<It blew up. Which surprised exactly no one.>
-lays back on the shore-
<Is it weird to be exhausted when you're asleep?>
Victory! Honor! Destiny! Mutton!Salamence: <Cool! I'll tell Diesel!> -vanishes-
Real World
-Diesel starts poking everyone awake-
Diesel: <Playing all that music was so fun...pity everyone fell asleep, I had such a wonderful ending planned.>
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.White shirt, mauve half jacket, and black pants?
You cannot firmly grasp the true form of Squidward's technique!-stirrs awake and yawns-
Well that was fun. But at least things blow up less often out here.
Victory! Honor! Destiny! Mutton!Katie: -wakes up- That. Was. Awesome!
-wakes up-
Yin: <What happened? You've been asleep for days!>
We found that ship and we blew it sky-high. It was so awesome.
Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.-waking up-
That was pretty awesome, actually.
Diesel: <Are you okay?>
I'm fine, don't worry. -hugs Diesel-
Diesel: -makes an odd, purr-like noise- <Good.>
Everyone else okay?
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.I'm good.
I'll miss those spears. They were nice.
-stretches-
Victory! Honor! Destiny! Mutton!-Jab peeks his head out from under the bed-
Jab: Crewe's okay, good... -looks at his carving- Should I— not yet... -retreats under the bed again-
Meanwhile
Salamence: <So you had fun?>
Yes. Being a Dunsparce wasn't that bad, actually.
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.Yeah, shame I didn't get to keep that yo-yo. Or that sword.
Felis: <You already found three swords in that treasure cave.>
...Oh, right. Forgot about those.
Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.-wakes up on the island, the Luxio attacking him-
ARGH!
edited 9th Oct '11 8:31:02 PM by Orichalcon
Wakka-wakka-wakka-wakka~At least I still have my slingshot.
-quickly checks to make sure I actually do have my slingshot-
Victory! Honor! Destiny! Mutton!What would you use a sword for, though?
Diesel: (To Salamence) <So did you remember the songs?>
Salamence: <Yes Mr. Diesel!>
Diesel: <Good, Sing is an awesome move.> -pets Salamence gently, the bluebird chirps happily-
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.What wouldn't you use a sword for is the question. One of the answers is scratching your back.
-gets up and walks around, making a face-
My leg fell asleep. How long were we in there, anyway?
Victory! Honor! Destiny! Mutton!Uh...
-turns to Diesel-
Diesel: <A day or so?>
...Wow.
Salamence: <I was a lifeline!>
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.Wow.
At least it wasn't longer.
... But after sleeping for a whole day, I'm starving. You guys want to get something to eat?
Victory! Honor! Destiny! Mutton!Katie: Sure! -peeks under the bed- You coming, Jab?
Sure.
-Jab doesn't respond to Katie-
Huh...
-reaches under the bed, pulls out a squirming Jab-
Jab: Ah! Can't let my carving melt...! <Let go!>
Jab? Is something wrong?
-Jab squirms out of Every's hands and scampers back under the bed-
...What's gotten into him? Diesel, can y—
Diesel: <Sorry, Every. No can do.>
If you're calling me Every, it must be serious...okay. But don't let him destroy anything. I'll bring you back something delicious.
edited 9th Oct '11 8:44:43 PM by memyselfandI2
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.Some food would be nice.
Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.Well, okay, if he's sure. See you later, Jab.
-picks up my bag and starts to leave-
Victory! Honor! Destiny! Mutton!Jab: She said good-bye... -smiles slightly and resumes working on his carving-
(To his mons) Any of you want to come?
Salamence: <No, I'm sleepy...> -falls asleep on the spot to prove her point-
Breeze: <I don't really eat, and it's cozy here.>
T: <This one should likely keep an eye on the Swablu and Chimecho.>
Toxicroak: -in his ball for being evil-
Fade: -in her ball for being a troll-
Gyru and Slam: -in the box for being a robo-supremacist and incredibly lazy respectively-
Diesel: <And you need me to watch your team.>
Okay then. -follows Crewe out-
edited 9th Oct '11 8:54:03 PM by memyselfandI2
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.-walks through town, looking for somewhere to eat-
Victory! Honor! Destiny! Mutton!Yeah, it just might suit you. Maybe.
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.Katie: Who knew that dreaming could wear you out like that?
<Yes, we do. We took out that airship, as you can see.> -points at the sinking wreckage-
Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.