he has every disease and no brain
The "White Building", Colin's Outpost, Kanto
Callum would be locked up with chains in a large black room in the white building.
Callum: What do you want?
The room would be illuminated with lights, to the point that it looked like it was night time.
Woman: Okay, let's see if this works...
The woman would walk into the room. A man would fiddle with a control panel, and the woman quickly turned into a shiny Armaldo.
Callum: W-What the hell?
Man: Okay, that's phase one of the experiment. Initiate phase two.
The Armaldo!Woman would hold up her "hand" (claw).
Colin: Wait!
He ran into the room.
Colin: Why are you doing this?
The man glared at him.
Man: Standard procedure, sir.
Colin: No, this ISN'T standard procedure. This is just trying to bring someone into the team.
The woman would swipe Callum across the arm, causing the latter to draw blood and let out an almost bestial scream.
Colin would push the man out of the way, causing the latter to hit the wall at high speed, and fiddled with the control panel again. This caused the woman to turn back into a human.
He ran into the room Callum was in and started to unlock Callum from the chains.
Colin: I'm terribly sorry about my workers. I don't know what got into the-
The door locked and the man started fiddling with the panel again.
Sephy and Callum's Caravan
Sephy: Okay, I think it's time to go.
She grabbed a box of chardonnay, and caught a whiff of it.
Sephy: Cyoar, that smells nice...
She slapped herself.
Sephy: No, Sephy, you're not becoming an alcoholic.
Edited by Routeferret on Mar 24th 2019 at 5:54:48 PM
i think i’m in love (probably just hungry)
The Wanderer
Prost
Pink: -Has Galen switch to Sensor mode-
Thread: -Has Omoikane use Calm Mind-
Well if I had to take a guess at what this puppet can do...
Mokele Mbembe: -Casts a Reflect-
Silas looked about, let go of the treasure, "I got a plan," he muttered under his breath.
"It's a bad one. It's bound to go up in flames! HEH!"
"Solaire, charge."
Solaire burst into flame and rushed forward, "BY THE SUN! TASTE MY FURY!" he shouted.
"Finally let him talk."
"Look if he's anything like the merc that inspired the Dark Souls character..."
"I know that. I know everything you know. I'm you after all."
Jackal looked over the area and pulled out his phone and scanned the area, "Wow, they really haven't been here long. No place for the O.P.S to hook in. We're working analogue then."
Fox nodded, "It'll be tough, but we can make this work."
Jackal grunted, "Keep a close eye on your maps people, we got a lot of ground to cover."
Obelisk spoke up over comms, "Captain. From what I can tell is that the dig will be beginning today."
"Double time it people, we'll worry about the dig when they get started. We don't even know what site they're gonna hit."
A few of the skeletons around were humans in broken medieval armor, and even a few mon skeletons in armor. It was a creepy place but it did lead straight up into the castle.
The caves of the catacombs were far larger than they should be even accounting for the largest possible mons that could walk on land with ease. If anyone dared to pay attention, they would notice large marks in part of the cave walls to the catacombs, as if giant fingers had dug through there.
There was also the sound of mechanical footsteps, above there was a Futurchamp marching about, followed by a Futurecario.
Silas was glad he had a unfair advantage over the Draconic Front, Aura sight was very useful, he tossed another aura sphere knocking another out of the way.
"We're making good progress Captain, we'll meet up with the local guard soon, once we-"
He was interrupted by the sight of a Latios fighter poking its nose right at the window the team was before.
Silas blinked, "HELMETS ON!"
Zoroark In Disguise
Castelia City
Shadow: -wandering through the city, Maverick by his side, while Mischief sits on his head, disguised as a Purrloin- Hmm... What should we do today?Mischief: <I want a Casteliacone!>
Shadow: No! You're not getting a Casteliacone! You're going to get fat if you don't eat anything but treats!
Maverick: <Can I have a Casteliacone?>
Shadow: No!!!
Mischief and Maverick, in unison: <We want Casteliacones! We want Casteliacones!
Shadow: Heck no!!!
Mischief and Maverick, together: -stare up with puppy-dog eyes-
Shadow: -groans in surrender as he rubs his temples- Okay, fine. I'll try and rustle up some Casteliacones. Arceus you two are spoiled.
Heheheh
pain peko
Lycanrow, Hydroplant
Vulpecula: "Hmm...the dig might take up their attention."
-She takes in the displays of her H.U.D. before nodding.-
Vulpecula: "Where to, Jackie?"
Lycanrow, Catacombs
-Spectre pokes a few of the skeletons and inspects an intact helmet before continuing on.-
Spectre: <Wonder what happened to those losers...>
-Phantom's eyes lock on to the Futuremons as his eyepieces magnify them, like a pair of binoculars.-
Phantom: "Two bogies. Mecha Machamp and Lucario. Recommended action, Nightingale?"
Prototen
-Shaun quickly toggles his helmet while Lyra and Ace unclip theirs and slide them on.-
Ace: <Tsunami I hope you're still in that tank.>
<And that it has ground-to-air arms.>
-He levels his anti-material rifle at the Latios ship and fires at the cockpit.-
If this hits I will never let Silas live it down
"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"
Meet The New Boss
SNES Cafe
Sawtooth: Thanks!
...
<You OK sir?>
Castelia
-Shadow may notice a grumpy-looking blonde guy and his Alolan Marowak-
Contact Me!
Some Rando
Jubilife Prost - Theater
Recognizing everyone else being able to contribute to the fight without having to worry, haunted by the fear that he would be recognized and ruin everything, Colton found his anxiety building as he huddled against the door. He didn't even register the pounding rain until a voice spoke up.
a voice chimed from somewhere that only Colton heard, prompting him to look around in a panic out of fear that more enemies were around. That you're on the verge of an emotional breakdown already, yet there has barely been any prompting. How conflicted are you? Only for a new sensation to form that he dreaded, since he knew that it could only be caused by those much stronger than him.
A pounding migraine.
How the hell did it bypass his Mind of Crystal defense, Colton asked himself as the pain continued to build, and the voice continued speaking to him as he was forced against the wall, still holding his aching temples. It's a veritable playground in here. Grudges, anonymity and trauma, oh my~ it sang, almost mocking him. But are you really going to let those define you? Are you really going to allow your emotions to remain so volatile over so few mishaps?
Get out of my head! Colton mentally strained, pushing against this force that almost seemed to get stronger to match his resistance. No, this force that was his resistance. Everything in there is justified!
None of it is justified, the voice countered. You've held on to this one for almost ten years. I don't even know how, especially since you didn't know who to hold it against for seven of those years! This grudge is slowly eating away at you; a chafing crown of negativity scarring your skin. Is there any desire to heal? Because all I see in you is the desire to tear off the freshly formed scabs to throw at the ones you are still mad at, even though they did nothing to directly attack you.
The Unovan laid down on the floor and tried to pry his hands away from his pounding head to put his headphones on to drown this voice, only for it to seemingly get stronger, faster, forcing him to place his hands back, tears welling in his eyes as the pain would. not. stop.
Of course your first defense is your music, it sighed. Your media. An escape from the reality of the fact that all you've done to heal is bandage without addressing the wounds themselves. Tear down these walls for me, so that I may walk beside you.
Remove from us the blinders so that we may accustom to the rage and love given to us in equal measure.
As if spurred on by the mention, a blindfold appeared over Colton's eyes, tight enough that even though he could see through it, he would not be able to open his eyes, as they were forced closed from the pain.
No longer should you hide from yourself and your demons. They will drain all your lifeblood while begging for more. You will drain your lifeblood. Expose the wounds. TEND TO THEM!
Inadvertently, he grabbed it, only to reveal that it was stuck so fast to his face that it was drawing blood. With enough goading, enough time, he eventually pulled off the blood-soaked blindfold with a cry of anguish, breathing raspy as he allowed himself to stand back up, blue fire circling behind himself. His heavy breathing slowly turned into laughter.
He was right, he thought, still chuckling as his clothes shifted, becoming track gear accented by both a half-cape and his ever-present jacket. Everyone was right. I was slowly killing myself with entitlement. Ghetsis, Lady Kuu, Gudrunn’s corruption, Ilya’s affection. None of them were ever mine, and none of them were ever meant to be mine. I don’t know what I was expecting, blindly going after anything that could have made me more revered, but I don’t need any of that. I just need what little love I can get.
And if that’s from me, so be it. I still have my pride, dammit, and I’m not going to let you trample all over it because I couldn’t keep myself stable once. And anger isn’t instability; it’s as human an emotion as irritation or joy. I have every right to be angry, and not just at myself. Exhibit A:
The new Persona, much like his host would, summoned some stone spires around himself before shattering them to dust in a Swords Dance.
Prototen
Colton blanched through his fur, looking at the ship.
Lycanrow Catacombs
Lamb knelt down beside the skeletons, head down, helmet in her arms. After about ten seconds she stood back up, nine vulpine tails fanning out, ears folded down before she put her helmet back on.
"Don't know about you, but I'm ready to incapacitate and amnesticate," she decided.
[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]
Zoroark In Disguise
Castelia City
Shadow: Hey... Isn't that a Marowak? Something's off about it. -approaches the grouchy guy-Mischief: <Hey wait I wanted a Casteliacone!>
Shadow: Just a sec Mischief. -to the grumpy guy- Hey there. Is that actually a Marowak? It doesn't look like one.
Heheheh
Not A Lawyer
Castelia City, UMNH Seminar Hall
-At Silversmith's request, Minstrel stows the Mudsdale mask away and produces a beaked masquerade mask.-
Minstrel: Keep it, if you want. I am always able to acquire another, after all.
Castle Lycanrow, Lecture Hall - Day 2
-Marigold raises her eyebrow at Dr. Tonio's mutterings, but takes being forgotten about as an opportunity to activate her earbud's recorder and take a seat in the back of the room.-
Edited by Herbert40k on Mar 24th 2019 at 6:45:38 PM
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.
he has every disease and no brain
The "White Building", Colin's Outpost, Kanto
Callum: Huh?
Colin: Don't worry, I've got this.
He flipped a panel up in the room, revealing a smaller control panel, and pressed it. A beam of light would shine up and Colin and Callum vanished.
The "Orange Building", Colin's Outpost, Kanto
Colin and Callum would re-appear in a teleporter.
Colin: There we go.
Colin's Outpost, Kanto
Colin would start walking Callum to the exit.
Colin: Again, I'm terribly sorry for the inconvenience. Just come back here if anything goes wrong.
Callum: Thanks. I'll see you later, I guess?
i think i’m in love (probably just hungry)
The Catacombs, Eddisburg
The Taipan maintained her resolve. True horrors, she maintained, aren't seen in skeletons from a time long passed. Curiosity—with perhaps an undercurrent of fear—did take the betterr of her when it came to the scratch marks. They were definitely not mechanical in nature, especially given the time period the armor suggested. One could almost presume that this was the work of some of the precursor civilizations occasionally discussed in history treatises.
The Taipan, of course, would be worried (even a little bit) that whatever eldritch horror that made these marks might still live. Priscilla, however, can't quite resist thinking about whether they've already catalogued artifacts of a precursor nature and was middle way through planning how she'd do a cost-to-benefit analysis of various precursor-tech storage systems when she comes back to the office.
Following her were an armored seviper, grumpig, and dragonite.
She then heard the sounds of the altered pokémon, making her recoil in disgust and feel a twinge of pity for the horrifying things that must've happened. What Murphy and Gaia have shared about the doctor was appalling.
"I swear, I am going to deck that bitch right in the kisser," her mind ran.
She couldn't bear to shudder in disgust at the thought of Pokefutures' abuses. And neither could her pokémon.
Craig: <Ssssuch horrorssss, I've heard, were involved in their creation. Thessssse people are monsssstersss.>
Jackie: <What pigs.>
Mistress: <I'm right here.>
SNES Cafe
Tommy: Oh, my apologies for that. I just remembered how one of my friends would react if they met you guys. Big Nintendo fan.
Meet The New Boss
SNES Cafe
Druddigon: <Ah yeah! He'd probably love this plafe.>
Castelia
Man: -gives Shadow a Look™️- She's Alolan.
Contact Me!
Zoroark In Disguise
Castelia City
Shadow: -Quizzical Tilt- Okay, but how does that answer my question? Heheheh
Meet The New Boss
Castelia
Shizuo: Alolan Marowak are diffrent from other Marowak in their types and such. Haven't you read a high school biology textbook?
Marowak: <Shizuo...>
Contact Me!
chaos catby with a flannel shirt addiction
Castelia city
-A teenage girl with large blond pigtails is standing in the casteliacone queue, a shiny Metang floating in circles around her.-
Eva: <How long is this line? Why did we have to do it this way?!>
Merah: I honestly don't know. Why didn't you take your scarf off before we left?
Eva: <I forgot ok? But I can't just take it off now!>
Merah: True.
I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.
The Wanderer
Kanto Route 13
-Is taking a nap-
Tangela: -Fainting a Poliwag- <Yay!>
Tyto: -Is currently taking turns tapping Cosmoem with Ali- <I wonder would happen if the casing broke...>
Pici: -Watching- <Probably explode, they're supposed be a neutron star or something like that.>
Muddy: <So back to what we used to do back in the day... spend time on a beach like bums.>
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Zoroark In Disguise
Castelia City
Shadow: Yeah, I did. But I'm mostly interested in Dark Types. Sorry.Mischief: <I WANNA CASTELIACONE!!!>
Shadow: Ugh! Would you excuse me, my Pokemon's been demanding a Casteliacone for the past ten minutes. -to Mischief- Just ONE, okay Mischief? -heads to the Casteliacone line mumbling about how spoiled his Pokemon are-
Heheheh
Meet The New Boss
Castelia
Shizuo: Why the hell are these lines so long anyway?
Marowak: <It's making me hungrier at least.>
Contact Me!
chaos catby with a flannel shirt addiction
castelia city
-Eva notices Shadow and mischief enter the queue-
Eva: ~Oh hey! Welcome to the world's slowest moving queue ever!~
Merah: Really? I swear, I can't believe I'm the level headed one here.
I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.
he has every disease and no brain
Saffron City
Callum would be walking back, only to bump into Sephy halfway to their caravan.
Callum: Oh, hi Sephy. How did the delivery go?
Sephy: It went grea- WHAT HAPPENED!?
She pointed at the wound on Callum's arm.
Callum: Well, the person who I was delivering the alcohol to turned out to be on a team of Weremons. He was most likely one too. Then one of them scratched me, and that's where this came from.
Sephy: Yikes... You should get that checked out.
An Airplane from Kanto to Sinnoh, Past
Milagros: Oh, I can't wait to get back home...
He would get out his phone and started to write a story on it. A boy sitting behind him got interested in what he was doing.
Boy: Give me your phone!
Milagros: Sorry, but it's mi-
The boy tried to grab Milagros' phone before he could answer.
Milagros: Hey!
He put it down.
Boy's mum (Entitled Parent): Let him have it! He's been nice today!
Milagros: [attempting to sound professional] Sorry, ma'am, but he tried to take it without permission.
He put his phone in his pocket and laid back. He eventually fell asleep. A little while later, he felt a hand on his leg.
Milagros shifted his leg, and the hand pulled back.
EP: Give him that phone!
Milagros: Ma'am, no means no. Sorry, but he should have asked the first time.
He tried to relax again, only for the boy to get up and literally pounce on him.
Milagros: WHA-HEY!
He pushed the boy off, gently by the way, and the latter started crying.
EP: My baby!
She got out of her seat and glared at Milagros.
EP: You better give him that phone now, you little git!
Milagros: [now furious] No, he should have asked the FIRST time and MAYBE I would have given it to him! BUT YOU LET HIM JUMP ONTO ME TO GET THE PHONE, SO WHEN ARE YOU GONNA REALISE THAT, WOMAN!?
He took a moment to calm down.
Milagros: Oh god... Lo siento. Sorry for shouting at you, ma'am. I don't even remember the last time I shouted that loud...
Boy: [sniffles] Can I have the phone?
Milagros: NO.
i think i’m in love (probably just hungry)
Zoroark In Disguise
Castelia City
Shadow: -shrugs- Eh. When you live in Castelia or a nearby area, you get used to it. Trust me, Casteliacones are worth waiting for - MAVERICK!Maverick: -trying to sneak to the front of the line- <Caught! Unlucky!> -Mareepishly walks back-
Shadow: Ugh... I swear, what am I going to do with you two? One of you tries to court every compatible female you find and the other's obsessed with food!
Maverick and Mischief, in unison: <HEY!>
Shadow: Not to mention that YOU -boops Mischief- are too shy to fight properly.
Mischief: -puppy-dog eyes- <But... But... But I'm cute, right?>
Shadow: Yes, you're cute. You're lucky you're cute. You're a pain in the neck!
Heheheh
chaos catby with a flannel shirt addiction
castelia city
Eva: ~Yeah, I grew up in Mistralton. I've had these before. I just can't stand the queues.
Merah: Yup.
I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.
Meet The New Boss
Zoroark In Disguise
Castelia City
Shadow: I've never actually been outside Unova, myself. I've been meaning to head to Alola to learn about the local Dark Types, but I've never gotten around to it. I hear they have insanely powerful super moves there. I think they were called "Z-Moves"?Mischief: <I wanna visit Hoenn or Sinnoh! I hear they have "Contests" there!>
Maverick: <I've heard rumors of something called Mega Evolution. I'm dying to try it!>
Shadow: I've done some training with these two, and determined that Mischief, despite her shyness, makes for a fantastic performer. Maverick, of course, is my main battler. -shrugs- In Unova, I've considered going to Dragonspiral Tower, check out the Pokemon there. I may be a Dark Type specialist, but I could still use some other Types. I hear they have some good choices there. -rummages through his bag- I've got a few choices written down here. Lessee, Mienfoo, Golett... Maybe head to Twist Mountain for an Ice Type. Or the Giant Chasm, just off Route 13, which is where I met Maverick. Apparently Sneasle live there. I hear there are Metang too. -grins-
Heheheh
SNES Cafe, Lumiose City (Past)
Tommy: Well met, Sawtoooth. Let us know if you two are coming. Here's my number.
Upon giving Robin and Sawtooth his business card, Tommy pondered on how different the situation would've been if his friend Shutter had been there. Gavin Albright has no "filter," he observed, and would make a captain obvious remark at how weird everything is as if people can't put the pieces together by themselves and simply elect to not make a big deal about it.
He'd likely make some passing mention about how it's extremely suspicious about the cosplayer who resembles a character from a video game too closely for comfort, as well as a tirade on how Nintendo jumped the shark with each console that wasn't the SNES. A rant played out on his mind.
"We get it Shutter. They might be a faller. Want a 'greatest detective' badge while you're at it? Come on, man, you've probably already figured out that I'm Arachna-Guy years ago if you're that good. If I'm worth your benefit of secrecy, why not these folks!"
The awkward pause was way too awkward.
UMNH Seminar, Castelia City
Stephanie and Gus, having apparently been relieved of their ticketing duties, move rather hastily down the halls, followed by their pokémon. Gus appears to have entered a verbal spat with a chandelure; his body language seems to evoke the kind of comical arguments that an otherwise happily married elderly couple would regularly engage in. Stephanie has on her a bemused face.
Edited by MasterJayAM on Feb 25th 2021 at 10:34:49 PM