Spiral hides in her shell.
Roxie: "Fair enough. They've been disbanded for about 5 years, though. Save people now and then who try and revive it. There are still some people in Driftveil who still use Plasma's name to try and make up for the stuff they did while a part of it. They're mostly alright, from what I've heard from Clay, though."
Hajime: "Definitely, yeah. Dunno if I would've gotten as old as I am otherwise. But, yeah, thanks for talking with me. I'll let you know if I hear anything."
Orlok: <...Cubone?>
He follows after.
Charlotte: <Oh, I can totally do that, then! What do you need?>
Gogie is now back to his human, bare chested form.
Kaisei: "Whew... Yeah, that was... fun. Questionable, but fun."
"Still, good this is the end of it. Guess that explains how you got so much."
The goo continues flowing below decks and some of the same pirates come up to fight again.
The whirlpool gets sucked up leaving Ingo a bit annoyed.
Meanwhile, a certain Barbaracle is rubbing the lamp nervously in a corner out of view.
Jafar materializes.
Jafar: <Oh what is it?>
Harun: <G-get us out of here! Somewhere safe! Some other part of Makbaliv!>
Jafar: ...Ngh, I can't just take him elsewhere, not when this is safe.
Though...
<Consider it done.>
And smoke envelops the ship, transporting it and the pirates out, but leave the invaders there. Possibly standing on thin air.
Except for one of them, at least...
Louis: <Oh? Nice! Glad your friend appreciates music. Might have to meet 'em at some point. Back home my attempts to play with the big boys... didn't go so well.>
He then looks at his vest.
<Oh, yeah. I think it's tied to one of the other machines they've got puffing around here or something. Takes you to that one and heals you up.>
Jafar's smoke envelops the area then disappears. The two feel like they've been... moved somewhere else.
Louis: <...That was weird.>
<Anyway, you can sing? Let's hear it, girl!>
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
The Flamebringer
Mira: ~I know Heal Pulse, so don't worry!~
F!Robin: "Hopefully he can at least listen, and we'll go from there. Takumi, cease fire."
From: Artoria
That seems wise. On... all counts.
Artoria: "Especially the internet one..."
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.
"Almost done, and with something stereotypically Kalosian, bottles of wine."
Silas chuckles a bit and removes his mask, running his hands over his face and through his hair, "Oh we're so close... and then Denali's place isn't too far off... Even better."
Hacks nods, ~To think we need Psychic Stones from Denali for this whole Time Travel bit. Say Megan, figured out how you're gonna get back at yourself for this?~
chaos catby with a flannel shirt addiction
Stormchaser
Lila: Ok, good to know. I guess it was like how they said back there. I wonder what it's like at the foundation now. I haven't been to aether paradise since my parents resigned. I kind of want to see that place again, even if the foundation is made of scum. I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.
Dunsparce Cloud
-Ever and PEFE!Every stare-
Ever: ...Magic emotion crystals of an old royal line that represent the bonds between people?
PEFE!Every: (visibly perking up) Doomsday machine?
Ever: Easy, Pef. Um...welp. Man, Ranger regions go through it. This is why I stick to places with Leagues...
PEFE!Every: (to Lila) Your parents worked for Aether?
Ever: oh no
Breeze: <You can't just drop that and then stop talking!>
Muninn: <I didn't "drop that". I was minding my own business and you read my mind.>
Breeze: <Semantics! I want details, Muninn.>
Muninn: <I'm not telling you about him. It was bad enough explaining to that Umbreon, and he actually has enough presence of mind to grasp Latii relationships.>
Breeze: <I have the most presence of mind you will ever meet.>
Muninn: (dismissively) <The problem is that when the subject of Latii romance is broached, your sparing intellects instantly assume the most ingratiating posture of surrender imaginable.>
Breeze: <Hey, Muninn?>
Muninn: <Yes?>
Breeze: <Do you think I haven't read Homestuck?>
-...-
Muninn: <I have to leave.>
-and he phases through the floor-
Breeze: <Hey!>
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
chaos catby with a flannel shirt addiction
stormchaser
Lila: Yep, but they resigned shortly after my dad got promoted. We lived at aether paradise for a while but when my dad was promoted, we discovered things about the foundation that led my parents to resigning. I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.
Some Rando
Agrabah
As Talbain and his team fell, Roy and Sunny not even having a chance to set any amount of fire to the ship, everyone else returned as the Dusk Lycanroc summoned a Rock Slide to act as surrogate platforms that he then used Rock Climb on to make a safe landing.
He landed smoothly and paused to contemplate what just happened.
Talbain’s Mindscape
“You idiots!” Talbain growled. “We let ourselves get spotted by the enemy who then made their escape!”
Strategist wordlessly conceded.
“Someone explain why even I though going gung-ho was a good idea, even for a moment?” Smartass sighed.
“[ Leeroy Jenkins ] has a bit of history of going up in flames,” Programmer observed. Otaku agreed, cementing the vote.
Reality
The scarf fell to the ground.
Colton facepalmed.
Anyone still falling would have their descent momentarily reversed by the winds created from the Unovan’s own idiocy. The walls around them would crumble and fall apart, unless they had already done so. The wind would go flying throughout the branching caverns, shoving many cave dwellers into dead ends where they would have to find a way out.
It also went flying from the exit and radiated out, creating a whirlwind that would pave the way to a sandstorm that would most likely miss the city. The winds would definitely be stronger if and when they returned.
The sound itself carried throughout the entire desert and beyond, possibly a sound louder than any one resident had heard before that time.
“Well, we blew that one,” Colt observed. “Where could they be now?”
Unova Route 4
Colt drew Pot Shot, Kazuma drew Facepalm Over Two and Helmsman removed the scarf to create Sacred Sword. “You guys heard that?”
edited 18th Apr '18 12:19:11 PM by AbsentCoder
[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]
Meet The New Boss
-Suddenly, Alovye Jr. appears, clutching Spawny!-
Alovye Jr.: <Surprise, losers!>
Spawny: <B-bwah!>
Merlin: Well, their name is Necrozma, though they go by the nickname Voyd these days. And they've lost something dear to them.
-Takumi stops-
Takumi: <...Why are we standing around? Let's go to battle. Kill... the enemy... That is the key...>
Kaden: <Woah! He's saying more words!>
-The entire team is now in midair-
-Until Ammy shifts to Volcarona to scoop them up, Genie conjuring a boat for the others-
Marina: <That was close...>
Contact Me!
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
"Oh great, him again..."
off the shits
Flying Colors
Eitr: <Dude. What the hell is all this?>
-Eitr stares blankly at Onabarrak, who is in the process of fashioning... some sort of metal staff. Onabarrak lifts the staff and gives it a twirl.-
Onabarrak: <This, my friend, is a Kolhii stick. A tool for a sport native to my home land of Insula Nui, a staff with a scoop at its head and a mallet at its foot— >
Eitr: <No, what the hell is this?>
-He gestures at the entire workshop around him.-
Onabarrak: <...A forge. Does it not look like one?>
Eitr: <There just so happens to be a forge right here in the Battle Frontier?>
Onabarrak: <Our trainer got it set up! I requested that one be made, so that I could work in it!>
Eitr: <...And it just. Is a thing now.>
Onabarrak: <Is that a problem?>
Eitr: <No, it's just weird. That they just happened to have an entire building to spare to build this thing.>
Onabarrak: <...You have a peculiar sense of strangeness, glitchfrog.>
Eitr: <Shhhh.>
Onabarrak: <Is it really such a big deal that you felt the need to interrupt my work?>
Eitr: <No, whatever. Have fun.>
Onabarrak: <Thank you.>
-...-
Eitr: <...So, Kolhii, huh?>
Onabarrak: <Yes. A warrior's ball game, invented to solve disputes and later as a competitive sport. I never did get a chance to join the Onu-Val team, but I nonetheless had an interest in it.>
Eitr: <Huh. Cool, I guess. How do you play?>
Onabarrak: <Would you like a demonstration?>
Myth creater
Homer: Swear in, who said I was joining you guys?
-"Zags walks up and pulls on Homers sleeve. Homer turns and sees that Melly has introduced her brothers mouth to a mannequin. Homer sighs and pulls the mannequin out of Zags mouth, before returning his mons sans Anubis."-
Homer: Look, I'm a freelance information broker, I can't work for just one company or ells I wont make any money... also I'm still a little confused on why was I a pichu?
Skyla, returning Swoozy: Well, that didn't go as well as I had hoped, but that doesn't mean I'm willing to let you win. -pulls out her next mon- Now go for it, Skarla!
-"Skyla throws out a Skarmory named Skarla, who lets out a metallic shriek."-
Ramona: Alright Hyde, get ready baby!
Hyde: <We should wake us up.>
Other Hyde: <How?>
Other other Hyde: <HIT HIM!>
-"Hyde swings his awake head and slams it into his sleeping head."-
Hyde: <...didn't work.>
-"Hyde falls to the ground, knocked out."-
Ramona: ...Hyde ...Hyde?
Norma: <Ha!>
Let's all have fun
Fwomph
Route 4
Oh, heya pipsqueak. You here to save us some time and spawn up the next boss for us?
Agrabah Cavern
-Pent falls down into the fresh boat and takes a moment to process things-
... We're trapped here.
-He glances up and realizes that he needs to explain that-
In Agrabah I mean, not in this cave. Unless we can find a new story to complete I can't keytarblade us onwards.
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
like christ, but with more nails
Channah: Well that's a - <Shehadanunhealthyobsessionwiththeboythatpersistsinamildfashiontothisdayandpoisonsallofherrelationships,youarewelcome.> -closes her eyes, gritting her teeth- HALE Er, a question, um. I'll just take a raincheck on that because. Uh. Oh jeez.
-Channah is standing in front of the flattened ruins of her house, surrounded by a handful of Wobbuffets holding a heavily-bandaged figure on a stretcher as well as Nino and Legault, who are both rather sandy in texture atm-
Channah: ...So, I guess this is kind of disappointing? I mean, house-sitting...
Wobbuffet: -teary-eyed- <Baby sis - We're so, so fuckin sorry. Never again, I mean it! We'll, we'll build you a brand new house, all on us!>
Other Wobbuffet: -wobbles- <It happened so fast, and we were havin a nice dinner so it took us a while - >
Channah: 's not a big deal. Yeah, it's nothing. -looks at the Blazing Sigil units- You guys okay?
Legault: Mostly!
Channah: So, can you like recap quick for posterity, 'cause I wasn't listening the first time.
Legault: -wiping sand off his pants- Sure. We were traveling around the region when we reached the shore here, and then decided to walk around town. Didn't get very far, since we ran into sandcastle monsters - er, strangling a man, and of course Nino wanted to help. One thing led to another, a bunch of these blue fellows showed up, the sandcastle tried to cast a dark spell of some sort on me, and - The house suffered the most, really. -apologetic smile-
Channah: Okay. That's good.
Wobbuffet: <Good?! Madonn'...>
Channah: I mean, nobody died and you showed up in time to save my brother from death by sand, so we're all cool. Alright. I'll let you guys get going, then. I'm kinda tired.
Nino: But - Now you don't have a house...
Channah: -grunts- Stormchaser.
Legault: ... My, I don't think I've ever seen someone take the destruction of their home and a serious assault on their family so well.
Channah: Thanks, I try.
-the Wobbuffets cart Garrett off to the hospital and Legault and Nino leave after some small talk, leaving Channah alone on the beach-
Channah: ...Welp. (There goes the down payment on my next house.) -wanders around the remains of the house, peering here and there into the wreckage-
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.
RNP
Lou: Yunno, not feeling this vacation thing anymore. Think I'm just gonna travel wherever shit's going down and sit on the sidelines with a bucket of popcorn.
T.V.: And now, news at 7. Kate?
We're receiving reports of strange levels of activity in the Hoenn region. Police say there's nothing to worry about. OR IS THERE?
Now for a REALLY important story- [Tom Hanks'] dog is cute! Here's a 70 minute slideshow.
Lou: I hate today's news.
-Phoenix paranoidly throws a drone at the source of the voice.-
edited 18th Apr '18 4:55:55 PM by redneckphoenix
Al is caught by his carpet while Jones manages to somehow summon a pool of water with Dive.
Amos can fly and manages to catch Copper.
Amos: <What in the Sam Hill was that? They just disappeared.>
Aladdin: <Sorry about that guys.>
Jasmine: <Well, if you need somewhere to stay while you're working things out... you're free to stay in the palace.>
Charlotte gets a bit of a shiver down her spine at the name Necrozma.
Charlotte: <Oh? What's going on with him?>
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
Meet The New Boss
-Alovye Jr. flies out of the way of the drone-
Alovye Jr: <So you all beat Spawny's banana brute, yeah? Well don't waste your time patting yourselves on the back! With Spawny at my side I'll blow you into oblivion soon enough!>
Spawny: <Bw-bwah?>
Merlin: They, please. And they lost a posession of theirs called the Ultranecrozium Z. I can't get it back on my own. Will you help me?
Umbra: Pallace sounds nice about now, yeah.
edited 18th Apr '18 6:56:42 PM by Umbramatic
Contact Me!
The Wanderer
Dewford, at what was once Channah's house
-From behind-
Er, sorry about your house, even if for once the J-Team wasn't responsible for destroying a place. Was the Family able to salvage much? Like important documents and stuff?
Route 4
Ann: -To Aloyve Jr.- We'll see about that.
Gekkota: <Yeah!>
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
pain peko
Elizabeth: "I'm fine, Co-ma'-milady."
-Quiet applause is heard from Oberon. Elizabeth ignores him and shakes Tagg's hand.-
Elizabeth: "Um..."
-She grabs a Psychic Ball (her custom Great Balls) off her purse strap and releases a Kirlia from inside it.-
Camilla: <Oh my...hello Tagg. Is my Corrin around?>
-She looks around, fixating on Corrin.-
Camilla: <You aren't my brother.>
AU!Shaun: "Do the Marowak, though?"
Laurent: <Indeed, essentially a natural Physic...>
-Lucina looks at Takumi, unwavering.-
Lucina: <Who is the enemy, Prince Takumi?>
"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"
like christ, but with more nails
Channah: -pauses, then straightens and snaps her fingers-
Fat Wobbuffet: -waddles over, offering a ragged piece of notepaper to her- <Yer gonna wanna see dis first, little sis.>
Channah: -takes the paper carefully by the corner- -to Tagg- Hang on.
do you like the gift?
Channah: ...That makes a lot of sense. Not. -hands it back- Give it to Giachetta, maybe Bootleg Forensics can trace it.
Fat Wobbuffet: <Right-o. By the way, answer is dat we saved yer Steven and Justy nendoroids. Acquisitions's still lookin for Morty. But all tha furniture's beyond repair.>
Channah: Oh thank god.
Fat Wobbuffet: -salutes and waddles away-
Channah: -to Tagg- Yeah, Montanari has copies of all that shit in triplicate. Also hi again.
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.
Some Rando
Agrabah
“The gesture is appreciated,” Colt chimed, having flown up on Xatu’s back to be within hearing range. “I’m grateful for your hospitality.”
Route 4 Unova
“What can you throw at us that we can’t take?!” Colt challenged as he drew his phone and responded.
From: Colton Rever
Your call, dude. Do what ya like.
<And Spawny, you can always back out,> Helmsman comforted as he flourished and sheathed his seamitar in a smooth gesture.
[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]
The Wanderer
Outside the Stormchaser, last night
-Confused-
There's no guy Corrins around here.
Dewford, tonight
They make Justy Nendodroids? Didn't think he was all that famous outside of Orre...
Yeah, hey. Figured I'd come check on you after I was done handling J-Team vetting business.
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Fwomph
Route 4
You'll need some more potent source material if you want to make it hard on us.
Agrabah
Thank you, I need some time to think...
-Pent sighs, that boat disappearance... It couldn't be normal function, definitely. And with the current situation... Yeah, it felt pretty clear that (pardon the coincidence of wordplay) the boat had sailed on the second movie. Maybe... Would it be presumptuous to try and induce the third?-
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
No voice to cry suffering
Megan: AAAH!
Lapis: BWAAAH!
Pollen: <Fuck.>
Vee: -subtly interposing herself between them and Megan- <Hello there~>
Pippy: -as well- <I-It's good to see you again, Tiny Rabbid! ...M-May I call you Tiny Rabbid?>
-hushed, urgent, slightly desperate- <D-do you need help?>
Megan: -carefully packing the case away in her pack, to Kaisei- Yup. And it's a lot, even split between the three of us.
-to Silas- Eeeheeheehee, I've got one idea~
Aside from just decking me, that is.
Pippy: -surrounded by a lot of complicated Brine water- <What kinda scares m-e is the volume of Psychic Gems we're s-upposed to buy with some of this...>
Wine Enthusiast: -sprayed in the face- My palate!
-a few more such instances, and they are defeated-
Pippy: -wiping away some saltwater- <Then again, it is time travel.>
Megan: Yep! Now we just gotta—
???: Ufufufufu~
Pippy: <?>
-he and Megan look up-
-outlined against the roof of the wine store is a pair of figures near the same size, wearing masquerade masks, one wearing a suit apparently made of some sort of spandex, the other an elegant suit seemingly sewn from large sections of beautiful, strange leaves and shimmering silk, impossibly well-fit-
-beside them are a much-pampered Shiny Skuntank and Kricketune-
Spandex!???: -in Kalosian, what most of the people have totally been speaking this whole time- So I see you've defeated the patrons of my establishment.
Wine Guy: -like this guy- Mr. Macraul! We've failed you!
-and notably, they both have green hair-
Spandex!Macraul?: Ohohoho! Surely you're mistaken—I am the other owner of this fine drink store, since Darrin Macraul would surely never dress up in a stunningly fashionable super-outfit to infringe upon his darling sister's property~
Wine Guy: of course, my mistake
Flashback
Abilene: But it bears emphasis—if you see anyone who looks like me—
-here she twirls a finger at her own face-
-weighty with implication- —don't embarrass me in front of them.
Megan: ...oh no.
Skuntank: -yawns-
Spandex!Macraul: However! Long I have watched from afar, and I can watch no further! For, on this occasion...it seems that you have something I want.
-leaning forward, grinning- And I'd like to collect.
Pippy: -whimpers-
Spandex!Macraul?: Well then! Is whatever bonus dear Abby's paying enough for this experience? Surely you're exhausted from all the running around, and you'd like to take your already sizeable paycheque and run?
Logan: -chuckling- If you ask me, there's a lot of troubles from your League regions, too.
-nodding at Lila- Like that, for instance.
-except for one-
Tripod: -pupils constricted, eyes wide with shock- <...> •–•–•
Thespi: <. . . wh>
Minun: -sadly- <...no more show.>
Thespi: -indignant squeak- <M-my friend was on that ship!>
Plusle: <Aw, boo.>
Tripod: <...>
Agrabah, Setting-Ambiguous Pirate Ship
Ceal: -the one that is except- <O-oh no...>
<W-well maybe y-you just need the right audience! Wh-what I heard was superb!> ^-^
<And th-that's—>
-she's interrupted and briefly alarmed by the smoke and the feeling, but then Louis makes his request, which is more than enough to distract her from whatever that was-
-and I mean, ships move all the time! They're designed to!-
-that's probably not important, right?-
-so she perks up visibly, humming excitedly-
<Ah! Y-yes! >
-twiddling flippers-<W-well, here goes...>
-and she briefly runs through a mental inventory, visibly calming as she does so, relaxing-
-after the tail-tapping tune from the trumpet just moments before, she loosely, easily launches into the first song to come to mind, soft amid strangers but increasingly bright with joy-
Lissa: <He did!>
Maribelle: <Excellent. Now then.>
-very slowly- <Why... Do... You... Want... To... Kill... Things...?>
No mind to think. No will to break.
like christ, but with more nails
Channah: There's... vetting for the J-Team? -looks more surprised at this than her house dying behind her, which still isn't much-
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.
Virbank City Gym:
"Neo Plasma huh? I take it the Old Plasma isn't exactly around anymore, whoever they were. In case it wasn't obvious from my accent, I'm not exactly from around here," Mark mused. Meanwhile the musician simply replied, "Woah man, that's pretty insane. I think I might have heard about it on the world news, something about the world almost getting flooded and set on fire at the same time. Would have been a total bummer for everyone, but at least it didn't happen."
Living The Fever Dream