Mushraiments

-To Jacqueline-

Well I have some stuff to do in the Crown Tundra Tyl, get off that mannequin. but before I did that I figured I'd visit to see what your store's all about, but it seems you might be a little preoccupied at the moment so I can come back another time.

Yew: -Is rapidly looking around with a scheming look on her face-

Malie Library

-Victor stumbles in the other direction and-

-   THUNK   -

Bartelby: ...Ow.

-He clutches his hand. There's pink fluid on it-

Victor: ...Oh no. Oh no no no. I'm. I'm so sorry...

Stormchaser, outside

Percy: Who even knows? If you watch the show, they're capable of some deeply nuts shit.

Nasreen: Wait, since when do you watch the show?

Percy: I don't sleep and I was raised to learn as much as possible in a short period of time. What else was I going to do?

Stormchaser, past

Channah: Uh, like, you mean, people who just lost interest in J-Team stuff in an OOC fashion? -slowly- Can't say I have? I don't really talk to other people in this group much to begin with, honestly, so probably I haven't. Who are they, do you know?

Edited by Metanoia on Aug 28th 2021 at 3:08:21 PM

Malie Library

Prof. Hawthorn: What on Earth just happened? Are you okay, sir? Oh, Arceus.

He decides to hold his tongue at the sight and tries to move forward. Most of his concern was for Bartelby, mostly because he could see that the writer got hurt from the recent shenanigans.

Stephanie moves on to attempt to help Victor up. As rude as he had been, that's no excuse not to help him up, if only to keep up appearances. She stares at the pen incredulously, but said nothing.

Stephanie: Be careful next time. Okay. And try not to be in too much of a hurry. You'll never know what sort of mess you'll get into the next time around.

Outside the Stormchaser, past

Chiyo: -Headtilt- The... show. I've never watched it but to my understanding its actual accuracy is a bit of a coin flip, and its ethics aren't the greatest, at least when I show my likeness I get paid for it.

Dactyl: <It's called knowing your value.>

Stormchaser, Channah End

Iris: "Uh, Coil? Didn't the weird Oran Berry dude give you like, a list?"

Coil: "Give me a second..."

-he pulls out a phone displaying a List:-

"And that's just the ones we know about. There could be more."

Malie Library

Victor: "So- so sorry..."

Bartelby: "...Now that that ridiculous display is over do you want your signings? -points to Hawthone- You first."

Edited by Umbramatic on Aug 28th 2021 at 3:06:40 AM

Malie

Prof. Hawthorn: Thank you.

He moves forward and presents his book.

As Victor moves aside, he may find himself in another pratfall as he steps on a large, fleshy mass that he could probably swear was not there when he last looked at it. Look before you leap indeed.

Stormchaser

Channah: -reading it over- ...Oh, I know of some of these. I met Gudrunn about a million years ago, I think. And... Archer? ... Pres - Persevere - Perseverating? What does that mean?

Martha: <Huh, you were in Team Yell.>

Channah: Oh, those people from the Spikemuth Gym? They were sorta cool. It looks like from this list, the others could be like, anywhere. There's that School I keep hearing about in J-Team texts that I usually ignore.

Butcher's Bay

Looking out over the factory floor, he would have probably felt a bit ill from all the scents and whatnot, were he not more or less aware of how much worse things could look inside of a Palace.

He looked down at himself, realizing that he was looking at everything through a familiar black tint.

Rn'L's blindfold. He kept it on, hoping it would help him keep his constitution before turning to Pent's voice.

"… whose is this?" He gestured to the floor with a sweeping gesture, a slow one, as he had drawn his phone for a video.

Stormchaser, outside, past

Percy: Yeah, but it's great for learning everyone's names. And...it's sort of surprising just how rooted in real events it is, to be honest. I don't know if there's scarier than the School out there, but there sure is stranger.

Are we going in or not? I don't like being out here in the open.

Nasreen: Do you model, Chiyo?

Wyndon

Rose: Domino, take care of the bug. You know the drill.

Domino: <Oh, I sure do.>

Heracross: <Heh, you think so?>

Rose: And Fitz, the Marowak's yours.

Fitz: <All right, pipsqueak, you heard her! Put up your dukes!>

Marowak: <Well, how about you put up your dukes? You got enough dukes for the both of ya?>

Costello: Alright then, Heracross, lay the Smack Down on 'em!

Frankie: Marowak, get that Primeape roughed up with Bone Rush!

-Domino flies forward, talons aiming to grab the Heracross's shoulders. Mid-flight, though, the Heracross heaves a chunk of rock with his horn, flinging it at one of Domino's wings.-

Domino: <Gah!>

-It impacts one of his wings, messing up the feathers enough that Domino is sent careening down. He salvages the landing, though, ending up right in front of the Heracross.-

Domino: <Still here, you know.>

Heracross: <...Ah-hah.>

-Frankie's Marowak rushes toward Fitz, club at the ready.-

Marowak: <I'm about to give you the ol' one-to-five!>

-She swings, smacking Fitz in the face-

Marowak: <One!>

Fitz: <Ow!>

-Swings again, smacking the other side.-

Marowak: <Two!>

Fitz: <Stop that!>

-And again-

Marowak: <Three!>

Fitz: <Gah!>

-And yet again, bonking Fitz right on the nose.-

Marowak: <Four!>

Fitz: <Aaaaargh!>

-And a fifth time... which Fitz catches in his hand, exhaling in frustration.-

Fitz:    <I dare you to say "five"!>   

Marowak: <...U-um, five?>

Fitz:    <WROOOOONG!>   

-Fitz winds up his fist, and it was that point that the Marowak knew she messed up.-

Fitz:    FIIIIIIIVE!>   

-A very unconscious Marowak goes flying past the Perrserker, who bares his claws at Java.-

Perrserker: <Now, listen, kiddo, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. Now, are ya gonna surrender?>

Java: <false>

-Java pwehs a little plume of flame at the Perrserker.-

-You know how steel wool burns? Imagine if you were a cat with a full beard of steel wool on your face.-

Perrserker: <Ack! Hothothot!>

Java: <Nya!>

-He flails at Java in a panic-

-Java just... ducks under the flailing, and nudges Perrserker in a different direction — right at the Quiznos bag, which immediately rips and loses its contents.-

Rose: Oh, for fuck's sake.

Costello: Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?

Rose: Ideally not.

Outside the Stormchaser, past

Chiyo: -To Percy- Fair enough, we've dawdled out here for a while.

-As she starts entering-

You could say that, though my sort of modeling Among other things wouldn't be the sort you see on magazines in areas where there's children around for the most part. The School didn't really make us with a sense of shame where that's concerned, people thought I was attractive, and so it worked well enough back when legally I didn't exist and I had to get good at doing some not so legal things to use certain payment processors. For some of my clients being a runaway with a mysterious past was even a bonus. There's certainly far more soul-sucking things I've done in the pursuit of supporting myself between Templars coming to get me...

A few years back

Chiyo: -Sincerely but with a slightly plastered on smile- Good afternoon, welcome to Burger Monarch! I'm Chiyo, may I please take your order?

Inside the Stormchaser, past

Chiyo: I will admit some people I met there made that mess at least slightly bearable.

-To Nasreen-

Some would say I'm just selling myself, but that's basically almost every job. And I'm sure the School would be pissed to know that I'm showing off my body instead of being their slave Or at least that I'm not doing it for them, so that gives me extra job satisfaction.

-Smirking slightly-

Of course, I can't have my cover blown just because it turned out one of my watchers was actually School affiliated, so I wear a mask while I'm doing it, so to speak. I've been mulling over charging for a face reveal but I'd rather not have the School decide to interfere with my income by trying to get me shut down since they consistently fail to catch me.

Edited by rmctagg09 on Aug 28th 2021 at 7:23:47 AM

Circhester

(Elton and Cuddles giggle a bit at the "ow"'s.)

Elton: <Good thing Kim came prepared, eh?>

Walter: <Good thing Braker did too.>

August 28th- Hasslemon POST-HAMMERLOCKE; GEDDY, JAGGER, AND FREDDIE WILL HAVE EVOLVED BY THIS POINT

unovaForever (UF) joined the conversation.

UF: Greetings, everyone. Today is a rather iMportant day for Me, if I do say so Myself.

canusVoltus (CV), radicalPacifist (RP), sabbathKnight (SK), ecstaticLagomorph (EL), and scaredyBohemian (SB) joined the chat.

CV: Oh? What's gOyng On?

RP: Yeah, 'sup, dude?

EL: +his seems fun!

SK: Please, do telle use.

SB: o-oh dear ;; i hope i'm not too late ;;;

EL: Nah, you're fine, Freddie. So wha+'s going on?

UF: I feel obligated to inforM you all that today is My birthday.

CV: Yt ys?! Iai! Happi byrthdai!

SB: yes ;; happy birthday boseman ;;

EL: Happy bir+hday, chap! I didn'+ know +oday was your bir+hday!

RP: Me either.

SK: Happye birÞdaye, Bosemane. I wishe you continuede successe ase a membere ofe Kimberlye Bond'se teame.

UF: Yes, Well... I Would like nothing More than to participate in the birthday festivities. I aM certain that all of you celebrate your oWn birthdays With delight and happiness, and While I Wish to do the saMe...

CV: Oh? What's wrOng? DO iOu... nOt lyke yOur byrthdai?

UF: It is not that I do not enjoy My birthday, but ever since a year ago I have treated My birthday as a rather soMber occassion.

EL: Oh!

EL: ...Oh.

The Wild Area (Axis)

(Axis, Tekkan, Puxiki, Letina, and Axollo are staring up at the sky looking for something that will take them to Hoenn. They are open for interaction.)

Circhester Stadium, VS Gordie and Melony

-The flames of Mothra's attack destroy one of the rocks thrown her way while another rock hits her in the head.-

Me: MOTHRA!

Evelyn: Mirai, quick! Use Life Dew!

-Mirai gathers water from the air into a rainbow-colored dewdrop between her hands. She imbues the orb of water with healing properties and sprinkles the water over Mothra, replenishing her energy and healing her wounds.-

Mothra: <Thank you, Mirai.>

Melony: Now, Frosmoth, use Blizzard!

Gordie: Barbaracle! Use Liquidation!

Me: Mothra, use Flamethrower!

Evelyn: Mirai, use Magical Leaf!

-Melony's Frosmoth flaps her wings, unleashing a blizzard on Mothra, who fights back with a stream of fire. Mirai twirls around and releases a flurry of rainbow-colored leaves on Gordie's Barbaracle, who slices through them with a water katana.-

Hasslemon

Hammerlocke, Outside the Clothing Store

Me: Well, wherever Kim and I were when it happened, we had discovered the problem that was holding us back, and then... something big happened, and my clothing just... changed.

Evelyn: So it was like a Magical Girl transformation?

Me: Yeah, pretty much.

Lee House, Gateway to Meat Factory

-Ian's eyes widen as the irises shrink upon realizing what just happened. "Could that soda corridor be a gateway to the Metaverse?!" he thought to himself. And to make matters worse, Evelyn saw the whole thing.-

Evelyn: Um... K-Kendall? What's that you're wearing?

Me: Rage and Lo- I mean, Kendall! What's going on?

Evelyn: Huh? Who's "Rage and Love"?

Me: Ack!

Hasslemon (Spikemuth)

SK: Ohe? Whate kindse ofe stopse?

Lee House, Pokaemart

(Braker, Walter, and Cuddles are looking around the mart, trying not to touch anything— and then they notice that Kendall, Ian and Evelyn are gone.)

Braker: "Hey, wait a minute, where are...?"

Cuddles: <That's weird. They were just here.>

Walter: (suddenly noticing the gate) <I think I know where they went.>

(Braker and Cuddles suddenly turn around, and—)

Braker: "Ah. That must be it. Let's go."

(They promptly enter.)

Gateway to the Meat Factory

(And the second they do, they see Rage and Love in the flesh for the first time.)

Braker: (squinting in recognition) "Is that...?"

Walter: <I believe it is.>

Cuddles: <Hey, Kendall! I like your costume~> (and then it hits him) <Wait, he wasn't wearing that before...>

(And then they hear the words "Rage and Love".)

Braker: "Huh...?"

Cuddles: <"Rage and Love"?>

Edited by OPALGARNET16 on Aug 28th 2021 at 9:22:56 AM

Mushraiments

Jacqueline rubs the back of her head sheepishly.

"Oh, uh... You heard that, huh? It's fine, it's nothing. We've been doing this a lot recently. Sadly. But that aside, how can I help you?"

She sorta eyes Yew and raises an eyebrow.

"Usually when my Dubwool gets that look on her face she's up to no good."

Malie Library

-Victor quickly pockets the pen before noticing the mass-

Victor: Aaaaaa?

Stormchaser, Channah End

Iris: W-we liked the aesthetic, okay?!

Coil: ...Ah right. We are also investigating the School, for... Personal reasons.

Stormchaser, past

Channah: Hey, I'm not criticizing. As long as you aren't Team Rocket, I'm okay with evil team backstories. Or not-so-evil, whatever.

Martha: -to Coil- <Need any help with that?>

Stormchaser

Nasreen: O-oh.

Percy: Hmm. Good business if you can get it, yeah. I'd have thought about it but, you know, I don't have skin.

Nasreen: -looks as though they have thoughts and opinions but no means of expressing them that does not embarrass themself deeply-

Percy: I revive fossils and fix phones, and you would be surprised how similar the skills are.

-she follows Chiyo in, and immediately they're in front of a door-

Gods, that's so creepy. The layout of this place changes, so you know. It must like you, because it's not dumping us in the engines or something.

Stormchaser, past

Chiyo: -To Percy- Neat, I'm also a pretty big astronomy person myself. Though you'd be surprised, there's a niche for basically everything these days.

-Hands behind her back-

And yeah, it seems so, probably because I introduced myself, it's kinda... weirdly homey in here, in a good way. And she changes her layout, you say? Makes it harder for people to get in here I'd imagine.

Mushraiments, today

-To Jacqueline-

Like I said, just wanted to have a look around really.

Yew: -Eyes widening as she tries turning up the charm- <Me, up to no good? Perish the thought.>

[Venice], July 7th

Giuseppe: -trembling- I-I never meant it to go this far, mamma! I only ever meant to watch Guillermo's Wingull w-while he was "bar hopping", b-but it all went so fast! And then the cigarettes—

-what? he's a grown man! grown men don't cry!-

Golbat: -...sniff-

-...no, what is this, the eighties?-

Giuseppe: -stomping the one into the stones- These damnable things! Did—did I ever have dreams beyond standing here smoking all day? A future beyond dying of lung cancer at thirty? You—mamma—

Giuseppe's Golbat: -sniff sniff, opens eye-

-even if it were, what man—what person, grown or no, hesitates to cry in shame for their dear mamma?-

Giuseppe: -openly weeping- I miss you, mamma! I'm so s o r r y . . .

Flower Shop Man: -blinks in concern-

Golbat: -eyes Giuseppe's shadow, hungrily-

Suiko Prime: -mid-patting not!Daydre's shoulder- oh no

Courage: -in a terrible [Russian] accent, lying belly-down- <I have the shot.>

Prime!Vee: <...who got you into watching [MCU]?>

-Courage picks a persistent little gnat from some Trainer's Infestation or other off the shingles, flicking it across the road-

Golbat: -fangs poised to strike, chokes on it-

Giuseppe: -gasps through the tears-

Golbat: -flops from the perch-

Stormchaser

-Hiro follows-

Wreck of the Skytrain, Landed Portion

-and they find their way here-

Edited by Asterisk395 on Aug 29th 2021 at 3:55:57 PM

Hulbury Pier

-The trio of spike-armed puppets shudders noticeably as some force beyond their intended puppeteer prods at the telekinetic push of their skeletal structure. Until some more force is exerted or their controller distracted, it only really slows them down as they try and stab forth sluggishly at the group of escapees and their helpers-

-The wind gets a little chill and begins rushing back down the pier towards the shoreline... And the van-

Lee House, Meat Factory

-Rakash flinches as he realizes that A) They were followed, B) Evelyn saw through Kendall's Thieves outfit, C) Ian stumbled into directly connecting the codename to the person for the sake of everyone else and perhaps most importantly Rakash had no clue whose Palace this was. Thankfully that last one was about to solve itself... Somewhat-

Factory PA: Oh this better be the last group of the season. Ahem. Greetings, explorers of the Lee House. I am Mr Lee and before you is the result of my ambitions! Welcome, to my body and my factory.

-For some reason, despite the sound coming from a fleshy voicebox mounted in an upper corner of the observation room, the voice has the telltale hiss of a more electronically-driven announcement system. With a little focus, it's clear this is not the voice of whoever was playing Ricky Lee in the adverts on the TV in the house proper. Additionally, the voice has the kind of tone of someone reading off a script-

Factory PA: You saw what I did to my business back there, yes? How I warped my Pokemart into a shape more pleasing to those consumers who dwell outside common convention? It was enough, for a time, but their maws are hungry and the mundane means of my factories could not supply enough so I did the unthinkable; I made of myself a factory, warped and twisted my body into the means of production. Their maws are so hungry, this has to be enough...

-Rakash lets out a very deep and very weary sigh and tries to sneak off while noone is looking-

Hulbury Pier, Past

Drumsturdy: Come on chaps, stiff upper lip. We'll bring these blasted marionettes to kindling pile in two shakes of a wooloo's tail. Rowan, cross chop those puppets and turn them into firewood.

The obstagoon complied, taking care to dodge the spikes.

The figure from the roof noticed the predicament and decided to take action. He releases an emboar, who appear between Protium, Deuterium, and Drumsturdy.

"You know what to do, old pal." Calls the figure from above, with a noticeable rural Orren accent. The emboar turns around and nods, and proceeds to fire a flamethrower on the mannequins.

Meanwhile, the figure leapt and climbed his way down the building, before dropping down in a rather showy manner, looking none worse for wear. The group took notice of their new putative ally. He was an athletic, college-aged young man, with a farmer's tan and short, dirty blond hair. He wore brown cargo pants, sneakers, and a white T-shirt emblazoned with a number 26.

Deuterium couldn't help but stare for a variety of reasons. On one hand, someone like him makes quite an impression with that entrance. On the other hand, she looked in fear when he saw his face.

Some Guy: Don't worry folks, I'm a friend.

Drumsturdy: You wouldn't happen to be Arachna-Guy in his off-day?

New Guy: No idea who that is.

Drumsturdy: Looks like he's not the only sure-footed superhero gallivanting around Galar.

New Guy: Aw, shucks, I'm just here to assist.

He turns to the escapees, who seem a little less happy at him. He seems to recognize them, too, which didn't help them feel better.

Deuterium: Ferrum?

New Guy: It's okay, Farmer Mertens sent me— and who the heck is Ferrum?

Malie City, Yesterday

If he could sense it, the thing he tripped may have been the large fleshy tail of marginocephalian dinosaur. But it's gone now, and with it any evidence of wrongdoing or malice. The Rampardos had quickly paced away by then, waddling after his trainers.

Edited by MasterJayAM on Oct 28th 2022 at 9:14:16 AM

Stormchaser, Channah End

Iris: Riiiight, yeah. Wait, why Rocket specifically and not like, Cipher or Flare?

Coil: -sighs- Yeah, we'll need all the help we can get.

Fallen Train Car

Owen: See? I found it right here! In this thing!

Malie Library

-Victor's eyes briefly narrow-

Bartelby: -Signs Hawthone's book, then turns to Victor, sighing- "Your turn. Please use the normal pen and not that... Unusually sharp one.

Victor: Meep, right...

-he gets his book signed and then hurriedly scurries off-