Ersatz Alliance

Professor Hawthorn: <The very same. I usually log on to some of the fora focused on charmander lines for... rather obvious reasons. Forum's been a great help in adapting to this condition.>

Stephanie: I took an class in pokémon communications. To say that it's made life easier for us is an understatement.

Professor Hawthorn: <I kind of became bilingual since the first incident happened. Apparently it's one of the benefits of lycanthropy and transformation, though for reasons that should be clear, my daughter and I decided that she will not attempt to wear those armbands—>

Stephanie: The agreement was that I don't get those transforming armbands as a minor, dad. I turned 18 years ago. Granted, it'd have saved us a few units at university, but hey, plausible deniability.

Professor Hawthorn: <I'm a single parent, Steph.>

Stephanie: Didn't regret the class, though. Dad was rattling off about how I excelled in classroom environments.

Chris: <Gee, I wonder what she'll turn into.>

Professor Hawthorn: <The transformation takes a lot of getting used to by my experience, though that may be because of the effed-up lycanthropy. And yes, there are aspects of the monform process that take a lot more time to adapt to. One shudders to think of how a weremon gets by without opposable thumbs.>

erstatz alliance, past

Gwen: Personally, I find what I have in mon form acceptable, but I guess it does help being able to use moves like shadow sneak. There was this one guy, however, who had a Rockruff for a pokeform. I think his name was Marco? Also yeah, the awoo forums are great for help with stuff like that! As long as you don't give away too much about yourself, like where you are currently. I had to learn that the hard way.

Cady: What do you mean?

-Cecelia shivers-

Cecelia: <You don't wanna know. It sounds awful.>

Gwen: It's still a great forum though.

erstatz alliance, now

Cady: You said that I looked like someone you knew. Who would that be.

Gwen: Oh, she's called Lila. I was getting a present for her as it's her birthday in two days.

Cady: Does she look like this?

-She pulls out the photo-

Gwen: Yup. That's her.

Cady: Do you know where I can find her? I used to know her.

Gwen: She's on holiday in Alola with a friend at the moment. She'll either be somewhere there or on the stormchaser.

Cady: The stormchaser?

Gwen: The stormchaser. The j-teams airship.

Cady: Oh. But how do I even get there from here?

Gwen: Depends. But I'm pretty sure that closet is the one for the stormchaser.

-She points to a closet nearby-

Cady: Thanks. Which one goes back to Hau'oli?

Gwen: I think it's that door over there.

-Gwen's phone rings and she picks it up-

Gwen: Hello?

Danny: Erm, we maaay have done something wrong and half the cake is on the ceiling.

Gwen: How did that even happen? I'll be there in a minute.

-She hangs up-

Gwen: Sorry, got a bit of a cake crisis going on, I hope I was helpful.

-she shifts into a Gourgeist and flies through to the stormchaser-

Cady: Well, at least we now know where to go.

Edited by QuantumMelody29 on Jan 23rd 2019 at 12:31:57 PM

I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.

Foxverse

Lyra: "Like was said...they just want to wipe us out."

"Which is, you know. Bad."

Shaun: "Yeah I think we're all generally anti-genocide?"

Ace: "Now is not the time for jokes, you two. Dozens if not hundreds just died."

Shaun: "I know, and if I dwell on the fact that it happened so easily and quickly and that I almost got hit I'm going to go insane."

"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"

Cerulean Pokemon Center

-This morning, Lucius appears to be awake and somewhat more conscious of his surroundings, lying in bed and rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand.-

Vermillion City

-Mr Smith nods at Ever.-

Mr Smith: Oh yes, the contract has to be enforceable! To put it this way, if the Dusknoir were to become a Dusk-not, then you're high and dry! This is why you always get such friendly arrangements in writing, or at the very least blog about them on the Tweeters.

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.

Halis is still sleeping... although they fell out of the chair and are sleeping on the floor at the moment. They seem troubled, though. A nightmare of some kind, perhaps. It's hard to tell just by looking at them.

"Welcome to my nightmare," Silas said, "I still see the armies of dross in my sleep... plus the head of DeCross himself, especially when all his flesh flew off and he was a giant brain and eyeballs..."

Bishop patted Silas on the back, "Captain does this ship have a repair bay for robotic frames?"

"Presumably."

Drakos nodded, "It does, third deck. We made changes in preparation for your return."

Silas nodded as several crew came over, "Take /Duck's body up to the repair bay, see if you can get it better outfitted for combat."

Drakos lead everyone into the Ops room and had several technicians show a complete map of the Solar system, "We've entered war, you can expect Foxeria to put their full funds into the Cobalt Stars... also how much do you love blue?"

Silas blinked, "I'm literally covered in Blue fur wearing a blue jacket."

Drakos sighed and displayed a larger map, it was more solar systems tied to the Slip system, "The Draconic Front comes from the Zero System, so their bases will be located there. We can send you there but you'll be by yourself for the most part."

"Not alone," a voice came.

In walked Logan with his entourage, Chase smiled and waved, "Hi! I'm Chase, and that's Logan, he was a prison-"

"DON'T SAY IT!"

"Biiiitch..."

Logan groaned, "We got held behind enemy lines once and you're never gonna let that go."

Drakos looked at Logan, "We're currently stretching ourselves thin on funds, we'll need to rebu-"

"We're giving a discount, 50% off."

Silas and Drakos stared at Logan.

"Dexter's involved, that bastard has evaded us for too long, this is a personal matter."

Silas recalled what had went down and felt sympathetic, thank arceus that he could keep a straight face, Logan wouldn't have wanted any sympathy.

"Okay, we'll keep Solar Wind here then to guard us. Just in case."

Silas turned to Logan, "Well then, you and I are leading the charge to Zero then?"

Logan extended a hand, "You've improved, you have still yet to surpass me."

Silas smirked and shook his hand, "I'm a fast learner."

Silas smirked a bit at Rogue, and then the smirk became a wide apathetic grin, on Silas's face it was honestly unsettling.

"I'm not too worried about you abusing it, I think I can figure out who you are and just track you down if you abuse my tools."

He had a little more time to dedicate brainpower to identity, he knew Rogue from somewhere, they seemed familiar and he was still hung up on that earlier comparison. There was a reason why.

Hacks facepawed and sighed, ~Way to go.~

Silas shrugged, he turned to a wall terminal, "Bishop what's our ETA?"

"Less than 10 minutes Captain, we'll be making Landfall soon."

Silas nodded, "Snakeye! You're with me and Hacks!"

Snakeye grinned and walked over, <Course pardner.>

Roxy grinned and walked by with Oliver and Amber, "I got my choices!"

Tae shrugged, <I'll run overwatch.>

The airship landed out at the beach and the Jackal disembarked, followed by the Fox, and their mons, "Remember everyone, this is a stealth mission, we'll approach the town first. Try to find anything out of place."

Ersatz Alliance

Professor Hawthorn: <So I've heard. There was this creep of a user there once; she eventually found out a few identities here and there and it led to a slew of kidnappings.>

Stephanie: Talk about stranger danger.

Banshee's Island

As the Jackal and his pokémon disembarked, they were followed by the Taipan and the others. Running past the Taipan's feet is an ordinary—if large—rattata that scampers off.

Overhead is a skarmory.

The Taipan: Look out for anything unusual, Maverick, and let us know immediately.

Edited by MasterJayAM on Jan 24th 2019 at 1:52:39 AM

erstatz alliance

Gwen: Definitely. I'm pretty sure they got banned.

Cady: I hope they got banned. That's horrible!

Cecelia: <Yeah.>

Gwen: Doesn't help my identity crisis much that's for sure.

Cecelia: <What crisis?>

Gwen: You see, most lycanthropes have the luxury of knowing who they were originally. I am unfortunately not one of them. I've been a weremon as long as I can remember. Also, I have no idea who my real parents are so I can't just ask them. So I have no idea whether I'm human or pokemon. Also, that's not mentioning the other questions that come up with me being ghost type and all.

Edited by QuantumMelody29 on Jan 23rd 2019 at 9:53:29 AM

I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.

Vermilion City

Ever: ...You can...make a legally binding agreement by tweeting it?

Breeze: <We should probably ignore the political implications.>

-Ever squints at Mr. Smith, possibly out of suspicion or possibly just because they're not convinced he isn't a hallucination brought on by mixing Ambien and workplace safety presentations-

Ever: Uh...who was it you said you were again?

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Abandoned Sinnoh Island

-Gaia nods at the Jackal, staying low and surveying the area as Foxglove sticks close to her side.-

Gaia: I can take to the rooftops, if we want an aerial vantage point.

Cerulean Pokemon Center

-At some point during their slumber on the floor, Halis may feel a hand shaking them by the shoulder.-

Lucius: Hey. Hey kid. You okay?

Vermillion City

-Mr Smith thrusts his hand towards Ever.-

Mr Smith: The name's Smith! Most of my friends just call me Smith though. I'm a social media consultant, helping the corporate world connect with youthenialls such as yourself. I also moonlight as a DJ, if you require my services at a disco or line dance.

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.

-A number of thoughts run through Rogue's mind.-

Rogue: Then we'll talk later and save you the trouble of guessing. But that comes later. We have a job to do now.

-And as the ship lands, they step outside, giving a quick look at their surroundings.-

Rogue: Maybe next time we show up, it'll be beach season.

Halis begins yelling and flailing around, panicking almost immediately.

Halis: "No! Don't make me do that, please!!"

They don't seem to realize that it was just a nightmare and quickly scramble over to a corner, cowering and trying to hide.

Halis: "...A-anything but that..."

Vermilion City

Ever: ...Huh.

-they shake Mr. Smith's hand, seeming somewhat surprised that there's an actual physical sensation as a result-

It's...to meet you, Smith. I'm Ever. Before you ask, I just have one of those faces.

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Abandoned Sinnoh Island

Gaia: This is Sinnoh. It is rarely, if ever, "beach season" here.

Cerulean Pokemon Center

-Lucius immediately backs away from Halis, throwing up his arm.-

Lucius: Hey, hey, don't panic! It's only me. I'm not going to make you do anything. You awake? Is that gas still getting to you?

Vermillion City

Mr Smith: Don't worry, so do I! My mother even used to pick up the wrong child from school! Ah, I never let her live that one down. Literally!

-He smiles at Ever, a process that somehow doesn't seem to move any other part of his face.-

Mr Smith: You know, you seem like a youngster with a krunk attitude and the kind of crushed, weary resignation you need to work in the corporate world. You wouldn't happen to be looking for work, would 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.

Halis shakes a bit before stopping to peek out at the rest of the room.

Halis: "O-oh... it wasn't, uh, real..."

Halis slowly gets back up and goes back over to their seat, sitting back down.

Halis: "Sorry about, well, that. I, uh... nightmares."

They hold their head, looking around a bit.

Halis: "It felt so... real, though. Even started in this same room. I didn't realize I was asleep at all..."

Vermilion City

-Ever blinks-

Breeze: <Uh, Ever? Are you sure this is a good idea? I'm like 70% this guy killed—>

Ever: I mean, I could use something to fill the time.

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Cerulean Pokemon Center

-Lucius lets out a long sigh.-

Lucius: Yeah, nightmares are the worst. Don't get them as often as I used to, but still. Might have something to do with whatever Metus gassed us with.

-He rubs the back of his neck.-

Lucius: ...Sorry you had to deal with that.

Vermillion City

-Mr Smith claps his hands together.-

Mr Smith: Cow-a-bunga! I'm sure this will be the start of a long and, dare I say it, memelicious partnership. How does "Lesser Junior Assistant at Best Berry Corporation" sound to you, buddy?

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.

Vermilion Center

-the words theoretically register in Ever's mind, but they're too busy thinking about the word "memelicious" to really consider anything that's currently happening-

Maybe this guy isn't real. Maybe someone like...glued a Mr. Potato Head onto a Hitmonlee. That's probably it.

Breeze: <Hey, Ever, isn't that—>

Ever: Sounds like a plan.

-Breeze faceribbons-

Edited by memyselfandI2 on Jan 23rd 2019 at 1:24:42 AM

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Halis: "...It's fine now. At least neither of us are seriously hurt or anything."

Halis dusts off their outfit and re-tightens the scarf.

Halis: "If you need something while we're here, you can ask me. I do think we should stick together for a while until we know what's happening with this 'Metus' person, though."

Cerulean Pokemon Center

-Lucius nods and lies back down on the bed.-

Lucius: Yeah, that's probably a good idea. For what it's worth, I have a hunch who they might be, but I do have a long and proud history of being spectacularly wrong about things.

Vermillion City

Mr Smith: Groove-tastic. Sign here, please!

-He produces a contact as thick as Ever's arm and waves it in front of them.-

Mr Smith: I'll have one of my other assistants page you my number as well. The convenience of modern technology, amirite?

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.

Halis: "Well, couldn't be any worse than me taking guesses, at least... all I know is something felt off about them, a feeling that persisted even after I brought you here."

Halis checks their PDA, but can't seem to get it to turn on.

Halis: "...Also, I think they broke my PDA."

Abandoned Sinnoh Island

Shaun: "Speaking as a native Sinn who raised an Empoleon from an egg, it is always beach season here."

-He gazes over the island, obscuric wisps fliting out from under his coat.-

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Cobalt Chaser

-Lyra shivers.-

Lyra: "Please don't remind me. The nightmares still aren't wholly under control."

-She hugs herself and looks at Silas and Drakos.-

Lyra: "Permission to retire to my cabin, commander?"

-It's unclear who she's talking to.-

"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"

Vermilion City

-despite the fact that the contract is paper, Ever takes out their phone to read it-

Breeze: <Ever, don—>

Ever: It's signed...science really is so amazing.

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Foxverse

"... I'm not even gonna ask," Colton decided as he returned his pistol to his jacket pocket, reaffirming the safety was on.

And then Logan and his entourage appeared. Colton shrugged but said nothing, although his tail was wagging. I'll take whatever help we can get, he mentally decided.

Abandoned Island

Amaterasu powered through her cold feet and hands to return herself to full humanity, and stepped out after shooting a glance at Pent, hoping he'd notice before she continued, unsure of what to do.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

Cerulean Pokemon Center

-Lucius sighs.-

Lucius: Yup, that sounds about right for them. Sorry about the PDA. I'd offer to buy you a new one, but... money.

Vermilion City

Mr Smith: Indeed! So amazing it makes me want to el-em-ay-oh sometimes. Anyway, I guess I'll see you around the office! Be there, or be square! And by square, I mean "fired"!

-He turns around and walks away.-

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.