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"I'll bet. Especially with all the other shit going on... Nice timing." Nate knew water pledge, sort of. He couldn't imagine ever actually getting to do a combo with it, though. "Yeah, we'll probably see that asshole again. I mean, I hope getting roasted by that hyper beam or whatever the fuck...

"Oh, look, it's Starr!" Rocky said brightly. He raised the bow ties high. "Ooh, ooh, Starr! Which do you think would look best on Mudkip? The red or the bl--" "Hold up, I gotta do a murder a sec," Nate said, and blasted Rocky's head off with a hydro pump. Then he turned back to Starr and said...

Another thing it was hard to do as a mudkip was slam doors. It could be hard to even open doors sometimes, especially around Destiny Village, where everybody just assumed you were fully evolved and a thousand feet tall or could, like, float or whatever the fuck. Nate had to settle for charging...

"Bye, Arceus! We'll come see you after the fight, okay? We can celebrate! Good luck. We'll all be rooting for you!" "Okay, okay," Nate said, waving the notebook for Rocky to take back. "The guy's got important shit to do. Let him go." Rocky didn't protest while Nate led him out of the tower...

Nate watched Arceus turn away, feeling tired above all else. "Well, good luck and all. You done us a real solid, and if you ever--" "Wait!" Rocky was rooting around in his bag. "You can't just go off like that. You need... you need..." He pulled out the notebook, scattering a couple random...

"Ah. Yeah. Almost forgot about all the spy shit with all the other crazy bull that landed on us. Guess it wouldn't be a good idea to tell us any clues you might have about who it might be, neither. Well." He got back to his feet, tail wagging to get out a cramp. Impressive-looking marble wasn't...

"What--what do you mean?" Rocky said. He sounded like he was about to fucking cry, Jesus. "Rocky--" "You can't just give up!" the infernape said, hands balled into fists and crown blazing. "That's what you're saying, right? That it doesn't matter if you disappear?"

"Yeah?" Nate shot a covert look at Rocky, who was looking morose. You never knew when the guy was going to come out with something totally inappropriate at a time like this. "I mean, you're kind of important, right? Keeping the legends in line and all that. Laying down the law when things go...

"Well, yeah, exploding it outright would be the idea. So long as it ain't gonna hit anything, like in space or something. To use judgement you're gonna need to be inside the blast radius, yeah?"

Nate shook his head. "Not a barrier. A bomb. Something that'll blow the thing up out where it ain't gonna hit nobody. Have to be a pretty big one to disrupt a blast like that, but I think we could swing it."

Welcome! Sounds like you've got a fair amount of experience under your belt; always fun to see someone who's been working on their stories for a while. I look forward to getting to read your fic, and I hope you enjoy your time on Thousand Roads!

"Right. More or less what I was thinking. What I don't get it why you don't put yourself behind something that'll destroy the attack before you start the whole draw thing. That way you don't gotta worry about the attack coming back towards us, or going on to hit you. Because it'll be, you know...

Nate grimaced. "I mean, it sounds like a solid enough plan to me, who-knows shit aside. Mostly just seems like there's gotta be some way to pull it off without you getting blown up." He rubbed at his head. "So, not sure if I understand this properly, but you said you're gonna draw this thing...

"Too... big, huh," Nate said, drumming his fingers on the tile. "So you're thinking it's too dangerous to blow up before it gets launched? That seemed like the simplest solution to me. Or is where you're going to run off with it the thing that's got you so cagey?"

"Oh, didn't figure it would kill you. Thousand-year sleep, poofed into stardust like Buffet"--hopefully that wasn't fucking fatal, not like he'd seen the guy out and about at all recently--"something like that. Whatever it is, I figure it can't be a great time if it's got you forgetting your...

It sounds like there's pretty broad support for a deadline extension, so I've pushed the deadline back one week to midnight UTC on March 8th. The countdown in the first post has been adjusted accordingly. If you've already submitted an entry, note that you're free to revise and re-submit at any...

Nate nodded. "Yeah. Figured it was something like that." He sat back on his haunches and gave Arceus a crooked look. "You know, last time I was in here, you were saying something like how you couldn't send me home because everybody'd be all sad I was gone, people'd go all shadowy and unstable...

"Right. So the problem is, even if we can smack some sense into the guy, that won't stop the attack he already charged up. That's where you come in. Am I hearing that right?"

"Hmmm." Not quite what Nate had been expecting. He exchanged a glance with Rocky, who had stopped glowing, looking deflated. "That makes sense. So you think all this business with the Reverse World or whatever ain't gonna work?"

"Hi!" Rocky chirped. "Sorry we didn't come and see you sooner. The magic thing you did to block telepathy works really well. Did you see? I can still do it." He drew himself up, and familiar bands of golden light glowed around his core, their light murky through his shadowy chest. "Thanks a...