Person, or Idea?
<Bwuh?>, Becky said, clearly not expecting to be the one picked to fight the Staravia. <Er, ahem,> she adds, swiftly regaining her composure. <I mean, bring it on! My star isn't falling here!>
"I'm guessing," Mitchell says, "that Becky's accepted your challenge, nameless Staravia. Very well. Let's get this started. Becky, up in front. Everyone else, cover my back. Okay?"
Mitchell's Pokemon voiced their agreement, then moved to the positions he suggested.
The Staravia spreads her wings, assuming a battle stance. <Human, Cleffa,> she says. <Let us begin.>
The Staravia strikes first, dive-bombing Becky with a Quick Attack. The strike sends Becky flying straight into Mitchell's gut, knocking him back.
<Ow, ow, ow!>, Becky yells. <A little warning, next time?>
Mitchell winces at the pain, but he still puts on a brave face. "You okay, Becky?", he asks.
<GTG, Chief!>, Becky replies, giving a thumbs-up without looking.
The Staravia, bemused at this development, circles overhead. <Are you being honest, Cleffa?>, she says.
This verbal barb strikes a nerve in Becky's demeanor, but she holds her tongue.
"Right, Becky," Mitchell says. "Since your opponent's flying, knock her down with a Disarming Voice."
Becky jumps off of Mitchell and lets loose a charming cry, aimed directly at where the Staravia will be. The emotional impact of the attack knocks the Staravia off her flight path, sending her closer to the ground-
<Got you!>
-and getting her close enough to Becky to launch a Wing Attack.
"Dodge it, Becky!", Mitchell shouts.
Becky is unable to fully dodge the Staravia's Wing Attack, but she does manage to catch her wing, hindering the Staravia's flight even further.
<Got you, too!>, Becky laughs.
"That works, too," Mitchell says. "Now, Pound her!"
With one arm gripped on the Staravia's wing, Becky slams her other arm into the Staravia's head. It doesn't seem to hurt her much, but it's enough to send both Pokemon crashing into a nearby tree.
Mitchell grits his teeth as he grips a Pokeball in his hand, while Gus panics at how the battle is progressing. <Hang on, Becky!>, he shouts.
Both Pokemon scramble to their feet, but the Staravia is swifter, catching Becky in her right talon with a Quick Attack and pinning her to the ground.
<Cleffa,> the Staravia says. <You have tenacity, but you lack strength.>
<You're right,>, Becky says, before dropping her energetic facade. <But, tenacity isn't all I have.> She hums a few notes from a mournful ballad, which seems to have no effect.
<What was that?>, the Staravia asks, her eyelids unconsciously starting to droop.
<My song,> Becky replied. <Cleffa can Sing, you know?>
The Staravia chuckles as sleep overcomes her. <I was careless,> she admits. As her body sways and threatens to fall on top of Becky-
A Pokeball soars through the air, opening in mid flight and sucking the Staravia inside it.
Becky is stunned, struggling to process what just happened. She looks up at Mitchell.
The ball twitches once.
Mitchell is in a dazed state. His body is stuck in the pose it assumed after he threw the Pokeball, and his eyes are out of focus.
The ball twitches again.
Becky tries to force her customary smile, but to her surprise, she gives a genuine smile of relief to Mitchell.
The ball twitches a third time.
Mitchell's eyes regain their focus, and he returns Becky's smile.
The ball clicks.
Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
White Forest Clearing, Pre-[Ballarat] Reunion
-Walking through the Unovan forest are two young trainers. One is a young boy wearing a striped shirt and shorts with a cap on his head and a Pikachu on his shoulder. The other is a pink-haired girl, taller than the boy, wearing robes in pink, purple and blue in a pattern resembling paint splatters, and with a pink and blue witch hat on her head, which turns out to be her own partner Pokémon: A Hattrem. The two trainers are holding hands as they wander through the forest until they find a clearing familiar to the boy. The witch girl notices a magic circle drawn on the floor of the clearing.-
Evelyn: Ian... What is this place?
Me: Oh, this? This was the clearing where I discovered my psychic potential...
Evelyn: This was where you discovered your psychic power?
-Evelyn laughs.-
Evelyn: Guess we're not so different.
Me: Are?*
Evelyn: I mean... We both discovered our psychic potential in a forest... and it would stand to reason... Forests do tend to hold a sort of mystical power... Still... I have to ask about that.
-She points to the magic circle.-
Me: Oh that? I drew that.
Evelyn: Uta... Odori... Reikan...* What were you trying to invoke?
Me: I was hoping to invoke a muse to help me with all that was weighing on my mind from after the Lee House incident...
Evelyn: I see...
Me: I drew the magic circle on the ground with a stick in the hopes of summoning her, but then she told me it'd be easier to just sing...
Evelyn: I understand... but... How did you get color from a stick?
-Ian does a double take.-
Me: I have no idea...
-Ian then stands in the middle of the magic circle with Evelyn, still holding her hand. He then takes a deep breath.-
Me: ♪Through ice and through fire...♫
♪A wilderness of stone...♪
♪With dreams and desires...♫
♪I have come alone...♪
-Evelyn joins Ian in singing, her notes a step higher than Ian's. Their voices resonate in a lovely harmony.-
Evelyn and I: ♫Seeking the answers...♫
♫Only you could know~♪
♪Show me the wisdom of the world~♫
♪Tell me the secrets of the heart~♫
♪And the sweet~♫
♪Mysteries~♫
♪Of love...♫
Fwomph
Hamlet, Crimson Manor
Swarm B: D̸̘̣̺́͊͑̈́̍̾̄̀̍͘͠r̶̡̹̣͙͔̀͐͝a̷̗̭̗̰̠̤͗̈́̍̃̾͝i̶̢̟̫̯͝n̶͓̾̓̊̎̌͂̈́ ̴̧͓͉͓͔͇̳̪̲͈̮̈́͒͐̒̊̐̕͜͠y̵̘͙̮̍̈͜õ̸̢͙̰̱̘̥̮̦ͅͅú̵̡̥̼͍̝̜̜̝̲̻͇̻̹͍̦́̑ ̴͓̏͊̋͛̔̑̕a̵̛̯̦͎͓̰̭̺͎̾̒̇̌̂͘͜ń̸̦̜̮̮̯͖͍̀͜ͅd̶̠̩̞̋͑̄͛̓̽̔̑̿̔͘͘͝-̴̨̡̗͍̖̪͉̠̠̊̋̀̉̑͋͗́̐̎̾̄̌͘ͅ-̶̹̣̩̙̤̻̺̻͌̑̓̀͋͗̾͐̓̿̕̚͘͝ͅ-̵̳̗͖̿̈̋̀́̚
The Extrasensory slams it against the far wall of the room where it swiftly loses cohesion into a splatter of dead and dying insects
A scream, almost human but clearly not, echoes into the room from what is probably a few halls away. Looks like the Countess knows what you did...
White Forest Clearing, Just Before [Balarat]
-The mist roils and after a few moments of silence a tired-looking Meloetta walks out of the mist. And I do mean walks, despite being capable of levitation she's currently plodding along on her little stubby feets-
Meloetta: Oh, hey there. Nice summoning, just kind of caught me mid-nap. What's up?
[Balarat] Just Outside the Zagan Manufacturing Plant
-The disguised Pent gives a few curt nods to the arriving fellow Thieves and hits the 'last location' button on the MetaNav app-
Navigating...
Meat Factory
-The place is as oddly organic as normal, pumping out those packaged meat products directly into the hungering void beneath-
-Rakash summons his Persona and immediately retrieves the bestiary/Navigator interface off it. Shift melts back into pink goop (momentarily grossing out Rakash) and reforms as a human in a weird sharp black and red outfit off to the side-
Alright folks, they've probably replenished the guards at the front so maybe we should all angle for a covert entry.
The Face: Yeah yeah, jump up to the second floor window, stick to the catwalks, got it.
-Rakash glances over and recoils with a grumble-
Seriously, can you pick a form that doesn't give me a migraine?
The Face: Oh come on, you don't have one of me already so I might as well!
Fox's Wedding
Perhaps you are right about the eternality of the dark...
-The Automata draws her sword and gets to work cutting down the swarm of Glitch Monsters-
But you are not its leige, merely an upstart who does not know of the shadow's truth!
Delta Carrier
-A shadow darts out from the doors of the Defiant Wing and into the fray. The Nightingale had finished her meditations and was ready for a fight. Like always, she was something of a dervish, this time shaping her construct into a couple of blunted parrying talons as she rushed forth to try and disarm as many peons as she could while the rest of the team readied for the big push. This almost felt too easy...-
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
CW: Discussion of Eating Disorders, Mental Health Issues, Cyberbullying
Veilstone City
"So, you gonna talk about it?" Hoops asks.
Xaster pretends not to hear them and carries on distributing the food between his pokémon. LuLu in particular is anxious to eat, being the youngest and not having been fed in nearly an hour.
"Xaster!" Hoops says, a bit more forcefully. "Talk to me."
"What's there to talk about?" Xaster asks. "I just fainted from the heat. The doctors checked me out, said everything was fine. I'm sorry we forfeited our places in the competition, but I'll be more careful with my outfits in future."
Hoops lets them go back to the feeding for a few seconds. "Xaster, all this coordinator and social stuff, you aren't thinking of becoming an actor are you?"
Xaster frowns. "No, why do you ask?"
"Because you're terrible at lying. The doctor wouldn't tell me what the problem was because we're not related, but with an expression like that you didn't just overheat."
Xaster says nothing.
"You've been acting weird ever since Hearthome City. You haven't wanted to sleep with me, which is fine by the way, and when we were clothes shopping you weren't sure about your size, and you're always sure about your size. You've stopped getting up an hour early so that your skin and hair looks perfect by the time I wake up, your contest outfit only had half the normal number of colours, and you didn't even want to go out for dinner to celebrate after your gym battle. So, what gives."
Xaster doesn't look at them. "You're sounding like a stalker. And all of that stuff is small stuff. Sorry you're having to go back to using your hand."
Hoops puts their hand on his shoulder. "All together it makes me worry. I do worry, you know, even if I pretend not to."
Xaster nods. "I... do you promise you won't judge me?" Hoops nods yes.
He removes his shirt, and Hoops has to stop themself from gasping in surprise. Xaster is just far too thin. Each of his ribs sticks out so much that they're practically poking through the skin, and his midriff seems to Hoops like they could wrap their hand around it. It looks wrong.
"What happened?" they ask.
Xaster makes a noise like he's avoiding crying. "It started about a year ago. It was when I was just starting to get a decent audience on social media, and I started to get these comments, calling me fat and stuff. I tried to put them out of mind and delete them, but then I'd be sitting down to eat and I'd think about those comments. They kept coming, and some part of me thought that if so many people were saying it then it must be true. It was bad. And I was starting to get better until we bumped into Fantina and she told me I wasn't good enough. It just brought it all back, and I started to feel guilty every time I ate, until it felt so bad that I couldn't even make myself eat a lot of the time. When I fainted, it was because I didn't have enough energy in my body. I fainted from hunger." He forces a laugh. "Pathetic, right?"
Hoops doesn't know what to say, so they just wrap their arms around Xaster. He feels so thin, and they feel like they need to be protecting him. But what can they do?
Xaster looks down and sees RiRi wrapping his arms around his leg. BuBu takes the other, while ChuChu, ToTo, ChiChi and LuLu climb onto his lap. And with nothing left to do, he starts to cry.
No voice to cry suffering
Stormchaser, Hiro's Room
-he nods at AAD, then Percy-
Hiro: I know.
-he frowns, as he does, before elaborating-
Hiro: -cold and colorless- There's a Templar in the sickbay with a broken spine. Psionic electrokinesis, neural control, no signs of reconstituting when given the chance. Familiar face.
Hiro: It's all but impossible to keep track of every cell you shed, much less all your family, but I would rather burn than let them take anything else.
-he lets that hang awhile, as the too-honest statement it is-
Hiro: -at length, wiping an eye- Burn, myself.
Hiro: It's…hard, to remember, sometimes, that you didn't ask for this either.
-they do make cards for this, as it turns out-
Hiro: -rubbing his face- I'm glad you stopped by. Sorry there hasn't been a warmer reception, I'm…
-he waves a hand in the air-
Hiro: Coping. As we do.
Sinnoh, A Certain House
-did she come to this house for a reason? yes, of course—she's expected here, in the yard, entirely unremarkably-
-Molly stares back with her big, gray eyes-
Molly: -sweating- =)
-what's that about Litleo training and not breaking eye contact?-
(-pet pet-)
Celestescape
Vulpix!Molly: -paw upraised- <…well, that's never good.>
-unsatisfyingly perhaps, she doesn't yelp so much as tuck and roll-
(-just because she's got lots of experience falling doesn't mean she ever likes it-)
-she wraps herself in her tails and shrinks into a Pokéball—lacking enough thoughtstuff for a safety line, the power she drew pops into a dozen spherical decoys-
Bugn't: -preening- "You are what you eat.>
-she's not-
-that doesn't stop the Infestation from pressing forward, trying to flood Celeste with…-
-culinary delight?-
Bugsn't: "Tell us!!>
-the tiny bugs shriek "AAA" in chorus, even (scarfed down) burrowing toward an interesting specimen of humanity-
Edited by Asterisk395 on Jun 7th 2022 at 10:43:24 AM
No mind to think. No will to break.
Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
White Forest Clearing Shrouded in Fog
Evelyn: Oh... Sorry... Didn't mean to wake you.
Me: My apologies. I just wanted to talk to you. I'm sure you're already familiar with what I talked to you about the last time I was here...
Fox's Wedding, VS Black Sun Radon
Black Sun Radon: İ̸̧̮̄̓͝ͅ ̵̢̝̞̰̊̾̍͊ö̸̟̼͍̖́̒͌n̷̨̝͗̌͗͝l̴̫̱͊͐͆̕ỳ̷̨̓̀͋ ̷̩̪͕͗̈́̋k̶̞̜͐̏n̶̼͑̌͝͝ó̴͍͚̈́͊ẅ̶̻̗̪̯ ̵̟̣̈́͛̈́͆Á̵̢̫L̵͎̹͎̹̄̀͋̚L̵͙̿̎ ̵̬̑t̸̝̍h̶̢̨͎̏̒ͅä̵̮̩͎͉͌͝t̸͎͚͈̰́̈́ ̶̱͗̆Ī̵͈͎̹̣ ̵͍̀̃͆Ṅ̶̨̦̽̓̎Ę̸͔͊̿̈́̄É̵̲̰̠̓̚Ḑ̸̮̮̀̊̌̍ ̶͔͗t̸͈̣̙͇̀̋o̶̹̮̜̲̿͐ ̸̯̞̒͂̔k̶̛̮͖͉̣͗n̸̞̉́o̶̗̯̾ͅw̷̡̟̞͋̂̃̓ ̸͍́͒͊ả̸̫̙̏̇b̵͓͙͚̈́̎o̶̦͎̫̘̅̃̄ú̷͇̮̚͠t̷̨̺͒̉͋ ̷̳̝̾̾͋͗t̷͇̃h̷͕̱̙͂e̸͓̓̈́͛̈́ ̸̪̖̭̦̿̾̔͘d̷̰̾̚a̵̼̮̗̋̌͂̌r̸͓͐̓̀k̴̮̪̙̑̇̅ͅn̸̜͗̋͊͠ę̴̝̆͊̐̔s̵̠̫̅̿̕͠ś̷̖.̵̙̲̤̒͊̕.̴͔͍̟̄.̶̨͓͈̽ ̶̰͗͌̾͝Ȳ̴̛̺̻̻͈͛̃ọ̶̟͇͔̀u̵̩̞̼̗̿ ̴͍͖̳̾ẃ̴̛̤͓̖̔͜ḫ̷̛͓̃̊̃ȏ̶̙ ̷̮̻͕̇̓s̵͈͍̔ẗ̴̥̦̲̬̎̀͝a̷̦̳̞͐̕͠ͅń̴͇̤̟̈́̒d̷̬͇̳͋̔̌͝ ̸͙̖̔́̽̋b̶̮̓̈́̿̑ḷ̵̖̟͇͆e̷͖͗̔̈́ș̷̥͛s̵̪͐̋e̷̢̙̟͙͒d̷͖́̕͘ ̴̯̻̜̈́̏̇̐ǘ̸̻̣̚n̸͈̄̕ď̷̟̯͌e̸̩̹͎͚̋̊r̶̥̒̈́ ̵̥̉́̉̈ŝ̸͇̣ͅt̸̼͉͈̘̔̀͝a̶̦͓̩̞̐̑͠r̸̖̞̓͛l̵̢̻̿i̸̜͙͚͊̕͝g̶͍̣͇͗h̷̖̹͆͋͋t̵̟̲̔͜ ̸̪͂̒̆a̸͙͈̼͆͠͝r̸̫̹͍̙͂̀̈̾ě̶̱̩̞̀͜ ̷̘͚̬̐t̷̢̼̀̐̓h̴̝̝̠͌è̸̦̼̼ ̷̢̻͕̟͆o̵̺̞̺̣̅͑̋͝ń̴̨̕e̶̻͔̾͛̿͝s̴͕̱͈̑͜ ̷͔̺̳̏̍̑ẅ̷̲̞́̔́h̸̖̲͉̤̾ó̸̡̭͖ ̷̙̭̈́̐̍k̵͔̳̔̃̈́n̷̡͖̏ò̴̻̦̔̚͘w̷͎̜̒̔͝ ̵̘̌̿̒ņ̵̠̬̣̄̽̿o̶̧͂̄t̸̖͓͕̑̈͂ͅ ̸̝̣͑̀̔̈́o̴̺̦̪̤͒f̵̯̖̘̈́͌ ̵͍̯̀͆ț̸̜͍̪̎͐̂͝h̶̭͌̽e̵̪̙̫̐͒͠ ̴̡̰͕͑͂͗̄ș̵͌́̚ẖ̴̖́a̴̤̙͖͎͐d̸͚͈͆ǫ̴̦̝͂͂̔̕w̷͓̹̥̜̓̑'̵̛̰̈́͆̿s̸͉͈̐̉̕ ̶̞̣̮͊̑̆t̷̢̯̭̉̂ȑ̸͉̫͔̤̾ǘ̴̧̖̥̗̍͌́t̴͙̮͗͂̒h̶̞̲̜̗̿̿͘,̵̻͚̫̮̔̊̀ ̴͕͖̖̰̒̔̉f̷̨̹̫͚̋͝õ̶͈̦̭͘r̷̨̲̥̄͊̏͝ ̶̙̖͙̠́y̶̧̗͉̓́͜o̸̜̜͊̓u̸͎͒̾͠ ̶̟̪̊̏á̷̧̞̥̳̈r̴̨̝̹͌̾̕͜é̶̢̾ ̷͎̲͠ͅṇ̴͆̾ô̴̯̣̬̺͐̀͂ṫ̷̮̞͝ ̵͉̭̖̎̂̑t̷̮̆̀̾h̶̟̮͓̍̈́̐e̵̡̤̪͗͛͌ ̶̠̞̺̆̒̏c̷̣̖̈́͠h̴̻̹̻͉̍o̶̼̘͕̍͝͝s̶̢̤̆e̸͓͔͕̻̓͋̆n̴̝̅͌̊̚ ̵̯͕͌̄̎̔ȍ̶͓̜̮͑̀n̸̢̩̗͂e̶̺͆s̴̘̜͠ ̶̗͖̭̃o̶̧̬̰͕͋͌̏̇f̸̡͓̥̯̍͘ ̴̟́̎͝ṯ̵͙̩̓̊̾̚h̴͖̼͚̐̐̐ë̵̻͖̗́̽ ̵̯͋͗a̴͖͔̝̙̓̕l̵̞̹̊̓̐͋l̴̢̮̤̿̄̃-̵̨͖̬̫͗̄̚e̶̞͙̬̜̕n̷̳̦̩̩͒͆͊͘ç̵̬̼͙͐͑̑ȯ̴̬͆̓͆m̵̙͍̰̈́̃͂p̵̠̆͑a̸̛̦̣͝s̴̲̔̓͜s̸̡͖̹̋ḯ̴̡͉̌̋n̴͇͙͠g̵͉̚ ̵̯̘͕͉͑̈́͊̌s̵͓̲̠͂͛͝h̵̛͖̮͍͌̓͘â̴͙̮̯̆́d̴͖͔̊̀e̷̻̜̊͊.̶̛̱̱̥͎͒.̴̣͚͚́̉̈.̷͎̿͊͒
-With another wave of his hand, Radon summons reinforcements to the initial wave of Glitch monsters. And then, Radon's glowing purple eyes glower down upon Gale, focused on lifting the Unchained Automata into the air.-
Me: Psychic "I Love You" Pulse!
-Ian fires a heart-shaped blast of psychic energy, mixed with The Power of Love at a small handful of the reinforcements, unaware of what Radon has planned for Gale.-
[Ballarat], The Jump
-Ian and Evelyn embrace each other as Ian's MetaNav app resonates with the other instances of the app. Time's moving slowly as reality grows thin. And then, the two of them warp to the Metaverse.-
Meat Factory Palace
-Ian and Evelyn release each other from their embrace as they are transformed into Joybringer and Witchling.-
Joybringer: I strongly agree that we go the more covert way in.
Witchling: The front door served its purpose well... Now it's time we have some fun...
♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...
Some Rando
Meat Factory
Tilting up his blindfold for a better view of the Factory, Ahemait appears alongside R n' L, the Unovan sizing the place up as the canid Persona sniffs out what he can.
"Wonder if only some of us should go up while the rest of us distract and divert," he offered
Fox's Wedding, Vs Radon
Ribbon around her wrist untying itself, Max struck it along the ground like a whip, sending it arcing out horizontally to create a cresting Dazzling Gleam to dispel the army.
Meanwhile, Kendall, having built his power, points up at Radon from somewhere before turning his thumb down, a large number of Dark Pulses coming down onto him and his goons, detonating on contact.
Hamlet
Well there goes the poisoned wine, Kamui cursed, turning to look down the hall from where she heard the screams. Some flames still on her person with which to weaponize, Katsuragi soon appeared as well, ready to assist his Trainer.
Contest Combat
Holding up his seamitar like a beacon, some of the healing water is attracted towards the Formidable Pokemon's blade, both Pokemon forced to close their eyes as the multicolored blade glows brighter.
Kamui, uncomfortable in all the mist flying around, throws up a Sunny Day to evaporate away the stray drops and make Helmsman's blade shine brighter, before he lets the healing water sink and restore his vitality, before sending it flying towards Hatty.
Kendall winced. Not due to the light, but because Helmsman used a water attack in the light.
Edited by AbsentCoder on Jun 7th 2022 at 7:02:34 AM
[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]
Priest of the Temple of Syrinx
Hitoki Household
"Oh?" asked Catarina.
"What happened?" asked Kouchirou.
"Well," began Laurie, "we ran into an Alpha Walrein and won... and then we ran into Plant's abusive family and won... and—"
"You took on an Alpha Walrein?!" cried Kouchirou, stunned.
~We absolutely did!~ said Emcee. ~Aaaand let me tell you, I beat the heck out of him!~
"Well, that's amazing!" said Catarina.
Laurie nodded. "T-thanks."
Meanwhile, both D'Autry and Emcee heard Christine and turned to face her.
~Wait, what?~ said Emcee. ~Oh, nononononono~! Not at all! I wasn't suggesting that your tribe was anything like Plant's family; I was merely suggesting that you two will get along due to both having lived in... rather distinctive households that invoke the past in some regard!~
<W-wait, what?> asked D'Autry, running up to Chris. <W-what in the world makes you think that you're not good at protecting innocent Pokemon? Y-you stood up to that Alpha Walrein when they attacked us; you're a lot braver than ya think!>
Hi, I’m oghond, and I’m a Rushaholic. Sorry if I annoy you unintentionally. 😅
Person, or Idea?
"Pardon me," Mitchell interjects, "but this 'Alpha' Walrein was a seriously scary Pokemon. It looked and acted far more vicious than the kinds I've seen back in Unova. Do the authorities here have any plans for containing Alphas like that?"
Meanwhile, Chris responds to Emcee and D'Autry's questions. <Well, maybe,> she says, <but Plant's from Hisui, and I'm from Sinnoh. Our tribes are bound to have different cultures. A-and besides,> she adds, <I only attacked that beast when you all were doing so, and after Gav got hurt, too. I would have just run if I was alone. I mean, I never did do anything my tribe would find worthy of a name.> She then closes her eyes and wonders out loud <Do they even know if I'm gone?>
<Uh, Chris?>, Gav pipes up. <Ya probably shouldn't tell Boss that. He'd freak out if he thought he kidnapped you.>
Priest of the Temple of Syrinx
The Hitoki Household
"Well, I know in the past they used to make these... bag bombs of food that they would throw at particularly rampaging Alphas called Noble Pokemon," said Laurie.
Kouchirou nodded. "The Nobles glowed orange, though. If the Alpha mon wasn't a noble, then battling them and/or catching them was really the only option you had."
"Indeed," said Laurie.
Emcee and D'Autry, meanwhile, continued to comfort Christine, though the former fell silent for a bit upon hearing Gav.
~...oh.~ they muttered. ~Well, I'm sure that that's not the case!~
<What was your tribe like?> asked D'Autry.
Hi, I’m oghond, and I’m a Rushaholic. Sorry if I annoy you unintentionally. 😅
Person, or Idea?
"Let me get this straight," Mitchell says. "This "they" you're talking about, who devised ways to pacify or defeat Alpha and Noble Pokemon; are these humans, some especially intelligent Pokemon, or both? Also," he adds, "on the off chance that these Pokemon start coming out of portals to Hisui and rampaging all over Sinnoh, is there anyone here equipped or prepared to handle such an invasion?"
Meanwhile, Chris relates what she can about her tribe. <We're a peaceful group,> she says, <who talk to the other Pokemon in the mountain and try to make them keep a similar peace. Oh, and we try to rescue those who are caught in landslides and other mountain accidents.> She pauses, then admits <The way I just said it, maybe we were just a group of meddlers. But still, I wanted to do something to make Mom and Dad proud, and earn a name like Sister did!>
Realizing what she just said, she covers her mouth with her appendages.
Priest of the Temple of Syrinx
The Hitoki Household
"They were humans," said Kouchirou. "And as for whether or not we'd be able to defeat them if they start running rampant in Sinnoh, I have no doubt that given our modern advancements- and the new Pokemon that have been discovered since then- we'd be able to defeat them."
D'Autry and Emcee, meanwhile, stared down at Christine in shock.
<Y-you had a sister?!> cried D'Autry.
~She has a name?~ asked Emcee.
Striaton City (post-Jinx, post-League)
"Well," said Kim. "They are going at each other."
<Who's going to win?!> cried Elton.
"I have no idea," said Kim.
Oreburgh City
Some time later, the Anorith had been fully healed at the Pokemon Center, and Owen was staring down at his three newly-revived mons.
"Alright, then," said Owen, thinking it over. "Are you three ready to be caught?"
The Cranidos laughed. <Aww, you know it! After the life I've had... man, I am so happy!>
The Kabuto bowed. <I would be honored.>
The Anorith, meanwhile, was still darting around in a panic, feeling everything around him frantically. Eventually, however, he started to sob.
<W-where are my parents...?> he asked.
Owen turned to face the Anorith.
"Um... Anorith?" he asked. "I-is everything okay? What's wrong?"
<M-my parents are gone...!> the Anorith sobbed. <A-and I'm feeling all these strange things around me— a-and I don't know what any of them are— all I remember is shapes and colors and the sounds of crunching teeth and Tyrantrum throwing their moves at me and—>
"Hey, calm down; it's okay," said Owen. "We'll make sure to accommodate in some way for you being blind. W-we'll help you, okay?"
He knelt down and placed his hand on the Anorith's back, but the shaky and panicky Anorith immediately backed away and began to cry.
<W-what's wrong with me...?> he sobbed. <W-why can't I see...? Where I am...? Who are you-?!>
Owen tilted his head. "A-Anorith...?"
He promptly leaned over and picked him up— but the Anorith frantically wiggled out and started screaming and crying. Instantly, Owen put him down, and the Anorith began running around again, panicking.
The Kabuto and Cranidos looked on with concern.
<Dang...> muttered the Cranidos. <He is having it rough...>
<...Oh dear,> said the Kabuto.
Soon afterwards, he stepped forward and turned to face Owen. Owen stared after the Anorith for a few moments, then noticed the Kabuto in front of him.
"Oh?" he asked. "Y-you want to be caught first?" said Owen.
The Kabuto nodded.
"Alright, then," said Owen, taking out a PokeBall. "Welcome to the team... Eurypedis."
And the minute that the newly-christened Eurypedis heard his name, his eyes widened for just a moment. He glanced around as Owen threw the PokeBall at him.
<H-how did he—>
But he was suddenly interrupted by the PokeBall sucking him in. It fell to the floor and shook three times, before the center glowed yellow to signify capture. Owen picked it up, then smiled and put it away.
"Alright," he said. "One down. Now..."
He glanced over at the Anorith that was still running around.
"Hey, Anorith!" he called.
The Anorith stopped dead in his tracks and started shaking. Owen, meanwhile, took out another PokeBall and rolled it towards the Anorith. The Anorith immediately heard the sound and skittered towards it, eventually coming across the PokeBall. He frantically began feeling at it— and ended up accidentally hitting the button, sucking him inside as he let out a squeal and his eyes went wide. The ball promptly shook three times before the center glowed yellow to signify capture.
Owen sighed with relief before going over to pick up the ball. He glanced down at it.
"Welcome to the team, Anomalo," he said. "Don't worry; we're going to help you."
He put the ball away before turning to face the Cranidos.
"Alright, Cephalo," he started, "you ready to—"
<AWWWW YEAH-!> cried the newly-named Cephalo, instantly running forward and banging his head into one of the PokeBalls that Owen had prepared for him.
Owen blinked, caught off guard.
"I... guess that's a yes?" he said.
That ball promptly shook three times in his hand, before the center glowed yellow to signify capture. Owen grinned.
"Alright!" he said. "That's all three!"
He glanced down at his belt for a bit.
"Still feel bad for Anomalo, though... wonder how he's handling it..."
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Person, or Idea?
"I hope you're right, Mr. Hitoki," Mitchell says. "Let's just hope the Sinnoh League and government forces are prepared for that scenario, after what happened with the sky opening a few years back."
Meanwhile, Chris feels compelled to answer Emcee and D'Autry. <Yes,> she says. <My sister, Iron-Eyes, earned her name staring down the chief of the Bronzog clans, and making them see reason. But, she's also very kind, and I'm grateful for that.>
The Pokeball's click signalled the end of the battle between Becky and the Staravia. Becky was safe, and the Staravia was caught.
Gus breathes a deep sigh of relief. <That was far too close, Milord,>, he says, before rushing to Becky's side. <Can I help you up?>, he asks her.
<Yeah, thanks, flower boy,> Becky replies, as Gus helps her up to her feet.
Mitchell walks up to the Pokeball and picks it up. He stares at it for a moment, only now feeling the gravity of what he had just done. Then, he calls out to his Pokemon. "Let's get going," he says, "before any more Pokemon ambush us. To Hearthome City!"
Mitchell's team voices their agreement, and together, they set off for Hearthome City.
"Are you serious?!?", Mitchell blurts out, exasperated.
Standing before him, the Staravia, now fully healed and awakened by the Pokemon Center's services, nods. What she had signalled to him was something he could not understand: namely, that she wanted to stay with the human that had just captured her.
<I wish to learn,> the Staravia says, <the ways you humans and your tamed Pokemon hunt. I would be your student, if you allow it.>
Mitchell, only understanding the nod, sighs. "Okay, if you want to," he says. "Look, I'm sorry that I took your freedom from you like that, but-"
"SHHH", a nurse shushes to Mitchell. He immediately pipes down, meekly nodding to the nurse.
In a softer voice, Mitchell continues "-I'll keep you if you want. The moment you don't just give me a sign, and I'll release you." He then gestures to the pile of books next to him, freshly removed from his stroller. "At the very least, I want you to pick your name. Have a look and see what looks like you."
The Staravia took a look at the pile, then pointed at one particularly thick book. On it is depicted the image of an exotic dancer, framed in front of a famous Kalosian historical building.
"Huh." Mitchell says. "Notre Dame de Lumiose. Quite the interesting choice. You see yourself as an Esmeralda, do you?"
The Staravia pauses, then nods. <'Esmeralda' sounds like a fine name for me,> she says.
"Assuming that that's a yes," Mitchell replies, extending his right hand, "then welcome to our team, Esmeralda."
In response, Esmeralda extends her right talon and shakes Mitchell's hand.
Dunsparce Cloud
Stormchaser, Hiro's Room
Percy: I can't really blame you. I did punch you in the face.
Apple-A-Day: Are you going to apologize for that?
Percy: I am not.
-she lets out a wheezy sigh, and holds up her glass-
To coping.
Apple-A-Day: That looks disgusting
-Percy stares at Hiro, her one eye blinking, the obscura eye flickering in its socket-
Percy: ...I can go. If it bothers you, seeing me. I think if I were in your position, I'd be bothered.
-Apple-A-Day tenses-
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
No voice to cry suffering
Stormchaser, Hiro's Room
Hiro: -to both Percy and Apple- It was a good punch. I've had worse, in various metrics. And appreciate that it wasn't the bone fist.-he rights himself, exhaling-
Hiro: -raising his cup- In matters of taste, the customer is always right, or so I'm told.
To making it work.
-he nurses his Gatradeless leaf juice-
Hiro: Seeing you does bother me. But given that it's…unwise, of me to lie, believe me when I say that's far from the worst thing.
The rhetorical splash of cold water. And, in a very relative sense, it's nice to meet someone who's suffered at the same hands.
-tilting his head- …in all honesty, I'd make the same offer to you for the same reasons, but…
-he makes a face-
Hiro: This is my room.
-and reverting to his not-quite-deadpan- Which you're currently welcome in, incidentally, but most places I could retreat to would be inconvenient, strategically.
And less safe.
And a lot of my stuff is here.
The point being, leaving is not necessary on your part. I'm uncertain what you're in the mood to discuss beyond what brought you here, but there are.
-...-
If I'm not mistaken, many points of commonality.
-it's his turn to tense, thoughts occurring but for the moment held back-
-several names-
Hearthome, Vegan Place
-Logan laughs the open, friendly laugh of someone who isn't offput by that that at all-
Logan: Well, that sounds like a lot of pressure for just one person!
-like the easiest thing in the world-
Logan: -tapping their fingers together, eager- The benefit of, heh, synergy, is that load can be shifted. Like trust me, I've fallen into the trap of putting too much on myself before. It's so…tempting, to be known above all as the person you go to to get something done right.
-rather than study Adelinde intently, Logan's gaze seems to turn inward-
Logan: It feels good. It feels safe. But then all anyone knows is that when something comes up, the thing to do is to hand it to you.
-they sip from a hip flask, self-deprecating-
Logan: Which higher-ups do like. It's simple. It's cheap. And when time comes to compensate whoever's done it all, there's one person to turn to and…
-they hide it well, but a dark look crosses their face-
Addie: -...makes a sound like a squeaky toy-
Logan: Ah!
-they flail, inelegant, as they have squeezed their squirrel about the midsection with a clenched fist-
Logan: Sorry! Sorry, I didn't mean—
Addie: -squeaks, reproachful-
Logan: You okay?
-Addie's silent for a moment, then…-
Addie: -chitters comfortingly-
-Logan exhales, relieved-
-...then remembers they were, in fact, in a mutual discussion-
Logan: -to Adelinde, shy- …can you tell I've been putting a lot of thought into what you told me, before? Spinning plates and all. Didn't mean to, uh, spill all that in front of you the moment I saw you, but it got me thinking at a time I really needed it.
-smiling bright and open and earnest- Thanks.
No mind to think. No will to break.
Delta looked at the footage of the Aurabolts boarding his vessel, he let out a deep inhale and picked up the old intercom mic. "Attention everyone, we have been boarded by the Bolts, we had planned for this but never anticipated it would happen. Effective immediately you are to abandon ship and escape. Do not be a hero, do not attempt to fight them, get out and protect yourselves. I will understand completely, please just keep yourselves safe."
There was a pause, Delta flipped a switch and the klaxons changed from red to yellow... only to switch back to red. He blinked behind his helmet and looked to the bridge crew.
"We're not abandoning you sir," Josiah said. "Many of us moved up the ranks and jumped from Hunter to Hunter just to join your crew. Since then you have always served us well and made sure we were ready, we always said we'd follow you in a takeover of the distortion world, it's time to meet Giratina themselves."
Delta chuckled. "I understand none of you are leaving, out of some sense of loyalty... to that I say... you idiots, thank you."
"Here is the plan, their leader is marching on now, funnel him towards me, this rematch has been a long time waiting. Everyone else do your best."
With the Tri-Attacks and Gale's introduction, the last of the Peons were knocked off. Jackal marched out and tossed a device, which was suddenly grabbed by Fox leaping over him.
"Nightingale, you're on the lead. There's a central server on this vessel, that hard drive Fox has Bishop on it. Get him to the server and he'll overtake this entire vessel."
"We capture the Vessel, we capture everything Delta has ever done, and his ship."
~We're off to meet him ourselves, we've been waiting for this rematch.~
Fox grinned and held up 3 pokeballs. "I've got Lion, Wayne, and Dungeon on hand, you're gonna need all the help you can get."
"Bone will be useful against Zatarra," Jackal said. He began his slow march into the vessel, his left eye still alight.
Fox looked up to Oran Obliterator, Taipan, Nightingale and Lamb. "Alright everyone, we ready to steal a submarine?"
Edited by EchoingSilence on Jun 9th 2022 at 11:28:34 AM
Dunsparce Cloud
Stormchaser, Hiro's Room
Percy: Yeah, well, you'd think punching someone with a bone fist would be worthwhile, but honestly it just damages the bone. And it takes more energy to move it.
It's, hm. I'm not uncomfortable around you. As I see it, we're square.
But...how do I explain this? We Schoolkids are and aren't family. We're in solidarity, even those of us who stay behind. Even fucking Nitrogen. But the genetics don't come into it. That woman in the medbay? She's a Templar. She doesn't mean anything to me.
Apple-A-Day: Um.
Percy: I don't know why you spared her. You probably shouldn't have.
Apple-A-Day: Um.
Percy: ...
-she deliberately looks away from Apple-A-Day, who is somehow stern despite being faceless-
Percy: So family is a weird word to me. Genetics, lineage, all of that. I have one already. It's weird to think of myself as linked to anyone else's history.
Hearthome, Vegan Place
-Adelinde, oddly, tenses as Logan squeezes Addie-
Adelinde: Be careful of her. She's your partner. You need to be able to trust each other implicitly, down to the last neuron, or you'll find yourself slipping when it counts.
-she delivers this lecture in the tone of someone who has a) given it before and b) expects it to be listened to without question-
-Lotophage eyes Addie curiously-
Adelinde: (wagging finger) It's good to be relied upon. The more people need you, the less they can dispense with you. That's the real reward for a job well done.
-she blinks-
Ah? I'm glad it helped. I'll admit, I was annoyed and I was trying to say something that would sting, so...
-she shrugs, a surprisingly puzzled expression on her face-
Well. If it drives you to improve, it can only be a good thing. The world's too unstable as it is, with new legendaries appearing out of nowhere and the occasional shunt into alternate universes where everyone's dead.
Gods, the mess with the sky alone the other year. You know, my organization helped resolve that.
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
Priest of the Temple of Syrinx
The Hitoki Household
~Well, that's a good thing!~ said Emcee.
And then, in a whisper so that Mitchell wouldn't hear him:
~I think your tribe would be very happy to know that you've got a Trainer now.~
Kouchirou, meanwhile, glanced up at the sky outside of them.
"Ah, yes," he said. "Hopefully. Either way, the J-Team was able to patch the sky up, so I'd fully expect them to be able to defeat any Alpha mons that come their way."
"It's great to meet you, Emcee and Mitchell," Catarina said, approaching them, "but I really think we should take this time to—"
And then she paused.
"...Wait, what's that I heard about a tribe?"
Hi, I’m oghond, and I’m a Rushaholic. Sorry if I annoy you unintentionally. 😅
Person, or Idea?
Chris whispers back to Emcee. <I hope so,> she says. <but Savior and I should find them when we have time.> While she says this, she imagines that her parents and sister might be sick with worry, thinking she was spirited away by malevolent forces. She shivers at the thought.
Meanwhile, Mitchell picks up on Kouchirou's reference to the J-Team. He remembers his recent encounter with them in Jublife, on his very first day in Sinnoh. As he was about to mention this, Catarina's remark caught him off-guard.
"A tribe?" Mitchell asks. "I don't think I said anything about a tribe. Is this about Plant's family, or-?"
Gav, meanwhile, quietly whispers to Chris. <Heads up,> he says. <The human mom is onto us.>
Priest of the Temple of Syrinx
Hitoki Household
"What?" cried Catarina. "Oh, no, this isn't about the Oshawott, it came from-"
"I apologize for the interruption, Catarina," said Kouchirou, "but I think we should save this for later. We should probably get back to... talking about Cole."
Catarina took a breath. "O-oh, yes, of course! Sorry about that." She laughed nervously, before gesturing to Mitchell. "Come and sit down; we'll tell you about Cole, show you their room..."
As Kouchirou and Catarina went over to their chairs, Laurie looked around the house for a few moments, then turned to D'Autry.
"We should probably head to their room," said Laurie.
D'Autry nodded, as did Emcee.
Laurie went off.
"I'm going up to Cole's room!" he called.
"Alright~!" Catarina called back, before turning to face Mitchell. "Now, before we start... why don't you tell us a bit about yourself?"
Hi, I’m oghond, and I’m a Rushaholic. Sorry if I annoy you unintentionally. 😅
Person, or Idea?
Mitchell kindly takes a seat in the chair offered by Catarina, with Gav and Chris milling nearby. The two Pokemon are quietly grateful for Kouchiro's timely interruption.
"Well, Mrs. Hitoki," Mitchell says, "there isn't really much to say about me. I'm not much different from your average Unovan tourist, out on a year's sabbatical in a foreign land." He pauses for a moment, mentally reviewing what he just said, then added "Except those differences are a bit out there. There's the part where a Pokemon rescued me from getting lost in the sewers, or the part where I didn't become a certified Trainer until just last year, or the part where I ended up staying the night in the J-Team's airship on the first day I came to Sinnoh. And that's all before I met Laurie, I should mention."
Mitchell then realises something he forgot to do. "Oh, jeez, where are my manners today?" he says. "I forgot to ask for your names, Mr. and Mrs. Hitoki."
Eclipse the Moon
The Old Rubeloff Place, a long time ago
Kahina chuckles
Kahina: <At times, it was. Those moments where we were not burdened by expectations and keeping up appearances, where we could just be young, they were the happy times...>
She stops in front of the old family picture. The central figure being the tall father, with eyes and hair color that matches his daughter. He has a distinct beard and immaculately kept and styled hair, with a pipe hanging from his mouth and a very serious expression that is reminiscent of the one held by Dolores in the washed out Championship photo. A Mr Rime flanks behind him
The mother standing next to him. She has a much softer, more gentle expression, with a subtle smile that reminds one of the warm sun. Soft brown curls frame her face and blue eyes, and in her arms she holds a Smoliv (which seems to be on the verge of an anxiety induced oil explosion)
In front of the dad stands Doloros, a stern if bored expression on her face, a younger Kahina in her arms.
And in front of the mother, a young boy with scruffy hair, hugging his Magnemite and looking very surprised and confused behind his large rimmed glasses, like the camera caught him off guard before he was ready.
Kahina: <Ah, here we are. This was the family, they're all gone now as you know. Very serious and uppercrusty. Toffs, not Toughs. Even though running on her own devices Dolores was more "tough" in personality than toff, in company she always portrayed herself as the image of high society - she loved her family too much to let them down otherwise.>
Kahina walks over to the gramophone nearby, and begins dusting it off
Edited by PippingFool on Jun 10th 2022 at 12:05:15 AM
I'm having to learn to pay the price
The Wanderer
Veilstone, today
-Looking at the sea-
It's been almost a year since then so, best to wrangle my thoughts together. Right, so after we saw the portrait...
The Old Rubeloff Place, June 27th, 2021
Yew: -Noting the mon in the mother's hands- <What kinda mon is that? Makes me think of a Budew variant or something.>
Hitodama: <That's a Smoliv, we have them at the HQ, I think they're Grass and Normal-type like a Sawsbuck.>
Cam: -Hand to chin- <I'm guessing you can't find them in Galar.>
Hitodama: <No, more south of Kalos in->
-To Kahina-
Dealing with family expectations and trying to balance them with who you want to be can be hard.
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Eclipse the Moon
The Old Rubeloff Place, June 27th, 2021
Kahina: -To Yew- <Yes, Smolivs are a native Pokemon in her mother's home region. They always look like that. The youths these days might even find their expressions "relatable".>
Kahina finishes the sweeping of the old record player with a somber chuckle.
Kahina: <The history of the family goes back to the mid 19th century with the family matriarch Yekaterina Rublev, or Catherine Rubeloff if you're going by the Galarianized name. She was from the Old Lands up north, as you could probably tell by that name. She was a geologist by trade while her Galarian-born husband was a biologist. Together they made up a biogeologist paring. Thriving during that boon in scientific discovery.>
Kahina clears her throat from the dust.
Kahina: <However, it was their child that made the family it's fortune. They were heavily invested in the booming textile industry, in importing the highest quality wool from the peninsula and [Australia] to be auctioned off and spun into high quality tailored clothing. The money was strong enough that, after retirement, the generations after could live comfortably on that income - especially with clever investments and alliances, and pursuit less profitable but more preferred scholarly interests. A sort of Galarian New Money version of the Old Money de Nile family in Kalos.>
She tuts
Kahina: <This estate was purchased during that time, and before its eventual abandonment, was maintained quite well over the years - especially after Dolores' grandparents moved into it as a retirement home. Maria, Dolores and Isaac's mother, in particular liked coming to this place in the summer because it was reminiscent of the warm climate of her homeland, compared to the gloomy clouds that drape Galar so frequently... A needed relief from all those forced expectations that were put upon the children, especially Dolores>
She turns back to Tagg
Kahina: <Sometimes it felt like Isaac was even ever-so-slightly ignored by his parents in favor of Dolores, so she ended up being his biggest champion in their wake. Yet, she did always feel a small pang of jealousy for her little brother - considering he got some the freedom that she was never allowed to have.>
Edited by PippingFool on Jun 10th 2022 at 4:10:46 AM
I'm having to learn to pay the price
Jubilife Contest, Evelyn VS Kendall
Marian: And Samurott and Ninetales' attack dispels the illusion! How will Evelyn get out of this one?
Evelyn: -smirking- You'd think they'd learn by now! Simon! Pierce the flames with Psyshock! Then use Psychic to support Hatty! Hatty, use Life Dew and Psybeam!
Simon: <It's not about dealing the most damage...>
Hatty: <...it's about having the best performance!>
-Simon fires a Psyshock down into the Fire Spin, throwing him into the air and away from the flames of Kamui's Fire Spin. Hatty gathers moisture from the air (and some left behind from Helmsman's Waterfall) and forms it into decently-sized rainbow-colored dewdrops with healing properties, and releases them into the air, where Simon is there to hold them aloft psychokinetically. Hatty then fires a rainbow-colored beam of psychic energy at the dewdrops, refracting the beam from dewdrop to dewdrop like bubble lenses, until a blinding rainbow light fills the battlefield.-
Marian: MY MY! EVELYN'S THINKING IS ALMOST AS QUICK AS KENDALL'S POKÉMON!
♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...