Day 2 Part 2


“Where in the world am I now?” pondered Kimmo-o as he wandered the streets of the city. He paused as Arcanine ran past him, having too much fun running around the endless stretch of road in his giant body to even notice him. Looking up in the sky, he saw a just as enormous Charizard circling above overhead. He had been doing that for a while now, scanning the ground, but whether he spotted anyone to swoop down on had yet to be determined. He just remained up there like an ill omen for anyone who saw him. “An empty town is creepy. I keep expecting zombies to suddenly appear out of nowhere, hungry for brains. Heh, not that I’d be scared. I’m an invincible dragon, after all.” He laughed heartily as he said this, but his laughter quickly turned to a shriek of fright as he felt a hand on his shoulder. “Eek! Zombie!”

“Shh!” hushed Dragonite, not wanting him to create unwanted attention to any other Pokemon who might have been nearby. “Don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you.”

“I know that,” he remarked. “You just startled me, is all. What is it you want? Are you here to try and eat me?”

“No,” she answered. “I’m sure you’ve noticed by now that some of the contestants have become giants.”

“Have they now?” he replied with sarcasm in his voice. “And here I thought that the rest of us had just shrunk.”

“This is a very serious matter,” Dragonite told him, not appreciating his attitude, but tolerating it.

“You think I don’t know that?” he stated. “I was one of the big ones and now my size doesn’t mean squat to them. Once those giants stop messing around it’s likely they’ll start to tear this city apart to vore every last one of us little guys.”

“Fortunately for us,” explained Dragonite, they aren’t so overpowered that they’ll be able to do that. I managed to awaken earlier than those around me and managed to find out a bit about this gigantism from some containers that fell for two of the members of another group my group was with. It turns out that the growth only happened for Rock and Fire Types. As for how long it’ll last, that is just till they either vore another Pokemon or eight hours pass. After that, they’ll return to normal size.”

“So, they are all likely biding their time to use this advantage to its fullest,” figured Kimmo-o. “It’d be a waste to just vore a Pokemon and lose their size advantage.”

“And if they eat a normally larger Pokemon,” added Dragonite. “I can only imagine how tough it’ll be to move afterwards. They could end up getting eliminated right after by another giant Pokemon or one even one of the regular-sized Pokemon at that point.”

“That’s all very fascinating, but it doesn’t change the fact that we’re not safe from them,” pointed out Kimmo-o. “We’re merely just waiting till they finally decide to act and in a few more hours they’ll all likely strike at once. It’ll be complete chaos.”

“That’s why I’m out here,” Dragonite explained. “From day one I’ve been attempting to rally the others to protest this competition. We shouldn’t be pawns in some game to eat one another. If we can band together, I figured we could prevent as many of us from getting eaten. That’s what I believed, but with this recent development it seems even superior numbers won’t be enough. But on the other hand, it does give us all a reason to call a truce, at least for the time being.”

“Agree not to vore one another and wait out the giant Pokemon, you mean,” he assumed.

“If my guess that they became giants at around six in the morning is correct, then we merely have to hold out until two for them to return to normal.”

“If you are even right about this, do you know how much time has passed?” he asked. “My sense of time has been out the window entirely.”

“I don’t have the faintest idea either,” she admitted. “But I am certain that my plan will keep us safe no matter how long it takes till they shrink.”

“And what is your idea?”

“Simply put, if all of us band together then even against a giant Pokemon we can defend ourselves,” she told him. “Which is why I am out here searching.”

“I agree that together we might be able to stand up to one, maybe even two giant Pokemon, but that is assuming we can get enough support and what if all the giant Pokemon come at us at once? They wouldn’t waste the perfect opportunity to gobble us all down while we are all in one spot.”

“And when they’d do that, they’d shrink back to normal,” added Dragonite with smile. “Then the remaining giants would eat them.”

“So, you think that we can force them into a ceasefire through this?” he considered. “They won’t be able to act without making themselves vulnerable. It’s actually pretty ingenious.”

“But it’ll only work if we have enough Pokemon gathered to do it,” she continued. “So, will you help us?”

“It is tempting, but I’m not much of a team player and the second the giants return to normal we’d have practically every Pokemon gathered together and the truce would be off,” he commented. “Your attempt to save us will end up causing everyone to start trying to eat one another. I mean, how many Pokemon do you think are going to go along with you just to get the chance to vore as many of the Pokemon there once they are able to?”

“I want to believe they’ll all realize that we can all make it out of here alive,” she cried. “That we don’t have to play this sick game. And that’s why I’m begging you… begging everyone to please cooperate, if not for me then for yourselves.” Dropping to her knees, Dragonite bowed her head to Kimmo-o. “I’m begging you. Please, you must.”

Remaining silent to think this through, he sighed and nodded. “Very well,” he agreed. “If you want my help, then I’ll go along with it. However, you best accept the fact that even if we can delay it, inevitably all but one of us might get eaten. I’d rather be the one alive at the end compared to everyone else, wouldn’t you?”

“Yes,” she admitted. “But I’m determined to not let the outcome happen.”

“We’ll see,” silently commented Kimmo-o as he followed behind Dragonite. He held back his saliva as he pondered just how he could take advantage of this.

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“Eat me!” shouted Mudkip from the center of a street as loud as he could. “Come on! Someone eat me! I’m plump and delicious! Small and easy to just gulp down!” He paused to look around and saw that nobody was coming over despite him offering himself on a silver platter. “What do I have to do? Slather gravy all over myself? Someone vore me already!”

“I can’t tell if he is completely nuts or brilliant,” commented Decidueye as he spied on the Mudkip along with Steenee. “Either he really wants to get vored or he figures nobody would go near him suspecting it has to be a trap. But either way, I can’t imagine him surviving for as long as he has just by doing this. He must be stupid lucky or something.”

“But it’s not a trap, right?” Steenee asked looking eager to gobble up the Water Type.

“From what I can tell,” answered Decidueye. “He just wants to be eaten. No sign of an ambush and he’s completely exposed. If he doesn’t start running off then I’d say whoever gets to him first can eat him.”

“Then he’s mine!” declared Steenee. “Cause in this world it’s eat or be eaten!”

“You really scare me when you get like that,” commented Decidueye as he watched her run towards Mudkip with a ravenous look on her face.

“I’m gonna eat ya!” she shouted at Mudkip.

“Finally!” cheered Mudkip looking jubilant. He ran towards the voracious Pokemon like the two were old friends running to greet each other after being apart for so long. “Eat me!”

“I’d love to,” she answered, drool overflowing her maw.

They were close, so very close and so very eager. They didn’t even notice the ground began to shake as Arcanine raced towards them at full speed. He howled with delight, not noticing them. “Running is fun!” he cheered, practically overtop of them. Then as his front foot came forward, it hit Steenee and sent her flying before she could so much as touch Mudkip. He then kept running, still completely oblivious.

Mudkip just stood there in utter disbelief. His mouth was agape and for a while it looked like he was going to cry, but sadness turned into anger before that could happen. “Ugh! Come on!” he shouted and dragged his feet as he walked away in disappointment.

“Yup,” decided Decidueye. “He’s stupid lucky.”

“Oh,” gasped Mudkip seeing Decidueye and ran over to him. “Hey! You hungry? You can eat me!”

“No thanks,” he replied. “I get the feeling that even if you don’t wanna be, you’re jinxed. So, I’ll pass on that.”

“Why doesn’t anyone wanna eat me?!?” he complained. “I’m tender and flavorful. Uh, probably nutritious and made with no artificial ingredients.”

“Find someone else to doom,” Decidueye told him as he turned to walk away.

“Well, till someone else comes around I’ll stick with you,” Mudkip replied climbing onto Decidueye’s back. “In case you get hungry and change your mind.”

Sighing, Decidueye shook his head. “Why do I keep getting paired up with such troublesome Pokemon?”

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“Why am I doing this again?” asked Charizard as he flew around the city.

“Cause we’re on reconnaissance,” answered Typhlosion as he rode on his back. He was just as giant as Charizard was, but remained hidden from view from anyone on the ground below.

“No, I mean, why am I working with you two?” he added. “I don’t recall ever asking you two to team up and help me.”

“But we did save you from being eaten,” Seismitoad pointed out. “At the very least you owe us something.”

“Shouldn’t you be helping someone cause it’s the right thing to do?” questioned Charizard as he moved on to circle around another section of the city, moving towards where the giant Incineroar was out and about.

“Under normal circumstances, maybe,” grinned Typhlosion. “But we’re in the midst of a competition so I’m calling on that favor.”

“Fine,” he grumbled and snorted out smoke. “And you’re using it to have me fly us around like this to eye all the others, but not do anything why exactly?”

“Because we’re keeping track of everyone we can and waiting for the right moment to make our move,” Seismitoad explained.

“And by ‘we’ he means us,” Typhlosion specified, pointing at himself and Charizard. “You’ll swoop down and we’ll snatch up as many of the Pokemon we can and vore them. The giantism might only last till we vore a Pokemon, but it we can do multiple at once then we can eliminate a large number that way.”

“Assuming I’m on board with this,” began Charizard.

“You owe us,” Seismitoad reminded him.

“How do you know that we won’t be vored up by another giant Pokemon or by the others when we turn back to normal? At that point we’d be completely helpless.”

“Which is why we’ll save voring for the last minutes when it’ll wear off on everyone. At that point we’d be safe from the giants and Seismitoad will protect us till we recover. Once we are done I can imagine there will be a lot fewer Pokemon left in this competition.”

“That actually sounds clever, and I understand why I’m keeping tabs on everyone down below, but why do I have to keep on lugging you around? You’re freaking heavy, ya know.”

“To keep me hidden, of course,” he answered. “The Pokemon down below probably are unaware of our team up. Looking around, we’ve confirmed that any group containing a giant Pokemon only has one while we have two. That’s a huge advantage in the event we get into a confrontation. Secretly having two is the perfect trump card.”

“I admit that is some sound thinking,” admitted Charizard. “Were you planning something like this since you first rescued me?”

“I was more hesitant to act on the first day,” he explained. “Same with Seismitoad, but I’d say the first day was more to get us situated. We might not have gotten into the mood of voring as fast as some of the others, but by now everyone should be making plans of their own.”

“I love running!” panted Arcanine as he ran past them down below.

“Uh, most anyway,” corrected Typhlosion. “I’m certain everyone is just waiting till the time limit on the giantism ends before they act. It might be an advantage to the few of us who have it, but it’s more like a means of ceasefire for everyone to regroup and plan their attack.”

“So, in a few more hours there’s going to be a huge battle?” worried Seismitoad.

“I think so,” he nodded. “And we will be the ones who will come out on top, right Charizard?”

“Like I have a choice,” he reminded him. “I’ll pay off my debt with this, but once the battle is over then so are we.”

“You best hope you don’t have to eat your words,” Typhlosion chuckled patting him on the head.

“You best hope I don’t eat you,” an irritated Charizard snapped at him.

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“Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!” groaned Luxray as he struggled with all his might to push the hugely round Lycanroc through a doorway that should have been far too narrow to fit him, but somehow managed. “Ok, I’ve done my exercise for the year.”

“Is that a fat joke?” asked Lycanroc, not looking amused.

“I somehow pushed your fat butt out of that first room, up two flights of stairs and into another room all by myself,” panted Luxray. “I’m entitled to something after all that.”

“Fine,” Lycanroc conceded. “But we still can’t remain here for long. If any other Pokemon see the hole in the wall it won’t take them long to find us.”

“Us?” questioned Luxray. “Maybe you, fatty, but I am still more than capable of getting away from here.”

“Y-You’re just joking, right?” worried Lycanroc. “I mean, you wouldn’t just abandon me to save your own skin. After all, I saved us from Smeargle so you owe me for that.”

“And I broke my back moving you,” he reminded him. “But if we’re going to be keeping track of who owes who then we’re never going to get anywhere and we could hardly be considered a team. The second it becomes inconvenient for us to help out the other, one of us is going to end up screwed. I don’t want it to be me and you don’t want that either.”

“Of course not,” agreed Lycanroc. “Then what do you propose?”

“A fresh start for both of us,” he continued. “We don’t owe one another a thing, but we promise one another that no matter what we’re in this for the long run.”

“Agreed,” nodded the stuffed rock dog. “And everything we get we share.”

“Let’s shake on it,” said Luxray and the two started to shake their bodies (or at least Lycanroc tried to, but his was more of a jiggle). As they finished, they saw a metal container float down and land atop Lycanroc’s belly. “Oh, what’s this?”

“Let me see,” groaned Lycanroc attempting to sit up, but he was far from able to yet. “Ugh! Need more time till my body adjusts, I guess.”

“Guess it’s up to me,” chuckled Luxray taking the container and opening it to reveal a set of six balls. The appeared to be Pokeballs, but they were done in the design of a Gulpin. “This is interesting. Are these Gulpin Balls or something?” Seeing a note in the container, he took it out to read. “Yes they are.”

“What’s it say?” asked Lycanroc before Luxray held it for him to read.


Dear Contestant

Congratulations on being selected as the the MPP for this round. Enclosed in this container is (6) Gulpin Balls. If you are unaware, they are Pokeballs, a device normally used by humans to capture Pokemon. These balls, however, have several distinct differences. First off, the Pokemon put into them will not become loyal to the one who catches them. Secondly, if they ball fails to catch the Pokemon it will shatter and you will lose it. Also, if a Pokemon is captured in it they will instantly be released upon one hour passing after their capture. You will also have a higher rate of success on Pokemon either willing or weakened to use the balls on. I wish you luck in making the most of this prize.

Wishing you the best of luck,
GM


“That’s pretty neat,” commented Lycanroc. “I got six Gulpin Balls.”

“Correction,” Luxray corrected him. “You’ve got three. Three of them are mine since we’re a team.”

“...Guess that’s fair,” he conceded knowing that he was in no position to argue this. “But I’m curious about what it says in the letter. It says ‘willing or weakened’ can make it easier to catch Pokemon.”

“What about it?” asked Luxray.

“Weakened makes sense since the Pokemon would be too tired to resist, but what’s the deal with willing?” he explained. “Why would anyone be willing to be trapped in one of these Pokeballs?”

“Maybe it means we can use them for more than on enemies,” Luxray suggested. “Maybe if we want to hold teammates in them for one reason or another.”

“Yeah,” agreed Lycanroc looking at the Gulpin Balls with great delight. “Then we can use these to move me somewhere safer much easier. We can use one to bring Kangaskhan with us too.”

“We can,” agreed Luxray. “And since it is your idea, we can use two of your Gulpin Balls to do it.”

“But I’ll only have one left,” he complained. “I don’t wanna use most of mine up like that.”

“If you want to keep them all, you are more than welcome to find another Pokemon to keep you safe,” mentioned Luxray with a smug look on his face.

“Fine, you win,” he sighed. “Just promise not to eat me.”

“Of course,” he answered and tossed a Gulpin Ball at Lycanroc. It opened and a beam of red light burst out, enveloping the rock dog Pokemon, making him vanish into the Pokeball that landed in Luxray’s paws. “But it might be very difficult to resist.” He licked his chops and gave the ball a little lick, but stopped after chucking a bit. “But I’ll behave for now.” Gathering up the rest of the balls, he went to find Kangaskhan and capture her as well.”

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Time for another vote. Vote for who you wish to be ELIMINATED next. Each person is allowed to vote up to three(3) times. They can choose to vote for the same Pokemon up to three times or divide their votes how they see fit. Below are the list of choices.

Amphoras(f)
Arcanine(m)
Charizard(m)
Decidueye(m)
Diggersby(m)
Dragonite(f)
Emboar(m)
Feraligatr(m)
Floatzel(f)
Froslass(f)
Goodra(m)
Incineroar(m)
Jolteon(f)
Kangaskhan(f)
Kimmo-o(m)
Lucario(m)
Luxray(m)
Lycanroc (Midnight)(m)
Mawile(f)
Mudkip(m)
Pangoro(m)
Raichu (Alolan)(m)
Raticate (Alolan)(m)
Seismitoad(m)
Slaking(m)
Steenee(f)
Typhlosion(m)
Zangoose(m)

VOTING CLOSED