Kai: Weeeeeeell, I was blue way back when I joined the J-Team. That's totally evidence. But, I'm sure there's more~ There's totally more, and you should tell me. Who's blue, Lucy-Lu~?

-They take a drink.-

Silas leans back and shrugs, "My metal arm is entirely real, right down to the star, though usually it's a nice cobalt blue compared to the crimson red."

He leaned forward, "Though now that you've put that design in my head, congrats genius, you're getting a bright outfit, besides you're a super hero, they should be bright and colourful. I'm a vigilante, the Jackal, my entire shtick is the shadows."

Silas was now holding up one of his new masks, "Take a look through this and you'll get a taste of what your new suit will hold."

The lenses of the mask would display a vast Augmented Reality view of the world, complete with judgement in distance and even weirdly what appeared to be the flow of digital info.

Asimov Island

Luciana: "You say that like you're not cool. You don't need to have fancy auric powers to be cool. See: You, Cynthia..."

The somewhat dreamy look on her face makes it blindingly obvious she has a celebrity crush on Cynthia.

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

Asimov Balcony Party Loft

Tommy glances at the augmented version of the suit.

Tommy: So, what color theme are we going for? Regular ariados or shiny ariados? The other one's basically Tobi's natural color—you know, I'm actually surprised nobody else figured this out. Tobi is literally one of the few spinarak I know that's colored like a shiny ariados. And he wears a pair of triangle shades as a disguise. Don't ask me how I managed to do that, it looks badass.

They hear a tapping at the door. Just on the other side, an oddly-colored spinarak seems to want to get inside.

Asimov Party

Shutter, drinking a cream soda: Hey, have you seen Tommy?

Gimbal, on the phone: Nope. Last time I saw him he was schmoozing an Asimov representative. Think he's dissing Parker Netherlands again?

Shutter: I never really got why he did that. They look uncannily alike and Netherlands seems like a nice enough fellow in real life.

Gimbal: Gee, just like Brad Van Darn.

Edited by MasterJayAM on Oct 28th 2018 at 6:43:53 PM

Asimov Party

Ammy, just be careful with him okay?

-She shrugs and tries to find an available seat-

So what's the plan here?

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

Asimov Island, Bar

-Lucius stares at Kai with drunken indignation.-

Lucius: Well, if you must know, Xerneas is blue, and I slept with him for reasons entirely unrelated to him being blue! It's all just one big coincidence! Correlation does not necessarily equal causation, you get it?

-He downs the rest of his drink, apparently unconcerned about the volume level of his last statement.-

Edited by Herbert40k on Oct 28th 2018 at 10:46:45 AM

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.

-Kai chokes on their drink, and spends a good minute or so coughing.-

Kai: You what

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Scarlette: ...Oh my god. That's the biggest celebrity crush face I've ever seen. Holy shit.

Edited by BittersweetNSour on Oct 28th 2018 at 6:50:19 AM

Asimov Party

“Audience suggestions,” Amaterasu said succinctly, watching Colton finish his approach and regain awareness, glaring daggers at the back of Amaterasu’s head.

“I’m probably gonna choke, so banking on others’ ideas might be a good idea,” she considered.

Edited by AbsentCoder on Oct 28th 2018 at 3:56:07 AM

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

Asimov Island, Bar

-Lucius suddenly realises himself, and his redness intensifies, to the point where you could probably use him to power a hand torch.-

Lucius: Oh, uh... right, I'm not supposed to yell about that in public, am I? Well, the thing is that Levi's with Xerneas, and I'm with Levi, so back when my birthday rolled around we, er... we...

-He makes a couple of nervous hand gestures that are entirely unindicative of what happened that night.-

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.

Asimov Island

Luciana's face goes... as red as her hair, this time.

Luciana: "I... don't knowwhatyou'retalkingabout."

She very hastily looks around for a reason to hide her bright red face, and, alas, finds nothing.

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

The receptionist grumbled under her breath, something about 'wise-ass aurics'. "Look, if you were confused, there's a map by the elevators. Room F451 ain't nearly as hard to find as I made it out. Now, are we done? There's a queue rapidly forming all the way to San Dialga back here."

"If you think like a child, you will do a child's work."

Asimov Party

As long as you moderate which ones you go with, that's fine with me.

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

-After recovering from their hacking fit, Kai immediately checks the contents of their glass, waving away the spooky mist and electing to set it aside.-

Kai: ...Respectfully, I will decline to interpret whatever you're doing with your hands. Uh. Wow. You are so lucky I'm not the real Yveltal, I'm pretty sure you'd be dead where you stand if she heard that outburst.

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-Scarlette grins-

Scarlette: This is the most adorable thing, holy shit. You have a champion crush.

Edited by BittersweetNSour on Oct 28th 2018 at 7:07:36 AM

Asimov Island, Bar

-Lucius rubs the back of his neck awkwardly.-

Lucius: Oh, uh... she knows. The real one, I mean. Don't ask me how I'm not dead yet. I'm just assuming that Xy is way more persuasive than I could ever be.

Edited by Herbert40k on Oct 28th 2018 at 11:09:37 AM

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.

Asimov Party

“Hey, don’t forget they’ll be run by you as well,” Amaterasu comforted Pent.

“No dice for me, eh?” Colton asked rhetorically. “Fair enough.

“Not really, but this is the most well-known holiday where pranks are part of the deal,” he shrugged.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

"I'm thinking a Shiny Ariados Scheme," Silas responded, looking over some suit designs with his pDroid.

"This is a rare request mind you, I typically only do work for the J-Team and close associates of them."

The two shrugged and marched onwards, following the map directions.

Kai: My god. Uh. Wwwwwow.

-They take another look at their drink, before changing their mind and downing the rest of it.-

Kai: Ugh. Okay, whew. Uh. Geez.

-Beat-

Kai: ...Are you fae now. This is a really fuckin' important question, are you fae now?

Asimov Party Loft

Tommy: I am honored, sir. I do have two questions, though, would this ride up? And wouldn't bright colors be a tempting target to bad guys? Or was that the point? Y'know, my last outfit I really didn't think about it that much. I figured I'd get some sort of chain mail and scrapped pieces of Kevlar underneath it and call it a day. I'd reckon this'd be naturally padded.

Beat.

Tommy: And if you're wondering where I got the stuff I used, part of it was taken from random dumpsters in Castelia City. Dumpster diving is kind of my thing. I managed to get scoops on Kalosian supervillains that way.

Edited by MasterJayAM on Oct 28th 2018 at 7:55:29 PM

Asimov Party

Okay good, I'm starting to feel more confident about this. Also hi Colt.

-She waves-

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

"Riding up is never a issue, the base is a Asimov Jumpsuit which we use for numerous things. Secondly is the bright colours are meant to make you stand out, you're not a particularly stealthy individual as I can tell, plus there is a certain quality that stands out with brighter heroes. They're magnetic and people can like them easier, it makes sense to make them bright and colourful."

Silas shrugged, "Reduce reuse anyways, once the party's over, find my airship, shouldn't be too hard, we'll get working right away. I like to keep busy, I just gave one of my friends a new high tech bow."

Halloween Party

Shaun: "You what"

-Annnnnddd he's gone. Joy.-

"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"

Asimov Party

“Ammy, you didn’t tell me- erk!” He’s interrupted by his Ninetales grabbing the ring around his neck.

“I just went through this already; don’t make me send another error report!” She said succinctly.

“... Wait, is this Pent?” He said, massaging his neck after escaping his fire-type’s clutches. “How did he-? She-? They do that?”

“Glitch pendant.”

Colton nodded in understanding.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

Party Loft

Tommy: Looking forward to it... I'd have to stagger my work assignments, though. And thank you, Mr. Silas. How much is this gonna cost, though?

Scout: <I don't think it works that way, though.>

Tommy: One more thing; I've been having this funny feeling chase me since I got to this island. Anyway, you're probably the only guy who would believe me: There's this fellow who I think was involved in the National Museum heist somewhere—honestly, my senses aren't 100% accurate so I'm not sure who that might be, but it pays to check. Plus, there's this lady who I think is basically just Doctor Who who's at the Yonut concessionaire and she might be followed by some other time-traveling cyborg. Speaking of which, one of my coworkers has a USB on these two alleged time travelers that might spell something bad for PEFE. I need them sent and seen to a PEFE representative or J-Teamer; the Interpol representative already has a copy. Phew.

Party grounds Yonut Stand

Theodora, disguised as a concession waitress, mentally: <Ivan, if you can hear my thoughts, something is very wrong here. You will have a hard time finding our robotic nemesis since he's gotten a psychic blocker of some sort, but he is among the... what do you call these people now, roadies? Yes, the audio technicians. Be wary of them. You and your friend are here to warn the J-Team. Don't let him stop you.>

Asimov Party

-Pent was about to be pedantic about the origins of the amulet that allowed for this but she chose instead to grab some more candy-

Yeah just a trick I do sometimes and it was slightly necessary for the costume.

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

Asimov Party

“Sure,” Colton said sardonically. “Cross-play’s a thing, albeit something I’m nervous about, but it’s your call, ultimately,” he decided.

“Shall we go backstage and prepare?” He asked, standing up, stretching and yawning.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]