1st Case: The Search for P- [Video]

[wboiled]

Oy! Give me back my hat, you mangy panda!

[What a wonderful sound to grace the holocaster very early Thursday morning. Some guy yelling at the top of his lungs, running around Vaniville Town chasing what appears to be a Pancham wearing a rather stylish black fedora This shaky video goes on for a few seconds before abruptly cutting off.]

[It starts up again around ten minutes later, the Pancham having been caught and the hat now on the man's head, where it belongs.]

Ah, so that's how this thing works. Not my usual style, but I can get used to it. No need to tell me where I am; I'm a hard-boiled detective, and I've figured it out already.

[ie, he went up and asked some dude, who proceeded to answer his question after rambling about technology for a while.]

This place is a lot different than I remember it when I played Red as a kid. How many of these Pokemon are out there now? [He nods towards the Pancham in the background, who is busy playing by a fountain.]

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[myheadisnotbig]

Um... A lot? I don't know how many, exactly.

[Says the smallish boy that seems to have a bidoof quiescently flopped over his hair-spike.]

I didn't even know there was a set number! I figured it was like animals back home, and there were more species than we could count.

[wboiled]

There were a hundred and fifty-one, but that was when I played fifteen years ago.

[Then again, maybe he shouldn't be comparing a video game to an actual world of Pokemon.]

[myheadisnotbig]

Played what?

[It's not to say that there wasn't a parallel game in his world. It was just that he wasn't the kind to play handheld games--that was the purview of his scary sister. Plus his world's version sucked. It was basically nothing but one big zubat cave, and NO ONE WANTS THAT.]

[wboiled]

Don't worry about it, kid. It doesn't matter now.

[Trying to explain it would be an exercise in futility, anyway.]