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Silas picked up his pDroid and put it away, bringing his only hand to his chin, "That and a transforming function while interesting is likely to bring in structural stability issues even with the use of next generation materials, meaning that Aura Storm is more likely to break it. We need to workshop this thing."

 Lumiose 

Doc: -Holding a Tagg figurine- <I've always kinda... liked you. Like, my Aura flares up just thinking of you, burning like if I did the Gates wrong, or I'm at an Aura Nexus meditating.>

Crochet: -Holding a Channah figurine, or more like it's taped to one of her blades- <I have too, now let's give into our ye-months of romantic tension and kiss, as humans do.>

-From behind, blushing-

...What the fuck are you two doing?

Doc: -Putting the toys away as Crochet does the same- <Um, nothing.>

Likely story.

Hitodama: -Just floats by holding a Sol figurine-

Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.

Lucius: See, exactly! We, er, we did good.

-He chuckles awkwardly before his expression sobers.-

Lucius: But yeah, uh... Alonya's out too. We had drinks a couple of days ago, and she said she wanted to join the J-Team, so... I guess all our Torchics are coming home to Roost, or however that metaphor goes. I mean, it doesn't make any sense from a tournament standpoint. Who teaches their Torchic Roost, of all moves? It's a fragile physical attacker, for gods' sake...

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.

Daydre turns around.

"Eh? What do you- AH!"

Daydre's eyes light up with recognition as she turns around.

"That's where you two went!"

Rikuo: <See? She doesn't look that worried.>

Friendo: <-skeptical accordion->

".. You know, if you wanted to go off on your own, you could've just asked."

off the shits

-Reina sighs-

Reina: We will probably have to fight a few ghosts. Come on.

-Everyone is here-

Alonya: Well, he's an information broker from Celadon City. Don't know much about his past aside from some stuff with a J-Team-like organization called the Dollars. He's been working with Mobius and Iron in particular, especially since the alliance.

-frowns-

He's been up to some subversive activity since... He planted the idea for the Iron attack on you all in that Scarlette girl's head, and according to... an associate he procured a flash drive with a dangerous computer program, one possibly compatible with those nodes. He's probably using Iron and Mobius sources to make them.

Leeya: So this Izaya creep is the most likely culprit... What does he get out of mind-controlling a random Victreebell though?

Robin: I may still have the posessed book. Don't worry, I have a plan.

Arvis: You better. That book must never fall into the wrong hands.

Deirdre: <Is this where you live?>

Contact Me!

-Scarlette immediately overthinks the subject.-

Scarlette: Maybe it was said originally in reference to Torchic and Combusken bred for food? I mean, the unviability is obvious for Blaziken, which are far more common in the competitive scene, but the phrase uses its base form, indicating that tournament viability probably wasn't in mind.

-Rose sweatdrops-

Diane: Yeah. We'll workshop it! Kai might be able to help, perhaps, she's studying Aura Infusion along with other Aura things...

-She shrugs-

Diane: We'll figure it out. First priority, though, the transformation aspect!

edited 19th Jun '18 5:35:43 PM by BittersweetNSour

Basil: -walks over with an Umbra in his mouth, looking curiously at Thierry and BS-

Thierry: < indeed, more combatants will increase the bounty of souls. j o i n _ u s >

Basil: -settles down with toy!Umbra between his paws and licks at his plastic hair-

Thierry: < one cannot attack one's own pokémon. herself calls this "abuse" >

Basil: -leans over and licks Thierry's wooden face-

Big Savings: < FATALITY >

Channah: Hm. -stands to go for a quiet walk and eventually sees Hitodama, who she makes her way over to- Heyo, Hitodama.

There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.

Lucius: Oh yeah, good point! In fact, I wouldn't be surprised to learn that the etymology originated before the discovery of Blaziken or even Combusken as an evolution. Honestly it's kind of fascinating how we can study Pokemon for years or decades before even realising that they have evolutionary, prevolutionary, or even divergent morphs. You'd think it'd be easier with modern DNA analysis, but seeing as we're about 80% genetically similar to a Pecha Berry, I can see why it takes time.

-He scratches his chin.-

Lucius: Still, that said, tournament viability has only really emerged as a major societal influence in the last few decades, so maybe-

Falchion: <Oh dear Arceus please shut up>

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.

"Absolutely, I made a promise to my Lucario and I intend on keeping it if I can. So we need to just design a arm that will transform with me when I wear the scarf... Oh shit I just remembered," Silas said.

"I can Mega-evolve in Pokemon form, think that might affect anything?"

Gogie: <...Yeah, definitely, from what I've heard from Arvis about it.>

<What's your plan, though?>

Azelle: <Oh, no.>

<Well... kinda sorta? I've been hanging around with a group of people at least.>

"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every

-Scarlette squeaks-

Scarlette: Eep sorry okay being quiet now

-Rose frowns at Falchion-

Rose: Hey. Don't be a dick.

Calliope: <Yeah, you wanna tell her to shut up? You can fight me first.>

Diane: ...Hm... I'd say stay away from that for the time being, until we have more results.

edited 19th Jun '18 5:49:32 PM by BittersweetNSour

-Falchion rolls his eyes at Calliope.-

Falchion: <I'd rather not. Fights are noisy.>

Lucius: Oh, don't mind Falchion. He's just kinda a jerk.

Falchion: <Excuse me, kinda? I'm insulted.>

Lucius: In any case, don't worry. I'm sure we'll have plenty of time for stupid bunkside conversations while I'm busy regrowing my arm. Which might take a while, considering that I don't think you can actually do that.

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.

"Makes sense," Silas responds, "So, care to see the workshop or shall we schedule the project for another day?"

-Scarlette holds up her own stump-

Scarlette: Trust me, I've been trying for like, two years at this point. Oh, but! Diane's helping me out with a prosthetic! Do you know her? She's really hot.

Rose: Scarlette pls.

-Diane sneezes.-

Diane: Agh, allergies are acting up. Anyway, another time, probably? We'll keep in touch, definitely.

Silas proceeded to smile and nod, "Alright," he said.

A quick click with his pDroid and Diane would find his number texted to her phone, "We'll keep in contact, and hey, J-Team, we're probably inevitably gonna run into each other again."

With that, he walked off, "Later!"

Artoria is looking around for Corrin. Lin and her team are assembled.

Lin: "So, let's go over our findings. Unless we're grossly mistaken, we know who the kidnapper is. We just don't know where they're taking her."

Morag: <According to what Brighid and I found, it seems that the Metagross in question was heading to the airport, so wherever they are, it's not nearby.>

Brighid: <Or they're hiding near the airport.>

Lin: "Either way, that's something. Zhu, what about you?"

Zhu: <What little I could discern between ensuring Muramasa didn't fall asleep seems to corroborate Morag and Brighid's findings.>

Lin sighs. "Nobody we talked to had seen anything similar, which leaves us with the airport."

She recalls Muramasa and Zhu, tossing Morag a necklace with a red gem, "Let's go to the Lumiose airport, then."

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

Lucius: Oh yeah, I know Diane! She threw me out of a plane once.

-He smiles.-

Lucius: Good times, good times. And yeah, pretty hot. Dunno about really hot, but still... I'd let her throw me out of a plane any day. Alas, I hear she's married now, so no chance of-

Falchion: <Do you see now why I tell him to shut up? I'm doing you all a service.>

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.

-Scarlette tilts her head-

Scarlette: I thought she was just engaged. Which, I mean, I'm still happy for her! But also it sucks that she's taken.

Rose: This is my divine punishment. Hearing you two thirst over my cousin.

---

-Elsewhere, Corrin is still playing through Birthright.-

-Diane grins-

Diane: See you around, Silas! I'll try to get some sketches down for the arm.

-She heads off.-

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J-Con

“Yeah, here”, Colt said as he set Friendo down.

Amaterasu kept Rikuo in her psychic grip. <Why wear ears and a tail modeled after your little troublemaker, uh...> she asked, gesturing to Daydre, asking for her name.

N’s Castle

“Is no one here but the Rabbids?” Colt asked, still looking as ready to bust some skulls as he was before they left. “I’m itchin’ for a fight, I tells ya,” he stated.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

N's Castle

Who knows. Old memories here, even older the things that are forgotten.

-He lets out a rumbling chuckle-

Also like the Rabbid infestation has provided additional spooky it seems.

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

-Lucius blinks in surprise at Scarlette.-

Lucius: Oh, is she? In that case, yeah, good on her! Still sucks that she's taken, but good on her.

Falchion: <You have a boyfriend now.>

Lucius: One who understands that the point of a buffet table is to try a little bit of everything.

-The look that Falchion gives Rose can only be described as "pls help".-

edited 19th Jun '18 6:34:42 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.

Artoria walks up to Corrin. "Um, hello, Corrin. Are you doing alright?"

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

Scarlette: Oh well. But hey, she's cool! And she's designing my arm after Yang Xiao Long's, which, honestly, goals.

Rose: I'm gonna step out now bye Lucius if you change your mind about that cup of coffee it's right here on the table

-She scoots out.-

---

-Corrin just looks up at Artoria blankly.-

Corrin: My world is more or less shattered, but I'm okay.

Lucius: Oooh, nice! I personally would've gone the Lan Fan route, with the elbow sword blade and all that, but to each their own. And hey, at the end of the day, can't complain about anyone making you a robot arm.

-He leans against the wall with his non-robot (and indeed, only) arm, having apparently not noticed Rose leaving.-

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.

-Scarlette gives an awkward "ehhhh" look-

Scarlette: I'm... still not too fond of sharp things, considering. Y'know. Kartana.

-She makes a swiping motion just past her stump.-

Scarlette: -utterly deadpan- "Aaah, oh no, my arm, how could this happen to me, I curse you and your family, cruel paper star man, aaaaaaaahhhhhh oh the pain is unbearable now I gotta get out of this building before it falls on me". Y'know.