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-Lissa smirks at Percy.-
Lissa: Like I said, softie. Though you do pretty well at maintaining the act that you'd rather keep people at arm's length. Hell, I bought into it first time we met. But I'm pretty sure you like me, and that's a tough thing to do, so that suggests you like people more than you like to let on.
-She picks up her bo staff and uses it to help haul herself to her feet.-
Lissa: Anyway, I should probably get going. Shower, throw some proper clothes on, go looking for Apple and turn on the charm till I can picture them red as their costume beneath that ridiculous visor, all that jazz. Don't be strangers, though, okay? You both know how to get in touch with me if you wanna hang sometime.
Edited by Herbert40k on Oct 13th 2021 at 1:08:43 PM
Ann: -Starts gathering confetti alongside her mons-
Flygon: -Is hit and brought down to half health- <Ack!>
Raihan: Use Throat Chop again!
Flygon: -Lashes out with their tail again-
-Nope Kofun still does not like that and still can't say a thing-
Neon: Flash Cannon!
-Kofun fires a beam of light at the Flygon-
"Oh you've gotta be shitting me-"
Seeing that Ironspine is (probably?) done, the person who's not Daydre grabs her and starts swimming away.
MONARCH is sturdy, but that attack coupled with the Stealth Rocks from earlier seems to have put a dent in him. He's blasted back through the water, but he manages to slow himself to a stop with a swirl of currents.
... And uses those currents to blast a wall of water at the Volcanion.
"Okay what to do what to do-"
"... Well. We're underwater for one so that limits my options to like, one."
A pokeball goes click and out comes a Very Mysterious Primarina (also wearing a domino mask).
Azure: <I can't believe you talked me into this.>
"Is now the time??"
Azure: <You're lucky this is salt water->
"Sparkling Aria, please?"
Azure strums his guitar and the area fills with bubbles that pop with painful force- but also seem to be cleansing the burns off Ironspine and MONARCH.
"Uh, can't say I am. I've been a Zorua before, but not a dragon. Might be fun, who knows."
She holds up the chunk.
"... It's a chunk of some kind. I don't actually really know what it is."
"I dunno if I'd call it fun, exactly. Usually someone ends up learning Important Lessons of some kind and those are rarely fun."
-Gale Knight was in the briefing room when the ship lurched to the beacon, her eyes closed and mind racing. This was it; the last stand, the battle against the flagship. Perhaps we could have been more ready, could have obtained better weapons... Edged out more scrap for upgrades if we were a little more ruthless... But now they were here, and the final trial of mettle for this crew was about to begin-
Is the Dawnblade ready?
-Her fingers traced along the edge of something-
-Night is a misleading term here, there's no gravity well here to delineate how the sun rises and sets. But sleeping schedules tend to synchronize, especially when it's best for everyone to be well-rested before battle-
-Except Gale Knight isn't asleep. A faint glow emits from the ship's fabrication room, from the digital forge where equipment is made...-
-Gale shook one hand, like someone trying to work out pins and needles-
Well here's hoping we don't need too much more of that tonight.
-She slipped past the formerly-guarded door and beheld what they tried so hard to hide-
-Gale took a deep breath, trying to level a bit of a look at Evelyn-
Listen. I'll explain afterwards, okay? What's going on here is a lot more important and relevant right now.
-She begins walking off in the direction of what looks to be a bit of a work-in-progress area-
You hum a little as you try and call things to mind.
"Well, I attended a barbecue where there was a bunch of the J-Team... Before that, I spent a few nights in the backwoods climbing trees... I got lost for a few hours in the Glimwood a few weeks ago!"
Good idea, who's got the confetti bag so we can paper mache a new face for the old sap?
-She gives a glance at Kendall working his magic-
Oh, that works too.
I can't stop them. If I just spend the turn buffing, they'll hit. And attacks and Protect just don't work...
-The Nightingale flinches and tries to spend this time applying a healing item to James. She can't stop Grae from fainting, but she can at least make sure the other injured member of her team is in condition to get back out there-
Kamui and Kendall turned to watch Gail depart, before Kamui turned to Kendall, phantom tails in her mind bristling with indignation.
He felt the glare, already knowing what Kamui was about to berate him for.
"Hey, you two can't do everything together!" He defended. "Something's gonna slip through the cracks!"
"Well, I still deserve to know what's going on!"
"Except no, you don't because you're not involved in it, so just cool your jets."
Seemingly enraged by Kendall's words, Kamui threw her choker at his forehead and dashed off with Flame Charge after transforming back, hoping to silently catch Pent in some sort of act.
As Kendall stared at the choker that he reflexively caught, he sighed and pocketed it. "That's my girl…"
-Despite the fact that their face is made of dots, Daydre can almost see Regidraco frowning-
Regidraco: <Fox is not dragon, but I hope you succeed in your quest to be a dragon like me!>
-Similarly they almost seem to make an OWO face inspecting the chunk-
<It looks familiar! Wheredya get it?>
-Kendall's confetti scooping eventually restores Grandsappy!-
Grandsappy: <Huh? What happened? Felt like some rapscallion was whittling me down again. Did I just dream it? Ah I suppose that's just the memory going downhill, aw nuts...>
Trevenant 1: <Grandsappy's back, y'all!>
Trevenant 2: <Let's see... Mustache? Check. Creepy eyebrows? Check. It's Grandsappy all right!>
Trevenant 3: <Aww thank you! He's still a shell of himself, but it's better than being a shell of a shell. We've got our precious Elder back!>
Olivia: <Well, he's not hollow anymore. But does it seem like he could still be more energetic somehow?>
-the nice thing about telepathy is you can usually tell when someone's lying-
-the better thing than that is that you can follow someone's train of thought from start to end (suck it, Alíthea, you piece of deprecated deoxyribose)-
-the bad thing is that it still doesn't make any sense-
Zayna: ~he saved my~
Zayna: ~you think we're~
Zayna: ~me specifically out of~
-...getting your outsides rearranged unanesthetized must really leave you out of it-
Zayna: -"out loud"- ~(...ohhh, this is how you get people, isn't it.)~
-really out of it-
-but she rallies quickly-
Zayna: -beaming- ~Great! Isn't that just...super. I am definitely going to turn this to my advantage at the earliest opportunity.~
-and she stops, because that was definitely what she tried to say-
-definitely, as an unscarred master telepath-
-...she doesn't even try to call lightning this time-
Zayna: -hanging her head, sour- ~...you have me fully in your power. That's not conducive—and believe me, I know conducive—to being friends.~
-an old joke, and no one left who's already heard it-
-...smirk, begrudging- ~It's how you get us, isn't it, you J-Teamers? Wait until we're useless, fix us up, and you've got Students of your own. Cast-offs, discards—and now you've got a Templar.~
-she laughs, silent and breathy-
-and bangs a freshly-repaired fist on the Stormchaser's infirmary wall, which refuses to punctuate her thoughts with any startlingly loud sound-
Zayna: ~Surrounded by Mightyena.~
~You're like us. And you get to feel good about yourselves. Well, I'll play along. Sure, we're friends.~
~And I'll laugh when it's that thieving little brat that crashes this thing into the sea.~
-she wheezes—something like "42, kill it with fire"-
~You have no idea what's coming. There's always more of us—can this ridiculous airship fit all the bodies we can throw at it? All of your—sorry, our—bodies along with it?~
-the fluorescent lights hum-
Zayna: -chuckle- ~Despicable. Perfect.~
-she makes such a sad sound when the juice box makes that hollow sputtering noise-
Zayna: -tucking it beneath the covers, turning over- ~...wake me when it's time for rehab. There's work to do.~
-she turns this over for a bit-
Abilene: -...snort- And here I thought I'd found a kindred soul. In gardening, not hoarding.
Sorbus: -chewing on some scrap, placidly- <That remains an unfortunate stereotype that drives poachers and treasure seekers into territorial species' nests.>
-she sighs, and stows the "referring to type-specializing" defense-
Abilene: -to Apple- My dad gave me that advice. Followed it religiously, more so than any Xernitic fertility rites—don't tolerate family with a good chance of killing you.
And he died anyway. Life: eight, Death: a hundred and seven billion.
-she shakes her head, moving to the next-
Abilene: Well, I don't mean to be morose. And far be it from me to stop you. Unless you'd like a little supervillainous corruption, Mx. Vigilante?
-she wiggles her eyebrows, a bit inexpertly-
Abilene: ...that you remember those that would be forgotten means more than you know. I would have loved you.
Abilene: -pry- Desperation drives more to join Teams and crime than any manner of ideology. I should know. That the work is humble is inherent to its virtue, but in my opinion you deserve that pride far more so than what any of my family has written in the history books.
-clank- No saviors. We help one another.
Abilene: -affronted- …pretends to be mean?!
Lanatus, behind them: -chirr- -w-
-From Space With Love-
-Molly doesn't exactly give off the vibe of an avid movie-watcher...nor a connoisseur of scifi pulp film, memetic though it may be-
-[Google] is too slow-
-Ramona scythes through the minds of the bar's other patrons, then random tourists on the street-
-rather than hearts and stars, one of the latter finds themself suddenly recalling...-
Molly: -blink- That...
-major proxy fan on social media, though-
-she suddenly remembers-
Molly: -wheeze- That B-list star job?
-in the face of complexity, she focuses on the recognizable—that it does seem to be a person in front of her-
-Ariados get eaten all the time-
-a set creep after Robinson's footsteps, wondering what her deal is-
-spinning webs to catch anyone's deal—if Paula isn't even the prime intelligence-
Molly: -swoon- Commanders from opposite sides, falling in love. There's a hoot and a half.
-she tips into the seat and takes her cup, inhaling the aroma-
Molly: -half-lidded, over the rim of the cup- Really sold the drama, though. Like the actors were embroiled in teeny-teen feelings of their own.
-and she takes an incautious sip-
Molly: -...blink- ...wait, was that that one Frontier Brain…?
Galarian Zapdos: -glances down- <Eh?>
-Zapdos, then, notices that their feet are on fire-
Galarian Zapdos: -squAWK!-
-lacking the strength to remain aloft by kicking alone, they nevertheless continue striving to run as they plummet straight down-
Galvantula, Flattened: -twitches-
-they pry themself roughly out of the fuzzy, oddly distinct crater, flexing bruised...lots of things-
Galarian Zapdos: -cackling, to Tagg- <You know my name!>
-and they take off again-
-they leave a trail of fire where they run, carving their path through the Wild Area-
-feet pounding- <But make no mistake, Mister Contractor, I am no Fairy! If I stay when you call it is because you amuse me.>
Galarian Zapdos: -honk- <I have a voice! I am better! If those old fogies...>
Galarian Zapdos: -contemplating excruciating pain- <...hm.>
-ignoring a Biker race crashing to a screeching halt behind them for fire-related reasons, they take off sideways, running on the surface of the Lake of Outrage-
Galarian Zapdos: -sneer, dislodging Volcarona scales step by step- <If it's catching 'em all that you're after, then catch me.>
-it's storming on the Lake, and Gyarados reel as they shove past-
Gyarados: -roar- <HEY! I'm swimming h>
Galarian Zapdos: -H O N Ks, loud as the worst rush hour Unova has to offer-
-and then they start clawing-
-looking for an easier, quieter, or at least less kicky target for their subsequent rage, various of them turn...toward Corvus, and exhale Hyper Beams-
-Zapdos runs on, headed laughingly for shore-
Edited by Asterisk395 on Oct 14th 2021 at 1:57:07 PM
The Pen grinned, Been coalescing your power for this moment.
Arthur picked up the double barrel, and quietly and slowly loaded, "Ready? The Flagship better be ready for us."
Decares looked at the pilot and his companion, <Whoa, Mr. Rime got even uglier. Who the hell are you?>
"We're travelers, we were hired to help," Roxy explained, "We have the weakness of the Rebellion. The Battle Net they control is routed through the flagship."
Decares blinked, <The Flagship? That thing is a cruiser killer!>
"But we're not a cruiser," Silas added, "We're much smaller than most of your battleships, we can fight it on an even field."
Decares scoffed, <If you want to get yourselves killed->
~The Flagship is controlled by an ancient AI, Tiedrich is under its control. We break that, we free him!~ Hacks said.
Decares pondered it, <I have nothing to lose, this is the Last Stand... You have my permission, there are Federation Bases at select beacons that will stock you with fuel and basic repairs.>
Tiedrich stood atop the bridge of his cruiser, watching the war effort continued. A voice in the back of his head murmured to him... the new intruders had reappeared... they were familiar, they carried a familiarity.
"We Must Eliminate This Error. Prepare Your Broadsides. I Will Correct The Error Of Free Will," it said.
Tiedrich nodded and waved a hand forward, watching the Flagship warp off into Jumpspace, the final battle approached.
White laughed, "Ah yes. The Company, some of our current leadership has the right idea," he said wistfully, sipping his martini.
"My current head of management, A Dr. E.K Tonio, is quite the visionary, that a lot of morals and ethics hold back scientific discovery, and that by abandoning such notions we can actually push forward. After all there will be time to make up for any... hurt feelings."
He looked to the dealer and nodded, the Dealer produced a card and handed it to Rosalinde, on it was a numerical sequence. Bishop whispered to Rosalinde, "A riddle, a test, running it now, seems to be coordinates... awaiting Suiko and Gale to finish their missions. But we have made an advancement, good."
The Pen shrugged as Gale stepped into the room, inside were... well it wasn't a pretty sight, the room was cold and filled with... parts.
The Pen frowned, Yeah this seems like a black market job here.
On a nearby table was a map, on it was a circle on a part of the ocean, about 8 miles off the coast in deep waters, it was rather big.
We have an idea of where now, think the Black and Blue Pory can use this?
"I'm Silas, this is my wife Roxy," Silas started, Roxy waved a hello, and then he directed to his current mons, "And this is Hacks and Khan."
~Hello there, nice to meet you as well Doug.~
<Hello,> Khan said plainly staring at Doug.
"What brings you aboard the Stormchaser?" Roxy asked.
Ann: Maybe he needs a good watering.
Diplo: -Strikes with Phantom Force-
Flygon: -Is brought down to the yellow before Throat Chopping again-
Corvus: -Dodging Hyper Beams- <Really?>
-Throwing down an Ultra Ball towards the shoreline-
Tendril, use Block!
Tendril: -Sends out a massive amount of vines to block Zapdos' way-
-Evelyn and Ian follow the sound of Ol' Grandsappy's cry, and watch as Kendall fixes Ol' Grandsappy's face with confetti.-
Evelyn: -to Olivia- More energetic, you say?
Me: So, who did we put in charge of carrying the Soul Seed again?
Evelyn: That is a relief. As long as Hoops gets better.
-Evelyn then looks over at Ian, still wondering what he's doing.-
Evelyn: Do I even wanna know?
Aurelia: Mog, huh? What are they like?
Me: Well... Guess I know where we're going next.
-Ian and Evelyn then follow Gale and Kamui into the work-in-progress area, in search of answers.-
Percy: -sighs- Yeah, you're not wrong. You seem nice enough.
Percy: You, I don't trust so much.
Ever: Perfectly reasonable. See you around, though, Lissa! I'll shoot you a text. Have fun with Apple!
PEFE!Every: I'm not a J-teamer.
-she sounds annoyed-
I don't even like most of them. I've just been living here for a while so I can get in touch with my boss.
I mostly feel good 'cause I managed to patch you up after you've clearly been through it. It's not quite my personal best but I'm glad I haven't lost my touch or anything.
42...oh, is that your Molybdenum? I'd like to meet her.
And I would admittedly be very curious to see how many bodies this airship can fit.
-she crosses her arms-
...Are you sure you don't want another juicebox? I have a lot of them.
Apple-A-Day: Everyone thinks I'm a Grass trainer! Flapple is a perfectly cool dragon.
...And, uh, I'm sorry about your dad. My mom died when I was eight, it sucked. If you ever want to talk about it...
But I'm okay with not being corrupted. I sort of like my ideals intact!
-they trail off a bit at Abilene's admission, and their hold on Sorbus's branches slips-
-but they land on their feet-
Apple-A-Day: Nailed it. Well, um...thank you! I really appreciate that! But it's really just. What people should do. And if more people did it I wouldn't need to wear the mask.
Loha: <...Which you'd be very sad about.>
Apple-A-Day: Hmph. And hey wait why are you looking at my texts!
-they glare at Lanatus, somehow-
You are a villain, invading my privacy like that. Don't you know secret identities are sacrosanct?
Cof: <You do not. Ian, you've been a big help but you can stop now.>
Kec: <So, what now?>
Vul: <You're their partner. What do you think?>
Kec: <I... I think we need to find a place to wait. Until our trainer is ready to awaken.>
Ray: <And we will come to protect them until then.>
Kec: <All of you?>
Pol: <Yeah, we didn't know Hoops as long as the rest of you, but they treated us well. Bit intense, but what are you going to do.>
Bis: <So, we'd like more time with the best version of them.>
Sal: <Kec, hang on. Do we really want to keep our replacements around?>
Led: <I agree, their vibes are a bit dodgy.>
Kec: <I think we do. I want us all to be united, and I won't force anyone to come along. But for now we have a path, and I think we should all walk it.>
He turns to Ian and Evelyn.
Kec: <So, we'll be leaving for a bit.>
Xaster steps out opposite to Justice and Arctozolt. He lifts his pokéball and twirls it on his finger, causing small sparks to fly off.
Xaster: To To, showtime!
He sends out his Togepi, who waves to the crowds before facing Arctozolt.
Xaster: Mr Hoode, I'm going to prove today why you're wrong.
The bell for the start of the competition begins. Xaster reaches into a pocket in his jacket and throws a handful of (biodegradable) glitter into the air.
Xaster: Ladies and Gentlemen, jouissez le spectacle.
-As Molly takes a drink from her teacup, she is not poisoned.-
-Well, that's kind of a lie. These cups are definitely filled with straight whiskey, and the alcohol does what it does normally, at the rate it normally does.-
-Paula doesn't seem remotely like this is weird, because she casually takes a sip from her own cup.-
Paula: -giggles- Yeah, that's the one. It's ridiculous. And the cast is all old friends of mine. Yes, including the Frontier Brain.
-She smiles, briefly lost in thought, sighing dreamily as she meets Molly's gaze.-
Paula: ...Have I mentioned you have really pretty eyes? They're a lot like Kai's. All bright and purple. I can't imagine why you'd want to hide them like that.
-Robinson returns to the kitchen, tailed by the creepy crawlies.-
-She certainly doesn't seem as complex as Paula or Runaway. Just a character in a role.-
-That role is as a housekeeper, of course. So of course she's going to the cabinet to retrieve a can of Max Repel, which she promptly sprays at the critters stalking her.-
Edited by BittersweetNSour on Oct 14th 2021 at 4:39:54 AM
Braker: "...They've gone silent."
Kim: (smirking) "That's good. That means they're planning something big."
Braker: "Really now?"
(He focuses his camera on the two of them, eager to see what they will do next.)
(Kim looks at her new Primarina for a few moments, before eventually Geddy himself turns to face her.)
Geddy: <Kim? We... we're still in the middle of a battle.>
(Kim shakes her head, trying to get rid of the feelings of shock, before turning to face Geddy with a slightly apologetic look.)
Kim: "Y-yes, of course. My apologies. I was just... surprised by what just happened, is all."
Geddy: <It's fine. To be honest, I'm a bit surprised myself.>
(They both laugh for a bit, before Kim turns to face Geddy and nods.)
Kim: "Alright, Geddy! Let's finish him off! Use Draining Kiss once again!"
(Geddy nods, then goes over to Marnie's Scrafty and kisses him on the cheek. The Scrafty glows pink, and his energy is promptly drained, returning back to Geddy.)
(Marnie's Scrafty, now on his last legs, kneels to the floor and glares up at Geddy.)
Scrafty: <So... you thought evolving could stop me, eh? WELL, HOW'S ABOUT THIS!>
(And he pulls his arm back for another Thunder Punch- but Geddy isn't having it this time, and quickly dodges the attack.)
Scrafty: (eyes widening) <W-what?!>
(Geddy turns to face Kim and smiles, before Kim herself grins as she realizes exactly what Geddy is planning to do.)
Kim: "Geddy... let's do this."
(Geddy nods, then turns back to the Scrafty and looks up at the sky. Elton, Freddie, and Jagger, meanwhile, all look at each other.)
Freddie: <Is this...?!>
Elton: <I think it is!>
Jagger: <Natch. Geddy is a Primarina now, after all.>
(The scene promptly switches back to Kim and Geddy, both of whom look at the Scrafty with determined looks that scream "you're going down.")
(Braker focuses his camera on Kim and Geddy, anticipating their next move.)
(And sure enough, Kim promptly sings aloud:)
Kim: "Sound and fury drown my heart, every nerve is..."
Geddy: <TORN APAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAART--!!>
(And on that note, he forms a blue orb of water above him as he shrieks the last note to the sky, before throwing it directly at Marnie's Scrafty.)
(And the second he hears the lyrical exchange between Kim and Geddy, Braker's eyes widen in shock. Walter and Cuddles notice.)
Cuddles: <What's wrong, Lenny?>
Braker: (to himself, thinking) "Why does this seem so familiar...?"
(An explosion of water occurs, and as "Cygnus X-1" fades out, the dust settles, and Marnie's Scrafty is lying on his back with swirls in his eyes.)
Scrafty: (weakly) <Dang it...>
(Jagger turns off the music, and immediately he, Freddie, and Elton run over to Geddy in order to celebrate.)
Elton: <YES~! You did it, Geddy!>
Jagger: <That was sick!>
Freddie: <G-great job...>
(Geddy, of course, just blushes, before hugging the rest of his friends.)
(Braker continues staring into the distance, while Walter and Cuddles celebrate.)
Cuddles: <Alright~! That's three down~!>
Walter: <I must say, I've never been so delighted.>
(Braker, meanwhile, turns to face Ian and Evelyn.)
Braker: "...why do I get the feeling that I've seen that somewhere before?"
(Kim nods, then turns away and takes out her phone, before opening up her messages. Instantly, her eyes glance over to the conversation between her and 9-Volt. She scrolls through it, and soon comes across the line that truly made her question herself for the first time:)
Your job doesn't even need to exist for you to take pride in it; what makes the J-Team any different?
(She scrolls up again.)
This is something to improve on, biting your tongue. I got faith in ya, Kim. I'll be there to help... to a point.
(And then Braker's words echo:)
...You're backsliding, Kim.
(And then she scrolls up again:)
You're a good person, Kim. I don't-
Happy new ye-
(And again, and again, and again, getting more and more frantic, until she finally gets to:)
You knew that!
(She takes a few moments to breathe, then looks down in shame and mutters three words:)
Kim: (muttering to herself) "...I do now."
(She doesn't really say much of anything for the next few moments- merely ruminates as she scrolls back up to the last conversation the two of them had. She stares at it, remembering the speech she gave at the meeting, and all of a sudden a question comes to her:)
Kim: (thinking to herself) Why... why do I still care about 9-Volt so much?! Because he's a Galvantula? Because he helped me in my darkest hour? I wasn't trying to say that he was perfect or anything like that! I just... I wouldn't...
Kim: (out loud, numb) "I feel terrible..."
(Braker, Walter, and Cuddles all follow.)
Cuddles: <Yaaay~ he's back~>
Braker: "Not quite." (He turns to face Kim.) "Ian's right. Who did we put in charge of finding the Soul Seed?"
(Kim pauses, and then takes out the seed she found earlier.)
Kim: "Is this it?"
(Ingrid is now wandering around the Wild Area, still with Ananpi on her shoulder. Eventually, though, Ananpi crawls down her shoulder and goes over to his PokeBall. Ingrid notices.)
Ingrid: "Oh? I thought you didn't like going in your PokeBall..."
Ananpi: <Except to talk to my friends, chuu~!>
Ingrid: "O-oh! I see. Very well, then."
(Ananpi nods and returns himself.)
pikaPika (PP) joined the conversation.
PP: (^o hi everybody! o^)ϟ
Everybody else joined the chat.
GW: hi there ananpi! did anything happen?
PP: (^o it sure did, chuu~ o^)ϟ
PP: (^o ingrid can understand pokemon now, chuu~! o^)ϟ
DQ: f REALLY?!?!?!?! ||
GW: yaaaay! that's amazing! i'm so happy for her!
GW: does that mean she can understand me too?
Of course she can understand you, lieutenant. Now that the general has acquired a P.T.O., she'll be able to understand all Pokemon, regardless of whether or not they're hers.
GW: ...*W*hat's a lieutenant?
It is a military ranking below captain and above second lieutenant.
GW: ...oh. okay.
VV: ∴ (she can understand us? | excellent | very exciting | can't wait to talk to her | how did it happen | do tell please) ∴
PP: (^o well... o^)ϟ
PP: (^o we went to this strange place called the ersatz alliance, chuu~ o^)ϟ
AE: t-that doesn't sound like a good place... thank goodness i didn't g-go there...
PP: (^o don't worry agnetha! it was really fun, chuu~ o^)ϟ
AE: o-oh... t-that's good... that makes me feel a bit better, at least.
DQ: mf Oh ' Im so delighted! This is the greatest day of my < f LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIFEEEEEEEEE~!! ||
Of course you would think that.
AE: u-um... c-can we... p-please... d-don't fight...
GW: i don't think they're going to fight, silly agnetha!
AE: i doubt it...
Risky: "I was investigating a murder, one thing led to another, and now I'm here. I got some leads at least."
Doug: <THIS PLACE SEEMS LIKE A BIG DEAL, BUT NOT AS MUCH AS ME!>
Odin: I did not know her myself at all. But she's... Somewhere on the Isle of Armor.
-Kofun's not feeling so good-
Kofun: ~You're awfully rude, robbing me of my spoken voice like that.~
-But they Flash Cannon again-
Justice: Thunderbolt! Make it look flashy!
Arctozolt: <G-Got it!>
-A series of electric sparks like fireworks head for the Togepi-
Grandsappy: <Did you youngunws ever find that Soul Seed?>
"I... think?" Kendall asked. "I mean, we found a seed held by some Shroomish? And watered it? And if you're feeling better..." He shrugged.
Xaster: ToTo, get to dancing and then use Metronome!
ToTo dances through the fireworks created by Thunderbolt, not even seeming to notice when she spins out of the way and they hit the ground just feet away from her. She raises her hands in the air and waves them around. A large wrapped present drops out of the air in front of Arctozolt.
ToTo used Present!
Xaster: Huh. No explosion this time. You see, Mesdames et Messieurs, Metronome is a move that when you use it has a chance to use any other move in existence. It's exciting, isn't it?
Simon Hoode rolls his eyes and presses a button, causing Xaster's point total to decrease slightly. However at the same time, Mary leans forwards slightly in her judge chair.
Mary: What's in the present?
Xaster: Why, that's an excellent question. Justice, Arctozolt, why don't we show them what's in the present?
Lissa: Thanks. I'll let you know how it goes.
-She does a little twirl with her staff before turning and leaving the room.-
-Rosalinde takes the card between her fingers and slides it into one of her coat pockets. Her face remains perfectly neutral at the mention of Tonio's name.-
Rosalinde: What is the saying, again? "Time heals all wounds"? Alas, I find myself becoming more aware of my body's failings with each passing year. Still, I'm sure you and your management would agree that is simply one more obstacle on the road to advancement. Father Time cannot hold back the march of progress forever.
-She stands up.-
Rosalinde: Danke schön for your company, Doctor. I will keep you in mind once I have found what I am looking for.
Daydre gives them an odd look and a thumbs up.
"A guy named Merlin. Told me it was the only clue he had to the whereabouts of a former boyfriend."
-the crowds are hyped-
-it's a beautiful weekend for battling-
Reporter: It's almost time for the next Champion's Cup tournament! The tension is high as Trainers gather from all around Galar and beyond to compete for the championship, and nowhere is it higher than right here in Wyndon City! Coming to you live from Pokemon Network, we've managed to snag an exclusive interview with one of our potential champions!
Ever: (blank-voiced) There are three people recording this conversation besides you. At least one of them is a reporter pretending not to be. Another of them is me just in case you misquote me.
Reporter: R-right! Well, Ever Memito is a trainer with a solid record already, coming off the heels of Champion battles in Unova, Hoenn, and Sinnoh! With a bent for unorthodox team composition—
Ever: Weird way of saying I don't use a Pikachu—
Reporter: And a personality that's captivated audiences—
Ever: Politifact— mostly false.
Reporter: They're currently placed as a favorite to win the Championship!
Ever: That's the most embarrassing miscalculation I've seen someone make since they greenlighted the Incarnation movie.
Reporter: So, now that you've made it to the Cup, how are you feeling about the upcoming tournament?
Ever: It's kind of neat battling people whose strategies and tactics aren't public record, I guess. Though I know a lot of the people in this bracket so...IDK?
Reporter: Did you just say "IDK" with your mouth?
Ever: I think it'll be interesting to see how that shakes out.
Reporter: Very you answer.
Ever: It would be difficult to give any other kind.
Reporter: So. This will be your first League after your recent coming out as nonbinary. Do you have a message for anyone watching you with that in mind?
Ever: I know it's tempting, but don't step into fairy rings. It's never worth it.
Ever: I'm really just here to battle. The fact that you've turned it into a public thing is a bit weird, and I say that as an Unovan. But I guess if someone's looking at me and able to see themself in my place, that's cool. Just try and dress better than I do.
Ever: You're the one who wanted the interview. Do you want to battle?
Ever: Do. You. Want. To. Battle? You're looking me in the eyes. That's an invitation, no?
Reporter: Hey, just between us and the fans, that's not really a thing, is it?
Ever: Just to be clear, you're trying to figure out if one of the founding pillars of trainership is an elaborate act of kayfabe, and you chose me to ask this question?
Ever: Is there, like, a lab where they build reporters and load them up with questions like that?
-Adelinde frowns, and turns off the television-
-she's sitting on the floor, cross-legged, an orrery of blades surrounding her-
-Lutetium is sitting next to her, in an awkward half lotus, occasionally sneaking glances at her to see how she's doing it. If Adelinde notices, she pretends not to-
Adelinde: ...That's bold of them.
Lutetium: (oh, it's okay to talk) How'd you get outside TV?
Adelinde: I'm not putting up with the tripe the doctors put on for you kids. One of the benefits of Dr. Powell's death is that I can get a few more channels.
Lutetium: ...I liked Dr. P.
-Adelinde turns to look at him. Lutetium flinches-
Adelinde: ...Hm. Lutetium, I am going to tell you a story.
Adelinde: I had a friend once.
Adelinde: Order is critical to everything, dear, and that includes storytelling.
Lutetium: -shuts up-
Adelinde: Her name was Cecelia, title never given, but if I could have assigned her one, I would have called her the Bastion. She specialized in the creation of barriers, and at the peak of her power, she could have stopped the barrel of a tank. She and I worked together for several years, and we worked together well. She was the shield to my sword, the...hmm. Moon to my sun, perhaps. We were close. I might have called her the guiding node of my own heart, and I like to think that I was hers.
Adelinde: You will notice, of course, that Cecilia is not with us today. She died some decades ago, clashing with a Rocket cell that had started dealing drugs in an area of Saffron that we were using as a base of operations. Their activities were drawing a police presence that we couldn't easily deter, and so Cecilia and I were dispatched to...remind Rocket that although they are strong, and interconnected, they are in the end only human. But Cecilia didn't make it.
I avenged her, of course. The police evacuated the area in the aftermath of what they assumed to be a vicious internal conflict between Rocket faction.
I've told this story to many children. Some of them take away the correct lesson, and sometimes they live. Molybdenum is an example of this. The ones that don't, of course, have universally died.
Lutetium: ...And the correct lesson is?
Adelinde: Hm. Nobody ever asks that. How funny.
You see, in the aftermath, I wondered why Cecilia had been taken from me.
And I was forced to conclude, as I'm sure you will someday be, that she died for the same reason anybody does, that they are weak, and incapable of standing up to the forces that seek to end them.
Adelinde: And now, when I muse on my dear departed Cecilia, I remember that I am not as pathetic as she was. You are less pathetic than many of your colleagues. Rejoice in that, count yourself fortunate to be among the living, and struggle, as I do, to ensure that that situation never sees cause to change.
-Lutetium nods slowly-
Adelinde: We are...blessed, I suppose, with a higher purpose that most don't ever get a chance at. Loss, pain, grief, these are the crucibles in which we are forged, and we leave them behind the way we leave behind the rest of the dross of humanity.
-she takes a breath in, the circle of blades contracting, and then exhales-
Adelinde: This is how we become something greater.
-the blades move with her breath, and what they touch, even gently, is cut. Lutetium teleports several feet away to avoid being part of the demonstration-
Adelinde: Good. You're starting to learn.
I think it's time you started fieldwork, don't you?
Raihan: -Recalling Flygon- You do realize I'm the great Raihan, right? Don't think for a moment that this match is over, go Duraludon!
Raihan: -Roaring- Bring the storm! My partner will send everyone in the stadium flying! Duraludon, time to Gigantamax!
Raihan: Now, use Max Darkness!
G-Max!Duraludon: -Blasts Kofun with Obscura-
Arctozolt: <F-For me?>
-Opens the gift-
-Yep Kofun is out-
Neon: I've got one left... And it's...
"Go Emma! Gigantimax!"
=Emma is sent out, aand sweells to unusual size-
Emma: <TASTE YTHE MIGHT OF MY SPELLS!>
-Blasts a G-Max Smite-
-Daydre can almost see Regidraco squint skeptically-
Regidraco: <Ah... The archfey. Mean Fairy.>
-suddenly a look of recognition-
<Wait, did you say it was for Luis? I know what to do! Follow me!>
-starts waddling out of the ruins-
Maggie is in er room, watching the Wyndon Stadium broadcast, oddly tempted to at some point show up at the point Ever's standing at cosplaying as them, as fleeting of a thought as it was.
"Mean Fairy"?... Hm. Maybe that was why Merlin wasn't getting anywhere.
Daydre shrugs and follows.
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