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Ever: Can someone please explain to me how this marriage represents the will of...um, anybody?
Lanturn: <It'll bring peace for a thousand years!>
Ever: Not to me! I wish I had my mons on hand...
<Very well, wish is granted!>
-and a massive shape plunges into the sea-
-as the ocean mons look up, they see an odd, cobbled-together looking mecha descending towards them at astonishing speed-
Breeze: <Despite your staggering lack of gratefulness, Ever, I'm here to rescue you!>
Breeze: <Sorry, ocean mons, but nobody picks on my trainer but me! Fire 1!
-the mecha raises an arm, and Spathi bursts out, flicking himself through the water like a crocodile to slam into the mons nearest Ever-
Breeze: Fire 2!
-the other arm ejects Ephemera, who is wearing a scuba suit appropriated from...somewhere. She launches a Psybeam at the Lanturn holding Ever hostage, oneshotting it-
Breeze: Fire 3! Rescue torpedo!
-a third projectile is launched from the mecha's chest. This one is Drift, who grabs onto Ever, forming a new Dive Bubble-
Drift: <Fri- i- llish!>
-and the bubble floats towards the surface, while Spathi and Ephemera swim for freedom, the mecha covering them with Breeze's Energy Balls-
Honchcrow: <Uh, well, yeah, but I wasn't sure wha->
-The Honedge rises up-
Honedge: <Okay, seriously. What's going on? Why aren't you doing what I command?>
-Fletcha is pacing and and talking to his team-
Fletcha: "So the whole experience a couple days ago has got me thinking."
Fletcha: "Just seeing what happened to the J-Teamers who were exposed to the gas made me realize that I'm, well, pretty darn scared...and really, really, really don't want that happening to me or you or anyone else..."
Jem: <Well who would?>
Fletcha: "Yeah, you're right, I know that sounds obvious, but I just...ahh...well...am a bit of a coward, really, and we are in over our heads in terms of dealing with dangerous situations at the moment..."
"But! That doesn't mean we can't change that, for the second point at least. So I'm proposing that in addition to regular training, that we take extra effort to prepare for said possible dangerous situations..."
Skarlet: <Do you have a plan in mind?>
Fletcha: "Yes...well sorta. Mainly just making sure everyone knows moves that are useful in dangerous situations, that everyone can use those moves effectively under pressure, and thinking of some unorthodox and/or unexpected ways to escape tight spots. Plus, I'd much rather focus on defense and keeping us and our friends safe than offense. Which should hopefully be a bit easier for you guys since you all are fairly tanky Mons."
"Anyways, I think that's all that that I have to say, what do you guys think?"
Brandon: <That sounds like a great idea.>
George: <Eh, works for me.>
Skarlet: <I see nothing wrong with it.>
Jem: <Yep, it's always good to be prepared.>
Kronk: <Also sounds good to me.>
Fletcha: "Alright, cool, glad we're all on the same page." -smiles-
"Oh and one more thing, we should round out the team with a Mon that can teleport. I have a species in mind, but their habitat is a bit of a ways away from here... Skarlet, up for a flight?"
Skarlet: <Ready when you are.>
-He recalls his other Mons and they take off-
<Maybe it's cause my boss ain't some schmuck?>
Ren: Father is a intentional lawyer - albeit with with an on/off retirement. Mother manages our various estates and plans events for a hobby. She also loves to donate funds to fossil revivification projects.
-Ren relaxes a bit-
Still, growing up with them as parents was fun. Father, despite his work made time to see Martin and I every weekend at least. Did you know Father represented Silph Co. in a case once? That how we know the President of Silph Co on a personal basis - and how I got Gamma. I got him as a "Get Well Soon" gift when I had my riding accident.
-Ren pats the sonic caller in his breast pocket, which Gamma is currently integrated with by the way.-
And since Mother manages or estates, as I said, she was always home. She was the one who encouraged my artistic talents actually. And her donations are the reason she has so many fossil mon.
-Laughs at a memory-
Do you what it's like having a Tyrantrum that acts like an overly friendly Herdier around during middle school when most of people my age hadn't seen one before?
edited 29th May '18 1:35:26 AM by keys2tkingdom
Honchcrow: <Um, yeah, you're kind of stowing away here.>
Honedge: <Hm, it's not my fault I got trapped here. I was waiting for someone to help me leave.>
-resists the urge to facewing-
<Den why dincha ask someone?>
Tori: "Okay, I've got you..."
-She wraps an arm around and the Floatzel nods and dives under the water, forming an air bubble for his passengers as they are gently propelled down towards the cave-
"See? Nothing to worry about"
Honedge: <...Well, I'm certain there's some reason, but it's not coming to me at the moment.>
-Yes he has his eyes squeezed shut-
-Poor guy reeeeeally doesn't like water-
-Like...he's practically buried in Tori's shoulder/chest-
-Yup, there's the facewing-
Tori: "...You're not going to see anything like that..."
-She hugs gently as strom enters the crater proper and and starts swimming up towards the surface. Even with your eyes closed you can feel the change in direction-
edited 7th Aug '15 10:00:30 PM by BlitzTrain
-Lane will be relieved to feel the fresh air as they pop up on the surface near the pokemon center and are soon at shallow water-
Tori: "It's safe now, you can get off"
-Blushy cling but cliiiiing-
Lane:I...reeeeally...don't care for diving...
Tori: "Oh... Sorry."
Strom: <You could have just flown instead if diving freaks you out>
Lane:I...It'll be b-better...once I learn to s-swim...p-probably...
-Nervous tired chuckle-
Should we...g-get some sleep?
-She gives him a peck on the cheek before walking with him to the center for the night-
"Let's get you rested up"
edited 7th Aug '15 10:28:54 PM by BlitzTrain
-He's likely gonna wind up rooming with Tori.-
Ellen: I was stranded on an island near Holon, with a pretty major case of amnesia. I still don't entirely remember what sent me there, but seeing my children there ended up triggering the rest of my memories again.
-Sarah is asleep. She's still chained to Lucius, but...-
Honchcrow: <Alright, well... let's get you out of here, then.>
Honedge: <Eh, fine by me.>
-Maekrite asks how it is inside people's heads-
Sticy Lips: <Ren's is weird.> :O
<Everyone can do these spell things and the humans fight too.> :O
<And how Types work seemed kinda different.> :O
<It was kind of weird being only one of two Pokemon there, though.> :/
<But then I got to change into this giant knight thing.> :D
<Even if it was kind of hard to get used to and kind of tired me out.> :/
edited 8th Aug '15 5:59:10 AM by CorvusAtrox
-Crow and the Honedge come out of the room, presumably with Cass-
Conductor: <You find the stowaway?>
Honchcrow: <Uh, yeah, he's here.>
Honedge: <I'm not a stowaway! I was stuck in there!>
Conductor: <Um... alright, then.>
<But I don't remember bringing a blanket back there.>
edited 8th Aug '15 6:18:57 AM by CorvusAtrox
Near a cave entrance on one of Hoenn's many islands, a Swoobat swoops down and drops Batastrophe off on the rocks. She promptly recalls the Swoobat and strides into the cavern, a wide grin spread across her face.
Batastrophe: I'm baaaaaack!
A figure sat in front of a makeshift workbench set up nearby looks over at Batastrophe. They're wearing a baggy yellow jumpsuit, a black ruff collar with orange trim, and a full-face black helmet that conceals their appearance. The voice that emerges from beneath the helmet is distinctly feminine, however.
Supervillain No. 2: Oh, good. I was just thinking that what this place needed was 50% more crazy.
Batastrophe sidles up to the costumed figure.
Batastrophe: Hey there, Helion. Guess who I met yesterday~
Helion: Guess what: I don't care.
Batastrophe: Aww, don't be such a grumpy-guts. You care really, you just-
???: SILENCE, MINIONS!
Suddenly, a Steelix comes crashing through one of the cave walls with a deafening roar. Riding atop it is an imposing figure clad from head to toe in thick steel armour.
Helion: ...We're running out of cave walls for you to smash, you know.
Supervillain No. 3: I said SILENCE! Batastrophe, how fared your scheme to spread discord amongst the forces of order?
Batastrophe: It went great, boss!
Supervillain No. 3: SPECTACULOUS! Our every success spreads our infamy further. Soon the surface world will learn to fear the wrath of THE UNDERMINE-
Helion: Underminer's taken.
The Steelix-riding supervillain pauses in surprise.
Supervillain No. 3: ...What?
Helion: I told you, Underminer's taken. You can't be the Underminer because there's already an Underminer.
Supervillain No. 3: WHAT?! How DARE this USURPER steal what is rightfully mine?! When I conquer the realms of the surface dwellers, I shall see this injustice righted... once I have found a suitable moniker to go by in the meantime.
Batastrophe: Maybe you could be the Steel Serpent?
Helion: Also taken.
Batastrophe: Dangit! Uh... Earthwyrm?
Earthwyrm: EARTHWYRM IT IS! My minions shall see that it is shouted from the rooftops of every region on the planet!
Helion: You don't have minions. There's three of us. We're not an organisation, we're a hobby club. We don't even have a name.
Batastrophe: Ooh! We should be the Shingeko Supporters Societ-
Earthwyrm: Cease your bickering! The Earthwyrm will decide on a name IF AND WHEN it pleases him. I shall leave you to your own devices whilst I continue to formulate our evil plans. The so-called superheroes of civilisation will be POWERLESS to stop us! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!
His Steelix goes crashing back through the wall again.
Helion: I wish he'd stop doing that...
With Earthwyrm gone, Batastrophe goes back over to Helion's workstation and pulls a bunch of photos out of her dress.
Batastrophe: Take a look at these! I took some stills from the space center's surveillance tapes and you can totally see me talking to Shingeko! If only he'd stuck around long enough for me to get them signed...
Helion: Could you keep your creepy stalker stuff out of my area, please?
Batastrophe: Pff. You're just jealous because I got to meet Shingeko and you didn't.
Helion: I couldn't care less about your dumb crush. You don't even know what he looks like.
Batastrophe: And? I'm not that shallow. I love him for his noble heart, not his dashing good looks.
A moment's silence follows.
Batastrophe: I bet he's super-cute under that helmet, though~
Helion sighs in exasperation.
Batastrophe: Anyway, thanks for giving me the fireworks and the security codes and everything for the Space Center job! You're a great friend, you know that, Helion?
Helion: ...Right. Great friend. Yeah.
Batastrophe: I'm gonna go hang these up on my wall now. Seeya~
She waves and runs off. Helion watches her go, a Heliolisk popping up behind her as she does.
Heliolisk: <"Great friend", huh?>
Helion: Shut up.
Lucius slowly starts to wake up, groggily glancing around him. In his semi-conscious state, he doesn't immediately remember the events of yesterday - what he does realise, however, is that he's sleeping uncomfortably close to Sarah. In the same bed.
He promptly goes tumbling out of the bed. Unfortunately, he also fails to remember that he's still chained to Sarah.
-Sarah yelps as she's suddenly dragged down out of bed, pulling any and all covers with her.-
-Which is a good thing, because they're both wearing a fair bit less than when Maul put them to sleep.-
-It becomes evident that Psyche isn't connected to them anymore, or indeed even in the room.-
edited 8th Aug '15 10:53:53 AM by Eskay64
Lucius blinks. He looks down at his Riolu-patterned boxers. Then his cheeks light up like a beacon.
Maul: ~You went red in your sleep. I assumed you were getting too warm.~
Lucius: YOU'RE NOT HELPING!
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