Petersen Household, Castelia City

Aunt April and Tommy stare at the converted basement room, still dark and without power, which now just resembles a habitable room without any windows. Drake is perched on his shoulder. Lights come from a portable, chargeable lamp.

Tommy: The implications aside, I appreciate the offer to bring this stuff down here, Aunt April. How'd you get Jeff to bring his rumpus room idea into the attic?

April: We did a bit of measuring and we found that the attic offered more space for a study and had the interesting wall shapes to boot. Besides that, we all know you're planning to turn this into a dark room to play with your chemicals and the further away those dreadful things are from Miley, the better.

Tommy: Yeah, that makes sense.

April: It's easier to control the fumes this way.

He spots a little socket.

Tommy: You even put a little socket in!

April: Well, the red bulb thingy has got to go somewhere.

Tommy: Nice. I've been staying home longer and things are already looking up.

April: And with Arachna-Guy appearing more often now, I barely have to worry about you and Jeffrey staying out so late.

Tommy: Maybe he needed to go back to cleaning out his own neighborhood for once.

April: For shame, Thomas. It would be selfish for Castelians to demand our heroes spend all their time protecting us to the detriment of others.

Tommy: Sorry.

April: And just in time. That dreadful poacher scare looming over the city trying to search for Tobi and his compatriots for that greedy company while Univyse and his goons continue to wreck havoc on our realities. I feel safe knowing that people like him are out. To think that pompous buffoon you call your employer would dare—

They hear a voice from the stairs.

Miley: Grandma I wanna see what's down there!

April: Patience, Miley! Your Uncle Tommy and I are still fixing things. Thomas, do screw that bulb in.

Tommy: Sure thing.

The chargeable lamp starts to lose its intensity considerably.

Tommy: Drake, that's your cue.

Drake fires a few bolts of electricity onto the lamp, which charges it enough to increase the intensity of the light. Tommy screws in the red bulb.

Tommy: There. Charlene and I can bring down the rest of the equipment from storage.

April: What on earth would you be working on once your laboratory's up and running?

Tommy: Batteries, perhaps. Maybe a couple of soap formulas. We'll see what sticks. Maybe we'll find a chemical company that will buy whatever compounds I develop. Maybe a Learner Lab episode or two. I dunno. A lot of possibilities here.

Edited by MasterJayAM on Sep 28th 2019 at 6:38:11 PM

Ren Faire

Me: Okay, I see your reasoning for the costume.

Also, those are some cool weapons!

-Ian thinks to himself-

Maybe if Des and I can find someone who knows their way around this faire... Maybe we can find the coliseum and watch a good fight or two...

Lake of Rage, whenever

Brie: What's Air Ride?

-she pokes Calamity-

I mean, I'm riding them and they're in the air, obviously, but what's a Kirby?

Stormchaser, similarly whenever

Ever: Sure you do. You're just pretending you don't, because self-flagellation is easier than restitution.

You can let Arc go; I'm moralizing now and I think he should hear this.

Arc: -wiggles-

Ever: See, by sitting here and waiting for someone to come kill you for your sins, you're accomplishing...what, exactly? Is there some expiation you seek via sufficient suffering?

I don't know about you, but when I'm given a set of scales to balance, I prefer to add weight to the side that needs it, rather than pushing the whole thing over.

Arc: <...Bullshit?>

Ever: Don't be like that, kid.

Edited by memyselfandI2 on Sep 27th 2019 at 8:01:32 AM

Elizabeth's Quarters, Stormchaser

-A Kadabra is currently playing an FPS.-

Lyra: <Hey you guys wanna play Uno?>

Luca: "Fuck off, I don't have Uno."

Lyra: <Everyone has Uno dipshit. It came free with your fucking Xbox.>

Luca: "I don't have it. I have the oldest Xbox know to man."

Lyra: <No you don't I bought mine on day one you fucking idiot.>

Luca: "Well, mine didn't have it."

Lyra: <YOU HAVE UNO YOU FUCKING DICK.>

Luca: "I don't have it you fu-"

Lyra: <YOU HAVE UNO!>

Luca: "I don't fucking have Uno you motherfucker."

Lyra: "GO DOWN TO THE ARCADE AND YOU'LL BE ABLE TO DOWNLOAD IT FOR FREE YOU DUMB MOTHERFUCKER."

Luca: "I don't hav-"

Lyra: <IT'S A FUCKING CARD GAME THEY DIDN'T EVEN CHARGE PEOPLE FOR IT.>

Luca: "Eight, nine, ten or eleven-"

Lyra: <YOU DONT KNOW A GODSDAMN THNG ITS FUCKING UNO ITS FREE.>

Luca: "I don't have Uno."

Lyra: <ITS FREE ITS->

-Elizabeth continues to watch Lyra scream.-

Edited by SwiftSeraph on Sep 28th 2019 at 11:15:42 AM

Stormchaser, Alyesha

Umbra definetely wasn't the only one surprised, with both Alyesha and Matvey looking at the girls questioningly.

Alyesha: "Well... that's new."

With that, she looked at Umbra

Alyesha: "Do you know them?"

Stormchaser, Outside

Fuka hops off Valerie the Pidgeot's back, making a point to brush the feathers she had sat on back into place after doing so

Fuka: Sure, let's go!

King Industries Server Room

Thank ya kindly. No point going all spooky just yet.

-He wandered back to brace against the door-

Hacker voice 'we're in', go for it dudes.

Renfaire, 100-Man

-The Lycanroc is stabbed, form rippling as it Snarls out. However it's wounded, clearly losing construct integrity-

-The Ursaring roars (but not a Roar) and flares with the energy leaking from it's wounded companions, unleashing a Torment upon it's assailant-

-The face of the Noctowl is actually pretty messed up by the Aura Sphere, but given it's a construct the lack of a face isn't much of a detriment to it trying to throw off another Shadow Ball (turns out Noctowl only has like two Ghost or Dark moves)-

Stormchaser Arena

-After a few more moments, Pent retrieves a couple of pokeballs and sends them out-

-A Trevenant and Zoroark manifest in the arena-

Φ <Huh...>

Monos: <Why are we here?>

You two up for a battle?

-The Zoroark gives an affirmative shrug-

Monos: <Very well, I am in too.>

Stormchaser Arena

Minerva momentarily dropped her illusion to wave hello to Theta, excited about meeting her evolution.

With an auditory illusion from his Trainer Magnavox fired a Flash Cannon at the Trevanent while Pyukumuku raised a Light Screen.

-Logan tsks-

Logan: Never turn down backup.

Eric, a Human: ~...especially if you're dealing with a Legendary?~

Addie: -on his "shoulder"- <We never turn down backup anyhow. And hey, somelegend—not naming names—we're glad to find friends for>

Eric: -goes red, strangely enough-

-Logan nods, companionably-

Logan: -to Daydre- Well, I guess I'll be off. Call me if anything happens, or really if you need anything. I'll be around.

-they hop onto Eric's back-

-zooming off- And have fun on that daaaate—

-twinkle in the distance-

-Suiko sends some liquid into the vents, dark mist boiling around her-

-in the haze, her cape-and-shadow ensemble reshapes itself to at least have the silhouette of a King Industries uniform-

-for a very buff King Industries guard-

Suiko: -to the other half- We'll see you on the other side.

-and without really moving her legs she drifts, near-noiselessly, after Jackal-

-Lapis releases Arc from her stubby Whismur arms, rubbing the top of his head with a Whismur ear instead-

Lapis: -affectionately, if subdued- bwah.

Pollen: <...>

<What if...what if someone's done something.>

<And there's nothing that could ever balance the scales. No repayment that could ever erase the debt. What then?>

<...What if I'm just stuck repaying it forever? What kind of life is that?>

Stormchaser, outside, science clearing

Megan: In this universe, Dragon is the Type of interplanetary space, safeguarded by...

-blink- Racwaza, I think. At the edge of the atmosphere. Uh, note, edit later with a correction. I'll remember to do that.

In a distant universe, the Type associated with space is Flying. For, um, a lot of reasons...

Mumble mumble classified things, things broke and more things were broken and to fill the...

Vee: -cough, eagerly- <editorializing>

Megan: -meep-

-exhale- Okay okay okay, back on track.

-...-

-backtrack- uh, editorializing, universe, space, Types—

...oh, yeah.

-Megan draws A Fond Farewell from the earth, replacing the vial and flipping a switch-

There's another Type linked to Space, here. Psychic is (apparently) common to extraterrestrial mons, but I'm talking about capital-s Space, and the type I'm talking about is—

Megan: -grinning, pointing it outward- Water.

-with a whirr of hidden mechanisms, panels fold and a gigantic sword blade extends, aqueous energy rushing down its edge-

Megan: Water is in the fabric of spacetime, and with a move that permits the formation of extradimensional bubbles—

-every last drop of it is siphoned from the air, drawn unerringly into the intangible matrix surrounding the three of them-

-loading the next vial- —demonstrated functionality, eventually reliable enough to displace a civilization—

-discharge, and everything starts to hum-

Megan: -faster, excited- —faithfully reproduced from alternate-universe technologies, this is test one of our prototype Alcubierre Drive.

-and the next- These theoretical lightspeed-breaking drives function by folding off a bubble of space and separating it from the universe entirely. With "negative matter" on the plane of existence, zero interaction across the boundary, and "nothing" moving faster than light, you can arrive at the destination through a loophole, riding a wave of distorted space.

-discharging- Note, we will not be reproducing the full variant today.

-she loads, and loads, and loads again- Not remotely.

-discharge- With the energy provided, calculations indicate that we should exist out of phase with baryonic matter—remaining in sync with linear Time, but passing briefly unimpeded through Space.

-planting the empty axe in the ground- Our target exit point is the air above the pool in the Stormchaser's gym—should be unoccupied, no chance of reentry interrupted by high-density—

Wide zone accounting for errors in targeting—

Water for Aqua Ring healing, if we really need—

-she mutters anxiously into her Dex, and all the while the Water-type Infinity Energy takes on greater structure, digging oars into the lungs of the world, forming an elaborate shell-

-whirl- Status report!

Pippy: -balancing the flow- <It all seems to be behaving, minimal oscillation...>

Vee: -sleepy grin- <'s glowin' nicely. Charge's at full, ens'gn.>

Pippy: -squinting- <Steady, stable...facing marked entry wall. Laser sights in line...>

Vee: -deep breath- <Ahhh, I can feel it in my limbs. We're set t' move.>

Megan: -exhilarated- Okay, ready!

-turn- Subspace jaunt in three, two, one—

-she points, and finally lets the thrill free from her lungs-

Dive!

-water warps inward around them, and they're gone-

-there's a wet thud as something impacts the hull, facefirst-

-then the clatter of an assortment of objects hitting the ground-

-and then, only the tweeting of Pidgey in the trees-

-...-

-...-

-...-

Megan: ow...

Stormchaser, Fuka

Jared: All right!

-Recalls Valerie and heads inside, presumably followed by Fuka-

Stormchaser, Aleysha

Umbra: No, I don't, wha-

Giselle: You don't know us... yet.

Umbra: Wait what?

Giselle: Someday, somehow, a bunch of young adults who were experimented on by a shifty organization are going to escape to some abandoned timeline and get taken in by... you.

Trina: And after that, you're going to also take in a girl who was enslaved by crystal demon things, AKA me.

Giselle: But you never told us where you came from, aside from the timeline we found you in not being your home one. We certainly didn't expect it to be a Pokemon timeline of all things...

Trina: Cute Charizard you've got there by the way!

Cuyahoga: -snores-

Umbra: I... I...

Stormchaser, whenever

-Arc, who is largely heedless of the weapons-grade moralizing going on in the room, obtains cuddles and is satisfied-

Ever: Think about it this way. If that were, hypothetically, the kind of life you had to look forward to, and I'm not inclined to think that it is...

Is isolating yourself better?

Stormchaser, hull

-a head of fluffy red hair sticks out of the hull-

Ever: All, for the last time, just because we're in Johto—

Hm. Someone's having a difficult time, and it's not me. Well, mostly.

Ren Faire

-Ian looks over at Des-

Me: I'm going to look around for someone who can help us find our way to the coliseum. I'll be right back.

Stormchaser, Fuka

Fuka follows behind Jared, occasionally lagging behind as she tries to peek down a hall or into an open room, curious to see what's going on, then rushing forward to keep up with Jared

Edited by sgamer82 on Sep 28th 2019 at 6:19:58 AM

-a long, long silence-

Pollen: -eventually- <...no.>

<It's not.>

<It's...being alone is...>

-...-

-she's shaking pretty hard-

-said fluffhead encounters two prone Blues, a variety of Pokemon-y implements scattered across the ground, and a splatter of something stuck to the Stormchaser's hull-

Pippy: <All? It's jus' us out here...> @v@

Vee: -peeling herself off the wall- <Ever! You dyed your hair!> D*

-she flops, circularly-

-smacking Megan in the face with some Healing Fluid(tm)- <Tha's a valid decision, an' I respect your dedication to a new look—>

Megan: -muffled- —pleh—

Vee: -holding it there for several ongoing, flaily seconds- <—but as a form'rly fellow Blue, I can' help but feel slightly betrayed!>

Megan: -burbles concurrence-

Pippy: -recombobulating- <It—>

Vee: -smacks him in the face with some Healing Fluid(tm)- <Also you smell a bit like soulectomy an' I dunno how t' feel about that.>

Pippy: -muffled- <—pleh—>

Ren Faire

Me: See you soon, Des!

-Ian heads off to explore the renaissance faire-

Me: Ah... 'tis always nice to meeteth olde flames. What sayest thou, my good friend, Piku-chan?

Lightning Wizard Piku-chan: <Between you and me, Ian... I don't think Olde English goes well with Japanese honorifics...>

Me: You're right. That did sound kinda silly... Anyways... Raru, Oshawittle... Where do you think the coliseum is?

Noble Knight Oshawittle: <Beateth me, mine liege...>

Mystical Dancer Raru: <That just sounded wrong...>

Noble Knight Oshawittle: <Thou art right, my mystical dancing friend...>

Me: Regardless... The coliseum couldst beeth anywhere in this faire... and I sayeth that we looketh for it-eth...

-Piku-chan, Oshawittle and Raru break down laughing at how many -eths their trainer used in one sentence-eth.-

-Ian and his Pokémon wander the faire, looking for the coliseum...^* Or at least, where they can find food...-

Ren Faire

The Princess and a knight leave a tent, followed by a squire, an archeops with a falconer helmet, a weirdly colored spinarak on the knight's shoulders and... a 17-year-old boy dressed in 21st Century Clothes.

Stephanie: Usually, when we buy stuff from that store, the challenges are not usually that hard.

Alder: Pretty awesome, though. And they even threw in another one, too.

Tobi: That's certainly something we won't forget.

Thierry: What did they mean by "we won't go easy on superheroes?"

Tobi: Damned if I know.

Thierry: You know, I'll figure this out eventually. Tobi, I do not want you speaking to anyon—

Tobi: Something in my head is telling me I should be angry and not listen to you.

Thierry: Okay, that is... to be expected. Normal, even.

Stephanie: It wasn't that long ago.

The group was walking toward the arena. They eventually stop where Ian happens to be.

Tobi: Hello, can we help you?

Thierry, the knight, facepalmed.

Ren Faire

-Ian gets a good look at the menagerie before him, and immediately realizes...-

Me: -thinks to self- I'm in the presence of a princess!

-Ian quickly bows with great respect to the princess standing before him-

Me: I am dreadfully sorry, your Majesty... I did not know that I would actually be in the presence of royalty...

Mystical Dancer Raru: -to Lightning Wizard Piku-chan- <You'd think he'd have known that this could happen when he's at a renaissance faire...>

Lightning Wizard Piku-chan: -to Mystical Dancer Raru- <If you were looking around and suddenly were in the presence of a princess, would you expect it?>

Mystical Dancer Raru: -to Lightning Wizard Piku-chan- <If I knew Future Sight, then yes...>

Me: My name is Ian, and these are my friends...

-Ian shows the group his Pokémon-

Me: The one dressed as a wizard is Piku-chan, my Pikachu.

The one dressed as a knight is Oshawittle, my Oshawott.

And the one dressed as a dancer is Raru, my Ralts.

-Piku-chan, Raru and Oshawittle bow-

Noble Knight Oshawittle, Mystical Dancer Raru and Lightning Wizard Piku-chan: <It is a great pleasure to meet you, your Majesty...>

Ren Faire

Princess Stephanie: Well aren't you sweeties the cutest thing Princess Stephanie's ever seen. The pleasure is all mine, Sir Ian. My companions and I were on our way to meet my father at the coliseum. Also, my retinue: Sir Thierry.

The knight raises his hand.

Thierry: A pleasure to meet your acquaintance.

Princess Stephanie: His loyal companion Alder

The squire—who kind of looks like they could be a tomboyish young woman—waves.

Alder: Heya!

Princess: And Tobias. He's a friend of Thierry's who came over from Unova.

"Tobias": Hi.

That tone sounded a bit too familiar, but that may just be a regional thing.

Princess: Also, my noble Avian companion, Christopher.

Chris, bobbing his head around: <Hey.>

Princess Stephanie: And... uh...

"Tobias": Tobi. He's my spinarak. I lent him to Uncle Thierry.

Princess Stephanie: Right. Yes. Anyway, would you and your companions like to join us?

Ren Faire, Meeting with Princess Stephanie

Me: Why, I would love to. Piku-chan, Raru, Oshawittle... What sayest thou?

Lightning Wizard Piku-chan: <I'm with you, Ian!>

Noble Knight Oshawittle: <As am I.>

Mystical Dancer Raru: <'Twas written in the stars that we'll go with you...>

Lightning Wizard Piku-chan: <Raru, did you really learn Future Sight just now?!>

Mystical Dancer Raru: <Not really... I just really wanted to say that. I'm in!>

Me: Then it's settled, then. My compatriots and I will be joining you, your Majesty.

-Piku-chan, Oshawittle, Raru and Ian all bow again-

Edited by AnimeboyIanpower on Sep 28th 2019 at 11:25:50 AM

Ren Faire

Princess Stephanie: Splendid! My father is just watching the hundred man challenge and giving the Black Knight a run for his money.

Ren Faire

Me: Sounds to me like your father is a skilled battler...

Ren Faire

Princess Stephanie: My Daddy? He's overseeing the obscurics running the Black Knight's hundred man challenge. I haven't seen him in a battle in quite a while, whether of the sword or the pokémon type. He should be with my family.

She turns to Thierry.

Princess Stephanie: Thierry, sweetie, could you get Tobias here his own outfit. It's part of the fun to get immersed. Meet us again at the coliseum.

Thierry: No problem, Highness.

Tobias: Sounds great.

Thierry kisses Stephanie's hand. The flustered princess responds giddily.

Thierry: I count the minutes until I can lay my eyes on you again, dear princess.

Princess Stephanie: Oh, sir knight. You tease.

Tobias: He says that to all the girls.

Ren Faire

Me: -to Tobias- You have NO idea... Oshawittle would do that ALL the time! With EVERY female Pokémon he saw...

Ren Faire

Alder: You know, it's a good thing non-psychics don't have much of a sixth sense for these things.

Alder suddenly transforms into a Zoroark.

Thierry: Alder, accompany the princess to King Hawthorn's presence.

Alder nods.

Alder: <Yes, detective.>

She turns to Ian's group, especially to Oshawittle.

Alder: <Like what you see, bad boy, rawr.>

Chris, eye rolling: <Uh. Mammals.>

Edited by MasterJayAM on Oct 20th 2019 at 3:12:08 AM

PEFE HQ, Isbrand's Recuperation Module

Kaiiseii: "Who gave you permission to work on your prosthetic?"

-Isbrand looks over at Kaiiseii. She's sitting up in her bed, leg and tools on a workbench laying above her lap. A pair of goggles lay in her hair.-

Isbrand: "Palkia, mom, don't get your panties in a twist."

Kaiiseii: "Could you be serious for once in your fucking life? You know how fucking taxing it is for me to be the responsible one?"

Isbrand: "...it's meditative. Working with my hands. Something to focus on."

-Kaiiseii nods.-

Kaiiseii: "Hungry?"

-Isbrand shifts uncomfortably.-

Isbrand: "I already told you all, I don't feel right draining you."

Kaiiseii: "Suck it up. Literally."

-Kaiiseii holds his arm out. Isbrand hesitantly grabs him, slowly transferring Aura into her body.-

-Kaiiseii stumbles a bit but is fine.-

Kaiiseii: "See? There's enough for both of us."

-Isbrand just ignores that.-

Isbrand: "Any fun devolelopments in your life?"

Kaiiseii: "Naga and I broke up. Mutually. There...wasn't much there anymore. Spark died out."

-Isbrand pats Kaiiseii's arm absent-mindedly.-

Kaiiseii: "...I'll leave you too it then. You want me to clean the workshop up?"

Isbrand: "No thanks. I'm okay here. Bigger, softer bed. I don't meet a cold metal cube right now."

Kaiiseii: "...alright, sis. Stay fed."

KI Industries

-Vulpecula draws a small gun of sorts, colored like her armor. Its barrel is oddly reminiscent of the antique she, Fox, and Co. found at the castle...-

Vulpecula: "Times like this I wish you could cast illusions."

Phantom(?): "Like we need cheap parlor tricks."

-Phantom stats close to the wall, naturally blending into the shadows.-

Phantom: "If you couldn't shut my heart down immediately, I'd tell you to watch what you imply about my boyfriend."

Edited by SwiftSeraph on Sep 28th 2019 at 11:26:07 AM