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Eterna Forest

Ever: ...What.

Breeze: <Did you not believe me?!>

-indeed, Diesel is currently fighting a number of zombies-

Ever: ...Okay then.

-he immediately sends out his team-

Ever: Diesel! What kind of zombies are we talking? Romero? Resident Evil?

Diesel: <Uh...they're not that fast, but they're not exactly shambling over here.>

Ever: Of course. Does cutting off their heads work?

Diesel: <No, the heads just sort of get around on their own.>

Brushfire: <Setting them on fire isn't going to work either!>

Ever: Huh? What makes you say thaaaaa....

-Ever turns his head to see Brushfire dodging a swipe from a flaming zombie-

Ever: -sighs-

Some Asshole in a Tree: Zombies are hard to kill! Did you expect anything less?

Ever: You could help out.

SAT: That sounds boring.

Ever: ...

SAT: Well, see you! Corvustultus maligna!

-and he disappears in a puff of darkness-

Ever: ...I don't understand what just happened.

-he returns his attention to the zombies-

Ever: Okay, so this is either the work of an enemy Stand user or a glitch.

Cornelia: <...Just offhand, Glitch seems more likely.>

Ever: Probably.

-SleepyHead and Lisa head through-

Velvet Room

-Joseph nods, selecting a bracelet and heading on through-

Eterna Forest

Ever: So. No decapitations, no incinerations. How will we curb this zombie invasion?

Diesel: <Has anybody tried music?>

Ever: What?

Diesel: <I'm just saying. There's a lot of evidence to suggest that music causes zombies to dezombify.>

Ever: ...What evidence would that be?

Diesel: <TV shows mostly. You don't think it's worth a try?>

Ever: I think it's better then having the flesh rent from our bodies, but that's not really a high bar. Go ahead.

Diesel: <Wait, really?>

Ever: Yep. Just try not to get us killed.

Diesel: <...>

-he lets out a whoop of dedledledledledlelight-

Diesel: <Okay, Brushfire, Cornelia, you two don't have parts yet, so you'll be running interference! Salamence, Breeze, Mix...let's make some music!>

Mondo: <Yeah, don't worry. I'll find him>

-Mondo grabs an accessory, and marches through the door-

Eterna Forest

-the band is now in full swing, but the zombies are still coming-

Ever: ...Diesel, I am not going to lie. This doesn't seem to be working.

Diesel: <Yeah, and I think I know why!>

Ever: ...Why?

Diesel: <The zombies are human, right? They don't know Monese!>

Salamence: <Wait, my vocals are going to waste?>

Ever: ...

Diesel: <Ever, you have to sing. Our life very literally depends on it.>

Ever: ...

Diesel: -passes Ever the mic-

Ever: ...

-After several more minutes of walking, Tex, Sergey, and company reach the exit of the mountain.-

edited 14th May '16 1:09:25 PM by MajorProblem

Outside Mt. Coronet's Heathome end - Past

Sergey: "Thank Arceus I'm out of there. Sorry... probably have slowed you down."

The Collective Unconscious

-There doesn't seem to be a signal-

-Wait-

-Waaaaait-

-There's your own signal. Bouncing back at you from the northwest-

edited 14th May '16 1:40:21 PM by Skyzerk

The Collective Unconscious

-There doesn't seem to be a signal-

-Wait-

-Waaaaait-

-There's your own signal. Bouncing back at you from the northwest-

edited 14th May '16 1:40:21 PM by Skyzerk

Eterna Forest

Ever: Um.

Diesel: <Just relax.>

Ever: ...

Diesel: <But not, like, so relaxed that you forget we're about to die.>

Ever: ...

-he coughs-

So we're trapped in a creepy dark forest...we're surrounded by zombies, and we're probably gonna die...

-the zombies stop. Ever also stops, and the zombies keep coming. Diesel makes an encouraging gesture-

Ever: Diesel says we can only get out with a chorus...I'm not part of this band, but I guess I have to try...

Diesel: <Right, keep doing that thing. Guys?>

Ever: So I'm making up this song as I go, hope my voice doesn't break and I keep thinking of rhymes...

-Breeze starts making faint chimes, while Diesel and Salamence hum along-

Ever: Are we gonna survive this? Can't say that I know, but at least if we die we'll have had a good time...

-and Cornelia taps her drill by way of percussion, Brushfire twirling her stick to send an arc of flame through the air-

Ever: Singing with friends!

Diesel: <Singing with friends!>

-Diesel begins fiddling, while Breeze chimes more dramatically and Cornelia drums a tree-

Ever: Sure we'll get torn apart, but there's a song in our hearts!

Diesel: <Singing with friends!>

Breeze: <Singing with friends!>

Ever: Dying would really suck, but if we've got any luck

Ever and Diesel: Our voices all in harmony will curb this zombie tide! These creeps are going back to hell, 'cause they'll be satisfied, because we're singing with friends!>

Breeze and Salamence: <Singing with friends!>

Ever and Diesel: We're the glitch exorcists, with a musical twist!>

Breeze and Salamence: <Because we're singing with friends!>

Mix, Brushfire, and Cornelia: <Yeah, we're singing with friends!>

Ever and Diesel: Zombies, you won't be missed....>

-notes start to form around the group-

Everyone: An undead plague's a tad absurd, we aren't gonna lie! You should all have just stayed interred, so deal with it...>

-the notes expand-

Everyone: And DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!>

-and detonate, taking the zombies with them-

Ever: ...Wow.

Diesel: <Welcome to the band, Ever.>

Ever: Oh are you fucking kidding me.

Ever: Wait?

Ever: ...

Ever: ...

Everyone:

Old Chateau 38 minutes until sunset

-Once again Huet scribbles down the answer excitedly, the 12 year old voice squeaking slightly.-

Huet: Yesssssss, we're like halfway done... I think. That was like four we've done so far. Um, anyway, the next one is... "To reach adulthood, a boy must overcome 'phonies' –- and himself."... What's a 'phonies'?

-Mendel starts as he sees the intel Pythagoras is displaying.-

Mendel: I don't know how they're doing it... But this Shadow is somehow able to reflect my signals back at me...

-Mendel grins a bit.-

Shame they are dealing with a guy who specializes in Pokeomon physiology... time to do as those annoying bats do...

-Mendel prompt wills Pythagoras to fire numerous signals, the result being a 3-D map.-

Mendel: Northwest! I've got something human-shaped. Hopefully it's Lane.

-It should be noted that the accessories basicly give a odd type of telepathy that allows those wearing the accessories to hear Mendel in their head regardless of typing or mental guards.-

Ren: -Adjusting his mask, in thought- Dune is going to hate this.

-out loud- Well that nifty.

Mendel: Oh. I can hear your voices in my head if you talk out loud. That solves any long range communication problems.

-Mendel heads northwest Pythagoras doing a pseudo-echo location technique as he goes.-

Tex: "It's all good. Nice job, Bulldozer."

-Tex recalls Bulldozer-

edited 14th May '16 2:47:17 PM by MajorProblem

Mondo: <Okay, that's weird... but at least you've got some sort of signal>

-He starts marching northwest-

-Or more precisely, after Mendel, because he's not exactly sure where the cardinal directions are on this plane of existence-

Collective Unconsciousness

-Joseph looks around-

Wooooooo~ Spooky.

-goes northwest-

The Collective Unconscious

-5-

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-1 step...-

-Upon that final step, the "ground begins to shake and rumble about them, the floor turns into a solid mass or what seems to be glass. All around the group, crystals of red, yellow, blue, all colors erupt from the ground, grind against each other, causing a loud, almost guttural screeching sound. A great deal ahead ahead, the floor falls away in a jagged hole, no stairs. Once the crystals settle, even the slightest footstep echoes throughout.-

Tori: "Yeah, I guess. Mostly because about everyone agrees their mom is horrid"

Cozy: <Too bad Lane ran off>

-Cozy just munches on a poffin after her matter-of-fact statement-

edited 14th May '16 3:23:52 PM by BlitzTrain

CU

SleepyHead: <...Alright, then. Guess we're headed down that way?>

Hearthome Hospital, past

Kaisei: "Yeah..."

-to Cozy- "Uh, wait, what do you mean by ran off?"

edited 14th May '16 8:58:08 PM by CorvusAtrox

Old Chateau, 38 minutes until sunset

(Simon scrunches up his face in concentration. Finally, after about 30 seconds, the word "phonies" rings a bell.)

Simon: The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger?

Mezzo: ~I'm making it official, yes. Yellow is the new black.~

-Mezzo is ~speaking~ to a few fans, who managed to catch her for an interview-

Mezzo: ~Unfortunately the accident caused me to lose my voice, but thankfully there's a spell for that.~

Random Fangirl #188: Don't you need to use your magic words to cast spells, though?

Mezzo: ~Uh, no. Trust me, it's magic, I don't have to explain how it works. Anyway, what do you think of the new look?~

Random Fanboy #189: I like it. It looks less like you're trying to be a goth edgelord and more like a reasonable human being.

Random Fangirl #190: Good for you on getting rid of the tacky blue hair too. Your natural color looks much better.

Mezzo: ~Well, this is just the first step. Next thing I want to do is paint the Stormchaser yellow.~

Random Fangirl #188: Hey, wait a sec. How do we know you're not her Zoroark in disguise?

Mezzo: ~If I was a Zoroark in disguise, do you really think I would go to all this trouble? Of course not.~

Random Fangirl #190: You're still gonna stay with Ever, aren't you?

Mezzo: ~Yeah, of course. He's nice and sweet and he has a nice Leafeon. And I might get him a yellow outfit too, who knows.~

Random Fangirl #190: Eee!

Old Chateau- 37 minutes until sunset

-Huet seemed to get excited at this, jotting it down with increasing speed.-

Huet: All right Mr.Simon! You're really, really good at this! Okay, just three left! The next one is "Pokemon over throw the farm, only for a worse tyranny to emerge." I... think I know what tyranny means... a really mean and no-good leader, right?

Old Chateau, 37 minutes until sunset

Simon: That's roughly correct, yes - it would take too long to explain. Anyway, Pokémon Farm^note it would be called that in the Pokéverse right by George Orwell.

CU - Crystal Conclave

-Pent remains silent as he walks on, admiring the formations a little but remaining mostly on-track-

I would think so.

Jubilife City PD, past

Officer: "Thank you ma'am, here's your Froslass back."

Scheherezade: "Thank you, officer."

-sighs-

"Well, glad that debacle is over..."

edited 14th May '16 7:55:24 PM by Izshta