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Wild Area, past

Hale continues to endure damage, getting brought to less than half health.

Channah: How bout now. Let's try and get this over with sooner.

Hale: <Mythoughtsexaczzzzzz.> (falls asleep standing up, restoring himself to full health)

The Wild Area

Ingrid: "R-Rest...?!"

Benny: (to himself) <The paralysis is gone...> (he smirks) <but the Leech Seed remains. I have the perfect opportunity to strike.>

(And with that said, he launches off yet another Mega Drain in Hale's direction.)

(And then Leech Seed takes effect again.)

Wild Area, naptime

Hale snoozes. Do Psychics dream of egg-noodle Mareep?

Channah: Guess I should've given you a Chesto berry, huh? Oh well. Not like it matters.

Hale: (telepathically, while dreaming) (<Myspecialdefenseissufficentlyhighanyway.>)

Channah: Yeah. Wait, what?

The Wild Area

(Ingrid smiles.)

Ingrid: "Alright, Benny! Use Mega Drain again!"

(Benny nods, before draining more of Hale's energy.)

(And then Leech Seed activates again.)

Wild Area, past

Hale's sleeping form sustains yet more damage.

Channah makes a flighty motion with her finger.

Hale's eyes shoot open and he becomes a blur of movement in another Aerial Ace, spinning across the field fast enough that the Leech Seed vines tear and lie where they fell, leaving a trail. He silently flash-steps behind Benny, and strikes.

The Wild Area

(This time, the attack hits, and the 4-times super effective move sends Benny flying backwards.)

Ingrid: "O-oh no! Benny!"

(Benny hits the floor, and from the sidelines, Ananpi looks on in concern. For a few moments, Benny doesn't move— and then...)

Benny: (pushing himself back up, glaring at Hale all the while) <Your strategy... was a success. I must admit... not even I could have foreseen that coming...>

Ingrid: "Benny! Y-you're okay? C-can you still fight?"

(Benny turns to face her.)

Benny: <General... I'll fight until the very end... and if this next move is enough to take me out...>

(And then he begins to glow a bright orange.)

Benny: <HERE'S HOPING IT'S WORTH IT!>

(Ingrid looks on in shock.)

Ingrid: "Benny... i-is this..."

Benny: (to himself, now ready) <DEFCON-1! We're in a grave situation now... time to go ALL OUT ON THE OFFENSE!>

(And he immediately runs straight towards Hale, hitting him for double the damage taken.)

BENNY THE BRELOOM

NEW MOVE LEARNED: COUNTER

Ingrid: "Awesome! Benny, you just learned Counter!" (She pauses.) "But... will it be enough...?"

Edited by OPALGARNET16 on Sep 27th 2021 at 10:18:02 AM

Wild Area, past

Hale skids backwards. He hangs on with low health, and darts out with another Aerial Ace. His eyes shine.

Hale: <Thankyou.Thatwasnearlyfun.>

Channah: (idly) You learn to tank a Counter or two when you grow up among hundreds of Wobbuffets. Or in my case, you just get deeply paranoid about tails.

The Wild Area

(Benny smirks, and stretches out his arms again, quickly grabbing Hale and preventing the move from being used again.)

Benny: <Not this time...!>

(And then he proceeds to drain his energy yet again.)

Wild Area, past

Hale trips before he's caught, however, and falls flat on his face, fainting.

Channah: ...Oh my God. You should be glad that wasn't caught on film because your teammates would die to see that, Skittycat. Go, Tosh!

Toshiko: <¿sᴉɥʇ sᴉ oɥM>

Channah: Some random trainer! Dragon Claw.

Toshiko lashes out with her weird-ass arm stubs.

The Wild Area

(Benny just stares blankly.)

Benny: <Well. That happened.>

(Ingrid, meanwhile:)

Ingrid: "Alright! Great work, Benny!"

(And then the Duraludon is sent out. Benny looks up at it for a moment, then shakes his head.)

Benny: <...I am not even going to bother.>

Ingrid: "Oh? You want to take a break?"

(Benny nods. Ingrid responds by pulling out her PokeBall and returning Benny.)

Ingrid: "Alright, then. You did a great job, Benny. You deserve it." (She puts Benny's PokeBall away, then takes out another one.) "Alright, then! Here goes nothing! Go, Bitey!"

(The ball opens, and BITEY, Ingrid's Trapinch, emerges from it. He stares up at the Duraludon in wonder for a few moments, then:)

Bitey: <Friend...?>

(And then he brightens.)

Bitey: <Yay! Friend~!>

(He starts jumping up and down with happiness, shaking the ground around him.)

Wild Area, past

The Bulldoze sends Tosh rocking backwards and she rights herself with difficulty.

Channah: Not a Flygon, really? Well. Dragon Claw again?

Here come those bizarre excuses for claws once more.

Edited by Metanoia on Sep 27th 2021 at 11:27:06 AM

Stormchaser, today

-Talking on my laptop via video chatting-

So how does it look?

Dr. Nakamura: All those masks...

-Adjusting her glasses-

My colleagues got back to me and they should be able to repatriate most of them back to their proper owners, or at least store them until we can track the proper owners down. You just need to get the masks, I can guess how you're probably going to do it but I'm not going to state it here.

Fair enough.

Dr. Nakamura: So Dr. Tagg, anything else that's new in your actual line of work, not vigilantism?

-Bringing up a map of Alola with certain shoreline spots marked with green dots-

Been looking into Crabrawler breeding patterns for article preparation, making sure spawning grounds aren't being disturbed. Your grandma doing well?

Dr. Nakamura: -Smiles slightly- Reaching her 90s and still pretty spry. Yours?

That's good, mine's...

-More serious-

I think she's starting to lose it. She's still lucid and Archibald's there when the humans aren't but Ann and I notice she's been repeating herself more when we call, I've been tempted to try fixing or at least stabilizing it but... that's far more complicated than screwing around with some Aspects, mind tampering could very well make it worse.

-Sighs-

But let's get back to something we definitely can fix, these issue of these masks.

Dr. Nakamura: That School you mentioned, the graverobbers, I'm glad they never found where Huci^* Granny Hotene was buried, they would've tried making one of their creations out of her, I'm sure of it.

Thank Arceus for small miracles, right? Of course considering who she was chances are the people who'd try to dig them up would probably get cursed by the legendaries or something. Kamui Fuchi would swallow them whole.

Edited by rmctagg09 on Sep 27th 2021 at 11:33:28 AM

The Wild Area

Ingrid: "Bitey! Look out!"

(But Bitey doesn't hear her— he's now too busy staring up at the Duraludon.)

Bitey: (mouth watering) <Rice ball... yummy...> (beat, the claw comes in) <Huh...?>

(And it hits, throwing Bitey back for a bit of damage. Bitey, however, quickly gets back up and proceeds to jump on Tosh, before running up to his head— and biting it.)

Bitey: <Yummy~! It's a bit hard, though... Maybe we could be friends?>

Wild Area, past

Channah: Aw. My Korexis was a bit like that. And my Titus. And Necrobutcher, sometimes. And - Why do I have all these Big Eaters?

Toshiko flails and tries to shake Bitey off her head. She emits an ear-splitting screech as she does so, making some nearby wild Pokémon run away.

The Wild Area

(Bitey is promptly thrown backwards by the flailing, and lands on the floor.)

Bitey: (landing on the floor) <Owieee...!>

Ingrid: "Bitey! A-are you okay?"

(Bitey gets back up.)

Bitey: <Uh-huh...> (he blinks, and then looks up at the Duraludon) <I like your singing! That was fun!> (beat) <Ooh~! I know! Let's play tag!>

(He promptly a tunnel underground.)

Bitey: <Can't catch me~!>

(And then eventually, he pops back up directly under Tosh.)

Bitey: <You're it~!>

Wild Area, past

Channah: (as Tosh reels from the attack) Dragon Tail, for variety I suppose...

Toshiko: <¡ǝɯ ɯoɹɟ ʎɐʍɐ ʇǝפ ¡ƃuᴉɥʇ sᴉɥʇ ǝʞᴉl ʇ,uop I> (swings at Bitey)

The Wild Area

(Bitey is promptly swung by the tail.)

Bitey: <Wheeeeeeee~!>

(...And he heads right back into his PokeBall. Mere moments later, Benny emerges— and then returns himself— and then Bitey emerges again.)

Bitey: <Hee-hee~! That was fun~! Yaaay!>

(He promptly jumps up and down on the ground again— and this time, the ground underneath Ingrid and Ananpi begins to shake.)

Ingrid: "W-whoa...! Bitey... not again...!"

Ananpi: <Aaaaah~!> (beat, he suddenly turns to face the audience) <Hey! Why does that Duraludon speak in some kind of crazy upside-down language, chuu~?>

Wild Area, past

Channah: (transforms and takes flight as soon as she sees the Earthquake coming) <Ohho no, I'm not getting thrown for the nth time!>

Toshiko flips and disappears in the mayhem underneath the uneven ground. Channah transforms again when it's safe and points a ball at a random-looking spot, returning Tosh.

Channah: Tosh speaks normally, I dunno what you're talking about. Okay, uh, prize money... somewhere... (thrusts a handful of bills at Ingrid) GG. Your Pokémon are pretty cute. Wanna come get your perception of what's normal irreversibly altered for life, and not certainly for the better?

The Wild Area

(Bitey stops jumping up and down and then looks over at Tosh.)

Bitey: <Oh no... I'm sorry... I didn't mean to hurt you...>

Ingrid: (giggles) "It's okay, Bitey! You did great! We won because of you!"

Ananpi: <Yay, Bitey~!>

Bitey: <We did? Did we win a game...?>

(Ingrid laughs, then takes the money and puts it in her pocket.)

Ingrid: "O-oh, thank you. I think they're pretty cute, too. Especially Bitey and Ananpi. A-and sure... I think it'll change my life for the better, though."

(She promptly returns Bitey, and Ananpi jumps back up onto her shoulder.)

Wild Area, past

Channah: (laughs, it's not a nice laugh) You don't know shit, unfortunately. But it is more engaging than standing around all day waiting for trainers to make eye contact with. Get on, winner, we're going shopping. (sends out Lo and climbs on) 'less you got a flyer?

The Wild Area

Ingrid: "O-oh. Well... I have Frida, but... she doesn't know Fly, so... thanks."

(She promptly gets on Lo's back, with Ananpi following.)

Edited by OPALGARNET16 on Sep 27th 2021 at 12:41:29 PM

[Venice], July 7th

-each individual Stunfisk makes a squeaky toy noise—and after being blasted into the heavens, none particularly feels like contesting-

HUD!Vee: -sincerely- <'ppreciate ya.>

-Friendo hauls roughly seven pounds of lab rat rather easily—most prey certainly would mass that or more—-

-Suiko slows to a halt dead center beneath where Daydre isn't because a different person is there (surely), a ripple spreading over the floor of the warehouse-

Frazzled Guard: Hey! Hey! You can't just—

...ah, fuck it.

-they grab a Pokéball from one of the overturned unmarked crates-

Suiko: -narrows her eyes-

-a Salamence bursts from the throw-

Salamence: -...graaah?-

Frazzled Guard: Get th—

Salamence: -snarling, in their face- <Where am I, whelp?>

Frazzled Guard: A-a-a-aaaaaaah!

-Suiko flicks a hand—water explodes in a line from her gesture, ejecting the rest of the smuggling crate through the wall into the street to the onlookers-

-the movement attracts the Salamence's attention—the splash of footsteps drags it back as the guard tries to make a break for it-

-the ripple hits the walls and doubles back—far more uniform than is natural, it reunites below Suiko-

-the resonance launches her, dewdrop-like, upward-

-she's got not!Daydre in a spousal carry-

Dr. Ironspine: -clinging to her shoulder- <Hmph. One more.>

Courage: -tail coiled like a belt around Suiko's waist, sniping anyone who looks combobulated sufficiently to pursue- <M-mhm.>

Suiko: -still airborne- They'll be expecting us, this time.

Ready?

Stormchaser, September 13th

Megan: c:

Megan: -squirming, planting her hands on the ground and levering herself out of the weird Dive thing- They should. You really deserve it.

-she gives her a hug, because honestly she has no idea what she's doing and Daydre seems?? a bit upset??-

-which given context she's not sure is a good or bad thing but like Daydre a very large portion of her is. hopeful-

Megan: -still such a good hugger- You've already done...so much. You gave her back to me.

Floor!Vee: -burbles-

Megan: I'm not here because you saved my life. I'm not here because you saved hers. But it's not something I'll forget with the rest of the life you've given me.

-smiling, a bit thick, somewhere outside Daydre's field of vision- You don't need to do anything. I'm just glad to know you.

Stormchaser, Percyplace

Addie: -waving claws- <Ah, sorry! I'm a bit worried about what's on that phone that'll be missed—humans can't control it as well as Pokémon.>

-smooth-

-she reaches out to (Volt) Absorb the charge before it can fry the phone, considers it as rude in the sense of reaching out and putting your hand over someone else's mid-gesture- <Without it, it's just, uh…>

-Logan hands her a phone, which she gratefully accepts and demonstratively discharges into-

Phone: -zzzt!-

-Beat-

Addie: <...whose phone was that>

Logan: -petting her- Don't ask questions you don't want the answers to, Addie.

Addie: <but this. feels important>

Logan: -shrug- Someone's who wanted it wiped anyway.

Addie: <and you were just. carrying it around?>

-Logan proffers the lightly smoldering remains of this device to Aware, the screen powering on still-

Logan: -grin- I had the worst static electricity as a kid—still do, kinda. No one wanted to get within two feet of me.

-rubbing Addie's head- Then this one dropped out of a tree and ate it all, and the rest is history.

Logan: -to Percy- I have showed it to Pokémon scientists in another world, and uh. They corroborate what you're saying. ^_^;

-mercifully, neither they nor Addie are aware that the Armbands may have been the provenance of old Alakagross-

-or that the Alakagross exist-

(-one Psychic empire is probably enough for anyone's lifetime-)

-so instead of mentioning or avoiding mentioning that, they just continue people-watching-

Logan, internally: You're one of today's lucky ten thousand. ^_^

Logan, one layer down: I wonder if they ever get tired of the taste of Gatrade.

The Deepest Recesses Of Logan Shockley-Voltaire's Mind: They're blushing in their soul that is the most precious thing I've seen all month

Logan: Hopefully, yeah. ^_^

...if I remembered anything about how I did it, I'd let you know, just in case. Safety first. ^_^;

Addie: -bzzt-

Logan: -blink, faint- ...I'm not sure if a personality quiz would be what applies to the Pokémon-to-human transformation, no.

Addie: -sizl-

Logan: You would know better than I would, yeah. Even if that still isn't anything. It's interesting to note that in a few cases, usually starters that've been with Trainers since they were kids, they resemble them no matter where their Egg-rearers came from. Like it's taking where and who they grew up with and using that as a template somehow.

Addie: -looking at Aware's Scarf- <...let's hope the School never gets their hands on one of these. I'd hate to see how they'd try to get specific human gene sequences out of them.>

-Logan does not convey this-

-Logan...continues watching Percy and Apple-A-Day, already contemplating thread colors for the relationship web-

Logan: -a bit soft- ...if you don't mind me asking, how did the two of you meet? You seem like an interesting pair—regarding...laying low, and standing out.

The Woods

Ribot: ~How DARE y~

-the shadow shuts him out, and with Zayna's consciousness on hold the Thunder Cage cracks across a potential difference, ejecting him from her skull-

-Zayna sighs, somewhere, in less pain than she's ever been-

Curry: <...>

Tea: -rough- <...congratulations.>

-Hiro shakes, still crying—tears still steaming away, fire flaring-

-he braces himself, bringing his sword to bear-

-painful truths-

-he's trained to accept—-

-he's in motion as soon as Adelinde gets dunked on-

Parfait: -catching his arm- <Hiro. No.>

Hiro: What have you left behind, Adelinde? Anything worthwhile? Of benefit to anyone?

-Tea limps over, still heavily bleeding—she noses up against Ever to indicate readiness and concern-

Hiro: You are a footnote in our history books, name unremarked. I recorded what exists myself—and that is    all I will ever permit you. The pain you've inflicted will pass with me and the rest of your victims, and the world will move on.   

Curry: <...Hiro…>

Hiro:    The world will move on.   

-light spinning-    You kill for nothing, beast. Your title is empty, your accomplishments hollow—I cast you underfoot.   

Parfait: -scanning for telekinesis- <Hiro!>

-in lieu of a sibling's memories to burn, he sets his own aflame-    Hiro: -ablaze- Adelinde the Scythe, you I execrate—   

Parfait:    <We need to go!>   

Hiro: -stare- ...

-...he stalks away as quickly as blood loss permits him, leaving the half-finished—and still it is only half-finished—Curse hanging in the air-

-Molybdneum stands by Ever doing nothing—visually indistinguishable from her doing everything-

Hiro: -walking by, acknowledging without a second glance- Liar.

Molybdenum: -nod- Snitch.

-for an instant, gossamer threads of power can be seen spinning from Molybdenum's helmet—burnt away as soon as they form-

-almost obligatorily-

Ribot: -digging out of a splintered trunk- ~You—you—you insolent—!~

-he stretches his will at Ever and Hiro, but Parfait closes her hand around his psychic projection-

-silenced, he sinks into the earth-

-...Hiro lays his hand on Tea, feeling her nuzzle weakly into his grasp-

Hiro: …

-he draws another precious spark of that fire from his heart, stoking Tea's natural processes to a brew-

-and Hiro, Ever, their teams, Muninn (and his carry-on, if he's inclined to anchor)-

Molybdenum: ~—!~

-are gone-

-the clearing is dead silent-

-Molybdenum stands, awaiting her superior's reemergence-

Stormchaser, Vents

-Hiro collapses, coughing-

-flame licks from the corners of his mouth, seeping through his skin—lies-

-the Stormchaser's fire alarm rings once, for half a second—before registering who it is, a diamond in the ceiling instead wicking the smoke's carbon away before it can spread, adding it to its mass-

-the walls (of the vent, yes) sparkle with multicolored gems...for some reason-

Parfait: -eyeing her humans- <...should we get Every?>

-Hiro keeps coughing-

 The Velvet Room 

-Thespi's mask is just. one-to-one the usual Castform face pattern-

Thespi: -yelp- I'm listening!! I am here for exposition.

-it conceals nothing-

Pollen: -a bit queasy, or the buggy equivalent thereof- <I'm...good, thanks. I'll make. whoever this is. work.>

-it's a wonder Pollen can see through hers at all—the masquerade mask eye holes are too small for her compound eyes-

Pollen: <No...no more guillotines.>

-Suiko's costume has melted into plainwear with the application of her mask—without it, she looks just like Megan-

Suiko: -rubbing her face- We will not be seeking such services at this time.

...others rehabilitated?

-they don't comment on the haze—any more than one would, encountering something new and strange within the framework of a dream-

-and it all goes-

Stormchaser, Megan's Room

Pollen: -startling awake- <Aaaaaaaah!!>

Megan: -blinks, watching her- Oh. Hello.

Thespi: -yawns- <...what time is it?>

-Pollen stops mid-waking, dumbfounded-

Pollen: -turning to Thespi- <You—you—>

-reevaluating- <...you mean you weren—?>

-Thespi's nervous-

Thespi: -casual- <Oh, Pollen, left a message for you on Hasslemon.>

Pollen: -staring- <...>

-vision arrested by movement…-

-a bead of "sweat"'s dewing on her little cloud head-

Megan: -edging out the door- ...uh, if you guys need to talk, I'm gonna get us breakfast.

Thespi: <...?> :?

Pollen: <...>

(-Pollen tries to see if the mask is on Thespi's face, but her eyes are not optimized for that-)

Edited by Asterisk395 on Sep 28th 2021 at 7:10:47 AM

Run, leap, dodge the blast, simple words ran through her head, directing her on the path. A turret appeared out of a wall, she raised the blaster cannon and fired, taking it out before it could hit her.

The suit was a mastercraft of engineering, she had barely broken a sweat. Lightning fast reactions, tuned musculature to enhance her strength and speed, the HUD displayed the path, an advanced sensor suite to map her way. The Pokeballs on her hip ready for any creature to appear before her, though her cannon would easily make work of everything.

A heavy ledge, she jumped, the boosters kicking in as she flipped over the obstacle, still further to go. The key to the door in hand, she heard a rumbling, as manifesting before her was a large alien creature, it seemed to be made from a Scissor of some sorts. The Scissor beast roared, Roxy grinned beneath her helmet and tossed out a pokeball, summoning Hacks,

~Ah... fight time.~

Silas looked over the telemetry, "All good. Very good in fact, she's always been a fan of power armor."

Bishop smirked a bit, "We do good work Captain, the Commander has always been a very physical person has she not?"

Silas noted there was that, he sighed, turning to the researcher, "Thanks for letting us use the Test Track."

"Not a problem," said Dr. Alex Williams, "It's really rather easy, especially with our new Holo-program being added. These test tracks make great ways to test certain ways pokemon react to obstacles and such."

Silas nodded, "Why do you think we came to PEFE?"

"Beyond the official cooperation PEFE is doing with Asimov?" Alex asked, grinning.

Silas gave them a look, "Really?"

"Hey you guys have provided a bunch of new technologies and materials, its only fair."

Silas stuck his hands in his pockets and shook his head, "I suppose so. How are those new metamaterials working?"

Alex shrugged, "Pretty good all things considered. The nanoweave is interesting stuff, we have been looking at developing some hazard suits so our researchers can investigate more dangerous environments with their pokemon."

Silas rolled his tongue to his cheek and then said, "Well, hit me up some time. I'm the official liason and I'm a bit of... expert on making protective gear."

Alex laughed, they looked out to the testing course, "Clearly. We'll keep that in mind, but really we'll need to get Priscilla to look over the budget first before we take you up on that offer."

Stormchaser, Percyplace

Percy: Hm. I don't want to play electric poker here, but I suspect you may have had less static than I did.

Totentanz is about the same story, ha.

Aware: -squints at Addie- I'm an electrokinetic. I know how to turn a phone on and off with static.

-they take the sizzled phone anyway, nibbling it to check-

-their eyes widen-

Am I not electrokinetic like this?

Percy: Now that is fascinating. Pokemon don't retain their abilities as humans?

Aware: How horrifying.

Percy: Hm. I don't think any of my Pokemon would look like me. I didn't meet Totentanz until I was...well, about four, but the formative years were past.

-she shrugs-

-she looks a little uncomfortable, being watched-

Percy: Oh, Apple?

-she crackles red again-

They wanted me to revive some fossils for them. It was a pretty big job and I wanted to get a Gatrade and they got it for me, which was...unusually nice? And since then they've managed to be charming enough to outweigh the inconvenience of spending time with a grown adult who wears a Flapple costume to sleep.

-she is not quite able to keep the smile off her face-

...Sorry, did you say "Pokémon scientists in another world?" It's just I know you didn't say that because you've mostly made sense so far.

Stormchaser, Vents

-Ever, associated Pokemon, and Zayna are here-

-Ever glances around to see if anyone else is, sighs, and slides down the wall in a heap, their left hand placed against the hole in their neck-

Pleth: <...Sorry, are we on the Stormchaser?>

Ephemera: -Carbink!-

-she skitters around the room, chasing the sparkles-

Pleth: <Darkrai, you're such a cat.>

-she places a claw on the floor, and with some effort, blades of grass poke out from between the diamonds-

Ephemera: -Mankey!-

-she climbs onto Pleth's head-

Pleth: <I feel like I got more respect from you as a Treecko.>

-Ever takes out their phone, holding it out to Hiro-

-text scrawls itself across the screen in handwriting, framed by flowers and vines-

Forest

-Adelinde emerges from past the trees-

-she looks...disheveled-

-her coat is torn, covered in ash, dirt, dust, and twigs-

-there are bruises and cuts on her face, blood held in at open wounds via telekinesis-

-she's limping, and without blades of light to shore up her gait-

-she's breathing heavily, perhaps as a result of the telekinetic glove she's placed around herself-

-there's a    burn    down the side of her face-

Adelinde: ...Hm.

-hey, Molybdenum-

Adelinde: Not quite an unmitigated disaster. Cost the kid a ghost.

-there's nobody else here. Everyone else is dead or gone-

Adelinde: I've spoken to the Janitor. By the time they arrived to scrub the site, something had been taken. Hortensia's Burst Heart.

-Adelinde is, if not powerless, substantially power-compromised-

Adelinde: Idiot woman. Bonding herself to something so...pointlessly fragile.

-she seems distracted. Legend has it that she had her tear ducts surgically cauterized, but...-

Adelinde: All this waste, for one truant. One.

-she takes a moment to breathe-

Adelinde: We're leaving, Ramona. The Janitor is coming by shortly to clean this up as well.

-she draws two knives to herself, spinning them around a finger-

-well, Ramona?-

-Molybdenum?-

Edited by memyselfandI2 on Sep 28th 2021 at 12:26:15 PM

Wyndon Stadium

-The Steel Wing hits Catty with a BONK noise-

Catty: <You think THAT will stop me?>

-The Donphan swends another Stone Edge-

Kalos Forest

-Olivia is pulled free!-

-She swings upwards, falls, and probably bonks someone on the head-

Olivia: <Whew, that's much better, thank you!>

-She looks around-

<All right, now... Where are we? There's no one around to ask for directions... This could be a problem! Seems all we can do is explore this area a little bit...>

-The tree Ann noticed earlier is still over there, and has a prominent chunk taken out of it-

-A Magic Circle also lights up beneath it-

Stormchaser

-Jade is around-

-So is ???-