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the letters of the text - revealing their collective mistake - doesn't sway persephone, so much as the heat below them does.

she could ponder how they erred in their decision, but the chaos is brought into focused clarity only by the orders being directed from her elevator, and more immediately, by the heat radiating from below.

this is no riddle, this time it seems like a direct order, and sticking together won't save them from a fiery, molten maw of a creature whose name she knew without having ever laid eyes on it.

the idea of helping - of doing anything other than destroy things - does cross persephone's mind, but the adrenaline doesn't allow for it, kyle's suggestion falling to the wayside in lieu of more chaos. cadis' spotlight direct persephone and her pokemon.

she just lost one pokemon, so what's another? claydol calmly places its stout body at the base of the jock's chain and begins to vibrate as the particles making up its body heat and tear themselves apart in an explosion of blinding white.

lucario and mimikyu float as close to their trainer as they can from outside the elevator, one flash cannon following the other in a copycat, also aimed squarely for the jock chain.

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ONE MORE TIME AROUND IS ALL I ASK FOR NOW

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As soon as they entered the elevator, Solgaleo was forced back into its pokeball, making a surprised Balder fall towards the ground. Luckily, Kyle came to help him inside. "Thanks for the assist, Kyle. And no need for a med kit, I should be fine." As Kyle lets go of him, the man jumps until he reaches the corner of the elevator, putting his back against it to help him stay up. He looked at where his lost leg previously was, relatively surprised that the cotton he had grabbed was actually doing its job.[break][break]

And then, chaos ensued. A death game between the 3 elevators, a gigantic Groudon from the legends surged from the abyss and everyone summoning their pokemons, floating in the void surrounding them. Something completely unreal, and some pokemons seemed disturbed about it, yet others adapted to it quite quickly.[break][break]

As the chaos happened, Balder analysed the actions of those in his elevators. Some tried to force the elevator up, protect it or even assault the Groudon. Some others rushed for the chains of the other elevators. While Balder wasn't really keen on this idea, he couldn't help but agree this was the ideal way to attain survival. Then, the guy who helped them against the monstrous Ursaring proceeded to use the move "Spotlight" on the chain on one of the elevator, forcing some attacks towards it. Sully not your hands, but those of others huh...[break][break]

Then, Fernando proceeded forward. In the same bashful attitude that Balder knew of him, the man took charge, sending most of his pokemons out and began a full out assault. But then, FERNANDO SILPH also said words that Balder didn't expect to hear. "Not the shadow's dream, but lured here". "Wait, Fernando, did you...?" Balder stopped in what he was gonna say, thinking back to everything he saw. The tentacles, the black figure getting dragged away into the shadow, the picture frames with claw marks...[break][break]

A nightmare, a trap. Not meant for them per se, but they were called here to help, as the black figure had requested. But if it was all a nightmare, or dream depending on the viewpoint... That would explain why the tentacles crushed and ripped his leg so easily, and held Leo down so much. "If your words are right, Fernando, then all of this would be a trap meant for that Shadow, most likely Darkrai from the legends of Sinnoh. And we were brought here, by mistake or to try and free him. A race against the clock..."[break][break]

Balder called forth two of his pokemons: Ash the Typhlosion and Jaws the Feraligatr. Afterwards, he raised his voice, trying to be loud enough for all the elevators to hear him. "Everyone, this is a nightmare. But it's not real. None of it. We'll wake up from it and have no wounds out of it. And no lost limbs for some of us. If you're not satisfied, feel free to come hit me at the silver spire when we'll be out of here. Now we gotta save the guy who called us here."[break][break]

Jaws and Ash both looked back at their master, wondering what he was on about. The alolan avenger sighed and raised his head. "Now, our elevator needs to reach the top. To have the biggest attacking team and avoid as much casualties as possible. So... Sorry for the other two elevators. I'll buy you a drink to compensate. Ash, Eruption on the chains. Jaws, Ice Fang on them when they are red hot." Both Typhlosion and Feraligatr roared at the same time. Ash began to release the strongest flames she could, unleashing them at the chain of the Jock elevator, thanks to the Spotlight. As the chains became a vivid red, Feraligatr rushed forward, flying between the pokemons. Opening his maw, now covered in ice, he closed it upon the burning chain areas, releasing all the ice power he had accumulated. With some luck, this would make breaking the chains easier.

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FOR @raid

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GENDERLESS // FULL METAL BODY

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fear was the mindkiller.[break][break]

bailey cooper had failed every math class she had ever been placed in. numbers were never her game. that fact was a constant. she never liked odds--she liked taking the cards from a deck and restacking them in her favor. people called it cheating, but they never knew what it was like to run with such shit luck to begin with.[break][break]

shit luck or shit talent--if there was a difference, she had yet to find it.[break][break]

but there was a moment of luck when her hand checked her holster, finding her gun still tucked away. despite becoming a member of the elite four, she had still clung to her title as an officer. enacting the law had never been her calling, but the thought of protecting others had always been the real draw that kept her grounded.[break][break]

and it was that thought that ease her conscious as she aligned her weapon with cait alfric , keeping it at eye-level to express lethal intentions. after the war with rocket, and the first time she drew a gun it would be against a gym leader? it was a bad joke. "So, what's the wise idea? Shiv us all to death so you can feel good about yourself in your final moments? Fuck off."[break][break]

"Keep that shitty knife out of my face--you can off yourself after I'm done," and the once-cop would sonder to the side of the elevator, looking far calmer than she had any right to be. the blood riddle on the wall left her cold; her eyes scanning the other two elevators for a rough head count.[break][break]

too many. they would panic. they would attack the chains--and there was no way to stack the numbers for this to twist in her favor.[break][break]

Death was inevitable. It was accepted. hadn't she flirted with its appearance one too many times? Slipped so quickly between its fingertips that she was spared? spared to leave someone else in its wake? it was only fair that it would be her turn to finally stand at the chopping block.[break][break]

She would not let human decency desert her. Attack the chains? Why? So she could grovel like a beaten dog and hope for mercy? Sacrifice others to keep running to whatever waited for them? And then what? Get cut down again?[break][break]

Who the fuck could live with themselves after that?[break][break]

No, it was better to go with dignity. "Hey Perse, guess I got the short end of the stick," and the Elite Four member wondered if her voice could cut through everyone's panic to reach her ears; her tone jovial. "Tough break, huh?"[break][break]

a breath; a pause.[break][break]

"I wouldn't worry about me--I can end it all like flipping a light switch, okay?" and she wondered if it was her own attempt to justify it to herself. "I don't want to get crisped up. A burn heal won't do shit for that. It's, uh, an ugly way to go..."[break][break]

She does not falter for long.[break][break]

"Head to my ranch if you get outta this--someone's gonna have to explain what happened," and her fist finally clenched from where it was pressed to the glass, hinting at the gut-wrenching dread that had hollowed her from the inside. "And, uh... thanks. I went out knowing that you knew me at my best."[break][break]

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tldr: bailey removes her gun from her holster as a way of controlling the crazy cait situation. leans against the glass wall, speaking to persephone amavi while keeping a hand on the gun as a deterrent. explains to perse that she won't let herself burn to death, insinuating suicide. does not make an effort to touch the chains. explains that her pokemon should have “someone to tell them what happened” and “I went out knowing that you knew me at my best.”

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Having someone to stick by through this was pretty beneficial for Blaine too. While he wasn't exactly scared of the situation now that they were just in an elevator instead of facing off against a horde of zombies, the company and the motivation to keep them safe that came with it was enough to keep his mind off of what happened to poor Raichu for the moment. "Its no problem, I'm gonna try to at least get us both through all this after all." It was easy to tell that there was nothing but truth behind the detective's words.[break][break]

As their elevator went upwards and the messages on the wall were revealed he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, a little bit of regret running through his mind. Having everyone stick together made so much sense, splitting up the group was a big no no in practically every situation. If he wasn't so out of it from the events that happened outside the castle he might of thought to mention it to everyone, but it was too late now for regrets.[break][break]

For a few moments Blaine stood around thinking, watching other people around him send out pokemon to do various things outside the elevators. From what he could see of what exactly shot the huge fireball that was approaching them he doubted that any of them had something with the kind of power to actually put out the fire. [break][break]

While he thought he focused on what another guy in the elevator was saying, about this all being a nightmare and they'd wake up at the end. It did make a bit of sense, while he didn't hear everything that the man who just spoke did due to being lost in his thoughts, to his knowledge Darkrai's powers had something to do with dreams and nightmares. If this was really a trap for the legendary then things were probably a bit more dire then he thought.[break][break]

Having made up his mind on what he planned to do Blaine reached down and tapped one of the pokeballs on his belt, his Slowking appearing outside the elevator. The thought of actually attacking the other chains had only briefly entered his mind, his whole current path in life was to help people and he was going to at least continue to try that. All his thoughts were just over what exactly he could do to help. Turning his head to look over at Illeana again he muttered out a simple, "So I think I have an idea to keep our chain good, I don't know if it'll work out. But hey if we do make it out of here and this is all just a dream we should hang out sometime." Just a nice thought to go out on if things went bad for this elevator.[break][break]

"Alright Pinky, use heal pulse on our elevator." The detective called out with a look of slight concern on his face, he had literally no idea if heal pulse would help. Not having time to argue the Slowking simply raised its arms up in front of itself, emitting a faint blue and green glow that gently enveloped the elevator and its chain in an attempt to repair it. [break][break]

[tl;dr: Refused to attack any of the other chains, didnt become a detective to hurt people nahh, didn't think they could put out the fireball, said things to illeana reyes yet again new friends whatsup, believed the whole its a nightmare thing Balder Schwartz said, sent out Slowking to use heal pulse to try to repair anything done to their chain.]

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540 WORDS FOR @raids

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there is little time. the fire billows upward in a pyroclastic pillar, threatening to consume all things. as Natsuki Ryuunosuke's cries echo in unheeded laments, Thomas Benoit's and @n0ble's pokemon would discover that their attacks strike through nothing; the groudon's visage contorts into a psychedelic spiral, the reds of its body turning into a singular red nose. a clown greets them from the darkness, laughing with a bobbing rhythm like the denizen that haunts the inside of a jack-in-the-box.[break][break][break]

evan fader's immediate acts of protection are able to stave off cait alfric's self-destructive assault. after @valyx's greninja deters the time-traveling fairy with a potent SUCKER PUNCH, their respective pokemon clash among COTTON SPORES. within the chaos of the jocks' elevator, cait alfric's knife draws blood. it plunges into Emma Wolfe's palm, driving the blade straight through flesh and bone. [break][break][break]

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AYAME FUJIWARA releases her rotom. in a heroic, yet despairing attempt, the ghost pokemon attempts to possess the elevator, but to no avail. almost psychically, the bug specialist feels the apathetic chill of the chain the rotom tries to control. instead, the rotom zaps around in frantic paths, exhausting all trials to appease its owner.[break][break][break]

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a TELEKINESIS from Laurence Anderson's mega metagross tries to lift the elevator; despite the valiant effort, those in the virgin and nerd elevator will realize that the elevator stops short at a certain distance. limited by the chain's thwarting tether, the elevator is confined to a helpless height. even then, cadis von klaussner' gardevoir is able to DISABLE the TELEKINESIS, sending the jock elevator toppling back down, jostling all of its participants before Thomas Benoit's hydreigon and alakazam are able to lift and stabilize it.[break][break][break]

cadis von klaussner' infernape ASSISTS kyle lopez's espeon in their hoisting of the nerd elevator alongside Noelle Lane's pokemon. nevertheless...[break][break][break]


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Laurence Anderson is the only one attempting a severance of the nerds' elevator chain. his altaria and gallade skirmish with @bryony's and illeana reyes's impeccable set up of defenses. bryony's turtwig is able deter a brilliant pink MOONBLAST with a WIDE GUARD; however, the PSYCHO CUT is able to rock the jock elevator with a terrifying rattle as the gallade avoids illeana reyes's ninetales' CONFUSE RAY.[break][break][break]

as kyle lopez and Blake Wright's pokemon prepare a PROTECT and DETECT for the nerd elevator's chain, their scholarly peers waste no time in attacking. cadis von klaussner' starmie's SPOTLIGHT proves dangerously effective, redirecting Lucas Lane's lycanroc's STONE EDGE toward the jock elevator's chain. explosions, lightning, beams, and blades clash against the jocks' chains, thanks to Blake Wright, Morgan Drake, Lucas Lane, persephone amavi and Balder Schwartz.[break][break][break]

those inside the jock elevator will find that their chain is sturdy... it holds well, but steel chips clatter against the invisible wall of their elevator. Blaine Jones's slowking and his HEAL PULSE fail to restore the chain to its original condition much to their chagrin. finally, FERNANDO SILPH and Blake Wright find that their pokemon's FIRE MOVES are the most effective. they burn through the chain, melting its metal with ease.[break][break][break]

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those in the jock elevator feel their cab lurch violently... before the intense rush of vertigo tosses the contents of their stomachs upward, their elevator car beginning to plummet. despite FERNANDO SILPH's attempt to strike at the other chains, the potency of his pokemon's attacks is naturally weaker on for the virgin elevator chain.[break][break][break]

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it appears Blake Wright's call for help is heeded. as the jock elevator drops, the shadowy creature reemerges. it looks worse for wear, its ghostly plumage in tatters. regardless, it re-materializes in time to grab the nerd elevator's chain. its umbral claws pulse a purple force around the elevator and hoist it up alongside the rest. the darkrai glues the chain back to the rest with a swift motion, a pulsating purple orb keeping the elevator connected.[break][break][break]

its single eye widens as the flames surge forth. although trainers may attempt to recall their pokemon, such commands fail to work. as fires rush past and around the elevators, everyone inside will see the burning bodies of the pokemon they unknowingly sent out to their deaths. they can hear the screams. they can see the stripping of flesh. they bang and claw at the elevator walls, begging for help. begging for their owners to save them- or to give them one last utterance of praise. soon, their wails die down, their skin, muscle and bone charred to gaunt charcoal.[break][break][break]

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everyone inside each elevator will find that the only discomfort they have is the hot metal of their flooring. as the flames subside, the shadowy creature is nowhere to be found. instead, they can see the burnt husks of their pokemon plummeting into the unhinged jaws of the ever-smiling clown. miraculously, illeana reyes's ninetales has survived, a curious purple barrier hugging its trembling form.[break][break][break]

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in the aftermath of the cremation, many will realize that the deaths of all their pokemon could have been avoided should they have remained still in their elevators. the speed in which the elevators rise to the upper floor has not changed. a sham played for foolish tragedy.[break][break][break]

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the elevators reach the upper floor. their walls and chains phase away, leaving their iron ceilings and floor floating oddly on this circular stage. the stage seems to float in some undefined space, and loops hang in the air in various angles. here too, there has been a struggle. claw marks tear across the ground and in the various stones and buildings that float in the air around you. three long, bluish limbs float too, their ends torn in raggedy pieces.[break][break][break]

a tortured howl sounds in the distance. it's muffled. one of the rings vibrates with an unnerving resonance.[break][break][break]

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• with every post, please include a tl;dr of your character's actions. some posts may require rolls using the dice command.
• this is a "death-enabled" event where characters and pokemon may "die"; however, in this event, the character or pokemon simply wake up when "killed".

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