Safehouse, Team Illusion Boys
Dr. Circhester: I recognize the way those bones crack.
The darkness soon dissipates as a floating hologram of Dr. Circhester appears, flanked by two shadowy figures. As the darkness disappears, it reveals them to be two Templars. One is an androgynous-looking figure, not very tall, and whose left armor pectoral plate bore the kanji for love. The lines of their armor glow blue.
The second figure, a male, looks remarkably average, way taller than the other one, with his ocher-colored hair in a center part that seems fresh out of the 1990s. An exceptionally observant eye will reveal this Templar's eyes to be magenta, not purple, a peculiarity that's probably not something either Phantom has encountered before.
The shorter one is flanked by a gardevoir while the taller one has behind him a monster of a golurk.
Two minions and a hologram. Cassander Circhester never does anything in halves. He chuckles menacingly.
Dr. Circhester: Carbon and Mercury. Been a long time since I've seen glimpses of you. You Phantoms are a remarkably hardy bunch. Almost makes me think you weren't complete failures. But seeing as we've played with fire and got burned, it's far about time that I finished the job of extinguishing the remaining embers.
The two templars primed themselves.
Edited by MasterJayAM on Sep 28th 2022 at 6:44:22 AM
Priest of the Temple of Syrinx
Stormchaser Raid- Safehouse
And that was when it was finally time for Ananpi to shine.
<NOPE-!>
A massive burst of sound promptly shot from the sky down onto Dr. Circhester, while Ananpi promptly jumped down and grinned over at him.
<Sorry about that, Circy, but my head-voices and I all agree that this is a bit... much, don't you think so, chuu~? I certainly do~! Matter of fact, we were just talking about it a few minutes ago! Roll the clip!>
A FEW MINUTES AGO
<You think this is a bit much, chuu~?>
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<Hey, wait a minute, isn't that...?>
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<Ahhh, someone else has a hold of her now— both literally AND figuratively, chuu~! I wonder if that other man is an good Templar, too...>
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<Whoops! Sorry, head-voice!>
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<Now!>
NOW
<Aaaaaaand here we are! Thanks for the recap. Anyways... I wonder who you could be...?>
He walked over to Ciara.
<Oh, that's right! You're Ciara, chuu~! I remember now... but my vast extensive knowledge of literally everything that's happened in this RP told me you were a renegade the last time we saw you... You betrayed Whitt... And now... now... it seems you have a new boss...>
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<...get the Golurk first! Bye-byeeee~!>
And he promptly jumped back up into the air.
Edited by OPALGARNET16 on Sep 28th 2022 at 9:46:50 AM
Hi, I’m oghond, and I’m a Rushaholic. Sorry if I annoy you unintentionally. 😅
The Wanderer
Assault Team - VS Brad
-After splitting rounding the corner, we burst into a room containing a bunch of Templars that seem to be in the midst of attempting to destroy some documents, including a Templar that looks very familiar to Chiyo and I-
Chiyo: ...Alvin, I'd suggest you stop unless you want another beating.
Alvin the Aria: -Looking between us- Iridium? The hedge Auric? Fuck that!
-He takes a deep breath-
Luxray!
Luxray: -Rushes up and smacks him in the throat with his paw before he can get his Auric Scream out-
Alvin: -Gags-
Luxray: -Immediately grabs Alvin in his jaws before he can throw a Poké Ball and flings him into some of the other Templars, knocking them out- <Weak.>
Chiyo: He fell even quicker than the last time we fought...
-To the other Templars-
I'd suggest running, unless you want to end up like them.
Templar: -Brandishing a baton while the others send out mons, including a Rhyperior, Copperajah, and Kommo-o- Like we'd follow orders from some truant!
Chiyo: -Rolls her eyes as her barriers circle around her- Alright then, have it your way.
Edited by rmctagg09 on Sep 28th 2022 at 9:57:43 AM
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Flying Colors
School Safehouse — Team Illusion Boys
-Mason's hand twitches, holding a Poke Ball.-
Mason: Gotta admit, Doc Circus, I would've preferred it if it had been longer. The fire analogies sound a lot better coming out of Bren, you know.
-Mason glances over at Rory.-
Mason: Can't wait to see what tricks you've picked up over the years, Merc. And I'd love to show off mine.
-He doesn't seem to make a move quite yet, just waiting for the tension to break.-
Battle Academy
-Amkoh and Hanib look down at the girl curled up on the store floor. Chazten is (very slowly) putting stuff back where it was supposed to be.-
Hanib: ...
Amkoh: She reminds me of Chazten.
Hanib: Then you see only the surface level. She is not asleep because of ennui.
Chazten: I take offense to that - I only sleep because of ennui sometimes.
Amkoh: Indeed. Do you believe she will take this lesson to heart?
Hanib: You mean that calmness and clarity of purpose will lead to the most efficient plan available?
Amkoh: Yes.
Hanib: No.
Amkoh: No?
Hanib: Yes. No.
-She turns, her black and gold robes trailing behind her.-
Hanib: Lessons are very poorly learned when the correct result is reached at the peak of frustration. It only engenders bitterness. Do not repeat this.
-She walks away, Amkoh somewhat nonplussed at his colleague's critique.-
Chazten: She's right, you know.
Amkoh: *Sigh* Yes, I know.
Chazten: ... You wanna talk about-
Amkoh: No.
Chazten: Alright, alright. Don't say I never asked, though.
-Amkoh turns and leaves. Chazten looks down, and back up again.-
Chazten: Hey, is someone gonna take this preteen off of my floor, or...?
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
Stormchaser, Past
Aislinn: "I'll admit I wasn't the most familiar with them, but I also lived under a metaphorical rock for most of my life..."
It takes them a few twists and turns, but they make it to the medbay eventually.
Aislinn: "Hm. Longer than usual."
She gestures towards one of the beds. Harry lays Chase down on it, and Aislinn gives him another once over.
Aislinn: "... I'm not a medic though, I'm afraid. Best I can do is offer a Heal Pulse."
... Looks back at Micro, realizing she forgot something.
Aislinn: "And get that out of your eye, if you'd like me to."
Assault Team
Ama is prepared to follow one of the other groups when suddenly Bren appears!
Ama: "... I'm surprised you're singling me out. Even back then, Tagg was very..."
She tilts her head and crosses her arms. Hellebore feels tempted to shiver when the Miracle Eye passes through her.
Ama: "You're a Templar, correct? You have that rancid air about you."
She and Future!Hellebore share a glance.
Ama: "You're not the one I'm looking for, but if you're going to get in my way..."
Shining construct chains burst from the ground around Frumpkin.
... They don't actually restrict movement, but they sure impart mental suggestions!
Ama: "There's nothing for it, then."
... Ama's silhouette ripples and she rushes forward with a punch delivered at Bren's sternum.
Chaos Team
Given that she doesn't actually know them, Daydre just gives the twins a thumbs up.
Daydre: "Cool!"
... Without another word she runs off, tossing flyers about the premises with wild abandon.
.......... Rowan is watching her don't worry
off the shits
Dunsparce Cloud
Stormchaser
Brie: Aha! Come on, Kai, let's have a dogfight.
-she tugs Kai along, diving straight out of the ship-
-and onto Atlantis-
Brie: Come out, come out! It'd be rude to leave us hanging!
Base
-Ever paces along. They haven't really joined a team, per se, and they're not doing much. Just curious-
Templar: Hey. Don't move.
Ever: -stops-
Templar: ...Do I know you?
Ever: ...Did I ever trap you in a clothing store?
Templar: I— yeah. As you can see, I got out.
Ever: Well, everyone makes mistakes.
Templar: We don't. It's kind of the whole point.
Ever: But you're here in my way. What am I supposed to call that?
Templar: ...
Ever: Do you have a name? Uh...fancy title? Do you all have those, or is that just for the big shots?
Templar: Sienna, but we get the titles for achievement. I plan on earning mine today.
Ever: Ah. I hope you didn't bet anything on it.
Sienna: Molybdenum told me about you. Said all I really needed to do was thi—
Ever: -raises eyebrows-
Sienna: ...What is in your head?
Ever: Ghosts. Lots. Will you let me by?
Sienna: Don't think so. If that won't work—
Ever: Powder Snow, Nitro.
-Nitro flicks a hand at Sienna, flash-freezing her-
Ever: Think about what you've done. Give me a call if you ever decide you have something better to do than be called Sienna the Frostbitten for the rest of your life.
-they trudge on-
Assault Team
Apple-A-Day: I guess I just expected to have seen someone by now.
Percy: Just...keep an eye out.
-she looks more alert than anyone has ever seen her-
Apple-A-Day: Are you okay? You haven't sent out a Pokemon—
Percy: I don't need one just now. I do wish you had a Dark-type.
Apple-A-Day: Deino are...really hard to catch? Loha resists Psychic though.
Percy: That'll have to be enough.
-she shudders-
I hate being here.
???: Oh! I hear someone!
-footsteps-
-Percy readies herself-
???: Hi! Oh, wow, gods, I'm sorry, I've been— haha, wow. I've been looking everywhere for someone to fight.
-a Templar hurries around the corner. She's very short as Templars go, with fine, straight hair and somewhat overlarge eyes-
-Percy's eye widens, and she puts herself in between Apple-A-Day and— -
Percy: Meredith.
Meredith: I— Percy? Oh, Bren told me you were still alive! And me not believing him. This is a surprise.
Percy: ...
Meredith: That's wonderful. And I heard that you've improved so much. You were holding out on us the whole time, weren't you?
Percy: Not the whole time.
Meredith: Well, you're welcome back.
-Percy tenses-
Apple-A-Day: She's not going anywhere with you.
Meredith: Oh! You have a friend? Hi, hon, I'm Meredith. The Pelagos, but you can call me Meredith or Merry.
Apple-A-Day: Uh, I think that might get confusing.
Meredith: Meredith is just fine, then.
-she smiles-
But you are confused, you're right. Percy is ours.
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
Fwomph
The Hamlet, The Chromatic Path
The trees seem to be more snarled as you chase the laughter down the path; like the branches are grasping limbs frozen in time by their sudden change into crystal-studded wood. There's a smell of smoke that clings to everything but no sign of fire, just the harsh orange light coming off the formerly blue crystals. You wheel around a corner in the path and there at the far end of this stretch of road is...
He stands there, turned to the side but unmistakeable: long black coat with the collar popped to cover his face, black fedora pushed low to the same effect. You catch a glint and the sound of a coin being flipped is almost deafening before the figure catches it and wanders further on around a blind corner.
Lavender Tower
Yeah, elevator works. Though... If anyone's got any fliers maybe we should have half the team doing an exterior ascent.
-Gale shrugs-
Otherwise I'm not sure we can all fit in the elevator, especially in a battle-ready state.
PEFE Testing Bunker
Well, a few hearty meals and solid sleep should fix that right up. I think the problem though is the one I've kind of noticed when you use your Aura normally: You treat it like a solid slamming force even when the situation calls for dexterity.
-Gale demonstrates by summoning a little bit of obscuric ink and does some kinetic flow juggling with it-
I think learning how to finesse your Aura would do you a lot of good.
School Comms Relay
Alright, let's kick it. Skeleton Key, you got an in on the School comms?
/Duck/: >Hooked in, can stream at any time.
Good. Max your volume and let's jukebox it.
/Duck/: >Are you sure?
Oh definitely. Anyways! Lemme just give a call on our own comms while that causes chaos.
-Given no one in the room is on the School's comms, they likely don't hear anything as the Nightingale slips outside to watch and call up Tagg-
Hey Tagg, low priority but got any insights on doing a Dynamax out here? I want to let my big dino from our fight just patrol a bit and be a generally intimidating defensive presence.
Meanwhile, Inside the School Base
-Earpieces belonging to School forces in here are flooded with the first of many, many loops-
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
School Base, Assault Team B
Hoops turns left, then right, as they run through this hideout.
"Not to be rude or anything," they call back to Mitchell and Ingrid. "But this isn't really a social event. Maybe focus more on the fight happening all around us rather than catching up."
As if to punctuate the point, they skid around the corner and slam into a templar, who doesn't even have time to shout before she is slammed into a wall by the force of the impact. Hoops barely pays them any mind, just continuing to run.
Scientist: "Worth a shot if nothing else!"
Maggie is holding tight around the central communications area, getting out some Max Ethers for Bobbery and Pa-Patch so they can keep blowing the Icy Wing.
Maggie: "Okay, holding them off seems to be going well... Probably gonna have to change tactics if someone who can Deal with ice shows up but-"
Slightly gets knocked into the area, definitely burned, while a Templar exuding a lot of body heat appears with a Houndoom beside him.
Templar: "Damien the Furnace, at your service. Thought this place could use a little warming up."
Pa-Patch: <Y' had t' jinx us, didn't ya?>
Maggie: "...Well, guess I can work with that."
Se returns the unconscious Slightly and Pa-Patch and sends out Chum and Slliuq, getting ready to battle.
A confetti bomb goes off in the middle of the group and after it fades, a Dragon Tamer and Fraxure appear in the middle of it. Coming from the Stormchaser if people were noticeable enough to tell that.
Hae-Won: "Hey! Here to hopefully spread some chaos and encourage some people to rethink their life choices!"
Akravator: <Yeah! I am freezing my ass off but I am pumped!>
Hae-Won looks to Daydre.
Hae-Won: "Nice cape, by the way."
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
Silas exhaled. "Right... right... I should rest."
Roxy nodded. "Uh yeah... get yourself some food."
Silas looked to Gale. "It may be a lot to ask, but... could I trouble you for some of that famous Gale cooking? I don't think I'm in any condition to cook myself anything at the moment," he asked with a weak smile.
Rory grinned, unbothered. "Really Circe? Wanna play it that way?"
He drew the sword and gave the hilt a rev, flames igniting across the blade, tossing out two pokeballs before him. Out popped a black and grey Lucario with a bandana cloth across its left eye. The other last was a Pangoro wearing a pair of glasses.
~This who we're fighting?~ Raiden asked. ~Well alright then.~
<Gonna make the mother of all omelets here, can't fret over every egg!> the Pangoro responded.
As the team entered further, the hallway would give way to what appeared to be a massive industrial zone. Glowing green glass tanks lined the walls, reports and computers everywhere. For those familiar with the company Team Asimov, what appeared to be stolen Aeropods were hanging up, gutted of internal mechanisms. Dark hallways elsewhere lead the way.
"So, you made it."
Standing at the very top of this large area was a Templar in a black and red outfit, cape billowing dramatically. This had to be Gabriel, he looked down upon the intruders.
"You've made it quite far, but safe to say it's all for naught. I will give you this one chance to turn around and run, what do you have to trust me? You don't, but let that honesty be clear."
He smirked. "You'd make fantastic spare parts if you wish to press."
No voice to cry suffering
School, Megan
-Aerusil the Actuary is having a good day-
-Dr. McLeery got his arm broken, which she'll laugh about later-
-and all the way here, up in the "boonies", she gets to dismantle another arrogant Trainer, letting their pets fight for them-
Subject 42-M(?): Go.
-like a little cloud of Mist will let them take Templar managed by her on-
-Aerusil knows—even Champions fold the same as anyone else-
-she pokes Delphine, Kylre, Nacre telepathically, rousing them from their stupor-
-but there's a full sounding of the inside of the cloud, a dissection of the fear effect—from the Vaporeon, a basic flinch when she's the target of aggression—and Bright Powder flashbangs telekinetically caught before they can finish falling from the sky-
-easy-
-simple-
Aerusil: -reaching out- ~Aerusil, taking over. You are now Squad Delta. Squad Gamma. Advance into the pit, take these coordinates, and crush her.~
-long enough for Nacre the Spike to drop a nice two-ton slab of the roof on this poser-
-Aerusil thickens atmosphere, the better to listen to her target speak…-
Subject 42-M: Arctos. Ventus. Fracture. Closure.
-gratifying nonsense-
-then the Templar reach the cloud and drop from contact-
Aerusil: -...tapping her temple- ~Respond—~
-limp forms burst out and slam against the walls, trailing…condensation?-
-then against other walls-
Aerusil: …
-well, their masks are filtered for poison, their armor reinforced against blunt trauma…-
-she spares a few milliseconds watching that one guy she never liked eat shit, and gets serious-
Aerusil: Forget it. Tet, pen them off. Blow back the Mist, break their cohesion, we pick them apart.
-her friend's usual acerbic response comes as…heavy breathing?-
Aerusil: -turning- …Tetra?
-and focus dwindling, eyes glassy, breath fogging in the lab's warm interior-
Tetra: -trembling- Is—is it cold, Ae? The—hole in the roof? Should it be this—
-Tetra's constructs don't break—don't rot away under a little damp, whatever her lying eyes tell her-
Tetra: —ghk—,
-when someone's punched in the gut, the Aura shouldn't scythe from their body-
Aerusil: —
Subject 42-M: -suddenly there- Hellebore.
-Templar aren't flung like yesterday's discards-
-no one fighting Templar should be smiling-
-a horrible screech reduces attacks to glitter and light, ruining colleagues' focus all around the rim-
-but not hers-
Aerusil: -backing away- …
-analyze, dammit-
-what sort of Psychic is this, to wield that disgusting…-
-...no Auric affinity-
-the…thing strikes its trident on the floor, that horrible scrape sounding again-
-it points, and water drowns; hums, and eardrums split-
-the other shapes in the fog drag the fog to it-
-and Aerusil sees it in their motions, decimating what's left of Gamma:-
-"the Aqua Blade counters any attack the Empoleon survives"-
-"the Mist goes where it wills"-
-easily resolved-
-in the accelerated frame of her mind, she locks onto its exposed eye-
Aerusil: -drawing breath into a bullet, inhaling-
-the human-shaped thing turns on Aerusil in a flash: indigo eyes, a feral lunge, a fanged rictus, and—-
-ally blue and enemy red mix in Megan to highlight her a lovely shade of purple-
School, Assault Team
Hiro: -listening to Chiyo- Hm.
-he activates his Truesight, observing Tagg observing the base—then turns his gaze on the building as a whole, building off what he saw him see-
Hiro: -mild- The blank bodies wouldn't be my primary concern.
-he scans the three segments the assault team's apportioned into, the presences Tagg indicates, and the spread of Trojan's soul through the School's electronics-
Hiro: -aglow- I'll get the auxiliary data stores. Trojan has the network well in hand.
-and he walks off like someone who's been fighting the School, slightly successfully, mostly alone, for well over a decade-
-airgapped computers-
-Technical Memory disks, black box archives, paper records-
-cold storage for data no one needs to access but no one wants to lose is rampant in any major enterprise, doubly so for any bureaucracy, and is by design one of the most easily forgotten aspects of any data forest to anyone except those running the backups-
Hiro: And they always put them at these intersections.
-he's looking at a blank stretch of wall on a featureless block-
-the School's own blueprints list this as a structural element, sufficiently reinforced to keep the building standing but no more-
-and of course, this is a lie-
Hiro: It remains deeply funny the lengths they will go to to ensure data is lost.
-so long as the facility retains a Teleporter, or matter-warper, no-one needs to remember a passcode or passkey—the powers the School alone designs serve as the lock-
-Hiro hopes this facility's was in the trail of prone forms behind him-
Iason the Grepher: -spitting ash, struggling up the wall- ...you'll...pay for that, you son of a bitch. Do you know the kind of monster you are?
Hiro: How many people have you terminated in the last quarter?
Iason the Grepher: Is that what you think's most important, right—
-Hiro strikes him in the chest with a fire bolt and, pointedly, continues his study-
-compared to the labs, these areas are so boring that any attacker would be forgiven for missing them while leveling the base-
Hiro: ...Parfait, make a hole.
-secure line, assault to base-
Curry: <Howdy howdy.> =:3
Addie: <Mission Control speaking.>
Hearthome Apartment
-Rhoda almost scoffs at what was almost a tiny victory-
Rhoda: -to Tellurium, as she goes- ~Will being better than me save you when mommy doesn't love you any more?~
-the woman she's become gets a thrill at the thought of getting the last word-
-...-
Rhoda: -eyes fluttering shut- ~...start with Lydia in 32B. She'll poke her head in with a casserole if you don't stop her.~
-the end of her life is a series of disappointments, it seems-
-she opens her sightless eyes to face the end-
Rhoda: -cough, through lungs bleeding from her own Psychic Fangs- Gghhllad you apppreciate it.
Better to let it die with us than let you have it.
(-she thinks. Haru's thoughts turn, of all places, to the handpainted mugs he heard shatter, and his hyperventilation gains a hitch-)
~Be still, love.~
-he stifles the noise slightly more successfully-
Haru: It's—Haru. And R—
Rhoda: ~She doesn't care.~
-if Adelinde's looking through his mind—he's not the brightest bulb in the batch, nor the sturdiest shield in the armory—behind the offense is just an earnest sort of bafflement-
Haru: I-I-I—
-Rhoda makes another concession to reality-
-defiance aside, she places her telepathic hand on the near lobe of his mind, quelling the 'freeze' impulse that might wear through Adelinde's patience-
Haru: This is a far better life than I would have led otherwise.
-this shabby, lived-in apartment; their Pokémon, sub-tier, bleeding for unconditional love; their significance nil, save to their friends and to each other-
Haru: I am—I was—
We were happy.
-he doesn't understand how she can't understand that-
Rhoda: -cough- ...I found—people like me. And felt more—complete, than failing to fulfill my "purpose" would have done.
-the bitterness, and woe, fade just a little-
Rhoda: -almost wry- I'm off—design specs. Better served elsewhere.
-she sets Rhodium aside, and lets Rhoda come to the fore-
Rhoda: ...those specs are—an abomination.
They're—so wasteful. Throwing all but—one design—away? Like the premise—can't be flawed. Like the goal—must be worth it. Worth—us. You.
-rasp, shaking- I've lived a life—to my own design. To spec—ifications, that I choose. In my—own way. For my—own reasons. I've lived...
-the bubble of reminiscence gives to stark reality, mood sinking from pelagic to abyssal-
Rhoda: ...why? Why are you—doing this?
-coughing blood- What could—you possibly—gain from this...? When it would—have ended! When you would have—discarded me—anyway!
-she knows—she knew. having seen otherwise, the very thought is offensive-
-despite herself, in various ways, she's been a model Schoolchild—she never led any revolts on the Campus, never spread seditious thought, survived and learned and explored applications of her power her creators never dreamed of-
-and she was dying, on schedule-
-her mind, screaming- What do you gain from ending this life that's done nothing to you!
Edited by Asterisk395 on Oct 1st 2022 at 3:38:35 AM
No mind to think. No will to break.
Flying Colors
School Safehouse — Firefox (ft. Ice Fox)
-Frumpkin's fur raises on end as he is Imprisoned. Bren takes the punch to the sternum, but it hits a notably harder surface than the fabric of his coat might suggest. At the point of impact, a plume of flame erupts against Ama's fist, crackling like fireworks.-
Bren: Tagg is an adept Auric for one with hedge training, no doubt. And the truant Iridium he associates with has been a thorn in the School's side for a very long time. But I try not to act on my cohorts' personal grudges, and I don't need to dig into your memories to tell you have a much longer history than them.
-With a flick of Frumpkin's tail, plant life breaks through the tile floor with plantlike intent to trip Ama up.-
Bren: And it has always disapponted me when capable fighters devalue their own worth.
-Another gout of flame swirls around Hellebore.-
School Safehouse — Exterior
-Surprise, it's Nitrogen! Flying around the Stormchaser's exterior on Grieve's back, slashing at the airship with Dragon Claws and throwing off its aim with her Delta Stream.-
-Another squall of wind rocks the Stormchaser, before Nitrogen turns their attention toward Brie and Kai on Atlantis's back.-
Nitrogen: -scowls- Of course.
Kai: Surprise! My girlfriend's here and we're gonna kick your ass together this time!
-They send out Onabarrak, who is less disturbed by the wind than Spectrum was last time.-
Onabarrak: <You must be the Phantom.>
Nitrogen: Grr... Beck, deal with the Golurk!
Beck, Apparently: <With pleasure!>
-An indigo-scaled, green-winged Charizard sweeps up from the other side of the airship, and rakes Onabarrak with a Shadow Claw.-
Onabarrak: <Ah. Ow.>
Kai: Now, that's just rude. Let's slow them down!
Onabarrak: <Gladly.>
-Obscura in Onabarrak's hand solidifies into dark Luminite crystals, and he flies up and drops them into Beck's back. Beck screeches and staggers in the air.-
Edited by BittersweetNSour on Sep 29th 2022 at 11:08:50 AM
Some Rando
Vs. Gabriel
Kamui said nothing, just drawing a Great Ball from her pocket and watching as Sylveon landed, a shimmering Light Screen in front of the party.
"Try me," Kamui spat, her Drought activating, as she aimed it towards Gabriel, her tails bristling, fire in the palm of her hand.
En Route To Brad
Kendall reached for his pocket, and his headphones as his Blaziken landed beside him.
"Hold nothing back, Roy."
<You as well!> He chirped as orange light enveloped Kendall’s headphones and Roy, the Mega Blaziken smirking with fire emanating from him.
Beside him, Helmsman and Magnavox landed, the oversized Metagross roaring incomprehensibly.
A white hand reached up, Pyukumuku holding onto her friend’s head with Helping Hand.
Kendall held his headphones to his ears with one hand, the other held up as Obscura whirled around it, his hand going from its normal tone to jet black.
Edited by AbsentCoder on Sep 29th 2022 at 9:05:53 AM
[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]
Person, or Idea?
Mitchell listens to the villainous speech the caped figure says, covering his eyes with his left hand as he does so. He's too terrified by the figure's presence to coherently prepare a retort, so when the figure finishes their speech, Mitchell replies with the first thing that comes to mind.
"Spare parts?" Mitchell asks. "Us? The heck are you talking about?"
<I've got a bad feeling about this,> Chris says, mustering up all the mental fortitude she has.
Gav, meanwhile, has an idea. He slips into whatever shadows are present in the industrial zone, seeking out any power outlets for the various active devices nearby.
Priest of the Temple of Syrinx
School Raid- Leadup to Brad
Caboose hadn't gotten the memo- and the second he saw Kendall send out Roy and reach for his headphones...
<Coming out of my cage— awww...! I wanted to hear you guys sing something!>
<I think he's doing just fine,> Walter assured him.
Braker, meanwhile, stared over at Kendall and Roy for a few moments, then pulled out his massive Mega Camera.
"As I thought. So you did abandon the practice," he mused. "A shame; I was looking forward to another round of 'guess the song and the next lyric.' And yet... I suppose now's not the time."
He sent out Heracles, who had his Heracrossite already on him.
"Bindi... go for it. Prepare yourself for when the commander arrives."
<Will do!> said Bindi, promptly turning her hand-tails into coil springs and bouncing into the air.
Braker nodded, then immediately sent out Serkis, Romea, and Chernobog.
The last one of which was probably bigger than Magnavox.
He motioned for Heracles to hold up his Heracrossite, which he did, then inserted his Key Stone into the giant Mega Camera. Soon afterwards, he turned to face Serkis, Romea, and Chernobog.
"Alright, you three. When the time comes and the commander gets here... Serkis, use Water Shuriken," he said. "Romea, Crush Claw. Chernobog, Anchor Shot."
The three mons nodded, preparing themselves.
Stormchaser Raid- vs. Gabe
<It's time, General—>
And then he noticed Kamui.
<Ah, hello there,> he said. <Shall we take down this enemy together, then?>
And then he noticed Sylveon.
<I see you've already started up on the defensive end,> he said.
Edited by OPALGARNET16 on Sep 29th 2022 at 5:32:59 AM
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Circhester's Safe House Hallway vs. Ananpi and the Phantom Bois
Circhester: Well, aren't we snarky. Banter isn't really the School child's strong suit. You were bred to be submissive and docile, like livestock. It's not in your genetic destiny to come with cutting one-liners like some tights-wearing do-gooder from out of a Miracle Comics cash grab. I've heard better jokes from Pagliacci the Humorless.
Everyone can probably sense, despite Circhester not even being physically there in the hall, that this was clearly based on one of his experiences.
Ciara: Didn't we liquidate him for insolence?
Igor: Why did we call him that? He was actually pretty funny.
Circhester: Indeed. I do believe Cancel Culture has started invading even our organization. Why haven't we weaponized it?
As their employer continues to gloat, the Templars are holding a mental conversation.
Ciara, mentally: ~I know your concerns, Igor. He's lying to you. Trying to mess with your head. You know how it is.~
Igor: ~Why would another Pokémon lie like that?~
Ciara: ~To throw off off any of the Pokémon fighting them, of course.~
Igor: ~If you really wanted them to shut up, you'd have squashed them while they were still in front of you.~
Ciara: ~There is time for butt-whoopin' soon, my shape-shifting comrade in arms. But first, how about we let the Doctor get a few more lines in..~
Igor: ~Alright then, if that's the way you want it.~
He opens his mouth with a sly expression on his face.
Igor: After you.
Ciara: Way ahead of you.
With a swift twirl, the gardevoir lunges and fires a moonbeam at Ananpi. Meanwhile, Ciara telepathically summons a metal pole and begins casting an energy ball in their hands.
Ciara: Oh, he of little faith.
Igor: Show off. Let's see you try to fend off the type disadvantage.
Ciara: And I thought you might relish a challenge?
Igor: Oh, don't worry, I do.
Igor lets out a second pokémon, a Duskull.
Ciara: Don't we have anything else?
Igor: 108, take out the galvantula. I've had about enough arachnid-themed anything for one lifetime. Adam, take out the Lucario.
The two ghosts did as they're told. 108 does a shadow sneak at Ananpi, while Adam makes a beedrill-line for Raiden with a hammer arm
Ciara: Amora, take care of the Pangoro once you're done with the galvantula.
The gardevoir obliged, firing what appears to be a moonblast at the pangoro.
The Phantoms might sense some reluctance in Ciara, one that they're not letting slip easily. What they will notice is that the gardevoir was pulling their punches, though the attacks at Ananpi were very much real.
They nod at the Phantoms, pointing their head rather subtly at the preoccupied Igor.
Ciara: What of it, boys? Let's make this look good; I've a reputation to uphold.
Edited by MasterJayAM on Mar 14th 2023 at 4:22:27 PM
School Raid - Gabriel
Hoops doesn't even bother replying to Gabriel's villain speech at first. Instead, they bend their knees and wrap bandages around themself in a spring shape. They unbend their legs, and the bandages with them, launching themself into the air. They land on the top of one of the machines and jump again, moving to another one.
They make their way quickly towards the area where Gabriel stands, their eyes glowing red, and Kec holding onto their shoulder for dear life.
"I won't even leave spare parts behind when I finish with you," they say under their breath.
Priest of the Temple of Syrinx
Vs. Dr. Circhester
Ananpi, in response, jumped away from every single attack.
<Hee-hee~!> he said. <Missed me, chuu~!>
He promptly focused on the Duskull, then immediately came down from the sky and landed on him.
After this, he promptly hopped back down to the floor.
<Well, since everyone's trying to get me, what say you we get all of them?>
note
<That's what I thought.>
And with that said, he began to shoot out Electrowebs- at almost every mon on Circhester's side (save for the Golurk).
note
<Leave that to them, chuu~!>
Edited by OPALGARNET16 on Sep 30th 2022 at 4:52:28 AM
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chaos catby with a flannel shirt addiction
Stormchaser medbay, past
Micro: ~What thing in my- Oh, right, I forgot about that. I guess it should probably come out.~
A Wigglytuff walks into the room. They notice Chase and stop in their tracks.
Wigglytuff: <Holy Mew, what happened this time?!>
They run over to Chase's bed and start wheeling it deeper into the medbay.
Wigglytuff: <Heads up guys, we've got another one! When will these guys learn to stop almost dying?>
Micro: ~I hope they'll be okay...~
Chaos team
Hazel is here, along with a bag full of books, dvds and some other equipment. They look very excited.
Hazel: I bought some stuff so possibly the kids can get some more exposure to the real world. Or a morale boost, I guess. It helped a lot where I'm from. I can't believe I'm doing a raid with the actual j-team!
Evo arrives, Florence is following them.
Evo: <Here we are! Told you I'd find them! I know all my old volunteers too well.>
Florence: Yeah, hi. So when are we going to go spray stuff all over this school base place?
I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.
Dunsparce Cloud
Hearthome, Apartment
Tellurium: ...
Has so far. Thanks for the info.
-she ushers Lutetium along, talking to him as she goes-
-Adelinde doesn't notice or doesn't comment on the psychic conversation-
-she listens, very seriously, to Rhoda and Haru, and stays silent for a while when she finishes-
Adelinde: Happy.
-she turns the word over in her head. If you look closely, or are psychic, you can actually see the gears shifting-
I see. Bren said something similar to me once. That by constraining you, liquidating you, we lost something. But that's Bren for you. We Templars all find our proteges...Bren picks the confused. The rejects. The wayward Phantoms. He likes to think that there's something in them that he can bring out.
School Safehouse, Skies
-Brie looks perturbed for a moment-
-and then that gives way to the biggest, most shit-eating Memito smile-
Brie: ...Kai! Kai Kai Kai we get to fight in a Delta Stream!
-she lets out a bark of laughter, ponytail flapping wildly-
Some of these schoolkids have the coolest powers.
I'm going to do something stupid! Stay on Atlantis!
Atlantis: <Hold on, I don't think this is a very good—>
-and without further explanation, Brie slides sideways and off-
-rising from under Atlantis on Halcyon's back-
Brie: Hey! Hey Schoolkid! Come get some!
-she snaps her fingers, and the direction of the wind shifts, supporting the Stormchaser again-
Hearthome, Apartment
Adelinde: But it's so...pointless, to me. You can't separate a creation from its creator. We are made with purpose. A failure will always be a failure.
School Safehouse
Apple-A-Day: I'll clarify. I'm not letting you take her.
Meredith: Oh, dear.
-she frowns a bit, which looks funny on her face-
Meredith: I guess I should clarify, too.
-she blinks, and her eyes turn blue-
Meredith: (melodic) You can't stop me.
-Apple-A-Day stands at attention-
-their costume covers all skin, so their expression of pain and the bruises rapidly forming on their joints are not visible-
-but Percy can picture it pretty well-
Percy: ...
-there's too much obscura running through her system for Meredith to paralyze her the same way, but nonetheless she's frozen in place-
Meredith: Percy, nobody hates this more than me. But if there's something holding you back...obviously I have to get rid of it. I don't want you to go to waste.
Percy: ...
Meredith: You'll feel better after.
Percy: You don't know the first fucking thing about how I feel.
-and she fires a bolt of lightning at Meredith-
Hearthome Apartment
Adelinde: And a success will, in the end, succeed. I've raised and trained two of the most powerful, dedicated graduates in the School. I'll keep doing it.
Apartment building, elsewhere
-Tellurium and Lutetium walk the halls, Tellurium providing lessons on the creation of basic SEP fields-
Lutetium: ...Are you alright? You look hurt.
Tellurium: I'm fine.
Lutetium: You didn't let the truant get to you, did you? She's just envious.
Tellurium: Yeah. Good kid.
School Safehouse, Ever Route
Ever: Where do you suppose Molly is? Canoodling with Pef?
Misery: <I hate that you felt the need to use the word canoodling there.>
Ever: Eh.
Hearthome Apartment
Adelinde: I guess the issue here is that your presupposition is incorrect. You have done something to me. You and every other truant. You give people the— false, pointless— idea that there's something else. Something besides us.
Without your weakness, your cowardice, we're stronger. We're united.
School Safehouse, Ever Route, wake
Sienna the Frostbitten: ...This sucks.
Hearthome Apartment
Adelinde: All we have is our strength. That's the only thing that matters. Every one— every one of us can be grist for the mill, and it's that strength that keeps us out of it. When you betray us, when you create a weak link in the chains of life that bind us all together, for the sake of your happiness? You weaken everyone.
So I hunt you down, and I reforge the chain without you. I pick my students and I raise them up to be better. When we reach perfection, and we will— it'll be me and my students standing there.
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
Meet The New Boss
School Assault
Advance Team
Alex: "Tagg knows many things!"
Owen: "...Yes."
Assault Team
-Eventually the Assault Hero Squad and the Assault Villain Squad meet-
Coil: "...Victor."
Iris: "So it really is you."
Jade: "You guys know him?"
Neon: "...He created us."
Pavo: ~Including me.~
Maurice: "And me too. We're all his mad science kids."
Victor: "What a reunion!"
Jade: Doesn't seem like a happy one...
Pavo: ~Stop talking. I wish to prove my superiority to my siblings.~
Maurice: "If you're going to say "no offense Maurice," too late."
-Pavo does not in fact say this-
"Okay cool goot to know."
Coil: "....Let's go then."
Iris: "You're not taking us back."
Neon: "...Let's get this over with."
-Everyone sends out at least one Pokemon except for Pavo (Melia stays secure on their shoulder)-
-A brawl commences!-
CHAOS TEAM
-Jared, Locke, and their mons are spraying "REJECT THE SCHOOL, EMBRACE [NICK CAGE]" on the walls-
Locke: "...Are you sure this is an ideal message to send?"
Jared: "Of course it is dude!"
Steely Dan: <I see no objections!>
-Jared moves further down-
Salvador: <...Some intervention might be necessary.>
-Locke nods and starts adding "& the J-Team" to the messages-
Pastoria City
Horatio: "Thank you for the assistance!"
-he picks up the Goomy-
"I'm going to call you Gwendolyne."
Gwendolyne: <A fitting moniker I suppose...>
Horatio: "Oh! Scientist, I did not ask your name."
Snowpoint Temple
Merlin: I'm not really for graverobbing unless-
Fou: <Wait. These aren't graves. They're... Dens.>
???: <You catch on quick.>
-A good amount of Hisuian Zoruark and Zorua, lead by a very large Zoroark with glowing red eyes, emerge from the dens-
Alpha Hisuian Zoroark: <You all better give a good reason for being here or we'll have to take... Drastic measures.>
Lavender Town
Jackie: "Eh, we can all probably cram in there."
Contact Me!
Maggie: "Oh! Yeah, it's Maggie."
Chum Aqua Jets towards the Houndoom who leaps out of the way but gets whacked in return by an Aqua Tail from Slliuq.
Damien in turn goes for Maggie.
Damien: "Well, what have we here, someone who can't fight on their own."
Maggie: "I wouldn't say Can't. Bobbery, Rain Dance!"
Bobbery: <On it, captain!>
The Walrein flops around, causing it to start raining in the building while Maggie backs up and grabs a loose pipe.
Damien: "...Two can play at that game. Houndoom!"
The Houndoom bounds away from the fish Pokémon and howls, causing sunlight to stream through and the clouds to part.
Maggie grits er teeth and tries to hit Damien in the kneecap with the pipe. He moves so it hits him in the shin.
Damien: "Ngh, that's the best you'll get..."
Maggie tries to swing again but this time he catches the pipe in his hand and steam begins to rise off the pipe. Maggie feels the heat coming in and quickly lets go and rushes to get some more distance.
Maggie: "Bobbery! Cool the pipe off!"
Bobbery blasts a Water Pulse and the pipe steams from the cool hitting the hot.
Damien: "Just gonna keep going in circles, aren't we? Not gonna stop me."
He summons a flame from his fist and blasts it at Maggie, hitting and singing er shoulder, which causes er to grab it in pain.
Akravator pops out from behind a corner and looks around, then gives a thumbs up.
Akravator: <All clear! Just a block of ice!>
Hae-Won comes in and starts shaking up a can of spray paint.
Hae-Won: "Thanks, Akravator! Now what to do..."
She begins spray painting before Akravator takes a closer look at the block of ice and sees Sienna.
Akravator: <Hey, Hae-Won! There's someone inside!>
Hae-Won stops the spray painting and sees Sienna.
Hae-Won: "Oh, shit, that looks like a Templar!"
The two pause for a bit, look at each other, and seeing Sienna not moving, Hae-Won abandons the initial spot and begins painting a Cool S in a spot on the wall directly in Sienna's field of vision.
Edited by CorvusAtrox on Sep 29th 2022 at 3:42:01 AM
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
The Wanderer
Advance Team
Zee: -To the others- Maggie's been gone for... a pretty long time.
-Clutching her axe-
I'll go check.
-And starts walking in what she's pretty sure was the direction Maggie went-
Assault Team
-Getting the call from Gale right as the last of the enemy Templars is being mopped up from the attacks fired and I'm gathering the things they were attempting to destroy-
Dynamaxing outside Galar? Well, Calyrex's Dynamaxing is blue from what they told me so I suspect they use their own power to bend space. I also believe the people running Pasio imported a shitload of Galar particles in order to facilitate Dynamaxing, but I think that might be a bit hard to do on a budget. But if anyone could pull that one off, I'm sure it'd be you.
Luxray: <Come on Tagg, enough theorizing, I can smell... something behind that barricaded door.>
Rampardos?
Rampardos: -Casually obliterates the door with a headbutt, revealing a courtyard-
Chiyo: -Walking forward- Careful, he could be anywhere.
-Stops in place-
Something's up.
-And immediately deflects what appears to be energy bolts aimed from above with a barrier, as I do the same with a sword construct-
Brad: -Appearing from behind a pillar on the upper level- Iridium, long time no see.
Chiyo: -Glaring up- Brad.
-Eyebrow raise-
You know this Templar Chiyo?
Brad: -Gesticulating with his hands while pacing around- Oh, she didn't tell you, did she? Well I guess I can't be too surprised.
-With a wicked smirk-
Her and I go way back, back to the Poni facility. I was one of the Templars assigned there, watching over her and all her little friends by orders of the Doc. You remember him, right Iridium? Old man's still alive, you know.
Chiyo: -Gritting her teeth- I'm not surprised, people like him always survive.
Brad: How'd it go again? Gallium, who tore himself apart during your escape? Boron, who little miss rainbow right here killed? Gotta admit that was pretty inspired on the School's part.
Chiyo: -Agitated- Shut up.
Brad: Can't forget Curium, who our sources tell us died of that nasty GI cancer. Shame we couldn't get her template though, but them's the breaks.
Chiyo: -More forcefully- Shut up.
Brad: Was that Xenon I saw on the cameras earlier?
-Laughing-
Guess that explains what happened to her. Osmium? Pretty sure he's dead, unless he's even better at faking death than you are. Fuck if anyone knows where Chlorine is, but we'll track her down eventually.
Finally, little Iridium here. Fought her once, and well, that's why I look like this now.
Do you have anything else to say, Templar?
Brad: Just this.
-Pulling out what appear to be laser pistols with Psychic Gems embedded in them-
You, Queen of the Truants here, these two... people you dragged here with you. Your time... is up! And when I'm done here, I'm gonna hunt down all that's left of your little truant friends, starting with Xenon since she's right here. You think you're some do-gooders here to save the day? As if! The good Doc will have his templates once I'm done paying you back for my eye.
Chiyo: Funny...
-Barriers lighting aflame to match the figurative ones in Chiyo's eyes-
I was thinking the same thing Brad, about time being up that is. Tagg, everyone, get ready.
Brad: -Jumps off the ledge and immediately starts shooting down at the group-
Chaos Team
Doc: -Spraying J's behind Daydre-
Thresher: -Climbing on the ceiling- <You hear anything new?>
Doc: -Unfurling his ears- <Tagg and Chiyo have entered combat with the base's commander, honestly everyone's fighting someone, but I think I also hear something... else. Hard to say what it is though.>
Edited by rmctagg09 on May 3rd 2023 at 6:43:59 AM
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
???
Myo: [Holy shit. You seeing this, Tanya?]
Tanya: No, dipshit, I'm outside the base. And don't make me ask.
Myo: [We got Phantoms.]
Tanya: ... Phantoms, huh?
Myo: [Do I go for 'em?]
Tanya: ... Hm. Gimme a sec.
-Tanya puts down the headset and thinks. With her perception filter, it'd be a cinch for Myo to isolate one of the high-value targets and get rid of them here and now.-
-If.-
-If they didn't have a history of slipping nooses at every turn.-
-The direct approach would never work here.-
Tanya: Mark 'em, but don't move on 'em.
Myo: [Oh, come on! They're right there!]
Tanya: You remember the crazy bird guy. We had four confirmed kills on him before we realized the bullshit he could do. If we're gonna fight 'em, we're doing it on our turf, not theirs.
Myo: [Uh, this base is still ours, technically!]
Tanya: You know damn well what I mean.
Myo: [Right, right. Damn, putting us out to pasture but not letting us graze even a bit of grass...]
Tanya: Look, I ain't happy about it either, but the only one we're allowed to ignore procedure for is that one 074, and that's cuz she's got a confirmed kill on one of us.
Myo: [Wait, fuck, that actually happened?!]
Maxim: [I thought that was just a myth.]
Rudolph: [Honestly, I did, too...]
Nikolai: [Shut it. Keep comms clear. They're moving in deeper.]