More Joy

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It was beautiful. After Revira had emerged into that other world, all she had seen up to now were things she wouldn't even have thought of as possible before. Crime. Pollution. Hatred. The show Johto Shore.
After all those horrifying things she had finally reached a calm, clean place again. An underwater forest, full of corals of every imaginable kind. In the distance, some Pokémon were swimming, although Revira couldn't figure out, who or what they were.
Maybe she should approach them? They might know, what had happened to turn this world into what it was now. Maybe Revira could fix it.
But how? She didn't even know much about this world at all.
A world, that had never been discovered by anyone before her and those few others, who ventured out as well. Maybe she could become a hero and save this world!

"Finally! I was wondering, when we'd finally be reaching that tower!", the Omanyte cheerfully exclaimed.
They had been taking far too long in their search for those strange items already, so she was more than happy at the prospect of finally being able to do something, that would have an actual chance of stopping that evil corruption, that had befallen this poor world.
How must those victims have felt, seeing themselves turning against their families like that?
It must have been a horrible, traumatizing experience...
They needed to be saved!
They needed to be forgiven and brought back to their loving families!
Why would anyone do such a cruel thing?

The magikarp found some more items, but ignored him during his search for an item shelter. He waved his tail once more and propelled himself forward. He finally found a nice hole he could use to stash his items. He emptied his ribbon into the hole, and made note of the location. For a magikarp he usually could remember where things involving money where pretty well. He kept his other item, the Normal scarf he thinks it was called. It powered up his attacks with ease just by being in his inventory. he wondered just how such items had that kind of power...."Thanks for helping me, I think I forgot to tell you earlier..." he spoke.

This dice is not existing.

Now Revira was surprised. Why was Proteus thanking her? She didn't do anything deserving thanks.
Anyone would have helped the Magikarp find a secure place after all! It was just normal social behaviour.
And everyone knew that, so there was absolutely no point in the Magikarp's display of gratitude. It simply was illogical.
Or were there so many evil Pokémon in this world, that pointless gestures like that were actually neccessary?
That would be even worse!
Just what exactly had happened to this world and why?
Why was almost everyone here so mean?
If only Revira could show them her world.
But it would take a while until that one would be visitable again.
A long while.

And then Proteus broke into song "You can show me your woooorrrrld, shining shimmering spleeeeenddiiiiid"

Proteus was unsure as to why the omanyte remained silent, but went with it. On his way back from finding the hiding spot, he had found yet another corsola thorn! He had ignored it though, for it was useless to him and would only take up much needed space. The shining magikarp continued forward, thinking that the omanyte simply did not want to converse right now. Did it have things going through it's mind currently? He wondered. He began to wonder just where this omanyte was from again....he had already forgotten once more. He knew that she had probably told him, but his feeble magikarp mind did not approve of the memory as worthy for storage..

This dice is not existing.

I must admit your parlor tricks are amusing. I bet you've got a Buneary under your hat.

Now here's your chance to ge the best of me, hope your fin is hot.
Come on, Mr. Mime, let's see, what you've got.

The usually rather talkactive Magikarp had fallen silent, causing Revira to wonder about the possible reasons. Was he trying to create a plan for which items he should take with him? That always was a difficult task. There were so many things one could carry and they all had useful effects, but it would be impossible to bring all of them, so careful consideration of the situation would be required.
Which foes and other dangers would they have to face?
Revira didn't know that in the slightest, so she decided not to intervene and possibly interrupt her friend's train of thought.

Though the omanyte did not intervene, another pokemon did. A shape caught Proteus's attention in the distance, it seemed to be coming right for them! Was it just a coincidence? Was it coming to attack? Proteus stopped and asked, "Should we hide or keep swimming?" The magikarp was reminded of a tale of a blue magikarp upon his words, the blue magikarp was known for its song, that consisted of the same sentence being repeated over and over while occasionally throwing a different sentence in. The most common was "Just Keep Swimming" Proteus didn't remember much of the tale, but wondered why such a thing had popped inside his mind...

"Hide from what?", Revira answered, her shell once again not enabling her to see what was directly in front of her. However, her attention immediately was drawn away from anything else there might have been as she discovered a stone slab with what appeared to be carvings of some strange Pokémon in many forms on it. They looked like:

P. Sherman
42 Wallaby Way
Sydney

Sadly this was one language the Omanyte was not fluent in, so she found herself unable to decipher its meaning. And as the slab was too heavy to carry, she was only able to make a mental note of its location. Hopefully she would be able to retrieve it some day. Maybe it held important information in regards to the cure for the horrendous corruption!

"I'm sure this shape will not attack us. There have to be some normal Pokémon after all.", Revira grinned.
"Maybe it's one of those orange-white fishes. They always look so funny! I bet it would be awesome at telling jokes!"
Now the Omanyte couldn't wait anymore. Meeting that shape would be so super-ultra-extra-awesomemazing! Maybe the shape could help them find the cure for the corruption!
Hopefully the universal language translator she had been building out of a seashell and some corals would work! She could try to speak Shapese!
But what would the shape talk about other thank making jokes?
Maybe it would want something as well...
A root beer float maybe?

Proteus knew of the strange orange and white things the pokemon had spoken of, but not the name. He knew that one of those strange, but funny, fish had traveled with the blue magikarp. He could not quite remember what they had been after, but it was not relevant currently as the shape grew closer to reveal itself to be a horsea that had been just passing by. Although every few feet it swam it would sneeze and push itself backwards a maikarp length. Proteus watched the horsea float on by, he did not know whether to be amused, pity the poor thing with a cold, or to just ignore it. It did not seem to want trouble though as it kept on swimming, only to sneeze itself back to them in three consecutive sneezes...

This dice is not existing.

Still not able to see the Horsea in front of her, Revira just kept on swimming, oblivious to the hillarious, yet tragic sight in front of her. It probably was for the better.
Had she seen the creature, she would immediately have slipped into a rant about how it could simply swim backwards and use the propulsion to its advantage.
It was engraved onto the Omanyte's mind. Absolutely everything had to be improved as much as possible. Then the realm of possibility would have to be widened to improve everything again!
Maybe even improvement could be improved! Would that be improvementception then?

Proteus watched the horsea leave without a word, only an awkward glance that seemed to be an embarrassed look. The fish pokemon swam forward once more, finding more and more spikes and simply ignoring their very existence. He needed joy seeds, not these ridiculous spikes that he could not even use properly! The magikarp looked to the Omanyte once more, just noticing that the pokemon seemed to be swimming backwards, "Erm..why don't you just swim forward? Or get on the seabed and crawl forward if you cannot?" He asked with curiosity.

This dice is not existing.

(grrrrr deleted a wrong post and had to retype this all over again..)

"Swimming forwards might be a little difficult for my species, as we lack the adequate organs to do so. As for the crawling on the ground, that would not only be much slower, but also put oneself at risk of getting hurt on pointy rocks or similar objects. It would be one of the few dangers a shell can not protect one from."
The Omanyte didn't know, whether she should be happy about the Magikarp asking her things she knew the answer to or annoyed, because the reasons for her not moving as he suggested were so obvious.
Thus she decided not to pursue the issue any further and just keep on swimming. They would have to find one of those Joy Seeds eventually after all...

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The omanyte explained with such ease that the magikarp felt stupid, he simply said, "Oh...well...sorry for asking all these questions. I just haven't learned much from my parents or school seeing as how they're at the bottom of the food chain..." Proteus swam a bit farther ahead of the Omanyte, only to be caught in a current and be sent just as far back behind the omanyte. Despite being a "Evolving in a more Biological way" magikarp, he was still pretty weak. He slightly wished he was birthed a bit farther into the future where magikarp were strong..

This dice is not existing.

Her friend's sudden apology perplexed the prehistorical Pokémon even further.
"Uh...why are you apologizing? Isn't it completely normal to be asking questions? In the world I come from they are one of the very basic core stuctures of science!"
Oblivious as she was and despite her already ranting about the importance of the questioning of events, occurrences and phenomena, Revira didn't question the golden Pokémon suddenly tumbling back into her field of vision after having just left it.
Instead she preferred to wonder about this world having so many similar substances to those existing in her own world and even the same language being spoken, yet being completely different in other parts.
How could it have evolved to be like this?