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Velvet Room

Verax: "Great! Then we just need-"

-Pyooom!-

-There is a cloud of dust and and blue debris as where once a Jacob was standing, there is a blink of a phantom image that gives way to empty space-

"If there is no way to win, I will simply force a way."

The Velvet Disco, Past

Yes, that is brilliant. There is like one problem though. Maybe two. Firstly, do any of our personas actually know how to dance and secondly;

Where are we gonna get like 20 Dance Dance Revolution pads at this time of night? o_o

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

-Ren smiles.-

Ren: We don't need those, Pent. We have a something better.

Mendel: We do?

Ren: We have a dance instructor.

Mendel: We do?

Ren: -a glint in his eye- Who's up for a week-long dance boot camp?

edited 6th Feb '17 2:54:45 PM by keys2tkingdom

The Velvet Disco, Past

-bing!-

Joseph: You raaaaaaaang?~

-well, he was here before, but tuned out. He is now decidedly tuned in-

Another green world.

The Velvet Room, past

-Lane shuffles his feet-

Lane:I'm...not much of a dancer...

-Beat-

-Single nod-

But if it'll help all those people get back to normal, I'm in!

The Velvet Dance Academy

Uh... I may be a little busy, but ping me the song anyways during the week and I'll see if I can turn up.

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

Dogs, I'm not quiiiite done yet.

edited 6th Feb '17 3:14:35 PM by Umbramatic

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The Velvet Room, Past

-A spark of creative madness that hasn't been in Ren's eyes for over two years is stats to spread into an inferno.-

Ren's Room, Past

-Keys is humming Let There Be-

The Velvet Room, Past

-Ren pats Joseph's shoulder.-

Ren: No, Joseph. I have a very special plan for you.

-to Pent- I've already got one.

-Ren looks to Lane and nods.-

Ren: Anyone else?

Umbra, the Velvet Room scene is being TS'd. Joseph is able to be talking to RP!Umbra in the present time.

edited 6th Feb '17 3:18:32 PM by keys2tkingdom

-From somewhere where nobody noticed he's totally been this whole trip, just don't ask questions-

Mondo: <Bah, I don't like the idea of performing in front of an audience like that... Too much attention>

-Arms crossed beat-

<...But if there really isn't another way to stop this. Guess I can't really back down either>

Near Umbra

-Joseph, confused, manages a shrug and a-

Joseph: OK! But! How???

Near Ren

-pouts-

Fiiiiine.

Another green world.

-Ren looks at the Clefairy and grin broadly..-

Ren: Sorry Mondo, but I know exactly where you'll be. After all, any good show needs a matching backstage crew.

-Ren smiles at Mondo.-

Ren: You and Sakuna-Hikona as well Joseph and Lin Bu are going to be helping with the special effects.

-Ren looks around at the other contractors. Taking body type and what he knows of them into account.-

Ren: Dune, Gal, SleepyHead, Daydre, and Verax. You five are being being drafted. I'll send a video to each of you tomorrow.

-Obviously, there will probably be some objections...-

edited 6th Feb '17 3:37:30 PM by keys2tkingdom

Velvet Room

Dune: Uuuuuuuuuuugh...

Galvani: <Woo!>

Dune: Stupid dimensional rules.

Galvani: <Oh, c'mon! It'll be fun!>

Dune: Then I hate fun.

Sky, did you see my last post?

Acuity Cavern, past

Uxie: <Nope.>

Resort Area, today

-While working on the draft of a Pinsir PEFE article-

There are three parts around a typhoon, or hurricane. The rainbands, the eyewall, and the eye. The eye is the calmest part of the storm, while the eyewall is the most dangerous. For the past couple months or so we've been in the eye, with Sunnyshore being the eyewall, so that means the next "eyewall" will be happening shorty.

Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.

SleepyHead: <Uh... okay? I'm kinda like Lane in that I'm not the best, but I'll try.>

Lisa: <I'll go along wherever would be helpful.>

edited 6th Feb '17 4:01:51 PM by CorvusAtrox

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Cathedral Roof, far past

Jason:Right...

-beat-

How do we do that?

Velvet Room, past

Lane:Hoo boy...

I'm not sure whether to get excited or nervous or both...

Near Joe

Umbra: Trapped... Dimension... Glitch... Drawing... Us... To...

-And suddenly, the flickering Umbra vanishes.-

-Joe may notice a glitch fragment scurrying off into the distance-

edited 6th Feb '17 4:30:07 PM by Umbramatic

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Mondo: <Back stage? Huh, well I guess that works>

Ren: Eeexceelllent.

-Ren creates a door with his key.-

Ren: No if you'll excuse me, I have stage costumes to make, lights and special effects to design, and dance routines to coordinate. I'll be in contact with you all tomorrow.

-Ren heads through the door which disappears behind him.-

Ren's Room, Saturday

Ren has designed Costumes for Dune, Galvani, Lane, Verax, Daydre, SleepyHead, and himself.

-Ren has had Gamma working on creating instructional videos with each member's dance routine.-

-Ren has also sent plans for Mendel and the other combat members of the group with plans to coordinate special effects and back up plans if things go disastrously wrong.-

-Seamstress is busy at work fabricating Ren's designs for costumes.-

The GM House, Saturday

Dune: ... Can I at least get some boots to wear or something?

Deziree: Hey, at least you get clothes! All I'm gonna be wearing is PAINT!

-Everyone within earshot gives Deziree a weird look.-

Deziree: As a Magnezone, you apes!

-Sometime after finishing practice with Ren and Daydre, SleepyHead has come here-

SleepyHead: Whew... That was pretty exhausting and I'm not used to wearing this much clothing.

But it'll be nice to have worked to get everyone back...

???: <You don't want Sweetie back because of how much trouble he causes.>

-SleepyHead turns to the source of the voice and realizes that it's Phobetor with a hood covering her head-

SleepyHead]: <...Okay, yeah, that's crossed my mind. But it's really kinda of irresponsible to leave thousands of people to the fate Mikuratana's given them.>

Phobetor: <I'm not saying I don't agree with that.>

<But the fact that you've fantasized about members of your own team getting stuck in alternate dimensions multiple times now isn't something it seems you're going about the right way.>

SleepyHead: <...You mean, just brushing it under the rug?>

Phobetor: <Yeah. That just makes it flare up again later. And if you're fine with things like that, then alright, but you most definitely are not.>

SleepyHead: <I mean, you're right, but I don't want to just lead to more fighting.>

Phobetor: <And I don't want to be a pushover who just lets all the fighting happen around me without doing anything.>

SleepyHead: <...Okay, yeah. True.>

<I guess, I'll try talking to him when he gets out. Maybe we can get rid of some of the conflict around here and I can be glad about being a team leader.>

-Phobetor smiles and gives a nod-

-At this, SleepyHead's mask begins to glow and Phobetor is enveloped in an Obscuric cocoon-

SleepyHead: <Wait, is->

-As the obscuric cocoon breaks, a form that looks a lot more like a Hypno has replaced Phobetor-

-She is wearing a black dress with thorns and poppy blooms weaved in to it, is wearing a necklace of red-skull shaped jewels, and the hood has formed into a Noibat-shaped cowl-

Phobetor Nyx: <I am thou. Thou art I. From the sea of thy soul, I come. I am the Night. I am Nyx.>

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

Schrodinger's Location, Saturday

Daydre is shuffling around in her bag. Mr. Bitey, curious, comes over to see what she's doing.

"Never thought I'd be using these again..."

Mr. Bitey: <Whatcha doing?>

"GYAH!... Oh, it's just you Bitey.."

<What're those?>

"Huh? Oh, these are just character shoes..." Daydre pulls a pair of black shoes with two inch heels out of her bag. Though they might look like regular heels at first glance, a closer look would reveal that they're constructed somewhat differently.

"They're for dancing... Since it seems I'm going to be doing a lot of that later on.."

<Ohh... cool! Why do you have them in the first place? And why are you carryin' 'em around if you didn't think you'd need to use them ever?> Mr. Bitey's eyes glow wide with innocence.

".. I used to be into musical theater. And the second one is a secret. Definitely not because I secretly hoped there would be an opportunity for me to use them, nope nope..."

<Oh... Okay!>

off the shits

The School

-The telephone rings. It's taken from the receiver by a hand with perfectly manicured nails.-

Principal: Yes?

-There's a pause. Then a number is mentioned, and a perfectly manicured nail digs a divot into the mahogany desk.-

Principal: Good. Reclaim my property.

-There's another pause.-

Principal: The manner of acquisition matters less than the acquisition itself.

-There's yet another pause. The phone is placed back onto the receiver.-

-The Principal looks down at the marred desk and scowls.-

Everywhere

-Congratulations! It's the 6th anniversary of the J-Team meeting, albeit unofficially at the time. Today should be a happy day.-

-Should be.-

-But an unfathomable sense of dread fills the air.-

edited 7th Feb '17 5:23:58 AM by BittersweetNSour

Everywhere

The flickering heralding the apparation of Umbra happens all over the place, but with shades of Lina, Ammy, Arika, Nico, and Robin as well-

-They all seem to be moving twoard something-

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Jubilife

-Jason thought he'd make a day of restocking here before heading back to keep tabs on Sylph-

-Seems like it wasn't the best idea-

Jason:Oh for fuck's sake...I leave Sinnoh for one minute...

-He begins to follow the flickers-