-Lucius smiles at Scarlette and raises his bottle.-

Lucius: Cheers to that.

Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.

Artoria: -enters her and Mordred's room- "What even is that place, especially to be open at seven in the morning on Christmas."

Mordred slowly rolls off the bed. <Hnnnng Artoria how do you do early.>

Artoria: "Go to sleep at a reasonable hour of the night?"

Mordred: <... Sounds fake.>

Artoria: "Well, if it makes you feel better I brought you a present."

Mordred: <Oh right it's that day.>

Artoria: "It is."

Artoria hands Mordred a small, roughly cubic box and a larger, thin square box.

Artoria: "... I forgot something, open them if you want, or wait until I get back, your choice."

Mordred: -still bleary-eyed.- <Might as well get this over with...>

After a few minutes, Artoria comes back.

A remarkably more awake, remarkably more human, and remarkably well-dressed Mordred◊ is smoothing out her coat.

Mordred: -gives a cocky smile.- "I love it, and I look fabulous. Thanks for the brooch. And the suit, I guess."

Artoria: -smiles warmly- "I am glad." She frowns. "I wonder where Tamamo is."

Mordred nods appreciatively in front of the mirror. "Somewhere, probably."

Natalie is very reluctantly wearing a Santa hat in the spirit of the season.

Natalie: "Cyrus, just wear it. If I have to wear one, you have to wear one."

Cyrus: -indignantly- ~... Fine.~

Natalie sets a Santa hat on Cyrus, before taking a drink of cider. She pats Cyrus, and heads off.

Cyrus: ~Oh, Natalie, Jenkins and Marie wanted to see you.~

Natalie: "Alright."

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

Celadon

-Skye and Diane are awake, and both very bright and cheery after yesterday. After the proposal, they went back to the store, for the sake of getting Diane a matching ring — stainless steel, with an opal band around the middle. And now they are wandering the city hand-in-hand.-

Artoria and Mordred are walking around trying to find Tamamo, Artoria with a wrapped package under one arm.

They may or may not be near Skye and Diane,

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

Silas pulls out a green and grey striped scarf◊ and gives it a look.

~Try it on.~

Silas tries it on after a sigh.

*POOF*

"Yeah I don't think this is working, everything is still the same size."

Hacks is currently trying to surpress a laugh.

"What?"

Silas doesn't notice the tail sticking out or the fact that his ears have been replaced with Lucario ears.

Celadon City

-Skye and Diane walk past Artoria and Mordred.-

-Skye stops.-

Skye: Hey wait, wasn't one of them at the party?

Diane: Hmm?

-Skye turns around to get their attention-

Skye: Hey!

 Celadon City, a neighborhood 

Amanita: Hey, thanks.

Brie: Oh, it's no problem. Besides, you're family.

Amanita: Like, seventeenth cousins.

Brie: Eighth or ninth, actually, I did some digging on when our ancestors might have come out of that portal. Anyway, that's not what I meant.

-she goes over to a house and knocks on the door, which is opened by people who, if you randomly recombined their genotypes, would probably look a lot like Brie. They seem confused for about a second as to who's knocking on their door at this hour-

-then their faces light up and they both hug her-

Brie's Mom: Briana!

-Amanita blinks. Brie flushes-

Brie's Dad: ¡No estábamos seguros que estuvieras aquí!

Brie: Hi, máma, pápa.

-she turns to Amanita-

Brie: Meet my parents! (to her parents) Amanita es nuestra prima.

Brie's Mom: Prima—

Brie: Lejana.

Brie's Dad: ¿...Por qué lleva el nombre de un hongo?

Brie: ...Llevo el nombre de un queso. Solamente me llaman "Briana" porque alguien te preguntó de que es la abreviatura.

Brie's Mom: ...Vale. (to Amanita) Hey! Come on in, apparently-distant cousin!

Amanita: Oh my gosh thank you so much it's freezing.

-and everyone goes inside, for a peaceful time that will not be shown because let's give these people a break for the holiday-

 Celadon, a bar 

-two people who look mostly identical to Ever are sitting at the counter-

Every(?): What are you even doing in Celadon?

All: I don't know! I just sort of found my way here.

Every(?): Probably you were drawn by your weird Ever sense, but I gave you a false positive.

All: Wait, are you not Ever?

Every(?): No, I'm the spooky one.

All: Oh. I thought he was just dressing like that now.

Every(?): Nah, he could never get this stylish.

All: Didn't he wear exactly that for Halloween?

Every(?): Sssh.

All: ...So like, seriously, should I be calling the Ever from this universe by different pronouns?

Every(?): -shrugs- Gender's fake. You'd have to ask.

All: We don't really get along.

Every(?): This can be your olive branch! Oh, speaking of plants, would you say mistletoe counts if it's an illusion?

All: ...We're still cousins in your universe, right?

Every(?): Giratina's wings why would you assume I was talking about you?

All: You mentioned mistletoe and you're a ghost person! I wasn't sure where the conversation was going and I wanted to make things clear!

Every(?): I could not have been more obviously asking for your opinion on an irrelevant matter!

All: ...Okay, I would say that since mistletoe is mostly just an excuse for two people who want to kiss each other anyway to kiss, it probably counts even if it's an illusion.

Every(?): Oh, good.

-she texts a number-

All: Who are you texting?

Every(?): Nunya.

All: ...The sad thing is that that could perfectly easily be another cousin of ours.

Every(?): What is it with you and cousins?!

 Celadon, a hotel 

PEFE!Every: And it's just sitting there? Okay.

-she hangs up-

Ever: Who was that?

PEFE!Every: Your housephone. I just wanted to check in with Spark about that sample of Chaos I took from Jacob.

Ever: ...That sample of what?

PEFE!Every: Of—

Ever: Actually, you know what? I don't wanna know. It's December 25th, a day which I feel like may somehow be of some importance.

PEFE!Every: Well, yes. People go home today to be with their families.

Ever: True.

PEFE!Every: But my family appears to be here, so I think I've managed that.

Ever: Wow, PEFE!Every, that's a little sentimental of you.

PEFE!Every: Ever.

-he hugs her. She smiles-

Ever: Happy December 25th. Welcome home.

 Celadon Streets 

-Avery is reading a text and grinning, when she notices someone dressed in black approaching, a Medicham at their side-

Avery: Mallory! Hey!

Mallory: Hey, Avery.

Axiom: <Morning.>

Mallory: Today's something important, isn't it?

Avery: Can't think of anything.

-the two giggle, before Avery becomes a bit more serious-

Avery: Have you been having any luck with...you know?

Mallory: I mean, I don't know, which is the problem. I have no clue how I got to Eterna, where my team came from, or why I wiped all our minds.

...Or why my last name is "Mystery." I mean, Mallory A. Mystery? Who does that to their kid?

Avery: ...What's the "A" stand for?

Mallory: ...Anterior.

Avery: That's unfortunate.

Mallory: You're telling me. So, what about you? How's work?

Avery: Slow, at the moment. Facade's getting a little annoyed.

I am not!

Mallory: I can translate for you, you know.

Facade: <Yeah, but it's more fun when I get to make the letters.>

-she yips cheerily, creating an illusion of a snowman-

Axiom: -nudges the illusion, dispelling it- <If you want one that will last, it requires effort.>

Facade: <Who said anything about lasting? I just like having things to look at.>

-she growls playfully, and then forms another snowman, turning invisible and creating an illusion of herself that hops onto its head-

-Axiom just rolls her eyes-

edited 25th Dec '17 7:38:47 AM by memyselfandI2

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Castelia City

Colton Rever was a man with few social ties.

I mean, yes there was his team - explaining the holiday's traditions to all of their collective questions was hell in a handbasket, to say the least - but that was the exception that proved the rule.

And they all saw the practicality in Black Friday and Cyber Monday shopping, instead of teasing themselves by forcing a month-long wait to use the new things.

Colt was currently sitting on the couch alongside Sylveon, Rei, Natu, Sunny, and Julius, riffing on Grandma Got Run Over By A Stantler. An annual tradition to riff a semi-iconic Christmas special, with each year's highlight journal getting bigger than the last.

Colt's own heart wasn't really into it. He was a little bit more focused on his phone, mostly because only after the party did he realize he was rather lonely, and the same entourage for seven years would only help so much - he needed human interaction.

And that was when he noticed a new contact on his phone.

"Ilya?" He read aloud.

<That was the Kyurem's name,> Lucario explained as he handed his trainer a cup of hot chocolate with a candy cane and sugar cookie creamer. He was going to say something else before the animation distracted him. <I think you're a bit too late.>

The remark was greeted with a high-five from Sunny before Lucario left.

"Eh, go on without me," Colt announced as he sprawled himself on the couch, the Sneasel leaping onto Julius' back, Natu flying onto the armrest and Sunny resting on her trainer's chest.

He stared at the screen, unsure of how to introduce himself. Was it his nerves talking to a Legendary? Was it just the fact that he was terrible at starting conversations?

edited 25th Dec '17 8:26:11 AM by AbsentCoder

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

Too late

Celadon Hotel

-There is a tree set up with a few presents set under it-

-Verax is up and has breakfast made-
It's all too late

Celadon City

-Kalida is around with Bhima, who is now dressed up in small lights and red felt attire-

-Vetala has a smol floppy hat-
You're too late

Iri Manor

-Jacob wakes up and stretches, and smiles-

"Alright, everyone! Merry-"
Y͉̞͇̦͈o̟̠̥͙̦u̩͔ ̣̭a͚͇r̮͡e ҉͎̰͚̼a͓ll̛͔̼̻̝ ͉͖͢ͅt̮͚̠̞͓o̷̳̤͇̗̯̩o ̤l͓̜̼͜a͖ṱ͔̦͎e̗͖̺͙̭ͅ.
-And the world freezes-

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

-Glöckchen is wandering along, playing something on her bell-

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

Artoria: "Oh. Hello!"

Mordred gives a wave.

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

Celadon

-Skye smiles brightly-

Skye: Hi! You were the one who was dancing with Corrin, right?

Diane: Wait a sec are you talking about that Corrin

Artoria: "Oh, um, yes, I was."

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

Celadon City

-Skye beams-

Skye: Cute! I'm one of her friends.

Diane: Skye you can't just say you know Corrin without saying whether it's that Corrin

Skye: It totally is.

Diane: And you didn't introduce her to me?

Skye: You were doing PEFE work in Malie when I met her!

Artoria: "Oh. Hello then. I'm Artoria."

Mordred gives a mock salute. "Mordred."

-Beat-

"Wait are you saying I set her up with a literal video game character."

Artoria: "Mordred you didn't set up anything."

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

Celadon

Skye: Uh... yeah. Sorry for the dramatic reveal, if you hadn't realized before.

Diane: There's a Robin and a Henry, too, from the same... universe? Franchise? The line kinda blurs.

Vali City

Cynthia dashes with Colton and the group to move on.

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

A Place

Megan: Present time!

-her team responds with varying amounts of enthusiasm-

For everyone, a big-ass basket of Poffins...

Vee: <Awesome, Meg~>

Pippy: <Aw, you remembered our favorites...>

Megan: -mock-exasperatedly- It's been ten years! I made some of these for you a few weeks ago!

Pippy: -lightly- <Still.>

Megan: -to the newer bunch- And I don't know what your favorites are, so I made a bunch of different kinds! Tell me which ones you like so I can make more!

-they make a variety of affirming noises-

Also...

-to Ceal- for you, a microphone! Specially made for Pokémon song. Sing well...!

Ceal: -staring at it in wonder- <Th-thanks.>

Megan: -to Tripod- For you, a little magnet-programmable screen! I...am not entirely sure how you manage to get radio, but if you ever want to get visual, here you go!

Tripod: -chirps happily-

Megan: -to Pollen- um, for you...an Expert Belt! For fighting.

-indeed, there is a tiny Expert Belt-

Pollen: <...thanks.>

Megan: -to Thespi- For you, my dramatic little cloud-puff, a Seal Case. I will demonstrate it to you later~

Thespi: -delighted- <Wow, a Chekhov's Gun! I've never had one before!>

Megan: And finally, for my oldest friends...

-she hands Pippy a Blue Scarf with Empoleon-y trim, and Vee a curiously-shimmering Mystic Water-

Merry Christmas. -she smiles-

Vee: <Now hold on! We're not done yet~>

Megan: Huh?

-Pippy and Vee go behind a nearby obstruction, and emerge with a box-

Vee: <Open it up!>

-she does-

-inside is an engraved silver pendant on a necklace, set with what looks like another Mystic Water gem-

Megan: -on the edge of tears- Oh my gosh you guyssss

Pippy: -smiling- <We may have run a few errands in our spare time.>

Vee: -grinning- <Challenged some folk~>

Pippy: <Merry Christmas.>

Vee: <To our first year on the road!>

Pippy: <To our second try.>

Megan: To our second try.

-she hugs them-

Megan: Merry Christmas.

edited 25th Dec '17 8:36:38 AM by Asterisk395

No mind to think. No will to break.

???

Jacob: -He whirls around in the empty blackness- "Where-"

-A form, a shifting, tar like creature raises out from the ground-

-There is barely a moment before there are swords drawn and Jacob is rushing the creature-

-Spines of mud blast out of the ground, impaling his arms, hardening into stone and anchor him-

Chaos: ﴾Y͝o͏̹̱u̺̪̝̼͔ ̧̱h̶ạ̫̼̠̟̝̩v͇̝̩̟e̼ ͔m̡̠̞̟̣̤̞a̟̼̦̞̗͖ͅd̗̼e̻̞͎͔̘̣ͅ ̼̜͔a͚̝͉̱̫̰̤ ̮̳͓̠͈m̛i̶st̴a̘̪͇̖̳͕͎k̦̤̳̼̘̞ͅe͙̬̺̟.﴿

Jacob: -He grits his teeth and takes a step forward, straining on his bindings- "Where am I?! What's going on? We beat you once, monster, and you-"

Chaos: ﴾H̺̹̭̥͓o̝͙ḻ͍d̷̹̬̫͇̫ ỳ̦̭o̻̫̪̥̥u̬͖̲̮͝r͓̖̝͎͘ ̧̪̩̲͚̻̹̰w̱͍̟̺͈̱̩a̸̻͔̳g̵͈͈̥g̷͎̳in̴g̞̝̪̘͓͕ ̛̻͇͈̝͈̠t̟̘̩̺̗̬̕òń̝͕̣̤̫͓̣g̨̳͖u͖̗̼e̙,͔̠̩ ̺̱c̣h̪̙̪̫ͅi͎͖̰̰͇̠͢l̤̥̦͖̖͙d͏͍.̵̹͇̞ ̢̯͇͖̮͈Y̜̮̠͈̻o̙̜̙̞u̪ ̝̥͢l̦ͅơ̺̗̺̫s̵t̯̮̕ͅ.̛̮̫ ̳̯Ỳ̠̩̥̯̣o͚͎u̯̯̱̝͉ͅ ̧̹̱̬͇̗l͓̣̮͡ợ̗͓͇̩̺s̗͝ț̴̼̪ͅ ̨̬͕ͅb̛̠̯͖͍̬̱ec̮̪̝̱͖a͠ușę̩͈͕̭͇ ̻̟͍̟̖̞̯͘i̘͎̞n̯̠̜̺̖̫ ̻͞y̺͔̹͇̖͠ͅo̶̠͙̦̳̝ṷ͉̲͍̯̕r̵̻̞̗͕ ͚͇̜̘̝̪c̞̭̻̻o͚̼͔͖̜͢ͅn̼͙̪̭̻̲ͅf̝͢i̷̪̻̜̘͓̫̜d͓̖̙͟e҉̜̗n̘̥͉c̻̮̺̥̝e̞̺ ̲͇̮͎͍y͕o̫͎͝u̩͔͇͚͖ left things unchecked.﴿

Jacob: "... So, this is my mind, then."

Chaos: -The pillar of mud shifts- ﴾A͝n̶͚̪͎͚͙d͇͔͝ ̲̥͍͖̙͢y̶̰̩̺̘̝o҉̘͓̮̬u̳̭r̞̪͚͚̙̦ ̬̼̮̫͉p͉͎͓̳ŗi̘͈̯͉̻s̵̟͔o̘͓n͝.̨̭̥̹̼﴿

Jacob: "All someone has to do is read my mind and they'll-"

Chaos: ﴾T͚̩̝̫͉͚̯h̞͘e̡͈̹̲͉̜y̗̝̺͚̪͚'͇̠̪̼̪̹̺͝lḷ͈̳̲̪ ͏̙̬̞̺ṯ̟̱͜h̜̗͔̼͇̖̝i͎̱͕̼̰̖n̹̙k̟̠̯͓ ̷̦͙͇̬̲e̖̰̗̺͜v͚e̼r̸̺̯͈̣̯̤͓y͈̱̺t̪͙͘h̡̗͍̝͖i̸͚͖̭̯̹n̨̳̣̞g̣ ̺̹̹̀i̲̹͍̲ș̶͔̘̻̯ ̯͔͍̖̻f̭͓̳̼͓͜i͖̭̻͖̮n̷̺̬e̹.̢̘﴿

Jacob: "... What?"

Chaos: ﴾I̴͇̤̹ͅ ͉̪͕̤̬̘̙h̀a̸̮͖̠v̙e̸̞̺̤̣̪̙̤ ͚̟̝̦͟b͔̝͓̪̞̰͈̀e͍e̶n̝.̰̙̖̜̯̬͍.͇̖̱͕̟̪̙.̞͍͖͖ ̣͇̼̯̜̹p̧̠͚̪͔͚͉r̝͇͕͈̬̩̹͠e̞p̯͎̪͔a̪̪͇̭̫͞ri̴̻̻̜n͜g̴̦̥̯̱̩̰,̸̻̯̠͈ ͏͖f̰̤̘̹̼̣ͅo͔͚͖̹r̡̦͚̯͇̗ ̻th̲̪̮̝i͕͎͟s̷͈̦.̼̮͉̳͜ͅ.̸̹͍̠.̨͎͖͈̪͚̜ ͖̠̫N̡̦̯̯o͎̣̼̙ͅ.̝͚͇́ ̣͍͠Ḭ͚̹͇'̨v̹e͉̞͎͇̹͚ sat̵̗,̶̗̹̻̫̗ ͚̱̝͕r̡͕̗e͓a̗͖͈͝d̬͖i̸̯n̰͎̙̫͎̫͖͞g̷͔ ̪̦̻̬̹y̨̺̞o͔͕͔̺͎̹̻u̘͖̭̙͓͟r̷̖̳͔̠̬̙̼ ̭͚̮͈̗͔e͍͕̯̜͇̹v̳͕̹e̦̝̻̥̤̥͈r͖̰̘̥̫̬̩y ̲͕͕̠̣̰͟ͅp̼̟͉̹a̫̥s̺̻͞s̵̰̖̜̹͚̻i̡͍̺͖̪̗n̷͚̬̹̼̰͍ͅg̥̤̠͞ ̹̮̞̦̫̼ͅt̷̘̤̥̳ͅh̕ọ̰͎ug͚̭̖h̟̻̜̙͙̦ț͓̙̘̠̙͟ ͉̮a̞n̨̦͉̪͙̙͎͕d̞͔ w̰͔͍̙̲̝͙him͘ ͓̼̞̺͈̥̠a̻̪̱͓̣̺n̠̠̮̱ͅd̩̱̗͍͓̗ ͎͙͘a̳̯͇͓̣̹̘c̬͝t̢͉̻͉̩̗̘i̥̘̥̺ò͎̙n̩͎̰̹̞͇.͍ ̶̯͇̤̰̳͎N̛͖ò̳̰͕͖,̱ ͏̼̦̱̠̮̼̼n̯̩̭o̫͖̞͟ ͏̳ṇ͖͖̫͙̕o̳̤̬ ̯͚͇͡n̝̮̳͚͞o̪̦̬͚͎͍͔͠ ̞̤̻̜͇̩̕ͅc̲̝̗̺̼͈̻͘h̖͔̻̖̱i̼l̰͕͙̰d͉̤̪͇̀,ͅ ̰̳̲̲͓̝̭I̶̤̰͔̱ ̸̯̟̻͔̼k̙̘̜͍n̝o̱̕w̮̲͕͈̻ ̷͙yǫù̼͙͉͇̰̙̝ ̡̮̤̭̯̥̲̺n̖̭̦͚͞o̗͈̥̰̮̱͉w͉̯͎̰̟̺.﴿

-Jacob strains as the pillar slowly forms into a more human shape- ﴾Y̨o͞u҉r̀ me͜m͝ori҉es̶,͜ ho̡ẁ pe̷o͝pl̨e̡ s̵e͡e yo̷u,͠ hòw͠ ̛y͘o͠u ̵s̢eé ͢t̨hem.̕ ͏I ͢ha̛v͟e ̧l̡e̴arne͏d ͘t̡o ̶s̷li҉p ͟in̴t̢o ̵y̶our͝ ski̴n in ҉a̶ way̶ n͝o̧ ̴one e̵l͏s͏e͡ ͏c̕a̵n, ̢th̸ìnk ́l͠i̛k̸e҉ y̡o͞u. ͏Y͘ouŗ ͝voi̷ce͜,҉ b̛u͢ried͢ ̢s̀o̧ ̵dee̷p̵ ͘n͠o ̴on͜e can̴ ̶h͢ea͜ŕ it͢,̵ ̀n̷ot̸ ͡ev̵en ̧th͞e͝ ̡mos͜t̢ p͜a̧rano̸i͠d̴, th͞or͠o̧ùgh̨,͏ ҉ća͘ręfully̢ ̸p҉repa̵re͟d͝ w͘įl͟l̷ ͏be ͠a̶b̴l̀e͘ ̢to tell t̷hat̨ it's͡ n͞ot ̀yo͞ų ́r͠u͜nnin͟g ҉t͞hi͠s̢ ͢bo͝d̷y͏.̕﴿

-There is only the briefest of moments before the tethers binding the man break and he charges at Chaos-

-And is swallowed up by a hole in the ground-

Chaos: ﴾S̫͇̭̣̖̀l̙͕̞e̯̫̳͔͜e̘͇͙̝̰p̱.̻͚̖.͕.̱̜̲ ̟n̢̤̙o̪̩͝w̙̦̥.̬̦̞͔͕̥̥͝ ̷͎̳͕̖̙̟̝A̸͍̗̠̱n͘d̛̜̖͇̭̼̭ͅ f̗̦̘̬ͅo҉̬̯͚̺ͅŕ̪̞̩̟e̗̖v҉̗͈̣̭͍e͎̥̤̫͇͕r͓̺̖̗͠.̳̮̙̤͚̮ͅ﴿

﴾Ỉ̝̟̗̻̜͖ͯ̐ͬ̈t̷͕̥̺̙͈̥ͅ'̗̘̱͐ͬ̽ͥ̀s̲͔͔͓̀͌ͣ̆͗̉͆ ̐ț̭̤̮ͣ͊ͭͨ̈ͧͅi̪̪̣ͫ̍̊̄͊̀ͭm̉ͧ̌҉͖̳̫̦̗̟̥e̲͖̟̹̩͚ͭ͗̃̓͊ͥ̚ ͍͓̦̝̥ͅýoͧͮ́͆̉͘u̬̮͌ͦ́ ̦͖̹ͤ̊̑r̅͊̓̉͌͏̮͈̻̲̲̺͈ę̣̩̦̬̖̝͊ͤͬ́s̗̯̤͉̖͙͙̆̾̂̍t̥̤̟̖͈̘͇͗͆ͭ̂͞.̀﴿

edited 25th Dec '17 8:39:17 AM by Verax

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

???

-Salamence was not having a good day.-

-First, this stupid Bisharp went and beat him to a pulp, then demanded that he act as his mount.-

-You don't really say no to a manic Bisharp who can punch a dragon into a wall, so that really wasn't much of a choice.-

-And now the Bisharp is stabbing him in the shoulder, demanding that he make an incredibly sharp turn.-

Rend    Blackhand   : <I SMELL YOU, PREY!    I SMELL YOU, ENEMY! I KNOW YOUR INFLUENCE YET LINGERS! I WILL FULFILL MY PURPOSE AND FINALLY CONSUME THAT WHICH YOU THOUGHT TO HIDE FROM ME, THE GREATEST OF MY MISTRESS'S HUNTERS!   >

-Salamence was just hoping he wouldn't die today.-

Mordred: "Well considering she mentioned being from another universe and, well, who she is, yeah... But, I was imagining fiction following truth not her literally being the video game character?"

Artoria: "We met Henry, the Murkrow, yes?"

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

Aspertia City Gym:

"Dangerous huh? So there is more to the J-Team than Umbra let on..." Mark said with a smirk before adding, "If they're anything tougher than most of the last competition I've faced, then I know I'm ready...and if I'm not, then I have finally found worthy mentors." He then remembered one last important detail before releasing Chopper from his luxury ball, whom at first instinctively glomped his trainer before realizing how injured he was, only able to hug with one arm.

"Calm down buddy, you're free...and we won this fight," he told his Machop companion before pulling a potion out of his back and handing it to Chopper. Wanting to show off, Chopper didn't waste any time as he broke off the spray top of the potion and chugged its contents before tossing the empty container over his shoulder..

"Hey, no littering!" Mark scolded before Chopper nodded apologetically, grabbing the empty potion and flawlessly tossing it into a trashcan some distance away.

Living The Fever Dream

Celadon

Skye: Yeah, that's him. He's weird.

Diane: Honestly I don't really know the logistics of their situation well. Who knows, maybe the games were like, based on their lives in their respective home universes or something?

Skye: It's a super weird situation but all things considered it's far from the weirdest.

Diane: I'm still 100% expecting you to introduce me to her later.

Skye: If we find her, I will!

???

-Ludmilla blinks awake. She rolls out of bed and flomps onto the carpet. She pulls herself up, wanders over to the window, and sees the expansive western Orre desert that eventually dead ends onto the ocean, with the Agate forest in view.-

-Wait, what?

???The GM House

-She sobers with a start, and looks around. She finds herself in a room she'd never seen before.-

-The walls are painted a soothing lilac, covered in posters - signed posters - of the three most recent Star Wars movies. Her window is a lot bigger than she first realized, being basically a bay window. She has purple curtains to draw around them.-

-The carpet is a soothing dark grey, and very soft. It curls around her toes and feels almost as soft as her bed.-

-Oh, right, the bed! It's a fair-sized twins-sized captain's bed, with drawers and shelves built into it. Next to it sits a nightstand with a card.-

-Ludmilla walks back and takes the card.-

-Ludmilla's mind is blown. Not in a migraine sort of way, that would be bad. But in a good way.-

-She rushes to the door and opens it to find herself in the living room.-

Dune: Hey, champ-in-the-making! Merry Christmas!

-Holy crap that's a lot of gift-wrapped boxes.-

Deziree: So, how'd you like your new room~?

-Ludmilla pulls them both close. Deziree was across the room, but telekinesis quickly fixed that.-

Ludmilla: Th- th- I- I-

-Dune and Deziree just hug her as she has an emotional overflow.-

Artoria: "... You must have very weird friends if that is not the weirdest."

Mordred: "Seriously, if that's not the weirdest what is?"

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.