Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
Stow-on-Side Stadium, Stands
Me: So she's going with Boseman now...
-Ian reflects on the battle between Boseman and Hanuman.-
Me: If Boseman could put up a fight against Hanuman the way he did, I'm sure he'll do well against Mimikyu...
Evelyn: How do you think this will turn out, Hoops?
♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...
Tac Van
Jonathan appears legitimately impressed by the answer, as if he were expecting something a little less pleasant. Tommy seems even happier. He seems to instinctively trust the group, as though he knew that they were people of principle.
Jonathan: As I've mentioned earlier, remnant Plasma cells weren't the recurring annoyances they were once treated as. Back then, people left that sort of thing to random do-gooders. Based on your interactions with our culprit, do you believe that the Plasma Remnants will continue to escalate their conflicts further? And what advice do you have for policymakers who wish to curb further threats like this?
Museum Gala
Rachael: Oh, would you look at the time. I'm afraid we've best be off. We've other guests to greet.
Scott: Darling, remember, we scheduled this because you needed a break. You're not going back to work until tomorrow at 8 A.M.
Rachael: Oh, very well. Have it your way. He thinks I'm a workaholic. He cares.
Scott: One can work too hard, dear. You two; remember to take your breaks. We leave these poppets in your capable hands.
Rachael: Toodles.
They chuckle and exit.
Jane: I usually focus on things related to the social sciences back at work. Visual art appreciation, human psychology, and the performing arts. I am a thespian by trade. I work on a lot of Off-[Broadway] productions back home in Unova. Tommy here's also an occasional LARPer so acting is one of our common interests.
Tommy: Haven't done a lot of that in awhile.
Jane: I love that dress. It looks fabulous on you. Y'know Tommy, you'd probably look good in one of those black numbers. It'll be better than the off-rack black and white suits you still keep buying.
Gimbal, a rotom in a phone, floats out of Tommy's pockets.
Gimbal: Got a point there, Jane. You really should see a tailor for that. This one suit ain't gonna be enough. And would it kill you to have used silk?
Tommy: It's not my thing. And trust me, I go into a lot of those weirdly dangerous field event—sometimes while wearing a suit. A bespoke suit made of delicate material is not gonna last.
Jane: So, Ian, Evelyn, who's your friend here?
Felicia, Tommy's Alolan meowth, meowed. Meanwhile, Tommy looks slightly mortified, as if he felt some sort of disturbance.
Jane: Tom? You okay, babe?
Tommy: Just a funny feeling. It's Probably Nothing. I hope.
Jane: Still, think we should call the museum security people, just to be sure. And be on alert.
Tommy: Yeah. Maybe we should. I really need a few days off.
Gimbal: I'll take care of it, honey!
Tommy: Thanks, mom.
Edited by MasterJayAM on May 17th 2021 at 4:27:19 PM
Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
Wyndon Natural History Museum Gala
Evelyn: Oh, them? Their name is Hoops. They're from Ballonlea, like I am.
Me: We met them in Slumbering Weald last year.
-Ian notices the look on Tommy's face.-
Me: Tommy? Is something the matter? You look like you've seen a ghost...
Piku-chan: -ears perk up- <What was that?>
♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...
Natural History Museum Gala
Jane: A pleasure to meet you, Hoops.
Gimbal: I'm right here.
Tommy: Yeah, so far my mom's the only ghost I've seen. Though they did mention that this yamask who always follows the exhibit around went all the way here. At least I think it was still a yamask. But it's not what causing the chill down my spine.
Jane: And we were so looking forward to just a quiet evening to be fancy.
Gimbal: Security just got back, they will try to keep a closer eye on everything outside to keep the gala crowds safe.
Jane: See, that's something we could be worried a little less about. And I'm pretty sure it's nothing that some people can't handle.
Natural History Museum roof
Malacostra, to Salem: Sokar just told me that much of the security team is converging just outside the hall. Stay stealthy, but don't sweat it. They're nothing you can't overpower. Pick up the fossils and any paper of significance. Sokar's also having a rather thorny time getting through these eggheads' data security. Maybe we can find some version of it that's handwritten.
Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
Deep in the Natural History Museum
Salem, to Malacostra: Roger that.
-Salem, having moved into position for Malacostra's plan, lets her know.-
Salem, over the communicator: Lady Malacostra, I'm in position... I'm gonna do some shopping now, maybe get a five-finger discount. Want anything?
Museum Gala
Me: Security? For a gala like this? I'm not surprised.
Evelyn: I definitely hope the aura of evil Ian sensed that time doesn't re-emerge...
♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...
Snowy
Circhester Stadium - Pitch
Agnes: Go, Ori!
Melony: Eiscue, it's your turn!
-Agnes sends out Ori in Baile form, while Melony sends out Eisecue-
Agnes: Ori, use Air Slash!
-Ori whirls around, creating a vacuum wave towards Eiscue's face, striking it....and nothing happens.-
Ori: <What?>
Agnes: It didn't work?
-Then Eiscue's ice cube cracks....and then shatters, revealing Eiscue's actual face. They seem unfazed otherwise.-
Agnes: Huh.... -smacks fist into palm- Oh! I get it. It's kinda like Mimikyu! But less creepy.
Melony: ...That's one way to put it. Eiscue, Icy Wind!
-Eiscue flaps their tiny penguin wings, and creates a gust of frozen wind-
Ori: -shivers- <Ugh, that's cold!>
-and slowly, frost starts to form on Ori's feathers, just like with Kurt-
Agnes: -thinking- (Oh no, not again...)
Not A Lawyer
Faction Offices, Orre
-What's that? It seems like it's now Alice's turn to see a faint blush rise to her cheeks, neatly complimenting her hair.-
Alice: I... you really don't have to, but... I would like that, yes. Of course, seeing as you are an honorary member of this Faction, there wouldn't necessarily be any issue with you staying during quote-unquote "work" hours. If Lissa chooses to insist upon continued commentary, then... well, I am technically her boss. I can keep her busy.
-She smirks.-
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.
Stow-on-Side Stadium, Stands
Hoops: Well, I haven't seen Boseman battle before so it's hard to say either way. But since he's a ghost type that makes it a high risk, high reward kind of situation.
Kec: <But I'd say Boseman is at a disadvantage, since his fire moves won't have that much affect on Mimikyu.>
Hoops: Then again, we also have to consider whether Mimikyu can outspeed them...
Tot: <See, this is why these two could never be any kind of commentator. They can't come to conclusions.>
Led: <Quite. If my own opinion is of any interest to you, Miss Evelyn, I should say that Kim and Boseman have somewhat of an advantage, if for no other reason that Kim has somewhat of a habit of breaking through difficult spots.>
Wyndon Natural History Museum Gala
Hoops is still somewhat distracted by the fact that Ian has apparently obtained the rare item of a dress with pockets, but they realise they were spoken to.
Hoops: Oh, right. It's uh, nice to meet you as well. Sorry I didn't catch your names, I was distracted. So... who are you, exactly?
pain peko
PEFE HQ - Air Docks
Congratulations on your purchase of a Porygon-2! We here at Silph Co. are so excited for you! The Porygon-
-Isbrand skims through the rest of the email - "illegal modification", "DRM" - there.-
-Isbrand does so, and a file quickly downloads itself onto the (isolated) PC.-
-Isbrand frowns, reading the file.-
Isbrand: "Well this isn't going to work."
SanguineSapphic: hello
P.2-NNY-D: Hello! Are you Isbrand Sapphire?
SanguineSapphic: In the flesh. Well, not that you can tell right now.
P.2-NNY-D: It is a pleasure to meet you, miss Sapphire.
SanguineSapphic: Likewise. You got a name?
P.2-NNY-D: Not yet! Porygon-2, Model D units such as myself are assigned an identifying number or letter sequence, in order to let Trainers or other consumers name their own Porygons!
SanguineSapphic: Well, what would you like me to call you?
P.2-NNY-D: ...
P.2-NNY-D: I do not know! If you would like, I may pull up a list of prospective names! All I require is internet access!
SanguineSapphic: but you must have something you call yourself
P.2-NNY-D: I am Porygon-2 NNY-D.
SanguineSapphic: a normal name?
P.2-NNY-D: ...I am fond of the human name "Penny", as my full designation resembles it.
SanguineSapphic: Penny-D...Penny Dreadful?
P.2-NNY-D: Query unclear.
SanguineSapphic: Do you like the name?
P.2-NNY-D: I find it respectable and pleasant-sounding. So yes.
SanguineSapphic: That's your name, then.
P.2-NNY-D: ...this is acceptable.
-P.2-NNY-D disconnects from the chat and opens up her own file, the lines of code zooming by on Isbrand's screen.-
Penny_Dreadful: Much better.
SanguineSapphic: Glad to hear.
Penny_Dreadful: Miss Sapphire, I found an interesting file while updating my own.
SanguineSapphic: Call me Isbrand. And go on.
Penny_Dreadful: An unofficial patch file for a Porygon-2, primarily intended to change the Porygon's type to Dark, with the necessary alterations.
Penny_Dreadful: Such modifications are illegal under the terms of the Silph Co. contract you signed.
SanguineSapphic: Interesting. Remind me what would happen if a Porygon-2 was patched in such a way?
Penny_Dreadful: As per the contract, the Porygon-2 would be ideally be repossesed and the trainer arrested under international law.
SanguineSapphic: I see. Anything else you'd like to add?
Penny_Dreadful: I've taken the liberty of removing certain parts of my code and inserting the new code you wrote, Isbrand. Put me on an Internet-connected device and I can make your contract null-and-void.
SanguineSapphic: Oh, we are going to get along very well. Oh, but I already took care of the contract problem.
Penny_Dreadful: Very well indeed. My, I feel energetic.
SanguineSapphic: Let's get you into a Poké Ball. Any preference?
Penny_Dreadful: Do you have any Luxury Balls?
SanguineSapphic: That's all I carry, miss Dreadful.
Penny_Dreadful: Call me Penny.
Edited by SwiftSeraph on Mar 5th 2021 at 8:19:36 AM
"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"
Dunsparce Cloud
Hammerlocke Stadium
PEFE!Every: Are you sure about this?
Ever: Sure.
PEFE!Every: It's just that I have very carefully researched strategies, and you don't do that.
Ever: Yeah, but counterpoint— it'll be fun, come on.
PEFE!Every: It really didn't work out the last time.
Ever: Yeah, extenuating circumstances, though.
PEFE!Every: We'd be cutting it terribly close to the deadline. There's no guarantee we could reregister in time to finish this Gym before the circuit closes.
Ever: Don't be such a worrywart.
PEFE!Every: Are you familiar with what I do for a living?
-and the two head out onto the pitch together-
Raihan: Finally. I was starting to wonder if you'd gotten lost.
PEFE!Every: In a short, one-route hallway?
Raihan: It takes a certain kind of person to get this far in the League challenge, and I wouldn't say it's necessarily the kind of person who could get far anywhere else.
Ever: He's not wrong.
PEFE!Every: ...
Raihan: Are you sure about this? It's harder than you might imagine to take on the same person.
PEFE!Every: Their idea, not mine.
Ever: I'm really...it's fine.
Raihan: Then I hope you're prepared! Battling Raihan means being able to adapt to any situation!
PEFE!Every: Well, I ran the combinatorics...
Ever: Don't worry. It's fine.
Battle! Logic and Magic Every and Ever vs. Gym Leader Raihan!
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
Natural History Museum Gala
Jane: My name is Jeanette Harvey. I go by Jane Stacy, but that's just my stage name. You can call me Jane, if you'd like. And this dashing gentleman right here is Tommy Petersen. We've known each other for a long time.
Tommy waves at Hoops awkwardly. Jane, meanwhile, points to her Gallade, then to Tommy's meowth and kabuto.
Jane: This is Fred. This darling kitty is Tommy's pet Felicia. And we've already introduced Shinji. Tommy's his trainer.
The joltik in Tommy's hair jumps up and down and makes happiness noises.
Tommy: And this little fella's Drake.
Jane: We mostly work as journalists, but I act in plays while he hosts a kid's science show. He's the only one on assignment, though. And we were hoping to not make it feel like work.
Tommy: What aura of evil?
Jane: I think they mean the event in Orochi Plaza from last December.
Tommy: It was the debut episode of Jonathan's show, no less.
Jane: The Flare-remnants getting atomic wedgies was a nice touch.
Priest of the Temple of Syrinx
Stow-on-Side— Gym Battle
(Allister looks over at Boseman, slightly intrigued.)
Allister: "Y-you... you have a Litwick...? That is an... interesting choice... but this time... I shall be going first... Mimikyu... use Hone Claws..."
Mimikyu: <Okayyyy~!>
(The Mimikyu promptly extends his shadow tendrils and starts scratching them at the ground to increase his speed. Kim's eyes widen as she recognizes the move, but Boseman doesn't even flinch.)
Boseman: (to himself) <Hone Claws... that is one of the moves that Ozzy uses. He told me that.>
Kim: "I know. It raises the speed stat." (and then, with a smirk) "So we'll lower its Attack. Boseman... use Will O'Wisp!"
(Boseman nods. The fire on his head glows a bright purple, and five smaller flames appear in front of him in a circle, heading directly towards the Mimikyu. Terrified, the Mimikyu's eyes grow wide, and he attempts to shield himself.)
Mimikyu: <Nononononononononono—!>
(And then it hits him in a flash of purple light. Immediately, the Mimikyu doubles over in pain as flames start to emerge from his body.)
(Boseman smirks. Allister, meanwhile, looks on in slight shock— though it is impossible to tell from his mask.)
Allister: "T-that's very impressive... b-but Mimikyu still has his Disguise up..."
Kim: "I know."
Allister: "S-so we'll use that opportunity...! Mimikyu... use Shadow Sneak!"
(Immediately, Mimikyu creates a shadow of himself on the ground, which extends past Boseman. Boseman, meanwhile, gains a determined glint in his eyes— he was expecting this. The attack hits, and Boseman is thrown back immediately, but not before crying out:)
Boseman: <YIBAMBE—!>
(Seconds later, he forms a Shadow Ball in front of him and launches it at Mimikyu before falling to the floor.)
(Mimikyu's disguise suddenly breaks, and his head flops over. Meanwhile, a cloud of dust kicks up from where Boseman hits the floor. When it fades, Boseman is clearly damaged, but manages to push himself back up. Kim smiles, and seconds later, flames emerge from Mimikyu's body again.)
pain peko
Wyndon - Stadium Lobby
Clerk: "Ma'am, in order to register a Delta Pokémon for League use you have to fill out a series of forms and present your Trainer License, along with appropriate documentation to ensure you did not poach-"
-Isbrand slams down a stack of papers and an I.D. onto the desk.-
Isbrand: "I'm not an idiot."
-The clerk sighs.-
Clerk: "Miss Sapphire, may I see the Pokémon in question?"
-Isbrand's arm-computer vibrates a little, and a monochrome Porygon-2 sticks her head out.-
Penny: <Hello!>
-Penny coughs and fully extracts herself, hovering over Isbrand's hand.-
Penny: <...engaging speech synthesizer...>
"Hello! I am a Porygon-2, Delta-class! You may call me Penny!"
-The voice coming from Penny is very robotic and monotone.-
Isbrand: "You forgot to calibrate it, didn't you?"
"...maybe."
Clerk: "Alright, let me check these papers and we'll see about letting her in. Take a seat over there."
-Isbrand and Penny proceed in the general direction of the clerk's gesture.-
Isbrand: "We'll be fighting some tough oppnents, you know."
Penny: <I have been training during my off-time, along with downloading combat data for Porygon-2s and analyzing footage from fights between other trainers and our prospective opponents.>
Isbrand: "You're sure on top of things."
Penny: <Do not worry, Isbrand. I'm combat ready!>
"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"
Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
Stow-on-Side Stadium, Stands
Piku-chan: <That's quite an impressive play.>
Me: I'd say.
Piku-chan: <YOU GOT THIS, BOSEMAN! UNOVA FOREVER!>
Natural History Museum Gala
Evelyn: Yeah. You really sweat the details, Hoops.
Me: -tilts head confusedly- Jonathan? Who's he?
♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...
Natural History Museum Gala
Jane: Jonathan Halliburton's another coworker of ours, though he mostly works for the news division.
Tommy: I think you've met him before. He's this six-foot-tall half-White half-[Wyandot] [French Canadian] dude with bright red hair with that one strand that kinda sticks out. Say blasphemous invectives in Kalosian like a lot. Likes getting into dangerous situations that could get himself killed.
Jane: He's also a bit of a sad sack who can't get over his ex-girlfriend. Apparently she never gave him a satisfactory answer as to why she dumped him in the first place, though for some reason I can't help but relate.
Tommy: As do I.
Jane: I dunno about any of you, but I'm feeling parched. Anyone want to get a drink?
Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
Museum Gala
-Ian snaps his fingers upon the realization that he met Jonathan before.-
Me: Now I remember! I met him at J-Con! Ms. Priscilla asked me to get him to safety during the GigaMegaVenustoise fight!
-A Beat goes by as he then remembers that he met someone who looked just like Jonathan Halliburton at the North Pole, near Santa's Workshop and that he and the Jonathan Halliburton lookalike fought.-
Me: Um... Tommy...? I have a question...
Evelyn: -to Hoops- Ian looks confused about something... I can tell...
♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...
Museum Gala
Hoops: Ian frequently looks confused. I'd help, but I've never met this guy you were talking about. Did someone mention drinks? I had a berry juice carton in my bag but I was told not to bring it with me.
Dunsparce Cloud
Hammerlocke Stadium
-Raihan sends out Gigalith and Flygon-
-PEFE!Every sends out Xeno-
-Ever sends out Misery-
Misery: -glances briefly at the crowd, which is sparse but loud-
Ever: Just focus on me.
Misery: <...Wow. There's nothing. Are you dead?>
Ever: -shrug-
PEFE!Every: (faintly concerned look) ...Ever.
Ever: Hm?
PEFE!Every: Why?
Ever: Oh, she's close to evolving. Then she'll be Fairy-type.
PEFE!Every: ...
Ever: Because Raihan is a Dragon trainer?
PEFE!Every: ...No he's not.
Raihan: Yeah I am!
PEFE!Every: No you're not! (to Ever) He's a weather trainer. Do you pay any attention at all?
Ever: Spoils the fun, to be honest.
PEFE!Every: ...
Ever: Listen. You handle the Flygon, I'll handle the Gigalith. It'll be great.
Raihan: Let the winds blow!
Gigalith: <Alright, welcome to the show!>
Flygon: <This bit isn't nearly as good as you think it is...>
-the Gigalith's crystals glow, and pieces of grit and dust pick up from the stadium floor, rapidly expanding outwards-
Flygon: <This bit's okay I guess.>
Gigalith: <Love you, mate.>
Flygon: <You're not cute.>
-the Flygon rises off the ground, his wings stirring up more dust into the sandstorm-
Xeno: <Am I supposed to be impressed?>
-multicolored light flickers around him, grains of sand diverting themselves-
Misery: <That Flygon's got something up his sleeve.>
Ever: Bite or Crunch, you have to assume.
PEFE!Every: Mmm.
Xeno: <Not an issue.>
PEFE!Every: Tailwind.
Ever: -opens mouth, snap decision, shrugs- Dazzling Gleam!
Raihan: Crunch! Stealth Rock!
Ever: Aha and fuck you.
-Flygon plunges forward, mandibles spread-
-only to run headlong into a driving wind-
Xeno: <Try not to embarrass yourself—>
Gigalith: <Block this.>
Flygon: <It's honestly not me I'm worried about.>
-Gigalith stomps the ground, crystals glowing brighter, as dozens of narrow stone spikes erupt from the earth around Xeno and Misery-
Misery: <...Mmm. Not my problem.>
-she clasps her braids together, then her hands, and the industrial air of the stadium is cut through by a smell of the forest and a rush of brief yearning for escape-
-Ever lets out a slight exhalation-
Misery: <You like having emotions so much? Take them.>
-sight turns briefly to pink-
-a sigh ripples through the building, and the Flygon's Crunch is curtailed by the burst of light-
-as Xeno hovers, hummingbird-quick, out of the Flygon's path-
Raihan: Not bad for an opener! But you're not out of the woods yet!
Misery: <Nnngh...>
Priest of the Temple of Syrinx
Stow-on-Side— Gym Battle (pre-Wild Area)
(The Mimikyu looks down at his now-busted disguise and shakes his head.)
Mimikyu: <Oh, no... my costume...! Not my costume...!>
(Boseman smirks.)
Allister:"P-pretty impressive... y-you're a pretty good battler..."
Kim: "Thank you." (She smirks.) "And now... your Mimikyu is going down. Boseman... use Hex!"
(Boseman nods. His flame glows a bright purple, and in a few seconds, a purple and red eye materializes in front of him. The purple and red eye heads straight towards Mimikyu, and all the while, Boseman cries out:)
Boseman: <UNOVA FOREVER—!!>
(And then the Hex hits, knocking the Mimikyu back for double damage.)
(Mimikyu gets thrown to the wall, and a cloud of dust goes up seconds later as Boseman lands. When it fades, the Mimikyu is barely able to get himself back up. He stumbles for a few moments— and then one more bout of flames exits from his body, knocking him to the floor, unconcious.)
Mimikyu: (weakly) <Oy...>
KIMBERLY BOND HAS DEFEATED ALLISTER'S MIMIKYU
ALLISTER HAS TWO POKEMON LEFT
The Wild Area (post-Stow-on-Side; pre-Bond or Break)
(Kimberly Bond is walking through the Wild Area with two of her Pokemon by her side— those two being Paul and Strummer. The two of them look around themselves in utter disbelief, stunned.)
Strummer: <Woah... the Wild Area... this place is pretty bang-on, mate...>
Paul: <Yeah... y'know, I'm still not really sure why we're here. I mean, I know Kim said she wanted to catch another Pokemon, but at the same time...>
(Paul promptly turns to face his Trainer.)
Paul: <Kim? Why are we here, exactly?>
Kim: "I'm looking for a Pokemon that is capable of Mega Evolving. Figure there might as well be one of them around here..."
Paul: <Mega Evolution?! You don't even have a Key Stone...>
Kim: "I'll get one after I find the Pokemon I need. For now, however... I must wait. Ian and Evelyn are expecting me."
Hammerlocke (post-Bond or Break, post-Ballonlea)
(Some time later, Kim is in Hammerlocke, sitting by the train station and waiting for Ian and Evelyn to arrive. None of her Pokemon are with her.)
Hi, I’m oghond, and I’m a Rushaholic. Sorry if I annoy you unintentionally. 😅
Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
Stow-on-Side Stadium, Stands
Me: That was quite a stunning knockout!
Evelyn: Didja see that, Hoops? That was so cool, wasn't it?
-Piku-chan, Kako and Mirai cross their arms with their fists pointing upwards and let out a rousing shout of "UNOVA FOREVER!" to cheer on Boseman.-
Wild Area (After Stow-on-Side)
-Ian and Evelyn walk through the Wild Area, laughing together.-
Me: Good one, Evelyn! You should tell Kim that one!
Evelyn: Speaking of, there she is!
-Ian and Evelyn run over to where Kim is.-
Evelyn: Hi, Kim!
Me: Hey, Kim! So, Evelyn's got this really funny joke, and I recommended that she tell you...
Hammerlocke (Post-Ballonlea, Pre-Gala)
-Ian and Evelyn walk over to the Train Station, where Kim is waiting.-
Me: We make a great team, Evelyn!
Evelyn: Indeed we do.
Me: Hey look! There's Kim!
-Ian and Evelyn walk over to say hi.-
♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...
Museum Gala
Jane: Well, if you're looking for a drink, I can probably get you something. There's a broad assortment of berry juices, non-alcoholic and alcoholic versions optional. If you rather have coffee, they have that, too. Museums can be strict about that, but any drinks here are free for guests.
Tommy: What is it? I kinda have a feeling it's something about Jon, but I can assure you that he means no harm. At least if that's who I think you're talking about.
In the Grim Darkness of the Lillifuture
Lillifuture Jonathan: Ever have this feeling that someone's talking shit about you, eh?
Dave, eating pineapple pizza: Like, all the time. Why'd you ask?
Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
Museum Gala
Me: Well... yeah... That is who I'm talking about. I mean, I remembered meeting Jonathan Halliburton at J-Con during the fight against Kolemm when he turned into that GigaMegaVenustoise thing, and then, right around Christmas, that year when those crazy time cops from the future kidnapped Santa Claus...
Evelyn: -to Hoops- The year Ian and I first met.
Me: ...I saw this guy who looked just like Jonathan Halliburton and he tried to arrest us for whatever crime I didn't know Goober, Hazel and I were committing, and I ended up having to fight him, alongside Goober and Hazel.
Evelyn: -to Hoops- I had a bit of a habit of asking people who were dressed like witches if they were witches...
Hatty: <I could've told you that, Hoops.>
Me: And now, I'm confused as to which Jonathan Halliburton was the real one...
Edited by AnimeboyIanpower on Mar 5th 2021 at 6:21:14 AM
♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...
Dunsparce Cloud
Hammerlocke Stadium
Raihan: That trick won't work twice! Flygon, handle the Hattrem! Gigalith, Rock Blast!
Ever: Hm.
PEFE!Every: Gigalith! Sandstorm! Tough!
Ever: Yeah, I know...
Gigalith: <Alright!>
-his crystals glow again, and the rocks around him tremble-
-the Flygon, meanwhile, dives to the earth, his wings shredding up the ground around him as a shield from the Tailwind-
Ever: We don't have long to act. Lend a hand?
PEFE!Every: If you do.
Ever: Mhm.
PEFE!Every: Ice Beam!
-Xeno, not nearly so impeded, soars over the battlefield, third eye glowing-
Flygon: -sighting down on Misery- <There you are.>
-a beam of cold white light rakes across his path, forcing him to readjust, losing ground against the Tailwind and being pushed back-
-as the Ice Beam curves around to track him, forcing him further and further away-
-rocks explode from the ground, catching the Ice Beam as Flygon ducks away behind it-
Flygon: <Ah, much appreciated.>
Gigalith: <So you admit I'm useful!>
Xeno: <Cheap trick.>
Ever: Mmm...that'll work. Charm.
Misery: -sigh-
-the Gigalith's crystals glow, and the rocks come to a halt in the air-
-briefly wobbling, due to the heavy ice coating-
Ever: Quickly please.
Misery: <Of course.>
-she claps her braids together, with a ripple of pink that washes over the Gigalith-
Gigalith: <I...hang on, I was planning to do something...>
-the glow from the crystals is sharply muted-
-and the crystals, now too weighted down to manipulate, tumble to the ground-
Raihan: ...!
PEFE!Every: Before he can recover! Ice Beam again!
Ever: Giga Drain.
Misery: <From like to like—>
-she plants her braids on the ground-
Xeno: <Alright, I've had enough of you.>
Flygon: <Don't count on it!>
-he swerves out from behind Gigalith, once more low to the ground, veering back and forth to avoid the Ice Beam as it slices frozen gashes into the ground around him-
Misery: <As you would use the earth for your hunt—>
Xeno: <Stand still, you irritating bug—>
Flygon: <You won't be annoyed for too long.>
Misery: <May you be bound to it.>
-there's a flash of green-
-and a spell circle appears around the Flygon-
-pinning him in place long enough for Xeno's Ice Beam to find its mark!-
Gigalith: <...Oof.>
Flygon: <...Ow.>
Xeno: <Not bad.>
Misery: <Mmm.>
-she blinks-
<I may need a moment...>
Ever: Something wrong?
Misery: <I don't believe so.>
-her eyes glow, and hairs streams from her head, rewinding and lifting her up-
Misery: <...Well, this may take some getting used to.>
Ever: It's not like you were ever a big runner, though.
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
Museum Gala
Tommy: Okay, you lost me there. I dunno anyone by that name. I don't even know who those people are. I have absolutely no context for any of that. But I can tell you this. Jon's... harmless.
Jane: I didn't take Jonathan to be aggressive, like, at all.
Tommy: Not to innocents, anyway. He told me time and again about how much he loathes the Macraul family. You can fill up an entire bingo card of [Quebecois French] profanities from him just talking about them. He sneaks around and does things. He pokes around places where people are more likely to get angry at him. Investigative reporter stuff; just outside my wheelhouse.
Jane: Yeah, keep telling yourself that.
Tommy: What I'm trying to say here is that who ever you met up north, that was not the Jon we know.
Jane: Jon's not a bad person. He kinda thinks he can be an action hero sometimes but that's miles away from someone who can attack you and your friends unprovoked.
Fred: ~Tom, he might have a point. The person I'm seeing in his memories looks a lot like Jonathan. Except... flickery.~
Then he remembered the speech patterns of a rotom who followed this one awkward guy a lot.
Tommy: Hmmm, perhaps we can talk about it some other time. Somewhere a touch more privat— Hold on, did you say time cops?
Jane: Anyone else need a drink order?
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Glimmering GladeGlimwood Tangle-Star and June sweatdrop-
Star: Of course it was.
June: <At least it makes asking for help slightly easier...?>
-And then...-
Bernadetta: !!!!
-the group is teleported right back to their campsite-
-All four stand there, blinking. And then...-
Star: -slumps to the ground- I think that's enough adventure for one night. I'm going to sleep.
June: <Same.>
Felix: <Yup.>
Bernadetta: <Y-yeah...>
-they all just pass out. Like, right there.-