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Pink: -Starts having Galen scan-
-Is fishing by the Tower of Waters-
Let's see if we'll get something good today.
Rakshasa: -Dodges a Power-Up Punch from the Clobbopus on the beach-
Clobbopus♀: <You're not getting away!>
Rakshasa: -Parries with a Brick Break, as the two continue sparring on the beach-
-The line starts tugging-
Okay, this is a pretty big one!
Doppler: -As I make the final tug- <Wait a sec, that's not-
Edited by rmctagg09 on May 10th 2021 at 4:23:30 AM
-he gets a Megan!-
-whether this is good is debatable (and highly subjective)-
Megan: -blub- Bwuh?
-she's foregone her usual wetsuit today, opting for a sleeveless, heavily bepocketed number—the sheer quantity of belts and buckles seem to be serving to hold a variety of tools more on her person than in the harbor-
-...along with one (1) Trainer's fishing line-
-she wriggles, trying to get a better view of what's snagged her-
Megan: -slow twirl, glub- !
-spitting out a mouth-sized Dive Bubble, waving excitedly- Hi, Tagg!!
-on her face sit what could generously be called "specs", and with less charity resemble those many-lens'd monstrosities at home in optometrists' offices-
-some wild Clauncher escape her pack; Vee pokes her head up from the water, bemused-
Vee: -shout, whether at Rakshasa or the Clobbopus it's unclear- <Go for the arm!>
Megan: -giggle- We gotta stop meeting like this.
-she clicks those lenses presumably to a more conversational viewing distance-
Once again when I've tried to catch foodfish I just catch a baitfish.
Clobbopus♀: -Notices Vee and breaks for the shoreline with her tentacle fist outstretched-
-Quietly but firmly-
Clobbopus♀ Pugh: -Stops just about a foot before her fist would've met Megan's party and pouts-
Rakshasa: -Notices that he's missing the hoodie-
Cam: <Who's this?>
Hitodama: <Megan, friend of Tagg's.>
-To Megan as I set her down-
What brings you to the Isle of Armor anyway?
-The two Shadow Balls explode on collision, knocking Kako and Gardevoir backwards while the magical leaves strike through the Light Screen barrier.-
Gardevoir: <Most impressive...>
Bede: Gardevoir, don't hold back! Use Thunderbolt!
Gardevoir: <Prepare to feel the sting of the heavens!>
-The magic circle flashes with a golden light, as a mighty surge of electrical energy is released from the arcane sigil, separating into bolts of lighting which strike Kako and Raru!-
Me: Raru, use Psychic!
Evelyn: Kako, use Shock Wave!
-Raru's eyes glow with a mystical purple color as he unleashes a wave of psychic energy at Gardevoir, while Kako surrounds himself with the electrical energy unleashed by Gardevoir's magical attack and gathers the energy into the palms of his hands, shimmering a bright blue, which he fires from his palms as a beam at Gardevoir, hitting her through the Light Screen barrier.-
Edited by AnimeboyIanpower on May 10th 2021 at 6:52:27 AM
-Gaia looks between Jane and Tommy with arms folded.-
Gaia: Alas, sorry to disappoint you, but I don't have all that much to say about the J-Team. We're not affiliated, and I've yet to come up against any of them during my League challenge thus far. I'm simply here as Miss Knight's guest, and haven't yet had the chance to get the measure of the competition.
-Her voice takes on a lighter, more teasing tone.-
Gaia: That said, if you've got questions on other subjects, I may end up taking you up on that offer of a private interview. I'd very much appreciate the chance to get to know a pair of talented individuals such as yourselves more closely.
-Shun makes a sudden noise akin to a faintly offended squeaky toy being trodden on.-
Gaia: Oh? Am I stepping on your toes there, Detective?
Shun: No! I mean... er, no. What I was about to say was that I'm not at liberties to speak with the press - in the context of an interview, I mean, not simple conversation such as this. You'll have to get a statement from someone else, I'm afraid.
Gaia: Still all business, I see. There's a reason why I tend to handle dealing with the public.
Edited by Herbert40k on May 10th 2021 at 1:04:30 PM
-The sands are quiet.-
-The wind, still.-
-The sea gently laps against the shore, far in the distance.-
-A palm tree, caught in an uncharacteristic winter freeze, drops another dead frond into the sand.-
-A figure walks the sands.-
-He needs no map.-
-He finds the location, now occupied by a sand dune.-
-A tornado tears through the sand.-
-The hatch is revealed as sand falls in all directions.-
-The titanium alloy door is etched in the markings of a religion long lost to dust.-
-Though the figure did not follow the teachings, they still knew the secrets through trade and deed.-
-The door creaks open. Soon after the figure passes, it closes again.-
-A Flygon watches the event in passing.-
-As per her ancient pact, she gets to work covering the hatch again.-
-The technology had aged. Aged by even human standards - though when the power source has a half-life measured in heat-death-of-the-universe, such age is merely an appellation to be worn as one would wear a noble title.-
-The figure floated down the shaft. He mused at how it had never occurred to them to make elevators. They had no need of them when their powers would allow for easy vertical travel.-
-They reached the bottom. There, a meditation room sat. And in the middle of that meditation room, sat a figure covered in dust that had not been disturbed since the stars had been recognized by constellations that no longer exist.-
Greetings. I am an ally, seeking guidance.
-The sitting figure does not move, does not disturb the dust of themself nor the room. The floating figure does as well, as to show respect.-
As I suspected. None but my peers... and one other... know of this shrine's location.
I come, because... something I have created has been unearthed. And I fear it is usage has been abused.
I know of what you speak. And I'm afraid the situation is more dire than you think.
How would you know that?
Brother Keeha Yoog has noted something strange. A disturbance.
The First Keeper of Heart?
Yes. He says that there is something slipping between worlds. Something that our order had demanded decommissioned.
... The Walking Mountain.
You already knew that, however.
I would appreciate your kinder discretions as to the contents of my surface thoughts.
T'was plain in your tone, your thoughts were unnecessary.
That is another matter, and is being resolved in relative time. I have a different concern.
Then give it, and I shall ponder.
I fear the Alloy Institute has been breached.
I have seen the marks of The Craft in an individual recently. VERY recently.
The Alloy Institute was lost in the Dragon Break. There is no possibility.
That is a lie. There is always a possibility. We proved it that day.
YOU proved it.
I did not side with Kagrenac and you are entirely aware of that fact.
The Dragon Break still rests upon your brow.
No less than yours or your order, a fact I must surely not need to remind you of.
Do not speak to me of-
... Brother Maz Koshia speaks true. I shall still my tongue and my mind.
Maz Koshia yet lives?
Yes. He guards the Forge.
Ah... of course.
Now, Craftsman. Tell me of your concerns of the Alloy Institute.
Edited by DuneTheWanderer on May 10th 2021 at 7:45:01 AM
-Vee extends a tentacle of her own as if for a fistbump, insufferably smug grin ready and waiting-
(-she's wearing a blue-tinted monocle over her good eye-)
Megan: -as she's set down, pointing a finger at the sky- Experimentation!
-she holds the pose for a moment...her overwrought lenses slide down-
-and she breaks from it, still giggling-
Megan: -a bit more seriously- I'm preparing for the League! There's a lot to do and I'm pretty excited, hehe.
-perking up- I heard there was a Water-based martial art here! I thought it'd be a bit too off-brand if I didn't check it out.
-she bobs into the makings of a Rapid Strike beginner stance-
-beyond safe—she doesn't even seem to recognize Rakshasa's significance-
-...some more Clauncher, unattended, wriggle their way free-
-holding her Pokédex-turned-PEFEdex, blithe- Getting in some other research while I'm at it!
Vee: -shaking her head- <We sadly ain't prepared for a fight t'day. Pretty soon, though~> o3
Megan: -swapping to a zoom lens, curious- What brings you to the area? :o
Bede: Gardevoir, use Mystical Fire again!
Me: Raru, here it comes! Use Psychic!
Evelyn: Kako, use your Disarming Voice!
Gardevoir: <As thou would wish!>
-A pulse is emitted by the magic circle, followed by an arcane blast of fire colored crimson, orange, blue and purple directed at Raru and Kako.-
-Raru's eyes glow a mystical purple as he unleashes a psychic wave, pushing the magical flames back. Kako warms up his voice and takes a deep breath...-
-With Kako's melodic scream, several rainbow-colored heart-shaped soundwaves are unleashes in Gardevoir's direction, lightly pushing her backwards.-
Pugh: -Gets picked up by Corvus- <Hey!>
Corvus: <Time for your nap, junior.>
Pugh: -Swings futilely at Vee but to no avail-
-To Megan after Rakshasa and I share a look-
Training, but not for me, mostly. Also I have a meetup, but I suppose they've been a bit waylaid.
There's a martial art here, two in fact, but I don't think it's one for us humans.
"That's fair. The food is pretty nice at least." She shrugs.
Megan: -blink- Isn't it? Oh, rip.
Vee: -mou- <Toldja those statues looked a bit too furry for ya.> u~
Megan: Eh, you live and learn.
-Vee giggles in Pugh's direction-
Vee: <Kids. You gotta love 'em. Technic'lly we're all here for the training; realistically you gotta admit martial arts usually belong to the bipedal among us.> .P
-Megan tilts her head-
Megan: I...think from the flow of the conversation it's cool to ask about the meetup? The person…?
-she shrugs, unconcerned- I'm never sure how many details it is across the line between "friendly interest" to "pushing it".
Megan: Suffice to say, I'm sorry to hear that. ^_^
Good to see you, though! Want company until whoever it is—? :o
Pippy: -popping up, Wise Glasses strapped to his face- <Megan? Where'd you go? The Damp Star's almost ready to drop?>
Frank (the Arctovish): -popping up- <Fifteenth time's the charm! I don't mean to alarm / But if you're able, while it's still stable / haste would do no harm!>
Megan: Something came up! That something is me!
Okay, one moment while I toss this—
-Gale tried to fling the construct forward
Now that's out of the way I need to correct you, if it only has two prongs it's a bident, the prong count is why there's a 'tri' in the name.
Luperian: Oooooh, he thought we did it? Nah man, we just weren't worth the real culprit messing with.
Takcorian: We carry a lot of villain energy so we get this kind of accusation a lot.
-Gale's still available. In fact, she's kind of watching specific interactions with the intent of catching the attention of someone she intended on challenging today-
You're just straight vibing right now.
Yeah, let's get in there and figure out what's going on.
-Rakash did not move forward-
... I'm not a combatant so probably not a good idea for me to be in the front.
The bident flew past Arthur and Clutch, and pinned the Medicham to the wall, restricting their arms.
Clutch barely slowed down in time, and crashed into the Medicham, there was a crunch... and then a scream of pain, <GAH! YOU FUCKER!!>
Arthur stopped himself, the Pen grinned, Well. We got em.
Arthur sighed, "Nice work Gale, we caught an assassin, what is that? A Bident?"
Evelyn: I see...
-Evelyn jumps off the stage and hovers in midair, still talking to TBD.-
Evelyn: But the signs seemed to have pointed to the two of you from the moment you arrived at the Rebel Treble. See, before you showed up, Ian, Colton and Meloetta herself had been discussing the incidents that happened to the bands who bowed out before they could participate and the time frame was too narrow for them to have possibly been accidents. Ian believed that it was sabotage and came up with at least three potential motives for why they would sabotage the other bands.
As for the fourth band, all this happened before they were even made known, so it would make sense to believe that whoever this fourth band was, they were responsible for what happened to the other three. Meloetta said that it was all a matter of whether or not they show up and you know the old saying... "Speak of Giratina and he shall appear."
Piku-chan: <Like I said then, "Watch who you're spooking! I almost Thunder-fried you lot!".>
Bede: Gardevoir, use Icy Wind!
Gardevoir: <It's regrettable that I can't think of a pun for ice magic. Oh well...>
-A pulse is emitted by the magic circle, followed by an arcane gust of wind and snow directed at Raru and Kako.-
Me: Raru, look out!
Evelyn: Kako, use Heal Pulse and then tag out with Mirai!
-Raru is blown backwards by the Icy Wind and starts to shiver. Kako releases a healing wave to replenish Raru's strength as well as his own before being called back to his Ball and switched out with his sister, Mirai.-
-Looking out towards the greater crowd-
I was asked to come here, but I wonder if the person in question's gonna finally get over here.
Not a secret, but it does have to do with an old enemy of mine. My training with Rakshasa is just another mission for the Legendary council since they wish to regain contact with the legendaries of Galar.
-Upon noticing Frank-
...Where'd you get one of those?
I know I've been a teensy bit flaky in the past but I'm determined to Actually Remember Birthdays this year
And it didn't really occur to me before because Polycule Round One didn't last long enough to reach May 11th but
You two have the same bday apparently????
Point is, happy birthday to both of you~ 💚🖤
I've got Stuff to Give bc you deserve good things and ily
So I guess uhhh how do you want to do this? I could stop by wherever you are individually, or together, or you come here (Hammerlocke) or whatever works
y'all cute 💕
"Oh? Who is it, if you don't mind me asking? If you need to go look for them we can end the conversation here, if you'd like."
-It takes a few minutes, but it's not long before another set of messages pop up on Kai's group chat.-
Huh. What a remarkable coincidence.
Granted, I became aware of this particular connection since the last time around, but it remains a fascinatingly unlikely one.
In any case, even though I have come to regard the date itself as largely insignificant, I do appreciate the well-wishes. <3
I am currently finishing some work-related preparations at the Faction's offices - I can meet you in Hammerlocke once they're resolved, but that may be some time yet, so it might perhaps be more expedient for you to come here.
And, at the risk of sounding cliche - speak for yourself. 🖤✿🖤
Edited by Herbert40k on May 11th 2021 at 11:31:44 AM
-Gale very much flinched back as Clutch made impact before turning to locate the source of the compliment-
See? He knows it's a bident. Thanks. I kinda forgot to do the whole Celestial Armament shout for it but yaknow, time-sensitive...
-She shrugs and tries not to look at whatever state the assassin is in-
... Man it's been a tiring day and slash or half-month...
-The twins are silent for a moment before laughing-
Takcorian: Yeah no, it wasn't us. Those other bands fell victim to luck, outright accidents and bad circumstances led to their dropping-out.
Luperian: That said, we'd tell you who's behind that bad luck but well...
-The two subtly gesture at the film crew following Gale as she approaches Tagg's interaction group-
Takcorian: Snakes are quite marvelous things with their eyes and ears.
Luperian: It's not always obvious when a snake is listening to ya.
-As previously mentioned, Gale is making her way over to Tagg and she's being tailed by her camera crew because she's hoping this will be a good moment for the publicity-
The Pen sighed and manifested Its Avatar before Arthur as well, Well you two caused some damage. Stopped a conspiracy, and put on a show.
"Indeed," Arthur said, "Clutch how is the assassin?"
<Their leg is broken, pretty badly, but the medicine of this world should fix them. I would have done far worse had I been given the chance.>
"Hence why we don't give you chances," Arthur commented.
Hesitated a bit there Gale, I know you don't like doing the dirty deed but hesitation coulda caused more hurt.
Arthur quirked a brow, "Hesitation?"
-her eyes aren't visible, but: imagine with me, momentarily, the narrowing of her pupils to startled, singular points-
Megan: the what :D
Frank: -piping up, sonorous- <The Legendary Council!>
<The venerable godsmoot that all and one decides / the tangle-threaded fates of all us sorry mortalkind,>
<The stars upon their brows submitting twinkle to the court / their dread determination shedding light to legend lore. Glory, oh ye ancient ones, your names upon our lips.>
Vee: <...aren't you like two months old>
Frank: <Verily, I do be bullshitting you.> i^i
-they snicker, and Team Pastoria proper groans-
Megan: There was a, uh,
Megan: -fiddling with her PEFEdex, looking for a video- A long story? With a "mad scientist", attacking Hammerlocke, against—have you met Logan? I don't think you've met Logan
Vee: <—creatin' people wit' bodily constructions for the sole purpose of wreakin' mayhem—>
Pippy: <Something something mind control? I'll be honest, I didn't listen very hard—>
Megan: -projecting- And they're an Electric specialist and also a Ranger so they left this new friend with me while figuring out what's going on?
And we're getting along! ^_^
Frank: <Tear the legends from their thrones, brick by vertiginous brick.> i°i
Megan: ...they're. Probably joking.
Frank: -I'm sorry but coming up with emoji for this is hard, this is a very upside-down smile with dreadful, armor-rending teeth-
Pippy: -cough, adjusting his shades- <...so, old enemy?>
Edited by Asterisk395 on May 11th 2021 at 7:26:12 AM
Jane and Tommy know Gaia's lying, in their own ways. They try not to make it obvious, with the thespian Jane doing a much better job than her partner.
Jane: That's alright officer. We're more than well aware of conducting official statements through the proper official channels. And making sure that authority figures follow them.
Tommy: Yeah. I understand the importance of need to know. My cousin's husband is in the CCPD.
Jane: And we'd love to speak to you more, Ms. Gaia. The pleasure is ours. Best of luck at the league, though.
Tommy: And don't be afraid of the press. I know we normally are associated with the whole quis custodiet ipsos custodes deal but we're not about to probe and poke like we're some sort of mandibuzz finding a carcass in the Orren desert. That's Vulpix.
Jane: Pffft. That's how Vulpix describes dad.
Tommy: What? They like to project.
Jane: True, true.
Edited by MasterJayAM on May 11th 2021 at 8:11:09 PM
Well it'd be-
-Suddenly Gale plus media entourage-
Have I met Logan, I'm not sure...
Constantin, psychokinetic white supremacist leader of Neo-Flare, I don't know if he hates people like your trainer, Daydre, or Channah I suspect not since Echo didn't say anything when he worked for her, but I suppose he would've had the self-control not to call his boss a slur to her face., but he definitely hates Black people, called me the Kalosian "n-word" once.
Edited by rmctagg09 on May 11th 2021 at 9:00:21 AM
Evelyn and I: Use Magical Leaf!
-Raru and Mirai summon a flurry of rainbow-colored leaves and launch them at Bede's Gardevoir with the flourish of a dancer. The leaves strike Gardevoir through the Light Screen barrier, now weakened from the constant pummeling.-
Bede: Gardevoir, use Thunderbolt again!
-The magic circle flashes with a golden light, as a mighty surge of electrical energy is released from the arcane sigil, separating into bolts of lighting which strike Mirai and Raru!-
Me: Alright, Raru! Use Shadow Sneak!
Evelyn: Mirai, use Helping Hand!
-Mirai's eyes glow in a rainbow of colors as she summons her psychic energy pompoms. She then dances around with them and cheers loudly before touching a pompom to Raru's forehead, dispersing the power through his body.-
-Raru then surrounds himself in a massive shadowy aura and punches the ground, releasing ghostly energy in Gardevoir's direction. A shadowy copy of Raru rises from the ground behind Bede's Gardevoir, punches her in the back through the weakened Reflect barrier and explodes!-
Bede: Gardevoir, now's the time to use your strongest move!
Gardevoir: <The same one that brought down the Kecleon? Very well!>
-Gardevoir concentrates intensely on her magic as she lowers all three of the barriers protecting her...-
Vee: -shrug- <They meet a lotta people. Maybe in passing?>
Pippy: <...holy shit.>
Vee: <Fuckin' yikes.>
Megan: -perking up- Oh, can I kill him? I've thought of so many ways to kill people—
Vee: -nip, the back of her ankle- <I'm sure if he coulda he woulda.>
Megan: -fizzing- I want to help! I want—
Vee: -nip, harder- <Easy. Won' help us win.>
Megan: -sigh, reiterating- Short-term wishes, long-term solutions... this is why I don't want family anywhere near this. already thought I was dead—
-more out of habit than anything, she drums her fingers on the α-mark spreading over her right forearm-
Pippy: <Flare...that's those, fascists, from where Abilene's from, right? With the—death gun??>
Vee: <...ain't all guns death guns?>
Frank: <I would surmise...?>
Pippy: <No no, like...it's, if I remember correctly, it's...> -clicks claws- <...sponsored, by death?>
Vee: <...didja just forget the word "power">
Frank: <Ah, the Doctor did extend her iron spines in the direction of soul batteries, once. Before my time, before my time.>
Megan: -blinks- Like the "Ultimate Weapon". ...wait, that "Ultimate Weapon"? The, ancient Infinity Energy tech that—
Vee: -sigh- <Vampire gun. Life to power.>
(-the half-dried seaweed at her feet withers and dies-)
Edited by Asterisk395 on May 12th 2021 at 1:55:12 PM
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