As Necrozma took on its true form, Oscar had foolishly believed that Deliverance protect him and his fellow nearby trainers from its inevitable assault. How easily he forgets what he is dealing with. Slateport was not so long ago, and there Necrozma did not even display a fraction of its power. As it unleashed its Prismatic Laser, Oscar held onto a sliver of hope that everything would be fine.

How naïve.

The attack was much stronger than it seemed, though it may have been worse had Deliverance not been using Mirror Coat. It took a laser directly to the face, and as it wobbled its body would flash as if it were about to reflect the attack. Alas, this energy it took on was far too strong. The wobbuffet exploded into a burst of cosmic energy, sending Oscar flying backwards.

Everything went hazy as Oscar rolled across the ground, his ears ringing from the explosion. He could barely comprehend what had happened before his senses recovered, his vision reeling from the impact of Deliverance's--deliverance. As Oscar regained his awareness, he witnessed the true horror of Necrozma's attack. No one in attendance was spared, everyone had just suffered a major blow. Oscar punched the ground as he shakily pushed himself to his feet. He probably should have been mincemeat, if it were not for Deliverance...

Oscar suddenly tensed, what of Mercy? Was she alright? He swung his head around, searching frantically for his combat medic. Luckily, she had rolled rather close by behind him. Her face was dug into the dirt, and she was motionless. Oscar ran to the Blissey's side, rolling her over to see if she was alive. Against all odds she seemed alright, she was even awake. She spat out some dirt before wriggling free from her master's grasp and jumping to her feet. She was covered in bruises, and while Oscar could not get a look at himself he could tell from the pain that he had his fair share of scrapes. However, he and his blissey would not be detoured. They were both ready to fight until their hearts stopped beating!

Before they could take further action however, shit got really weird. The runes beneath them began to glow intensely, and some magic fetuses appeared out of nowhere! In that moment Oscar really wished for this sort of nonsense to stop being the norm but whatever the world was ending. Voices in his mind told him to make a choice, and as he saw Xerneas begin to glow he knew exactly what to decide. He and Mercy dragged their asses over to the Pride Deer's side and awaited whatever divine bullshit was about to come next.

tl;dr

--Oscar's Wobbuffet blew up.
--Oscar and Blissey are alright, for now.
--Oscar has chosen to stand by Xerneas with Blissey.

When Oscar had GMH develop affordable housing on the outskirts of Mauville's 'Mega Mall', he had a pretty good idea about what he was getting into. Even if the apartment development was intended for Hoenn citizens displaced by the three day war, he was pretty certain the project would attract a more sinister clientele. Being busy running the company, Oscar could only watch from afar as his landlords became progressively greedy and immoral. They were tormenting the tenants with frivolous fees, and teaming up with minor criminal organizations to push drugs and cause a general ruckus. 

This was all a symptom of a greater problem within Mauville, crime outside of the Mall district was getting out of hand. The mayor's office was flooded with complaints, and the city's gym leader John Sullivan was threatening to take matters into his own hands if something was not done. Luckily for the mayor, Oscar was willing to lend some funding for what he called 'A community outreach event'. Warrants and permits were drafted, and soon enough Oscar was given the go ahead to direct his own relief effort.

Oscar arrived at complex around 4pm, bringing a sizable team of rather tough looking volunteers. The team set up tables to pass out water bottles at suspiciously strategic choke points, as if preparing to cage in a bunch of very thirsty rats. Oscar himself had made an appearance, taking point behind the water bottle table closest to the complex. He was waiting for a new acquaintance to appear, a Rocket grunt named Isaac Merlo. Whenever he arrived, they would be able to commence. 

He best not be late, it was almost time for the festivities...

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WHAT IS THE CORRECT DAY?: The Horsea is named Thursday, but you can either leave on Thursday the day or return on Monday since you come back on Thursday. Let's say Monday.

Jayden could not possibly know, but Oscar would share his idea to use the aid of a pokemon. He first hid himself between some stands and tried to use his shadow ariados, Emma. The somber creature appeared out of thin air, ready to do her master's bidding. Her dark Camouflage would make swiping higher value items as easy as pie--unfortunately Emma would prove uncooperative.

As soon as he made his intentions known, Emma would briefly stare into space before disappearing. Oscar half expected her to come back with something valuable, but after ten minutes he realized that the spider had ditched him. That was fair he supposed, she was a hunter not a thief. To use her for something so mundane probably seemed beneath her. Oscar groaned, he would go with plan b.

He brought out his second best thief tool--his dewpider, Clavis. Clavis may have been small, but he has been a loyal servant of Oscar's since his days in Alola. When Oscar informed him what they were up to, Clavis was ecstatic. It had been so long since his last mission, it was a thrill to finally be of use again.

Clavis climbed up Oscar's arm, hiding himself within the back of his master's coat. Oscar began searching for his next mark, and found a rather wonderful opportunity in a jewelry stand. It was all hand-made metal working, no actual jewels or anything like that, but snagging a few could end up profitable. Oscar approached casually, chatting up the owner about how they made their wares. The owner was more than happy to regale Oscar with the intricacies of their hobby, and while the two chatted Clavis sneaked down his master's coat and got to work. 

After a few minutes, Clavis would appear in Oscar's peripheral vision. He had several metal bracelets hanging off his legs, and was now crawling his way behind the stand. Oscar bought a cheap bracelet and walked off in the opposite direction. When the owner of the stand was once again distracted by customers, Oscar circled back to collect Clavis and his bounty.

The dewpider seemed very happy to have made off with so much, and as Oscar shoved his loot into his coat pockets he would reassure his old companion with some bubble rubs. "It's like remembering how to ride a bike, right pal?" Clavis gargled, crawling back into Oscar's coat as the beast set off to find more goodies to claim.

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Oscar watched as the final piece was put into place. Just like that it was finished, an entire wave of possibility was opened within seconds. He was awestruck, enraptured by his fantasies of what the future held. It made his knees weak, and his heart flutter with anticipation.

He was pulled out of his day dreaming when Lulu requested a speech. "Speech?" he said blinking. He chuckled, he had not expected to be put on the spot but he was not adverse to it. Oscar straightened up, raising his free hand as he held an invisible glass. He cleared his throat in an exaggerated manner before winging some inspirational dictation.

"Today we step out of the shadow of ignorance, and into a new age of discovery. What begins here today will be the catalyst for an era of progress unlike any other. Humanity will look back upon this moment with reverence, as they transcend their meager planet and embark upon an endless journey among the stars." He pantomimed raising his glass, "A toast to our new era!" 

He pretended to drink his fake beverage before chuckling. "Not my worst improvised speech. Though we could use some real Champaign."

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Oscar was nearly ready to accept his death by one thousand stings, when he heard the call of a familiar voice. He jumped up from his fetal position, full of newfound enthusiasm, "You beautiful bitch!" Oscar pressed his ear against the shed door, his face stretching into a grin as he heard the buzzing die down. What did she do to get them to swarm elsewhere?

When Skyler yelled for their attention, she would immediately draw their hostility. Their berserk rage only intensified as she flipped them off; such a gesture was truly reviled within bee culture, and she would pay dearly for her transgression. The bee army flew her way, giving Oscar a precious moment to escape the shed.

The shed's door busted open, and Oscar would emerge dual-wielding shovels. He called out to his savoir, "Hold on Skyler! I'm coming!" before jumping in and slamming his shovels into the nearest combee. He swung his improvised weapons like a madman, bashing away bugs as he ran toward Skyler. When he got close enough, Oscar would throw one of his shovels her way. "Catch!"

The trail Oscar carved toward Skyler was only possible because the swarm had been briefly focused on her, but now he too shared their ire. If they did not fight well, these two would be dying side by side. Oscar put his back to Skyler's as the swarm closed in, readying his shovel for combat. "We need to get to the farm house, it's not too far from here. I left my pokeballs there. Also--thanks for coming. It's good to see you."

A vespiqueen lunged forward, and Oscar smashed it away as he began inching toward the farmhouse.

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Oscar raised his eyebrows and clicked his tongue once he learned what SPECTRA stood for. A task force to combat avatars? Color Oscar intrigued. He has had it up to HERE with these League avatars causing mischief and whatnot. Imagine 'Here' being really high up, like to the ceiling. He was FED UP!

He jumped to his feet as Remiel motioned to change scenery. Oscar was excited to get this show on the road, Remiel had done a fine job getting him pumped for whatever was next. As their little team left Remiel's office, Oscar would elbow Jayden softly.

"For the record, it's good to see you again. We're gonna nail this shit--whatever it is."

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Being a public servant was exhausting. After the absolute disaster that was the Church of Arceus incident, Oscar felt like putting volunteer work behind him. After all, surely by this point GMH's name had been saved--right? How long could the public possibly hold a grudge?

A very long time it turns out. 

After recovering from eldritch pneumonia, Oscar received the wonderful news that the company's public image was currently down. One power line was improperly installed in a poorer side of Mauville and suddenly GMH was the bad guy. Oscar could barely blink without something going wrong, what would this clown company do without him.

Thus here he was, taking a boat to a now public-private island to help conservation efforts. Being forced into manual labor had put Oscar into a foul mood, but at the very least he would get to peek at the island's untapped resources. Perhaps some way to profit off this trip could be found.

Plus he would not be suffering alone, apparently Martín del Mar would be in attendance. He was there to meet other associates, but that did not stop Oscar from latching his wagon to poor Mars's. Speaking of, Oscar would receive a text from Mars as the boat was nearing its destination. He would quickly reply thusly:

--On the boat. You?

--Lol jk meet you on land. <3

This entire ordeal was pure chaos. Oscar did not even get a moment to reflect upon the fucked up game of ping-pong he just played with some distant dots, as the tree of life itself began transforming into an enormous monstrosity. Oscar twitched, what the fuck was he supposed to do?

Oscar was startled as Bryan gave his pokemon orders. He did not hesitate, sending his pokemon straight into the fray. Even after the damage Xerneas had sustained, he did not give in to despair. Oscar tsked, surely he too could continue to fight. After all, the only alternative was to lay down and die.

Oscar pulled Deliverance to the front side of Bryan, positioning him between Bryan and the masked stranger. The hapless Wobbuffet just saluted, seemingly unaware of how dire their situation was. Oscar patted him on the head, "Protect us from the tree's shenanigans!" Deliverance cheered, glowing as he performed another Mirror Coat.

Oscar pulled out a pokeball and released its contents: Mercy II the Blissey. Oscar pointed toward Xerneas, "We need this laser deer at one hundred percent Mercy! Make it happen!" Mercy drew in a great breath before taking out her egg and throwing it at Xerneas. The Life Dew that would burst from the shattered egg should help heal Xerneas even further.

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tl;dr
--Oscar positions Wobbuffet to protect himself, bryan delarosa, and Raziel Beckett from Necrozma with Mirror Coat.
--Oscar's Blissey used Life Dew to heal Xerneas even more.

Oscar rubbed his hands, he was already getting excited to get started. To answer Jayden's question he would chuckle, "That would be easiest! We'll figure it out when we finish." Oscar clapped his hands together, he was finished waiting. His itch to commit larceny was now too intense to ignore. "Enough talk, let's get to it! 3-2-1 go!"

Oscar sprinted off, giggling like a school boy as he ran in a random direction. His eyes were alight with the spark of possibility, there was so much he could take within this marketplace alone! How would he decide where to start!? He stopped abruptly in front of a particularly interesting looking stand. An older gentleman was selling crafts with genuine leather. Oscar's eye twitched; this will do.

Oscar casually approached the stand, eyeing a few of the loose trinkets while the shopkeeper was busy chatting with a customer. He slid his hand across the stand's surface, scooping up a bracelet as he made his way past and kept walking. Sliding his loot into his coat pocket, Oscar smiled as his deed went unnoticed.

This was gonna be cake.

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Oscar chuckled quietly, "Yes I think that's a brilliant idea!" Oscar strode forward, using his cane to keep himself balanced as he walked downhill. Tracking this 'stranger in need' would not be hard, their little tumble left a convenient trail deep into the woods. Oscar was not quiet as he pushed forward, he wanted the 'stranger' to know he was coming. To help.

Oscar followed the broken twigs and drops of blood to a large log that jutted from the ground. Here the trail stopped going in a straight line, with the drops of blood curving and heading toward a nearby tree. It would seem the stranger was able to stop his fall and make it behind cover, was he still there? Oscar sneered, looking to Mars as he pointed a thumb toward the tree. Without further delay, he charged over and abruptly popped up on the other side.

"Surprise!"

No one was there. Oscar's shoulders drooped, "What the fuck?" He scratched his head, looking around for signs of the trail continuing. Unfortunately this was it, he must have recovered and bolted before they got there. Oscar groaned, "What a disappointment. Oh well at least we still have--" Hold on, what was this? Oscar did not notice before, but it would seem some fallen leaves was covering up an opening in the base of the tree. It was a tight squeeze, but a smaller human could for sure duck within. Oscar grinned, and shoved the end of his cane into the opening.

A voice cried out, and Oscar bent down to see a bloodied young man tucked into a fetal position beneath the tree's roots. "You lucky fuck! Or I guess unlucky in this case." Oscar began trying to pull the skinny lad out, but the bastard fought feverishly to stay within his hiding spot. Oscar staggered back, grimacing as he looked into the man's defiant glare. Oscar turned to Mars, "Our friend here seems to be stuck."

Martín del Mar