This mantine was starting to get the groove of things! It had a funky name, too-but the kid she was loaning it from had some quirky paraphernalia on him.[break][break]

"PRIMARINA TWIST, dattebayo."[break][break]

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It seems futile, but slowly the one-man job makes a dent in the net of rubbish. At this point Yujin has to go back to shore to drop exchange for a new bag, simultaneously stepping on a sharp soda can tab buried in the sand.[break][break]

"Argh!1!"[break][break]

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The waves know first. The mantines know second. Somewhere in the other Kyogre-disturbed timelines, none of this would even be possible.[break][break]

"PRIMARINA TWIST, dattebayo."[break][break]

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She was actually low on pokeballs, so this worked too.[break][break]

As her net passes by more floating garbage, gazes enviously at all the irresponsible Youth on the other side of the bay.[break][break]

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Concentric waves of electricity pulse and then explode, bathing the room in light.[break][break]

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And then, seconds later, as the dust clears and natural sunlight streams forth from the jagged hole in the side of the building, they see the still-merging amalgamation of Makoto and the Deoxys.[break][break]

“...Why. Don’t. They. Just. DIE?!” Yujin screams in disbelief.[break][break]

They’ve already been fighting for so long and this not-avatar just refuses to budge. Why are they even here? Why are she and Niola so weak? Why is she failing?[break][break]

Makoto was a wall. Yujin can’t stop the tremble of laughter rolling through her, nervous, frustrated, enraged all in one. She’s never felt so powerless, so played with in her life. She doesn’t want to feel this way again.[break][break]

She wants to be able to point at something and have it removed from this world.[break][break]

‘God of the Mountain,' she vows to the tyrant of her childhood. ‘If you can do that much, maybe I’ll even forgive you.’[break][break]

Maybe her hand slips. Maybe it was just meant to be. Countless more flashes fill the room, the pointed ears of a noivern appearing above the smoke, the jingle of a klefki’s keys through the din, the two-toned eyes of a masquerain catching the sun just right.[break][break]

All her pokemon glance at the scene, at their master—her face cradled in her hands, still muttering to herself—and move. She gives them no orders; they have tasted this chaos before. The archaludon rears up with a roar, throwing its whole weight into the advancing Deoxys. Beams of variegated light streak from the porygon-z. The room lights up with the klefki’s pink energy, focusing into an array of blasts. A net of sticky silk shoots out over the symbiote intruder from the masquerain. The noivern releases a sub-sonic howl.[break][break]

Chaos. chaos. chaoS![break]

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The end…[break][break]

Yujin wobbles through the ruined control room. A ceiling light falls; the tremors that linger from the earthquake still shake the dim aftermath of their battle. As she passes each of her pokemon, they anxiously follow her with their eyes.[break][break]

She can only give Niola a mute nod, utterly spent from the cycle of adrenaline and despondency borne from erraticism.[break][break]

The seat next to her porygon-z is inexplicably inviting. The fingers that hover over her laptop are stiff, having forgotten the muscle memory of her password. Eventually, she manages to log in.[break][break]

“...There.”[break][break]

With the help of the porygon-z and the resulting wins outside of Mossdeep, the southern guns can finally be activated.[break][break]
She can hear them turn through the hole in the building—or maybe it's just a hallucination. Heavy, creaking, and final.[break][break]
Is it too late? It’s certainly too late to care anymore.

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tl;dr yujin loses her marbles. deploys all pokemon, who just fight independently (multiple attacks).[break]

SPOILER: Click to show

90 MP Post x9[break]
50 MP Recall Past Thread[break]
50 MP confidence grows[break]
50 MP strength[break]
50 MP antagonistic exchange[break]
10 MP mega[break]
25 MP KO a mon[break]
50 MP experience fear[break]
50 MP injury[break]
50 MP spotlight strength[break]
50 MP mon is KO'd[break]
50 MP low point[break]
50 MP symbolize condition[break]
50 MP meaningful moment[break]
50 MP motif chaos

The glalie becomes a fiery meteorite, careening across the room. When it lands it clearly can no longer move, so it is called back into its ball with a mournful arc of light.[break][break]

Yujin steps atop a desk to scan the area with a vantage. All the civilians have finally evacuated from the control room, so she raises one more pokeball.[break][break]

"It’s time to be rid of you—even if this place needs to be blown apart.”[break][break]

Whoever this person was, they were dangerous. But they didn’t fight like they were at full potential. Too soft. Too uncertain. A bud, then, one that should be snipped before it can pose a greater threat.[break][break]

All guns. All at once. The command center was lost, but so long as the other pieces on the board could succeed, Yujin could still remotely fix that southern artillery. [break][break]

They just had to survive this catastrophe first.[break][break]

Her archaludon crashes into the room. It crouches low on all four legs, its spines and joints crystallizing into golden spires as it undergoes ELECTRIC TERA.[break][break]

“Charge up, you two. Niola, keep it busy.”[break][break]

Tendrils of lightning bend and crackle from the walls and electronics, lancing towards the steel dragon as its spines glowed blindingly bright. Even the porygon, from where it sat, hummed as it calculated Erebus' trajectories to LOCK-ON.

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tl;dr glalie ko'd. archaludon electric tera + charges electro shot. porygon uses lock-on.[break]

SPOILER: Click to show

70 MP Post x7[break]
50 MP Recall Past Thread[break]
50 MP confidence grows[break]
50 MP strength[break]
50 MP antagonistic exchange[break]
10 MP mega[break]
25 MP KO a mon[break]
50 MP experience fear[break]
50 MP injury[break]
50 MP spotlight strength[break]
50 MP mon is KO'd

Despite many years in the Alolan Navy, she's never really used water pokemon. Even her show mantine had just been a loan from a friend. But why start getting attached now?[break][break]

"PRIMARINA TWIST, dattebayo."[break][break]

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Unexpectedly, she finds a clamperl. She didn't even need to dive at all; poor thing was probably trying to escape the plastic netting.[break][break]

Perhaps her luck was looing up?[break][break]
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“Oh? Are you trying to be a reason for my staying?” She laughs. It’s easier to peacock around the topic than to face the overwhelming apprehension she feels about becoming stable.[break][break]

“I struggle to imagine.”[break][break]

Navy seemed like he was born with a hat already on his head, cracking jokes with The Youth and helping little old ladies cross the street. Earth-aspected. Children probably thought of him as their well-meaning uncle. Pokemon probably felt safe around him. There is more, but she digress.[break][break]

Yujin listens to the next part first casually, and then carefully. Strange. He usually refers to people by their name, open to cultivating new networks.[break][break]

“I think you’d derive a lot of meaning from it.” The smile is gentle; she’s not like him, she doesn’t want to create, she doesn’t care about what she destroys, she’s a black hole in human skin and he hasn’t realized it yet but will if she sticks around for too long. “I would be happy to help you, of course. It won’t be easy, but you’re nothing if not resilient. And there's more to this world than pokemon battles.”

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“This is only the consequence of your actions.” One can hear the frenetic clicking and tapping on her laptop, oddly at ends with her uninterrupted speech. “Where I was born, we had many sayings. This one seems appropriate: striking the grass alerts the snake.”[break][break]

Still, for all the disparagement, she has no concern for checking her surroundings, trusting in the infallible nature of the slightly sarcastic knight.[break][break]

As Gwyar would cut and cleave, the other cables begin to animate. After putting down enough snakes they would hear a high-pitched, ear-shattering wail arc throughout the spaceship.[break][break]

Perhaps they had been dealing with the grass all along.[break][break]

30 hear haunting human-like or pokemon-like screams within the electrical currents of this world.

“Yujin and Ollie, together again~”[break][break]

She sits on the roof of the half-submerged building, clad in a wetsuit exactly like the last time he had seen her.[break][break]

Numerous cables extend from the building’s antenna like blackened tails. After a few more adjustments on her laptop, she nods.[break][break]

“...There we go.”[break][break]

Their communications devices begin to buzz with radio chatter. The movements of other rangers, reports of crumbling infrastructure and sinkholes, warnings of poachers in the northeast quadrant… [break][break]

“That should cover most of Sea Mauville for the next few days. Let’s get started.”[break][break]

26. Set up reliable communication channels.

A shocking number of people are flailing about like a fish out of water. Even more shockingly, many of them are succeeding.[break][break]

Yujin pats her mantine reassuringly.[break][break]

"PRIMARINA TWIST, dattebayo."[break][break]

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