get caught by this fucking twerp of a trainer.

But, well. He was asleep. There wasn't a lot he could do.

It had been so long since Sentret had slept properly. And when he went into the ball, it felt a little like being in an extra-cozy patch of grass. Lovely. The Pokeball rolled only a tiny amount before calming down, as Sentret settled into a nice, loooooong sleep.

♪ Victory Fanfare



First Pokémon caught!

Male Sentret, Level 7
Adamant nature

This Sentret is grouchy as they come, particularly if he's tired or hungry! Does not get along well with others. He's unusually brave for his species though, and will prove a valuable ally in battle.