ITT: We are all Pokémon Trainers

Makbeliv Ocean

-Well alright then. With a sense of determination Pent continues swimming!-

Stormchaser

-The phone's still around on the floor. Well-

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

Ever: You're alive?

Every(?): So-so, sure. Why?

Ever: ...Not gonna lie, I kinda figured you died in the Desert Resort when we were rescuing Pef? You did sort of vanish after the fight.

Every(?): Oh, I got distracted by that Frillish again.

Ever: Of course.

Every(?): If you thought I was dead, shouldn't you be in mourning?

Ever: It was months ago. I'd clearly have gotten over it.

Every(?): ...You didn't mourn at all, did you?

Ever: I completely forgot you existed the second I wasn't looking at you. It's a suppression thing I think.

Every(?): I'm wounded.

Ever: No you're not. ^_^

Every(?): Yeah, honestly I forgot you existed too.

Ever: That couldn't have stuck?

Every(?): Ever Collectivenoun Memito.

-Ever rolls his eyes-

Every(?): Do you not enjoy my presence?

Ever: I mean sometimes, but mostly you're just an idealization of what I'd like my life to be like who occasionally shows up and makes me question my gender.

Every(?): We both know you're not questioning.

Ever: Stupid perfectly accurate me from an alternate universe. Do you want something?

Every(?): Oh, yeah, I figured we should see once and for all which of us is the better battler.

Ever: Perhaps ironically, this conversation would have been far less hostile in tone if you'd opened with the request to fight me.

Every(?): Is that irony?

Ever: So there is stuff you don't know.

...Also, like, has it ever really come up that one of us might be a better trainer than the other?

Every(?): No, but I'd like to know~

Ever: That's fair.

Battle! Oddtrainer Ever vs. Hex Maniac Every(?)!

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

-Lucius is still here, and has just about finished off his burger.-

Lucius: Man, I have been missing out all these years. I wonder what else tastes this g-

???: So, we meet again.

-Lucius looks up to see a tall, well-built young woman in a suit as dark as her hair stride through the door. The noir-esque entrance is only slightly undercut by the fact that this is, y'know, a [Five Guys].-

Lucius: ...Oh. Hey, Alice. I, uh... I wasn't expecting to see you here.

Alice: Nor I you.

-She sighs.-

Alice: I'm disappointed in you, Lucius.

Lucius: Yeah... me too.

Alice: I always thought you were better than this. I am glad to see you have come to your senses, though, even if the experience has left you somewhat diminished both physically and emotionally.

Lucius: Heh.

Alice: Truth be told, I... I have spent a lot of time since your defection to Iron mulling over your decision. Whether I somehow spurned you, either with actions or silence, and if just a little more honesty on my part could have convinced you to stay. You are my oldest friend, after all, and I should no longer try and push you away.

-Lucius raises an eyebrow.-

Lucius: Um...

Alice: I kept these feelings a secret for fear of hurting you, terrified that I would ruin what we have. But... I find myself unable to control these feelings anymore. I have to let them out, in case I never get the chance to do so again. I... I love you, Lucius.

Lucius: buh

Alice: I've always loved you, more than anything. Your betrayal hurt more than I could bear, but now that you're back, I'm begging you to stay. We can make up for all this lost time and-

???: Minstrel, please stop fucking with him before his brain leaks out of his ears.

Lucius: Huh?

-Lucius wheels round to see... another Alice, lounging at one of the tables.-

Alice(?): Oh, you are no fun at all.

-Lucius turns back around to see a flamboyantly dressed figure in a puffed shirt and bauta mask where Alice(?) was stood, idly twirling a cane and chuckling to himself.-

Alice: It wasn't that funny.

Minstrel: Madame, please do not misconstrue any malice in my mirth! It is mere mischief that manufactures such merriment, nothing more.

-He turns to the counter.-

Minstrel: My good sir! A bacon burger for this bedraggled bard, if you will.

-Lucius looks back at Alice, his tone faintly disappointed.-

Lucius: So... none of what he just said was true?

Alice: No. Aside from the disappointment thing, I suppose.

edited 2nd May '18 6:09:22 PM by Herbert40k

Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.

A woman in a kimono and a red leather jacket who was probably not there a second ago is sitting on a low wall near Ever and Every(?), flipping a sheathed tanto up and down.

Shiki: "Eh. So, what kind of name is Collectivenoun, anyway?"

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

[Caspian Sea] Drydock Facility

-The base is shockingly quiet as the skeleton crew guard detail sit in their barracks.-

-Most of the automated alarms are down for monthly maintenance. As usual a routine as one could get. No one would want the old, fifty year old tech stored here. Especially not the one that's been going through some nasty degradation due to substandard parts. No one would be bothered if it scuttled on a routine transport to another drydock.-

-Certainly not, thought both the maintenance crew and guards, as they counted out the money from their unofficial business partners.-

-The hydrofoil's engines hum to life as the Team Iron pilot radios in to headquarters, to Dr. Previa's jester-like glee.-

Iron Harbor

Previa: It's so beautiful. A mastercraft of low altitude aeronautics, a true terror of the seas… brought down by politics and lesser minds.

Cid: Previa.

Previa: Oh, er, yes, right, hello, sir! Something you needed?

Cid: Not yet. Just a reminder.

Previa: An, er, reminder?

Cid: Bartholomew failed, and is now missing. Johanna's pet project failed, and now she and her department are under investigation.

Previa: … wait, investigation by who-

Cid: My. Patience. Is running. Thin. See to it that I don't have reason to remove the position of Vice Director entirely.

Previa: Yes sir. Understood, sir.

Cid: Good.

[Baltic Sea]

-The pirate airship flies high, barely skidding the top of the spring storm cloud cover.-

-The crew, at the behest of Captain Balthier, watch the radar and scopes for any sign of Team Iron, their ship, or whatever base they have in the region.-

-They'd spotted the ship a few times, but could never catch it before it dived into a fog bank or fjord, and they couldn't use water radar without putting hull to sea, which gave up their air advantage.-

-The warning sirens blare.-

-Balthier calls for a status report.-

-The helmsman claims they had been locked on by a missile.-

-Radar station claims it came from empty ocean.-

-The missile hits, taking out the rear engines and crew quarters.-

-The Iron Eagle reports its first confirmed kill.-

-On the radio, Previa laugh in both glee and relief.-

Silas stepped back over to the shipyard, Ziltoid looking proud as his drones teleported out, ~Ah my business partner!~

"We're not partners. I just owe you a favor."

~In my book that makes us partners! It's how I got most of my business partners! And met Snoop Dogg!~

Silas blinked, "Wait what."

~Long story. Anyways!~

Ziltoid turned to the craft, which seemed to glisten, ~Enjoy your modified airship!~

Silas looked at the ship then at Hacks and shrugged, climbing up the ladder run to the airlock deck and stepping inside, it was time to take control of his ship.

Silas liked the look of the inside, clean and neat, he released his team as he stepped about, "Oh it feels so good to have a ship of my own."

Hacks gave a thumbs up, ~Transportation that we don't need to land because it can hover is nice. Means we got more areas we can go to.~

Silas looked over the layout on a nearby terminal, upper deck was empty but it had more than enough. Plus the room outside had Spacesuit storage which was useful, especially for landing on the moon.

The Engine room had a clear view of the central reactor complete with access hatch, Silas looked over the reactor and smiled, knowing how much power it would put out and how long it would run, also the fact that there were batteries as well in case it went out. So many redundancies were in place.

Figured that a luxury ship had it's own Auto-doc one of those quick heal devices for mons, Silas checked the files and saw that his medical history was in there, he shrugged, was part of the job. People could get hurt so having one on hand made it so people were less like to sue if they got hurt.

This room was a personal touch for Silas, 3D printer, a fabricator, and best of all... Silas plugged his pDroid into a table at the center and a holographic display booted up showing off a few of his designs... a holo-table for viewing plans, orbital maneuvers and such, sure the ship couldn't go far... but it was just nice.

Less a bay and more a singular room hooked up to the Workshop, Bishop's PRB hung in its charging bay, a nearby table with tools sat next to it, ready if it needed repairs, "Bishop did you request this?"

"That I did Captain. I want to make sure I can always be of assistance when on the field."

The room was cold and filled with towers with countless computer systems plugged in, all calculating whatever the ship might need, a terminal nearby and a access port for the PRB, Bishop flew in and flew out, "It runs on Pory OS as well!"

Figures, Bishop could fly the ship if needed.

Silas blinked at the terminal waiting in the room, he stepped over and sat down, the display lit up and said, "NO WEAPONS INSTALLED". Silas sighed, of course Zeke had to install it, sure he had wanted his own warship, but things had changed... this was clearly in case the J-Team had needed it. According to it, the room next door was drone control, that made some sense, small drones could be used but this...

"I don't know how to uninstall this without breaking the ship... let's leave it."

It was a room with a oxygen machine monitoring the air mix in the ship, not much here.

Silas stepped down a set of stairs and looked at the Lower deck, it was more spacious compared to the hallways he was used to, there were 6 rooms before him, with a large area at the end of the hall, and beside him a room labelled as "Captain's quarters". That bit made Silas smile as he looked inside, plenty of room to set up his own personal tastes, and a rather comfy looking bed awaiting him.

The Cargo bay had 2 access hatches which seemed to work like airlocks, one that lead to the upper deck and one that connected to the lower deck, it wasn't very big but had enough space that it could probably fit a Mega-Tyranitar with some difficulty. "Not to self, make sure this area isn't cluttered."

The final stop, Silas smiled as he saved the best for last, stepping into the bridge he found it nice and tidy, a compact room with computer terminals and a pilot's seat, it awaited the startup and Silas was done waiting. He sat down and plugged his pDroid into the console, searching through a selection of music.

The ship hummed to life and he felt it move, it had lifted off, Silas grinned, "Well then... I'm a leaf on the wind... watch how I soar."

Silas cued up the music...

And the ship took off.

-Ever and Every(?) pause, glancing at Shiki-

Ever: ...Our parents were sort of weird. When did she get here?

Every(?): It was like...a bet, right? I don't know, I didn't see her!

Ever: Bet? Dare? Something... Yikes.

Every(?): ...Sooo, battle?

Ever: Right!

-Ever sends out Marmalade-

Every(?): Ooh, she's one of the stronger ones, right?

Ever: You did catch me right after a raid.

Every(?): Perfect~

-she sends out...-

Rush the Infernape: <Yo.>

Ever: Huh. Your starter?

Every(?): Yep!

Ever: Kinda surprising. Do you normally start a battle with your flagship?

Every(?): Maybe you just can't comprehend the depths of my strategy.

Ever: I think that's very unlikely. Marmalade, Sandstorm!

Marmalade: <Sinnoh's snowy, right? Have fun with this.>

Every(?): U-Turn!

Rush: <Have fun with this!>

-Marmalade's wings hum to life, as debris starts to pick itself up, but Rush is already moving, dropping briefly to all fours for one lightning-fast pounce as he dives into the heart of the storm-

Marmalade: <Hey! Personal space!>

Rush: <I'll only be here for a sec, don't worry too much!>

-and he leaps up as his flames flicker into red, planting his feet in Marmalade's chest and shoving the Flygon backwards. Before the backflip carries him back into the sandstorm, the flames dance across him, and he vanishes back into his ball-

Every(?): Overmind, go!

-and, hidden in the now-raging sandstorm, a dark shape coalesces-

Every(?): Did you see that coming?

Ever: I thought you might feel the need to switch, sure. Figured I should maximize control of your decision.

Every(?): And yet I still got first blood~

-both Memitos snap on their Go-Goggles-

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Shiki: "If you tell someone that 'they can't comprehend the depths' of something, you're probably covering for a lack of depth there."

"And besides, if you're going to brag about first blood, at least make it a knockout."

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

A trio of curiously, coloured individuals are sitting in a booth nearby. The Red and Green fellows have a relatively mundane lunch of burger/sandwich (respectively) and a milkshake while the shorter Blue fellow has a tray of forty hotdogs and at least five large cups of cajun spiced fries.

The shortstack slams the tray on the table and scootches over towards the big red fellow.

Levi: Hey Sandy, wanna watch me deepthroat 40 kosher dogs in under three minutes?

Sandy: That's... a good way to choke, amigo.

Levi: We don't die tho.

Vyvyan: I swear Levi, if I have to listing to your hacking for twelve minutes because you thought it was a good idea to attempt to down 12 hotdogs at once and no-one wants to heimlich you ass as punishment for hubris, I swear I'm gonna spin this world round in the opposite direction.

Levi: Have I ever made a bad decision in my life Vyv~?

Vyvyan merely blinks at his small friend.

Sandy: I don't even think we should even start on that train of thought, Levi.

Levi: Now that's quitters talk, Sandy!

edited 3rd May '18 1:52:57 AM by PippingFool

I'm having to learn to pay the price

-Lucius and Alice sit together in awkward silence while Minstrel loudly devours his bacon burger (while still wearing his mask, of course).-

Lucius: Erm... so.

Alice: So.

Lucius: I like what you've done with your hair.

Alice: Thank you.

Lucius: So, er... what have you been up to?

Alice: Not much. Killing time, and occasionally people.

Lucius: ...I don't want to know, do I?

Alice: Probably not, no. How about you?

Lucius: Well, I-

Alice: Aside from the attempted mass deicide, of course. That goes without saying.

Lucius: ...You are never gonna let me live this down, are you?

Alice: You say that as if my refusal represents some deviation from the norm.

Lucius: Right, yeah.

-He rubs the back of his neck.-

Lucius: I... I really am sorry. What I did was stupid and wrong and I'd say it more often if I thought it wouldn't devalue the words. You know me, I've always done shitty things out of impulse and spite, but if there's anything I can do to help you out then-

Alice: No.

Lucius: ...What?

Alice: Trust isn't some commodity to be traded and spent, Lucius. Trust is built. I am glad you recognise the toxic behaviour that led you to this point, but if you think you can earn my forgiveness by simply doing me a few favours, then you are just as deluded as you were when you joined Iron. You need to change. That is what I came here to say. I would like us to be friends once again in the future, but for that to happen I need to see proof that you have learned from your mistakes. And I'm not seeing it now.

-She stands up.-

Alice: Minstrel, we're leaving.

Minstrel: So soon? Give me a mere moment, if we must.

-He starts shoveling peanuts into his purse while Lucius looks up pleadingly at Alice.-

Lucius: Alice, wait-

Alice: Goodbye, Lucius. I hope our next meeting is on better terms than this.

-She and Minstrel stand up and walk out, Minstrel snacking on purse peanuts as he goes.-

Lucius: ...Beer. They do beer here, right? I really hope they do.

edited 2nd May '18 6:54:18 PM by Herbert40k

Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.

-An unopened can of what may be the shittiest possible beer beans Lucius in the head from an unspecified source.-

Casa del Rever

As anticipated from what Colt had read about what Kartana were, it had an aversion towards Helmsman, Sunny, Pyukumuku, Amaterasu and Roy. It seemed to enjoy its fellow Steel-type Lucario, as it flittered around him making what Colt could only describe as “happy paper snip noises”.

They had all decided on the name “Caliburn” for the little guy, as well as bothering to teach him some moves to practice on an excessively Bulked-Up Julius.

Using footage and live demonstrations alike, they were able to demonstrate Swords Dance, Leaf Blade, Sacred Sword, Aerial Ace, X-Scissor and Night Slash.

Caliburn himself - they were just guessing the gender - also demonstrated a few moves that were recognized as Defog, Knock Off and even Tailwind.

Colt was impressed, but his living room was a bit of a wreck from all the times the moves were used in the process of associating the names to their usage.

“Shall we continue?” Colt asked Xatu.

Seafolk Village Pokémon Center

“Oh, good call,” a tourist praised his Xatu as he gathered where they were.

A few minutes later he exited and walked to the canyon from the center, his team healed up.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

Every(?): There will be time for knockouts later!

Ever: I feel comfortable assuming that the whole depths thing is just battle banter. She's kind of terrible at it.

Every(?): What does that say about you?

Ever: That I put my time to better use than you did.

-he winks-

So, congrats, you made me waste my first move. But you also handed the speed advantage to me. Marmalade, Mud-Slap!

Every(?): ...That's a choice.

Marmalade: <Not a bad one, either!>

-she dives to the ground, her wings turning the earth into slurry and slinging it at Overmind just as quickly. The Palossand, as fast as the average sandcastle, doesn't have a whole lot of options for dodging, and is struck in the face-

Overmind's accuracy fell!

Marmalade: <Good luck hitting what you can't see, huh?>

Overmind: <How about what I can hear?>

Marmalade: <I wouldn't count on that.>

-her wings beat faster as she takes off, the whine dipping briefly in pitch-

-and then rising-

-and dipping-

-and crescendoing, and diminishing, and speeding up and slowing down and-

Every(?): You weaponized a mating call.

Ever: You weaponized sand.

Every(?): You've seen nothing yet. Gravity!

Marmalade: <Wait, what.>

Overmind: <Won't you join us?>

-the air grows heavy. Ever staggers briefly, Every(?) seeming less bothered, or just more prepared-

-and from within the Sandstorm, there's the sound of a heavy thump as Marmalade is pinned to the ground-

Every(?): Why bother aiming if there's nowhere to run to?

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Shiki: "You know, that's actually kind of genius, but who in their right mind would ever come up with the idea to do that."

"Whereas Pokemon weaponize sand all the time."

"But also you're both insane."

She flips her tanto once more, accidentally(?) flicking the sheathe off to one side.

Shiki: "Hm."

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

Ever: Rude. I'm clearly the balanced one.

Every(?): You allowed dozens of ghosts to possess you!

Ever: Not recently! Marmalade, Dragon Rush!

Every(?): Overmind, Earth Power!

Overmind: <I can feel you through the storm, now. There's nowhere to run.>

Marmalade: <Who said anything about running?>

-as Overmind's eyes glow, bright red points in the midst of the sandstorm, Marmalade lunges-

-using her wings to carve furrows through the dirt, she propels herself forward, almost but not quite digging as blue light surrounds her-

-and she slams into Overmind, fast enough that the living sandcastle is knocked from his base, collapsing in a heap. The Earth Power, half-charged, goes wide, a burst of soil nearly knocking Ever off his feet-

Ever: Watch it!

Overmind flinched!

Every(?): Nice.

Ever: Gravity doesn't just make it easier for you to land hits!

Every(?): But it does make it easy to bring you in close! Sand Tomb!

-with a sudden burst of speed, Overmind rises up in a wall of sand, collapsing onto Marmalade-

Marmalade: <Gah! This is the worst role reversal ever...>

Ever: Dragon Tail. ^_^

Marmalade: <You are officially sufficiently irritating.>

-and with a quick swipe of her tail, and a shockwave of red light, Overmind is recalled-

Every(?): Lattice, you're up.

-a form appears in the sandstorm-

-a small, slender figure, with two long tendrils protruding from what might be a head-

Ever: ...Oh boy.

Marmalade: <Hahahahaha fu—>

Lattice the Froslass used Ice Beam!

Lattice: <.>

Every(?): See, you were saying something about knockouts?

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Shiki: "See? That's first blood."

"... And what on Earth would make being possessed an attractive option?"

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

Various locations

-Members of the J-Team (and who weren't involved with Team Iron at the time of the kidnappings); employees at the various branches of the PEFE (and who weren't involved with Team Iron at the time of the kidnappings); some employees of Silph in Holon; and various monoliths, temples, churches, and religious cites around the globe start receiving a pristine envelope sealed with a silver seal and white ribbon.-

-in the envelope are four cards and a per-addressed and paid envelope.-

-The first card is has pressed gold-leaf writing-

-The second card is pressed with silver-leaf writing-

-The third card is an RSVP card that is to be sent in the included envelope.-

-The fourth card is a business card that has a web address that leads to Ren and Cambria's wedding website along with a unique password for each card. The website includes links to book travel and rooms and their wedding registry.-

edited 2nd May '18 7:57:25 PM by keys2tkingdom

Iron Harbor

-Despite May having arrived, the base was still covered in snow. The blackness of the night and lack of moonlight from cloud cover made the outdoors an eerie sight, haunted only by shadows and what Ghost-Types the Iron security had.-

-Cid sits in his quarters, having gotten news of the Iron Eagle's successful maiden voyage.-

-He ponders while a vinyl record plays.-

-He rolls whiskey in a tumbler as the shadows lie still outside.-

Ever: It seemed like a good idea at the time.

Every(?): No it didn't.

Ever: If I wanted your opinion I'd take the three seconds to figure it out.

-as the sandstorm subsides, Lattice is revealed, staring at Ever dispassionately-

Lattice: <:>

Ever: ...Creepy.

Every(?): Every night I wonder if she's gonna slit my throat.

Lattice: <@>

Ever: ...Right. Hey, just to check in, what parameters are we using here? I guess not 2 on 2, but...

Every(?): 3 on 3 seems good.

Ever: That works. Jab, go!

Jab: <YES! Finally, I get to do something! You promised me some action during the raid, you know.>

Ever: Things got a little derailed.

Jab: <Excuses, excuses. Whose ass am I kicking?>

Ever: -gesturing at Lattice- Hers.

Lattice: </>

Jab: <...Um.>

Ever: I don't know either. Let's just try to wrap this up. Night Slash!

Jab: <Naturally!>

-he extends his claws with an audible shing (somehow), obscura lengthening them into long, wickedly curved blades, as he nearly vanishes in his head-on dash for the Froslass-

Every(?): Wake-Up Slap!

Ever: Oh Zekrom abort!

Lattice: <~>

-a hand flashes out, ice accumulating on it as she swipes at what seems to be thin air, a Weavile barely diving out of the way as he reappears from his attack. Jab makes a brief attempt at a slash with his claws, but it's enough of a span between him and Lattice that the Froslass simply skids back, avoiding the attack with ease-

Jab: <...Did you know Froslass could do that?>

Ever: It crossed my mind periodically but Nitro's more of a special attacker.

Lattice: <,>

Every(?): Ghosts are just full of tricks, huh?

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Shiki: "I'm not fond of ghosts. They linger, and they're annoying to catch and deal with."

She flips her tanto again, before standing up to retrieve the sheathe.

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

-both Ever and Every(?) stare at Shiki in shock-

Ever: ...Blasphemy.

Every(?): Heresy.

-with identical huffs, they turn back to the battle-

Ever: Hmm, stay back for now.

Jab: <My least favorite words...>

-nevertheless, he backs up, slowly circling Lattice, who doesn't even move her head to track him-

Jab: <That's super creepy.>

Every(?): I know.

Lattice: <>>

Every(?): Well, if you're going to stall, so will we. Double Team, Lattice.

Lattice: <#>

-she flickers, though nothing else seems to occur-

Jab: <Oh, hey, she's doing the thing Mix does.>

Ever: Which in a lot of ways makes her a lot harder to track than Nitro.

Jab: <Eh, I like my chances.>

Lattice: <>

Ever: Hone Claws. We're not losing this because you got cocky and missed.

Jab: <I am never cocky.>

Ever: Let's not sully our friendship with lies.

-Jab rolls his eyes, and then narrows them, as he sharpens his claws, ears perking up as he focuses on any little noise-

Jab: <...I've got her.>

Ever: Night Slash.

Ever: F—

-Jab's already moving, no time to take the order back. His claws extend as he closes the distance faster than Lattice can even raise an arm, instantly too far in to counter his attack with a slap-

-and yet, he's still not faster than thought-

-his blow lands, and he passes by Lattice, an arc of glittering red obscura marking the passage of the strike-

Lattice: <o>

Lattice fainted!

-and a second, identical arc marking the same slash across Jab-

Jab fainted!

edited 2nd May '18 8:41:39 PM by memyselfandI2

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Poni Island, Dragon Trial

Colt stepped through to the trial, confident in his team’s ability to handle what this trial could throw at him. He grabbed a ball from his pocket. From above, a Jangmo-o landed in front of him, fangs bared.

Colt not commanding his team kinda bit him a little when Kartana just sat there and took an attack.

Caliburn needed a little to process what happened before speaking up. “◙♠√♣∞◙☼ ■☣♦▼♠◙•é,” he stated before attacking.

Jangmo-o needed a little to process how he resisted that and yet it hurt so much. He continued to attack.

Caliburn contemplated his options before trying a different move.

Colt applauded the Kartana, who had no idea how to take the gesture.

He decided to stay out as he continued before they were ambushed again, halfway to the podium.

Hakamo-o staggered a little at the brutal attack before countering.

“I’m sorry,” Colt apologized as he returned his lone Grass-type and then sent out his second.

The Blaziken landed and met the Hakamo-o’s gaze, smirking a little before leaping up to the sides of the cavern and introducing his foot to his face.

Hakamo-o bounced into the wall and kept pushing.

The air left Roy’s chest around a few seconds before Hakamo-o’s stance left him.

Colt continued along the path, fist-bumping the Fire Emblem character as they walked towards the podium.

A massive roar carried through the cavern before they could grab the Draconium Z. Colt and Roy sprinted a few steps back, as a massive Dragon-type landed in front of them.

“You’re in no condition,” Colt apologized as he drew Roy’s Luxury Ball for him to return into.

The Dragon type met Helmsman with a brutal hit that got him right in the type advantage.

The Water-type recovered from the hit and poured some water into the sky to fall back down.

Expecting a quick, glancing attack, Kommo-ontried tontake the initiative and render it meaningless.

But Helmsman just sank into the ground afterwards, a puddle of water betraying where he was that was quickly consumed with the rest of the rain.

Kommo-o kept his claws bared before slicing them at something bubbling.

Only for a seamitar to ram him from behind.

Kommo-o cried out in pain.

<Yessir?> A voice rang, its speaker now ready to help.

He knew he wouldn’t be able to do much, so he tried to get off one last, quick attack.

Like clockwork, Kommo-o countered the Aqua Jet while he was still beimg damaged by it.

The Shiny Ninetales howled at the rain, which promptly vanished.

Amaterasu made an attempt to keep the stronger of the two down.

Kommo-o clutched his head as Scizor covered his tail.

Amaterasu took the blow, and then lit her body on fire before running Scizor into the ground.

Scizor broke away before he could take no more.

Kommo-o made a last-ditch attempt at the Ninetales.

Ammy was fortuitously not poisoned, because then she could land the last hit.

But Scizor was very much still standing.

He just shrugged as a stream of fire came after him.

Colt grabbed the Draconium Z from the podium.

“Following our will and wind,” Colt sang.

<We may just go where no one’s been,> Ammy added.

“We’ll ride the spiral to the end,” Roy added, wearing the Orange Scarf.

<And may just go where no one’s been.> Helmsman finished.

They all exited the cavern, chanting “spiral out, keep going” but stopping before they could be heard by anyone else.

Xatu then blinked them all to the center once again to get the team healed up.

Colt grabbed his phone.

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[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

Shiki: "What? Ghost's aren't that great."

"Destiny Bond. How easily bonds are made... and how easily they're severed."

She slashes downward with her sheathed tanto. If either version of Ever(y) was paying close enough attention, her previously nearly-black grey eyes flash blue.

Probably just their imagination.

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

-both are, in fact, paying very close attention, and quite curious-

-but not curious enough to stop battling, or to engage this rude woman in conversation-

Ever: So. That happened.

Every(?): Two against one! I like my odds.

Ever: That tracks. Spathi, let's clean up.

-he sends out the Salamence, who appears above the battlefield, dropping a few feet before leveling out-

Spathi: <Wait, you're actually using me in a battle?>

Ever: Ha ha.

Spathi: <No, really, it's been forever. What's the occasion?>

Ever: A battle against someone for whom pulling out a grown Salamence wouldn't be laughably unfair, mostly.

Spathi: <I'll take what I can get.>

-Every(?) sizes up Spathi for a moment, before giggling and sending out Overmind again. The Palossand looks worn out, but decidedly not anywhere near fainting-

Spathi: <I'd reconsider, if I were you.>

Spathi's Intimidate lowered Overmind's Attack!

Overmind: <On doing so, I still think this is the correct choice.>

-he smiles-

Every(?): Let's get rid of some of that damage, okay? Shore Up!

Ever: Pardon?

Overmind: <Just watch.>

-he focuses, and the dust and sand kicked up over the course of the battle gradually flow into him, rebuilding damaged parapets and generally removing signs of wear-

Ever: ...Well.

Every(?): Neat, huh?

Ever: Did you forget about the four-move limit? Spathi, Crunch.

Spathi: <Admittedly, I was sort of looking forward to raining death from above, but I guess this'll do.>

-folding his wings, he plunges, jaws wide-

Every(?): Did you forget the first move Overmind used?

-and Spathi suddenly finds himself about twice as heavy, his dive turned into a plummet. He lands his Crunch attack without difficulty...but it's immediately followed by slamming headlong into the ground-

Spathi: <...Ow.>

Ever: -sighs- Finish him off! Another Crunch!

Spathi: <This is for keeping me from flying!>

-he snaps at the scattered Overmind again, knocking the Palossand unconscious-

Every(?): Hmm. Guess I'm down to one~

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Shaun: "You need a new dress."

-Jessica frowns.-

Jessica: "I need to move the birb's wedding day up. It was going to be the first week of August."

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Christina: <A wedding? Sounds wonderful.>

Elizabeth: "I probably shouldn't go..."

Christina: <Nonsense!>

Lyra: <QUIT BEING AN INTROVERT! MAKE SOME HUMAN FRIENDS! GET A DATE!>

"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"