(POV: Tom Cedar)
Son of a gun, I thought I had that thing in the bag! Oh well, I supposed I should just be grateful that my Pokemon got experience fighting such a strong--
Half of my team is unconscious?! Damn! Snorlax and Bagon really needed to train, but I guess so did Slakoth and Joltik. And Pidgey--
Well...I'm proud of you, bird.
Yep. That's a compliment. Come on up onto my shoulder; you're getting a victory march back to the Pokemon Center. It looks like everything has calmed down now...everybody else, return--
Say, why is that Clefable hanging around that rock by the riverbank? It's almost as if--
IT'S A TRAINED POKEMON! SON OF A BITCH! I SWEAR, IF IT'S THAT BLONDE GUY, I'LL--
He's a red-head, and in tight black clothes? Kind of reminds me of-- oh no...I think we are dealing with a team--
Joltik? Are you still in the Silph Scope? Come on out of there, little guy. I don't think we're gonna need to keep this thing on anymore for the time being. Take a rest.
The rest of the crew seems to be heading back to the Pokemon Center. We better follow suit and heal up.
So, if Tyre is going to be a Fighting-type trainer, it's probably best that Pidgey survived the battle in the house. Hell, shouldn't he be evolving soon? I heard that Pidgey evolve fairly quickly, but he seems to be--
Uh...hello? Oh, hey Jess, what's--?
The...the doll in the bedroom? The doll...of Tyre?! That was some kind of voodoo doll?! That explains a lot! How else could--
FUCK! WE FORGOT IT IN THE HOUSE--!
Not now, Reaver--
The doll! You have it! But how--?
Kevin? What are you doing up in the tree--fuck it. Bring the doll to Tyre. I'm going to bed and getting my massive wounds tended to, if that's all the same to you.
Nurse Joy! Order up! Three quick-heals, three revivals, and a cot please. I've been awake since dawn and the screams of the Whismur just finally stopped ringing in my ears.
Hey Jess, hey Kevin. You bring the doll back to Tyre yet--?
I suppose it would be good to fill in Professor Cherry and Arturo. Give them a call while I get some rest--
Is there a riot going on outside? People are screaming and I thought I just saw a sign fly by the--
Nope. Not going outside. Y'all can handle this one. I'm still bleeding.
Oh, you're back. Anything interesting?
A cactus? What is a cactus doing here in--?
And how the hell did Arturo show up so quickly? I thought he said he was in the desert--
Oh, god damn it, Arturo. Did you accidentally teleport that thing here--?
Guys...guys, please stop shouting for a minute. I know there's a lot of shit going on, but rest is a thing that I--
Kevin's not trying to play the hero, Arturo, so don't start comparing him to Red and yourself to Gary Oak--
Yes, Jess is young, but that doesn't mean--
Hey, I'm not old. Go fuck yourself--
Jess, now is not the time to discuss the Jolteon we talked about--what kind do I want? I dunno, the cheapest! I really can't focus on something like that right now. We're trying to figure out who this guy is in Kevin's photo who owns the Clefable--
Kevin...this isn't the guy who owns the Clefable. This is that blonde guy from Isis. The guy who owns the Clefable has red hair. What, was the blonde by the river, too?
Uh, yeah, I was looking through the Silph Scope when I saw him, why do you--?
Oh dear god, they can alter their appearance to all look like one person, can't they?
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I'm actually with Arturo on this one. We are so out of our element here; a teenager, a weirdo in a wheelchair, and old man--
FUCK YOU! I AM THIRTY-SEVEN YEARS OLD! THAT IS NOT OLD!
...it's from stress. Shut up.
So, Arturo, you have your Devon contacts searching for the missing gym leaders? Excellent. You should definitely try to spread the info we're finding to the other leaders and the champion for this region--
Wait...does this region even have a champion? Wasn't the whole point of the World Tournament to inaugurate Cythos as an offical Pokemon League region? Would they even have a champion of the Elite Four at this point?
An interim champion? Well, we should try to contact him...or her...and figure out what the hell we should do.
And on top of that, you might want to figure out what the hell is up with that little red-eyed fella you have on a leash there, Arturo. He's acting all kinds of funny and it's starting to unnerve me.
Yeah, maybe Kevin's Meditite can help, or maybe Nurse Joy's Blissey or your Lucario, Arturo.
So, there's nothing wrong with it, per se, but it really wants to go...that way? For what? And why? Could that be where the gym leaders are?
Kevin's right. We need to get stronger and keep moving forward. If we can't contact the gym leaders via phone, we'll need to reach them physically. They might be in as much danger as we've been--
Good thinking, Arturo. Using Devon's resources to help Kevin reestablish contact with the other gym leaders is--yeah, I have Prodiga's phone number, chill out. Why don't you? Here, I'll give you her phone number--
Devon resources...contact gym leaders...phone number...
ARTURO. GET ME IN TOUCH WITH YOUR FATHER--
I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR WHAT SEEMS LIKE FOREVER TO GET IN TOUCH WITH YOU. I NEED TO SPEAK TO YOUR FATHER. CALL HIM. PLEASE CALL HIM.
Thank you.
Mr. Stone! Hello there. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Tom Cedar. I'm a...I'm a Pokemon trainer from Cerulean City and I've been traveling with your son. We've saved each other from pretty sticky situations along the road, but I'd like to discuss some business with you.
You see, I've developed a formula for an aerosol product that can be marketed to beginner trainers as a wild Pokemon capturing aid...but can also potentially be weaponized--
Arturo, please, don't interrupt. The "old men" are talking.
We're facing a threat in Cythos that has the power to conceal their identities and cause massive destruction by manipulating hordes of wild and trained Pokemon. This chemical composition acts as a pheromonal beacon to immediately draw the attention of any Pokemon in the nearby area. It heightens aggression in Pokemon for a short time, which is focused on any physical object or being it is sprayed on, but it almost acts like a depressant to Pokemon--
Arturo, please.
Anyway, there've been some successful field tests to prove the validity of the hypothesis that Pokemon can be lured and tranquilized using a bottled formula...we just need to modify the formula so that it doesn't cause massive withdrawal symptoms to appear in Pokemon and beginner trainers can use it to entice wild Pokemon out into the open in order to be captured. I'm calling it PokeLure for now, and what I need from Devon is bottling supply. I have the gym leader of Chloris not only supporting this project in spirit, but in supplying composition resources as well.
Furthermore, because the original formula caused hyper-aggression in wild Pokemon and trained Pokemon, by maintaining the original formula, you can potentially synthesize the product as a rage-inducing chemical weapon and use it to help combat this threat in Cythos...and save your son, Steven.
I'm glad to hear that I've piqued your interest. Here's my PC box info and my phone number. Contact me with any questions you may have. If you send me the information for your PC box, I can send you the beta-prototypes I have currently brewing in Chloris. Thank you for your time, President Stone. Take care.
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Oh, don't look at me like that--
Hey, I am not trying to hustle your dad, Arturo! Not everyone has a bottomless daddy-bank to fund anything we'd like; some of us need to work for a living and that' what I'm trying to do. Oh! And I noticed you came from the desert, meaning you needed a bike to get there. Now, I worked in the bike shop down in Cerulean and I know how expensive they are, so tell me...if you couldn't get a voucher from Tyre, how'd you manage to acquire a brand new, shiny bicycle like that one? Daddy's credit card--?
Kick my ass? Just because you don't want any of your father's billions of dollars going anywhere else besides your own pocket?! I'll tell you what...we'll fight. I'll agree to that. If you win, I will send over everything I have on PokeLure to the Devon Corporation and I won't ask for as much as a dime. If I win, you stay out of my business dealings with your father. If you want to throw down, let's do it...but we're gonna fight the way civilized, mature people fight...
...with Pokemon.
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