The Party

Not sure, but unless I'm wrong the last case of the other way around was Deziree.

-Pent sorta... He sorta goes a little quiet and sighs-

I'm fine, I'm fine.

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

The Party

“No. You’re not. There’s something about this Deziree character that makes you feel uncomfortable. C’mon, tell me. No judgment, swear on Arceus’ unholy flank,” he promised.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

The Party

Okay so it's a little roundabout but... I just haven't been able to get around to doing stuff with Selene... Between certain problems on her end with the rest of Dune's adjacent sphere of influence and my own isolation most of the time... Yeah just sorta ending up feeling lonely most of the time...

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

Stormchaser

-blip!-

-Mew materializes, holding spaghetti boxes which she quickly tosses at the Fletchling-

Mew: ~Thanks for getting me out of there♥~

~What's up?~

Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages?

The Party

“The most solace I can offer,” he began, “is saying that you aren’t the only one who feels lonely. Seriously, where is everyone? I sent my location, is it because it’s Friday the 13th?!” He put his head in a hand and quickly shook his head. “And I can imagine that you can’t get the same joy from speaking with your team since us humans need human contact, regardless of how well we speak ‘mon,” he deduced.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

The Party

And my team's kinda... I dunno like the ones that are most into talking are a bit abrasive?

-He shrugs-

I mean Selene is only a human part-time but yeah...

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

The Party

“And in the back of your mind, Selene’s still a ‘mon, so it’s still not gratifying to speak to them, even if they adopt a human facade since it’s just a facade?” He hypothesized.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

The Party

-Pent was silent for a moment, trying to process that-

No..? My problem involving Selene is that I've been unable to do stuff with her recently. Sorry if my last response led you to your conclusion.

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

The Party

<That’s the conclusion he’d reached about himself a few months ago, so he figured your situation was close enough to have the same answer,> Amaterasu explained. <Aside from us, he barely has anyone, and that’s something he’s accepted years ago - until now - so he doesn’t really know how invaluable it is. Sorry on his egocentric behalf.>

Colt silently shrugged. He deserved that.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

The Party

Ah...

-He nods and looks over the tails-

I uh... I think that's as much combing I can do without being redundant about it. ^_^;

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

The Party

Amaterasu looked at her freshly-combed tails, flitting them and watching her Shininess causing them to glisten in that trademark way.

She made an attempt to hug Pentigan, an experience that her trainer had never known. Because unlike every prior instance, this one was heartfelt.

Colt didn’t really notice; he was finishing off both the cake and the foreword.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

Lumiose City, outskirts

Alisher perked up a little at that name.

"Well, would you know where he might be?"

Timers to measure time, thermometers to measure thermomets, mometers to measure mom, and measuring containers to measure measurements.

Mistralton haunted house

-Kazuma continued upstairs in search of the room Ramona last saw her ghostly friend, watching for the next prank (or worse) whatever ghost-types decided to try pulling to force the group to leave-

Kazuma: "Well, Chupacabras supposedly drink blood... But I think they're generally assumed to be alive, like Golbat, not undead like Dracula. It'd still be worth capturing on film though."

The GM House

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Stormchaser, past

Channah: -flinches- <Eep!>

Mari: 0_o

Big Savings: -catches one and inspects it-

Channah: <Er. Hi. Wondering if you can do me a favor. I've got an Espeon in my head, y'see, and uh...> -makes a complicated gesture at her head that looks a bit like some obscene nonsense in sign language-

There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.

-Mezzo hears a "beep" on her phone and looks at her texts-

Mezzo: Screw that noise.

-and tosses the phone away-

-she resumes playing on her Switch, then pauses a moment-

Mezzo: Hey Fortis, your moon bat thing can travel between universes, right?

Fortis: Uh huh!

Astral: <That is within my capabilities.>

Mezzo: Could they go to the Dream World? See, there's this asshole jester I'd love to give a piece of my mind...

Astral: <The what?>

-Mezzo stares at Astral-

Mezzo: Hold on, you're a literal moon god and you don't know what the Dream World is?

Astral: <I've never heard of such a universe.>

Fortis: It's the place where dreams come true! And one time we went there and fought this scary bug queen flower thing and saved all the good dreams!

Mezzo: Uh... not exactly. It's this sort of collective dreamscape of Pokémon. I know a few guys on the other side, they're kind of jerks but I've helped them out before with like... big crisis stuff. Not big enough to have any effect on the waking world, I think.

Astral: <Strange.>

Mezzo: ...Do you even sleep?

Astral: <I slept for a long while as a cocoon.>

Mezzo: That doesn't count.

Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.

Lilycove, Past, 2018 Hoenn Grand Festival, Finals

Emcee: And here we are ladies and gentlemen! The Finals of this year's Grand Festival! Please give a big round of applause to our two finalists! First up is a first-time grand fesival participant, let's hear it for the latest crouching Incinaroar, Taiga Fujimaru!

-As the audience cheers, a young woman with brown hair and brown eyes in a green dress over a yellow and black-striped shirt all but skips and bounds to her place stopping with a bit of a spin while waving at the audience.-

Taiga: Helllooo, everyone! Thanks for the warm welcome!

Emcee: And her opponent is non-other than Renard Clavis, a veteran coordinator who has already won two Ribbon Cups this year! Will he be able to take a third home?

-Ren walks up to his position wearing a white frock coat suit with a red vest and ascot, and all with with silver trim and highlights. A new black Z-ring gleams on his left wrist above the handle of his Mega-cane, indicating he and his team had been busy in the week between the Johto Grand Festival.-

Taiga: Why are you all so done up? I feel so under dressed.

Ren: It tradition, but I doubt anyone will hold it against you.

Taiga: Well then I guess I have to make up for it in other ways! Reikan! Otoko! Let's show'em what we got!

-A serious-looking Incineroar with it's arms crossed is sent out along side a Luxray with a childish spring to her demeanor. Both of them have perpetually squinty eyes.-

Reikan: <You ready, Neko?>

-The Incinroar takes a stance more akin to a karate-ka than a wrestler.-

Otoko: <At least you know my preferred name...>

-The Luxray extends her claws.-

Ren: Storm and fire... Then the stage is set! Baleno and Carlotta, it's show time!

*BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGG!*

Emcee: And there's the horn! Let the final match begin!

GRAND FESTIVAL FINALS! Veteran Coordinator Ren vs. Exuberant Teacher Taiga!

-Reikan and Otoko both loose a mighty roar, Intimidate-ing Baleno and Carlotta, while also igniting the latter's Competitive spirit. Ren's points fall slightly.-

Taiga: Hah-hah! Ladies first! Otoko! Thunderbolt on the Milotic! Reikan finish it off with a Thunder Punch!

-While the pair's movements lack elegance, their coordination shows through in that the two feline pokemon are well in step with each other as the streak of electricity is timed to hit Carlotta moments before the punch will land... Until the all the electricity starts arcing towards Blaeno and is absorbed harmlessly in to his tail as his cheeks shine and spark with extra power.-

Baleno: <Ahhhh~ That hits the spot!>

-Reikan blinks as Carlotta blocks his fist without harm.-

Carlotta: <How DARE you! My manager has commanded a performance worthy of my talents! You will NOT ruin my appearance!>

Ren: Carlotta, Hidden Power! Baleno, Signal Beam right behind it!

-Baleno leaps and slides next to Carlotta as she spreads her tail fan as the fins glitter like jewels. Baleno grins at the Incineroar as his cheeks begin to flash in a rainbow of colors. Reikan leaps away to put distance between him and the double attack... Only for the blue diamonds from Carlotta to fly at Otoko and the prismatic beam of light to hit him in the face as the diamonds glittering in the light if the Signal Beam hit Otoko, who still managed to avoid the worst of the attack.-

-Ren's points top off while Taiga's points plummet.-

Taiga: Huuuuwaaaaa?

Present

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Lumiose

Julius: At the ship, come on!

-he starts leading Alisher off-

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Contact Me!

Textspace

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Ramona, pumped: I know right! <3... huh, do you hear something?

-"As she said that, a strange creature slowly began turning the corner. It look like a woman with long flowing hair, but on closer inspection it's eyes were a bright red scarlet, and it was currently missing the lower half of its body, its spine dragging on the floor making a sound, Teke teke, teke teke!"-

-"Ramona and her mons look at in surprise."-

Victor: <What?>

Norma: <The fuck?>

Hyde: <Is it wearing?>

-"Ramona let out a loud gasp."-

Ramona, WAY to happy about this: It's a Teke teke! The spirit of a young woman who got cut in half after falling into the train tracks. She now wonders the living world in search of her lower half, while simultaneously subjugating others to her fate. This is sooooo cooooll!!!!!!!! <3

Aya, running away: <AHHHH, I DON'T WANNA DIE!>

-"And with that, the Teke teke charges towards the group, eyes glowing with rage."-

-"Ramonas Lucario quickly jumps in front of her master, who is currently filming with a big smile across her face."-

-"Edmond watches the Hoenn contest finals on the TV, tears streaming down his face."-

Edmond: That, -sniff- was beautiful!

-"Unable to contain his emotions any more the sixteen year old weeps loudly."-

Jade: <Wuss.>

-"Edmonds sister, Marge, then walks up to him."-

Marge: Hey, would you get off the TV, I wanna watch the J-team show.

Edmond, whipping his tears away: Oh sorry sis... hey, what's that?

-"Edmond points to the paper his sister is holding, and, with a smug smile, she hands it to him."-

Let's all have fun

Lumiose City

-Having finally recovered from his lengthy stay in hospital, Shun is now here, tapping out a text on his phone as he walks away from the airport.-

-He pockets his phone.-

Tara: You know, for partners, you two really don't talk much.

Shun: We operate effectively independent of one another. Whilst I do miss his company, I would like to believe that I am a capable solo investigator, as is he.

Tara: Yeah, but I figured you'd want to tell the person you're closest to what's kept you incapacitated for the last three months.

Shun: And I figured you'd want to tell the person you're closest to how you feel about them, but here we are.

-There's silence for a moment.-

Shun: Too far?

Tara: Too far.

Shun: Fair. Anyway, I believe the best course of action would be to investigate the scene of the latest crime, which would be Jaide Jewellers.

Tara: Lead the way, Glass Houses.

-The two continue down the streets.-

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.

The GM House

"Atreyu and I had appeared in a competition recently, and we wowed the stage with our ring of fire act where Atreyu uses his scales to coat himself in fire and and dance about the stage. We spent a long time working on it to prevent burning him."

Hannah sighed, "Maybe someone in the Competition wanted him?"

JD had stepped into the building and begun to observe, the attacker had been thorough in most areas, but sloppy in others. The style he could gleam showed a good ability to adapt to the situation, if not outright improving upon it.

Still, JD couldn't help but wonder... if the criminal had this much skill, why use it for crime? Crime he had found was very rewarding in the short run, but in the long term just wasn't useful.

The GM House

-Ren, Cambria, Rio, and Ren's Teleport-ers appear outside the wall of the GM house.-

Ren: -to Cambria and Rio as he recalls his various mon- Just help Dezi make sure nothing happens to our bodies while we're inside.

-The small party waves to the Sigilglyph keeping a lookout as the head through the outer gate. Ren knocks on the door.-

Ren: Dezi! It's Ren, Cambria, and Rio. We're here.

Lumiose City, Jaide Jewellers

-Shun and Tara walk up to the entrance of the store, which has been covered in yellow warning tape and guarded by a police officer who locks eyes with Shun as he approaches.-

Policeman: Stop right there! I won't let just anyone into the crime scene withou-

Shun: Detective Shun Hontou, International Police.

-He raises his badge.-

Shun: I've been assigned to investigate this burglary and bring the perpetrator to justice.

Policeman: ...Oh.

-He deflates slightly.-

Policeman: Are you sure you don't want to battle?

Shun: Yes.

Policeman: Really? Because that sounds like something an impostor would-

Shun: You've seen my badge. Quite frankly I'm shocked that this was deemed an appropriate means of testing my credentials in the first place.

-The officer deflates further.-

Policeman: ...Okay. Your friend still can't come in, though.

Shun: I can vouch for her. She's-

Tara: No, no, don't worry about me. Honestly, I'd much rather be investigating Lumiose's cafes than her crime scenes. See ya later, Shortstack.

-She turns and wanders off.-

Shun: ...Thank you for your uncompromising support.

Policeman: Does this mean you'd be up for a battle n-

Shun: No.

-He ducks under the tape and starts looking around the scene.-

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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.