J-Con, Fortune Booth C

Hoops does that thing that one does when they get waved at, where they kind of point to themselves to see if it's them that is being communicated to and looking around, before making their way over.

Hoops: Hi. You read people's fortunes, right?

J-Con Fortune Booth B

Evelyn: Individual, if you please?

Evelyn VS Hoops Battle

Tot: <Not good...>

-Tot gets slammed into the ground by Pol, and Sal is driven back by Rav's Dragon Pulse.-

Evelyn: Sal, use Toxic! Tot, use Whirlwind to get Pol off you!

-Sal spits out a poisonous liquid at Rav as Tot tries to flap their wings and whip up a wind powerful enough to move the Tadpole Pokémon off of him.-

Wild Area - With Radon (and now Aurelia)

-Aurelia's frolicking may very well be interrupted by a voice from nearby, speaking in what appears to be a vague imitation of a [Southern] drawl that occasionally gets bored and wanders into different regions on vacation.-

Ferrum: Well howdy there, little lady. Can't help but notice you look awful lonesome out here. Don't see any of those friends you mentioned. Wonder if there's not some place else you ought to be?

J-Con 2021

-Apple-A-Day may very well hear a high, reedy voice calling out from somewhere behind them.-

Lucius: Hey!

-The Harrowhark cosplayer Harrows hurries over.-

Lucius: You didn't tell me you'd be here! We could've come together! Though I guess we would've both had to be Harrow, neither of us has the build to pull off Gideon. Speaking of which, what the hell is that outfit, anyway? You some bit-part villain from the Aurabolts show or what?

Lissa: What the balls is going on

Edited by Herbert40k on Jul 17th 2021 at 2:39:36 PM

Battle Outside Hammerlocke [TS]

Rav is hit by the effects of Toxic and shudders with pain as the poison courses through her body. Pol meanwhile is blown away and, through the effect of Whirlwind, is automatically recalled. Red light streaks from her ball on Hoops' belt, and Pol disappears, to be replaced a moment later by Ninjask - or Nin as she will now be known.

Hoops: Not good, Nin is a bad matchup for these two. Rav, use Rock Slide and give it everything you have!

Rav shouts with effort, which is more than she usually speaks at all, and dozens of large rocks begin to fall from the sky above Sal and Tot. The attack finishes (effectiveness tbd) and then the poison effects Rav again and she falls down, unconscious.

The Fortune Booth — Colton and Kamui

Fortuneteller: Excellent! Then without further ado!

-They shuffle the deck, then place it face-down.-

Fortuneteller: I'm going to draw three cards, one at a time. In order, the side of each card that is upright to you will say something about your past, then your present, then your future.

-They take the first card, and place it. The image is a landscape-orientation image of a king, dressed in white and warm colors, sitting upon an elevated gold throne, facing a warrior clad in black and cool hues. Between them, a white-furred beast and a black-scaled monster are locked in combat, each closer to the side most opposite in coloration, though in their struggle, it is not truly clear which is fighting for whom. Nearest to Kamui is the kingly figure, though the card text printed upright from this position actually seems to identify the warrior on the opposite side.-

Fortuneteller: The card of your past is the Challenger. It's the typical tale of the trainer — one side stands to defend their pride and honor, whereas the other seeks to claim it from them. You have met your fair share of individuals aspiring to stand above you, and you've had to defend that pride from them.

The Fortune Booth — Evelyn and Ian

Fortuneteller: Wonderful! Then without further ado!

-They shuffle the deck, then place it face-down.-

Fortuneteller: I'm going to draw three cards, one at a time. In order, the side of each card that is upright to you will say something about your past, then your present, then your future.

-They take the first card, and place it. The image depicts background of red radial streaks, with an upside-down, negative-space crystal-blue silhouette of a crowned head and torso in front of it. The background seems reminiscent of a volcano with lava streaming down it.-

Fortuneteller: The card of your past is Eruption. You've gone through something that has completely rocked your world, to the point where it was almost too much to bear. Keeping a clear mind through something like that is always quite the struggle.

The Fortune Booth — Hoops

-The Fortuneteller smiles.-

Fortuneteller: Indeed, I am the Fortuneteller in charge of this booth. Care to have yours read? There's no charge but your time and your fate, friend.

J-Con Fortune Booth

Hoops: Well, my father always said that fortune telling and all types of magic were the work of Giratina and the distortion world... so yeah, go for it.

Fortuneteller Alpha

Kamui nods, a hand raised to her chin in contemplation, recollection of faces and events in the back of her mind. "I know who and what I fight for, to the last breath," she nodded.

The Fortune Booth — Colton and Kamui

-The Fortuneteller nods, and flips over the next card — a group of seven, standing upon a horizon line, reflected nonidentically onto the opposite side. On the upright side, six figures of all sorts of colors stand radially, looking inward toward a black-winged individual kneeling downward away from them. Their reflections seem opposite — six monochrome reflections standing facing outward, pointing in all directions, with a rainbow-clad individual kneeling and watching from behind them.-

Fortuneteller: The card of your present is Cycles. You're finding yourself in a pattern— things that have happened before are happening again, maybe not identically, but in a familiar way. Maybe you're comfortable with the familiarity, or maybe you want to break away from that loop, but it's a cycle present in your life regardless.

The Fortune Booth — Hoops

Fortuneteller: I wouldn't say my fortunes are the work of Giratina, per se. But fate, I've found, works in mysterious ways, with or without any person's influence. But! Without further ado!

-They shuffle the deck, then place it face-down.-

Fortuneteller: I'm going to draw three cards, one at a time. In order, the side of each card that is upright to you will say something about your past, then your present, then your future.

-They take the first card, and place it. Diverging pathways wind up a hill under a bright sky. The path most prominent in the card's current position leads into a cave, fading into darkness with only unidentifiable gleams of light within. The pathway leading away is teeming with wildlife, despite showing a clear walkway.

Fortuneteller: The card of your past is the Cavern. You've made a choice once, to delve into uncertain territory in hopes of finding something spectacular. It may have been rather daunting, but despite the challenges, you emerged triumphant and with exciting new experiences.

Fortuneteller イ

"The League," she summarized.

Defiant Wing, far past

-Defiant infosphere-

Wisp: -to Bishop, cheery- <I helped them, silly!> ^_^

-an Ominous Wind streaks around the Wing's wing, sucking the oxygen from the blaze-

<Where have you been?> :?

-and...things start animating, across the ship-

-slotting back into place, or close enough that ghosts can pretend, haunted-house-in-the-uncanny-valley style-

-Apiarist-

-Water Bubble is not to be trifled with—the Fire Blast plasters itself across the front of a spider and fizzles out-

-the Scolipede doesn't take the Thunderbolt nearly so well, diving between that Luxio and his Trainer-

A!Apiarist: -to Jackal, bright- Haha! You're like Crobatman!

-the Apiarist, of course, is doing what he's been doing when he sees Yasuke coming for him, standing there looking pretty…-

A!Apiarist: -startled- oh

-and the next moment he's stepped inside Yasuke's guard, digging fingers in a particular seam between two armor plates and wresting him to the ground-

A!Apiarist: -grunt- Oooooh, what a—pretty specimen you are~!

-and Yasuke might find himself unable to reach him, or meaningfully move-

A!Apiarist: -examining- Chitin's got luster, blood's a lovely shade of chartreuse, those claws are so sharp—

-to Jackal, emitting metaphorical sparkle- You've sent such a lovely Bug after me. Thanks, guy.

-...he's pressing a knife to a vital seam-

A!Apiarist: -sad- Such a tragedy in the works, if you don't let us all go.

-in that Aura is nothing but cold, bitter anger-

-Poisoner-

P!Poisoner: ...if we live through this, I am never letting her live this down.

-is it possible for a mask to look confused if it wants to laugh or cry-

P!Poisoner: But seriously? How much do you trust—

-and the yank to start storming makes him lose his footing with a yelp, dropping a different syringe holding an almost comically lethal-looking substance, practically screaming "use me if someone learned too much"-

P!Poisoner: -flailing after it- Wait, I need—

Alkahest: -patting him on the leg, dragging an unconscious Hemlock along- <Just go with it, sir.>

P!Poisoner: -...sighs-

P!Poisoner: -dragged along, mutter- Of course it's more poison. Everything's poison, it just happens to be the antivenin to that venin—

-to Rosemaster-

Castanea: -to Gaia's unconscious body- <...fall, then.>

-turning aside- <...though I admire your tenacity.>

Rosemaster: -like an eighth conscious- Ddddid we win?

-cradling her in one arm, Castanea draws a Wand from her belt which rapidly grows to full staff size, something incandescent and volatile fruiting at the tip-

Castanea: <We're about to.>

-the hand holding the Wand is attached to the wrist around which the Bomb-vines are wrapped, throbbing Overgrow's light-

Castanea: -to the ship at large, which mostly means Bishop- <I'm not hearing much cooperation!>

-...and this, of course, is when Rogue arrives with the Poisoner in tow-

P!Poisoner: Castor, you really don't need to—

-he chokes off, seeing Rosemaster's state-

Castanea: -cold, in Rogue's direction- <Why have you not killed them yet.>

Rosemaster: -mutter, unconsciously- fuck 'em

P!Poisoner: Wh—do not "fuck 'em"! Do not! Ab—Rosemaster, we may have made a mistake—

Rosemaster: -pained, somehow more deliriously- scorch the—earth, and salt the ashes…

-Castanea shrugs, like "you heard the lady"-

-and power starts to build-

Castanea: <Last chance. The words out of your mouth had better be "yes, we're landing in a few minutes".>

Isle of Armor, July 4

Pippy: <Oh, it's easy!> ^v^

-ticking off claws- <First you build a ramp, and then you get some whipped cream—>

-S p e c t r u m-

-Megan shrieks, before realizing what a mistake this is as sand gets in her mouth—sand gets everywhere, chafing-

(-she seems to have dived over Daydre in the commotion, and attempted to do so with Kai, although...she possibly lacks the surface area to do so effectively-)

Pippy: -immune to Sandstorm, weak to Ground- <wait wait wait wait we're not prepared—>

-...and out of Megan's respiratory system leaps a Vee, sweeping out everything she was choking on and springing to sprout feet-

Vee: <REVENGE!> >w

-and she sweeps her tail over the beach for a counter-Sand Attack in Spectrum's direction, to…significantly less effect-

-like half of it gets stuck damply in her tail-

Vee: >.D

-it'd probably be sad if it wasn't so cute-

(-Megan herself grabs a handful and tosses it in entirely the wrong direction-)

(-she's got sand in her eyes u_u-)

Stormchaser, Ranger's Lair

Logan: -to Tagg, nodding- Well yes, of course, but I doubt the School holds either of those in high regard.

Dr. Ironspine: -mutter- <Someday I'm gonna quit and become an evil social scientist, and then you'll be sorry.>

Logan: But first I'll be proud. =)

Dr. Ironspine: <Hweh.>

Addie: <If there's anyone who works with Aura as life energy and connections, it's us.> ^_^

-the Partner Bond between her and Logan sparks into visibility...slotting oddly nicely into the Web of Intrigue-

Phoebe: -to Quibilah- <Je ne sais quoi?> :o

Deim: <evil>

Igor: -holding up a finger- <Being mithunderthtood.>

-sagely, to the baby- <Dunthparthe hold great power. Even the good Doctor hathn't tapped that well for fear of what it containth.>

Dr. Ironspine: -point- <I'll make Dunsparce armor my next project, and then you'll be sorry!!>

Logan: -mutter- Just make a gun for snakes without hands.

Dr. Ironspine: <What?>

Logan: -said nothing- What? (ツ)

-...-

Addie: -to Tagg- <...soooo, have we proven ourselves sufficiently non-nefarious in the eye of connections?> ^_^;

Logan: -raising a finger- I'm...pretty sure the Stormchaser would kick us out if she found us creepy.

Hiro: -petting further, profoundly content- I'm curious what the thresholds are there.

Dr. Ironspine: -raising steelbrow, readying delinquency- <Down to experiment, Trainer?>

Hiro: Usually, yeah.

The Fortune Booth — Colton and Kamui

Fortuneteller: Perhaps, perhaps. If you're in this region's current League, incidentally, I do wish you the best of fortune. But that's not what we're here for, is it?

-They flip over the third and final card — once again, it depicts the story of the Veilstone Swordsman, though this time the story is told upright, and the tangle on the opposite side seems more like thorns and geodes beneath the surface.-

Fortuneteller: The card of your future is the Vow. You have a promise you need to make, eventually. An important promise, which you need to stick by as faithfully as you possibly can. Only make it when you are certain about it.

-They smile.-

Fortuneteller: But when you're certain, I guarantee it will be the right choice.

Defiant Wing

Rogue: I don't trust. But it definitely doesn't seem characteristic of them, from what I can tell of what goes on behind the mask. They're quite competent, but the dark presentation is just for show. Unnerving for defense. Either you have the wrong person, or something has drastically changed.

-They watch the syringe clatter to the ground, and keep walking.-

Rogue: I hope you weren't planning on using that on me.

-And they arrive.-

-They watch between Gaia, Rosemaster, and the associated Pokemon, and pull the Poisoner into the path between Castanea's charging power and themself.-

Rogue: ...Yes, we're landing in a few minutes. No thanks to anyone involved, it doesn't seem like it'll be a very gentle landing. Maybe you'd like to help facilitate us not all dying upon impact, and then we can talk about this like civilized adults, Abilene Macraul and company?

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Defiant Wing

With an almost invisible gesture from Lamb, a stray wisp from the near-useless Fire Blast being repurposed into Hypnosis, drifting near-invisibly towards the Apiarist's temple. Maybe it would pan out, maybe it wouldn't.

Fortuneteller Uno

She nodded, smirking and scoffing. "It all ties back to him, eh. You're next."

Her trainer stepped forward. "Hit me."

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Edited by AbsentCoder on Jul 17th 2021 at 5:42:52 AM

Jackal grumbled and slowly set his items down, "Fine... I'll disarm and let you-"

He saw his chance, he raised Yasuke's ball and hit recall, while quickdrawing from his bag something from the shared hammerspace of the Item Box.

There was a loud bang that echoed loudly across the room, Jackal holding the Lightning Hawk magnum in hand, pointed right at the hand Apiarist was using to hold the knife.

"I am done playing games," Jackal said furiously.

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Defiant Wing, Space

-Gale nods and rolls back her shoulders, disengaging helmet finally-

Yep. Just need to get to the big battle and destroy a heavily armed flagship. Should be simple enough, we've had harder scrapes.

Saffron, Vali Hospital

Kitbash: Almost on the research center. Got any systems stuff for me while I walk?

Lee House, Pokæmart

-The attendant coughs-

A Normal Mouse Staffer: I mean, yaknow. It's not a real store so like. I mean you can buy stuff so it is a real shop but it's just part of the exhibit yaknow? Maybe you guys should grab a drink?

-On first glance, the products on the shelves have the usual bright colors and platonic cardboard solids nature of most store products. It's only when you read closer that you notice the products are things like "Star Dampener", "Arms" and "Platypus Feed". What the heck is a Platypus?-

Studio Palace

You're being exploited so whoever's behind this can figure out how it works. Happens to the best of us, now if you've got any solid physical evidence reality-side we can use to track these guys and stop pestering your business partner's Shadow Self we might let you off easy...

-Rakash was pretty sure that wasn't going to work, but he wasn't the correct role in this party to go starting fights-

Galar Mountains

"Yeah... Heck, nature's really... Good, and stuff. Sorry, not good at words right now. Climbing? Climbing."

You try and shake off the awkwardness and smile at your mountain-climbing companion.

"Onwards!"

Isle of Armor

Yaknow law of narrative convention suggests that Supercarrier is probably in one of two places.

-Gale glances around-

Either way, maybe we should start calling for a meeting?

J-Con

-Heck yeah it's J-Con! And a certain player character of mine is out and about. Actually I mean that Gale is currently attending an Aurabolts merch/autographs booth while waiting for her shift to be up so she can go a-wandering. She brought a costume and everything-

-Actually, yaknow what-

J-Con, Also Around

You're here too, and by you I of course mean Emerald. You love these conventions, so many people and things to look at and there's always the chance of meeting a J-Team member! Palka's a little anxious but you're keeping him calm by letting off a little bit of a display of power. It's a convention, there's loads of people with fake ears and tails, noone will notice.

Your interest is piqued when you spot a fortunes table. It's tempting, it's oh so tempting... But knowing your fate, is that truly a burden you're willing to accept?

Isle of Armor, July 4th

"Sharpedo are flat on the bottom right? I guess you could flip them on that side but I don't know how you'd do that in the water and also not kill them or somethi-"

Ah, sand. Coarse, irritating, and it gets everywh

Daydre yelps and is knocked to the ground. She thankfully avoids getting sand in her mouth or eyes, although she does end up getting sand in her everywhere else.

Seeing others returning fire, Daydre grabs a clump of sand and weakly tosses it at Spectrum.

The sand Megan threw happens to hit a suddenly surfacing Friendo, who had evidently been digging around in the beach until now. They seem to decide peace was never an option and in turn throw a ball made of sand and bound with silk in a random direction.

Wild Area (Aurelia)

-Aurelia turns to face where the bored [Southern] drawl is coming from.-

Aurelia: Oh? Hello, there. It's nice to meet you, whoever you are... I'm Aurelia Vatona Giovanna-Hoshizora. But you can just call me Aurelia.

J-Con, Fortune Booth ß

-Evelyn looks at the card (which is upright to her) and reflects on the day she discovered her psychic powers... It's true that the event rocked her world and was part of what made her who she is.-

Evelyn: Do go on, please...

Battle Against Hoops

Evelyn: Sal, Tot! Look out!

-Sal and Tot try their best to avoid the falling rocks, but Sal takes one to the head and is knocked unconscious.-

Evelyn: Not good... Sal, return!

-Evelyn calls Sal back to his Poké Ball.-

Evelyn: You did really well out there. You've earned this rest.

-Evelyn telekinetically throws another Poké Ball.-

Evelyn: Kec! I choose you! Use Iron Tail!

-The Poké Ball opens and out comes Kec, whose tail glows with a metallic sheen. Starting at the stripe across Kec's body, his skin turns from green to a light grey as his ability changes him into a Steel type, giving his Iron Tail a boost in power as he bats at the falling rocks. Tot flies around the falling rocks with ease.-

Evelyn: Now, Tot! Use Air Slash again!

-Tot beats his wings, unleashing an air-based cutter attack on Nin.-

J-Con

Apple-A-Day: Huh?

-they stare at Lucius. Maybe they blink. Hard to tell, what with the full-face visor-

Okay, look, I'm, uh, genuinely not sure who you have me confused for, and I still have no idea who or what an Aurabolts is— my name's Apple-A-Day, it's a pleasure to meet you!

-they wave sheepishly at Lissa-

Wild Area - With Aurelia

-Ferrum grins at Aurelia, stuffing his hands in his pockets as he saunters forwards.-

Ferrum: Pleasure to meetcha. Though I gotta say... that's not the name I heard. Would've thought you'd been brought up not to tell lies. Then again, guess we wouldn't be meeting here in the first place if those lessons had stuck.

-He gives an idle whistle, and suddenly there's a sharp, rusty length of metal hovering half-an-inch away from Aurelia's chest.-

Ferrum: So how about you come with me, Gold? We can walk and talk. Get to know each other a little better, yannow?

J-Con 2021

-Lucius blinks back at Apple-A-Day, then grins.-

Lucius: ...Apple-A-Day? Seriously? I swear, only you could come up with an OC so terminally lame. Costume's not bad, though. I mean, it's an absolutely hideous mess and I hate looking at it, but I'm guessing that's what you were going for in the first place.

-He playfully punches them on the shoulder.-

Lucius: Also, you don't have to keep up the act. This is a con, not a LARP. I mean, I reckon I did a pretty good job on the facepaint, but I know I'm hardly unrecognisable. Fairly sure I'm a pretty distinctive individual.

-Lissa gives Apple-A-Day a rather helpless shrug.-

Edited by Herbert40k on Jul 17th 2021 at 4:46:29 PM

Wyndon, J-Con

Apple-A-Day: Well, I mean, that's...

That's just really rude! I didn't ask for your opinion on my costume or my name!

-they don't react as Lucius punches them-

I thought the costume looked nice... You know, it's bad enough I get this from everyone I help or come into conflict with, but I don't even know you! What kind of person just says that to a stranger?

...I'm just gonna ignore you for now.

-they turn to Lissa-

Hey, have you seen someone doing something Fossil-related, or are you just going to make fun of me too?

J-Con 2021

-Lucius's painted face contorts into an indignant frown.-

Lucius: What do you mean, "stranger"? I'm your boyfriend! I get that you're sticking to the bit and all, but I was just joking around! You can't just ignore me like that!

-Lissa, meanwhile, quite pointedly ignores Lucius as she shakes her head at Apple-A-Day.-

Lissa: Nah, 'fraid not. On the Fossil thing, I mean. Not gonna make fun of you either, unless you're into that. I'm mostly just here to get out of the office, 'cause my boss has a real stick up her ass right now, and maybe scope out a casual hookup on the side. Which, y'know. No offence, but it's not gonna be with anyone dressed as a Red Delicious.

Edited by Herbert40k on Jul 17th 2021 at 5:35:01 PM

Wyndon, J-con

Apple-A-Day: ...You've definitely mistaken me for someone else. What is it about an all-concealing costume that makes people so confident they know who I am?

-they stare at Lissa, and seem to take a moment to find their tongue-

...I— that's fine, really. I'm not offended or anything. This costume takes like twenty minutes to take off anyway.

J-Con 2021

-Lucius rolls his eyes at Apple-A-Day.-

Lucius: Oh come on, seriously? I can recognise your voice and everything, even with the stupid accent you're putting on! Speaking as someone who's done the all-concealing costume thing before, it's really not that hard to tell. Are you honestly trying to make this a legit secret identity? Is that why you're being so stubborn about this? 'Cause if you are, then you should seriously let me give you some pointers. Number one being picking a name that sucks marginally less.

-Having by now blocked out Lucius entirely, Lissa just looks Apple-A-Day up and down.-

Lissa: Really? Sounds like way too much of a hassle for me. Though saying that, it took me about an hour to climb into this fucking dress. Friend of mine put it together, and he goes hard on the costume design stuff. Gotta admit, it looks good - but next time I'm gonna insist that he makes something I can actually go to the bathroom in without having to go through a full eleven-step disrobing process.

-She arches an eyebrow.-

Lissa: What are you supposed to be, anyway? I mean, you're an apple, I get that, but... is that it? Just apple?

The Fortune Booth — Kendall and Kamui

-The Fortuneteller takes the three cards and reshuffles them into the deck.-

Fortuneteller: Of course, of course. Again, three cards, past, present, and future.

-They flip the first card. The silhouette of a temple stands behind a snow-covered forest, walking distance from a log cabin with a warm glow radiating from it. The cabin is on the side opposite of Kendall's point of view.-

Fortuneteller: The card of your past is Snow. You used to find yourself lost; something filled you with a sense of wonder at one point, though it may have lost its luster after some time, giving way to something uncomfortable, or even bleak. You needed to leave it behind, even if it once brought you joy, and return to something more safe and secure.

The Fortune Booth — Evelyn

-The Fortuneteller nods, and flips over the second card. The shadow of a figure holds a staff, radiating power in a blurring fog. Beneath him, his pose is mirrored by a figure in green, holding a shining silver sword that seems to blend into the staff perfectly.-

Fortuneteller: The card of your present is Haze. There is a mystery you are in the midst of unfolding; new potential awaits you, but don't fall too deeply into your pursuit of it, lest it swallow you whole.

Isle of Armor

-Kai collapses to the ground upon being dived at for cover, and just laughs-

Kai: It's war, then!

-Still laughing on the ground, they kick a bit of sand in Spectrum's general direction. Spectrum, having Levitate, is of course entirely unaffected by Ground-type moves, makeshift or genuine; however, despite this, they still backpedal in the air dramatically.-

Spectrum: <Noooo! How can you challenge me, the Sand Guardian? I will thwart your earthen endeavors effortlessly!>

-The dust kicks up in a sandstorm that isn't quite a Sandstorm, just a dusty mess-

Edited by BittersweetNSour on Jul 17th 2021 at 1:21:35 PM

Wyndon, J-Con

Apple-A-Day: Wh— this is my accent! I'm from— I mean, it's none of your business where I'm from. My name's fine!

-they stare at Lissa-

I'm...

-they flap their arms a little for emphasis-

I'm a Flapple. Is that not clear?

(slightly hurt-sounding) Is that not clear?

J-Con 2021

-Lucius blinks at Apple-A-Day again.-

Lucius: ...Babe, my dad named me after the same dead asshole twice and yet I'd still choose the name I've got over "Apple-A-Day". Just saying it makes my vocal cords want to jump down my throat in protest.

-Lissa just tilts her head slightly.-

Lissa: Nah, it's clear. It's just... I guess it's not a terribly solid aesthetic grounding, is what I'm trying to say? Then again I know people who dress up as Roserades and Lucarios and the like, so I guess I can hardly judge. Never really got the furry stuff myself, but hey, you do you. Live your truth and all that.