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Channah: Huh, alrighty. Guess we better start looking, then. -takes a few cautious steps- So - Is this Orihara guy part of Mobius? 'Cause didn't we see him in Lumiose or am I just imagining shit.

PEFE HQ

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-To Channah, sitting on a rock outcropping with an Aura that feels oddly familiar-

Yeah, he's part of Mobius, I think he's in some advisory capacity to Multiman. Did I tell you about the time he contacted me on the Stormchaser? Said we'd have our MO turned back on us one of these days, which I'll admit still kinda bothers me because I still haven't figured out what he means by that.

-Holding Exgal's Beast Ball-

I doubt he was referring to the Iron raid on the Stormchaser, this was afterwards.

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Channah: -stops and turns back in his direction, thinking- ...Yeah, it's gotta be, because loosely assembling a giant friend group of random trainers with a moderate turn-over rate over the course of almost eight years and then attacking our base with whoever happens to be around at the time might be kinda risky. Anyway - -nodding at Exgal's ball- You gonna do that right now?

-If anything was going to have the research Carna needed, it would be a facility made for augmentations.-

-She had already scared off the lone researcher keeping the building up and running after Plasma's defeat. He'd be back, definitely, but he wasn't a problem. Unlike some people, she didn't make a habit of destroying things she didn't need to, and he could easily return to his work after she got what she needed.-

-And then the room got dark.-

-It wasn't as if the lights had been turned out, oh no. These shadows stretched across the room, like hands clawing their way along the walls.-

???: <You've been awfully hard to keep track of, you know that?>

-Carna whips around, snarling. Her eyes fall on a Mimikyu at the epicenter of the shadows.-

Carna:    <...AND WHO MIGHT YOU BE?>   

Mimikyu: <I'd think it would be obvious. We're one and the same, just two of Doctor Robinson's projects.>

-The shadows on the walls almost seem to grin, leering at Carna.-

Mimikyu: <You'll get to know me well enough when you're back in her possession.>

Carna:    <I WILL DIE BEFORE I DO ANYTHING FOR THE WOMAN WHO MADE ME THIS WAY.>   

-On cue, the woman in question steps forward from the shadows.-

Dr. Robinson: I'm afraid you don't have the luxury, Carna. Pride here will ensure that.

-Carna growls, and lunges. It's fruitless, as the shadows radiating from the Mimikyu — Pride — wrap around and smother her, leaving her writhing and thrashing to break free.-

Dr. Robinson: A shame.

-The thrashing mass of shadows goes still as the mutated Salazzle inside passes out from exhaustion and asphyxiation.-

-Mezzo, certainly not turning down an invitation to cuddle, is indeed curled up next to Ever-

Mezzo: Mmm, happy new year.

Space - TS

Shaun: -recalling Celena- "I'm just gonna say it's an Ultra Beast thing."

Unova

-Jessica removes her helmet, conviently missing the text that just popped up on her H.U.D.-

Jessica: "Just happened to be around."

-She cocks her head at Silence's arm.-

Jessica: "Clearly you were here for something."

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-Sending Exgal out-

Yeah, let's get this done.

Exgal: ♂♦☣☣≈♠♀

-Exgal starts to float away from Tagg and Channah-

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-To Exgal's retreating form-

Before you go, you wouldn't happen to know the quickest way to an Ultra Wormhole would you?

Exgal: ≥◙♫◙♠¶◙

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-Shrugs, waving to Exgal's retreating form-

Well it was worth a shot, farewell.

-Throwing a Poké Bean-

One last one for the road.

-Exgal catches the bean in a tentacle-

Exgal: ♂•♦☣¶☣éé

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-To Channah, after Exgal gets out of sight-

Well, guess we've still got a bit more walking to do then.

Blueberry: <Hey, hold up a sec. Which one of you was singing that cool song that I heard inside the egg?>

-the Eeveelutions look between each other-

Marine: <Uh...>

Forte: Oh, that was me actually. I set up this music player since it said you liked music.

Blueberry: <Well, put some more on!>

Forte: Uh, okay.

-click-

-Sheeeee's a magical giiirl~-

-Blueberry immediately starts dancing along-

Blueberry: <Yeah, that's what I'm talking about~>

Forte: It's from a game called Jet Set Radio, it's by those guys who made Sonic. It's got a pretty cool soundtrack.

Electro: <Those are some nice dance moves!>

-Diane is slowly tapping out a message on her phone-

Skye: I could help you type, you know.

Diane: I appreciate the offer, but I'm stubborn.

-The fight was not going well-

Regina: <Augh...!!> -The Gardevoir collapsed in a heap on the steel floor-

Argentum: <Error... cannot... continue...> -And the Metagross follows, eyes dimming-

-Verax and Jacob both take a step back, pained expressions on their faces-

Verax: "Well... this is bad?"

Jacob: "How perceptive, genius!"

Verax: "Hey no need to be mean!"

-The two retreat slightly from the two men dressed in blue and red suits-

Jacob: -Eyes darting to all the corners of the room. A small office room. Desks. Cubicles. Two grunts. One Garchomp. One Crobat. One Gollisopod. A Malamar. Between him and his brother they have one Machoke and a Skarmory. Not great-

Grunt 1: "Not so might now, huh?"

Grunt A: "Well then... want to surrender?"

Verax: "Two guesses say no-"

Jacob: "NO"

Verax: "Ten points!"

Grunt 1: "Right then. Kill them."

-The Garchomp and Gollisopod shuffle forward, claws lashing and teeth gnashing-

Verax: "Muton! Skarmory! Buy us a few moments!" -He backpedals as his two Pokémon charge forward-

-The twins retreat down the hall behind them, abandoning their Pokémon as they make their way back the way they came-

Verax: "Any bright ideas???"

Jacob: "Maybe!!!"

-They round a corner and run into a meeting room. Shortly after, the two grunts, the Garchomp and the Gollisopod enter the room-

Verax: -Flipping over the meeting table and kicking it at the grunts, knocking over one of them and the Gollisopod- "EAT SHIT BLUEBELLS"

Jacob: "What the- Bluebells?? Why do you reference flowers now of all times???"

Verax: "Oh fancy from you mister-" -And, in the most insulting falsetto he can possibly put on- ""Oh my little ranunculus, come here-""

Jacob: -Face flushed from embarrassment or anger, one of the two- "ALRIGHT STOP RIGHT THERE"

-At this point, the other grunt has cleared the table, and the Garchomp has cleaved through it, and the four stalk towards the pair-

Grunt A: "You're backed yourselves into a teleproofed room. No other exits. Any last words?"

Verax: "'I'm too handsome to die'?"

Grunt 1: "True, but irrelevant."

Grunt A: "Alright, Garchomp, go-r CHOMP them"

Garchomp: <Sorry kids. Looks like you were all dealt a losing hand.> -It takes two big steps foward with lighting crackling off its fangs-

Jacob: "... Teleportation locked, you say?"

Grunt 1: "A poor choice of last words."

Jacob: "Fair. How about get down?"

-There is only the briefest moment of realization as from behind them, an up until then hidden Balthazar breathes a stream of fire into the room, causing both Grunts and their goons to drop down to avoid it-

Jacob: "Checkmate. I win."

-And from behind it, a still very much conscious Regina and Argentum both stand, eyes glowing. The pressure in the room intensifies at it fills with faint violet light-

-The knocked over table's legs snap off, and the table flops to the ground. Both the grunts and their Pokémon suddenly have their prone bodies, laying to avoid the flames, pinned to the floor. Struggling, grunting, the four of them are completely restrained-

Grunt A: "Ugn... nghhhh... I can't... guh... m-move..."

Gollisopod: <I DID NOT... GET TO DO... ANYTHING!!!>

Garchomp: <Fuckin shut it Henry...>

Gollisopod: <I HAVE BROUGHT SHAME UPON MY ANCESTORS! MY HOUSE! MY MILTANK!>

Garchomp: <AughhhhHHHHHHHHHHH>

Grunt 1: "W-Well then... what- what happens now...? AUGUWAFF-" -He coughs out as Jacob's foot is planted firmly on his temple-

Verax: "Wait was this your plan the whole time?"

Jacob: "I had to miss my New Year's dinner and champagne for this. You. Made me miss my New Year's dinner, and champagne for this."

Grunt 1: S-seriously??

Jacob: "I am going to ask some questions. You are going to answer them. Or I increase the gravity here to a point where between you and the floor you make the record transformation to "human pancake"."

Verax: "No, wait, seriously, was this the plan?? Why didn't you tell me?? I could be pinned there!!! Hello????"

Grunt 1: "Ah... hah... reasonable enough..."

Grunt A: "Can- Can I be a human waffle instead?"

Jacob: "..."

Grunt A: "..."

Jacob: "......."

Grunt A: "......."

Jacob: "..........."

Grunt A: "............"

Jacob: "..."

Grunt A: :)

-He cries out in pain as the gravity increases-

Jacob: "Ah, sweet catharsis."

-He kneels down, and digs his fingers into the grunt's scalp and lifts their head- "Alright. I have some questions about you... and the rest of this Dirge organization."

???: -The man raises a hand, lit only by the light of monitors. Behind him a pair of eyes glow bright blue- "There is no need for that. I will answer your question-"

Grunt 1: "-quite simply, we are an organization dedicated to the discovering of... possibility."

Jacob: "... I'm-"

Verax: "Psychic proxy."

Jacob: "Ah. Argentum?"

Argentum: <Complying. ... Error. Cannot trace source.>

Jacob: "Keep trying." -He looks back down at the grunt, releasing his grip with a slight throw that causes their head to bounce off the floor-

"Possibility?"

Grunt 1(?): "You've met at least one. One who comes from a different time."

Jacob: "..!! How did you-??"

Grunt 1(?): "Please."

???: "It was child's play. Ludmilla. Lillianna. There have been traces. They covered their tracks... decently. But."

Jacob: "Lillianna?"

Grunt 1(?): "Don't worry. Anyway-"

???: "The goals of this organization very but all revolve around the ability to exploit the various worlds and timelines of various possibilities. A world where humanity dies. A world were all Pokémon are changed to humans. A world without Legendaries. A world with Legendary class humans. A worthless world. A worthwhile world. And every other possibility."

-And through the monitor's speakers, Jacob's reply is heard-

"But... for what???"

???: "... That varies. Some of us want to drain the natural power from these realms. Use their lifeforms for an endless supply of Infinite Energy, or other resources. Some what powers yet unseen in this realm."

"... I however, just want to find a choice that matters."

"... Who am I speaking with?"

???: -He grins. He was starting to think along the right lines- "... I go by a relatively simple name. Forgive its blandness."

"I go by-"

Grunt 1(?): ".... Clear."

-And the grunt spasms, blood pouring out his nose, before he goes silent and stops speaking-

-And in short order, the other four in the room do the same-

Jacob: "..."

"..........."

-He stands up, brushes off his dress slacks and sighs- "... Let's get to the admin office. Maybe we'll find another clue. Misty was helpful with the tip-off to the last location. Hopefully we'll find another thread to pull."

-Verax nods and the two dart out of the room- "Happy fucking New Year, huh Jakes?"

Jacob: "... Mm."

Clear: "... Interesting. Very interesting. Would you change it then? ... The future I want to see...?"

Edited by Verax on Jan 2nd 2019 at 2:35:37 PM

PEFE HQ, Access Corridor - Past

-Something goes crack as Lillianna is hurled against the walls and ceiling. Before Cytiss can do too much damage, however, a small but determined voice cries out.-

Liam: H-HEY! Don't you h-hurt her!

-He rises from trying to treat Shun's injuries and charges Cytiss, trying to shoulder-slam him with his full, surprisingly muscular mass.-

Sinnoh Resort Area

-Lucius retreats into Ever's lap with his stolen corndog, grinning triumphantly at Levi.-

Lucius: Awwww, are you telling me that even as your beautiful boyfriend I don't get first taste of your treats? I'm hurt~

-He looks up at Ever, cheeks tinted faintly red.-

Lucius: Did you just say- never mind. You okay? You've got your "someone is fucking with me and for once I'm not actively enjoying it" face on.

Roxy finished up and closed up the plating, Silas flexed the left arm and sighed, "Got a call from the Poacher I've been after, Delta. Bomb threat in the battle subway," he started.

Leaning back he ran his hand through his hair, "Bomb was a fake and the thing was a test... I failed. I got my ass kicked and he got away, he even made it clear just how outpaced I am."

Hacks nodded, ~Separated us and still had a mon left over to help him win.~

"His entire motive is practicality, if it doesn't do its job when it's needed it's out."

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Channah: So... Why'd you come here all those years ago? Can't remember if you told me.

Unova

-Jessica makes a noise of utter disgust and repulsion.-

Jessica: "Poachers. Eugghh."

"But I heard that capital P. Clearly Delta's not just some asshole with a Luxray and a money fetish."

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-To Channah-

It wasn't by choice. Back when that whole business with the Space-Time Orb, or Space Globe, happened in 2012 (Or partially in 2612), after I rescued my friend and colleague Tracer from a Freaky Friday-type situation in the universe where humanity got turned into Pokémon, we ended up in the Pokémon-only universe again with this gigantic Carnivine named Van Kleiss who inadvertently revealed that one of his underlings was responsible for breaking it in the first place.

We fought, we won, but then that Guzzlord appeared and we had to fight it for the sake of all worlds, since it seemed like it wanted to consume everything. It had apparently managed to eat some of the Shards, and that allowed it to eat its way through multiversal barriers like you or I would a cake. So we ended up going to whole bunch of different worlds fighting this thing, ending at the Entralink, and the True Entree.

The lake drying up? The bridges breaking? All collateral from our battle.

Sinnoh Resort Area

-Ever lets out a disappointed whine-

Ever: Yeah, I hate to ruin New Years, but...

...actually, what time is it anyway?

-they toss their phone to their other hand to show it to Lucius-

-this is obviously a problem, as their other hand is currently [take your pick of "at the bottom of the Alolan Sea" or "self-repairing in a room on the Stormchaser"], and they catch it with a foot just before it falls into the pool-

Ever: ...Anyway.

-they pick up the phone and more awkwardly show it to Lucius, and presumably Mezzo-

Not that I don't enjoy a good fucking-with, but this is crossing a line or two.

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Channah: ...Well then. -raises an eyebrow- I think 7 or 8 years ago I was blindly wandering around Unova. What's the True Entree, though? And what happened to Tracer?

Edited by Metanoia on Jan 2nd 2019 at 5:35:22 AM