Amarin House

Brie: ...oh my gosh

-somehow she is immediately in the coat, and then she is attached to Kai rather tightly-

This is so nice! Thank you! I can survive so many more things now!

Halcyon: <For the record, she's attempting to make a joke.>

Brie: Uh, yes, I am.

-she smiles sheepishly, but it gives way to an actual smile as she pecks Kai on the nose-

-PEFE!Every, meanwhile, blinks as Megan accepts the lollipop-

PEFE!Every: ...Huh. You, uh, sure did do that.

-she takes out a notebook-

Ever: Thanks for the intel.

-they wink at Addie-

-Arc and Glimmer continue to flail around, but neither really accomplishes too much, being as one is an uncoordinated baby penguin and the other is a puddle of ethereal wax-

-Ever's expression shifts slightly as Logan explains-

Ever: ...Aha.

-to a faint frown-

So you were there with Megan when all that was happening.

-they fall silent, eyes slightly wide, head inclined a little towards Logan, in an invitation to talk or not-

Amarin House

-Kai can't help but laugh (not that they're resisting at all) and hug Brie back.-

Kai: I'm glad you like it! I'm always in support of you surviving things.

-They give her a kiss on the cheek, grinning.-

Kai: You look good in it, too~ Of course, you look good in lots of things, so that's no surprise, but it bears reiterating.

Megan: -calling out- Um! Yes, it is me.

Pippy: -tugging at his sleeves wing feathers- <I have finesse.>

Vee: <...>

<...d'you…>

<d'you need a hug?>

Megan: -still through the door- Um.

Can I come in?

Megan: -coughs a few more times, lollipop in hand-

-looks up curiously, at Pef's statement-

-looks down at the luminescipop-

-...shrugs, and sticks it back in her mouth-

Vee: <Um.>

Megan: -to Alli, appreciatively- This reminds me of Pokemon Center waiting music!

But like...dance-y.

Vee: <Back up.>

Megan: Oh, like you haven't put more interesting things in your mouth.

Vee: -raises a paw to object-

Vee: <...Azelf dammit.>

Megan: ^y^

Addie: <...>

-pulls some Cornn out of her tail and quietly pops it-

Logan: Hey...

-seeing this classic dialogue open, they respond with the traditional next bit-

Logan:-rubbing the back of their head- Uh, yeah. It was a weird time.

-textbook-

I got...tangled up with fairies.

-less traditional. (or more, really)-

-pulling the Capture Disc out of their Styler- Well, really, fairies got tangled up with me. Us, as she may have said.

-twisting the Disc, pinching their fingers together above it, vaguely- I was trying to get us out not picked to pieces, one thing led to another, and...

-they drop the top, and what spins from between their fingers is...thread-

-physical thread, glowing faintly gold-

Logan: -shrugs??-

Amarin House

Brie: Aww. Flattery will get you everywhere.

PEFE!Every: Well, um. Let me know if you experience any changes.

-she resumes her notebooking, a faint smile on her face-

Ever: Aha. I'm sorry to hear that.

-and that's all from them-

-meanwhile, Arc begins disentangling himself from threads of Glimmer, waddling over to the popped Cornn-

Edited by memyselfandI2 on Dec 26th 2019 at 11:10:24 AM

Ultra Badlands, War!

Magical Boy Ian (name pending): Come on, everyone... We need to meet the team at the Final Shell...

Oshawittle, Piku-chan, return.

-Ian calls Oshawittle back to his Poké Ball, and Piku-chan jumps back onto his shoulder, then proceeds to follow the team to...-

Evelyn: Axon, Kako, return to me please...

-Evelyn calls Axon and Kako back to their Poké Balls, and follows the J-Team closely to...-

Final Shell

Me: Looks like this is the place...

-Ian follows the J-Team closely-

-Evelyn quietly follows behind the J-Team, trying not to draw attention to herself-

Space, The Final Frontier

-Ian decides on the CNT suit for his trip-

Me: Feels kinda like what a superhero would wear...

Stormchaser, Christmas Eve

Goober: How outnumbered, my young-ish friend? Think an entire platoon of armed soldiers, their tech, and their pokémon. Fortunately, Team Signal has access to our own technology that was designed to disrupt theirs, plus a few of their own we got from the same supplier. Long story.

Ezra, still in his holo-Kratos disguise: I can fill you in if you just arrived.

Goober: Wouldn't be surprised myself if they did so on purpose. They've probably caught onto us filming the J-Team's exploits by now. It's how we bring hope to the masses. That, and circulating old DVDs of media that they censored.

Ezra: If y'all are going to the boat, we have a contact there by the name of Gobo. Look for him and you should be in the clear. Also, do we have any medics here? Going by what the snom said, at least one of Saint Nick's pokémon are under-the-weather.

Goober: Alright. If this is all we have then we can work with this. I've seen just what a few J-Teamers could do.

An Alolan raichu pops out of a pokéball in Goober's many pockets.

Kendall: <I'm pretty sure that the one lady over there is actually a Latias, so we have a few big guns in our roster after all.>

Goober: That's... good to hear then.

Space, Past

Shutter: Ah, Mars. The second most romantic planet.

Flash: Venus sucks.

Peterson/Petersen, simultaneously: Which one of us is going?

Tommy: I'm pretty sure this suit is rated for a guy who's at least six-feet tall.

Edited by MasterJayAM on Dec 28th 2019 at 1:03:34 AM

stormchaser, christmas Eve

Lila: I can use heal pulse, but I'm not particularly good at it, so it probably doesn't count.

Hazel: I'm guessing I should probably wait until after the raid to see my mother again?

Amarin House

-Kai smirks-

Kai: If flattery is that powerful, I can only imagine the impact of knowing I mean every word. And I mean every word when I say you look fantastic.

Stormchaser, Past

Goober: Trust me on this. By the time you meet her again, she'll be happy to see you... and probably want my head on a pike. You have been missing for some time now and she's worried sick.

Ezra: You know, you don't have to tell her that she's with us, after all.

Goober: That's against protocol. Plus, Dolly is in this mission. Nothing gets past them that isn't known by everyone else.

Undisclosed location

Dolly: Voice, prepare to hijack the next transmission from the Deputy Director on my signal—a little reminder that we're already there. Don't want to disappoint her, after all.

Stormchaser

Kaiiseii: "Ash, a lil' birdie told me you were alone. Er, well, lil' bug."

-His ears twitch.-

Kaiiseii: "So shall we go to the party or get wasted here?"

Stormchaser

"I uh..."

He looks down at his bottle.

"Letsh go to the party. Maybe I can embarrass my daughter there. Jus' gimme a minute..."

He puts his pants on the right way around and grabs a package.

"Alrigh letsh go."

Amarin Party

It's a white leather crop style jacket with metal studs.

"I saw it and thought of you. By the way, that's a very extra dress you have."

IDPD Christmas

Lita crossed her arms.

"You sure we can trust this Gobo person?"

Space!

Des isn't saying much, just looking out the window pensively.

Amarin Household

-Isbrand smiles.-

Isbrand: "Babe, when are my outfits not extra? But if you want me to show off my abs, you just had to ask."

-She hands Lita a rectangular box, wrapped in sparkly gift wrap.-

-Through the power of fae magic, Kaiiseii has arrived, presumably with Des in tow.-

Kaiiseii: "Whasshh poppin' bishes!?"

Amarin Household

"Oh Isbrand~"

She excitedly opens up the gift.

Des hicks a little as he materializes alongside Kaiiseii.

"I have no idea what that teleportal is gonna do to my hangover t'morrow."

He scans the crowd.

"Getsh shtarted without me. I gotts give thish to Lita." He holds up his package.

The Final Shell

Lita tracked the rustling bushes, never taking her eyes off them as she crouched into a ready stance, hand on the hilt of her sword. Inferno, her Scizor, was also ready to pounce.

Stormchaser

Goober: There's an entire division of Team Signal insiders in one of the ships, but he's the only one whose name I remember and he's our assigned contact. Apart from Dolly. They're definitely one we can trust.

Ezra: Is everybody ready?

Goober: Ezra, please. They're J-Teamers. They'll find a way or make one.

Amarin Household

Kaiiseii: "Don't tell me twishe!"

-Inside the box is a blocky, rectangular katana sheath.-

Isbrand: "Pressurized air assisted Iaijutsu, like I had on my old bike."

Amarin Party

Alli: Are you Daydre? Kai's mentioned you a lot.

-looks at Megan, then at Pef-

...What did you put in that lollipop?

SPACE

Julius: -Squees- I get to be the space navigator!

Magnus: {WAIT! I SHOULD ALSO HAVE A ROLE OF GREAT IMPORTANCE!}

Santa Mission

Mia: <I'm ready I guess.>

Final Shell

-a group of Cyndaquil-line mons emerges from the jungle, wearing strange clothing-

Typhlosion Chief: <...You are very much not Mobius... And yet you are with him.>

-gestures to Multiman, who sweats-

<He is the one who built this over our ancestral home to harness the power of the Blinding One.>

-gestures to La, who headtilts-

<What in the name of said Blinding One is going on?>

Arctozolt: <Y-yeah there are others not loyal to Izaya! We just gotta find them!>

-They tromp down a hallway-

Edited by Umbramatic on Dec 27th 2019 at 4:04:46 AM

Final Shell

-Seeing the light in the distance-

Shit.

-To the Typhlosion-

Let's just say he figured out the error of his ways and is trying to right his original wrongs. I'm guessing you guys are the native inhabitants of this place.

Like the Kartenvoys in the Ultra Forest...

Edited by rmctagg09 on Dec 27th 2019 at 3:15:01 PM

Where Two Dozen-Odd Peoplemons, Maybe, Have Gone Before

As he glanced over the systems, some manual of strange origin in his hand, he nodded. "Feels nice to get back to work," he said. "With a little training this could become a regular thing."

Oblivion Wing in Space

-Pent was glad to be in his element. That element being gravity, but still he was sitting in the command center spending time getting familiar with the ship's complement of weaponry-

-He was about to question the idea of putting weapons on an exploratory craft, but then he kinda just realized that it's space and it's this universe and there's already aliens because that's where Silas got the grav plates-

-He briefly considers drilling the crew on the Isaac Newton speech-

Final Shell, Interior

Cool. Know anything about where Izaya's gonna do some real bad stuff? Like is there some kind of central project chamber or whatever.

-He shrugs-

Preventing that from popping off is my first priority.

Amarin Household

Yeah it's really good. Pretty sure it's because the oven's all magic and stuff.

-He grabs another macaroon to munch on while watching the oven-

Stormchaser, Santa Mission Preparation

Me: I Like Those Odds... Count me in for the team that causes the most chaos!

Evelyn: Aye! And I'll go with the team that will keep those scoundrels from fleeing like the cravens they are!

Piku-chan: <Yeah!>

Hatty: <The nerve of them to target Father Christmas!>

Final Shell

Me: -surreptitiously checks his Pokédex-

Pokédex: -quietly- Cyndaquil, the Fire Mouse Pokémon. A Fire type. It is timid, and always curls itself up in a ball. If attacked, it flares up its back for protection.

Quilava, The Volcano Pokémon, and the evolved form of Cyndaquil. A Fire Type. Quilava keeps its foes at bay with the intensity of its flames and gusts of superheated air. This Pokémon applies its outstanding nimbleness to dodge attacks even while scorching the foes with flames.

Me: -whispering- And the elder must be...

Pokédex: Typhlosion, the Volcano Pokémon, and the evolved form of Quilava. A Fire type. Typhlosion obscures itself behind a shimmering heat haze that it creates using its intensely hot flames. This Pokémon creates blazing explosive blasts that burn everything to cinders.

Oblivion Wing in Space

-Ian equips the CNT suit, as confusing as it may be to put on-

Me: Am I putting this on right?

-at a thought, Thunder Waves are dropped-

Logan: This one, -gestures to Multiman- wishes to atone, and the most urgent step in that is preventing this catastrophe from progressing any further.

His underling ^* Dr. Ironspine: <Hah.> decided to proceed without him, and that is who we're here to stop.

Hiro: -stepping up- That's true.

-hands on hips- Point us where the fires are, and we'll put them out.

Megan: -earnestly, smiling back- I definitely will! ^y^

Vee: <...can I veeto this?>

Megan: Nope!

-to Alli, mouth still full- Noooo we've gotta defeat the placebo effect

Addie: <Oh!>

-she easily proffers this popped Cornn to Arc-

-to the Glimmer-puddle- <You probably could've popped this better, huh?>

Logan: Hm.

-shrug- Hey, we're alive. Down a couple intangible properties of self, but alive. Nothing to be sorry for.

-swinging the Disc like a yoyo- What I'm wondering is, is there anything I should know about this? This...fairyness, that's clinging to me. Megan said you "might be magic".

-smile- And despite that, that you'd definitely help.

She speaks highly of you, you know.

Stormchaser

"Oh, um, you can come in, I guess?"

(To Vee) "Yeah I'm fine. It's fine. I'm fine." She retreats slightly back into the blanket pile.

Amarin Party

Daydre waves back at Megan, and immediately looks concerned when Megan starts choking.

"Oh shit are you okay?"

(To Alli) "Wait they have?... I mean yes, I'm Daydre!"

Amarin House

-Brie goes bright red, but does manage to maintain her composure-

Brie: That'll get you all kinds of places!

Since, y'know, I can fly you wherever.

...Uh, anyway, lovely home! ^_^

PEFE!Every: -smiles slightly at Alli, but says nothing-

Amanita: -sighs-

Arc: -divenom-

Glimmer: <I don't know anything about popcorn. Or popped Cornn. Or corn pops.>

-her little smile changes to a little frown as she wiggles back into a rough candle shape-

-Ever blinks-

Ever: She does, huh? Thanks for not letting her know the truth, I guess.

-wry grin-

I might be magic, but I don't think I'm any more so than the average person. It's just a headspace I seem to operate well in. Which is, as far as I can tell, all it's really about. Confidence and comfort.

With regard to the use of actual-factual fairy magic, its employ will be bound by your word, and there's reason not to bring anything of magic in contact with metal.

-they wave their arm-

But I think that matters less than people want it to, because rules are what people use to convince themselves that things are going well when they're not. As I keep having occasion to say, the biggest danger is neglecting the real to focus on the abstract. Leaving aside what has and hasn't been lost, are you alright?

Amarin House

-Kai giggles-

Kai: I'm glad you like it~ Anyway, I have a couple more gifts for a couple more people, so I should probably go get those.

Stormchaser

Lance would look over at Ian.

Lance: Same here, I guess.

Edited by Routeferret on Dec 28th 2019 at 7:13:09 PM