Cutémon Trainer !evPi8COM4k ID:raFZg0CA No.6133162 Report You look up at Joe and he looks down at you and asks "What do you think?" You glance at Professor Lungwort and-
[SFX: growling]
That sounded like a Ribaj! You look at Joe and then look at Professor Lungwort and nod and then Joe nods and says "We'd be happy to eat dinner with you, Professor. I'm Joe. This is Mashi."
"Tamounda!"
What? Tamounda is too scared to come with? You crouch down next to Tamounda!
"Come on, Tamounda!"
When you stand back up, you... What? You just noticed you can't see <span class="mu-r">the human woman</span> anymore?
Professor Lungwort gestures down the hill and says "Hurry, the fog is thickening."
You and Joe look at each other and then you all follow Professor Lungwort down the hill. Even though you're next to Joe you can barely see him because the fog is so thick! After a few moments Professor Lungwort stops in front of a house and opens the door.
"Please, come in. Dinner is being prepared." Professor Lungwort sits down on a couch. Joe looks around the room and then takes off his backpack and sits down on one of the couches. You sit down next to him but you can't see much because it's so dark!
Joe looks around and then says "Um, Professor Lungwort, do you know Professor Ginger?"
"Ginger? Yes. She came here some time ago seeking knowledge of the first human-type mons, and to capture a Psykid. She was only partially successful."
"What do you mean, Professor?"
"To her dismay, little I said was unknown to her."
"Do you mean she knows more than you about human-type mons?" Joe glances at you and looks back up. "But... you're the expert!"
"I have found it rewarding to cultivate that image. Few bother to challenge my claim." Professor Lungwort leans forward and looks at you. "And occasionally, a human-type mon will visit me."
"Ram-ram!"
"Tamounda!"
"Lottatax!"
Professor Lungwort stands up and glares at your mon friends and they all back up to the edge of the fog!
...
What? The fog?
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-g">
Miasmiss is using Feeble!
Ramster can't move!
Tamounda can't move!
Lottatax can't move!
Joe can't move!
You can't move!
</span></span>
"Are you familiar with Miasmiss?" Professor Lungwort looks down at your mon friends. "Alas, none of these are psychic-type mons." He steps over Lottatax and stands in front of you and says "Once there was a mon with the ability to see the stats of other mons. He was called Spykidd. He is gone, but his Judge ability remains. I judge the boy a poor Overseer."
Professor Lungwort glares at you. "And I Judge you, Cutémon. Your <span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-g">MIND</span></span> stat keeps you servile. It is not in the nature of your kind to live in bliss." Professor Lungwort turns toward the fog. "You could not hope to pass my tests, and so you and the boy will join the others."
What? You think you can move your arms and legs?
>Challenge Professor Lungwort (roll 2d100)
>Try to pass Professor Lungwort's tests (roll 1d100)
>Cry for help (roll 2d100)
