like christ, but with more nails
Channah: -looks around, distracted by a school of Basculin that Basil runs after- Oh, uh. Just long exposure. My brother started helping me learn Monese when I was like 5, and I picked up more over time. Nothing special.
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.
The Flamebringer
Mordred: "And the Exploud who apparently thought himself the second coming of Shakespeare. Or something."
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.
Myth creater
Celadon department store.
Homer: -"sigh"- All right, thanks anyways, (In his head: pretty sure I'm a few years older then you, but whatever).
-"Homer pays for his and his Pokémons food, an exits the department store"-
Homer, as he walks through Celadon: No leads on the dollars, or egg men yet, and I have no idea where to start on this Mobius group. -"sigh"- Homer what have you gotten yourself into.
-"Morrigan floats up with her cereal"-
Mor, offering cereal: <H-here, have some>
-"Homer smiles and excepts the snack from the small ghost Pokémon"-
Homer: Thanks kiddo.
-"Mor then proceeds to dumps the entire contents of the cereal box into her mouth. She smiles wide, as her eyes go large from the upcoming sugar rush"-
Let's all have fun
The Wanderer
Marine Tube, past
-As a Wailord passes directly over the tunnel, diving into the underwater canyon-
Interesting, I know some people like that. Me, I could get the gist, but then I got forcibly transported to another universe by a corrupted goddess and turned into a Mudkip.
-Shrugs-
Go figure.
edited 2nd Jan '18 4:21:49 PM by rmctagg09
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
No voice to cry suffering
Pollen: <"Mutual improvement", huh...?>
Celadon Pokémon Center, morning
-everyone is asleep-
Pollen: <GOOD MORNING!!!>
Megan: AUGH
-she fwumps out of bed-
ow...
Vee: -groggily- <Whaddisit...?>
Pollen: <It's like my mom said! Early risers get the best pollen! Heh. So up and at 'em!>
-she flits off-
Megan: ...wha...?
Vee: -chuckling- <I've made a terrible mistake...>
Megan: ?
Vee: -turning to Megan- <Uh, hey, Meg, mind giving her some extra attention today? She...might be a bit more receptive.>
Megan: -confused- I'll...I'll do that.
Vee: <Alright~>
Celadon, now
-Megan is watching Pollen and Ceal spar, munching on some crackers she's dipping into a small pot of Honey-
No mind to think. No will to break.
like christ, but with more nails
Channah: -beat- (...Right. J-Team.) That's rude. But, so, what, you automatically learned it, then?
edited 2nd Jan '18 5:03:44 PM by Metanoia
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.
The Wanderer
Marine Tube, past
-To Channah-
Yeah, it was quite surprising when we got turned back and could still understand mons. My theories for why that is involve genetics and why two mons from completely different ends of the world can understand each other and any given humans, since Monese is pretty glacially static as a language.
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
The attack to the face throws the Ice!Blight off and stops the Grand Articuno in mid flight, as it is currently on Its last legs... er... tail thing.
"GET OFF OF ME YOU MUTT!"
The Reality!Blight brings the massive ball of energy down and smashes the stage, which reforms.
"OKAY THAT'S IT! WHY ARE YALL GETTING UP IN MY GEORGE FOREMAN GRILL!?"
A literal grilling stove appears at is says that.
Surprisingly it does look damaged.
The second floor is dark, "Welcome challengers. I hope you understand this fight will be difficult, but fair. You may only use the abilities natural to your forms... anything artificial, auric or obscuric, will be met with a harsh punishment."
A single light appeared at the back, "I understand your mission. And I wish you luck. The Jester will not play by your rules, but is too vain to properly think ahead."
It slowly got brighter, "He could have easily used us and set up a different challenge for you. What he seeks to open is very specific in its ruling, "Only a great hero may open"."
A singular blue light appeared in the warm orange of the glow, "Instead he has limited his ability to turn against you... He does not have all his power back. He is rusty from imprisonment."
It got bigger, the metal mask of a blight appeared, "The Entei to enflame you, the Articuno to freeze you, the Darkrai to enslave you, the Palkia to warp you, the Kyogre to drown you, the Groudon to entomb you. Any of them would have sufficed, but he has grown arrogant."
It stood there, a rippling scarf of fire across it, the Blight was different, it stood on all 4s and had the general shape of a Entei, "So come. Face me, and remove another element he could use against you. I have faith you can do this. Do not let me down."
like christ, but with more nails
Channah: You sound like an academic. -consideringly- I wouldn't care how it works, as long as it does. Would've freed up a lot of extra training time if I'd gone the cursed-by-a-goddess route. Not that it matters now, but eh. Pretty cool.
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.
-There may be a red eyed young man wandering past the sparring grounds with a mostly white egg held in an incubator and a shiny ralts wearing a floppy green hat following him-
-He might be recognizably J-team, or not. He's been kind of under the radar lately after all-
Some Rando
Grand Articuno
The Guardian stopping forced Talbain off of the Icelight's face and forced Ammy to pratfall.
<Ammy! Phaz! Switch!> He declared from his position in the dirt as he summoned some boulders to lob.
Amaterasu leaped for the Iceblight with a body wreathed in fire.
[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]
The GM House
Vinegar: I call dibs on the workshop!
Twitch: Hey, can I get this purple room?
Deziree: That's my daughter's room.
Twitch: Daughter?
Deziree: Adopted.
Twitch: Oh. I can fight her for it!
Deziree: She's a psychic who had to knife fight with Sneasel for food before we found her.
Twitch: Nope, nevermind! I can get the futon!
Deziree: Wait, what futon?
Cid: <Mobius found a futon out in the scrapyard. He insisted on bringing it home.>
DR. MOBIUS!: <IT IS A VERY GOOD FUTON! THERE ARE ONLY MILD STAINS OF WHICH I HAVE YET TO DETERMINE THE NATURE OF.>
Twitch: Oh WOW this is soft! This is a really good futon!
DR. MOBIUS!: <I HAVE AN EYE FOR FURNITURE!>
The Wanderer
Marine Tube, past
-To Channah, scratching the back of my head-
Well, "academic" is kinda my day job when I'm not moonlighting as basically a vigilante with my vigilante friends and friendly acquaintances. Being a researcher kinda makes you a professional nerd.
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Myth creater
Celadon
-"Homer walks past a guy with a shiny Ralts and an egg"-
Homer, to himself: hmm, pretty cute.
-"Morrigan (current stat boost: sugar rush; +50 speed) is spinning in circles at super "human" speed"-
Mor: <I can't feel my face>
Anubis, to Mor: <No more sugar for the rest of the day>
-"Homer notices the battle grounds"-
Homer: Well, why not. Anubis, Mor, we're gonna train for a bit.
Anubis, surprised yip: <Oh, yes sir>
Morrigan: <My tummy hurts>
-Morrigan, current stats: Sugar crash; -150 speed.
Let's all have fun
Fwomph
Grand Entei
Monos: <If we must be tested this day. So be it.>
-The invisible eye glides itself up to a nice top corner of the chamber so it can be out of the way of the fight. It makes a note of the wording of the seal as treedad prepares to bash and thwack and maybe break out the Will-O-Wisps if that's considered part of his natural abilities as a ghost tree-
Celadon City
-There's a Pent around being moody and having that winter grumples and also so much anxious about upcoming raids and Mobius just being kinda untouchable and even then would smacking Mobius around even fix anything? I mean with how things started it's highly unlikely that the phenomena is being sustained by a machine or something within Mobius-
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
Flying Colors
Nimbasa
From: Kai
Hey, so, in a few days me and my family are going to set out to find Alli. We're going to need some help with it. Last she was seen was heading into a portal in Lostlorn Forest, but that's about the only lead we have, and it's impossible to be sure that if we find a portal there, it'll lead to the same place. I don't know how long the search will be, or what we'll find. But we need the help.
If you're willing and able to come when the time comes, give me a heads up. We'll be meeting in Nimbasa.
-She sends the message, then pauses and looks at the list of contacts it was sent to.-
Kai: ...Hm...
-She composes another message for someone specific, who was not on the normal mailing list.-
From: Kai
I need some help on a search-and-rescue mission for my sister. Do you think you could lend a hand? We'll be setting off in a few days, and we don't really know how long we're going to be gone, so, if you have other things you need to take care of, no worries.
Happy new year, by the way.
edited 2nd Jan '18 7:05:32 PM by BittersweetNSour
No voice to cry suffering
Celadon, training grounds
-Megan notices Homer wandering by-
Megan: -calling out- Oh hello! How goes the search?
-meanwhile, Pollen gets distracted by something shiny in her Aura Vision-
Pollen: -stunned- <Whoa–>
-and takes the stream of bubbles she was supposed to be parrying head-on-
Pollen: <ACK!>
Ceal: <O-oops...>
edited 2nd Jan '18 7:13:43 PM by Asterisk395
No mind to think. No will to break.
Not A Lawyer
-Wherever she is, Kai should receive a response to her message within five minutes.-
From: Alice
Certainly. I would be more than happy to assist. Simply name a time and a place, and I will be there. I know my name is tied up in all manner of disrepute, but you need not worry about needlessly occupying my time.
edited 2nd Jan '18 7:21:27 PM by Herbert40k
Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.
Myth creater
Celadon training ground
Homer -calling back-: Oh hey.
-"Walks up to Megan"-
Homer: The search is... going, not exactly well, but it's going. Is that one ok?
-"Homer points at Pollen"-
-"Morrigan lays on the ground crying"-
Morrigan, with watery eyes: <My tummy>
Anubis: <Seriously no more sugar>
Let's all have fun
-Alas, someone has yet to realize or learn how to do anything to keep his aura from standing out in a decidedly inhuman fashion-
Pipit: -Winces at Pollen's face first bubblebeam as the walk- <That looked kind of painful>
Blitz: "Well, training isn't always easy..." -His ear perks at the passing cute comment, but ignores it. There's plenty of cute pokemon out today after all-
pain peko
-Creme Puff sidesteps the Cross Poison, grabs the Crobat, and noms it.-
-Meanwhile, Shaun's gaze becomes steely as he sends out an Empoleon and a Lucario.-
AU!Shaun: "Boys?"
-The two mons dart forward with a Metal Claw and Bullet Punch, respectively, while Shaun engages the nearest white-clad person in CQC.-
"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"
Flying Colors
Nimbasa
-Kai manages a smile, even though there's nobody to see it.-
From: Kai
Thanks, that's a huge relief. And I don't know who's got you in disrepute, you've always had nothing but the highest respect from me.
Time is still a bit up in the air, but I'll be in Nimbasa dealing with preparation for the next few days. I know at the very least it probably won't be a one-day trip.
like christ, but with more nails
Channah: Yeesh, that's a lot. I'm still surprised you haven't run off yet on some emergency or other.
Lewis: -looking at a laptop- Hmm... Mob services are down for the next week. And the only other way we could perform the Naming ceremony is by returning to the Cathedral of the Fresh Princess, and that's awfully inconvenient.
Arkady: <So, what you're saying is I won't have to go about introducing my newest team member as "uuuuurCfb^", or "~", or et cetera?>
Murkrow: -picking up and dropping a coin on the ground with increasing speed-
Lewis: Unfortunately, that seems to be the case. Too bad. I know they're not required anymore, but I liked randomized names. They're so unique to our faith.
Arkady: <True. Very... true.>
Lewis: No use dwelling on it. I'll just name him after... Hmmm. He likes money. Shall we name him after it?
Riot: <Yenjamin.>
EXR: <That's crap. Shilling. Uh, fuck. Shill.>
Arkady: <Lame.>
Manasseh: <Ragrabagh!>
Arkady: <No no no. Filthy Lucas.>
Murkrow: -takes off trying to steal someone's wallet-
Lewis: This could take some thought...
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.
No voice to cry suffering
Celadon, training grounds
-Vee pops out of her ball and applies a Heal Bell to Morrigan-
Vee: -gently- <Be careful with what you eat, kiddo...>
Megan: Ah, well. Honestly, anything at all probably helps! ^_^
-Pollen flutters up and darts in the direction of the inhuman Aura-
Megan: And she seems fine, don't worry!
...should I be paying you?
Pollen: -to Blitz, staring- <...what are you.>
Ceal: -moving closer, however a Primarina moves on land- <Pollen! You can't just ask someone that!>
Pollen: <But just look at–you can't see it.>
-she sighs-
Ceal: <Is this an Aura thing?>
Pollen: <Yyyyep.>
Ceal: <Welp. ...how can we be sure he understands us, anyways?>
Pollen: <Well if he doesn't, I'll just ask again! I know Psychic.>
Ceal: <Pollen no.>
edited 2nd Jan '18 8:24:24 PM by Asterisk395
No mind to think. No will to break.
AU Airship
Display!Alex: GET OUT THERE
-Everyone sends out their mons and leaps into action-
-Notably, Shizuo simply charges the white-uniformed people he faces and flings them aside, while Kurosawa the Kommo-o takes care of their mons, and Alex and Cogsworth fire the main weapons systems of the ship-
-A Crobat dives at Creme Puff with a Cross Poison while a Raichu aims at Orlok with a Thunderbolt-
Celadon Department Store
Cashier: Home base? Kid, they were everywhere and anywhere! Like that J-Team on the news...
Celadon, Corrin
Zumi: Apparenly they're a common problem with the J-Team, yes...
Goldenrod
Ilya: So, who were your assailants anyway?
Heracles: -snarls indicating he pities the Metagross-
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