pain peko
Foxverse
Shaun: "Reverse furries."
-He tosses Silas his best approximation of a smirk.-
Shaun: "I find it flattering, to be honest."
"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"
Falconan Tour
Blitz: "Well... Seems like a waste to merchandise some of us if we haven't done anything. But I guess if you really want? At least you're asking, that's better than back home"
-Once the fanart came out, he couldn't help but chuckle-
"I guess fandoms are a constant in the multiverse. Hope they ship you with more than just yourself"
Stark: "Heheh, that's kinda like the picture Rocket found of you with yourself as a girl, Blitz"
Blitz: "Eheh... Yeah... At least they think it's different people" ^_^;
Edited by BlitzTrain on Nov 11th 2018 at 11:41:47 AM
Falconan
Cliff: "Well, given I fell in with them, kinda weird to come back and find yourself famous."
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
Some Rando
Sergey’s Party
Gail, Sierra and Pandora gladly indulge in some cake. “It’s good, thanks,” Gail acknowledged.
Foxverse
“Pride yourself,” Colton mused, visibly jealous. “A fanbase is a nice confidence boost. Some of us have to be our own fanbases.”
“I can understand the reverse furry appeal,” Amaterasu allowed. “At least when the cream of the crop is isolated.”
Roy nodded in agreement, the Blaziken shifting his shirt.
[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]
Trans Terminus Homo
Sergey's Party
That seemed to get a wide smile from both Sergey and his team, all of whom also indulged in the cake
Sergey: "I' sure they're happy to hear - also, I hope it's not too weird, suddenly being invited to a more or less stranger's birthday party"
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
Asimov Party, Past
Jean hands Diane a business card. Listed is both his position as a senior editor of the Geographic Society and his former rank of captain in the Kalosian gendarme.
Jean: I have a feeling that this will clear things up.
Jean, mentally: You did good, kid. Now all we can do is wait.
Jean: Now, one more question. Do you have any particular design notes in that costume that you feel especially proud of, from an engineering standpoint.
Fwomph
Tour Bus
/Duck/: Ah yes, stories of heroes are liable to spread...
-It flips upside-down by rotation on it's x-axis-
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
The Flamebringer
Foxeria, Tour Bus
Artoria: "That seems like a strange thing for the public to just... accept."Mordred: "You're dating a video game character, you don't get to comment."
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.
Harold clicked his tongue, "Ribbon, Moonblast. Stylus, Aura storm."
Stylus nodded and charged the attack, while Ribbon fired a fairy attack right at Kassity.
Stylus looked at Salte, <Ready?>
He fired the Aura Storm, <Cause we're playing for keeps!>
Silas took Gio's phone and scrolled to the next phone, before instantly tossing it out a window, "Anybody got any Brain Bleach?"
Gio blinked, "What did you see?"
"WHY DID YOU HAVE ONE OF ME AND LOGAN?! AND ONE SO GRAPHIC?!"
Gio shrugged, "I'm a purveyor of the fine arts."
Silas groaned even harder, "Fanbases... thank god for Truthnfiction back home providing a example of saner fanbases."
"I'm wondering how this even happened, and why people accept that truth," Bishop brought up.
Drakos spoke up, "See it from our perspective, a bunch of mysterious individuals with no record of existence suddenly appear, and proceed to not only steal our next generation Starfighters, but outright turn the tide of a war we were losing. Add in the fact that their leader ended up killing the ape in charge despite having only been here for a short while, it's pretty shocking. Plus with all the wormholes and portals going on."
Silas grumbled, "So... Gio what's the plan to make us marketable?"
"We're getting close to Rocket Records, I'll explain there soon, but first. Is that a metal arm?"
Silas held up his left hand and flexed it a bit, letting the servos whirr, "Yeah. Why?"
"How much is metal?"
"Everything, had to replace quite a bit after the last one got cut off right at the shoulder."
Gio instantly pulled out another phone and started talking, "Agatha, get some modifications ready for one of-"
Silas turned back to everyone else, "So ultimately, what do you have to say about the universe of furries so far?"
Bishop shrugged, "I'm merely here to observe Captain, that and assist."
Silas sighed, "Wonder how the others are doing back home with Ribbon slash Roxy in charge."
Hacks stared at Roxy who was going over a bunch of different designs and such, ~What are you doing?~
Roxy smiled as she set down her sketchpad, "Designing a superhero outfit!"
Hacks tilted his head, ~WHY?!~
<I'm inclined to agree,> Snakeye said, <Why are you doing this?>
Roxy gave everyone a look, "Hey if Silas can get himself a superhero outfit, then so can I."
Amber spoke up next, <But you don't have any powers as a human, and certainly no enhancements.>
Roxy was about to argue, but found she couldn't, she settled for changing gears, "I want to look good okay. I understand that Superhero outfits can be very fashionable."
Tae grumbled, <Who the hell finds dressing up in a colourful costume fashionable?>
Celadon City
Gogie and Hazard are here, passing by a pond.
Gogie sees a sign and stops to read it.
Gogie: <Hazard: Grimer Infestation. Please steer clear of water.>
Hazard: <Hey, don't worry. I'm not planning on going swimming.>
Gogie: <...Oh. No, not you, Hazard. The sign said 'Hazard'.>
Hazard: <Why would a sign be talking about me?>
Gogie: <Hazard as in danger or caution, not about you.>
Hazard: <...Oh.>
<Well, good thing I can't read too well, that'd get confusing fast.>
Gogie: <More worth it than needing to ask help with reading a menu?>
Hazard: -with an uncertain look for a bit- <...Absolutely.>
Edited by CorvusAtrox on Nov 11th 2018 at 8:32:37 AM
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
Fwomph
Falconan Tour
/Duck/: It matches my prior research. Otherwise it seems like a very normal place. The folks seem like folks and the above-quantum physics appears to function properly.
-He pauses-
/Duck/: I didn't bring any currency to purchase energy weapons...
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
pain peko
Falconan Tour
Shaun: "I got ya covered."
-He holds up a wallet - Silas'.-
Shaun: "Pickpocket 100".
Ace: "I don't think they take Poké."
Shaun: "Damnit Ace it's called comedy!"
PEFE HQ
-Jessica pauses, mid-selfie.-
-Oh, uh, she's in her Vulpecula outfit in front of a full-body mirror.-
Jessica: "I have the sudden urge to beat up a Swampert. Type-advantage be damned."
Jamie: <Just drop an elbow on him.>
"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"
Falconan Tour
Blitz: -At the sight of Gio's second phone- How much money does this guy have?
-At Silias- "I dunno, the 'furry' thing and the tech level were both surprising, but it's kinda hard to know what to think of the place yet"
-He shrugs-
"I guess it kinda makes the Mars trip look like child's play"
Some Rando
Sergey’s Party
“Hey, who am I to deny an offer of free food?” Gail asked after swallowing some cake.
<If it’s all the same to you, I’ll just hang,> Pandora sang.
Falconan Tour
Every single member of Colton’s team nodded, flashed a thumbs-up, muttered a quick “cool” or didn’t react.
Except for Helmsman, who seemed about as elated as his trainer. “I’d love to check this place out in depth,” Colton said simply.
“Exit through the gift shop?” Helmsman asked.
“Exit through the gift shop.”
...
“Is there a gift shop? I mean, I’d probably buy the Porygon the laser weaponry he wants, but I just want a few keepsakes.”
Inside the infinite backpack
Minerva and Pyukumuku rested on the couch, pleased with themselves at the surrounding area and how pristine it was. “That was fun, arguably,” Minerva allowed, to which Pyukumuku flashed a thumbs-up.
“It means a lot that you hung out with me, even if just to shirk your work. I gotta get back to studying moves from a book,” she said as she kicked her Pokéball and nothing happened.
She growled in frustration. Pyukumuku tapped her shoulder, to which she turned around and came face-to-face with Pyukumuku’s Taunt.
One misunderstanding later
The two of them nursed some bruises, Minerva’s hidden under her dark fur but highlighted so they could be Purified. “Okay, so was that Taunt?” She asked.
Pyukumuku flashed a thumbs-up.
“Well, at least I’ll know what it looks like,” she observed as she grabbed a pair of pants. “Xatu!”
*blepp*
Minerva the Zorua gijinka now sat in the same seat Warner and Sylveon did, keeping them from flirting.
[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
Falconan Tour
Star just watches the phone go out the window.
Star: "Well I've been here before so I know you're not asking me."
Asimov Halloween, Awoo
".. Uh, yeah. I agree. No birth parents? ... Is that more to do with that whole 'born in a science facility' thing?"
Asimov Halloween, Daydre
Daydre does the "Guess I'll Die" shrug.
"I mean, trying's the best I can do. She seemed kind of uh.. determined."
Daydre sighs and sends out Sylvie. "... I'm really tired now so I think I'm just gonna go. Enjoy the rest of the party, I guess?" With the typical sword noise she and the rest of the herd are gone.
off the shits
Asimov board rooms, November 1
It is 9AM. The members of the Geographic Society have gathered in a board room borrowed from the Asimov admins. Video phones were also borrowed, displaying a live feed from the video editor, dressed casually and still snuggled among plushies and a Pikachu-themed comforter in what appears to be his bedroom.
Hank Harvey looks incredibly groggy and unmistakably hung over. All of those currently present (including the video editor) have a steaming cup of coffee in their possession
Video Editor: Hey chief. You don't look so good.
Hank: Arceus, I drank too much.
Video Editor: You know, we could reschedule.
Hank: I didn't ask your opinion, Sparky. And where did Jean go?
Jean appears, with a cup of coffee in his hand. Unlike Hank, still in his pajamas, Jean seems to have showered and changed into a t-shirt, trousers, and photographer vest in the meantime.
Hank: Where'd you go? And where's your intern.
Jean: I figured I should go get coffee while the rest of us arrive. One mustn't rush a perfect cup.
Hank: I said all hands on deck. Even Petersen got here before you did.
Hank points to a sleeping hoodie-clad young man, slumped into the table beside a cup of coffee.
Hank: And where the hell is Shutter and that intern!
Jean: Ivan kind of just shows up. Petersen doesn't nearly have that level of stealth.
Hank: So he does a ninja routine? Can you corroborate, Petersen?
Tommy: <muffled human sounds>
Shutter arrives, coffee on hand.
Hank: And speak of Giratina.
Shutter: Sorry guys. I just had to take my grandpa to the commissary for breakfast. What'd I miss?
Video Editor: Naw, you're good man.
Beat.
Shutter: Why again did we not book Ryan Reynolds? I mean, if you're looking for star power—
Video Editor: He's busy on a project with Justice Smith in Ryme City. It's turning out better than expected from what I hear.
Edited by MasterJayAM on May 2nd 2019 at 10:24:05 PM
The Black Crystal
-Susanoo fires a bolt of lightning at the Volcano God, and the form parries it high.-
Magatsu Susanoo: I WON'T LET YOU STOP ME HERE!
Grandpa Mountain: Me? Stop you?
-He shrugs.-
Grandpa Mountain: I'm just here to kill you. She told me to come here.
Magatsu Susanoo: Who?
-The walls shatter inwards as a tall woman wearing a yellow beret and sunglasses comes skidding into the mindscape, her leather coat flapping behind her. A towering, lithe Jynx in a dress made of interlinked icicles appears behind her.-
Strange Woman: Snow Queen!
Snow Queen: "Eternity" is no domain for one such as you, Storm-child.
-The two hold out their hands, and a familiar twisting, snake-like distortion covers their hands.-
Magatsu Susanoo: NO! NO!
-The space around Susanoo twists, distorts, and begins to suck in all light. Grasping at what metareality he could, Susanoo claws his way out of the void between the existent and non.-
Grandpa Mountain: Put him in his place, before he claws himself out!
-ONE MINUTE REMAINING!
-
- Ren: Izanagi! Time to close the curtain!
Izanagi-no-Okami: Indeed.
-A stream of lightning pours from Izanagi's blade.-
pain peko
Mobius Raid, TS
-Most of everyone have regrouped in the main room.-
Beowulf: <Well, that was fun.>
-Tsunami licks blood off her claws, her tongue raspy against the metallic talons. Woomy edges away.-
Shaun: "Matsu...Beowulf, Future Sight."
-Beowulf's and Shaun's eyes flash pink.-
Beowulf: <Ah. Prepare yourselves. Something wicked this way comes.>
"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"
like christ, but with more nails
Mobius Raid, past
Legault: -groans- Please not another blue-haired swordsman...
Nino: Hmm... -takes out a different tome-
Stormchaser
Channah: -lying on the couch in her room- Hmmmmm... (Wonder how Limna's getting on.)
Angela
Garrett: -walking with his Blissey- Hmmmmmmmmm...
Edited by Metanoia on Nov 12th 2018 at 8:29:32 AM
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.
Some Rando
Mobius Base, Past
Gail has silently made it back, followed by Pandora and Sierra. Upon hearing that something would be turning up, she backed off while her Pokemon kept their ground.
Sierra's wings lit up with Flame Charge while Pandora prepared an Air Slash.
[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]
precure
I met Serena in Hoenn. She gave me a ticket to Alola. I'm training a popplio.
Flying Colors
Hey, we're all for new people joining, but we have a signup process you'll need to go through to do so. And, er, we're way, way past the conversation that happened on the first page, which you seem to be responding to. This isn't exactly a plain old forum game anymore, we've got over seven years and 21000 pages worth of plot under our belts and even though knowing all of it is not necessary, it's still good to recognize that it's vastly different now from how it was then.
This link should tell you what you need to know to join.
Edited by BittersweetNSour on Nov 12th 2018 at 9:45:29 AM
Asimov Boardroom, November 1
As the meeting began, Tommy abruptly woke up, jerking the table lightly. His cup narrowly avoided toppling over.
Video Editor: Whoa, that was close. You okay there buddy?
Tommy paused, in seeming distress. He took a sip of his coffee in an attempt to calm his nerves.
Hank: You had a nightmare, kid?
Tommy: I wouldn't call it a nightmare.
Shutter: Would you like to talk about it later with Jean and I?
Tommy: I'd appreciate that.
Asimov Island Lagoon, hours after the meeting.
Shutter hands Tommy a handful of frangipani petals.
Shutter: Just toss 'em. It helps.
Tommy complies. He seems to smile.
Tommy: Thanks for taking the time out to bring me here, Gav. I've been all morose and stuff since I dreamed about dad earlier today.
Shutter: You don't talk about him much. Often, you mention Ken but never Stanford.
Tommy: Well, I didn't have a lot of memories of my dad since he and mom died when I was 5. They were very vague—I can barely remember the one I had right then and there—but they were almost always happy. I think we were playing with my superhero toys. It kind of bums me out every time, though.
Shutter: What was Stanford like?
Tommy: I wouldn't know. I can barely make out what he looks like, but he usually slicked back his hair and wore dark sunglasses. There's even a picture of baby me wearing them. Uncle Ken alternately made fun of him for being a whole bunch of things and yet thought fondly of him in other ways; Aunt April did say they were more alike than Uncle Ken would ever like to admit. I mean both of them shared sarcastic banter with their wives.
Shutter: What else did they tell you about him?
Tommy: He worked in publishing like we did, mostly for a literary magazine. Bit of a base-breaker; he was pretty cutthroat when he needed to be, so they say, but they mostly thought his heart was in the right place. He and mom made rather popular stories at the time of everypersons reacting to weird stuff
Shutter: That is oddly relatable.
Tommy: Besides being a writer, he was also a union extra; often, when someone adapted his work, he'd end up appearing as an obvious extra. But he and his co-writers tended to write about things that readers kinda identified with and talked about things that mattered. That's something I've always been proud of.
Tommy sighs as he stared at the horizon.
Shutter: Would you like to be alone.
Tommy: I'd appreciate that.
Tommy tosses another handful of petals and sat down on the rocks. Tobi left his ball and crawled on his shoulder.
Edited by MasterJayAM on Sep 4th 2019 at 11:36:29 PM
The Wanderer
Stormchaser
-Finishing watching [Doctor Who]-
Demons of the Punjab... Wonder what Salvador would think of this episode, he said his mom was [Punjabi].
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Sergey's Party
Sergey smiled, waving them over to a tree stump on which his team had made an impormptu table with the cake on top (even a nice tablecloth)
The cake itself was a (rather big) Prinzregententorte
with the candles
Both Loran and Sylvaine also stopped the game of tag, coming over as well along with the rest of Sergey's team
Sergey: "There we go~ I think there should be enough for all of us~ I hope you like it, my team made it~"
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"