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Welcome to another exciting installment of Spacemon, the tale of a Pokemon TRPG campaign! It is a sci-fi space epic played using the Pokemon Tabletop United (PTU) system and GMed by fellow TAY author DragonStorm247. You can get caught up on our previous adventures here!

Previously on Spacemon…

Arlon Jett sent the crew of the UAS Helix after Dr. Armstrong, the man he has been looking for, the man Mr. Silver wants captured or killed. They traveled to the Genevan world of Parisia to attend a lecture by Armstrong and ended up in a battle with men sent by Mr. Silver to kill him. In the battle Dmitri’s Metang was killed, sending him into a violent rage! The crew of the Helix now rush back to their ship with Armstrong in tow. It is time to escape this world!

H and Alex run away from the auditorium, pulling the confused Dr. Armstrong along with them. They get to the mag-train station quickly and safely board the train.

“What’s going on!?” Armstrong shouts out in the empty car as he starts to come around.

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“We’re saving your ass, Gramps!” Alex shouts back.

“Wh- What happened?”

“There were people trying to kill you!”

“Wait, there were?” H asks. “What?”

“Yeah, the shady guys in the back,” Alex tells him.

“There weren’t any shady guys,” H says matter-of-factly.

“Yeah, there were.”

“Couldn’t have been.”

“You were too busy focusing on the lecture to notice.”

“Hmm…”

They finish the ride in silence and quickly make it back to the Helix. The others return only a few minutes later and they all board the ship.

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“Looks like you made the evening news,” Minerva says as they walk past the bridge. They look over and see news drones flying above the Belaviure campus on the news report playing on the viewscreen.

“I told you we should have dressed up like Space Ninjas!” Alex blurts out.

“We weren’t planning on it,” Shane tells Minerva, ignoring Alex’s comment. “Just get us the hell out of here.”

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“Don’t wanna be on TV?” Minerva asks as she fires up the engines. “I don’t blame you. Being on TV’s overrated anyway.”

Dmitri wanders off and locks himself away in his room while the others bring Armstrong to the mess area to talk to him.

“What happened?” H asks the group. “Why did we have to take Armstrong?”

“There were people there to kill him,” Shane tells him.

“I told him that already,” Alex chimes in. “But he didn’t believe me.”

“Hmm…” H grunts. He then turns to Armstrong. “Apparently there were people trying to kill you. And they were there… but they weren’t.”

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“Well, there’s a reason we didn’t tell you,” Morgan tells H. “We wanted to avoid conflict.”

“That’s pretty usual for your decisions,” H reacts. “Armstrong, how are you feeling?”

“I think I’ll be fine,” the doctor replies between breaths, still winded from the run to the ship.

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“I’m offering this as a courtesy,” Shane tells him. “I can have my Inkay here make you forget everything after the talk, but it’s your choice.”

“Perhaps it is just best to forget,” the doctor replies. D.E.R.P.’s eyes start flashing and Armstrong falls asleep in his chair.

“Does he seem… off... at all to any of you?” Morgan asks.

“Resurrection does weird things to the body,” H replies. “Or, at least, I would assume so.”

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“What?” Alex asks, a confused look on her face.

“He was resurrected so that he could teach me how to become the perfect being,” H tells her. “That’s why we were looking for him. And apparently he’s important to some other people or something.”

“H… I don’t think resurrection is possible,” Morgan chimes in.

“Nor do I, but he’s living proof so… anything’s possible.”

“Well, don’t you think we should ask him what happened first?” Morgan asks. “Maybe he didn’t die.”

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“Hmm… That may be. But it doesn’t explain what happened… when everyone died.”

“What do you mean ‘everyone died?’ What happened?”

“I woke up one day in the lab and… no one was there. All were gone and I was left as the chosen one.”

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“Maybe they just left you there,” Alex suggests. “I can see why they would,” she adds under her breath.

“It was an incredibly complex and secret lab facility,” H tells her. “Followed by the fact that everything was just gone. Things just don’t magically vanish. People would move, there’d be bureaucracy, there’d be complications.”

“Maybe they took everything with them,” Alex suggests.

“Over the course of a few hours?” H asks incredulously. “Impossible.”

“How do you know it was only hours, huh?” Alex asks. “It could have been days, or weeks, or years even. I’ve seen movies! I know lab experiments can wake up after years and not remember anything right!”

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“I would know,” H says firmly. “I know this day better than any day I can remember. This was the day I was chosen. Of course I would know.”

“Yeah? Well… you’re just a stupid robot man!

“Stop it,” Morgan tells Alex. “That’s not helping. H, more about this day. You say you woke up and everything was gone?”

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“Precisely,” H tells her. “The building was abandoned. Everything was gone; it was simply an empty building. All that was left was #1 and myself… And it was at that point that I knew that, through the process we had begun, I was the one who was chosen in the end. I was chosen by the Divine, so the rest weren’t needed. Or so I thought, until now.”

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“Chosen for what exactly?” Morgan asks.

“I was one of many subjects, experiments,” H explains.

“So you were born in a test tube?” Alex asks.

“I don’t know how I was born,” H tells her. “Do you remember how you were born? No you don’t. No one does. I grew up in the lab, raised and created and molded in the lab to come to perfection through testing, through trials. The inferior were weeded out but I was the one left standing. I was the chosen one, and as such I was to lead Humanity’s perfection, which is what I have been doing ever since.”

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Right,” Shane responds.

“The lab itself is what helped me gain perfection,” H continues. “This is a man from the lab. Everyone vanished from the lab when they were no longer needed. Apparently he has been needed again, so he is back. I can only assume he has been resurrected for a divine purpose because I am lacking in what I need.”

“Did it ever occur to you that he never died?” Shane asks.

“Of course he died. That’s why he left.”

“Death is not the only way to leave.”

“Where am I?” Armstrong asks as he begins waking up.

“Welcome to the UAS Helix,” Shane tells him.

“Why am I here?” the doctor asks.

“We just wanted to ask you a few things,” Morgan tells him.

“Such as?”

“Such as why you’ve come back from the dead,” says H.

“Only he believes that,” Shane tells Armstrong.

“I’ve never been dead.”

“Your memories have been tampered with once,” says H. “Why… where did you go? Do you not recognize me? I am Experiment #1749XQR5Z-H.”

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“Come again?” the doctor asks.

“Experiment #1749XQR5Z-”

“-H,” the doctor finishes, snapping to alertness. He sits up and starts poking H in the face, seemingly not believing the sight before him. “Is it really you? After all this time?”

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“I am the one who passed the tests,” says H.

“I am amazed that you are still alive.”

“So am I. You’re the one who died, although you don’t remember it.”

“I never died.”

“As I said, you don’t remember it.”

“You two know each other then?” Shane asks.

“Yes,” says the doctor. “Although I have not seen him since the project got shut down.”

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“Shut down?” H asks, sounding very confused.

“Yes.”

“I thought it was finished. That’s why everyone left.”

“He says he woke up one day and everyone was gone,” Morgan explains.

“The project was shut down rather abruptly,” Armstrong continues. “Our major funders… removed all their support…”

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“Because there was no more need…” says H. “I was… chosen… I was the… completed product.”

“Has he always been this weird?” Shane asks Armstrong.

“They all were… a little different… yes,” the doctor replies.

“What was this project exactly?” Morgan asks.

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“We were… creating the next stage of human evolution, of human life. A stronger man-machine interface. A next-generation cyborg, if you will.”

“Wait…” says Alex. “You were making Eliminators?”

“Machines disguised as humans… not the same as humans becoming something else through machines. They’d be of poor use to Starnet!”

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“You didn’t think you were the only one who’s seen the film, did you?” he asks when Alex gives him a surprised look. “What we were working on was something much… more. But the project was incomplete.”

“Incomplete in the sense that I was able to go out and continue to grow,” H tells him. “But complete in the sense that I had passed the trials.”

“We were only just beginning,” Armstrong tells him. “We were lucky to find a very generous benefactor to fund our research, as long as we delivered results.”

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“Was this benefactor, by any chance, named Mr. Silver?” Shane asks.

“Yes. As long as we delivered results on schedule, he answered questions.”

“How long has it been since you delivered results?” Morgan asks.

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“We kept to the schedule perfectly for years, providing him with progress updates, and occasionally he asked for one of the subjects. We would send them, and would never hear back. This was the arrangement for years… until, one day… he withdrew all funding. We begged Mr. Silver to continue the funding… we were just about to reach the next stage… augmenting the remaining subjects on a micro-level.” He turns back to H. “Everything we did to you up until then was just to prepare you for the second phase… Wide-scale cybernetic reconfiguration on a cellular level.”

“Genius,” says H.

“As soon as I told this to Mr. Silver…” Armstrong continues. “He withdrew all support. He was done. Without him… we were unable to complete the experiments… We had to pack up, move on, give up.”

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“What happened to everything else?” H asks.

“There was nothing else… this Mr. Silver… he took so many of our subjects. You were the only one left.”

“And why was I left?”

“You would have been the next… We would have grown a new batch and continued… but you were the last when he withdrew his funding.”

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“But can we continue now?” H asks. “We may not have his funding, but we have funding enough, at least somehow, apparently.”

“If you’re willing to fund this yourself, H, then feel free,” Shane tells him.

“Wait…” says H, turning back to Armstrong, “You said grow another batch… How could you replace me? I’m the one that worked, succeeded.”

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“You were all the same,” Armstrong tells him. “You were all clones. The others… didn’t fail, we gave them to Mr. Silver.”

“Wait…” says Alex. “The other day you said this Mr. Silver guy was a man-mine-Pokemon thing… But what does that even mean? Who is he anyway?”

“Join the club,” Shane tells her.

“He’s a man we did some jobs for,” Morgan explains. “We never saw his face, never saw who he really is. He communicates through a network of cybernetically implanted Mr. Mimes, with screens for faces. No one knows who he is. Our old friend Arlon Jett is convinced that Mr. Silver lies at the head of a galactic conspiracy… That’s why he asked us to find Armstrong. He believes that Mr. Silver wants him killed and he wants to find out why.”

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“Well, now that that’s out in the open air… Do you have any idea why Mr. Silver might be after you now?” Shane asks Armstrong.

“Perhaps he is after my research…” Armstrong tells him. “Perhaps he wants to silence me… destroy it… I cannot say. I never understood him.”

“Perhaps he wants to prevent the next step,” H suggests.

“Perhaps… It certainly was a… controversial idea.”

“Controversy is the only way to change.”

“I agree, yes… But perhaps Mr. Silver feels otherwise… I cannot say… It would appear nowhere is safe for me now.”

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“You are welcome to stay on the ship with us,” Shane tells him.

“I present a danger to you… Are you sure-”

“Trust me, we’re already enough of a danger to ourselves.”

“Fair enough… I accept your gracious offer. Thank you”

“If I was simply one of many, then why was I left?” H asks Armstrong. “Why was I not moved with the project or-”

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“The project was over.”

“Yes, but why was I left behind, why not dealt with or sent to Mr. Silver as a consolation prize?”

“Mr. Silver cut off all communication… he said that… he had all he needed and had no further interest.”

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“Then why was I simply left alone in the building?”

“An oversight perhaps? I do not know…”

“Perhaps it is a divine blessing. I was chosen. I survived so that we might begin again!”

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Dr Armstrong thinks for a moment, then puts his hands on H’s shoulders. “My boy, if you’re willing to continue, then… so am I.”


Session Notes: Well that was super enlightening! Not only was Armstrong H’s creator but he was working for Mr. Silver! That’s not entirely unexpected though… Mr. Silver is connected to everything. Mr. Silver used this project for his own ends, whatever he needed, which clearly wasn’t what the scientists were aiming to achieve, he got it, and cast the project aside. Mr. Silver is a dangerous man.

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Surprise, surprise, H isn’t actually some chosen one, even though somehow he has still managed to convince himself of that… for the time being. I’m sure DragonStorm will find a way to break him down… Same for the rest of us. But there was some super cool backstory revelation here. I can’t wait for next session!


That does it for this chapter. As always the Spacemon gang and I will be monitoring the comments to foster discussion and answer any questions. Feel free to give feedback and critiques of the writing so I can improve it for the future, or just leave a comment with what you think about what went down in this chapter or what you think might happen next! You can also revisit past chapters, check out the Spacemon Appendix which is a repository of information on all the lore and characters of Spacemon, or like our Facebook page to stay updated on all things Spacemon! Click here for the next exciting installment of Spacemon!