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RE: Winds of Time - PokéBeach CYOA - Chapter 4
I'm in it for the story, not the morals.
Leaving on our way for a new adventure sounds way way way better than staying in the same village.
Lugia123 said:
I'm in it for the story, not the morals.
Leaving on our way for a new adventure sounds way way way better than staying in the same village.
RE: Winds of Time - PokéBeach CYOA - Chapter 4
RE: Winds of Time - PokéBeach CYOA - Chapter 4
I can't imagine that Rex would force Mia to stay at gunpoint but (plays sad violin) I can already imagine Mia leaving and the gang, after being on the lookout, attaking the village the next day and getting revenge for Bullet's loss by killing everyone and burning everything while Rex, in his last moment and being the only one still alive - for the others lay dead and covered in their own blood -, stretch one of his hands and thoughts in the direction Mia went, wishing she would be there and trying to call for her - "M...Mi..." - but already without managing to finish it and giving his last breath while bleeding. At the same time, Mia is walking without looking back and in doing so she doesn't see the flare and smoke that rises in the darkness of night coming from afar...coming from the village.
...
Nah, despite chosing A and after this little text, I don't feel nothing for the villagers but I'll still maintain A.
Lugia123 said:
I can't imagine that Rex would force Mia to stay at gunpoint but (plays sad violin) I can already imagine Mia leaving and the gang, after being on the lookout, attaking the village the next day and getting revenge for Bullet's loss by killing everyone and burning everything while Rex, in his last moment and being the only one still alive - for the others lay dead and covered in their own blood -, stretch one of his hands and thoughts in the direction Mia went, wishing she would be there and trying to call for her - "M...Mi..." - but already without managing to finish it and giving his last breath while bleeding. At the same time, Mia is walking without looking back and in doing so she doesn't see the flare and smoke that rises in the darkness of night coming from afar...coming from the village.
...
Nah, despite chosing A and after this little text, I don't feel nothing for the villagers but I'll still maintain A.
RE: Winds of Time - PokéBeach CYOA - Chapter 4
I'll vote A: Stay in the village.
I choose A because it appears that Mia has no reason to leave the village yet. After all, she just had her first real fight, and I'm sure she wants to be well rested and ready to go before she ventures off again.
I'll vote A: Stay in the village.
I choose A because it appears that Mia has no reason to leave the village yet. After all, she just had her first real fight, and I'm sure she wants to be well rested and ready to go before she ventures off again.
RE: Winds of Time - PokéBeach CYOA - Chapter 4
Though they expect her to stay FOREVER and EVER and EVER.. I personally think it wouldn't make for a nice story to see her be stuck as the village's body guard and she definitely doesn't owe them that. Keep in mind the offer is to stay in the village and protect them, not to rest and leave when she's ready. If we stay now, that might be the end of the story, since the rest of her future will be determined.
Though they expect her to stay FOREVER and EVER and EVER.. I personally think it wouldn't make for a nice story to see her be stuck as the village's body guard and she definitely doesn't owe them that. Keep in mind the offer is to stay in the village and protect them, not to rest and leave when she's ready. If we stay now, that might be the end of the story, since the rest of her future will be determined.
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RE: Winds of Time - PokéBeach CYOA - Chapter 4
That's not exactly how CYOA stories work. We could choose to stay in the village and wind up leaving anyway. What if gang comes back with a thousand men and kidnaps everyone? Or everyone evacuates? That opens up a whole new list of directions for the story to take.
What I'm saying is what you see on the cover is not always what you're gonna get. Especially in a story like this.
That's not exactly how CYOA stories work. We could choose to stay in the village and wind up leaving anyway. What if gang comes back with a thousand men and kidnaps everyone? Or everyone evacuates? That opens up a whole new list of directions for the story to take.
What I'm saying is what you see on the cover is not always what you're gonna get. Especially in a story like this.
RE: Winds of Time - PokéBeach CYOA - Chapter 4
That's also a good point. It is clear that Rex wants her to stay, however.
That's also a good point. It is clear that Rex wants her to stay, however.
Of course the story can always take another path and making a choice can turn out different from what we expected or hoped. It is a given that Rex offered her to stay for a long period/forever, however, and if we agree to that there is no guarantee that we will get out (soon).
RE: Winds of Time - PokéBeach CYOA - Chapter 4
Even if staying, Mia:
- can manage to take the gang's leadership for herself (and raid the village or travel with them);
- can hide and let the gang kill the whole village (staying but changing her mind when a new attack arises);
- can go on a rampage and kill every villager (she can have a double personality. Who knows?);
- can go after the gang while they retreat and are with a low moral and attack their back;
- can decide to take the leadership of the village for herself (Rex is an old timer and his gun is of little use).
In the end, staying in the village is far from a story death sentence.
Drohn said:
Even if staying, Mia:
- can manage to take the gang's leadership for herself (and raid the village or travel with them);
- can hide and let the gang kill the whole village (staying but changing her mind when a new attack arises);
- can go on a rampage and kill every villager (she can have a double personality. Who knows?);
- can go after the gang while they retreat and are with a low moral and attack their back;
- can decide to take the leadership of the village for herself (Rex is an old timer and his gun is of little use).
In the end, staying in the village is far from a story death sentence.
RE: Winds of Time - PokéBeach CYOA - Chapter 4
Voting period is over, so I don't mind saying this now...
Come on, you guys are going on a Pokémon adventure and some of you legitimately opted to stay in the very first town you enter? Seriously? Whoever picked that option would be a terrible Pokémon trainer. Hell, even Bianca made it all the way to Route 8 before throwing in the towel.
Of course, the story would still have gone on if you opted to stay (though I would have fought tooth and nail to at least post a joke/troll update to say something along the lines of "Mia lived in the tiny village for the rest of her life and did nothing interesting because you all are boring. The End."), but this is much more satisfying than having to contrive some reason to force you out.
Voting period is over, so I don't mind saying this now...
Come on, you guys are going on a Pokémon adventure and some of you legitimately opted to stay in the very first town you enter? Seriously? Whoever picked that option would be a terrible Pokémon trainer. Hell, even Bianca made it all the way to Route 8 before throwing in the towel.
Of course, the story would still have gone on if you opted to stay (though I would have fought tooth and nail to at least post a joke/troll update to say something along the lines of "Mia lived in the tiny village for the rest of her life and did nothing interesting because you all are boring. The End."), but this is much more satisfying than having to contrive some reason to force you out.
RE: Winds of Time - PokéBeach CYOA - Chapter 4
Speaking of the voting period being over.... It's time for another chapter! This one is finally leading us out of the village and into the wilderness.
Staying in the village or continuing your journey...the decision wasn’t a simple one. Even though you felt guilty about leaving these people alone, you knew deep down that you should really move on in your adventure. After all, you needed to find out what happened to your village, what was happening around the world, and how you can help, right? Or were you looking for survival? You tilted your head slightly as a thought process of some sort, but you weren’t sure about what you really wanted. You glanced at your prideful Pokemon, gave it an assuring smile, and stroked its round head.
“I have to move on,” you told Rex. “I need to find some sort of answer to the questions circling around in my head. I don’t think scaring some boys can do that.”
Rex’s eyes dimmed with a hint of disappointment, but he nodded and offered just one last night of housing. You accepted it after noticing the sun trying to hide in the trees. You walked back in the house and soaked in the comfort of a warm bed for one last night. You ate the meat, sipped the water, and absorbed the fire with excitement on your mind for what has yet to come. In what seemed to not even be a second, you found yourself lying in bed beside your dead-asleep Piplup. You yawned, put your head against your shoulder, and squeezed your arms to your chest as you drift off to sleep.
You woke up with your crystal hair jetting out in all directions. The windows nearby showed that the sun was already up in the sky--you must have overslept because of the hard night you had. You jumped out of bed and went over to the bathroom to clean yourself with a mere rag. The bathroom was gloomy. The mirror had grime forming along its edges and the sink had globs of dirt and old toothpaste smeared everywhere. After wiping your body down from the dirt of last night’s brawl, you cleaned away a small hole in the dirt to brush your hair down. You stroked as hard as you could, even bringing tears to your eyes at one point, but the hair eventually stayed down enough.
Piplup was still asleep. You knew it was late, but the poor Pokemon just had its first real battle. You decided to let it sleep while you pack up. You left the bathroom and re-entered your temporary room. While putting away clothes and other necessities, such as your bow, you sensed a pair of eyes staring at the back of your head. You turned around and found poor Rex looking sad and fragile.
“We gonna miss ya, Miss Mia. Ye done did us a ‘uge favor,” Rex smiled, showing a couple missing teeth in his mouth. He entered the doorway and revealed a small brown bag, probably the size of the palm of your hand, between his pointer and middle fingers. “The wife made somethin’ special fer the trip. Take the road up the mount’ins and you’ll come ‘cross a scary ol’ man.”
You thank him and go over to Piplup’s side of the bed. The Pokemon, still asleep, seemed unable to wake up from some sort of immobile state. It then shivered a little, whined in its sleep, and rolled over in the covers of your white sheets. You quickly put the back of your hand on the Penguin’s head and instinctively snatched it away. Piplup was running a fever! Rex ran his fingers through his greasy hair and frowned. He wiped his hands on his jeans and gestures to the weakened Pokemon.
“The Mount’in Man has all the eq’ipm’nt ye need, so ye best be on yer way. We’ve no medical supplies for Pokemon; them Psyduck out back’re too stupid to get sick, dern ducks.”
You wrapped Piplup up in a blanket and held it against your chest and under your fur coat. The Pokemon’s body was so warm, so pitiful, that your skin felt like it was being burned. You stopped all movement and heard it quietly cry out. You could feel the shiver crawl up your spine like a spider along its web. You quickly bolted down the stairs with Rex trailing behind you. You hurriedly checked the ground floor for any missing items, but you seemed to have everything already covered. After saying your goodbyes and thank yous for hospitality, you moved onto the door leading outside. You stepped right behind the doorway before noticing Rex’s awkward shifting behind you. He tried to say something, stopped, brought up a finger, and gave a warm farewell.
“Thank ye one last time fer helpin’ me village. May our paths cross again some day. The world works in myst’rious ways.”
You hugged Rex and his wife before leaving. With Piplup drawn closely to your body, you trudged through the fallen snow and toward the mountains in desperation to find this magical healing man. You saw the grass tucked in with an icy blanket, the trees wearing hats of pure white. There were no Noctowl, no Linoone, no Swinub around; as a matter of fact, there were no Pokemon present at all.
Once you slowly walked a long distance from the town, you turned around to see a tiny black speck that supposedly resembled Rex’s home at a glance. You shut your eyelids tightly and brought Piplup closer to your chest. You looked in the small brown bag that holds the food, but you decide to wait until either later tonight or early tomorrow morning to eat the leftovers.
To your horror, a small snowflake melted on the bridge of your nose. Afterward, another one came down. And another. You, still holding the Pokemon in your arms, began to run through the woods, snow coming in your boots and burning at your feet and socks. You screamed out in desperation for someone to come help, but your only response was Piplup’s small squeaking.
No. That wasn’t the only response. From some distance, you heard a voice talking about taking the little girl and her Pokemon. You narrow your eyes and hide behind a nearby tree trunk. The voice slowly started to get louder and louder--you could eventually make out every word the two men were saying.
“Are you sure we should be taking that little girl in with us? There’s no telling where she is in these woods,” a young voice pleaded with the other man.
“Your question is preposterous. Of course we have to confront the young lady. Maybe she’ll be willing to take on a job I have for her?” the old, stern voice replied with dissatisfaction.
You hear the words “confront” and “job” more clearly than any of the others--is it possibly a trap ran by Bullet and his gang? Is he trying to bring you out in the open to battle you again? You glanced beyond the protective tree trunk and see the two men. However, you quickly swung your head back over and began to step around the trunk as the strangers walked beside it. You put your cheek on Piplup’s face and thought about the two men. One of them looked like a nerd of some sort, possibly a scientist, but he had all the capabilities of being a bad guy--he was young, slightly muscular, and did have a weapon in his hand. The other man--the older one--was simply carrying a small briefcase. He had weird facial hair and a judgmental look on his face.
You, hiding within the not-so-very-thick trees, do not have many options. Piplup’s condition has gotten much worse since when you first left, with sniffling and the occasionally pitiful cough. You’re tired and cannot simply wait out in wet shoes and little food or water. After all, the only food you do have is what you’ve saved in that bag, and all the Pokemon are hiding from the terrible weather and probably from you.
My fellow readers, I’m leaving you with three options this time. Even though there is no "fleeing back to the town" choice, there is a classic "fight or flight" conflict going on right here. What will you decide? You can...
A: plead with the men to help your poor Pokemon
B: ambush them and demand the supplies you need
C: slip past them and try making it through on your own
The voting period begins now and ends Saturday, October 4th. Happy voting!We should get "I voted" stickers for everyone.
Speaking of the voting period being over.... It's time for another chapter! This one is finally leading us out of the village and into the wilderness.
Chapter 5
Staying in the village or continuing your journey...the decision wasn’t a simple one. Even though you felt guilty about leaving these people alone, you knew deep down that you should really move on in your adventure. After all, you needed to find out what happened to your village, what was happening around the world, and how you can help, right? Or were you looking for survival? You tilted your head slightly as a thought process of some sort, but you weren’t sure about what you really wanted. You glanced at your prideful Pokemon, gave it an assuring smile, and stroked its round head.
“I have to move on,” you told Rex. “I need to find some sort of answer to the questions circling around in my head. I don’t think scaring some boys can do that.”
Rex’s eyes dimmed with a hint of disappointment, but he nodded and offered just one last night of housing. You accepted it after noticing the sun trying to hide in the trees. You walked back in the house and soaked in the comfort of a warm bed for one last night. You ate the meat, sipped the water, and absorbed the fire with excitement on your mind for what has yet to come. In what seemed to not even be a second, you found yourself lying in bed beside your dead-asleep Piplup. You yawned, put your head against your shoulder, and squeezed your arms to your chest as you drift off to sleep.
The next morning…
You woke up with your crystal hair jetting out in all directions. The windows nearby showed that the sun was already up in the sky--you must have overslept because of the hard night you had. You jumped out of bed and went over to the bathroom to clean yourself with a mere rag. The bathroom was gloomy. The mirror had grime forming along its edges and the sink had globs of dirt and old toothpaste smeared everywhere. After wiping your body down from the dirt of last night’s brawl, you cleaned away a small hole in the dirt to brush your hair down. You stroked as hard as you could, even bringing tears to your eyes at one point, but the hair eventually stayed down enough.
Piplup was still asleep. You knew it was late, but the poor Pokemon just had its first real battle. You decided to let it sleep while you pack up. You left the bathroom and re-entered your temporary room. While putting away clothes and other necessities, such as your bow, you sensed a pair of eyes staring at the back of your head. You turned around and found poor Rex looking sad and fragile.
“We gonna miss ya, Miss Mia. Ye done did us a ‘uge favor,” Rex smiled, showing a couple missing teeth in his mouth. He entered the doorway and revealed a small brown bag, probably the size of the palm of your hand, between his pointer and middle fingers. “The wife made somethin’ special fer the trip. Take the road up the mount’ins and you’ll come ‘cross a scary ol’ man.”
You thank him and go over to Piplup’s side of the bed. The Pokemon, still asleep, seemed unable to wake up from some sort of immobile state. It then shivered a little, whined in its sleep, and rolled over in the covers of your white sheets. You quickly put the back of your hand on the Penguin’s head and instinctively snatched it away. Piplup was running a fever! Rex ran his fingers through his greasy hair and frowned. He wiped his hands on his jeans and gestures to the weakened Pokemon.
“The Mount’in Man has all the eq’ipm’nt ye need, so ye best be on yer way. We’ve no medical supplies for Pokemon; them Psyduck out back’re too stupid to get sick, dern ducks.”
You wrapped Piplup up in a blanket and held it against your chest and under your fur coat. The Pokemon’s body was so warm, so pitiful, that your skin felt like it was being burned. You stopped all movement and heard it quietly cry out. You could feel the shiver crawl up your spine like a spider along its web. You quickly bolted down the stairs with Rex trailing behind you. You hurriedly checked the ground floor for any missing items, but you seemed to have everything already covered. After saying your goodbyes and thank yous for hospitality, you moved onto the door leading outside. You stepped right behind the doorway before noticing Rex’s awkward shifting behind you. He tried to say something, stopped, brought up a finger, and gave a warm farewell.
“Thank ye one last time fer helpin’ me village. May our paths cross again some day. The world works in myst’rious ways.”
You hugged Rex and his wife before leaving. With Piplup drawn closely to your body, you trudged through the fallen snow and toward the mountains in desperation to find this magical healing man. You saw the grass tucked in with an icy blanket, the trees wearing hats of pure white. There were no Noctowl, no Linoone, no Swinub around; as a matter of fact, there were no Pokemon present at all.
Once you slowly walked a long distance from the town, you turned around to see a tiny black speck that supposedly resembled Rex’s home at a glance. You shut your eyelids tightly and brought Piplup closer to your chest. You looked in the small brown bag that holds the food, but you decide to wait until either later tonight or early tomorrow morning to eat the leftovers.
To your horror, a small snowflake melted on the bridge of your nose. Afterward, another one came down. And another. You, still holding the Pokemon in your arms, began to run through the woods, snow coming in your boots and burning at your feet and socks. You screamed out in desperation for someone to come help, but your only response was Piplup’s small squeaking.
No. That wasn’t the only response. From some distance, you heard a voice talking about taking the little girl and her Pokemon. You narrow your eyes and hide behind a nearby tree trunk. The voice slowly started to get louder and louder--you could eventually make out every word the two men were saying.
“Are you sure we should be taking that little girl in with us? There’s no telling where she is in these woods,” a young voice pleaded with the other man.
“Your question is preposterous. Of course we have to confront the young lady. Maybe she’ll be willing to take on a job I have for her?” the old, stern voice replied with dissatisfaction.
You hear the words “confront” and “job” more clearly than any of the others--is it possibly a trap ran by Bullet and his gang? Is he trying to bring you out in the open to battle you again? You glanced beyond the protective tree trunk and see the two men. However, you quickly swung your head back over and began to step around the trunk as the strangers walked beside it. You put your cheek on Piplup’s face and thought about the two men. One of them looked like a nerd of some sort, possibly a scientist, but he had all the capabilities of being a bad guy--he was young, slightly muscular, and did have a weapon in his hand. The other man--the older one--was simply carrying a small briefcase. He had weird facial hair and a judgmental look on his face.
You, hiding within the not-so-very-thick trees, do not have many options. Piplup’s condition has gotten much worse since when you first left, with sniffling and the occasionally pitiful cough. You’re tired and cannot simply wait out in wet shoes and little food or water. After all, the only food you do have is what you’ve saved in that bag, and all the Pokemon are hiding from the terrible weather and probably from you.
My fellow readers, I’m leaving you with three options this time. Even though there is no "fleeing back to the town" choice, there is a classic "fight or flight" conflict going on right here. What will you decide? You can...
A: plead with the men to help your poor Pokemon
B: ambush them and demand the supplies you need
C: slip past them and try making it through on your own
The voting period begins now and ends Saturday, October 4th. Happy voting!
RE: Winds of Time - PokéBeach CYOA - Chapter 4
Huh...Piplup has a fever and Mia puts it under a fur coat!? Shouldn't she be trying to lower its temperature instead of rising it!?
Also, Mia isn't one to just scream in desperation. She's a hunter from a tough region and used to hardship. I vote C!
Huh...Piplup has a fever and Mia puts it under a fur coat!? Shouldn't she be trying to lower its temperature instead of rising it!?
Also, Mia isn't one to just scream in desperation. She's a hunter from a tough region and used to hardship. I vote C!
RE: Winds of Time - PokéBeach CYOA - Chapter 4
Well usually a fever is followed by chills and you usually feel more sensitive to the environment when you're sick (just like how many experience intense coldness and stay covered up and shivering). Mia's also keeping the Pokemon against her chest in a maternal sense--she's trying to let Piplup know she's there for it, similar to a mother's actions for her sick child. Also, she wasn't screaming for her own sake, but rather for help--Piplup isn't feeling well and she doesn't have the power to save it. She feels hopeless and is therefore desperate for someone to help her. Besides, if we always had her prepared for everything, what development would you see in her character? Just justifying.
Leaf_Ranger said:
Well usually a fever is followed by chills and you usually feel more sensitive to the environment when you're sick (just like how many experience intense coldness and stay covered up and shivering). Mia's also keeping the Pokemon against her chest in a maternal sense--she's trying to let Piplup know she's there for it, similar to a mother's actions for her sick child. Also, she wasn't screaming for her own sake, but rather for help--Piplup isn't feeling well and she doesn't have the power to save it. She feels hopeless and is therefore desperate for someone to help her. Besides, if we always had her prepared for everything, what development would you see in her character?
Just justifying.
RE: Winds of Time - PokéBeach CYOA - Chapter 4
I'm voting for A. Going by themselves, when Mia has pretty much no knowledge of how to help her Piplup would be almost a death sentence for the poor little guy. The two men don't seem like they have any bad intentions, and could prove very helpful if they're friendly. And it does sound like Professor Rowan from the description, which would be neat.
I also hope that Rex was right about crossing paths with them in the future. It'd be nice to meet them again, since they are some of the first friends Mia has made on her journey. Who knows - maybe by then, Rex will have figured out how to train the Psyducks and will have a Golduck battle squad to protect the village.
I'm voting for A. Going by themselves, when Mia has pretty much no knowledge of how to help her Piplup would be almost a death sentence for the poor little guy. The two men don't seem like they have any bad intentions, and could prove very helpful if they're friendly. And it does sound like Professor Rowan from the description, which would be neat.
I also hope that Rex was right about crossing paths with them in the future. It'd be nice to meet them again, since they are some of the first friends Mia has made on her journey. Who knows - maybe by then, Rex will have figured out how to train the Psyducks and will have a Golduck battle squad to protect the village.
RE: Winds of Time - PokéBeach CYOA - Chapter 4
Despite having chills, when with a fever, the temperature should be lowered, not rised.
I didn't understand it as crying for herself either, but crying in desperation for a Pokémon she was about to eat if it didn't hatched and again, a girl from a tough region, probably seasoned in gathering herbs, just crying like a little girl. But that's how you see Mia so...
I'm not saying Mia should be prepared for everything, otherwise she would always know what to do and have all the answers, namely to what's happening in her world but panicking at just a fever?
Option D: let Piplup die from it's fever and eat it. Leave a portion of the body to attract some nearby Pokémon and hunt those and try to capture one.
Turtwig said:Leaf_Ranger said:
Well usually a fever is followed by chills and you usually feel more sensitive to the environment when you're sick (just like how many experience intense coldness and stay covered up and shivering). Mia's also keeping the Pokemon against her chest in a maternal sense--she's trying to let Piplup know she's there for it, similar to a mother's actions for her sick child. Also, she wasn't screaming for her own sake, but rather for help--Piplup isn't feeling well and she doesn't have the power to save it. She feels hopeless and is therefore desperate for someone to help her. Besides, if we always had her prepared for everything, what development would you see in her character?
Despite having chills, when with a fever, the temperature should be lowered, not rised.
I didn't understand it as crying for herself either, but crying in desperation for a Pokémon she was about to eat if it didn't hatched and again, a girl from a tough region, probably seasoned in gathering herbs, just crying like a little girl. But that's how you see Mia so...
I'm not saying Mia should be prepared for everything, otherwise she would always know what to do and have all the answers, namely to what's happening in her world but panicking at just a fever?
Option D: let Piplup die from it's fever and eat it. Leave a portion of the body to attract some nearby Pokémon and hunt those and try to capture one.