You're shivering. Are you afraid?
-Bellatrix is sent flying backward, and gets back up a moment later-
Bellatrix: <Like, that hurt, man.>
Mezzo: Oof. I could do that to you, but I know better than that. Bellatrix, use...
Bellatrix: <Lemme do the thing!>
Mezzo: -sigh- Fine, do the thing. Smash him. And don't blame me if you get hurt.
Bellatrix: <You're, like, going down. Watch this.>
-Bellatrix tucks in her arms, then charges at Hendrix headfirst-
The Wanderer
Spikemuth, past
Hendrix: -Is brought down to half health- <Ack!>
-Before Poison Jabbing between Bellatrix's eyes-
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
like christ, but with more nails
Orochi Tower, Floor 11 antechamber
Garrett: -unable to resist- Up your ass, I'm guessing. -pauses- Hey wait, my hands are always cle- -looks around- ...Ah. (Welp. Teach me to stop shopping off the rack at Bruxish Brothers.) -pulls a lazy Wobbuffet salute- On it! So sorry about that, the holidays always bring out my inner Scrooge. -pushes himself off the wall and slithers toward the aforementioned Mr. Vile with charming smile plastered on- Hello, sirs! Can I get you anything? I'm afraid we're already out of purple drank.
Orochi Tower, Bottom Floor
-Mattimeo tugs at Kamon's pant leg and points to the gathering of people around the sword-like woman-
Kamon: -hurries over- Hi, pardon me! I'm here for the tour as well.
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.
You're shivering. Are you afraid?
-Bellatrix, already winded from the Head Smash, collapses as the Poison Jab hits her-
Mezzo: -sigh- Told her it was a bad idea...
-Mezzo recalls her and sends out an Umbreon-
Mezzo: Don't let me down.
Sunny: <Hi, I like romance and writing and stuff.>
Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.
Orochi Plaza, Floor 11
Ricketts: Vile, all this for a holiday gathering of business partners and managers? You do us too much honor.
He turns to the newcomer.
Ricketts: Just in time. I am parched. It's a touch too early for anything alcoholic, so I'll have a tea. I trust our host has provided the appropriate blend of leaves for the occasion.
Down below, the night shift crew starts pouring in. There aren't a lot of them, as befits the activity level of the building. They all seem to be clad peculiarly, as though they're hiding something.
The Wanderer
Spikemuth, past
Well that's one more mon she must be using.
Hendrix: <Since when do Umbreon come in all yellow?>
-To Hendrix-
Well, when my girlfriend does special things with her Obscura powers and creates life...
Hendrix: -Confused- <Channah can create life?>
-Quietly enough that only those involved in the battle can hear-
No, she doesn't have Obscura powers, I'm talking about Sol, you haven't met her yet but I'll explain the minutiae later. She'll probably find it funny that we both have mons with the same name. Anyway!
Hendrix: -Does a Brick Break at "Sunny"-
Edited by rmctagg09 on Dec 18th 2020 at 10:04:19 AM
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Eclipse the Moon
32222222222222222, past
Kahina: <I think it may be time for you an Nzinga to properly ally yourselves together. Poor thing>
Moose offers Cam a can of [Pepsi Analogue].
Moose: <Not much of a punk/rock/pop-rock/pop-punk fan, are ya kid? Is classical or chiptune more to your tastes?>
-Back to the Band-
Pink: <C'MON LET'S SHAKE DOWN THE HOUSE!!!>
Another enthusiastic cheer erupts as the band counts in sync. A one, a two, a one two three four-
Pink: <Yesterday I heard you say
Your lust for life has gone away
It got me thinking, I think I feel a similar way
And that's sad>
Karma: <That's sad>
Pink: <That's sad>
Pink: <So let's make a decision,
start a new religion
Yeah, we're gonna build a temple to our love!
Orgiastic dances, nymphs in trances
Yeah, we'll be the envy of the Gods above!>
Pink: <I'm feeling devious~!>
Karma:<You're looking glamorous~>
Both: <Let's get mischievous
And polyamorous~
Wine and women and wonderful vices
Welcome to the cult of Dionysus~!>
Pink: <We could take a holiday in the month of May
Run free and play in fields of flowers
Pass the hours
Making love is how we'll pray~>
Karma: <We'll start a secret society for the wild and free
Our ideology is "You can do what you want
Too much is never enough"
We are the Life, we are the light
We are the envy of the Gods above!>
Pink: <I'm feeling devious~!>
Karma:<You're looking glamorous~>
Both: <Let's get mischievous
And polyamorous~
Wine and women and wonderful vices
Welcome to the cult of Dionysus~!>
Both: <Run, run, run away
Just take my hand and we'll abandon this world
We'll wash those tears away
You're young and beautiful, and I'll love you always
We got no time for pain
When it's just you and me in ecstasy
Hey-hey-hey!>
-Throughout this whole performance the way Pink and Karma have been looking, moving and dancing around and towards each other indicate that the two are way more than just bandmates and friends, an energy that only solidifies the performance-
Pink: <What is with the world today?
The wicked games that people play?
The wars the greed they waste away
Yeah it's sad>
Karma: <It's sad>
Pink: <It's sad>
Pink: So let's spread the word across the land!
Yeah one by one,
baby hand in hand!
We got a mission of hope
We got message of love
Soon everybody, everywhere
Will be the envy of the gods above!>
Pink: <I'm feeling devious~!>
Karma:<You're looking glamorous~>
Both: <Let's get mischievous
And polyamorous~
Wine and women and wonderful vices
Welcome to the cult of Dionysus~!>
Pink: <I'm feeling devious~!>
Karma:<You're looking glamorous~>
Both: <Let's get mischievous (P/J:<Run, run, run away)
And polyamorous~
Wine and women and wonderful vices
Welcome to the cult of Dionysus~!>
Edited by PippingFool on Dec 19th 2020 at 4:01:52 AM
I'm having to learn to pay the price
The Wanderer
32222222222222222, past
Backrooms
-To Kahina-
<Is she here? Or is she still hanging around the Pokémon Village?>
Bar
Cam: -To Moose- <It's not bad or anything.>
Yew: -Slurring some words- <Ohhhh yeah, most of the time Tagg's just listening to some instrumental, or he's playyying that harmonica of his.>
Hendrix: -Is indeed rocking to the beat-
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Jack sat back in his private office, the supercarrier submarine deep beneath the waves currently. The office was cozy for certain, as cozy as one could be in a limited environment, the design of the carrier was based after [Russian] Prototypes. Here he sat, the news playing on a large screen TV, awaiting another personal job. Many of the smaller jobs were handed out to his grunts, all capable hunters in their own right, he reserved the right for big deals.
Rodan sat next to him, “Hey buddy,” Jack said flipping through the news, “Bored as well?”
Rodan shot Jack a look asking if he was serious, Jack had to admit was kind of a dumb question to ask. Boredom was their life right now. No major threats to them, no major jobs, around this time of year things seemed to slow down. 43 years on the planet and it always seemed that December was an either/or type situation, either nothing happened, or everything happened. Either way it was bad for the guild and business, many Hunters preferring to go on vacation during this time.
Jack/Delta however, was a bit of a workaholic, he never really took a vacation.
Another click and it was of a history channel of some sort, talking about ruins found recently. Jack groaned, “More ruins?”
Zatara looked over, ~They kind of resemble the Codex…~
Jack blinked, “So they do…”
The report went on and on, detailing what archeologists had uncovered about this location and what they knew of the civilization that made it. Jack just sat back and listened, it was genuinely interesting stuff, he didn’t have many people to talk about it with but it was still a worthwhile endeavor.
Then it hit something interesting, a large room with a centerpiece of some structure, Jack hit pause and stared intently. He stood up and walked over to the screen and continued to stare, Zatara blinked and then spoke up, ~Uh… something wrong?~
Jack tapped a side of the screen, Zatara blinked and then squinted, and slowly it became clear, buried in the dark was a sneaker, a hoodie, and a backpack. Nobody else had noticed, but the keen eyes of Jack King had.
There was a ring on the intercom and Jack grinned, “Boys. It seems we have a job to do today.”
Zatara and Rodan looked at each other, then back to their Trainer as he pulled on his helmet and began to walk out. Knowing how things worked, this was probably related.
Silas was hunched over a set of blueprints, music playing, he was looking at upgrades for the Rogue armor. True Rogue was no longer part of the Bolts officially, but they were still a friend and ally, and Silas liked to make sure his friends were well equipped. The OS may be a bit buggy with a Rotom operator, so that would also require further adjustments.
Roxy was out and off at her lunch with Jessica and Ammy, Bento it was called, because it was a Foxed Lunch. The team had other things to do at the moment so it was just him, Snakeye, Bishop, and Hacks all sitting in the workshop.
Hacks had never taken a full interest in the mechanical side of things, though he still provided a careful ear for tolerances in machinery. Snakeye meanwhile had taken to the engineering aspects like a magikarp to water. Bishop, as always, gladly ran systems in the Wing, a perfectionist he was for ensuring that everything ran to the most optimal tolerances.
Silas wouldn’t consider himself much of a trainer, and never fully understood the idea that he may be more charismatic if he kept getting people to follow him into danger, not the least of which was a new project called the Riolu Rebels which would serve to train younger superheroes. This area however, this was a location where he felt he excelled, he always had a technical eye for things, and he ensured that everything he built was to a custom high standard.
“Captain,” Bishop called out over the speakers from the main computer terminal in the Workshop, “The network just picked up something.”
Silas quirked a brow and looked up, Bishop floated out and continued, “Pokefutures presence was just recently detected at the dig site for the Precursor Ruins.”
“The ones that were featured in the news recently?”
“Affirmative.”
Silas sighed, “Guess dinner with Roxy will have to wait.”
~Call her first you idiot,~ Hacks noted.
Silas looked a little mareepish for a moment and quickly called.
Hacks laughed a little bit, ~So we got some investigating to do then?~
Bishop nodded, “The presence has fled but we’ll need to dig further.”
Delta’s personal shuttle landed and he stepped out, slowly investigating the ruins, Dracula by his side sniffing the air. It was a little unusual for a job, a crying mother scared for her daughter. Sadie was her name, she was 9 and she was overly excited to start her pokemon adventure, but she wasn’t ready yet. When the ruins were found, she rushed in to start exploring, all she had was a Wynaut on hand, Calvin was its name.
Delta had accepted however, he never had kids himself but he admitted he’d be just as worried if something happened to Gamma or his Sister, Valerie. He didn’t care much for her husband, Thomas Spade of the Spade family, Angelan money who thankfully were also just as opposed to Pokefutures. Should something happen to Valerie, or even Amanda… well he didn’t want to contemplate the results, it just involved a liberal use of his favored knives.
He had even waived the fee, managing to justify it as a PR move to the Admin overseeing the job request. The Guild liked the idea of good PR, as it made them seem more palpable and less nebulous.
Amanda/Gamma was sitting back in the shuttle, she had been offered to join the investigation but she was more worried about the dangers in old ruins.
“Another long dead civilization, how do you think this one died?” he asked Dracula, who just shrugged.
Gidorah followed along, ready to zap lightning that even dared approach them, Delta held Negotiator in hand.
They entered the room where the hoodie and shoe were seen, Delta examined the evidence, and then looked to the center of the room. “Large empty room, evidence that a little girl vanished. Ancient technology, a society that probably made the largest repository of genetics knowledge.”
He looked to Dracula and considered their history, “We’ve caught Weremons… not too proud of that but we needed the clout. We’ve seen stories of swapping species. And I know Jackal can be a dog if he wants to be, got enough evidence of that.”
Dracula considered what he was saying, <Are you suggesting that a little girl met with that kind of fate?>
Delta didn’t fully understand, the translator program didn’t work the same without Ma’at in his helmet. He got the gist however, enough to say, “Wouldn’t be the most unusual thing, this just begs the question of where the girl went.”
Zatara appeared and tossed out some pen drones, Delta nodded in response as they spread out. The 4 sat down and Delta let out the rest of his team, his hand almost instinctively going to start scratching Rodan around the horns as they sat and waited.
Jobs like this were usually slower, investigation, tracking, and patience. Delta removed his helmet and pulled out a packed sandwich, little he could do until the Pen drones picked up some genetic signature of a mon somewhere.
He stared at the room’s intricate design, and the odd decorated cone aimed down from the ceiling, that had to be what did it. Some form of mechanism meant for turning things into other things, why build it? What purpose did it have to a society that probably made the biggest stock of knowledge?
The questions would have to wait as Dracula found something, Delta pulled his helmet back on and stepped over, “What is it?”
It looked to be a broken shoulder plate, a familiar logo on it. Delta felt his heart drop into his stomach… only for a burning sensation to ignite, Pokefutures… Pokefutures was here. And knowing how these things typically went, a chill ran up his spine. Pokefutures had probably captured Sadie.
Tonio looked at the recent arrival, the Grunt had walked in with a carry cage holding a very scared and somewhat small looking Piplup, like it had only recently hatched.
“Hm… interesting specimen.”
“We found it out near the ruins Ma’am, it is unusual to see a piplup this far inland.”
Tonio grinned, the light catching in her emerald specs as she stared at the new subject. “Oh really now? I think that calls for a round of experiments.”
There was a cough and Tonio looked over, Dr. Newman stood there, she sighed. Newman had been transferred over to her division on corporate orders, he was brilliant sure but he lacked finesse and rationality in this line of work, he reminded her of the researchers who got themselves arrested.
“Ma’am isn’t standard procedure to dissect unusual subjects?”
“It was for a short bit, however it is just so impractical without other results, so we’ll be putting this little thing through some standard tests first. You have much to learn Newman.”
Newman huffed and adjusted his glasses, from his view Tonio had no respect for the regulations in place. He did not understand why Corporate let her be, she was a loose cannon that would easily turn on them.
The piplup was near tears, trying to communicate with everyone, <Help! I’m not a piplup! My name is Sadie, you have to help me! I’m not supposed to be a piplup!>
Fwomph
3-16-2
-The 'Krow in the shadowy corner looks at the group, still flipping a coin mysteriously-
-It's a scrutinizing kind of look but so far not confrontational-
Orochi Plaza, Floor 11
Mr Vile: Gin for me, maybe put some rocks in it.
-He carefully adjusts his star-shaped cufflinks before taking a seat-
Mr Vile: Feel free to relax, maybe network a little. We can discuss business once we're all settled in, aye?
Orochi Plaza, Floor Ground
Swordlike Woman: Wonderful. Well if everyone taking the tour is here I can begin...
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
Orochi Plaza, outside the building
A policeman wearing a very distinctively Galarian uniform and his dubwool stand outside the crowd of protesters.
Officer Drumsturdy: Right then. Long as nobody does anything brash or reckless, we won't have any trouble. Isn't that right?
Cabbie Union Protester: Bugger off, grumpig.
Protester's grumpig: ~I'm right here.~
Cabbie Union Protester: Sorry bout that, mate. Force a habit.
Angelan Protester, via megaphone: Like, this is a load of tauroscrap designed to make us look bad. This is what Corporate Angela wants you to think! If they just treated the cabbies like the employees they ought to be, we wouldn't even be here.
The protesters yell louder and wave more placards. Slogans admonish the Orochi Group for their complacency with Gruber's increasingly brazen labor abuses. Comparisons to Pokefutures and Macro Cosmos abound. On occasion, they even show placards depicting Gruber's logo stylized as Pokefutures branding.
Officer Drumsturdy: Oi, you can say whatever you feel like sayin' long as you don't throw any bricks. Are we clear?
Angelan Protester: Who said anything about brick, you sleaze bag.
Officer Drumsturdy: That's being a touch insensitive now. And if you were really underpaid, how'd you afford the plane ticket to get here.
Angelan Protester: 3/4ths of the people in this rally are members of local cabbie unions. The rest of us are from Angela who just happened to live here.
Officer Drumsturdy: Oh, really. Where'd you live, mate?
A corviknight looms in and squawks loudly at Officer Drumsturdy.
Angelan Protester, faking an accent: What was that? I couldn't bloomin' hear you over there.
Orochi Tower, Basement
The black clad personnel continue to pour in. Security was told not to pay too much attention to them.
Not-suspicious Maintenance Person 1: Can't wait to see the new banners. Soon Galar will know that the fight for Beauty is Eternal. Corporate and Union parasites alike shall know we mean business.
Not-suspicious Maintenance Person 2: Indeed. Though I wonder what and why we were told not to unfurl them at the last minute.
Not-suspicious Maintenance Person 1: It worked in some places, didn't it?
Not-suspicious Maintenance Person 2: That isn't how I remember it going.
Not-suspicious Maintenance Person 1: It'll be different; trust me. We've got everything set up, up until and including the chopper upstairs. Radar jammers and everything. The works.
Not-suspicious Maintenance Person 2: Still, working with her? I knew their kind were all criminals but that level of tech is just intimidating.
Not-suspicious Maintenance Person 1: Eh, she's just a pawn in our game. Once we get what we need, there's not a force in the region that can stop Flare's embers from from spreading far and wide.
Not-suspicious Maintenance Person 2: Would be nice to buy more of her junk, though.
Not-suspicious Maintenance Person 1: Purchase inferior technology from criminals? Might as well be waving spears around. But spears can be useful.
They continue carting their wares upward.
Edited by MasterJayAM on Jan 18th 2021 at 6:33:11 PM
Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
Orochi Square, Outside the Tower
-Ian can't help but notice the protestors and the police officers, and becomes very confused.-
Me: Hey, Evelyn. What do you think is going on over there?
-Evelyn turns around and notices what's going on.-
Evelyn: Looks like a kind of protest... but I can't make heads or tails of it...
Me: Neither can I, but it looks like the Orochi Group is the main focus of it.
Evelyn: Hey, you're right.
Piku-chan: <Well, we shouldn't go snooping as usual... We're here for the tour and we're all very confused.>
Hatty: <Say, Hoops... Is Kim here?>
♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...
like christ, but with more nails
Orochi Tower, Floor 11 antechamber
Garrett: Tea and gin, right! Coming up. -ambles away with no intention of filling the orders-
Orochi Plaza
Kamon: -puts on his sunglasses- Ooh, we even get to start off with a textbook example of civil disobedience. Fun!
Mattimeo: <I'm really very cold...>
Rockstar: -moves closer to Kamon, keeping an eye on the protest- <Pit eh jaikit oan then, ma boy. Kamin bought us enough a thit cutesy winter clathes Arceus ken.>
There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.
You're shivering. Are you afraid?
-as Hendrix makes contact, the Umbreon vanishes into thin air-
???: <Hey, that actually worked.>
Mezzo: Get him.
-A familiar Zoroark head pops out of a nearby alley-
Butterscotch: <You got it.>
-and sends an Extrasensory wave at Hendrix-
Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.
The Wanderer
Spikemuth, past
-Sensing Butterscotch's presense-
Hendrix, it's a trick!
Hendrix: <Hu-Is brought down to under half health by the Extrasensory-
-Angrily-
<You're just a Zoroark with a weird paint job!>
-And spits a Toxic in Butterscotch's direction-
Spikemuth, today
-To Yew, notepad in hand-
So why do Dubwool find bigger horns attractive?
Yew: <I don't know, why do humans find butts and legs and breasts attractive?>
I think because the last one looks like a butt, but on your chest, but then humans from other places think breast paraphilias are kinda weird so it's not exactly universal. Perhaps the closest thing to a universal human beauty standard is a search for symmetry, but even that's kinda questionable.
Edited by rmctagg09 on Dec 19th 2020 at 11:53:43 AM
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Eclipse the Moon
32222222222222222, past
Kahina shakes her head
Kahina: <She never leaves the Pokemon Village. Never has. Never would if left to her own devices. She's still caught up in the idea that one day, he'll come back and everything will go back to normal...>
She sighs
Kahina: <Though, her dedication to that has become... wavering, to say the least. Ever since Shaka stopped visiting her, her faith has only deteriorated.>
She waves her hand
Kahina: <Detachment and all that. Only Constantin keeps him tethered to Earth nowadays. But you probably know that, I feel.>
Moose: <Ah, I'm only proddin' ya' kid. We all got different tastes, after all.>
She then turns her attention to Yew.
Moose: <I see yer a lightweight, little lamb. But I'm guessin' yer gonna want another pint.>
After reveling in the cheers, the lead Obstagoon gestures for the audience to settle down as he makes his announcement.
Pink: <Alright! Alright! Set one is over now, starchildren! We're gonna get reloaded and the bar, and then set 2 will rock on! So if ya wanna get some autographs.... 
~>
A raucous "YEAH!" erupts from the patrons as a crowd forms around the band, primarily trying to get autographs from Pink and Karma. The lead guitarist, however, manages to slip past the crowd and head over to the bar to order drinks for the band.
Pepper: <Hey Moose, the regular. For all of us.>
Moose: <An Electric Screwdriver, Humilau Iced Tea, Pint of the 40 Lashes, Pint of the St James Gate Stout and the Roadkill Rocker, got it.>
Moose goes and prepares all the drinks. Pepper, meanwhile, seems amused by the entourage of new faces at the club - especially since they're not fawning over her or showing much interest in the band in general.
Pepper: <New faces, huh?>
-Pepper's eye notices the 'Krow flapping about, an keeps an eye on it from time to time due to it giving her specific Vibes.
Edited by PippingFool on Dec 20th 2020 at 4:03:40 AM
I'm having to learn to pay the price
Orochi Square, Outside the Tower
Hoops looks around. "Yeah... I mean, I saw her just a minute ago. She must have gotten caught in the crowd or something."
Orochi Tower, 11th Floor Antechamber
A lone figure—a tall, long-haired White Angelan man wearing a crisp, starched suit and overcoat with what appears to be a genuine fur fringe—approaches Garrett. Everything about his outfit screams "I'm richer and more fashionable than you could ever hope to be." If he remembers the news, this man could seem familiar, as though his face appeared in dozens of highly televised lawsuits in 2009, as though the guy was being sued but got out of jail for letting the authorities sue a bunch of other rich jerks in the process.
He's kind of overtly friendly-looking, too. Quite likeable, actually, like he's the generous grandpa friend you accidentally made while feeding pidoves in the park.
Voynich: You there, young man. With the face that just says "I'd rather not be working here right now." Here's a couple of grand. Get yourself something nice for the holidays. In fact, tell all your coworkers to stay a bit late. They're all getting bonuses. Phat stax for all!
He hands Garrett a few hundred thousand pokedollars.
Voynich: This catering company better shape up. Everyone knows underpaid employees give shitty-ass service. Ain't that right, Vile! And Hanson.
Across the room, Mr. Ricketts heard that voice. He was not happy.
Mr. Ricketts: Charmed as always, Mr. Voynich.
Voynich: Mr. Voynich is my father. Call me Albert.
Mr. Ricketts: Alas, I abhor informality.
Voynich: Eh, you're no fun. So, those guys downstairs. They don't particularly think highly of you, either.
Mr. Ricketts: Bah, who cares about the opinions of a bunch of ungrateful cabbies.
Ricketts turns to Vile.
Ricketts: You invited Voynich?
Meanwhile, by Garrett's side.
Voynich: Sheesh, you get saddled with one terrible employer in your résumé and suddenly a bunch of money-grubbing union busters think they're ''better'' than you. Way to give capitalism a bad name, Hanson.
Ricketts: I heard that! Angela means as much to me as it does to any of those ingrates. You'd be wise to remember the legacy of your past employers, Voynich.
Voynich: Don't look at me. You're the one acting as bad as they are. If you cornered your market a little better you could spare a bit of chump change. You couldn't afford to give Orochi and your employees their fair share. That's just bad business.
Ricketts fell silent. He didn't want to cause a scene. Or does he?
Edited by MasterJayAM on Jan 18th 2021 at 6:35:02 PM
pain peko
Orochi - 11th Floor
-Luca quickly glances at Voyinch and sighs.-
Luca: "What have you gotten into, signora?"
"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"
No voice to cry suffering
-three approachable Pokémon float in a bar-
Thespi: <And I'm telling you, Noctowl Shack's a love letter to weird kids like—!>
Ceal: <O-on a scale from "magic from a witch's heart" t-to "the flayed corpse of a god—>
Thespi: -banging a puff on the counter, heartfelt- <It's a sweet show, Ceal!>
Ceal: -splutter- <I-I'm not disputing you!>
Ceal: -siiip- <...n-neurodivergent vibes, though.>
Thespi: -sigh- <Evalyn Bristletalon can take me out to the garbage heap any day.>
-Ceal snickers over her mulberry wine, giving Thespi a nudge-
Tripod: -contentedly drinking in the chatter, the current band's music...and also hits of some choice screen shots-
No mind to think. No will to break.
chaos catby with a flannel shirt addiction
32222222222222222
-Robin and Copper walk in.-
Copper: <Huh, this place really is human free.>
Robin: <Yeah.>
Copper: <Well, it's something to do while Violet challenges the gym.>
I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.
You're shivering. Are you afraid?
Butterscotch: <You mean a good paint job. Listen here, this color is—>
-Butterscotch is interrupted by a blast of toxic chemicals hitting him right in the face-
Butterscotch: <Oof, I don't feel so good.>
Mezzo: Shake it off. We've got a battle to win. Now then, how about following up with a Night Daze?
Butterscotch: <Yeah, I can do that.>
-Butterscotch sends out a pulse of pure yellowness-
Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.
Priest of the Temple of Syrinx
Motostoke Stadium Gym Battle
(Kim promptly points ahead, eager to begin the battle.)
Kim: "Alright, Geddy, let's start this off. Aqua Jet!"
(Kabu does the same.)
Kabu: "Naturally she'd go with that move. Arcanine, dodge it, and then hit back with Crunch!"
(Geddy pauses, taking a deep breath, before he is surrounded by water. Determined, he launches directly towards the Arcanine— but is taken slightly aback as the Arcanine dodges immediately. The Arcanine then lunges directly towards Geddy, with his teeth showing. The Litwick and Freddie, who are both watching, react accordingly.)
Litwick: <Oh dear.>
Freddie: <G-Geddy! Look out...!>
(Geddy looks up, hearing him. In seconds, he dodges the attack and strikes the Arcanine in the chest.)
(The Arcanine proceeds to be thrown back into the wall, unable to use Crunch. Geddy, meanwhile, lands down on the floor, with the water fading from his body. Freddie breathes a sigh of relief, and the Litwick...)
Litwick: (watching from behind) <That Popplio... and that Sobble... they seem to have some kind of connection to each other. It's... rather unusual, to say the least. I wonder... maybe... no, that can't be right.>
(Meanwhile, on the battlefield, Kim smiles over at Geddy.)
Kim: "Excellent work, Geddy. Well done."
Geddy: (blushes) <Thanks.>
Kabu: "Well done. I must say, that was an impeccable move. However..." (He grins.) "We're not going to be taken down that easily! Arcanine, use Agility!"
(Kim and Geddy's eyes both widen in disbelief upon hearing this.)
Kim: "Agility..."
Geddy: <Uh-oh...>
(The Arcanine, while still a bit battered, stands up and starts quickly running around the Gym room, raising his speed.)
(Kim grimaces— but refuses to give up.)
Kim: "Well, then... we'll have to find some kind of way to prevent that Arcanine from making any moves. Geddy..."
(She promptly whispers something into Geddy's ear, at which point the Litwick's eyes widen from behind her in disbelief.)
Litwick: (awed) <What is she planning...?>
(Geddy nods, then steps away from Kim and almost immediately bursts out into:)
Geddy: (singing) <Why try?
<I know why>
Arcanine: (realizing it) <Oh, no...>
Geddy: <This feeling inside me says it's time I was gone
<Clear head, life ahead
<It's time I was king now; not just one more pawn
(Kim is smirking the entire time, Freddie is hiding behind his Trainer's leg, and the Litwick has just realized what is going on.)
Litwick: (stunned and impressed) <Sing...?!>
Orochi Plaza
(Kim hears Hoops and Ian and turns. She has been comforting Freddie the whole time.)
Kim: "My apologies. I was busy comforting Freddie. He's still... a bit paranoid about the whole 'I still have Sobble grippers' thing, to say the least."
Gallag: <Yeah, dude. We already told ya we don't mind it.>
(Freddie says nothing and is curled up into a ball, hiding his green grippers from view.)
Hi, I’m oghond, and I’m a Rushaholic. Sorry if I annoy you unintentionally. 😅
The Wanderer
32222222222222222, far past
Backrooms
-To Kahina-
<Yeah I kinda get that impression. If Constantin dies, what do you think he'll do?>
Bar Room
Corvus: -To Pepper- <You could say that.>
Yew: -Lets out a great big "Baah"-
Spikemuth, past
Hendrix: -Is sent down to the red by the Night Daze and retaliates with a Brick Break-
Edited by rmctagg09 on Dec 20th 2020 at 8:05:12 AM
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Spikemuth, past
Hendrix: -Takes some damage from the Crunch, but smirks- <Big mistake.>
Brick Break!
Hendrix: -Goes for a chop while Bellatrix is still biting into him-
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.