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The Gym Leaders, Elite Four, and Champions of Pokemon are in for a small surprise - you.

This choice: "J-j-j-j-jas...mine!"  •  Go Back...
Chapter #8

She needs a Pick-me-up...

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"J-j-j-j-jas...mine!"

You smiled; looks like you had actually guessed her name correctly.

"Jasmine... that's a nice name. Anyway, Jasmine, could you tell me why you think I'm a hallucination?" you asked, trying to sound as calm as you could. Still, there was a person hundreds of times your size in front of you; you hoped your voice wasn't cracking.

"B-Because... little p-p-people can't exist! And they can't be everywhere at once! There were so many of them... I know you're a hallucination!" she said dramatically, leaning her head down even further.

A bead of sweat broke out on your forehead. This is one HUGE girl.

"L-Listen... those other ones. You may have been able to see them, but w-were you able to confirm whether or not they were real? Surely you weren't able to touch them?"

Jasmine raised an eyebrow.

"W-Well..."

"I can assure you I'm real, and I can prove it to you. Go ahead and pick me up. You shouldn't be able to touch a hallucination..." you tried to reason.

"Um... I guess it won't hurt." she said, getting down on her hands and knees and reaching her hand toward you.

"Don't scream... don't scream... don't scream!" you chanted in your mind. You finally had the attention of a normal sized person; don't blow it know.

Still, the sight of that monstrously enormous hand moving slowly toward you almost made you lose your cool, which had been an advantage when reasoning with Jasmine.

Her palm rested on the ground before you, with her massive thumb and index finger poised to snatch you up. They clamped around your waste, pinning your entire body as you were lifted up.

Jasmine gasped, putting her other hand over her mouth as she indeed felt your presence, and she lifted you up to her face to get a better look.

"N-No. I-I could be crushed..."

You realized how powerless you were, but it was too late now. You had just made yourself far more vulnerable, without even the option to run.

Fear was still omnipresent in those billboard-sized eyes, but there was the faint glimmer of curiosity underneath it all. Meanwhile, you had lost the advantage of a calm mind. You and Jasmine simply stared at each other, both of you locked in fear of one another.
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You have the following choices:

1. Jasmine believes you and everything goes smoothly.

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2. Your panic overtakes you.

3. Jasmine still doesn't believe you.

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