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[attr="class","itemcoltexttit"]TREE OF LIFE 1

[attr="class","itemcoltext"]You enter a resplendent glade with a large white tree growing in its center. Although it is devoid of leaves or fruits, it is a sacred and splendid scene seemingly untouched for one thousand years. Around its base, Pokemon kneel though they do not seem alive. They've been petrified into absolute stone.[break][break]

Coming close, you sense the tree "speaking" to you. It beckons for you to water it.[break][break]

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[attr="class","itemcoltexttit"]WISHING STAR 1-A

[attr="class","itemcoltext"]You touch the purple chunk. Suddenly, you and everyone nearby is overtaken by a horrific vision of a skeletal dragon soaring above the planet, its ribs and claws as sharp as its tendrils. From a nearby meteoroid, a DEOXYS shoots outward. It attempts to attack the ETERNATUS.[break][break]

In the process, a fragment from the ETERNATUS' BODY falls toward the earth...[break][break]

All of you come to and see that the mysterious material is pulsing. With every pulse, the purple chunk begins to manipulate the spatial elements of reality around it and yourselves. Paranoia begins to settle in... before the scenario shifts.

He was more direct this time. "Rocket, yes. One of Lulu Flint's colleagues. I am Ameena Abadi." The introduction might have been redundant if he dealt with information technology, as her company Abundance Connections had made a name for itself beyond its home in Mauville. Thankfully, even if he knew her, her Rocket affiliation was well-hidden to date. [break][break]

She was pleased to hear he held a science background. The rod beeped unhappily, spitting out an unclear reading on its screen. She had set a few of these up, but she wasn't familiar enough with the technology to properly troubleshoot. [break][break]

"Please, help yourself. Another set of eyes cannot hurt." She hoped he would be able to interpret the readings if they were valid, or fix the rod if it wasn't. She wasn't intending to submit incorrect data today. She assessed him more carefully; she would not have associated him with paleontology, but it seemed like a science that only interested children and elders. With the paleontological failures in her homeland in Galar, she didn't particularly put stock in a paleontologist without results. [break][break]

"If you study the physical past, what brings you here? Is there a connection between the recent tumorous growth of the tera crystals with the history of this area?"

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Seraphim jumps into action. She's not intimately familiar with Elise -- only knowing word of mouth -- or the Nagandel beyond what she's read about the Deep Sea, but steps into a sludge bomb it must have launched into the ship while circling. She quickly steps out of it. Then, she turns to see the Nagandel pierce her, having rammed straight into her chest. It punctures her heart out of her body alongside many ribs and-- [break][break]

She comes to herself when Edith snaps at her fingers. Ameena shakes her hand defensively, irritated at the sharp pain and drawn blood, but she exhales all the same, relieved to have her bits all attached. "Get that thing out of here," she orders the bird pokemon. Ever the opportunist, Edith attacks the Nagandel with disarming voice as she can keep a distance that avoids getting hit by friendly fire while she disorients the beast. [break][break]

Ameena turns back into the corner of the ship with the eggs. Not all have hatched. "Is it worth it to take one?" She asked mostly herself. It was clear that they could turn into strong pokemon, but she wasn't sure how well they could acclimate to the outside world. Well, if an Elise had had one in regular Hoenn...

TAGS – Amor Rose [break]
NOTES – 24 suffer a grievous or fatal injury or injuries that ends up being a hallucination.[break][break]

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Ameena has no interest in experiencing possession. At least, not without proper equipment to observe its impact and reliable scientists to track the data. Thankfully, Lulu expels the ghost. "Time to add exorcist to your resume," she muses as they walk away from the disgruntled Spiritomb. The scene shifts beneath their feet to reveal the god of thunder. [break][break]

Ameena opens her mouth to make an observation, but her Espathra flies past her to use lumina crash on the deity. "Edith!" She says sharply, but the bird will not accept criticism until after she's sated her need for battle. Ameena throws out the rest of her team to keep herself from getting smote by the deity. Honedge stays close, but Munna flies up to use future sight for information, and Rookidee taunts the Thundurus to keep him from slapping the vulnerable-to-electricity Espathra down. [break][break]

"This is not how I want to greet the divine," Ameena says as she rubs her temple.

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[attr="class","itemcoltexttit"]THUNDURUS 1

[attr="class","itemcoltext"]Thunder cracks above a turbulent sea. Flashes of lightning are but the briefest beacons illuminating the night, but they only serve to clarify the hair-raising waves your small ship manages to survive. Storm clouds mask the moon—but they seem to be moving closer toward you, hanging unusually low.[break][break]

The storm clouds stop before your ship. From the cumulous cover, a THERIAN THUNDURUS emerges with crackling lightning coursing from its knotted tail. What does it want? It does not look pleased.

Dock her pay? She laughs. At least he's warming up enough to tease. She doesn't commit to any work in Rocket for the money, though additional resources are nice. Her company really takes care of it anyways. She gets more out of this from a research angle, as well as a networking one. Getting to know Seraphim slowly is its own reward, though he can be prickly. She'd like to see what kind of research he gets into some day...[break][break]

"Wait," she says as the end up in a dead end. "Did you say the hands of God?" He couldn't be serious. She did not want to see a simulation of Arceus break her only solace in a simulated chunk of space. She shivered as she got off the Cyclizar, turning to face the Genesect that could no longer be avoided. "Sounds like a horrific simulation. Why are some of the scenarios so violent?" [break][break]

Case in point: the genesect. But the city blacks out all of a sudden, and it's the perfect opportunity to see the next scenario RKS cooks up. "Onto part two," she says hurriedly as she scatters out of the alley, waiting for the simulation to blend into a new scenario.

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[attr="class","itemcoltexttit"]FUTURE CYCLIZAR 1-A

[attr="class","itemcoltext"]You stream into the alleys, a labyrinth flanked by heaven-piercing towers of mega corporations. Logos and brands stare at you with their flickering signage. Even in this era, Silph Co. lives.[break][break]

Eventually, you meet a dead end. The Genesect corner you, their lasers poised and ready. Your pursuers cry for your hands to be raised and your Cyclizar to be dismounted.[break][break]

But the city suddenly descends into darkness. A blackout. Screams can be heard as flashes of prismatic light detonate several blocks south of you. Perhaps, this is your chance to flee.[break][break]

Lulu is unflappable in the face of the butcher's rage, bringing a smile to Ameena's face. She looks around the kitchen at Lulu's observation, wondering if something will stand out to her. But the man charges. Munna puts the man to sleep with a yawn just as Ameena grabs his forearm to keep the blade from coming down. He's fast, but she's too well-trained to flinch. The scene swirls away before them, reshaping into a cemetery. [break][break]

The headstone ahead of her bursts into a spiral of souls. "Ah, pokemon constructed of many pieces were a special interest of my doctoral advisor." She hadn't found it particularly interesting at the time. Exeggcute, Falinks, Dugtrio. She had never cared much for the grouping. Her advisor had published a thesis about Spiritomb counting among them because of the distinct count of spirits contained within that all Spiritombs had as a constant.[break][break]

As a soul came rather close to her individually, she reached a hand out to grasp it, ever curious of the sensation it would offer.

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[attr="class","itemcoltexttit"]108 SOULS 1

[attr="class","itemcoltext"]The scene shifts to that of a dark, cold underground tomb. A small hole allows a beam of sullen moonlight to cast its silver rays against this cursed chamber. Thousands of headstones surround you, but there is one rock with a fissure running down its center. It is the only stone illuminated by the full moon above.[break][break]

It finally notices you. A SPIRITOMB emerges from the cracked stone, its malevolent smile set against a spectral swirl. Souls whip in and out of its shape...

It is a first for her to launch RKS and find herself on a pokemon. The area is gorgeous, though she does not recognize it. "This is one of the nicer simulation beginnings." She said it with amusement, looking to her partner to see how he felt about it. She had no idea how familiar he was with the simulation, but she only had a few under her belt. [break][break]

Of course, as soon as she says it, a Genesect comes above to mow them down. She shakes her head. The simulation changes and stays the same.[break][break]

"Cyclizar will outperform Genesect's speed, but it has advanced tracking. Our best bet is to cut up in the alleys." She does not wait for him to confirm before taking a sharp dive to the left to evade the Genesect.

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[attr="class","itemcoltexttit"]FUTURE CYCLIZAR 1

[attr="class","itemcoltext"]You find yourself far into the future. You are unsure whether you are in Hoenn or some other region, but you do know you are on the back of a Cyclizar fitted with a jet seat. Around you, neon-lit skyscrapers tower amongst blinding holographic billboards.[break][break]

Suddenly, a sirens ring behind you. For whatever reason, the law is after you. And they are after you on Genesect. They fire TECHNO BLASTS toward you as you jet past cars and augmented passersby.[break][break]

There are two routes you can take:[break][break]

She would be lying if she said Seraphim's silence this time around wasn't getting on her nerves. It was making paranoia bubble up inside, but she didn't comment on it. She took a picture of the research and pocketed it for later examination. "I think I have found all we can parse from this ship. The other writings are nonsensical or too faded to read." She wasn't all too experienced with runic writing anyways, and the longer notes were in a language she couldn't interpret. [break][break]

She walked back towards him to leave the quarters when she heard the softest cracking sound. She dropped down low instinctively, crouch-walking to the doorway to peek. Was there a cannibalistic megalopolan here? Instead, she saw a clutch of eggs that had hatched, but no pokemon were there. But that had to be what she heard. So where...? [break][break]

A flash of purple from outside the ship, seen only through rotted slats of the ship wall, told her all she needed to know. "There is a nagandel outside." Her voice was strained. If its poipoles had hatched, there was no telling what it would do to protect them.

TAGS – Amor Rose [break]
NOTES – 26 experience a clutch of ultra beast eggs hatching and the horrific newborn forms of nihilego or poipole emerging. protective parent ultra beasts will mercilessly protect them.[break][break]

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