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POSTED ON May 29, 2024 5:26:29 GMT
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What happened..?
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Mimi blinks awake, her body still numb from the fall and the poison. The last thing she remembered was a mochi being thrown at her during the attack and it inflicted poison on her again.
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"M-Marisol..?" she looks around for her friend but the dark limited her sights. All she could hear was the distant wails of zombified meglapolans, desperate to get out of this hellhole. Suddenly she feels the weak pull of a toxic chain, Mimi acts swiftly and tugs back easily pulling it off.
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A single voice breaks the silence. While she can't see where they are she immediately recognizes the voice to be of Cylorra, and they are begging for mercy. The answer came easy to Mimi, but other voices joined in. Some filled with vengeance while others were more idealistic.

"Mercy. We don't need to spill any more bloodshed. " she stumbles on her words, still she wanted to speak out wanting to use her voice for something good.
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MERCYYYY
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twenty six
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lavender town, kanto
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MARISOL SIMONE
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POSTED ON May 29, 2024 5:48:35 GMT
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the floor comes quickly. [break][break]

her landing is only briefly alleviated because of her GARDEVOIR, who still stands as her guardian. the psychic pokemon used a weaker telekinesis to keep both herself and from immediately crashing into the ground, at least. when she realizes, however, the gardevoir has reverted back to her regular appearance. odd, she was sure that mega evolution should last longer. [break][break]

a sight familiar - and dark - reaches her gaze as she looks out towards dim. the paradise in her dream was brighter, more vibrant - and her clear mind has her empathize with her captors; but stockholm hasn't grasped her yet.[break][break]

despite crashing, she feels nauseous - sick. the result of time jumping thanks to celebi, but she doesn't quite know this, yet, as she tries to pull herself together. instead, her first thought is to check on with a soft "i'm happy to see you, too, but are you alright?", glancing towards the young woman. marisol's first instinct is to help her up, bring her to her feet. she's still confused, and still scared. of course she'd be.[break][break]

then her attention is grabbed by cyllora, a cry for mercy reaching her ears. the nurse's brows furrow, a scoff nearly escaping her lips. almost, at how absurd the alien was being. spare them, after all they had done to them? after putting them through hell, after not even sparing the children, who she'll argue are innocent? they tortured them, stole their pokemon from them, nearly pushed them half to death, and now they were begging for mercy? [break][break]

how audacious. [break][break]

a storm of emotions - namely anger and vindication - fill the gardevoir, whose connection with her trainer has her stand in an offensive position. she doesn't move, however, by sole virtue of her mind hanging on by a thread; that thread was a sliver of reason and mercy. [break][break]

"i think," she speaks, softly - very few save for those close in her proximity could hear the pensive murmur "it's time for something to change." her eyes narrow to the gardevoir, whose body slowly lowers into a calm. her path is paved with blood, violence, and needless murder. it's how she's been, how she's always been, but she doesn't have to stay this way, does she? [break][break]

"psychic." she quickly commands the gardevoir, whose eyes glow blue to redirect the flying debris towards the megalopean. the gardevoir continues to hold the psychic, eyes out to protect the one who begs for mercy and freedom. the nurse then, glances to the young lady who's still confused as ever. [break][break]

she asked her what they should do. she's confused, scared, and shaking - just like the other children uninvolved in this cycle of hatred. "it's okay," she murmurs, shifting her free arm to gently pat the top of the young woman's head. "... we'll end this cycle of hate, and we'll go home." she's tired, but it doesn't mean someone younger than her should lose that same energy. [break][break]

"you can do it, i'll keep an eye on you and your pokemon."



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- checks on , she's okay, marisol's conflicted[break]
- internally apologizing to , chooses MERCY[break]
- GARDEVOIR uses PSYCHIC to redirect projectile attacks[break]
- encourages to spare them too

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Torn through battle and bloodshed, questions of mercy were from the question.
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Hesitation slid across her back and arms as Penelope made way with her response through a bombardment of ferocity.
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"Attack," she commanded her Blaziken, who still blinked against the pain from the aggressive poison still gnawing on his joints. "Now."
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Carrying her spirit, the pokemon forced his body to kick into gear, sprinting across the array of movement, legs already enraged with bouts of flames. One blaze kick was all that was required.
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silph
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TOXIC CHAINS WEIGH HIM DOWN. they cover him in the same bondage that had trapped them for a week’s time. a suffrage he does not forget lightly but one he does not dwell on either. for he is used to bearing the weight of hoenn on his shoulders and feeling the poison of others flow through his veins. his spirit cannot be dampened any longer.

even his own well-being comes second.

el—

her cecity cracks the second masks he wears. vindictive words are unbecoming of his idol, enough to shatter his romanticized depiction. like CELEBI’s constant time loops, fernando too much relive his mental space to amend her image, using what he sees to piece together a sculpture that has been chipped a few too many times.

you’re not her.

those thoughts prove just as toxic as the PECHARUNT’s poison, weakening him to the point her GRUDGES sneak through. like a virus, anger replicates, pulling him under with a disease that cannot be cured.

tch.

he bends the knee as he struggles with the TOXIC CHAINS.



the GLALIE can feel the weak bond of their SYGNA SUIT as it follows its trainer’s will. a targeted ICE SHARD looks to strike the PECHARUNT in-between the cacophony of a divided battlefield.


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RAID EVENT



FATIGUE


DISPLACED SO FAR FROM HOENN, the exhaustion and weariness of prolonged struggle gnawing at their bones, many plead for freedom. Freedom from imprisonment. Freedom from this alien city. Freedom from the extraordinary being thrust upon them violently and coldly.[break][break]

attempts to revive the dead OKIDOGI, but there is no use. Its soul has long since moved away from its body... The technology she rummages through is odd as well. From her inspection of the ship, this fleshy machinery should have "never worked". Perhaps, this is the stuff of dreams. Of imagination. Like , she finds a BEAST BALL: a technology adopted by the Hoennian people in an anomalous development after THE ULTRA BEAST WAR.[break][break]

and rest among the rubble and wish for mercy. To be better people. Exhaustion catches up with and the torrid whirlpool of emotion spills from her body.[break][break]

A soft voice falls from 's lips. As he and stand together, they tend to each other's anguish. Unbeknownst to them, more danger will befall them. Will seek them. Rest can only happen in pockets when surrounded by surmounting threats.[break][break]

will soon be exhausted by the violence too. When conflict breaks, surprise will grasp at her chest.[break][break]

In the meantime, witnesses a forceful union. A temporary truce between the League and Rocket; however, within the grand stage of their alien confrontation, ammunition is cultivated from the tension for either side. CELEBI had noticed 's fears of the vision—but it can not elaborate upon them. Time must flow its course. The sprite communicates that it will return briefly, and discreetly, it tears a ripple in time before zipping into it.


CYLLORA


AMONG RIBBONS OF TOXIC CHAINS, Cyllora is admonished by those they have imprisoned. The effects of the Toxic Chain had allowed them and the Megalopolans to incarcerate them. In their sleep, when isolated and feverish, patrols of poison have allowed the Megalopolan General, their troops, and The Never-Rot to seize them for work.[break][break]

And for eventual food.
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[attr="class","hgssnote"]Howard Slayte: "People cannot change the past. All we can do is to accept our own actions. If you still wish to be burdened by what you've done, then forge a brighter future out of guilt. It is your choice on how to perceive something that has already happened."
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[attr="class","hgssnote"]Ever Blackwell: "You think just sending us home is good enough? You think you’re innocent of the pain you caused just because you weren’t directly attacking us. You were still aligned with the wardens that made our lives hell. You’re as guilty as they are, and you beg for mercy. Why should we grant you mercy after everything you put us through? After you were so willing to sacrifice your own for your own agenda. Those with wicked hearts must be punished."
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[attr="class","hgssnote"]Johanna Joy: "-I know some people won’t forgive you. But I forgive you! I understand why you did this and if you just put down the chains I am sure we can come together and find a way that will help everyone!"
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[attr="class","hgssnote"]Zachary Stellar: "I hold no hatred to your people for wanting to save their home. But you choose to subjugate us instead of ask for help! I can't speak for some, but I know this much! What you have done is UNFORGIVABLE! I want to see your people safe-- but you do not deserve it!"
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"none of you understand, but you will! oh, you will. when your people are pushed to near extinction, when your world is sundered apart..." Cyllora glares at . "then you will understand the choices i've made!"[break][break]

[attr="class","hgssnote"]Fern Delaney: "do you know [✨tapu koko]?"
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"it's a child of the blinding one. it is a bastardization created from a broken city, a broken people. what does it do but preserve necrozma's destruction?" The SHARD OF NECROZMA would not recognize it as one of its kin...[break][break]

[attr="class","hgssnote"]Ettie: "Will not hurt friends again, ever? Will not hurt home? Will promise?"
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CYLLORA DOES NOT ANSWER ETTIE. Does not know how to answer. Truth is marred by their lengthy marriage to Pecharunt's toxins. When the Wild Child's LUCARIO attempts to detect Cyllora's emotions, they do not encounter them. Instead, they encounter THE NEVER-ROT'S. And the Lucario only encounters malevolence. Unending malice. The desire to subjugate, control, and manipulate desire.[break][break]

gets their answer and their MIDNIGHT LYCANROC leaps into action with stones when the commotion commences.


THEY MUST BOTH DIE


OUTCOME: SPARE/MERCY[break]
THE SUBSEQUENT SCENARIOS OCCUR WITHIN SECONDS
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[attr="class","hgssnote"]Elisabeth Fiorelli: "Where was your mercy, when you watched us rot in your cells? When you tortured us and laughed for our pains? YOU WILL REAP WHAT YOU SOW."
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GNARLED VINES ERUPT FROM MEGALOPOLAN PAVEMENT. Pale and black, they snake around Cyllora and the PECHARUNT as her resentment floods across the rubble. A dark shaft of energy descends upon them from WO-CHIEN, as another pang of negative emotion pushes past the crowd like an aftershock. 's CHIEN-PAO unleashes the hatred amassed from around them, wails of the dead, echoes of The Border from which it had been sealed, charging forth with its sword-like fangs.

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chien-pao summons the strength of the dead. it charges with blinding speed and slashes it's sword-like fangs, freezing it's opponents in an icy vortex.


As a cyclone of icy shrapnel encircle the toxic two, terastallizes his patron. Steel manifests over ZEKROM's draconic body, the crystalline glimmer overcome by the LIGHTNING BOLT its Avatar conjures.[break][break]

[attr="class","hgssnote"]Remiel Calcifet: "After everything they've put us through, justice is required. They must not be allowed to subject anyone else to the horrors we experienced ever again. And for that to happen... THEY MUST BOTH DIE."
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Cyllora screams in agony as the attacks descend upon them. They bleed blue from the gashes, and as the PECHARUNT'S SHELL is forced ZEKROM'S PSYCHIC, the creature inside feigns weakness. It has endured much already: a visible and evident testament to this unassuming creature's true strength.[break][break]

's rises above the chaos like a spear of scorn diving toward :[break][break]
[attr="class","hgssnote"]DIANA CAVENDISH: "You kill him, and you’re no better than what our people are suffering! There are children here! This is not the way to go about things."
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's SACRED ASH RAIKOU manifests in a racing cloud of cineration.[break][break]

[attr="class","hgssnote"]Josh Devlin: "COWER IN FEAR OF THE RECEIVING END OF YOUR OWN CRUELTY!"
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The SACRED ASH RAIKOU'S QUICK ATTACK strikes the PECHARUNT in a sooty eruption of speed and power as the non-sentient beast of memory recoils from the impact.[break][break]

PECHARUNT wails, quivering mouth like automimicry for its callous, cold, azure heart. Countless chains rush outward in defense as the onslaught continues.[break][break]

As Underboss unleashes the command to strike, chains from his SHADOW DHELMISE launch toward the creature and entangle around it for his syndicate to take advantage.[break][break]

's IRON CROWN, without her order, fires beams, galvanized by 's charismatic command. 's METAGROSS fires a potent PSYCHIC toward the PECHARUNT too, the steel behemoth lurching forth alongside the Paradox of Iron. The chains that spiral toward the party are eviscerated from their attacks.[break][break]

Several sharp stones from 's AURORUS fly, cutting through chains cleanly like serrated daggers. Her rediscovered agency, her stalwart nature in the face of temptation and menace, allow her and her Pokemon to sever many chains. Punches from 's ZERORA electrify chains too, bursting them into clouds of fried flesh and poison.[break][break]

's SHARD CALYREX unleashes a PSYCHIC toward the exposed creature, and his SHAYMIN intercept among cut chains. A PETAL BLIZZARD scatters as the royal's attack lances through before defusing in floral futility as the man voices his displeasure.[break][break]

Some attacks manage to bypass the chains and protection. 's MALAMAR conducts a precise PSYCHO CUT on CYLLORA, while 's CELESTEELA manages to take advantage of the skies. A FLASH CANNON descends upon CYLLORA. Chains aim to protect her head, but they are torn apart by the Ultra Beast's powerful beam.[break][break]

But before the attack can conclude with a finishing pulse of energy, 's WIGGLYTUFF uses DISABLE at the right moment. The FLASH CANNON can not finish the General off as it is blocked.[break][break]

's AGGRON charges forth, its DRAGON RUSH clobbering chains into muddy messes. Meanwhile 's CARRACOSTA fires a tactical ANCIENT POWER to free itself and its trainer of chains before the stone flies toward CYLLORA. The General continues to wail in pain, the gash from 's CHIEN-PAO bleeding.[break][break]

However, they are granted brief relief from the attacks as 's URSHIFU dashes through the chains. A PROTECT from the ursine warrior contests 's AGGRON and 's CARRACOSTA'S ANCIENT POWER. The PROTECT shatters as 's NAGANADEL'S DRAGON PULSE, empowered by a BEAST BOOST, flies past to strike CYLLORA.[break][break]

Perhaps, CYLLORA'S RESILIENCE is a result of THE NEVER-ROT'S INFLUENCE, but it is also due to the healing.[break][break]

The constant healing that keeps them able to endure more and more of the wrath of the people they have tortured. Should and 's CLEFABLE & KIRLIA'S LIFE DEW be directed toward CYLLORA, their healing in conjunction with 's constant HEALING SCALES keeps her painfully alive.[break][break]

In midst suffering, a sweet song weaves through the violence. 's MELOETTA SHARD SINGS and sleeps 's METAGROSS, 's ZERAORA, 's CARRACOSTA, 's AGGRON, and eventually, 's NAGANADEL.[break][break]

Thankfully, 's MAGNEZONE summons an ELECTRIC TERRAIN to prevent any other Pokemon from falling asleep...


VELMOS


SIMULTANEOUSLY, darts into action—but this is no impulsive act. He looks to the future. How the severance of Rocket's allegiances with the Megalopolans may pay to his and the League's advantage. And as Velmos, on the verge of succumbing to the strangle on his blue neck, spies the FLOWER TRICK reappearing above him, he closes his eyes to surrender to his fate.[break][break]

In spite of 's SWAMPERT and her MUD BOMB, the FLOWER TRICK explodes. However, a THUNDERCLAP from 's RAGING BOLT manages to racket the bomb further than initially intended. Still, the PECHARUNT squeals, dropping Velmos as his body is rocked by the expanding explosion. The Megalopolan's body topples towards the floor, visibly injured and torn apart before he is snatched by 's GYARADOS and its POWER WHIP.[break][break]

Barreling through a spatial rift, intercepts 's punch with a fist of her own. Another spatial blast is fired toward the Rocket Beast, but it strikes instead. Another blast is defused by 's HOUNDOOM, the infernal canine snarling as its PROTECT shatters from the detonation of pink.[break][break]

As 's head rings, he commands his KINGAMBIT to strike 's patron who busies itself with the complex creation of a rift. Subsequent strikes from are challenged by and his TAPU LELE. Pink contests pink as scales unite and scatter with every blow of energy from 's fists, protecting those from her wrath.[break][break]

Gathered energies and projectiles by 's DEOXYS are also thrust toward the PALKIA and as it roars in pain, the Legendary continues to focus on the creation of its portal.[break][break]

Black crystals adorn 's body. His frame is an intimidating monolith that stands among the "REBUILDING CITY OF ULTRA MEGALOPOLIS", conjured by 's ability to manipulate reality. Her UNOWN-K hovers above, and activates a Z-MOVE.

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the unown summons a domain of alternate reality that descends over a small area, trapping targets within it. For a brief period of time, any targeted Pokemon within take damage over time.


Above, 's GALARIAN MOLTRES flies above CYLLORA & PECHARUNT. Its siphoning presence draws energy from the General and the creature, and when compounded by the draining domain commanded by 's UNOWN-K, the vine-chain-tangled two are unable to properly move. CYLLORA howls in pain and frustration alongside a hissing PECHARUNT.[break][break]

Taken in by and in line of sight of , the Megalopolan General, singed and bloodied, coughs up poisoned phlegm. His veins bulge out from his neck; their blue now a horrid purple. He manages to speak, voice withering away by the second.[break][break]

Velmos senses his body's desecration. A phantom hunger pangs in his stomach. "i should have expected this..."[break][break][break][break]

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Another wet, gargled cough. He hears 's invitation. However, the dreadful sight of NECROZMA and its doppelganger-like Avatar is enough to force pause. "i was mistaken... no... no you... you're a... you're... a monster."[break][break]

During his last grip on life, fear fills the body of his final breath. A tight hold on 's forearm releases as VELMOS DIES.


PECHARUNT


THE PECHARUNT SQUIRMS AND WRITHES ABOUT like a squeak toy. 's FROSLASS summons a SNOWSCAPE. Snow graces ULTRA MEGALOPOLIS for the first time as falling flakes melt against the ELECTRIC TERRAIN of 's making.[break][break]

The snow is enough to obscure 's attempt to bite CYLLORA'S NECK. Although her fangs miss, 's HATTERENE hits a mark. A Z-MOVE BLOOM DOOM draws from the manifested plants of 's creation and blossoms explosively against one of Dewford's finest. A lunging takes the brunt of 's attack with her own body...[break][break]

A PRISMATIC LASER from 's NECROZMA soars toward CYLLORA with blinding light that illuminates the dark, pallid cityscape. However, 's URSHIFU, after fending off 's SYGNA SUIT: CRUNCH, and now joined by 's own URSHIFU, protects against the barrage—although they do take devastating collateral damage.[break][break]

However, the SNOWSCAPE melts away in a devastating eruption of flame and draconic spirit.
Z-MOVE: INFERNAL REIGN[break]
charizard unleashes an explosion, engulfing the battlefield in an intense heat that empowers Fire-type and Dragon-type moves for three turns.


The EXPLOSION takes CYLLORA—and 's URSHIFU due to proximity as RED CHAINS fly toward the PECHARUNT as 's BLAZIKEN'S BLAZE KICK and 's GLALIE'S ICE SHARD make purchase. However, these attacks are weakened by and 's intervention. PSYCHICS from METAGROSS and GARDEVOIR slow movements, stall the diffusion of force.


THE RED CHAIN


A WIDE GUARD from 's LUCARIO helps soften the blow and prevents any aggressive Megalopolans from reaching the epicenter of danger. Shadow walls constructed by 's abilities protect the chained civilian aliens from the smoldering battlefield, swirling with flame and draconic energy.[break][break]

After a warning shot, 's BISHARP severs the chains still connected to the Megalopolans. As chains are fall limp, the rest are detached by a deft PSYBEAM that lands on the PECHARUNT. 's MIME JR. inflicts CONFUSION, forcing the chains attached to the Megalopolan people to withdraw.[break][break]

When the Megalopolans are freed, they are finally able to respond to 's offer. However, their trauma is intertwined with their devastating history. Witnessing VELMOS' DEAD BODY scares them further, and with their CLONED POKEMON, they flee forward.[break][break]

RED CHAINS MANIFEST FROM , AND 'S BESTOWED POWERS. The RED CHAINS from and seize the PECHARUNT, while the RED CHAIN from —with MESPRIT & TINKATUFF'S SKITTER SMACK INTERVENTION, reaches for CYLLORA. The Megalopolan General is taken out of the eroding domain of 's creation as 's RED CHAIN revolves around them.[break][break]

, , and 's interventions also make it difficult for the PECHARUNT to be pulled free. However, 's ZERAORA is swift to assist with the pulling of the chain. joins . With his strength, he attempts to pull the PECHARUNT too alongside 's UXIE.[break][break]

's GALARIAN FARFETCH'D strikes stray projectiles away. Any retaliation against their organized tug-of-war is deflected by the valiant bird and 's CHARCADET.[break][break]

Finally, the PECHARUNT is pulled free. Scorched, bruised, and near death, the sweet-smelling fruit is brought close to , , , , and . It sniffs. Cries feebly. The pleasant aroma of a pecha berry wafts through the air as these iterations of the RED CHAINS fade.[break][break]

As the trainers near it, the PECHARUNT stops sniffling.[break][break]

's MESPRIT is quick to decipher the shift in emotion. However, the PECHARUNT acts quickly. It snarls and spreads its shell—but before it can unleash its MALIGNANT CHAIN, 's OGERPON finally finds its prey.[break][break]

With its reconstructed IVY CUDGEL, the OGERPON strikes the PECHARUNT with a devastating thwack. The resulting strike is so powerful, so ruthless, that death seems certain for THE NEVER-ROT as it soars through the city like a baseball. Perhaps, it will be eaten by the mad denizens of this fallen city, or it may be prey for the Ultra Beasts that roam through its alleys.


CYLLORA, AGAIN


THE RED CHAIN AROUND CYLLORA disperses. They fall to their knees, beaten and damaged. However, with PECHARUNT'S DEFEAT, their eyes reveal lucidity. No magenta tint remains in their gaze as they lift their heavy head:

"... ... ... ... ... ..."[break][break]

The Megalopolan people grab CYLLORA and heave them to their feet. They carry the General with them alongside their herd of doubles.[break][break]

"leave for your home... our people will be okay." A Megalopolan says. "we will take care of cyllora and we will take back our city with them."[break][break]

The Pokemon they've cloned from yours. They cry out, their TOXIC CHAINS still waving about—and yet, they seem sentient and well-mannered...[break][break]

"thank you. thank you. thank you."[break][break]

As the Megalopolans mobilize into their damned city, CELEBI returns, awash in verdant green. The TIME RIPPLE closes behind it and as the fairy flutters toward the motionless AZELF, the essence of time flows from its gentle hands into the Lake Guardian's body.[break][break]

After a lengthy breath, the AZELF opens its eyes.



EPILOGUE


INJURED BUT STALWART, the iridescent God of Space finishes its rift. Much time has been taken to create it, for the portal is a grand demonstration of its power. When one trespasses into the pink tear in space, they will be transferred to their desired location in Hoenn. A specific distribution made only possible by the PALKIA's abilities.[break][break]

's PALKIA roars triumphantly, alerting those to the rift's completion. Slowly but surely, the rift begins to expand, swallowing those caught within its reach. Those who are slow or are unwilling will inevitably be taken in by the portal to force their return home.[break][break]

Before leaves, he will notice that his LEGENDARY MARK had continued to react in ULTRA MEGALOPOLIS. The Megalopolan Captors had intended to use the accessories and powers of their prisoners. The POWER SPOTS within the ship have now been delivered to ULTRA MEGALOPOLIS—and as remnants of TERA CRYSTALS shimmer within the wreckage, the spread begins.[break][break]

PRIAM'S LEGENDARY MARK:[break]
Priam's legendary mark will react to anything Dynamax related. He will be able to differentiate authentic vs. artificial power spots due to the intensity of the legendary mark's sensation.[break][break]

Ultra Deep Sea causes his legendary mark to react the strongest. Furthermore, Wishing Stars, Max Honey, Dynamax Crystals, and Pokemon who can Dynamax also cause his mark to react. The more potent the dynergy, the stronger his mark will react.


As the Megalopolans fight back to seize their city, CYLLORA is tended to in spite of their transgressions. Perhaps the empathy voiced by those such as have touched their hearts; the mercy of the Hoenn people has spread to them as well. However, none will notice the true nature of CYLLORA's injuries, for GRUDGES & HATRED hide beneath the scar tissue of their body.[break][break]

WHEN returns home, he will notice that his ORICHALCUM MARK remains.
SHRED'S ORICHALCUM MARK[break]
Shred will be able to summon harsh ancient sunlight at will. Pokemon with Protosynthesis or sun-related abiltiies or moves will benefit from this weather.


AZELF IS ALIVE. Brought back from the brink of light thanks to CELEBI'S INTERVENTION and the protection bestowed upon it, the Lake Guardian must take time to heal. However, the events of this raid have caused the following characters to possess a new boon:
RED CHAIN/AZELF[break]
, and will be able to respectively manifest a weaker version of the RED CHAIN. This chain is not unbreakable and is not permanent. It can be used to trap objects, Pokemon, or people (with RPER permission if applicable) for a temporary period of time. This ability may fade should shift to Team Rocket.[break][break]

Furthermore, AZELF requires time to heal and will be safeguarded in Ever Grande City (or another League-affiliated location of Myriascope, Blue Star, and Ema's choosing). However, AZELF can be referenced or present in threads with , and (together or separate).


The next time returns to SOOTOPOLIS CITY, she will be consulted by Team Rocket's CALYREX. By the end of June, she will have completed the SADDLE & SHIELD to CALYREX'S SATISFACTION. Afterward, she will be tasked with an endeavor more suited to her strengths: THE FORGING OF A SWORD.[break][break]

In Hoenn, a pair of howls can occasionally be heard by not one, but two members of the Elite Four.
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Lastly, CELEBI accompanies throughout her travels. It can not speak of the vision, no. However, it teaches its craft:
TIME SKIPPER[break]
Yuina can practice "time skipping" with Celebi. She can skip a maximum three seconds forward or backward in time before forcibly reverting back to original time.


When , , return to Hoenn, they will hear a large toll of a bell—no, a bowl. TING-LU CALLS TO THEM... and eventually, they will assemble as war looms over the horizon.[break][break]

Back in Hoenn, the TOXIC CHAIN'S INFLUENCE remains. Occasionally, one may find a hostile TOXIC CHAINED POKEMON or one that has been pacified over time. Perhaps, PECHARUNT'S ABSENCE has allowed the former to exist... after all, the Megalopolans' cloned Pokemon function well with their newfound appendages.[break][break]

Moreover, there still exists, statues of a peculiar dog, monkey and bird on Hoenn soil. They hide in their quiet corners of the region, missed by the cleaners of this malevolent craft. And like many others waiting in the dark, The Loyal Three bide their time.


RULES & GUIDELINES



REWARDS


CHARACTERS WHO HAVE MISSED THREE REWARDS will not receive any rewards. These characters are , , and . Even if you missed ONE ROUND, you will be able to redeem all rewards.[break][break]

Please note that the EXTRA MOVE SLOT reward can only be used on Pokemon that HAVE NOT BEEN POISONED OR FAINTED in this raid.[break][break]

The MYTHICAL PECHA BERRY will be used for a special shop in the future that may also include SHADOW POKEMON. This store will allow you to create TOXIC CHAINED POKEMON or SHADOW POKEMON from a set of premade "custom abilities or moves". Currently, this is still being workshopped, but expect its release next month. The MYTHICAL PECHA BERRY will be used to create a TOXIC CHAINED POKEMON.

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August 10
Fallarbor Town, Hoenn
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Minor Gym Leader
Ace (Civilian)
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Instead of a tender neck, the dragon maiden’s vengeful fangs found the thick, furry hide of ’s Urshifu. In spite of everything they had done (and what they had planned to do with them), Hoennians united in sparing the crazed general’s life.
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Perhaps that overwhelming resolve--that TOUKON--was stronger than grudges or hatred.
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Having sent Pecharunt blasting off, Ogerpon slumped on the ground, extreme sleep deprivation finally catching up to the little ogress. Overcome with big sisterly instincts, Andrea scooped her up. “You did great, Pon. Now rest, you’ve earned it.”
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As Cyllora regained lucidity in the never-rot’s absence, so too did Andrea’s bloodlust dissipate when the battle ended and her Sygna Suit was no longer active. Unlike , she had not forgiven them. She never would. But she no longer desired their death.
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Amethyst eyes were drawn to and her new, onion-headed friend, prompting a smile. Another new addition to the girlygang! Jollity turned to terror upon gazing at and his monstrous patron, the scars on her back suddenly throbbing with pain.
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Turning the other way, she caught a glimpse of Chomper’s identical twin already raring to do battle with the Ultra Beasts. The apple had not fallen far from the tree. “Promise that you’ll be good to them!” She beseeched the people that now commanded their cloned Pokémon.
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Finally, her broken and battered body, no longer supported by the drug known as adrenaline, gave way. The last thing the PokéManiac saw before losing consciousness was Palika’s spatial rift engulfing her, taking her to the one place her heart desired the most…
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- Dummy ward FREEDOM!!![break]
- SYGNA DRIP[break]
- INJURIES: Andrea has suffered burns on her arms from Hearthflame Masks's flame as well as bruises from Ogerpon's retaliation.[break]
- Ogerpon goes back to sleep[break]
- Andrea passes out from injuries[break]
- Palkia's rift takes them back to Hoenn






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Among all the confusion and destruction-- Zachary made a choice to attack. For better or worse, they were choices he had to accept and take responsibility for. But he didn't regret his choice. To leave these people under the influence of the chains... to let their futures not be their own, was not a way to live. Even as their home was in dire straits, Zachary had no intention to let the crimes done against them go undone. And while everyone used far stronger methods, Zachary was proud by his and Happy's. Even now, Happy didn't want to cause excess harm! [break][break] Happy's Psybeam was just what they needed-- as the PECHARUNT lost complete control over his chains-- causing them to shatter from the people! The Mime Jr. gave a happy cheer, seeing their intent was spot on! The battle soon raged on, and soon reached its inevitable end...[break][break] With the control of the red chains gone-- the man Cylorra recovered, carried by his people. He told them with the cloned pokemon, they would fight for their home and... thank you.[break][break] Still feeling bruised and hurt deep down, Zachary breathed out slowly and looked to the alien people. He saw the clones of Dizzy, Happy and the others with them. [break][break] "Treat them well, okay? " Zachary said as he looked to them-- especially a little child who had the company of Happy's clone. If it wasn't for happy's little 'phantom thief joker mask' he would of had a hard time telling them apart. The two mime jr.s met for a moment, and started to mimick each other, ending with a happy little laugh between them. [break][break] "Pokemon are powerful, but they are also living beings. Just like you. Don't forget that, and treat them with the same respect you would treat one another. Do that, and I have no issues with you having cloned them. No matter what they are, their alive." Zachary said, and wished them luck in reclaiming their home. [break][break] It was done and their battle had finished-- but there was a small problem. "Um guys...? " Zachary asked as he looked to the people he knew: , , , -- "How exactly are we going to get back home?!" He shouted among the alien planet. [break][break] His answer came from the form of the siting of the mighty Palkia-- of all things. This whole trip was filled with both horrors and wonders as Zachary soon saw the magical portal in space that would take them home. "Well... i guess that helps. " he replied feeling silly. He had seen so much, but now he was fully exhausted. The small whimper of Happy-- a call of concern for his trainer, urged him to go through and get rest and help. Along with the rest of them-- Zachary slowly limped forward with Happy guiding him. THough too small to truly support Zachary, the little mime held on to him to urge him into the portal. They soon passed through, leaving the strange world behind and returning home... [break][break]
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[break][break]Upon returning home, he reported in to both the league and officers. There had been missing person's reports for them all... including his parents. Explaining what happened was not fun, and he left out key details to save their worries. Of course his mother, most of all, held a fit about how Zachary was involved with something so dangerous! After ward, he checked himself into a hospital to get a full check in and spent 2 days there, being checked and recovered from his injuries. [break][break] Despite it all, he felt he had... grown from the encounter and become stronger as a trainer and person. Even in such pain and misery, Azelf's thoughts helped pulled him through and he heard later the little psychic type had survived. He was grateful for that and thanked the psychic creature in his thoughts. Perhaps it would reach him... [break][break] More so, he was grateful to his friends he had in there and the new ones he made. In the end, they pulled through and survived, and even freed a people from the bad guidance of one of their own.[break][break] From that point on, he would learn from this and grow only stronger to do the right thing. In the end, his desire to be a gym leader stemmed from something-- to help others grow as much as he did. He only hoped the cloned pokemon would help the Megalopians grow too and be more than what they were. Just like his did. [break][break]

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Happy Psybeam is a success and confusing the enemy-- helped freed the Megalopians from their chains! [break]
Zachary wishes the Megalopians well as they leave with their new cloned pokemon. [break]
Happy and cloned Mime Jr mimick one another. XD [break]
Seeing the mystical portal-- Zachary returns home with the others. Afterward reports to missing persons their alive and checks into hospital for small stay. [break]
Legendary awareness: Zachary now knows about 's raikou, Azelf, Palkia and the others in the Prismatic Penatentary. [break]




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cass, cassie
she/her
seventeen
november 7th
petalburg city, hoenn
grey-aroace
student (private school)
civilian
single
5'3'' height
5'3'' height
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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Cassandra Kubrick
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POSTED ON May 30, 2024 12:51:02 GMT
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Everything becomes a whirl of action, and everything happens so fast - Cass can only attempt to focus on the glowing red in front of her, staring with an almost maniac look at Cyllora as she pulls- And the Megalopolan is freed, in part. Heavily injured, but not dead and that's what counts. Death is where hope struggles the most - it's not a story, after all. (And as long as she hasn't seen her dead father, he's alive. Out there. Somewhere.)

The Megalopolans take care of Cyllora as Cass sinks to the ground, not even attempting to catch up. There'd be time, or maybe not. She can't really say she cares much as she turns away. She just hopes Cyllora got the faces of those who didn't condemn them burned into their mind, or else she will. One day, if it ever becomes relevant ... if she has the energy then. For once, she hopes she doesn't have to cash in that favour.

She gives thumbs-up to and and everyone who helped prevent this death, just in time to see that oh. Oh well. Pecharunt's sent flying. One flare of anxiety causes her to whip around, scanning the crowd for the toxic chained pokémon - she calms down as she sees them all well and alive, ready to take their home back from its ruin. And then she plummets towards and , fulling letting her flesh bag weight fall against them. "Thank you so much ... it's done now, we ... the fighting's over." She squeezes her friends, before turning to the two younger children proper, nodding at them, as well as looking at . She's heard her questions and has seen that the answer has not been what the wildchild wanted to hear. "Let their people decide further- the influence is gone, I hope. Let's- get back to Hoenn?" She can only hope that Ettie might not seek further harm. "Let's tear into some cake instead, okay?"

She feels dizzy. She truly feels dizzy.

And it's surely because of that that she sees movement. Azelf moving. She shakes her head, pressing her eyes shut to focus her vision. "Don't think I actually saw Azelf with open eyes, wild imagination ..." she murmurs. "What do you-" she starts asking and , wondering what they'd do with the motionless pokémon.

Wait what?!

tl;dr epilogue
- yeay cyllora not dead!! oops pecharunt died (velmos is not on cass' mind at all)
- falls against thea & knight, thanks and squeezes them
- talks to ettie, hope she will let cyllora be despite the answer, invites her for cake
- moves over to eris and hideo, thinks exhaustion hallucinates azelf's eyes as open- IT ALIVE?!
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myriascope

rosie
she / her
14
October 14
Vermilion City, Kanto
unknown
demolition expert
Civilian
But I still believe, someday this lie will set me free
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Eris Halla
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POSTED ON May 30, 2024 13:17:04 GMT
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[attr="class","nikki109"]What counts as a perfect ending is in the eyes of the beholder. In Eris' case, she is truly uncertain what to make of any of it. The way that Pecharunt cries like a child that's been berated and hurt. The way that Mesprit tenses and pushes her back into . Before anything else can happen, Ogerpon strikes, batting the Never-rot so hard and fast that it shoots away.[break][break]

The source of evil has been stopped, killed even. But Cyllora is... safe. Lucid, from what she can tell. And the Megalopolans readily pick her up, their pokemon all prepared to accompany their new trainers into this vast unknown. Then comes Celebi, their powers over time quietly washing over Azelf, who's been all too still in her arms.[break][break]

And against all odds, the hope that had been burned to nothing but dust begins to take a new shape. A quiet breath, a strange warmth that radiates from her chest. She can see Mesprit draw closer, cooing as they reach out to hold their sibling's hand.[break][break]

"We did it..."[break][break]

In the wake of chaos, the adrenaline subsides. With it, comes a brutal wave of exhaustion, her body giving out on her as she falls right to her knees. And yet she smiles, carefully adjusting her hold until they seem comfortable.[break][break]

"We've found you, Azelf."
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Dyfalu

Aubre
She/Her
26
February 17
Turffield
Demisexual
Pokémon Doctor
Civilian
I Still Believe, Inside of Me, There's Someone Not Unspoken. Someone Not So Broken.
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Aubre McKenna-Settentrione
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POSTED ON May 30, 2024 13:45:53 GMT
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As the violence rages on, the doctoris eventually forced to turn away. As a teenager in English class, she doubted the validity of Lord of the Flies. She scoffed at the idea that people could be so easily reduced to savages. And, yet, here it was on full display. “...we could just arrest them.” This she says offhandedly to her husband as she leans bonelessly into his bruised and broken arms. “Why can’t they see that—they’re—no one needs to--we’re all the same.”
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Hearing Velmos fall, Aubre feels her heart twist. Bright green eyes darken with despair as Serena looks forlornly at her still extended hands. All that training, all that pain, and you’re still useless. This experience people say will strengthen her. But she knows it likely won’t. No, with her luck it’ll just give her an Arceus damned fear of mochi and simians. Maybe it’d be better if that Houndoom had done her job. At least he wouldn’t be stuck with you.
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For a moment, she’s almost tempted to sink into that despair. To just sit on the edge of this destroyed world until Necrozma itself swallows them up. But the hands on her shoulders remind her that her life isn’t just about her. Maybe this realization is helped along by Azelf, but maybe it's not.
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“I’m sorry.” The redhead murmurs to the fallen general as the rest of the attacks dwindle down. As Pecharunt sails away—a spiky, poisonous ball—Aubre cannot quite shake a sense of foreboding. Some part of her wants to go after it. Just to make sure it was gone or dead. To sate that curiousity, but as she tries to move, she feels how tired her bones are. The thanks of the Megalopans is met with a shaky nod. “You’re welcome.” She murmurs softly, “Take care of eachother.”
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Her eyes linger on the clones of Serena and Alastor for a moment before she moves toward the exit. “Thank you.” She murmurs to Palkia as well as she steps through. Her home swims into view, the noise and appearance of the portal drawing out familiar faces. Her father’s face slack with relief and her mother's with a mixture of awe and annoyance.
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“Hey.” She smiles softly. “Sorry we’re late.”
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There’s a pause as she laughs. Again, the sound isn’t right but it’s closer to normal. Real sunshine on her skin already starting to banish the ichor of that cell and its wardens. “You wouldn’t believe the week we had.”
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Then, the world explodes in light as a little white-haired figure rushes forward. With almost herculean strength, the toddler pushes her grandparents aside. Those beautiful eyes are filled with tears and that little nose powdered wet by snot. “MOMMMMMY!” Aubre somehow finds the strength to pick her up, falling back into Leon for support.
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Those earlier thoughts are written off as selfish. Life is hard, but this is a reason to go forward. The child wrapped in her arms. “Michaela!” Aubre croons into her daughter’s hair as she squeezes her tight enough to burst. Tears fall in earnest now. All of the stress and fear pouring into the ground, soon washed away by the sprinkling of the rain clouds above. “Did you have fun with grandma and grandpa?”


Michaela is quick to remind her why they’re called terrible twos.

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Elly, El
she/her
24
December 24
Hammerlocke, Galar
Bisexual
Galarian Ambassador
Rustboro Captain
darling, so share with me
or pain if that's what it is
5'7" / 170 cm height
5'7" / 170 cm height
i long to stay where the light dwells to guard against the cold that i know so well
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Elise Calcifet
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POSTED ON May 30, 2024 15:39:59 GMT
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Much to the detriment of everyone else that wanted to kill the Megalopolan, it would appear that the general got to survive. Elise had gotten disappointment from those that she knew, much like her elder cousin. Alas, she doesn’t have the energy to contend with them nor to oppose their pacifistic view of potentially keeping a dangerous threat alive. She imagines that most of the others wanted to go home already, back to their rest and put that incident behind them.[break][break]

“I believe Dr. Reyes’ patron will create that way to get us home.” A sigh comes from the Galarian Ambassador when she talks to . Rest needed to be done before she’ll have some energy to get back to work tomorrow. Her assistant must have been worried sick from her disappearance. "Let's go home, Charles." She speaks to the shard Calyrex later before the deity of space creates the space rift to get the others home.[break][break]

She’ll take the space rift created by Palkia to take her back to Lilycove City during the late evening. The shard Calyrex follows her, he doesn’t get to kill the Pecharunt except for the final blow to the pecha-like Pokemon being dealt by the Ogerpon that bonded with her fellow minor league gym leader. [break][break]

And when she gets to her Victorian manor home and opens the door for Charles to come inside, the ambassador lays onto the plush couch. The hare king rests with her, perhaps he is tired of everything that happened too.


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Weakling Ward WE'RE FREEEEEE[break]
♔ Epilogue time. Elise goes home to Lilycove City where she and Charles the shard Calyrex rest in the Victorian manor home. Thank Arceus it's over.[break]
♔ Thank you for the fun raid, Shiv! 💜

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Tsukistar

She/Them
15 (Estimated)
April 5th
Route 119/Fortree
???
Wandering Wildchild
Cadet
N/A
Uninterested
87 height
87 height
HABABABABA
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Ettie
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POSTED ON May 30, 2024 18:12:02 GMT
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At first, as Pecharunt is sent flying and Cyllora is left behind, Ettie wants to pounce. To sink her teeth into them. To tear at them with her nails - as much as they've lost their sharpness. This one was a threat too - right? This one couldn't simply be left be...!

... But, she feels Anat's paw on her shoulder. Ettie blinks - glancing up to the Lucario. And when Anat shakes her head, Ettie frowns a little; but she relents, standing down. She isn't sure why Anat sees that makes her want to leave them be, but... Ettie trusts in her packmate.

And Ettie, too, trusts in ; the suggestion of going home, the suggestion of cake, both a siren song. She spares only a glance to the toxic chained clone pokemon, particularly those copied from her own pack... "... Ettie want cake..." She agrees softly, glancing back to Cass and following her, her own packmates trailing close.

As she approaches , , and - looked to the seemingly lifeless Azelf in Eris' arms... At first, Ettie frowns softly. This was the one who helped them, right? The one who let them escape... Yet neither she nor her pack could protect them.

Though then again, was there anything they could have done? Azelf had already seemed so weakened, had pushed itself so hard...

... But then, there was a flutter of eyelids. Stirring. Anat perked visibly, as life seemed to be breathed into the sprite once more. Ettie perks up, too, upon noticing this - and she smiles softly.

As Eris drops to her knees, Ettie kneels down before her. Anat provides a Heal Pulse for the little patron of Willpower. "Thank you, friend." Ettie speaks softly, to Azelf. "Rest. Packs protect."
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lumity/jayfeather

he/him/his
20
January 9th
Hammerlocke
demisexual
ranger/photographer
senior ranger
6’1” height
6’1” height
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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ever blackwell
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POSTED ON May 30, 2024 18:17:17 GMT
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Pain was the first thing he noticed when he came back to his senses.
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Blinking, he looked around, confused as to what had happened. He only vaguely remembered what had happened when he had been influenced by the ruinous Pokémon. He remembered getting worked up over what had been done to them more, especially the Megalopolans, who had maybe looked to Cyllora for guidance only to be used by her. Than nothing…
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Rubbing at his eyes to try and get rid of the forming headache, he happened to look down to see some of his injuries had reopened. Well, that would explain the pain and the woozy feeling.
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He blankly watched some blood drip to the ground below. It seemed like a lot of work to tend to his injuries. What was a bit of blood loss in the grand scheme of things?
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's voice would break through the strange fog in his mind, causing him to look towards the younger male. He shrugged and was about to respond, but before he could, spoke. "Well, that’s good. I’ll need to get home and tend to my injuries,” he said, his eyes returning to the blood hitting the ground from the few wounds that had reopened.
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Mentally shaking himself, he gave and a nod, as well as if he was nearby, before returning Flash to his pokeball and trying to find before they were sent back home.
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If he found her, he would approach her and thank her for putting up with him, and yes, those would be the exact words he used.
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Rather or not, he was able to speak with Elaine one last time. He would go over to where people were being teleported away and allow himself to be teleported away.
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Much to his chagrin, he would teleport home, where his grandparents had apparently been residing during his absence, apparently out of worry. Upon seeing the state he was in, they would immediately force him to go to the hospital. Along the way, he would give an abridged version of what happened to him.
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He spent a few weeks at the hospital, where, just as he had expected, his arm had begun healing wrong and needed to be rebroken and reset.

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✧ desi | diamandis ✧
✧ she/her ✧
✧ twenty five ✧
✧ september 23 ✧
✧ lumiose, kalos ✧
✧ bisexual ✧
✧ idol | dj ✧
✧ gym leader ✧
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DESIREE BLOOMS
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A tear speckled down her cheek at 's confrontation, bringing her eyes to widen; and anger to manifest in the folds of her skin, seeking to come out to avoid the feeling of insecurity that came with casting such a grim vote. Having pulled from the pit of murder once before, it felt all the more personal to be called out for a decision that came with ample thought.. especially as she was a people pleaser, and it seemed to be the people weren't so pleased with those courageous enough to pass judgment.[break][break]

The Hatterene continued to weave its spell, pulling from the energies of what, unbeknownst to her, a criminal had created. "The monsters stand before you, not beside you," she said with bore teeth, clenching a fist, ".. yet you, of all those who chose to forsake the other innocents.. vote to spare those who have killed so many of us? The world has been forsaken by the Megalopolans time and time again.. and they will not stop..!"[break][break]

Her eyes darted back and forth- feeling panic, feeling the guilt 's words allowed to manifest. Above all else, she wished never to kill again. Yet, she felt that this was one of the rare reasons to draw from the endless spiral once more.. as there was not a word to convince her that if they were to survive and be free, they would not increase their throne of innocent, human bones they stood upon once more. No plea, no promise.. for her opinion on the otherworldly beings was cast into unbreakable cement.[break][break]

If only there was another way that she was willing to see. "They surrender, they go free.. and they will come back," her breaths began to intensify, ".. and you will live with the guilt of knowing you didn't try to prevent it.. Everything you love will turn to dust.. like the fans of mine they took, the ones which they took their faces.."[break][break]

The Bloom Doom bloomed upon the vicinity; watching it flourish through the gap toward the flailing Pecharunt with twitching eyes, those which begged to dig into the white-haired man even more, the blocking of the attack manifested as a knife to her skull. Desiree attempted to raise her broken arm with a pained gasp to no avail-[break][break]

"..No!" She screamed, her body pushing itself forward, ".. B- Baki..! Why.. would you..?" Tears streamed down her cheeks in the form of regret- such a vote did not come with the intent to harm someone she had previously admired, who she had seen herself within. If anyone deserved such a lash, it was not . Guilt manifested not only in her but in the Hatterene.. as they had met once before in a psychedelic battle of poison and fairy light.[break][break]

It approached shakily, hesitant beside its trainer, fangs retracted. ".. Baki.. I'm.. so sorry.. I- I," she wept, the Hatterene releasing a HEAL PULSE instinctually in its sorrows, ".. Fuck..! Fuck!"[break][break]

A glimpse of the mobilization of the Megalopolans, the taking of the unwound, was all she saw before being forcibly brought into the Palkia's rift. Not a goodbye to any of the girls, not a wish to reacquaint with in the real world expressed, despite how desperately she wished to convey such a message before it was all said and done. Emotions were like a whirlwind in her mind, strung with guilt and fear all the same. Why did it have to end this way? Why?[break][break]

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The manipulation of space around her led her to the place she had wandered from before, the last place she remembered being before the assailants took her into their arms. Not to her apartment, but to the outskirts of ’s ranch. Feeling the fresh air and the fallen leaves of the trees kiss her forehead, she collapsed to her knees shortly before picking herself back up, tears stringing down her cheeks like spiderwebs, ever winding with dew.[break][break]

This time, she would not walk away into the forest— she would go the opposite direction, inching closer and closer to his door with each pained step. Anything and everything they could and had argued about did not matter here, anymore. She was finally free— and with such newfound freedom came a craving, a wish to take on the responsibilities she pettily discarded time and time again.[break][break]

But first, she needed to see him— to see if he had made it through the month of torture, for he was one of the few so fortunate to avoid such an abysmal trial. He had to be.[break][break]

Making it up to could wait a single night— as could making it up to the world. She needed rest, a time to heal.. as did the rest of those who shared her fate. Even if it felt as though it would kill her, not finding the one who was truly made her victim and giving her the world in atonement- it would kill her walking away from the one she loved again, too.[break][break]

'Why did it have to end like this?'



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PRISMATIC PENITENTIARY
POSTED ON May 30, 2024 21:21:02 GMT
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PRISMATIC PENITENTIARY

Elaine's Epilogue



The violence finally died down. Elaine was right. Even if it wasn't significant, her own actions had been meaningful as others stepped up to prevent the terminal form of violence from rearing its ugly head.

But, blood still flowed. Though Cyllora and Pecharunt had survived the ordeal, there was still one fatality. Though she knew Velmos was one person who was far too dangerous to let live, she could not help but grit her teeth as she watched the cold act performed by Greyson Connors.

League and Rocket.

Those two factions were merely organizations created by people. She had seen the strength and kindness of so many people from them, but what she saw in the last few minutes was an unabashed display of some of the vilest tendencies of humanity she had seen. There was Elizabeth Fiorelli who had become the epicenter of a muck of hatred and bloodlust that festered and metastasized to both League and Rocket. There was Greyson Connors whose cold, calculated violence led to a chain reaction of barbarity. There were all of the people who had been corrupted by an all-obscuring bloodlust.

It was all disgusting.

But it was not even just then.

During the incident with the Rusted Shield. Even back during the incident in the Cloud, she had seen just how easy it was for the ugliest of violence to erupt.

When doctors treated cancer, one of the most prevalent factors in how they decide to treat it came from how far it spread and how far it was beginning to eat away at the rest of the body. In that vein, what was this? Was this like watching Stage 4 cancer gradually eating away at someone until they were a cachectic husk, unable to even stand on their own two feet? Was this Hoenn? Was this what its people had become?

And if so, what was left to even heal?

Elaine couldn't even find the energy to let herself fall back after all this. Instead, her dear first partner, Ginga had come to her side and let its one of its front limbs become a wall for her to lean on. She had clutched at her wounds, leaned, but she would not fall here.

She held steadfast to a simple, yet beautiful ideal, but that ideal was not enough to heal. Whatever one small step she took at a time would simply be overwritten by the rot and toxins of another.

So, what was left to her at this point?

Was this why you went down the path you did, Elaine?

Her mind flashed back to her past self, the one she had not heard from in so long. That side of herself who had died clinging to the belief of embracing the allure of absolute strength.

But she was not her. The Elaine of now was the dregs of the past dragged into the present. Even if she was a fragment that would not exist, she would still walk down the muddy path before her or blaze a new trail. That weakling was not so weak that she was willing to let herself be crushed by the paradox of her existence or the weight of an impossible, intolerable reality.

It won't be the same way, but I'll make our ideal a reality. I promise you, Elaine.

She didn't know how strong she would have to become. She didn't know who she would have to fight and trample upon to get to it. She did not know how many contradictions she would have to shoulder. But she would bear all of that as it came. For the sake of that ideal.



The crowd had been beginning to disperse as people had been taking their opportunities to say their goodbyes and walk out of the final portal to wherever it ended up.

"I guess this is goodbye for now, Violet." Elaine looked to one of the people who had been by her side throughout all of this. She had returned all of her Pokemon safely to her Pokeballs and though she was still in pain, she was smiling.

It was something that she had found difficult to do, but being unchained had done wonders for her mood and the threshold for such an expression.

She didn't want to have to leave Violet's side at this point, but it was time to head back home.

"When you feel you've recovered a bit, or even if you haven't, hit me up. Or maybe I'll hit you up. We have a lot of catching up to do." With one final embrace, Elaine walked away while waving her hands.

After one final pat on the head to her cellmate, , who still continued to put himself down and a final wave goodbye to her other friend and comrade, , she found herself walking through the pink tear in space.

As the pink glow eventually faded away, she found herself in an all-too-familiar location. Her blazer was still hanging on her coat hanger stand. Her shoes and socks were still laying by the couch. Her desk, computer, and multiple bookshelves had picked up a scant amount of dust.

"Home sweet home."

The moonlight peeked through the gaps in the blinds and gently glowed upon her. As it did, she had realized just how disheveled she had become. She had cuts everywhere and she had been covered with dirt. Her clothes were a mess. Clearly being part of a shipwreck did not help that.

She was going to need a shower at this point. She was going to need to dress at least some of these cuts and disinfect them.

As much as she wanted to keel over and sleep on her office couch at that moment she needed to clean up. It was a good thing that she had converted this place into a back-up home for moments like this. And thankfully, this was going to be in an actual shower. It was a shame she wasn't at home and able to just take a nice soak, but she could always get to that later.

She could finally think of things to do later now aside from simply surviving.

After tossing her shirt off onto the coat hanger, she heard a footstep behind her. As she turned around, she realized that she could not mistake what she saw and found herself unable to do anything but blurt out a lone utterance.

"Eh?"


TL;DR:
  • Elaine has a lot of inner monologue after what just happened, but with her hatred focused mainly towards Elizabeth Fiorelli and Greyson Connors.
  • Elaine says goodbye to Violet, Ever, and Kyrenai
  • Elaine gets ready to clean up but reacts to a surprise visitor.
  • Naive ideals vs metastatic rot. What is left in Elaine's eyes?


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