Turffield Stadium Entrance Room, After Kim's Battle, Pre-AFD

Me: I'd say it's really cool! So this is what Scorbunny evolves into.

Distortion World, past

Channah: -watching Hazel approach the light- Don't they say not to walk towards the light?

Old Ruins, past

Rockstar: <Huh. Bairns n thur newfangled technology.>

Kamon: -to Gale- I've got this! -pulls out a [Ra'as al Ghul] costume from somewhere on his person- Oh wait, that has a tear. Or I have this - -pulls out an Arachna-Guy costume- I found this in my backpack on April Fools' Day, funny story -

Rockstar: <A hink she means something thit actually works.>

Kamon: What was that, Rockie?

Hammerlocke, today

Channah: Looks interesting. Now this is the last gym?

Hammerlocke

-To Channah-

Yeah, except instead of going in a circle we'll be travelling in more of a bow tie.

Hammerlocke

Channah: I don't think I've ever done so much backtracking in a region. Even in Johto.

Hammerlocke

-To Channah-

You're telling me.

-Reclining back-

But basically all of Galar's really out there stuff starts at this leg of the journey.

Hammerlocke

Channah: Cool. Although honestly it's gonna be hard to uh, top these shithouse sports uniforms.

Hammerlocke

-Scratches head-

Really? They seem kinda generic to me, besides what the Gym Leaders get to wear.

-Shrugs-

I was talking more about the locations anyway.

Hammerlocke

Channah: Yeah I was exaggerating how shitty they are for a bad joke. Although they are horrible. Anyway, I'm hyped for whatever's got you hyped.

Jack: -happy dance- <I am too! Even though I've lived here all my life!>

Very early in the morning...

-Talking via video conference while everyone else is asleep-

...So yeah, we're probably heading out to Stow-on-Side sometime within the next week or so. But now I've got something to ask you Muddy.

Muddy: -Confused- <Yeah?>

-Thinking pose-

You know, I ran into a very interesting mon the night of the wedding after I sent you all back to PEFE HQ. Cam, the Drizzile I mentioned? He has an Aura very similar to yours, which was why I decided I'd catch him immediately, and I'm wondering how that might've happened. I would've asked you long before, but this is the first time I've really gotten the chance since    time zones    means it's a bit hard to catch you in the Dream World. Also I figured it would be best if we talked this out while the party's still sleeping and I've around them 24/7.

Muddy: -Head fins twitching- <Uh.... the only thing I can maybe think of is....>

-Beat-

<Well, back when we were hiding from Mobius at the HQ I vaguely remember eating a bunch of overripe Berries with an Inteleon and waking up together, but the following day they were sent away to Galar so I never saw them again. Didn't think we did anything, but I guess we did since Cam exists.>

-Headtilt-

<You didn't tell him I was his father though, Tagg?>

-Shrugs-

I figured it's better you tell him than me, in the greater scheme of things I'm not sure if he cares that much about who his father is, but I don't think it should be left unsaid. There's also the possibility that he might become a little too driven to follow in your footsteps after hearing about your feats, so that was another reason.

Muddy: <All this convolution... Anyway, we'll have that conversation when the time's right, when he's his own mon.>

Edited by rmctagg09 on Apr 27th 2020 at 4:13:53 AM

Turffield, Farmer Beckett's Car

Beck, Tommy, and crew walk toward a truck. Beside them is an elderly man with a small herd of fluffy, cuddly, happy wooloo next to him. They have first prize bows. A drizzile stands beside him.

Tommy: I'm kind of surprised that you call them trucks.

Beck: It's not a lorry. Perhaps I can tell you about it on the way home. Anyway, mates, meet my dad. Hogarth Beckett. His herd just won first prize at the Turffield Livestock Fair.

Tommy: Hello, sir.

Hogarth gives Tommy a handshake.

Farmer Beckett: Well met.

Beck: And likewise, my first pokémon, Sutcliffe. She lived with me mum and dad for a few years now.

Farmer Beckett: Sterling, would you be stayin' a home or are ya gonna lay about at the fancy airship you parked outside a town.

Beck: Airship, dad.

Farmer Beckett: And since when did you have a gurdurr?

“I- um, hi! I’m Clara, and- (Wait, no! They’re gonna think I’m a mimic or something!) I- I mean, uh... gur?”

Clara, suddenly intimidated by the old man’s question, spouted out a string of Common Conkeldurr-sounding gibberish, seemingly trying to act natural despite, you know, the trainer sash she’s wearing.

Turffield

Tommy: Oh boy.

Farmer Beckett: Did that gurdurr just talk?

Beck: Dad, I can explain.

Farmer Beckett: Did you give 'em a speech thing like the one your bug has? Geez, those think tank folks can do anything. Hop on lads, we're goin' to Wedgehurst.

Clara hopped into a back seat, feeling awkward.

“(Sigh... I’m probably gonna sound like a huge weirdo for explaining this, but...) Sorry about earlier. I’m Clara, I’m from Unova and I learnt to speak English on my own accord. What you’re hearing is my real voice.”

She briefly pondered the prospect of this group of humans possibly knowing how to translate Common Conkeldurr, then scratched it out as ridiculous.

Turffield

Farmer Beckett: Fancy that. An actual talking gurdurr.

Beck: I stopped asking questions the moment I found out that Dr. Tagg's apprentice split themselves into four. What I'm tryin' to say, dad, is that Clara being capable of speaking Galarian isn't the weirdest thing I've seen in months.

Farmer Beckett: Well, if ye ain't gonna spook the flock, you're good by my book.

Tommy and Sutcliffe sat beside Clara while Farmer Beckett sat shotgun. Beck started the truck and drove off.

Edited by MasterJayAM on Apr 28th 2020 at 1:46:18 AM

Silas nodded, "Make it quick, we'd like to begin soon."

Roxy smirked and let Upton work, she made some motions to Tae and Snakeye, before heading off to inspect the rest of the manor. Plenty of old rooms, sadly a few of the mattresses were rotted, that'd be fun to replace.

Then again, Silas was loaded, not a big deal.

Distortion World

Medea: Ohoho, is that light friend or foe?

Huguinn: ...Please don't rhyme.

Hammerlocke Entrance

Petra: -to Tagg- <Please be doing it now!>

Metropolis Of Vanity

-The Blob screeches and dissolves-

-Music continues coming from the center of the city-

Motostoke Gym Entrance

-Jared is here-

Jared: Well, Baby-O, it's not exactly mai-thais and yatzee out here but... let's do it!

-he goes in-

Hammerlocke Gym Entrance, past

-Taking out a device and beaming it at the lock-

Shouldn't take us too long.

Metropolis of Vanity

-As the Blob is destroyed-

It's probably safe to assume that the Palace Ruler is at the center.

Wild Area, Lake of Outrage

-Milling around-

Sure is foggy today...

Edited by rmctagg09 on Apr 27th 2020 at 5:57:04 AM

Vain Metro

Anthem: <Phew. There we go. Let's go guys we've got a Treasure to grab!>

The Ruins

-Gale gives a bit of a salute, steps into the shadows and vanishes-

Nightingale Hall, Indeterminate Region

-And she emerges from the shadows here. The abrupt arrival causes the pair of Pokemon just kind of hanging out here to tense up before they notice who it is-

Karliah: <Oh, hello.>

Where's the armor stones?

-There's a moment of silence as the two Pokemon just kinda look at each other confused-

Brynjolf: <What, is that how Corvi's evolve?>

Karliah: <No that happens naturally. Besides if it was you'd more likely find them in Galar.>

Stop being coy, I need the Nightingale armor. Weapons too if you've got them.

Brynjolf: <I'm not sure you noticed but we don't really use armor lass.>

Karliah: <Natural camouflage, natural weapons. Don't need equipment.>

-Gale lets out a frustrated sigh-

Is there a bunch of vaguely box-shaped stones with Noc's symbol on them here?

Brynjolf: <Oh those?>

Yes those, where are they?

Karliah: <Aww, I was going to keep stringing her along... They're in the alcove near the ritual chamber.>

-With an exasperated eyeroll, Gale quickly scurries along to the aforementioned alcove-

“...You know, I’ve heard quite a few people outside Unova that say my kind are stupid brutes... I don’t think that’s true. Do you think that? I mean, I’d like to think we’re about on the same level of intelligence as you humans...”

Clara opened a browser on her Rotomphone and read over a particular article she’d found on a journalism site.

The Road to Wedgehurst

Tommy: I am aware. Apparently, Conkeldurrs taught humankind the secrets to concrete.

Beck: Which the [Romans] put to good use. They built roads everywhere... which they used to help their armies march around to conquer places like Galar and Kalos.

Farmer Beckett: What have the [Romans] done for us?

Beck: Nothing that didn't come at a heinous price.

Beat.

Beck: But if it wasn't for the gift of concrete, we couldn't have modern construction as we know it.

Edited by MasterJayAM on Jan 12th 2021 at 6:17:07 PM

Lake of Outrage

-As I continue fishing in the fog-

Dreepy: -Looking over- <Interesting weather lately, isn't it?>

I'd say.

Hitodama: -Looks slightly perturbed by the interloper-

Dreepy: -Wistfully- <I remember when this was all one big sea, before I was in this form.>

-Uncommitted-

That so?

Dreepy: <Would like to see more of the world, personally.>

Then you've come to the right place.

Hitodama: -Lighting up- <Yes, a battle!>

A couple minutes later

-Walks back to Hammerlocke, an Ultra Ball in my hand-

Welcome to the team, Diplo.

Edited by rmctagg09 on Apr 27th 2020 at 12:01:51 PM

"...and my mum, and her father before her, built my house in Coconuro out of just concrete and roofing Dhelmise... could you take a look at this article I found?"

Clara leaned over to show Tommy a derisive article on The Missing No, regarding Timburr and kin.

Logan: -pinching the bridge of their nose- ...Vee was supposed to be here for this part.

Addie: <Hm...>

-she regards the odd growl drifting through the door with an almost clinical air-

<Go on ahead, I'll try and handle it.>

-Logan leaves her to it, settling in one of the greenery-engulfed alcoves within the Center-

-clicks open Pollen's Pokéball-

-its occupant sees who it is, and her expression falls somehow further-

Logan: Pollen—

-she doesn't interrupt them-

Logan: -starting again- ...Pollen,

good job. The team wouldn't've won without that fight at the end.

Pollen: -hollow- <...you don't even like battling.>

Logan: But I can tell when it's done well!

-tired breaths, in and out-

Pollen: -flicking chitin- <Look, you can save the lecture, okay? I know when I've done bad.>

Logan: ...why not start with how you're feeling, first? We can sort out the rights and wrongs of it after.

-Addie scampers in, unaccompanied—the room gains a Light Screen's worth of insulation-

Pollen: -...-

-tremble-

-she lets out a frustrated scream—-

Distortion World - The Void

-Logan likewise lingers, looking lightward-

-Byleth is here as well, somewhere along the line having reclassed changed into strangely quiet black cloths, Rufflet staring silently from her arm-

-she nods to Petra, eyeing the device with focused interest-

-Abilene does a half-poor job of avoiding preening under the attention-

-the Flunky^tm does a much worse job avoiding terror in the hindbrain-

Flunky: -to Sylvestra- Th-they're nothin'! Just some ordinary apples—

Abilene: -stroking one- They're specimens I've desired for some time now.

Flunky: They don't mean nothin', got it?

Abilene: Easy. The way you're acting, it's almost as though they're poisoned.

-headtilt- Not poisoned, are they?

Flunky: What? N-no!

Abilene: -holding one up- Will they take poison?

Flunky: ...I

-flummoxed- I suppose…?

-remembering himself- I-I mean, yeah! Better than any, uh, ordinary apples this side of the [unnamed river]!

Abilene: Mm.

Flunky: …

...I don't suppose the matter of payment…?

-looks like someone's setting up for a concert-

-crowd's already started gathering-

Suiko: -lurking in a corner- …

The road to Wedgehurst

Tommy: Yeah, that's fake news. We've had several articles on our magazine from the 1990s that postulated that Conkeldurr had quite sophisticated intelligence. I think my boss wrote a takedown of similar articles a month ago.

Gimbal: Like, you wouldn't believe what goes viral these days.

Beck: Go figure. I thought PEFE already laid the "dumbass pokémon" meme to rest. Sounds like something that a Pokefutures front would say.

Farmer Beckett: Oh, God. Not them.

Edited by MasterJayAM on Jan 12th 2021 at 6:17:45 PM

Schroedinger's Venue which is actually [Royal Court Theatre], Hulbury

-Welcome to the concert kid-

-We got warmups going on backstage-

-Liz tunes her ukuleles.-

-Christina alternates between voice exercises and drinking tea-

-Olivia is your freestyle dance teacher-

-And Gabrielle is playing That Song.-