The Wanderer
Resort Area
-Looking outside-
Odd, it almost never snows here.
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Trans Terminus Homo
Lilycove City, Phazya Family House, Living Room
Sergey chuckled lightly as the present was quite obviously liked - and he didn't have to carry it anymore.
Fairy!Sergey: "Okay... now for the second one... that could get uhh... complicated."
He concentrated again and produced... abnother glitter explosion (notably a smaller one). Said glitter remained in the air for a time leading Sergey to believe nothing happened - only to suddenly be hit on the had by a purse. Said purse had a nice design featuring a Smeargle and various drawing utensils.
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
Asimov Space Crew Member
Phazya Family House, Living Room [Evening]
Coralie: -taking the gift- Wow, it's a pretty purse. Full with drawing tools! That's really nice of you, mister Sergei.
Phaz: Since we're in the gift department... Let's share the other ones, shall we?
Amélie: Sure, why not.
Phaz then proceeds to retrieve packages from increasingly weirder places on his person.
Amélie: ...How?
Phaz: Living with Psychic types makes you think about some tricks. I'm sorry Sergei, but, since I didn't know you were coming, I didn't make any presents for you. -to the mons- Hey, we're opening the gifts!
It only takes two seconds for everymon to turn backward and stand near the table
Phaz: Yeah, uh, don't press on. Here's for Aaron, Amélie, Ashley, Mom, Cynthia, Embry, Thalès, and Volta.
Each time he says a name, he hands out a package.
Phaz: Actually Sergei... I think I might have something for you. I never really used it, and I don't really know your tastes, so I don't really know if it'll please you... Just wait a bit, 'kay?
He goes upstairs, in the room where his Mons were sleeping.
And come back, an hastily-made package in his hands, that he hands out to Sergei
Inside is a HM, the one for Rest, and a Jirachi plush, which seems almost-but-not-quite-like new.
What's the use of money if you ain't gonna break the mold? Even at the center of fire, there is cold All that glitters ain't gold
Trans Terminus Homo
Lilycove City, Phazya Family House, Living Room
Sergey politely bowed his head and smiled. Much like Amélie he looked more than surprised as Phaz continued to procure presents from somewhere.
He silently watched with a smile as Phaz handed them out.
When Phaz came back with the present he looked quite happy (partly because it was the first present today involving him that did not end on his head).
As he had unpacked it (seeing how he was still so small meant that it took him a while) his eyes started to shine as he fluttered to the plushie and HM
Fairy!Sergey: "Aww, cuuute~" -Sweat Drop + embarassed chuckling and Hand Behind Head motion- "Err, I mean thank you so much for the present Phaz."
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
Atlas
Resort Area
(Near the snowball fight, a rather snooty-looking young man, tightly bundled up in large amounts of red and brown plaid, briefly looks up, murmurs something of which the words "hate snow" and "loathe cold" can be made out, then looks back down at his book again.)
Tastes better on the way back down.
Asimov Space Crew Member
Living Room of the Phazya Family House [Evening]
Phaz smiles
Phaz: Well, i'm happy that it makes you happy.
Animation in the back suggest that everyone got a plushie based on one of their respective evo: Aaron got a Gible, Ashley a Litwick completed with some electric lights, Cynthia got a Ralts, Embry a smol Tyranitar, Thales a Porygon-2, and Volta a washing-machine Rotom. Apparently Embry's Lil'Tyranitar and Aaron Lil'Gible were made in a sturdier material to avoid accidental eating/Rough Scale-ing
They play with them.
Phaz: Hey, you wanna hear something interesting? I made them myself. And the one you got here is a one-of-a-kind: it have a pocket in the eye, on the belly. I'm sure that... At your size, it'll help you transport this. -points at the HM-
What's the use of money if you ain't gonna break the mold? Even at the center of fire, there is cold All that glitters ain't gold
Trans Terminus Homo
Lilycove City, Phazya Family House, Living Room
Sergey watched the Pokémon play a little with a smile before turning to Phaz, hearing that he tried it out, and indeed he could store the HM in the belly.
Fairy!Sergey: "thanks so much... I'll be sure to always keep it safe." ^-^
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
Asimov Space Crew Member
Phazya Family House, Living Room [Evening]
Phaz: -smiling even more- I dearly hope so!
Amélie: Well, I fetched y'all your gifts!
Coralie: -pointing at a tree near the TV- Don't forget the ones that are here!
A moment later, the floor of the living room is covered in wrapping paper. Amélie is playing the new game she got, while the Mons are watching. Phaz and Coralie are eating in platters some mashed potatoes sprinkled with some cheese and truffles, completed with some duck with some wine sauce. They served Sergei some in a tea plate.
Phaz: -while sporting a brand new bonnet, to Sergei- Say Sergei... Will you stay sleeping here waiting for your transcendant form to shred his pixie state and becoming one human alast... Or will you go back into the cold night? 'Cause I can lend you my bed if you desire.
edited 29th Dec '16 5:32:52 PM by Phazya
What's the use of money if you ain't gonna break the mold? Even at the center of fire, there is cold All that glitters ain't gold
Continuing Umbra's queued posts while he's in hospice.
Day 5
Throne Room
-With the revelation he and Lina had a child in this twisted timeline, and said child was standing right before him, Umbra finally decides to play along as best he can-
Umbra: Aaaah, yes! My memory's less fuzzy, it's all coming back to me - good work, Locke, you should be proud of your acheivement.
Locke: -bows- Thank you, father.
Umbra: -looks at him strangely a bit, turns to to Lina- One thing I can't seem to recall, why does our son of all people have purple hair and eyes?
-Lina blinks, then shrugs-
My father had blue hair and purple eyes. Must have been some recessive genes in it somewhere.
-she gives an unnerving grin-
Though we've always entertained the idea that inheriting the power of Giratina from you dyed them the color of Ghost Obscura - he inherited our immortality and powers, something impossible if we were to cavort with mortals. Why, he has so much of your power he doesn't even need a Pokemon partner - your own forces back him up as our enforcer just fine!
Locke: I continue to be happy to please you both even at only half your ages, mother, father.
Umbra: As you should be, my d-dear son! My memory seems to have fully recovered - let me go scheme intensively for our long - awaited acquisition of the Lunar Pendant!
-he dashes out of the room-
Castle Sidehall
-Umbra is pacing here in a panic-
Okay, I wake up from that thing killing Arika and that flash of blue light, it's the modern day, I'm still the Ghost Lord, I'm married to Lina and she's gone totally insane and I'm stll unsure which order either of those happened, we're ruling the world and named it fucking Giratinasville, the Lunar Pendant's here and still escaping my grasp, me and Lina had a child that's another immortal super-Obscuric and I have no fucking clue how everything got this horrible!
-he stops and thinks a bit-
Wait... That blue burst of light... Its power felt like the Lunar Pendant's! Some of it must have escaped Arika's dead body and granted my hypothetical wish!
-he puts a hand to his chin-
Which means I never really did meet the J-Team... Which means I never met Ammy... Which means she never went back in time and kicked my ass... Which meant I never would have been dethroned by her... Which clearly prevented both the J-Team and her home universe from existing in the first place...
-he clutches his hands to his head-
Dear Giratina I've buried myself in an alternate universe made of unraveled spacetime paradoxes and I don't know how to get out!
-he freezes as someone enters the hallway; he turns to see it's Locke-
Locke: ...Father, what are you doing here? Is something the matter?
-Umbra fidgets a bit then gives Locke a fake grin-
Umbra: Nothing to worry about! Just thinking over everything we need to ensure our long-awaited victory, yep.
Locke: -shakes his head- Just as I feared then...
Umbra: ...Eh?
Locke: Father, there is something I must tell you.
Umbra: ...Go on?
-Locke starts pacing himself-
Locke: For most of my life, I have unquestioningly accepted your and Mother's view of the world, and enforced your rule because of it. But long before I tracked the movements of the rebels toward the Lunar Pendant, I started having doubts, and traveled the world to find myself.
Umbra: Yes, I remember that...
Locke: -turns to Umbra with a scowl- What I found horrified me. You had lied about our people being happy under our rule and the rebels being ungrateful - our world is in squalor! I had slain so many as your enforcer thinking I was doing the right thing and protecting the peace of Giratinasville when I was committing crimes as atrocious as yours!
Umbra: Er, hold on a second, son...
-Locke draws a very long blade and charges it with an incredible amount of Obscura-
Locke: I do not wish to hear more lies father! I want you to relinquish your hold on this world we have all brought to ruin!
Umbra: Aah! Son, son, hold off, so do I! Let's just say that blow to the head brought back some memories that made me realize this decidedly isn't the way it should be either!
Locke: ...What do you mean?
Umbra: Um... Hate to say this, but turns out that Sucker Punch to my skull made me remember this is a reality I wished myself into by accident.
Locke: ...
...What?!
Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages?
Resort Area
- Yeah, DS and Linnéa still exist -
- Sorry, I'm still not sure what to do with these two... -
- If I have Linnéa stick around and go to Alola, I'll have to figure out nicknames for the Pokémon she already has, since it'd be strange to just suddenly have her nickname the newest member of her team while the other three still don't have names... -
- Then there's DS... Should she go too, or stay in Sinnoh? -
- There are a few Pokémon I could add to her team, but... -
- Hmm... -
DS: ... Should we do something?
Linnéa: Um... Maybe?
My fanfic
Trans Terminus Homo
Lilycove City, Phazya Family House, Living Room
Sergey took the plate with a thanking bow of the head and started eating too.
He thought for a bit
Fairy!Sergey: "Well... if I'm gonna stay I won't be needing a bed... I think a washcloth should suffice given my size" ;^_^
-beat-
Fairy!Sergey: "I actually don't know... I thought that when I just fulfill enough wishes I would return back to normal..."
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
The Red Wings
*Knock knock*
Cid: Enter.
-Zed quickly and efficiently enters the room and closes the door.-
Zed: Pardon the interruption, sir.
Cid: Ah, Zed. What can I do for you?
-The tall, bespectacled man produces a small stack of papers from the much larger stack of papers in his satchel.-
Zed: I would just like to go over the personnel requests from the Administrators with you before approving them.
-Cid gives a confused look.-
Cid: That doesn't sound all that unusual.
Zed: Well, some of their requests are... it's difficult to describe.
-Cid rolls his hand in the air.-
Cid: Read them off for me.
Zed: Yes, we'll, the first one to put in their request was Dr. Orlandeau. "Two direct lab assistants, toxicology experience preferred but not necessary; one field team consisting of one commander with field experience and five team members."
-Cid gives a nonchalant shrug.-
Cid: Sounds perfectly normal to me.
Zed: His was the "control" group, as it were.
-Cid chuckles.-
Cid: Okay, okay. Next?
Zed: Next, Dr. Raines requested, and I quote, "Two field hands for personal assistants, one manager with workforce experience, and whomever you can find with automotive, aeronautical, and nautical maintenence and repair."
Cid: Oh, yes, I've heard what he plans on doing. Approved... so long as he doesn't try poaching from the other Admin's pools.
Zed: Yes sir. Next came a request from Dr. Aulstyne. "Ten fit, healthy men and women. Military or paramilitary experience preferred. Must be able to..."
-Zed pauses, making sure he's reading it right.-
Zed: "Must be able to hold a rhythm."
-Cid blinks. He leans back in his chair and thinks for a bit before realization dawns on him.-
Cid: Oh, Johanna you clever bitch, I read your thesis...
Zed: Sir?
Cid: Approved. See to it personally she gets the people she needs.
Zed: I... don't think I understand.
Cid: Her request is the "insurance policy", as it were.
-Zed blinks in confusion. Cid just waves his hand in dismissal, before catching himself.-
Cid: Wait, what about Previa?
-Zed takes a deep breath.-
Zed: Well, sir, when I broached the subject, he gave me this response. "Go the hell away who the hell even are you oh wait your the desk jockey no I don't need anybody and I swear the next time I catch anyone snooping around my lab or my lunchbox I'm gonna turn their minds into oozing goo what are you still doing here get out of my office."
-Cid tries desperately not to smile as Previa's rant is read in Zed's dead monotone.-
Cid: That's him alright. He won't make requests like that - he'll find a person he really likes and kinda commandeer them, so keep an eye out for that. Also, mark his labs as "off limits".
Zed: Gladly, sir.
Again, Umbra's queue
DAY 6
Castle Side Hallway
-After Umbra has explained his other life story, Locke shook his head-
Locke: Normally I would dismiss your story as the words of a madman... Or delusions from your head injury...
-he gave Umbra a look of conviction-
But your story and your telling of it is too coherent for either. And you had and still have the look of something I saw in my own journey all too many times - that of someone desperate to find home and peace. I... I believe you, Father.
Umbra: Thank you... son.
-Locke sighed and put a hand to his forehead-
Locke: But... If this is not how it should be... Am I a mistake? Is there any way to get you back without this world unraveling?
Umbra: Locke, you are no mistake. The mistake was all on me for letting this all happen.
-he gives Locke his own look of conviction-
And from what I know of alternate universes, they tend to stick around once they get made... And I know one way to make sure we both get out fine.
Locke: And what is that?
Umbra: The Lunar Pendant. We need to get to it before my army, the rebels, or your mother do.
Locke: That could work if we actually get our hands on it... But I have no clue how to accomplish it in the chaos of battle.
Umbra: If it helps...
...I already have some base ideas for a plan.
Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages?
Asimov Space Crew Member
Lilycove City, the Phazya Family House, Living Room [Evening]
Phaz: Yeah, I guess a washcloth could do it. But... Didn't you thought that maybe it's not the number of wishes, but like some time limit?
What's the use of money if you ain't gonna break the mold? Even at the center of fire, there is cold All that glitters ain't gold
Trans Terminus Homo
Lilycove City, Phazya Family House, Living Room
Sergey shrugged
Fairy!Sergey: "Could be..."
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
The Flamebringer
-Who, in turn, has a bunch of snowballs flung at them by a Froslass, much to Gogmazios' confusion.-
Gogmazios: <Reinforcements?>
-Gogmazios also gets pelted by the Froslass, answering that question.-
-Siobhan and Demeter send some snowballs in Des' direction.-
-The Dragonite lands to gather more snow, and receives a few snowballs from the Gardevoir for her trouble, which she gladly reciprocates.-
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.
Philemon: The time has come for them to take the next step.
-Two arms are raised skywards as fifteen points of light form in a circle around Philemon.-
Philemon: Go now. Let the Contractors be empowered.
-The fifteen points of light each take on an unique two-colored combination before streaking of and disappearing into the distance.-
◊. Each trinket's color combination is unique to each contractor.-
Resort Area
-Ren notices a small black at white trinket appear on the bedside bureau.-Ren: -in thought- THAT'S familiar...
PEFE Goldenrod
-An orange and yellow trinket appear next to a empty feeding cylinder he just put down after feeding his newly hatched Rowlett, Virion.-Mendel: That insignia...
-As soon as the mask-patterned discs were properly held by each contractor, they would feel a slight warmth from where they are holding their trinket and from somewhere within as the items bonded with them and their Persona or Pokesona.-
I will leave the color combinations to each of you. Just Remember that each contractor's is unique, although colors can be inverted.
-Philemon turns into a cloud of blue and black Beautifly which flutter into the void above.
~Always remember... You are me... And I am you... I shall always be with you... Watching you and protecting you... Good luck, o Contractors... And always search for the truth...~
edited 27th Jan '17 9:37:24 AM by keys2tkingdom
Bona-Fide Mastah
NI HQ, Cell
-Lane pats his pocket, taking out the red and blue trinket-
Lane:Ah...?
Maria:Hm?
-Lane tucks the Mask of Strength away-
Lane:It's...nothing.
Atlas
NI HQ, Cell
(The appearance of the Mask of Strength was, unfortunately, noticed. From far above the captive's heads comes a deep, booming, deeply suspicious voice.)
Arahat: <What's that you have there?>
Tastes better on the way back down.
Bona-Fide Mastah
NI HQ, Cell
Lane:Eh?
-Humph.-
It's a lucky charm. It ain't harmful.
Atlas
NI HQ, Cell
(Arahat squints, unable to make out any details of the Mask from his lofty position.)
Arahat: <I don't recall you bringing any lucky charms into the cell...>
Tastes better on the way back down.
Bona-Fide Mastah
NI HQ, Cell
-Lane takes a split second to think-
Lane:Hidden Pocket. I don't like people touching it.
Another scheduled post from Umbra.
Day 7
Mount Coronet Peak
-There is chaos on the mountaintop-
-The rebels are clashing with Umbra and Lina's army at full force, neither of them able to reach the cavern containing the Pendant near the mountain's peak in the scuffle-
-Umbra is barely able to contain a yelp as he is lunged at with Shadow Claws by Duolis and Styx that he is able to barely dodge with his own Shadow Sneak-
Styx: <You mean nothing to us anymore...>
Duolis: <Which means we will show no mercy to you for everyone else's good!>
Umbra: -shudders- Time for that plan.
Bow? Commence Operation Distortion!
-A certain Dusknoir floats over somberly to him and starts being mass-possessed by all the other Ghost-types in Umbra and Lina's army-
-she then possesses him, causing him to lurch and then cackle as he transforms into [[ Penumbra]] once again-
Penumbra: Ahaha! Witness my true power!
Lina: My lord, this "true power" you've unlocked... It's amazing! Giratinasville will be fully under your might!
-Penumbra starts blasting super-effective attacks at the rebels' Pokemon (most of them "convenient near-misses") pushing the rebels as a whole back into a corner-
-it is then Umbra notices a lone shadow on the frozen ground hovering near the cavern-
Penumbra: Locke, NOW!
-The shadow turns into a Shadow Sneak that Locke emerges from, leaping into the cave and grabbing the Lunar Pendant from its Lunala-shaped pedestal-
Lina: -giving another unnerving grin- Yes! Bring about all your father desires, Locke!
-Locke gives a cocky grin back-
Locke: I shall do exactly that!
He clutches the Lunar Pendant to his chest as it starts glowing-
Lunar Pendant... Bring my father's friends back! Bring back the reality from which he once came!
Lina: ...Locke, what are you doing?! No!
Duolis: <...What is he doing?! This could be a danger!>
-They both lunge at Locke; Penumbra lunges to stop them, but is hit by a mass counterattack from the rebels and is forced to strike back-
Locke: I ask only one thing in return... Bring me to what the world should be like! I have seen what ruin this world's path has brought and wish to see a better path! I don't care if I must give up my power or immortality, just grant this wish as well as my father's!
-The Lunar Pendant flashes a radiant blue. Locke and it vanish. Lina vanishes too.-
-Umbra vanishes as well, leaving the Ghost-types that were possessing him scattered and lost-
Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages?
Atlas
NI HQ, Cell
Arahat: <...hm.>
(This is apparently enough of an explanation to stop him prying, but the Aggron still looks as if he smells a Rattata.)
Tastes better on the way back down.
Sylvie plonks down, half out of sight, and watches the snowball fight from afar, half considering letting Lombardy and Pavye out of their Poké Balls. She huddles more tightly into her coat. It does seem like a shame not to let Lombardy and Pavye have a good look at everything. She sighs as she pops open their Poké Balls.
Sylvie: Come on, then. Have a good look at everything.
Lombardy calmly sits herself down on a splayed bit of Sylvie's coat, whilst Pavye has a good look at the Pokémon-enhanced snowball fight and gives Sylvie a self-assured look before rolling up and hurtling his rock-body towards the fun.
Sylvie: Oh, for goodness'...
She begins to run after him.