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Lumiose Catacombs

I'm sure you will.

-a certain pinch to a certain area, a giggle, and an apology to Skiane-

Sorry. Carried away.

Another green world.

Lumiose Catacombs

Diane: You two just keep that between yourselves. Drag one of us in again, and you probably won't have anything to keep between you and him.

-She gives a hard look to Munn. Skye decides to stay silent.-

edited 14th Mar '14 8:49:13 PM by Eskay64

Lumiose Catacombs

"Right, right. Okay, this is weird, last time, he found us within minutes. Maybe he's hiding this time."

Lumiose Catacombs

Hmm...don't suppose we have a Genesect whistle, do we?

Another green world.

Skald: Thought got all bunged up for a few days, but I saw a doc and took some lozenge things and it cleared up. Meet you downstairs dudes!

-All but two of the roadies clear out, still looking rather confused-

Convenient.

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

Lumiose Catacombs

"Haha, no."

Lumiose Catacombs

Diane: ...Odd... I don't suppose "come out, buggy-buggy" will do anything. And no whistles here.

edited 14th Mar '14 8:50:51 PM by Eskay64

Fort Dawnguard

Dune: Indeed.

-Deziree already has a notepad out and is sketching.-

Deziree: For you, maybe! I now have to find a way to replicate an off-screen Hand Wave!

The Jean-ome Project

Goff: Cheeter! Preps cant appricieight Dark tipes! Counter!

Continued: -uses Counter, but is felled by the Night Daze & Night Slash combo before getting a chance to respond-

<sigh...>

Other Goff: Your statsare boostid now wen!!!

Darkness: <Good-night in advance >.< >

-Darkness attempts the best Ominous Wind they can-

Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages?

Oh, right >.<

Isran: Well, I'll just let you handle finding the bow... -He departs-

-The Skald arrives and hugs the remaining roadies-

Skald: Oh man, so glad you showed up. Totally need some badass backing for this stone reading.

-The two backing band members nod, looking a little tired. Pent rummages and hands over the three bardstones-

Okay, here you go.

Skald: This is gonna be sweet man! -Takes position in front of the other two band members, who have set up their instruments. The Skald hands out two of the stones to his friends and holds onto the remaining one-

edited 14th Mar '14 9:02:15 PM by Pentigan

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

Jean-ome Project

Jeff: -facepalms- "Stupid wannabe goths. You're not cool. Don't try to be something you're not."

The Jean-ome Project

Mezzo: Did you just call me a wannabe? Ugh, whatever! Butterscotch, Night Daze that Spiritomb!

Butterscotch: <The sooner this is over, the better.>

-Butterscotch sends a wave of yellowness at Darkness-

Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.

Fort Dawnguard

Dune: Ooooh, neat.

-Deziree is still focused on her notes and is mumbling something about "water-based cleansing techniques backed by earth-based soul-binding". A manic glint comes to her eye.-

Jean-ome

Jeff:"No, not you, them."

Lumiose City, Prism Tower

Cleo: Yeesh. Sounds rough buddy. I've got sympathy pains and all

Cleo stretches and yawns

I'm having to learn to pay the price

The Jean-ome Project

Unfortunately, the combined Ominous Wind and burning ultimately tax the Heracross a bit too much.

Damian: @_@

And he faints!

Rex: Ack. Well, let's go with Rascal, then!

Rascal: <Oh, it's my turn?>

As the Flareon appears, Rex pulls Damian to the sidelines to treat his burns. As he does, Rascal releases a Flamethrower, being very in-tune with Rex's battle style.

edited 14th Mar '14 10:47:14 PM by Hobgoblin

Prism Tower

Doradanne: Yeah. I... *Yawn!* have to agree with you, there. Anyway, I'm getting just a little fatigued to think on these subjects anymore.

Skald: And a one, two. One, two three...

#Deep in the darkness, a beckoning call, echos and sings through the rain# #From it's home past mountains, rising so tall, pushing out to the forests and plains.# #The last Alakar, he has suffered too long, the anger it swells in his veins# #Of the great mighty halls of marble and stone, broken ruins are all that remain.#

#And the weapon is waiting, for the blood, crimson red# #And there will, be a reckoning, for the tears the last Alakar's shed.# #Auriel's Bow, now Auriel's Bane, vanquish the sun and begin again# #Auriel's Bow, Auriel's Bane, vanquish the sun... And begin again# #Begin again...#

edited 14th Mar '14 9:22:37 PM by Pentigan

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

Fort Dawnguard

-Dune listens to the song intently.-

Dune: ... Alakar...?

-Deziree, not so much.-

Deziree: A drop of triple-puried Milotic tears in a red clay decanter should produce a mist capable of stabilizing the catalyzation of the earthworks...

Laverre

Robin: Man, that's one weird family.

Volcarona: ...

Robin: ...Sigh, not like we're any better...dear.

Volcarona: -burning red- ...Robin!

Robin: I'm sorry, I couldn't help it...And might as well get used to it now, before we start burning red in public...

Volcarona: I suppose so...Say; where do we go now, d...dear?

Robin: I don't know...Perhaps the boutique? I saw an absolutely wonderful bonnet on sale.

Volcarona: ...Ugh, now I know you are messing with me!

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Reuniclus: <Would you look at that! I never figured it would actually happen.>

Conkeldurr: <I did. Both couldn't hide something, if their lives depended on it.>

Reuniclus: <...Do you think it's possible?>

Crobat: <They have proven to be extremely devoted to each other. I have no doubts that they will->

Reuniclus: <That's not what I'm talking about. I mean...How will they...You know...>

Crobat/Conkeldur: -whacks Reuniclus-

edited 14th Mar '14 9:32:11 PM by mrsunshinesprinkles

"Curry killed the pussy hoping that I could kill the hate in you" - Curry, D. "TABOO | TA13OO." TA13OO, PH, 2018

Skald: Yeah, I don't get that bit either. But what I do get, is that whatever you're looking for, you'll find it in a place called Deepback Ravine. Either that or Darkcall Singularity.

._.

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

Jean-ome Shop

Ephemera: -watching the battle, giggling cheerfully-

Letter: -spending a wonderful night with the coat hanger-

Ephemera: -huffs, and turns her attention to the battle-

Outside

Ever: Look, I'm pretty sure my girlfriend went in here, if I could just check—

Door Person: Nothing doing. You're wearing all blue, and you're carrying a mon that's the incarnation of sunniness. You can stay out.

Ever: What if I claimed the blue stood for my personality?

Door Person: ...Leave.

Ever: Gah.

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Fort Dawnguard

Dune: Well, that doesn't sound terrifying at all.

Deziree: ... need a frequency to stabilize the transfer from air to earth... or even find a way to bypass that altogether...

Dune: ... Just so you know, I highly suggest no one tries interrupting her right now.

Skal: That's some intense muttering going on with the dudette ._.

Yeah, she gets like that when something really gets her attention >.>

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

Fort Dawnguard

-Something changes in Deziree's disposition.-

Deziree: ... No.

-Her eyes become more wild.-

Deziree: No.

-And more.-

Deziree: No.

-She snaps the pen in her hand, crushing it into two solid ends and a mass of plastic shards in between.-

Deziree: NO NO NO NO NO.

-She calms down, and Dune puts his hand on her shoulder. She shudders before collecting herself.-

Deziree: S-sorry. I... hit a snare.

-She calms herself with controlled breaths.-

Dune: It's okay. You don't have to do this in one day.