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QuantumMelody29 chaos catby with a flannel shirt addiction from somewhere Relationship Status: Who needs love when you have waffles?
chaos catby with a flannel shirt addiction
Jun 3rd 2019 at 5:28:13 AM

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To: Gabe

From: Lila

Ok, in that case, seeing as the damage was caused by psychic shenanigans, I'll go with psychic.

I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.
Umbramatic Meet The New Boss from WAAPT usually, sometimes WHABP or maybe PEFE Relationship Status: Gay for Big Boss
Meet The New Boss
Jun 3rd 2019 at 10:39:41 AM

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To: Lila

From: Gabe

Okay! I know one named Nico that could help.

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Kolemm: R͞ig̯h̳̰̝̮͚̥t,̱ ̺̞̣͍͓so̹̦̹̲͞.̹̭̙͞ ̵A͏̝̮̳̞s͢i͎͉̮͍̮d̛̼̱̫̬͔͕e̩̫̰͍͕͔̜̕ ̯̥̥f̹͖̖̪̪̥̗r͖̥̹̱͎̹o̮̺͎m҉ ̛̟̲̭̟t̮̖̗͕̻h̟̞̬͉e̼̩̖̝͟ ͖͖̱̥͍̤M͏͕ul̦͔̻̫̳͉̫t̡̯͚̲͎͓ͅi͎̭ ͏̠̦̪̣C̷̳̳̳̰̯ͅar̩r͉̻ͅiè̺̦̳̦̟̬̩r͈̹͍̱͡ ̥̜͠he̖͉̲͉rę̟ ͓̦̼̩ͅa̜̠͚̯̤̥͟ͅr̮̗ͅe̗̹̤ ͇̰͖̖̻s͎e͓̳v̢̜̰͖̟e̗͞n̹͘ ̩̫͎̰̟͞m͕͍͖à̳͉̫͓̦͓̭j̜̺o̘̜̝͉̺͇͝r͚̹̱͍͙̼ ̫̣̗̮̺̤M͈͇͓̩̻o̡b̖̭̫i̹̘̦̘͈̗̤u̹̠̮͚ş̹̫ͅ ̷̺͚͔̜̥b̧̘̯̳͍̬̠̥a̱̣͜s̨̖̹̦͉e̬̻̤͈͚͓͟s̷̰͈͕͇ ͕s͖̠̳̣c̵at̵̳̹̩͇̗̣ṭ̬̰̪̘e̷͓̟̙͈ͅr̗̙͎ͅe͡ḑ̭͔͇̙͕ ͉̥͔̫̘̤͜t͈̟̤h͈̘͕͈̟́ŗo̧̫̝u̻̪͓̼͎̺̤͠g͚̻͎̪͎͍ḩ̺̥̩̞̺o̞̙̦͕̲͡ṳ̦̝t̴͙̹̹ͅ ̥̪̪̥͠t̮̪͚̩̯̫ẖ̥̬̼͔̘́e̳͎͍̫ͅ ͇̯̰m̷̹̫ͅu͕̟̳̹̮̤͘l̩̩͢t̷į̗̭̗̮͓̗v͉͈̞̮̟͍͞e̛͇͇̠r̝̜̠͔̪͢s̬̬͠e͕.̹͚͈̝́ ̯͍͚̱͠M͙̥͖u̹̥͚l̗̯̯͞t͔i̙̼͚ḿ̲̯̖͈̤̖̬a̢̩̳͙n̮̯̹̻̙͉̱ ̞̰̺̬̩̝w̭as͔͚͙ ͈̯͉c̪̝r̻a̗̖̗̣̻f̠̘͖͢ty̯ ̸̜̦̙̦͎̭̭ḙ̦͎̼̻̀ͅn̨͓ơ̱̬̰̘̰̝u͖͈̪̦͇̝g̘̺͜h ̢͕t͎̕o̢͉͖ ͏̯̰̳̙h̦̞i̥͉̭d̸e͈̦̺͉ ̱̻͚͍̕a ̬̜̜͔̺f̧̝̬̬͉̹̫͔e̸͎̯͙̳̬̭̺w̷̘̣͕ ́i͙̻̮̹̠ń̠̗̺̫͔̫ ͚͕̘͍̻͙͘u̠̹͞n̛̥ḭ̗͍͎͓̠͠v̝͔̣̻e͓̩̗̗̳ͅr͇̺̝͠s̻̖̘͡e͕͔͉̙s͎̪ w̸i̱͢t͘h̠͚̠͠o͖̺͕̪͍ú̬̯t̨̻̱ ̼͉͘a̝̲̗̲ǹy̖͉̙ ̕P̟̩͙̥ͅo̘̦̗̤̺̳k̳͓̰͇e̦̣͈̩̫̬͍͘ḿ͉ơ̥͙n͡ ̫͚̪̝̲̘́t̰̭͖̘o̸̰̙̝̺ ̢͍t̝̣͕͍ẖr̬o̡͓̯̻͍̲͙̣w̻͖͈̯̭ͅ ̢͎̯̝̖̬pe͉̬͈͙̖o͍̣̼̱̹̳͚p̙̙̞̝̥͙l̵͚͔̳̲͇̤e̸̟̻̗̙͔̜ͅ ̖̟̰o̵͔͖̲f̧̗͚͍̤̱̮̖f̬͙͚̱̱̝ ̲̬͓̦h͈̫̹̯̣i̡͓̣͉̞̞s̘͎̭͙ ̛̰̝̲t̳͍r̰̼̱͓͍̯̖͟a̫͇͇̪i̮͡l̼͕̪̖̻̫͠.̸̱̣̻̳.̶͙̱̗̥̝̝̭.̧̪͔͙̼̥̬̻ ̨a̝̥͖̜̯n̪̕d͔̹͎̱͍̦ ̞͢t̘̭̹͍̩͘o̟̦͖͍ ̬͔̟̹ǵ͇͎͕ai̙͙̣̠͘n̷͖̩̖͚͎̱̥ ̭̮̬͔͚͞a̤̤͡c̬͙̜͈͇̮͖c͇͍̘̗̕e̯̤͔̮̩͞s̲͍͍̥͔͓̮s͚ ̞̞̥̳t̨̩̤̹̰̦̦ͅo͚͉͖͜ ̣͕̺̠vi͔̯̭̱̪̱͜t̯͔̟a͍͇̫̬̣͢ĺ͓̹̗̳͍͕̣ ̀r̲e̯̲̫̣̭̦͚͢ș̛̟͖̜̤͈ơu̴̜͓r̵̼c͏̠̙͎̖̗̰̜e̵s̛̰̙̙.͙͚͍

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QuantumMelody29 chaos catby with a flannel shirt addiction from somewhere Relationship Status: Who needs love when you have waffles?
chaos catby with a flannel shirt addiction
Jun 3rd 2019 at 10:47:53 AM

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To: Gabe

From: Lila

Cool. So, could you possibly put me into contact with them?

I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.
DuneTheWanderer Burger Scientist from Nowhere, USA
Burger Scientist
Jun 3rd 2019 at 10:54:39 AM

The GM House

-Cu Sith gives a yawn as she stretches, her massive Arcanine build dominating the slab of concrete covered in old rugs that makes up the Galvani-Mortons' front porch. Her hair absorbs the surrounding heat from the early Orren summer, which would normally make a Pokemon highly uncomfortable but makes the Fire-Type nice and cozy.-

Cu Sith: <Mmmmmmmm...>

-She lets out a breath that makes her jowls flutter. This would be a normal occurrence, were that she didn't feel a pair of paws grab for her lip.-

Cu Sith: <Mrp?>

-She opens her eyes.-

-Nothing in front of her.-

-Shrugging it off as a weird daydream, she rolls over onto her side.-

-...-

-A pair of paws reach out and grab her ear.-

-Cu Sith quickly jumps up and looks around.-

-Again, nothing.-

-She slowly sets herself back down, her eyes opened a crack.-

-It takes but a moment before a jaw of tiny teeth chomps down onto her tail.-

-Cu Sith slowly turns her head to see a small black, blue, and yellow creature gnawing at her big, bushy tail.-

Cu Sith: ... <Hello.>

-The Shinx looks up and blinks at Cu Sith.-

-He then reaches a paw forward and bats at her nose.-

-Cu Sith shakes her head a bit before the Shinx leaps foward, grabs her muzzle with both tiny paws, and tries chewing on the Arcanine's nose.-

Cu Sith: ... <Uh, Doomsday?>

rmctagg09 The Wanderer from Brooklyn, NY Relationship Status: I won't say I'm in love
The Wanderer
Jun 3rd 2019 at 1:46:58 PM

Stormchaser, past

-To Kolemm-

So there's at least seven major bases, and a couple of those outside our multiverse cluster as well. That would match the intel we've gotten previously. The Multi Carrier has to go refuel and get refitted somewhere, and that'll be our final destination. With Helianth and Astral and perhaps Voyd plus the proper coordinates we can get to these places, and between us and the Alliance Mobius will run out of places to hide.

Hugging a Vanillite will give you frostbite.
Umbramatic Meet The New Boss from WAAPT usually, sometimes WHABP or maybe PEFE Relationship Status: Gay for Big Boss
Meet The New Boss
Jun 3rd 2019 at 5:23:00 PM

Near Lila

-Gabe taps her on the shoulder-

Containment Unit

Kolemm: O̪͖̩̪̥k͡a̖̞̥̩y҉̳̻̜̱̻͎.͏̤̙̠̱.̘̭.

̢͚̮̘̬͈̦̹͞O̦̬n͉e͏͔̹͇͙̯̹̯ ͚̫̲̦is̱ͅ ͈ͅį̠̣̺̯͓̟ṋ̛͕͎̮̘̤̫ ̲͙͖̯̯̥̜͟ṭ̮̙̝h̴̘͚̰͚̪͇͉a͏t̰̳ͅ ͇͝u̷̟̰̳̥̖̼n̗̠̙iv̯͚̜ͅe̮̝͚͙͔̩r̗s̷͓̝̖͖͎̘e̡̗̤͙̘̺̰̹ ̗̮͈̯ṭh̟̼̜a̷̖̖ͅt͏̬̺̰̪ C̝̜̼̻̟͜y͎r͏̳̻u͙̱̠̞̮͟ͅs̬̹͇ ͔̝̞̩g̢̪͈ͅu͙̲͈y̥͇ ͡c͔̖̭̩̖r̥͖͈͕͚̟͡e̩̬at̷e̞̯͈͞d̻͜,͍̭̪͖̥͙͖͢ ț̘͙̟̜͇ͅu̱̜̟͔̞̝͜c̶̪̻̻̬̘̣k͉̱̮͇̪̞̩e̜d̪ ̰͕̰͞i͍̗̣͇̠̟̕ṋ̟͇t̷͖̰͎̭o̥̤̬͡ ̞͖̱̠̲̘̻s̜o̝̩̫͕̝͜m҉ę̯̳͖̗̩̩ r͚̖͚e̵̤̼̮̹m̤̖̘̹o̫̩̞t̥̰e ͖̲m̧̳̳̠̪o̴̥͔u͍̩͙̬͢n̦̰̦͓̺t̪a͇̩͔͇̰̖͢i̧̳͍̠n̙s͞.͈͎̯͍́ ̭̟͍͍͎Ṃ͎͖͖o͉s͕̠̼̘͓̜̗t̡ly̲̰̺̟ͅ ̰̘͈̮̼̬ụ̩s̩̬͡e̥̰͇̯̲̺ͅd͍̬̪ ̡̰f̥͚o̲͡r ̨͖̟̖t͜e̬̦͢ś̘̬̲̘t̼i͝ńg̜̩̜̺͓͙͢ ͇̮̥̦ͅo̟̗̪ut̶̺̗ ̗̭̝͓͇ņ̰̠͇̪͙͓e͉w̼̩̫̲̖̥͢ ̛̥̩̙̖̫͙tec̨̺h̲͚̙̯͙̩ͅn̻̬̭̰̪̺ͅo̸̺͕l̫̩̭̮͎͓o̜ǵ͚̠̪i̢̲̲͈͕͙͉̫e̥̞̝̩̫͈s̟͠.

͓͈͚̖͡A͕n̢o͇͔͞t̸̳͚͇h̢e͏̱̦͈ͅr̖̹̜̗͓ ͖̞͔i̦͍͈̹s̭ ̧i̟̪̼͉͟n͍͚̭̯ ̸t̡̪̣͖̜h̠͖i̦s̝̰̫̰̭̬̮ ̡̤̻̩p͙͚̕l̰a̭̞͚̞̫͘c̦̭̭̤̜e҉͈̹͇ ͓̯͟ͅc̲̥̱̺̞ạ͉͈͡l̕l̤͉͖͚̳̺ed̰̳̲̜͎͙͙ ̺̫͓͈T͔̦̞͇͙̩͇e̸͔̝͓̙ͅl͢ḽ̝̤̭̙̩̟i̫̮͉̝̩̠͍u̼̣̻̬̲̞s̠.̥̖̬̼͇̦ ̙͖̘T͉̞͔̞͡h̫̪̤̺̭͉ͅe̸͔y̛̜̞̙'̗͡v̤̤͟e̺̮̭̪̞ ͘b͎̪̲͓e̤̘ȩ̳n̶̹̥ ̥̣͍͙̲̱̱͟h̩͕e̵̥̬̺͚̠͚ͅl̡͈p̬͎͍̤i̖̥͈͓͜n̶g̝͕ͅ ͓̝̱̪̰̫̮t͜hi̮s͏ ̟̼͓̩͚S̱͎͙̝ͅu̻t̨̘͙̰̞̭ṳ̩r̫̺̱͢ ̜͓̦̞̹͍͜g̀ư̤̯͚͔̺̥̫ý͕̰ ̤̠̹̠̻́ͅw̝͎̯͔̩i̦͈̟̣̥̠͘ͅṱh͓ ͏̱h҉͚̘̠̤̲̪͔ị̡͎s̫̙͙̰͖ͅ ͙̮͉e̵x̰͙͓̯͔͔͖p̗̥̼e̛̻̩̤̤͓͚r̶͉̩̘͔ͅi̯̫m̼̘̹̮̘̀e̞̦͉̳̪̱̜n̙͉̟t͉̫̩͕̰͠ͅs̢̩̠ ̭i͓̗͕̥̪̤͍͘n̺̤̩͎̺ ̸̞̦͖̜͍̮̤r̴̻͇e̺t̮͚͙̀u͔̭̥̱͍͓͠rn͕͓͕̮̰̠͉͢ ̹f͜o̮͝r̥̥̠ ̷͚̫̖r̻e̠s͓͖̙ou͍r҉̯c̭͎͔̟̩ͅè̞s͍͙̻̟̫̞̙ t͓̜̥̝̗̘͡h̫̟͚̯̗͇̪e̜͓͍͚̰͉͟ͅy ̡̟̬̺d҉o̺͈̠̯͍͢n̻͈̤̝̺͖'t̬͉͟ ̰̤͚̩̲n̼͙̱͔̬̯̕ee͕͈̘͟d̗̬͉̘ ̠a͕͍͈̤͜n̢̯͔̺͉̜̯͎d̙̙͉̣͞ ̲̳͍̹͓͚͢t̕h̬͎̜͎̺͖̬a̺̹͚͢t̸̥͙͔̳̺͙'͢ṣ͡ ̰͎̪h͎̤̹̬͚̜ow̘̳̭͓͔̯͙͝ ͕͖̺̻̳͟y̥͎̝͎̭̹͘ͅo̧̥͎u͖̣̹̕r̢̻͓̗ ͏͉̺̻l̞̝̜͇͚̣̯i̧̼̙̮̯͓t̵͕͈̗̭t͏̹̖̦̮͍̘̝l̲̺e͚̯̯̲̼ ̯͓̩͈̥̪͚́B͍͚̻͟l̥̭̟̦͠a̸̦zi͈͉̬͝ng҉̰̻̥͓̦ ̭S̥͙̗̮̤̫͕i̟͉̬̫̘g̘̭̬i̺͍͍̣̫̬͈l͚̹͖ ̠̜͔̥f̵̫͉̜͔̼͈̳r̙͇̼̹̘͍ͅi̴̳̭̯̱̺en̺͙͡d͏͍͉͍s̟͇ͅ ̪͇̱k̥̱̝e̺̞̻̩͝e̗̪p̮͠ ̞̣̗͕̩̪a̠͎̥͠p͙p͘ḙ̸̙̫͎ͅa͔̱͖̞̫̟r̙͟i͓ṇ̳͇͕g͙̝̖ ̲͙̱͈̘͠t̥̫͎͉̰͓̺͞h̟̣e̝̞r̴e̛̥̭.̸͇͇͓͚̩̺̥

͎̼̲̯͟N̶͇̝͙̘̮ẹ̪x̢͓̪̪̤̦̬t̹͖̞̺͉̪͝ ͍͚̠̦͕͜i̯͖̮̬s̤͚̕ ͔͚̖̩̮̳̖o̼̱̟̹͉̩͜n̸͇͈̗̣e̳̲̩ ̡i̶͙̘͎̰̱ń͕̣̪̠̪̳ ͕̦̞̝̮̘͞t̯̼ͅh̸̗̳͎̟̳͖ͅe̮͖͈͟ ̀U̩̟l̷͔̫͇͍̭͚̦t̠̫̪̟r͏̭̲̙̻̪͕a͔͚̜͉̼ͅ ̪̹̱͎̀ͅͅP̛͔̰̜la̟̩͓̫n̷̹t̩ͅ.̵͚ ͙̲ ̝̮̯́T̥̦̩h̶̬̬̙̪̺̭͎e̵̞̠y̸̗ ̙ͅu҉̻͚͈̜s̛͚̰e҉͈̥ ̼̳̜̳̗t̛͕̞̟̗ḫ̨̖̟͔a̖̣̖̬t̰̼̞̫ ̞͖̺̘͇t̩̜̤̝͕̱͟o͉ ͔̦̞̫̩̞͞ͅr̟̱̫̙̩͔e͍͢ͅs͚ęár̨c̫͈h̸̰̮͎ͅ ͙̝̝̗̭ͅỤl̴̮̙̫͉̙͍ṭ͎̙̖̣͚̰r̶͇a ̶̘̯̳̙̲̰W̼̦̭o͕̳̣͟ŗ̙m͉h̼͜o̹̠͙l̸̲̺͙͙̙̫e̦̼̫̥͚s͉̝͎ ̜̲̲̩͙a̴̱n̶̺̭̺d ̢͉̩d̥̲̭͚̙̀ͅi̦̩̜̬̱̮m͏͓̠̲e̦̼͇͚n̖s͉̼̰͖̱͟ͅio̱̫n̵a͏͇̼ͅl͎̬͚͇ͅ ̟̭̥͉̞̰̲͝t͝r͈͡a̘̯͍̦̜̝͘v̟̩͎̦̹͠ęl͖̺̪̹.̬̞̭

T̷͔̯̲̣͇̱ͅh̶̼̼e̛̙̪͕͇̗ͅn̢̬̩̭ ̶̜ͅt͙̯̭̻͚̪͢h̟̭̯͟e̶͙̜r̦̮̦͈̮ͅę'͔͚̺͘s͎ ͏ţ͙̗̪̗h̬̲̜ͅe̲͓̪͎̬͎͞ ̛͎̫̝o̢͈n̜͕͎͔͙͢ͅé̜ ̘̗̳̳̣͎o̭n͙͍͇.͎̖̫͚̖̺.̨̩̣͙͇͇.̞̰̘͉̬͍ ̹̺̰S̙͉̱o̷͙m̞e̱̝͎ ̵̥͈̞p̙͙̙̩l͙͍̭̦̺a͓͚c̵̪̖͔͕̞̭ẹ̺͖ ̯c҉̣̦̘͈a̭̟̠̺̭͖l̨͓̻l͙͇̪̫̀e͈͚̞d͟ ̝̯T̥̬̖͎ǫ̬̭͉̫͉̠r̲͖̻̱̻n̟͕̗̯̬a̹̲̣̻̗̲.̸̻͕̖̼̖ ̷͉̯͔̼̻̘͉T̖̫̻h̘̬̮̳̯͖͚e͎̳͕ỳ̮͕̠̤͈̣͔ ̰̝̥͡u͇̫̦̻̣̣̻s̨̫͙̩̱̳e̢͙ t̼͠h̡͚̯̜a͏̮t ̶̰t͖̟̻́o̡̩̮͔̜̜ ̡̰̤͓͉̥̪r͇͉̝e͍̱ś͕̝̣e͏ą̳̤̭̲r̩c͈͉̩̹̟͕͇h̲̘̰̜̫͔͔ th͉i͇̪ņ̖͎̪̻̝ͅg͖̻͓̥̟͖s҉̱̺ ̞̱̬̹̗̬ͅl͈͙̺͈̩̙i̩̠͎̪̻̝̩͠ḳ̜̩͍͉̠͡ͅe ͚̣͇̺͞Z̖̬-͏͎͔M̻̺͍̦o̸͉͎̟̜͖͚͉v̡̳͎̟̫̳e̢̼̠͇͉̘̦s̬̲̭,̸͓͓̼͈͎̮ ̟̣͠M͈̮̞e̥̖g͖̪a͔̺͚̹ ̟̩̤̦͉̺̭Ẹ̣͕̗͍̗̝vo̮l̩̪͡uţ̳̦i̩on̮͚̻̰,͔͓̰̱̺̮ ̤̞̳̼̹a̟͘n̦̖̖d͏̰ ̙̦͖̻͔͖t̵͎͍̹h͖e̻̬ ͉̜̹͇̠̗̜͞B̼o͓͟nd̶͕̯ ̛̥̦P̝̱̞̱̠̹h̝̳͓̪̦e̵̮͙n̳͕͖̜̝͞ͅo̸̪m͏̺̱̖͕e̸͉̫̝͉̣n̴̲̤̬͉̠̥̖o̻n̦̙͙̮͙ ̴̬̝̯͕͉us̨̟̱̤i̸̠͖̳͖̥̠̦n͍͉͍͖͕̹g̬̣̱̰͖̻̬͞ ̵̠͖͎̙̪l̼̰o̞̟̩̝c̻̦̥̯͇̯a̤̘̳l̢ c̺͇̜r̲̰e̤͉̖a̜̹̟̘͞t̪̘͚̮̟̰͘ͅu̝r͍̪̜͓͇e̶̫͈s̮ c̪̻͎̯̀a̺̳͙͇͚l̤̼l̲e͚d̞͎̘͠ ̨͉B̩l̖̠͉̭͙a̮͖͟ͅd̵͙e͡s̯ ̪̱a̝s͎͓͎̰̕ ̹̻g͕ų̞i̷̯̺̬̲͙͈ͅn̴͕̯̜̝ḛ̲̼̖a̵ ̫͈̥p̳ì̳g̻̞̠̺̻͠s̱͢ͅͅ.̢̜̙̞͎͕

Y͏̠̪̦̬e͡t͏͙̺͖̥̼̮͕ ͚͚͇a͕̩̖n͇͓̼͚̱o̺̳̼t̲h̬̱͔͙̙̖͢ẹ̩̗r̕ ̱̲̳̤̠͞i҉̘̖̱̘̥͚ś̮̼ i̞̬̳n̖͍̠͖̭͎̕ͅ ̬̳̦̖̺͜ͅa̬ ̧̭̪͕p̮̩l͖̪ḁ͈͕͔͙c̺̝͖e ͇͎̠͘w̨̗̩̲͎̫̝̻i̙̤̙͚̟t͚̮h r̲̝͎͍̟̮͓e͎al̗̺͚̝̞̪̮l̨y͕̦͇̝͇͉ ̮̪̪̻̭̰b̞̖̟́i̴̭̠g͕͞ ̬̞͉̮͝n̝͚̲̲̗̺͞a͉̖̬̙̣̥s͔̮͖͙̫̖̻͢t̴̩̜y̡̫ ͙m̦̭̜o͇̩̟̲ǹ̜ṣ̼̪̜͝t̩̲̺͚̥̮e̘͙̲̩r̬͎̜̘̤̝s̴ ̷̜̖̪ͅt̵h̙̫a̶͙̜͔t̲̳͕̥̱̫ ̩̳̞̠̮̯l͈͈̥̹̜o҉͕̥̝o̡̫̗̜̗͚k͙ ̝͕͚̻̪̝l̤̭̞͓̖i͏k̭̭͙͖̝͓e̪̲̜͕̜͡ ̛̳͈̙̻̣̲P̛͍̖o͏ke̛̹̯m̛̘̞o̘̼̻ǹ͓̣̙̜̲ ̛̩͇̦͔͎̬ḇ̲̮̻͚͟u̶̪̝̘̹̪t ̖͡a̩̜̲̬͠r̼̖͇en̝̘̥̪'̼̺͕̙̰͙̤t̻̲.̻͖ ̖̬̹͉̰̖͇Ṭ͎͈͡h̫̳͡e̦y̰̝̠̫̰͠ ̮̠̕u̜̙͉̮̫̣s̡̠̠͈̜e̜̜̙͍ ̵t͔͇̪͔͟h͏̤͖̫̠̜͇ͅa͓̼̪t̛ ͚̦͚̺͘t҉͈̺̘̤̮ó͍ ͏i̲̭m̞p̪o̜r̠̥̠͇̥t͚̘̻̀ ̠̝̳̰w̛̦̳̪̞e͎̱i̘͎͍͎̼ŗ̠͔͕̭d̤̝̲̖̩̀ ̣͉̘̣̰̞̰͞c̞̻̜ͅr̫e̠̰͘a̗͍͓̤̰͢t̠́u̙̖͉͜r̡e͈̕s̮̻̥͇͎ ̩͢ͅt͏̰̱̲̹͇o҉̩̣̻̺̙ ̳ȩ̘x̖͇p̧̩̰̥̪̰er̳̱͈̟͔ḭ̷̩̣̘̹̱̖m̧e͓̗̝͓͈͔̤͘n̩̗̥͝t͔̻͈̬͢ ̗̩̞o̖̻̳̪͖̺̮n̪̭̩̭̕ ͏a̧̪͖̯n̘̬d̝͈̖̝̳ ̟͍͡ͅP͉̜͈͓̦̕o̻̠̥̜͘k͕̘͖̻ẹ͉͖̤̘̪m̭o̻͞n͎̗i̖̥̤̺͇͕f҉̯̲͎͚̪ͅy̦̭̮.̼̀

̡̜͚T͢he̫͕͕̱̱n ͡t̫͟h̵ȩ̳̬r҉̼͙̣̮̮̜̼e͚̮͎'̵̙͍̳s̮̻͍..̧̫̟̤͓.̮̗̻̤̟̞̱ ̭̩̰͍͜T̹̬̬͉͝h̜̘̳̻̙a͓t̝̲̘͢ ̩̟͡ͅo͘n͏̜̜̹̝e̱̯̝ ͔̝̳͔͎̮͓͢r̦̩͈͠e̢͕̦͉͍͚̣ḁ̛l̢̤͍̙͚̠l̢͕̦͖ͅy̶̦ ҉͍̩̼̭w̱̯e̙͞i̻͇̻̘̥̠̼r̪̬͍̀d̲ ̭͔u̸̫n͉̯i̸͍v̩̰̼͕̪̝e̺̘̘̰̣̤̰r̞̜̤s̠̮̞e̜̪,̼ ͎̫e͡v̝e̻̗̦r͙ͅý͎͕̥t͓̦̜̪̘͙͚h̯͔͙̺i̢͈̟͚ṉ͕̱̞͍̬g̩̰̞̹'̵s̤̘̭͍̬͟ ̟̼͖a̷͖̬̻l̸͉̤̖̬̹͍l̫̦̜̞ ̺̘̗̹́ͅt̵̖̗͎̮̯o̹p͙s̢̮͔̰͚̯ỳ̬̗̣̜̣-̤̲̣̙̝̘t̲͈̤̩͉̮u̢r͈͉̻̰̬͉͝v̖͎̳y̮̖͇̙̯̗͔̕.̬̳̰̤̥͎͢ ͓͎̩̙̤́T̺̪h͉̗̹̦͙͇ͅe̼͓y͙̣ͅ ͕̕ṳ̢s̗̜͝e̗͓͙̱̣͕̖̕ ̮͝t̤̦͇͙̞̠͜h̩̩͈̙͝a̗ͅt̟̠̠̭͕͙ ̙to̺͕̬̘̭ͅ ̀r̬̟͓̫͞e̲͞s̖̻͉̼͇̬̜e̫̖̟͇̯̟ͅa͔ŗc̥̺̝̮̲̠h͞ ̙̩̬̘͈̩ͅt̻̰̟̹̀h̙̰̫e̦̥̠̰̟͓i̟͎̗ŗ͍̩̹̺̲ s͚͖̱͚̘ͅț͔̳̼͙̮͉͜u̮̺̻̲̮͍͠ff̯̯̲̲̟̼̻ ҉h̴͎̣̗̩̞͉̱o̭͎ld̀i̵͖͓̫n̶̜̘̜g͈ ̵̘͓͉̤ṵ̷͙p̤̲̘̰̙͟ ̭i̼̠n̲̫̲͓͈ ̬͉͉̕o̖̱͈̬͞t̝̠̜̣͍͇h̜͜e̹͙͚͇͙͜r̯͚ ̪̤̕r̪̰͓e͍̩̣̦̻̳̝a̘̼̖̩̩̫l͙͓̻̹͟i̼͍͠t̛͚͓̣̰̥͎i̠͓̙̹̖̲͍ḛ̺͈s̷͚͖.̷̜̱̥̙ͅͅ

̩̟͖͈̣̞̕A̧͈̙͓n͡d̵ ̴̲̗͙̟̤f̝͍͇͚i͎̙̹̰̹n̷̮̻͖͖̪̭a̪̠̲͚̣l͈̥̫̯̟̫l̰͎̰̮y̙̘ ̥̥̲i̡̯̙̯̮̠̗s̰ ͚̘̬tẖ͈̩̤͇̜͢ͅe̘̩͈͉ ҉̱̝̣̱͖m̵̠̩͓̞̟o͕͔̬̜̟̖̪͠b̢͖͍̜̟̙̯í͕l̰͈̭e̻̩̟̹̲ ͈̦̺b͏͍a̖̱͖̭͇s̸͇̜̰͉e͙̤̱͇̫͈͍͢,̺̩͜ ̯͎̬̫ạ͔͓̩̠ ̛͓̻͚s̨e̘̙͙̯ͅc͓͎͔̗̣̞͙o̬͔̖̗͜n͕͙̬͖͚d͔͖̝̟̥̤͖ ̷̙̹̼̮̠m̷à̗͍j̱̗̗̘͚o̹ŕ̦̘̯̳̜͎͈ ̡̫a̼̥̘̥͓͜i̴͇͕̭̥r̴͖̟͇̤̺̣̣s͚̬̻h̛i͠p̪͈͎̬̺̟ͅ ̗͉̺͔t͓̮͔̳̯͖͈h̴a̷̬̹̼t̨͕̬̭̬͎̭ͅ ̼̯̻̖̰̕ś͚̻͙̞c̵̪̝͉̯̱o̞͇̮ú̝̟͙t͚̙̮̼͚͍̺̀s͓̞̳̰͕ͅ ̟t̤̺̻̬̮͘h̹̣͢e̹͖̥̪ ̸̣̰̬̪m̻̼̫̦̦u͔̖̳l̹͕͓̺͍̰̗t̮̖͉į͈v͝e̬̘͕͢r̗͈͍̬̹s̜͡e͡ ̷͈̪̙͈l̗͖o̻̬͎o̝̫̘̣̗̦k͟i̥̖̻̪͕n͎̩̜͈g̹͈̦ ̲̰͍̮̣͓͠fo̹̰̹̼̩͘r͔̰̜͚͢ ̹̬g͓͞o̼o̶̱̹̺̝d̳ ͓̥̻̠̲͕ͅu̖̜͖͘ͅn̨̼̣͎͔i̖͍͕̙̹͡ͅͅv̧̺̥̳̯̣̫̥e̢͓̘r̛̟̩͉̲͚̯̘se̯̰̜̣s̩͠ ̼͓͙͕͍t͖͍̞̟͉o͓̘͚̞̖ ̣̖̭̘̙́r̦͉̘͕͇̖̱e̪̦̝s̺̖̪̝͕͓̹͟è̮̺͍͎̰a̝͍̯̞r̙͔c̗̘̙̕ḥ ̭͎a͔̦͎̙̹̬͟n̢̞d̤ ́a̱͚͔̪̖cq̨úi͔͝re̴͇̣͓͍͚̹̥ ̱̹̲̰r̜̹̮̪̕e͍̼͎̲̦s͚̯̩͈̝͚̼o̷͈̯̲̭̳͍ṷ̶̮͕̟̩r̶̠c̲̝̬̰ẹ̳s͓̥͇͍͇̭̟ ̞̪̳͎̙̯̰̀f̢̰͈r̻ǫ̲̺m͍̼̟̤͡.҉̱̻͙

̱̖̻̦̤͉I҉̺͖̪̟͈ͅ ̕ͅr̛͖͔̯͎͕ͅe͈͖̩̮̕c̛͍o͚m̪̰̬̖̖͕̩me̱̹̗ņ͍d̶̠͓̗̗ ͘y̦̙͇̮̤o͚̺u̲̩ ̣͉̼͟sp͙̰̮̳͍l͕̳͉̯͢i̞̠͎̗̠̥͢t ̤̪̠̣i̷ṋ̹̱̜͟t̞o̱̼͎̥͍ ̘͖̼͎̥́ͅt̶̻̹e͓̠͎̝͙̞͈a̝̘̟̯̱̳͢m̖̬͎s̨̭̭ ̘̪̮̼a͉̘n͎̦̗d̬̺̩͙͝ ̶̠̜̮̼͕s͓͔̼̹͍̯ͅt̪̙̥͉͓͡r̯̖͇͖͍i̩̟̺̗k̸̖̹̖̻͈̤e͈͈̻̩̤͢ ͇̗̺̣̜̳t̨̫͎̮ͅh̼̰em̶̞̝̭͖̻͚ ̢̘͓̞͍̪̥̝a̠͖̠͡ḻ̱͈͓͚͡l̬̞̤̤ ͖͔͔̜̹̮̫a̸̩͇̜t͇̟̟͠ ͉̤͜o̼̖͘n̴͙̹̼̻͉͈̞c͕̻͉̘̣͉̤͡e͓͈͞.̞

Edited by Umbramatic on Jun 3rd 2019 at 8:55:15 AM

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CorvusAtrox from the Dueling Arena Relationship Status: Don't hug me; I'm scared
Jun 3rd 2019 at 7:35:33 PM

Wherever Tori is currently, she may receive a text.

To: Tori

Uh... hey. How goes?

From: Kaisei

Edited by CorvusAtrox on Jun 3rd 2019 at 9:36:00 AM

"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
rmctagg09 The Wanderer from Brooklyn, NY Relationship Status: I won't say I'm in love
The Wanderer
Jun 3rd 2019 at 7:59:16 PM

Stormchaser, past

-To Kolemm-

While a seven-pronged assault would be the quickest, I don't think it would be doable with our current manpower, though we can probably do at least two or three at a time. We'd have to do it quickly, lightning strikes that cripple as soon as possible.

Hugging a Vanillite will give you frostbite.
Umbramatic Meet The New Boss from WAAPT usually, sometimes WHABP or maybe PEFE Relationship Status: Gay for Big Boss
Meet The New Boss
Jun 3rd 2019 at 8:06:06 PM

Containment Unit

Kolemm: S͖̗̥o̰ṵ̧͍̯̩̭̠n͈͖̼͓̼̜͘d̢s̩̫͈̪ ̞̞͖w̨̭̹͉ͅi̪̖͔̘̼͓̫s̳e͉̩̥̜͘.̖̻

Duolis: Sounds wise to me too.

-It is then Gudrunn takes Tagg aside-

Gudrunn: ...That was too easy. Keep a good eye on him.

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rmctagg09 The Wanderer from Brooklyn, NY Relationship Status: I won't say I'm in love
The Wanderer
Jun 3rd 2019 at 8:21:52 PM

Stormchaser, past.

-To Gudrunn-

I will.

Hugging a Vanillite will give you frostbite.
Jun 3rd 2019 at 8:43:37 PM

From ambiguous location

To: Kaisei
From: Tori

It's a bit quieter than I expected this week, but pretty good I guess.

How about you?

QuantumMelody29 chaos catby with a flannel shirt addiction from somewhere Relationship Status: Who needs love when you have waffles?
chaos catby with a flannel shirt addiction
Jun 4th 2019 at 12:30:16 AM

near Gabe

-Lila jumps, startled by the unexpected tap on the shoulder.-

Lila: Ack! Sorry, I'm quite easily startled. Are you Gabe?

I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.
CorvusAtrox from the Dueling Arena Relationship Status: Don't hug me; I'm scared
Jun 4th 2019 at 4:46:09 AM

Ambiguous Location

To: Tori

Uh... well, have you heard of anything weird happening at the Daycare or no?

From: Kaisei

"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
Pentigan Fwomph from The Underverse
Fwomph
Jun 4th 2019 at 7:04:14 AM

Somewhere Urban

-Pent had been... Quiet for a while. Between his own concerns about his (stable) Aura, the calm before the (coming, T-Team led) storm and the upcoming date with the (beautiful) Ammy he's just sorta been quiet for a long time-

-And in that quiet moments a thought starts to worm it's way back in to his mind, a thought he'd avoided for half a year now...-

-In the coming days, his will may be tested upon foreign winds...-

Lumiose City

-This was... Perplexing. On another rooftop patrol through the city, hunting for the sinner father the bronzebond child found a fellow dweller of rooftops... A rotund, distasteful creature standing there in a ratty black cloak and cowl-

-Well, this was peculiar. A charming Alice and her owl companion had stumbled onto MY rooftop! Naturally this was an unwelcome distraction from my ponderance on how far my 'true self' had fallen; Acting like a civilian, embracing these silly fey moods... A far shot from the rarefied awesome that the most perfect incarnation of myself possesses. Anyway, the Alice was strange and a little familiar but most importantly interrupting my brooding-

The Bwaaahtmon: <Bwah! Bwah-ha-hah...>

The Girl: Uh...

-She turned to her ticking companion-

The Girl: What did it just say?

The Owl: Unfamiliar translation codex. Analyzing.

The Bwaaahtmon: <Bwah, bwa bwah.>

-The girl wasn't getting the hint. I needed her to scram so I could get back to my current plan: Dispatching the 'real' Pentigan and taking his place-

-The child was really not sure how to handle this situation, so after a few more moments she backed off to go back to pursuing her goal of dispatching her father... In the coming days, her strength may be unleashed upon foreign winds...-

-Oh, nevermind the Alice left. Good-

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
MasterJayAM Relationship Status: Married to the job
Jun 4th 2019 at 8:05:11 AM

Wherever the Martels were interrogating Dave, Past

Dave, increasingly robotic voice: This is absurd. You seriously think that the IDPD will respond to this idle thr— did you say Kwan.

Muffled electronic yet familiar sounding voice: Why did you say that name!

Beat.

Thierry: That sounded oddly familiar.

Muffled electronic voice: You bet?

Dave: Jon, no.

Jean: Did you just say—

An oddly-shaped rotomdex emerges from one of Dave's pockets. Shortly afterward it creates what appears to be a hologram of... Halliburton.

Rotom!Jonathan: Sorry you had to find out this way, but let me make this clear. Dave's given you everything he knows and we will leave without any trouble without this pointless sheet of paper.

Rotom!Jonathan fires a few sparks from his fingers. Thierry responded by releasing a rotom of his own.

Thierry: Brel, stand by for an electroweb.

Dave: Jon, you know these people?

Rotom!Jonathan: My old employer and his son. Bonjour, eh.

Thierry: Hold on, is that actually you, Halliburton?

Jean: Parallel universe and time travel. I'm more surprised that we managed to meet at all. I mean, what are the odds.

A person opens the door.

Main Timeline Jonathan, staring dumbfoundedly at a hologram of himself: Holy crap.

Dave: Boy, this is awkward.

Rotom!Jonathan: You think?

Jean: We really don't have time for this. Jon, we will explain this later.

The human Jonathan releases a porygon and a gumshoos into the room.

Main Timeline Jonathan: We have all day, Jean. They're outnumbered. Now kindly explain why there is an impostor of myself that's capable of doing that Mighty Raikou routine.

Rotom!Jonathan: Should I tell him?

Beat. In the meantime, everyone just stares angrily at him.

AnimeboyIanpower Empathic Kid Hero-in-training from Queen Mary's Castle Relationship Status: Brewing the love potion
Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
Jun 4th 2019 at 2:50:17 PM

Nuvema Town, Ian's House

-Ian wakes up all peppy and ready for the day-

Me: -smiling- Good morning, world!

-Piku-chan rolls out of bed, sleepily-

Piku-chan: -mutters sleepily- <I missed this bed...>

Me: -looks at Piku-chan, smiling- I know, Piku-chan. It's been so long since we've seen our room...

Piku-chan: -sleepily- <You're darn right, it was...>

Me: Whaddya say we face the day with a smile, Piku-chan?

Piku-chan: -sleepily- <Yay... let's go... in five more minutes...>

Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...
MasterJayAM Relationship Status: Married to the job
Jun 4th 2019 at 3:14:36 PM

Interrogation place, past

Human Jonathan: Lemme guess, identity theft?

Jean: Uh...

Thierry: Ummm...

Dave: Yes. That's it.

Rotom!Jonathan shocks Dave, revealing himself to be a rotom in front of Jonathan.

Thierry: Carry on, we can handle it from here.

Jonathan: I thought this was about Ivan's case?

Thierry: Well, this came up. We'll get back to that case as soon as we can.

Jonathan: Yeah, when you do that, there's a spot where he keeps the spare keys to his house. I'll leave it by Jean's desk.

Jonathan turns to Dave.

Jonathan: That was a pretty good replica of me. I don't know how you made it, but I'm more impressed than appalled. Ever reconsidered doing something else with your life?

Dave: Heard that a couple of times.

Rotom!Jonathan: Why yes, David. Listen to him. The handsome and sexy redheaded man with a masculine voice is very wise and intelligent.

Jonathan, walking away: I'm flattered. And I'm not too fond of rotoms.

Dave: Isn't that ironic?

Rotom!Jonathan: Harsh.

Brel: <I know, right. Speciesist.>

Lumiose City, later

Thierry: We've got our details, Captain.

Jean: Armand, it's just the two of us.

Thierry: Have it your way, father.

Meanwhile, in the opposite direction, near a Yonut...

Dave: How am I going to explain the paper to the higher-ups?

Rotom!Jonathan, in human disguise: Dave—

Dave: Well, they're gonna find out sooner or later.

Rotom!Jonathan, in human disguise: Dave?

Dave: Though on the upside, I knew you were a dweeb in life but I didn't know you were that cluele—

Rotom!Jonathan: Dave, I'm right here!

Dave double takes, seeing the Rotom's hard light projection further down the street with a box of doughnuts and an identical human next to him. His heart begins to make a loud whirring noise.

Dave: Oh, shit.

Human Jonathan: Hello, uh, David, is it, eh? We have a lot to talk about. <chuckles> Booya.

Rotom!Jonathan: Tabarnak.

Edited by MasterJayAM on Jun 5th 2019 at 8:42:36 PM

PhilosopherStones Anyways Here's Darude Sandstorm from The North (lots of planets have them) Relationship Status: You can be my wingman any time
Anyways Here's Darude Sandstorm
Jun 4th 2019 at 3:38:20 PM

Whichever Town/City the Stormchaser is Currently Parked

A pair of women are walking ahead of a Tangrowth, pulling a trolley full of what appear to be organic juice?

The first women looks to be in her mid-20s. Her head is buzzed short on one side and her black bangs are styled to hang over one side of her face. She's sporting a blue sweatsuit with a black tee underneath and a rocking pair of aviators. Oddly she has a katana slung over her back, possibly in gross violation of [Insert Town's Name Here] open carry laws.

The second women was older but still youthful, likely in her 40s. She wore a green dress with a white, wide brim hat. Around her neck was an olive scarf and she too was rocking a pair of aviators. They both stopped and looked up at the J-Team's signature airship.

Lita:"...-cracks bubblegum- that's either gonna be good or bad for business, huh granny?."

"Granny": "Best you not call me that, hun. That gentleman from a while back did think we were sisters."

Lita huffed. The pair kept moving, offering their wares to anybody they crossed.

They may be approached.

Same Town, different location

A blonde male youth wearing an all black suit was casually leaning up against a building. His face was scarred in a few places. Fidgeting with a lighter he darted his eyes were constantly shifting. By his feet was a fancy looking metal briefcase. On his wrist was a peculiar armband.

He to, may be approached.

I don't even know

Cowboy is cowboy doing cowboy things.

Debbid is also there.

Darn tootin'.

Edited by PhilosopherStones on Jun 4th 2019 at 3:47:00 AM

GIVE ME YOUR FACE
AbsentCoder Some Rando from Doofenshmirtz Neutral Incorporated Relationship Status: RelationshipOutOfBoundsException: 1
Some Rando
Jun 4th 2019 at 3:45:43 PM

Whichever Town

There's a 20-something woman walking around with a Purrloin on her shoulder. Said Purrloin was running her paws through her bright orange shoulder-length hair out of nervousness.

While the human paused to look at the duo with the cart full of juices, the Purrloin avoided eye contact as best she could.

She elected to stop and browse their wares.

Edited by AbsentCoder on Jun 4th 2019 at 3:49:50 AM

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]
PhilosopherStones Anyways Here's Darude Sandstorm from The North (lots of planets have them) Relationship Status: You can be my wingman any time
Anyways Here's Darude Sandstorm
Jun 4th 2019 at 3:50:16 PM

Outside Stormchaser

They stop and greet the young woman.

Lita: "Hello, would you be interested in our all-natural fruit and vegetable cocktail? Made from the finest Kalos grown ingredients! It's farm to table and packed with GM Os!"

The other woman elbowed Lita in the ribs.

Other Woman: "Lacks GM Os."

Lita: -rubbing her side- "Right, what she said. Care to taste?"

Edited by PhilosopherStones on Jun 4th 2019 at 3:50:46 AM

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AbsentCoder Some Rando from Doofenshmirtz Neutral Incorporated Relationship Status: RelationshipOutOfBoundsException: 1
Some Rando
Jun 4th 2019 at 3:53:35 PM

Stormchaser Juice Cart

"Hey, thirst is thirst," the woman said, grabbing a cup and sampling the drink. "Hm," she hummed. "Not bad," she said, offering the cup to her Purrloin.

The feline Pokemon lapped it up, mewling inquisitively. "If it's not for you, I get it.

"But I like it," she said, pounding the rest of it.

"Whatcha doin' all the way out here?" She asked, leaning up with the assistance of a particularly sturdy stick she didn't seem to have on her person before.

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PhilosopherStones Anyways Here's Darude Sandstorm from The North (lots of planets have them) Relationship Status: You can be my wingman any time
Anyways Here's Darude Sandstorm
Jun 4th 2019 at 3:58:58 PM

Outside Stormchaser

Lita: We're trying to expand! Glad you like it, buy some?

Other Woman: Lita you can't so forward. Sorry, she's still being trained. We're just travelling around and trying to please thirsty people.

Lita's jaw dropped.

Lita: Uh phrasing.

Danielle: Anyways my name is Danielle, this is my alternate universe future granddaughter, Lita.

Lita: Wow you just came out right and said it...

Liz: I assume you are a member of the J-Team?

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AbsentCoder Some Rando from Doofenshmirtz Neutral Incorporated Relationship Status: RelationshipOutOfBoundsException: 1
Some Rando
Jun 4th 2019 at 4:02:40 PM

Stormchaser Exterior

"...Kiiiinda," she said, looking at the Purrloin on her shoulder, who had taken to trying the beverage again before greedily chugging what remained.

She threw the stick she had summoned into the air and reached towards her neck, turning into a Delphox with a flash of light and subsequently catching the stick in her tail.

The Purrloin turned into a Zorua in surprise.

We're a couple of Pokemon who belong to a J-Teamer, she explained, making sure both of them could hear her.

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PhilosopherStones Anyways Here's Darude Sandstorm from The North (lots of planets have them) Relationship Status: You can be my wingman any time
Anyways Here's Darude Sandstorm
Jun 4th 2019 at 4:06:49 PM

Stormchaser Exterior

Lita doubled back, falling flat on her butt.

Lita: Wasn't expecting that! I was wondering where the sick came from. Magic~

Danielle: Why are you shocked? You're the one that came from a whole other universe. Anyways, you didn't introduce yourselves? Who do you belong to?

Lita, meanwhile, was sheepishly offering the Zorua another cup.

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AbsentCoder Some Rando from Doofenshmirtz Neutral Incorporated Relationship Status: RelationshipOutOfBoundsException: 1
Some Rando
Jun 4th 2019 at 4:11:33 PM

Stormchaser Exterior

Our trainer's named Colton. He's one of the saner J-Teamers, which doesn't say much. I'm Sunny and the Zorua's-

"Minerva! Sunny! There you are!" A Castelian voice rang out.

<Speak of the devil,> Sunny said.

"Ha, ha, very funny, I was looking for you guys," he said.

There was a pink ribbon on his wrist. He didn't say anything about the cart or the ones pushing it.

Wait, what was that about a whole 'nother universe? Sunny projected while at the same time speaking aloud.

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