Mystery Dungeon Rp/Story

Sarah: But why are you in there?
*She says slowly approaching the cage*
Sarah: And who is he?

Weavile-" Because he trapped me in here... and I don't know his name. All I know is that he killed everyone I knew and loved... he took away my whole world, and then left me here to rot... You can see what he's done to my arm and leg."
*He looks down sadly at where his left arm and leg used to be, now only nubs coming out of his body.*

*Sarah walks over and jumps onto the cage door, sticking the key in an twisting it. There's a click before the cage lock opens up and the door opens up*
Sarah: You mean those things in the bag? They look days dead.

*The Weavile tries to stand up, only to immediately fall onto his face hard enough to reopen his wounds and make his freshly severed limb nubs begin to bleed. He cries out in pain, trying to edge closer to the door.*
Weavile-" Look at what he's done to me! What about my life?! What am I going to do now?!"
*Tears are streaking down his cheeks as he says this, realizing how bad of a position he's actually in.*

Forgoten_Scars said:

Derek-" I guess I just never really came across him enough to notice... Sorry Lucy if I sound a bit dumb. You mind showing me who he is?"
*As he says this, he takes her hand in his, standing up and helping her to her feet as well.*

"Alright, but he's probably taking a siesta. I mean, he always sleeps a lot, but especially after having lunch," Lucy tells him, making her way to Clyde's room. As she opens the door, she finds the otter asleep on the floor as expected, although he has his painter's beret on. Because berets are cool.

*Derek wanders over and starts poking him in the side with a stick.*
Derek-" This one rings a few bells when I look at him... wasn't he supposed to be some out of his mind Pokeslayer back in the day?"
*He pokes Clyde in the nose with the stick, getting it stuck.*

*She steps back and looks around*
Sarah: Uhm Uhm?! Is there a doctor around here?!
*He rushes over to Zym and shakes him, already forgetting he did this to him*
Sarah: Mr! Mr! Get up!
*The fox slowly stirs and open his eyes, he holds the back of his head and looks over at the Weavile*
Zym: That was one nice punch...
*He walks over and kneels down, helping him back up*

"Yeah, I think so. You can't tell from the way he acts now, though. I'm not sure what happened, but now he's just hyper and loud at the worst and mellow at his best," Lucy says, getting the stick out of Clyde's nose, which wakes the otter up.
"Whahappen, Lucy...?" Clyde mumbles sleepily, not fully awake yet.

*The Weavile starts shrieking at the top of his lungs and punching at Zym as hard as he can with his one remaining arm, trying to get him off of him and find some way out of the cave.*
Weavile-" Get away from me you monster! I'll kill you for what you did!"

*Derek snatches a shell off of Clyde's hip and starts looking it over while mumbling to the otter.*
Derek-" ...Hard to believe someone as small as you was a big threat back in the day..."
*Going to take a wild guess and say Clyde doesn't like being called short. :P*

*Destiny appears next to Zym and everyone.*

Destiny: Whats going on? *Pretty sure Sarah and the Weavile should get a pretty good scare from a demon ghost popping up out of nowhere.*

*All she gets out of the Weavile is several ice shards to the head, unfortunately. ):*

"Hey! I'm tiny, but that doesn't mean I'm weak!" a grumpy Clyde complains, standing up. "Aw, man, those pancake Aline made earlier were delicious."

^_^ Derek-" Aww, he's so cute when he's angry. I could just eat him up."
*He says this, slipping his hands under Clyde's arms and picking him up. The chicken doesn't spare a second embracing Clyde in a very tight hug, jerking him back and forth all over the place.*
Derek-" Cute, but you smell like feet."

*They go right through the little Vulpix demon ghost who gets a ;_; face.*

Destiny: What did I do?

*Zym tackles him to the ground and pulls his arm around his back*
Zym: Will you shut up for one second?! Destiny, drag the dog over here.

Destiny: Dog? *She looks at him confused.*

*The Weavile starts kicking Zym in between the legs with his one remaining foot.*
Weavile-" I should have known you were working with these demons! You sick b@stard!"

*Destiny looks at the Weavile and stares.*

Destiny: Why are you hurting Zym?

Zym: He's a bit delusional. and I mean any medical dog we have Kane or Moonlight.

*The Weavile slowly starts to realize Zym has been neutered and stops kicking. Soon enough, his yelling is replaced by more crying as his limbs bleed from the exertion.*