MMM

-Said ambiguous dish is brought out. Jason bussies himself with waiting until he can better do this double dat type thing.-

Hm...sounded if this counts as a date period...the last one we had was...Summerland.

-His stomach turns as the fourth resurfaces in his memory...but he is just as quickly over it.-

MMM

-Ultros evades the plate. Big mistake by whoever threw it.-

Ultros: "Well I guess this ends the same as our last encounter did!" >:T

Chupon: FUNGAAAAHH!!!

-Chupon was about to tackle the table, but he was stopped by the announcer guy.-

AG: "We're sorry for any and all inconveniences, Mr. Ultros, but we can't allow violence in the establishment. This, first and foremost, is a family place."

-Zappa stifles a laugh-

Ultros: "Are you for real?"

-Ultros takes his stuff, but before he left, he looked straight at Jason's table-

Ultros used Octazooka!

Ultros: "Sorry, so sorry~!"

-   PATION!   

If I made a mistake, I'll deal with it. I won't run away and hide like you.

Illusion HQ

-Darien rubs his eye - he's probably going to have quite the shiner in the morning.-

Darien: Heh, I doubt I'd be able to get anything past Dynames.

Dynames: <It's true. I can read him like a book.>

Illusion HQ

Alys: And you don't. I look at you, Adam, and do you know what I see? I see my old psychology textbook, opened right to the section on "Abnormal Psychology".

-she counts on her fingers-

Obsessive personality (for no normal mind would focus so intently on Yveltal or anything else), sadistic personality disorder (I feel that you would enjoy destruction yourself, let it not be said that you're not in good company), and most obviously, antisocial personality disorder.

-she holds her smirk-

You do not love Yveltal, for I have met Yveltal and know that you do not know her. The only two things in this world that I can feel your love for is yourself and your daughter. Or should I say, "daughter"?

-Alys shakes her head-

You're not a mon of Yveltal, or of any god. You are a mon for yourself, and for the poor creature you have corrupted, and if you continue on you will be no one's mon, not even your own.

Another green world.

MMM

-The attack is thankfully blocked by a Protect from Grim.-

Pervy Octo...be lucky I didn't bring Crash.

Airship

-Speaking of Crash, he's on the main deck, stargazing.-

<So...pretty...>

edited 8th Sep '14 6:17:06 PM by Skyzerk

Illusion HQ

Good. So. I guess we don't have a problem, then.

... What's your dad been up to lately, anyway?

Victory! Honor! Destiny! Mutton!

Illusion HQ

(Adam staggers back, looking as mortified as an Eevee kit who's just been punched in the face.)

Tastes better on the way back down.

MMM

Ray frowns."Was...was that the Octillery from the theatre show?" She then starts to eat some of Marie's spaghetti, and by her own design, the same strand that Marie was eating. While she may have been expecting something else, Marie just lets go of the strand, leaving a dejected looking Ray.

Locke sits down, and proceeds to start nomming some pizza.

Rosa then looks around, and asks slowly"<Can you tango,Sen?>"

edited 8th Sep '14 6:29:58 PM by MHMhasf1998

Illusion HQ

-Alys smiles-

Now. Run along. Don't you have a daughter to take care of?

Another green world.

MMM

Jason:Unfortunently...yeah.

-Dance Floor.-

-Senshi stammers a little.-

~U-Uh....m-may...b-be? I haven't really...d-danced.~

Illusion HQ

Darien: Hell if I know - I haven't heard hide nor hair of him since the-

Dynames: Seen hide nor hair.

Darien: Whatever. Anyway, yeah, not a peep out of him since the thing. The... raid. Thing. Yeah.

-Seravee hands Darien a plate of toast.-

MMM

Blitz: "Yuuuup, that's the one. How many other [Human language] speaking Octilary have you seen?"

-Blitz said, looking a tad bored despite Ultros' appearance-

Airship

-A slightly tired looking Hoppip is looking at the stars too-

Float: <Yeah... I didn't used to stay up to look at these before. The humans have a pretty good view out here!>

edited 8th Sep '14 6:29:36 PM by BlitzTrain

Illusion HQ

... You mean you went crazy for nothing? Come on Darien, how am I supposed to beat up your dad for you if you don't give me any info?

Victory! Honor! Destiny! Mutton!

Joe and Munn's Room

Munn: "Aye. See what I mean when I say that you don't trust fairies?"

"They haven't even done anything yet."

Munn: "Yet."

"Anyway, fairies. They were everywhere, and they were really weird..."

Fairyland

-Joseph looks to Rattata-

Joseph: What on earth...?

Rattata: Fairies aren't really like people. It's a bad idea to predict what they'll do, because they're both the smartest and the stupidest things you'll ever meet. They can whisper words in your infancy that will twist your life until you give them an orange on your eighteenth birthday, and they'll fall for you giving them an orange ball of yarn.

Joseph: Rattata, you're cool, but be a bit more succinct from now on? Anyway, I meant him.

-he regards the boy, still curled on the ground with his eyes locked in pain-

He didn't even try to dodge! Isn't he part human?

Rattata: He was raised by fairies. Again, very smart, very dumb, doesn't learn from mistakes.

-Joseph looks down with some pity for the boy, who was currently trying to struggle for breath-

Joseph: I didn't think I kicked that ha-oh.

-regards his very large boots-

...um. Are you OK?

-his attention is caught by the fairies still laughing-

Wigglytuff: Oh, he's marvelous!

-her head is as large as a Vileplume-

Florges: Exquisite~

-she is impossibly tall for a Florges; about as tall as Joseph, and as thin as a normal Florges-

Whimsicott: He must meet the Queen, then!

-the Whimsicott has spikes coming from his fluff. Before Joseph can answer, the boy manages to speak up-

Boy: He's not good enough. He's impure.

-the tone made it clear exactly which sort of purity he meant. Joseph glares down at him with surprising venom-

Joseph: Who was the one that tried to grab my ass earlier, huh? Do you want another kick is that it?

-the boy yelps. Joseph sighs-

Joseph: Sorry. Just go.

-the boy, ashamed and more than a little fearful, walks off. The fairies titter at this. Joseph speaks again-

Joseph: So...I'm meeting the Fairy Queen, now?

Another green world.

Airship

Crash:<Yeah...they do huh...>

-He turns to his tired and leafy friend.-

<Have you given anymore thought...about what you wanna do, Float?>

-Beat-

<About if you wanna stay or not...>

Illusion HQ

-Darien shrugs, a bit dejected.-

Darien: I've been trying to crack the data we took from him last time. What I DO have is that something very, very wrong is going on with that Medicham - the one that was, apparently, already crazy.

Cocona Village

-Morgi blushes.- I was a Zorua. Wait...does this mean it was real?

Cocona Village

Maria:I...dunno. It could have been real...you we doo cute as a lil Zorua!

-Maria huggles.-

MMM

Zappa: "I'm just glad he's gone, now we can finish the evening in peace~!" :3

-he continues nomming on his food!-

If I made a mistake, I'll deal with it. I won't run away and hide like you.

MMM

Rosa blushed."<Follow my lead.>" She then starts awkwardly tangoing with Sen, slowly.

Locke looked bored, and was repeatedly and impatiently tapping his foot, and thus he grabbed a couple of spoons and started drumming on the table.

Mitonga Island

Jenna: Some security. Still, even if you are telling the truth, this doesn't mean you're in the right. I mean, didn't you just admit to stealing an airship? What, was Pianis' one not good enough for you?

-...-

Jenna: Though, honestly, I don't blame you if you don't want to associate with that creep.

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

MMM

Blitz: "Yeah"

... I'm probably gonna have to borrow Senshi or something to get home again... I really need to teach Ammon Sunny Day soon

-Blitz has already finished his meal, and looks over at Locke's performance-

"You join a band or something?"

Airship - Deck

Float: <I... Don't know yet. I kinda got distracted by making sure you were okay after last night>

-She thinks-

<Some of the peoplemon here seem nice enough... Others kinda scare me though>

-She pauses-

<What are you planning on doing?>

Fairyland

-a flower that Joseph previously assumed was a normal flower suddenly opens to speak-

Flower: Follow the sun, and she will be there like spring!

-the Whimsicott from earlier speaks up-

Whimsicott: Her Majesty is every way, and all roads lead to her.

-the Florges speaks up-

Florges: Widdershins, child. Always move widdershins.

-this gets an absolutely uproarious response from the crowd. The laughter continues for two whole minutes, roaring and shrieking and crying. Joseph just...stands there, staring. Once it quiets down, he says, after a long pause-

Joseph: ...you know what I'm just gonna go this way.

-he keeps walking down the path. The scenery continues to be eventful. Huge stone monoliths are scattered near a house made of copper and steam pipes. Nearby, there are much smaller fairies, engaging in jousting competitions on the back of giant Emboar. Due to the size, the Emboar just headbutt each other-

-Joseph blinks. When he opens his eyes, the path ends in a manicured green lawn, and he steps into a beautiful picnic-

-the picnic table is longer than that of an entire floor of an average house, and the cloth was checkered blue and white. The fairies here are a much less eclectic mix, though still not quite human. At the end of the table sits the Queen of the Fairies-

-she is too tall and too thin to be a normal human, but she is still beautiful. Her eyes streak purple and gold, and her hair is blonde and spills over her chair and onto the grass behind her. She wears ribbons like a Sylveon in her ears. She fiddles with a small puzzle box with an expression of arrogant dignity that even the most lackadaisical, frivolous queen could never pull off. She is inhumanly beautiful. Joseph, who was expecting someone that maybe looked like Tori Amos or someone, shuts his eyes and readjusts-

-the crowd is very loud, but her voice cuts through the crowd and is perfectly audible to Joseph, even from the other end-

Queen: Human children are always welcome with me in my court, boy in red. If you need proof, look to your hair.

-Rattata whispers in Joseph's ear-

Rattata: They think that white hair means elves.

-the Queen either didn't hear or ignores Rattata. She talks over him, her voice being soft and lazy, yet friendly and welcoming. She sounds rather stoned-

Queen: As much as we love you, so few of you come to us unbidden. What brings you to our land of scarlet and magic and fear?

-Joseph shrugs-

Joseph: I'm being chased by a serial killer Wolf with a crush.

-the Queen doesn't seem to give a damn about any wolves, serial killer or not-

Queen: You have earned our favor, human boy, through combat.

-Joseph blinks-

Joseph: Combat? I just kicked that perv back there in the crotch. That was combat?

-the Queen continues to not give a damn-

Queen: We will consider dealing with your beast as a gift. Until then, be assured that no animal or mon so crude and violent is allowed in our beautiful kingdom. Relieve your dear, your weariness, and your hunger. We will speak more when there is time.

-she looks back down at her puzzle box-

-from here on out, she will be referred to as the Queen That Does Not Give A Damn-

edited 6th Jul '15 8:16:01 PM by ILoveDogs

Another green world.

Illusion HQ

In the break room of the remnants of Mathilde's old quarters, a few sycophantic Illusionites are arguing amongst themselves. Trying to carve out a slice of the leftover power pie using the breakroom as a sufficient metaphor.

Illusion Grunt 1#: Hey, bozo. Stop hogging the coffee machine.

Illusion Grunt 2#: Wait yer turn, moron. This is my machine (for the moment).

Illusion Grunt 1#: Oh it's yours now?

Illusion Grunt 2#: You want to fight me over it?

The two stare at each other with the intensity to burn holes. Meanwhile, there is a scuffle over in the smoking area.

Illusion Grunt A: -Leering at an oncoming grunt- Hey, I was trying to enjoy my time alone. Could you please pipe the fuck down?

Illusion Grunt B: This is a public space, mate. It's not just for you.

Illusion Grunt A: Prat. Let's see how he would like having his throat slit

Meanwhile, two grunts fight over some food in the fridge.

Illusion Grunt α: Hands off. This is mine now.

Illusion Grunt β: Fuck off, That's my spaghetti!

Illusion Grunt α: Oh please. Why does this measly meal mean so much to you?

Illusion Grunt β: My mother made it for me!

Illusion Grunt α: Really? No wonder why it tastes foul.

This is the straw that broke the Camerupt's back, and the grunt punches the other in the stomach. This causes a sort of breakroom brawl as various grunts start attacking each other left, right and center...

Constantin: En avoir assez!

And pretty much all the grunts in the room stop and clutch their heads, as if they were all suddenly inflicted with terrible migranes and ear piercing noises.

Constantin, meanwhile, is leaning in the doorway. Wearing his casual wear of a white, long-sleeved dress shirt and a pair of grey suit pants. He walks over to the coffee machine with his mug in hand and makes himself a cup of coffee. Softly kicking the writhing grunts in the ribs.

Constantin: These damned playground antics have gotten out of hand. Shame on you all, are you all mere children?

He walks over the the table in the centre and sits down. The collective head-clutching stops suddenly and they glance at each other, and then back at Constantin, wondering what just went down.

Constantin: You are all members of Illusion, so act like it. If you don't adhere to the ideals of the organization, then just leave. There are better organisations and syndicates to rise through the ranks as dime-a-dozen, backstabbing scumbags.

Stand up! Get in line!

The grunts quickly do as their told, too afraid of upsetting him. Constantin scrutinizes the line, and sneers at them.

Constantin: Your appearances are unkempt, your uniforms in poor condition and your posture sloppy. Unacceptable. You are the face of the organisation to the crowd, so dress the part. The man wears the suit, not the other way around.

He takes a sip of his coffee and stands up, a chill runs down the collective's spine.

Constantin: Back in my old department, I would have not tolerated such tomfoolery. And you would have all been shot.

He says this so bluntly and non-nonchalantly that a collective gulp can be heard.

Constantin: So straighten up your act, and wear your uniform with pride. For otherwise, youll all end up on the line...

Constantin sinisterly runs his thumb across his throat and sneers at them.

Constantin: Now then, I must bid you adieu.

He finishes off his coffee and walks out the door, slamming it behind him. The grunts snap out of their stupor and talk amongst themselves in hushed tones on what the hell just happened.

edited 8th Sep '14 11:33:21 PM by PippingFool

I'm having to learn to pay the price

MMM

-Senshi is awkwardly Tangoing with Rosa...then again it may be because at present you could fit a second Gardevoir between the two of them.

~Um...ah...er...this is hard...~

-Back at the table, presumably with Bel either there or having left early, Jason becomes bored. He purposefully nudges Ray's foot this time.-

Meh...

Airship

-Crash looks...conflicted.-

Crash:<I'm not sure...I kinda like being able to battle other trainer's Pokemon...it's kinda fun...and Jason seems really nice...>

-He looks at Float.-

<But after you ran off...I panicked....I was scared, like I said.>

-He sighs.-

<If you do run away...then I want to go with you. I'll stay by your side, Float.>