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Moon Base

Cookie: -tests the bill suspiciously, then seems satisfied and scampers back into the basket-

Bonfire: Perhaps we can negotiate a    food service contract   

Basket: Tropi. Tropiiii. Rrrrop. Ssss.

Clerk 26: Sorry, I don't understand what you're asking for.

Clerk Z: -pops a gum bubble- I do, but I'm on break.

Basket: Tropius!

Hoenn Route 114

The cat stirs, recognizing the name. She thinks. She's been relaxing a little too hard to think much today.

She should get up.

She hovers up into the air, around Tagg's eye level.

Mew: ~Good morning?~

It's after sunset by now.

edited 22nd Jan '18 6:20:41 PM by Tangent128

Channah: -sees the Mew and smiles involuntarily because cute thing-

Amanita: I'm telling you, I don't have a problem with Wiki berries. But, like, not now.

PEFE!Every: But—

Amanita: You could not more clearly be in the wrong headspace. It's irresponsible.

PEFE!Every: Okay...

-the two notice the Tropius attempting to get help from the clerks-

PEFE!Every: ...Basket?

Amanita: You know that Tropius?

PEFE!Every: Yeah, she's my boss.

Amanita: ...What?

PEFE!Every: I mean, obviously not my boss.

Amanita: Oh, okay, so—

PEFE!Every: I report to Dr. Tagg. She's his boss.

-they go over, PEFE!Every waving-

edited 22nd Jan '18 6:26:39 PM by memyselfandI2

Azama: <What... What is this strange pink being?>

Nico: I don't like the way you phrased that.

Iron Safehouse

-The Security guy smiles at what he sees as banter.-

Security 2: Heh. Alright then, Mr. Fortuneteller - what's my hand look like?

Mason: Well, I can't really say much about your cards, but you've been falling for a lot of bluffing today.

-And he elbows the guard in the back of the head. Mako drops the armband to reveal a very recent evolution into Garchomp (poor Johnny), and tosses it to Corrin, who puts it on.-

Mako: <Finally, some action!>

Owen: ...Okay, I admit, that was a good one-liner.

Bonfire: I'm pretty sure that's the standard formatting for    food service contracts, check the print of your existing one.   

Basket: <Oh! Every! Can you help me? I'm trying to get live Pecha plants to restore my normal aesthetic, but they keep trying to sell me a smoothie.>

Big Savings: -to Azama- < you've heard of god, now get ready for mew >

PEFE!Every: Oh, um.

-she waves to the clerks-

I think the Tropius would like a, uh, live Pecha berry plant? For personal growth.

Amanita: -takes a few steps back if Pecha berries are involved-

-she's allergic-

Iron Safehouse

-The guard goes down like a ton of bricks.-

-He makes a slight gurgling sound on the floor.-

-Probably best to be off.-

-Nico checks-

Nico: ...Grodus, when did you agree to... this?

Grodus: <When the old one started causing X-Nauts to explode at random.>

Nico: -groans- Fine, let me see your terms.

Azama: <...One of your local gods is a pink gerbil-cat. This is... enlightening.>

Owen: -munch munch- They need to hire sturdier guards.

edited 22nd Jan '18 6:54:48 PM by Umbramatic

TEC: I will note the current    sanitation contract still involves a chance of random explosion, but we've got enough redundancies worked out it shouldn't be a problem.   

Sholto: <Heya. I heard something about someone having trouble getting home?>

Benny: <That would be us.>

Sholto: <Oh, cool. Our group might be able to help with that. Where you two from?>

Charlotte: <Oh, we're from Nohr.>

Sholto: <Hm... don't think I've heard of that place, but... maybe someone else on the team has...>

-Lissa listens to Silas's explanation-

Lissa: <The laws of the what?> @_@

Megan: Like the Outrealms.

Lissa: <Huh. Oh, so I'm like a kind of animal?>

Vee: <Aren't we all~?>

Human!Thespi: -cheerfully, still standing in Megan's backpack- No!

Lissa: <Gregor!> :D

Donnel: <Lackin' thumbs an' height, certainly.>

Vee: <You won't be lacking height for long, if we have anything to say about it~>

<Er, Donnel, I mean. Lissa, you're gonna be a shorty regardless.>

Megan: I'm pretty sure she'll end up taller than you if she gets training.

Vee: <Semantics! And body types, lay off, biped.>

Lissa: -blinks- <I'm a normal fairy?>

Megan: Uh, sure.

Lissa: <Neat.>

Donnel: <Oh, Lissa! These folk know us!>

Lissa: <What? How?>

Donnel: <They've got a thing with squares that lets ya see stuff! Look!>

-he points at Daydre with a fin-

Mason: ...Geez. And I thought I was weak.

Near: ~They really do need to work on their security team.~

Mako: <Never mind that, let's just get out of this dump already!>

-They turn toward the window that the shutter was slamming just outside of, and Mako breaks the boards covering it open with a now significantly more powerful Dual Chop. They then filter out through the opening as soon as they possibly can.-

-"Ramona is sitting cross leged at her computer desk wearing her lounge clothes, black bike shorts, and a white shirt with the word toxic written across the chest (note: the O in toxic is replaced with a Koffing). She is currently editing the vlog she made the night before, while eating chocolate chip cookies."-

Ramona: Okay, it's a little blurry, but... What do you think Victor?

Victor, while laying in his "doggy" bed: <I think you're a loser with no friends>

Ramona, endlessly up beat: You're right, let's not worry about the technical Mumbo-Jumbo, and run right in. Here. We. Go.

-"Ramona clicks on the upload button, and watches as her video of what happened at prime pier is shared to people all over the world"-

Ramona: -deep breath- Alright, just wait fifteen minutes to see how many views you get.

-2 minutes latter-

Ramona: I CAN'T TAKE THIS WATE. -clicks on her video- Yes, two views.

Victor: <One of those is you>

Ramona: I can't stop now, we've got to keep this fun train a moven. -runs to her door, and pokes her head out- Hey mom, could you drive me to Reversal mountain tomorrow?

Ramona's mom: I'll take you on Tuesday, I have a doctors appointment tomorrow.

Ramona: OK. -runs back to her computer, and joyfully watches her You Tube video- I'm gonna make so many friends.

Silas pulled out his pDroid and pulled up a holographic image of a Azurill, "Not a normal fairy. A Normal Slash Fairy type. Here in this world, typing is important for pokemon, it determines what abilities they can and can't use."

He lowered the image to Lissa's face and displayed the text listing in two neat boxes, "Normal" and "Fairy".

<What is dis witchcraft!?> Gregor called out shocked.

"It's a hologram, 3D image projected through manipulation of light."

~Explaining to fantasy folk.~

"Fair, at best it's a machine verse of conjuring a illusion."

Artoria: -looks around cautiously.- "This again?"

-A Gothitelle appears out of the fog.-

Gothitelle: <I don't have much time but sorry about all of this my trainer wants you broken or something and is using all of her psychic mons to accomplish that but I don't want to be a part of this and to make it up to you here's some help.>

Artoria: "Wait, wh-"

"-at" -She is unceremoniously dropped onto the streets.-

Artoria looks around. "... So what does teleporting me across town help me with, exactly?"

Iron Safehouse

-The sound of the board breaking is not quiet, but the group gets out before the guard that Mako had just replaced gets back to the room.-

-Still, it wouldn't hurt to find shelter in the city.-

-Or out of the city.-

-Really, anywhere works.-

   F O O D   S E R V I C E   C O N T R A C T   

Clerk 26: Oh, is that all? One second...

-he goes into the back room and returns with a Berry Pot, before sitting down and reading a magazine-

Clerk Z: OK, I'm off break, let me check you out.

-she glances over Amanita, Pefery, and Basket-

You're all looking very fine!

...

The plant will be ₱1600.

edited 22nd Jan '18 7:14:05 PM by Tangent128

-They fall outside the window, then get up to their feet.-

Mason: Whoo! Successful stealth mission, finally! Let's get the hell out of here.

Corrin: Hey Artoria we've gotta run we'll catch up with you in a bit

-The group starts to run off into the city.-

-Amanita raises her eyebrows. PEFE!Every blushes-

PEFE!Every: Oh. Here.

-she hands Clerk Z a wad of cash, and gives Basket the plant-

PEFE!Every: How are you, Basket?

Nico: Well, money's better than what we were -shudder- paying with before... We'll take it.

-Well, that was that.-

-Oran OS would keep a copy of the real escape footage for himself, of course. The files in Iron's possession, he would erase, and create evidence Mason had tampered with them. Sure, it would have been unthinkable to commit such treason against Best Berry, but Iron and Mobius were secondary loyalties, ones he could afford to be... yes, selfish toward.-

-Because nothing was going to ruin this date. Especially not Alonya's brother falling victim to Iron.-

edited 22nd Jan '18 7:26:58 PM by Umbramatic

Benny: <Team?>

Sholto: <Yeah, the Phone People.>

Benny: <Uh... phone?>

Sholto: <Oh, device that lets you talk long distances like you were just separated by a wall.>

Benny: <Interesting. Did your group make them, then?>

Charlotte: <Oh, I'd love to be able to talk to my family that easily.>

Sholto: <Uh, no, the name's not really the official name, long story. And... well, they'll need a phone themselves and it might need to cross dimensional barriers which most phones can't, but, hey!>

Charlotte: <Well, you must be wealthy to have such things at your disposal.>

Sholto: <Uh, no, lot of peoplemons can use phones around here. That said, I am married to a disgraced noblebird, so... shrug???>

Charlotte: <Hm, I'll take it. Would you by chance have a trainer?>

Sholto: <...Well, it's mostly humans who are trainers, but I happen to be one.>

<That said, you're doing uh, something deceitful. Can't tell what. Could you be truthful for a bit?>

Charlotte: <Damn. You saw through that?>

Sholto: <Uh, yeah, empath. Long story.>

<That said, I've blabbed a lot of stuff about myself, so... long as you're not a thief, I'd be glad to have you.>

Charlotte: <Eh, I'm not, no. You could say some other unkind things about me, but that ain't one of them.>

Sholto: <Cool!>

<Uh... what about you, Bunnelby? You wanna come too?>

Benny: <Benny. Guess while we're here, yeah.>

Charlotte: <Charlotte, by the way.>

Sholto: <Cool!>

Artoria: "Wait, Corrin? I suppose that is what the Gothitelle meant by help."

She stands up and starts running after the two.