-Ever is lying on a couch, looking as though they are recovering from a bad hangover-

PEFE!Every: ...I take it it didn't work.

Ever: I mean. I didn't have any nightmares.

PEFE!Every: That's a start.

Ever: I also can't feel my face.

PEFE!Every: ...That should pass.

Glimmer: <Everything passes.>

PEFE!Every: -yelps-

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Guardiana

Talbain nodded. <But is this as black and white as we're making it out to be,> he considered to himself.

Someone may have heard it, but not the king or his subjects. Too far away.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

-Jessica lets Fluffles out.-

Fluffles: <Hi Mr. Silas!>

---

Elizabeth: "No problem, Julius."

-She crosses her arms and leans against an omagimary pillar...falling to the ground. Oberon calmly floats down.-

---

Shaun: <Isn't that our job?>

"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"

Guardiana Castle, PMD-Rune

King: <Then it is decided. We of Guardiana have protected the Gate of the Ancients for centuries, and no living soul knows what sleeps on the other side, be it a power of the Light or the Darkness.>

<That said, it's to dangerous to let it fall into the hands of Runefaust. We of Guardiana are some of the few that yet hold out against their hordes, but they seem intent on fixing that.>

<With that said, I cannot in good conscience send my own soldiers to investigate the Gate of the Ancients, and leave my people to the mercies of Runefaust.>

<Thus, I ask that you investigate in their stead. Nova, you'll go with them as a guide.>

Nova: <As you wish, sire.>

The Lycanroc walks over to join the group.

Nova: <If there is nothing else, sire, than by your leave, I shall take them to the Gate.>

King: <Be swift, Nova. The fate of the word could hang in the balance.>

Nova: <Yes, sire. Travellers, follow me. The Gate is this way.>

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

The night was getting old, the sun was half the world away and the stars smiled back at her like wary friends. The world teetered on the edge of a new day as she walked along the old roads, most windows were dark and doors firmly locked on the high street, shopfronts either empty or trying to forlornly advertise wares for the morning. She didn't care for such material goods, she'd know where she was going when she'd see it.

The clocks didn't want to begin the first hour, they wanted to tick into a thirteenth but their physicality and a night sky like astral blue velvet rejected their desire. She found it there in a side alley, a crackling OPEN in neon glow and a door that z-clashed with the wall it sat upon. One sign singed the eyes more than others, black neon in the shape of simplistic insectile wings. The words beside make it's meaning clear.

The Black Beautifly

An aesthetic. Black fabric and ebony wood and umbral metal. The patrons didn't conform as much, even the newcomer with her vibrant coat cut an A-spectral-class across the floor. With a slight flourish to clear her face of her red hair she decided to alight at the bar, her lips silently humming along with the piano background that had enthralled so many that sat at the tables. The barman slid over to her, head down and staring at his ceaseless polishing.

Barman: Drink?

Lily Thane: Nami makes a peculiar sake.

The barman looks concerned for a moment, he needs to wind back his stupor, this may be important.

Barman: I'm afraid I don't buy from her. Give me your name.

Lily Thane: There's eighteen names I could give you. But I shan't.

He hadn't expected such a gambit to work on someone who wasn't the usual slow-witted dregs, but it was worth a shot.

Barman: ... Miss Thane then. I'll be around shortly.

Lily smiled, perhaps slightly too wide as she headed someplace silent and out of view. Old enemies like this were always good for information...

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

weremon jail

-Gwen looks at Mason's shirt-

Gwen: <Agreed. What sort of escape plan are you talking about? Just so you know, these bars are pretty tough.>

-she demonstrates by using seed bomb on the bars which only leaves the tiniest of dents-

<I'd try going full on and using explosion, but I'm pretty sure the cages would fare better than me. So, what's your plan?>

Hau'oli airport

-Lila is at a café eating salad-

Lila: So nice to be in Alola again! This kind of reminds me of when I arrived in Mauville and first met the j-team... It seems like so long ago now.

I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.

-Mason winces-

Mason: <Be careful! The less attention we draw, the better, and that means less noise! I was going to ask more about the Secret Dog but probably best to hold off on that.>

-Mako groans.-

Mako: <The dumbass got himself kidnapped.>

Taryon: <Now, Mako, I'm— I'm sure there's a perfectly reasonable explanation for his absence.>

Mako: <He goes on a furry board, acts all embarrassed about meeting up with someone, and leaves all his stuff here for days? All his stuff?>

Namine: ~Yeah, no, that sounds pretty much like he got caught on the wrong side of furry trafficking.~

Mako: <Ugghhhhhhh. I can't believe he went and got himself locked up again.>

-Taryon gives a very concerned look.-

Taryon: <...Is this... normal fare for your group?>

Mako: <It's normal for him. It's not normal for any other reasonable person. Seriously, at this point I get the feeling he has some sort of kidnapping ki— >

Near: ~PG-13, please.~

-Mako glares at Near.-

Edited by BittersweetNSour on Jun 30th 2018 at 8:53:59 AM

OW - Game Night

Phaz: ~The Captain lost an arm? Oh no, that's so sad Volta play Durnsparcito.~

-Volta pops in, and blasts Durnsparcito on Phaz's phone while he looks dead in the eyes of Silas, not expressing anything.-

~Anyway. Yeah, I think what Hazard said would be the most logical thing to see. We already lost one arm. Don't wanna lose the Captain's leg and someone's whole body too.~

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

Silas stares at Phaz and Volta as the song plays, Tae is having trouble breathing from all his laughter.

"Okay... So you all surrender then, specifying that the Captain needs help..."

"...And are tossed into prison on a nearby station. Your ship has been stripped of parts and some of the crew are dead. Good news is that the Captain is still alive and has received some medical attention."

Daniel looked about the cell and saw two guards nearby, "So... we're stuck here then."

Whiskers groaned, "Seems like it mates. Such odd people in all this purple armor... wonder what they're doing?"

Silas smirked a bit and picked up his pDroid, running a scan over Fluffles, "Okay then. Should be able to work with this."

He clicked a button and a wireframe scan appeared on the holographic table, "I love space age tech."

Jessica: "The future is now."

Fluffles: <What a time to be alive.>

"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"

Hazard: <Hm... I'm gonna try having Lei talk to one of them.>

Lei: "Hey. What's up?"

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

OW - Game Night

-Phaz ends the song with a sheepish grin.-

Shipyard Brig

Camélia: "Hey, beats being dead in space."

Game Night

Phaz: ~I want to wait until Lei talked to them to roll afterward to see if they recognise or are a fan of Camélia. Y'know, maybe it can work if she's a diva.~

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

"Bishop, what's our ETA?"

"About a hour out still Captain. I've alerted the control towers that we'll be arriving soon."

"Excellent, keep the course steady."

Silas smirked as he begun to modify the exoskeleton design and put armor plating around, "Tell me Jessica... Is this in response to all the super-heroics and vigilante work going on?"

~Apparently the Poacher we've been messing with us has given us a name Silas.~

"Oh?"

Hacks nodded, ~The Jackal.~

Silas smirked, "I like it."

The Guard turned to Lei and stared at him, their eyes a soft yellow, a dark aura surrounding them, they didn't even recognize the Diva known as Camélia.

The Guard continues to stare waiting for something.

Brie: <Fetch quests. Yaaay...>

Foam: <Let's go!>

-he skates out on a stream of water, Brie clinging for dear life-

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Hazard: <Would something about the eyes seem off? Like, is this just how some people's eyes are, or?>

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

-Jessica lets out a mock gasp and covers her mouth with a hand.-

Jessica: "Lil' old me? A vigilante? Of course not! The J-Team always goes through the proper channels. Of course, if you see an armored Vulpixgirl and Arcanine on the news, you wouldn't recognize them, right?"

-She nods and points at his arm.-

Jessica: "There's your superhero name. "Steel Jackal" or "Full Metal Jackal" or something."

"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"

Hau'oli city

Lila: Aaaah. It's so nice to be back to the closest thing I have to where I come from. I guess I'll go shopping for supplies before anything else.

I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.

"Well they're glowing brightly as if the guard is possessed, plus the dark aura surrounding him. It's clear the Guard is a Shadow Guard," Silas responded.

Silas looked at Jess and smirked a bit, as best as he could, he tossed off his current coat, pulled on his more regular one, straightened his hair, pulled on his hat and mask, and finally his gloves.

"Before you stands the Vigilante the Jackal. The current thorn in the Poacher Delta's Side. I've burned two of his sites and found a Pokefutures lab in one of them, more are yet to come down."

Jessica: "Pretty cool. You know who to call for backup."

-She slides her hands into her jacket pockets and winks.-

"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"

Weremon Jail

Marco: <I'll explain later, if Nelly doesn't pull the kibble shit again first.>

M Arco gives Nelly a Look.

off the shits

Poni Plains

-Traveling in the northwestern portion-

Lucani: <Why are we here again?>

Because there were some rumors I wanted to corroborate, and Benkei's not fully evolved yet.

-Noticing a cave entrance that I'm pretty sure wasn't there before-

And I'm sure that would be our spot.

Edited by rmctagg09 on Jun 30th 2018 at 4:47:43 AM

Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.

Hazard: <Okay, so, first, does Lei know what that means, two, does that mean my vampire thing had a base in reality?>

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

Throat of the World, PMD-N - FINALLY!

-The Harbringer gazes at the group, Aela at his side. Paarthrunax watches from his post.-

The Harbringer: <Before we begin, I have some gifts for you all.>

-His hand glows with Obscura as a portal to Oblivion opens. Out steps a Houndoom in a nice suit with two chests.-

Houndoom Butler: <As you asked, master.>

The Harbringer: <Thank you.>

-The Houndoom nods and retreats.-

The Harbringer: <Now, who wishes to go first?>

Edited by SwiftSeraph on Jun 30th 2018 at 5:43:10 AM

"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"

Plains Grotto

-Entering the cave and noticing the pedestal in the center-

And here I bet we have to fight yet another lone Totem.

-Walks up, takes the Kommonium-Z inside... and just stands there for a couple seconds in confusion-

I'm not sensing... anything.

Lucani: <Weird...>

Let's just get back to Kalos before something actually does show up.

Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.

-"A shirtless Homer steps out of the changing room wearing cargo shorts and making a few heads turn."-

Homer: Alright, let's hit that water.

-"Mokuba walks up with a wheal barrel full of sand."-

Mokuba: <I got the sand!>

Homer, confused: We're on the beach, there's sand everywhere.

Zags: <Barry me in the water!>

Homer: ...what?

Mokuba: <I wanted to bring my own sand, the ruler should always have the best sand to ever sand.>

Homer: It's sand, there is no deferens in sand.

Zags: <Can I buy a taco?>

Homer: What, no, we brought snacks.

Random fletching: <Nice shorts jackass!>

-beat-

Homer: Okay, I'm not doing this. Melly!

Melinoe: <Yeah, yeah.>

-"Homers Alakazam walks up and places a finger on his head. After a quick flash of light, she steps away."-

-"Homer listens for a bit and smiles, all he can hear from the fletchling is chirping."-

Freyja: <What was that?>

Melinoe: <I blocked off his understanding of mons, for as long as I don't use any attacks that is. see watch. You're a stupid piece of shit!>

Homer: Thanks Melly, you're such a good girl.

-"Freyja and Melinoe think for a sec"-

Freyja: <Your breath stinks.>

Melly: <You have BO.>

Freyja: <You work out to much.>

Melly: <Your only friends are your pets.>

Freyja: <I watch Anubis as he sleeps.>

Anubis: <What was that?>

Freyja: <To the beach!>

-"Homer and his mons walk off towards the beach."-

-"unbeknownst to anybody, a modestly sized hole opens up in the sky and a yellow and black creature descends out of it. The holes closes and the Naganadel hovers over the water, looking towerds the beach in the distance."-

-"Suddenly, it starts dancing to a song stuck in its head a floats towards the beach."-

Let's all have fun