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@PlatinumSkink




Basil smiled at the little Gothita's nod and gently patted her tiny head. "Well, I look forward to travelling with you then, Stella."

The young noble sat down on the grass with a plop. "I won't push the matter anymore. I think we've both had a pretty tiring day already, so, I'll end this with one more question. Do you have any song requests?"
Just post when you can. There's no rush.
Sorry for the delay.
There was an extensive list of things that Mathias never wanted to face within the confines the Dark City and it certainly was not an exhaustive one. However, if there was one thing at the top or at the very least close to the top of his list that he never wanted to encounter then it was a conceptual Manifestation. They were annoying, to say the least. Manifestations that leaned towards the conceptual end were hard to locate, hard to track, and their nature painfully difficult to decipher on case-by-case basis. Did that mean they were impossible to kill?

Well, in his experience it was very possible to kill a concept.

"The objective hasn't changed. Keep your guard up." What else was there to say? They had a job to do, and they couldn't make a tactical retreat without reason so they could only push forward. He didn't like it though. There were too many strange occurrences happening all at once and it was keeping him on edge.

And then static crackled in his ear and out of habit, he pressed into his ear as if there was an actual earpiece in it. Old habits were hard to kick. "We're intact, but this is far from normal. The City looks like a Dali, and we've got a rogue conceptual Manifestation lurking around. I'll keep you posted," said Mathais.

His focus turned to Dirk. Right, they spent enough time scouting the route. They needed to-

The sound of metal screeching caused Mathias to turn around and saw pieces of the carrier were torn away

"...Shit."

The Manifestation got the jump on them. They were careless.

Mathias felt Rafael's weight collide into him and pushed him down onto the road. As soon as they met concrete of whatever facsimilia of it that the Dark World produced, Mathias heard an ear-splitting explosion tear through the air followed by the powdered debris of the building that surrounded them.

"Thanks Raf, I owe you one," he said as he stood back up. In mere seconds, yellow energy crackled and twisted into hexagonal patterns, gathering into shapes as a clear image of what he needed came from Mathias mind. Just like that Mathias was holding an enchanted AK-47, pointing it forward as his eyes focused on what was being obscured through the debris.

"Everyone, maintain positions! Stay alert!" Mathias ordered. The objective has changed. Kill the fucker and get out.

He took a deep breath, and his eyes now shimmered with that hexagonal pattern from before. Mathias could see it, the structure of the smoke so to speak. One would say that the smoke was ever changing, but it had a natural flow, a pattern that it took. What he was looking for was the moment that the pattern would break.
Okay life got away from me, but I am now working on a post
Kinda burned out today, but I will definitely get something up in like a day or two.
Have a quick post.
They were nutcases, but they were his nutcases. There were no other people that he would trust to put his life more than these absolute weirdos.

Dirk was always appreciated for his down to earth nature though it was incredible how a man could be an absolute unit and somehow have no presence, even outside of missions. There were too many times when he would just pop out of nowhere and give Mathias the fright of his life.

Emma's bubbly nature definitely brought a patch of color in this squad. It was also appreciated when she allowed him to pet her not-dog.

Bel was not exactly what Mathias had expected when he heard that the man was from a House. He expected him to be uptight, regal, and really just a snob, but Bel had a mouth that would make his father blush.

Rafael was an odd one. Always with a hood and cloak, the sniper was definitely the most mysterious of the group, but his skills and abilities were greatly valued.

And then there were their missing fifth member, Jenna. She had been gone for years and no one was really sure what happened to her, but her disappearance hit Mathias particularly hard. They always left a chair out for her, if only out of a symbolic gesture of remembrance for their missing comrade.

There was no need for questions, great. They could get this job on a roll then.

"Dirk, it will hold, like it has every time before. Relax," Mathias said as he clipped his seatbelt. It was all routine at this point; sit tight and wait for the mysterious portal to open and drive through while something akin to indigestion twisted in his stomach for a split second followed by a bang like they just drove into a pothole. If it were not for the fact that he was on a mission, he could have slept through the entire thing like nothing happened. Once again, they were back in the Dark City.

Mathias stepped out of the vehicle and took in his surroundings. The Dark City already felt like a mockery of reality, but this was another thing entirely. He could feel eyes looking at him from faces that were not there in buildings twisted and malformed. The perspective of these buildings was off, their angles and size warped in ways that were visually impossible like the loose information in the brain that interprets a building in a dream. He really hoped that the feeling of being watched was just unfounded paranoia.

His attention fell upon Emma letting her unease known. "Well, it is an election year." It was an attempt to bring levity to a situation, but that was foiled by the sound of a poorly timed howl off in the distance.

"Rafael, do you have any idea where that came from?"
Okay, can finally get started on my post
@samreaper

Well, fortune favored the bold and Ace was certainly not a bold bird. However, as to the rules of the game the Torchic could not disobey its trainer as the fire bird was still within the level cap, so the poor thing rushed towards the green murder lizard that was already dashing towards it screaming in what some would mistake as a war cry. It was a split second and in that second it would've seemed that Ace would've been too late; the Grovyle was already looming over it about to tackle the bird into the ground when Ace erupt in flames and collided with its opponent. Ace flew into the air from the force of the attack, tumbling along the ground to Tristan's feet. It suffered from a hard hit, but what of the Grovyle?

Looking up, Tristan would see that the Grovyle had fallen on its knee shaking. It glared at Tristan as it tried to force itself up back to its feet, but repeatedly kept falling to its knee. For the first time in Tristan's life, he had seen something with an absolute will to not give up until the bitter end. This was a creature with determination and drive that he himself never had before in his life and yet even with all of that its own body failed it.

"That's enough Grovyle. You have fought well." Ramos said with a kind smile. The Grovyle reluctantly nodded before it finally collapsed onto the ground.

Louis raised a handkerchief towards Tristan and Ace, shouting "Grovyle is no longer able to battle! Ace wins! The winner of this battle is Tristan!"

Ace is now level 15! Ace has learned Detect! Ace had learned Sand Attack! Ace does not have enough slots to learn Sand Attack. Would you like to forget a move?


There was a polite hand of applause from the staff that were watching the match on their break. Some even gave Tristan some shouts of encouragement, telling him that he did a good job. Louis glanced around with a scowl and shouted, "Get back to work all of you! We do not have time to waste!"

Ramos approached Tristan with a with smile. For Tristan this was contradictory to his world view. There was nothing to be happy about losing and yet, there was the contradiction standing face to face with him. "Do you feel better now, Tristan?" It was an odd question, but Tristan began to realize that it really was never about the Gracedia Flower. This was about an older, much more experienced trainer and worldly person helping an insecure, inexperienced trainer caught in his own anxiety with their new role.



@Joshua Tamashii

And thus began the medium's first ever battle!

Well, there were no rules that Pokemon that can float naturally couldn't try to float too high, so the two ghosts simply did. However, they were maneuvering the air while trying to avoid poison stings hurtling at them and luckily, they just whizzed past them. Once in range, they shouted at the targeted Spinarak which someone caused damage to them. The one that they focused on flinched and was completely unable to stop the incoming globs of mud flying towards hitting it for admittingly mediocre damage though its vision was completely obscured the by the mud caked around its eyes.

The three other Spinarak, including the ghost-type one, shot sticky strings of webbing at Yamask, the Mimikyu, and the Golett to try and restrain them.

How does Amelia react?



@Zarkun

And the crowd watched in both amazement and horror at the sight of the burger just slowly being chunked away by this skinny man with blue hair, but by God he did it. At the end of it all, there was nothing left. There was no burger, no fries, not a crumb left to act as evidence that there was even a burger to begin with except for how extended his stomach was. Jason had never felt so full before in his life. Even though he ate it with ease, he still ate four pounds of meat and that is not considering every other aspect of the meal.

When asked about the money, the cook's wife look at him starstruck before she came back to her senses. "Uh, yeah it's yours, kid." She walked over and grabbed the jar from behind the counter before she gingerly handed it to him.

Jason earned 10,000P!


Jason felt his sleeve being tugged. He turned to look at the Chansey that was holding a pink egg towards him. "Chansey chansey chan chan chasey!" Apparently it was so moved by Jason eating that burger with such ease and saw his indomitable spirit as a trainer. She wanted to give him her egg since he seemed like a strong trainer. Weird logic, but hey, he rolled the 20 so he got the secret prize.

Jason received an egg!
Eggs count as items in this game and will be left in the bag.

 
But life was funny. At times you roll a twenty and then you roll a one. As soon as Jason walked out of the restaurant, he felt the food was going to violently leave his body and had to search for the nearest trashcan to unload himself.

The sight of a burger will now cause Jason to become nauseas, but 10k and an egg is still 10k and an egg.


So, now what?

Connected Areas
Starbor Forest. A forest filled with ungodly huge trees and many secrets.
Lake Charity. A massive body of water. Used to travel between Starbor Village, Valstille City, and Florasong Town.
Blue Lichen Cave. South of Starbor Village.







@CitrusArms

The Zoroark dryly laughed. "And yet you feel compelled, just as my master was before and just as Aria. Perhaps that forest is cursed." It stood back up, its figure looming over Stella though she tried to crouch as if to make sure to not tower over Stella threateningly. She smiled at her. It was worn and fanged, but friendly, nonetheless. "Forgive me, I suppose asking advice from you, a child, was unfair. It wasn't the answer I wanted, but perhaps it was the one I needed to hear."

She turned her gaze to a portrait of the family, her gaze tired with feelings that were too complex for an outsider like Stella to surmise, except she could tell there was a bittersweetness to it. A longing, perhaps someone looking for understanding. "They all would've hated it, what I've been doing. A forced penance for what I could not prevent, isolating myself in a home that no one walks in anymore, but this is my home, and they were my family. Someone has to remember them or else it's not like they existed at all."

Her gaze focused upon the strange egg upon Stella's lap. "The egg is yours. I know that I cannot defend it, not really. I know that this is no place to nurture it but know this young miss. That egg is final wish of Aria Eberg. She desperately wished to keep it hidden. To what end I do not know except that I know that trouble will follow you."

Stella acquired the Strange Egg!


Then a smile curled at the corners of her mouth. "Though perhaps this is exactly the day I've been waiting for. I have one more task for you, if you can indulge a selfish old Pokemon for a moment." The Zoroark stepped towards her, its claws clacked against the wood flooring. "If you are drawn to the Illusive Woods, then please uncover its mysteries so I can at least understand why things happened the way they did."

Her claw fingers rummaged around her fur until she pulled out a small red jewel in the shape of star. "Regardless of whether you accept or not, this does not affect your reward for what you did for me. I am of my word."

Stella acquired a Star Piece!


What does Stella do?
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