Amarin House, 25th

Ever: I'm told that frequently, yes. ...Good to hear. ^^

Glimmer: <I don't have a heart.>

Arc: <It's metaphorical!>

-he swells up with penguin pride, but does not fight Addie-

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

-one sunny cloud drifts alone in a crimson haze, staring at what's unfolding-

Thespi: <...>

-she's so small-

Tripod: -low HP beep-

Thespi: -upbeat...?- <There's-there's a way out of this, even if I don't know—>

-it's the funny thing about the unknown-

-open your eyes, and suddenly they're there, stark against the backdrop of everything you've already read-

-the streams of corroded characters flooding off of the Fanatic, the Glitch eroding reality as it is written—all ones and zeroes stained purple-

-the titanic letter E drifting past with its eye like a looming moon, unblinking, blotting out the sky-

-and the innumerable alphabets of surviving Unown streaming past to strike down their kin-

Bold!E: -groans, pummeled by Hidden Powers-

-it makEs no movE to dEfEnd itsElf, red-violEt lightning crackling from its surfacE-

-until a gargantuan chain of purple bone stream of nothing wraps around it and drags it away ("offscreen"?)-

-but now can be seen-

Ceal: -faint- <...statue...astern...attune...tenets...>

Abilene: What? What's going on?

Logan: -still having difficulty tearing their eyes away from the Fanatic- The Unown, they're—they're doing—something? They're swarming, they—

Thespi: -rasping- ████ come.

-something flashes, characters flood across the surface of the Key████blades, mirroring the rush—and Tripod, Ceal, Thespi, and Megan all fall, clutching at their heads-

far back from where the group stands, or struggles, or has fallen, high in the sky

more of those horizon-obstructing glyphs, inconceivable in scale, all orbiting one another

forming random...random words

Ceal: truants—tenures—sneer, stare, saunt-t-erne—

Tangled in...something, struggling against...

nothing

Something's...noncanonical. Somewhere, there's a plot bunny—

Worlds unwritten, there is no moon...

---

-a Macraul removes her headset-

Abilene: Hm. So this "Macro Cosmos"...has fallen as a result of bankruptcy. A complete and utter failure to mitigate its region's energy crisis.

Castanea: <I can scarcely believe it, myself.>

Abilene: I certainly can—if the chairman of some company can sink to such lengths chasing fairy tales—

Rosa: -plucking petals from himself- <Don't dismiss such wanderings, darling. The world of fairy tales is cutthroat—>

-holding one up to the light- <The fate of a universe can hang on a single word.>

Abilene: -disgruntled- I'll dismiss what I like. Certainly, I can see how a...bio-roboticist—a cyberneticist of her stature would be interested in these holdings. But this may very well have been a total waste of our—

---

Between this moment and itself, history is—

---

-a Macraul removes her headset-

Abilene: ...what a foolish endeavor!

Castanea: <I can scarcely believe it, myself.>

Abilene: Of all things—their stock was holding steady, their work was valued, they held a virtual monopoly on enterprise! They were hailed as the jewel of their region! And yet, for some bleeding-heart, irresponsible, reckless purpose, they saw fit to...ugh!

Rosa: -sitting very, very still, staring at me- <...>

Abilene: Why do all these fools seek to surpass their limits by harnessing the power of a—

---

no

the Unown scrabble, even now seeking to deny their passage—

nature set

—deny their existence—

aster tune

—in vain

s-tate rune...

the nine titanic Unown are speared on the two gargantuan bone-chains; with a rattling screech they're pulled taut

inexorably, they fall into place one. by. one.

to spell a name, their name, ninety feet high

E T E R N A T U S

Purple and skeletal and larger than life ever could be, looming chains letter-bound swinging claws grasping at the air, a glowing swirling core twisting timespace around it all eyes squinting at the dark, watching—

Thespi: -feebly, staring up at them- <—and they're there, where they've always been, and now never weren't. with us where they will be,>

Ceal: -having said nothing, still looking warily up at the titan- <...Thespi, what're you—>

Thespi: -small- <eternal.>

-and the name explodes, sending a wash of heat and charred eye-script scattering over the group-

-clattering over the Fanatic and the looming, eldritch extant thing, fading into fine print out of sight-

-...-

Unown @: -flop- @

-......-

-click-

-............-

Eternatus: -squinting- <...DID SOMEONE SAY…>

-click click-

<...GALAR?>

-click-

Edited by Asterisk395 on Jan 5th 2020 at 3:29:56 PM

No mind to think. No will to break.

Fanatamax Raid

<You want to run that by us again?!> Helmsman challenged, throwing an Air Slash-laden seamitar to his trainer, who tested its heft before swinging a Night Slash with it to compliment the Air Slash.

Double-Tech: Howling Void

While they did so, Sunny raised a Reflect, and while that may have seemed redundant she let Roy shatter it with a High Jump Kick and let the shards rain down alongside her beau onto the Fanatic.

Double-Tech: The Window of Opportunity

<We have no reason to stop fighting! The harder this is for the Fanatic, the better! Win or lose, do what you can!> Sean hollered while slamming Close Combat into the Fanatic.

<He's right,> Julius agreed. <there is nothing to lose if we keep pressing on.>

And then Eternatus comes into being.

<Oh, hey, Eternatus.>

"The fuck’s an Eternatus?!"

Edited by AbsentCoder on Jan 5th 2020 at 11:53:24 AM

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

Fanatamax Raid

-Watches as Eternatus comes into being, forgetting about fighting for a second-

Holy shit.

Pici: <It's huge.>

-Before deciding that now's as good a time as any to attack the Fanatic while it's presumably distracted with Eternatus' arrival-

Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.

Fanatamax Battle, Rise of Eternatus

-Ian looks over and sees a colossal dragon, almost skeletal in appearance, with a bright red glowing core, rising from the space between Creation and Void, and begins to struggle to maintain hope-

Me: Wh-Wh-WHAT EVEN IS THAT THING?!

-thinks to self- Pleeeease don't tell me we have to fight THAT thing, too...

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

VS The Fanatic

-Aspen looks up to see a purple skeleton dragon-

Aspen: "OH MY GOD WHAT IS THAT!"

Route 35, Johto

Paul: (calmly) <Yeah... it's okay.>

Kim: "You can tell us." (then, thinking to self) Though I already have a vague idea as to what it is... now to see if my thoughts were true...

Gligar: (sniffs) <I was abused and abandoned by my old Trainer...> (he looks away) <There. I said it.>

Kim: (gravely, thinking to herself) As I thought...

Paul: (horrified) <That... that's just awful...>

Hi, I’m oghond, and I’m a Rushaholic. Sorry if I annoy you unintentionally. 😅

Route 35, Johto

Piku-chan and Piper: <That's just terrible...>

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

Route 35

Kim: (sympathetically) "H-how bad was it...?"

Gligar: <I-it was the worst experience of my life... See, unlike most other Gligar I can't really fly, so my old Trainer would repeatedly tease me for it. Now, normally this wouldn't be a problem since- you know- gliding is in the name and everything- except it affected my performance in battle, and between that and the fact that my style of battling was... odd, to say the least, the relationship between me and my Trainer just got worse and worse. Eventually, I had enough and tried to call him out—>

Paul: (happily) <Good for you!>

Gligar: (sadly) <Except... he didn't understand Monese like you do. He just assumed that I was being a bad Pokemon for refusing to battle like any other normal Pokemon would, and so...>

(he gulps, then, as the tears start coming to his eyes)

Gligar: (in tears) <He took out a knife and slashed me across the face.>

(Kim and Paul gaze on in horror and anger- never before have they heard such a harrowing tale of abuse.)

Kim: (stunned): "Oh my word..."

Gligar: (in tears) <That's how...> (he touches the scar) <That's how I got this. And then from there he proceeded to kick me out into the tall grass, and told me that I must be insane because I couldn't fly and couldn't battle. He told me to go see a psychiatrist so I could get my brain fixed.>

Kim: (burning with rage) "WHAT?!"

Gligar: <And for a few weeks... I actually believed it.>

Hi, I’m oghond, and I’m a Rushaholic. Sorry if I annoy you unintentionally. 😅

Route 35, Johto

Me: -completely appalled by what the Gligar's original trainer had done- Wh-Why... That's UNFORGIVABLE!!! We won't let your original trainer's injustices be left unpunished!

-thinks to self- Calm yourself, Ian... You don't want to end up summoning The Fanatic all over again, do you?

-Ian stops his tirade, closes his eyes, takes a deep breath and calms himself down-

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

Route 35

Kim: (shocked and angered) "He gaslit you? ''HE GASLIT YOU?!"

Gligar: <W-what? No! He didn't set me on fire with a gaslight!>

Paul: <I don't think that's what gaslighting is...>

Hi, I’m oghond, and I’m a Rushaholic. Sorry if I annoy you unintentionally. 😅

The Oblivion Wing

Thank you captain.

-He goes quiet and works on eating dinner-

Final Shell

-Pent can feel the metaphysical strain, but without a mind hardened he can't do much but let the knowledge of the moon-sealed twist about in his skull until the concept causes him pain. He drops to his knees and starts muttering-
-What is canon anyways? How much jurisdiction do you, a mere petulant observer have to dictate what is canon?-
The moon, the moon... Why..?
-I prefer to take it all in stride. Do you know what my essence of fun is? Finding the weird edges and twitching corners and reveling in them-
-Asher doesn't know what she's seeing, before and after the canon shifts like tectonic plates. All she can tell is that thing is no threat to her...-
-Unfortunately there was never time for Tibalt to acquire and use his Summon Cards, but sitting in a doc somewhere is a list of them-
Tibalt, Remnant of Lotus: Hold fast, the dawn always comes eventually!

~BWAAAAARP~
-But the horn? The morale-boosting hunting horn is totally canon-
-Tibalt can feel his mind shifting again, history changing under his feet as his mind hardens-

Edited by Pentigan on Jan 5th 2020 at 8:58:52 PM

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

christmas Eve, the carrey

Hazel: Hmm... I really need to think of a code name...

Lila: Nice- Wait, I thought the Macrauls kidnapped weremons and poked them with-

-She realises she should probably shut up.-

Lila: Sorry, wrong timeline.

I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.

Christmas Eve, The Carrey

Evelyn: -to Hazel- I'm sure you can come up with something. I believe in you.

Me: -to Hazel- Also, it's nice to meet you. My name is Ian. What's yours?

Fanatamax Battle, VS The Fanatic

Evelyn: Fight with everything you have! Kako, use Hypnosis! Mirai, use Draining Kiss! Hatty, use Psybeam!

-Kako focuses his mind and makes his eyes glow pink as he telepathically contacts the Fanatic-

Kako: ~All this hate in your heart is getting you nowhere, so why don't you just relax and let go of it... Without it, your body will become as light as a feather... Yes... As liiiiiight as a featheeeerrrrr...~

-Mirai sneaks up on the Fanatic and gives it a peck on the... um... cheek?-

-Hatty concentrates on her target and fires a rainbow colored beam of psychic energy from the top of her hatlike hair at The Fanatic-

Route 35, Johto

Piku-chan: <Paul's right. Y'see, gaslighting is manipulation through emotional abuse which makes the abusee question their sanity. That was what your old trainer did to you when he released you.>

Edited by AnimeboyIanpower on Jan 5th 2020 at 6:16:55 AM

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

Route 35, Johto

Gligar: <Oh. Well, that's worse than being lit on fire, I'll tell you that...>

Paul: <It certainly is...>

(And all of a sudden, a strange glowing emits from Kim's purse, and within seconds Sinatra enters, having popped out of his PokeBall. He instantly runs up to the Gligar and flies into a Brooklyn Rage:)

Sinatra: (incensed) <Did I hear that right?! Did I hear that right?! You were gaslit and abused by your own trainer?!>

(The Gligar steps back, slightly intimidated.)

Gligar: <Uh... y-yes...>

(Sinatra shakes his head.)

Sinatra: (angered) <The nerve of him! Why, if I were to meet him, I oughta...> (beat, he pauses to think <I oughta...>

Gligar: (cheerfully) <Drop a giant steamroller onto his head?>

Sinatra: (his anger instantly fading and replaced with concern) <Whoa, okay, that's a bit harsh, kid. I wouldn't go that far. Probably give him a few Fury Swipes to the face, but a giant steamroller? Is that even possible?>

Gligar: <No idea, but I probably wouldn't hesitate to-> (he suddenly pauses, recognizing Sinatra) <Hey, wait a second, aren't you that Sentret who sang that Frank Sinatra song?>

Sinatra: (with pride) <Sure am.>

Gligar: <She caught you?>

Sinatra: <You better believe it!>

Gligar: <What's your name?>

Sinatra: <Sinatra, whaddaya think?!>

Gligar: <Figures.>

Sinatra: <Seriously, though, that old Trainer of yours is the one who's insane. Certainly not you. You're perfectly fine.>

Gligar: <Thanks.>

Sinatra: <So... what's your name?>

Gligar: <Oh, that's easy, it's-> (he suddenly pauses) <-actually, I don't have one.>

Sinatra: <No name?! Come on, kid, you gotta have a name!>

Paul: <Forget the name— he's gotta have a new Trainer! I mean, considering what he's been through, it'd be kind of a sin to not invite him onto the team, you know?>

Sinatra: <Of course! Great idea! Whaddaya say to that; you wanna join the team?>

(The Gligar's eyes instantly light up at the mere mention of the term.)

Gligar: <Are you kidding?! I'd love to-> (he pauses, then looks up at Kim with slight trepidation) <Wait a second... how do I know you're not secretly out to abuse me like my first trainer did, and call me worthless and insane and a piece of trash and give me a scar on the other side of my face?>

Hi, I’m oghond, and I’m a Rushaholic. Sorry if I annoy you unintentionally. 😅

Route 35, Johto

Me: Kim. The Gligar just asked a very important question. I believe it's up to you to supply an answer.

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

Route 35, Johto

Kim: "Yes, of course..." (she pauses) "Believe me, considering that I've had Paul for about a year or so now, and considering that I've treated him with nothing but respect and kindness.. I think you're good."

Sinatra: <Plus, if she was as horrible as your old trainer... would you expect her to care?>

(The Gligar pauses for a few moments to consider this, and then smiles broadly.)

Gligar: <Well, in that case...> (then, loudly) <I'M IN--!>

(Kim grins and takes a PokeBall out of her purse.)

Kim: "Well, alright then!" (she pauses) "By the way, do you play any instruments?"

Gligar: <Does singing count?>

Kim: (smiles with resolve) "That's good enough for me! And as for you... I'm pretty sure that if you see your old Trainer again, the first words out of your mouth will be..." (she throws the PokeBall) "KONO DIO DA--!"

Gligar: (slightly confused due to not knowing any Japanese) <W-what? What do you mean by->

(He is sucked into the PokeBall before he even has a chance to finish the question. The ball falls to the ground, and shakes three times, before once again the center of the ball glows white in color, signifying capture.)

NEW POKEMON CAUGHT: GLIGAR (MALE)

Sinatra: (happily) <Alright! Nice one!>

(Satisfied, Kim picks up the PokeBall and holds it close to her face.)

Kim: (smiling) "Welcome to the team... Dio."

Hi, I’m oghond, and I’m a Rushaholic. Sorry if I annoy you unintentionally. 😅

Route 35, Johto

-Ian and his Pokémon smile as Kim makes a brand new friend-

Me: Congratulations, Kim. You made a new friend.

Piku-chan: <Yeah! Way to go!>

Piper: <I'm sure Dio will be happier with you.>

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

Route 35, Johto

Kim: "Oh, definitely."

(She takes out her Pokedex and scans the ball. Instantly, information comes up:)

SPECIES: Gligar (male)

NICKNAME: Dio

NATURE: Rash

MOVESET: Fury Cutter, Slash, Quick Attack

(Kim blinks.)

Kim: "Only three moves? Odd... you'd figure that by this point he'd know at least one Dark-type or Flying-type— okay, he can't really fly, which explains the lack of Flying-type moves, but you'd expect a Dark move in there somewhere..."

Hi, I’m oghond, and I’m a Rushaholic. Sorry if I annoy you unintentionally. 😅

Route 35, Johto

Me: -checking Pokédex for possible Dark-type moves- Maybe the trainer didn't allow it the experience to learn any Dark-Type Moves... I mean, here's a good one.

Pokédex: Feint Attack, A Dark-type Move that catches opponents off guard. It can never miss.

-At that moment, something crosses Ian's mind-

Me: Oh! I think I might have a good move for Dio to learn.

-Ian rifles through his backpack looking for just the TM-

Edited by AnimeboyIanpower on Jan 5th 2020 at 8:33:56 AM

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

Route 35, Johto

Kim: (musing) "Feint Attack, huh..."

(She takes out her notebook and flips to an empty page, then writes down the following:)

NEW POKEMON CAUGHT: DIO THE GLIGAR. SEEMS EXCITEABLE AT FIRST GLANCE, BUT DUE TO HIS PAST IS ACTUALLY QUITE SENSITIVE. ACCORDING TO THE POKEDEX, HE HAS A RASH STREAK. MAKES SENSE, GIVEN WHO HE'S NAMED AFTER. HE DOES NOT FLY VERY WELL AND HAS A SCAR ON HIS RIGHT EYE FROM HIS OLD ABUSIVE TRAINER. HE DOES NOT KNOW ANY DARK-TYPE MOVES. I FIND THIS SOMEWHAT ODD. WONDER IF MAYBE HE WANTS TO LEARN FAINT ATTACK...

OH, AND I'M PRETTY SURE HE KNOWS ZERO [JAPANESE.] WELL, THEN. I'LL EITHER HAVE TO TEACH HIM WHAT I KNOW OR GET REVER, HIKARI, OR IAN TO TEACH HIM.

GIVEN HIS SPLOTCHY MEMORY HE'LL NEED A MNEMONIC FOR PARTICLES... I DON'T KNOW IF ANY OF THOSE EXIST.

NO, HE CAN'T DROP STEAMROLLERS FROM THE SKY OR FREEZE TIME. YET.

(She promptly puts her book away, only to suddenly be startled by a rustling noise. Instantly, she, Paul and Sinatra look over to see Ian going through his backpack looking for something.)

Kim: (confused) "Ian? What are you looking for?"

Hi, I’m oghond, and I’m a Rushaholic. Sorry if I annoy you unintentionally. 😅

Route 35, Johto

Me: I think I have a move that he might like... Aha!

-Ian pulls out a dark-colored TM from his backpack-

Me: Ta-da~!

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

Route 35, Johto

Kim: (tilts her head) "What is that...?"

Hi, I’m oghond, and I’m a Rushaholic. Sorry if I annoy you unintentionally. 😅

Route 35, Johto

Me: It's the TM for the move "Payback", a move that deals double the damage if the user was hurt in the past turn.

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

Final Shell

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-The Fanatic is very distracted by Eternatus showing up-

   The Fanatic:    Á͍̺͓n̴͚d ̡͍͈ͅd͉̙̺͎̰o̧̹̩̭͚̼͔n̖̤͖̜ͅ'̣̼͙t̴̲̙̰͍ ̡͚̣͉ǵ̣e̕t̪̥̮̗̻̳̕ ̱͚̝m̼̳͇̘͍͜e ̜͎st̩͍̲͢ͅa̳̫͡rţ̜̼̞̼ed̷̹ͅ ̵̤̳̞͓o͏̹͔̱̦̻̠ņ͇̜̲̲̻̬ Ab͙͙̞̝i̧̪l̫͡i̯̻t͍͉͈ị͎͡ḙ͉s̪̥ a̭͈n̬̝̭̦͉̕d̙̼̮͟ ̯̹͎̠͍h̷̘̘o̭͓w̞̖̬͜ ̩͔̫̺͚̙͍p̛h̢͎̜̪̘ỵ̙̼̤̲͟ͅṣ͔̠̙̲͍̗͡i̫̖̯c̣͓̰͟a̺̤͔l̯̮̪͇̦͍-̠͖̘̭̩̬͙s͓̺͓͔͓̖̀p͜e̴͔̮̝̙ͅc̣̩͜ͅi̥̤̦̹͈al̯̮̟ ͍͚͖̬̞͡-̢ ͕̤̪̺̜͈̬w͙̪̝̤͎̻̮͜a͘i͍͉̫̮ţ͉̰̲̠̞̫,̫̤͖̼̣͔͖͘ ̴Y̮̭̯̯͉̱ǪͅU͚̙ͅ?͎̖̜̹ͅ ̩̣̜͓̝̻̥W͍h̗̳a̡͇t̢ ͓͖̭̘͠a̼͚r̬̭̞͞e̬͇͝ ͡Y̤͖͍̲̖̮O͙̻̩̲̥U̪̩͓͔͎̮̕ ̫̲̞̳ḑ͍̫͈͔̺̻o̩̠̲͉͖̥̕i͠n̖͇̮͕̩͖̰g̷͓͚̮̫ͅ ̵͎̹ẖ̦e̯̪̫̼̤͍r͔͎̥͠e͇̻͙̻̝͝?̭̤̼͇̖̀ ̙̮̝͖̟͟Y̷̩̺͎̪̙̪o̝͚͚̼͝u͔̟̭̼̤̜'̫̘r̫̰͡e̼̱̻̜ ̸͉̣̳͍̫ͅǹ͔̜̠̰̪͎o̷̰̲̹͔͇̪ͅt̪̘̜̹ ̯s̩̱̟ụ̢p͏̪̙p̧̻̖̼̗̯̤̭o̙͈s̸̙̺̠̳̖̜e͓̟̙d ̜̭̫̦͔t͖ó̟ E̼̘͓̲̬͉̮X̧͇̤̳͇Ì͍S̻̻̗̰͇͓T̛ ͙̟̹̘̮̹ͅh̛̼e̘̹͔̯̮̫̟re͍ͅ! Go҉̠̬̩͎̙̱̻ ̜b̙͉̙̲̻͙̰a͓͟c̯̕k ̮̖̮̲͘t̘̞̕o ̸̫̗̫̼͈y̸͇̦o͕ṵ͉̣̱̬r̮̱̮̙̜ ç͙̮͕͍͚u̵ll͢ͅe̪͠d҉͓ ͕͎̜̠̕e̶̗͎̘̲̩x̖͚͓̟̮c̟̖u̬͈̜͙͕̕ș͉e ͉͇͜o͇̻̙̳f̗͍̖͈̗̘̹ ͕ͅa̯̞̬ ̹̖̜̟r̢̤͎e̴̹̟̪̪̳̫̮g̵̮̗i̶̟̟̞̳̦o̻̰n̪̕!͏̩̫̝̖ͅ

-He is startled enough not to attack-

Gudrunn: Not now I'm trying not to die

Edited by Umbramatic on Jan 5th 2020 at 10:08:37 AM

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