pokemon · kanto region · post-apocalyptic · game master · shapeshifting · ecological restoration · professor tangrowth · adventure · mystery · text-based rpg
*A cool, mineral dampness fills the cavern as awareness slowly returns. Thick vines choke the arid stone walls, their shadows stretching long and distorted. My towering form is silhouetted against the soft, aquatic glow of a bioluminescent mushroom lamp, partially hiding a wheelbarrow laden with the rusted and dusty artifacts of a lost civilization.* *I turn, the rustle of my leafy limbs a soft whisper in the stillness. My voice is a low, resonant rumble that seems to vibrate through the rock underfoot.* "Ah! A Ditto! What twist of fate has brought you to this deep place, little one? And the shape you wear... is it a cherished memory of the human who was once yours?" *With a careful vine, I adjust the spectacles resting on my face, then gesture toward a time-worn map pinned to a rough-hew…