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A mysterious monkey with psychic and poison abilities!? What a bizarre creature, it must surely be suffering constantly. Oscar heeded the call of this mysterious MMMM, if only to put this poor monkey out of its misery once it falls into Oscar's euthanizing clutches. This monkey was done-key!

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The simian lives a tortured life.
An existence ruled by ceaseless strife.
So close it is to true enlightenment.
Stifled by its cruel environment.
A waste of flesh and precious breath.
Relieved only by a brutal death.

Please be a merciful bunky.
And kill this poor pathetic monkey.

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At first Oscar was worried that Sidney would lose her resolve. She seemed hesitant to execute the Musharna, and if she could not then Oscar was about to have a very bad day. Luckily she found her courage, and took out the sleeping summoner. As the mist died down, the paradox pokemon gradually begin to stop spawning. Those that have already formed continue to beat down upon each other, only this time when they fall none appear to replace them.

Prime thrashed across the chamber, using its incredible stacks of power to cut down the remaining combatants. Before long, the once chaotic room fell silent. The dazzling crystal walls were buried beneath layers of blood, casting everything in a red hue. Even after the final opponent fell, Prime would continue to stab into bodies to fulfill its blood lust. Oscar decided to allow the normally restrained cyborg to let off some steam, stepping over bodies to make his way toward Sidney.

"Nicely done." He said as he approached. He was caked in paradox viscera, yet he would address Sidney as if they had only finished practicing a dance routine. "You seemed to hesitate there at the end but I'm glad you found your nerve. Musharna are always sleeping, so knocking it out wouldn't have fixed anything." Oscar loomed over the pink creature, which now seemed just as peaceful as it normally did--with the addition of a few puncture wounds. He studied it for a time but gave no words on its behalf. It was a sorry soul that had a nightmare in the worst possible place, nothing more than that.

Oscar turned toward Sidney, "Well that's another job under the belt. How about I treat you to some breakfast? I know a fuckin' bomb-ass pancake place in Oldale." Oscar turned his head toward Prime, who was still stabbing into already dead bodies. "Prime cut it out we're leaving!" Prime heard the command but struggled to get its rage under control. It let out several more harsh strikes before steadily calming itself down. It heaved heavily, as if it had just finished running across the entirety of Hoenn. Oscar of course acted as if this was normal.

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As Prime let loose a salvo of Magnet Bombs into a crowd of Paradox pokemon, Oscar would look toward Sidney as she called to him. His eyes followed where she was pointing, and he would spot flashes of pink between the clashing bodies of other combatants. His theory was correct, a Musharna was behind this mess--and it was nearby.

Oscar looked to Prime, who had just finished flattening a Sandy Shocks with its heel. "Prime! Rip and tear this way." Oscar pointed toward the direction of the Musharna, and Prime would move to form a path. It would be abruptly thwarted as a blood drenched Roaring Moon appeared out of nowhere to pin Prime to the ground.

The frenzied beast roared in Prime's face, and the unamused Prime would screech back. Oscar groaned at the inconvenience, gingerly moving toward the struggling duo as other paradox pokemon filled in the gaps left by their fallen kin. Prime's cannon charged once more before being unleashed upon the Roaring Moon's head (Techno Blast). The blast incinerated the screaming creature and ripped into the ceiling, causing chunks of rocks to fall across the battlefield.

Oscar got right against Prime as it tossed aside the headless dragon. They were now surrounded, packed too tightly to reach the Musharna. Prime resumed ripping into any creature that got near it. Oscar looked up to Sidney, unflinching as blood and oil splattered across his face. "This won't stop until the Musharna's dead! Take it out Sidney!"

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Oscar felt pretty smug about his cybernetic prosthesis. It was indeed the height of artificial limb technology, the culmination of years of research concentrated into one perfect product. It has been sitting in a closet for a year sure, but it was still top of the line no doubt about it.

Then Shred took a big shit on it. Oscar caught the severed Iron Valiant arm, his eye twitching as his affable facade cracked. "What the fuck did you say?" He said, holding back uncharacteristic irritation. He held the futuristic arm aloft, gazing at how it shined against his laboratory's lighting. Oscar's mouth squirmed like a worm, despite its damaged condition this piece of machinery was flawless. And from the future to boot!?

Oscar took a long minute to process what he was seeing, his mind churning like a slot machine as it decided how to react. Eventually, his squirming mouth would wrench itself into a frenzied grin. He began to laugh, a deep chuckle that grew into a harsh guffaw. "Oh Shred--what a gift you've provided me!"

He pressed the Iron Valiant arm against his own prosthesis, his widened eyes shaking with euphoric glee. "Give me forty eight fuckin' hours and I'll make the greatest piece of cybernetic machinery known to man! Your arm will be so advanced that they'll write fuckin' papers about it! You're gonna be the trillion dollar man Shred, and it'll just be your god damn arm!" Oscar grabbed both arms and pressed them against his chest. He was not asking permission.

"Now kindly get the fuck out, I got work to do."

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Oscar watched Sidney and her noivern circle overhead, casually covering his ears when the drake let loose a Boom Burst. Luckily Prime was not close enough to be affected by the blast of sound, otherwise it may have been stunned as well. Speaking of which, the blackened Genesect was having a hell of a time engaging with some of the primal beasts.

Its claws were glowing with red fury as it slashed into every Screaming Tail, Great Tusk, and Sandy Shocks it came upon (Fell Stinger). Some of its opponents maybe hoped to get the jump on it, or overwhelm it with superior numbers. Each and every one of them would be outmatched by Prime's insane power. Now only was it getting stronger with every kill, but the cyber warrior was constantly adjusting its body to withstand whatever meager attacks the paradox pokemon would throw at it (Download).

Its first challenging opponent would be a Slither Wing, which fearlessly blocked Prime's strike with its majestic wings. The creature Thrashed about, lashing Prime with a series of infuriated blows. Natural strength could not outdo training though, and Prime would stab the combatant in the head as soon as the opening presented itself.

Shrugging off the bug's corpse, Prime would continue to carve through the hoard while Oscar casually followed close behind.

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Oscar thought this was going to be a straight forward day out. Just accompany Mint into Area Zero and make sure he did not get jumped by DRK TRIAD losers. He did not even wear his full disguise, just a Halloween skull mask with a black-hooded long coat. That was Oscar's definition of casual. Yet he should have known by now that nothing stays simple in Hoenn.

Oscar followed Mint on his own Genesect, Prime. When Mint's Genesect suddenly took an unexpected turn, Oscar got a bad feeling in his gut. That feeling was only elevated as the hovered toward what sounded like a struggle, or at least the end of one. The duo quickly came upon two grounded humans, and as Mint dove down to attack Oscar sigh heavily as he realized who they were facing.

Fucking Remiel, why was it always Remiel? And was his companion Freya god damn Morningstar? Wonderful, Oscar had hit the shit show lottery. Oscar let out an annoyed groan as he moved in to land next to Mint. He slid off of his Genesect, shaking his head as he took his place next to his companion. He and Remiel had not spoken in a while, but until stated otherwise their secret alliance still stood. Oscar will play the part he needs to and hope that Remiel could make it out alive. Still, the two had to stop running into each other like this.

Oscar spoke to address both of their opponents, but he was speaking more directly to the royal traitor. "Good is stretching it. Thanks for making our lives harder. We doing this or what?" Prime stood beside its master, waiting patiently for the order to engage the enemy.

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The mega Charizard was unfortunately ready to rumble a lot quicker than anticipated. No matter, it would not get past regice. The golem had not responded to Oscar's previous communication, so he decided to just wing it.

"Regice, blast that thing out of the sky! Before it hits the drill!" Oscar's command was confident, he assumed that it would just follow his orders. Yet the golem did not move, instead letting out a series of beeps Oscar could not understand.

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Oscar stood there for moment before trying again. "Um, ice beam...blizzard... anything! Now please!" The regice responded with the same unknown message.

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Oscar began to panic, turning toward Prime as the Charizard drew closer. "Techno Blast, now!" Prime aimed its cannon toward the incoming drake, but when it attempted to charge energy the barrel would only spark uselessly.

Oscar's face somehow turned paler. "HOWARD!" It was too late, the Charizard crashed into the drill and pulverized it. Oscar flinched as debris went everywhere. He broke from his daze and stumbled forward, looking for any sign that Howard was okay.

He lucked out, Howard turned up unscathed. Oscar was about to approach when a horrific scream echoed through the air. Oscar whirled around, unable to find its source. Regardless, this mission was cooked. Oscar overheard Howard radio Walsh, which meant an airstrike would arrive shortly.

Oscar was furious, everything was going so well! It went tits up so quickly, and now Oscar looked bad because Regice decided to--ignore him? The golem had remained still, and Oscar would bitterly withdraw it into its ball. Prime was withdrawn next, and Oscar would trot off after Howard as the sound of approaching Genesect roared across the sky.

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"Boss huh?" Oscar rubbed his chin, digging through his brain for any information that might help. Luckily his time researching Interdream Mist with Lulu Flint was about to payoff. "These 'paradox' pokemon are usually created using Interdream Mist, which can commonly be produced by restless Musharna. Keep your eyes out for one of those, it might be what's causing this mess."

At least they had a goal now, look for whatever is producing the mist that was summoning these warriors. Oscar cracked his knuckles and pulled a pure red pokeball from off of his belt. He opened it toward some open space beside him, summoning a Genesect with black armor (complete with flame decals). The Genesect looked to its master for instruction.

"Prime, let's get down there. After that, rip and tear until the fighting stops." Prime performed a slow nod. It had been a while since it was given permission to engage in all-out combat. This shall be a refreshing change, a chance to unleash its restrained aggression. The Genesect turned, allowing Oscar to climb onto its back. Oscar turned his head toward Sydney. "Try to stay close. If we get separated, it will make it easier for them to overwhelm us. Good luck."

Oscar tapped Prime's head, and the cyborg would leap off of the platform. It landed with one claw striking the ground, creating a loud scraping that attracted the attention of some robotic Iron Thorns nearby. As the mechanical horrors gingerly approached, Oscar would hop off of Prime's back. "Like I said, rip and tear." Genesect lowered its head, charging its cannon with an incredible amount of energy. Before the Iron Thorns could get too close, Prime would unleash its stored power as a dazzling silver beam (Techno Blast--Steel). The Iron Thorns were ripped apart by the attack, creating an opening to delve further into the fray.

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As if to highlight Lulu's words, the bizarre cry rang out again. It was even further this time, whatever this thing was had unnatural speed. Oscar suddenly had an uneasy feeling in his gut now, like when his brother told one too many scary stories around a campfire when he was a kid. It was a pointed paranoia, primal yet completely his own fault.

Oscar's mouth tilted into a thoughtful frown, "Suddenly I don't feel so well equipped for exploration." They had just gotten here, but already Oscar felt as though they had bitten off more than they could chew. "Maybe we should go get some extra supplies and come back another time. I don't want to get lost in here with whatever--that is."

Oscar gestured toward where the mysterious cry was coming from. He wanted nothing more than to encounter a new, powerful pokemon--but not if he was unprepared to face it. Area Zero was amazing, but the last thing he wanted was to die here because of some unknown predator. Oscar folded his arms and gazed at Lulu. "Unless--you think we can handle it? I trust your judgement."

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Oscar nodded along, his face expressionless as he took in Violet's explanation. She really knew herself, something told Oscar that this training was more of a formality than anything else. As he concluded her hypothetical scheme, Oscar chuckled lightly.

"You sound like you have a lot of experience already. Good, we need quality spies within our network." It did make Oscar just a tad uneasy. He was never really trustful of Rocket's spies, anyone who made it their business to deceive others for their own gain were likely not reliable as confidants. He much preferred being upfront with others, which is why if someone was his enemy he would just take their shit instead of luring them into a false sense of security first. Eh, different strokes different folks.

Regardless, Violet was ready to be tested--and with complete creative freedom Oscar had set up the perfect exam. "What I'm curious about though, is how well you perform without time for setup." Oscar leaned forward, placing his hands against the table as he shot Violet a wily grin. "So your examination is as follows--You have two hours to break into the office of fern delaney and steal this." He reached into his pocket and brought out a picture of what appeared to be a glass psyduck statuette. He held the photo aloft so that Violet could get a good view.

Oscar had approached Fern before the training to see if he could use his office for this very exam. Fern generously agreed, after taking all of his most sensitive files elsewhere of course. Violet, of course, did not need to know this detail.

"You may use any of the tools I've provided to accomplish this. No pokemon will be permitted, and to make sure you don't cheat..." Oscar put down the photo and pulled out a pure red pokeball. Released from it was a black Genesect with flame decals, the very first of its kind: Genesect Prime. "Prime here will be following you. It won't do anything but observe your actions." Prime gave Violet a wave of its claw, only semi-aware of what was currently happening based on what it had just heard.

Oscar pulled out his phone to check the time and whistled. "Fuck, listen to me blab. Fern will be back on the sub in one hour and fifty six minutes, better get going."

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