chaos catby with a flannel shirt addiction
Jubilife outskirts
Florence: Nice to meet you. You'd better take good care of that Solosis, or there's gonna be trouble!
Loki: <We can't exactly do anything though.>
Florence: <Let me make my joke threats dangit!>
I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.
A very angy egg
Jubilife Outskirts Pet Store
"Heh, I'll try, but I make no promises."- That got a chuckle out of Mike, and with that, Lux leaves the pet store, content with his new Solosis. Mike, though, even though he noticed that Florence seems to be able to talk with Pokemon and thought of what that might imply, decided to keep quiet about it for now, unsure of how to handle this. But, at least he got to be smug and prideful over a new 'Mon. - Why's this eggo angy all the time? | Current video game focus: Minecraft
Jubilife Outskirts - Store
Cashier: You don't see that everyday.
Dealer: Certainly. My son's minoring in what they call "Elementary Pokémonese" in Uni. Though I'd never I'd see any of those students actually speak Monese. I gotta ask him about that.
Cashier: Didn't they try introducing the Pokémon translator in the Tech expo from last year? The ones that have Pokémon speak human.
Dealer: There were apparently two of them. They never got a solid demo out for one of them, and the other one sorta works but is still too expensive to make. You planning on taking that when you go back to college?
Cashier: Hey, who wouldn't want to respond to piplups in their own language?
The Wanderer
Hearthome City, today
-Standing in front of the Gym-
Hmm, I think I'll just do the loop, gives me something to do for when I have to come back here again to get to Snowpoint on foot.
Nudi: <Are you sure we should've left Chiyo behind?>
-To Nudi-
She's a bit preoccupied with other things right now, plus she said she'd catch up.
Route 208
-Near the Lost Tower on Ginnyback-
This is a lot quicker than walking I'll admit.
Tyl: -Flying above- <I can see Solaceon from here, probably.>
Hitodama: -Staring at the tower- <It's kinda weird how Kalos, Alola, and Galar don't have places like this.>
I suppose we can chalk that one up to cultural differences.
Hitodama: <...Something feels off.>
I'd agree.
Pugh: -Perks up- <Is it something I can wrestle?>
Edited by rmctagg09 on May 23rd 2022 at 5:09:02 AM
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Meet The New Boss
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He... Created me. And while he was at Pokefutures he created Coil and Iris.
Also if you want to avoid this new super-Schoolperson look out for weird purple feathers.
Outside Jublife Contest Hall
Justice: Right... I still think I need to find another path though.
Defiant Wing
Oran Berry Porygon Person: "Ah, yes, big bad news guy who's big at some major corporation..."
-Nervous laughter, then shakes his head-
"Where are my MANNERS? I'm the Oran Obliterator."
Earth Vellumental Temple
-The Groudon roars as its tail and arms retract-
Jackie: <That's good! We should keep doing that!>
Edited by Umbramatic on May 23rd 2022 at 4:28:53 AM
Contact Me!
Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
Wyndon Stadium, VS Hoops
-Piku-chan gets thrown backwards by the Shadow Claw attack.-
Me: Wow! That's so... Twincool!
Evelyn: Holy Hecate! That's incredible!
Me: Well, two can play that game... Piku-chan! Use Thunder!
-Ian then points into the air. Piku-chan nods and summons up a mighty aura of electricity. He fires a massive blast of lightning into the air. The lightning mixes into the clouds, ionizing them. The electricity collected by the clouds gathers in a single point, precisely over Piku-chan's head, before crashing down on top of the electric mouse in a mighty bolt.-
Jubilife Contest, Fae VS Eli
Fae: I can sense your fear, Eli...
Eli: H-Huh?!
Fae: You don't quite understand what I am capable of and how... And it frightens you, doesn't it?
Eli: N-Not true! You're just trying to get into my head!
Fae: Oh, but I'm already in your head... And I know what you're thinking... Look up.
-Eli looks up to see Fae's Hypno and Mismagius floating over his Pokémon.-
Eli: WHAT?!
Fae: And your Vileplume will become confused right... now.
-As soon as Eli's Vileplume sets foot back on the battlefield, the fatigue confuses it.-
Eli: OH NO!
Fae: Now... Dual Psywave!
-Fae's Hypno and Mismagius both fire a purple wave of psychic energy down on Vileplume and Audino in a double-helix formation, striking true on Eli's Pokémon.-
Marian: And Fae's Pokémon's synergy is as strong as ever! How will Eli respond?
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Eli: H-Hang in there, Vileplume! Audino! Use Helping Hand!
-While Vileplume staggers around dizzily, Audino glows with a pink aura and holds the Flower Pokémon in place so it doesn't fall flat on its face.-
Eli: Heh... Guess that's not the response you'd expect...
Fae: Hahaha... I'm honestly glad I get to battle you, Eli.
Eli: Yeah... and sorry about my fear...
Fae: It's okay... I get that you don't understand me... Just know that there's always a hint of magic in everything I do...
Eli: I'll make a note of that.
Fae: Good. Now let's have fun with this match. There are still two minutes and forty-two seconds on the clock. And I believe it is still your move.
Eli: Vileplume! Snap out of it and use Petal Blizzard! Audino, use Hidden Power!
Fae: Mismagius, use Magical Leaf! Hypno, use Psychic!
-Fae's Hypno surrounds himself in an orange glow of psychic energy, lifting every Pokémon on the battlefield into the air, as Mismagius surrounds themselves with glowing magical leaves and Vileplume surrounds itself with a blizzard of flower petals and Audino twirls around, glowing with magical energy and summons ribbons made of Hidden Power which they twirl in a magical, floaty rhythmic gymnastics routine.-
-The psychic energy lifts Eli into the air, while Fae hovers in mid-air under her own power.-
Eli: Wh-WHOA!
Fae: Surprised? Don't be... I did say there's always a hint of magic in everything I do.
Eli: I-I know! It's just... I'm not used to having my feet not on the ground!
Marian: OH MY! ALL OF A SUDDEN, ELI AND FAE ARE HOVERING IN THE AIR!!
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Outside Jubilife Stadium
Evelyn: I'm sure you'll find the path that's right for you.
Oreburgh Stadium, VS Roark
Roark: ONIX, USE BIND!
Me: Hanuman, use Flame Wheel!
-Roark's Onix attempts to wrap himself around Hanuman's flame-wreathed body, only for the fire monkey to wriggle free and damage the Rock Snake Pokémon in the process.-
Roark: Onix, hang in there!
Me: Now, Hanuman! Use Flamethrower!
-Hanuman then spits out a blast of fire that wreathes the Onix in flames, burning them.-
Roark: ONIX!
-Roark's Onix collapses, knocked out by the damage caused by Hanuman's burn.-
Referee: Onix is unable to battle! Hanuman wins!
-Roark calls Onix back to his Poké Ball.-
Roark: You've done well, Onix.
-Ian calls Hanuman back to his Poké Ball.-
Me: So have you, Hanuman.
Roark: You're rather quick to adapt.
Me: Thanks.
Roark: Well, show me how you adapt against AERODACTYL!
-Roark throws a Poké Ball and from it comes Aerodactyl.-
Me: Ritchie, I choose you!
-Ian throws a Poké Ball and from it comes Ritchie.-
Temple of the Earth Vellumental
Evelyn: Hatty, use Brutal Swing on the left leg!
Me: Piku-chan, use Mega Punch on the right leg!
-Hatty surrounds her braids in a dark aura of violence and swings them at the Earth Vellumental's left leg, while Piku-chan pulls back his fist and throws a mighty punch at the right leg of the divine beast.-
J-Textspace
Stormchaser, Ian and Evelyn's Room
Evelyn: Ian... I don't understand what you're doing this for. I mean, what does Miraculous Ledyba have to do with the supervillain attack from a while ago?
Me: Honestly, I have no idea. But I hope we can find our answer just by watching a few episodes...
-Evelyn sighs, smiling in her confusion.-
Evelyn: Okay, I trust you.
Me: Besides, I think we might enjoy it.
-Ian and Evelyn laugh back and forth as they sit on their beds and Ian puts on Miraculous Ledyba.-
Edited by AnimeboyIanpower on May 23rd 2022 at 8:12:54 AM
♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...
Dunsparce Cloud
Route 208
-an SEP field fades-
Adelinde: (sitting dead center of the route, holding Lotophage) Mr. Tagg! Do you have a minute? We really ought to talk.
Sinnoh Safe House
Neodymium: ~Rrrrr....~
~Rrr.....~
Pen: -fails to levitate-
Neodymium: ~Dangit.~
Didit: ~I think there was progress there.~
Neodymium: ~But is it enough progress?~
Didit: ~Your skills don't lie in the realm of telekinesis for the most part.~
-PEFE!Every observes this silent discussion curiously, Cytosol in her lap-
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
Anyways Here's Darude Sandstorm
November 2, 2020. ???
For the second time in a few days, Des woke up from being knocked out. The world around him was a slurry of greys and dark purples with harsh artificial lights hanging overhead. He tried to move but found it difficult. He was cuffed to a hospital bed. Voices came from elsewhere in the room along with the whir of high-end electronic equipment.
"Aw. I see someone is finally waking up." A shadow was cast down upon Des as the owner of the voice approached his bed. He recognized the voice immediately. It was the voice he used every day.
"I'm not sure what you did to my Captain's dear Arcanine. We are currently psychoanalyzing it, but we cannot find any traces of psychic influence." The Justicar rambled as he removed Des's blanket and casually uncuffed him. Des tried to sit up, but a massive throbbing pain went through his head, forcing him to lay back down.
"I feel confident not restraining you now. You won't be able to do anything drastic for quite some time. We had you thoroughly drugged and examined. Whatever you did bought you a few more days before I could move on with my plan. We found exactly what I had initially predicted; underdeveloped auric potential. You are not a potent enough auric to have done what you did to Reedus' Arcanine. No latent psychic activity in the brain either." As Des listened to the lecture, his migraine slowly ebbed to a dull pain. His eyes finally adjusted to his new setting. He was in the Max Lair, but not the main chamber after the entrance. He was in another spacious cavern somewhere deeper down. Turning his head he eyed all the equipment the Justicar brought with him. Several scientists were huddled around it all, fervently taking notes and making calculations.
"Jovi…Pria…" he croaked through dry lips. In response the Justicar produced their Pokeballs, but did not hand them over.
"Safe with me."
"Bit of a contradiction if you ask me." Des sneered, though his incapacitated state left his remark with some much needed bite. The Justicar let out a chuckle.
"Keep making your jokes. They are all you have at this point. No one is coming for you. If you had not messed up that Arcanine I would have stayed on schedule. The fact I thought it was odd enough to warrant investigation proves my confidence. I was willing to delay my operation for a few days just to uncover what it was. Sadly I could not find much. The good Captain, by the way, would like an apology." The Justicar indicated towards the back of the cavern. Des struggled to crane over his shoulder and saw Captain Reedus leaning against the wall of the entrance. He was staring daggers back at Des.
"Tell him to apologize first for nearly crushing my ribs."
"No." came the Captain's venomous reply.
"Oh come off, my good Captain." The Justicar interjected. "It was probably an accident. He might not even understand how to fully control it yet, whatever it is."
The Captain said nothing in response to this. He pressed his earpiece and gave a curt 'understood' to whoever was on the other side. "Sir, the package just arrived topside. It'll be a few before the paladins can clear out the tunnels again to get it down here."
"Understood, Captain. You may intercept it to bring it down yourself." Captain Reedus saluted before taking off up the tunnel without a word. "You may go topside as well." The Justicar said to the scientists. "The journey back will be safer when you pass the package. You have run enough tests. Your models are accurate. It is today or never." He held up a hand and psychic energy surged through it. The scientists jolted a bit before scratching their heads and leaving, each of them thanking the Justicar with relief in their voices. Des eyed him suspiciously.
"You are far too judgemental. I had to isolate them from their friends and family for five years. If they were allowed to repeat what I have been teaching them then my society would have collapsed into anarchy. It is a comparatively small price to pay. They were handsomely compensated."
"A sacrifice you forced them to make!" Des tried to bark back. His voice was strained.
"Reality is what I make it. The news tomorrow will celebrate their contribution to the Church. Their families will see their absence as a necessary sacrifice. Granted those contributions will be fictitious, but the praise they will receive will be well earned in my eyes." The Justicar walked back over to the monitors, going over the data they displayed one more time. Des could barely focus. He was in a world gone mad, its grand architect an escapee from an asylum. A maniac who wore his face.
"What do you want?" Des asked, finding some strength to project across the room.
"You'll get your answers soon. For now though, I want to know what you were exposed to that allowed you to alter the loyalty of Pokemon."
"Like I'd tell you." Des replied, weakly.
"Aw, so you were exposed to something. Thank you for confirming my suspicions. I knew it wasn't something innate to your body. I was particularly picky about the counterpart I chose for this task. It had to be an AU close enough to mine where the contract, in some form, was intact, yet not close enough to contain a 'you' that could more readily resist me. I was worried I made a miscalculation. I will make note to preserve some of you for further study. It seems to be quite a potent ability and could greatly accelerate my designs on the multiverse."
Everything the Justicar had just said made Des's heart sink deeper and deeper. He knew he wasn't going to get out of this alive. He knew that this version of him had ambitions. Multiman-tier ambitions. He also knew the J-Team from his home universe would not be trying to save him. The Justicar smirked. He knew exactly what Des was thinking. Mostly because he was psychic.
"This advice is too little too late, but maybe you should have opened your heart to others. Oh who am I kidding? Your isolation was the exact reason I chose you above the other candidates. You're all alone. Nobody cares what happens to you." the Justicar typed some things into his console and pulled up a familiar image. Des's eyes widened.
"Now, before you are divorced from your mortal coil, let's talk a little about our family history, shall we?" Behind the Justicar glowed a painting. A painting that hung on the wall of his mother's house. A headless rider atop a Rapidash.
GIVE ME YOUR FACE
Priest of the Temple of Syrinx
Outside of Wyndon Stadium
Elton smiled in response.
"But... what can I do?" asked Kim. "As far as I know, if I was to become a Monese or Japanese teacher— there's hundreds of those around the world."
<I can name one thing you haven't done,> said Paul.
Kim blinked, glancing up at him. "What is it...?"
<Simple,> he said. <It's—>
He was interrupted by Braker raising his hand to silence him. "Don't tell her," he said. "Let her figure it out for herself."
Paul paused for a few moments, then eventually shrugged and nodded. <I can live with that.>
Braker nodded. "Good."
He turned to face Kim.
"You are right," said Braker, "in that there are thousands of Monese and Japanese teachers around the world. However... whatever you decide to do as a member of the J-Team, and however you decide to blaze your own trail, should be entirely up to you. If you need any more time to think about it, you should feel free to take as much as you need."
"...Really?" Kim asked.
Braker nodded.
"...Well, I certainly think I'm going to need that," said Kim. "I still haven't thought of anything... interesting I could do with my life."
Hi, I’m oghond, and I’m a Rushaholic. Sorry if I annoy you unintentionally. 😅
No voice to cry suffering
Stormchaser, past
-the Thieves trek down a never-ending hallway—is this...really the Stormchaser?-
-ceiling tiles crash around them, gouts of flame barely miss them-
-the last meters arrest them with galeforce winds, before Bug casts off her Scarf to nullify them-
-and then...-
-they stand at a familiar door-
(-one leans toward it, voice muted-)
Bug the Castform: -whispers- Don't worry. We'll have every trace removed before you even know it.
-one leans away-
Cloud the Ribombee: <Megan Nguyen. Stormchaser. Detention. Envy.>
Stormchaser
-and Megan might be standing behind that door, alone, trembling-
Campus Palace
-and Suiko's standing at the head of the pack, stance set and determined-
Suiko: Come on. I know the quickest way through.
Sinnoh, :-(3 )97:3
-Molybdenum leans against the wall opposite School!Every, observing the proceedings with a frown-
Molybdenum: ~Try again. Treat the optimal scenario first as a force parallel to the ground, then angle it upward.~
Ribot: ~It's not as if you have any room to talk.~
-she extends her finger, unnecessarily, at Ribot-
-obediently, he lifts a spoon off the dinner table and out of sight-
Molybdenum: ~If you can't sustain enough force, let it build. Charge it up, and let it go.~
No mind to think. No will to break.
The Wanderer
Campus, far past
-Kingfish-
Let's get this show on the road.
Earth Vellumental Temple, past
Lesia: -Twirls around after the last part of her Petal Dance, dizzy-
Textspace
So this "Dr. Moreau" is most likely responsible for that atrocity Project Hecatoncheires.
I knew that thing had Pokefutures all over it from its description. Doctor Moreau, seriously? Feels a bit too on the nose, does he have a private island somewhere or something? What's next, Adelinde decides to attack someone again?
Route 208, today
-Staring down Adelinde-
...I suppose one should be careful about what they speak into being.
Pugh: -Starting to look excited-
Hitodama: -Flames intensify-
-Examining Adelinde's Aura-
Her Aura... it's twisted.
-Dismounting from Ginny-
I assume you must be Adelinde. Surprised the School would send a Templar to deal with some hedge Auric like me instead of an Alumnus, are they feeling insecure in their eugenics laboratories or something?
Edited by rmctagg09 on May 24th 2022 at 9:28:35 AM
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Flying Colors
Metaverse — Campus Palace
-For a moment, Rogue is fine. Glancing around, taking in the jarring change in scenery.-
Rogue: ...
-And then they start to stumble in place, with a black smoky Aura seeping out of the seams of their outfit. It's familiar to Kingfish and Daze.-
Rogue: G-gah, what the hell...?
Dunsparce Cloud
Route 208
Adelinde: Adelinde the Scythe.
-she taps a finger on the air for emphasis, grinning-
Titles are important.
-she hasn't bothered standing-
Lotophage: <...>
Adelinde: Don't undersell yourself, Mr. Tagg, and don't play dumb, or this will be a very short and uninteresting conversation. You and I both know you're a cut above the usual. But that's not really why I'm here, is it?
-she points, keeping elbow bent, only her wrist and index finger extended-
You, sir, have been keeping disreputable company.
Sinnoh Safehouse
Neodymium: ~Okay...~
-she squeezes her eyes shut, and a glow starts to become visible from under her eyelids-
PEFE!Every: ...Is anyone going to let me in on the discussion here?
Cytosol: <Tell me about it.>
Edited by memyselfandI2 on May 23rd 2022 at 6:27:03 AM
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
The Wanderer
Route 208
These Templars and their sanctimonious titles, please... Definitely not like Alvin, less of a fool, but still with an ego to match.
-To Adelinde-
Who knows, maybe I like having a little bit of scoundrel in my life. And if we're going by titles it's Dr. Tagg.
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Anyways Here's Darude Sandstorm
November 2, 2020. OU-Max Lair
Lita wiped sweat off her brow as she shed the outer layer of her orange snowsuit. They had cleared out a few caverns and were running low on supplies. Breaking for a few, Tesse was pacing back and forth their current cavern with a device.
"It's like a reverse stud finder, but for the universe." She had explained. Lita had found the explanation unhelpful.
"Hmm. Hmm. Nope." Tesse grumbled as she put the device away. "Not here. The walls are not yet thin enough. If only we could find an Ultra Beast. Then we'd know for certain we could permeate the barrier."
"What's the point?" Lita leaned back against the wall and stared up at the ceiling. "Even if we could pinpoint the exact AU we'd still have to search that entire world anyways. It can't be done in a timely manner." R. Mika hopped into her lap and tried to comfort her with a nuzzle. It didn't work.
"Um, not quite." Lita perked up at Tesse's comment. "You see, I did find something at the scene of a crime. You know how the internet works, right?"
"Just get to the point. I don't need another asinine simile from you today."
Tesse was a little taken aback, but continued. "Ok, basically the interdimensional trick-or-treater used the Max Lair as a node to access interuniversal travel. He did not possess the means to transport from anywhere on his world. He likely has an installation setup in his world's Max Lair. If he's there we could beat Des's location out of him. If it's only his lackeys we could draw him out since we'd control what's likely a high-value asset for him."
Lita blinked at Tesse. "You are absolutely devious. I am glad you are on my side."
"For now." Tesse muttered.
"What was that?"
Tesse just answered with a cheeky grin.
They readied themselves and descended further down. As they rounded a corner, Tesse took out her interdimensional reverse stud finder again. Something on her device made her pick up the pace.
"Tesse? What's wrong?" Lita sped up to catch her. They entered another cavern and a surge of Dynamax energy heralded their next challenger. Lita gasped while Tesse giggled in excitement. A massive Buzzwole stood before them, flexing its muscles in preparation for battle.
Tesse smirked. "Bingo."
GIVE ME YOUR FACE
Dunsparce Cloud
Route 208
Adelinde: -wagging finger- Scoundrel, Dr. Tagg, is an acceptable deviation from the norm. Truant is not. You have possession of the expired Schoolchildren designated Carbon and Phosphorus, as well as possibly the Schoolchild designated Tin, and it's my personal belief that you may well have picked up more of our strays. That does seem to be your job description, after all.
So, I'm here to ask nicely for you to return them.
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
No voice to cry suffering
Sinnoh, :-(3 )97:3
-Molybdenum stares at PEFE!Every for a beat or two-
Molybdenum: -to her alone- ~...sorry.~
-with her eyes fixed on Neo's efforts, she-
-well, narrates, to Pef (and Cytosol)-
~It's important that Neo diversify her skill set. As a hyperspecialist—~
-and it is very apparent to what she refers-
~—one specialty only nets you so many points, in exams or otherwise. Like monotyping.~
-that nearly everyone in this room is pure Psychic, she doesn't call attention to-
Molybdenum: -staring, intent, at the pen- ~Even if you're peerless you shore up anything that so much as looks like a weakness. That's maturity.~
Ribot: -sardonic- ~True versatility is making your hammer work on screws.~
Molybdenum: -scoff, internal- ~I made
-a flash of lonesomeness and echoing roars, deep in an abandoned research facility-
Molybdenum: it. So will she.~
-outwardly, she holds an examiner's poise toward Neo-
-inwardly, she shows all the confidence of her age-
No mind to think. No will to break.
The Wanderer
Route 208
Reminds me of Constantin almost, except minus the white supremacy.
-To Adelinde-
Possession implies we own them, they're free to come and go as they please, so I'm afraid I can't honor that request.
-Mons releasing themselves-
You know, Molybdenum when I met her around this time last year said a similar thing with a similar cadence, were you like her Evil Mentor or something?
It would definitely explain a lot, but I don't sense any attempts at mind probing like Molybdenum did, she's probably not that good a telepath if at all.
I know she must know about Chiyo and I after what happened in Jubilife, there's no point in hiding it, time to probe.
She's told me about you, you know, that when you and her fought you basically got dunked on.
-Staring hard at Adelinde-
I'm sure you know who I'm speaking of, you shouldn't play coy.
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Fwomph
Hamlet, Crimson Manor
Upstairs and through the halls of this once-palatial manor you roam, past locked doors and dead-end corridors. Eventually there is but one chamber to traverse until you reach where you believe the Countess to be...
But there is a faint buzzing coming from the woodwork of this dilapidated library that must be crossed... Prepare yourself.
Meat Palace, Exit
-And with that, Rakash leads the way back outside the factory (I mean, it's literally just the door the Distraction group came in through) and back to regular reality. It would likely be a day or two before the next raid on this Palace-
Earth Vellumental Temple
-The Fire Blast washes over Gale... And she is unburnt-
You'll have to do better than that.
-And then the Stone Edge hits and she goes flying-
... Okay I maybe should have controlled my hubris...
Jubilife Contest Hall
-The Nightingale remains still as the effects of her opening move pan out, an instant win with an unflashy move... She recalled her Pokemon and stiffly walks over for the handshake-
I'm sorry...
-She tries to remain calm despite the brewing concern that the precedent now was set for her being the big bad Heel of this Contest...-
Hearthome Contest Hall
-The Nightingale tilts her head to the side. Secretly she's reading the text because in the J-Team mailing group, but obviously she's hiding such a thing. Once the message is read she shrugs and steps back-
Well, I'm going to go about the rest of my day. I hope you recover after that... Whatever it was.
Fox's Wedding
-The Automata, still standing defiant, audibly scoffs at Radon's words-
Whoever said I was powered by love? Besides, you have a lot to learn of the true darkness beneath...
-The Automata laughs softly and notes the beam struggle that has begun. Taking her chance, she rushes in to strike Radon while he's distracted with the beam duel. Really, it leaves Radon with a choice: Keep up the duel and be struck by the Automata's blade, or deal with the Automata and be struck by the Sunrise Beam...-
The Defiant Wing
Oh, hello dear. Nice for you to join us.
-One of the eyes of Nightingale's helmet flickered in a wink before she took a few steps around, absorbing the mission briefing-
Alright, anyone we need to fly over and pick up before hitting this place hard?
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
Dunsparce Cloud
Sinnoh Safe House
PEFE!Every: Ah. Thank you. I see.
Neodymium: -focus-
-focus-
-focus-
-the pen glows, and levitates-
Neodymium: ...
-PEFE!Every covers Cytosol with her labcoat, and the pen falls to the ground-
-Neodymium spins towards her-
Neodymium: ~Why?!~
PEFE!Every: It's a trick they'll see coming, I assume.
Cytosol: <A cool one, though!>
-she sticks out one foot, prodding Molybdenum in the side-
PEFE!Every: Is her natural ability not enough? I've never seen anything like it before.
Route 208
-Adelinde's expression doesn't change even a little-
-but her emotions aren't guarded on a mental level, and she is simmering with rage-
Adelinde: Oh. Iridium, was it? I was wondering where she disappeared to after Gerald and Hortensia didn't come back.
Shame you didn't bring her. You could have gotten a proper combat lesson.
-even with the mons arrayed against her, she doesn't stand up-
Adelinde: ...You really do think we're evil, don't you? That's a shame. I've heard of what you do, Dr. Tagg, you're not an unimpressive man, really, but you and your team think small. Do you know what we could do with your Truants, from what the field reports have said about them? Sure, we could make new ones from blueprint, but...it's not the same, really. There's never really any guarantee the way there is with the original article. So, yes, we'd like them back.
See, I think you do get it, but you're scared to follow those thoughts to their natural conclusions. You fight Team Iron, you fight Cipher, you fight gods and ghosts and glitches, but you're scared to try and build anything of your own, so how could you have faith in what we're building? You're scared of a world that doesn't need heroes to pull its ass out of the fire any more. Scared to discard what needs discarding, because it just might be you.
Konmari your shit, Dr. Tagg. Or the School will do it for you.
-she stands up, turns around, and starts walking off, apparently ignoring Tagg-
Lotophage: -whisper-
Adelinde: Was that not implied?
Lotophage: -whisper-
Adelinde: (not turning around) You have my request on file. There's no rush, but if I run out of patience, I may have to commence the slow process of returning your researcher.
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
Campus, Past
Daze puts a hand on Rogue's shoulder.
"You might, um, not want to do that."
off the shits
No voice to cry suffering
Campus Palace, past
Cloud the Ribombee: <Yes, yes, we're drowning in power that dwarfs our own. Can we move on?>
Tinkerbell: -glingles-
Cloud the Ribombee: <I don't know, maybe I'm leaning on the collective unconscious' collective dreams of flight! Why do you care.>
Tinkerbell: -jingles-
Cloud the Ribombee: <I don't care.>
Bug the Castform: ...cold, C.
Cloud the Ribombee: <...wait,>
-and she instructs her Comfey provisional Persona to Florally Heal Rogue-
Cloud the Ribombee: <Support unit. Right. Of course.>
Hecate: ~Time is of the essence.~
Bug the Castform: Time is an essence, round these parts 😮
Hecate: ~No...~
-in the Stormchaser, Megan paces, fretting over nothing-
Sinnoh, Safe House
-Molybdenum looks very, very briefly like she's aged thirty years-
Molybdenum: ~Do not try that.~
(-...Schoolkid years-)
-but it's not a command-
-not more than a warning-
-not yet...-
-...and she slumps, fractionally-
Molybdenum: -privately- ~I've
-seen three of it before-
-none of them have lasted this long-
-they were not her-
Molybdenum: agreed that she's unique among Schoolchildren. You have to understand, that's the School's stock in trade. Every one of us is an incomparable gem. You have to stand out.~
Ramona: -to Neo, now- ~Neodymium, part of Graduation is remaining calm under pressure. When something triggers cognitive dissonance, think through it. When the unexpected proves true, adapt. When her telekinesis took hold, what did you feel?~
Sinnoh, Elsewhere, Elsewhen - Ama [Redacted]'s Residence
-someone—wearing a breathing mask and floppy hat against the constant Pastoria rain—peers over the fence(?) at the domesticity therein-
-she's entirely unsuspicious, have a good day-
Edited by Asterisk395 on May 23rd 2022 at 11:34:51 AM
No mind to think. No will to break.
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
Sinnoh, Pastoria, A Certain Person's Residence
The fence peers back.
...
Alright, no, no one peers back. There's a couple people inside the house, visible through the windows, but as far as they're concerned no one's watching.
Celeste is on the porch, sprawled out lazily and watching the rain. She doesn't appear to be paying much attention.
off the shits
The Wanderer
Campus, past
-To Rogue-
Yeah, our normal abilities don't work here.
They don't seem to remember what happened in Mementos, but I guess their Persona would need to be awakened first for that to happen.
Route 208
Got em.
-The first portion of Adelinde's insults basically goes like water off a duck's back-
That's it? That's her pitch? Definitely Molybdenum's mentor then.
I helped create one of the largest scientific organizations in the world, bringing together humans and Pokémon all over the world. Seems all you've made is making yourself a butcher and a bully, unaware of how much of a slave you truly are to that joke of an organization.
Chiyo and the other Schoolkids I've met over the years, they've all told me, told us about what it's like to be there. Fighting and maybe killing your friends, beatings for poor performance, overall dehumanization, the liquidations, only a real fucked up person wouldn't want to escape it as soon as they're able. Sure they might give them a little more bread and circuses if they don't run away once they're Alumni, but it's only half a life, and once they meet their expiration date, they're done. Not only do I think you're evil for all that stuff, you're also wasteful, so many unique Aurics but only a few even get to graduate because they didn't show their potential soon enough.
So in the end the School, well, it doesn't spark joy to say the least. Figures you'd recruit a Pokefutures scientist to your ranks though, you both make a mockery of science Superior genes, really?, acting more like a bunch of sadists and predators of all stripes with an elementary school chemistry set. If this was your best attempt, I'd suggest to try harder.
-But as Adelinde makes her threat towards Pef and turns to leave, a wall of fire appears behind her as the mons capable of it start growling-
Hitodama: -Glares-
Gaia: <...She threatened Pef.>
Luxray: -Snarls- <Let's eat her.>
Garchomp: <She'd probably give us indigestion.>
I notice you like making threats, Adelinde, so I figure I'll give you one of mine. If you touch a hair on Pef's head, though from how you talk I suspect you already have, you had better hope you manage to escape us. Because if you don't, when we're done smearing you against this Route's cliffsides, my Psychic-types will proceed to crack your mind like an egg and forcibly extract the location wherever you've stashed her. And whether or not you become a vegetable in the process will be no concern of mine.
Edited by rmctagg09 on May 23rd 2022 at 1:14:47 PM
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
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