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Rocky hesitated, itching to try and reach out and grab Cola and get him away from here. But that would probably only spook him, and then he'd go right back to Soda anyway. Besides, if Soda really was telling the truth... If he really did want all those things... Then they should be on the same...

"You're really strong, Soda," Rocky said. "I bet if you wanted to help Cola, you could take him somewhere safe, and you wouldn't even need to fuse with him at all. Maybe if you're nice to him, he'll want to help you out just on his own. Then you won't have to promise anything." He raised his...

"You told Silver you wanted to help him, too, and then you made him do bad things and put him in prison," Rocky muttered. "You say that to everybody." He glanced at Puddle for a moment, then looked down at the ground again.

Rocky's heart sank when Cola edged away from him. It wasn't like the arceus had any reason to listen to him. They hadn't even gotten to be friends, not really. Rocky took a deep breath, remembering what it felt like to breathe from someone else. "How do we know we can trust you?" he asked Soda...

"You didn't answer the question," Rocky said, ears drooping. "Maybe Sword being in the Worldcore helped her not be corrupted anymore. But she was only corrupted because of you in the first place, right? Because you needed somebody... Somebody to get eterna energy from. That's what you said...

Rocky couldn't help gasping when Soda showed himself. If he really showed himself? He could still be making an illusion... A special costume, basically like a superhero! Soda was a superhero, after all, like everybody else in the God Squad. He was the coolest in the God Squad. It was a good...

I swear to fucking god. I hope you realize that when you get back to normal, you ain't never gonna be able to live this shit down.

"Well... maybe," Rocky said. He thought Soda would be someone cool to train with, not that he would want to talk about all this scary stuff. He hadn't expected Soda to be really serious about anything. Rocky's tail lashed, and he shivered with the phantom sensation of some emotion--it wasn't...

"Umm..." Rocky glanced around, wondering where Soda's real body was. Why were things feeling kinda scary all of a sudden? "What do you mean?"

Okay, fine. I'll kick Xerneas' ass first.

Rocky huffed and crossed his arms, tapping his fingers in agitation. He really should have gone to see Arceus already... He really should have. But until he could do that, they at least had to make sure nothing happened to Cola. "Is there anything we can do to stop, umm, make it so Pop can't...

Oh, for fuck's sake. What did I just fucking tell you? I'm coming over there to kick your ass personally, you stupid piece of shit.

Chip says he's working on a thing that'll reduce their power level or something--so even if somebody tries to take them over, they won't be able to do much.

Great news, it turns out the guy we thought was Silver is actually Giovanni and the guy we thought was Giovanni is actually Silver. Somebody swapped them for some fucking reason. Anyway, they're both locked up now, but I dunno that we can keep them there forever. Or, you know, ought to. What...

"Watch yourself, all right?" Nate called after Diyem. "I know Xerneas is sexy and all, but there's something fucking weird going on here!" "Jesus," he muttered after the charizard had left. "Ain't he like a zillion years old or some shit? I thought he'd be over that sorta shit by now." And...

"It is perfect!" Rocky said, clapping his hands and staring around at the trees. Pine trees weren't really the best for this sort of thing, but there were some other kinds of trees, too. They just needed a big old one, with really thick branches. "We can build a treehouse out here. That's...

Okay, all companion requests made thus far should be filled, except these: If you'd like a custom sprite, you'll need to provide it as a 68x56 pixel PNG; I am not a sprite artist. Otherwise, your options are any of the icons that show in the party menu in SwSh--Seren, since you said a normal...

With three players gone, even if one of them was a member of the Mafia, the atmosphere of the game is distinctly subdued. A couple players find it too much to bear, the stress and suspicion. They can't stand what this game's done to them, or to the people around them. Chappie, in particular...

One hour remains in Day Three. The vote stands thus: AbraPunk: 8 (windskull, Seren, Dragonfree, elyvorg, Equitial, Namohysip, HelloYellow17, Fusion) Equitial: 1 (DawningWinds) Mellow: 1 (Inkedust)

"Careful sleuthing, huh? And what's your careful sleuthing turned up so far?"