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Des tried to keep up with Nightingale.
"Yeah, try 20 min. with me covering your ass!"
He fires on some of the drones that just emerged.
"You've heard of big iron, but have you heard of BIG IRON?"
Des hics and again and looks a little pensive.
"Y-yeah...anyways. Happy Critmash."
He wanders off to drown his depression in more boozahol.
Sensing that maybe the raid is over, Des is brewing tea and making hot chocolates. Pria is there helping him.
<So...how come you didn't-.>
Lita gets the invite.
Lita: "Dad! Dad!"
She rushes over to where Des is at.
Lita: "Look! Isn't it romantic?"
Des: "...-stares into space."
Des: -heavy sigh- "Yeah, I guess..."
-The sniper finishes reloading.-
-...just in time to get knocked over by Pent flying into him.-
-He bolts up and takes aim at Pent.-
Sniper: "This ain't your fight, lad. Buzz off before you get one between the eyes."
Edited by redneckphoenix on Jan 10th 2020 at 8:35:42 AM
Amanita: Pef! Can you get your snakes under control!
PEFE!Every: I don't control them! I'm not some kind of trainer!
Amanita: Are you telling me that if I'd pressured you into finishing that Gym challenge, we might survive today?
PEFE!Every: I don't like to speculate!
Revy: Do you all usually talk so much during fights? This must be why you never succeeded in getting my oath fulfilled.
I'll remedy that later. Sweep them aside.
-the Serpent raises its tail-
-PEFE!Every sprints out in front of it-
Amanita: Pef, wait, there's—
-yeah, that's over the Toxic Spikes-
Revy: (wincing) You're taking this a bit dramatically, aren't you?
PEFE!Every: (apparently ignoring the spikes in her feet) Nadia! Felicity! Diego! Erasmus! You have to know better than what you're doing!
Erasmus: <Well, to be fair, I know better than most of what we do.>
Diego: <Is now the time for snark?>
Erasmus: <When isn't?>
Brie: (barely audible from the other side of the Hurricane) Every! Whatever you're doing! Try and pick it up!
Revy: Come on, Pef. Really thought you'd stick with me here.
-PEFE!Every stares at him-
Revy: Ah well. Can't win 'em all. Get rid of her.
PEFE!Every: Please! I know this must be confusing, but you aren't going to hurt me, right?
Nadia: <I don't want to.>
Kin Dunsparce #2, #9, and #8: <But we're not so picky.>
-and the Serpent bats PEFE!Every aside-
-and lunges for Amanita-
-only to be knocked to one side by Atlantis-
Amanita: Shit. Thanks!
Atlantis: <I'm honestly a little late!>
Amanita: Saying too much there!
Brie: Atlantis, keep Every safe! Amanita, we need to fight!
Revy: (stalking forwards, now that the Hurricane's gone) You need to pay more attention to the real threats.
Brie: Rest assured that I can multitask!
-she sends out Calamity, who jolts themself forward at Revy's face, but he just bends backwards out of the way, somehow still balanced with his body almost parallel to the ground. As he jerks back upright, he reaches out with a hand-
-and a stream of vines, thorny and snakelike, burst from the ground around Brie, lifting her into the air and sending her flying-
Revy: ...That's new.
-of course, sending Brie flying is a bit of a pointless exercise. Midair, she lets out Halcyon, hovering fifty feet up and retaliating with an Ice Beam that Revy easily evades-
Revy: Oh look. This is getting interesting.
Amanita: Brie! Hold tight, I'll back you up—
Elysium: -canters into view, Aromatherapy still billowing from the tips of his horns- <Will you?>
-Amanita glances the other way, to see Hygieia hopping over, the Aromatherapy drifting around her-
Hygieia: <Really, you shouldn't leave Toxic Spikes lying around.>
Amanita: ...Oh boy.
-hey, don't editorialize!-
Me: Thank you. Now, turn to page 10829 in your History Textbooks. Today's lesson is on "The Ghost Lord of Ransei".
(Kim suddenly notices a huge history textbook underneath her desk and opens it to the page in question.)
Kim: (thinking) My god... this thing is huge...
Me: Well, it wouldn't be so big if history weren't being made each day...
-Ian chuckles to himself at the little joke he made.-
Me: Now. Any questions before we begin?
-there's one more battle to discuss, though-
-at some point in every person's lives-
-yes, every person. You may be reading this right now and thinking "oh, it can't be every person, nothing's that universal" but this is! Really!-
-at some point in every person's lives, they're going to be in the middle of something, just a bit too late to really back out gracefully, and they're going to wonder "Hmm. Maybe this was a bad idea."-
-see? Told you it would apply to you-
-before we continue, try and think back to one of those moments. Do you have something in mind? Good. It will help frame things for you-
-Ever's threshold for that point is rather higher than average. They're quite good at getting out of scrapes, and furthermore they live their life without a great deal of applied thought-
-but in their current situation, clinging desperately to a bird who hates them, being carried through a dense forest at well over the speeds permitted in car races, and with none of the protection afforded to their ride, they're finally reaching that moment-
Hmm. Maybe this was a bad idea.
Baccarat: -casually flying Ever through some tree branches- <So, I wrote another song. Brie was complaining about me not having any earlier. She's not here, though, so do you want me to sing it?>
Ever: (weakly) I'll pass.
Baccarat: <Yeah, figured you might say that.>
Ever: Don't suppose I could— -thwack- make any other requests?
Baccarat: <Make them, by all means.>
Ever: Hold still for just a second.
-Baccarat takes that as exactly the warning it is, and climbs, as machinegun ice pellets whiz by her and Ever-
Baccarat: <That might have been more effective if you hadn't given the warning.>
Ever: Just needed you north of the treeline and not moving.
-and Nitro bursts up from the trees. One hand is spraying a jet of ice, propelling her upwards, the other clutching a chain bound to a tree, turning her rise into an arc-
Ever: Someone's been watching Avatar.
-Nitro snaps the chain free, sending a shockwave of energy up it as she swings it around her, down towards Baccarat-
-and the chain morphs midflight, dozens of blades of ice rain down on Ever and Baccarat-
Baccarat: <Never fear, I'll save you from your own mon.>
Ever: Doesn't look to me like you have many options.
-and a burst of aura emanates from her, the icicles turned aside and shattered-
-and Ever released, falling about twenty feet before Nitro can catch them, firing down a burst of ice that explodes into a comfy snow poff, leaving Ever to land in the canopy-
Baccarat: <Oh. You're being cute.>
Kim: "None, thank you."
Baccarat: (to Nitro) <So. You're falling. Did you plan on that?>
Nitro: <As a matter of fact, yes!>
-she sends more plumes of ice from her hands, and her fall turns into a plunge, spearing down towards Baccarat-
-and Baccarat simply zips to the side-
Baccarat: <Okay, but did you actually?>
-she points as she falls, and a wall of ice forms in front of her. She lands on it, and it detonates into sparkling shards, giving her a double jump as she tries again-
-and is evaded just as easily-
Baccarat: <This is barely even fun.>
Nitro: <We'll see what's fun!>
-another walljump, another casual shift leaving Nitro missing by inches-
Baccarat: <I'm sort of reminded of those movies? You know, the ones where a complete amateur is dueling someone, and they just sort of embarrass them? Because it really feels like that's what's happening? I mean, come on. Aren't Froslass supposed to be fast?>
-she dodges another Headbutt, humming cheerily-
<Body like a back road, driving with my eyes closed, I know every curve like the back of my hand~ Doin' 15 in a 30, I ain't in no hurry, I'mma take it slow, just as fast as I can~>
Nitro: <Why—> -miss- <—are—> -miss- <—you—> -miss- <—singing—> -miss- <—that—> <—song?!>
Baccarat: <I mean, I guess it's a bit topical, but more to the point, who knows why songs get stuck in your head? Anyway, you're hardly giving me something more interesting to think about.>
Nitro: <Think about this!>
-and with her next jump, she divides into three copies, each barely visible in the storm of diamond dust-
-each one sends out its own chain of ice, and they link up, pulling themselves towards Baccarat, each conjuring up their own long rapier of ice-
Baccarat: <Well, okay, I guess.>
-and she parries all three Nitros simultaneously, still not even looking-
-the third is sent flying away, tumbling through the air-
Baccarat: <There you are.>
-she waves her wings-
-water collects at the tip of the feathers-
Baccarat: <Well, that's new.>
-and fires out in a thin line, hitting Nitro hard enough that the ice making up her body shatters and chips, blasting her out of the sky and down into the canopy next to Ever-
Nitro: (groans) <Just a scratch...>
-she tries to stand, but her arm crumbles underneath her, and she slides back to a hunch-
Baccarat: <Are we done? I mean, not to harp on it, but you may notice that I'm completely unharmed.>
Ever: Nitro. You did a good job. Don't get yourself hurt.
Nitro: <I've still got one more performance to close out this show.>
-she points with her remaining arm-
-and every single particle of diamond dust moves at once, coalescing into spears like a magician's box-
-and the spears are melted away harmlessly-
Baccarat: <Aaaand this has officially become uninteresting.>
Baccarat: <Don't feel bad. Nobody but me has infinite tricks up their sleeve.>
-Nitro just looks down-
-and Nitro's blasted down from her tree, trailing snow like blood-
Baccarat: <Right, your turn next.>
Edited by memyselfandI2 on Jan 10th 2020 at 6:08:34 AM
You made it my fight the moment you picked up that gun, sorry!
-He smirks as Booster tries to swing around for another hit and Pent slips a pen from his pocket-
I don't take kindly to people killing people is what I'm saying.
-Pent's gone wandering by himself to ponder gifts-
Baccarat: <Oh? That'll be interesting.>
-she swoops down, picking Ever up again, and heads skyward-
Baccarat: <You know, Ever.>
-and then dives towards the beach-
<If you wanted to land, you could have just said so.>
-and spikes Ever into the sand-
-Ever just sort of lays there, stunned-
Baccarat: <We're here, anyway.>
-she flutters down, hovering over Ever's head-
Baccarat: <Really brings back old times, doesn't it? You, me, tropical locations, and some good old-fashioned homicide.>
Ever: That was always more Brie's thing.
Baccarat: <Yeah, that bugs me too, honestly. I'd really rather she be here.>
Ever: You know, that's a common opinion.
Baccarat: <I can only imagine. Well, this has been truly fun.>
Ever: Has it?
Baccarat: <...No, honestly.>
<Ah well, I'll talk it over with my therapist. Bye now.>
Me: Evelyn, any questions?
Evelyn: None whatsoever.
Me: That's good to hear. Now, let's begin...
Over 600 years ago, The Ransei Region was home to 17 different kingdoms, each of a different Pok駑on type. At that time, a man named Joseph Nox, born of a place called Shakedrake Island whose people had been wiped out by a plague, traveled to Ransei, preaching his religion, Giratinism, to anyone who would listen.
-Ever's head gently rolls away-
Baccarat: <That sure was anticlimactic.>
-it then winks at her-
-as the rest of Ever dissolves into snow-
-and Nitro pops out of the beach, the sand freezing as she does-
-she doesn't look amazing, no. She's still missing bits, and she doesn't seem to have put them fully back together yet-
Nitro: <Did you like my death scene? I thought it might have been a little overblown, but you seemed to buy it, soooo...>
-but there she is, not dead or unconscious-
Nitro: <So. Am I the greatest artist alive, or am I the greatest artist alive?>
Baccarat: <....I'm going to eviscerate you.>
Nitro: <Good luck! This whole body's for show, basically.>
-Baccarat lunges in, scooping up Nitro by what might be the throat? It's kinda hard to tell, on a Froslass-
Baccarat: (hissing) <Where is your trainer, you annoying little brat?>
Nitro: (not seeming bothered) <Oh, they're—>
Ever: I'm here.
-they trudge out of the forest-
Ever: Swapped out with a Substitute while you were slapfighting Nitro. Come on, Bac. Luck's no match for skill, and they both have a hard race to run against enough misdirection to signpost a roundabout in Galar.
Nitro: (solemnly) <Art is deception.>
Ever: Look. You're basically cornered. You have no environment to use, you have nothing to redirect. And honestly? You're not that lucky, or you'd have finished this already.
Baccarat: <Want to bet?>
-her eyes glow blue-
-Ever glances at the Sea of Kyogre right next to them-
-they gulp, and recall Nitro-
-and Ever is sucked out to sea-
-Baccarat takes off, flying above the water as she watches Ever struggle against the waves-
Baccarat: <You should really learn to swim.>
Baccarat: <Yes, yes, I definitely believe that I could safely leave you here.>
<...Not my best finishing line.>
Baccarat: <Ah well. That should make up for it.>
Kim: (furiously writes all of this down in her notebook)
-fire rains down-
-none of these words accurately assess what just happened, but they sure are evocative, aren't they?-
-firstly, of course, it's not fire, nor is it Fire. No Flame Plate is held, the damage being dealt is purely Normal-type. This is lucky, for Baccarat, given as she's shooting into the ocean, not that a piddling little thing like type advantage will much interfere with Judgement. Baccarat is not surprised by this. She's always lucky.-
-secondly, it's not raining. Rain implies a natural motion, driven by weight and release. The verb most appropriate here is smiting.-
-finally, even "down" is rather misleading. "Down" exists with respect to gravity, and this attack most certainly doesn't-
-but, on the other hand "Beams of raw divine fury carve out segments of reality along directional vectors two hundred feet long and a foot wide" just doesn't carry the same verve-
-or perhaps it does-
-you're free to make your own calls-
-whatever happens, it happens surprisingly quietly. The sound is mostly in the aftermath, as water and air rush to replace the chunks of the world that were just removed, and for a brief few seconds, the surface of a small patch of the Sea of Kyogre is home to one of the most powerful storms ever recorded, the kind of thing where a Dive bubble would shatter under the force, as would any living thing involved-
-Baccarat watches all this happen with cool detachment. She's lucky, sure, but turning your back on a Memito before you know it's dead is just silly-
-the waters return to calm, and Baccarat continues watching them-
-until a few bubbles float to the newly-still surface, popping silently as they meet the air-
Baccarat: (dismissively) <Hm.>
-The sniper hits a button on his gun.-
-Out of his belt, two pok饕alls fall. Each bursts and releases an Inteleon.-
Sniper: "I only ever carry one clip. Usually, they're warning shots to start the hunt for these two."
-Each Inteleon looses a Snipe Shot. One goes at Pent, and one goes at...-
-Hey, where'd Tanten go?-
-A bulky brown-and-pink fist plows into one of the Inteleon, flinging him to another rooftop.-
Gerald: <Hunting season's over, compadre.>
-Tanten floats down behind Gerald, carried by Langston and Laren.-
Tanten: "And I don't particularly care for being killed."
Sniper: "What a shame. Our interests seem to clash."
-And he charges at Tanten with a knife.-
Edited by redneckphoenix on Jan 10th 2020 at 9:25:58 AM
Evelyn: (writes everything down in her notebook at her own pace)
Me: Three years after his arrival in Ransei, Joseph Nox then joins the militia of the Ghost-type kingdom, Spectra, and he quickly worked his way up the chain of command. Eventually, he wore the kind of armor Mitsuhide, the warlord of the Ice-type kingdom, Nixtorm, wore. In that selfsame year, he had taken on the name Umbra, meaning "shade", and met with a lady named "Duolis", whom he fell in love with the year after they met, and married the year after that.
Edited by AnimeboyIanpower on Jan 10th 2020 at 9:32:11 AM
Kim: (writes all this down in her notebook, then writes:)
GIRATINISM? MIGHT HAVE TO LOOK INTO THAT MORE ONE DAY...
-Midna exits Shaun's body long enough to grab a strange stone, palming it before slipping it into Shaun's pocket.-
-Kaiiseii watches with idle fascination as a patch of his Z-Power ring becomes darker and bulkier, a strange red glow to the stone.-
Kaiiseii: "...wrong timeline, right? The world'll still be here in fourty years. Must be after effects from the sky."
-Misaki picks one up.-
Misaki: "Hal's gonna be happy."
-Cereza gathers a few stones up, knowing exactly what they are.-
Me: In the year after Umbra and Duolis got married, Umbra met with his god, Giratina, who enhanced his powers of Ghost Obscura and granted him powers over the Distortion World through the use of food cards.
-Pent is quick to put up a basic flat plane of construct-matter to defend against the Snipe Shot. It does deflect the hit of water but splinters in the process, Pent gets cut by a few small shards before the 'shield' dissipates back into Obscuric motes-
Okay so the lizard-gun finger twi-...
-He shakes his head-
Finger-gun lizard twinks are new.
-Following behind Langston and Laren is Monos the Trevenant being carried by a Braviary that needed to formchange quickly and ended up with Ditto Face-
Shift: <Made a bad call on the Protect cycle yeah?>
Monos: <Regardless, we are here to help>
I think this assassin's having a bad time.
-A skull (pretty human-like today) manifests over Pent's shoulders-
Would you kindly stand down?
(Kim writes this all down)
Evelyn: (Also writes everything down)
Me: After his meeting with Giratina, Umbra met up with the then-Warlord of the Ghost-type kingdom, Spectra, No.
(Kim writes all this down, then adds:)
WHAT KIND OF A NAME IS "NO"?
Me: No then explained to Umbra how the kingdom of Spectra needed a new leader once she stepped down, and decided that Umbra would be the best person for the job. When Umbra accepted, he began to glow, and once the light died down, he wore a suit of Warlord's Armor styled after Giratina...
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