Fwomph
The 1906
Hm? Oh no I'm... I'm fine just a little lost in some memories.
-She put on a brave smile and leaned back in her seat-
Me and time have a weird history.
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Just got an invite for a wedding. I've got a +1 space if you didn't get an invite.
Just got an invite for a wedding. Checking who else is invited so I know who might need my +1.
The Wall
-The shadows shift-
-The room's dark enough that the Nightingale doesn't really need a shrouded corner to manifest. The effect is a little weird, like she simply stepped out of thin air while casually sipping on a cup of tea (over her helmet. Somehow)-
Hello, we're the Aurabolts. And I'm giving you one chance to stand down before I show you a bad time.
-Nightingale 'finishes off' the cup of tea and tosses it aside where it dissolves into a puff of obscuric smoke-
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
Some Rando
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CC: I did get an invite - maybe there's someone else you'd like to bring along? Someone I feel I should meet sometime? A certain someone named after the moon?
Dunsparce Cloud
Glimwood Tangle
Mix: <Ooh. Yache.>
-he nibbles a berry-
<You're very good at this. :3>
Ever: (idly) Well. That settles it, right, Megan? She says she's fine. As we all know, when someone says they're fine, they're fine. Nobody's ever lied about something so simple and easy to share.
-they haven't turned their head, but their eyes are locked on Megan-
Right?
Just: <Well, if I remember my failed intro psych class, nobody's ever lied about anything ever.>
Ever: What is with my Fire-types? This takes "spark of knowledge" in entirely the wrong direction.
-...-
Misery: <Heh. Yes. That tracks.>
-floating along next to Logan, she returns to the others-
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
Not A Lawyer
Pyrite Town, Faction Offices
-Alice sees the text with the invite list, smiles, and looks up from her phone at Lissa.-
Alice: Lissa, how do you feel about space?
Lissa: What?
Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.
The 1906
Ewan: ~I understand, Ms. Knight. Let the mistress or I know of anything you might need.~
Theodora: Oh, Gale. You appear to be in luck. Apparently this gauntlet was one of father's earlier inventions. It's some sort of harvesting device that could be used to extract plants from the roots up. Convenient.
Ewan: ~Indeed, madam.~
Theodora: I mean it could be worse. We could end up with a device that turns talkative crime fighters into chaff.
Priest of the Temple of Syrinx
The Wild Area
(Geddy pauses.)
Geddy: <Excuse me... what exactly do you mean by “channel it”? How do I do that?>
Hi, I’m oghond, and I’m a Rushaholic. Sorry if I annoy you unintentionally. 😅
Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
Wild Area
Oshawittle: <What's not to get? You focus your energy and let it surround you. It's like jumping off a diving board into a swimming pool.>
♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...
Priest of the Temple of Syrinx
The Wild Area
Geddy: <Ah. Okay, then.>
(Geddy focuses, and mere seconds later, water engulfs him.)
Hi, I’m oghond, and I’m a Rushaholic. Sorry if I annoy you unintentionally. 😅
Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
Wild Area
Oshawittle: <Now you're getting it, Geddy!>
Edited by AnimeboyIanpower on Aug 31st 2020 at 7:07:52 AM
♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...
Priest of the Temple of Syrinx
The Wild Area
Geddy: (blushes) <Thanks. So... now what do I have to do?>
Hi, I’m oghond, and I’m a Rushaholic. Sorry if I annoy you unintentionally. 😅
Fwomph
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The 1906
Oh wonderful. A little bit overengineered as gardening tools go but deeply useful for our purposes.
-She realizes something-
And here I am without a terracotta pot.
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
Wild Area
Oshawittle: <Now all you gotta do is THROW YOUR WEIGHT AROUND!!>
-Oshawittle lunges at a nearby rock, slamming his head into it.-
♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...
Some Rando
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From: Colton Rever
Anyways Here's Darude Sandstorm
The Wall
Stranger looked over the pair of Ultra Beasts.
Maybe I should have kept my Snag Gun...
His goggles shifted from green to red as he loaded a rubber slug into one of his launchers.
"Let's face it, we know this will devolve into a brawl..."
He fired the slug at Zugolsky.
"Stand at the ready Doug. Focus the big bug."
Somewhere
Des got the wedding invite.
"...eeeeeee!"
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Meet The New Boss
Ersatz
Justice: Let's go then!
-they and Jigsaw head there-
New Circhester 1
Merlin: If I sad any more someone would surely beat me to a pulp!
Fou: <That someone will be me in five seconds if you don't lay off the puns.>
Metropolis Of Vanity
-the scan gets this:-
-She immediately goes for a Quiver Dance-
Edited by Umbramatic on Aug 31st 2020 at 8:08:39 AM
Contact Me!
Priest of the Temple of Syrinx
The Wild Area
Geddy: (blue) <So... like this?>
(He rams into a nearby rock, smashing it to bits and alerting the rest of Kim’s Pokemon.)
Kaylan: <Huh?>
Elton: <What was that?>
Hi, I’m oghond, and I’m a Rushaholic. Sorry if I annoy you unintentionally. 😅
Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
Wild Area
-Oshawittle claps his paws for Geddy.-
Oshawittle: <That's the ticket!>
♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...
Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
Edited by AnimeboyIanpower on Aug 31st 2020 at 8:18:33 AM
♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...
The Wanderer
Glimwood Tangle
-Ducking under a low-hanging branch-
Okay, I sensed that Rapidash not too far away from here.
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
like christ, but with more nails
It's been 84 years...
Glimwood Tangle
Channah: -glancing dubiously at mushrooms- Here, pony pony...
Edited by Metanoia on Aug 31st 2020 at 8:49:46 AM
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.
Fwomph
Dance Floor Danger
-Rakash nods to himself and takes a breath-
Water and Fairy. Best bets are Poison, Grass and Electric and avoid Dragon!
Anthem: <Is Normal okay!?>
Regular effectiveness, it's alright.
-Anthem shoots what is probably an analogue for a thumbs-up before ordering Eris to get into the fight-
Circhester Street
Okay I get it. Do you have any useful information or is it just puns?
Indatha Wetlands
-Presumably once everyone's boarded the makeshift airship it slowly takes off. It's a surprisingly smooth flight, owing mostly to it being a calm day in terms of weather. Gale's decided to stay inside the shack part of the airship and amuse herself with assorted illusions and constructs-
-It doesn't take long for the airship to crest above the cloud layer, revealing the city of Skysail: The entire city is carried aloft on many large hot air balloons. Each individual building roughly has it's own balloon and each building is connected with walkways of wood and rope. The city is in motion, whether with the slight shifts of the buoyancy of each airship-building, the people running back and forth across each handrailed bridgeway or parts of the city detaching so they can relocate elsewhere in the mass-
Skysail Freebooter: There she is. It's a bit ramshackle but I can't see myself living free anywhere else.
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Yeah...
I wouldn't be surprised if she's been appointed to catering already.
Maggie: "Okay... Keeping an eye out then..."
Scouter the Watchog is likewise watching out for the Ex-Rapidash
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
Priest of the Temple of Syrinx
The Wild Area
(The rest of Kim's Pokemon suddenly realize what has happened and run up to Geddy in happiness.)
Elton: <Did you just learn Aqua Jet?!>
Geddy: (smiles) <Well... yes.>
Kaylan: <That's so awesome!>
Elton: <Congratulations!>
Geddy: <Well... technically, Oshawittle taught me it...>
GEDDY THE POPPLIO
NEW MOVE LEARNED: AQUA JET
(Kim smiles with satisfaction.)
Kim: "Excellent work, Geddy. Of course, Aqua Jet won't be enough."
Geddy: <Yeah, I agree.> (then, to Oshawittle) <Are there any other moves you could teach me?>
The Airship
(From the airship, Kim tries her best to remain calm— but the second she looks down and sees how far up in the air she is, her breath gets faster, and she starts shaking her head.)
Kim: (utterly terrified) "Oh, no. Oh, no, no, no... I did not realize... t-that... I would be..."
(She immediately starts hyperventilating and leans against the side of the airship.)
Edited by OPALGARNET16 on Aug 31st 2020 at 9:46:22 AM
Hi, I’m oghond, and I’m a Rushaholic. Sorry if I annoy you unintentionally. 😅
The Wanderer
Glimwood Tangle
-The Galarian Rapidash in question appears, glowing from a distance-
There it is.
-Then upon spotting the group, it starts running quickly but not so quickly as to become impossible to catch-
I think they want us to follow them, like the "test" sort of follow.
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Hiro: Awww…
That is very interesting. I wonder if it's all for the same reason?
-almost idly, he tosses his big shiny orb thign into the pot after Rikuo's heart, nodding in thanks—-
-the love influx pushes the pot past a certain critical threshold, and the seal bursts-
-releasing copious quantities of flavor bosons into the den in a fresh wave of deliciousness-
Hiro: What?
-so it smells good, and a Primarina and Magnezone shuffle up next to him with their dishes (dishes?), ahead of the crowd-
Ceal: -looking around- <S-so this is one of the n-new burrows Th-thespi says h-has been here all along?>
-Tripod gives a disapproving beep (do Magnezone eat?)-
Ceal: -pout- <W-well, if y-you h-have a more n-natural way to del-liver exposition, be my guest!>
-she plunks her dish in front of Hiro, pre-empting a friendly shove- ~-~-~
-...and they pretend to notice Rikuo there for the first time-
Ceal: <Oh, h-hello!> c:
Tripod: -friendly chirp-
-Curry gets off her legs and exhales in relief—at Hiro's behest, Tripod sets internal mechanisms ticking out some mood music-
(-Hiro sneaks Rikuo a serving, ahead of the line-)
Nessa: Having said that, you understand that this won't be easy.
Megan: Oh, no, not at all.
Fraidy: <um um uh>
-Megan takes a deep breath-
Nessa: Wing Attack!
Megan: -only slightly shaky- Go get 'em.
-in the stands-
Rosa: <Oh, look, the scrappy underdogs coming to reclaim their crown.>
Ceal: -blink- <W-wowie, she's r-really going at it.>
-Tripod's internals fizz—they turn toward the intruding commentary-
Rosa: <Terrible anxiety, writ large across the big screen—thank legends they edit these to be child-friendly before airing. Terribly kind. Terribly boring.>
Ceal: <N-not that I'd expect anything less from…>
-squint- <I th-think she's P-pippy and Vee's o-only student, r-right now. H-huh.>
-Tripod's big eye stares at them both for a long moment...and emits a chirp-
Ceal: -blink- <Wh-what?>
Rosa: <You can't seriously be upset we're drawing attention away from this mess.>
-gesturing with a rose- <I mean, her form is terrible. Sheesh.>
-they all turn and watch Fraidy panic and pin a bird to the ground, anxiously whacking him <in favor of needing to hold a conversation>-
Ceal: -...grin- <...I kn-know what panicking without a p-purpose looks like, a-and that ain't it.>
<O-one way or another, th-those crazy cats're t-teaching violent c-coping mechanisms t-to a s-small amphibian.>
-the <ow>s and <aaaaa>s filter up from below-
<...P. Probably.>
Rosa: <I really don't know why you're so impressed with them. Having met them, my impression was—>
<"Wow! Lovely couple. Kind of bumpkins, terrible company, but at least the little one knows how to make a threat.">
Ceal: <O-oh, they're not dating.>
Rosa: <What?>
Tripod: -concurring whirr-
Ceal: <Y-yeah. F-for wh-what that m-matters to Pokémon.>
Rosa: <Then—what the hell are they?? Abilene mentioned the birth of their child, and last I checked Empoleon mate for life!>
Tripod: -begins reciting a Pokédex entry voiceover
correcting a hilarious common misconception-
Ceal: <Best friends.>
Rosa: <They were roleplaying in the midst of an omnidimensional apocalypse.>
Ceal: <O-oh, y-you n-noticed.>
-grin- <Th-they're cute.>
Rosa: <Uuuugh.>
-leaning back, whacking flowerhead against the headrest- <If one of them wasn't a vampire, I doubt we'd have anything in common.>
Ceal: <R-ROSA! What do your flower hands hear??>
Rosa: -eyeroll- <All. That stopped being funny around the third time.>
Ceal: -giggle- <H-humor is highly subjective~>
-from the light emerges a Tangrowth with the four legs characteristic of a fully-grown spider-
Thigmotrope the Tangrowth: <Who's ready to rrrRRRUMBLE?!>
When gimmicks fail, fall back to the tried and true.
Abilene: Durandal.
Thigmotrope: <Me, clearly.> ≈•~•≈
-through the sun, tendrils writhe-
-weaving a spiral cocoon with a single aperture through which light lenses at-
Abilene: H—
Nessa: -recall- Not quite.
-no target-
-having shrunk down to nothing,
Pelipper: <Delivery?> •v•
Nessa: Predictabil—
Abilene: You should really stop interrupting me.
-deep within the recesses of Thigmotrope's coils, a whole plant dense with sugar molecules caging wisps of Aura dissolves into ash-
-and the sphere where the sun flickered out bursts back into life, spurring glowing tendrils' sharp growth-
Thigmotrope: -refulgent- <POWERBOMB!>
-spears to suplex the Pelipper out of the sky-
Nessa: …
-but without real light, that still leaves a bird, wings upraised, straining to hold back a forest-
Abilene: Plans within plans.
Nessa: Never quite as good as you initially envisioned. Heal.
Pelipper: <It's...pretty cozy down here, actually.>
Pelipper: -urk- <Just a quick nap in the shade.>
Abilene: -snap- Mistake.
Thigmotrope: -falling out of the sky, unsupported- <LARIAT!>
-she extends a limb as she goes, aiming in a vicious arc to sweep through the Pelipper's neck-
-but...Pelipper don't really have necks-
Pelipper: <urrrrrRRR>
Abilene: Please be slightly more descriptive than "uncomfortable limbo."
Nessa: Bad position. Hurricane!
Abilene: Bind.
-gale-force winds rip up into Thigmotrope's tangled mass-
Abilene: No more positions.
-which doesn't resist so much as...spaghettify, stretching to spin over the battlefield-
Pelipper: -frantically flapping wings- <faster faster fasTER>
Thigmotrope: -strung-out- <Chokehoooold…>
-then snap shut with the accumulated angular momentum-
Pelipper: <AUGH>
-still spinning, the vine-cocoon tightens further-
-...there's a noise distressingly similar to digestion-
Abilene: -planting her cane- Not long now. No air in there to bring to storm.
Nessa: …
Abilene: And we can get on with the rest of this business. Badges to earn.
Without this one, she oughtn't be able to change the weather without leaving a vulnerability ripe for exploit. Sorbus will ably crush that bug, hah, and Thigmotrope can net any…]
Nessa: ..
Abilene: Meowth got your tongue?
...this isn't any fun if you don't—
Abilene: wait
Nessa: .
-blades rip clean through the vines, scattering scraps throughout the stadium-
-bits and pieces rain down, tinging the actual rain with petrichor-
Nessa: -smile- I'd disagree. This is pretty fun.
Abilene: . . .
Abilene: -offers fruity contraband, almost shyly-
Pollen: <Wh—what business—>
-Ever-
Megan: -high-pitched- fksfghfjf
-she claps her hands over her mouth-
-...-
Pollen: <...>
-...-
Pollen: <I>
Pollen: -grinding chitin- <feel>
Pollen: -g r i n- <fanTASTIC>
-...-
Megan: -whimper- That doesn't sound very fantastic
Pollen: -shrill- <Well, it is!!!> 8D
Megan: no no no it's okay it is okay
Pollen: -"patiently"- <Yes, I know it's okay, since I'm pretty sure it was several months ago—>
Megan: I, mean, it's, not, like, I'm, not, still
Pollen: -clap clap- <And it's all in the past, and it all really sucked, so let's just move on, shall we—!!>
-and she flies away again, into the canopy- Megan: Earthbind!!
-...the wind whistles through the trees-
-high overhead, Pollen looks sharply around for whomever or whatever that command was targeted at-
-what, specifically, that was intended to affect—she holds a Telekinesis in her "hand"-
-...-
Abilene: ...oh, were you talking to me?
Megan: help
Abilene: -tapping the ground- Well, alright.
-Sorbus starts grumbling up from her comfortable spot in the sun; the trees start shaking-
-...-
-safely out of earshot-
Logan: Oh.
-they seem to be tearing up-
Addie: -patting a leg- <Yes, let's get back.> ^w^
(-they're still mostly a weird void-)
(-but the consequent effort of maintaining this double-reacharound would seem to imply that this sentiment, needly though it is, means quite a bit)
...wait, can Gale time travel
-Suiko does an odd...pirouette turnabout thing, leaving "frames" behind mid-transit-
excuse me, can Gale ███████ time trave?? <Calm down, I thin' she's jus'>
-with the rattling of her chains, there's like four Suikos apparently playing lookout-
<lookin' for an openin' t' blip back.>
--embarrassed- oh.
<Anyway, that move was slick. Kudos.>
Suiko Three: Maps received and paths rerouted. Captain, we are on our way.
<No, tell her good job for me.>
-to Gale- Stellar tactics. Lovely work.
<Nice.>
(-Suiko, it must be noted, has zero awareness of any boss battles going on-)
(-as she is standing on a moving ship on the outside of a building—until she sees Lamb blast off, and hears chatter about names she doesn't recognize-
Suiko One: -urgently- Handle what, my captain—no.
-leveling arm, fearful- I won't leave you here to drown.
-she blasts one of her duplicates with a torrent of spray and mist, visibly fleshing it out-
-and it lunges fluidly down the halls after Lamb, leaving the rest of Suiko guarding the Wing-
-Megan will check her phone later, when there's less going on-
-she will be incredibly touched, I'm sure-
Edited by Asterisk395 on Aug 30th 2020 at 1:03:34 PM
No mind to think. No will to break.