Flying Colors
SS Mariah
-Though the mask doesn't show it, Rogue smiles as they clasp Nightingale's hand-
Rogue: Lead the way, Nightingale.
Fwomph
SS Mariah
-The shadows shudder, the thieves are gone-
Subwhere
Weightless but pressured, imperceptible dark yet knowingly roiling.
There is no temperature here, only that contained in your all too fragile cells.
And at the edge of perception, in senses only barely understood, you feel their presence.
Mortal eyes surrounded by black feathers, a single presence more... Divine.
You can't see your companion.
But you can feel something that emits an aura of dread grasping at the offered hand.
The ocean shudders.
Slateport City, a few blocks out from the docks
-The Nightingale and her passenger emerge from the shadows. Nightingale immediately finds a wall to lean against-
Ho boy, little more difficult to drag someone else along with me but it worked fine. Probably not a good idea to use more energy getting us a dual jaunt back to... Wherever is safe enough. You alright to make a journey solo?
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
Flying Colors
Slateport
-Rogue stumbles a bit as they get accustomed to the consecutive shifts.-
Rogue: ...Whoa. Ah, yes, I'll be... fine, alone. Well, not alone, but with Myra.
-They tap their helmet, and the screen shows a Rotom-color-palette thumbs-up emoji.-
Rogue: We'll see you again later, yeah? Or, the person behind the mask will. To debrief and take stock, and all.
Priest of the Temple of Syrinx
Glimwood Tangle
(Kim's Pokemon, the Morgrem and the Galarian Rapidash look on in disbelief.)
Morgrem: <T-they're evolving?! Is this some kind of a joke?!>
Galarian Rapidash: <I don't think it is...>
(Seconds later, the transformations begin.)
DOUBLE EVOLUTION SEQUENCE-- Toxel --> Toxtricity (Amped; Strummer) and Mareep --> Flaaffy (Grohl)
(Grohl's evolution is by far the shortest besides Peechee's. As Kim watches in awe, Grohl's entire body turns a bright pink, with his wool turning white. More wool grows off of the top of his head, but the rest of the wool on his body— save for the wool just above his front legs and around his neck— falls off, as if it is being sheared off by an invisible shearer. Seconds later, Grohl gets up onto his hind legs.)
(Strummer's evolution, by contrast, is far more drastic than any other evolution Kim has seen up to this point. Strummer's ears, as well as the spikes coming out of the sides of his head, jut out even farther, becoming far longer and sharper. His ears splay to the side a bit, and his face lengthens to become more reptilian. Strummer promptly stands up on his hind legs, and his arms, legs, and body stretch out and extend, making it look as though he has just gone through a hyper-fast growth spurt. His body also becomes much thinner and more defined, giving him a bit of muscle. His tail grows much longer and straighter, and his fingers extend and become far longer, while a thumb grows out of each hand. By contrast, his toes stay relatively stubby, but a third toe grows out of each foot. Short purple spikes grow out from both of Strummer's wrists, and Strummer's "diaper" splits, grows more spikes on it, and becomes a lot more pronounced, essentially turning into a belt of some kind. Six purple organs— simultaneously resembling poison sacs and a stylized butterfly— protrude out of Strummer's chest, and he delightfully strums them as if they are guitar strings. Finally, the small white lightning "wisp" on Strummer's head crackles and eventually fades out entirely— but what replaces it is far more incredible to behold. In a matter of mere seconds, a yellow electrical mohawk emerges from Strummer's head that stretches all the way down to his neck and glows a golden yellow.)
Post-Evolution Sequence
(The light snaps off mere seconds later, revealing the Pokemon's new forms— Strummer is now an Amped Toxtricity, and Grohl is now a Flaaffy. Kim and the rest of her Pokemon look on in a combination of shock and delight— Elton and Jagger especially cannot contain their excitement.)
Elton: (excitedly) <They EVOLVED—! Congratulations-!>
Geddy: <Whoa...>
Dio: <That is so cool...!>
Jagger: (beat, he pauses in shock for a few moments, then) <WHOOOOO-HOOOOOOO-!! YEAH-! This is SWEET! Looking good, Strums! Looking reeeeeeal good!>
(He laughs with delight. The newly-evolved Strummer, meanwhile, turns to face his Trainer and gives him a thumbs-up, which Kim reciprocates. She then turns back to her notebook and writes:)
AND JUST LIKE THAT, HE'S A FLAAFY NOW. WELL. THIS IS CERTAINLY SOMETHING I WAS NOT EXPECTING.
Mementos, Chromatic Path, A Dangerous Situation
MEANWHILE...
(At the same time, Kim immediately— and dramatically— whips off her 3D glasses— and together she and Ian both cry out the exact same word, at the exact same time as all of a sudden a surge of blue flames shoot out from the glasses.)
Kim and Ian: (in unison) PERSONA--!!!
(When the light dies down, the blue flames still remain, but floating over Ian's head is a figure that resembles a Ralts, but with purple hair, donning a white cape and holding in one hand a spear. Floating over Kim's head, meanwhile, is a Shiny Popplio carrying a trident— and looking far more regal and serious than Geddy ever did. Kim, meanwhile, blinks in utter disbelief, realizing what is happening.)
Kim: (to herself) Sweet Arceus... that... that's an Anima...
Shiny Popplio: Greetings, Kimberly... I am Triton...
Edited by OPALGARNET16 on Jul 19th 2022 at 7:31:55 AM
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Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
Glimwood Tangle
Evelyn: Hoops! Look! Grohl evolved into a Flaaffy!
Hatty: <So cool!> -to Strummer- <I assume you're now a Toxtricity, huh? If only Ian and Piku-chan could see you now.>
Mementos, Chromatic Path
Ian: -narrating- They say the Arcana is the means by which all is revealed. Even now, it seems to hold true. As I looked up at the purple-haired Ralts, I knew... This was me... a representation of my resourcefulness, of my inspired action... Just looking at that Ralts, I felt more confident than I ever felt before...
Purple-haired Ralts: Hail and well met, Ian... My name is Cu Chulainn... By my spear, I shall protect and assist you.
Me: Alrighty then... Let's show 'em what we're made of! Ready, Kim?
♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...
Priest of the Temple of Syrinx
Glimwood Tangle
Strummer: <Yeah! If only!> (He turns to face the Morgrem and Galarian Rapidash.) <'Ow do you two like me NOW, chums?!>
(Grohl, meanwhile, looks down at his new body.)
Grohl: <This is awesome...!> (He turns to face the Morgrem and Galarian Rapidash.) <Look at me, I'm a Flaaffy now~>
Morgrem: (groans) <So you are...> (He turns to face the Galarian Rapidash.) <Think we should get out of here?>
Galarian Rapidash: <Never. We have newly evolved foes to defeat. They're as strong as we are now.>
Morgrem: (grins) <You're right. Which means this should be fun.>
Strummer: <Oh, boy.>
Mementos, Chromatic Path
(Kim nods, and turns to face Triton.)
Kim: "Triton, you said it was? Delighted. Would you mind taking out these demons?"
Triton: I shall gladly do so for your sake. (He turns to face the demons, brandishing his trident in the air.) SILENCE, LEGION! Stay out of our way! You shall feel my wrath if you take one more step towards her!
Hi, I’m oghond, and I’m a Rushaholic. Sorry if I annoy you unintentionally. 😅
Glimwood Tangle
Kec: <Can you believe it? They evolved!>
Hoops: I mean, yes. I don't think we've actually seen Kim battle when one of her pokemon didn't evolve.
Kec: <Remember what we talked about.>
Hoops: I mean... Yeah, Grohl, Strummer, great work guys!
Natural History Museum
In the geology section, Jane and Stephanie have just finished cataloguing the remaining mineral exhibits. These include those Salem left behind and those recovered by the Avian Adolescent Avenger who had recently arrived. Despite her initial confusion, Stephanie proved quite capable of identifying the rocks.
Jane: You know, Steph, this has been a learning experience for me. Like a crash course in rock science. Like, I can identify cut jewels but raw ones are another story.
Stephanie: Yeah, I've learned to keep an eye out for those things. We do sometimes find alluvial gold deposits and precious stones on the sites we work on. It's usually not much, otherwise, Macraul Mining would've muscled us out of the dig sites sooner. But it's become a lucrative side gig. Let's just say we stay amazingly well funded from all the stuff we found.
Jane: That certainly explains the jewels in your princess outfit from a couple of years back.
Stephanie: So, what else is missing.
Jane: Well, so far just the ores, based on my notes. They were often the ones that were big.
Stephanie: And rather worthless. Seriously, bauxite was at one point like $35 a ton. Iron ores are even worse. The museum can just ask for a specimen from some of the local mines. We've all the stolen jewels accounted for, and all the large chunks of gold, thanks to Captain Pikipek—what's your name, kid?
Meanwhile, in the fossil hall, Constable Drumsturdy and his obstagoon in a cop uniform arrive, followed by Officer Jenny and a cadre of other police officers. Drumsturdy in particular is quite happy to see the young heroes, costumed or otherwise.
Gimbal, meanwhile, took pictures.
Drumsturdy begins to speak, in a very distinctive accent that people have come to associate with the Galar law enforcement.
Drumsturdy: For a moment there, we thought everything's gone pear shaped. Right then. Good job, old boy. Always a pleasure to have you 'ere in Wyndon Town, Arachna-Guy. Though be a touch more careful about giant mechanical legendary contraptions flying about. They did leave a right mess in the end.
Arachna-Guy: Well, my partner and I try our best to minimize collateral damage. Don't sell yourselves short, Officer. Your team and museum security ensured nobody was hurt.
Drumsturdy: And you certainly brought the hurt on the baddies. Least this wouldn't be too difficult a clean up. I don't care what that bugger Harvey says. Your lot in tights do a splendid job taking on armoured wankers like Malacostra.
Arachna-Guy: Oh, I appreciate the sentiment, Constable, I really do. But much of the credit should go to these two brave young people here. They were already giving Malacostra a bad time before I got here.
He gestures to Hoops and Evelyn to come forward.
Drumsturdy: I recognise those two. Weren't you at Orochi Plaza around last Christmas? Three heroes for the price of one, eh?
Officer Jenny: Six, chief. We received word that another superhero was assisting two others in defeating Malacostra's apprentice.
Drumsturdy: Well, it seems we're in luck. Oh, this calls for a selfie. Rowan, you know what to do.
The Obstagoon, Rowan, takes out a cell phone and monopod and takes a picture of Drumsturdy and Jenny with Arachna-Guy, Hoops, and Evelyn.
Museum Offices, Post-Raid
Professor Hawthorn arrives, still in his tux. He appears a touch worried.
Stephanie: So, what did the curator say?
Prof. Hawthorn: They want the specimen in tighter security. They believe other criminal elements might be after her in the future. I tried warning them about the need to help her feel safe and not stress her out. Officer Jenny did suggest deputizing a trainer to act as their guardian, and that seems to be the only option that is neither expensive nor invasive.
Stephanie: Seems about right. Not too conspicuous that they'll be a target, and also a bit subtle so the bad guys have a tough time looking.
Prof. Hawthorn: Yeah. But now we need to find someone to take the lileep on short notice. No one in our academic team is available, and the sooner we do this, the more we can keep it anonymous.
Stephanie: Well, we're in luck, dad, I found a candidate already.
Prof. Hawthorn: I was hoping to screen for them from a group of applicants but if you can give a referral, I'd appreciate it.
Museum, wherever Evelyn, Hoops, and Ian currently are
It's Tommy. Where did he go? We don't know. He's here now, just as nebbish and amicable-sounding as (lower-case) ever.
Tommy: Hey fellas. Glad I found you. Could you spare a minute? The exhibit's management wants to talk to you.
Defiant Wing, Payload hidey hole
Upton oozes down from the ceiling and removes his scarf, transforming back into his chimerical anthropomorphic form. He was upset.
Upton: Whoever's leaving that purple slime, they took Ba'al.
Phineas, via computer link: Mein Gott.
Shutter: This is getting worse real fast. Phineas, patch me up with Mr. Grant and ask for security footage clearance. We've detective work to do.
He puts on a deerstalker hat that he kept in his luggage.
Phineas: I thought you'd never ask.
Upton: How long have you had that?
Shutter: Well, Petersen gave this to me circa January 2019 as a holiday gift, but previously he carried it around looking for excuses to wear it while doing a rather spot on impersonation of his teen idol doppelganger.
Upton: Wrong MCU actor. It was those other two guys who were Sherlock.
Shutter, dons a Smaug voice: Let's get cracking, shall we?
Edited by MasterJayAM on Aug 17th 2021 at 10:25:05 PM
Silas looked around and didn't see Gale, "Where is she? She was right behind me-"
over the intercoms came Tae's voice, <Uh... I found Gale.>
Tae stared at Gale, <Gale what are you doing with the controls to the airlocks?> he asked, staring at the terminal and the listed airlock controls.
Silas and Roxy rushed in, Silas looked down and saw purple ooze on Gale's feet.
He took a deep inhale, "Gale..."
Roxy's breathing quickened, "Oh no..."
Silas and Tae slowly advanced towards Gale, "Gale. Please come with us quietly."
<Suspicion on Gale,> Tae noted over the intercom.
Fwomph
Defiant Wing
-Flinch, Gale stands up stiffly as the eyes of her helmet cycle between blue and green-
The airlock is broken, oh captain mine. Unfortunately, you have interrupted me before it is functional. Surely we would hate for someone to... Run into a problem with this.
-The eyes flicker yellow for a moment-
Your suspicion is misplaced, I would dreadfully hope you will not abuse your authority on this matter. After all, you do remember I always had an alibi?
Slateport
Good, alright. Lemme know when you're somewhere safe to chat and I'll port over. I... I have a tribute to do real quick and I'll be back.
-The Nightingale's mouth is still covered but she shoots a thumbs-up before melding back into the shadows alone-
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
Flying Colors
Slateport
-Rogue gives a light wave as Gale leaves, staring a bit into the space she used to be for a few moments.-
Rogue: ...
...
Rogue: Myra, I can tell you're making the mask do heart eyes.
Myra: I have no idea what you're talking about. It's responding to your facial expression.
Rogue: I know you way too well.
-They smile and shake their head, before letting out a gentle sigh.-
Rogue: ...Anyway. That... happened.
-Beat-
Rogue: Oh, by the gods, that happened. I just did that.
Myra: Ah, here it comes. Let's get you safe.
-Rogue stumbles a bit before regaining their sense of reality, and darts into the darkness.-
Slateport Pokemon Center — Later
From: Kai
Myra here, Kai's waiting for you. But also kind of processing some stuff? Uh, maybe take it easy on her when you get here.
No voice to cry suffering
Ballonlea
Vee: <Bwuh?>
Megan: -blink blink- Ever?
Vee: -muffled- <Not Ever.>
Pippy: <Never?> •v•
Vee: <Than's, Never.>
-Megan flinches with alarm, seeing that Bag in not her hand-
Pollen: -twitch- <What? It's fine, it's not like we keep anything sensitive in there.>
Pippy: <...>
Megan: -wince- …
Pollen: -somehow not more than slightly irked- <...this is another one of those things you forgot to tell me, huh.>
Vee: -...oops- <Relax! They're cool, they sat with me all through braggin' about all of y'all.> -shaky giggle-
Vee: -wandering over to Retrieve- <...dunno why you'd think we'd need Fire resistance, but cool beans?>
Pollen: <Hey, I'll take it if you don't want it. Weird that it's not an apple, but.>
Pippy: -moving to assist, eyeing what may or may not be a lot of loose Empoleon down- <Oh yeah, did the nest work out okay? Uh, away from the battlefield, surrounded by the stuff...too many variables, geez.>
Vee: -not trembling- <Like a charm.> ~w
(-you know, like a liar-)
Hammerlocke, vs.Ironspine
-the Capture Disc is everywhere in peripheral vision—arcing to parallel strikes' paths, spinning strength into limbs and breath-
-Mako churns the boiling ground, folding clawed, truck-sized feet into hardening earth-
Armor: -momentarily- Excitement.
-and coming in from ahead:-
-a Piloswine charging, always a step ahead of a street erupting, segment by segment-
-just before impact, her Trainer winds up...and hucks a kitty into a kaiju's blind spot, right before her mount smashes—through the molten, painfully churning earth—into a giant's ankle-
MAX!STEIN: -shrieking- <Achilles wept!>
MAX!STEIN: -self-shocking- <!>
-Piku-chan's Mega Punch(?) ripples through Stein's locked plating, jolting critical circuits out of their housing—one wall-sized patch of conducting spines goes limp and dun-
-Ian, an unenhanced, regular-sized human falling at moderate speeds, tinks harmlessly off the heavily armored, building-sized apocryphasaur, feeling the city-sized power cascade stand his hair on end and fry at the corners of his vision-
-leaving him, airborne, in a perfect position to see how Stein visibly shudders at a roar Ian cannot hear-
Armor: Fear.
-and...bites their tongue, current coursing back into themself-
-unexpectedly painfully-
MAX!STEIN: -head ringing- <You...you think the same trick will work twice?>
(Igor: <Ah, there'th the ticket.>)
MAX!STEIN: -others' thoughts percolating- <That I'll be surprised, like an infant lacking object permanence?!>
Armor: Fury.
MAX!STEIN: -roaring- <I'll swallow you WHOLE!>
-their rage draws another Flamethrower from them to themself, heating their armor Cheri red—they scarcely seem to notice-
-nor does their burn or their concrete boots more than hinder them as they—-
Logan: -glee fading, too late- Move—!
Armor: Triumph.
Armor: Triumph.
Armor: Triumph.
Armor: Triumph.
-lash out with a flurry of automatic Dragon Tails—juddering with primal fire, nerve-quick-
- —through Ian, smashing him perhaps through a window's glass into the evacuating building-
- —through Mako, dashing him potentially in Mason's direction, fierce-
- —through Lena, airborne where she is-
- —through Addie, who—lacking a Pokéball to which to retreat, slams headlong into Logan, sending them skidding into the distance to the sound of shield field shrieking off stone-
MAX!STEIN: -exhaling flame- <...the modern Prometheus. I bring fire unlike any you've ever seen.>
-leaving Cady and Agnes and their teams alone...ish, before the giant-
Dr. Ironspine: -to Ian's crater* , snarling- <What else is intelligence for? I've never seen it do any—Who the fuck are you calling "sir"? I designed this to wreak—nothing but mayhem—>
-batting out flames, dazed- <...enough of this. Skip to test five.>
Igor: <The cannon? Mathter, the infrathructure ithn't fully in plathe, lineth four through eight are dithrupted—>
Dr. Ironspine: <Do it! We can't—we can't lose here. Damn the rigor, we need results.>
Igor: -pulling the giant lever- <...yeth, mathter.>
-five large Wishing Stars gleam to life in prominent positions in the joints of Stein's armor-
-the electricity drained from city lines grows from streams to torrents—whole blocks go dark and silent-
MAX!STEIN: -wild-eyed, laughing- <What are you thinking now?>
-and Stein themself crackles purple-crimson, darker yet darker-
Edited by Asterisk395 on Mar 22nd 2021 at 10:55:22 AM
No mind to think. No will to break.
Flying Colors
Hammerlocke — The Ironspine Incident
-The mysterious growling cuts off like a scratched CD as Mako is smacked back into Mason. Mason topples backward, Mako stumbles right back into his own Poke Ball, and accidentally knocks another Poke Ball out in the process.-
Corrin: <Wh— aaaaaaaa??????>
-Mason groans and pulls himself back up to his feet.-
Mason: (muttering) What I'd give to be able to do something other than fool someone once, and rip my own body in half just to create a heap of dead meat.
Corrin: <Mason what in the gods' name is this?>
Mason: Would it have hurt the School to give me flash freezing or something?
Corrin: <Why is its head. Why is its body. Are those its guts?>
Mason: Alonya can at least smack things with claws. Why can't I have claws?
Corrin: <Mason?????>
Mason: Uh, right, tactics! Prepare to Counter whatever it's gonna do to you next!
Corrin: <...But what is it???>
Mason: If I had any idea I'd tell you!
-Corrin makes a distressed dragon noise and takes a defensive stance.-
The Wanderer
Circhester, past
-To Star-
Regardless of what you can read from my Aura, I said I'd do this, and since we're friends I'm helping you.
-Sighs-
Would be nice if people didn't only call or text me for business purposes most of the time though.
Edited by rmctagg09 on Mar 22nd 2021 at 11:24:54 AM
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
Glimwood Tangle
Hatty: <Don't count me out too soon!>
-Hatty closes her eyes and begins to glow with a crimson and orange aura, as two orbs of fire appear at the tips of her braids. Hatty lifts herself into the air and begins to spin around, creating a fiery ring around Hatty. Hatty then brings the ring close to her and morphs it into an orb of magical flame, glowing crimson, orange, blue and violet before taking a deep breath and releasing a multi-colored stream of fire at the Galarian Rapidash and Morgrem!-
Evelyn: That move... That's Mystical Fire!
Mementos, Chromatic Path, Awakening of Cu Chulainn
Me: Go get them, Cu Chulainn!
Cu Chulainn: Verily! These demons shall fall before us!
Black Knight: <ATTAAAAAAACK!!!>
-The Shadows all leap out at Ian and Kim. Cu Chulainn follows in reply. Cu Chulainn slashes at two of the Jester-hatted Pikachu demons and the Coffin fiend with his spear.-
Wyndon Natural History Museum
Ian the Pikipek: I wish I could tell you my name, but then you'd know my secret. I'm sorry, Stephanie. I don't make the rules...
-A Beat goes by as Ian the Pikipek looks around.-
Ian the Pikipek: I hope my friend, Ian, didn't miss too much of the fight... He's probably still around here somewhere...
-Ian the Pikipek nods to Stephanie and Jane as he heads off to look for Ian. Most likely location is the bathroom, where we left him. Ian the Pikipek heads off to the bathroom, closes a stall door behind him, raises his arm and speaks the other secret code.-
Ian the Pikipek: BIRD OUT!
-A rainbow flash of light illuminates the bathroom and Ian the Pikipek transforms back into Ian. Ian then exits the bathroom, but not before washing his hands.-
Me: Hey, Jane! What did I miss?
Meanwhile
-Evelyn steps forward to greet Constable Drumsturdy.-
Evelyn: It's a pleasure to truly make your acquaintance, Constable. My name is Evelyn. My Kirlias, Kako and Mirai, are over there.
-Kako and Mirai wave the officer, then salute him.-
About an hour later...
Me: Oh, hey Tommy! What do they want to talk to us about?
Hammerlocke, VS Dr. Ironspine
-Ian the Pikipek lifts himself from the crater, still determined.-*
Ian the Pikipek: Simple, Doc... There's a lot of- wait... don't tell me...
Piku-chan: -facepalm- <Oy vey...>
Edited by AnimeboyIanpower on Mar 23rd 2021 at 10:11:35 AM
♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...
Dunsparce Cloud
Ballonlea
Apple-A-Day: I'm not Ever! Why would I be Ever! I've met Ever, and I don't even understand why Ever's Ever.
...I'm sorry. That wasn't very heroic. I just feel like it's not cool for everyone to assume I'm somebody else, just because you can't see my face. You can't see a lot of people's faces. That's how life is.
Syrnewt: <I can vouch for them not being Ever. Look, I've got their ID—>
Apple-A-Day: Hey, put that away! A-anyway, of course I'm not going to give you an apple. I'm very allergic.
Syrnewt: <You are oversharing.>
Apple-A-Day: Anyway! Your Vaporeon's lying. She's super lying. So there.
-they fold their arms, visibly radiating frustration despite the mask-
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
Fwomph
Slateport Rooftop
-The Nightingale is pacing quickly, waiting for whoever's on the other end of this phone call to pick up. Sitting there in the center of the circle she's pacing is the pallet of white boxes she picked up from the heist-
... Connect me to the Director please. It concerns the June Breeze.
-She stops pacing and fiddles a little with an amulet. The voice is different now, but vastly familiar-
Zach, it's me. ... Yeah not just one set; a full shipping pallet of the things, in packaging too. Listen, these things were being shipped out to a Gamefilch warehouse and if they hit distribution— yeah, exactly. I'll drop it by the house for disposal tomorrow, it's late and I just used up a lot of my energy grabbing these things. ... Yeah, I get it, thanks enough will be if we don't have to deal with this.
-The Nightingale stands up and idly traces the thin green lines of one of the logos through the clear pallet wrap. He lets out a sigh and clenches his eyes shut-
I don't know how long I can keep doing this Zach. Whoever's making these things is going to get them by us eventually... I— Zach I know it will never be worth giving up, I'm just so tired of finding these things. ... Yeah, I'll get in touch if I find any more...
-He slumps a little more as the call ends and just for a minute lays there half on top of the spoils from the heist. Eventually, the Nightingale regains enough strength to get back up, put the pallet back into the bag and fiddle with the amulet again before slipping back into the shadows-
Slateport Pokemon Center
-Gale Knight stumbles from the shadows, back in her casualwear. She looks around and finds a wall to collapse against-
So that was a helluva night...
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
No voice to cry suffering
Ballonlea
Pippy: <Yeah no, from what I hear that's a common reaction.>
Pollen: <Where have you been listening...?>
Pippy: -Mareepishly- <I visit the fan sites.>
-Vee looks at Syrnewt-
-looks at Apple-A-Day-
Vee: <...why would you theme yourself around a Pokémon that lives in one of yer allergens...?>
Pollen: <Honestly, that seems like a recipe for grateful people to give you apples. ...it'd feel clever.>
Pippy: -raising a wing- <And it feels like bait for a supervillain to ironically crush you in apples. Not, like, knowing it's your Type-advantage, just because it'd be funny.>
Megan: Have you seen Milo battle? :o You cannot Dynamax your Pokémon ever
-...wait- Ever, not Ever—no, I mean never—not Never-
Pollen: -gesturing- <I mean, it's pretty obvious that they're not Ever. Their soul's more rosy than...withered ghost food. Thornier, too.>
Megan: -blinks- Think they know Abilene?
Pippy: -nudge- <You could ask them, you know.> Megan: -abashed, again- wait frick right
Vee: -taking a deep sniff of superhero- <Yeah, the stale [Gushers] scent ain't there beneath the rubbin's of Every's...weird Z-Crystal vibe.> (-Pollen shudders-) <It's like...>
-sniff sniff- <...lightnin'?>
Megan: -blink blink- Do you think they know Logan?
Pippy: -nudge, again- (Megan: ack)
Vee: <Nah, more like the air before—hey!>
-as one, Pippy and Megan swivel to look at Vee-
-Vee growls at Apple-A-Day, still somewhat sickly, and Pollen just sighs-
No mind to think. No will to break.
chaos catby with a flannel shirt addiction
Hammerlocke
-Lena is KO'd by the dragon tail.-
Cady: Did it work?
-Kat uses an extended obscura hand to withdraw Lena.-
Kat: I'm not sure!
Cady: Looks like it's about to do something big...
Cecelia: ~Well, let's hit it with all we've got before it can cause any more damage! It's a good thing he doesn't seem to be paying much attention to us.~
-Kat sends out Roger.~
Kat: Okay, we need some attack boosting done here.
-Roger nods and uses helping hand on Cecelia.-
Cecelia: ~Right. Take this!~
-With the helping hand combined with her already boosted special attack, she fires an abnormally large Moonblast at Stein.-
I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.
Dunsparce Cloud
Ballonlea
Apple-A-Day: Yeah, I did get an apple thrown at me this once— that's why I wear this costume. So bits of apple don't get in my mouth. That reason and no other.
Syrnewt: <...>
Apple-A-Day: Of course I've seen Milo battle! But I don't use Dynamax. I know it's our regional thing, but I'm not a League battler or anything, and every time they find a new Power Spot, they try and build a stadium over it— it just seems exploitative.
Syrnewt: <...>
Apple-A-Day: I don't know anyone named Abilene! Or Logan. Well, maybe I know someone named Logan, but I haven't talked to them in years— they're probably a different person. There's more than one Logan in the world, I assume.
Syrnewt: <...>
Apple-A-Day: Why am I letting you interrogate me? I don't even know you. Congrats on the battle, by the way!
-Syrnewt sighs-
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
Circhester, Oh My
Daydre tenses up- though that's more out of surprise than any dislike. She's not exactly starved for pokemon contact, but her access to human contact has been a little lacking lately.
Oh Arceus she's touching me
Well more than she was before I mean
Wait why am I trying to explain this to myself
"Well, she already changed a bunch of shit just by being here, dunno why she's trying to be careful now."
"Have they? I actually don't know. It wouldn't surprise me though."
Hammerlocke, vs. Ironspine
Daydre has been huddled under a Protect barrier, trying to figure out what to do next.
"Man am I glad I also taught you Protect."
Hellebore: -Mildly injured, but well enough to project Protect whilst cradled in Daydre's arms- <~_~>
"So uh, hm."
She squints at the cockpits on STEIN's sides. There's clearly uh.. something going on in there huh?
... Well, let's hope that weird barrier doesn't block this.
Daydre sends out Rikuo, who looks around confused.
Rikuo: <I think I've asked this before, but wh->
"Hey if I threw you could you get close enough to do that thing you can do?>
Rikuo: <What thing?>
"The phasing thing? the thing I needed to do all that paperwork for?"
Rikuo: -Flatly- <I can't do that what are you talking about>
Daydre raises an eyebrow.
Rikuo: <Okaaaaay fine!>
<If I'm close enough yeah but what was that about throwing->
Before he can finish Rikuo is yeeted with as much force as Daydre can muster at the closest cockpit. Rikuo screams but does what he was asked- within a certain distance of the target he disappears into a plume of shadow.
Author fiat determines whether this counts as an attack, but if it doesn't Rikuo will harmlessly reappear inside the cockpit, mildly confused.
Edited by Daydre on Mar 23rd 2021 at 6:02:14 AM
off the shits
Flying Colors
Slateport Pokemon Center
-Gale's appearance visibly snaps Kai into reality, in such a way that it's clear that she was completely lost in her thoughts a moment prior.-
Kai: O-oh, ah, Gale! Hey. Yeah. It— a lot happened. Actually not all that much happened but what did happen was... y-yeah.
-Anxious leg bounce.-
Snowy
Hammerlocke, Kaiju Central
Agnes: -looking up at Stein, now that she and Wynn are right next to them- Hooooly crap.
Er...Wynn, Fire a Rock Tomb up at a diagonal!
-Wynn stomps the already cracked concrete and launches several boulders at Stein's stomach-
Circhester Alley
Star: Oh, that's what that was. -She brightens a bit at 'friends'- Right.
-she holds up the stick again, and starts channeling her Aura into it- I'm both surprised and unsurprised by that. Surprised because...I guess I thought you'd still be in contact with the older members or the PEFE people on a more friendly basis. Unsurprised because well...the J-team's huge. Not everyone talks to everyone, and some people are just...busy. Still sucks, either way.
-Very very slowly, a vaguely plunger-like shape starts to form around the stick-
The Wanderer
Circhester, past
-Noticing Star's Construct-
I'm not sure if that's supposed to be a mace or a plunger...
-To Star-
I hear from Tangent and Silent directly every once in a blue moon, DS and I still talk She's probably the person from the old days I talk to the most., and with Jane and Anom I haven't gotten in contact with them because... I'll talk about that another day. Also I've been kinda avoiding the bulk of the group for more than a year now.
Anyway, yes, you can sense people's emotions Which is not quite the same as mind reading, that's a different power, and with the proper context, you can intuit what they're probably thinking about. Of course, the downside for me is that I can't turn mine off, so I get every emotion around me whether I want to or not, but maybe you'll be luckier as your powers develop.
Just as a warning though, we can read most people, but we can't read everyone, and not just because there's a Jammer in use. There's folks that are basically Blanks, and the clinically depressed tend to be harder to read than usual, if not impossible due to emotional numbness. That I know through personal experience.
Edited by rmctagg09 on Jun 28th 2021 at 3:50:05 PM
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
SS Mariah
-The Nightingale nods and holds out a hand-
Well Rogue, shall we?
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.