Mt. Chimney
-To Channah-
Well, one of the last times I saw him I fought a giant four eyed Huntail deep underwater afterwards... but that's unlikely to happen again.
Nimbasa Center
Other!Tagg: ...Of course.
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.X-Naut Fortress, earlier
Maggie nods and goes off to store it.
Maggie: "If Gudrunn somehow makes it here, I'll be taking it back with me, though. Bet she'll find some way to get in if not."
X-Naut Fortress, now
Maggie is watching the J-Team show on her Pokegear.
Maggie: "This... excellent..."
Yarne: <I... What is even going on in that play?>
Sack: <Et pourquoi l'Ultra-Chimère parle donc le Kalosien?...>
Maggie: "Eh, fair on that end."
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every-Solonn floats out of the way of the sword and wrestles with Herald-
Gudrunn: Mad? Ha! I'm doing what's best for the world at large, and no one can stop me!
-she knocks Zelrich prone with a blast of Obscura-
Robin: See, there have been other people like you. Some of which are Pokemon right now. And we don't know why they're appearing.
Azama: <That was one of the local gods? I must say I am disappointed yet amused.>
From: Reina
yvyvttvgctctvttcdxexrx aaaaaaaaaaah we all really need to talk this is serious
From: Nico
I'm apparently descended from them too. And from that I know any one person getting all the artifacts is a very bad idea.
Nico: Right, hopefully she won't find a way into this particular base... I mean, we're on the moon, but.
Polly: ~Don't forget those Best Berry creeps.~
Other!Umbra: Well, we might be able to get something resembling the truth...
edited 18th Jan '18 9:09:07 AM by Umbramatic
Contact Me!-Vierr gives the mental sentiment associated with an eyeroll to Polly-
Vierr: Yeah. Especially since they're not the only ones we've gotta deal with. Best Berry, the School, Neo-Flare, Neo-Illusion, probably a bunch of other Neos, we're trying not to spread ourselves too thin.
-He cracks his neck-
Vierr: So, where do we start?
This was a mistake.
Balmung is thrown out of his hand unconscious, and Zelretch is thrown to the floor, down, but far from out.
He recalls Balmung. "Well."
A Bunnelby and Buneary are around.
Buneary: <Ngh... can't believe that portal just spit us out here. And that we're rabbits now or something.>
Bunnelby: <Hm, that said, you've adapted pretty quickly to this form, Charlotte. You were fighting off the others pretty well.>
Charlotte: <Heh, don't sell yourself short, Benny, you're not doing too bad yourself.>
Benny nods and looks at a good luck charm hanging around his neck.
Benny: <True enough. Let's hope this charm does some good and our luck turns around.>
edited 18th Jan '18 9:39:44 AM by CorvusAtrox
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every-Ever is on his laptop-
-he's not playing Minesweeper, or checking his email, or looking up videos of people poking Beedrill nests and getting stung-
-well, he is doing all those things, but-
-he's also sending out an email to the J-team mailing list-
To: J-Team mailing list
From: Ever Memito (SevenGhostsInATrenchcoat@heck.edu)
Re: Jacob
Hey. You're probably wondering why I've sent this out as an email and not a text. Don't worry, I'll get to that later.
So, the unfortunate fact of the matter is that Jacob Iridis, anime boy and friend, is currently being controlled by a Glitch, specifically something calling itself Chaos, a "Shard of Calamity", and attacked me yesterday until I was saved by a highly peculiar Bisharp. To those that have dealt with the other two Shards, Destruction and Tragedy, Chaos is every bit as capable as its siblings. To those that haven't, count yourselves lucky, but we may have need of you before this is over with.
My cousin, PEFE!Every, believes he's been possessed since shortly before Christmas. The two have interacted in various capacities, most notably an attempt to kill her at the PEFE HQ and a generalized attempt to erode her sense of lucidity over the past several weeks.
However, her interactions with Chaos have given her a chance to determine its abilities. Chaos is composed of a tar-like substance which can grow without concern for substrate. While easy enough to destroy, it is difficult to destroy entirely, and injuries inflicted by it risk festering into additional instances of possession. Further, if a portion of its substance is removed from the whole, that portion is capable of operating independently if not destroyed. Chaos proper can manipulate the substance composing its body into the usual suspect of natural weaponry: tentacles, spikes, blades, etc.
Chaos's most notable ability, however, is the ability to copy abilities from the memories of foes it fights. When battling me, it made use of Muninn's psychic powers to try and force its way into my mind. Against PEFE!Every, it manifested the abilities of an artificial Pokemon she created. Consequently, when battling Chaos, have countermeasures devised not only for anything you have fought previously, but for things your companions have. Make sure both of you have a good general grasp on the available pool of abilities on which Chaos may be able to draw. In a general sense, however, it can be assumed that Chaos has maximum capabilities in the fields of physical, ranged, and psychic combat; and that it is unhindered by traditional limits such as gravity, Newton's third law, and the four-move rule.
Saliently, though not immediately relevant in terms of combat, Chaos possesses an impressive ability to alter data. In attempts to convince me that PEFE!Every was undergoing a nervous breakdown, it provided me with doctored footage of a confrontation between the two, and furthermore was apparently capable of deleting the actual footage beyond any capacity to restore. Examining the footage, I was able to find no signs of falsification, despite the fact that I now know the footage to be doctored. As such, I have sent this message out as an email so that each of you will have a native copy, and Chaos will not be able to simply alter a single text in the group chat.
Also, seriously, this is closing in on ten paragraphs. Do you want to read that in a group text? I don't.
Attached is a video I was able to take during my confrontation with Chaos. Please note its ability to conjure spikes out of seemingly nowhere, as well as the damage inflicted on the surroundings by its attacks. If you do end up confronting Chaos, it's imperative you understand the level of power it brings to bear.
Also, if anyone recognizes that Bisharp and knows how to contact it again, that would be very nice.
Good luck, and best,
Ever
[the attached video starts shortly after Ever's phone was destroyed, with Ever fleeing from the spikes, and ends with the appearance of the Muninn copy, before abruptly transitioning into static. Rend can be seen several times in the video, though usually not very closely]
-to clarify, this mailing list does include Jacob-
To: J-Team Groupchat
From: Ever
Check your emails.
To: Tagg
From: Ever
Hey, hope your break's going well! Idk if you're checking your emails, but don't worry, everything's under control! Enjoy yourself! 💙
To: Facob
From: Ever
Don't ever fuck with the people I care about again. 💙
Oh, and real Jacob? You've got this. Don't let this professional knockoff cramp your style.
edited 18th Jan '18 9:45:50 AM by memyselfandI2
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.-Mezzo is awakened by her phone beeping, and then checks her email-
Mezzo: ...
From: Mezzopurrloin
Where's Jacob?
-Shaun powers on his laptop.-
Shaun: "Oh for Palkia's sake..."
From: Shaun (ThreeRowletsInATrenchcoat@TurtwigMail.org)
Re: Re: Jacob
This bastard again? I thought it got offed.
I have to wonder why it's resorting to possesion...is it unable to hold a form on its own?
Some days you just want Arceus to rain down holy Judgement on all your problems.
edited 18th Jan '18 9:59:49 AM by SwiftSeraph
"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"Psyche blinks.
To: The Former Collective Noun
From: Psyche
...I swear to Arceus if Jacob survives this i’m Gonna kill him.
Were Maggie to look out the window, she may notice a Charizard with a pouring truck spreading something resembling cookie dough on the lunar surface next door.
A boy skips down the route, before seeing Benny and Charlotte.
Boy: Ah, good morning! You're new around here!
Rattata: <Welcome to the neighborhood!>
- .... . -.— .——. ...- . / .-. .- .. ... . -.. / - .... . / .- -. - . .-.-.- / .. .——. .-.. .-.. / .... .- ...- . / - —- / .—. ..- - / —- ..- - / .- / ..-. .. .-. . / . .. - .... . .-. / .— .- -.— .-.-.- / - .... . .-. . ..-. —- .-. . .-.-.- *
From: x@example.com
Subject: Re: Jacob
Attachment: module_pefery_2018-01-12_0330.webm
<no message body>
edited 18th Jan '18 10:19:06 AM by Tangent128
Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages?Polly: ~I can think of a few Neos of groups from my time that would be a pain in the ass.~
-Gudrunn leaps up, attempting to impale Zelrech on the Purple Sword...-
Bagon!Jackie: Hands off, bitch!
-Only to be knocked aside by an areal Headbutt from Jackie-
-Gudrunn is knocked into the side of the Stormchaser, and snarls-
Gudrunn: You all are wasting my time.
-She stands up, recalls her mons beind the defense of an Obscura barrier, then envelops herself in an Obscura cocoon that shrinks and vanishes-
Jean: Dammit, she got away.
-She texts the J-Team-
From: Jean
There was an attack on the Stormchaser. Some one calling herself the Sorceress. Anyone know what's going on?
-After the other texts-
Robin: ...Probably.
From: Ammy
Ho-oh fucking damn it I'm going to burn that Glitch
From: Arika
What Ammy said except with stabbing.
Meanwhile
-Gudrunn reads the email-
Gudrunn: That Glitch I resonated so stongly with?
-she smiles an unsettling smile-
Excellent.
X-Naut Base
-Nico peers out the window at the Charizard-
Nico: How did that Charizard get here? And more importantly how did she find space friendly cookie dough?
Grodus: <More importantly?>
Nico: Hey we could feed the whole base with that kinda stuff!
edited 18th Jan '18 10:30:18 AM by Umbramatic
Contact Me!Hyul Island
Phaz woke up startled by the Jester's noise, falling off of bed
Phaz: "...Ow..."
He nods at Colton with a thumb up and proceed to quickly clothe himself up instead of, you know, going in pajamas.
Somewhere, a Phagey fic is being written, or a pic with Sergey fawning on Phaz's pajamas is made.
Phaz: "I'm ready to kick ass and chew bubblegum. And I have no idea if I can buy bubblegum here."
MEANWHILE, C.C. SPINME
She's ready to get to the Grand Kyogre
What's the use of money if you ain't gonna break the mold? Even at the center of fire, there is cold All that glitters ain't goldI don't have email.
From: Glöckchen
Maggie checks her email.
Maggie: "...Dang."
"I don't think I'd be good for dealing with that personally, but... hm..."
She looks out the window.
Maggie: "...What."
Outside, a Metang in a red and white outfit with goggles goes over to the Charizard.
Metang: <...Do you have a permit for this?>
Benny notices the giant-to-him boy and responds.
Benny: <Thank you. We appear to be a bit lost.>
Charlotte spies the Rattata for a bit, debates whether she's really gonna put on her act for a rat. That said...
Charlotte: <Oh thank you for the welcome! I'm not sure how a girl like me would survive in this place if you hadn't shown up!>
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also EveryYangverse!N’s place
Colt walked around the house, looking for the Charmander that Reshiram turned into. Going down one hallway, he stopped upon finding an unconscious Torchic. Paranoid, he picked him up and ran outside, grabbed Sylveon’s Pokeball and let her use Heal Bell. They held their breath as the Torchic woke up, and tried to stand up.
<WHERE ARE MY ARMS?!!?> Wait, what? Sylveon helped the Torchic up onto his feet with a feeler and exhaled. <Okay, what’s the last thing you remember before we found you?> She asked bluntly.
The Torchic stalled. <I don’t know,> he allowed. <I just know this isn’t who I really am.>
“Okay, tell ya what,” Colt said, making his presence known as he knelt down. “I’ll care for ya until this situation gets resolved, okay?” He asked.
The Fire-type nodded, exhaling. <Just, answer me a few questions, okay?> He pleaded.
“The least I can do,” Colt shrugged.
<What is she?> He asked, nodding to Sylveon and almost losing his balance again.
<I’m a Sylveon, a Fairy-type Pokémon,> she summarized.
<Fairy? Pok-ay-mon?> He asked, for further clarification.
“This world’s fauna,” Colt stated sharply. “Fairy is one of eighteen ‘types’ which is basically how the other types affect it. Each Pokémon has one or two types,” he elaborated. “and learning how they all affect each other is quite a migraine.” He summarized.
“Oh, and you’re gonna want to learn how to defend yourself if you want to get your arms back. Actually,” he paused and drew the Orange Scarf and draped it over the Torchic’s neck.
Meeting him at eye level was a redhead with piercing blue eyes. He wore a blue chest plate and eggshell-colored pants tucked into a pair of blue boots that matched his eyes. A cape fell from his neck, red on the inside and blue on the outside.
Most surprising was the presence of a sword sheathed in a hilt draped over his back, hidden underneath the cape.
Colt spoke up. “I don’t think you’ll be able to get away with having a sword all the time. Just... try to train in that armless form for a bit - what we in this world call a ‘Torchic’,” he added. “And you should be able to not rouse suspicion. Something we’ll keep between ourselves, okay?” He finished as he extended a hand. “Colton.”
His hand was grabbed and shook with enough force for his footing to waver. “Roy,” he introduced.
Hyul Island
“With those ones eliminated,” Colt observed, balancing his phone and the map. “that leaves Grand Entei and Grand Kyogre.
“And they’re on the other side of the island-FUCK ME!” He said as he punched the wall.
“Well, no point in waiting,” he mused. He walked outside and entered the pod, starting up the engine as he waited on Phaz.
[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]Silas looks at Megan, "I think we have to say it."
Gregor finally speaks up, <Da. Please explain.>
"Okay soooooooooo... You're both Pokemon."
<Pok-a-mon?>
"No. Pok-é-mon. Pocket Monsters in long form. You two are part of a genetic set of creatures distinct from humanity that hold powers. Our world is... well full of science and magic thanks to these creatures."
<Oh... So is not too different from our world?>
"Well... Yes and no. Tell me what do you know about Multiverse theory?"
<I am simple man. Do not know what "multiverse theory" means.>
Silas whistled, "Hacks you wanna field this one?"
~In short, you guys might be somewhat familiar with time travel, so there are numerous timelines each with their own distinct events. You two entered into our set of timelines and are in our universe. Congrats!~
<Oh... Wait then how can you hear stories of us if different timeline?>
Gregor was giving the two a look, on the poison karate frog it looked somewhat amusing.
"Megan we have to tell them. There is no if ands or buts, we gotta tell them the truth, either we do it now and get the shock out or we do it later and get them upset with us for lying."
edited 18th Jan '18 10:40:46 AM by EchoingSilence
-a whole bunch of texts hit Megan's phone at once, the beep somehow compounding on itself into a shrill blare-
Megan: Ack!
Donnel: -hopping, startled- <What in tarnation was that?>
Pippy: <A kinda sorta magic messaging thing, it's safe. Also, let me help you with that?>
Donnel: -getting scooped up by a forming sphere of water- <Ah. And, er, thanks...? Gosh, that's a lot better.>
-Megan reads-
From: Megan
Oh no are you okay???
We'll help you get it back, no worries!!
From: Megan
Do you think we can set up like a sting operation with another one of these artifacts?
Also, Gudrunn? Did she have a Glitchy locket with her? One's trying to find her, and it seems like it'd be best if that didn't happen ._.
-and she sees Ever's text-
-she checks her email-
Megan: ...
-it's a long email-
-but current events intrude-
Megan: Silas, it's not relevant! It's true, but it doesn't mean anything for their reality!
... -thoughts-
Oh what the shit. The "traveling bard" is a mass-produced kinda sorta magic interactive theater thing in which we can pair you up with each other romantically. It's really weird, because it's treated as an entirely original work of fiction here, despite apparently matching your world, if what we know is familiar enough to recognize you.
Donnel: <...what?>
Human!Ceal: ...huh?
Megan: Honestly, an Anna probably sold it.
Donnel: <...ah.>
edited 18th Jan '18 10:59:30 AM by Asterisk395
No mind to think. No will to break.Silas receives the messages but can't find anything to say. As Megan tries explaining, he silently facepalms.
"Megan that did not help anything."
~Like what you are going to say will.~
"I'll try. So... How many timelines do you think there are in the multiverse?"
<Uh... A lot? As said before I am simple man. Mercenary and cook, not man focused on intense study.>
"Okay so let me sum it up like this. Infinite. There are countless upon infinite timelines that we can't even comprehend."
<...Ok... this is relevant because?>
"Because in those timelines, eventually something impossible is going to happen. Where you are from, the events are all real. Right?"
<Da! Is lived history! I stab man in face with sword!> Gregor responded amused.
"Right. Okay here, you guys are all a work of fiction."
Gregor's bemused face disappeared. <What?>
"Here. You guys are a part of a interactive fiction series..."
<...How?>
"I don't know the particulars, but I'm a smart guy-" ~Aren't you the humble one...~ "-And as best as I can tell, out of the countless infinite realities your world just so happens to line up with the work of fiction we enjoy."
Gregor is shocked and looks like he can't breath, "If it makes you feel any better, our current world may also be a part of a series of fiction in the multiverse."
<Does not help.>
"Sorry... it was either tell you now or wait for that potential bomb to drop eventually."
He looks around at the, uh, damaged Stormchaser. "Concerning, but she failed to get what she came for and was forced to flee. Of course, we seem to be no closer to retrieving the necklace, either."
Mira: ~Right! We should probably do that.~
Indeed F!Robin seems to have attracted a crowd. She looks around. "Case in point."
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.Bonfire: I do not have a permit!
Boy: Well, maybe I can help. Youngster Joey, Demigod of Commons, at your service!
-he takes a bow-
Rattata: -blushes- <Um, it's probably not that bad? I don't think we stopped anything from eating you...>
Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages????
Chaos: -It looks down at Jacob's phone and goes through the email and text-
"..."
From: Jacob
Do you want to see what happens to your "friends" when you taunt me like this?
I will show you. You and everyone what happens. What I will do to you, and everyone who associates themselves with you.
But first you get to see what happens to your Jacob now that I no longer need this shell.
-Jacob gasps and doubles over as Chaos' muck exits his body-
-He immediately hits his pauldron and goes to send out Regina when he's slammed through a tree, several in fact, and then pinned to a cliffside-
Jacob: -Gritting his teeth- "Good... good, now I end-" -He's cut off by being cocooned in Chaos tar-
Chaos: -With it's other arm, it sprouts several scythe like blades and rears back-
From: C̸̨̢̧̢̡̢̧̨̧̢̛̛̛̛̛̻̙̼̫͉̩̘̟̥͉̲͈̩̥̪͚̟͔̞̤̤͍͖͔̦̳̖̥̞̥̮͍͉̫̲̥̱̫͈͓̰̝̟̣̱̙͉̪̼̤̬͉̲̼̙̹͇͚͙͇͒͂̔̆͌̂̓͛̅̾͗́͆̏͂̃̽̿͂̈́̒̈́̆̆̈́̈́͊͊̽͗̇̊̓͂̓̅̊͛̊́̉̆̈̏͑̉͋̋̓̽͑͛͗̋͋̌̀̑̔̿̋̽̅͋͌͊͂̂͗̓͒̏͒̌͗̇̄̓͗́̊̇͋̍͛̃͐͌̈̽̋̄͆̓̐́͒̈́͊̌̋͗̅̈̎̋̆͆̃͗̃̌́͒͒̾͗̓̂͛̑̐̐̿̀͛̿̇̽̒̉̏̈̾́͐̇̈́̈́́̀̊̔͋̇̿͂̒͛̎̀͋̂͊̎̑̌͌̉́̓́̉͐̓̓̀̊̈̉̀̒̾̾̄̀̇̾́̈̓͛̓͗͊́̈́͆̓̀̂̈́́̽̾͗̐̀͛̎̾̈́̀̈́̏̀͑̀̒̄̉͊̊́̈́̀̓̈̍̽͗̄̃̎͂̆͗̇̌́̏͋̉͛̚͘̚̕̕̕͘̚̕̚̚̚̕̚̕̕͘͘͘͜͜͠͠͝͠͝͝͠͠͝͝͠͠͠͠ͅͅA̵̡̧̧̨̡̢̢̡̨̛̛͚͉͇̳͖̬̮̩̤̠̹̳͔̞̩̳̙̫̹̻̦͖̯̠͈̦̜̻̩͔̹̥̠̤̦͕͖̜̳͙̤̦̼͍̭̞͔̪͚̦̜̝̜͈̻͙̙̹̤̬̻͓͕̗̥͓̘̯̰͔̩̝̩̭̮̳̱͙̖̟͕͎̘͈̞̲̩̺̠̗͎̣̺̟̻͖͍̰̤͙̰͛̏̈́́̔͋̂̈́͛̑̃̔̎̈́̔̏͂͌͑̒̓̊͋͂̽͑̊͗̈́̄̇͊̑̈́̒̇̀̈́͗̊̓́͛̅̏͊̌̅͌̀̀̔͛̄̏̈̍̃̈̋͛̋̉̾̐͛̓̈́̏̀̐̋̔͋̎͊̀̓͊͌̀̉͋̿̑̽͆͊́̈́̏́̌̓͛̋́͊̆͑̀̍̓̋̏̉̓̍̀͆̉̇̈́̏̔̍͊̇͆̂̅̌̀̓͗̍̀̈́̅̐̅̌̋̄̋̓͊̐̾̆̑̈́̍̐̒̃̆̃̋̍̐͗̑͊̀́͆̃̄̽̇̑̉̈̚͘̚͘̕̚͘͘͘̕͜͠͝͝͝͝͝͝͝͝͠͝ͅͅL̶̨̡̧̨̨̛̛͓̖͉̙̦͖͚͔̙̘͕͕̜̪̙̱̬̘̠̭͎͍̱͔̳̥͎̭͙̰̘̻͇̰̝̙͓̙͎͎̼̻̻̳̹̙̠͇͉̼̩̻̮͉̬̻̗̻͈̥̠̮̜̩̤͑̈́̓̈́̓͛̿̐͊̌́̇͌̔̎̃̍̊͑͗̈́͊̽͋̽͛̒̏̓̑͂̅̽̍͋͐̀̉̊͐̃͋̀̂̔͒̐̈̂́̂̈̉͒̀͂͆̄̇͌̒̌̉̂͆͗̄̽̈́͂͗́̒̐̎̉̈́́̈́͐́̍̔̅̅͂̓̀̈́̈́̽̾̀̐̐͐͛̄͛͐̾̿̐̃̀́̓͂̀̑̔̇̑̎̊̄̃̅̓͑͐͑̀͗̆̾͂̾̍̀́̀̌͗̈́̈́̏̀́̄͗́̓͆͊͐̆̄̅̀̾̒́̓̐̊̆̉̏͒̍̐̎͑̋͌̄̂̋̑̀͑̎̿̆̿̎͆̈́̓̂͌̈́̓̌̑́͑̋̍̍̍̄͗̉̂͐̔̂̅͆͐͊̕̕̚̕̚͘̕͘͘͘̕͘̚͘͜͜͜͜͝͠͝͝͝͠͝͠͝͝͠͠͠͝͠͠͠͝͝͠͠͝Ā̴̢̡̡̡̧̨̧̧̡̧̨̧͉̳̫̠͓̟̙̩̜̜͓̞͖͓͈̭͔͚̹̻̖̹̝͍͖̙̩̼͉͎̬̝͙͉̲̲͙̳̖͇̳̱͖̤͓̪̗̤͉͖̜͈̘̰̜̠̭̞͖͈̮͍̙̰͖͍̗͇͍̮̟̤͎̱̗̥̮̟̫͈̣̞̼̥̜̗̠͎̗͍͙̙̬̺̦̩̝̳̟̝̥̼͇͔̥̘̬̯̯̩͙̮̪̙̠͎̖͚͈̫̦̰̭̹̱̩̭̭͉͈̹͇̗̣͉͚̞̻̮̺̳͈͉̫̥̘̣̖̺͔͒̇̃̄̈́͋̌̓̃̈́͒͂̂͊͗͆͂͜͝͝ͅM̴̧̡̡̢̨̢̢̢̢̢̛̛̬̭̟̪̭̥͔̗͙͍̻̰̱̗͕̤̗̼̣̥̮͕̣̼̙̰̺̬̖̥͙̮̭͇͚̠̳̘̠̘̰͙͖̲̙̻̤͔̦̦̭̠̲͉̩̲͇̞̱͔̪͓̫̞̝̟̼͈̘̩͉̘͙͎̩̝̯̫̱̌͛̐̍̋̃͑͌͑̈͆̐͆̈̂̒̿̀͌̿̆͒̽̔̓͗̈̋̀̈́̊̓̓́͗͗͂̃̔̋͒̽͆̒̍̈̾͒͂̉̂̊̃̍͂̀͐̒͐̃͐̔͑̃̎͐͗͛͊͂̈́͋̎̀͋̓͒́͆̏͌̾̀̍͂͐͘̚͘͘͜͜͜͠͝͠͠͝͠͝͝͠͠͝ͅͅI̵̢̡̛͖̜̰̫͔̲̹̦̙͍̞̯̯͖͈͕̗̺̝̦̣̩̥̣͈͔͙̹̭͓͇̩̜̺̖̣̊̇̈́́̍͛̓̃̇̂̀̍͛͊́͆́̃̽̑͂͊̍̍̃́̀̐̑̀̂͛̃̈́͌̽͂̂̌͗̑̊̓̚͝͝͝͠͠T̵̡̢̢̡̡̡̧̡̧̛̛̛̬̪̪̠͉̫͖͙̣̟̫̭̟͈̫̳̟̦̠̜̤̮͈͚̯̯̰̹̜̗͔̭̻̬͉̜̮̼̦̰̼̘̺͍̠͈͖̤̗̜̭̫̞̣͕̮̯̻͇̘͓̱̞͓̲̹͇͔̮̲̜̼̟͓̝̱̲̺͇̬̗̫̼̭̠̣͖̹̞͕̣̟̬̖̦̖̻̘̻̼̜̤͈͙̼͉͚̳̦̬͕̗͓̺̙̥̭̣̬̰͎͉͔̜̘̤̭̯̮̬̜̭͈̯̻̦͈̜͍̟̣̜̦̮͚͓̬͈͔̘̣̦̣͔̝̝̺͚̗̞̲̭̟̟̆͂́̎͌̈́͌̃̏̀̽̊́̓͑͒͒̀̃͊͐̊̅̃̓̽̄̄̒̒̾̒͗̓͂̒̈́̃̀̂̅͆̃̓̆̉͌͂̓̿͊̉̓̎͛̽̇̾͌́̅̔̉̇͗̍̅͋̈́̉̑͗͐͛́͐̊̒̾̉̐̓̐̀͗͊̈́͊̈́͆͊̆͗̔͑̽̔͊̄̎̂̿͑̉͒̆̈́̑̔͛̐́̂͆̄̾̉̈́͋̃̿̓̏̄́́̀̎̈́̚̚͘̕͘̕͘͜͜͜͜͝͠͝͝͠͝͠ͅͅͅY̸̡̧̨̨̨̡̨̧̛̛̛̛̛̛̛̛̛̛̛͚̟̤͉̲̟͈͖͚̱͚̜͍̘̖̣͕̠̘̩͇̣̫͉̩͓̟̰͇̠̺̠͔̙͓̗̰̘͓͈̤̩͎̞͎̠̖̜̠̗͓̰̠̥̭̞͈͎̗̑̎̐͂̎̀̽̀̃̔̈́͗̌͂̾̑́̔̀̐̾̎̓͋̿̅̽̅̇̀̐͋̈̂̓͊̌́̆̌̀̎͋̊̃̈́̽͗̑̓̅̈́̽̓̽̾̈́̔̐̂̎̔̆̇̾̓͋͑̐̓̈́͋͐̒̐̅̅̀̍̇̈́̈́̑̊̉̑̾̇̃̀̍̈̅̌̿̒̉̊͆̓̀̀͒̃̈͆͛̈̃̊̈́̄̉̒͒̒͒̑̉̓̂́̂͆́̆͗͒̓̇̾̏̓̿̑͌̅̊͑̐͒̀̈́́͆̽̈́̀̅̒̽̅͒̾̈̀̐͆̈́̀̈̆̂͐͒̉̐͂͐͛̋͐̍̇̌̽̂̅͆͂̆̈́̑͆̌̀̅̌͗̌̈́̇̋̒̐̆̄́̓̐̊̊̃́̊̅̃̂̿̽͛͗͗͊́͋̃̑̆́̃̾̄̋͋̇̍̎͌̇̎̔͂̋̿̚͘̕̚̕͘̕͘͘̕̚̕̚̚͘̚̕̕̕̕͜͝͠͠͝͠͠͠͠͝͝͠͠͝͠͝ͅͅͅ
Re: Jacob
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Tick tock goes the clock
Until the man bleeds out.
You have till hands
And glass' sands
Run dry to find t he lout.
If you do, you're not quite through,
Let's play this final bout.
-Attached is a simple picture of Jacob strung up to a tree via chain-
-Everything waist and lower is somewhere off to the left, and his right arm is somewhere also off to the left-
-It makes no attempt to censor or obscure anything-
edited 18th Jan '18 11:40:29 AM by Verax
"If there is no way to win, I will simply force a way."Psyche’s eyes narrow at the scene.
From: Psyche
To: Glitches Need Stitches
...If I have to destroy the known universe I will render you nonexistent. I swear on every power above and below. If Jacob dies, I will make you suffer.
-After getting adequate rest, Kai and co. are up again. Vo is in the corner, halfway through swallowing a frozen Raticate.-
-This is quite the sight to behold.-
-Mezzo, who is currently sharpening some of the blades in her collection, responds to Chaos' message by stabbing her phone with the one she's currently holding-
Sunny: <Please don't break your phone.>
Mezzo: Bastard. As soon as I find him I'm gonna cut him to ribbons. -resumes sharpening-
Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.
Every(?): Oh, yes, I'm very active on the messageboards. Strange how nobody ever believes I'm Ever's counterpart from another dimension. Almost seems as though they believe the opposite of everything I say.
-she giggles-
Crucible: <Search and rescue. Feels familiar.>
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.