Maggie: -to Ever- "Well, alright, hope that gets better."
-to Pleth- "...Fair enough, I should be able to help,but if he actually gets hurt, you're getting an arrow through your tail."
"Though, yeah, thanks, I'll talk to him. He'll stay away from Izaya."
Cacturne: <Well, true, we do suspect him...>
<...But that said, we didn't find any sign of him at the crime scene, but we did find these.>
The Krokorok pulls out some scribbles on paper and batteries.
Krokorok: <These scribbles in... whatever language these are supposed to be. Chinese? Some Italian too?>
Cacturne: <Yeah, they're not from anyone around here and that and... this thing with an electrical symbol makes you somewhat suspect.>
Jasmine: <...Is my father really...>
<...But I was with them the whole time! How could they have...>
edited 21st Apr '18 6:09:43 PM by CorvusAtrox
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
Dunsparce Cloud
Pleth: -twitches her tail- <Doubtful.>
Ever: Pleth.
Pleth: <...Hmph. You protect your team, I protect my trainer. That's how it goes, right?>
Ever: Pleth. (to Maggie) Thanks. Reminds me, gotta send out a text...Pleth, give er the ball back?
Pleth: <Oh, right.>
-she picks up the ball in her foot without much more effort than using a claw, and tosses it to Maggie as Ever texts-
To: J-team
From: Ever
hey since this apparently needs 2 b said
izaya orihara: kantonese guy w short black hair cut 2 spiky/average 2 tall height kinda weedy/rly attractive/shitty parka @ all times/fairly consistent asshole smirk/arbok/works w mobius/info broker
do not trust izaya orihara
do not trust ppl involved w izaya orihara
do not listen 2 words spoken by izaya orihara
do not wonder if maybe u can change izaya orihara
this has been a psa
Ever: Sorry about dragging you over here, Maggie.
Breeze: <You're dragging yourself, mostly.>
Ever: Hush, Breeze.
Glimmer: <The wind will become still in due time.>
Ever: Why?
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
Meet The New Boss
from: A Perfectly Innocent Pile Of Sand Who Is Not "Borrowing" A Phone Promise
wait you know this guy
Maggie: "It's fine. I spent like a year trying to get him back once. I can deal with this now and again. Even if he really should know better."
Squealer pops out of his ball. Maggie gets ready to send him back in if needed, but he looks at Ever and co.
Squealer: <Sorry... I'll try and be more careful... I'll try and make it up to you.>
<Uh, though, Ever... aren't you kinda involved with Izaya? From how I heard you talking about him.>
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
Dunsparce Cloud
Ever: -smiles sheepishly- Don't worry about it, Squealer. You ended up informing me of an important security hole.
-Squealer-
-...-
-...-
-Ever flares an intense, bright red-
Pleth: <And here I thought you weren't capable of camouflage.>
Ever: Not the time, Pleth!
Breeze: <This isn't any easier for me than it is for you, you know.>
Ever: You are not obligated to be privy to my every thought!
...
...Anyway I meant involved more in the sense of business dealings, which I emphatically don't have with Izaya. Cahoots, if you will.
To: A Perfectly Innocent Pile Of Sand Who Is Not "Borrowing" A Phone Promise
From: Ever
i know a lot of guys
who r u
pain peko
Camilla: <...>
Elizabeth: "Nice to meet you. Uh, since no one she knows is here and you clearly have no way to send them back...sorry for bothering you."
-She pushes a loose strand of hair behind her ear.-
Elizabeth: "Do you, um, know if there are any good hotels around here?"
Laurent: <Nonlethally, Grima.>
Lucina: <If you kill him, you'll be taking a long nap.>
-She looks 100% serious.-
Sumia: -Aggressively doing flower fortunes-
The Harbringer: <Almost there.>
From: Shaun
That text was paradoxical.
From: Jessica
hey
question
we talkin hunk or twink/bishie
Maggie snickers a bit.
Squealer: <Oh, okay. That makes sense.>
<And yay! Glad I did that!>
Charles: <Finally! Took us long enough.>
Tsubasa just sighs.
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
Flying Colors
Mason: Well, on one hand, yeah, there's plenty of hotels. On the other, if you're getting dragged into this J-Team mess, the easiest living space is...
-He points right behind himself, at the airship.-
Mason: Right there. Thing's got tons of rooms to live in. I really don't know how, but there's always enough.
Corrin: It's almost surreal.
From: Kai
Do you have a picture of the guy? So we know what to look for
From: Diane
sounds like you almost definitely have a couple pics him. idk what ur relationship with him is but make sure whatever pic u send is sfw lmao
edited 21st Apr '18 6:50:03 PM by BittersweetNSour
The Wanderer
Outside the Stormchaser, far past
-To Elizabeth-
You might as well stay here, it's free and there's always an extra room. For some reason...
You won't be getting to stick around hotels here if you hang around us enough to begin with.
Dewford, past
-To Odin-
The latter's at least a pretty decent bet since one will lead to the other considering their affiliations.
edited 21st Apr '18 7:01:56 PM by rmctagg09
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Meet The New Boss
From: Pile Of Sand
an ally of tagg's
that izaya guy has something really, really dangerous
Odin: <I'll stick by you until we find either of them then, if I may.>
Zumi: So... Many... Stairs...
edited 21st Apr '18 7:05:32 PM by Umbramatic
Contact Me!
pain peko
Elizabeth: "W-why couldn't I go to hotel?"
"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"
The Wanderer
Outside the Stormchaser, far past
-To Elizabeth-
The incredibly foolish actions of my fellows seven years ago.
Dewford, past
Unfortunately, refusing would be dumb. >_>
-To Odin-
It'll have to do.
Stormchaser, tonight
-Looking outside-
Ugh, I'm getting tired of just sitting here all the darn time except for when Channah and I go do something, if I wanted that I'd just go back to Unova, we're going to Lilycove tomorrow.
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Flying Colors
-Mason and Corrin blink.-
Mason: ...Well. Uh. I mean, you still can, now, if you really want to.
Corrin: What did you do seven years ago?
pain peko
Elizabeth: "I'm concerned."
"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"
Dunsparce Cloud
Hmm. If Tagg trusts him...on the other hand, anyone can just say that.
To: Mr. Sandman
From: Ever
the flash drive
what do u know abt it
-and then he checks the J-team chat-
-...-
To: J-team
From: Ever
@Shaun no it wasnt i meant cahoots
@Jessica twink def
@Kai if i had pix i wouldnt have 2 describe him but ill see what i can do
@Diane pls just let me pretend to b cool on the internet
Ever: Okay great talk see you around good luck with becoming more skeptical etc. etc.!
-...-
-and he books it-
Pleth: <...Well.>
Breeze: <Yeah, he can really move when he wants to.>
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
Meet The New Boss
From: Mr. Sandman
it contains an abberant version of ai software created by one maxwell rubeloff
it's super dangerous and we have no clue what izaya wants with it which is even worse
so we should probably find that out
-Odin is poking at a phone with his shovel-
Contact Me!
The GM House
Deziree: Alright, Ludmilla. Now, I need you to decide what sort of suit you want me to make.
Ludmilla: But Moooooooooom! I don't want a battle suit! I do well enough as it is!
Deziree: Honey, if there's one thing I've learned from your father when it comes to stuff like this, is if you enter a fair fight with high stakes, your tactics suck. And I refuse to let my Champion daughter be associated with subpar tactical decisions! Also they have guns, so they're already cheating.
Ludmilla: Mom, I can make people experience their most horrifying fears and turn their brains to mush.
Deziree: Not against Dark Obscurics you're not. You need more than that in this war, now.
Ludmilla: Does that mean I get a lightsaber?
Deziree: When I can make another one, yes. But I have no idea what I did to make this one, so in the meantime, back to my first question. Battle suit. What kind.
Ludmilla: None! Don't want one.
Deziree: Okay look, if I gave you a wrist mounted freeze ray, would you wear it?
Ludmilla: Uh uh.
Deziree: How about enhanced servo motors?
Ludmilla: Nope.
Deziree: Night vision visor?
Ludmilla: Nah.
Deziree: Well until you decide, you're not leaving the house. I can't guarantee the School won't come after you while your father's gone… again… And my lightsaber is probably the only thing that's kept them from attacking again after it cut through their constructs and armor. So you're staying near me, and I've got to stay here to make sure the house gets fixed up and that my commissions get done.
Ludmilla: But Mooooooooooom!
Eclo Canyon
-Vulture sighs as his nails tap the side of the cliff face. The School was up to their old tricks. It appears that the Shadow Class wasn't enough of a warning.-
Vulture: Fools…
-The tumble of stones catches his attention.-
-There, standing half concealed by a boulder. A man, dressed in the colors of the sand itself. A grizzled beard obscuring his facial structure. A pair of familiar goggles.-
-The man stares for a while before stepping forward.-
Vulture: … Heh. Afraid I'll make another lunge at the little morsel?
-The man reaches behind his back and pulls out an axe. Made of black metal, with two flat blade heads and a screaming visage adorning the haft.-
-Vulture blinks. First a massive sword, now an axe?-
-The man adjusts his grip and the axe lights with blue runes. The air grows ice cold.-
Vulture: What…?
Derek Morton: People talking without speaking… People hearing without listening…
-Vulture found something strange happening. A jitter in his triceps. A shortness of breath. A sense that the natural order had been upended.-
-The man grabs the haft with both hands and swings.-
edited 21st Apr '18 9:08:03 PM by DuneTheWanderer
Dunsparce Cloud
-Ever has safely arrived here, and checks his texts-
Ever: ...
I'm going to kill PEFE!Every.
To: Mr. Sandman
From: Ever
fuck
RNP
edited 21st Apr '18 9:31:20 PM by redneckphoenix
The Flamebringer
"And... preferably not level the surrounding area."
edited 21st Apr '18 10:22:25 PM by Izshta
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.
The Wanderer
Outside the Stormchaser, past
-To Corrin-
I didn't do anything, my friends busted up a bunch of hotels and it got us banned. I had to literally talk to everyone about it because it had gone on long enough.
Stormchaser, tonight
Muddy: <Do we have to have them around us?>
We'll have to deal.
edited 21st Apr '18 10:52:01 PM by rmctagg09
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Fwomph
Agrabah
A battery and a page of foreign writing. Okay that's evidence of outsiders but it feels weak, and it doesn't incriminate the entire group.
-Pent shrugs-
I thought we put mysteries behind us last world but I'm up for some more sleuthing.
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
chaos catby with a flannel shirt addiction
Lilycove
Someone might notice Eva wandering around town with a Joltik on her head and a shiny Minccino poking out of her bag.edited 22nd Apr '18 11:03:50 AM by QuantumMelody29
I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.
Maggie and Squealer watch as Ever runs off.
Maggie: "Alright, then."
"Anyway, uh, thanks and see you later."
Se heads off, Squealer following.
A certain PEFE Researcher is wandering around and may run into Eva.
edited 22nd Apr '18 11:05:19 AM by CorvusAtrox
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
To: The Pig Says "Baaaaah"
From: Ever
those both seem like accurate assumptions
go u
-Ever looks up as Maggie appears-
Ever: Eh, that's the only bit that wasn't entirely his fault, really. I'll repair eventually.
Breeze: <To clarify, I will repair him.>
Glimmer: <To clarify further, eventually everything tends towards disrepair and decay, and healing is only a stopgap.>
Ever: Did I do something in a past life to warrant this?
Pleth: <I think it's more likely you did something in this life.> (to Maggie) <Hey, I've got his ball here if you think you can hold him. Make sure he doesn't go after the School or anything, I may or may not have convinced him he needed to stop them so he would get off of Ever's arm.>
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.