Asimov Space Crew Member
Sunyshore, Evacuee Camp [Present]
-Phaz is looking around the evacuee camp.-
Phaz: Damn... Why is there so much tents around here?
Cynthia: ~Why did we come here anyways?~
Phaz: Plot convenience.
Cynthia: ~Stop making this joke. Tell me seriously why we came here.~
Phaz: I wanted to see the city before Ark. That's all. -sees Sergey- Hey, is that... -smiles- Sergey! What are you doing here? And do you know why there's all this ruckus in the first place?
edited 16th Nov '16 8:41:08 AM by Phazya
What's the use of money if you ain't gonna break the mold? Even at the center of fire, there is cold All that glitters ain't gold
Trans Terminus Homo
Sunyshore, Evacuee Camp
Sergey noticed Phaz, waving with a smile
Sergey: "I got a message that there would be some Glitch here that we would need to stop. What about you?"
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
The GM House
-Doofenshmirtz looks over the new poster on the wall.-
Doofenshmirtz: <Wow, this list is kinda long.>
Norm: <Yeah! You only caused half the incidents cited on this!> =D
Doofenshmirtz: <Oh, stuff it, you oversized nutcracker.>
1: All electronics will be waterproofed or marked and secured if unfeasible.
2: No genetic modifications under any circumstances. Study of already present modifications fall under Standard Operating Procedure.
3: Do NOT cross any beams of any nature regardless of situation unless under situational directive GB-4 ("Staypuff Alert").
4: No interdimensional portal experiments without Mrs. Galvani-Morton present.
5: All new team members will be briefed on previous experiments and their outcomes as needed. Failure to uphold this rule may result in various situations of slapstick and/or karmic comedy.
6: Experiments are not considered scientifically valid if they involve standing in the middle of the hallway (unless it's an experiment in sociology, which are exempt).
7: Conquering worlds is prohibited.
8: Unleashing interdimensional horrors is prohibited.
9: Attempting to find Mrs. Galvani-Morton's personal effects is strictly prohibited.
10: There will be no further discussion of Mrs. Galvani-Morton's personal effects beyond this point.
11: Attempting to trap anyone in a virtual world is prohibited under penalty of brain-microwaving.
12: Should Mrs. Galvani-Morton not be present, DOCTOR MOBIUS shall be acting director unless otherwise stated.
13: ASKING DOCTOR MOBIUS TO LOWER HIS VOLUME IS PROHIBITED!
-Mao the Inkay cross his arm-tentacles.-
Mao: <These rules are Tauros->
DR. MOBIUS!: <SILENCE, MORTAL!>
Dunsparce Cloud
Sunyshore
Ever: Zekrom, this city is all kinds of fucked up.
-he looks around for other J-teamers-
Ever: No, really, where is everyone? Other people, citizens...not even an NPC to be found.
-he sends out Salamence-
Salamence: <What happened here?>
Ever: Good question.
???: Boy!
Ever: Huh?
???: You there, boy!
-Ever turns around, to find...-
Indeterminate Person: Cease all this scurrying about and come challenge my Jim!
Ever: Have you not noticed that there are bigger fish to fry?
Indeterminate Person: I've never noticed anything in my life! Now, come shake my hand and we'll begin the challenge.
Ever: I don't want to touch your hand.
Indeterminate Person: Shake my hand or I won't let you leave.
Ever: ...Ugh, fine.
-Ever pours some rubbing alcohol on his hand, and shakes the Indeterminate Person's hand-
Ever: Ow!
Indeterminate Person: Meet my first Pokemon! Magnemite!
Ever: What the hell? Joy buzzers aren't even electrical!
Indeterminate Person: ...It's part Steel-type.
Ever: Fine. Put it away or I have Letter dismember you.
Indeterminate Person: ...Fine. Congratulations on defeating my first Pokemon.
Ever: Right. Where even is your Jim, anyways?
Indeterminate Person: Don't you see?
-they lean in close and stare straight into Ever's eyes, their outline flickering slightly-
Indeterminate Person: T͕̥̀̒ͩ̔͋̉ͭḫ̎͗̿ͪ͑i̺̺͔̍̆ͨ͘s͍̹ͧ́ ̯͕͔̝͖͇̱̊ͨ͂͜wͤ͏h̭̱̏̾͑̔̎̒̈́ò̢̠̝̗̤̞̲̯ͯ̐l̖̓̑̑e͜ ̲̍͢č̲̿ͥ̎ͥ͛͒i̫̮̝͉̙͚̼ͧ͟t͚̜̘̯͇y̸'̡ͫ̌ͤͥ͋̓s̥̠̗̆̈́͆ ̻̦͚͇̤̲͡m̝̻͕̮̖̰̦͋͊ͤͥͪ̓̎yͩ̓̊̃͠ ̮͚̼̀g̣̹͎̫̾͊̌̌ͭ̔̐͡y̯̻̳̿͂ͣ̉͋̏̚ͅm̜̺̲̯̍̃͞.̬̰̟̫̻̪̺̒̉̇
Ever: ...Oh, what.
Indeterminate Person: ...Haha, just kidding around. Could you imagine though?
-they kick a tile on the street, and several rickety walls spring up around the two, forming what might be loosely referred to as a building. A sign falls from the ceiling, proclaiming the almost-a-structure to be the "Sunnyshoar Jim"-
Indeterminate Person: Seriously though, I'm definitely going to kill you this time.
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
Flying Colors
Sunyshore Evacuee Camp
-Meanwhile, in a location that is very much not the Sunnyshoar Jim, Ama is pacing.-
Sunyshore Evacuee Camp
-as is Joseph, as it turns out-
Joseph: Hey, uh...
-falters-
I forget what to call you now.
Another green world.
Flying Colors
Sunyshore Evacuee Camp
Ama: Oh?
-They turn to Joseph-
Ama: Oh, right, the name thing. Well, um, for now I'm going by "Ama" — short for "Amarinus" because it's an older form of my surname and all — but honestly I'm still not 100% sure about it either. Like, I'm falling back toward the masculine side of things, I think? Maybe? Hell if I know.
Sunyshore Evacuee Camp
Joseph: Right. Thanks for telling me, Ama. Well...
-the sound of a crying toddler not far from their conversation makes him blanch and tense noticeably; his hands ball into fists that dig into his palms, and when he speaks it's as though forced out from high pressure-
Joseph: You're still a heart right Ama?
Another green world.
Dunsparce Cloud
Sunnyshoar Jim
IP: It's come down to this. The final contest of Trainer against Trainer. Your last test before the League.
Ever: Zekrom, you have a league too?
IP: ...No, like...the actual League. Aren't you going to do that? I know you've tried before.
Ever: That's very disturbing.
IP: Anyway, once you've defeated this Jim, you're free to challenge them.
Ever: I was already free to do that. Wait, aren't you trying to kill me?
IP: Oh, right! Nearly forgot!
-they take out an RC plane and hurl it at Ever-
-he sidesteps-
Ever: You're devolving.
IP: Am not!
-they fire a railgun at Ever-
Ever: -dodges- No, really, I feel like we've even done this before. Like, you used to be good at this. You know, for a given value of good.
-he sighs-
Ever: It's just not the same anymore. Salamence, melt that please.
Salamence: <Are you sure that's safe?>
Ever: Eh.
-Salamence sprays a Flamethrower at the railgun, which turns to slag-
Ever: I just feel like your gimmick's played out. I can't be the only one, right? Salamence?
Salamence: <Yeah, everyone's bored of you.>
Ever: Exactly. So can you just give up on your weird obsession with my death, and let me get back to my weird obsession with my death?
IP: ...Fine.
Ever: Really?
IP: I've got only one Pokemon left before I'll leave you in peace forever. But I warn you, this one's a doozy.
Ever: It's another plushie, isn't it?
IP: Of a type.
-they take out a Pokeball-
Ever: What?!
IP: This...is a Spite Ball.
Ever: ...I'm sorry?
-he looks at the ball. It looks like a regular Pokeball, but the red segment has been painted an ugly green using cheap acrylic paint, and sequins have been glued on to spell out a W-
Ever: ...What's that?
IP: I told you, it's a Spite Ball! Exorbitantly expensive, completely useless in all but the most byzantine situations, and the perfect ball to showcase my ultimate creation!
-they pull back their arm-
IP: Unleash the hope for a brighter future! I choose you, Zekrom!
-there's a flash-
-and a massive, perfectly accurate, incredibly well-made Zekrom robot appears in the room-
Ever: ...What in the shitting fuck.
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
Flying Colors
Sunyshore City
-A vaguely guilt-ridden look crosses Ama's face-
Ama: ...I... think I might be. I've been doing my best to suppress it after we fused back together, so honestly I don't know if it's still there or not.
Dunsparce Cloud
Sunnyshoar Jim
IP: I feel like you forget just how incredibly wealthy I am.
Ever: You do dress like you got attacked by a cross-eyed Leavanny.
IP: Oh, that's just so I can stalk you more easily.
Ever: Horrifying.
IP: Anyway, Zekrom, use Fusion Bolt!
-the Zekrom flies up into the air, surrounding itself with lightning, and plummets towards Ever and Salamence, oneshotting the Altaria-
Ever: ...what.
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
Sunyshore
Joseph: Oh..because I was gonna ask you about something.
-pause for confirmation that he can ask them about something, then continues-
Joseph: Lately I've been...sensitive. Way more sensitive than usual. For a little bit I was so sensitive that I could barely leave my room without getting overwhelmed. It's a bit better now, but I'm still really, really jumpy. Did that happen to you?
Another green world.
Flying Colors
Sunyshore Evacuee Camp
Ama: Hm... I have had phases of that sort of thing before, but I have a feeling what you're talking about is something way larger scale...
Sunyshore
Joseph: And I can't find the source! I mean, it's not the biggest deal, I guess, because I'm able to sorta be under control, but even upping my Zoloft didn't help much! Weird dreams, too.
-beat-
Not Tinny-dreams.
Another green world.
Flying Colors
Sunyshore Evacuee Camp
Ama: What sorts of dreams?
Sunyshore Evacuee Camp
Joseph: Well, that's why they're weird. It's not like I can go "and then this happened, and then this happened". The dreams are like...I dunno, floating in water without the water. Sometimes it's near a nightclub and sometimes it's near a meadow and sometimes it's near a mountain, but it's always quick. Just appearing, and someone whispers to me, and then it's done.
Another green world.
Flying Colors
Sunyshore Evacuee Camp
-Ama blinks-
Ama: Whispers? Anything you can make out, or no?
Asimov Space Crew Member
Sunyshore, Evacuee Camp [Present]
Phaz: I wanted to know what the city looked like. There's seriously Glitches over there?... Well... Uh... I don't really know what to do now. What are you going to do?
What's the use of money if you ain't gonna break the mold? Even at the center of fire, there is cold All that glitters ain't gold
Trans Terminus Homo
Sunyshore, Evacuee Camp
Sergey made a Hand Behind Head motion, looking kina embarrassed while chuckling
Sergey: "I... ehehe... I don't really know what to do either... I just came to help in the hope that someone or somemon does know what they have to do."
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
Asimov Space Crew Member
Sunyshore, Evacuee Camp
Phaz: ... Guess i'll help you this time. Saying this before regretting my choice.
What's the use of money if you ain't gonna break the mold? Even at the center of fire, there is cold All that glitters ain't gold
Curious Mind
Sunyshore Evacuee Camp
-Etran is talking to Siku and Bacchus.-
Siku: <Calm down, buddy. You're getting nervous again.>
Etran: I know. It's just that I'm not sure why I came.
Siku: <I do. You feel like it's your problem after Eterna.>
Etran: Perhaps.
Bacchus: <I'm just hoping I finally get to battle something strong.>
-They are open for interaction.-
edited 17th Nov '16 8:34:08 AM by etran12
Atlas
Sunyshore Evacuee Camp
(Etran may suddenly hear a voice from inches behind his neck.)
Alex: I don't recognise you...
Tastes better on the way back down.
Curious Mind
Sunyshore Evacuee Camp
-Etran jumps.-
Etran: Ahhh! S-sorry.
-Siku stands between them.-
Siku: <Got a problem with my buddy?>
Etran: Stand down, Siku!
edited 17th Nov '16 9:23:59 AM by etran12
Trans Terminus Homo
Sunyshore, Evacuee Camp
Sergey gave a thumps-up
Sergey: "Nice, thank you."
Mireille: -to Phaz- ~Nice to see you again.~
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
Sunyshore, Sewers
-A strange man, made of scrap
, strides through the tunnels. The tunnels are strangely dry - probably because the city is evacuated. At least, it's dry until he finds a very very large pool.-
Scrapman: ?
-He looks around, and finds that one of the nearby walls is covered in levers. He blinks his LED eyes and walks over. Each lever is linked to one portion of the pool.-
Scrapman: ...
-He pulls one of the levers, and the pool drains. The little scrap robot smiles to himself before he notices that the two pools next to it fill up where once they were dry.-
Scrapman: !
-He blinks a bit before frowning, and begins to try and solve this puzzle.-