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For a moment, Madd was entranced. Copper eyes fixated on the gargantuan electric-type in awe. “Wow.” This simple exclamation pushed past her lips as she met the Regieleki’s empty gaze.

The screaming from Jason brought her back down to earth. She was now acutely aware of the way she’d locked her legs around the Garchomp. “Don’t yell at it!” The redhead snapped back. “It might not have—” A girlish scream tore from her throat as the thing slammed one of its wiry arms on the soil beside her. “Shit.”

Dirt temporarily clouded her vision as she banked sharply to the right. “This way!” In the distance were several buildings—including the ship they were after. Sure, the thing was living electricity. But the way the ground shook indicated it had something solid in there. Seemingly alerted to their presence, the golem turned to follow after them. Its movements were slow—more like an overeating Snorlax than a typically zippy bolt.

Though not religious, Madd gently kicked Cherry forward. POP! Electrical cables snapped as the electric type broke free of its nest of electrical licorice. “Sandstorm!” Hoping to give them more cover—not caring how it impacted visibility or wrecked her skin—the ginger vanished in a tidal wave of sand from the Garchomp’s core.

It wasn’t too far now! KRACK! Another bolt of thunder turned the ground beside them to obsidian glass.

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Jason Huang

[attr="class","samjerpoke"] MOXIE | ♂︎ | ABILITY | EARTH POWER, FLAME THROWER, ROCK SLIDE, SMOG, BODY SLAM, RECOVER

HELEN | ♁ | MOLD BREAKER | SEISMIC TOSS, BUG BITE, STORM THROW, X-SCISSOR, GUILLOTINE, DOUBLE HIT

AURORA | ♂︎ | TORRENT | FLASH CANNON, RAPID SPIN, HYDRO PUMP, WATER PULSE, SHELL SMASH, BITE

SHRIEK | ♁ | INNER FOCUS | POISON FANG, QUICK GUARD, VENOSHOCK, CONFUSE RAY, AIR SLASH, LEECH LIFE

YAKUZA | ♂︎ | GUTS | OBSTRUCT, CROSS CHOP, PIN MISSILE, LICK, SNARL, DOUBLE EDGE

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The ginger sighs. “It’s not much of a life, is it?” Her head gave a single shake, the curls flowing around her cheeks. “We should just go back to shooting each other.” Giving these warmongers power over life, death, and the sun, was messed up. It just took an already horrible thing and made it worse. That slip of the tongue implied she’d be at the frontlines too.

Sure, she’d avoided making herself present until now. But sooner or later someone would notice. And then it’d be kill or be killed. The former wasn’t an option anymore. Not after knowing who’d ended up hurt by that errant punch.

Fortunately, the techno-dragon provided a distraction. You’re too nice, you know that? The redhead found herself reminded of her cousin, though she didn’t know why. Navy didn’t quiver like a leaf. He faced down his enemy with the coolness of a cucumber. But the fact that he was shorter than her made Madd laugh. “That’s a big ask, Mr. Navidson.”

She shook her head. “And if you think I’m letting you play martyr, you mixed me up with someone else.” She wasn’t Daddy’s little princess. She also wasn’t a badass, life-taking terrorist. She was somewhere in between. But these boots weren’t made for abandoning people. Especially not someone her actions had already hurt.

“Yakuza—” The weasel is a little slow on the uptake. He was halfway through the ‘he loves me not’ game with a flower when the Aegislash struck. His trainer’s encouragement gets him to his feet. “Goon?”

She shakes her head. “Do you have any idea what this thing is? Typewise?” It was ugly. But that didn’t mean much. Steel? Maybe dark? Dragon? Its Dark Pulse seems to confirm it’s not a freaking fairy type. This attack leaves the ground between them and the sword scorched—shadows ripple oddly on its surface.

“Ah, screw it.” Brushing the question aside, she gestures the reluctant badger forward. It flew, right? Wings were pretty fragile. “Rock Slide!” Stones lift from the earth around them before rocketing toward their target.

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[attr="class","samjerpoke"] MOXIE | ♂︎ | ABILITY | EARTH POWER, FLAME THROWER, ROCK SLIDE, SMOG, BODY SLAM, RECOVER

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Those arms are rocking. You're never too old for anything, and I'm a bit of an "old soul." Want to get a beer?

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Nice Pokemon. Keep up the good work. I am kind of worried my dad cheated. You look like a shorter version of me. Does your old man also traffic in mind-controlling Malamar?

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Something about having Navy perched above her makes her nervous. The guy might talk like a country bumpkin, but he’s pretty damned insightful. Some part of her almost wonders if he can smell the Rocket on her. If he’s just waiting for the right time—the right slip—to strike. You sound like Aubre. The next plant is tugged out by its root and shoved in its tube with unwarranted aggression. “It’s funny. You’d think that would make it easier.” The peons were the ones staring at the walls of trenches in No Man’s Land. But, then again, confidence and blindness seem to go hand-in-hand. It’s hard to enjoy the scenery when your head’s up your arse.

“You can say that again.” Already there are signs of people all over the place. A few ration wrappers from the League. The leakage from a Revroom some dumbass brought down with them. “It’s like they’ve never seen a movie before.” Sure, Area Zero wasn’t time traveling, but it was still plenty dangerous. Who's to say what seeing those iron monstrosities would lead people to do? It could lead to Macro Cosmos making a whole new generation of Murder Donphan. “But people here aren’t content to let sleeping Arbok lie.” You’d think the war and stuff would be enough. But, no, Hoennians were a bunch of masochists.

Which, she supposes, Madd has no right to criticize. She’s literally carrying off pieces of this place for a few extra bucks. “I guess that’s true. Genies don’t go back in the bottle.” Not unless their bosses really sucked. “It’s hard to believe one man did all this,” Madeline murmurs to herself. Just a few months ago, she’d bummed a smoke off of him. And, now, that guy could swallow the sun.

At the talk of picking flowers, Madd laughs. “When my dad said he wanted me to be girlier, I don’t think this is what he was talking about.” At the talk of government protection, her brow furrows. It hadn’t done anything to stop her from signing her life away. There’s a pause as she turns the flower in her hands. “Still, I get why I’m here.” She lifts her eyes as an Iron Jugulus flies overhead. “Maybe this little sprig can cure—”

A shudder runs down her spine as she notices the Paradox Pokemon pause. Its three sets of screens lock onto the pair as its body begins to spark with an eerie violet light.

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[attr="class","samjerpoke"] MOXIE | ♂︎ | ABILITY | EARTH POWER, FLAME THROWER, ROCK SLIDE, SMOG, BODY SLAM, RECOVER

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Her next words—though exasperated—are pretty indulgent. “A little late on the warning, Jason.” The coughing could be interpreted as agreement. “I’m pretty this stuff can hold a car together.” As Madd pulls her hand back, it feels like she’d been touching a sculpture. The redhead is glad there’s no mirror in sight. There was no doubt the static cling looked way better.

“Already on it!” Again, Jason’s warning comes a little late. Her nails tighten in the Garchomp’s hide as she grits her teeth. “Jump!” With a grumble, the Garchomp does as needed. A burst from its back legs carries them just over the exploding panel. An arc of electricity cuts across the ginger girl’s cheeks as they land hard on the other side. Shaking off the impact, the pint-sized dragon speeds up. It spares a glare toward the cleared trap as it does so. “You’d think there’d be a fence around something like that.” Were the people who built it made out of rubber or something?

There’s a frown on her face. Something’s bugging her, but she isn’t sure what. Not until the panels go off again. There’s a noise beneath it, reminiscent of Yakky munching on a bag of Doritos. “I wonder what set it off though—” Then, she sees what looks like a spider web of electricity in the sky. And at its center, there’s a big yellow ball of something.

“That’s weird.” Madd murmurs. “I don’t remember there being a sun here before.” Then, the thing turned. Seven sparking red eyes stared down at them like a kid with an ant colony.

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For a second, the Rocket panicked. Saying that shit in front of a gym leader didn’t seem advisable. But she was tired of all the fighting and bullshit. When push came to shove, they seemed to be able to play nice. Look at what happened in Galar! But, the second Mommy and Daddy went away, fighting broke out again. “Glad somebody agrees with me.” The young woman mutters as she tugs another plant free. “I was starting to think you guys were brainwashed.”

And wouldn’t her dumbass know all about that? First, Dad’s Malamar had turned her into some music box ballerina. Then, her loser boyfriend had become the center of her world. Somehow, she’d ended up some club bunny. Then, joined a terrorist organization. Back when Rocket had been her only friend, she’d been the same way. Somehow, she’d spent the last half of her life jumping from pot to fire. “I don’t get how any of these people got there.” Money? Power? Just sheer dumb luck?

There’s a chuckle predating his next comment. Like there’s something he doesn’t know. “Yeah. That’s on me.” Her shoulders raise in a shrug. “I think that’s a lot of people to pick a few plants.’ It wasn’t like she was alone anyway. She had Yakuza with her. With surprising delicacy for her build and hands, she screws the next sample into a bottle. It’s slipped into her bag—a worn canvas messenger covered in rock band stickers, sarcastic pins, and horror movie pins.

“I’d be stupid to turn down free help.” She turns to offer a smirk, but there’s a flash of guilt in those eyes. “But I figured you guys had more important stuff to do.” This guy seems so chill. Definitely not the scary sheriff she’d heard the others rant about. The dragon draws her attention for a moment. That thing looked like something out of a fantasy novel. Any comments on its appearance vanish at Navy’s last comment.

For a moment, the ginger goes silent. “They aren’t the ones getting burned.” It was people like her, no, people like Navy’s brother. She sighed. “And, until that changes, they won’t care.” She remembers previous encounters with Rocket’s Mad Dog. The way he smirked as he made people feel his blade. The way he pushed innocent morons to do his dirty work.

Still, she wasn’t sure what was so wrong about this place. It was beautiful and untouched. Sure, these were bigger and scarier, but that didn’t mean much. Even a Wooper could cause earthquakes. With people blowing up public buildings on a weekly basis, risk took on a new meaning. “Honestly, I think it’s this place we should worry about.” By next week, there’d be a Wendy’s. Then, some rich guys condominium. “It’ll be rubble in no time.”

Funny. She wasn’t aware she’d become a hippy.

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[attr="class","samjerpoke"] MOXIE | ♂︎ | ABILITY | EARTH POWER, FLAME THROWER, ROCK SLIDE, SMOG, BODY SLAM, RECOVER

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An old kid’s show comes to mind at the sarcastic salute. Her lips perk up playfully. “I can’t hear you!” Guy might be older, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t a nerd. Besides, that show was ancient. The appearance of a Dragonair earned a soft whistle. That thing was gorgeous. The fact that it evolved into a tub of citrus lard had always thrown her off.

As Cherry Bomb trotted along, the redhead threw an occasional glance Jason’s way. She felt her nose wrinkle with jealousy each time she bumped her heel into stone. Making sure nothing was impeding their way forward, Madd nodded. “Yeah. They think it might have some info about the Megalopans.” Because interrogating the blue people and their commander wasn’t enough. At the talk of necromorphs, she laughed. Again, the noise doesn’t fit the frame. “Just sentient power cords so far.” Though she oozes bravado, it’s hard to deny how dangerous those Xurkitree are.

A hand lifted to explore the wild tufts of her hair. Somehow, it felt even longer up than it did hanging limply by her ears. “That bad, huh?” At the offer, the thug grinned. “Thanks.” She gave the trigger a squeeze and, for a moment, her face disappeared in a cloud of sticky spray. Then, the coughing started. “Geeze!” She wheezed. “How strong is this—” Then, there’s a hollow sound as the Garchomp’s foot hits on metal.

A dim tower ahead suddenly lights up with the buzz of a bug zapper. “?” Cherry Bomb stiffens as the thing begins to pulse. Sure, the ground type was supposed to absorb the voltage, but Madd wasn’t made out of dirt. “Hurry up, Jason!” A pat on the blue dragon’s shoulder sent it racing across what seemed to be a panel field of some kind.

An alarm blared nearby—a warning of shocks to come.

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[attr="class","samjerpoke"] MOXIE | ♂︎ | ABILITY | EARTH POWER, FLAME THROWER, ROCK SLIDE, SMOG, BODY SLAM, RECOVER

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Longer Than Eight Seconds [Gerry]

POSTED ON May 27, 2024 2:42:41 GMT

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Madd’s smile just crept wider and wider. A hand rose to adjust the collar of her t-shirt, the v-neck drifting off center. Something about drinking made her conscious of her clothes. Come on, Ger. I know you want to. The redhead smirked as he took the bait. She figured it’d just be a funny diversion. An homage to a practice almost as old as the bar itself—one that’d ended before smartphones (judging by the gallery).

In her drunken mind, it’d even earn them some chuckles and approving claps. “Sure.” Spinning on the stool—one revolution too many—Madeline turned to watch her bud as he climbed off the stool. “Stay on—” Orange eyes narrowed as she tried to read the funky font on the sign. “--Big Burt for eight seconds and the whole night’s my treat.” It wasn’t like it’d be too expensive.

They weren’t top-shelf kind of people. Shit, she wasn’t even sure what brand her beer was. Just that it was cold and a little too foamy.

Ears perking forward, the Obstagoon turned toward the dozing bull. His tongue lolled out as he gave a mischievous grin. What’s in it for me if he doesn’t? Those red eyes asked his BFF. The Rocket grunt just smiled languidly, her back drooping languidly over the mirrored countertop.

In its pen, the Tauros turned its face toward Gerry. A few moist strands of hay dropped from its mouth as its grey-flecked muzzle lifted from the ground. He wasn’t deaf, and he wasn’t dead yet. There would be no reaction as the grunt crawled into the faux pen—the thing obviously more decorative than anything. It wouldn’t hold back a grumpy Pawmi. "Taurrrrrooooos..." It lowed.

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Gerald Kaiser

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Chum Bucket [DW]

POSTED ON May 27, 2024 1:57:48 GMT

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Freckled cheeks flare with embarrassment. That statement showed her inexperience. She’d only ever been to two or three of them. All places her loser boyfriend decided were the shit. Which meant scantily dressed women and terrible music. “Is that right?” A hand tucked auburn hair behind an ear. She remembered how uncomfortable she’d felt in those places. Showing off her too-tall legs in a tight, leather skirt her boyfriend had stuffed her in. The jealousy she felt as she tried to imitate the movement of the tiny, Barbie girls around her. “Any place accepting of gorillas?”

Madd thought briefly back to her childhood. It wasn’t a pleasant thought. At least not when she was at home. Time with Uncle Joel had been pretty sweet. “My dad would die before he touched a worm.” Mom would probably grab one, but only because some fancy life guru told her to make them into facepaste. “I stumbled into the place by accident.” Honestly, a total lie. She’d been casing the joint at some higher-up loser’s orders.

But the old man at the counter had been sleeping, and the place looked like it’d been hit by a hurricane. The idea that there was a bunch of cash lying around was laughable. Then, she saw the ‘Now Hiring’ sign. It'd given her an out when he asked what she was doing there. “Boss is pretty cool.” But cancer was a bitch, and now he was just a shambling shadow of his former self. At the talk of live bait, the Rocket laughed. “You sound like my cousin.” Aubre loved every living thing, and she couldn’t bring herself to hurt a fly.

She didn’t mention that they no longer sold live bait. Heck, she didn’t even sell barbed hooks anymore.

At the question, Madd hesitated for a moment. “I don’t know.” She admitted after a moment. “He and his wife couldn’t have kids, and he doesn’t have anybody else.” And, even if she thought fishing was stupid, it seemed a shame to let this place die. It’d been open for over fifty years. Who’d take care of the fish when they were gone?

These melancholy thoughts were interrupted as a purple thing swooped at her head. Tiny claws ripped at her hair as a Noibat got tangled in the strands. It tugged at one of her earrings. “Hey!” Reaching up with a hand, the redhead managed to bat it aside with a Pokeball in her hand. It disappeared in a burst of red light.

Suddenly, her lips lit up with a salty tang as blood rolled down her face. There was no telling what was on those claws. “Guess that’s my cue.” The redhead murmured as she dabbed it away. A hand rose in a reluctant farewell as she turned to leave. “Happy hunting.”

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POSTED ON Apr 27, 2024 15:46:59 GMT

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Her whole contrarian thing worked with her dad. But it didn’t take her long to realize it wasn’t right for Rocket. The fact that those guys were beasts always struck her as fitting. Sure, they were bureaucrats, but they acted like feral cats. They squabbled and sometimes struck out randomly. “That’s why I stay out of their way.” To be fair, these days, she tried to stay out of Rocket’s way. Maybe take a harmless job here or there, but she definitely dumped the Flavor-Aid.

Her head dipped back as lightning cracked across the sky. A low attempt at a whistle forced its way out. Say what you will about this hellscape, but it was beautiful. His question drew a playful pout. After a second, that expression shifted to an easygoing smile. “Madd.” There’s a brief pause. Then, she snaps a salute. “I’m glad to have you aboard.” She pulls out her phone to look at their destination. The sooner she got out of here, the easier it’d be to fix her hair.

It felt weird to take point on a mission. She preferred support roles, but someone had to plot out the way.

Amber eyes settle on a dark shape in the distance. “Looks like we’re heading for Nostromo over there.” With a final nod, she swung herself back onto Cherry’s back. The girl’s height made it almost comical, her feet tucked in to avoid dragging on the ground, Again, another bolt cracked the sky. But it never turned into rain, That feeling of relief never came.

With plodding steps, Cherry Bomb started forward. “Geek Squad wants its computer panel.” She didn’t ask what it was for. That kind of info just made this stuff worse.

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Jason Huang

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Mermaid in a Tin Can [Navy] [M]

POSTED ON Apr 27, 2024 15:43:15 GMT

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The redhead shakes her head and then pauses .Her cousin was basically vegan, it was a viewpoint she got. “Kind of?” She pauses to adjust the mermaid’s top around her chest. The thing was somehow both too tight and ill-fitting. Not wanting to leave things off that vague, Madd expanded on her earlier explanation. “It’s still meat, but it’s grown in a petri dish.” Sure, it wasn’t that appetizing of a process, but neither was Pokemon slaughter. And, weird goop didn’t scream.

Her head bobs in agreement. This guy knew his way around being sheriff and all. Hopefully, his taste in food was better than his taste in headgear. “Sounds great.” Elderly people could smell a good deal from a mile away. And they were the go-to denizens of the lunch rush. As Navy turned away, Madd moved to follow. Sure, going to lunch with old guys wasn’t on her BINGO card this week, but she had questions.

But the constriction around her ankles reminded her that she looked like a loon. A sigh followed as she tugged the ‘tail’ up a few inches. That gave her some wiggle room but not much. Yakuza threw her a beseeching look. Like the Urshifu, he was almost all stomach. Even veggie food sounded good. Though he really wanted some fish.

“Go on.” Amber eyes glared down at the mascot sausage sleeve. “I’ll be right behind you.”

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Navy

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POSTED ON Apr 27, 2024 15:40:41 GMT

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If she’d heard herself described as a flower girl, Madd might have laughed. That descriptor sounded like her dad’s dream and her nightmare. It kind of sucked. If he hadn’t pushed her toward everything feminine, she might have come to appreciate it. Now, however, those things were forever soured. The sight of a child’s sundress made her shiver.

In her bag was a medley of bottles. While most of these are empty when Navy arrives, there are a few filled ones. These are labeled in a surprisingly graceful cursive script. Though the scientific names do not mean much to her, she’s copied them over without typos. As Navy approaches, the Obstagoon at her side jerks his head up. “Staaa!” He drops a meaty paw on her shoulder. He then shakes her back and forth like a dashboard hula dancer. "Yakky!" He stops. With a blink, she jerks her head in the indicated direction.

For a second, she’s dazzled by the sight of a sheriff on a Rapidash. The thing glimmers with almost mercurial silver flames. But, then, there’s an awkward fumble as she drops the bottle she’d been working on. With the pony here, the guy felt way more like a Wild West official. And, she was a criminal. One who now knew what she’d done to the guy.

It takes her a minute to shake off that awkward feeling. The League? She laughs as she drops the bottle into her bag. “The fact that it’s not volunteering.” She was getting paid a good amount for plants. Enough that the danger of the place was written off. “I don’t really have time to work for free.” Except for BINGO at the old folk’s home once a month. But that was entertainment. “And, if I’m being honest, both sides suck.” Maybe that’d throw him off of asking too many questions.

Diehard Leaguers tended to jump on soap boxes at the first hint of aspersion.

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