Not A Lawyer
Oblivion Wing, Meeting Room
-Alice gives Des a slightly sardonic smile.-
Alice: Really? My identity is hardly the best-kept secret. After all, I...
-Her smile slips for a moment.-
Alice: ...I was publicly unmasked, shall we say, and while the circumstances may have appeared to rule out the possibility of my return I felt it only natural that I should take up the mantle once again. After all, I have the resources, the skills, and an extensive support network. It would almost feel like a moral failing on my part if I refused to return to the fold.
-She looks back at Silas and Hacks.-
Alice: Will I now? I suppose we'll have to wait and see. As for why I'm aboard... well, this seemed to be the most logical place to work. Gaia works for the Aurabolts aboard the Oblivion Wing, and Alice oversees her Faction from her offices in Orre. They are two separate operations, after all, though there may be some overlap at times.
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.
Anyways Here's Darude Sandstorm
O. Wing
Oh right...that...
His smile falters a bit as he looks at Alice.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to bring up bad memories. But hey, now you get to run around in colorful form fitting outfits with all your buds and fight crime."
"Speaking of buds I've been talking to Lucius lately. He really helped me come to terms with my sexuality."
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Not A Lawyer
Oblivion Wing, Meeting Room
-Again, Alice's smile slips, though it does soon return.-
Alice: ...Lucius and I don't talk anymore. That said, I am glad that you were able to accept that aspect of yourself, having relatively recently undergone a similar journey. And I will admit... the theatrical aspect of it all does appeal. It also allows me to make use of skills I would otherwise have overlooked.
-She looks over at Silas with a smirk and her voice shifts significantly.-
Marigold!Alice: As a fellow person of science, wouldn't you agree?
Edited by Herbert40k on Aug 23rd 2019 at 4:24:51 PM
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.
Arthur waves Lita farewell and walks out.
"Did you hear about what went down in [Germany] with the army of the undead and Castle Lycanrow collapsing in on itself? Yeah that was us, Pokefutures investigation turned supernatural," Silas explained, pausing a bit when Alice pulled her Marigold routine, "She terrifies me with how good she can slip into a character."
~That's him speak for "Yes" he agrees.~
Silas rolled his eyes and continued, "While I'm more or less the man in charge, Alice is my equal partner in the leadership role and head of undercover operations. I deal with logistics, location, transportation, and so on."
~He's good at what he does.~
Silas gave a shrug, "For the most part our job is actually very quiet, we have to wait for the moments of activity to strike."
Anyways Here's Darude Sandstorm
O. Wing-Meeting Room
Des wanted to grab his hat and jam it on his head. He had said two things he probably shouldn't have said. If he was playing one of those FE games Lita was always going on about then Alice's support level would probably be dropping.
"I'm sorry again. I didn't know. I feel like I've been living under a rock the last 5 years..."
He sees Alice assume the identity of Marigold at the drop of a hat.
"That is an amazing talent."
He looks to Silas and Hacks.
"That was you guys? Cool. And to be honest most people forget I even exist. So if you want discrete I can certainly be discrete."
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Not A Lawyer
Oblivion Wing, Meeting Room
-Alice nods understandingly at Des.-
Alice: No worries. As you said, you didn't know. And thank you for the compliment. It is a useful talent to have during undercover operations, which tend to be my speciality. As Silas said, he is mainly responsible for coordinating the operations of the team as a whole, providing our equipment, and leading us against whatever threats we encounter, whereas I am less suited to direct confrontation and deal more in the fields of stealth, infiltration and misinformation.
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.
Anyways Here's Darude Sandstorm
O. Wing-Meeting Room
Des sighs, somewhat relieved.
"I trust you two at the helm. I barely know you, but you must be doing something right to accomplish all this. As for me, I guess I'm somewhere in between you to. Subtle when I have to be, brutal when I must. Back in my Rocket days there was a lot of Smash and grab on top of more subtle operations. Remember the Radio Tower takeover? I was part of that. I did a lot more stealthy jobs after leaving them and meeting the J-team. Some of it for Interpol, some of it contracted. None of it really stable either. Interpol didn't really compensate me enough and being a thug likely meant I wouldn't hit 40."
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Silas gave a small smirk, "The Cartoon by the way was made by someone I know who I can trust only to be interested in self motive enough to make it good. It's kind of a safety net for good publicity in case we get into trouble."
~That and it also helps provide funds for materials.~
"Money is not a problem."
~That said you are currently busy with a investigation are you not?~
"Yep. Found out about a thing called a "Moon Tribe" today."
Anyways Here's Darude Sandstorm
Wing-Meeting Room
"Yeah I saw your text. 'Moon tribe' immediately makes me think Cresselia, but it's odd that it's associated with one of the Latii. Possibly an offshoot faith or maybe even a modern cult. I've dealt with those kinds of things before. If you ever need help give me a ring. Pent can vouche for me if you're wary to collaborate."
GIVE ME YOUR FACE
No voice to cry suffering
Logan: -blink- Heard? No, I didn't think the Styler generally makes a voice. I'm flattered you think I have a nice voice, but "golden" might be going a bit far. ^_^;
Anyways, the effects tend to linger a little, but they taper off unless both ends accept it.
-beaming- And hey, I told you, just pay it forward. It's twice as much favor per favor, at least.
Megan: -worriedly- o-okay! Be careful!
-and she awkwardly holds that book she's reading as she watches Kai depart-
-look, the line goes up, and it goes down, and it goes up...-
From: Megan
aaaaaaaaaaaaa
uh sorry I wrote it kinda fast
It says "Sorry I didn't get anything better than a gift card! I hope you like ice cream!"
-it's a long zigzag, which upon closer inspection goes up a bit higher for the taller letters and lower for the longer ones and..that's it..-
And aaaaaaaa you don't need to share it with me
It's a gift!!!
Not A Lawyer
Oblivion Wing, Meeting Room
Alice: Hopefully, those are all experiences that will serve you well during your time with the Aurabolts. I'd like to think that under our leadership you'll enjoy a fairly respectable lifespan too.
-She cocks an eyebrow at Silas.-
Alice: I can't say I'm familiar with any "Moon Tribe", unfortunately, though I could have my people do some digging. You're probably better off pursuing different avenues of investigation, however.
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.
Anyways Here's Darude Sandstorm
Stormchaser-Lounge
"Well people usually get a thrill out of going for a ride on Jovi. But after seeing what you did in that giant monster raid that might not exactly excite you."
He smiles.
"How did you do that, anyways? Was it just raw, gay energy?"
O. Wing-Meeting Room
"I have a few surprises to that I'd like to spring during the next mission if I'm needed."
"Also, when you say your people do you mean ths Faction you just mentioned? It's funny, my futuredaughter Lita mentioned that one of her G Fs is in something called the Faction. She was even offered to join, I think."
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Meet The New Boss
Cafe
Ishtar: -headtilts- You're not intruding? This is a triple date and you were invited.
Julius: Her anxiety... makes her think she's intruding.
Contact Me!
amazing glazing
Repair Store, Vermillion City
Milagros would walk inside. The store looked a lot different from the inside.
Milagros: Huh. Must have been renovated...
A young man would be at the counter.
Milagros: Uh, excuse me. Can I speak to Rourke?
The man smiled at him.
Man: Sure. He's in there.
He pointed to a door. It was eerily silent in there.
Rourke's Room, Repair Store, Vermillion City
When Milagros got inside, he would find a sleep-deprived Rourke fixing a smartphone.
Milagros: Hey, Rourke. Nice to see ya' again.
No reply.
Milagros: Rourke?
Rourke: -looks up- ...
Milagros: Holy sh... you look like you haven't slept in weeks!
Rourke: That's because I HAVEN'T slept in weeks. I've been keeping awake with caffeine and sugar and I still feel healthy!
There was a pause.
Rourke: You see, our new manager. He's extended our work hours. Now I work here 24/7!
Milagros: Wh-is that even legal!? And how long have you been here for?
Rourke: -laugh- I don't even know anymore. After two or three weeks you lose track...
...followed by Rourke falling down in exhaustion.
Rourke: Oh, I kept your bike clean by the way.
Milagros: ...thanks. I'm gonna go talk to the manager first.
Repair Store, Vermillion City
Milagros: So, I do have a complaint.
Man: Oh, great. A male Karen.
Milagros: N-no. It's about the work hours here.
The man paused, smiled and pointed to the manager's office.
Man: He's in there.
i think i’m in love (probably just hungry)
The Walking Mountain, Deziree's Lab
-A hollow and ear-gratingly condescending clap starts up as Deziree finishes the support frame for the power supply. She squeezes her eyes and takes a deep breath as she pops her head out of the frame of her ship.-
???: Well, well, congratulations! You've built a boat without a drop of water anywhere in sight. Truly, you have the greatest foresight of us all, expected the Great Flood to wash us all away!
-The source of the condescension which was so thick it was starting to pool on the floor was a short - though considering Deziree is 5'8" that's not saying much - woman, with dark auburn hair flanked by two male servants. They wore outfits that she wasn't familiar with, though she could guess they were Mountain male staff from the basic design.-
Deziree: Are you going to continue celebrating "Condescending Bitch Day" or are you going to introduce yourself?
Susan: I am Susan von Strauss, and I am the three-year Science Faire winner. I heard a first-year Daughter wanted to throw her hat into the ring, and without even getting access to the basic amenities first!
Deziree: And Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum behind you?
-They try to introduce themselves before Susan cuts them off.-
Susan: My second, the most brilliant Human-Studies native to the mountain, and my chauffeur.
-Deziree gets a light bulb in her head.-
Deziree: Oh my god. Oh my god. You're a Janeway!
Susan: ... What?
-Zhu Li, who'd been standing in the corner, cracks a smile for the first time since Deziree had first met her.-
Deziree: You're Janeway! You're the condescending bitch leader who keeps her subordinates in a vice grip!
-The tall "anthropologist" raises a finger.-
Mook A: Now see here, that's deeply disrespectful to speak that way to a senior Daughter!
Deziree: And you! You're the Chakotay! You claim to be an anthropologist but you haven't even seen a real gathering of humans that haven't been kidnapped by robots! You probably think that humans always form Matriarchies and that they gather around village shrines to bear their souls to the great Mountain Gods.
-The Chakotay drops his finger.-
Deziree: OH MY GOD YOU DO, DON'T YOU?!
Mook A Chakotay: N-no!
Deziree: Oh this is too good! Then you must be the Tom Paris! Who'd you get killed? Was it a buddy or a superior?
-The other mook goes so pale that it looks like he died standing up.-
Deziree: This is the best day of my life! You all are one Neelix short of a dumbass quartet!
Susan: Sh-shut up! I have had enough of your stupid statements!
Deziree: Then shove off, Janeway! You've got seventy five years to get home already!
Susan Janeway: SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP!
Deziree: Begone, or I shall taunt you a second time!
Janeway: AAAAAGH! You've made a horrible enemy today, boat-girl!
Deziree: And if you're as inventive with your plans as you are with insults and declarations of rivalry, I guess I should watch out for giant X's drawn on the floor with crayons!
-"Janeway" screams in frustration and stomps out the door. Her entourage follow closely, with one nearly having their heel clipped by the door slamming shut.-
-Zhu Li busts out laughing.-
Zhu Li: Oh my god, you have no idea how on the money that was! "Janeway"... PFHAHAHAHAHAHA!
-Deziree basked in the glow of telling off a bully, dismantling her mooks, and possibly making a new friend.-
The Wanderer
Fuchsia, past
Guys let's move!
-And immediately beats a hasty retreat-
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Flying Colors
PEFE HQ — Aug 21
From: Kai
megan you are wonderful and this gift is wonderful but i cannot possibly eat fifty thousand ₽ worth of ice cream on my own
(but thank you!!)
PEFE HQ Depths — Aug 22
Kai: ...Fuck, she's made an evil lair. This is what I get for rescuing a supervillain.
-Nonetheless, they follow the source of the echoing laughter.-
Edited by BittersweetNSour on Aug 23rd 2019 at 5:57:09 AM
Not A Lawyer
Oblivion Wing, Meeting Room
-Alice tilts her head at Des.-
Alice: Futuredaughter? "GFs"? None of my people mentioned any of this to me. But yes, I am indeed referring to my own faction, and I suppose we can always accommodate new recruits.
PEFE HQ Depths - Aug 22
-Following the laughter does indeed lead Kai to an evil lair, where nefarious villains engage in sinister machinations...-
-...namely, Kahlia and a certain dark-haired twink have hijacked a module to watch a certain movie, occasionally doing shots from a bottle of something very vividly coloured.-
Kahlia: Oh man, this movie is a riot! How come nobody ever told me about it before? The costumes, the camp, the cheese... it's all right up my all-
-She spins around as Kai enters.-
Kahlia: Oh, hello there~ Care to join us for movie night, cutie?
Edited by Herbert40k on Aug 23rd 2019 at 11:10:17 AM
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.
Meet The New Boss
Outside The Stormchaser
-There is an old woman here-
-She looks rather annoyed-
-And also uncomfortably familiar-
Contact Me!
The Wanderer
Stormchaser
From: Tagg
The Moon Tribe was a Latii civilization that existed millennia ago (Like, we're talking "in the times of myth" here) that relied on high technology before they were destroyed by two of their own for disapproving of their crimes against nature by creating the Demon Mutagen.
The Ark used to be a Moon Tribe vessel, for instance.
Flying Colors
Kahlia's Nefarious Movie Night
-Kai just... blinks.-
-And glances at the movie, face going slightly red.-
Kai: ...For the love of all that is sacred, please tell me you're not watching From Space With Love.
-The dark-haired twink takes a shot before waving to Kai.-
Mason: Yeah, it's totally From Space With Love. 'S fuckin' hilarious.
Kai: Mason Polnoch you have betrayed me today.
pain peko
Fuchsia - Former Safari Zone
Laurent: <A sound idea.>
-Lucina grabs him and starts running, the duckmon firing Tri-Attack.-
Fuchsia Café
Elizabeth: "I'm a mess. Can't really take [Xanax] before a date after all."
-She pauses.-
Elizabeth: "[Xanax] is medicine that...helps me deal with my nerves."
"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"
Stormchaser
Beck: Have a butcher's at this, Jules.
Jules, via speech device: What?
Beck: I can't quite seem to put my finger on it, but doesn't she look familiar to you?
Jules: I wouldn't know. Humans are oddly very similar to one another.
Beck: I should call the higher-ups on this.
Beck sends a message to any PEFE higher-up currently present alerting them of the presence of the strange old lady outside. Once done, he approaches, and began to speak in a recognizably rural Galarian tone.
Beck: Excuse me, Madam, may I help you?
Some Rando
Stormchaser Exterior
A pink-haired human with a microphone in her right hand and an Ultra Ball in her left walked out of the Stormchaser, accompanied by a Lycanroc in a gray jacket. Her cream scarf flittered in the wind created by the closing door, and she paused upon seeing her Lycanroc friend stop in his tracks upon seeing the woman.
His eyes flashed red in warning, some part of him wary of this newcomer and their motives, especially given her annoyed expression.
Fuchsia Zoo
At the party's decision to retreat, Roy shapeshifted and returned before his trainer fell into an artificial shadow to teleport to the center.
Edited by AbsentCoder on Aug 23rd 2019 at 3:21:47 AM
[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]
O. Wing-Meeting Room
"I gotta say, when I first saw you at the Tower I had you pegged for Kai with that red hair of yours. I never suspected you were under that helmet. What made you take up the cowl?"
He looks to Hacks and Silas.
"I know I have a history of sorts. I'm not the most trustworthy person in the world. I could promise loyalty to you, but that might come off as an empty promise. But I look forward to defying peoples expectations. Plus I heard about what that ghost girl of yours did and I am currently scared enough of your crew to not betray you guys anytime soon. As for why I'm here, I wanted to get some quality time in with my new coworkers."
Megavonne
"Afterlife? Ugh."
She shakes her head.
"I don't have time for this. My girlfriend just got turned into a vampire the other day and refuses to talk to anyone. You're right, I need sleep. Just text me when you're done."
Edited by PhilosopherStones on Aug 23rd 2019 at 7:40:43 AM
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