Chemistry of the Antimatter kind (PokeStreamer/Minecraft)

[Stov1212]

Jacob wakes up, not to the sound of his fifth alarm or to his roommate shaking him awake before he misses his first class of the day, but to him landing on his side, slamming into the hard ground, pain radiating through his side as he shrieks, his clothing barely doing anything to protect him from the freezing cold as he scrambles to his feet. The moment he could actually see his surroundings, however, brought him to a standstill.

White. White as far as the eye could see, an unending sea of nothing under the bright blue sky and white clouds, the only thing to disrupt it being a singular book on the ground, attached to what looked like a vambrace of some kind with a small screen underneath. With little other leads on where he was, Jacob picked it up. His eyes were immediately drawn to the screen, with it's glowing text.


[Stream inactive. Automatic activation in 10 minutes.]


"... Hm. That'll be a problem for later me. Now then, for the book." Jacob mutters to themself, strapping the vambrace on as he flips open the book. Surprisingly, it is mostly empty, save for a single circle with an image of a book within it and some sort of exotic glyphs below it. When he ran his finger over the image, however, a sudden shining light had him close his eyes from how bright it was. As several machines, a pickaxe, some sugarcane, sand, and a book fell on the floor, appearing from seemingly nothing, the text on the screen changing without his notice.

[Stream Initializing…]

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Gloria was bored. Capital-B Bored. There was no other way she could call her current situation, stuck at home with a broken arm after the fiasco with Rose and Eternatus. Her team is sharing in the misery, at least. Cinderace was folded over one of those fun spinning stools, just rotating herself in a circle. Lucario was leaning on her shoulder, barely awake while watching her mess around with the tv, scrolling through Pokelive.

"Cinderace, you mind choosing something for us to watch? Nothing's catching my eye." Gloria calls out, with Cinderace flopping off of the stool and landing on her back, looking at the screen.

"Cin… Cin… Cind-Ace?" Cinderace perks up, seeing one stream that's preview screen was almost pure white, compared to the others showing either nature, pokemon, or places like gyms. Lucario perked up as well, lifting his head so he could actually see the screen as Gloria stopped scrolling. "Huh. That is strange, Cinder." he states. "Think it's an illusion, then?".

Interested, Gloria pulls up the stream proper. Not much actually changed from the preview, besides a man with dark hair and pale skin becoming visible, wearing gray slacks and a labcoat along with some sort of device on his arm. Well, that and the surprisingly square hole in the ground near him filled with sand.

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"...So, this burns foodstuff to make power, and this one just melts things into compounds? Neat." Jacob muttered out loud, messing with the machines that appeared, when a 'ding!' rang out from his arm - or rather, the screen currently strapped to his arm.


[CinderAceInYourFace: That's a funky background, mate. Is that an illusion or some sort of simulation?]


Jacob looks at the screen with a blank look before sighing and turning away to continue messing with the machines and replying in a deadpan tone. "....Guess future me is now present me. Fuck me. Nope, this isn't an illusion or simulation. At least, as far as I know, which isn't very much admittedly. Not really my field of expertise. Do you know where I am?"


[CinderAceInYourFace: …Nope, Can't say I'm well-versed in white voids. You mind waiting a sec to see if my Zoroark can tell if it's an illusion some prankster is running on you?]


"Be my guest, whoever you are. I'll just be looking around for anything different. Just like the past five minutes or so. Staring out into the colourless void."

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Cinderace, Lucario, and Gloria were all alert, their previous sleepy demeanor evaporating at the man's words. As Gloria types a response to the man, Cinderace dashes out of the room and Lucario keeps his attention on the screen for anything that may happen.


[CinderAceInYourFace: So, what's your name mate? Might help to pinpoint where you are, y'know, see if any region has a missing person's report out or something.]


As Cinderace runs back in with Zoroark following at a more sedantry pace, the man replies on the screen. "The names Jacob. Professor Jacob Grant, specifically, if that helps you any."

"Ah, Zorah. Can you tell if that place on the screen is an illusion, luv?" Glora says, noticing the pair enter the room. Obliging, he takes a look, bending down closer to the screen and looking for something. After a minute, he bends back up and shakes his head negatively, looking back at Gloria with a questioning look on his face. "The man - Jacob, that is, says that he didn't go there himself, or at least that he doesn't recognize where he is. Was just wondering if it was like an illusion or something like it."

With concern evident on his face, Zoroark hops on the couch next to Cinderace as Gloria brings out her phone and begins dialing Leon…

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[CinderAceInYourFace: Right, Zoroark doesn't think it's an illusion, he's saying it's too uniform. I'm calling up some friends of mine, see if they can get a Porygon to help. Meanwhile, I'm handing Lucario the keyboard.]


"...Right, that might as well happen. Any ideas, Lucario?" Jacob mutters, fiddling with the vambrace as he does so.


[CinderAceInYourFace: Nothing right off the bat, and nothing is catching my eye besides that on your arm and the things you were messing with. What are they?]


Jacob glances at the screen before looking away. " I… don't know. I found it on the ground and I just put it on."


[CinderAceInYourFace: … what. You found a piece of mysterious technology you don't recognize and you just PUT IT ON?!]


"... Listen, there was nothing else around me and it was my best bet on finding out where I am. Of course I put it on, I might have needed the open hand!" Jacob retorts, before pausing and flipping open the book. "Hey, do you recognize any of this?" Jacob says, pointing to the original picture of a book and the glyphs under it.


[CinderAceInYourFace: …That's just standard. Do you not know - wait is this not in standard for y- Y'know what, that's a later discussion. It's asking if you consent to your current situation, basically.]


[LostInTheBuilding(MOD): I'm here, and I've got the Porygons tracking the location. If it's not a prank, we'll see what we can do to assist y]


[LostInTheBuilding(MOD): Right that's bloody weird. All the Porygon could tell is that your IP is at 'Antimatter', wherever or whatever that is, before they fainted. Definitely spreading the word to the other mods and admins about this.]


[ZoruaInATrenchCoat: Just tuned in and what do you mean the staff Porygon fainted? What could even cause that??]


Jacob's gaze bounces between the screen and the ground "...Thank you, Lost. And I would suppose that 'Antimatter' is this stuff on the ground. Let's see…" he replies, gripping onto the pickaxe he attached to a clip on his belt and slamming it into the ground. After a few seconds of doing it, a cuboidal chunk of the ground ceased, and a floating block appeared in its place. Jacob continues, mining several pieces of the white top layer, and beginning to break a few of the second light gray layer underneath.


[CinderAceInYourFace: uh]


[ZoruaInATrenchCoat: …]


[LostInTheBuilding(MOD): the fuck was that]


"...Right, I'm assuming that if you're confused about the whole 'floating block' thing as well, then it's something inherent with where I am. Far as I can tell, if I try to break anything long enough, it shatters and a miniature form of it appears. Fascinating, from a scientific approach. I would honestly be invested in what's happening if I wasn't, y'know, kidnapped here or whatever the term would be. Abducted, I think?" He ranted on, breaking more and more blocks as he did so, stopping only when he had made a sizeable hole in the ground.


[LostInTheBuilding(MOD): You seem… rather calm at the prospect of being stuck somewhere that no one knows where it is.]


"Heh. Well, I wasn't particularly social where I was previously, and I used to hop between projects at work, so I don't have anyone I was friendly enough with to miss. You might call it nihilistic or whatever, but this is the most interesting thing that's happened all month for me. And hey, I'm not really alone, what with whatever is actually streaming this."


[CinderAceInYourFace: Wait, you're not streaming yourself?]


"Yup. Nothing but the white void - or, i guess white void on top of a light gray void, really, as far as the eye can see. And it's rather warm, too, compared to how cold the ground was. Wish it was a bit cooler really, but I'll make do." Jacob notes, feeding some sugarcane into a machine, watching as it spits out a vial with text on it.

'C12H22O11'

"That's… Sucrose. Makes sense, it's a sugar, and I did insert sugarcane. I wonder…" Jacob inserts the Sucrose back into the machine, with three different vials being produced.


[ZoruaInATrenchCoat: Mind filling us in with what's happening there, Jacob?]

[Agreed.]
[Ditto'd]
[Wondering that as well.]


Jacob pauses in his experimenting, looking towards chat. "It seems that this machine is capable of breaking down things to their chemical components, albeit to a simplified degree. Fascinating, really."


[TopRattata: What're chemicals?]


"Chemicals are the building blocks of reality. Everything is made up of them, and everything can be classified by them. Things with Oxygen, Carbon, and Hydrogen are typically organic, like your average plant. Silicon Dioxide, made up of Silicon and Oxygen, are found in rocks like Granite and Diorite! Anything else?" Jacob explains, turning his gaze towards the chat.


[CinderAceInYourFace: Guess that explains why you called yourself 'Professor' earlier, huh?]

[Wait, professor?]

[Huh, this dude's a legit Professor? I mean, i saw the labcout but...]

[Would've though there'd be an announcement of a Professor specializing in 'chemicals', whatever those are.]

[TopRattata: …Neat! Thanks for explaining!]


"No problem, TopRattata." Jacob chuckles, giving a small smile to the chat. His expression quickly sobers though, eyes furrowing. "Hey, StuckInTheBuilding, any updates on your end? I think I've got some information to share if you haven't figured it out yourself."

[LostInTheBuilding(MOD): That you're not in our reality, or even from it? If so, we already know that. We've checked your name in the Global Citizen Database, and unless your're secretly an 83 year-old gentleman from Johto or a toddler in Paldea, you don't exist here.]

[wut]
[pardon?]
[EXCUSW ME????]
[What's this about a database???]
[its what you're trainer id links to.]
[*your]
[dang it.]
[lol]
[lol]
[lol]

[CinderAceInYourFace: Of fucking couse this happens on a Friday. WHY IS IT ALWAYS FRIDAY?!?!?]



Jacob stalls, staring at the chat as it breaks down to a rapid blur as everyone tries to comment, only catching a few comments as they rush by.


[<The stream has been put into Moderator-only mode.>]


[LostInTheBuilding(MOD): right, should've expected that. Anyways, we've notified the rest of Interpol along with the Rangers and they're currently discussing what to do with the Aether Foundation. They're the leading organization on dimensional travel btw, they've helped with a crises relating to them previously. If anyone can help you, they can. Meanwhile, Chat: Remember that Jacob can't read any of you if you are all talking. Take your time and don't spam.]


[<The stream is no longer in Moderator-only mode. Thank you for your patience!>]


[Well then. We've heard the boss, no spamming!]
[roger]
[ayup]
[indeed]
[wait, isn't this spamming]
[oh it is, sorry Lost!]


Jacob chuckles, turning away from chat. "Well then. Guess I'm in good hands, then? If that's true, then there's only one thing to do…" he states, pausing dramatically


[TopRattata: What's that?]


"SCIENCE!" he exclaims, holding his pickaxe forward, towards the machines.


[Ah…]
[Yup, definitely a professor's personality…]
[I vote we give this guy the 'unofficialprofessor' tag, just so people have fair warning.]
[lol]
[lol]

[DarknessEverlasting: lok]

[lok]
[lok]
[lok]

[DarknessEverlasting: dang it.]

Spoiler: Author Note

Holy crap QQ hates formating. Ahem. Hope I'm doing this right. Anyways, if you see any errors, please be kind when pointing them out! And yeah, this is definitely going to be a far more peaceful fic than the likes of the others currently active. After all, the only threats here are base minecraft stuff and player stupidity. After all, who would jump into an active furnace? Wait shit Jacob back the hell up from the molten metal-

 

[Dovahkiin]

I like this. Would love to see more.

 

[Anka2022]

TFTC
are you using any named modpack or just making some as you go ? if modpack real can you name it. I like skyblock modpacks or the modpacks makes you start strange places