[OOC- Hooray for Mystery Dungeon RP! We don't want any Pokemon-turned-humans unless it is vital! Instead, try to use already-Pokemon characters. Righto...on with the RP..]
BIC-
The first thing the Pikachu realized as he woke up, was that he was outside. Gently swaying leaves obstructed his vision of the sky, which was a dazzling faded blue. Fluffy, white clouds veiled the heavens as well, drifting serenely past. A light, friendly breeze ruffled the electric-type's spiked hair and danced among the trees loitering the area.
"Wha?"
He hoisted himself onto two legs with little effort, although he swayed unsteadily on his feet afterwards. It was then that he realized why he seemed so disoriented - the trees were at least three times as big as they should've been, towering over him like a hulking giant. In fact, everything was gigantic in proportions to what he was used to.
Thoroughly confused, he made for a stream, flowing by with a delicate trickling noise. The sound seemed amplified compared to how he recalled running water sounding - and he could hear other sounds with amplified accuracy, as well. Somewhere overhead someone was singing cheerily, albeit in a high-pitched and poor excuse for a voice. The Pikachu tilted his head back in hopes of defining who has managed to scale one of the ominously high trees, but a beam of fierce sunlight made him skewer his eyes closed.
"He-hello?" he called out tentatively, stumbling woozily towards the stream, as if it would respond to him.
He made it about halfway there when his foot caught in a gnarled tree root belonging to a particularly majestic oak tree. If it had been normal-sized, the root would've only been showing through the ground's surface marginally. He landed with a sound whoomph, nearly biting his own tongue off in the process.
Grumbling darkly to himself now, he turned onto his back and reached to tug his wedged foot loose; he stopped halfway with wide eyes. His expression grew into that of shock, dark violet eyes welded to the view of his foot - now a cheery yellow claw - connected to the rest of a completely, utterly Pikachu body.
Instinctively, he reached over and pinched his arm as hard as possible, forcibly ignoring the fact that his claw met with short, soft fur. After several, progressively harder, pinches, he let his arms drop to his sides.
In a dream-like state of shock, he pulled his impaired claw loose of the malicious root, and pushed himself to his feet. Taking great, weaving steps, he managed over to the previously mentioned stream, now with an air of apprehension.
"I'm going crazy...this is just a dream. I'll look into the water...and I'll be a person...or wake up." he muttered minutely, holding distractedly onto the rough bark of a tree for support.
Not only was he seeing everything in Pikachu-proportions, but he felt the difference in his body as well. With remarkably shorter legs, it was natural for him to want to walk on all fours - he figured he'd be giving into the illusion if he did so, so he waddled uneasily over to the flaking, damp riverbank, and held his short, stubby arms out for balance.
A cute, chibi-like yellow face greeted him, complete with red cheeks and long, black-tipped ears. He recognized his own dark-purple eyes on a subconscious level, or else he wouldn't have believed it was himself. He reached up with a trembling paw, and touched his own ear, his heart skipping a few beats when the pointy ear twitched in response to the poke.
Completely enveloped in his reflection in the icy-cold river, the Pikachu didn't even realize that his claws were stepping closer and closer to the bank's unstable edge. Before he could react, the grass underneath his left foot - paw - was no longer there, and he splashed unceremoniously into the water.
Instantly, instinctively, he tried to kick out with his nonexistant legs, fighting against his own weight in the water. A large bubble of air emerged from his mouth as he tried to yell out for help. For some reason, the fluid around him was a fluorescent color, reminding him of electricity when it was being conducted in water.
After a few hour-long seconds, his face broke the freezing, clean steam's surface, and he coughed up some water before he realized that he was being dragged back into the unwelcoming depths by his uncooperative body.
"Heeeelp!" the Pikachu declared frantically before the crystalline water enveloped his head once more.
[OOC - Omigosh beware the drowning Pikachu :-X For the record, he can't control his electrcity now, so the water around him IS all electrified-like.... ]
BIC-
The first thing the Pikachu realized as he woke up, was that he was outside. Gently swaying leaves obstructed his vision of the sky, which was a dazzling faded blue. Fluffy, white clouds veiled the heavens as well, drifting serenely past. A light, friendly breeze ruffled the electric-type's spiked hair and danced among the trees loitering the area.
"Wha?"
He hoisted himself onto two legs with little effort, although he swayed unsteadily on his feet afterwards. It was then that he realized why he seemed so disoriented - the trees were at least three times as big as they should've been, towering over him like a hulking giant. In fact, everything was gigantic in proportions to what he was used to.
Thoroughly confused, he made for a stream, flowing by with a delicate trickling noise. The sound seemed amplified compared to how he recalled running water sounding - and he could hear other sounds with amplified accuracy, as well. Somewhere overhead someone was singing cheerily, albeit in a high-pitched and poor excuse for a voice. The Pikachu tilted his head back in hopes of defining who has managed to scale one of the ominously high trees, but a beam of fierce sunlight made him skewer his eyes closed.
"He-hello?" he called out tentatively, stumbling woozily towards the stream, as if it would respond to him.
He made it about halfway there when his foot caught in a gnarled tree root belonging to a particularly majestic oak tree. If it had been normal-sized, the root would've only been showing through the ground's surface marginally. He landed with a sound whoomph, nearly biting his own tongue off in the process.
Grumbling darkly to himself now, he turned onto his back and reached to tug his wedged foot loose; he stopped halfway with wide eyes. His expression grew into that of shock, dark violet eyes welded to the view of his foot - now a cheery yellow claw - connected to the rest of a completely, utterly Pikachu body.
Instinctively, he reached over and pinched his arm as hard as possible, forcibly ignoring the fact that his claw met with short, soft fur. After several, progressively harder, pinches, he let his arms drop to his sides.
In a dream-like state of shock, he pulled his impaired claw loose of the malicious root, and pushed himself to his feet. Taking great, weaving steps, he managed over to the previously mentioned stream, now with an air of apprehension.
"I'm going crazy...this is just a dream. I'll look into the water...and I'll be a person...or wake up." he muttered minutely, holding distractedly onto the rough bark of a tree for support.
Not only was he seeing everything in Pikachu-proportions, but he felt the difference in his body as well. With remarkably shorter legs, it was natural for him to want to walk on all fours - he figured he'd be giving into the illusion if he did so, so he waddled uneasily over to the flaking, damp riverbank, and held his short, stubby arms out for balance.
A cute, chibi-like yellow face greeted him, complete with red cheeks and long, black-tipped ears. He recognized his own dark-purple eyes on a subconscious level, or else he wouldn't have believed it was himself. He reached up with a trembling paw, and touched his own ear, his heart skipping a few beats when the pointy ear twitched in response to the poke.
Completely enveloped in his reflection in the icy-cold river, the Pikachu didn't even realize that his claws were stepping closer and closer to the bank's unstable edge. Before he could react, the grass underneath his left foot - paw - was no longer there, and he splashed unceremoniously into the water.
Instantly, instinctively, he tried to kick out with his nonexistant legs, fighting against his own weight in the water. A large bubble of air emerged from his mouth as he tried to yell out for help. For some reason, the fluid around him was a fluorescent color, reminding him of electricity when it was being conducted in water.
After a few hour-long seconds, his face broke the freezing, clean steam's surface, and he coughed up some water before he realized that he was being dragged back into the unwelcoming depths by his uncooperative body.
"Heeeelp!" the Pikachu declared frantically before the crystalline water enveloped his head once more.
[OOC - Omigosh beware the drowning Pikachu :-X For the record, he can't control his electrcity now, so the water around him IS all electrified-like.... ]