ITT: We are all Pokémon Trainers

-"Mokuba looks at Lita, a little confused"-

Mokuba: <Steel, but, your ruler is a ground type? I think... any whos, yous is permitted to carry thee... tea... for as longs as thy wants for your rulers legs get tired... but I have to be home before it gets dark or ells Anubis wont let me have dessert.>

-"Mor, still basically a toddler her self goes wide eyed and starts to panic, thinking that Lita is serious."-

Mor, adorably scared: <~um, um, um, p-please d-d-don't steal h-him ma-ma-ma-ma'ma. h-h-he ha-has a tr-trainer a-al-already.>

-"At least, that's what she tries to see, but it only comes out as adorable, unintelligible, squeaking noises."-

Lita gives Mor headpats.

"Don't worry I won't actually steal him."

She places Mokuba on her shoulders.

"Whose your trainer?"

-"A shocked Morigan leaps back, shyly hiding behind a flower pot."-

Mor: <~o-okay, p-please b-be carful though.~>

-"Meanwhile, Mokuba happily waves his arms in the air."-

Mokuba, happy: <You're RULER IS TALL NOW, BOW DOWN PEANUTS!... oh, mine royal avocado is named Homer, he lives in a closet.> -Mokuba flaps the flyers in the air- <he told us to hand out these... um, flyswatters!>

Morigan: <~flyers~>

"Don't worry I'll be careful."

She picks up a flyer and examines it more closely as he carefully walks around the room with Mokuba.

"Information broker, huh? Might be someone worth talking to."

-"Mokuba points in a random direction."-

Mokuba: <Forwards my companions, we must make Hasselhoff, and deliver these flyswatters to as many peasants as possible. CHARGE!>

Mor: <~M-Mokuba, that way leads to the pool.~>

Mokuba, not listening: <CHARGE!>

Lita giggles as she carries Mokuba off to do his pirate kingly duties.

-"Mokuba happily sits on Litas shoulders, using a rolled up flyer as a tellascope."-

-"Homer sits at his laptop, doing research on Möbius, team iron, holes in the sky, and mechanics."-

Mokuba: <Peasant, your ruler has returned... Can we have cake for dinner?>

-"Homer sighs and turns towards to door."-

Homer: Mokuba, for the last time, no, we can't have cake for... -notices Lita carrying Mokuba on her shoulder- Oh, um, hi?

Edited by OlympianSoul on Jul 8th 2018 at 5:22:36 AM

"So you're the owner of this adorable Cubone. I'm Lita."

She gingerly takes Mokuba off her shoulders and sets him on the floor.

"Your mons say your a guy that knows stuff?"

Homer, shrugging: More or less. Name's Homer, I'm what you call an information broker. I gather infotmation and then sell it to people.

-"Mokubs runs up to Zagreus."-

Mokuba, happy: <I got a piggy back ride!>

Zags: <That's nothen, I got a new brand of soda.>

-"The kadabra proudly chugs a bottle of shampoo."-

Zags, burping out a bubble: <mmm, tangy.>

Anubis: <Where did you even get that?>

Homer, to Lita: Ignore that, ignore all of that. Please.

"You got quite an odd bunch here."

She casually sits on Homer's bed.

"I need you to find info on someone for me."

Arthur sat on a log, staring at the tree... and the rift within, a red bundle of fabric next to him. He smiled a bit as he petted a Lucario sitting next to him, "Hm. Seems my time is up here. It was interesting to see the modern world. What did you think Lancelot?"

<Personally the food is better, but I am severely disappointed that your family line seems intent on getting themselves nearly killed over and over again.>

The Lucario looked at Lancelot, <Hey it was my choice, this shit happens.>

Arthur let out a chuckle, "Hopefully that's the last time for awhile that I need to use that all-tongue bark."

<Call it Language-gum.>

Arthur smirked, "So then, Silas. You seem to be prepared, even have yourself a vessel with which to explore the world. I don't fully understand it, a lot of how it works seems like magic."

<It's not, it's all science.>

"Which leaves me with only a few things left."

Hacks spoke up at last, "Yeah like why you let him pet you."

Arthur took the hand off of Silas who gripped at his scarf before saying, <It's because Arthur... you're my idol. The Grant family has a long history of people getting in over their heads, but you... you were the first. You're my hero, and I've always looked up to you.>

Arthur smiled, "Well at least I've inspired one person. But before I go, stand before me, and take off that artifact, I wish to give something to the man who dares to carry on my legacy."

Silas hopped off the log and took the scarf off, Hacks did the same and resumed Lucario form, ~This better be good.~

Arthur picked up the wrapped fabric and set it down on the log, unfurling it, "I noticed in your cabin on that ship of yours, it has some interesting blades mounted on it, but every weapon of yours seems to be a tool that can cast light. So, I aimed to fix that."

Arthur picked up a broadsword and smiled, handing it over to Silas, who stared at it in shock. The blade was simple and straightforward, with a blued tint to it, but the hilt was firm and seemed to be made with more modern materials, and what appeared to be a Heraldry symbol on it.

"Whenever you get the chance to replace that arm of yours, you'll be able to use this, though if you aren't much for something like this."

Silas handed Hacks the sword as Arthur picked up a shorter blade in a scabbard, and pulled it out to reveal what looked to be a modern combat knife.

"During my time here, I did some research on how warfare has changed, I notice you're attempting to do your own kind of fighting, but you lack the most basic useful tool. A knife, so I looked as to what has changed about knives-"

"Not a lot honestly," Silas responded.

That got a laugh out of Arthur, "Apparently, but here. Use it, you'll get more use out of it than just my sword."

Silas took the knife and looked it over, the blade was a blued steel as well. The handle was a modern material meant to be harder to lose grip of. The dull end of the blade though had one word engraved, "JACKAL".

Silas smiled, honestly smiled and with Hacks's help put the knife away, "So... gotta head back to your time then?"

Arthur nodded, "Time to resume my quest, and ensure this future where everything is safe happens."

Silas stepped forward and hugged Arthur, who reciprocated, "Good luck son, you're gonna need it to make whatever bastard you face terrified he ever messed with the Grant family."

Arthur let go, gave Silas a soft smile, said to Lancelot, "Come, we have to resume everything."

And with that, the two walked into the rift, it opened into a wormhole and swallowed the two hole, leaving Silas and Hacks standing on the path by themselves.

Silas sighed, "Okay guess I need to learn how to do knife tricks... also where the hell he got the resources to go Blacksmithing these things."

A envelope would be left with a seal meant only for Nana, inside she would find some bills for a considerable sum of cash and a note written in Kalosian.

After that were a few old coins from Arthur's time.

Arthur collapsed out of the rift and landed, "Guhh..."

"Arthur?"

Arthur looked up and was greeted with the familiar purple hood and graying beard of Merlin, the alchemist, his ally, his friend.

Arthur stood up, "Hello Merlin, I'm back at last."

"Arthur that's all well and good, but where the bloody hell did you go?"

"Forward, 600 years forward."

"Good god, what in the name of Xerneas did you see there?"

Arthur gave it some thought, "Hope. I saw a world that was hopeful."

Merlin nodded, "We best pray it stays that way then, if you're here now that means we can get back on track, it's been rough these past few days but we saw the Skeleton Lord Calikto pass through, we have no idea what the beast wants."

Arthur nodded and turned to Lancelot, "What do you say old friend?"

<I say you're a loony and we should wait.>

Arthur could understand that, "So. Merlin, about that Apprentice of yours."

Merlin quirked a brow.

Edited by EchoingSilence on May 27th 2019 at 3:15:51 AM

Melinoe, offended: <Speak for your self you little->

-"Homer quickly covers his Alakazams mouth, before she can start being, well, her."-

Homer: Alright then, what info and what person?

-"Freyja happily skips along, carrying a bag of groceries."-

Freyja: *tea hea* <Looks like this little eevee hit the jack pot. Man those Mr. Mimes were easy, just a little bat of the eyes and bam free food, suckers.>

-"Freyja starts dancing around, not caring who sees."-

Freyja: -sigh- <once Anny sees this heal fall for me like a rock in water.> mimics Anubis <Oh Freyja, you're so smart and pretty and talented at murdered fools, be my wife for ever and ever!>

-"The... Interesting eevee continues to laugh and dance, lost in her own little world."-

"Desmond Descartes. He's from Lumiose so I'd get your butr in gear before the team decides to move. I want anything you can dig up on him."

She notices the money in the letter left for her first, naturally.

"Aw sick old shiny guy money."

She then picks up the letter.

"..."

"I have no goddamn clue what this says."

Sapphire House

Nico: FREE FOOD!

-he heads for the refreshments-

Human!Ammy: You have Smash?

Stormchaser, Past

Thank you.

-He nods and downs his drink-

Lumiose City

-There's a Pent here. He's actually decided to wear his red outfit for once, though he seems rather... Off. Just sorta... Stiff? He's just sorta hanging around next to a road and watching the passing people-

Sapphire House

Shaun: "Respect, Nico."

-Jessica presses a button on a remote. A mirror on the wall blazes to life, revealing the mirror is actually an 80 inch televison. With a second button press, a small section of the wall slides down, revealing shelves lined with games and consoles.-

Shaun: "Like I said, it isn't much to look at. But if you know where to look..."

Jessica: "We can do 8-player Smash and take turns. Now, bride and groom, pick your teammates!"

-Ace and Tsunami quietly deliberate.-

Ace: <I'll take Shaun, Diane, Sky, Alyssa, Tagg, Maggie, Umbra, Lightning, and Ruby.>

Tsunami: <Jessica, Azura, Maggie, Gogie, Akim'bleer, Jamie, Ammy, and Beowulf.>

-Kitchen's full of standard party food. Fruit, veggie, and meat platters. Finger sandwiches, cupcakes, sushi. Various drinks ranging from Croagunk Cola and Rum and Croa to fruit juice and wine.-

Edited by SwiftSeraph on Jul 8th 2018 at 9:00:22 AM

-Fortis is looking out over things when she finds a familiar shape on the horizon-

Fortis: Eek!

Stormchaser, lounge

-Mezzo was happily sleeping on the couch, pillows back in place now, right up until her little sister has shaken her awake-

Fortis: Oh my gosh Piano we need to go! That big metal thing is back!

Mezzo: Whuh?

Fortis: I saw it out on the plains outside the city!

Mezzo: That's ni—

Lumiose Badlands

Mezzo: —ce?

-Mezzo is dropped unceremoniously onto the dirt and looks up to see a Lunala-

Astral: <Sorry, but I knew we needed to get here as soon as possible.>

Mezzo: Ow.

-they have teleported right next to the shape, which is indeed a Celesteela-

Celesteela: ▼√•♦ ↨♣∞é≈

Astral: <We meet again, •☣♫♦♠▼.>

Mezzo: Seriously? We're doing this whole Ultra Beast crap again? Nope. I'm out, it's been real, see you never.

-Mezzo starts walking away before she is slammed to the ground (again) by the Celesteela's leg crashing in front of her-

Mezzo: Arceusdammit.

Akim'bleer: <...What's Smash, dude?>

Celesteela: ♂•éé☣◙ ♠◙☣

Mezzo: ♂•éé☣◙ ♠◙☣ you too.

Celesteela: §♠≥ ≈♠ ◙♠√ ▓☣é♠◙☼ ♣☣♦☣

Astral: <You're wrong.>

Celesteela: ◙♠♦ ≈♠ §♠≥, ▼√•♦ ↨♣∞é≈

Astral: <This is their home. And I won't let you try to hurt Mother again.>

Celesteela: √♣☣◙ ¶♣§ •♦☣ √♣☣§ ♂•éé☣◙

Astral: <She fell to find me, and I brought her home.>

-the Celesteela pauses a moment-

Celesteela: •↨↨☣■√•▓é☣

Fortis: Oh my gosh! I have no idea what's going on!

Mezzo: -eyerolls- Wow, really?

Astral: <And who are you, anyway?>

Celesteela: ∞ ♦☣♀♠±☣ √♣♠▼☣ √♣•√ ≈♠ ◙♠√ ▓☣é♠◙☼ ∞◙ √♣∞▼ ≥◙∞±☣♦▼☣

Mezzo: Blah blah blah.

-the Celesteela points an arm at the tear in the sky-

Celesteela: √♣☣ ♠♦≈☣♦ ∞▼ ♂•éé∞◙☼ •■•♦√

Astral: <I understand. I can try to help however I can.>

Celesteela: ≥◙≈☣♦▼√♠♠≈. ♣♠¶☣±☣♦, ∞ é☣•±☣ §♠≥ • ¶•♦◙∞◙☼

Mezzo: Hey, can we go now?

Astral: <Let it finish speaking.>

Celesteela: ▓☣¶•♦☣ √♣☣ ▓é∞◙≈∞◙☼ ♠◙☣. ∞√ ¶∞éé ▼☣☣♫ §♠≥ •◙≈ √♦§ √♠ ↨♠◙▼≥♀☣ §♠≥♦ é∞☼♣√

Astral: <You mean the one called Necrozma?>

Celesteela: √♣•√ ∞▼ ♠◙☣ ♠♂ ∞√▼ ◙•♀☣▼

Astral: <I am aware.>

Celesteela: √♣☣◙ ♀§ √•▼♫ ♣☣♦☣ ∞▼ ↨♠♀■é☣√☣

-the Celesteela plants both arms into the ground, then rockets off into the sky-

Fortis: Oh my gosh!

Mezzo: Good riddance, bastard!

Lumiose

Hae-won is around.

Driftveil City, Team Plasma Safehouse:

Mark was at a loss for any questions to ask, at least for a few moments before one more idea came to mind as he then told Hajime to ask the Deerling, "Can you think of any reason why we shouldn't go into that tunnel up north?"

Driftveil City, Plasma Safehouse

Deerling: <Uh... you don't like dirt? Or caves? I don't know...>

Homer: Alright then. -throws on his coat- Melly, Anny, you two are coming with me.

Mokuba: <What, I wanna go... I don't know what we're doing, but I wanna go.>

Homer: Less people with me means less people I have to watch. Freyja will be back soon, so you and Mor just play with Zags or something. -To Lita- Any thing ells you can tell me before I leave?

Edited by OlympianSoul on Jul 9th 2018 at 3:45:51 AM

"He's hard to find. Also somebody gave me his number but it doesn't seem to work."

Hands him a paper.