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-Lucius gives a nervous smile.-
Lucius: Okay, that's, uh... that's good. I don't think I've got any big questions to ask... um, unless you count wondering if we have to provide our own uniforms as a big question.
Me: Yeah... and how do we transform?
Jackal took careful steps, they passed through a part of the decayed building and over a aged bridge. "So weird... usually there'd be-"
Hayon threw up, ~uuuuugh...~
Jackal stepped over, "You okay?"
~I found auras... but... they're so wrong, sick to the view...~
Jackal blinked, and stepped forward, there ahead of him was a oddly familiar sight... Before the party stood 3 cybernetic machamps, their metal forms aged and rusted, the cloned parts necrotic. Jackal blinked, "what in the hell..."
Hayon stopped using aura sight, ~What are these things doing here?~
Fox stared at them, "They seem... different."
Upon a further review, the designs were much different from what the team was familiar with. The forms seemed more in line with cybernetics research from the 90s then anything they had seen, especially at Lycanrow.
"They aren't even moving," Fox added.
Jackal gave it a thought, "They must be early model prototypes. Experiments in cloned flesh bonded with these metal parts."
"I don't wonder why they stopped," Fox added with distaste.
Hayon grimaced, ~They're still alive by the way... that's why I lost it earlier, their auras are so wrong...~
Jackal nodded and aimed for the head of one, and pulled the trigger, and watched as his blaster did little. He stared, and tried again, only to get the same result, "Odd these things are usually fragile enough to break under any force."
Hayon tilted his head, charged a sphere and fired it, watching as it tore the Futurechamp apart, ~Okay seems our moves are still effective.~
Jackal grunted, "Okay team, mons out, none of our weapons are gonna work this time around."
It was at this point a voice entered all of their radio units, "How right you are!"
Des would be met with a old office set covered in vines and rust, old mugs with the company logo strewn about... and a large hole in a wall clearly made by something punching through it.
Edited by EchoingSilence on Jun 17th 2019 at 9:07:24 AM
-Dune straps his bag down before slinging it over his shoulder. He turns around to see Ludmilla at his bedroom door, with a very particular but familiar look on her face.-
Dune: The answer is still no.
Dune: I know she is, and the answer is still no.
Ludmilla: You'll need help!
Dune: I'll have Garuda, Rill, Selene, Dom, and Ajax.
Ludmilla: I can't just sit here and wait-
-Dune cracks for a second, a solar flare of emotions shooting out from him that Ludmilla is stunned by. Selene and Garuda lean in and look from the hallway, obviously having felt it as well.-
-He recomposes himself before kneeling down and hugging his daughter.-
Dune: I can't lose you, too. I couldn't handle that.
-Ludmilla hugs back.-
-Neither really want to let go for some time before Dune's hands get shaky and he loosens up.-
Dune: I'm putting a lot of faith in you. You've got everyone who's been with you, and my Kalos team. I've even got some of the Battlemasters visiting from time to time. The two longbeards should be able to help keep everything stocked.
-Dune regains his calm, stone face, with the exception of his jaw grinding, betraying his anxiety.-
Dune: I don't know how long I'll be gone, but I'll be back. I promise.
-Ludmilla purses her lips, unable to quite find the words she's looking for. Instead, she just nods, and presses her forehead against her father's side.-
Ludmilla: You'd better.
-Dune smiles, a bit in nostalgia and a bit in pride.-
Dune: Maybe I've rubbed off on you a bit too much.
-He turns to Garuda and Selene and nods. The two sigh in relief.-
Dune: Alright, Team Prime, pack up. Team Kalos, Candace is in charge.
-Laharl the Tyrantrum roars in indignation.-
Laharl: <WHY HER?!>
Candace: <Because I have actual experience in organization, Teeth-for-Brains. You're supposed to be out on patrol. Go! Get!>
Laharl: <Like hell I am!>
-The Tyrantrum is carried out the (thankfully opening) bay window by the shiny Crobat as the latter threatens to toss the Tyrantrum off the cliff for insubordination. Laharl's indignant attitude quickly shifts into panicked pleading.-
-The rest of the room turns back to Dune.-
Dune: Second in command is Champloo.
-Everyone nods in contentment.-
Champloo: <This house will be run with the greatest of care and precision, boom!>
-The Lucario gives a thumbs up.-
Dune: Alright then. Garuda, you know where we're supposed to fly?
Garuda: <I have received the precise location from Mobius.>
Selene: <And I finally figured out how to shift types consistently, so I can get us through the dimensional portal-hole-thingamabob without waiting for the Mewn Stone to get my type right!>
Dune: Please don't call it the Mewn Stone.
Selene: <But that's what it is!>
Dune: No, it's a Blessed Moon Stone. "Mewn Stone" is just hard to say in general.
Selene: <Oh, fine!>
Dune: Alright then. We're off.
-The flickering intensifies-
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Taipan: Alright Murphy, it's further notice. Welcome back.
Murphy: <Oh shit, that seems so wrong.>
Taipan: That voice.
Murphy, now in the phone: I know right. Creepy young lady. I'm getting weird vampire lady vibes. Yeah, I'm starting to see why we should've just kept quiet.
Taipan: Eh, you get used it. I'm actually talking about the voiceover. Tip of my tongue on whoever that is.
The stranger on the ground, who has been identified as Des, walked through the lower level and through the hole punched through the wall. R. Mika was beside him in a ski mask. He activated his aura vision to see if he could spot anything.
All this time he had an old grenade launcher shouldered with a paint round loaded.
"What the hell happened here?"
Edited by PhilosopherStones on Jun 17th 2019 at 7:22:19 AM
-Gaia is instantly on alert, dropping into a combat stance as two crackling, purplish-black blades slide out of her gloves with a noise like broken radio static.-
Gaia: I wouldn't be so sure.
-She glances around, one hand close to her Grapnel Gear for a quick escape.-
Gaia: ...Care to tell us who or what you are, and how long you've been creating these things for?
Edited by Herbert40k on Jun 17th 2019 at 3:12:49 PM
Lamb drew her bow, a finger extended from the string, pointing at a Machamp, flares orbiting around it. She released the string at the flares fired, expanding and striking one with a spiraling Fire Blast.
-Nightingale ponders something while everyone else deals with the issue of mysterious person-
-She idly formed a construct knife in one hand and channeled a blob of her own obscuric energy in her other-
Murphy: Any relation to the creepy doctor lady?
Taipan: You know, these Pokefutures creeps all start sounding the same over time. Same pompous and hubristic tone kind of laces their voice after a time.
Mistress: <An asshole accent.>
Taipan releases an infernape and a gogoat.
Taipan: Martin, Wukong, standby before engaging. These things aren't like walkers, but there's always a danger of infection. Be careful.
Mistress: <They look so wrong. And they're in pain. Take them out of their misery.>
Wukong throws a flame wheel at a few of the Futurechamps.
Edited by MasterJayAM on May 15th 2021 at 10:41:05 PM
-Phantom spreads his arms out wide.-
Phantom: "Don't suppose you'd be willing to head down here and let me beat the shit out of you? It would save time, for the both of us."
-Vulpecula stares at the cyborg Machamps with an odd mixture of disgust and pity.-
Eva: Sounds cool! Where do I sign up?
-A certain blue twin picks up a pokeball.-
Sapphy: Gotcha! Nice one Linna.
Sapphy: Finally, I have a Swablu. I've always wanted one!
-Saffy is teleported into the area by the Abra she is holding, who promptly goes back to sleep.-
Saffy: Hey sis! Look who I just caught! Meet Gibly!
Sapphy: You sure you didn't just catch a Snorlax? I just got myself a Swablu.
Saffy: Their name?
Sapphy: Let me think... I'll go with... Mina.
Sapphy: Let's head back to Lilycove. We need to finalize the plans for tomorrow.
Saffy: Ok! Race ya!
-She runs off, with Sapphy following her.-
Edited by QuantumMelody29 on Jun 18th 2019 at 12:29:19 PM
Lester: Same here.
The blond chuckled lightly, leaning against the wall in an attempt to replicate D.C.’s behavior.
Des is walking down the street, petting his new Stunky.
"What to call you. Now that I think about it, what do I call myself? Pria said I should go by 'Desmond' but then I could just shorten it to 'Des' again."
-Kat is lounging on a couch with her team in front of the tv.-
Kat: Oh yeah, I should go water Cady's plants. I'll be back in about an hour.
Aura: <Ok, see you!>
Kat: It's not too far, I'll just slip on a fleece and my shoes.
-She leaves the house.-
-Two hooded figures are watching Kat as she waters the herb garden.-
BB: ~There she is.~
YB: ~Let's check through the stuff again!~
BB: ~Sure, why not.~
YB: ~Construct sticks?~
YB: ~Non-suspicious giant sack?~
BB: ~Present, and highly inconspicuous.~
YB: ~Good, that's everything.~
BB: ~Remember the plan. You keep watch, then go to her house for the USB. Now...~
-She silently sends out a Jumpluff.-
BB: Linna, do it.
-Somewhere that might be within Des's line of sight, a scrawny young man wearing a camisole and a denim miniskirt is leaning against a wall, with a Bisharp by his side.-
Lucius: So, once we're done with this whole magical girl thing, where do you think we're gonna find the rest of the team?
Falchion: <I dunno. Away from you?>
-Elsewhere, a white-haired young woman is in the Stormchaser's training suite, watching her Sneasel go to town on a bunch of hard light holograms.-
Lissa: I have no idea what I'm doing right now... Uh, Feint Attack, I guess?
Cait: <Whatever ya say, lass.>
Edited by Herbert40k on Jun 18th 2019 at 8:29:22 PM
Des walks by Lucius. He stops and does a double take.
"Her-I mean-Lucius? What's uh..." he gives him a once over. "Up? I mean, you can certainly rock it, but what series of events lead to you picking that outfit out?"
The Stunky just tilts his head quizzically.
-Nearby, a muscular girl is training with her Mightyena, fighting holograms together.-
-Isbrand suplexes a hologram, somehow.-
-Mezzo is lying in bed, playing a game on her Switch-
-Sunny is curled up near her head, and Felis near her feet-
Sunny: <So why does it have Link and Young Link?>
Mezzo: There's this plot point in one of the games where Link got sealed away for seven years, and it apparently led to a timeline split.
Sunny: <Seven years... isn't that about how long we've been traveling with this group?>
Mezzo: ...Yeah, I think. Actually it's more like 8.
Sunny: <We're all getting older now.>
Mezzo: That's frightening.
Sunny: <Not really, though. It's just how time progresses. Pretty soon you'll probably have your own kids, and they'll go on their own adventures.>
Mezzo: What? Me, having kids?
Sunny: <Yeah! You're an adult now in human years, aren't you? And you've been in a relationship with Ever for so long.>
Mezzo: I mean, I have but...
Sunny: <Stella and Odd have a child, and they're younger than me.>
Mezzo: That's not the same thing.
Sunny: <Why not?>
Mezzo: Because... for humans, having a kid is a big deal. I'm not sure if I'd be ready for the responsibility of parenting.
Sunny: <You're a good mom to us, though. I think you'd be a great one for your baby.>
Mezzo: Okay, one, don't talk like this is already decided, and two, raising a human is way different than training a Pokémon.
Felis: <Runt, the last thing I need is another insufferable brat in my life.>
-Mezzo pets Sunny-
Mezzo: I'm not sure if I even want to think about this. I mean, maybe eventually, but... I don't know if I'm prepared for that. I don't know how I could be prepared for something like that.
Sunny: <Well, it gives you something to think about, doesn't it?>
Mezzo: I guess so.
-Lucius looks up at Des and blinks.-
Lucius: ...Des? Man, it's been a while.
-He glances down at his clothes.-
Lucius: This? I... just felt like a change, I guess. New chapter, new me, all that stuff. Besides, the sweater/scarf combo was never really good summer apparel to begin with.
Lissa: Alright, now use-
-She stops when she notices the muscular girl nearby suplexing holograms.-
Cait: <Uh, lass?>
Lissa: Give me a minute.
-Isbrand spears the last hologram and shuts the program down, panting.-
-It's worth mentioning that she's not wearing her jacket so...-
-Muscles and glistening skin.-
"I hear you. I'm kind of going through my own thing right now. Thinking about going by Desmond..." he smirks and shakes his head.
"Y'know, I remember years ago during April Fool's. You were turned into a little kid who was looking for his father. I...kinda played daddy that day. Took you out to a movie and everything. It's crazy where the time goes..."
Lita enters with her Beedril, Waspinator. She stops in her tracks as she sees the muscular woman. Her eyes momentarily dart towards Lissa before falling back on the woman.
Edited by PhilosopherStones on Jun 18th 2019 at 1:08:50 AM
-Lucius cocks an eyebrow at Des.-
Lucius: ...Huh. Y'know, I think I remember that... well, I remember the note, at least. That was a weird time for all of us.
-He tilts his head.-
Lucius: Mind if I stick with "Des"? It's shorter, and I've gotten used to it.
Lissa: Gay. I mean, uh, hey. My name's Lissa. Not gay. I mean, I am, but... yeah. Hi.
-Good job, Isbrand. You broke her.-
Edited by Herbert40k on Jun 18th 2019 at 9:14:48 AM
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