You're shivering. Are you afraid?
Mezzo: Yeah, no. Lucius is a nice guy, Forte's continuing grudge against him aside, but I'm not interested in dating him.
Sunny: <Don't you like him, though?>
-Mezzo pets Sunny's head-
Mezzo: Not that way. Anyway, if you break up with me to go after him, I will not hesitate to stab you both.
Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.
Not A Lawyer
Asimov Island, Bar
-Lucius nods hesitantly at Kai.-
Lucius: I... I think so, yeah. I talked to Ever about it a while back, since they seemed like the kind of person who'd know the most about this stuff. I've got all the, er, symptoms, so to speak - y'know, sensitivity to metal, difficulty dealing with thresholds I haven't specifically been invited over, that sort of thing.
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.
Flying Colors
Kai: Yeah, that's definitely fae. You know, I actually haven't directly dealt with metal at any point this year, so I don't actually know what that part is like.
-They clear their throat.-
Kai: Ahem, anyway, welcome to the club, I guess. Be careful with your words, yadda yadda.
-It is probably this point where Scarlette walks in with Luciana.-
Not A Lawyer
Asimov Island, Bar
-Lucius smiles at Kai.-
Lucius: Thanks. I'll admit, I'm still not 100% sure how I feel about this whole fae thing, but I definitely don't regret it. That was some bomb-ass d-
-He is interrupted by the appearance of Scarlette and Luciana.-
Lucius: Oh, hey Scar! What's up?
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 Stage
The stage grows dark. Then the lights slowly come in as Jean, dressed as [Mumen Rider] rides a folding bike into the stage while Jocelyn, dressed as [Saitama], walks by with a paper bag.
Jean, as [Mumen Rider]: Hey, how's life treating you.
Jocelyn, as [Saitama]: Well, I wasn't able to get to the sale but this stuff was half off at this octopus ball stand nearby. Be—
A puff of smoke came in, and out came Jane in her flattering Sir Aaron getup.
Jane: Heroes of the future, I seek your help. The Ghost Lord reeks havok in the past.
In another corner, Stephanie, dressed as the Ghost Lord, cackles while milking an invisible giant miltank.
Stephanie: Foolish fools! Soon I shall take over all of time and space. Fear my power!
Jean: We have no time to lose. Hop in.
Jocelyn hops into the bike. The Martels drive off slowly as epic music plays, followed Jane.
Jane: May the aura be in us all.
Exeunt. Enter Hank Harvey, dressed as an 18th Century noble, who approaches Stephanie.
Hank, in an overblown Kalosian accent: Honhonhonhon. Soon when the Ghost Lord changes history, my family shall sit upon the throne and I shall rule Kalos forever.
Stephanie: As my bitch.
Hank: Meh, I can work with this.
A voice is heard from a distance.
Professor Hawthorn: A Macraul? On the throne of Kalos? Never!
Professor Hawthorn, in 15th Century Plate Armor, swings down a rope, misses his target and crashes into a bunch of equipment.
Professor Hawthorn: It's a good thing I'm wearing armor. I am unharmed. (Boy, this stuff really works.)
Sir Guiscard: <Meh, it does what it does.>
Professor Hawthorn, brandishing Sir Guiscard: Face the Royal Knights of Kalos, Ghost Lord! No Macraul from whatever point in the past or future, shall take the—
Professor Hawthorn gets smacked in the head—perhaps a bit too hard.
Stephanie, out of character: Dad, you alright?
Professor Hawthorn: I'll be fine, sweetheart... uh, I mean! Oh, how very untimely!
Professor Hawthorn does dramatic death throes.
Jane: Not so fast Ghost Lord. Your rule of terror across time ends today!
Stephanie: Too late, Sir Aaron!
Jane: Am I?
Jean and Jocelyn ride toward Stephanie on the bike. Upon stopping, Jocelyn hops off and then readies for a punch. Smoke effects blast in. Once it clears, a prop skeleton is left behind.
Jocelyn, sighing: Why?!
Stephanie, offstage: OH, CRUEL FATE!
Jane: Again, Lord Macraul, your machinations to take the throne of Kalos has ended, thanks to these heroes from the future.
[La Marseillaise] plays.
Jean: Didn't we have this song after we overthrew the king?
Jocelyn: Honey, not now. It's the curtain call.
Everyone on stage bows.
Edited by MasterJayAM on Oct 30th 2018 at 3:12:57 AM
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
CW for implied desire for self harm?
Asimov Halloween, Outside
Daydre(?)'s gaze focuses on Kaden and the others, purposefully avoiding Daydre. Her eyes are full of concern, but also disappointment. Kaden and co. tense up, with the exception of Nandina who doesn't seem very worried for some reason.
Daydre(?): ".. I should've tried harder to keep you from doing this, I guess. I told you I'm fine, didn't I? And of all the things you could've tried, you chose one of the most dangerous.."
Kaden: <I and everyone else can tell you're not fine! Even if we can't save you now, it's not like this is unavoidable. We can change how this has to play out.>
Daydre(?): "..."
"Sometimes, you really remind me of him.." She sighs. Her eyes finally move away from Kaden, and onto Daydre.
"Well, I can think of one way to change how this plays out."
Daydre(?)'s form blurs. Kaden seems to realize what's happening early.
Kaden:<Ama, NO!>
Strelitzia bites her lip and pushes Daydre to the ground. Ama fades into existence, grabbing at the spot where Daydre just was. Flecks of something purple and red-ish radiate off of her outstretched hand.
Daydre's eyes widen in realization. She looks from Strelitzia to Kaden. The both of them give her somewhat sheepish and apologetic glances in return.
Ama: "I was actually thinking about this when I was looking for you six. The people of this world would be saved a lot of trouble if I just.."
Before Strelitzia can react a second time, a tail shaped construct of obscura shoots out from behind Ama and grabs Daydre by the throat, lifting her into the air. Ama's hood falls away, revealing two fox ear-like constructs on her head. Her hair falls all the way down to her hips, and is tied in a manner reminiscent of a Zoroark's.
off the shits
Some Rando
Asimov Party - Stage - Sometime after the contest, arguably
"No takers," she muttered. "Alright. I can do this," she breathed, wracking her brain for a prompt.
Within about ten seconds she had some form of idea. "I'm going to snap my fingers, and the both of you will wake up, only able to communicate with sounds you'd make in your Pokémon forms. There will be meaning behind the noises, and you'll be able to understand each other, but neither of you will be aware of it until I and only I point it out. That clear?"
At Colton's weakly-extended thumb, Amaterasu recognized the comprehension and snapped her fingers. "Ly... can," Colton lightly yawned. "Roc, Lycanroc?" note
[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]
The Flamebringer
Asimov Island
Luciana gives a wave to Lucius and Kai, before looking at Scarlette. "Introduce me?" All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.
Flying Colors
-Kai sweatdrops at Lucius, then turns to see Scarlette and Luciana.-
Kai: Oh, hey.
Scarlette: Heya. Luciana, that's Kai Amarin, they're a Frontier Brain and probably a vampire.
Kai: I most definitely am not!
Scarlette: And that's Lucius Cain. He's just a mess. Luce, Kai, this is Luciana. Awful pickup lines are her weakness, apparently.
Not A Lawyer
Asimov Island
-Lucius seems to be slightly distracted for a moment before he shakes the feeling off and grins at Scarlette.-
Lucius: That sounds about right. And Kai is definitely a vampire, I can confirm as much.
-He turns to Luciana with one eyebrow raised.-
Lucius: Hi there. Do I know you...?
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.
Meet The New Boss
The Flamebringer
Asimov Island
Luciana: "Mason mentioned Kai. I got the sense there's something of a rivalry there."There's a pause as she registers "Lucius Cain"
And she stares at him.
"Lucius, Lucius, Lucius, Lucius, Lucius..."
Her eyes flash with recognition.
"Waaaait. You're Lawrence's son. That would explain why you look vaguely familiar."
Siobhan and Vi are currently walking around, discussing the best way to build a real-life replica of Siren.
This walking may bring them near Alex.
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.
Meet The New Boss
Flying Colors
-Kai pouts indignantly-
Kai: You have no evidence that I'm a vampire yet. You can prove nothing.
-Scarlette, meanwhile, blinks at Lucius and Luciana's recognition of each other.-
Scarlette: ...Waaaaaait a second, don't tell me you're related. You two are totally related aren't you.
Not A Lawyer
Asimov Island, Bar
-Lucius nearly spits out his drink at Luciana's recognition of him.-
Lucius: Wait, back up a moment. You're Luciana Cain? As in, the same Luciana Cain that I vomited berry squash all over back when I was like seven?
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.
Fwomph
Asimov Stage
-Pent seems to wake up pretty quick and looks around-
-Was it over? Didn't feel like long but if it was like sleeping then it wouldn't feel...-
-Pent started to get up from her chair-
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
The Flamebringer
Asimov Island
Luciana: "... I'll be honest I blanked that from my mind so fuck you for reminding me."She nods to Scarlette, grimacing. "Luciana Livia Argenta Cain. If you want my full, incredibly pretentious, name."
Vi: "A [Gundam], basically."
Siobhan: "... Yeah. Yeah that's accurate."
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.
Flying Colors
-Kai blinks, and can't help but snicker.-
Kai: My gosh, Scarlette, you're dating Lucius's cousin.
-Scarlette, meanwhile, has a look of mild horror.-
Scarlette: My gosh, I'm dating Lucius's cousin.
-She clears her throat-
Scarlette: Ahem, yeah. That's, uh, pretty pretentious, but considering I bunked with Lucius Augustus Octavius Cain, I think I've heard worse. You know, I never did decide on a middle name when I dropped my deadname.
Some Rando
Asimov Stage - future
“Lycan,” note Colton started, shifting in his seat. “Lycanroc?” note
“I’m sorry what was that?” Amaterasu asked, a knowing smirk on her face.
“LY. CAN. ROC.” note He said sharply.
“Fine, thank you for asking,” she said, assuming Colton was asking how she was doing.
[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]
Not A Lawyer
Asimov Island, Bar
-Lucius goes rather red.-
Lucius: H-hey, it's not like I chose the name! You can blame my dad for naming me after the same dead asshole twice. Anyway, he's also dead now, so I could theoretically call myself anything I want. Like... Lucius Danger Megazord Cain, or something.
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.
Fwomph
Asimov Stage
-Oh, the show went fine. Good then-
-Getting up from her chair Pent gave a slight bow-
Lo, ny lo.note
-She picks up the chair and starts leaving the stage. Maybe someone should stop her-
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
Meet The New Boss
Some Rando
Asimov Stage
“Yo, Pent!” Ammy said, chasing after the subject while Colton waited for her to give him dismissal. “I’ll tell you when it’s over, okay? You’d be right to fear I’d tamper with your memories, but I make certain you can get a general sense of time!” She warded.
“Lycan,” note Colton interjected. “Lycanroc Lycanroc.” note
“Screwing with memories is a habit I broke years ago,” Amaterasu said. “I might just pretend to do it to screw with you,” she explained.
[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]
The Flamebringer
Asimov Island
Luciana doubles over trying to stifle a laugh. "Oh my god that's so cheesy and dumb."She composes herself. "But. Ahem."
She grabs a glass of wine.
Vi: "Technically not, different franchise and all, but that gets the idea across."
Siobhan: "Oh! I'm Siobhan, this is Vi."
Vi: "Right. Introductions."
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.
Asimov Island
Ever: Again, no percentage of stabbing will happen. Forte is an adult, they can use their words like anyone.
-Sunny-
Ever: ...
Breeze: <Humans have the weirdest hangups. Chimecho don't feel the need to make so much of things.>
Ever: Aren't you a child?
Breeze: (scoffs) <Yeah, but I read.>
Ever: ...Anyway, in a sequence of events I didn't really expect, Sunny's solution is one I'm not entirely inclined to dismiss out of hand?
But it seems you have a stronger opinion.
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.