Lumiose TS
Cleo is surrounded by too much cute.
I'm having to learn to pay the priceSinnoh
-Dune gives Dardenette a weird look before taking his walking staff back and storing it.-
Dune: Uh huh. Anyway, let's see if this old piece of machinery still works.
Deziree: It's made of that Deep Alloy stuff, so hopefully it still works. And hopefully who I can find some scraps of it to take home with me and smelt down.
-Pent nods and stands next to a lever on the floor-
All aboard, next floor: Blackreach
-Dardenette steps onto the elevator's plate-
Dardenette: #Under deep, below the dark. The hidden keep, Tower Mzark~#
edited 10th Mar '14 4:50:32 PM by Pentigan
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.-Pent flicks the lever and the ancient machinery grinds to life, the platform descending into the depths. Strangely, given how fast it appears to be going, there's no feeling of weightlessness that's usually associated with going down in a rapidly-descending elevator-
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.DS' hotel room, past
People were actually receptive to what I said, for the most part.
Hugging a Vanillite will give you frostbite.Lumiose, far past
Mega Kamella: -Starts firing off Dark Pulses at the Teddy-bot-
DS' hotel room, past
When do you think you'll be ready to see the others?
Hugging a Vanillite will give you frostbite.Given how fast and deep we're going, I think jumping under normal gravity would be disastrous...
Blackreach Northeast, Great Tower of Alftand
-The elevator comes to a full and complete stop at the bottom of it's shaft. Outside is a huge cavern, glowing fungus dots the landscape and a large orange globe can be seen in the distance above walls and towers of stone and metal-
Here we are, just need to find the Bardstone...
-He takes out his booklet again-
Right, where to go...
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.Lumiose, somewhere
-Ever is wandering around, Ephemera at his heels and Letter...-
-well...-
Letter: <To arms, young pack mule!>
Skiddo: -bleats at Letter-
Letter: -flails himself around crazily, the Skiddo casually ducking to avoid decapitation- <You laze about like a common Snorlax! Where is your patriotic pride?>
Skiddo: -shrugs, bleats-
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Lumiose City
-Psyche is glomped and lifted out of her chair by Spectrum-
edited 10th Mar '14 4:32:01 PM by Eskay64