ITT: We are all Pokémon Trainers

Shinobi: <That's pretty cool>

-Nods-

<Just curious, I've got a ditto now and was just thinking it might be good for it to learn to speak human sometime>

Resort Area

Sholto: <Hm... Well, if they want to learn, I'd be glad to teach them.>

"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every

Shinobi: <Yeah? That would be convenient. We'll have to talk about it>

'

-Mitch peers down at the Skarmory, with a cold look in his eyes-

Mitch: "Hmm, what to do with you..."

-He taps his foot on the ground, while the metal clad bird watches-

"It would be wrong to leave you here, lest others suffer Ismo's beating, which I think you have been punished quite fairly for"

Vulcan: <I think Heph would say not enough.>

Heph: <...>

Mitch: "Hmm... You're coming with us."

-Heph and Vulcan raise their eyebrows at that-

Mitch: "You're too dangerous to leave around, and I seriously doubt you would pull a stunt like that under our eye."

Skarmory: <...But why? Why waste your time with a piece of trash like me, unwanted since I got checked for battle aptitude>

Vulcan: <...He gave his reasons, and while I don't agree with them, I'll abide by them. He hasn't given me any reason to doubt him before, better to not start now>

Mitch: "Now, what's your name? Write it on the dirt with a claw."

-The Skarmory raises an eyebrow-

Mitch: "Your name, what is it."

Skarmory: <Uhhh... I don't have one.>

-Mitch notices the Skarmory looks puzzled, and realizes what's happening in his head-

Mitch: "Oh, you don't have one, well then, I guess I'll give you one."

-He pauses and thinks for a bit, before-

Mitch: "From here on forward you shall be known as Vestus, try to remember that"

-Beat-

Mitch: "Oh, by the way, you pull something like that again on Ismo, you're going to get much worse than what Heph gave you."

edited 11th Jan '17 9:57:59 AM by Deviljho

Must Eat All Life Forms!

Resort Area

Sholto: <Cool! Well, feel free to let me know either way.>

"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every

Hope you don't mind all these long posts, just trying to set backgrounds straight

-As Mitch and the others are walking, Vulcan turns towards Vestus-

Vulcan <What did you mean earlier, when you said you were unwanted since a battle aptitude test?>

Vestus: <Why do you want to know?>

Vulcan: <For curiosities sake.>

Vestus: <I didn't always dwell in alleys, I had a trainer once. He was very competitive, and he was training me up for some runs in the Fight Area, but then...>

Vulcan: <Hmm?>

Vestus: <He too me to a battle aptitude tester, and apparently I didn't pass, because I was discarded not long after.>

Vulcan: <Oh, that's rough.>

Vestus: <Eventually I made my way here, and took up residence in the alleyways, where I wouldn't get in the way others.>

Vulcan: <...Damn.>

edited 11th Jan '17 10:56:03 AM by Deviljho

Must Eat All Life Forms!

Resort Area

-Jason is meandering-

Jason:Tch...I should really think about going ta Sunnyshore for that last badg-

-Crik-

Eh?

-Crik crak-

-Blink blink-

Yer hatchin' already?

-He pulls the egg out of his bag-

-Crikidy crak-

Hm...a Kiss move...I wond-

-A small hole breaks open and a veeeery smol yellow face pokes out with a little proboscis.-

???:Cutie?

-Blink blink blink-

-the face tilts-

Fly?

Jason:...'scuse me?

-A smol bug mon flys out and lands on Jason's nose-

Baby!Cutiefly:Fly! ^.^

-Blinking intensifies-

Jason:Well...this is...unexpected.

-He sits down-

Sooo...what ta name ya?

Baby!Cutiefly:Cu?

Pyrite Town

-Ludmilla is walking down the street, Doomsday at her side. A few ruffians at Battle Square shoot a few glances at the little girl before Doomsday shoots back much, much nastier glances that puts them off.-

Ludmilla: Hey, Doomsday?

Doomsday: <Hm?>

Ludmilla: Do you think... Mommy's okay?

Doomsday: <Oh, you mean with her little case of obsession?>

Ludmilla: Yeah...

Doomsday: <Eh, I wouldn't worry. Apparently this isn't the first time this has happened. She'll be back to her old self. Eventually.>

Ludmilla: Okay...

-She doesn't look especially satisfied with that answer.-

-Doomsday, meanwhile, curses the extreme cloud cover and wishes that the damn sun would come out. She then spots a particularly familiar silhouette in the clouds and squints her eyes.-

Doomsday: ~I know that's you, you old relic.~

Garuda: ~Excuse me, I am not THAT old.~

Doomsday: ~Look, Ludmilla here needs some cheering up. I know you happen to know a local god...~

Garuda: ~I am not going to sacrifice a Gogoat.~

Doomsday: ~Har har har now shut up and listen.~

-Greninja nod-

Shinobi: <Definitely, I'll call or text or something when we've figured it out>

Road to the Cathedral — A few days ago

-As the group approaches the Cathedral area, those who are not Vierr may notice sparks of various colors (particularly yellow, pink, purple, and black) flickering around his hands without him trying.-

The GM House

-Deziree, her face scorched and grimy, pulls Dune into her workshop.-

Dune: ... What happened to half the lightbulbs in here?

Deziree: The Process. Now sit down and watch this!

-Deziree turns on a brand new machine, oddly well-put-together for a machine of such slapdash design. Dune takes a sip from his mug.-

Deziree: I found a way to recreate one of these coins!

-Dune's brow furrows.-

Dune: The... the mask coins?

Deziree: YES!

-She runs over to the wall and flips a massive lever.-

Deziree: HAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA! THEY CALLED ME MAD!

-Dune sips from his mug.-

Dune: No I didn't.

-The lightning sparks all over the place as the machine revs, and beeps, and squeals, and, strangely enough, the sound of a woodchipper.-

Deziree: HAAAAHAHAHAHAHA!

-The machine gives a small *bbbbbbbbt* as one of the trays opens, revealing a yellow and teal mask coin, quite similar to Deziree's.-

Deziree: HAH!

-The coin and machine quiver for a bit.-

Dune: Uuuuuuh...

-The coin jumps slightly - it's now missing an exact square out of the middle.-

Dune: ... Dezi?

-Then each section of the coin gets a matching, mirrored hole in it.-

Deziree: ...

-Then each of those sections get ANOTHER hole in it.-

Dune: Deziree, what's happening?

-Then each minuscule section of coin disappears into a fractal void as the exact same process happens to the machine, only faster.-

Deziree: ...

-The machine and coin are now gone.-

Dune: ...

Deziree: ...

Dune: ...

Deziree: ... I think they turned into a Menger Sponge.

Dune: ... Rrrrrrrrright. Okay.

-Dune scoops up Deziree into his arms and leaves the workshop.-

Deziree: GAH!

Dune: You need a shower. And either you're taking one yourself, or I'm taking you outside and breaking out the sprinklers.

Deziree: Okay okay I'll go take a shower! Just put me down!

Sholto: <Cool.>

<Anyway, maybe I should get going, so, unless there's anything any of you want to talk about, I'll see you later?>

"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every

Shinobi: <Yeah, guess I've kept you long enough. But I'll let you know. Good luck with the Interpol thing>

Path to the Cathedral, past

Lizkit: -Noticing Vierr's sparks- You know, normally when I see stuff like that, it's only in one color.

Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.

Road to the Cathedral

Vierr: Hmm? Oh, that. Well, you could say it represents my colorful personality.

-Elysia bops him on the head.-

Elysia: <That's not even slightly correct and you know it.>

Vierr: Ow! Okay, and I may or may not be able to use all four parts of the Auric Spectrum.

Elysia: <Barely, mind you.>

Vierr: Hey, I'm getting better! That's the whole reason I'm here in the first place!

-Sholto nods, though this only manifests as a slight rustling of the suit-

-He notices this and corrects it by nodding the suit awkwardly-

Sholto: <Thanks. See you later.>

-He starts lumbering off-

"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every

Resort Area

-Ever is sitting holding Breeze, with Merle perched on his shoulder and Brushfire sitting in his lap-

Ever: Hey, Breeze, do you think you could use Psychic to ferment grape juice?

Breeze: <Why would that be possible?>

Ever: Just wondering.

Brushfire: <I'm pretty sure that's not how wine is made.>

Ever: Why do you know that and not how to use the psychic powers possessed as a commonality by your entire species?

Merle: <Also, you need a license. I know a guy, though.>

Ever: ...Didn't that go out of style almost one hundred years ago?

Merle: <Eh.>

-Ephemera wanders by-

Brushfire: <What's that smell?>

Ever: <Um...>

-he picks up the cup of grape juice he was examining and sniffs it-

Ever: ...It's wine.

Breeze: <That cat concerns me.>

-Ever shrugs and drinks-

Breeze: <Happy 21st we would have celebrated if you'd been awake yesterday.>

Ever: Aren't people supposed to sleep in on their birthdays?

Merle: <Normally sleeping in doesn't entail sleeping for the entire 24-hour period.>

Ever: Eh.

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Path to the Cathedral, past

Lizkit: -To Vierr, slightly surprised- All four, you say?

Resort Area, today

-Has been holed up watching Switch stuff-

Brigoo 2, yes!

-And may be in earshot of Ever-

Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.

The GM House

*BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW*

-Dune looks outside, a frown on his face.-

Dune: The hell was that?

-A plume of dust is being kicked up a ways away.-

Rill: <Oh c'mon is Galvani test-driving? I told her not to do that after the sun set.>

Dune: Test-driving? Test driving what?

---

-Deziree shifts into third gear, twists the wheel, and cranks on her custom playlist.-

---

Dune: ... Ah, she's letting out steam.

Rill: <Oh, so THAT'S what that song means.>

Road to the Cathedral

Vierr: I can certainly demonstrate, if you want me to.

Elysia: <Wow, you actually have some self-control for once. Usually you just show off whether people want you to or not. I'm impressed.>

Some days ago

A ragged looking Jeff manages to find his way to the Resort Area.

-The rental room lies still and quiet as a silvery light filters dimly through the curtains-

...

-The sheets rustle softly as their occupant shifts, yet again-

........

Blitz: ...bah...

---

-Eventually a red eyed young man wanders through the streets, gazing skyward occasionally as he gets further away from the quiet town-

-He glances at his phone to double check just how late it is, and then look up to the moon again-

Blitz: "Friday the 13th, and a full moon. Wonder how often that happens? Maybe that's why I can't sleep tonight."

-After a period of silence Blitz shifts into a Greninja, albeit without the shifting of shadows that usually happen when he's in the moonlight, and climbs up a nearby tree to find a seat in the branches-

Shinobi: I know this was supposed to be a "curse". Though considering everything it lead to for me, being a weremon might be one of the best things that happened to me

....

Well, it certainly was the most interesting thing for a while. And I doubt I'd have any of the friends I've got now if it weren't for this

-He starts to settle in against the tree trunk-

Resort Area outskirts

-I'd say a gentle breeze wafts through the leaves-

-But that'd be a lie-

-It's more like...a gust-

-A hard...very violent...very...   vile    gust-

-Much further away, a figure watches in the shadows-

Resort Area, near Jeff

(Far from any Greninja-y shenanigans, a bespectacled young man, heavily bundled up in a red plaid trapper hat and equally red and plaid jacket, is milling around in what looks like a rather foul mood.)

Tastes better on the way back down.

Shinobi Gre?

-Shinobi's thoughts are interrupted by the sudden shift in the wind. He shifts into a crouch on his branch and looks around-

This isn't normal