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It's time for another round of Exquisite Corpse! If you aren't familiar with Exquisite Corpses, these are collaborative writing games where a group of authors get together to write a story on a given theme, with one twist: each author writes a scene based only on the last two sentences of the...

"Well, yeah. He's got one of those parasite things in him, don't he?" Nate said. "So we go in, rough him up until he can't cause trouble, then send in the big guns to try and reach the mewtwo." Nate inclined his head towards Red. "Get him to kick out the people possessing him. Straightforward...

"Yeah. Appreciate that," Nate said. Rocky stood at his side, tail flicking now and again. The familiar was probably picking up on Nate's nerves. Not that he was nervous or nothing. So they were going to be visiting nightmare hell, so what? Practically the entire team had at this point, and...

Nate asks Diyem whether he has any idea what they can do about the fact that the blacklight mewtwo apparently contains Telum's dark matter. If they manage to get the mewtwo free of the dark matter's control, is he going to cause problems just... hanging out in Diyem's Voidlands? Would he be able...

"Will do," Nate said. He caught the pokéball one last time, then stowed it in his bag. "Thanks for coming along. Don't know if we'd have a shot without you." He smiled faintly. "Take care, huh? And if you're ever bored, you're always welcome to hit me up. Ain't like I got a ton going on...

"I guess, yeah," Nate said. "Chains, huh? Fucking weird. Don't really strike me as a mewtwo kinda thing. More like a ghost or something." He shrugged. "If you could find that out, yeah, that'd probably be a good start."

Yeah. More interdimensional fucking threats. Nate would like to go back to a time before wondering whether some kind of eldritch horror from another dimension might just show up and eat the planet out of fucking nowhere. "That's true. Maybe there's something in another world that'd be able to...

A "dimensional counterpart?" What, like Silver and Starr, or Red and Nate's Red? They didn't seem quite as similar as that. Or maybe similar but... opposite, almost. Or maybe Bahamut was so stuck on his own losses that he went looking for their like in everyone else. "That's gotta be rough," he...

"Yeah, I got a sense of what it might be like," Nate said with a grimace. "Sounds like your eternatus is kind of like how this mewtwo was, or how we thought he was, anyhow. Nobody home and all. But you and Eien, uh, you're okay? I know it's gotta be weird, dealing with an eternatus like her...

Yeah, there it was. Fucking lovely. And who knew how scary the mewtwo's dreamscape was gonna be, especially if there was a dark matter knocking around in it, too. Jesus. "I know Maple said most eternatus ain't like your eternatus," Nate said, "but do they all got like a world inside them or...

Nate froze while Bahamut projected images into his mind. Eternatus' realm... Well, it was fucking weird, but also not like he'd expected. He thought it would be more like that weird storm he saw when he touched the mewtwo earlier, or what Eien was kicking up now around the Tree. Not a city, like...

Yeah, Red probably would go for something that dangerous and arguably stupid to help a pokémon, wouldn't he? "A decent psychic, huh? Well, I guess we could ask, what, Joule or something? One of the xatu?" Nate rubbed the back of his head. "I figure chances are high we're gonna need your help...

"We could try," Nate said with a shrug. "Diyem didn't seem to think people who weren't on the team wouldn't be too keen to join in, given the whole, you know, Dark Matter, nightmare hell thing. I don't think we can rely on him being there. So, like, what can we do if we don't got him?"

Nate snorted. "Given the way everything works around here, yeah, that's what I was thinking. And it seemed like Owen was doing something, anyhow." Fuck, he should see if Owen would come along, too. "I was just talking to Karat, though, and he said when he got freed from Giovanni, he didn't know...

Nate nodded. "That's what I was thinking," he said. "Diyem says not to worry, he's fine in there, but last time Diyem said something like that, he spent like two weeks making out with a parasite that we had to go rescue him from, so, you know. Don't want to take no chances there." He squinted...

Nate reached down to scoop the ball up without thinking. "Hmm? Oh, yeah. It'd be nice to be able to just fucking snag Eien, but I ain't surprised it'd take Chip and them a while to figure out how to do it." He really should see if they could at least duplicate them or something at this point...

It was always some fucking thing. Karat hadn't fucking died, great, that was one thing off the list. That fucking soda was still out there somewhere, probably ready to pop up at the worst possible time. He should probably get on that, it wasn't like he was going to trust the fucking mightyena to...

"Yeah. I think we're done here," Nate said with a lackadaisical wave at Karat. All things considered, that had gone better than it could have. Karat didn't seem like he was dying or going batshit or nothing, and what he'd said about the other mewtwo, well. Nate was going to have to think about...

"No, it's not the same person," Rocky said. "I mean, we know the mewtwo from this Red's world is still--well." He brightened. "We'll free him. For sure." Given Rocky's track record, Nate doubted Karat would find that reassuring. "Thanks," he said. "That helps a lot. And I'm glad you two are...

Rocky laughed. Puddle had to be joking, right? "It's Red!" he said. "And of course we know him. He's a charizard now, but it's still him. We fought him and everything!" He went quiet for a second, thinking. "I think he even lives with some people on the team. Somewhere in Destiny Village...