Sloane Jackson- Injured Human => Regular Human
Abandoned Warzone=> Athens

Sloane squinted her eyes, spotting a little light at the far end of the cave. She began to creep towards it, and as she progressed, the sounds of the war in the desert faded away, replaced by the sounds of a bustling city. Sloane and Shiloh exchanged confused looks before approaching the exit. Sloane shielded her eyes as light flooded her vision. The sight before her was nothing she could have expected.

In the valley before Sloane stood a large city filled with tall buildings, temples, and other massive structures that were ancient in style. Not to mention it was filled with people! Not the Trick House's creatures but humans! It could be a trap but did she or Shiloh have much of a choice?

"I say we at least explore the place," Shiloh said, as if reading Sloane's thoughts. Sloane nodded and began to scale (with much difficulty) down the hillside to the city below. As soon as they walked in, the people inside the city immediately took notice to the two strangers. A nearby woman zoomed to their sides and cheered.

"Oh good! More pilgrims have arrived to the safe haven!" A couple guys nearby high fived and a few other people momentarily celebrated or smiled before returning to their work. The strange woman smiled at Sloane and Shiloh. "Welcome to Athens. It seems this place formed after the Trick House reset and it's a safe haven to all the occupants. If you'll look over there, just standing under the mist will return you to the state you entered the Trick House in. None of the food, water, or anything in this place changes your form! It's truly wonderful! We've already set up a few rules and stuff in the short time so you'll have to abide them but it isn't too many right now. I suggest getting cleaned up in the mist and then heading to the Welcome Center in the center of the city where you can be properly introduced."

"Okay, thank you so much, Miss…"

"Miss Samantha." With that Samantha left. Sloane didn't like this, not one bit, but before she could stop him, Shiloh jumped out of her arms and ran for the mist showers.

"Shiloh!" Sloane called after him.

"I don't care if it's a trap! I'm not staying like this!" Shiloh ducked into the mist. I saw his shadow grow and when he stepped out again, he looked like a much less grotesque version of his djinn form. He was still taller than me, 5'11 if I had to guess. His long black hair was pulled into a high ponytail and he had dark, rich earthy colored skin. His eyes were brown with flakes of gold in them. He was wearing a plain white shirt and some blue jeans with some black tennis shoes. He also had on a golden chain necklace with a little cactus charm on it. He also had on a Pokemon belt with three pokeballs clipped on and a black bag at his feet. Shiloh looked down over himself.

"Oh man, this feels nice!" Shiloh then registered his belt. "My Pokemon! My bag! I lost these when I first transformed!" Shiloh took all three pokeballs off his belt and threw them into the air. Out appeared a Flygon, an Ariados, and… a Hoopa?

"You have a Hoopa?" Shiloh nodded and hugged all three.

"Yeah, these are my three traveling partners. The Flygon is Spirit, he was my first Pokemon. The Ariados is Iktomi, he was a gift from Patty. The Hoopa is Djinn, I got gifted his bottle and the next day he just showed up one day." Shiloh glanced down at his bag and opened it up. "Yeah the Prison Bottle is still in here. I can change Hoopa to his unbound form if that's necessary. Good… good. Oh man, I'm glad everyone's okay. I was so worried."

Sloane turned away from Shiloh and his Pokemon and stared at the mist showers. This thing had fixed Shiloh, maybe it would mend her leg and even bring back Odessa. Was that even possible? But it could easily be a trap. Her thoughts traveled to Jonathan. He would no doubt be suspicious of this, for sure. But the offer was no doubt very tempting. Before Sloane could decide, however, she suddenly found herself being pushed by Shiloh into the mist shower. Sloane passed through but when she stepped back out, her leg was as good as it had been when she came into the Trick House and there was one more pokeball on her belt than there had been since the food court incident. Sloane immediately sent it out and a Mawile formed in front of her.

"Odessa?"

"Mawile?"

"Odessa!" Sloane and Odessa hugged and Sloane sniffled a little bit. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry I lost you. I'm so glad you're okay. I promise I won't lose you again." Shiloh pat Sloane on the back and snorted.

"You're so sappy. It's not like she's your boyfriend or anythi-"

"Shiloh?" Shiloh looked up when his name was called and his eyes widened.

"Patty?" Sloane looked up to see a Latino standing nearby. He was about 5'8, short cut black hair with skin slightly darker than Sloane's. He was a bit plump but otherwise athletic looking. He was wearing a black t-shirt with blue jeans and white sneakers. On his shoulder was a vulpix and on his head was a Zubat.

"Shiloh! You're okay!" Sloane smirked in amusement as Shiloh nearly tackled Patty to the ground. Shiloh held Patty in a tight bear hug and kissed Patty's cheek.

"Oh man, Patty I was so worried. I lost you after the reset and I couldn't find you anywhere. I was afraid I'd never find you again."

"Who's sappy now?" Sloane called out.

"Shut up!" Shiloh said back, tears glistening in his eyes. "Go head onto the Welcome Center. I'll meet you there in a little bit." Sloane didn't need any further instruction. She stood up and began to walk with Odessa through the ornate streets of the city towards the Welcome Center.

Dylan Thomas-Wigglytuff
Pastry Factory
Affected RP'ers: @Neo Emolga

"Ssllooanne... Ssheee's heeree. Aii sshaaw 'eerr." Dylan looked up from the cake to the Goodra from before. He quickly moved closer.

"You've seen Sloane? She's in the Trick House? Do you know where she is? Is she okay? Oh man, I hope she's all right. She's gotta be so freaked out inside. I bet she's tried calling me a thousand times. AHHH!"

"Nahame'ss Joahnatthaan. Aourr ahonnly ehsscaapee ehs... weh goottaa... dihe." Dylan paused to make sure he heard that right. The only way to escape was to die? And this guy's name was Jonathan? Okay, got that. "Kaillee meh ffurrst," he pleaded. "Yussh deh cahrane... Pahleesse...!" Dylan nodded then asked,

"How do you propose I kill myself though? And do you just want me to hit you with the crane or…?" Dylan quickly realized the Goodra was having a hard time talking with all the food being dropped in his mouth. Dylan looked around then moved over to the dessert conveyer belt and pushed it away so that it wouldn't drop on Jonathan anymore.