Stalkers RPG: Dustwoken - Main Action and Team Status [SEASON 1]

[Neo Emolga]

(Lost access to my icons, so… whoops! Colour coded text!)

”So then, we should-”

“Ah, not so fast! It’s time I had my say!”

“Didn’t expect you to be so keen. But sure, Silver, what’ve you got?”

“You’re welcome. Now then, follow my lead…though it may as well be yours as you’ve been on about it before.”

[Action decided: Interview 51, Velli the Sylveon. Be prepared for Diplomacy if she’s a little too… loopy.]

You decide to pay a visit to Velli the Sylveon, living almost entirely in seclusion in her house on the far outskirts of town. It almost seems as though she doesn’t get too many visitors, but when you get to her creepy-looking house that is becoming overgrown with vines and weeds while the dining room has collapsed in upon itself. You knock on the old, rotting door and you feel if you were to strike it any harder, it might just punch a hole right though it.

After a few moments, while you almost question your decisions coming here, she opens the door, beaming with a smile.

“Heehee!” she giggles, “hello there! Tis a fine day, yes? Yes? Beautiful weather we’re having!”

You take a glance up at the sky and the dark overcast implies it is about to rain any minute now…

But… in order to get through to Velli with your skills in diplomacy, you realize you’re going to have to get on her level… and perhaps portray yourself as completely deranged as she is…

“My favorite type of weather, yesss,” you hiss with a smile, gazing directly into her eyes. “My name is Colored! With a ‘C’ not with a ‘K’ heh, heh. I heard you were all alone and might be up for a chat on this fine day!”

#52 Velli the Sylveon has become Compliant.

“Ooooh, I would looove that!” she beams, shivering with glee. “You see, usually it’s only me, Melgan, and Mrs. Hampers. Here, let me introduce you to them! I’ll make tea for us all! Come in, come in, don’t just stand there out in the snow! It’s too cold outside, dearie!”

…Even though it’s clearly not snowing and doesn’t look like it has been for months…

“Of course!” you jump with joy, keeping in character to convince her you’re just as kooky as she is. “Lead the way!”

You follow her into the kitchen, just barely keeping the old front door on its rusting hinges as you close it behind you. And as you walk through the hallways of her house, you see webs of cracks in the walls, your two beige feet step upon loose and cracked floor tiles, and there’s a smell of mold throughout the decrepit house. To say this place needs renovations would be folly. It clearly needs to be torn down.

As you walk through the crumbling house, you see plenty of shelves and tables of strange vials, pots with bizarre herbs and plants growing out of them, and you find bins where she seems to be cultivating mushrooms and fungi. You’re not quite sure what she’s doing with them, possibly studying botany, chemistry, or some other kind of science. Given her bizarre demeanor, you’re not about to rule out witchcraft or alchemy, either…

When you arrive at the kitchen, you find it in a pretty miserable state just like the rest of the house. The back window has long been broken as a draft wafts through the room, the rusting chandelier only has three of its ten candles lit, and the dining table looks old and lopsided. Sitting at the table in dirty, dusty wooden chairs is an old stuffed tutu-wearing Buneary with stains all over it and what appears to be a skeleton of Patrat, one that looks like they’ve been dead for a very long time…

“Welcome!” she tells everyone. “This is Colored! Now Melgan and Mrs. Hampers, say hello! I’m so happy to have such wonderful guests today!”

“Hi there!” you tell Velli’s ‘guests’ with a smile and a wink. “Oh Mrs. Hampers, I looove that dress!”

Mrs. Hampers remains completely silent…

You pull up one of Velli’s dusty chairs to join everyone at the table, noticing the collapsed dining room just a few feet away to your right. The ceiling fell down upon what used to be a table large enough to seat ten Pokémon. Now, everything is a splintered mess and buried under a pile of broken wood planks, snapped wooden rods, and other pieces of rubble. You’re not sure what caused that to happen, but it looks like it’s been that way for years now.

All the while, Velli brews some tea on her slightly rusting kettle. You’re quite surprised the gas line is even still working, but Velli does have to use a match to get the fire going.

“So, Colored, what do you fancy for a chat!?” Velli asks you as the tea kettle warms up. “Surely you must have oh so many interesting tales to tell!”

“Oh, I do, I most certainly do!” you giggle with glee. “Let’s see let’s see…”

You make up a story about riding a Ponyta and exploring the jungles of Kaboo, which greatly entices Velli, who joins in on the tale as if she’s a supporting character in the story. The tale quickly spirals into sheer madness, with Velli claiming she beat you in the sandbox races while you refuse to admit you were defeated and that the game was supposed to continue on Starstrider Imperial starship, but didn’t. You insist the game never ended and is still ongoing.

And then the tea kettle whistles and Velli quickly jumps to excitement to pour four cups of tea for everyone. One for you, one for her, and one for Mrs. Hampers and for the long-deceased Melgan the Patrat. Somehow you get the feeling only two of these four cups of tea will actually be enjoyed by their recipients, but you play along anyway, avidly gazing admirably at the tea like a child that just unwrapped a Christmas present.

“Drink up, everyone!” Velli beams with a smile.

And you pick up the dirty, chipped teacup to take your first sip…

#Chemical Intoxication – POISON (SPECIAL)# Trap 40% Evasion Test: 44 out of 100: Failed!

The rich taste and aroma doesn’t strike you as odd, and you finish your tea feeling refreshed. You start to sing the first song that comes to mind…

…and that’s the last thing you remember.

…

You wake up feeling woozy, unsure of what was a dream and what actually happened. When you open your eyes, you find yourself outside lying face-down just before a droplet hits your nose and a second one hits your leaf tail. As you look up at the gray skies, you realize it’s starting to rain and gradually the amount of rainfall begins to increase.

You look around you and you’re not sure where you are for a moment, but you realize you’ve woken up off to the side of the dusty road, a short distance away from the Colbyi Estate. It takes you a few seconds to regain your bearings as you get up and stand on your own two beige feet again. You really don’t have any clue how you got here…

To be sure, you look yourself over and you don’t seem to be injured in any way. You’re not sure why Velli drugged the tea she served, but you see it’s starting to get late and you feel it’s best you plan for tonight. But before you go, you look down on the ground and see a small piece of soiled, dirty paper that must have been lying under you while you were unconscious. You pick it up and see…



So it wasn’t a dream after all.

You’re not sure what it really means in the end, but you just decide to then head back to Benni’s farmstead, sprinting a bit to get out of the rain…

Colored the Snivy (S: Grass)

Health: 16/16 | Sanity: 20/20 | Purity: 24/24 | 6/10 Kurosuōbā | Dodge Rate: 40%
Perk: Diplomacy
Reincarnation Forms: Morelull, Palpitoad, Mega Audino, Pidgeot, Cinccino
EQUIPMENT:

• Defense Armor: <Empty>
• Jewelry: <Empty>