So we need to avoid what's behind that door? Or confront it?
You cannot firmly grasp the true form of Squidward's technique!
Li'l Punk
Crewe scratches at her arm where she scratched herself a few days ago.
"Ignore it, preferably. It won't hurt you."
Victory! Honor! Destiny! Mutton!
adopting kitteh
Silent looks at everymon around him in their trances.
"No thanks, Pentigan... I don't get good vibes from this..."
Maekrite, at the mention of Aura and psychic stuff, hurries beyond the room's door and sits there, awaiting nervously.
Fanfic Recs orwellianretcon'd: cutlocked for committee or for Google?
-Looks around the mindscape-
...Would it be an invasion of privacy to explore?
You cannot firmly grasp the true form of Squidward's technique!
Tangent: Er... Crewe? So, you do know we're here because we're worried about you being in a coma or something like one, right?
Behind the dark door
Basket: -just stands there, a wistful smile on her face-
Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages?
A chill feller
Gotta go to bed now. Following Penti if anyone wants to know where I will end up when I'm back.
LOVE IS STORED IN THE AXOLOTL!
The Fastest Man Alive
Katie: -seems uncomfortable- Umm...Maybe...maybe some of us should stay out here to keep watch.
Inn: Crewe's Room
The mustached Minty and Ohm enter, flanked by Rascal.
Minty: Hey, where is everyone? We spent a lot of time getting these Smellingsalts! *notices everyone on the floor* ...Oh.
Ohm: <...Slumber party?>
Rascal: *sniffs Rex worriedly*
Rex's Pokegear: The Trainer you are trying to contact is trapped within his own imagination. If you'd like to send a fax, press 1.
Fwomph
-Concentrates-
-Concentrates-
-Concentrates-
-Arrives somewhere in Crewe's mindscape, my coat and hat a hodge-podge of various colors instead of the normal mindscape green-
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
Li'l Punk
Crewe glances at Anom and says, "Really, I'd prefer it if you'd all just leave. But there's nothing interesting to see, anyway," before turning to Tangent and shrugging.
"I've been in here. And I don't want to come out, which is why Minerva was supposed to keep you all out..."
Victory! Honor! Destiny! Mutton!
adopting kitteh
Maekrite -waves a paw — <Hey guys. I suggest you stay away from that weirdness. And somemon drag my Trainer back in here please...> — growls.
"Hi there, Rascal... you are about three posts late, everyone left for a mental travel..."
Silent sits there thinking about what is going on, which angers Maekrite.
Fanfic Recs orwellianretcon'd: cutlocked for committee or for Google?
CEO Misaki
-appears instantly next to Pentigan-
"Hey, have you seen Wally? I'm supposed to train him, but I can't exactly find him."
-enters the mindscape-
"I suddenly feel I'm not gonna be finding Wally anytime soon..."
There is no night without dawn. The sun is always sure to rise.
You're shivering. Are you afraid?
Mezzery's Room
-Felis paces back and forth-
Felis: <What's taking them so long?>
Sunny: <Well, they want to make sure Crewe is okay too.>
Felis: <Oh, sure, let's only care about her problems. Hello? We already have a comatose trainer here? How about some help for her?>
Sunny: <Well, we tried everything we could...>
Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.
The Wanderer
Is whatever aspect that represents your true self behind that door or something?
Cynical!Tagg: Nice work genius.
edited 12th Dec '11 8:16:13 PM by rmctagg09
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
No need to be rude...
You cannot firmly grasp the true form of Squidward's technique!
Li'l Punk
Crewe's face twitches, her arms hanging rigidly at her side.
"You all need to go now."
The shelves that remain standing tremble and the floor shakes slightly, setting Pokeballs of all sorts rattling as Crewe tries to force the group out.
Victory! Honor! Destiny! Mutton!
Up on Melancholy hill.
Infernape: <Poking at Jeremy's body> Is he dead?
Snorlax: Hope not...
Litwick: Yaay! Food! <Hops atop his body and hums, light glowing brighter* Mm....souls...
Is it selfish that I'm happy as we pass the setting sun?
Rex: *feels highly uncomfortable at the moment, as if his existence is being bodily expelled or something* Urk...
Kim: N-no need to be hostile... we're just worried about you is all...
The Wanderer
Oh fu-
-Gets blown out of Crewe's mind, but due to the sheer amount of people I've brought in with me, something goes...wrong-
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Fwomph
-Is forcibly expelled-
~+~ Pentigan's Ability became Analytic! ~+~
~-~ Pent's Mindscape ~-~
-The mass of plant shrinks and falls asleep again, the colored beings rush off into the fog-
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
Pentigan's Mindscape
Tangent: -looks around- Wait, we're out of Crewe's mind... (I think?) But not in reality!
-to the side-
Crewe: Wait... What am I doing here?! I wasn't supposed to leave! assuming Crewe was dragged with us, I can edit this out
Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages?
Dunsparce Cloud
Pentigan's scape
....Oh, wonderful.
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
Up on Melancholy hill.
<Is expelled from the scape and lands in one entirely different>
Ow...oh, what now? <Rubbing his head>
Is it selfish that I'm happy as we pass the setting sun?
Pentigan's Mindscape
Rex: *nowhere in sight*
Kim: *same*
Now then, I guess we better get in there and help...
Anyone else who wants in, better get ready. Non-aura mindscape invasion is a little jarring...
-Begins concentrating-
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.