Natalie turns around, seeing the Heatran. "Mein gott that thing is massive."
Natalie: "Well. This... is better than the island the base was on." -She looks over at the churning water before turning to Cid and co- "Apologies for barging in like this, Director."
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.-there's a Durant on your jet, Silas-
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.Alolan Skies, The Red Wings
Zrone: -He pokes his head out from under Comet's wing- "Could someone pass me my legs? Please? I. Panicked. That was a monster of a Heatran and I was. Well."
"..."
"..."
"Lucius Cain!!"
"... Hello! Sorry to hear about your father. Say could you grab my legs?"
"If there is no way to win, I will simply force a way."Sewer Tunnels
-Stops at a sewer ladder-
Okay, here we are.
-Starts climbing up-
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.-Ever, with nothing better to do, is texting-
To: PEFE!Every
From: Ever
The fundamental flaw in the logic of magic denial is the function of semiotics in thaumaturgy. You can make all the arguments you want about geometric invocation and its use by Rangers for their stylers or summoning signs, but that's still fundamentally a tool with a specific output. I could use a pencil, a quill, a rib bone dipped in blood, or even the corner of a sponge dipped in ink if you want to get really esoteric about it, and the effect would be the same. None of these substrates are chemically or physically equivalent, so why should a spell recognize them as the same thing?
It's because of the semiotic link. All of those things are being employed as instruments of writing and thus they can all be used in the same way in a magical ritual. The substrate of magic isn't chemical, which is sort of the point. It's semiotic, and that's why it can't be confined by rules. Everyone views it differently and so it's never the same for two people. Thus, you can't order it or define it with scientific laws, because your observations would only be observable by you. Science is cool, but it's got limits, like everything else.
-PEFE!Every, who is fiddling with a gun, glances at her phone-
Scuttle: <Not going to answer?>
PEFE!Every: He's just trying to bait me. No matter how good the intention, a manipulation is a manipulation.
-she scribbles "psychic resonance with abstract concepts" in the margins of her notebook and resumes her work-
edited 8th Jan '18 4:45:26 PM by memyselfandI2
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.Admin D's Office
Dr. Robinson: Perhaps so, but Dr. Univyce likely won't respond well to the suggestion, don't you think? He has not had a very good history with traitors.
-She circles around to D's side. There's a deathly chill to the air.-
Dr. Robinson: And using a Snag Machine before clearing it with the good doctor likely wasn't the most pristine introduction to the subject.
Unnamed Island — Past
Rose: Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck Domino we are getting out of here.
-She looks at Scarlette.-
Rose: Need a ride?
Scarlette: ...
-Scarlette turns away.-
Scarlette: ...Crew, get me out of here.
-A hole of Obscura swirls open in the sand, letting a little bit spill in. A Trevenant pokes his head out.-
Sticks: Got ya, cap.
-Scarlette and Gus jump down into the hole, which promptly disappears.-
Rose: ...Okay.
-She recalls Pixie and Nora, then sends out Domino.-
Rose: Well, looks like we're off, huh?
Domino: <Let's hope we make it before things get nasty.>
-He takes off.-
-Lucius and Shard are both unceremoniously dumped on the deck by Cyrus. Shard unfurls herself slowly, like a catmon - her mask and armour hide it well, but she seems distinctly ill-at-ease as she looks first at Cid, then Natalie.-
Shard: ...Thank you.
-Meanwhile, Lucius blinks at Zrone.-
Lucius: Um... thanks, I think. I just have a couple of questions first, namely whomst, howst, and whatst.
edited 8th Jan '18 4:44:57 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.Channah: Oh. Good, it's not in the sewer, then. -climbs after him-
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.-both Flareon are situated under the grills, breathing fire into them-
Forte: Needs to be a little warmer, I think.
Fireball: <Aaaaaaa I'm trying...>
Forte: Come on! This needs to be the best pizza ever! You don't want to lose to that old guy, do you?
Fireball: <No way!> -flares to life-
Chad: Okay, that was just mean.
Forte: Uh, sorry, but I actually meant your Flareon more than you.
Chad's Flareon: <Doesn't make it better. And besides, a youngster like you is sure to burn out soon.>
Fireball: <Not a chance!>
Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.Silas stares at the Durant, "Hello there..."
Bishop has turned on the autopilot as Silas stares at the Durant.
The Fire!Blight puts a leg forward to stop Spinme, "You are truly inexperienced aren't you?"
Jester starts laughing, laughing hard, laughing so hard it starts to reverberate through the island. It sounds wrong.
"HOW CUTE! THE DOGGO WANTS TO FIGHT ME!"
Another dog treat is tossed at Colton's head.
Jester has changed in size and now takes up the entire room, "So... why do you think you stand a chance at victory?"
Team Iron Pile Of Kindling
-Heracles is hit, but staggers back and starts charging energy-
Contact Me!-Tripod, strangely enough, begins playing dramatic music that was in Dune's post-
-Megan stares up at the giant Lava Plume and...stares-
Megan: ...we really gotta go.
-Pollen flits down and presses an appendage to Tripod, then, more sluggishly, ducks into one of Megan's coat pockets-
-Tripod perks up, reality bending around them-
-a Pokéball is pressed into Megan's hand-
Megan: -to the strange bag gremlin- ...huh? Um, thanks?
-she spares a moment to peer inside, then pops the button on Marmalade's ball-
-Vee pops out, attempting to hop onto Marmalade's back-
-Pippy pops out, sliding down and getting caught with a tink by one of Tripod's magnets-
Pippy: <I have regrets>
-both spin watery veils in an attempt to shield from stray sparks or stone shards or huge, horrible gouts of fire or lava that may fly their way-
-Megan watches Scarlette leave, and half-sighs in relief-
Megan: Okay, now.
-Tripod pauses for a moment to allow anyone who wants to to hop to Marmalade to do so, then zoooooms up and in the opposite direction from the angry(?) Heatran in the ocean-
No mind to think. No will to break.D stands up and looks right into Dr. Robinson's eyes.
"And why are you so suddenly concerned for me? As far as I know this is the first time we've ever spoke."
edited 8th Jan '18 4:37:45 PM by PhilosopherStones
GIVE ME YOUR FACE-something that is probably not a Sceptile gives Megan a thumbs-up from inside the bag-
Marmalade: <Wait, what's—>
-lava-
Marmalade: <...Oh.>
-she hovers in place long enough for anyone to make the jump, and then rockets off-
edited 8th Jan '18 4:39:12 PM by memyselfandI2
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.Grand Entei
-Monos was not prepared for someone to take a hit for him so he's just looking down at the Spinme-
Monos: <Why did you do that? I was supposed to be protecting you...>
City Area
-Yo, wandering Pent-
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.Unnamed Island
-Laambo Dragon Rushes, recognizing a buildup of energy.-
Alolan Seas, The Red Wings
Cid: ... Cain?
-He turns to Hector.-
Cid: Get us a medic up here. Get these people taken care of - anyone else who catches up will likely need aid as well.
-As he speaks, a certain jolly janitor lands onto the deck. He has a nasty gash on his arm, and the Gligar he rode in on is too tired to pull itself off of the deck.-
Mister Taylor: That... was certainly more than I expected...
Alolan Seas, The Red Wings
Zrone: "Yes, Cid. This is Lawrence's son, Lucius. ... All you Cains have L names and it's annoying. Variety! Variety is good!"
"... Natalie! How's the arm?"
"also please could-"
-Reaper grabs Zrone and hurls him next to his legs-
-It takes a minute or two but he recombines himself-
"THERE we go."
-He kicks a few times-
edited 8th Jan '18 4:44:37 PM by Verax
"If there is no way to win, I will simply force a way."-Fireball pauses to gasp for breath-
Fireball: <Running out of fire...>
Forte: It's not done yet. We still need the cheese in the center to melt.
Fireball: <I know but I need to... hold on, I have an idea!>
-Fireball leaps toward Chad's Flareon, taking a blast of fire to the face and setting his fur aflame-
Fireball: <Now I'm ready for more!>
Forte: Oh! Good idea!
Chad: Oho, there's a clever trick.
Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.Team Iron Pile Of Kindling
-Gabe watches anxiously from atop Tripod, eyes darting between the strange ship, the wrecked base, and the enormous Heatran-
-Laambo's Dragon Rush is met head-on by a Freeze Shock-
Contact Me!-Lucius blinks at Zrone again.-
Lucius: ...I mean, you're not wrong, but you answered literally none of my questions. Maybe I just didn't phrase them-
-Then Zrone's recombination happens, and he blinks again. Several times.-
Lucius: ...HOLY SHIT YOU'RE A CYBORG TOO HOW DID I NOT NOTICE THAT AND YOU CAN PULL YOURSELF BACK TOGETHER AFTER BEING VADERED THIS TEAM IS AWESOME
-It should be noted at this point that Shard has faded back into the shadows.-
edited 8th Jan '18 4:51:19 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.Grand Freezune
Colt tugged on his hair and stood his ground. "If I wanted to fight you, I would have donned the scarf and buried you in ice and stone. No, what I'm gonna do is -" and then he bit his tongue in realization he almost betrayed his strategy. He realized he had a sentence going an exhaled. "delegate to my team, because I remember how we managed to wound you last." Banking on you not fixing your weakness, he realized.
Without warning, his Lucario materialized, grabbed Colt's collar, tugged on his shirt, struck him in the forehead with the same paw, forced the scarf on him and returned him. D.C. grabbed the sweater he left behind and stuffed the Pokeballs into the lowest regions of the pockets. <He thinks he stands a chance because he personally wants your head,> he summarized, <and he thinks we have a prayer because he's too confident.>
Hasslemon
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LE: ...
MB: ...
VA: ...
CC: ...
DD: ...
UO: I GET IT.
DD: You did kinda bring it onto yourself, you know.
LE: A comparably stagnant team vs. a Reality Warper. You really should have expected to be told off.
MB: We all hate him, but we all want to live to see tomorrow.
VA: Which holds more weight for you?
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[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]Alolan Seas, The Red Wings
Zrone: -He thinks to himself- "Wouldn't it be more like "Maul'd"? Granted, mauled is an actual word. But. Yes."
"... I am so glad someone appreciates me sweet Giratina this is a great day"
Reaper: <Oh no, he just stroked his ego.>
Havoc: <this means he's always going to favor the boy>
Reaper: <Rather, he's never going to shut up about it.> -She clicks her mandibles-
"If there is no way to win, I will simply force a way."Unnamed Island
-Laambo roars in pain... before using Swallow. He then roars in triumph.-
Laambo: {THIS TIME, I CAME PREPARED! I AM INVINCIBLE!}
*THOOOOM*
-Laambo slowly turns around.-
Pele: *Snort*
Laambo: ... {Ah.}
Pele: <Oh, do not stop on my account. Please. Continue.
Alolan Seas, The Red Wings
-Cid is now even more disquieted than before.-
Cid: Mister Taylor. Where's Vice Directors Orlandeau and Aulstyne?
Mister Taylor: Dr. Aulstyne retreated to a safehouse with some of her Grenadiers. I... I do not know where Dr. Orlandeau is.
-Cid's demeanor grows more shadowed.-
Cid: Previa, you have the deck. Get these people taken care of.
Previa: But I hate people!
-Cid gives Previa a look.-
Previa: ... I-I mean... Yes, sir.
-Cid heads inside to his quarters.-
edited 8th Jan '18 5:00:47 PM by DuneTheWanderer
Silas has peaced out with Jimmy and whoever wished to come along, flying off in his jet.
He turns to his new passengers, "So... Hi. Welcome."