Chateau d'Avarice — The Library

-Runaway stares, watching as the new aspect is crafted. The slightest hint of a smile, an amused smirk, cracks her otherwise stony face.-

Runaway: Heh. Fancy. I'm sure Paula's going to be thrilled. Completely insufferable about it, but it's not like she's not already.

-Independent of Ramona's input, the Server walks over to Necronomicon, lifting up the book with no sign of fear, and flips through the pages briefly.-

Server: ...Oh my. This will be quite a task to put in order.

-She gets to work alongside the Bookworms.-

Runaway: ...I like her. She's cute.

The Greased G'runerigus

Rose: ...N-no, it's. It's fine. Just. Side effects. Of having a psychic in my head, and all. It's fine. You're fine.

-She shakes her head in an attempt to clear it, not that it helps.-

Rose: ...Right. Um. I'm Rose. And, um. Sure. Here's my number. It's— yeah.

-She grasps for a napkin and a pen, and scribbles a messy number down.-

Chateau d'Avarice — The Library

-Runaway seems to relax somewhat, finally giving Ramona a look that doesn't have... as much scorn to it.-

Runaway: Anyway, yeah. Team Skull, among others. Surprised the gang of lost kids were who you zeroed in on, rather than, say. Cipher or Iron or the J-Team.

-She stuffs her hands in the pockets of her sweatpants.-

Runaway: But yes, them specifically. What about it?

Chateau d'Avarice — Dining Room

Paula: 👀

-She leans forward further.-

Paula: Gosh. Wow I want to make out with you. Has that happened before? It'd be like. A world record or something. Doin' stuff nobody's ever done in a Mindscape before. Or a Palace??? This used to be a Palace once. Wow this place was really wasted on Robinson.

-It's a good thing she's finished off her drink, because she'd be knocking it over with her elbow right now.-

Edited by BittersweetNSour on Oct 31st 2021 at 10:02:05 AM

[Venice], July 7th

They look torn between concern for the two and not wanting to doubt Vee's abilities. (That seems like a bad idea, even in the best of times).

"I dunno, having worse doesn't mean something isn't bad...

MONARCH: (bashful) <Thank you my reptilian friend! I have a long way to go, but I do what I can!>

The person who's not Daydre contemplates Suiko's offer.

"If.. you're up to it, yeah. I can't say no to spending more time with you."

Wyndon stadium

The cameras point at her and Daydre very briefly becomes a deerling in headlights.

Through the nerves, she communicates her feelings by awkwardly giving Megan a thumbs-up through the broadcast.

Campus Palace

Daze eyes the discs with a mixture of confusion and mild boredom.

Who needs to remember this stuff?... Then again knowing where I put my keys would probably be helpful.

When they reach statues, her expression turns.. creeped out? Concerned? Nervous?

"Well, I think I'm getting an idea of what's going on here..."

J-Textspace

???

"Why do I get the feeling I know where this is go- oh man not agaaaaaaaiii-"

Hammerlocke Banquet Hall

Daydre arrives, dressed as a certain kind of classic movie monster.

Long black cape, frilly long-seleeved blouse unbuttoned juuuust a little more revealingly than average. She even has red eyes and fangs, whether through the power of the amulet or colored contacts and fake teeth.

Rowan: <Do you think this is a little too on the nose?>

"I mean, the only person it concerns here is me."

Rowan: <Well, you and...>

"She's not here right now, it's Fine."

Edited by Daydre on Oct 31st 2021 at 10:07:21 AM

???

-The green swirling fades to reveal the two in the midst of a bunch of knights-

-They seem to be gathered around something-

Hammerlocke Horror Halloween

-Coil and Iris happen to have rounded the corner to see Queen(?). Spamton(?), Silas, and Roxy.-

Coil: ...Are we interrupting something?

Iris: The invitation didn't say it was this kind of Halloween party but I'll take it.

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Edited by Umbramatic on Oct 31st 2021 at 9:23:48 AM

Hammerlocke, The Slice Is Right

Apple-A-Day: Um, it's just...look, it's not a body image thing or anything. I think I'm very cute. But I can't go compromising my secret identity. And, I mean, you wouldn't be interested if I weren't wearing the mask. I'm pretty confident in that.

Hammerlocke Streets

-someone dives from above-

Apple-A-Day: Yield, vi— oh, hey Lissa— oh that is a Genesect—

-their dramatic dive becomes an awkward stumble as they back up, recalling Syrnewt-

Apple-A-Day: Adal! Flamethrower!

-and send out a Turtonator in his place-

Adal: <Bit of a drag, if you ask me.>

Apple-A-Day: Get about it!

Adal: -sigh- <Sure. Whatever. But you're the hero here.>

-she exhales a stream of flame at Apex's face-

Wyndon Stadium Stands

Ever: ...Someone should tell them their mics are on.

PEFE!Every: ...

Ever: Not me. Just someone.

-they are taking notes-

-they idly pet Maul some more-

Stormchaser

Brie: Right. Yep. Those things are all true.

So, next step I guess, what's your plan here? 'Cause this isn't a good one.

J-textspace

Edited by memyselfandI2 on Oct 31st 2021 at 7:25:45 AM

Wyndon Stadium, October 27th

-To Ever-

Yeah...

-Megan may hear a voice in her mind going-

Might want to save the figuring out for later without hot mikes on.

Wedgehurst, past

-The Stormchaser door opens as a dark-haired woman with medium-brown skin wearing a "Too Cool For School" shirt peers out, her purple eyes scanning Justice briefly-

Chiyo: -Taking a sip from her cup of [PEPSI ANALOGUE]- I assume you must be new, since you knocked and all.

I feel like we're being watched, but I don't think this guy is likely too dangerous, or the Stormchaser probably wouldn't have opened...

Hammerlocke, The Slice is Right - Oct 27

-Lissa smirks at Apple-A-Day.-

Lissa: Really? You wanna bet? 'Cause we can grab a hotel room or a cabin back on that weird fucked-up airship or something to test that hypothesis.

Hammerlocke, Streets

-Cait is a full-blooded brawler. She spent every moment of her youth fighting in the depths of PEFE HQ, scrapping with other members of her colony, or the Scythermen, or anything she could find who was up for trading blows. She's walked away from more than one battle that nobody should've ever walked away from, and has the scars to prove it.-

-It's probably on account of this that she's not immediately knocked out by Apex slamming her into the ground.-

Cait: <Ack, ye bastard... you should learn to pick on someone your own size!>

-Instead, she squirms to break free, slashing at the Achilles on Apex's other ankle.-

-Lissa watches all of this happen, startled by her Pokemon's fighting spirit and seized by the urge to dash in to try and protect her.-

-This urge is immediately smothered by another: survival trumps dignity.-

-So she screams, as loud as she can, even as she's fumbling with her phone to send a message to whoever is available to receive it.-

-It's at this point that she sees Apple-A-Day swoop down, and she nearly drops her phone as her scream changes to a cry of support.-

Lissa: Holy shit, I nearly became a damsel in distress but literally the moment I open my mouth the superhero I was hitting on comes to help me out! Hell yeah!

Hammerlocke, Banquet Hall - Halloween Party

-Logan's tap does indeed end up on Mettaton(?)'s nose! Even under a ton of makeup, it's obvious that the individual in the Mettaton cosplay was a) definitely not expecting either of their targets to flirt back or b) that either of them would be so attractive. Such disruption immediately becomes evident.-

Mettaton(?): I, uh... fuck, I wasn't expecting to have to commit to the bit.

-He pauses, then attempts to distract from his awkwardness with a dramatic pose.-

Mettaton(?): I am the Underground's most famous and fabulous entertainer! Surely even those of you dwelling upon that dry, dreary surface must know of me by now?

-Queen(?)'s visor lights up with a :D at Roxy's remark and Silas's expression.-

Queen(?): I'm Glad You Think So Even Though I Continue To Have No Clue Whom This Person You're Making Reference To Is

-She swirls her glass, and the visor changes to a more neutral smile.-

Queen(?): Perhaps We Should Sit Down So We Can- wait, what's this?

-She is referring to Coil's interjection, which is in turn met by Spamton(?).-

Spamton(?): NOT AT ALL! BUT MAY I OFFER YOU MY OWN [Company And Companionship]? YOU WON'T REGRET IT!

Wyndon Stadium Stands - Past

-Maul purrs. By which I mean he's literally just repeating the word purr in Ever's mind.-

Maul: ~Purr.~

Edited by Herbert40k on Oct 31st 2021 at 3:13:09 PM

Hammerlocke Banquet Hall – Halloween Party

Zeal: What is happening right now and why am I not currently doing anything this interesting?

Circhester Stadium, VS Melony and Gordie

-Mirai stands en pointe, straightens her arms, pointing out, then begins to spin, slowly at first, but gaining speed with each rotation, changing feet with each spin, maintaining her focus on Hanuman. Hanuman's Flame Wheel begins to circle Mirai as she spins, gaining momentum with each revolution. This keeps up until Hanuman, encased in flames, appears as nothing more than a fiery ring surrounding the psychic ballerina that is Mirai.-

Gordie: Tyranitar! Get ready to use Crunch!

Melony: Darmanitan, prepare yourself for Icicle Crash!

-Gordie's Tyranitar bears its fangs whereas Melony's Darmanitan glows with a rippling blue aura of subzero energy, waiting to make their move.-

Spikemuth Gym

Piku-chan: <This is it...>

Me: Grohl Mega-evolved!

Evelyn: This battle's going to get hairy, that much I know for certain.

-Beat-

-Ian and Evelyn start laughing as they realize that she just made a pun.-

Lee House

Me: Well... I think it's worth a shot.

Evelyn: I'll give it a go, too. After all, your power alone might not be enough to charge the portal.

Me: Thank you, Evelyn. And hey, even if it doesn't work, I can say that I tried.

Parfum Crater Path

Evelyn and I: Way to go!

Me: That Paper Ma-chump didn't know what hit 'im!

Evelyn: Let's head back to the... um... palace?

Me: Yeah... it's apparently an ex-Palace...

-Piku-chan and Hatty return to Ian and Evelyn as they follow the group to the crater where Parfum Palace once was.-

Halloween Night, Ballonlea

-It's a beautiful night in Ballonlea as two kids walk through the mushroom-lit streets. One is a boy dressed as a witch (and it feels like there's still some power in this costume), the other is a girl dressed as a mummy. The two of them laugh back and forth as they are on the search for one particular thing: candy. It is Halloween after all.-

Majo Ian: So far, that was fifteen houses we trick-or-treated at.

Evelynhotep: I gotta say, this is a lot of fun! I mean, I know we've done some crazy things on holidays like this, but... sometimes it's nice to just appreciate the simple things in life and go trick-or-treating.

Majo Ian: I wholeheartedly agree with you. Hey, look! Number 16, dead ahead!

Evelynhotep: Great! Let's go!

-Ian and Evelyn head over to the 16th house and knock on the door. Who would open the door but Agnes, Evelyn's mother, dressed up as a witch.-

Evelyn and I: Trick or treat!

Agnes: Aww... what cute costumes you two are wearing. Especially yours, Evelyn.

Evelyn: Oh! Haha! Thanks! I completely forgot this was my house.

Agnes: It's okay, dear. As long as you're having fun. Come in.

-Ian and Evelyn take up Agnes' offer and stay for a while. Evelyn has so many stories she wants to tell her mother about the adventures she had with her friends.-

[Venice], July 7th

Suiko: Yeah. ^_^

-with Vee's help, she guides them into the depths-

-in search of...a surprise tool, that will help them later-

 Chateau d'Avarice - The Library 

Ramona: -smug, preoccupied- I know I am.

-she tilts her head—she hasn't blinked once since projecting human form- Your smile's not half bad. You, Paula, Rose…

-she inclines her head, lost in thought(s)-

Ramona: Psh, Iron's old hat. The J-Team will be soon, and...Cipher leaves us be if we leave them. I've got intel that won't cost me this.

But speaking of which.

The Greased G'runerigus

-Rose shakes her head, and Ramona is shaken with it-

-this could be her idea of a joke-

-but she smiles, stares at the napkin, takes it in her hand-

-very visibly memorizes the number, pulls out a lighter, and sets the napkin on fire-

Ramona: Safety first.

-she holds it to the side between thumb and forefinger as it burns-

(-some patrons look deeply concerned, then not concerned at all-)

Ramona: ...let me know if you don't like the way the organization's going, yeah? It's pretty adjustable at this stage.

-the napkin is pretty well consumed at this point—Ramona drops it in an ashtray and that is that-

Ramona: ...so I hear someone's got a gaggle of lost kids. Gotta be rough keeping the lights on, yeah?

-still shining that mug-

 The Library 

-she sets her recently-generated cocoon on a 💀-book, a second wave of energy leaping from physical hand to hand to settle in them both-

Cocoon: -crack-

[

-a Mothim-

-tiny, eyeless, mottled luminous purple and deep pitch black—fluttering with a terrible sense of weight to it-

-it tries to settle on one of Runaway's shackles, to sink in with a flash-

-the glow from Ramona's eyes leaks beyond the corners like a mask-

Ramona: -still working, assiduous- [[purple:Code Runner. I am Molybdenum—

I will grant you the power to watch edits in real time if you edit this for me—take these pages and squirrel them away where no one will find them. Place them on the edges of perception, and decrypt the link only in the event of my death.]]

-pure-ultraviolet papers weave themselves from the shed silk of the Mothim, taking shape in Ramona's hand-

 The Dining Room 

Molly: A Palace, huh? That make you a princess?

-she wiggles her eyebrows—or moves them up and down, her external-internal monologue repeating eyebrow wiggles over and over-

Molly: Or, nah—the leader of a glorious revolution!

-she giggles, kicking her legs-

Molly: -laughing- Regicide is hot.

-seeing Paula, she leans forward too, nearly bumping heads-

Molly: -out loud, murmur- ...man, I haven't made out with anyone in ages.

-she's staring at Paula's lips-

Molly: Some people do. Fraternization's discouraged, so uh. Never really tried. Wonder what it's like…

(-staring-)

Hammerlocke, Banquet Hall - Halloween Party

Mew Mew!Logan: -nyahahas, a hand to their mouth- Ohohoho…! All the world's a stage, Metta dear~! Even the singing birds and blooming bees must have heard the sound of your voice from that damp, dingy hole you wait this is weird given who we're dressed as. uh

-the Delcatty ears on their head, strangely, perk up-

Mew Mew!Logan: ...in light of that, I'm going to go change. Be…right back, beautiful.

-they curtsey (on skates), eyes glittering mischievously- (-they wink to Zeal, inclining head like "J-Teamer alert"-)

Mew Mew!Logan: -glittering harder, answering Zeal- Flirting. Interest is a matter of attention, right…?

Human!Addie: -on a rooftop, looking down at Apex and Lissa and all- Logan where are you.

Over The Phone!Logan: Socializing.

Human!Addie: -dry- Flirting.

Over The Phone!Logan: What's the situation?

Human!Addie: Big, angry Pokemon. Apple's here, take your time.

Over The Phone!Logan: Do not tempt me. (On my way.)

-Addie injures herself with a three-point landing, somewhere behind Apex-

Human!Addie: ow fuck And I am…Ferromagneticalloyman.

-she draws a Styler and circles Cait and Adal, offering a layer of shielding to make up maybe for being very, very threatened by an exceedingly dangerous bug-

Slumbering Weald

Hiro: -bland- Generally, people don't like it when you're too familiar with them right away.

Curry: <Some Pokemon greet each other that way! Not me.>

-and...house-

Hiro: ...typically, you don't wander into strangers' houses. Even less when they appear on an infamously haunted night.

-despite himself, he does seem curious-

Wyndon Stadium, Abilene vs. Megan

-Megan gets the mental ping and flinches—Tagg gets the distinct impression of going for a trident that isn't there-

Vee: -hiss- [-<Calm down, calm down it's Tagg, breathe—>

-she's crushed her microphone in her hand, a split second of feedback screeching through the stadium speakers-

Vee: <'s not purple. Doesn't smell purple, not antiseptic, not that medicine tha's supposed to be Grepa but really ain't—>

Megan: ...

Megan: ...she definitely heard—

Vee: <<Stop.> Back up, we're in the middle of something.>

Megan: -...inhale-

Vee: <Take care of this first. Think of this first, and everything else can wait.>

Megan: -...exhale-

Vee: <...>

Megan: Khoái trá.

Abilene: -still red- Well! Wh...whatever that was aside, you have two Pokémon and I have five. Call your vampire so we can finish this.

Megan: -beam, steadying- Aw, Abilene, that's illeagueal! You wouldn't want me to break the rules, would you?

Abilene: ...sure.

-and she drops Pippy directly in front of herself, with the absolute minimum of fanfare-

Pippy: -profoundly anxious- <...that was interesting!> ^v^

Abilene: -redder- We will never speak of this again.

Pippy: -Megan pinning something to his chest- <Haha, sure!>

Vee: <...so how're ya really feelin', Meg?>

Megan: -looks at her with the most profound "I have no frigging idea" face-

(-empathic sniff test indicates she kinda does but it's so much that it kinda overflowed into being kinda sorta okay-)

Vee: -nosing up against her- <What're we doing?>

Megan: -...quiet- Help me.

-she's pulling on her Dynamax Band and Z-Ring—in the "wrong" positions, her left and right respectively-

-Vee watches her go, considering-

Vee: -snort- <...well, you don't gotta say it like that.>

Megan: -blink- ...like what?

Vee: -smelling her- <...eh, nothin'.>

Megan: -smiles, tiny- Amalgam.

-Vee grins-

-and starts to <<sing>>, quiet under her breath-

-Megan visibly relaxes-

Pippy: -registering the mech- <Wait. Wait what is that>

-Botanica raises the hilt, sun gathering in a razor edge-

-Pippy boggles, stupefied—-

-Megan taps a hand over her heart, twice-

Megan / Vee: Cut our losses, P.

-the song reaches him-

-Pippy turns a claw inward over his heart, tapping twice-

-the sword descends—a clench, a tug—Megan swipes left, Pippy mirroring her motion, tearing free:-

-Pippy turns a sword the size of a building aside with an iridescent feather of pure life force-

Botanica: !!!

-and spent, Botanica's mech form begins to power down-

Abilene: -intent- ...well, you've managed to stave off immediate doom.

Pippy / (?): <Heh! You've always been a heavy hitter, Abilene. Even without Dynamax—>

Megan / Vee: -murmur, audible- —just one clean blow should be enough to finish us.

Abilene: -snort, doubt.jpg-

-Megan crosses her wrists-

-the Z-Crystal pinned to Pippy blossoms from seed crystal to flower, aglow-

-all three of them are smiling-

-Abilene takes a step back—processes Botanica still collapsing from transformation, inner workings exposed-

-she recalls her to her vulnerability-free Lure Ball, flinging a full-vitality Sorbus onto the Grassy Terrain-

Megan / Vee: -power flowing- Staunch the bleeding.

-Vee coils around Megan's right arm to maintain balance through the movements...and sinks hidden teeth into the Sparkling Stone-

-water blooms from the crystal flower in waves-

Sorbus: -braces herself, roots burrowing deep into the earth- <Come on, then!>

-...and settles, a short distance from Pippy-

Abilene: ...hah?

-...-

Megan: -that's it- ^_^

-light still streams from the crystal on her wrist, setting Pippy's power alight-

-the Ring takes shape behind his head, haloing it vaguely-

Sorbus: -hums- <...dramatic. But a waste of a terrible burst of power! Whatever game you play, I thank you for making this ea—>

-Pippy opens his eyes-

-Vee only has one to give—his right is coated with fluid, her light-on-dark gaze staring out from his sclera-

Sorbus: <—sier.>

-Pippy's stance is uncharacteristically unshakable-

Megan / Pippy / Vee: -resonant, smiling identically- Let's see how far we can go.>

Edited by Asterisk395 on Nov 2nd 2021 at 11:36:26 AM

Hammerlocke Banquet Hall – Halloween Party

-Zeal blinks.-

Zeal: Um... bye... then?

-He kind of half-waves as they leave.-

Wedgehurst

Justice: "Hi! I'm here to join the J-Team! I have a resume and everything!"

Forest Of Focus

-The orbs don't phase Mog much-

Odin: "Use- ow - a Pokemon- oog"

Hmmer-locke Horror Halloween

Iris: "Ooh, sure!"

Coil: "You er. Do seem like. An intresting individual."

Edited by Umbramatic on Nov 1st 2021 at 11:37:42 AM

Silas broke character and let out a laugh, a soft smile on his face as he shook his head, "Gotta keep up with your acting chops."

"Astounding Actress the Amazing Alice," Roxy alliterated with a smug grin.

Suddenly Coil and Iris, the two looked over, "Oh yeah. Hey you two," Roxy commented.

Silas resumed character and just gave a curt nod, "Been awhile, Galar been no trouble?"

Wedgehurst, past

Chiyo: -To Justice- We don't really... do resumes? Do you have a name by any chance?

They're pretty enthusiastic... maybe a little too enthusiastic, but these guys have loads of fans so... Probably not School associated, but one of them couldn't get in here anyway.

Castle Cassander

Oganesson: Oh, you're most welcome to watch and learn along with me, Krypton. It'd be a pleasant diversion to teach an apprentice chef. In a few weeks time, once Dr. Cassander test your abilities in the field, we can start with your first practical lesson. Picking the right ingredients. Until then, my bookshelf is yours to peruse at your leisure.

Voice: Hey, Oggy made a new friend.

Oganesson: Oh, where are my manners.

A porygon appears. The same pleasant, friendly-sounding porygon from the biometric.

Oganesson: Likewise, my main companion, Charles. You may have an illusion of him in the front door. If you're wondering, yes, I know what transpired; I orchestrated it.

Charles: Igor fell for it.

Oganesson: I do beg your pardon for that initial deception. You were, in fact, immersed in an illusion at the time. Couldn't risk you pointing out the inconsistencies in his actions. Rest assured, you will be spared from any other future attempts at messing with the Ditto.

Charles: He's not gonna be happy, though, once he finds out that I'm not even there.

Oganesson: How long do you think we can keep up the ruse?

Charles: Should I hide when he comes in again?

Oganesson: Do so.

Oganesson turns to Krypton again.

Oganesson: You'll meet the rest of the team soon. Make yourself at home.

Forest of Focus

Aurelia: Okay. Hikari! Come on out!

-Aurelia throws a Poké Ball into the air and from a flash of light jumps a Kirlia with silver hair, blue eyes and a teardrop necklace. Hikari then disappears into a flash of light and proceeds to drop a repeated pattern of four lightning bolts around Odin and Mog. Where will she appear?-

Wedgehurst

Xaster: I can't really hear what they're saying... we should get closer.

He crawls out from behind the bush and rolls across the ground until he is underneath the ramp that goes up to the Stormchaser. This action is extremely conspicuous to anyone possessing eyes, and the only reason that he thinks he is being stealthy is that he's thinking of the Mission Impossible theme.

Xaster: I can listen from here.

A plane

The plane lifts off the ground and into the sky with a roar of its engines. Hoops sits in one of the seats near the back, and accepts a drink from one of the air hostesses.

Kec: <So why not tell them that you're okay?>

Hoops: I don't know... I guess on some level I don't feel a hundred percent left. And...

They look at their arm.

Hoops: ... I need to work this thing out. So we're going somewhere for personal growth.

Kec leafs through the brochure they got from the travel agent.

Kec: <Well, the weather should be nice. And this part here... apparently it helps bring trainers and their pokemon closer together.>

Hoops: That's the idea, Kec. That's the idea.

The air hostess brings the drink, and Hoops gets some food for Kec out of their bag. This will be quite a long flight, so Kec looks through the options on the screen in front.

Kec: <Ooh, they have Watchog Day. I haven't seen this in years.>

He plugs in his headphones and begins to watch the movie, while Hoops stares at the blackness of their screen, thinking.

Hammerlocke — BUGMEAT

-Apex gets its ankle (or equivalent joint?? it's a bug) slashed, and a blast of flame launched in its face.-

XD: APEX: (Scarlette recording) "keep destroying things! keep destroying things! keep— Focus.

-Eyes glowing a bit less brightly, they eye the Styler circling around Cait and Adal-

XD: APEX: (tinny PSA recording) "Pokémon Ranger—"

-A mechanical whirr-click emanates from their cannon, and light on the back changes color, from red to blue.-

-And they back up, keeping their focus trained on the Styler top.-

XD: APEX: NOW'S YOUR CHANCE TO BE A [BIG SHOT]!

The Greased G'runerigus

-Rose stares at the flames as they engulf the napkin.-

Rose: ...Immmean. I can't really... tell whahappenn' in there. Just feel fuzzy in that "someone in yer head" way. Figure I'll either feel better or worse in the mornin'.

-She watches the napkin embers burn out.-

Rose: ...Right, the, uh. Skull kids. Issalot. But rent's real cheap, so. Jus' a bit of—

-She freezes, and her face scrunches up with a headache.-

Chateau d'Avarice — The Library

-The Mothim does not absorb itself in Runaway's shackles, because she grabs it out of the air in a death grip. The door to the library slams closed with Ramona in it, shut like a steel trap. Ramona's eyes, glowing with Psychic power, feel roughly like someone's put the suction end of a vacuum over her eye sockets.-

Runaway: (softly, but sternly) Molybdenum. Don't. First rule was that I'm in charge.

-...and then the tension in the air relaxes, the door unlocks, and Rose lets Ramona and the Mothim survive without being truly injured.-

Runaway: Anyway, sure. I can file those away, as long as you give me a good, truthful explanation of what they are.

The Greased G'runerigus

-and like that, the headache subsides.-

Rose: Ow. Fuck. Careful.

Chateau d'Avarice — Dining Room

-The moment is briefly interrupted by the power flickering, but returning without further issue.-

Paula: ...Wow. Talk about playing with fire, hot stuff.

-She grins, and is immediately back in the moment.-

Paula: I'm no princess. I'm an outlaw. I take what I want, and I do what I want. And I'll gladly be your bad influence.

-And she tugs Molly by the shirt and closes the gap, grabbing the whiskey-teapot and throwing it at the Unown eye currently allowing us, the audience, to observe this scene.-

Edited by BittersweetNSour on Nov 1st 2021 at 6:19:37 AM

Wyndon Stadium

Daydre is back to sitting on the edge of her seat.

Things are stacked pretty high against her... can she make it back from this? She's done some pretty amazing things in the past...

A Meeting Place Near Morata's Mansion

Aislinn and Daydre are here, standing the amount apart people who know each other but don't like, know what to do with each other do.

Aislinn is wearing clothes that look significantly easier to move around in than usual, though she retains the cape and pastel pink and purple color scheme.

???

Daydre tries to slip through the crowd, hoping no one points out how out of place she looks.

Near Morata's Mansion

-Looking between Daydre and Aislinn-

The feeling from their Auras is... awkwardness.

Chiyo: -Slightly pensive- Almost feels like back in August, except this shouldn't be more dangerous than that train was.

Forest Of Focus

=Mog is startled by the lighting bolts and backs off, panting, asllowing Odin to go Sandygast and slink a fair distance away-

Odin: <There we go. Now Mog, come bqack to the J-pTeam.>

Mog: <No. >

Odin: -sigh-

-Mog's team starts filtering out of the bushes-

Stormchaser

'''Oh, my name's Justice!

-notices Xaster-

And that's my contest buddy Xaster! Hi Xaster!

???

-There is Caleryx, knighting a older version of the child from earlier. The former child is wearing Regi insignias on their chest-

Caleryx: ~I prounounce you as, in addition to an Aura Guardian, a royal knight of Galar.~

-The green swirls start appearing again-

-But also a strange humming noise starts-

Regidraco: <...Oh no. Something's not right.>

Near Morata's Mansion

-A Sandygast is here, trying to look inconspicuous-

Wedgehurst, past

Chiyo: -Smiling, having noticed Xaster's approach this whole time- Nice to meet you Justice, I'm Chiyo.

Wyndon Stadium

Ever: Okay, finally. Here we go.

Hammerlocke, Slice is Right, 27th

Apple-A-Day: That's not what I mean. I mean, if you'd met me outside of the mask, you wouldn't be interested. I don't have anything particularly going for me outside of this. I don't really have any friends or anything without the mask.

But it's fine! I'm doing this and it's important and I have friends that way. It's cool.

-they eat some more pizza-

Hammerlocke, Bugmeat

Apple-A-Day: Uh, why are they talking?

Adal: <We can talk. You should listen more.>

Apple-A-Day: What is it—

-Shadow Cannon-

Um.

-they point, indicating another Flamethrower. As Adal does this, they wave sheepishly to Lissa-

Apple-A-Day: Yes, um, I'm looking at this as a situation where the virtues of a hasty retreat can't be overstated. We should go.

Near Morata's Mansion

-the shadows swell, and Avery steps out of them-

-she was, in fairness, there before, but invisible-

Avery: Uh, hi. Nice to meet you all.

Wedgehurst

Xaster: internally How did they spot us?

He climbs out from under the ramp and stands up straight.

Xaster: Hi, I'm Xaster and this is ToTo, we do contests. I have no idea what the J-Team is, but my curiosity has won out and here I am.

Hammerlocke, The Slice is Right - October 27

-Lissa frowns.-

Lissa: ...Personally, I'm not sure I agree. Sounds to me that it's something you've said to yourself enough times to convince you. Sure, it's the costume that draws the eye, but you'd still be an absolute dork without it, and that's why I'm sticking around.

-She shrugs, finishing off the last of her pizza.-

Lissa: But yeah, enough of the armchair psychologist bit. That stuff's a little too intense for a first date anyway. Which I probably should've realised earlier, but eh, fuck it. I've already messed things up.

Hammerlocke, Banquet Hall - Halloween Party

-Mettaton(?) blinks at Logan, seemingly taking a moment to process their words.-

Mettaton(?): ...Oh, right, I, uh... I hadn't even thought about that. Uh. Yeah. You should probably go... do that.

-He shakes his head as they leave before looking over at Zeal.-

Mettaton(?): Uh, yeah, um- it's me, Lucius. Y'know, Jacob's friend back in the day? I dunno if you remember me 'cause I don't think we ever really talked, but I recognised you. That's why I came over. Sorry if I made things awkward.

...Would you mind giving your friend my number when they get back? They seemed cute.

-Queen(?) looks back at Silas and Roxy, placing her hand to her mouth and letting out a chuckle (that somehow sounds a little less modulated than her voice) whilst her visor flashes to display a ;).-

Queen(?): I'm A Computer, I Know Acting Just Like Almost Everything Else (Again Except For Who This Alice Is LMAO)

-Meanwhile, Spamton(?) keeps his focus on Coil and Iris.-

Spamton(?): WHY THANK YOU!! I REPRESENT A LITTLE COMPANY BASED OUT OF [Orre], MAYBE YOU'VE HEARD OF US?

Hammerlocke, Streets - October 31

-Cait snarls up at the hulking bug over her.-

Cait: <Better not forget about me, eh big guy?>

-Taking advantage of the distraction provided by other mons entering the fray, she starts clambering up XD: APEX's leg, trying to tear out chunks of armour as she goes.-

-Meanwhile, Lissa grins up at Apple-A-Day.-

Lissa: Can't get enough of me, can you?

-She looks over at where Addie is creating her Styler shield around XD: APEX.-

Lissa: Usually, I'd be tripping over myself to agree with you, but... this thing knows my name, and the names of my associates. Plus it's, y'know, rampaging around a city. So I might be better off playing distraction more than anything.

-With that said, she ducks low into a run, attempting to dart past XD:APEX's eyeline.-

Lissa: Hey! I'm the one you want, right, bug-brain?

Edited by Herbert40k on Nov 2nd 2021 at 5:49:32 PM

Hammerlocke Banquet Hall – Halloween Party

Zeal: Nah, recognized you right away. But I guess we did only talk on rare occasions way back when.

And, um... I'm not sure I can call them my friend? We only just met a little over a week ago.