The Stormchaser, January 4th

Paul: <Um... did you not hear her say she wants you to join her band...?> (beat) <On that note, though, a Battle of the Bands sounds really cool. Even though, you know, I can't really play any instruments. Except for my voice. That's obvious.>

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Stormchaser Notice Board

Azure is out and about on his own when he notices the tickets.

Azure: <.. Huh. Battle of the Bands? Ha, like I'd do that. I don't even have a band..>

He locomotes past.

...

He backs up and takes one.

Final Shell

Daydre and Rowan survived the attacks!... Mostly.

Both do not look to be in very good shape as Daydre re-sends out the mons she had out previously. Which.. in an odd coincidence are all part Fairy so the Dragon Pulses don't do much.

Azure, Sylvie and Mr. Bitey all huddle under a Protect phalanx and look worriedly at Daydre and Rowan.

"Yeah, uh... -cough- So this is looking kind of bad. Uhh.. -cough- I guess we keep fighting and hope something comes of it?"

Azure: <You're not exactly inspiring a lot of hope in us here.>

"I know I know but that's all I've got right now."

Azure: <... -sigh->

The three disperse and start fighting Kantomons- Azure targetting groups with Sparkling Aria, Sylvie blasting away with Psychic, and Mr. Bitey smacking with Iron Head.

off the shits

Fanatamax Battle, VS The Fanatic

Me: Hang in there, everyone!

-Piku-chan and Oshawittle attempt to parry the Max Attack-

Me: Urgh... This isn't as easy as I thought... If only I had more help...

-Beat-

Me: What am I saying? Of course I have more help!

Raru, Miyako, Mothra! Come on out!

-Ian throws three Poké Balls into the air, and Raru, Miyako and Mothra appear-

Raru: <Whaddya need?>

Miyako: -looks up at The Fanatic- <Hey, don't I know that guy?>

Mothra: <The Fanatic...>

Me: Yes, Mothra. The Fanatic. No, Miyako, you don't know that guy.

Miyako: -dejectedly- <Aw...>

Me: Anyways... The Multiverse is currently under threat of this thing, and it's up to The J-Team to stop it. Oshawittle's gonna need a power boost.

Raru: <How so?>

Me: It's a rather complicated Combination Attack that I really wanna try out... It involves...

-Ian proceeds to run down the list-

• Piku-chan's Thunderbolt

• Oshawittle's Razor Shell

• Raru's Hypnosis

• Mothra's Flamethrower

• An Ice-type Move

• A Psychic-Type Offensive attack

• A Ghost-Type Offensive attack

• And a Water-type Move

Me: And I know just what moves to pick...

Stormchaser, 4th of January

Me: I would love to join your band, Kim!

-Oshawittle and Raru jump out of their Poké Balls, and Piku-chan jumps off of Ian's shoulders-

Piku-chan: <Didja hear that, guys? A Battle of the Bands!>

Oshawittle: <A Battle of the Bands?! AWESOME!>

Piku-chan: -motioning his hands like he's playing a guitar- <I'm sure I would rock an electric guitar!>

Oshawittle: -places his scalchop in front of him and beats it like a bongo drum- <Speak for yourself, with my Ice Beam and my scalchop, I can dish out some chill beats...>

Raru: -dances like a half-genie superheroine- <Save the puns for amateur night, boys. This is the music biz we're talking about, and I prefer a music style that's more hypnotic...>

Piku-chan: -shooting an awkward look at Raru- <Lemme guess... Trance?>

Raru: -stops dancing and dejectedly looks down at the floor- <H-How did you know?>

Oshawittle: -shoots the same awkward look at Raru- <Our puns weren't THAT bad...>

♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...

VS The Fanatic

-From some rubble as the attacks continue to rain down-

You have no right to mess with our worlds over something as arbitrary as that!

Muddy: -Unleashes an Earthquake along with Ali-

Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.

-Tanten is eating a bowl of cereal at 9 PM like an adult.-

The Stormchaser

Kim: (immensely relieved) "Oh, thank you, Ian! Thank you a thousand times over! I can't play any instruments, all I can do is sing... just like Paul." (She looks up with confidence.) "Anyways... should we get ourselves to Johto and then Sinnoh? I'll need more band members than just you and Paul..."

Edited by OPALGARNET16 on Jan 3rd 2020 at 9:51:40 AM

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Santa's Workshop

Santa: I didn't need to look under your mask to know who you were. Nothing hides heroism, just as nothing can cloak cruelty.

Goober and the crew led Santa to a safe hiding spot, away from the fighting. Meanwhile, the chaos caused by the stampede of eight stantlers and a ponyta, Krampus' and coalossal's rampages, and the psionic assaults fired at by Latias and the jynxes have dispersed the soldiers.

The now-freed Lapras shoots water at the fleeing soldiers, nullifying any insulation they had to rely on. Goober had shed his disguise (though retaining his mask), ordering his team of electric rodents to shock the fleeing soldiers and maybe interfere with their equipment.

The dark types, now spooked by the attacks from Krampus and the Coalossal, could not coordinate a response to the psionic barrage released by the jynxes.

"Santa's escaped!" yelled one of the IDPD underlings checking on the shed.

Krampus approached the flag pole, grabbed it, and snapped it in half. He grabs the top half and gives it to the Ponyta, who burns it out of spite. He then waves the burning Interpol flag as a final act of defiance to the confused soldiers.

Bridge of the Carrey

Captain Macraul: Fire a few warning shots. I don't want them having any bright ideas. We may look worse for wear, but there's no way in Ultra Space that rinky dink cruiser is going to sink us. And I'd rather not sink them.

Bridge Officer: Yes, captain.

He turns to the group.

Captain Macraul: Forgive our prior actions. We didn't expect to be defecting today at all.

Sick bay of the Cumberbatch

Dave comes to, his heart making a louder noise than usual, and sees a familiar face. No, not the glitchy hologram that Jon is projecting. He is unable to move; his appendages are still disabled.

Tommy, Jr.: Hey, buddy. You alright?

Dave: Jonathan, don't mock me.

Jonathan: I'm over here.

Dave: Okay, I'll bite. What's Tom doing here? Trying to expose us again?

Tommy, Jr.: Well, now that you mentioned it.

Jonathan: Well, he wasn't supposed to tag along but given who's who is in command of the ship we can have three guesses why. But since he's here I guess what I'm trying to say is that it's good to see your live human friends from time to time.

Dave: Here to gloat?

Tommy, Jr.: Well, now that you mentioned it.

Dave: My blood sugar's low, Tom-Tom. Don't test me.

Tommy, Jr.: You're completely immobile and I am going to test you and there's nothing you can do to stop me. Test. Test. Test.

Dave: Just like old times, huh.

Tommy, Jr.: Look, pal, we've... had our differences and all. A lot of them, really. The kind that make me question why we're still friends. But despite all that, I'm glad that you're okay.

Dave: By a given value.

Tommy, Jr.: I'm glad that you're alive. Fine.

The ship rocks back and forth.

Dave: Think we'll sink.

Tommy, Jr.: I don't think Captain Macraul would allow it. I hope not.

They can still hear Panelo's angry rants as the operation shows more and more signs of failure.

Martel House, Christmas Eve

The smell of roast farfetch'd stuffed with chestnuts, shelders, bouffalant brisket, and honey-glazed grumpig ham wafted through the air as the group arrived. The Martels had been busy cooking all day, and the atmosphere of the home already smells like it's good enough to eat.

Greeting the group inside was Jean's durants, Caoimhin and Morrigan, the flygon Leona, and Catelyn's spearow Lumiere.

Thierry: Smell that. That's my personal marinade blend. A little contribution to the family cookbook by yours truly. Best brisket you'd ever have.

Catelyn: My roast tastes so much better. Trust me on this, Ivan. Why have brisket when you can have bird?

The fearow and spearow roll their eyes.

Catelyn: I know several ways to make leeks taste great, and I did them all.

Thierry: Expect to gain a few pounds.

Catelyn: See, here's the difference between me and him. The ladies, gents, and everyone else will be disappointed with Thierry after tomorrow. Meanwhile, my dating prospects skyrocket when they see me get thicc in all the right places.

Thierry: Well, you'll be eating better than you've ever had in a while.

Catelyn: That's college for you.

Edited by MasterJayAM on Jan 3rd 2020 at 11:13:23 PM

Stormchaser

Me: Yeah! Let's go, team!

-Oshawittle, Piku-chan and Raru stand ready for adventure-

Fanatamax Battle, VS The Fanatic

Me: Alright, Team! Get ready!

-Oshawittle, Raru, Mothra, Piku-chan and Miyako all get into their ready positions-

Me: Now... Oshawittle, Piku-chan, Raru, Mothra, Miyako! Dance of the Seven Swords!

-The ice surrounding Oshawittle's Freezing Shell Blade shatters, reverting it to a Razor Shell-

-Raru focuses his mind, and his eyes glow a bright pink as he sends soothing energy waves in the direction Oshawittle is facing towards. As the soothing waves shimmer, Oshawittle begins a dance with his sword, getting faster and faster until the movements cause six after-images of Oshawittle to materialize on the mesmerizing backdrop. In that moment, Piku-chan fires a Thunderbolt at one of the Oshawittles' Razor Shells, transforming it into a Shocking Shell Blade, Mothra unleashes a Flamethrower on another Oshawittle's Razor Shell, turning it into a Blazing Shell Blade, another Oshawittle unleashes an Ice Beam at his own Razor Shell, creating a Freezing Shell Blade, Raru uses Confusion on another Oshawittle's Razor Shell, imbuing it with psychic power, Miyako launches a Shadow Ball which catches on another Oshawittle's blade, causing a ghostly aura to permeate throughout the blade, another Oshawittle infuses his own Razor Shell with the water of an Aqua Jet, generating a Splashing Shell Blade, and the seventh Oshawittle leaves his Razor Shell well enough alone.-

-The Seven Oshawittles then jump into the affray and surround the Fanatic, spinning around it a few times before jumping in to slash at the Glitch Enemy repeatedly with their elementally charged Razor Shells, until unleashing one final slash of Fire,Ice,Electric,Ghost,Psychic and Water in the style of a heptagram◊-

Quinta-Tech: Dance of the Seven Swords

♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...

Ivan: "I will admit that the food smells great, but I hope you're not expecting us to be a panel of judges, because three out of my four pokemon cannot taste."

Apollo: <Artemis and I just sorta think about eating and the food disappears and we feel full.>

Calvin: <mantine taste terrible according to my sources. it's a blessing that remoraid can't taste anything.>

Ivan: "But Tara makes amazing omelettes, if you'll let her in the kitchen."

Tara: <Don't worry, these eggs don't have green spots on them, so they never would have hatched.>

The Stormchaser

(And with those words having been said, the group exit the ship and head towards the Magnet Train.)

(ONE MAGNET TRAIN RIDE LATER...)

The Johto Region- Goldenrod City

(Eventually, after a bit, the train stops in Goldenrod City, and Kim and Paul leave the train and take a look around. The former is carrying her bag, inside of which she has placed her BOTB ticket.)

Paul: (amazed) <Wow... will you get a look at this!>

Kim: “Goldenrod City... it looks simply amazing...”

(She shakes her head.)

Kim: “Of course, though, we’re not here to look at the city. We’re here to catch Pokémon.” (she turns to the train) “Ian, are you coming?”

Edited by OPALGARNET16 on Jan 3rd 2020 at 10:59:55 AM

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Megan Oh, yeah! And Burmy! ^_^

Cute little—

-and Megan waks into a wall-

-aaaanyways, I guess they manage to get-

-there're Caterpie-

Pippy: -trembling, half-collapsed- <All that, and…>

Megan: Move!

-reacting on instinct, she hurls out another ball-

-and within a wide, wide radius, Hydro Pumps divert their trajectories-

Vee: -roar- <I ain't—>

-and Vee's speared clean through by a Doom Bloom-

Vee: ———

-and by clean, it couldn't more clearly be horrendously messy-

Megan: NO!

-and a Hydro Pump strikes her, hurling her backward-

-on the tail end of the Dark Assist, Logan leaps into the air and deletes a clearing into existence-

-and a horse and his Trainer come plummeting out of the sky-

Hiro: -landing- It's bad.

Logan: -likewise- No kidding.

Hiro: Do you think that will work? "Electricity is cheap—"

Logan: -grim- —the limiting factor is my Aura.

-powering up their second Styler- Well, come on, then.

-Hiro and his remaining mons heat air into plasma, trading finesse for heat overspilling-

-at which Logan casts a hand, capturing in wires of magnetized soul-

-they and Addie clench a hand in unison, compressing the plasma into a mote-

-and they flick those hands forward, casting a concentrated beam of white-hot death through the massed enemies-

Group used Plasma Blast!

Logan: -seeing the Hydro Pumps diverted- Again?

Hiro: -gritted, directing a desperate, failing disintegration of the Overgrowth- Again.

-and the earth ruptures beneath them, interrupting all their plans-

Vee: -not averting her eye from her current worst nightmare- <You wanted me to end quietly—>

<You shouldn've gone after my friends.>

<You shouldn've gone after my world.>

Vee: -grinning, no humor- <You shouldn've fed me.>

-and Vee sinks her teeth into the Nexus-

-her matter blurs and twists into a collapsing fractal spiral of teeth and tongue, tearing at the space around it for the meat-

Abilene: No, no, no—

-everything's exploding around her-

Not again. This can't be—

-and the Overgrowth around her instead blooms into a hedge of shielding white vine, blossoming with black and purple roses-

Rosa: -humorlessly- <Surpriiiise~>

-he's Growth'd three times, and towers over her-

-scattering petals- <This is no place to die, my dear collector.>

-he reaches out and back in a collapsing fractal spiral, dragging mile after mile of thorny root from the ether-

-colors threaded through him now, pointing a blossom- <I rather hope it's time to kill.>

-and the petals adrift curve into luminous purple and black blades, attempting to tear at the Fanatic-

Rosa used Petal Dance!

-Vee absorbs endlessly, clinging to life-

-there's now vibrant verdure blanketing the strange soil, and blood—from her friends, the J-Team, from Her and Him-

-these she takes into herself, weaving it into the parts of her that are her, setting them ringing-

Vee used Mimic!

-there's the vapour from a recent attempt at healing, and she takes that too-

Vee: -coalescing, desperation in her eye- <You-you thin' you've killed us? Thin' you've jus—wiped us outta yer oh-so-glorious vision? You can jus—discard us an' be done?>

-all dozens of her eye widening- <No. No, no, NO, we—>>

-the voice that is Vee rings out once, exulting—and it's a plea and a promise and an irrefutable command-

VEE: <<LIVE!>>

-blood resonates with blood, and liquid life force pours from the point of space at her core-

Vee used Yggdrasil Dew!

-steaming against the blast of horrible flame, refusing to die-

-and she drops to the leafy underbrush, hallowed out-

-and the brush catches fire, and the flame overtakes them-

-Megan's mind hit delightfully blank several seconds ago, and is now filling with random oddity-

daydream •////•

-relevant oddity-

-it's hard or possibly very, very easy to be kissing someone while involuntarily smiling-

Vee: -nudges Alli, grinning-

---

Logan: Oh, yeah. I think—no, I am, gonna.

-smiling, slightly puzzled at themself but still open- ...it means a lot.

-and they catch a glimpse of themself in something reflective-

...aaaugh I'm a mess.

-baaabieees-

Addie: -smiling because babies- <Oh, yes! We've been close for—about a year!>

-happily- <I held your egg!>

Edited by Asterisk395 on Jan 3rd 2020 at 10:43:23 AM

No mind to think. No will to break.

-Forte and Pianis are walking through the town square-

Forte: So there's something I've been trying to puzzle out...

Pianis: And?

Forte: Here, I have the clip on stream archive.

-Forte brings up a particular video-

Forte: See, watch what Blueberry does here. You ever seen anything like it?

Pianis: Looks kind of like a Z-move?

Forte: It can't be that. I don't have a Z-ring yet. I think Kagetora promised to give me one if I could finish all the trials.

Pianis: I'm stuck then. It doesn't look like any kind of move I know of. Have you tried just asking her?

Forte: She's as clueless as I am.

Blueberry: <It was cool, though! I've tried to do it again but I couldn't pull it off.>

Forte: When I got her there was a note about how this particular Eevee strain couldn't evolve but had some sort of secret powers.

Pianis: That definitely didn't look like a Secret Power.

Forte: ...You know what I mean.

-they both stop, having spotted one particular house-

-it and its front lawn are completely covered in snow, while there's no other visible snow in town-

Pianis: That's gotta be the place.

Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.

Goldenrod City

-Ian gets a look around at the Johtoan Metropolis that surrounds him before being brought back to his senses by Kim's call-

Me: Coming!

-Ian steps off the Magnet Train and follows Kim-

Santa's Workshop

-Ian smiles, knowing that Santa is okay. In that moment, Piku-chan hops back onto Ian's shoulder-

Me: Piku-chan.

Piku-chan: -says nothing, but smiles-

Edited by AnimeboyIanpower on Jan 3rd 2020 at 11:02:37 AM

♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...

Goldenrod City

(Kim sees Ian approaching, and smiles.)

Kim: “So... is there any tall grass around here?”

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The Martel House

Doctor Jocelyn Joy and her mother entered the room, accompanied by what looks like a young aide but whose aura registers her as a Zoroark.

Elderly Nurse Joy: That's enough, you two.

Doctor Joy: Ivan, I'd like you to meet my mother, Nurse Joy. She's since retired from active veterinary work and works in inspections now.

Elderly Nurse Joy: A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Losken.

Doctor Joy: I'll introduce you to Jean's father once he arrives. Jean is in the den. He's has work matters to discuss, though honestly I swear he should've done this before the holidays.

She points to the study room, where Jean sits in the chair while the fireplace roars merrily.

-Forte knocks on the door, and a motherly-looking old woman answers-

Forte: Are you Rea, the Glaceon User?

Rea: Aha! At last! That is indeed who I am, and I know exactly who you are, Kagetora's lazy apprentice. I was worried I was going to keel over before your arrival.

Forte: Hey! I'm not lazy! I've just been uh... busy with stuff.

Blueberry: <Video stuff.>

-Rea looks at Blueberry-

Rea: Young man...

Forte: Enby.

Rea: Young enby, that is not a Glaceon. That is an Eevee painted blue.

Blueberry: <Because blue is best!>

Forte: No, no, she isn't my Glaceon, she's a blue Eevee. Here.

-Forte releases Icicle-

Icicle: <Hi! Do you like snow?>

Rea's Glaceon: <Do I ever!>

Rea: That's more like it. Now then, to your trial. Well, as you can see I've set up a fine snowfield here for it. My grandchildren quite appreciate it, you know.

Icicle: <Ooh! I have grandchildren too!>

Pianis: Can I just stop to say you have good taste?

Rea: Same to you, young lady.

Pianis: Man.

Rea: Young man, my apologies.

Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.

Amarin House, 25th

PEFE!Every: Now can I go and talk to them?

Brie: Obviously no.

-PEFE!Every rolls her eyes-

---

Ever: It's Christmas. You're allowed.

-they do nonetheless offer a pack of tissues, which...appear to have Ever's own likeness on the packaging, giving a thumbs up and not smiling in the slightest? Hm.-

-Arc's eyes go very, very wide-

Glimmer: <Yes, the universe existed before you, and it will exist after you too.>

Arc: <I'm not responding to that, you dork!>

Glimmer: <Clumsy.>

Arc: <Gloomy!>

Glimmer: <Hmph.>

Arc: <What's she like, what's she like? ovo>

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

-Rea walks Forte out into the snowy yard-

Rea: You kids ever had a good snowball fight? My grandchildren love them.

Pianis: All the time.

Forte: Uh, it's been a while since I've been in one.

Rea: Well, it's time to practice then.

-she puts on a pair of gloves, then draws a line in the snow-

Rea: The rules of engagement are as follows: The first team to hit the opposing Glaceon with three snowballs is the winner.

Forte: Team?

Rea: Well, I have to let my grandkids participate somehow, don't I?

-two young children pop out from behind Rea-

Rea's Grandchild♂: Yeah! We'll beat you!

Rea's Grandchild♀: Grandma's super good at snowball fights!

Forte: Uh, okay, then I'm a little short on team members.

Icicle: <No way! We can just get my grandchildren to help!>

Forte: Hey, that's not a bad idea.

Rea: Hm?

Forte: I don't have grandchildren, but my Glaceon does, so they'll be my team members.

Blueberry: <All right!>

Celeste: <Huh?>

Rea: Aw, that's adorable.

Pianis: I guess I can referee then.

Crystallux: <A report. There is an 85% chance that my powers of perception will be required.>

Pianis: With a little help.

Rea: Then let the battle begin!

Edited by Mezzopiano on Jan 3rd 2020 at 10:42:04 AM

Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.

-Ivan walks in to the study and closes the door behind him.-

Ivan: "What is it you wanted to discuss, Jean? Are you wondering about the molasses factory case? Because that story is moving surprisingly fast."

-both teams take their positions on opposite sides of the line-

Pianis: And begin!

Icicle: <Okay, everyone? Let's start off with—>

Rea: Think fast!

-Icicle is interrupted by a snowball to the face-

Icicle: <Ow!>

Crystallux: <One point confirmed for Team Rea.>

Blueberry: <Whoa! She's fast!>

-Forte packs together a quick snowball and throws it toward Rea's Glaceon-

-the Glaceon forms an ice shield and it rebounds off straight into Forte's face-

Forte: Mmph!

Pianis: That one didn't count. It was reflected.

Forte: Oh come on!

-Celeste picks up a bit of snow in her ribbons with a puzzled look on her face-

Celeste: <...How do I do this?>

-Blueberry dives headfirst toward Rea's grandchild♂, snatching the snowball he was packing in her mouth-

Blueberry: <Mmmph mmh!>

Rea's Grandchild♂: Give that back!

-she then runs in circles around the opposing team-

-this gives Icicle enough time to fire an Ice Beam at Rea's Glaceon-

Pianis: Beams aren't snowballs. That doesn't count either.

Forte: Do you want me to win this or not?

-the beam freezes the snow near the feet of Rea's Glaceon, pinning it to the ground-

Rea's Glaceon: <Ooo, you're clever...>

-then allowing Icicle to follow up by creating a snowball and tossing it-

Pianis: Direct hit!

Crystallux: <Current score is 1 to 1.>

Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.

The North Pole

The operatives being fleeing the island and make their way back to the Cumberbatch. The Carrey, meanwhile, fires several warning shots. Any attempts to shoot back either fail or are thwarted by a gyarados... somehow.

The Cumberbatch

Deputy Director Panelo could only watch in horror as the Corporal Liss has taken direct control over the evacuation. Seated beside her is her injured umbreon, Fraps, who is covered in bandages.

Deputy Director Panelo: I demand the recapture of Saint Nicholas. Nobody leaves until—

Shield Corporal Liss: Yeah, we're done here.

The ship tilts slightly.

Shield Corporal Liss: I mean, I'm not Captain Macraul. I can't make miracles happen.

Deputy Director Panelo: That pompous aristocrat couldn't even stop a mutiny. Well, no matter. Go ahead and fall back. Captain Macraul and Lieutenant Cross are acceptable losses. At least we accomplished something today.

Shield Corporal Liss: Uh, no we didn't?

Deputy Director Panelo: We purged the navy of Team Signal Insiders and have a clear reading of some of their frequencies. We also know that they are so understaffed that they draw reinforcements from the past. And if anything, we can always besiege Santa Claus next year.

Shield Corporal Liss: Yeah, keep telling yourself that.

Deputy Director Panelo: Ugh, whatever. Send out the evacuation order.

Shield Corporal Liss, to the Intercom: Yeah. This is Shield Corporal Liss. Get everyone on board. We're blowing this pop stand.

The One Place That Hasn't Been Corrupted by Capitalism!

Shutter: Don't get me wrong; the mashed potatoes are good. But I was expecting egg noodles to come with this stuff.

Flash: Stroganoff is Stroganoff. The important thing is that we're not eating something off a tube.

Shutter: Still, you could do a lot of things with pasta.

Flash: Oh, you.

The couple put their foreheads together and nuzzle one another, much to the disappointment and horror of the Thomases. They managed to sort out the confusion. Tommy is eating the mashed potatoes and the stroganoff separately.

Anthony: Okay, it's times like this that I really did wish I was left at the space station.

Tommy: I know, right. It's not the weightlessness that's getting to me anymore.

Anthony: Dude, you have a lot of takers who are interested in you. I'm a tell you this once. Pick one. Don't condemn yourself to my fate.

Beat.

Tommy: Hey, at least the stroganoff's good. Tauros, miltank, or bouffalant? Is this sauce non-dairy?

Anthony: Ever notice how these look a lot like superhero suits? If I didn't know any better, you kinda cut a figure close to—

Tommy: I'm a cut you off right there.

Anthony: Yeah, you're right. Your arm isn't made of metal and you're not nearly beefy enough to be the Jackal.

Noël at Maison de Martel

Jean: Sit down. No, it isn't the molasses incident. <shudders> So much stickiness. It's regarding the upcoming tournament this Spring in Galar. Now, we're currently looking for representatives to sponsor through the event. Would you be interested in volunteering?

Edited by MasterJayAM on Sep 20th 2023 at 10:53:25 PM

-Ivan ponders for a moment.-

Ivan: "I have a few questions. Question one, what will the assignment entail? Question two, will anyone else from the company be attending? And question three... if I'm going on a trip, I need someone to housesit. Can you recommend me someone you trust? I just bought ficuses."

Edited by redneckphoenix on Jan 3rd 2020 at 12:25:41 PM

Rea's Glaceon: <Help!>

-Rea's grandchild♀ picks up the Glaceon, freeing him from the ice-

-they are then tackled by Blueberry, who shoves the snowball in her mouth right into the Glaceon's face-

Crystallux: <Score confirmed.>

Forte: Oh come on! That counts?

Pianis: I can take it back if you want.

Forte: No, no!

-Rea's grandchild♂ rushes at Icicle and bops him on the head with a snowball in his hand-

-Forte tries to leap forward, but falls face first into the snow-

Pianis: That's two to two. Next point ends the match.

Rea: Don't think we're done yet, youngster! Glaceon, Hail!

-Rea's Glaceon shudders, and a hailstorm begins-

-both Glaceons vanish from sight-

Pianis: Oooh. Snow Cloak. This might be tricky.

Rea: Better keep your eye on them, referee!

Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.

Fantamax Raid

-The group is beat down, but they've all been through worse - but some of them are clearly on their last legs, despite the best efforts of the healers like Aurora and Mercedes.-

Celena: <I'm not sure this is working!}

Now?

We'll bide our time a little longer.

Shaun: "All-Out Attack! Beastly Trinity! Sea Storm! Raging Inferno!"

Ace: <Affirmative!>

Jessica: "On it!"

Kaiieii: "Yeehaw! Symphony!"

Jessica: "Berry Bubble!"

-A Naganadel and Blacephalon emerge from their Beast Balls, taking their places beside Celena.-

Symphony: {Time for your final requiem!}

Berry Bubble: {I'll make you pop!}

Celena: {You're no match for us!}

Berry Bubble: {Pull!}

-He tosses his head in a Mind Blown, Celena and Symphony tracking it before it passes by their target and is detonated by a Dragon Pulse and Flash Cannon.-

Ace: <Tsunami!>

-Tsunami answers her love wordlessly, sinking her talons into the ground and resting a flipper over her Mystic Water.-

Tsunami: <Now.>

-Ace flaps his wings mightily, gusts of wind focused on Tsunami.-

Ace used Tailwind!

-Tsunami tenses up, pouring her spirit into the shield of water surrounding her, before launching herself into the air, wings spread to catch the wind behind her.-

Tsunami used Waterfall!

Jessica: "Go!"

-Cheshire and Fluffles flank Cereza, filling their pyrosacs.-

-Cereza plants her sword in the ground and kneels with her paws on the handle, one eye glowing with Psychic aura.-

Cereza used Overheat!

-Flame explodes from her body, raging as she uses Aura to direct it at the Fanatic, merging with the twin flamethrowers of her companions.-

-Elizabeth shakily pulls out a Z-Crystal.-

Elizabeth: "Chrissy...how's your singing voice?"

Christina: <Get that ready while I clear my throat.>

-Christina Calms her Mind.-

-The rest keep up the attack.-

"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"

Blueberry: <Hey! How are we supposed to hit you if we can't see you?>

Rea: That's the trick, isn't it?

Forte: Uh... c'mon, there has to be a— whoa!

-Forte is interrupted by a giant snowball rolling past them-

Rea's Grandchild♀: Aaaaaa!

Rea's Grandchild♂: Run for your lives!

-it barrels forward, eventually crashing into the house wall in a huge explosion of snow-

-and leaving one very dazed-looking Glaceon in the center-

Pianis: I think we have a winner.

Forte: Uh...

-Forte looks in the direction the giant snowball came from, and finds Celeste standing there-

Celeste: <Um... did I do it right?>

-Icicle pops out of the snow near her-

Icicle: <You did great!>

Celeste: <Aaah!>

-and gets ribbonslapped-

Celeste: <...Sorry, grandpa.>

-after a few moments, everyone gets up and gathers around the front door-

Rea: Well, you certainly are more capable than you appear, lazy young apprentice.

Forte: I told you...

-Rea tosses Forte a crystal-

Forte obtained an Icium Z!

Pianis: Nice. I have one of those too.

Forte: Well, of course you do.

Rea: Ice and snow are ephemeral beauty. They may be strong, but eventually the sun will come and it will melt away. But then the cycle continues next winter. And I am comforted to know that apprentices like you will continue on.

Forte: Did you write that ahead of time?

Rea: Well, you gave me more than enough time to prepare.

Forte: Hey, better late than never, right?

Rea: Mhm.

Forte: So there's one trial left now. Do you know anything about Braiden, the Umbreon User? He apparently lives on this island too.

Rea: Oh, he passed away many years ago.

Forte: Oh...

Rea: But then he came back.

Forte: Wait, what?

Rea: Last I heard he likes to hang around his gravestone in Hau'oli Cemetery. Try there?

Forte: Uh... okay.

Edited by Mezzopiano on Jan 3rd 2020 at 1:53:14 PM

Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.