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Des just shook his head as the Moderator flew off.
"Figures. I never even got respect as an Admin." He looks to Ian.
"I used to work for these people. I don't think I'll be getting my back-pay either..."
He follows the rest of the group when they leave.
Ann told me about a Mobius person with an Armband she encountered, this might be them. Anyway, time to stop their attempted suicide.
Lucani: <We can't let them get away!>
-Does some thinking and tries aiming a Thunder Wave, leading the shot-
Siobhan: "Nope! Get back here!"
Gogmazios attempts to Dragon Pulse the fleeing Pidgeot.
Me: Now I see what you meant by "when the forces at constant work to save our world and the forces at work to tear our world asunder sometimes might just be one in the same..." back when we first met...
-Although she is able to maneuver out of the way of the Thunder Wave in her rush to escape, she ends up colliding with the Dragon Pulse in the process. However, it doesn't stop her from reaching the base and hurrying inside.-
-Clock's ticking, team.-
-A shadow passes overhead briefly. Probably just a local dragon... But then whatever it was starts diving towards the group of heroes who just arrived from the portal-
-Daev Jons was not having a particularly good month-
-His money wasn't good in the world he was in, he was running low on rations, his 'Aaron' or whatever it's name is was dangerously inquisitive and kept running off, he attempted to put Aaron into one of these ball things for it's own safety but that didn't work and the wildlife of this world just loved beating Aaron up whenever the two left cities... And also weirdly the animal companions of random people he locked eyes with on the road!-
-But the worst part of the month, had to be when some jackass in a jacket held up some kind of card and blasted him with blue until he ended up here. Even now blue smoke was drifting off his clothing as he and 'Aaron' headed towards the only sign of humans in this rope-filled doomscape-
-And of course seeing humans standing next to it, he directed his gaze to the side before attempting to garner their attention-
Daev Jons: Hello!?
Copper Aron: Ron!
-As the Moderator manages to get inside-
Fuck! J-Team, first order of business, we need to kill their communications so they can't radio for help and overwhelm us!
AU!Tagg: -Noticing the shadow- There you are Drake.
Edited by rmctagg09 on Jun 26th 2019 at 7:06:22 AM
Jean: So we heading in yet?
-Alex grins, sends out Junkrat...-
-And runs in carrying him over her head, cackling-
Edited by Umbramatic on Jun 26th 2019 at 7:16:50 AM
Channah: -sends out Basil- Okay, we'll - -notices Daev- Where'd you come from.
-Deziree did not like the clothes she was wearing.-
-She could barely keep her posture in the dress she had been decked in. The corset, at least, she could definitely rock, but the petticoats and weird tassels made her feel like an overdone Christmas tree. She hadn't worn anything like this since her wedding, and she'd rather walk around in her wedding dress than this Victorian-era science experiment on the sturdiness of aristocratic women.-
-Not to mention the heels they'd put her in.-
-She hated heels.-
-Were it not for the handmaiden - the weird lady from before, Violetta - she would have just embargo'd this whole thing by sitting on her bed. Between her and the weight of the dress no one would have been able to lift her. Except, of course, the psychic.-
-She'd have to remember to teach Ludmilla telekinetic manners when she got back.-
-But there she stood, in a weirdly well-furnished chamber. There was a word for rooms like this, covered in knickknacks and other weird things with incredible density but were never supposed to be touched or even walked near. A foyer? Was that the word? Deziree honestly didn't care but she was bored out of her mind and it was this or thinking of new ways to curdle cheese using nothing but air and a jury rigged toaster oven.-
-She shook her head to get the thought out of her mind, and shortly the opposite door opened.-
-If she were five years younger, the man who walked through the door would have been admittedly very hot. Now that she was married, happily, the dude just looked like a gorilla they'd stuffed into a crush velvet suit.-
-Blonde hair, blue eyes, a confident square to his shoulders, and a stride that let the whole world know that his self-confidence wasn't fragile and based entirely on outside acknowledgement, no sirree.-
-He saunters up to Deziree and bows before taking her gloved hand and kissing it.-
???: My lady, a pleasure.
-Deziree just gives him a look akin to a Mamoswine being harassed by a Joltik.-
???: Oh, but my manners - pardon, I was enraptured by your beauty. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Gilgamesh, leader of the Steel faction.
-Deziree ponders, for a moment, whether she could kick through the petticoats hard enough to land a solid kick to the crotch.-
Gilgamesh: Ah, you must be taken aback by all that is happening. You are one of the Daughters, after all. Welcome, Daughter of the Empress, to the Walking Mountain! You have been retrieved from the outside world to live with your people once again!
-Deziree slowly crosses her arms in a gesture that she may not even realize she picked up from her husband.-
Gilgamesh: Ah, I shall elaborate further. When you were just born, some nineteen years ago now, you were dropped on the doorstep of a needy family, who would not ask too many questions regarding the raising of a healthy baby girl, along with a strange golden bracelet that would forever be linked to you, both sentimentally and scientifically!
-Deziree holds up a finger.-
Deziree: Three. Three problems with that. One, as I am right now, I am not nineteen, I'm biologically twenty seven. Two, I went into the outside world as a Magnemite, not as a human. Three, I have a grey bracelet, not a gold one, and I made it my own damn self.
-Gilgamesh stands there for a solid moment.-
Gilgamesh: My lady, this is no time to be making elaborate jokes-
-Deziree decides to test her earlier hypothesis, and kicks.-
-Honestly, the bizarre fabric and metalwork on the dress made the kick hit harder.-
Deziree: I. Am not. "Your" lady. I want my effects returned. I want my bracelet, my wedding ring, my inventions, and my goddamn glasses back.
-The man cowers at the sight of Deziree in full force, fleeing the room the way he came in before Deziree could be restrained by the handmaiden.-
Violetta: Not gonna lie, watching you go at him made my day. Should make my boss's day, too. But y'know, you should hurt him too much. He could end up being your future mate.
-Deziree's glare promptly stopped that conversation from continuing as the handmaiden telekinetically dragged Deziree back to her room.-
Daev: To be honest? I have no idea.
-The dragon-shape is a Charizard actually and it lands. But then a human gets off it's back and wow this human's attire is somewhere between 'Tribal Warlord Dressed in Dragon Bits' and 'dude who had $100 and access to a strip mall to pick out his entire wardrobe'-
Drake Palmer: Well, this is a peculiar bunch of humani...
-Upon arriving inside, the Pidgeot returns to human form, frantically navigating the halls to find her boss's office. Within, Dr. Robinson is leafing through a few promotion requests with utmost disinterest, not that anyone could tell by her face.-
Mobius Moderator: Dr. Robinson! Ma'am! We have a problem!
-Robinson's head turns upward, so the moderator's best guess is that she looked up at her.-
Dr. Robinson: Oh? What problem might it be, Kiara? If it's not a clown problem, I'm sure you can figure the solution out yourself.
-Kiara nervously scratches the back of her neck.-
Kiara: Does "the J-Team" fall under the clown category?
-The room drops a couple degrees in temperature, and Robinson reflexively scrunches up the promotion request of some poor fool named Jeremy.-
Dr. Robinson: ...They're not here, are they?
-Kiara nods, barely noticeably.-
Dr. Robinson: ...
Dr. Robinson: ...Well, don't just stand there! Go and get people fighting them!
-She bolts out of the room. The door closes, and Robinson finally lets herself panic.-
Dr. Robinson: How?!
-The alarms start blaring not long after Alex rushes in.-
Mobius Grunt 1: Aaah! Crazy science lady attack!
Mobius Grunt A: Stop right there, heroic scum!
-They send out a Magneton and a Kantonian Sandslash.-
Sandslash: <Seven long years, and not once have I had my ass kicked! Today will not be that day!>
-They release a Sonic Boom and a Sand Tomb, respectively-
Edited by BittersweetNSour on Jun 26th 2019 at 8:13:10 AM
Daydre has been following in the back this whole time!
"Did one of them really just say 'heroic scum'"
Acquisition: Unit 55
Description: A grey bracelet
Notes: A most curious find. A bizarre approximation of the golden bracelet's capabilities. It appears to be biolocked, and the entire interface works on premises that are both basic and revolutionary - if only I could interface with the damned thing. Every attempt to interact with it either results in bizarre, nonsensical feedback, or absolutely nothing at all. One of the data ports reported an error about a "jiggy", whatever that means. It most certainly isn't one of my designs, but... how was it created? I most certainly didn't. It isn't one of my father's designs either. Did she create it?
Description: A strange metal ring
Notes: A ring of bizarre alloy. Was found on the subject's left, pre-distal finger. Appears to have no practical applications. Metal appears to be some strange alloy of tungsten and gold, but that is a guess, as the spectrometer refuses to give the same reading twice, possibly meaning... no. No, impossible. A Heatran would never stoop that low.
Description: Brass-framed glasses
Notes: Glasses with heavily distorted lenses. Putting them on makes the entire room a massive motion blur and gives me nausea. Do not appear to have scientific usage, may speak to eye defect in owner. Strange, for a Daughter to have such a major defect.
Description: Metal tube Laser Sword
Notes: A strange metal tube. It vibrates when picked up, and appears to be nothing more than a s THE DAMNED THING NEARLY SPEARED ME IN THE EYE! Without any obvious outside input, the laser beam activated while I was holding it and nearly took my head off! Afterwards, the side vents opened, and while vibrating and dancing around it nearly destroyed the floor of my lab! It springs to life and starts shaking at me every time I try to reach for it, as if it's some beast that has decided that I'm-
It appears I have not given the subject as much credit as I should have.
I will need to have a talk with my Daughter, after her meeting with Tarvek.
Edited by DuneTheWanderer on Jun 26th 2019 at 6:14:49 AM
-Looking around for the path to the communications hub-
I sense... panic, they were definitely not expecting us. You'd think they would even slightly after what Channah and I did, but that's lucky for us.
AU!Tagg: -To Drake- Yeah, gonna go take on those Mobius jerks.
Yeah, like right now.
Siobhan: "Did you just admit you're the bad guy here?"
Gogmazios: <SURE IT IS, BUCKO!>
Gogmazios charges at the Sandslash with a Dragon Rush and attempts to - both figuratively and literally - kick the Sandslash's ass.
Channah: -to Daev- ...Great. Then come help us. -to Tagg- Mm, I'm not questioning it.
"Any idea where they might be?" Colton casually asked, Night Slash Claws adorning his knuckles as he admired them.
Jean: -cracks her knuckles- Excellent.
-Takes out a Pokeball and heads in-
Alex: Deploying Electrode!
-Tosses it at the Sandslash-
Junkrat: <I hope you have a blast!>
-speaking of crazy science ladies-
-one of them briefly peeks her head out of a door-
PEFE!Every: ...Oh, shit.
-behind her, another Intern is champing at the bit to get by-
Stivanna: It's them, right? Come on, let's go kick some ass.
PEFE!Every: I really don't think that's such a good—
Stivanna: It's J-team! We can't keep letting them fuck with us, not after what they did to Iron!
-they try to shove past her-
-unfortunately, what PEFE!Every lacks in strength (all of it) she makes up for with an understanding of leverage and force. Stivanna isn't exactly a fighter themself, and they're promptly pinned to the wall-
PEFE!Every: If you go out there, you're going to get hurt! And frankly, you'll deserve it for being stupid enough to go up against the J-team! Just sit tight and hope they don't do too much damage.
Stivanna: What kind of pessimist talk is that? This shirt doesn't say "The harder you work for something, the worse you'll feel when the J-team kicks your ass!"
PEFE!Every: Well, my shirt says "Push yourself, because nobody else will do it for you" and that's not true either.
Stivanna: Gods your parents sucked.
PEFE!Every: Just stay!
Stivanna: Ugh, you're no help.
-they shove at PEFE!Every, which turns out to be pretty much all it takes to dislodge her, and make to enter the battle-
PEFE!Every: Sorry about this.
Stivanna: Sorry about whuuuuuuhhhzzzzz...
-and they collapse with a thump, snoring gently-
PEFE!Every: Good work, Sporange.
Sporange: <Whatever you need!> -salutes with one of his headleaves-
PEFE!Every: Awww, you're just the cutest.
Sporange: <I am aware!>
PEFE!Every: Now help me hide this body.
PEFE!Every: -sending out Sharptooth- Yeah, yeah.
-Daev physically lifts the Aron (straining under the effort) and follows everyone into the base-
Drake Palmer: The local Altaria noticed a facility and called on their leaders to investigate. While we cannot officially do anything... I have come here by myself to intervene on behalf of the Clans.
-He coughs momentarily-
Drake Palmer: Who are you people? Did you summon them Tagg? Are they...
Drake Palmer: Have you attempted to replicate that world's group of heroes?
Des and Lita follow the others in. Des whistles at Daev picking up the Aron.
Lita: "Somebody lifts."
-The Sandslash folds like paper. The Magneton is also caught in the blast, but manages to stay at least functional.-
Mobius Grunt 1: ...Uh, change of plans?
Mobius Grunt A: This is awkward.
-Robinson paces in her office frantically.-
-She inputs a code on her intercom device.-
Robinson: Special Project Team, we are putting the subjects of Project Smoky Quartz to use! Yes, I know this is drastic, it's the damned J-Team we're fighting! I do not want to hear any arguments, just get them out there and destroying the attackers!
-She releases the button, and returns to pacing.-
-Tagg finds the route to the communications hub easily.-
-However, his Aura Sense might catch something else, elsewhere in the facility. A Jammer field lifting, and inside, a few dark presences.-
Edited by BittersweetNSour on Jun 26th 2019 at 8:49:15 AM
-Senses some dark presences as my mons start disabling the base's alert signal-
Bombyl: -Using Aura Sense- <Yeah, there's definitely Mobius Auras here.>
Edited by rmctagg09 on Jun 26th 2019 at 8:58:08 AM
Lita takes a step forward, her Beedril hovering over her. Des thrusts an arm in front of her as R. Mika bounces on her feat and shadowboxes, getting ready.
Des: "Wait, I sense a disturbance..."
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