Jonathan Bradshaw - Bellossom
Slateport City, Hoenn
Affected RPers: N/A

To put it lightly, things definitely didn't go according to plan.

I wasn't surprised with how the Trick Master used that third and final wish. Before, only less than a hundred people had to deal with that bastard's fabricated bullcrap. Now, everyone on the planet was dealing with it.

I managed to make my way to Slateport City, or at least I was pretty sure it was Slateport City. With the way the Trick Master hijacked the world now, you could fall down a hole and end up on the other side of the planet. But you'd be lucky if you were able to tell where exactly you ended up. Some random village in Johto could look like Toon Town now while even your own house could be made up of cotton balls. Apparently, having his basement world destroyed was enough for this psycho to declare war on Arceus and turn it all into a creation war.

And I was NOT on this guy's friend list. The Trick Master didn't want me dead. Oh no, he wanted me suffering. I had been a nail in his foot when it came to dismantling his dream worlds and I was sure he was trying to find me. He had me turned into a zombie before and then into a disgustingly fat Goodra before I managed to get under the radar again. But if he found me, I could swear it was going to get even worse.

I had picked up a few skills in the wake of his dream world falling apart. They were minor for now, but I was able to take on forms that I had been before. So on that note, I was able to go incognito as a Bellossom. The nice thing about this was there was no telling me apart from a normal Bellossom. Heck, I had even made friends with two normal Bellossom and they couldn't even tell I was using this form as a disguise. Their names were Jubilee and Lei, and I decided to go under the name of Wishflower. It would be suicide to use my real name, because I wasn't sure who was listening.

We had met up in Slateport City, which, under the Trick Master's influence, had become like a candyland gingerbread village. Everything was made up of candy, chocolate, or some sugary edible junk. The scary thing was I wasn't even sure if these kinds of changes were permanent now. Even if we blew the Trick Master's brains out, would this stuff go back to normal even if his guts were plastered on the wall? If it didn't, we were in deep crap, and I wasn't sure how any of the legendary Pokémon could deal with it. But for now, the three of us looked around, trying to grasp our bearings while being on the lookout for any people or Pokémon that needed help.

"This is all so strange," Jubilee told me, looking around. "All of this is the work of a single man?"

"I really don't know what would drive a human to do something ridiculous like this," I told her with a sigh, trying to act in character to keep the concealment. "My biggest hope is things go back to normal once someone finds him and stops him."

"I've grown to really hate this," Lei muttered in disdain. "Nothing makes sense now, and both human and Pokémon settlements have been totally warped in frustrating ways. Not to mention I've seen terrible things happen to both humans and Pokémon. There's so much shock, confusion, and everyone looks so lost..."

Again, even that was putting it mildly. All I had to do was look around and see homes, stores, and office buildings now made of sugary candy. The cobbled stone path we were on was now made of chocolate bricks while the sand on the shore was now made of cookie crumbles. And it was starting to snow tiny clumps of cotton candy. Last time I checked, it was supposed to still be summer, but still, snow in summer would have been extremely mild in comparison to all the other weirdness that was going on.

"Let's keep sticking together," Jubilee suggested, keeping her optimistic smile and wink. "Things may look a little bleak, but at least we've got each other."

"Exactly," I smiled. "Let's take a look around and see if anyone needs our help."

Either that, or find the Trick Master's deranged minions and blow them up into pieces. Around here, both of those were possible.