Pokékon (ポケット昆虫): Chapter One – HD Extended Edition

Experience Party With Hobos for the very first time in High Definition with over 2500 words worth of descriptive writing infused into the one episode.

Before Season 10 debuts this summer,  experience Codien’s only solo episode, again, in a new revamped extended edition. Read Chapter One: ‘HD Extended Edition’ before he releases the long awaited Chapter Two of his special B-Side series called Pokékon (ポケット昆虫).

Sparks fly and tempers rise as Ryku tricks Minotaur into believing insects are ‘Pokémon’.

CHAPTER ONE

All Adventures
Begin With A Lie

In a mysterious garden,
hidden far away from sight,
sits a small boy with a jar,
a net
and a bag,
collecting small bugs…

 

1 EXT. GARDEN – MIDDAY

Ryku is squatting behind a bush. He’s been balancing on the heels of his feet for 20 minutes and his patience is wearing thin. He gently places a piece of food the size of three grains of salt on the ground, and then he sits back.

RYKU
Please, come out little insects.

He raises the jar above his head, ready to strike at any moment.

RYKU
Come on…

A small shiny scarlet beetle with a striking golden stripe down its middle cautiously scuttles out of hiding from the bush. Its antennae smell the ground before it. Ryku bites his tongue in anticipation. This particular beetle has eluded his attempts to capture it already.  Thoughts of uprooting the bush and strangling its green limbs are playing on his conscience.

RYKU
Yes, that’s the way. Almost…

His eyes are fixed in concentration on the slow moving beetle. A droplet of sweat forms on his face. The beetle is oblivious to the large dark figure looming over it, only curious about the food that mysteriously appeared.

RYKU
Just a little closer…

He holds the jar above the beetle.

RYKU
You’re mine!

MINOTAUR
What ya’ doing Ryku?

Ryku is startled backwards and drops the jar in panic. The beetle, also in a panic, quickly dives avoiding the large falling object (a LFO) with its refined elusive skills. (To Ryku, the beetle simply jumped aside; to Scarlet the Beetle, and her friends watching in horror from the bush, she performed the most elusive technique known to beetles: consisting of several somersaults, two backflips, and a four handed cart wheel. Stories of Scarlet’s miraculous performance against the LFO quickly spread from beetles to earthworms to snails to butterflies. She quickly became an idol amongst her peers, being praised for her dare-devilish behaviour and superior elusive skills against LFOs. She even began teaching a popular class for ‘Elusive Skills Against LFOs’. Her quick rise to fame even surpassed Terra the Earthworm’s quick assent from his avian survival story. Unfortunately, Scarlet’s popularity was short lived. Her training class was shut down after several beetle youths had tragically died attempting to emulate Scarlet’s skills below a falling pot-plant.  Scarlet was slandered at whatever stone or dirt yard she crossed. She soon became suicidal. Two days later she was found–what was left of her–flattened on a busy foot path for giants. Terra the Earthworm, amongst others, was very glad to hear this.)

RYKU
Uh, No! Mino?! What are you doing here?

Ryku looks up at Minotaur from the ground with embarrassment and annoyance. Minotaur is leaning over him, scrutinising Ryku splayed out on the floor, the empty jar rolling away from him, and a scarlet beetle cartwheeling into the bushes. Behind him stands Kyan, clearly amused by the small event.

KYAN
This is Mino’s backyard.

Minotaur notices the large bag with several other jars strapped to it. Inside a few are trapped insects. One of them doesn’t seem to be alive. He taps on the jar.

MINOTAUR
Are you stealing bugs from my garden, again?

Minotaur and Kyan share a small laugh.

RYKU
They’re for my collection.

KYAN
Are you going to, “Collect em’ all”?

Minotaur and Kyan roll on the ground laughing. Ryku begins packing his bag in grumbling annoyance. His attempts to ignore them are useless once the pair of rolling buffoons (as Ryku so happily imagined them) began pounding their fists on the dirt in a barbaric primitive manner. (It’s important to note that this was not a tribal action Minotaur’s ancestor’s performed because mythological folk were never barbaric, except for dwarves–but we won’t discuss the trivialities of dwarvish table manners. Simply, Minotaur imitated.)

RYKU
So what? I’ve been walking backwards and forwards through the low grass, searching every bush for hours trying find every bug in this region, to do exactly that…

Ryku raises the empty jar resolutely and grins.

RYKU
To “Collect em’ all.”

Minotaur and Kyan sit up off the ground and glance at each other. In unison they burst out with an uproar of laughter and continue their rolling. Ryku picks up his bag and walks away exasperated. Kyan calls out mid-roll.

KYAN
You’re a lunatic!

Ryku stops walking and begins to think. A small smile appears; if you looked closely enough you would’ve seen the signs of evil looming in the corner of that smile.

RYKU
What if I said these insects were Pokémon

Minotaur turns around, eyes wide, and stammers to reply. Minotaur has always been an avid fan of the Pokémon series.

MINOTAUR
R−r−real Pokémon?

RYKU
Very real. Almost unbelievably real. A new entire generation – consisting almost entirely of bugs.

Minotaur’s eyes sparkle and his mouth opens in amazement producing a sparkling waterfall of drool. Unlike Minotaur, Kyan sees through Ryku’s deception and rolls his eyes at Minotaur’s naïveté.

KYAN
Mino, he’s just lying to make you collect bugs with-

Minotaur’s arm reacts on its own accord with a quick magical uppercut to Kyan’s chin, sending him staggering backwards and down to the ground. Minotaur’s expression remains as beautiful as ever: sparkling and drooling.

MINOTAUR
Will I get a starter Pokémon?

RYKU
A starter Pokémon? Ohuh yes, your starter Pokémon, of course. Well, first we have to see Professor Zey.

Minotaur squeals delightedly. Ryku smiles with pride at his ability to improvise on the go – he’s always thought he should join an Improvisational theatre group.  

RYKU
Now, go run along in the short grass while I talk to our “rival” Kyan.

MINOTAUR
But I don’t have my own Pokémon to protect me.

RYKU
Nothing will hurt you.

MINOTAUR
And I need running shoes, to run away with.

RYKU
You don’t need running shoes. You already have shoes.

MINOTAUR
I can’t run in these.

RYKU
Then just walk!

MINOTAUR
Fine! But if I get attacked by a wild Pokémon, that’s on your conscience. There’s no save game in the real world, bro!

Ryku places his hand to his face, commonly referred to as the Jean-Luc Picard ‘face-palm’, and sighs.

RYKU
Stop worrying. Trust me, you’ll be fine.

Minotaur tiptoes cautiously into the bushes. Behind Ryku, Kyan watches in frustration. He then attempts to penetrate the back of Ryku’s skull with his death stare.   

KYAN
He’s going to kill you when he finds out there are no real Pokémon.

*          *          *

As Ryku turns to retort back at Kyan, Minotaur quickly gains the confidence to run around widely and begins diving in and out of the grass like a common seagrass porpoise. His gallivanting begins to disrupt the occupants in the grass.    

Wild BEETLE appeared!
Wild BEETLE used BITE!

MINOTAUR
Rawr! Ow–ow! Something bit me, something bit me!

Minotaur begins to frantically search the grass and brush himself down.

MINOTAUR is confused!
It hurt itself in its confusion!
MINOTAUR fainted!

*              *              *

Ryku and Kyan watch perplexed as Minotaur flails his arms around before finally fainting below the grass. Ryku swallows heavily.

RYKU
Well, I won’t let that happen.

He looks down at Kyan with the same smile that contains a hint of evil.

RYKU
And since we beat you in battle…

He jumps on top of Kyan and rises with a fistful of dollar bills.

RYKU
Hey Mino, guess what? We won some money from our first battle.

Minotaur raises his fist through the grass.

MINOTAUR
Woohoo! Pokéballs for us tonight!

Kyan grumbles to himself as Ryku walks off to help Minotaur out of the grass.

MINOTAUR
It was horrible Ryku.

RYKU
It looked horrible. But look, you survived.

Once Minotaur is back on his feet he refuses to let go of Ryku’s hand. When Ryku goes to pull away Minotaur snarls and clamps his hand even tighter.

RYKU
 Alright, alright.

Ryku shudders as both their hands intermingle. But he lets it continue out of sympathy because he believes Minotaur might need the comfort after his brush with death. They start to walk away from the garden.

MINOTAUR
How does the name Percy, sound?

RYKU
It’s okay. Why?

MINOTAUR
Or maybe Achilles? Oh! What about Cronos? Yes, I like Cronos.

RYKU
I honestly have no idea-

MINOTAUR
You can say it real menacingly like: Cronos. Chronos. Caronos.

(Usually, Ryku would’ve spent his time trying to decipher Minotaur’s conversation or at least played along to avoid a violent reaction from him, but he was too busy worrying over how Zey will reach to his manipulation of Minotaur.) They approach the back door of the house.

RYKU
Oh, look at that we’re here. You can let go now.

Ryku slithers his hand free and opens the door.

 

2 INT. MINOTAUR’S HOUSE – MIDDAY

RYKU
Professor Zey? Zey? ZEY! Please get out here now!

Zey is sitting on a couch in the other room. He sighs holding his pet whale named Whaley.

ZEY
What do you want Ryku?

A wave of relief hits Ryku. He nervously smiles at Minotaur. 

RYKU
I would like, “Professor Zey“, to come out here and see us…Now. Please.

ZEY
Sorry. Can’t. I’m waxing Whaley.

Zey is cradling Whaley in his arms like a baby, rubbing a bar of wax on her back. He rubs his nose on the top of her head between her blowhole and her eyes; a tickle spot found on most species of whales that cause their tails to wave in delight – however, it’s not recommended on a blue whale. Ryku nervously laughs and forces a smile. In desperation he hurries into the next room. Minotaur quietly slinks into the room also and silently rises behind the couch.

MINOTAUR
Hey Gramps! My name is “chronos”. I’m a boy.

Minotaur winks at the frightened boy and his whale.

MINOTAUR
Oh my gosh! Is that a Wailord?

(Ironically, Whaley does look like the species of Pokémon called Wailord, except shrunk to the size of a turtle. She’s probably the closest thing to a real-life Pokémon anyone will ever meet.) Zey holds onto Whaley as she whimpers.

ZEY
What do you want? You’re ruining my bonding time with her.

RYKU
We’re here to get our starting Pokemon, remember?

Ryku winks with ferocity yet Zey stares blankly, unresponsive to the assault of winks fired in his direction. He’s utterly confusion.

ZEY
Your what…

Ryku is beginning to sweat and resorts to spelling out the words with his body in an exaggerated manner.

RYKU
We – are here – to get – our – Pokémon…gramps. 

MINOTAUR
OUR POKEMON! OUR POKEMON! OUR POKEMON!

During Minotaur’s strange crowing in excitement, reminiscent of Peter Pan, Ryku quietly takes out three jars from his bag and rolls them to Zey. Three different insects stop before his feet: a pale blue and yellow Butterfly (flying-water type), struggling to fly within its small confinements; an orange and black Beetle (earth-fire type), trying to roll off its back; and a bright green grasshopper (fighting-grass type), continually bouncing between the walls.

*              *              *

[*The following dialogue between Zey and Ryku is not spoken. It is communicated through their body and face.]

ZEY
*Are you serious? You think he’s going to believe these are Pokémon? 

RYKU
*Yes. Pretend? Please?

ZEY
*Why should I–this is ridiculous. He’s going to kill you when he finds out there are no real Pokémon.

RYKU
*Uh! I’m not going to let that happen!

Zey shakes his head in disapproval.

ZEY
*The things I do for you.

[*Thus concludes the silent interaction segment. Dialogue is now spoken as per usual; loud and boisterously.]

*              *              *

Minotaur watches perplexed as Zey and Ryku finish making a series of strange fleeting motions with their bodies and faces. It appeared to him that they were sharing something very special and he decided not to disturb them.  Zey looks up at Minotaur and awkwardly smiles.

ZEY
Oh! Uh yes, your – Pokémon – are right here Mino– 

MINOTAUR
Cronos!

ZEY
Cronos? Ah yes, Cronos. My memory must be fading. Now, are you a boy or a girl?

MINOTAUR
Gramps! I’m fed up with waiting!

ZEY
Fine, insolent little child! Here. Pick one.

Zey holds up the three jars and Minotaur’s face lights up. He leans in closely to the jars.

MINOTAUR
I’ll take…Which one’s the fire type?

Zey stares blankly at Minotaur and the jars. Unsure of which is the fire type he slowly decides to point to the beetle.Minotaur excitedly snatches the jar and squishes his face against its side.

MINOTAUR
I’ll nickname you: Buggy.

ZEY
Buggy?

MINOTAUR
And I’ll love you and feed you and train you and fight with you again and again and again–until I find something stronger.

Buggy cowers away from the large deformed face squished around its temporary glass prison. Zey tries to hide his laughter but Minotaur notices it.

MINOTAUR
What’s so funny, senile old man?

Zey stops laughing and glares. Before he can open his mouth Ryku jumps onto him and holds his hands over his face. A small battle endures between Whaley and Ryku’s face. After a few slaps and gummy-bites Ryku bounds up off the ground.

RYKU
Well, we got what you wanted. Time for us to leave. Thanks Professor. 

Ryku quickly hurries Minotaur out of the room leaving Zey to comfort Whaley and the two other jars alone.

MINOTAUR
And how dare you forget my name!

Ryku keeps his head low in agony as he feels the familiar sensation of a death-stare in the back of his skull.

 

3 EXT. MINOTAUR’S GARDEN – MIDDAY

Ryku is very relieved. Surprisingly it went easier then he imagined. Minotaur has his own “Pokémon” and Ryku is ready for the real part.

RYKU
Ready to catch some Pokémon?

MINOTAUR
You bet! Hey Ryku…

RYKU
Yeah?

MINOTAUR
If I find out there are no real Pokémon, I will kill you.

RYKU
I know you would Mi–Cronos. I know you would.

 

And so,

the unlikely duo of Ryku and Minotaur I mean Cronos,

with no goals, no morals,

and no clear sense of direction,

head out to start their journey

towards an unknown end.

 

*              *              *

 

4 INT. MINOTAURS HOUSE – DUSK

Zey and Whaley are watching an old comedy while sipping homemade lemonade.  Suddenly a mysterious hooded figure approaches them. Whaley begins to whimper. Zey is concerned and strokes her back.

ZEY
What’s wrong girl? Do you need me to help you go to the toilet again?

The hooded figure startles them with a raspy voice.

HOODED FIGURE
Professor Zey?

Zey nervously looks up. His voice is quivering.

ZEY
Yes?

HOODED FIGURE
I need your help to cre-

ZEY
Kyan? What’re you doing wearing that for?

The hooded figure is indeed Kyan. Kyan performs the classic face-palm in disappointment from the failure of his disguise. He removes his hood.

KYAN
Uh, don’t worry. As I was saying: I need your help to create something  for me.

ZEY
Like what?

KYAN
Something…legendary.

As if on cue, thunder cracks, lightning flashes and the room goes dark. Kyan then presses stop on his iPod and turns the lights back on.

tobecontinued…

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