Mobius Airship — Admin D's Office

-Barty cackles, and slides out of view.-

-The door opens.-

-Dr. Robinson steps in, expression indiscernible.-

Dr. Robinson: Hello, Des.

"And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson."

He tries to hold back a few chuckles.

GIVE ME YOUR FACE

Unnamed Island

-The base underneath the pair of titans crumbles even more. Several hallways fully collapse.-

Laambo: {GRRRRAH!}

-Laambo lashes out with a jaw-claw to Heavy Slam Heracles back. He quickly tries to roll himself back onto his feet.-

Alola

-One portion of the ocean steams and boils as a pillar of lava builds up underneath the surface.-

Alolan Seas, The Red Wings

-Previa is now trying to work out the gunk form between Zrone's joints with rubbing alcohol and paint thinner.-

Juri: <Uh, hey, Cid? Is the ocean boiling part of your plan?>

Cid: What are you-

-He looks to the south with a pair of binoculars.-

Cid: ... Oh.

Admin D's Office

-It's hard to tell, but Dr. Robinson smirks.-

Dr. Robinson: I'll forgive you for foregoing my title, that was a clever joke. Albeit one I've heard a thousand times already.

-She closes the door behind her.-

Dr. Robinson: I've heard some interesting things about your recent venture to our allies' base, just before it fell.

Remains of the Iron Base

-Some sand blows around, despite the lack of wind. Sand really does get everywhere, doesn't it?-

Unnamed Island — Past

-Rose and Scarlette, along with the rest of the group, gets outside just in time to see the ocean begin to boil.-

Rose: ...Well, fuck.

---

-Elsewhere, out of everyone's view, a certain Rose lookalike strolls up in a bikini, pulls up a beach chair, and sits down to watch the impending meltdown.-

edited 8th Jan '18 2:38:51 PM by BittersweetNSour

 Underneath Black City 

-Walking down a sewer tunnel with a flashlight-

It shouldn't be too far now. At least it doesn't smell.

Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.

Channah: -avoiding touching the walls- So is there is a surprise at the end, or...?

There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.

"Yes. It was a complete disaster. If this doesn't convince da' Boss to abandon them then nothing will."

He pauses.

"That's not why you're here though, isn't it? I have an feeling in my gut that you want to discuss my performance, specifically. Correct?"

GIVE ME YOUR FACE

Alolan Seas, The Red Wings

Zrone: -The light on his mask constricts, then widens one can basically hear the "camera zoom" sound-

"Well it's been fun, but Cid I think I need to go iron my Purrloin, so, I'll see you later-"

-Aaand he tumbles over next to Previa because while he'd been cleaned out a fair bit, it's not all done-

"If there is no way to win, I will simply force a way."

Admin D's Office

Dr. Robinson: You'd be correct. In particular, I'm curious where you managed to procure a Snag Machine gun, in an organization that abhors Cipher and Snagem.

-Her smile creeps further up her face. It's not reassuring.-

Team Iron Pile Of Kindling

-Once again Heracles roars in pain. This time, however, he fires an Ice Beam straight into Laambo's maw-

---

Gabe: ...Okay, we made something mad, and we need to get out NOW.

Contact Me!

-From one of the passages leading into the rapidly-collapsing Iron Aux Base, Shard emerges from the shadows, her and Cryokinesis dragging her diminutive doppelganger onto the beach.-

Lucius: Urgh... sand. I hate sand. It's coarse and irritating and... other shit...

-He peels off his broken gas mask and blearily looks up at Shard.-

Lucius: ...You saved me. Why did you-

Shard: Shut up.

-An Icescura tendril lashes out and curls around his neck.-

Lucius: A-ack!

Shard: Failed. Wanted to see if you would prove an adequate double, and you failed. Not a shred of discipline. No use for you at all.

Lucius: H... h-h...

Shard: Oh? Something to say? Cry for help, maybe?

Lucius: ...H-how are we g-getting out of here?

Shard: ...

-She drops Lucius, now gasping for air, and looks around to survey the situation.-

Shard: Good question.

edited 8th Jan '18 3:14:59 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.

That smile is not reassuring.

"I built it myself from some salvaged Cipher tech. Believe my, I abhor those organisations just as much as you, maybe even more so. However, the technology could prove to be useful."

GIVE ME YOUR FACE

-they also arrive outside to see the boiling oceans-

Vee: <...I do NOT want to Surf across that.>

Pippy: <And I don't think we could make a Blizzard big enough...>

Megan: Yyyeah, let's get outta here.

-she recalls Pippy and Vee and sends out Tripod and a revived Pollen-

-she hops onto Tripod, clinging to their antenna-

Tripod: -beeps concernedly-

Megan: Anyone else want a lift? We should probably get out of the way of...whatever that is.

No mind to think. No will to break.

Natalie, unfortunately still with normal, 100% human lungs, I should fix that, is coughing, trying to find her way out of the base.

She pulls out a pokeball. "Cyrus -cough- Clear us a path -cough cough- would you?"

Cyrus: ~With pleasure.~ -He Psychics some debris out of the corridor.-

Natalie: "Would have been nice if there -cough- had been time to grab a mask or something -cough.-"

Cyrus: ~I would worry about getting out first. We -and by that I mean you- can always replace your lungs later.~

Natalie: -cough- "True." -cough-

The duo manage to emerge onto the beach.

Natalie: -cough- -She looks up, seeing Shard and Lucius. "Oh, hello, there, you two." -She looks at the boiling ocean. "That looks like something we don't want to be here for." -cough- "And -cough- I take it the fact that you're still here means you don't have a way off the island."

Cyrus: ~To cut a long story short, I assume the two of you would like a lift.~

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

Unnamed Island

Laambo: {HRGLGLGLGLGLGLGLGLGLGLGLK!}

-Laambo chokes on the ice. He begins to freak out, and starts to Thrash about with his sword.-

-The base cracks and crashes even more, making a small crater-like arena around the two dragons.-

Alolan Seas, The Red Wings

Cid: ... That isn't what I think it is, is it?

Alola

-A plume of ash and rage bursts from the boiling ocean.-

*FWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!*

-A massive Lava Plume tears into the sky, the massive thermal disruption causing Previa's thunderhead to fall apart as the condensed water vapor disperses again.-

Alolan Seas, The Red Wings

Previa: HOLY SHIT!

Cid: Time to go. Helmsmen, flank speed!

Helmsman: Where, sir?

Cid: Anywhere but here!

-The ship's engines roar to life and start burning fuel like it's life (quite likely) depended on it.-

-Shard stares at the Lava Plume, then turns to face Natalie.-

Shard: ...Would be appreciated.

-Lucius, still gasping for air, weakly holds up a hand to offer the coughing Natalie his gas mask. It's still broken, but it's the thought that counts.-

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.

Alolan Sea, The Red Wings

-So as the Lava Plume tears the sky, there's a metallic scraping sound-

-So uh, Zrone's gone. Or well, half of him-

-Zrone's legs were left behind when they still weren't working and his upper body was de-gunked-

-Like-

-Damn that man can move when he wants to-

"If there is no way to win, I will simply force a way."

Team Iron Pile Of Kindling

-Gabe gets on that fucking Magnezone. He doesn't care if the iron stings a bit, he clings on for dear life after that eruption-

---

-Heracles roars and simply slams into Laambo with a Fusion Bolt-

edited 8th Jan '18 3:57:57 PM by Umbramatic

Contact Me!

Natalie looks over to the giant fucking lava plume.

Which, now that she's not actively inhaling dust and smoke anymore, the coughing and hacking has subsided.

Natalie: "Yeah, Cyrus, get us out of here."

Cyrus: ~Destination?~

Natalie: "ANYWHERE THAT'S NOT HERE!"

Cyrus: ~As you wish.~

-He blips the four out-

---

Artoria manages to reclaim her phone and looks out at the giant lava plume.

Artoria: "Mordred, we're leaving."

Mordred: <YEP. TAMAMO YOU USELESS FOX, GET OVER HERE AND TELEPORT US OUT!>

Tamamo: "Rude♡"

-She teleports the icefoxes, Artordred, and Jenkins and Marie.-

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

Lewis: -appears- Oh, Megan. You're all safe, that's good. I hope there's some room up there. -makes to climb on-

There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.

 Sewer Tunnels 

-To Channah-

Not really a surprise, but it is somewhere that's important to me.

Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.

-on the Magnezone, a Sceptile peeks out of Gabe's bag, looks back and forth at the assembled Magnezone-riders, hands Megan Marmalade's Pokeball, and disappears back into the bag-

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

-Forte returns to the trial area with a crust, a bag of cheese, Tamato berry sauce, and sliced pepperoni-

Chad: Making a pizza, are you?

Forte: Yeah, why not? I mean, usually you cook pizzas at pretty high temperatures and I really like pepperoni so...

Chad: Well, I'm not here to judge.

-Chad slaps a piece of meat onto his grill-

Chad: As for me, I'm gonna cook an old-fashioned hellsteak.

Forte: A what?

Chad: Hellsteak! Never had one? It's so hot that once you take a bite, it burns you forever.

-Forte tilts their head-

Chad: Houndoom meat is naturally flame-resistant, so you have to get it up to really high temperatures to cook it properly. But I assure you, my Flareon's up to the task.

Chad's Flareon: <Totally.>

-just then, they both see a Lava Plume rising from the sea-

Forte: Holy crap!

Fireball: <Awesome!>

Chad: Well, there's a good omen if ever I've seen one. Let's heat things up!

Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.

Channah: -tries to imagine what that is down here in the sewers, or wherever it's leading- Uh, alright. Cool. -looks at him curiously-

There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.

Unnamed Island

-Laambo cries in pain, his earlier bravado replaced by rage and frenzied agony. He continues Thrashing, swinging his sword at Heracles in mad vertical hacks.-

Alolan Seas, The Red Wings

Cid: That... is the biggest Heatran I've ever seen.

Previa: FASTER! FASTER!

Helmsman: We're burning at flank speed, sir! We can't go any faster without causing the engine to explode!

Alola

-Pele looks around.-

-A tiny speck of a ship - apparently made of metal. Metagross? No. Alakazam? No. Humans. Humans with metal ships? Good for them.-

-She looks to her last four islands.-

-Still strong. The youngest one still stood tall - tall enough to be capped in snow. Good. Couldn't abide her craft being weak.-

-Small metal island to the south. Also humans? Set upon coral. Clever. Not hostile. Pokemon living there.-

-Her eyes turn to her nearest island - old. Early attempt.-

-Wait.-

-When did that crater get there?-