Stalkers RPG Main Action and Team Status [SEASON 5]

[Neo Emolga]

I am feeling extra risky, but for now, i have a hunch of a feeling in Kindred Park.

Search (26) Kindred Park

With the morning sun hung in the dusty, cloudy sky, you decide to head out and fly east, intending to see what lies within Kindred Park. As you fly over the Redstone Motel and the Exacta Railway Station, feeling the warm air surround you as the wind breezes through your colorful plumage, you get a better idea of what has been transpiring in Exacta City just from a literal bird’s eye view of the surrounding area.

As you beat your wings to ascend, the consideration comes to mind that the survivors here are just barely holding on, having to grow crops indoors in makeshift greenhouses while forced to work with only a small fraction of the city. At the same time, a question comes to you as well. Why hasn’t anyone from the outside investigated what transpired here? You believe there should be a reason for it, but the only moment, all you have are guesses.

When you arrive at the park itself, you easily notice that three years of no activity and maintenance has done a number on it. As you flap you wings and land between the trees in a small grassy patch, you see the overgrowth has gotten out of control. Grass has been allowed to grow unhindered and unchecked, but now patches of it are dead and browned. Weeds have also grown unrestrained and unmaintained, and they seem to like to tangle themselves in your talons as you walk around to investigate. Often you find yourself having to exert more force to lift your foot and uproot many of these pkesy, ensnaring weeds in the process.

From the looks of things, it definitely seems like no one has been here for quite some time. Park paths have been caked over with dust and dirt, the park benches have begun to splinter and have their paint peel, and some of the disturbances that happened when OMEN struck down are still exactly as they were left, just with a layer of dust and dirt from the passage of time and the seasons. You see a knocked-over trash bin still left on its side after all these months while a few personal belongings like bags and food containers were left behind.

Looking at it all, you can imagine the scene for a moment. OMEN, going off in the distance, and all the Pokémon here suddenly frantically running away in fear, not knowing what was going on or if they would even survive the next five minutes. Children, crying for their mothers, park goers, not sure what direction to run in, and screams in all directions. The remnants of the scene give you a clue as to what it might have all looked and sounded like, and you imagine it must have been like something monstrous ripped out of a nightmare.

While examining the discarded bags and personal belongings, you don’t find much of value remaining. Many of these items used to be food that spoiled many months ago or belongings that have become worthless as trash with the elements taking their toll on them. However, one pink purse in particular looks like it was never opened. You brace it down with your talon and pry it open with your beak to find there’s money inside, kept safe from the elements for these three long years. You take it with you, feeling you’re bound to find a use for it later.

$85 Sochas$ were added to Sacred’s Pack.

You carry your investigation away from the park gathering areas and head toward the lesser-known part of the park, keeping your wings tightly folded as the overgrowth is everywhere and the last thing you want is for all the unruly vegetation to snag and wrap itself all around you. You see a park storage and maintenance shed and decide to see if anything in there survived and might be useful to take with you.

You approach the door to the half-buried shed, but as you approach the door, something catches you off guard.

#Deranged Rose Thorns – GRASS (4 Health Damage, 4 Purity Damage)# Trap 20% Evasion Test: 93 out of 100: Success!

Immediately you pull back just in time and step away before dozens of thorned vines attempt to whip at you, as if sentient with a deranged mind of their own wanting nothing more than to shed blood for whatever nefarious purpose. However, you are now well out of their range and once the vines realize this, they withdraw back into the overgrowth surrounding the door.

You decide to look it over from a safe distance and it looks bizarre. The door itself seems to have been repurposed and tampered with. Now, it looks like hundreds, if not thousands of coiled markings and carvings cover it. Your eyes almost feel lost just looking at it, as if trying to trace their ways through an impossible maze. You decide to take your gaze off of it, feeling for a moment that maybe this feeling of bewilderment was intentional.

#{The Coiled Door: <Security>} Deranged Rose Thorns – GRASS (4 Health Damage, 4 Purity Damage)# was noted in the Team Records.

From the looks of things, you’re going to need someone or something that would know how to break their way in by disengaging the lock, as force isn’t going to work here. The door seems very reinforced, so you figure even your mightiest Sacred Fire might not do much to break your way in. And even so, you know the risks of unleashing your full fury that way. Anything of value inside that may be flammable would never survive the attack if you were more forceful than you intended to be. Instead, someone with the right lock-picking tools and know-how would need to disable this lock.

Instead, you take note of the situation for now, also leaving a note and warning about the unruly and violent overgrowth that you’ve found here.

After feeling you’ve covered the whole park and have done a full assessment, you decide it’s time to fly back and prepare for tonight’s tasks at hand.

Sacred the Ho-oh (L: Fire/Flying)

Health: 24/24 | Sanity: 20/20 | Purity: 16/16
Battle Stance: Heroic
Perk: Seinaru | Abilities:
EQUIPMENT:
Attack Weapon: <Empty>
Defense Armor: <Empty>
Jewelry: <Empty>
Utopian Aspect: <Empty>
MERCENARIES:
#1: <Empty>
#2: <Empty>
PACK:

• $85 Sochas$