Hammerlocke

-Kat is furiously taking notes with two obscura hands.-

Kat: Fascinating.

Cady: If the armor works with emotions, maybe there's some way we can use that to our advantage.

Cecelia: ~Hmm, I guess it could work.~

Lena: <Does it involve flamethrowers?>

Cady: Nope, you need to use Skill Swap on Cece.

Lena: <Awwww... Okay.>

Lena used Skill Swap!

Cecelia's ability became Competitive!

Lena's ability became Telepathy!

-Cecelia fires off another Moonblast to keep things going.-

Edited by QuantumMelody29 on Mar 18th 2021 at 5:16:39 PM

???

Kim: "Yes... yes indeed. Evelyn and Piku-chan are probably really worried about us." (She looks around.) "Now... the question is how do we get out of here?"

Glimwood Tangle

Kim: "Ah. Well, then. See you, Ian."

Grohl: <Bye-!>

(But Ian is already gone. Kim shrugs and turns to face Evelyn, still walking through the tangle.)

Kim: "Alright, then, Evelyn... what should we do? Keep going, or...?"

Circhester, Stirring the Pot

Daydre briefly imagines Megan getting into a fistfight with her team. She immediately wishes to un-imagine that.

"... Yeah now that I think about it a lot of the time I just end up picking them up along the way. Hm."

She's thinking of a response when Megan mentions Ama. She makes a couple conflicted looking faces, eventually settling on one that looks simultaneously lost in thought and mildly perturbed. Like someone just addressed you by name and you're trying to remember if you knew them but you're not actually sure and either way you don't remember their name.

"She.. might? She told me a bunch of stuff about her life but not too many specifics. And then she went quiet about that stuff after she went to go do that PEFE-mandated community service thing."

Hammerlocke, incoming

Daydre yelps and gets ready to dodge again until Addie tries (and fails) to absorb the Bolt Beak.

... Speaking of not knowing if you know someone, Daydre makes a face like one of her mom's friends she's never met just walked up and started talking to her like they knew each other but it's like, really one-sided because Daydre's mom never told her anything about this person and- wait, I'm getting side-tracked.

"Uhh....Hello! What stories? Is that Pachirisu okay?"

The molten earth gives Daydre several ideas, most of which revolve around steam explosions. As she's trying desperately not to get hit by the Max Wyrmwind (and getting mildly shredded anyway- that smarts but it's probably not gonna kill her right?) she starts formulating a plan.

Hm. Causing explosions in a populated area is generally bad. But there's already been a bunch of those, so is one more going to hurt?

Daydre's miniature mental Rowan says 'yes, one more could absolutely hurt', but she waves him off, calls out Hellebore, and gestures at the ground under MAX!STEIN. Hellebore gives her a distinctly Rowan-ish expression.

"The street is already exploding don't give me that!"

Hellebore fox-shrugs and attempts to Ice Beam the ground at STEIN's feet.

SS Mariah

-Rogue nods, and approaches the lock, making sure their cloak is in full functionality before letting the perception filter fade. They exhale, taking the padlock in one hand and infusing Aura into it — essentially turning it into a construct medium, to get a feel for the layout of the pins inside — before getting to work picking the lock.-

Hammerlocke Hijinks

-Ah, Dragon attacks on fellow Dragons.-

Mako: <Ow— augh!>

-They hurt a lot.-

-Mako recoils from being slammed by a much bigger Dragon Rush, followed by a Max Wyrmwind.-

Mako: <Aren't bigger things supposed to have slower reaction times?!>

Mason: Wait, okay, okay. Fear response is... whatever the fuck, it's an Electric thing. We can work with that! Mako, just keep doing your thing!

-Mako grumbles, digging his claws scythes blades appendages into the side of the Godzilla-as-designed-by-Victor-Frankenstein monstrosity. Meanwhile, however — seemingly sourceless — an eerie tingle crawls up Stein's back, along with the sound of similarly eerie, unidentifiable whispers.-

-Mason is focusing awfully hard on something, apparently.

Edited by BittersweetNSour on Mar 18th 2021 at 6:46:00 AM

Circhester, Adding Some Spice

-blissfully unaware that her date is reflexively imagining her either getting mauled or punting one of her beloved foxen wrestling her vampire amoeba as a form of affection, Megan instead hyperfocuses on the flurry of facial expressions that Daydre is daydre-ing-

...so that's what that looks like. From the outside, uh

-she extricates her hand to put an arm around Daydre's shoulders, comfortingly(?)-

Megan: Ah, yeah, makes sense—probably, like, avoiding influencing away from something nice, or doing the self-fulfilling prophecy thing. If there's anything reams of sci-fi novels've taught me, it's that you don't frick with time travel.

-then she makes a face like the ADHD brain train's jumped the tracks, speeding into a deep, dark well of rampant inspiration-

-...repeating- You do not frick with time travel.

Megan: Some things probably aren't worth even pre-empting a maybe-awkward social interaction. ^^; Unhappy Dialgas aside. ...has the J-Team met Dialga??

-shoulders-squeeze-

Hammerlocke, vs. Ironspine

-for a moment, a translucent, iridescent shell seems to form around Stein—before guttering out, to some grating noises deep in the armor's innermost mechanisms-

Dr. Ironspine: <Wh—!!>

-she visibly takes a deep, calming breath before moving on to the console-banging stage-

MAX!STEIN: -blandly- <Didn't work.>

Dr. Ironspine: <Oh hush, you! Go—rampage or something. Get results.>

Igor: -likewise console-banging- <Thienthe ith mothtly failure until the particular outlier ith—>

Dr. Ironspine: <You, too!>

MAX!STEIN: <I am the most well-constructed thing here.>

-the next sequence of events happens very quickly-

-in order: Skill Swap-

-Cecelia's Moonblast hits, (It's super effective!), throwing off a painful spray of metal-on-metal sparks-

-Lena finds herself bombarded with the thoughts, more or less, of probably mostly everyone on the field-

Armor: Panic.

-...being a rather natural consequence-

-Stein kicks a Rock Tomb her way, along with, notably:-

MAX!STEIN: -idly- There's so much less awe than I'd like. The flying feather boy at least sees sense.

-becoming evident-

Igor: -dejected- I hope this Contract doesn't spoil assistant poker nights. Working here is an honor, but Addie is a rock in the storm that is my life.

-particularly unshielded-

Dr. Ironspine: FOOLS! They think that these feeble resistances and petty alliances can sway me? I think naught!

Little do they know that this isn't even the armor's final form! And so long as I am here, in this control pod, I can adapt their puny attempts to leverage our weaknesses to my advantage! MY brilliance!!

(-she thinks very loudly-)

Ohohoho, I will show them all—I will SHOW THEM A—

-moving on: Agnes reels-

Armor: Shock.

-toward Wynn, which...-

-yeah-

MAX!STEIN: <Hm.>

-Daydre's attack-

Addie: -flying back, distant- <I'm fine!>

Logan: Oh I ran into a little Zorua way back in Turffield. He was a big help! ^_^ And spoke highly of you—

Addie: <Also Megan>

Logan: Yeah, good things! Later.

-it strikes the Earth Power bubbling at Stein's feet and bursts, sending a plume shrieking across the whole of their underbelly, to the crunch of rupturing pavement-

-in such a way that it cuts right through the armor, windwise—steam is hot—tinged with enough of the attack's initial energy to-

MAX!STEIN: <...ow?>

-circumventing the armor's steely backlash entirely-

Dr. Ironspine: <HEY! Stop poking so many holes in my genius!>

-she fires a railgun round right at Hellebore-

Armor: Joy.

Dr. Ironspine: -for a single instant- <...excuse—>

-...hypothetically, but armored amalgamated apocryphasaurs are really unaerodynamic-

-jet thrusters fire without any input from Stein or their crew, chasing after Ian and his enthusiasm down the street-

Logan: ...hm!

-away from the damaged buildings-

Dr. Ironspine: -fiddling with keys, to Ian- <H-hah! Naturally you'd see the might of my ingenuity—>

-hammering one- <But this belongs to ME!>

-...toward an entirely different set of buildings, with a different set of peoplemon evacuating slightly more rapidly-

Corviknight Taxi Pilot: -watching the battle get closer- Wh—hey! Whoa there!

Corviknight: -overloaded, bravely- <I will bite you.>

-Mako manages to cling to Stein as this occurs, clawing deeper rents into Stein's armor even before they touch down-

-and then...Mason- =)

-for all that Stein lauds existing as a product of recent developments, they as all things—come from something ancient and knowing-

-they stiffen, a primal urge overtaking them-

Armor: Fear.

-Stein's eyes widen in shock as they stab themself in the foot with their most powerful attack, speed lending itself to power as they briefly outshine themself-

-...the growing fracture in the armor knitting itself half-closed-

-and whirring back to life-

Armor: Shock.

-a turn of events that nevertheless stuns its occupant-

MAX!STEIN: -ineffectually Wave'd- <Hold on—excuse me—>

Armor: Shock.

Dr. Ironspine: <WH—?!?>

Armor: Shock.

MAX!STEIN: <What is happening—??>

Igor: -sighs-

-and so on-

Logan: -snickering disbelievingly- Hah!

-they press a button on their Styler, letting out a whistle and raising its antenna like a baton-

Edited by Asterisk395 on Mar 22nd 2021 at 10:01:17 AM

Mementos, Chromatic Path

Me: Honestly, can't say I know...

-At that moment, a serried ring of Shadows manifest and surround Ian and Kim. The Shadows manifest into the forms of a pale Togetic with Butterfree wings, three white, black-eyed Pikachu wearing blue jester-like hats and matching collars, three black, red-eyed Pikachu wearing purple jester-like hats and matching collars, a pink-and-black striped, eyeless Gastly with a Gengar-like mouth, two eyeless Murkrow with charred hats; long, narrow beaks that carry a lantern; and brass masks embedded in their chests, a Cofagrigus lacking spikes and a mouth, with eyes replaced with two angry red lights and clawed hands, and a black knight riding on the back of a Rapidash.-

Me: ...and I don't think they're willing to give us directions...

Glimwood Tangle

Evelyn: I don't know. I think we can play here for the time being... What do you think, Hoops?

Hammerlocke

-Ian the Pikipek glides over the battlefield, getting a good vantage point of everyone.-

Ian the Pikipek: -to Wynn- Sorry! That was my Pikachu. I don't think he's too used to being flung by his opponents.

Piku-chan: <WATCH OUT!>

-Piku-chan raises his tail and uses it to absorb the energy of the Thunder Wave, knowing he won't be affected by it in an attempt to protect Wynn.-

Ian the Pikipek: Looks like our patience paid off. Let's go!

-Piku-chan smiles and waves to Wynn as if to say "sorry again", then jumps into the air, pulling back his fist and then throwing a mighty punch at Stein. Ian the Pikipek, then descends rapidly to tackle the Dynamaxed Dracozolt.-

Hammerlocke Hijinks

Mason: ...that actually worked

-He stares as he processes it-

-and grins-

Mason: That worked!

-And actually literally hops mid-victory-fistpump-

Mason: Hah-hah! Not so tough now, huh? Can't beat the ol' Mason ingenuity!

Mako: <Errr Mason he's speeding up?>

Mason: Well, slow him down, then!

-Mako rolls his eyes, and stomps forward, attempting to bury Stein's feet in rhe dirt.-

-A snarling, growling sound coming from thin air echoes somewhere behind Stein.-

SS Mariah

-The lock is well made, sturdy construction mixed with spooled and threaded pins... But with an Auric's attunement as a Construct Medium, such a mundane item is rendered subservient to the whims of one with power. The pins fall quickly into place under the auric charge and the pick work and with a whispering click it opens, hanging loose upon the latch-

Hmph. Guess I need more practice... Let's get in there.

"Can confirm, I was in life support as well, had barely left when the lights went out. Gale was replacing the filters in the scrubbers."

Roxy looked a little uneasy, "Arthur and I were in the Engine bay, watching Snakeye fix the reactor."

Snakeye gave a thumbs up, <Lights wen' out and then they came back on again. All that's left is a pile of purple ooze.>

Roxy considered the distance, "Okay so life support isn't far from Reactor but... it's still not an easy walk over considering how short that electrical short was."

Byleth sighed, <You two in the cabin, do you have any suspicions?>

Hammerlocke hijinks

Lena: ~Woah, and I thought telepathy was the same for any Psychic type.~

Cecelia: ~Well, this is pleasantly quiet.~

Lena: ~We should get rid of this as soon as possible. Yeet me!~

-Cecelia notices the Rock Tomb flying at them and teleports in front of Lena last second. She survives the hit, but is now stuck underneath the rocks.-

Cecelia's speed fell!

Cecelia: ~Sorry, I'm kinda stuck here.~

Cecelia's Competitive! Cecelia's Sp. Atk rose!

-Lena looks around at the other trainers.-

Lena: ~Hey, somebody yeet me at the giant Dracozolt! It'll be good, I promise!~

Edited by QuantumMelody29 on Mar 19th 2021 at 5:54:09 PM

???

Kim: (confused) "What...? What do you...?"

(And then she notices all of the Pokemon demons surrounding her. She looks over at them for a few moments— and then terror starts to creep over her face.)

Kim: "Oh no. Ohhhh dear. What are those? What are we going to do?"

Museum Brawl

Hoops: I don't think we can stop her from getting away.

'''Cof: <No problemo. I have a few tricks that will be useful to make her escape as uncomfortable as possible. With this Protect!>

Hoops: Protect, what will that do?

Cof: <Watch and enjoy, boss child.>

He plunges one spectral arm into the ground, and it snakes through the floor and up the wall, to about the level that Malacostra hangs at. The hand pokes out, and a shimmering barrier appears in the air. As Malacostra is swinging on this cable due to physics, she would find herself slowly and inevitably swinging face first towards said wall with not enough time to change to a better position.

Glimwood Tangle

Hoops looks around and seems to spot something.

Hoops: Actually, rather than waiting out on the path, I think there might be a good place near here. Follow me.

Without waiting to see if anyone is following they step off the main path onto what looks like some kind of track leading between two large mushrooms. They go that way for about thirty seconds, which leads them to a particularly large mushroom, at the base of which are a few log seats and some writing carved into the base that reads "Jamie Thorn and Kec". Hoops turns around to the others if they followed.

Hoops: This used to be my secret spot.

Ballonlea, Interim

-Apple-A-Day observes the heartwarming reunition with predictable awkwardness, though at least they've got a mask-

Apple-A-Day: ...

Syrnewt: <...>

Apple-A-Day: Uh, Vaporeon, I have your stuff. And an Occa berry.

Syrnewt: <You're a true hero.>

Apple-A-Day:

Hammerlocke

Ever: So. That's everyone on the team fully evolved, I guess, except...

Scramble: <:V>

Ever: Yeah. What's your deal, little buddy?

Scramble: <:V>

-the Dreepy Swarm rotates in staggered patterns-

Ever: ...Well, you're very small.

Glimwood Tangle

(The group follows— and then take notice of the mushroom. Instantly, they all run up to it.)

Elton: <Oooh-! This looks really nice...>

Freddie: <I-I'll admit, it does look intriguing...> (He pauses.) <Wait. What if that mushroom's... p-poisonous—?!>

Geddy: (calmly) <I doubt it is, Freddie...>

Grohl: <Yeah! It can't be poisonous!>

Jagger:    <Besides, who'd it possibly hurt? Geddy hasn't even evolved fully yet...>   

Strummer: <'Ey... there's a name on 'ere.>

(Ozzy flies up above the mushroom and looks down.)

Ozzy: <I dare say there is...>

Dio: <Sweet! What's the name?>

Ozzy: <I believe it says "Jamie Thorn and Kec.">

Kim: "Interesting... though I must ask, who is 'Jamie Thorn'?"

Glimwood Tangle

Hoops: Well, Thorn is my father's last name - and my last name as well I suppose, but I don't really use it. As for Jamie... well, that's the name my parents gave me when I was born, when everyone thought I was a boy. When I carved this here, so did I. But that name stopped fitting me once I realised I was non-binary, so I chose the name Hoops instead.

They sit on one of the log seats, which has a thick layer of moss on it like a cushion.

Kec: <I suggested the name Hoops, I'd like to add.>

Glimwood Tangle

Evelyn: Jamie... Thorn? -to Hoops- Hoops... that's your real name?

Museum Brawl

-Evelyn sees what Hoops and Cof are planning and breaks down laughing.-

Evelyn: Good thinking! Hahahaha...

Hatty: -snrk- <Malacostra's gonna feel that in the morning!>

-Salem reaches for the unfurled rope ladder and shakes his leg, trying to get Ian the Pikipek to let go. Naturally, Ian the Pikipek lets go, knowing that Salem has failed to take anything important from the museum.-

Salem: Well, heroes... You know what they say... He who koops and runs away lives to koop another day!

Ian the Pikipek: What does THAT even mean?

Salem: It means, we will meet again! And we will be stronger than ever!

-Salem grabs onto the rope ladder to make his getaway.-

Mementos, Chromatic Path

Black Knight:    <What business hast thou that lead you here?>   

-The Black knight points his sword at Ian and Kim, demanding an answer.-

Glimwood Tangle

They shake their head firmly.

Hoops: Absolutely not. Hoops is my real name. Technically not legally, but that's irrelevant as far as I'm concerned.

They point at the words on the mushroom.

Hoops: That name is my deadname. It's not mine anymore, and I won't answer to it. It's nothing more than nostalgia to me now. There are no real names and made up names.

Glimwood Tangle

Kim: "Ah. That explains it, then. I... was theorizing that was the case, but I wanted to know for sure. Hence why I asked."

(Beat)

Kim: "Of course, I will still refer to you as Hoops."

Ozzy: <As will we.>

(The rest of Kim's Pokemon nod— and then all of a sudden, the bushes begin to rustle. Freddie hears it and starts shaking.)

Freddie: <W-what— what was that?>

???, Chromatic Path

(Kim steps back slightly, raising her hands in the air.)

Kim: "Er... g-greetings. Kimberly Bond... lingual c-consultant... at your service. We— we saw this strange app on our phones and pressed it and suddenly found ourselves... here. In this universe. Wherever this is."

Edited by OPALGARNET16 on Mar 19th 2021 at 8:25:02 AM

SS Mariah

-Rogue lets go of the construct once the lock is open, and turns to give Gale a wink.-

Rogue: A second set of eyes never hurts.

-They go back to focusing on a perception filter, before moving to open up the container-

Hammerlocke

Wynn: -unable to see Piku-chan tanking the Thunder Wave due to Piloswine hair and the fact that Piku-Chan is on her back regardless- <As long as he's ok!>

-Agnes however is right there to see him do so-

Agnes: Er...Thanks! I guess?

-Agnes looks around to find the source of the telepathic message, and spots Lena-

Agnes: -waving- Sure, get up here!

-Meanwhile, Wynn is feeling the Helping Hand. She tilts her head down so her horns are pointed forward-

Wynn: <I Think I'm facing the right direction, it sure smells like it...>

Agnes: -noticing Wynn getting ready to charge- Way's clear, Wynn!

-once Lena is on Wynn's back, Agnes picks up the Mewostic with one hand and continues to hang on to Wynn with the other.-

Agnes: Chaaaaaarge! '

-Wynn rushes forward to try and Take Down the Dracozolt. Once they're in range, Agnes throws Lena as hard as she can, hoping the momentum from Wynn's charging helps-

Circhester Alley

-Star nods, and takes the stick in both hands. She starts channeling her Aura into it. The stick starts to glow, and things seem to be going well...until the stick starts to crack.-

Star: !!

-Star panics, and immediately stops and tries to pull out whatever Aura she put into the stick-

Glimwood Tangle

Evelyn: I understand... Don't worry, Hoops... I'll never speak a word of your deadname to anyone. I promise.

Hatty: <Something wrong, Kim?>

Mementos, Chromatic Path

Me: And I am Ian Pollyanna Salberg... I found the same app on my Xtransceiver...

Black Knight:    <Kimberly Bond... Ian Pollyanna Salberg...>   

-The Black Knight glares at the two lost trainers and pulls back his blade.-

Pale Togetic Girl: <Don't you know where you are?>

Jester-Hatted Pikachu A: <Hee-ho! I doubt they would...>

Black Knight:    <Thou art trespassing on the grounds of the soul... Look around thee!>   

-The Black Knight points his sword to the rows of tombstones lining the sides of the path.-

Edited by AnimeboyIanpower on Mar 19th 2021 at 10:28:03 AM

Glimwood Tangle

Kim: "Oh, no, nothing's wrong; it's merely that—"

(But she is interrupted by the sound of the bushes rustling again— and then by laughter.)

???: <Well, well, well, what do we have here?>

Freddie: <Oh no... oh dear...>

???: <A bunch of puny little Pokemon lookin' for a fight, eh?>

Strummer: <OI! PUNY?!>

Grohl: <Well, I mean... we are unevolved, and we do like battling...>

(And then the two Pokemon emerge from the bushes— revealing themselves to be a Morgrem and a Galarian Rapidash. The two of them smirk.)

Morgrem: <So, you fancy yourself a battle, eh?!>

Grohl: <Woah... new Pokemon—! Hello, I'm Grohl! Who are you?>

(beat, the Morgrem and the Rapidash look at each other)

Morgrem: <Hol' up, is that a Mareep?>

Grohl: <Yep! I sure am! Do you want to touch my wool? It's really soft...>

Galarian Rapidash: <You silly Mareep; why would we even bother to touch your wool? We'd much sooner pick a fight with you— and all of your so-called friends over here...>

Grohl: <W-what do you mean? Of course they're my friends! I mean, I just met them not that long ago, but I still love them all the same!>

(Kim, meanwhile, is watching the interaction unfold in front of her in slight disbelief.)

Kim: (thinking to herself) Dear God... he's like if 9-Volt and an Ampharos had an egg...

(And then she grins.)

Kim: (thinking to herself) And I already love him.

(Ozzy, meanwhile, blinks.)

Ozzy: <Ah. A Tenebris dryadalis and an Anglicusequus ignis. This should be interesting.>

(Freddie, naturally...)

Freddie: (as nervous as ever) <G-GAH—!! Oh dear... ohhhhh dear... t-this is bad...>

(And then the Morgrem and the Galarian Rapidash notice Freddie panicking and turn to each other, smirking.)

Morgrem: <Oi, look at this! It's a Drizzile who's still a puny crybaby! Think we should go ahead and kick him over a fence or something?!>

Grohl: (beat, then) <Wait, what?!>

(Elton and Geddy react with similar shock, before the former immediately jumps in front of Freddie.)

Elton: (incensed) <Oh, no, you don't! You're not gettin' Freddie kicked over any fences anytime soon; I'll tell you that!>

Grohl: <There's not even any fences in Ballonlea, silly~!>

Kim: (thinking to herself) Dear God. He is literally just Mareep 9-Volt. I swear to god if he has Thunder Wave A, B, G, and D I am going to lose my mind.

(The Galarian Rapidash smirks over at Grohl.)

Galarian Rapidash: <Oh, really? Is that so? Well, none of that matters, you know why?>

Grohl: <Why?>

(And then the Morgrem goes over and grabs Freddie, before rolling him into a ball with a smirk on his face.)

Morgrem: <Because we're still going to kick him to the curb anyways!>

Grohl: <You're going to do WHAT?!>

Ozzy: <You HEATHEN-! How dare you even bother to physically assault Freddie due to his personality! I saw him in Motostoke and I daresay he is more confident than either of you fools will ever be!>

Dio: <Yeah!>

Elton: <You tell 'em, Ozzy~!>

Morgrem: <And he's still got grippers, too. Pathetic. What's wrong with him, anyways? Disability or somethin'?>

Freddie: (terrified) <D-don't... remind me...!>

(Strummer and Grohl look at each other, both of them shocked and incensed.)

Grohl: <He has grippers?! I didn't even notice— and yet I still wouldn't point it out if he doesn't want it to be.>

Strummer: <YEAH! Unlike you jerkwads! You boys are with the Establishment, clearly! I 'ate you blokes already!>

Grohl: <I mean... I wouldn't exactly say "hate", but...>

Strummer: <Doesn't matter! They're 'urting my mates!> (He turns to face Grohl.) <You wanna fight them or what?!>

(Grohl looks back towards the sneering Fairy-types before his face takes on a determined expression.)

Grohl: <You know what? Yeah. I'll gladly do so.>

Kim: (grins) "Very well, then. Strummer, Grohl... I'd say it's time we put those bullies in their place."

Strummer: <AWWW YEAAAAAAAH—!>

Grohl: <Let's do this!>

Jagger: (cheerfully)    <I'll deliver the finishing blows~!>   

???, Chromatic Path

(Kim looks ahead at all of the gravestones and flinches a bit.)

Kim: "Oh... oh dear. I must ask who exactly it was that died here."

Natural History Museum Brawl

Malacostra repeatedly hits the invisible wall of grievous harm, like a supervillain version of paddleball.

Sokar: I am so sorry, Mal.

Malacostra: Shut your mouth <plonk> and get <plonk> me out of here. We <plonk> don't nearly have enough Flare-sympathisers <plonk> to take this out on.

Sokar: Well, we're <plonk> almost <plonk> at the chopper. Whoa, that was <plonkity plonk plonk plonk> how high does that go anyway.

Malacostra: Serves you right for not knocking that sarcophagus out cold on the first try. <plonk>.

After several painful hits, Malacostra and her team were finally on the chopper, as was Salem. They flew off rather quickly and disappeared into the Wyndon skyline before the helicopters of Crown Tundra Yard begin pouring in.

In the chopper, Malacostra looked at her companion as soon as she could move.

Malacostra: Sokar, take note of the need for psychic shielding. And glare removal. So, Salem, you seemed more successful, whaddya got?

Down below, Arachna-Guy and Aranos surveyed the damage as they gently lowered the two bags. Building damage was minimal. A broken ceiling, scuffed stone walls, a ruined Sirfetch'd dinner, and a lot of damaged [Plexiglas]. The broken glass everywhere was a hazard, but the fossils were intact. Aranos and Arachna-Guy hop down not long after.

Gimbal, all this time, had been taking pictures. Lots of pictures.

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Jane: He got away.

Stephanie: We don't know the extent of the damage, so there's no use crying over— wait a minute, what was that thing he stole?

Jane: A bunch of ores, I think. We are in the geology section.

Stephanie looked around and found out exactly what was stolen.

Stephanie: Predictably, he didn't go after the rocks, but I think he dropped some of the things he stole. Help me read these labels. You familiar with ores?

Jane: No, I'm afraid not.

Stephanie: I've been to way too many digs with geologists. I'll tell you when we find anything valuable. Seriously, those rock fellas are just itching to dig up mineral oil or gold or whatever. I'll sort out the bag. You and the literate members of your team read the labels. I can rummage through this bag and ID what's been recovered.

Jane: Right.

Stephanie: Boy, I hope Captain Pikipek comes back with those minerals. Think you can call up your boyfriend. We really could use someone else who knows their minerals.

Jane: He's a bit tied up at the moment.

Stephanie: I'm surprised you didn't deny it this time.

She begins rummaging the bag.

Stephanie: Ooh. Amethyst. It's safe. And gold ore.

Jane: There's a lot of metal stolen. Bauxite. Haemite.

Stephanie: That's aluminum and iron. Iron's like the cheapest metal. Any other iron ores he stole?

Jane: Iron pyrite.

Defiant Wing

Upton: We can only vouch for ourselves and Ba'al, unfortunately. We sent him on a snack run.

Shutter: That explains the sack with him.

Upton: We've been stuck here since Mr. Albright sent us the bad news. Full disclosure, I turn into a ditto and I have a ditto.

Astarte breaks apart her disguise and transforms into her formless self, waving.

Upton: We did form a protocol for us to distinguish ourselves. We can transform into someone you can recognize but isn't in this ship.

Ba'al transforms into a figure the group (and, incidentally, Silas) would recognize. He begins to speak in a Castelian accent.

Upton: Kinda like that.

Ba'al, as Tommy: As long as we can shapeshift into something you know but they don't be ought to be fine. Though we're gonna run out of people to disguise as eventually.

He transforms into Benadryl Cucumber or whatever as Sherlock Holmes.

Ba'al, as Sherlock: A peculiar conundrum, but one that shouldn't be a problem. As long as they don't transform into psychics.

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Defiant Wing Zoom Call

-Gale momentarily panics at the fact that there's two Ditto on the ship but then gets a thought-

Hey, actually can you two start checking the ship's ventilation system? Our impostor could have used them to get between rooms quicker than just walking.

-She gestures at the vent cover near where she was working on filters-

If we can find where the creature took the victims, it would save us a lot of suspicion and bring our numbers back up for a confrontation...

SS Mariah

-With a rusty groan that melds into the creaks and hum of the ship itself, the door opens. The interior is as previously noted and Gale slips inside to begin examining the various pallets of cargo-

Grab the TMs, I'm just checking if there's anything else illegal hiding out here...

-She freezes up when she gives the pallet of white boxes labelled as Video Games a closer look-

Taking this one. Don't ask questions.

Mementos, Chromatic Path

-Ian looks around with a look of sadness on his face. It's clear that not even he knows the reason for the Lavender Town-esque aura about this path of Mementos.-

Black Knight:    <That is not for thyself to know, trespasser...>   

-The Black Knight raises his sword and is prepared to give a signal to the rest of the Shadows.-

Black Knight:    <The punishment for trespassing upon the grounds of the soul is death...>   

-The Black Knight lowers his blade to point at the two trainers, glaring into their souls.-

Black Knight:    <SEIZE THEM!>   

-The Shadows that surround Ian and Kim heed the Black Knight's signal and begin to close in on them.-

Jester-Hatted Pikachus: <Hee-ho... Hee-ho...>

Black Jester-Hatted Pikachus:    <Hee-ho... Hee-ho...>   

Me: -scared- Th-This isn't good...

Glimwood Tangle

-Hatty jumps off of Evelyn's head and to Freddie's aid.-

Hatty: <Leave my friends alone!>

Evelyn: Hatty?

Hammerlocke Hijinks

-Ian the Pikipek glides through the air, trying to lead Dr. Ironspine and Stein away from the city.-

Ian the Pikipek: Honestly, sir... I think armor that reacts to emotion is a pretty cool concept. I mean, it could definitely be used for the good of people and Pokémon alike. Why use your intelligence to cause havoc?

Wyndon Natural History Museum

-Ian the Pikipek returns with some of the ores and gems that ended up being dropped.-

Ian the Pikipek: I'm back. Good thing is he did end up dropping some ores and gems. None of them were damaged.

-Ian the Pikipek hands the minerals to Stephanie and Jane, knowing that once they figure out what Salem tried to steal, they can put it all back.-