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Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Void

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Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Void

A cascade of attacks finally knocked Reshiram into a sense of vulnerability. He was dazed and confused, if not bewildered as he stumbled back and forth. Spruce took the Fusion Flare like a gust of wind, wadding through the attack and whipping at Reshiram. He almost seemed to exaggerate the force of it, to the point where he started mumbling and monologuing towards Anthony. It was deadly familiar, but I didn't say anything about it; it wasn't as if anyone else here knew. Hell, Davis would've went nuts if he was there.

Anthony seemed to take a few pages out of history, taking the scenario too seriously. In fact, I had only just noticed the flaking helmet he was wearing, branded with a few stars. That said, he was motivating everyone to beat down Reshiram, going out of his way to actually break convention and burst fire from his mouth several times. Which admittedly looked strange on a slug, but he did it about FIVE times, enough to make Reshiram recoil just from shock.

Everyone was doing their finest against Reshiram, and that was after taking a ridiculously painful attack earlier. He became a large stumbling punch-bag for everyone in fact, while Celes and Kamina ended up shouting over each other on his morality and everything else. It was almost too much for me to bear (because I couldn't even see half the damned battle), with Reshiram turning into every colour of the spectrum from every single attack hitting him at odd angles.

I wasn't going to be left out of it though. I clamped my magnets together and let out a small spark, readying it towards Reshiram's centre of mass. I was some distance away considering I dashed through him, though my attack (like many others) reached Reshiram within a second, a pulse of light erupting from my magnets and blinding the likes of Reshiram. I was growing quite unsettled and brooding, likely from the unknown move I had performed earlier.

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I looked ahead where Dorisma had gone, still prepared to swing out a few knives. Even when Dorisma arrived with a struggling goblin, who somewhat reminded me of Backstabs. I wasn't quite sure what to think of it, and I more or less felt suspicious considering we were just attacked. Everyone else was a lot less apprehensive and almost friendly towards the goblin, which was quite startling. For all I knew he was the thief's accomplice, something I've learned while growing up rough. Robert had some rather fantasising descriptions of everyone around here, such as describing me with a sixth sense and Deravan being invisible. No we don't, at least I haven't yet. I thought, regarding his role as a ninja.

I couldn't quite remember the last few minutes before we slept. Obviously nothing bad happened, but we ended up letting the new guy join. Under pretext of Dorisma promising to smash his face if he betrayed us or something.

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Had a long and stressful couple of weeks, I'll see what I can do here today.

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Void

Well, that didn't even hurt for one.

I thought I was dead. I couldn't quite feel the attack or even see what was coming, but I definitely took it straight. It hit me so hard that I felt the heat escaping behind me, while darkness enclosed on my peripherals and vision. Every single sense was knocked out of me, except for my hearing; lots of ringing and tinnitus.

However, what seemed to be distant tones turned into a frantic orchestra in my head. I steadily rose against overwhelming weakness in my body, wiping off metal shavings and rust from the attack. The various pieces in my head gained clarity, and it turned out to be Kamina's own voice as he struck against Reshiram.

Unbelievably, Reshiram flinched. Now we just need to know if it bleeds; then we can kill it. A paraphrased quote from Davis came to mind, especially when I witnessed the new force from my own team. The Charizard and Salamence we freed earlier couldn't really believe their eyes either, and I wouldn't be surprised if other Pokemon in the tower came up just to watch. Half a dozen attacks stumped Reshiram's own ego and almost bought him pleading, evident in his eyes as they turned to fear rather than that of a god.

At that point, it was the perfect importunity to fight. I traded away fatigue and pain in my magnets for a sense of motivation, thinking of just what to hit Reshiram with. Every attack seemed like a light show, and I didn't have much time to think of anything. I did however feel a sense of foreboding and dread as soon as I clamped my magnets together, as well as a dark mist that somehow seemed to cool the ridiculous temperature of the place.

Reshiram was still busy trying to wave away attacks and boast against absurdity, but a thunderclap seemed to deafen even that. I couldn't think of anything but lightning and electricity - which somehow put me on the other side of the arena we were fighting in. I looked back to see a cohort of lightning balls and thunder crackles (which I couldn't even see properly, given they were somehow black and giving off light) that followed me in a straight line, while also surging through Reshiram painfully. Seems like this'll come to a close soon. I thought, as I let the heat catch up to me.

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Void

Past couple of weeks has been quite exhausting, regarding school stuff.

Exams, planning for a trash audit, getting people to do it, speaking in front of 2,500 students about it, praying to God the weather doesn't kill everything, missing lunch every few days from meetings, sorting rubbish into proper bins and weighing them, getting data collated and sent off to Auckland Council for a grant, and finally an interview tomorrow to talk about the good and bad stuff.

I'm tired. I'll probably post on the weekend, Friday for you lads.

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So, the thief tried to run away with a bunch of our belongings, but his poor of judgement ended up gimping him. I had to look away when Dorisma and Deravan finished off the thief, somewhat taken back over the excessive brutality. Hell, it was savage, and Dorisma seemed to take it out on Deravan as well. "Don't be that cold Dorisma, someone nearly died. Whether at fault or not that's pretty brutal." I spoke out, hand still on Deravan's shoulder as the glow faded away from my palms. This journey wasn't really what I had in mind, what with only about 5 people (princess excluded because she seems to fade in and out now) expected to stop some wave of horror whilst having to fend for ourselves in the wilderness. I just sighed and looked into the darkness, biting my tongue and hoping we'd actually get to the place before dying. Even then, what do we do to stop it all? It's not like we're gonna have a deus ex machina like every damned fairy tale.

And then, Dorisma left the camp. I was about to ask what she was doing, but it seemed like she was going out for a late-night hunt. She plopped a goblin by the campfire, and I only noticed when I heard a loud thud against the ground. "Was that thief alone or what?" I commented, alarmed at a potential accomplice and raising an eyebrow, hand patting against the knives in my pockets.

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I might get my computer back earlier than expected, but don't expect miracles.

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Void

exams

can't post if I disconnected my own computer

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It took me a while to doze off and sink into darkness. See, we were sleeping rough. Not to mention that you get even less sleep with each person that sleeps around you, because they make all sorts of noises in the night. Some might shuffle around or whistle in their sleep, but others can just thrash or snore to no end like they're being mentally tortured. Thankfully, I got about two of hours of sleep, definitely better than about six in an alley, and eight in another alley.

I couldn't remember my dream very well, but let's just say an aural bridge cut introduced the sounds of struggle, followed by a sickening stab and shriek. Someone was in trouble, but I was still trapped between a dream and waking up; I struggled to keep my eyes open, let alone move as if someone poured tar in my veins. Snorting, I felt repulsed by the smell of blood, and I only started to picture everything together when the shadows started fighting each other. "Goodness, what the hell?" I wasn't really fazed and my joints felt stiff, but I was quickly alarmed when Trey basically pierced my eyes with light; the embers and flames in the air illuminated everything in a flash, and within seconds I took out one of my knives while harbouring disbelief. It wasn't for attacking though, since I just got up and would likely be a bad shot. "Alright, stop stumbling around and lemme get your guts back in." The only thing I could do reliably was to get Deravan to stop bleeding. I had to mutter a few lines in some weird language while rubbing my palms together, feeling uncomfortable at holding Deravan's shoulder while I kinda hoped for the best.