The Flamebringer
Mordred: <Psh, yeah, perfectly fine.>
And proceeds to fall back over.
Mordred: <Okay maybe not fine>
Artoria, meanwhile, peeks around the corner of a building, before running over to Mordred.
Mordred grins <Artoria. That was cheap.>
Artoria frowns. <Mordred. That was rude.>
AU!Natalie: "Well, that does answer that question."
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.
No voice to cry suffering
Nimbasa
Pippy: -sweatdrops- <Oh dear...>
Megan: -waves- Bye, Jason!
Vee: <We really should've gotten his number...>
Thespi: -looking at the Lurantis- <Ah, to see two rivals, locked in combat... I hope I can find a rival of my own someday.>
-she looks off into a convenient light source, wind streaming behind her, dramatically-
-giddy- <It opens up so many possibilities!>
Megan: -looks at the new arrivals- Oh hey, a Jangmo-O...
-remembering, pulls out a blue, apparently 4th-generation Pokédex to see if there is any new data to be recorded-
-and designs are beamed into their heads-
-they can't make heads or tails of them, but they ooh all the same-
No mind to think. No will to break.
like christ, but with more nails
Channah: -sitting on a bench; looks up J-Team news on her Poke Nav and sees that Robin, Locke, Iron, Trip, and anyone else she was more than passingly familiar with don't seem to be associated with them nowadays- ...
Lo: <You'll make new friends.>
Channah: Huh?
Lo: <And failing that, you'll always have us, of course.>
Channah: -a little weirded out- Well, uh. That's nice.
-Channah's team is gathered without her-
Male Magmortar: <Oh, it is so, so nice to see you folks again! Sheesh, Thierry, you've gotten big. I haven't seen you since the last time she put you in the PC. Speaking of. Herself seems just a little different lately.>
Dolabella: <She's on the good stuff.>
Lo: <A new medication.>
Magmortar: <Really? Did something happen?>
Lo: <She asked that I not tell everyone why, although she may want to let you know, Liberty. It's not helping as much as I thought, though.>
Dolabella: <I dunno man, she gives even less of a shit about anything we do these days.>
Lo: <Which is not the result desired by anyone except you. You could stand to be more sensitive toward your own trainer's well-being.>
Liberty the Magmortar: <That's all right, Lo. I see. How's her, ah, disposition?>
Lo: <Somewhat better, although recent events gave her a bit of a scare. It didn't help her general unease regarding the J-Team, although she acts otherwise.>
Liberty: <Well, we'll keep an eye on her, eh? It doesn't sound like anything entirely bad. Not like, you know.>
Lo: <We shall see.>
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.
Some Rando
Nimbasa City
Colt wolf-whistled at the specs he was suddenly thinking about. "Bloody hell, if you can do that..." He contemplated. He considered creating an illusory construct that mirrored the specs described, to see if it would look about as good as expected.
And then he realized something. He placed his hands behind his back. "Shall we take this somewhere a bit more private?" He asked.
"And yeah, please don't do that to our minds again," he asked. "It's bad enough with phrases, but ideas?"
[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]
Flying Colors
Nimbasa City
Corrin: <You certainly don't look okay. Here, let me get something to help.>
-She climbs into Mason's bag to grab a Vulnerary Potion for Mordred.-
Mason: Hey!
edited 18th Dec '17 7:59:23 PM by BittersweetNSour
pain peko
Shaun: *to Hyp* "Hopefully!"
Ace: *to Daydre* <Was there any doubt?>
-They're closer to the fortress now. A landing should happen soon.-
"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"
Guess Who...?
Poni Shore
-Hearing the comment about a 'wasteland'.-
<Pekka: "That's correct, yeah. I... guess this is what our world would've been like if things could have been a bit more different in ancient times.">
<Pyry: "Hrmph. It's not all good. Why with a world so big, it'd be even easier to get lost in it!">
Hard Boiled Detective Since 1985
The Flamebringer
Artoria: <As she mentioned, I am Artoria.> -She gives a slight bow.-
Mordred: <And as she said, I'm Mordred.> -She bangs a claw against her chest.-
Artoria: <She sees herself as some sort of rival of mine, and hopes to best me in combat. I think.>
Mordred: <Yep!> -:D-
Artoria shrugs.
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.
Flying Colors
Nimbasa City
Corrin: <It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Corrin.>
-Mason is unfortunate enough to not understand a damn word of what they're saying. Near isn't here to be an inconvenient translator at the moment.-
Dunsparce Cloud
-PEFE!Every (the real one), has left the module where she was holed up, and is checking on the Dunsparce Legion (and Cytosol). Cytosol seems a little frazzled from having her mind invaded, and several of the Dunsparce Legion are banged up, but there are no serious injuries. PEFE!Every breathes a quiet sigh of relief-
PEFE!Every: Get yourself healed up, get some rest. Kyogre knows you've earned it.
-as her mons make their exits, PEFE!Every heads back down towards where the battle started, and finds herself in a corridor full of ash-
PEFE!Every: ...Ugh. Not like there were a lot of options, but...
-doing her best not to breathe too much, she makes her way to the end of the corridor, where a Grunt is still lying unconscious on the ground. She sends out Chime-
PEFE!Every: Can you wake him up?
Chime: <Let me get this straight. You want me to wake up the guy with enough telekinetic muscle to go toe-to-toe with Pokemon?>
PEFE!Every: He's got...what, 1/12 of a thing? It's fine.
Chime: <Alright, your funeral.>
-PEFE!Every removes the Grunt's helmet, revealing features that are quite frankly super pointless to go over-
-Chime gives his mind a prod-
-the Grunt's eyes snap open, and he lashes out, grabbing PEFE!Every by the throat-
Maybe I should have used the robot.
-she stabs the Grunt in the arm with a scalpel. He yells in pain and drops her, and she skitters away-
PEFE!Every: Chime!
-and vines sprout up, pinning the Grunt down. PEFE!Every climbs onto him. She's not heavy, but the full weight of even a fairly small person is a lot to just dislodge, especially with no leverage. She places the scalpel at his throat. The Grunt's eyes, which are utterly white except for the pupil, start to glow, but Chime's eyes flash as well and nothing happens-
PEFE!Every: Okay, so you've proven my theory about your inability to really use that much power now that your squad's dead. Which they are, by the way, so you could kill me now and your mission would still be a failure.
Grunt: Let go!
PEFE!Every: Happily. As soon as you explain to me exactly what you're doing here.
-the Grunt isn't really used to the idea of thinking for himself, after letting 11 other people (and for a short time, a Solosis) do it for him for so long. The idea of deceit isn't really one he's processed-
Grunt: Are you stupid? We need the Pokemon.
-PEFE!Every digs the scalpel in just a little-
PEFE!Every: Please don't call me stupid again. Why do you need the Pokemon?
Grunt: We don't have any. Used 'em up.
PEFE!Every: ...What? How do you "use up" Pokemon?
Grunt: Like you use anything up. Powered too much with 'em.
PEFE!Every: ...Powered what?
Grunt: Everything. Cities, cars, rockets, the Drives...
PEFE!Every: Your implant.
Grunt: The...the Drive. You know, you put it in, you can do Pokemon stuff. But we ran out. So we needed new ones. We started taking 'em from other facilities, til we got to yours.
-PEFE!Every makes a face. Chime looks revolted-
PEFE!Every: ...You...you...ugh.
-she contemplates the idea of just cutting this guy's throat. But on the other hand-
PEFE!Every: So you and the other Grunts. You had a... Drive that you were somehow sharing?
Grunt: Yeah! Exeggutor!
PEFE!Every: I really didn't want to know that.
Grunt: We each got a Drive from the same one, so we could all link up!
PEFE!Every: ...I'm almost intrigued, and yet.
-she climbs off of the Grunt, who attempts to get up, only to remember that Chime's Grass Knot is still pinning him down-
PEFE!Every: I want you to know that I'd like to kill you. Your motives disgust me and your applications are idiotic.
Grunt: Uh.
PEFE!Every: But unfortunately, if something like this occurs again, having you around may well prove useful.
Grunt: ...Uh?
PEFE!Every: Chime, get a couple Dunsparce who aren't injured, take him to the surgical wing, get that thing out of him.
Chime: <...And then?>
PEFE!Every: Put him in a cell? Get him a job as an intern? I dunno, be creative.
Chime: <What are you doing, then?>
PEFE!Every: Go back to Unova? That's kind of where most of my friends a—
-she cuts off, and stares at Chime, who stares back-
PEFE!Every: ...This has been a weird year.
-she goes off to locate Rotary, while Chime shrugs and telepathically contacts a couple Dunsparce in the area-
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
Oron Skies
"Not really! But I don't really make a habit of falling asleep while flying, so I got a bit surprised."
off the shits
Fwomph
Dominion Airspace
Booster: <Sorry! We're not locals and it's not like things are signposted!>
You got somewhere we can land and talk this out?
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
The Flamebringer
Mordred: <Yeah I think so.> -To Corrin- <So, uh, how's life?>
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.
Dunsparce Cloud
Brie: Plato's definition of a man refers to genetic identity! A plucked bird isn't a human any more than an Emolga with its wings cut off is a Pachirisu!
Ever: First of all, ew. Second of all, that's completely missing the point! Even if you accept the definition as valid, the presence of feathers does not imply birdhood!
Brie: Name one other thing with feathers!
Ever: Non-avian dinosaurs.
Brie: Is Reshiram a non-avian dinosaur?
Ever: You are moving the goalposts.
Brie: You're Unovan, what do you know about goalposts?
-Ever stares-
Brie: ...Wow, that was really mean. Sorry.
Ever: It's okay, that was hilarious.
Brie: No, it felt so rude!
Ever: Exactly!
-Brie frowns-
Ever: Oh. Hey, PEFE!Every.
Brie: How's it going?
PEFE!Every: One of you please give me a hug.
-Ever blinks. Brie obliges-
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
Flying Colors
Nimbasa City
-Corrin, thankfully, does not hear Artoria, and therefore does not recognize the implications of what she says.-
Corrin: <It has been... very unusual, to say the least. Reacquainting myself in a foreign land with a foreign form is quite... uh, let's say, "enlightening". Thankfully, I can take one of my old forms whenever I must.>
-Mason, regrettably, does not understand Corrin, and therefore does not recognize the direction this conversation is inevitably headed.-
High Priestess of Fabulous
Pizza Parlor
Psyche sighs. ~So, uh, speaking of getting used to emotional things, uh, I have a date tomorrow? With someone that's not one of my existing girlfriends. And that's... that's really weird, and I'm really nervous.~
"If I am to be met with disrespect, then I must first love myself with a fierceness no fool can take away." - Vraska, Gorgon assassin
Flying Colors
Pizza Parlor — Past
-Kaito blinks, and smiles-
Kaito: Oh, so that's what your "business in Unova" is! Who's the lucky lady? Other than yourself, of course.
The Flamebringer
Mordred: <'Old forms'?>
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.
High Priestess of Fabulous
Psyche smiles. ~You know Every, right? Cute girl, scientist, looks nearly identical to Ever, but has both arms?~
"If I am to be met with disrespect, then I must first love myself with a fierceness no fool can take away." - Vraska, Gorgon assassin
Flying Colors
Nimbasa City
Corrin: <I can't say I've ever heard of [EUROPE]. But yes, old forms! I used to be a human by default, and could become a much more fearsome dragon! I can only do the human form now, but look!>
-She grabs the armband from Mason's bag-
Mason: Hey stop digging through— wait a second no stop—
-And puts it on and becomes her human form.-
Pizza Parlor — Past
-Kaito's smile widens-
Kaito: Oh, yeah! I... actually have only really met her a couple times in passing, but yeah, I know her!
The Flamebringer
Mordred nods.
Artoria: <So... how does that work?>
Mordred: <I dunno, Kommo-o is pretty fearsome.>
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All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.
Flying Colors
Nimbasa City
Corrin: It's magic, I thought that was obvious?
Mason: Corrin you're not supposed to just suddenly use that thing in public around strangers!
Corrin: Why not? If your friend was so willing to give it away freely, it seems like it would be a fairly common item. It's just like a dragonstone, right?
Mason: I don't even know her and I have no idea why she just up and gave it to you! It's definitely not something everyone has!
Corrin: ...This world just keeps getting more peculiar.
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Dunsparce Cloud
-Brie, Ever, and PEFE!Every are here, chilling out or attempting to. They're in a room that has been designated as Brie's, and as such there are a truly stunning number of pillows-
Ever: I've lived here for 21 years, and I still don't understand how the bedrooms work.
-PEFE!Every has buried herself under the pillows, only her head sticking out. Brie is leaning against the pile of pillows. Ever is lying on top of it-
Ever: Wow. That's...the worst thing I've heard in a while.
Brie: It's definitely up there.
-Ever and PEFE!Every glance at her. She shrugs-
PEFE!Every: But...yeah. Day's been long.
Brie: No kidding...
Ever: So how was your date?
Brie: Ever!
Ever: She seemed like she was done talking about it! And I wanted to know!
Brie: ...I mean same.
PEFE!Every: Anything's better than talking about those people.
Brie: In that case, spill.
PEFE!Every: Oh, it was nice. She took me to Lostlorn Forest, explained some things about astrology.
Ever: Oh my Arceus.
Brie: Incredible.
PEFE!Every: Huh?
Brie: Nothing!
Ever: Continue.
PEFE!Every: Um, we ended up spending the night in the forest.
Ever: Wow.
Brie: First date?
PEFE!Every: What are you—
-it hits her, and she goes bright red-
PEFE!Every: Wait. No! No, no!
Ever: I'm sensing defensiveness.
Brie: Every Memito, what are you hiding from us?
PEFE!Every: Nothing!
-she ducks under the pillow fort. Ever and Brie exchange glances-
Brie: ...Like, just general embarrassment, or hiding something?
Ever: My instinct is to say they totally did, and she's hiding something.
-there's an indignant squeak from under the pillows-
Ever: But also, she giggles when she lies. She's just being a dork.
-there's a second indignant squeak-
Brie: Well, I'm glad you had a good time.
Ever: Gonna go out again?
PEFE!Every: Uh. Maybe? I don't know.
Brie: Did you get, like, a good feeling?
PEFE!Every: I'm a scientist. I don't trust hunches.
Brie: ...
PEFE!Every: ...But I think so?
Brie: Yay!
Ever: Gaaaaaay.
-Brie pokes him. PEFE!Every giggles-
Edited by memyselfandI2 on Jul 16th 2018 at 10:40:07 AM
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
The Eccentric Electric
Aspertia City Gym:
Chopper is hit square in the face by the Pidove's Wing Attack, hard enough to cause him to get knocked out of stance and fall on his back. The Machop would then quickly regain his senses after being stunned for a moment as Mark remarked, "Woah, bullshit! I thought you were a normal specialist, didn't think you kept birds around!" Regardless of how Cheren would respond, Chopper would spend a moment rubbing his eyes with one hand before taking a horse rider's stance to secure his footing before Mark told him, "Alright Chopper, time for a little payback! Don't hold back!" Almost instantly afterward, Chopper would retaliate by running toward the Pidove before leaping in the air and preparing to deliver an axle kick right into the normal bird's forehead.
Living The Fever Dream
Silas sits there for a moment, stands up straight, adjusts himself, and calmly, quietly, and with as empty and cold as a tone he can say, "Please. Never do that again. Use a pen and paper next time."
He brought out his pDroid and cycled through some old designs for Hardsuits, "Whatever you are looking for. We'll be able to build."