The Velvet Room

-Watching the first execution was bad enough though not as bad as it could have been thanks to that cloth and the process being not totally bound by normal physics-

-Once the chainsaw came out, Tori quickly turned around and sat back on the bunk to avoid watching-

Tori: "Great, I'm working for a bad guy, just perfect..."

Stormchaser Gym

-I jump from behind one box to the ceiling, winking-

-Piku-chan fires a Thunderbolt, which misses-

Ian the Pikipek: -thinks to self- Phew, that was close... I gotta pull off more speedy moves like that if I wanna prove myself of use to Voyd in this raid...

-I sneakily walk across the rafters, trying to maintain my balance and not make a sound-

Velvet Room

Des pulls the brim of his stetson down over his eyes. He's seen enough.

"Even if they aren't 'real', I can't understand how one could be so callous towards another being."

He goes back to his cot and starts playing an acoustic guitar. Badly.

The Velvet Room

-Susan pales at the chainsaw version of this particular thing and she... Well she wants to shout at these Magnemite and try and figure out what's wrong with them but instead she remains quiet and backs off from the bars...-

Susan: <Are we quite done now..?>

Reversal Mountain, Bwever's Room

Bwefery: <Bwah bwahh bwah?>

Bwever: <Bwah bwah.>

-Bwefery sighs, and takes a card from the deck-

Bwie: <Bwah bwahhh, bwah bwah bwah bwah bwah, bwah.>

Bwever: -aghast- <Bwah bwah bwah.>

Bwie: <Bwah.>

Bwever: -shaking their head...which really translates to their whole body- <Bwah bwah bwah.>

Bwefery: <Bwah bwah?>

Bwever: <Bwah?>

Bwefery: <Bwah bwah bwaaaaahhh?>

-...-

-everyone looks to the space in the group where Bwamanita normally sits-

???: (in a hissing, haunting voice) Yeah, I was wondering how long it would take you to notice that.

-there's a young woman, probably, sitting where Bwamanita does. She's wearing a green cloak, and where her face should probably be, there's a Yamask instead, Mummy wrappings trailing out around her hair-

Yamasked Woman: They didn't breed you guys for brains, huh?

Bwefery: <Bwah!>

-...-

Yamasked Woman: Expecting your strange hatted subordinates? Honestly, if you think I'm going to just sit here and wait to be attacked...

-...-

Bwever: <Bwaaaahh!!>

-the Bwahmitos scatter-

Yamasked Woman: Lagomorphs. So fundamentally predictable. Grimoire!

Bwie: <Bwah!>

-Bwever's the first to be yanked off the floor, but the rest of the Bwahmitos follow, as a Dusclops melts out of a wall-

Grimoire the Dusclops: <Must we resort to this? It's so...juvenile.>

Bwever: <Bwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...>

-and the Bwahmitos are sucked up into the Dusclops's mouth-

Grimoire: <I'm going to have the worst indigestion.>

Yamasked Woman: Oh, suck it up.

-...-

Yamasked Woman: Well, if you won't laugh at my jokes, I'll have to. Ahahahaha!

-...-

Yamasked Woman: ...I have to say, not that it isn't fun or anything, but these babbling excuses for Whismur are hardly worth my time.

-she leans back, with a ghostly sigh-

Where's the flash? The verve?

???: <Have you tried doing literally anything worthwhile?>

-the voice, oddly, comes from the Yamasked Woman's mask. Or maybe it's not that odd, if you're a perceptive sort-

Yamasked Woman: Notoria, please. There are procedures to this sort of thing.

Notoria the Yamask: <And they involve the capture of meaningless background characters?>

Yamasked Woman: Ah, so you are capable of learning!

Notoria: <Someday, I think, your habit of assuming you're the smartest person in the room will get you killed.>

Yamasked Woman: Nobody ever died of being right. And I don't intend to die of anything.

Notoria: <Whatever you say, Vicky.>

Yamasked Woman: Ah-ah! What have I said about civilian names?

Notoria: <Nobody here but us villains, V.>

Yamasked Woman: It's the principle of the matter.

Notoria: <Personally, I think you're just too into cosplay.>

Yamasked Woman: Ah, but I'm not the one who suggested the death mask. Now, call me by my name, Notoria.

Notoria: <...Whatever you say, —>

-Caroline zaps Silas directly this time.-

Caroline: Inmate XIII-C will cease his disruptions at once.

Ren: -calling out- I agree, Silas. Keep your temper. You heard Igor, this place exist between dream and reality, mind and matter. Don't try to apply normal logic to this place. It won't make sense that way.

-to the group as a whole- And all of us need to calm down. Yelling about what we saw isn't going to do anything for us.

-Caroline zaps the bars of Ren's cell.-

Caroline: Inmate I-A will also quiet down.

Aria: -looking quite queasy- I have a question.

Justine: What is it inmate III-B?

Aria: Is there another way to get new Sub-Personas? I... I... D-don't think I'll b-be using the r-ritual here...

Edited by keys2tkingdom on May 1st 2019 at 6:51:58 AM

Castle Lycanrow, Dig Site Tunnels - Day 2

-Having thankfully maintained situational awareness during Tonio's spiel, Gaia rolls out of the way of the Beast's blow, cursing as she watches the rubble fall.-

Gaia: Dammit! Forget Tonio for now, we have to make sure this thing doesn't get free, or who knows what Pokefutures are going to do with it!

-Foxglove heeds her command and fires off several Razor Leafs at the Beast, while Gaia attempts to pump it full of poison darts.-

Cerulean Pokemon Center

-Lucius tilts his head at Luciana.-

Lucius: ...No, I think you're mistaken. He said he liked me, that means it can't be an insult. Anyway, if you want somewhere to start I guess the best place would be where I found the kid? I can lead you there if you want.

-He looks back at Winter.-

Lucius: Ah, yeah, I always used to struggle with that stuff. I'm a lot more comfortable with things I can see and feel. Oh, and I promised you food, so do you want me to make you a bento box now, or...?

Edited by Herbert40k on May 3rd 2019 at 12:33:06 PM

CPMC

Winter: Heck yeah! I'd love a bento. You got any [Spam]?

Cerulean PMC

Shaun: "Is that an invitation to ask for your number, or am I gonna have to test every number in the J-Team group chat?"

-Mason's cheeks tint ever so slightly, and suddenly eye contact is a bit harder to maintain.-

Mason: I-I mean, it can be. Besides, with that Lucario out there, we've gotta keep an eye out for each other, right? So we can get in touch in case something comes up and one of us needs help, and all that. You know, like what just happened.

Cerulean PMC

Luciana: "He called you an idiot, Lucius."

Hraesvelgr: <Analysis: Your cousin is incredibly dense.>

Luciana: "I think we noticed."

Celadon Center

Shaun: "Of course. Purely for, ah, business purposes, of course. Why else would I ask?"

-What an enigma: equal parts smug bastard and nervous gay.-

Velvet Room

Igor: -Clasping his hands- If a less... macabre affair for gaining new sub-Personas for you all is in order, I would recommend that you forge contracts with the demons you encounter on your quest, but that will require negotiations on your part.

Mason: Yeah, exactly. It's just for convenience. And because we're friends and all. Yeah.

-With an absolute refusal to admit any other reasons, even to himself, and likewise an absolute refusal to actually meet Shaun's eyes, he offers his phone for the sake of exchanging numbers.-

Cerulean Pokemon Center

-Lucius tilts his head at Luciana, with what he probably considers a knowing smirk forming on his lips.-

Lucius: ...I'm pretty sure I'd have noticed if he'd called me an idiot, thanks.

-He turns back to Winter.-

Lucius: Uh... no, sorry, I'm vegetarian. I've got some great spring rolls if you want them though!

CPMC

Winter: Deal. Hand em over.

Reversal mountain

Rin attempts to take cover from the shots.

Ruby also throws grenades at the Valkyries.

Archer attempts to block bullets with swords.

Cerulean PMC

Luciana: "Oh, spring rolls?"

Cerulean Pokemon Center

-Lucius rummages around in his bag for a moment, before producing a box of slightly squashed spring rolls and Poffins.-

Lucius: There ya go. I should probably go make some more, though, since... y'know, it's probably a fairer deal if I keep you supplied with bento boxes for the duration rather than just give you a bento box.

CPMC

Winter takes the box and stuffs it into her bag.

Winter: Sure, yeah! In any case, shall we?

Cerulean PMC

Luciana nods. "We should."

Stormchaser Gym

-Ian the Pikipek slowly and silently steps over the sleeping Snorlax as it snoozes-

Ian the Pikipek: -thinks to self- Now that I think about it, I haven't asked when the actual raid will be... May as well ask Merlin...

-Ian the Pikipek quickly and quietly uses his Xtransceiver to access...

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Cerulean Pokemon Center

Lucius: Alright, let's do this!

-He strides out of the Pokemon Center, presumably with Luciana and Winter in tow.-

Cerulean PMC

Luciana does indeed follow Lucius.

Cerulean PMC

-Numbers are exchanged.-

Mementos

Julius: If there's another way, why didn't we do it first? The way before was barbaric!

Reversal Mountain

-The shots take down the Valkyries-

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-She unleashes a burning Sludge Wave that washes over the battlefeild-

-The throne room, already destabilized earlier by the grenade to the throne, starts having chunks broken away-