Harold was filling out a application forum, going over everything, "Jeez there's a lot of paperwork involved in joining a league."
Stylus was sitting beside him playing a game, <Well yeah. Why do you think I never bothered before?>
As Harold finished, someone beside him spoke up, "Neat Lucario. Why is his arm metal?"
"Accident, amazing what can cut off a arm."
Stylus ignored the commenter, <Okay who's first?>
Abridged!Mezzo is seen
Abridged!Mezzo: Okay so I know things are bad, the world is covered in eternal Darkness. The ghost lord has arisen! Our greatest enemy is currently useless!
Abridged!Jacob: -Drunkenly- And the minibar is out of pudding cups!
Abridged!Mezzo: Do we have any backup plan whatsoever?!
The Team starts to mumble among themselves
Abridged!Mezzo: Great, down to me to fix this.
Abridged!Ever: Why don't I just go up there and deal with the maggot myself.
The screen is now focused intently on Abridged!Ever's eyes
Abridged!Ever: And remind him of the pecking order.
Abridged!Mezzo: I'd rather not risk him gaining control of the dunsparce horde Ever.
It appeared rather unannounced, but there it was, season 2 of the new J-Team Anime, picking up where Season 1 had left off.
The first episode dealt with the appearance of Missingno, and how reality started to distort around them, the J-Team seemingly being forcefully ripped from each other as reality bended.
The series itself started to follow the J-Teamers attempting to deal with Missingno and find its weakness, slowly pulling themselves back together, with Tagg surprisingly starting to hear his mons talking to him beyond what was going on, before being reunited with the others as they knew Missingno's weakness.
Then came episode 15 of the season, The attack on Missingno, the episode was mostly action, the characters cornering Missingno, who let out a shriek and instituted one last bend of reality.
It ended with the J-Team waking up, finding themselves in a forest, their mons gone, and their bodies altered.
They had become pokemon.
The fan reaction was mass confusion as to this direction.
pain peko
Abandoned Megamart(?)
-Acerola twitches.-
-Acerola's eyes roll back into her head and she starts convulsing.-
-And flickering.-
Elizabeth: "WOAH"
Oberon: <Drop thy illusion, sister.>
-Acerola freezes in place, shattering to reveal a Totem Mimikyu.-
<Seeeeeee...meeeee?>
Edited by SwiftSeraph on Aug 12th 2018 at 10:26:17 AM
"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"
Some Rando
Sinnoh League - Ground Chamber
The door slowly creaked open, a dude in a jacket entering and waving politely to the old lady looking at him enter. He felt a little self-conscious before he remembered.
She’s not battling. I’m not beating her, he thought. “Shall we get started, then?”
''
Bertha sent out Whiscash!
Colton sent out Roy!
The Blaziken looked at the derpy Water-type put in front of him, considered his options and raked him across the face, watching him realize what he was here for,
''
A critical hit!
Whiscash recovered himself and looked at his assailant before the entire battlefield became host to very unpleasant conditions.
''
Roy was buffeted!
The sand picked up and Colton erected a Protect to shield himself from the sandstorm as best he could. Roy didn’t have the luxury, barely even able to speak up from the sand in his mouth.
<Clutch it like a cornerstone,>
“Otherwise it all comes down.”
He used the flash of Mega-Evolution to disguise his ascent to the ceiling. Whiscash took the blow.
When Roy landed, the ground slowly gave out, then erupted.
Having been launched a fair distance up, Roy was somewhat able to navigate over to Whiscash and reopen a wound.
''
Whiscash fainted!
Bertha looked at the Mega-Evolved Pokémon incredulously before she reconstituted herself.
A pyre struck across her body the moment her tail scraped the ground.
The ground gave in between where they were standing. With all the sediment dampening his fire, scraping him, as well as just the sheer concussive force, Roy couldn’t stand up anymore.
Proud of the progress, but unable to express it, Colton threw in the next ‘mon with as much visible emotion as he would replacing a battery.
Without even pausing to breathe, the Samurott dug his seamitar into the earth.
Water erupted around him and fell from the sky.
After the geyser vanished Gliscor struck like she had seen this before.
The rain dripped more and more on the water-type’s seamitar as he drew it out, the water reaching absurd size until he slashed Gliscor and it all just fell to the ground.
Gliscor slowly recovered in midair before she jammed her tail into the ground and shook rapidly.
Eventually using his seamitar to root himself, Helmsman simply swung it at Gliscor when the room stopped spinning.
Gliscor, less than impressed, bit Helmsman and made sure she got a fair amount of his fur.
The ice crystals in his fur were the last thing on Helmsman’s mind, evidenced by his first reaction to the wound.
''
Gliscor fainted!
Bertha returned Gliscor with the same straight face that Colton did Roy.
On the upshot, their clothes weren’t dusty anymore.
Bertha didn’t care.
''
Hippowdon’s Sand Stream!
“DAMMIT ALL TO THE DARKEST DEPTHS OF DISTORTION!” Colton alliterated. “I JUST GOT THESE WASHED!”
Helmsman, in mock revenge, ran down Hippowdon with his strongest technique.
Helmsman and Hippowdon both took how much damage the move did with surprise.
<DAMN THIS SAND!>
''
Helmsman fainted!
“Heh, that rhymed,” Colton muttered as he returned his starter’s collapsed form. He kissed the Pokéball’s lid, spat out the sand, ate more sand and ultimately just hid his face behind his jacket from the storm while throwing out his next ‘mon.
<Asdf!> Sylveon exclaimed as she spat out sand. <GIVE ME SOME WARNING NEXT TIME!>
Hippowdon didn’t seem to care about Sylveon’s complaints, what with his initial reaction.
Sylveon also yawned, but stifled her breathing a little bit, just enough to get one last move off.
''
Hippowdon fainted!
Sylveon fell asleep!
“Oh, for the love of - it’s not even been two hours!” Colt exclaimed, to Bertha’s confusion.
“That does it, she’s staying out there if she thinks she can slack on the battlefield.”
''
Golem used Fire Punch!
Golem used Thunder Punch!
Sylveon woke up!
She shook her head and looked at the singed and frizzy sections of her fur.
<What the hell?!> She demanded.
“We’ve had plenty of time to wake up! We aren’t stopping the battle for you!”
<IT WASN’T EVEN MY DECISION!>
''
Sylveon’s Quick Claw!
<YOU’D THINK AFTER SEVEN YEARS YOU’D KNOW THIS!>
''
Golem used Fire Punch!
Sylveon fainted - wait, she’s getting up - oh, she’s tapping out.
Sylveon quickly ran back to her trainer and leaped onto his chest. Colton caught her in her arms and hugged her, pet her, apologized.
As they both had a little moment, A ‘ball opened up.
Before anyone could blink he was on the other side of Golem. He gestured for Bertha to wait.
Golem suddenly convulsed a lot and soon fell.
''
Golem fainted!
“You really love doing that, eh?” Colton observed, Sylveon standing beside him and using a Hyper Potion on her wounds.
<In the time between contact and convulsions, I can mentally say it. What’s not to love?> Lucario posed rhetorically.
He managed to keep himself from saying <shut up, D.C.> long enough to watch his next opponent land.
Lucario responded with hard light.
Rhyperior took the attack like he was having a laser pointer pointed at him, and didn’t even pause to let Lucario’s attack die down when he slammed his foot.
Lucario looked up from his back and ran down Rhyperior again, much like he did with Mach Punch. Only this time, Lucario appeared to vanish for a moment, and the only thing you could notice were occasional flashes of his fists, feet, and at one point his head, colliding with Rhyperior.
Lucario ended a couple of metres from Rhyperior, looking away from him as Rhyperior slowly fell face-first.
''
Rhyperior fainted!
Man of a Thousand Titles Colton has defeated Elite Four Bertha!
Knight Cheesebeam
Stormchaser, way back
"Grass/Fairy," Alisher stated. "Is there a way of chasing things that go into the vents?"
Timers to measure time, thermometers to measure thermomets, mometers to measure mom, and measuring containers to measure measurements.
The Wanderer
Stormchaser
-To Garrett-
You're welcome, I guess. Couldn't let people get eaten alive if I could do something about it.
Even ones I'm not super enthused with.
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
They who say "heck"
Stormchaser
-Kala, after some time and thinking, decides that the best thing to do would be to start looking for Kael tomorrow, to give him time in case he does come back in the night. He also decides to try sleeping inside the Ultra Ball as an experiment. He takes a glance over at Kael's bed before doing so, though.-
Kala: <...>
-Doing this just makes him sad, and he recalls himself to the Ultra Ball immediately afterwards, not wanting to have to look over at it any more than he has to.-
Lumiose City News, Channel 8
Reporter: ...In other news, a Braixen was spotted running amok on Route 5 earlier today, intimidating the local Pokemon and causing trainers to be more wary of the tall grass than usual. If you or anyone else you know has information on this Braixen, you are advised to contact the proper authorities, and if you encounter it directly, run away as soon as possible unless your Pokemon can handle it.
like christ, but with more nails
Stormchaser
Garrett: I just regret not being able to strangle that kid myself, considering I'd been chasing him for fucking ages, but hey, it's done and over with. -smiles- I'm glad someone's looking out for her. Other than her -heavy air quotes- - "team", obviously.
Channah: I'm right here.
Garrett: Exactly.
Channah: I should've let you die.
Garrett: -brightly- Wow, Garrett, thanks so much for creating a bodyguard of Wobbuffet just for me when you retired from training, and trying for years to nip that little shitstain in the bud before he came back to do creepy Obscura shit to me. Not to mention nearly dying for me in the end. I really appreciate the brotherly concern.
Channah: -throws her hands in the air and gives Tagg a long-suffering look- I'm sorry.
Edited by Metanoia on Aug 12th 2018 at 1:03:46 PM
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.
The Wanderer
Stormchaser
Well they ruined my not-quite a date back in Mossdeep... But I've dealt with worse, like Constantin.
-Moving slightly ahead-
They've got a ways to go, but they're there for her I'm not sure if I'd trust Dolabella in particular though..., and that's the important part. Power and strategy isn't all that goes into being a trainer.
Edited by rmctagg09 on Aug 12th 2018 at 1:28:09 PM
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
like christ, but with more nails
Stormchaser
Garrett: Eh. More or less true, but they are the most important. The backbone of Pokémon training and all that. -to Channah, with a hint of reproach- I do actually care what happens to you, you know. Just saying.
Channah: Good for you.
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.
The Wanderer
Stormchaser
-To Garrett, slightly more forcefully-
I'd say the backbone of training is the bond between trainer and Pokémon. If you're not friends, than what's the point, it's a mockery of the Vow. My mons trust in me, and I in them.
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
like christ, but with more nails
Stormchaser
Garrett: -shrugs, looking a little disquieted at Channah's response- -to Tagg- Don't see how that follows. I mean, I trust my party not to disobey or utterly fuck things up too much. Any more than that is excessive. Occasionally disturbing. Bonds are for pets, not a trainer's Pokémon.
Channah: -huffs and turns away-
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.
The Eccentric Electric
Clay Cave:
The remaining swarm mon that weren't put to sleep were hit by the bubble attack, with one of the durants getting completely wrecked as they got drenched and even had some bubbles burst in their eyes, causing them to lose their will to fight. One of the four remaining Durant was pelted by the leech seeds that latched onto them, however the effects of the move wouldn't be that noticeable until a few turns in.
Meanwhile Chopper would instantly defeat another Onix with a Mega Punch straight to the face between their eyes, hard enough to send the rock snake flying into a wall, however the impact wasn't enough to damage the scenery. It helped that they were weakened by the bubble attack used by Rumba moments ago. Rookie was more determined to prove their worth, and resorted to using a quick attack on the low-health Woobat (who was already close to their last bit of HP from Rumba's attack) in the form of an axle kick that sent Rookie's opponent flying straight into the ground and in no condition to fly anytime soon. Magneman, who was currently on a roll, only continued dishing out damage with a spark attack that was super effective against a surprisingly tough Durant, and while they weren't KO'd yet, they were left at critical health.
As close as victory seemed, the battle wasn't over yet as the remaining Onix that used Dig ended up targeting Chopper, who was violently thrown off their feet and launched midair for several moments before landing face-down on the ground with about 78% of their health remaining. The 4 durants this time tried focusing their attacks on Rumba, alternating between bug bite and fury cutter.
Edited by ParadoxialStratagem on Aug 13th 2018 at 10:01:42 AM
Living The Fever Dream
The Wanderer
Stormchaser
-A bit sharper in tone-
I'd disagree, and so would most if not everyone else on this airship.
Muddy: <Pet? Please.>
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
like christ, but with more nails
Stormchaser, past
Channah: ...
Garrett: -breezily, adjusting his shades- Oh, I'm aware a lot of people do. It's part of why I left the competitive scene. Too much affection leads to a certain amount of stagnancy. Speaking of training... -suddenly holds up Big Savings' pokeball, then pockets it- Really, noosh? A Tentacool?
Channah: How - What are you -
Garrett: -rocks back and forth on his heels- Encouraging you to find a better Water-type. I know you've always had bad tastes in them, but seriously. Try harder.
Channah: -holds her hand out expectantly-
Garrett: -cocks an eyebrow, smiling-
Channah: -repressive stare- Don't make me -
Garrett: - punch you? -to Tagg- She actually did, once. I was impressed. At her willingness to attack me in public, if not the piss-poor throw.
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.
The Wanderer
Stormchaser, yesterday
-Visibly displeased-
-In the sort of tone that's normally reserved for fighting evil teams-
Give your sister back her ball. I won't ask a second time.
Edited by rmctagg09 on Aug 13th 2018 at 1:14:12 PM
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Clay Tunnel
Rumba: <Heh, nice.>
Buddy: <Thank you...> He says, getting some energy back from the Leech Seed.
Rumba: <Don't mention it. Now...>
She shoots a Bubblebeam at the remaining Durant.
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
They who say "heck"
Stormchaser, present
-Kala wakes up, releasing himself from the Ultra Ball. To his surprise, it was probably some of the best sleep he's ever had.-
Kala: <...C-can't say I was expecting that.>
-He then remembers what he was going to do, and decides to start looking as soon as possible, except... Kael gets in the way.-
Kala: <K-kael!>
Kael: <You can relax, I'm back... not that big of a deal, anyway. It's like I said, if you get to go out, so do I.>
-Kael picks up Kala and brings him back over to his bed, sitting down on his own bed.-
Kael: <I assume you want to know exactly what I did, right?>
Kala: <T-that'd be nice, yes... y-you don't have to, though.>
Kael: <Well, I'm going to anyway, since it's pretty interesting...>
-Kael then begins to recount his little expedition to Route 5.-
Lumiose City News
Reporter: Following up on a story from yesterday, the Braixen terrorizing Route 5 yesterday has since been identified as "Kael", who is being trained by someone only known and registered as "Kala". The duo are also suspected in the theft of an Ultra Ball from a Lumiose Pokemart earlier in the week, nearly setting the center aflame in the process. If you have any information as to their current whereabouts, you are, again, advised to contact the local authorities. It is more than likely they are dangerous and should not be directly confronted due to the potential risks involved.
-Unsurprisingly, the local news stations are overhyping their recent exploits due to a seeming lack of things to talk about otherwise.-
like christ, but with more nails
Stormchaser, past
Garrett: -peers at Tagg- ...Wow. You're... actually going down that path? Gonna say yes. -thinks for a moment, then comes to some kind of internal decision- Alright, then! -tosses the pokéball back at Channah, who catches it against her chest- That looks like my cue to check out before property damage ensues.
Hale: -looks as though he really wants a tail to lash against the floor-
Garrett: -to Channah, a touch loftily- Good to see you. If you want a coach or a sparring partner, just ask. -leans toward Tagg- Good luck with her. You'll need it. -exits, pursued by a Gage-
Channah: -flips off his retreating figure-
Edited by Metanoia on Aug 13th 2018 at 1:53:54 PM
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.
The Wanderer
Stormchaser, yesterday
-Says nothing to Garrett's retreating form before turning to Channah-
You okay?
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
The Eccentric Electric
Clay Cave:
The remaining durants are completely pwned, and the bubble attack weakened the onix enough to fall victim to Chopper's revenge attack that took form of an airborne roundhouse kick to the left side of his opponent's face. In a few moments, it was clear Mark and Hajime were the winners of this fight, as the remaining swarm mons were in a deep sleep, and by the time they woke up they'd be out of their trance and going about their own business (unless of course, they were brainwashed again).
"Damn good work everybody, now let's get out of here before another swarm shows up," Mark congratulated before returning his magnemite and riolu, keeping Chopper out as usual. He then wondered, "Part of me wants to head back the way we came, but I'd really rather keep looking around. That ambush tells me whatever's going on here is definitely what we're looking for."
Living The Fever Dream
A dumpster just outside Stormchaser
Shutter waits anxiously outside impatiently, followed by Charger, floating around as if they're looking for someone. They hear a rustling in the bushes.A pidgey with a camera appears
Charger: <There you are. Get back inside.>
Shutter: Scout, how did you get out?
Scout: <Someone left the door open.>
Shutter: Well, you're not getting in trouble this time.
Charger: <Not from him, anyway, young lady. I can't account for the angry rotom inside the airship.>
Shutter: I'll talk her out of it. I'm just glad she didn't wander off too far, with that rogue braixen on the loose and all.
A vaguely nerdy voice is heard in a dumpster.
Unseen figure: pssst.
Shutter: Oh crap. Of all the days.
Unseen figure: Shutter...
Charger: <Mmmmmm... maybe it's that bad guy.>
Shutter: Is it just me or is this airship's security just like Hole-ridden East Kalosian cheese?
Charger: <Shall I attack it?>
Shutter: Sure, why not. [*Takes on a bombastic pose that probably best fits a mouthy ten-year-old*] Charger, thunder shock!
Unseen figure: STOP! IT'S ME!
Edited by MasterJayAM on Aug 29th 2018 at 11:53:18 PM
Clay Tunnel
Hajime: "Right, this looks like the right place."
He recalls Buddy.
"Sorry, but some rest might be good after all that..."
Rumba: <I'm still good to go.>
Mauville
Sholto, Kaisei, and Ghostus are in the mall court, eating sushi, yakitori, and the emotions of confused people, respectively.
Ghostus: <Geez, can't believe they hit the Thornes for that.>
Kaisei: "I can. They're clearly worried if they're gonna lash out like that."
Sholto: <Mm... maybe... still don't like that they attacked them. Granted, I'd be concerned in a different way if they found Lisa's and my house.>
Ghostus: <You're not stopping, though, are you?>
Sholto: <Of course not! We'll need to watch out for the Thornes, yeah, but if we give up because they're threatening us, they win and just keep doing this gross stuff.>
Kaisei: "I couldn't agree more. I'm glad Hazard's somewhere else for now since he's in pretty deep, but..."
Ghostus: <Hey, if they mess with any of ours, I'm more than happy to give them hell.>
Kaisei: "I figured. Thanks."
Ghostus: <Hey, no worries.>
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
like christ, but with more nails
Stormchaser, past
Channah: -rolls her eyes- Yeah.
Hale: <HeisjustasIremembered.>
Channah: That's not as bad as he can be.
Stormchaser, now
Channah: -watching the local news- (Looks like Kala's settling in nicely.)
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.
The Eccentric Electric
Clay Cave:
"Not a bad idea, that swarm put up a better fight than I thought they would. It's a good thing you put over half of them to sleep in one move, or we probably wouldn't have gotten out of that," Mark replied in a complimentary sense as he busted out a lemonade for himself and another one for his Machop companion from his pack.
"The woobat brought us here because they wanted us here, which I suspect is further away from the swarm leaders...unless they're really stupid enough to bring us right to their hideout. I'm not sure if we should explore this tunnel, or take the mine cart back the opposite direction to see if they're hiding out on the other side of the cavern," He then wondered aloud.
Living The Fever Dream
Xymansion - Past
Lucius: If you say so...
-He cuddles up close to Xylander.-
Lucius: All I'm saying is, if I hear a knocking on that door, I'm out the fucking window. As much as I appreciate having a big, strong, and ravishingly handsome legendary to hide behind, at this point I think I'd need the entire Creation Trio between me and Yveltal.
Edited by Herbert40k on Dec 26th 2018 at 5:32:52 PM
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.