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That's where you wanna go to get away from it all...

Who: WHOEVER
What: A FABULOUS ISLAND VACATION
Where: TIKI ISLAND
When: July 22nd-~~July 29th~~ August 5th
Warnings: SHENANIGANS

Ah, the simple pleasures of sun, sand, sea and sky.

After a rather uneventful plane ride, the collective staff and students of the Academy find themselves on a quaint tropical island resort, to commence what should prove to be a very relaxing and well-deserved break before classes resume.

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Everyone is swiftly brought to the resort proper, a straw-and-bamboo complex that will be home for the weeks. Though slightly archaic-looking, the hotel is surprisingly modern, with all the amenities of a luxury hotel.

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Hang at the tiki bar! Enjoy delicious island food and drink. Chill at the pool or the beach. There are even tiki golf carts to get you around in style. Then, when you're tired, head back to your room and crash.

Should you choose to explore the jungles that surround the resort, you'll soon find the remnants of some kind of ancient civilization. Rumors abound at the hotel of unfathomable treasure...and of terrible curses.

But they're probably just rumors. Right?

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Hello and welcome to a Very Fabulous Smash Academy Island Vacation! Please use this log as a hotel hub for meetings and general interaction! When you start a thread, remember to put a location/description/date or time in the subject line, and link when you thread-hop.

Beyond this, you are encouraged to make your own journal posts (the hotel has internet for logging onto the school network, of course) and logs (be sure to tag them with *event - island vacation). Should you decide to log some cursed temple adventures, please be warned you might be surprised by a mod-type NPC. Additionally, if you would like this mysterious NPC anywhere, just poke a mod and we'll take care of it for you. Curses and treasures can, of course, be anything you'd like them to be! Refer to the original event post for more details.

As always, let a mod know if you have any questions. Happy vacationing!

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Someone had been avoiding everyone for the entire trip. Hiding in his room, or when others were seeking him out, hiding in other places around the island. But he was getting restless. He needed to stretch his legs and get a little fresh air.

And all the yelling caught his attention. Familiar yelling. He walked quickly to the source of all the sounds and found a whole bunch of people and... Bulbasaurs. He frowned, but didn't say anything.

Vinnie landed deftly in the grass only to hear a giant CRACK-! split the tree just behind him. Aghast that Max could somehow harm an innocent tree, he turned around just in time to see his two pursuers plunge into the cursed pool.

Oh... Damn. The resounding splash practically emptied the spring. You know Max, with moves like that, you weren't exactly in the best position to lecture Vinnie on being too reckless.

With some concern, he stopped running and trotted back over to make sure Green didn't get crushed underneath all 350 pounds of Max. But as he did so, something else - or rather, someone else caught his eye.

Little Vinnie brightened up and rushed over to the former Squirtle, forgetting the fact that none of his teammates had ever encountered him as a Bulbasaur before. His spots were still the same, but it was still a little surreal to see him cry out, "Saa, there you are! Where were you?! I've been looking for you, saur!" Oops, Green was temporarily forgotten. Sorry, guy.

Arising, as Neptune from the ocean, was Max out of the cursed pool that was like two feet deep.

And in his arms, he cradled an ivysaur.

"Green, I'm so sorry," he said as he continued to hold the ivysaur to his manly bosom.

"VINNIE I'M GONNA HAVE YOUR ASS FOR DINNER," yelled Max. This was Vinnie's fault. All Vinnie's fault.

"At least you ain't a bulbasaur," said Max, as he floundered out of the pool and set the trainer down. "Somebody'll show you how to turn human real soon."

Marie attempted to take in the fact that, what looked like, a miniature, Bulbasaur Vinnie was talking to him, and Max's outburst involving having Vinnie's ass for dinner at the same time. It wasn't working. And for a minute, he stared dumbstruck at the little Bulbasaur.

"What are you..." he sputtered out, kneeling down and touching Vinnie's bumpy little head. "What."

Green didn't even have enough time to realize something was wrong before Max informed him, but as soon as he was out of the water, he noticed the difference. One being that he was looking down at four feet and a Saur body as opposed to his own, human body. He squirmed out of Max's arms, landing on the ground and all of a sudden becoming aware of the grass on the ground in a way he had never been before, not to mention the trees. He felt a pair of little ears on his head twitch, and he held up a single foot, looking down forlornly at it, and then around all of the other Saurs around him. Excellent, was that Marie? Sure, he was a Bulbasaur instead of a Squirtle, but he had the same expression and the same freckles. Not to mention, Bulba had just barreled through the bushes and right into Vinnie. He cast his now red eyes at his starter.

"... Awesome. " It was of course, dripping with sarcasm.

Please hold, Marie. He just had to yell at Max for a second.

"IT'S NOT MY FAULT YOU WERE DUMB ENOUGH TO FALL IN, SA! AND YOU HURT THE TREE, SAUR!"

Yes, this was a miniature Vinnie reporting in. He turned his attention back to Marie, excitedly jumping up at him like a happy puppy - although he could only really reach his knees.

"I only fell into those weird pools once by accident, but that time it wasn't my fault. But I was worried about you cuz I couldn't find you anymore cuz I wasn't a Venusaur anymore, but you're here, basaur!"

And then a third Bulbasaur, a shiny one, came and ran right into them.

Of course Bulba didn't stay there for long. He had no sooner run in to them than he was shaking himself back up to his feet. Vinnie had been preoccupied with Marie (oh hi) anyway, and Bulba had far more pressing matters to attend to like Green and that Ivysaur that was staring at him in a way that actually reminded Bulba a lot of Green and what had Max just apologized for?

Bulba stared at the Ivysaur. Then he ran over to stand in front of him, head cocked and a frantic look on his face. This was definitely the last pool Bulba had been in to, so this was... The most attractive Ivysaur he'd ever seen. Oh no. Oh no.

"... Green?"

Green tried to take a step towards Bulba, but just sort of slipped onto the ground. That one step had brought with it a wave of.... stuff. It wasn't like he could hear all the leaves on the trees, really, but like... he could feel them, man. Needless to say, the sudden hyper awareness of the nature surrounding left him a little overwhelmed. It seemed like being around this many other bulbs and flowers was affecting him as well. He felt a kind of kinship with all others in the immediate area, despite the fact that he was pretty pissed at Max and Vinnie at the moment. However, it only elevated his comfort in seeing Bulba, and he fought the urge to just nuzzle with him in the shade of a tree or some other hippie bs.

He looked a bit ill.

"Yeah. It's me. I think." He tried to take another step, but miscalculated and flopped down again.

Vinnie had been bowled over by Bulba before Marie could say anything back, so it took a second to shake off the surprise of being interrupted. Once he was on his feet again though, he finally noticed the Ivysaur that had emerged from the pool.

An Ivysaur that was having problems with walking, apparently. But still! He looked around at everyone who had gathered, by circumstance of Green's amazing scent, to the pool.

Slowly, an immeasurable joy filled Vinnie, and he began beaming from ear to ear. "Hey... EVERYONE'S a Saur!"

Full sympathies to the guys who didn't actually want to be Saurs, but this was the Most Amazing Thing to the wild Bulbasaur. In his elation he was bouncing like a kid at Christmas, squealing. "This is so cool!"

The Ivysaur pushed himself up and settled for sitting on his haunches, shooting the more excitable of the Bulbasaurs a look that could wilt flowers, were that not like murder. Must have been from the poison side of him.

"Yeah. Well. It's a new experience, that's for sure."

The comment sounded tired, but not necessarily mean. It was hard to squash the kid's enthusiasm with the state he was in now.

He still smelled like flowers, but not for the same reason.

Bulba was a little torn between "auuugh no something horrible happened to Green" and "oh no this is sort of the best." The part of him that had never had a group of saurs of his very own was secretly delighted with this turn of events, but he was openly more concerned than anything else.

He scooted next to Green, giving him an encouraging nudge with his head. "It'll be okay," he told him in a very matter-of-fact sort of way. It felt safer saying it now that he knew for real that everything seemed to be temporary, and hey, turning into an Ivysaur was actually a sweet deal in Bulba's eyes. He might have been a biiiit biased.

"Pretend it's kind of like crawling," he instructed quietly in Green's ear, in regards to his walking issues. Green you smelled reLly good. "Kind of like... Uh. Walking with training wheels."

"Bulba maybe it'd be better if you showed Green how to turn into a human guy," Max kindly suggested after watching Green fail to walk more than two steps. "Unless that's what you're whisperin' in his ear about."

"I'd show him but the way I do it leaves you naked ~~and I don't think we could handle the sight of Green's girth~~ and that ain't very convenient."

"Or Marie or Vinnie if you could focus that long can show him; I don't care who does it just as long as somebody does."

Oh Max. Trust you to take this Saur Party and spoil all of the fun with your orders and your ordering.

"Me being naked wouldn't be a problem if I could just fish my clothes out of the water," Green growled.

Max wasn't the only one who would be ruining this Saur Party. After Marie had tumbled over, thanks to Bulba, he just sat there. Looking pathetic. And frowning at everyone. All the dumb 'Saurs. After a moment's consideration, he spoke.

"It's not cool," Marie snapped at Vinnie. He turned to Green and assured him, "And it's not going to be okay. You're going to stay like this forever." He pouted.

Thank you Marie, for always staying positive.

"No we're not." Vinnie trotted over to put himself in between Marie's line of sight and the Ivysaur. "I already got turned t'other stuff, and I didn't stay like that, saur. Even if you turn dead, it's not forever!"

He glanced backwards at the Green and Bulba for a second, something on the tip of his tongue that he wasn't sure about saying. But the moment passed, and he whipped back to stare at Marie with a hurt look on his face.

"Saa... Being a Bulbasaur isn't that terrible, is it?"

Max looked over his shoulder, spied Green's pants, shirt and underwear floating on the top of the water. His shoes, Max assumed, were beneath.

Max, who was really over-using these venusaur powers to the MAX (what were you expecting from him, dear reader?) and who would surely come to miss them once they were gone, sent his vine whip vines back into the water to get Green's clothes. They came out, dripping wet, and Max took the shirt in his hands and lightly squeezed it in his palms. He accidentally pressed too hard, and instead of wringing it dry, the shirt turned into a ~beautiful diamond~. Max squeezed most of the water out of Green's shirt, then wrung the water out of Green's pants, being careful not to wring out the top part of the pants where the pockets were - wallet, cellphone, what have you, would have resided up there. The underwear he just... didn't wring out.

"A bulbasaur's sorta the opposite of what Marie's always been," Max said to Vinnie. Like sticking a giant, muscular bear of a man into the tiny, tiny body of a 12 year old bulbasaur boy. "You thought bein' a firefox guy sucked. He probably thinks the same thing about bein' a bulbasaur."

Would you like Max to whisper you the secret of turning into a human, Green? He can whisper it to you.

Vinnie frowned. It wasn't the same as being a Fire Type! Bulbasaurs couldn't burn things and weren't consumed by these feelings of anger and pride. Being a Bulbasaur was great!

Then again, if that was the case, then why was Marie so unhappy? That wasn't what he wanted at all...

"But being a Ninetales was lonely. I couldn't be near anyone and I was hungry all the time a-and I hurt people by accident!" He glanced over at Max, another victim of the Ninetales's lack of control. Even if he never properly apologized for the Will o' Wisp, there was definitely regret in his eyes.

"I just t-thought... since everyone was Saurs, we wouldn't have to feel alone anymore, sa." Vinnie sniffed loudly, suddenly feeling ashamed for his earlier delight. "And then we could go back to being brothers cuz I miss him...!"

Max had pretty much answered for Marie. That was almost exactly it. He was the opposite of who he had always been, and he had never cared for Grass types anyway. Being a Bulbasaur was not great.

Vinnie's boyish sadness made him feel a little sad too at first, but what he was saying just annoyed him. Suddenly because they were all Bulbasaurs, everything was all better? Absolutely not. Marie didn't like Bulba and he didn't like Green and he wished he could just die instead of be 'saurs just like them.

He turned his head away from Vinnie and continued to pout. Marie was a brat.

"Of course I'm going to tell him," Bulba had been saying to Max about the secret of turning human. He was also kind of giving Max a Look, as broken trees and the amount of water not in the pool were strong indicators about who Bulba was looking to first about why Green was suddenly a grass type.

And then there was the ball of negativity that was Marie. Bulba didn't know anything about anything about what was going on between him and Vinnie, or even that there actually was anything going on. The natural Bulbasaur couldn't blame him for being upset for being something he didn't want to be. It was understandable to be grumpy. That didn't mean Bulba could approve what he had said to Green, and he wasn't really liking this overall situation. That unofficial big brother sense was kicking back in. He frowned.

"You're not alone," he spoke up softly in Vinnie's direction, though he stayed close to Green's side. "And it'll take more than a change of forms and feeling grumpy to stop being brothers." Personal experience talking, perhaps.

Vinnie slumped backwards to sit on his little hind Bulbasaur legs, staring mournfully at the back of Marie's head. The silence that greeted him was quietly breaking his heart - he couldn't help it if he wanted a family of Saurs again. It couldn't replace Red Team, of course he knew that, but right now in this childlike form, all he yearned for was the security of social pod. He was a growing boy, after all.

"But..." He stared at the ground for a moment. What did he have to do to make Marie feel better? After a second of thinking, Vinnie leapt to his feet and shot Max a look that read, I know it's stupid but I'm gonna fix this and you can't stop me.

"Then I'm gonna go find the Squirtle pool!" Well, yeah it was the same idea that crossed his mind as Venusaur, but this time he was impulsive enough to actually do it.

Bulba, Max has no idea what that look is trying to convey. Quite likely, you're silently voicing your solidarity with Max in believing that this is all Vinnie's fault. (It is.)

But then Vinnie started blathering on about his great idea. Max, who had just set the damp clothes down on the ground next to Ivygreen, looked down at Vinnie and stared daggers at him. There were knives coming out of his eyes, and they were aimed directly at Vinnie's stupid face.

"Like hell you are," Max said. "That's the stupidest thing I ever heard, and trust me, I know from stupid. These pools don't just turn you into pokemon. Green started smellin' like flowers. I heard," and really how could you not hear this, "that Lash turned into a fifty-foot-tall-demon-with-flamin'-hair for a few days. How in hell are you supposed to get into a pool to reverse that if the pools are all the size of your big toe? I'm sure there's all sorts of things people turned into that I just don't know about 'cause I had to spend most of my days sittin' out in the sun just so I got the energy to move."

"You try and pull a stunt that dumb and crazy I will personally fly to Kanto, pull Red offa whatever stupid mountain he's on and have him deal with you. Green, Bulba, back me up here, tell him he's bein' dumb."

Green, who was once again slumped on the ground, rolled his eyes, an odd expression on the face of an Ivysaur.

"I don't give a shit what Vinnie does, as long as he doesn't fall into the ocean and drown. If there's a Squirtle pool, whatever, toss Marie in. Hold his head under, for all I care. All I want is two things: I don't wanna have to hear from Red about it, and I wanna be in a human form."

He huffed. All complaining aside, he supposed Max did have a point, as much as he hated to admit it.

"But he's right that these pools are unpredictable. It's all gonna wear off in a few days, so might as well be pissed off 'till the end of the week and go back to normal." Not like Marie was going to listen to anything he had to say. Despite the fact that he had known the Squirtle for many years, they definitely never got on.

For a second, Vinnie's idea sounded great. A Squirtle pool? He'd happily jump right in and never come out. But as Max and Green replied, he realized it wasn't such a great idea after all. He may have been angry with Vinnie, but he definitely didn't want him to have flaming demon hair.

"Don't do it, Vinnie. It's okay," Marie mumbled, still looking away.

It had been a week already, and he hadn't changed back yet. Sure, Marie was growing impatient. And yes, he was positive he would be a Bulbasaur forever. But everyone else was making it sound like such an awful idea and hell no Marie didn't want Red to know about any of this.

"We all just have to make the best of it." Even Bulba had been trying to take advantage of being able to float, even if it hadn't worked out all the time. Every silver lining was a bit different. "Don't worry too much if he doesn't want to do that." It was Marie's choice to be sulky if he wanted to.

Bulba gave Vinnie a lingering look before he turned back to Green. If Marie was telling him not to do it too, then hopefully the smaller saur would listen long enough for Bulba to divert his attention to pressing trainer matters. "Let's get you human then. Um..." And then Bulba explained the process to the best of his knowledge. "It might take a few tries, but you'll definitely be able to get it. You just have to concentrate."

Well, since Green wanted nothing more than to be human, he figured it would be fairly easy to visualize himself as one. However, it still managed to take him a few different attempts of squeezing his eyes shut in a rather unflattering expression before he was finally able to make the connection. It was a weird feeling, just a moment of a weird shooting upwards, and then...

That's where you wanna go to get away from it all...

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