Hm, Gaultier brought up a good point. This circuit board plane was massive, what would be the best way to put it back together? Oscar stopped in his tracks, taking out a pure-red pokeball to toss up and down idly. He faced his companions with an aura of confidence, "I'll take to the air and guide you two toward broken segments! Then all we gotta do is drag their broken ends together and solder them into place. You guys know how to do that right?"

Oscar looked around briefly before picking up a thin bit of metal with his spare hand. "If we can't drag parts of the circuit together, we can fill in empty spaces with scrap metal. We just gotta connect unconnected segments with segments being energized then melt the ends so they stick! That should power up the board in its entirety!" Oscar threw the scrap metal away, "What will happen then? Fuck if I know but that's the point of exploration! We explore, fuck with shit, and see what happens! Hopefully it'll be good."

Oscar opened his ball, releasing the cybernetic man-made horror Genesect. Genesect did not bother to observe their surroundings, instead looking directly at Oscar for instruction. Oscar clapped his hands together, "We're going hoverboard-mode bud. Hop to!" Genesect immediately jumped in the air, twisting its body until it resembled a compressed version of itself (Magnet Rise).

Oscar hopped onto his floating ride, bending at the knees to allow for better balance as they flew. "Just follow me around, I'll guide at least one of you to disconnected segments!" Genesect began floating upward, taking Oscar out of sight as it became a glowing purple dot high above. From his vantage point, Oscar could see the whole pseudo-grid before him--and he at least got the assurance that he was on to something. Electricity flowed through the grid, creating the star like visual affect that left him awestruck when they first discovered this realm. Yet in many places it did not go anywhere, it just slowly faded into nothing. Oscar pointed to the closest unaligned circuit and Genesect would begin flying in that direction.

tl;dr
--Oscar explains how to solder metal to fix circuits.
--Oscar lets out Genesect and offers to guide whoever wants to help him toward broken segments of the circuit.

@gaultier Gerald Kaiser

What time was it? Noon? Oscar checked his phone, groaning as he confirmed the time. It was half past four, Oscar had been working for nine hours. He looked upon the pokecenter machine that he was modifying, a mangled mass of wires and metal that used to be functional. It should not have been this hard, this was not even the first time he meddled with these healing machines--why was it so difficult now?

Well, he knew he just did not want to accept it. The pure Infinity Energy extracted through his Pokepods fried the damn things--and he could not figure out why. Oscar was trying to brute force making the machine more amicable, but nothing was working. With such little progress, Oscar decided that he needed a fresh pair of eyes.

He texted Lulu Flint, once again requesting an assistant. Now all he needed to do was wait. At this point he should probably just hire his own staff...

Kaname Fujihara

Oscar was immediately aghast, his stoic 'professor persona' disappearing in an instant. "The fuck is wrong with you!?" He exclaimed, grasping his head as he struggled to comprehend the level of ridiculousness before him. "No, NO! Keep your fuckin' pants on ya weirdo! What were you raised in a barn!? Shit's sake!" Oscar covered his face and sighed heavily, having reached his maximum stress level in the span of five minutes.

Oscar slowly lifted his hands and pointed them toward Mitch, "I'm just gonna assume you can work out properly." He gestured broadly toward the work out equipment that surrounded them. "I need you to work out. Right now. And I don't mean casually."

Oscar folded his arms, trying his best to regain some semblance of his earlier professionalism, "I am going to test if Infinity Energy can heal a human's physical body. If it can do it for an exhausted pokemon surely the same can be done for a human under the right conditions. You gotta fuckin' commit though, you gotta exercise until your heart feels like it's about to rip itself apart. I wanna see you get so sick that you'll have to drag your broken body to my lab for healing. Rip and tear every muscle you got until you're a husk of a human. I mean, don't break any bones or nothin' but get close."

Oscar pointed to the locker room entrance. "You can change into a workout outfit in there. Just--please come out with clothes on."

mitchel kane

Oscar sized up his assistant for the day, offered up by the ever reliable samuel carter . Normally Oscar did not care who was sent to help him with experiments, but this time he had to be a bit picky. The ideal assistant for today's endeavor needed to be fit, and at least semi-capable of long-term exercise. Settling for a subpar specimen would be detrimental to Oscar's entire project.

Luckily, this mitchel kane seemed plenty capable of what Oscar desired. Suiting for a professional stooge, Sam chose his minion well. Having spent a solid three minutes silently staring at Mitch, Oscar nodded and finally decided to speak. "Alright you seem good enough for what I need. Tell me Mitch, how often do you work out?"

Oscar folded his hands behind him, his head titled as he awaited Mitch's answer.

Oscar took inventory of his surroundings, trying to decide if they were suitable for what he desired. The training facility under the Blackstone Laboratory in Sootopolis was huge, but could it sustain the might of two legendary pokemon? Oscar felt indecisive, worrying far too much about the logistics of having two incredibly powerful forces of nature meeting indoors--and they would be meeting.

As soon as Oscar remembered Zapdos's relation to Lugia, he knew it would only be a matter of time before the two were drawn to each other. He thought it would be best if their meeting was in a controlled environment, if it were to be by chance Oscar was afraid that Zapdos would attack the corrupted Lugia. A controlled meeting however could hopefully reignite their innate connection, bolstering a bond instead of a rivalry. This shall be important if Zapdos was to remain on Rocket's side of the war.

Oscar decided that this area would have to do, and he would send a text to Cillian Quinn to summon him.

Hey, can you meet me at the training room under Blackstone? I have something really important to show you.

Oscar's anticipation grew as the start of the race neared. He pushed himself close to Lancer's back, his hands tightly clasping the small reigns at the top of the beedril's saddle. His legs locked into Lancer's waist, ensure that Oscar would be both safe and aerodynamic. Lancer reered his lance like 'claws' back, pointing them behind him. He shall have little need for them in the first round, best to keep them out of the way to create as little air resistance as possible.

Then...THEY WERE OFF!

Oscar clicked his heels against Lancer, and the beedril took off with a roar-like buzz. Oscar cackled with fiendish glee as they dove off the rooftop, Lancer's speed already sending shivers of adrenaline down Oscar's spine.

Then came the first obstacle, which Oscar did not fear in the slightest. Lancer was a slim pokemon with a solid acceleration, so Oscar was confident in his steed's ability to weave through the trees. Of course in the pit of his stomach Oscar feared slamming into a tree, but he pushed such anxiety away with his uproarious chortling. After all, it was too late to back out. Might as well give it one hundred percent!

Oscar chose Target 1
SCoz3brU
Speed (A)
Endurance (C)
Reaction (C)

Will edit in Lancer's moveset when I get home :3

Oscar chuckled, his grin growing almost manic. Naomi had invited the hypothetical vampire into the threshold, there was no going back now. "Y'know, I'm glad you asked!" Oscar opened the door fully, revealing that he was holding the handle to a very large tray on wheels. He enter the lab, pulling the tray behind him with a decent amount of effort. Upon the tray, Naomi would be able to see two rough looking mechanical arms connected to a laptop, along with what seemed to be scattered pieces of a full-arm gauntlet. Lastly, she would notice the various shards of Tera crystals that noisily rolled around in the tray as it moved.

Oscar brought the tray up to Naomi and leaned against it, "So this looks like a hot mess, but I swear it's just organized chaos." He gently grabbed one of the mechanical arms, which looked pretty accurate to a human's thanks to the guidance of olliver samovar. You know, besides the fact that it was made mostly of wires and metal. He lifted it up so Naomi could see. "I've been working on human cybernetic prosthetics. The idea is to create more durable limbs for--whomever would need them. But I caught wind of your Tera research and it got me thinking..."

Oscar grabbed one of the Tera crystals and raised it to be parallel with the arm. "What if my cybernetic limbs could be modified to utilize Tera energy!? Tera crystals seem to react better with machinery than organic matter anyway, it could be a viable way to enhance human physiology." Oscar put the arm and the crystal down. "Though before that I wanna hear what experiments you have int he oven!"

Naomi Sato

Oscar had paused on a page that seemed to depict a volcanic eruption, with a shaded Groudon seemingly being the cause. He grimaced, not wanting to consider what it was like to meet Groudon in person. He pushed the book away, taking a deep breath before answering Jayden.

"Both finding a new world and pursing more Avatars for Rocket are solid options, but they aren't reliable. There's no guarantee that it would be safe for us to jump worlds, especially if there are other versions of us already there. And Avatars? Putting the fate of the world into the hands of finicky pokemon with god complexes seems less than optimal."

Oscar leaned back in his chair, slowly rubbing his chin as he stared up at the ceiling. "Maybe there's another option. Perhaps we aren't looking close enough to the resources we already have..." He was formulating something, but the pieces were scattered. He needed time to put the puzzle together.

jayden cross

We must harness the power of the ULTRA PLANT!