Each deep breathing tore pain through her side. Broken ribs, great. Lex gingerly touches her aching torso, partially regretting her challenge with the Elite Four Avatar. It only solidified her resentment for the endowed trainers. Fucking avatars needed to be taken down a peg.

Witht eh aid of her companions, jayden cross, Felix Gallagher, and Elisabeth Fiorelli, they find a few moves to help nurse their wounds. The group seemed to have fared decently well against the imposing League forces. Lex found it in herself to construct some form of respect for each of them that would extend past this scuffle.

Their moment of reprise doesn’t last long. The world shakes with a power quite different than Groudon’s, To make things even more agitating, the Dark Triad shows up, sporting one of it’s own legendaries and what, Lex assumes, to be another avatar that controls the beast, “You’ve got to be kidding me,” she growls between clenched teeth.

The thief pushes herself back up to stand tall, a fire blazing in her eyes that is difficult to smother, like a raging wildfire tearing across a field. She’d ready to lend aid and fend off the Dialga’s ROAR OF TIME, but with what? He pokemon are tired, injured, and no match for the Keeper of Time.

As if a prayer was answered, back up arrives. Legendaries swoop in to aid The League while an unlikely alliance with megalopolans (likely to backfire on Rocket – idiots) supplies a swarm of Ultra Beasts.

Lex finds herself aligned with BLACEPHALON, a ghost-type that seemed naturally drawn the to ethereal Gardevoir that lurked in her shadows. The erection of a number of PRECIPICE BLADES caught her attention. Her amber gaze snapped over to where MATIAS SILPH stood near the PRIMAL POINT.

Lex is a lot of things, and selfish is typically not one of them. Her encounter with Matias still sit sour on her tongue, the pian in her ribs reminding her with every breath. A quick flash of her gaze towards the Dialga confirms her direction of action. It seemed plenty of trainers were willing to stop the ROAR OF TIME. Lex couldn’t pass up the opportunity to try and take out one of The League’s most valuable trainers.

“There, Mind Blown,” she points towards the PRIMAL POINT and the Elite Four’s tall silhouette. The clown happily bounced over towards the towering blades, bouncing it’s own head back and forth between it’s skinny hands. With one final throw, the Ultra Beast’s head sailed towards MATIAS SILPH, a powerful explosion upon impact – whether that be stony blades to deflect the attack or the man himself.

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+ Mentions of Felix Gallagher, jayden cross, Elisabeth Fiorelli
+ A second wind get her up
+ She enlists the aid of a BLACEPHALON and orders
+ Lex is selfish, and has Blachephalon used MIND BLOWN at MATIAS SILPH :poochywag:
+ Prompts: (1) Use Ultra Beast

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Tam Fawley isn't free from Chu-e eveb if he's unconscious. A sickly grey ooze leaks from his nose and mouth, pooling on the man's shoulder as he carries him.

A small groaned whimper and he shifts.

A panic as he gasps awake again, tense.

There is a tense moment as he thinks on what to do, mind fuzzy and sluggish.

In the end he just grips the other tight. His warmth is comforting in his muddy minded state.

"My... my daughter... please..." He doesn't know exactly what he's hoping for Tam to do. But he just begs, pathetic, as something like oozy tears collect on the corners of his eyes. For Eris Halla to be safe wherever she is.

Poipole scream in delight and dart at Tam and Orion Lykos. They do not attack, just hover ominously over Chu-e and point and chatter. Eerie giggling taking place. Ready to defend but taking no action themselves just yet.

From his hip, a pokeball pops open. Creams, beaten up and wounded as she is, snarls at Tam and takes the chance to shriek and bare her sharp, rabbit teeth in his face.

Chu-e grumbles and she stops. Eyes darting between her trainer and his captive.

In the end, she darts off. Joining Tam's Mega Tyranitar, she spits at the dinosaur's feet feet before taking up a fighting stance. Ready to try and block an upcoming attack for the Mega with her powerful fists.

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- Chu-e kind of wakes up. Kind of. Is still really confused.
- A gaggle of Poipole are impressed by his Necrozma swag and flit around, ready to defend
- Lopunny readies up beside Tam's Mega Tyranitar to try and block one upcoming attack on the pokemon with a Thunder Punch
- is worried about Eris Halla

She felt cold and hot all at once. Cold with the loss, but hot with the mounting anger that wouldn't let her go. Rage. Grief. Absolute fury at Elisabeth Fiorelli for her part in murdering one of her Pokemon. Killing humans was one thing, but Andraste was of the opinion that most Pokemon were blameless. Goron had not deserved to die.

While Thomas Benoit healed one of his Pokemon, Andraste stood beside him, readjusting her gloves. She could only manage a nod to Reaver once he woke. Reaching for a PokeBall, it was Gael that she released once more. "Good to see you up, Reaver," Andraste said, though her tone was tight. Gorons body lay somewhere on the battlefield and now really wasn't the time to break down into tears.

Instead, she focused her attention and energy onto the suddenly mounting threat. All at once it felt like the world was going to shit and the only thing the Seraphim could do was follow Thomas Benoit 's lead. Taking off with her partner, she wasted no time at all. Like Thomas, she chose Diance, Gael moving beside her. "Meteor Mash," Andraste ordered her Metagross. The attack taking the form of a punch encrusted with crystals that was aimed directly at Dialga.


tl;dr:
- Thomas Benoit
- rough visual of her outfit
- Feels sad about Goomy
- Laments about Elisabeth Fiorelli
- Chooses Diance
- Follows Thomas' lead
- Attacks Dialga with Meteor Mash

PAAA: LITTLEROOT TOWN

...

"Awright, done. Take care, 'kay?" The youth said as he patted the man's shoulder, rising back to his full height. "Brin'me the next one!"

The Captain was a busy bee. Those injured from by the needless conflict against rocket ranged from both fellow soldiers to civilians, human and pokemon alike.

With the primal point firmly encircled by the league to prevent any rocket break-ins, the middling moment in the conflict had offered an opportunity for the young Captain to put his abilities to good use.

Nonetheless, the gravity of the situation had not slipped his mind, his gaze sliding up towards the meteor high in the sky. His brow twisted at the sight as he swallowed dryly.

"Primal points will be fired in... five minutes... pyre do you read me? are things okay there?" A pause. "Littleroot. Reinforcements are en route."

"Five minutes?" Doug echoed into his mic, misunderstanding the message as he nodded and spoke into his comms, flicking out his pocket watch. "Confirmed! All units, synchronize yer timers! Four minutes and 55 seconds until firing!"

He had only just finished setting the timer when the earth shook— an unknown force knocked him clean off his feet as the medical tent over him was blown clean off the soil and into the air.

He flinched at the sudden light, scrambling back to his feet with a grimace as he turned towards the primal point, marching forth as he whistled sharply.

His Orbeetle descended from on high, eyes aglow as it continued to analyze the new sensory data assaulting its senses.

Doug didn't wait for it to tell him what was going on— his eyes zeroed into a floating K spinning in place like a gear.

"Crap."

A blonde man in a snug fitting black suit emerged from dark panels.

"Fudge!" He snapped, his heartbeat kicking into high gear.

"God. Why can't this shit ever be easy."

"Oh, screw off. Don'cha complain to us 'bout hard." Snapped Doug at the vaguely familiar man with narrowed eyes, his heart beating even faster now.

He was... um, he knew this, uh... Right, right! The Dog and Cat restaurants! The owners' trainer! He was a member of the dark triad all along?!

"Should've known better than to trust any darned petit bourgeois." The youth said, spitting off to the side with a scowl.

Unfortunately, the attempt at humor did little to calm his nerves. He had been prepared for Rocket, and understood the possibility of triad interference— but he hadn't actually expected them to turn up to such a small, insignificant part of the whole.

This was a minor primal point! Where they paying a 'visit' to all the primal points at that very moment?

Or was there something special about this one?

... It didn't matter.

"We ain't gonna fold now, ya shitty cook!" It was too late for alternatives, and Doug had compartmentalized his conscience where sacrifices were concerned. "Get out of the way or get run over!"

His Tyranitar moved to stand besides him, a savage look across her features as she stared down the ninja cook, rather confident in her ability to do just as the young captain threatened.

And then, a crack rang across the town.

And a sinking feeling settled in the pit of the young Captain's chest as reality around the blonde man began to crack and fold unto itself, timelines branching and entwining before him...

Until a vaguely familiar face suddenly began to push out, making his stomach nearly flip over and its contents swarm at the back of his throat.

That... It wasn't Dialga. It couldn't be Dialga.

"arceus helped Dialga know its place. With its power on our side, I'd just give up. Your plans here are just a flash in the pan."

"Oh FUCK OFF!" Bellowed the youth loudly as he took a fearful step back, eyes wide.

Dialga AND Arceus were against them all now?! Why was chryssa glasgow always right?!

"Urgh..." He groaned as he felt the familiar pit of sadness well up in his chest at the mere memory of that girl, gritting his teeth harder. "Even now...?! So not the time!"

He cut off his own complaining and shook his head wildly, glaring at the chef and his pet God. He breathed in deeply, filling his chest with all the bravado and hot air he genuinely did not have at that moment!

"Do not falter!"

His voice rang through comms and battlefield alike, yet it was almost drowned out by the sound of his own beating heart as his body overflowed with hot pink petals.

"The lives of everyone are riding on us!" He screamed at the top of their lungs. "They brought a damn god here! This must the most important primal point!"

Was it? Did they have a million alternate Dialgas all around the region? He didn't know, he didn't care. He just needed everyone– League, Rocket, Civilians, fucking megalopolans— to fight like their lives depended on it.

BECAUSE THEY DID!

Mercifully, as if on cue, the Cavalry finally arrived.

The commissioner's reinforcement came— not just the league's, but rocket's as well. Giving yet more weight to the thought that this might well be the most important goddamned point in the whole region.

"Koko! Bulu!" Shouted Doug with wide eyes, watching them fly about with a hopeful grin. There was no logic to it— precious little suggested they might pose a suitable challenge to the god of time.

But the sight of them gave him the hope that she might be there too...

A faint hope, given that she hadn't flown in with her siblings, and was nowhere to be seen.

Shit.

Worse yet— somehow, Leaguers and Rockets thought now was a good time to fucking fight.

Double shit.

"What the— Stop attacking each other and FOCUS ON THE GODDAMN TRIAD!" He shouted at the top of his lungs, neck tense. "THE LIVES OF EVERYONE ARE AT RISK, ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MINDS?!"

For once MATIAS SILPH was not prioritizing shitting down rocket's throat to save the goddamn world, and now people chose to be petty?

I oughta...!

No, no. Calm down. 5 minutes, the commissioner had said— a lot less left, according to his pocket watch. They needed to trigger the primal crystal. On time— they needed someone to be near to trigger it on time.

As Andy Blackadder would say...

"Ah piss." He groaned.

And ran.

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His Tyranitar charged alongside him as they made a bee line for the machine; there was no time for tricks, no time for clever maneuvers— no means for them, either. His options were limited.

He would have plenty of time to curse his limited choices; he should've brought x or y pokemon— he could already imagine what self-criticism he would throw himself at the mirror if he— if they all made it through this.

But that was a damn, big maybe, he realized as an order rang through the field, more terrifying than even a soldier's cry for enemy artillery.

"Dialga, ROAR OF TIME!"

There was a flash, and a thrumming feeling as a shadow covered him whole, shielding him as the world seemed to come to a stop, and a million possibilities seemed to be destroyed in an instant.

When he came to his senses, he was knelt on the battlefield with his Tyranitar's face down before him, her form scorched and cracked and entirely unconscious.

His vision blurred in and out, and his eardrums must've burst, because he was struggling to maintain his balance even while on his knees— and he could not hear a single thing.

And yet.

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"... L... ele...?" He managed to mumble as strength welled within his chest, two blurs flying past him in the form of Tapu Koko and Tapu Bulu, their forms crackling with primal force.

His own chest irradiated heat, he realized belatedly as he glanced down— and saw his Z-dog tag burning up.

Massive claws of golden clay tore out of the soil as a giant began to clamber out from underneath the primal, the overflowing primal energy of the Tapu siblings flowing into it as a giant, monster effigy of Doug's favorite island deity released a booming roar.

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tl;dr
-OH BOY IT'S A LONG ONE EVERYONE, STRAP UP!
-Doug set up a healing bay/tent during the rest; presumably healed up a lot of allies and pokemon, hopefully.
-Doug orders league personel over the comms to synchronize their countdowns for 5 minutes.
-Doug recognizes the chef. Is neither amused nor surprised by this betrayal from the capitalist class.
-does not know why this guy is here, but he brought a literal GOD, so he's assuming it's the most important point in the whole region and operating on that judgement.
-Chryssa-glasgow-sadness.jpg, y'all know how it is, standard procedure by now.
-Tries to raise everyone's morale by shouting at the top of his lungs.
-Gets infuriated by leaguers and rockets still fighting.
-Remembers there's no magic button to activate the primal point; they need a Z-move. And since the ninjas are here, this MUST be the most important primal point, so...
-Ah piss.jpg
-Running through warzone.gif. His Tyranitar (and him, but a little less) get rekt by Roar of time.
-All is lost.jpg
-Lele_is_here.mp3
-Tapu Koko and Tapu Bulu give their combined terrain powers to Tapu Lele as she utilizes the Z-move: Power of Pantheon to activate the primal point.

NATURE'S MADNESS: POWER OF PANTHEON FAIRY-TYPE
the power of nature manifests into the guardian of alola to strike a target with the power of the current terrain.

-RIP Tapu Fini you'll always be missed.
-1 Salac.
-2 salacs.
-3 s-salacs?