ITT: We are all Pokémon Trainers

Cynthia: "Is there something wrong with armor?"

Vi: "Uh, it stands out a lot?"

Cynthia: "Let me be memorable! It'll add to my heroic persona!"

Vi: "... Right, if you say so."

Morgan: "Vi has a point, Cynthia."

Cynthia: "Nope! Not hearing it! I'll stay in my oh so memorable outfit, thank you very much!"

Vi: "Uh, what if you need to go back into the cold?"

Cynthia: "I'll put on a cloak!"

Vi shrugs. "If you say so."

Morgan: "Even if Cynthia does not, I think that it would be a worthwhile expedition!"

Vi: "So that's a yes from you?"

Morgan: "Sure! I... don't actually know all that much about fashion... heh..."

Cynthia: "He spends all his time reading books of tactics and strategy, is what he's saying."

Vi: "Uh, I guess we can stop at the book store, too. But, uh, if you want fashion Lumiose City in Kalos is the place to be."

Morgan: "Then it's a date, then."

Vi: "Um..."

Morgan: "Notromantically!"

Vi: "Oh. Good, that would be weird. Not saying I'm not open to it eventually, but I don't know you too well?"

Morgan: "Eh he he... Yeah, poor choice of phrase."

Vi: "Kind of."

Cynthia snickers, and pats Morgan.

Basket: <Terrifying but intriguing.>

Blasphemous Chiazard: <Um. You did not mention that this would happen.>

Basket: <We're pretty sure we can fix that when this is over.>

Blasphemous Chiazard: -stares expectantly-

Basket: <...a second bag of potato chips?>

Blasphemous Chiazard: -grins- <A pleasure doing business with you~>

Basket: <Hm, now testing whether you are a Grass or Fire type...>

<That catharsis stuff Muninn suggested would be good for testing a Fire Blast I'm sure, but as your grass coach here I would advise channeling a different force.>

<The raw power of Creation. Cellular division. Trap routines unfurling throughout your modules. That laser toothbrush you built that night you had that fever in 2014.>

<Your material tonight is one of cellulose and chlorophyll, let your will spill into reality and let nothing, no doubts, no Marslie, no laws of thermodynamics constrain it!>

Sol: -nods to Ann-

Ton: Come on, we've hung around long enough.

-smokebomb-

-Pianis and Siren are sitting at a table, Siren licking a Casteliacone she's holding up through telekinesis-

Siren: <Mmm, you're right. These are great.>

Pianis: I told you, you just can't visit Castelia without getting a Casteliacone. It's always been one of my favorites.

Yukikaze: <Yeah, this is actually where we first met. And then Piano thought I was a cone and I got stuck to her tongue for a day... that was awful.>

Siren: <Somehow I'm not surprised at this.>

Pianis: Yeah. Also, uh, you know, you probably shouldn't be holding it like that. It kind of gives you away.

Siren: <Huh?>

Pianis: With the whole psychic powers thing.

Siren: <Oh, give it a rest. No one cares and besides, some of us don't need to rely on such primitive things, like limbs.>

Pianis: Primitive? You realize you're in one of the biggest cities in the world, made by and for humans, right?

Siren: <Yeah, yeah, you build stuff. The towers go high. Makes me wonder, are you jealous?>

Pianis: Jealous of what?

Siren: <That you can't fly, duh.>

Pianis: ...No? I mean, we can fly in a plane.

Siren: <Yeah, that definitely says you're jealous. I mean, you build those things to look like us.>

Pianis: I think that shape is more about aerodynamics.

Siren: <Sure, sure, keep telling yourself you're special.>

Pianis: Can we change the subject?

-Ever smiles brightly-

Ever: You understand, of course, I'm obligated to remember that.

-he shoots Vee a wink, and carefully maneuvers himself to his feet, with Breeze's help-

Alright, bring it in everyone.

-he hugs Megan-

-he gives Pippy a one-armed hug, careful not to touch the Empoleon with anything further down his left arm than just the shoulder-

-it's hard to hug a fox while standing, and sitting and standing repeatedly is currently somewhat of a chore, so Ever gives Vee all of the pets-

-all of them-

-Breeze, meanwhile, who is obviously joining in on the hugging because what else are Chimecho for, waves his stubby paw at Pollen-

Breeze: <Come on, you know you want in!>

Muninn: <...Interesting.>

PEFE!Every: <Right. I've...>

-she focuses. Finds herself...She's still riding the high from the Scratch, but this is a different sort of power-

-it's not easy, doing this. Like exercising a new muscle you never knew existed-

-but it's not easy doing a lot of things. It's never stopped her-

-the air around her shimmers green-

-and the potted plants in the halls bloom to life, a wave of greenery converging on the Blasphemous Wingull-

Muninn: <...Well. That seems to provide adequate evidence for a Grass-typing, wouldn't you think?>

PEFE!Every: <....Yes..>

-she slumps to the ground, exhausted-

Channah: -her face reddens and she looks away for a second- Ah. Sure... I get that, yeah. And um, since I'm always alone, I'm - used to thinking only about myself and uh, forgetting there's consequences to that, if you haven't noticed. Like a team full of sweepers. -shudders briefly- Eugh. Self-reflection. Er, I feel like I owe you, though. Still. For all that weirdness.

-As they leave the base and the subject of the Splicers is brought up, Kai nods. She takes a deep breath, then exhales, composing herself once more.-

Kai: Yes. That's the last loose end we have in this world. From what little info I can glean, that Zoroark is currently in the ownership of my counterpart in this world, and they seem to be based in Hoenn, hopefully currently residing there. This... well, obviously this is going to be a rather awkward encounter, and perhaps one I handle alone, at least to start with; if necessary, I can call some of you in, in the very unlikely event that things get hairy.

A Zoroark sits by a window overlooking the harbor, paging through a journal about the feline mons of Holon.

Her relationship with her host is still an awkward one, but she's tried to avoid pressing any sore buttons.

There was a fascinating battle she had the privilege of observing, with a girl named Paula. She seemed happy.

Main Quests

Side Quests

Basket: <Woooooo!>

-she grins widely-

Blasphemous Chiazard: <Ahem. I'm getting roughed up. I may require additional compensation.>

Basket: <Alright, Every, since you probably need rest, and this training session is fast getting expensive, I propose we end here.>

-she gives the normally-Wingull three bags of potato chips, and Pefery a bag of chips plus a Pecha berry from her freshly-transplanted neck fruits-

Basket: <An enlightening exercise, though.>

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Vee: -grins- <Of course~>

-and hug time, after everything-

-Megan hugs tightly back with all her heart and also her swimmer arms-

-she's still tearing up, but happily-

-the future seems bright-

-Pippy hugs, equally carefully-

-he sort of feels the urge to preen, as he might for a young Piplup-

-strange, since Ever is twice his age, but he worries-

-and Vee is pet so much-

-she emits a happy purr-

-Pollen frowns at Breeze-

-...-

-...-

-and she very quickly buzzes over to Breeze for a hug-

 Hotel Room 

-To Channah-

Well, we could do something in Sootopolis, once we get there. Hopefully someplace that isn't a fence.

 Yangverse 

Ann: It's totally gonna get hairy now that she's said that, but I still need to talk to her anyway...

Tamamo: "Shh if you don't point it out there's a chance it might not happen☆"

Masako: <Uh, not how that works.>

PEFE!Every: -nom- <Oh...thanks Basket...I'm just gonna...>

Food Court Goer: ...Honestly. That's a fire hazard.

Muninn: <Ha!>

-he nods to Basket-

<A pleasure working with you. We should, uh...turn her back, probably. But maybe give her a chance to sleep it off first. Exhaustion is easier to deal with as a Pokemon.>

Breeze: <Good choice. ^_^>

-he wraps his ribbon around Pollen for a hug-

-Ever smiles-

-it'll be a bit of a pain getting back to Hoenn, but, like many things, it's certainly a problem for tomorrow-

Channah: Yeah... Yeah, that'll work. Uh. We are cool, right?

Basket: <Plus she's be mad if we testing Sunny Day on her without her to witness.>

<The video recordings aren't always the same...>

-she turns to the not-currently-Wingull-

Basket: <As for you...>

Basket used a Lava Cookie on Blasphemous Chiazard!

Blasphemous Wingull was cured of CZD!

Blasphemous Wingull: <Hm, I should have kept the form. Would have been much greater leverage against that Kyogre poser.>

Basket: <I have kept my end of the bargain.>

Blasphemous Wingull: <Harsh.> -flaps off-

Basket: <And it was a pleasure collaborating, Muninn.>

-she sighs-

<But if we want to make a regular habit of it...>

<...we need to talk about 7000 years ago, and 5 years ago.>

edited 28th Jan '18 10:05:05 PM by Tangent128

 Hotel Room 

-To Channah-

Of course we are. I know you don't like hugs so this is... nice.

edited 28th Jan '18 10:15:18 PM by rmctagg09

Channah: Uh, yeah. It is. See you tomorrow, dude.

???: <(Boss, I am so freakin sorry. Honestly, everything I said was true-)>

Boss: <(Now, again, don't bother with the begging and scraping, it's alright. The perfect family strikes neither first, nor last, you know that. You were never on the hook to begin with, my friend.)>

???: <(... Thank Groudon! Oh gods. But... What a rookie mistake!! And that look he gave me was so damn scary I fell off my chair!)>

Boss: -soothingly- <(Tommy, Tommy. Be chill, be still. So a little of your dignity was lost, but nothing important was. You see, this entire operation was handled poorly from the start. I shouldn't have been gone all that time... This much is clear - There's no need to keep such a - keen eye on them from now on. The man's J-Team, for goodness sake, of the Plot Armor and the Differently Alive. Instead, under my direction we're now shifting almost everything to tracking that dumbass. What it wants from her this time. Anyway. I think we both have a plane to catch, so. Stai attento!)>

Tommy: <(Eh? We don't got a plane, what are you- Ack!)>

-the connection was lost-

Boss: <(...I'm sorry. You weren't on my hook, to be precise.)>

Hyul Lake

Phaz: "Alright, another fight and ooh feeling the bonk pretty hard... A-Alright. Embry, Takumi, you're up!"

Embry: <Yay~! Time to kic- BEAM'D -Ooof!>

Embry fell, Embry used Earthquake!

Takumi: <Alright! time for me to shi- HANDSLAM'D -...Uuuuh...>

Takumi used Magic Leaves!

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Wela Volcano Park - Goodness knows when

-Pimpernel nods at the Sazazzle.-

Pimpernel: <Unfortunately, yes. Well, one of them was my Pokemon. I think he's technically wild now. These days I'm more of a pet than a trainer.>

-Gallade swings an arm over the Sazazzle's shoulder.-

Gallade: <C'mon, give us a verse! You've got a gift, you just gotta let it out~>

 Mauville Food Court 

-Muninn frowns-

Muninn: <Do we? I wasn't under the impression I had anything left to say about the matter.>

-...-

<What is it you wanted to talk about?>

-the Tropius sighs-

Basket: <I'm not going to ask you to change your history. We are both well aware of the limitations imposed by causality.>

<But there are still survivors you could apologize to.>

<Some damage may yet triage to something you can repair.>

<And, well, you have your whole afterlife ahead of you; how then will you live it?>

Pollen: -bundled in ribbon, more comforted than she'd admit- <Mmph.>

-and hug time ends-

Megan: -sniffles- Thanks, so much, for coming.

-she wipes her eyes-

-to Vee- So, uh, parkour first, since I'm carrying you guys all the time?

Vee: <Sounds good~ In the meantime, we train up the Shepherds we have with us? Robin suspects there's foul play going on, with a good chunk of the royal family, as well as Ylisse's protectors, ending up here.>

Pippy: <For now, develop some stuff for nonlethal takedowns...I'm glad we can probably show mercy in a lot of cases.>

-he smiles at Ever-

Pollen: -frowning- <And like one kill-move...>

Pippy: <That I hope we'll never need, but we should have. Death by boiling water or drowning is...a bit too slow for my tastes.>

Vee: -laughing, somewhat shakily- <In the interest of full disclosure, communication and all...I haven't killed a damn thing in my life!>

-Pollen looks at her, quizzically-

Vee: <I'm a housemon! I go up to the squishy humans and their fancy industrialization and they feed me!>

Megan: -mock-offended, suppressing a grin- Ahem, I'm standing right here...

Vee: <You do! You're very good at it, frankly.>

-deep breath, sobering- <But...there's a first time for everything, I suppose. Possibly. I'm glad there's hope for Gudrunn, despite everything.>

<Both those peoplemon sound...horrible. If anyone tried to hurt us, hurt Megan like that...I don't think I'd have a problem.>

<...Either big criminal Teams or city-breaking monstrosities, huh? And a few rogue elements, like our friend with the sword...>

-Megan, likewise, takes a deep breath and huffs it out-

Megan: So we know what we're fighting, we have an idea as to how we should, and how to stay alive. And...how we deal with all of it.

Together.

-she smiles- Thank you. Really. I feel...prepared, almost. Or starting to. It's...a lot more solid than what I had.

Pippy: <I hope we can return the favor someday.>

-Pollen shifts slightly, but Vee just smiles to herself-

The Giant takes notice of Jessica running up its body and raises a hand to squash her like a bug.

Thankfully it is slow and lumbering so it misses.

It fires another blast, distracted it misses everyone and strikes its hand instead, the armoured shell barely damaged, though the fingers have trouble curling.

It shrieks again and raises both hands, curling them into fists, bringing them down against everyone.

Jester sighs, "That's what I get for building something so big. Maybe shoulda stuck with the lasers."

Can understand monese
Knows of mega-evolution
Face is too even, features too indistinct
Not human
Silas looked over Denali, who just smiled, "Oh checking out the goods? You're cute and all but you're not my type."

Silas ignored the comment and continued on theorizing. Hacks frowned, ~Really? Now?~

"Don't mind him, he's just working out what's going on here."

Shop wasn't always here
Too convenient.'
Wanted us to find cave with ruins'' No doubt fae. But can't just be fa-

Silas looked over Denali and noticed the pink tint in their eyes, and how it seemed to refract like a crystal... crystal.

Only one conclusion
No matter how improbable
Whatever remains
Must be the truth

"You're a legendary."

Denali stopped smiling and gave Silas a look, before grinning in audacity, "Oh there we go. What's your evidence?"

"I could scan you and get confirmation. I have two scans of legendary pokemon already. Mew and Mewtwo."

Denali raised a brow, "Did Prime let yo-"

"Prime?"

Denali closed their mouth, seems the secret had slipped, "Oh..." then they laughed, laughed hard and returned to usual tone. "Yeah I'm a legendary. Come on, back room."

Silas and Hacks looked at each other and lead the team in.

The room had no windows and Denali locked the door, Silas and his team worried a bit about what this meant, there was a flash of light and there before them floated a Diancie.

<Before you ask no you can't get a scan.>

Silas was impressed, he had suspected considering the trick of the light, but to get confirmation was nice.

Denali smirked a bit, <Bit short ain't I? Hence why I like being tall in my human form.>

"I have so many questions."

~As do I.~

<I think all of us do,> Snakeye added, Bishop nodding silently.

<Well too bad, you only get a few. You're here on business, to buy some mega stones and a key ring for Mega-evolution. Not just for your Lucario there, but for you as well. A human evolving. That would be a sight to see.>

Silas and Hacks looked at each other and went "uuuuuuh..."

Denali stopped smiling, <Oh sweet Arceus the pink cats are involved aren't they...>

"Pink cats?"

<Mew... its always Mew. Can't be a virus or something can it?>

-This time, the Leaf Blade hits its mark. Corrin yelps, staggering from the hit. Once she regains her footing, though, she moves back to gain a bit of distance, and blows a Dragon Breath at Artoria.-

Hyul of the colossus

Takumi and Embry both dodge the incoming attack, retaliating with more Magic Leaves and Earthquakes!

Hyul Castle

Colt returned Amaterasu and made an attempt to dodge the hands. He drew a Dark Pulse Orbitar and lobbed it for the weak spot.

Yang Tunnel

Colt raised a hand to his forehead.

"Let's just take whatever comes with as much grace as we can," Colt said upon hearing the jinxing remark. Then again, given who I'm with, it seemed inevitable either way, he considered.

Muninn: <...Survivors. My sister and I are both ghosts now. I've met one Latios who survived our purge; I imagine he'd kill me on sight if we crossed paths again. There are new Latii now, enough that they will never be forgotten by the species of this planet, and it warms me to see them...but my people are gone. They will never return.>

<Or do you mean Ever? He thinks he's made his peace with me, but tell me, do you really think there's something I could do to heal him? I knew what I was doing when I made that thing to control him. He owes me more pain than he has words for. What could I say to make that better? What could I do to make that better?>

<...No. The past is dead. I've made my mistakes, and I have to live with them.>

-Muninn pushes the head of his sheet out of the way to show both his eyes. It's difficult for an 8-inch-tall puppet ghost to really look old, but...-

<I'm ancient beyond description, beyond a scale you could ever comprehend. I've seen civilizations rise and fall. I am an era unto myself...and that era is ending.>

<Latii may be immortal, but nothing is eternal. You needn't worry about me, I'll outlive Ever, probably outlive every mon on his team, outlive you and your children and their children...but nothing escapes death forever. Minds decay, even if the body survives. Even before I died for the first time... When that death comes, it will take my essence with it, and I'll pass on to whatever's truly after this life. I'll see my people again...even if they haven't forgiven me, I'll see them.>

<I'm hoping, by the time that happens, that I'll be able to deserve it.>

-though, he doesn't really look happy with this conclusion-

-Ever smiles, giggling just a little-

Ever: I'm glad I could help out.

Litwick: <What's so great about being solid?>

Breeze: <It's a human expression. They're very parochial.>

Litwick: <Oh.>

Ever: Breeze, stop trying to give humans a bad name.

-Breeze chimes happily-

Ever: Anyway, I gotta go find a place for the night. Take care, Megan. You've got this.

-and he limps away, Breeze supporting him and the Litwick trailing after-

-Ever is lying on a cot. He's taken off his prosthetic, which while very useful is not so comfortable for lying down. One of his legs is pulled in a little, giving Breeze space to wrap his ribbon around the knee for a perch. The Litwick is sitting on his chest, on a damp cloth, and Diesel is sitting at the other end of the bed, playing a soft tune-

Ever: ...Do you think I did the right thing?

Breeze: <Oh boy.>

Ever: Yeah, I answered her questions. Should I have? Shouldn't I have told her to not get involved with any of this, like, you know, a sane person who isn't yet an emotional and physical wreck?

Breeze: <I'm gonna let you talk through this one.>

Diesel: <Yeah, there's a right answer here and you can probably find it.>

Ever: Litwick, got any thoughts?

Litwick: <...I'm just sitting here.>

Ever: ...I guess, once you get involved with something like this, fighting Chaos, or agreeing to help with Izaya, that's a choice, right? That's already taking your first steps onto the path. Just as much as going to Celadon to deal with the Murkrow, or standing up to...ugh, Suefisk, instead of just running from the building.

Breeze: <Getting there...>

Ever: ...I told Megan her choices are her own. If this is the one she's making, I can't change that. All I can do is make sure she's equipped to survive making it.

Diesel: -plays the Pokemon victory song-

-Ever rolls his eyes-

Breeze: <Let's face it, if she wanted advice on the best available decision she wouldn't be going to someone who lost an arm because he was taking selfies with a knife monster.>

Ever: ...I suppose you're not wrong.

Litwick: <Is that what happened?>

Ever: ...

Diesel: <...That aside, we've got some other things to discuss.>

edited 29th Jan '18 1:00:49 PM by memyselfandI2