Wren narrowed his eyes in thought, trying to remember mentions of space-time distortions. In the medical rehabilitation facility he’d spent most of his recent years in, time had passed mostly in a haze of pain and hopelessness. The tiny tv in his hospital room looping outdated cable television reruns and annoying commercials whose jingles would get stuck in his head like ear STDs. As dire as things got in the outside world on the news, he’d been suspended in an indifferent bubble, dealing with more personal and direct problems.

However now it was leading to this embarrassing situation, where he had to admit to essentially having been living under a rock.

“I might have heard of that. Um. Very vaguely. Maybe?” He said. He sighed in relief as the psychic energy lifted him and placed him in the saddle, the sudden removal of pressure on his spine a heavenly thing. “You telling me all the pokemon in hyper space are ‘roided up XL?”

At Devlin’s warning about the strange pokemon, Wren anxiously looked at Meatloaf, who had paused in her approach to chew her own tail, yet was still too close to Aleph for comfort.

“Sorry, could you get that dumbass fluffball for me? I can’t recall her from that far. Then we can head out.”

Josh Devlin

((Passing on both pokemon <3 Should we wrap up the thread soon? Unless you have any continuation ideas. It’s been really fun! Thank you so much <3)