Cerulean City

Lucius: Hmm.

-After several moments of silence, he brings a hand up to his chin.-

Lucius: ...It's possible that we may have the wrong skillsets for this investigation.

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.

Somewhere

-Pent's currently awake following the Velvet Room visit and is currently pondering whether to open this mysterious envelope that ended up in his hands-

Lycanrow Temple Room

Oh right yeah, zombies...

-Nightingale just starts throwing members of her team down onto the battlefield-

How about we make like the Kalosian Revolution and behead a king aye?

-And (almost) the entire pokemon team of the trainer Pentigan opens fire in various elements-

Reversal Mountain

-So uh... Pent is kinda in a bad shape these attacks. He starts trying to stealthily crawl away from the fight, healpack in hand-

Stormchaser, Room 713

-The letter within the envelope is just as garish and gaudy as the envelope-

-Included is a [Google] Maps printout of the Lumiose urban area with Rue Macraul highlighted in neon yellow-

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

Near yet another Yonut

Lillifuture Dave, headphones off: Hello, Ivan. Boy, I didn't expect you to bond so well with my doppelganger.

Faller Dave/Riley: Why are you so mean, me? It's not like—

Lillifuture Dave, sour face: You saved Uncle Andy and I appreciate that, but would you kindly return my aura jammer.

PC, Telepathically: <Dave, play nice!>

Faller Dave/Riley: Oh, yeah. I forgot to introduce you.

Riley releases another beheeyem.

PC2: <Hey, me!>

PC1: <Hey there, hot stuff.>

Faller Dave/Riley: Oh, yeah, asshole me, meet the rest of the fallers. Fellow fallers, me but an asshole.

Older Miley: Then who's the other one?

Riley's face soured.

Faller Dave/Riley: Yeah, this is Miley, Uncle T's niece. We come from the same timeline. Thomas here is Uncle T but from a dieselpunk adventure story timeline. And Ectoplasma Guy is some dark superhero from a universe that was decimated by Dr. Multiman's forces and is apparently their version of Uncle T.'s mean boss.

Lillifuture Dave: Oh. Hello. And the answer is no.

Faller Dave/Riley: How did you know that? We're not psychic.

Lillifuture Dave: No, but isn't it obvious?

Older Miley: I'd back off. There's something entertaining in the trainwreck when a man argues with an immature version of himself.

Lillifuture Dave: She's right, me. Grow up!

Faller Dave/Riley: Please? We'll buy you doughnuts and tell you what, we'll give you back that aura jammer. Ivan, you still have that?

Lillifuture Dave: Dude, I know what you're thinking, and no, I don't want to be the bad guy in this scenario, which is how encounters with Ivan always somehow end up. But I literally can't take any of you with me. You have a mech!

PC1: <And a porygon piloting it.>

Maximum Gulf: Oh no.

Murphy, crawling from the bushes: TWO mechs, actually.

A rotomdex pops up from behind.

Rotom!Jonathan: Murphy? Is that you?

Murphy: Yeah, Johnny boy, it's me. I'm so sorry.

Edited by MasterJayAM on Jun 6th 2019 at 2:17:15 AM

Winter: Er, well, yeah. Whoops.

Helmuth's tomb

Taipan: While you ruthlessly oppressed your people and kept them in abject poverty, the protean thinkers of my people invented the gun and lived under wisdom and a side of tea. We had centuries to improve. Clear! Jacqueline, stand by.

Taipan fired a barrage of bullets at their bodies while she targeted missiles at the salamence and at Helmuth's head. Thankfully she had great aim; those weekends at the shooting range with her Orren relatives were worth it.

Edited by MasterJayAM on May 3rd 2019 at 4:43:08 PM

Cerulean City

-Lucius shrugs.-

Lucius: Ah well, we're probably not going to get any better at tracking just standing around here. Guess we could just go get a drink and wait for either someone more qualified or the person we're hunting for to show up. Sound like a plan?

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.

Helmuth's Tomb

Skadi: "Gladly."

They go to, well, do that, and attempt behead the zombie.

Gloire attempts to destroy the head of the Salamence.

Cerulean City

Luciana: "That is looking like a distinct possibly. Neither of you happen to have a detective and/or private eye on speed dial, would you?"

Vermillion

F!Robin is standing in a park.

F!Grima is sitting on a bench.

Both are glaring at each other.

F!Robin: "What do you want?"

F!Grima: "I..." She frowns, and looks away. "To apologize."

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

stormchaser

-Merah, as a human, is walking around.-

Kat: Oh hi.

Merah: Hey there!

Kat: You doing the raid?

Merah: I forgot about that, but yeah! I love raids! My trainer isn't in though. They for once have the sense to not want to get kidnapped. Like, they'd jump at an opportunity to become a weremon, but she decided that being locked in a cage in someone's basement was definitely not worth it.

Cady: And you're coming because?

Merah: It's exciting. Also, I'm more athletic than Eva.

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

Stormchaser Gym

Ian the Pikipek: There's still time until we actually receive the news about the raid...

...and plenty of time until "zero hour"...

...so let's train as hard as we can!

-Cue Training Montage-

♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...

Reversal Mountain

"Oh gods oh fuck" Daydre runs around, avoiding the meteors but also not getting any attacks in. Rabbid!Daydre still exists, surprisingly, and gets off one sniper shot before getting beaned by a meteor because she didn't move.

off the shits

Celadon Department Store

Ever: Whoo, sorry I'm late, traffic was hell.

Brie: In fairness, it was not my fault that you decided to pick a fight with a Rayquaza made of Hoppip.

Ever: I mean...what else was I supposed to do with it?

???, but let's face it it's clear: Silence, fools.

Ever: Heya.

-yeah, it's Vicky/Atropos. She's standing across the roof from them, hands clasped behind her back, Mummy wrappings extended out to a rather flamboyant degree, flapping dramatically in the wind along with her cloak-

Brie: That's...quite a mask.

Notoria: <I think so.>

Brie: ...Oh, that's creepy. No offense, Ever.

Ever: None taken. So, what brings us here?

Vicky: Your doom.

-...-

-...-

Ever: Overblown.

Brie: Yeah, 6/10.

Ever: 6? I wouldn't even give it a—

Vicky: You really aren't grasping the gravity of your predicament, are you?

Ever: Enlighten me.

Vicky: -pistol cock-

Ever: ...Well.

Vicky: Right. Shall we chat?

Ever: Let's.

-they glance at Brie, who looks like she's about to do something heroically foolish, and give her a look that suggests that doing something heroically foolish would be...well, yeah-

Brie: ...Try not to get shot?

Ever: It hasn't happened to me yet?

Vicky: So, as you have probably concluded, Atropos is not MY real name.

Ever: The thought had crossed my mind. Am I going to get that out of this parley?

Vicky: No. Should you have need to refer to ME, you may call ME...

-she bows, eyes (and gun) still locked on Ever-

   Y E V A L I T H.   

Edited by memyselfandI2 on May 3rd 2019 at 12:15:57 PM

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Reversal Mountain

-The throne room keeps crumbling as Neo-Alovye rains more meteors-

Lina: Why didn't we bring any Fairy types?!

-Some Bucklers emerge from the earth and fire on the group-

Textspace

Somewhere

-Elizabeth gets a call-

Stormchaser

-Aphrodite is around-

Contact Me!

stormchaser

Kat: Wahoo! It's time! Let's goooo!

Cady: Hold on a second!

Merah: Ok.

Gwen: Finally.

kalos warehouse

-Cady, Merah, Kat and Gwen are here.-

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

Vermillion PC

Silversmith's phone dings. He was waiting for this moment. He'd thought long and hard, and ultimately decided to assist in the raid. He was going to do what was right, even with the risk of it going horribly wrong. That was what heroes did. It was the right thing to do. He called his father and left for the dock. He had to scrounge in his backpack for loose change: he would be broke after he bought this round trip ticket. He hoped the raid wouldn't take longer than a day...

Kalos warehouse

Silversmith was having second thoughts. He was hungry, and he gnawed on a snack he brought, but he knew hunger would strike again, and he had no money. He sighed. Upon arrival, he noticed the people already present, and decided to look in the opposite direction, stone faced.

Reversal Mountain

Colton, Kazuma and Helmsman all took a hit or two from the attack while focusing on hitting the Bucklers with an Orbitar, Cold Blood and Category 5.

Stormchaser - Room 713 - Letter

Colton had to read the letter through his fingers, as he was sure if he stared at it too long he would go blind.

"Xatu?"

blepp

Lumiose Warehouse

Colton and Caliburn entered, both human, both holding their transformative stones as if they were tickets that allowed entry.

Stormchaser

A certain redheaded swordsman is wandering through the halls, and may encounter Aphrodite.

His casual attire of a black shirt and blue jeans clashed with the sword tucked into one of the belt loops.

Edited by AbsentCoder on May 3rd 2019 at 12:47:05 PM

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

"Wait this isn-"

Silas woke up and looked about, the room was empty, he checked the time, just a little after 9 in the morning. His team was already out and about, he was 2 hours late to wake up. "Arceus how did I miss the alarm?"

He grumbled and buried his face in his hands, the nagging feeling at the back of his head was back, whatever it was exactly. It wouldn't be leaving anytime soon, Silas grumbled and got out of bed, walked into his bathroom and started the shower.

Silas walked into the lounge, wearing a simple shirt and pants, his head was still a mess of hair though from the way it caught in the light, he had just recently got out of the shower, "Hey," he muttered.

~Welcome to the waking world, what's up?~

"How come nobody woke me up?"

Tae spoke up, <We tried, I almost double slapped you!>

Silas stared, "You can't even learn that move."

<I WAS WILLING TO TRY!>

Roxy sat down next to Silas at the table, "What were you even dreaming about?"

"You know how I've been doing that thing for the Clavises?"

"Yes?"

"It involves that."

Bishop floated over, "Captain, did it relate to the mental worlds we've been visiting?"

Silas groaned and put his head down on the table, "This one was even worse."

"Haven't even brushed and combed your hair it seems, you're that affected," Bishop added.

Hacks sat down next to Silas, ~Hey you're a J-Teamer you'll get through this.~

Silas grumbled and sat up, "Also what's wrong with my hair?"

Roxy gave Silas a unimpressed look and parted the mop that was forming in front of his face, he got the idea and didn't say anymore.

"I may need to get it cut sometime. I have been looking to get a new style."

Amber popped up with a cat like grin, impressive considering she was a Typhlosion, <I have a idea!>

Silas stared for a moment before seeing Amber dart off down the hall to a room, and then come back with some hair ties, Silas blinked, "Uh..."

Roxy picked up and soon had pulled his hair back and was helping Amber tie it. Silas turned to the others for help but all he got were shrugs, and Bishop holding a camera icon. In 2 minutes they stepped off and grinned, Amber holding up a mirror, Silas turning his head and looking, a neat short ponytail was now tied at the back of his head.

"You look good," Roxy commented, Silas just turned his head and raised a brow, wouldn't hurt to try the style for now.

Up above Gaia would see openings on the beast's "flesh" which showed ancient metal underneath, along with rusted open holes that showed glowing green ooze within, presumably the thing animating this monstrosity.

Jackal gripped his right arm and activated the bracer and the key stone, Hayon jumping out of the way of another slam, mega-evolving, ~Smart choice! Could use the boost!~

Jackal climbed a bit of walling, "How the hell was this thing kept under here for all these generations??"

The overwhelming attack struck Helmuth and he stumbled, his rotted flesh being stripped away, he grunted and swung his sword at the attackers.

His Salamance fared less well, didn't matter that it was centuries old and a reanimated beast, turns out its flesh had been becoming weaker due to the centuries it was dead.

It went down, Helmuth became furious and attempted to grab the throat of the nearest attacker.

Stormchaser Gym

Milagros would be training with Bastion when they got the message.

Milagros: We should get going.

Bastion (still as a Froakie) would jump onto Milagros' shoulder before leaving the gym.

Kalos Warehouse

Milagros and Bastion (who was STILL a Froakie) would arrive, shortly followed by Morgan and Lester.

Reversal Mountain

Isbrand: "I've never found a Dark/Fairy-type!"

-Shade turns her guns on the Bucklers while Isbrabbid tosses some grenades.-

-Isbrand begins...remote-controlling her sword? It floats high above her but still responds to her hand movements.-

-Regardless, she dodges around and tries to slash Neo-Alyove.-

---

Kalos Warehouse

-Kaiiseii kicks down the door and strides in.-

-He's literally wearing this except wielding his chain-whip, not a rapier.-

-And no gun.-

Kaiiseii: "Guys, gals, and nobinary pals."

---

Somewhere - Probably the Stormchaser

Elizabeth: "Hello?"

"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"

Kalos Warehouse

-Merlin is here, as is Voyd-

Merlin: So. What we need to do is come up with a plan of attack.

Stormchaser, Roy

Aphrodite: -Approaches Roy- You there. You're exactly the sort of person I need.

Stormchaser, Elizabeth

-There are a cacophony of distressed Julius noises on the other end of the call-

Contact Me!

Vermillion

F!Robin: "For what? Repeatedly trying to murder us? Trying to destroy the world?"

F!Grima: "..."

F!Robin: "For succeeding? For trying to use my body to kill my friends?"

F!Grima: "..."

F!Robin: "Well? What is it? What, exactly, are you sorry for, Grima?"

F!Grima: "..."

F!Grima looks up at F!Robin, her red eyes tired. "I am... I am not Grima anymore. And I... I willingly surrender myself into your custody."

F!Robin looks taken aback. "Wh- what?"

F!Grima: "Somehow... Grima's possession left me. Distance from Grima himself or what, I... I do not know."

F!Robin: "I... very well. Come with me."

The Stormchaser

F!Robin drags F!Grima towards a room next to hers, gesturing in.

F!Robin: "Stay in here, I'll... I'll figure out what to do with you."

F!Grima nods, and walks in.

The door closes and locks, and F!Robin walks off.

F!Grima: "Infiltration... accomplished?"

"..."

She sighs.

Kalos, Warehouse

Artoria and Kaze are here.

Lycanrow - Helmuth's Tomb

Skadi: "You just don't die, do you."

As Helmuth tries to grab at someone's neck, Skadi brings her sword down onto his elbow, and attempts to remove his forearm and hand.

Edited by Izshta on May 3rd 2019 at 1:15:17 AM

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

Stormchaser

Roy’s walk ground to a halt, and he gestured to himself to confirm he was the one being talked to.

With his other hand he reached for his sword’s hilt.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

Stormchaser

-Elizabeth holds the phone about a foot from her ear.-

Elizabeth: "Calm down, babe. What's wrong?"

---

Lycanrow - Tomb

-Shaun's probably closest. Since he went for a punch.-

-Nonetheless he quickly stops his body and breathes deeply. The hand should go through his neck like it's not even there.-

---

Lycanrow - Dig Site

Vulpecula: "Why don't ya ask it, Jackie?"

-She drops down and focuses her incinedary rounds on the green, organic parts.-

"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"

Cerulean City

Lucius: ...I mean, I do know a detective, but I'm pretty sure he's got his own stuff going on.

Meanwhile, at Interpol HQ

-Shun is looking at a strange envelope in front of him, unsure as to the sender and whether or not it presents a threat.-

Shun: Hrm...

-Cautiously, he peels it open.-

Back in Cerulean City...

Lucius: Anyway! Drinks. If it turns out we really need a detective, we can call him at the bar.

-He wanders off to go find a watering hole.-

Castle Lycanrow, Dig Site Tunnels - Day 2

Gaia: I presume because nobody until Pokefutures wanted to or was insane enough to dig it up!

-She notices the open, rusting holes in the Beast and the green goo flowing within, and is hit with a terrible idea.-

Gaia: ...If I don't survive this, wish me luck.

-She grapples down onto the Beast's back, trying to swing her Vine Whip into the gap just as she pumps most of her suit's remaining battery into its charge.-

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.

In some isolated shack in the outskirts, Lumiose City, a few days ago

A mysterious stranger, clad in a hood, looks around fearfully. They stick close to a payphone (yes, they still have those). They dial a number, fearful about any of the wandering eyes that might be watching them... especially from a blaziken.

Gendarmerie of Kalos

Detective Martel: I'll need more details about your location, thank you. We'll have a squad car pick you up soon.

Martel hangs up. He takes on his coat and makes his way to the door. Jenny spots him.

Officer Jenny: Where are you off to in such a hurry, detective?

Detective Martel: We have a person asking for witness protection, saying something about having a lead to the recent rash of kidnapping cases that have been dead ends. I was going to ask you for a squad car to pick them up.

Officer Jenny: Say no more, Thierry.

Stormchaser, several days ago

Priscilla receives a call from her video phone. It was from the headquarters of the Kalos Gendarmerie.

It was a familiar face. A bit too familiar.

Detective Martel: Good day, My name is Detective Armand Thierry Martel of the Gendarmerie of Kalos and— whoa. Pardon me for asking, madame, but have we met?

Priscilla felt an awkward sense of déjà vu, but this seemed a bit more pressing.

Priscilla: I don't think so, monsieur. Allow me to introduce myself, I am Ms. Priscilla Kwan, CPA, head of accounting and portfolio management at PEFE. Unfortunately, none of the higher-ups at the Stormchaser can be reached at the moment, but I'd be happy to take your message—

Detective Martel: Hold on, I'm talking to the accountant?

Priscilla: Head accountant, actually, though given the rather loose structure of the PEFE organizational chart our actual responsibilities may vary from time to time, especially after tax season. I am also in charge of new asset acquisition and inspection as by government mandate seized Pokefutures assets are PEFE property and should be surrendered and accounted for.

Detective Martel: Are you really the right person for this call because I have someone who needs to talk to someone with executive authority in PEFE.

Priscilla: No one else can take the call at the time and I do have the authorization to provide assistance to law enforcement entities seeking help in an emergency, and the secretary told me your issue was urgent.

"Ugh, and he came off so polite in the auction." Priscilla thought to herself, "And whoa, is his hair magenta? Undercover cops are stepping up their game."

The expression on the detective's face seems to indicate that he figured it out.

Detective Martel: It isn't Pokefutures property, but it may be of immediate interest to PEFE's senior leadership and I trust that you could help us. We have a witness connected to the rash of kidnappings taking place in the past few months that may be linked to the conflict that PEFE and the J-Team have with Lord Macraul. They seek asylum with PEFE.

Priscilla: We... were about to seek legal action against them. Put him on the line. We might have a group available to pick him up in Kalos at the soonest convenience.

Edited by MasterJayAM on May 3rd 2019 at 5:14:02 PM

Kalos Warehouse

Daydre is here! Wearing a Ninetales themed mask and the borked scarf. Marco is similarly here, but he doesn't have any sort of disguise.

Marco: "... What are you wearing. Why."

Daydre: "I needed a disguise! I don't want to get caught by the feds because I showed up on camera in a rich person's house."

Marco: "... Isn't this a stealth mission? The second people see some fucker in cosplay they're going to get. You know. Suspicious."

Daydre: "They can get suspicious but they're still not gonna know who I am"

Reversal Mountain

".. Probably should send out some mons right about now." Daydre tosses grenades at the Bucklers and sends out Sylvie, who grabs Daydre's spare gun and starts shooting.

Somewhere in the background Rabbid!Daydre bwahs and starts knocking into Bucklers with her hammer.

Edited by Daydre on May 3rd 2019 at 5:07:17 AM

off the shits