Hae-won: "Heyyy, you again..."
"But, who's Ira?"
Akravator, meanwhile, turns his attention to the Skarmory.
Akravator: <Whatcha got there, Skarmy?>
The Vampirezard pops out of his ball.
Hazard: <Hey, Mew, what would happen to the original vampire?>
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
The Wanderer
Healing World
-To Garrett as the ground starts to roar-
Going back where?
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Dunsparce Cloud
Amanita: ...Great. Okay.
-she puts the phone down-
Now what?
Oxy: <We all go home and sit in our pajamas watching bad TV.>
Amanita: Wouldn't that be nice?
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
From: Mew ♥
"Front Another"? A bit esoteric, but we can try the branding on a few branches and see how it holds up.
Why are those letters familiar... Ah well.
Mew: ~The original vampire? They'll probably survive. Maybe.~
-Pefery is next in line now-
edited 12th May '18 4:14:11 PM by Tangent128
Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages?
Hazard: <...Good enough for me.>
According to Mew, he'd probably be fine. Which is fine by me. Honestly, I dunno if I'd do this normally, but since you suggested it...
From: dangerousPrototype
like christ, but with more nails
Skarmory: -ignores Akravator and places the sack in one of the three cavities on the Houndoom's abdomen, causing the body to jerk slightly-
-the man takes out a Wobbuffet tail from his pocket and hands it to the Skarmory, who tries sticking it in another hole, then pauses and places it in another one-
Guy: Then you really might be some random schmuck who wandered in... Too bad. I'd tell you to watch out for 'em, but... -reloads his shotgun- Whoever puts the organs back in this mutt gets to live, and it's not gonna be you! Vincent, Steel Wing!
Vincent the Skarmory: -drops what he's doing and attacks Akravator, wings flashing-
Vaida the Houndoom: -keens weakly-
Garrett: -breathing heavily- To the waking world. And. The end of the... 21 Sacraments. The one you want to stop. Is her brother. Protip - Make sure you kill both of him. Don't let -
-the roaring grows louder and louder until the stake begins to elongate, stretching Garrett's body apart vertically. He starts to groan but only for a moment, as a swarm of Bug-types fly in to blanket him. When they leave a few seconds later, everything but the head is mostly picked clean of flesh-
-on his forehead is a line written in blood-
-it's now gone quiet, and Blastoise has disappeared. Also on the counter lie three objects - a candle with a soothing white glow, a choker necklace with an oddly-shaped Dragon Fang hanging from it, and a note that says "TAKE ONE"-
-out near the kitchen, a bloody handprint discreetly shows up on the now chained door, followed by another. It looks like there's room for more to appear-
edited 12th May '18 4:30:00 PM by Metanoia
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.
Fwomph
Basement World
Hm... I'll have to see if the Team's willing to migrate to Slack-oth or something when we get back. As for now...
-Pent fiddles with his phone, trying to get a connection and if so then downloading a Pikachu voice clip and then posting it to... Somewhere, he wasn't sure where. Doing this all on phone was straining-
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
Akravator: <Gah!>
He goes in to try qand Dragon Claw the Skarmory.
Hae-won sends out Libby who tries then also Shadow Raving the Skarmory to keep him away from Akravator.
Hae-won: "Live? What are you talking about?"
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
The Wanderer
Healing World
-Shocked-
Was that the real Garrett, or just a facsimile? If the former... I'm not gonna like explaining this. Both of him? Well, we'll see what that means...
-Looking at the number-
15/21? Possibly means the others have been doing similar tests, one for each of these "21 Sacraments". But what happens when it reaches 21?
Ali: <W-What do we do?>
-Stepping towards the counter-
Take one.
-Takes the candle, while Ali attempts to take the choker (And Lucani tries to take the note for lulz)-
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Dunsparce Cloud
Amanita: Uh. Concern.
Oxy: <...Can you recall me now?>
-Amanita does so-
Phobos: <D-do you think that means something happened to the others?>
Amanita: I really wish I could tell you...
PEFE!Every: Hi, Mew!
So do you remember when you accidentally sliced yourself on my scalpel? Apparently it caused the scalpel to come to life as a Honedge with some unusual possessive properties. Fortunately no long-term damage was done and they are now recovering at the PEFE HQ.
Cytosol: <...>
PEFE!Every: ...Anyway, sign my notebook? ^_^
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
Agate Forest
-Dune sits, crosslegged, as the forest quietly rustles around him. He closes his eyes and tries to empty his mind.-
Dunescape, Borderlands
-The cold tundra lies barren. All is silent.-
-Nothing stirs in the battlefields surrounding the functional areas of Dune's mind.-
-A single castle, empty save a single presence.-
-The Frozen King sits on his thrown. The frost on his ever-encompassing armor creaks as he looks up.-
Dune: We need to talk.
Frozen King: We have nothing to discuss.
Dune: Like hell we don't.
Frozen King: Whether to like it or not, I will perform my duty.
Dune: Your duty almost got us both killed dealing with that Templar that attacked us out in the borderlands.
Frozen King: That reminds me, have you told your wife about that encounter?
Dune: Our wife, you frozen sirloin.
Frozen King: I didn't vote for her.
Dune: Fucking Arceus, you are trying to be as difficult as possible in everything you do, aren't you?
Frozen King: Come now, "father", show some patience.
Dune: And that's the other issue. Why the hell do you keep antagonizing Ludmilla?
Frozen King: I do nothing of the sort.
Dune: Every time she so much as meditates you end up attacking her.
Frozen King: I am required to set my boundaries, as is necessary with any animal.
-A spear of stone erupts from the ground, lancing through the King's thrown and impaling him against the ceiling.-
Dune: I am going to make myself very clear.
-The castle thrums as the other mental aspects turn their attention to the encounter. The Prince, Lorekeeper, and Captain especially.-
Dune: If you are going to become a liability to our family, I will remove you. Reprocess you. Expunge you, if necessary. I don't give a damn if the Criminal breaks free after that point, I will not force my daughter to deal with the lesser of two evils if both can be removes.
-The King stays silent, pinned to the vaulted ceiling of his castle.-
Dune: I hope I've made myself clear.
-The stone spear retracts, the King slumps in his chair, and the other aspects turn their attentions elsewhere.-
You're shivering. Are you afraid?
Fortis: No, no, no! Stop it, you meanie!
-Fortis is yelling at Giri, who has just batted Astral under the couch Mezzo is sleeping on-
Giri: <Eee?>
Fortis: She's the star child, not a kitty toy you can push around!
-Giri tilts her head, then goes back to trying to pry Astral out from under the couch-
Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.
Some Rando
From: Colton Rever
Okay, sounds good; taking the name for a test run before diving headlong. Glad to know the contact information you gave me works too.
See ya around, maybe?
edited 12th May '18 5:33:03 PM by AbsentCoder
[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]
Hacks looked at the next text and noticed Silas switching over to TV, he turned back to the phone and typed.
From: HackNSlash
That's good, I don't think someone like Delta would be so willing to help if it meant losing one of his own. Quite frankly actually losing something might just piss him off, and he's enough trouble already. Good luck man.
Hacks sent the message and turned to Silas, "Say, I've been thinking."
Silas looked over and raised a brow, "About what?"
"Pull on the scarf."
Silas blinked and shrugged, before doing as asked, the Lucario him now sitting on the couch.
Hacks pulled Silas over and started scratching at his ears.
<H-hey stop!>
Hacks ignored him, Silas's wagging tail said otherwise, Silas was just embarrassed.
Silas soon got over it, helped that Hacks did soon stop, and soon the two were just watching TV.
Jimmy looked a little panicked and took fire at the 3 new Cloysters, "Mantis do something!"
Mantis however was looking over the bodies, ~It has to be this one,~ he commented before telepathically snapping the rope of the bodily injurer... such a strange name.
8 rounds left in the mag, 3 magazines left.
edited 12th May '18 5:35:00 PM by EchoingSilence
like christ, but with more nails
-somewhere else where Pent can't hear, a pikachu squeaks-
-and another does too, this time an audible one-
-one by one, the lights in the hallway go out-
Vincent: -screeches at the unfamiliar Shadow move and tries to put some distance between himself and the Yanma-
Vaida: <Please... return my organs...>
Guy: -aims the gun at Libby and fires, but misses thanks to the small size and tries to aim again- Yeah, it's called not getting killed by a religious nutcase of a serial killer! Damn it, hold still!!
-Hae-Won or the others might notice that the man has a Flame Orb hanging on a string from his belt; it looks as though he's trying to safeguard it-
-the minute Tagg touches the candle, the atrium in front of him starts to lurch and blur...-
-and Tagg has now reappeared back in the apartment, with the candle but sans the other items-
-the snapping of the rope only elicits yet another wave of Cloysters breaking in from the other direction, flailing limbs and Ice-type attacks-
Odessa: -angrily sends out her remaining Pokémon, a Dragalge, Ferrothorn, and her Toxapex, who all try to block the holes in the walls- Definitely not the Murderer, so it has to be the Thief or the Kidnapper!
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.
Thanks. Hopefully it'll have gone well.
From: dangerousPrototype
Hae-won: "Hey, can't we all just put something in there? I mean, if we all put it in there, we'll have done it together and be fine?"
Hearing this, Akravator goes ahead and puts the headband in the brain hole.
The Yanma, after getting shot at, lets out a large shadowy screeching sound, meant to disorient and confuse them.
A bit later, Delta might receive something on his job requests.
So uh, hey, this isn't really a job, but... When I got back Hazard he was kinda... different. We think it has something to do with your vampire Noivern. Someone said she thinks she can make him better, but... would you be willing to loan your Noivern for a bit? He'll be back to you when this is done.
From: Gogie
"Mantis! Stop making things worse!"
~NO PROMISES!~
Gray just facepalmed as best as he could before tossing more dark pulses, <Getting tired here!>
*BKANG*
*BKANG*
*BKANG*
5 rounds left, Jimmy was starting to lose it, "Kidnapper! Try Kidnapper!"
Mantis shrugged and cut the rope of the kidnapper.
Delta looked over the request and blinked, "Hm."
Dracula stalked over and looked at it, <Huh. Oh vampirism. Neat! I'd volunteer regardless!>
"What'd he say?"
Zatara smirked as he beat another round of poker against the other mons, ~He's for it.~
"Alright good. We didn't finish a job properly and made unwanted alterations to the client's wanted target. A job's not done if it's done improperly. Let's fix this."
Dracula rolled his eyes a bit, <I respect you Delta but you are so one track.>
<Says the vampire,> Bonnie responded.
Of course. Dracula will be sent over shortly, unwanted alterations were not in the contract and thus need to corrected. I apologize for the inconvenience, this is unbecoming of my demeanor and attitude.
From: Delta
Cool, thanks. Glad you're doing this. Hazard says he'll be in Vert Plaza.
From: Gogie
Hazard is indeed here, glad the sun seems to be setting.
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
Fwomph
Basement World
Alright sure that works.
-Pent shrugs and stands about while he waits for either one of the lights to remain on and indicate the next objective, an in the dark boss fight against lightning dude or some sort of scene change-
edited 12th May '18 6:30:12 PM by Pentigan
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
Dunsparce Cloud
-Amanita is examining the handprints, and so doesn't notice Tagg until she turns around-
Amanita: AUGH!
Phobos: <He was r-right there...>
Amanita: ...Sorry about that. You okay, Tagg?
Wait, you are Tagg, right? If you're Tagg, what mon spirit did we put to rest that one time?
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
like christ, but with more nails
-both man and mon are indeed disoriented-
Guy: Aaaagh! -covers his ears and drops his gun, which goes skidding away- Fffff - No! There has to be a victim! One of us has to die! -scrambles for his weapon and throws the Flame Orb at his Skarmory- Vincent, get the tail! If she gets the last one in we're doomed!
Vincent: -is still disoriented and merely gets whacked in the head with it- <uUuUgH...>
-when the rope is cut and the body of the Kidnapper falls, so do all the Cloysters where they stand, like someone flipped an off switch. There's an uncomfortable fleshy sound added to their collective collapse, thanks to their human parts-
-three shadowy figures - those of a Lapras, Chandelure, and a Meganium - arise from the fallen body bags of the actual criminals and quickly dissipate, as though escaping to somewhere-
Odessa: -maneuvers around some Spikes that have been tossed out around the floor to regroup with Jimmy, muttering- Just great... -runs a hand through her tresses; she doesn't look at all relieved, other than to be out of immediate danger- Now for the sacrifice... Gods, I can't stand this ritual. Thought I was free of this when I ran away...
-a piece of paper materializes in front of Pent, glowing in the darkness. It's on college-rule paper written in a cramped style-
Why…
Why am I writing short notes on entire sheets of paper, tearing them out of my notebook, and scattering them everywhere.
That’s the real mystery here.
By the way, he followed her to [Aomori]. Look at this brazen shit, she just texted it to me today. She thought it was just the Ghost-type filter but it's not.
Why he's biding his time, I have no clue.
I know for certain that he's just a single creepy dude, though; some Chester the Molester from beyond the grave. It's just reaching him through the plane of realities is the difficult part.
After that his ass is mine.
-in the distance, far down the hall, running footsteps can be heard. Then they stop abruptly, as though the runner had fallen-
edited 12th May '18 6:39:09 PM by Metanoia
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.
Hae-won: "Geez, you are super adamant about that."
Libby grabs the Flame Orb and is about the thing and manages to drop in in the lunghole, but reacts negatively upon getting a little burned from it.
That said, the Heart's not in yet.
Hae-won: "Why do you say there needs to be a victim? You're kinda creepy, but I'm not ready for you to die."
edited 12th May '18 8:56:54 PM by CorvusAtrox
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
Fwomph
Basement World
-Pent carefully flips over the piece of paper and scrawls something on the back-
-He sets the note down and heads for the fallen-
How's that Mob working out in the dark buddy?
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
Jimmy fell to his knees and relaxed, "Arceus... All this because of some ritual? The fuck..."
Mantis floated over, ~I'm actually having a great time right now.~
Jimmy glared at Mantis and just took a deep breath, "Okay. I can handle this. I'm a soldier."
He turned to Odessa, "Ran away?"
Silas smirked and stood up, "Well then, follow me. Airship's parked not too far away and I can still get in just fine."
He stretched before walking off, Hacks followed right beside him, ~You gonna be okay?~
"I think I will be."
~We need someone who knows how to make technology that works with aura. Your mon form is auric.~
"We still don't know what happens to prosthetic limbs in Pokeform."
~Well... we know someone who might.~
Silas gave it some thought and then nodded, "Figures."
He pulled out his phone and attempted to text as best as he could.
From: Silas
Hey I recalled you have a prosthetic limb and I was wondering if you knew anything about Pokemon forms and how they work with prosthetics, what happens?
Silas sent it out and nodded, "So, anyone else have any other questions?"
Voice: Thanks to your offering, I am one step closer to my completion. I will not forget your kindness. Pass this message along to the others.
-the speaker hangs up-
Guy: -sees the headband and glares at them through the fog- ...Of course. Hrm. Let me ask you something first, girl - Did Ira send you to fuck with me? That'd be just like him, the little shit.
-his Skarmory has a small burlap sack hanging from its mouth, and it shuffles a bit closer to the Houndoom corpse-
-there's a steady roaring noise from beneath the floor, like a machine of some kind firing up-
Garrett: Oh no. You don't. Have to do anything. You're going back soon.
-the Swindler's body falls to the floor, and a side wall collapses in splinters as three Cloysters break it down with Aurora Beams from the outside and try to enter the house. One of them creates an icicle on the ceiling, which breaks and drops straight at Jimmy-
Girl: -sends out an Umbreon and her Snorlax, who immediately attack the invaders- Scipio, Lucia, hold them off.
Scipio the Umbreon: -to his trainer- <Odessa, there's more out there!>
Odessa: Let me try - -takes a pocket knife out and slashes it at the rope of the Bodily Injurer, but the knife phases through and nothing happens- Shit. "Wrongfully accused" - What - Which one didn't actually do anything?
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.