Altar

I'd wager their history involves Beheeyem or Clefairy or something sharing their tech, Colton mused. He finished typing things up, looking up. "So you guys have semi-human Pokeforms? What were they?

"I'm just asking to sate my curiosity, and because I kinda want my own Pokeform to evolve." He confessed. And to know how you carry yourself.

Akala Ferry

Sergey chuckled, currently having Loran and Sylvaine on his shoulders.

Sergey: "For me as well, Darling~ I didn't really leave the HQ before you came back."

Akala Ferry

Phaz smiles

Phaz: "Then let's enjoy it a lot~"

Embry: <I WANNA HUG TOO!!!>

Embry used Tackle!

Critical hit!

Phaz is on the floor!

Phaz: "O-Ow..."

edited 5th Oct '17 12:20:35 PM by Phazya

Silas shrugged, "I wouldn't call them semi-human. More like we were pokemon in the general shape of a humanoid figure. I can't recall everyone off the top of my head but I do know that I apparently ended out as part of the Lucario line. Something my partner here refuses to let me forget."

~I had high hopes to share the teachings of auric abilities with you, then you get home and as it turns out. Still no auric ability. Doesn't paint a very good image for what your auric powers would be like as a Lucario.~

"Hacks, all I used them for was spotting enemies when I couldn't see them. Also seeing the giant psychic barrier Alexander had constructed around his cybernetically enhanced brain when his outer shell was blown away."

~You said that it was pretty scary.~

"Oh yeah! Beating a giant head only for it to become just a giant brain and two glaring eyeballs. I'm probably pretty screwed up from all that."

Throughout, while his expression changed in small ways, never above a grin or a smirk when he smiled, his tone was even. If it ever rose, it never rose far, it was almost a very stead monotone.

"So, anything else you want to ask? I might have some photos or merch in my bag of my time in the Slip System to show off my Lucario form, because I ain't got no way to turn myself into one right now. And honestly I'm not exactly hunting for the next chance."

~Well I am! We'll get a chance to train for a few days eventually!~

"Hacks, bro, I get that you are disappointed. But hey, live and let live," Silas said as he began to dig around, his coat slipped a bit and revealed a almost wooden brown and silver item under his coat. Colton may or may not have noticed it.

Altar

Upon the mention of merchandise, the Unovan tourist took an isolated shine to Silas, letting every last little detail sink in. Especially one object.

"Whazzat lil' silver-brown doohickey?"

edited 5th Oct '17 12:24:04 PM by AbsentCoder

Silas stops for a moment, looks down, "Oh."

He took his bag off, and slowly opened his coat with a hand up, "Don't have much elsewhere to store this-"

~The PCs technically can hold anything,~ "Not what I meant. And I'm not leaving it back at HQ. It helped a lot when we faced that metal centurion."

He slowly pulled it out, it was a blaster of sorts, "Little souvenir that's kind of hard to get rid of. Set to stun I assure you, from my time as the Captain of the Cobalt Stars."

edited 5th Oct '17 12:27:27 PM by EchoingSilence

Altar

A little anticlimactic, the Unovan considered. "If that's all ya feel comfortable about - because I for certain am done askin' - we've got bigger matters to address.

"Primarily finding out what on Arceus' - mostly blue, actually - earth happened to those who tried to rescue Locke, and getting them back."

Silas put the blaster away, "Alright. Good luck with that, only so much I can do here."

Altar

"Huh," Colton paused. "I assumed that since you knew the most about interdimensional travel, you would know how to go about this.

"Meh, I suppose that was wishful thinking at best." He shrugged and sat down on the stairs. He had returned his headphones to their rightful location and was now listening to something.

Silas blinked and then laughed, "Me? Knowledgeable inter-dimensional travel? Buddy I stumbled into it, I just worked with the techs to give them a general idea of what our dimension's tech level is to make it work. I'm a bit of a engineer sure, but honestly, I don't fully understand the wormhole."

Altar, Past

Etran starts walking up the steps to the Altar, with Siku following him. Etran makes it up the stairs, only to notice several people, some of whom he recognizes.

<Please don't be them,> Siku said. <Nope, it's them.>

Etran stays near the steps, wondering if anyone noticed him yet.

edited 5th Oct '17 2:48:07 PM by etran12

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaand the winners will be receiving a all expenses paid trip to the Pokeworld Animation Studios here in Bright Unova! To see a piece of history about everyone's favorite sly fox Pokemon!"

On the TV appeared a old inkblot cartoon, of a cheeky looking Zoroark bouncing about to the music, being chased and avoiding a old timey Trainer with a Pikachu on his Shoulder. A title appeared as the Zoroark stopped and looked at the "Camera", he smiled.

"Zachary Zoroark in: Adventures Below!"

The winning numbers played on the screen, the winners would be flown in soon.

Mobius Airship

Intern: Oh Arceus please leave.

PEFE!Every: No. I'm here to apologize.

Intern: What?

PEFE!Every: Yes. The way I treated you was completely unacceptable, and I'd like to change in the future.

Intern: ...Is this a threat? Are you threatening me?

PEFE!Every: Why would you assume that?

Intern: The Claydol behind you staring at me menacingly.

PEFE!Every: Rotary? He's just taking data.

Intern: ...Data?

PEFE!Every: Yes, on your emotional reaction to my apology. I'm getting some very good numbers.

Intern: So this isn't sincere at all?

PEFE!Every: Is it not possible to be sincere and seek knowledge?

Intern: It really isn't.

PEFE!Every: (earnestly) Huh.

Mt. Hokulani, Observatory

*BZZZT!*

Sophocles: OW! Okay, Charjabug, get in here!

-A Charjabug slinks his way into the room, being met by Ludmilla's Midday Lycanroc, Gelert.-

Ludmilla: Accelerock!

-As Gelert rushes down the slow, loaf-shaped insect, Ludmilla hides behind a crate and shoots at Sophocles again.-

*BZZZT!*

Sophocles: OW! Hey, you're already fighting! That doesn't count!

Ludmilla: I know!

*BZZZT!*

Sophocles: AH-HOW! Stop that!

Ludmilla: No!

*BZZZT! BZZT! BZZT-BZZT-BZZT-BZZT!*

-Sophocles scrambles for cover.-

Molayne: Pffffffhahahahaha- *BZZT!* ACK!

-Molayne quickly dives for cover as well as Gelert and the Charjabug continue combat.-

Altar

-Ahe stopped pacing sometime during Colton and Silas's conversation and listened in-

Ahe: Silas- that was your name, right? -could you try and get Asimov to open another portal? Maybe not back to that other dimension, but somewhere random?

Aether Paradise

Kraft Work: <All right, break time!>

-Frieden wipes his sweat with the towel around his neck and goes to Krieg.-

Krieg: ......

Frieden: So, I may or may not have been in a dazed state and forgot half if the things you said, and just rolled with the information I could actually get through my head. Care to repeat?

-Krieg repeats everything he said. Frieden takes a swig of iced tea.-

Frieden: So, you're saying that 5 years ago when you went into a coma and woke up, you still had that fragment with you? Are.... You sure it's just........ PTSD? You know, trauma from that bastard.

Krieg: I wish that was true but......... My mind back then, it....... It hurt like hell, as if something was squeezing it. I don't think PTSD gives you that Frieden

Frieden: ......... I'll try to find a way to, I guess 'Cure' it. Just don't go anywhere, 'cause it might be better for you to stay here

-Krieg chuckles.-

Krieg: You do realize that's the third time you said it, right?

Frieden: Fuck, whatever. What drink would you like?

Krieg: Soda.

-Frieden goes to get the soda.-

   He cares about you a lot, that might be his downfall.   

Krieg: I swear to God if you do anything to him......

-The voice just chuckles.-

edited 5th Oct '17 3:05:54 PM by Lawlight

Seafolk Center

-A certain Basculin checks his number and smiles-

Jones: <Yes! Haha, this'll be great!>

???

-Elsewhere, a Zoroark checks his numbers-

Zoroark: <Well, this should be a nice getaway.>

The Limo with the prize winners rolls up to the old animation studio, it seems clean enough on the outside. No obvious markings that would signify anything out of the ordinary.

Though there is a house across the road from it, and sitting there is the grumpiest looking Unovan the winners have ever seen.

Unova-Pokeworld Studios

Etran hops out of the Limo. Malice is floating behind him.

<This should be fun!> Malice exclaimed. <Remember, though, Your grandpa wants pictures.>

"Yeah, I know, Malice," Etran said, pulling out a camera. "The cartoon's older than he is."

Etran looks at the grumpy Unovan.

edited 5th Oct '17 4:12:37 PM by etran12

Unova-Pokéworld Studio

-Out of the car comes a Blue-Striped Basculin with a Tricorne-

-As well, a Zoroark Illusioned to look black and white, with a vest, gloves, and boots-

Jones: -to the grumpy man- <Ooh, you must be an animator person!>

edited 5th Oct '17 4:31:13 PM by CorvusAtrox

‘’’PokéWorld Studios’’’

Colton disembarked from the limo, looking at the studio in all its glory.

<Not as glamorous as I anticipated,> Rei remarked, having taken some time to watch the studio’s works over the few days since she was brought to Unova. She was still a Sneasel.

“Look, we’re here, okay?” Colton remarked. Her trainer fiddled with - but did not open - the other Great Ball he brought. “Let’s just enjoy it.”

Pokeworld Studios

-For once recently, Pentigan is by all accounts legitimately excited. I mean sure he wasn't much of a presence in the limo ride there but now stepping out of the car accompanied by a little Rockruff bundle of fluff and bouncyness he seems happy to be here and takes a deep breath-

Oooooh man I can feel it. Places of creation always have that hint of the Slip about them but there was so much made here that I can just feel it oozing through the air!

-He picks up the arfing little pup and smiles as he looks around at the others-

Looks like someone kept the place in good condition after they folded.

The grump sat up straight and spoke, "So you all got that hokey Tour huh?"

He grunted and got off his chair, walking towards the group, "You're gonna find nothing but trouble in there. There's a reason it closed down over 50 years ago, so my advice? Don't go in. Don't bother."

Some would recognize him as Tex James, former employee of Pokeworld animation and maker of Chatot Melodies for Unovan Pictures. "I left that place long before that anyways, if you want my opinion, Alan was a nut."

Unova-Pokeworld Studios

<Well, that was vague> Said Malice.

"We still going in?" Etran asked.

<Of course we are!> Malice exlaimed. <We've come this far.>

Lyra: <Told you I made a goos choice in buying gold with most of my credits then selling it here for Poké.>

Elizabeth: "I will concede that that was a pretty smart idea."

Lyra: <I am a pretty smart Kadabra.>

-Elizabeth waves at Pentigan. Lyra looks around to see if she recognizes anyone.-

Lyra: ~Sir, you realize that just makes me want to go in even more, right?~

edited 5th Oct '17 4:48:09 PM by SwiftSeraph