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"That what I was afraid of," Nip hissed, narrowing his eyes. He glanced backwards. "That looks like radiance to you guys, right? Anyone that's not dealt with this before should probably hang back. The rest of us.... Should we press onward? There's only a few of us here. If Rayquaza attacks we...

Nip sprang backwards, the fur along his spine bristling in alarm as shrapnel flew in their direction, only for it to bounce harmlessly off of Owen's shield. "Remind me to never come here again," he grumbled, shaking hot sand out of his fur as he squinted at the serpent that appeared from the...

Logging 2 hours of writing and an offsite review. Purchasing First Ascent and evolving Strengths -> Attack and Stamina Weakness -> Magic (big/as much as possible), Resistance (lesser) Distribution: Max attack and stamina, I'll figure out the rest later. Support move configuration: Strike I...

His mind screamed at him, telling him to run. But he was glued to the spot. He kept his eyes on the mewtwo. Shadows swirled around his claws, leaving him ready to strike with poison if the mewtwo made any sudden movements. Currently he was focusing on Starr, menacingly floating towards her. Oh...

He. He disappeared. How? How did he just disappear like that? It wasn't a teleport. What sort of magical trickery was this? Nip's eyes dilated as he stood poised to fight. Or to flee, whichever he needed to do. On one hand, they should probably be thanking him for stopping the necrozma's...

He whipped his head around to look at Maple. Was she in any condition to conjure a portal out of here? "If we can't portal out," he began, his eyes hanging on the injured smeargle a few heartbeats longer, "then we need to at least take cover. Hide or something. Because I don't know about you...

"Can't you see that we're busy? Come back later." With that, Nip turned his attention back towards Joule. Before he had time to react, the necrozma let off a dozen or so volleys of the light attacks, one of which came far too close for comfort. He let out a feral screech and stumbled backwards...

Nip crouched, watching as Truffle took off, but ready to flee at a moment's notice. He waited to see if anything would change. Likely, the illusion would mask any rescue - or rescue attempts - but it didn't stop him from watching. Unfortunately, his concentration was broken by a certain...

Nip was still tense, aprehensive as he approached the edge of the island, trying to get a better look at Maple off in the distance. Instinct told him to back off and hide. Joule was an enemy they couldn't beat, and Maple's motivations were questionable at best. At the same time, logically...

Nip waved a paw in front of him, coughing as he inhaled the smoke, and stumbled in the direction of Bahamut's voice. "I. I think we got him. But where's the other necrozma?"

Q. So what's Places We Call Home about? It's about making mistakes. Terrible mistakes. It's about confronting your past, and learning to acknowledge your trauma without letting it dictate how you act now. And on a related note, it's about acknowledging both your own feelings but others as well...

"Oh this is... really bad," Nip mumbled. Darkrai and Cresselia was one thing. Lugia was one thing. They were all powerful gods in their own right, but they were lesser, only reigning over one or two aspects of the world. But these three? Those who kept time and space in check? Those who caused...

Logging: Review of chapters 1-5 of Path of Valor (~1k words), should cover the remainder of my tiers and give bonus blecs Stats: Max Attack Max Stamina Max HP Save all remaining points for now Putting my shadow bonus into attack. Reconfiguring Support Strike I, Strike II Boon I, Boon II...

It's been a bit, but I'm back with a review of chapters 1-5, which is probably how I'll be handling reviews for PoV going forward. Chapter 1 Chapter one seems to be setting things off at a brisk pace, quickly setting up the framing of the story from Yuna's pov. (Side note and crazy theory here...

Although Celeste's sentiment on Maple was similar to his own (albeit perhaps a bit harsher), Nip decided that it wasn't a direction he wanted to pursue at the moment. "She also claimed that her group was attacked when they arrived here, not long before we arrived ourselves." He paused, trying to...

Nip let out a quiet hum while he decided where to start his explanation. "After Celeste and I picked out this room, I went to Chip's home because, uh. Becaus the badge thing said to come. Cynthian and um, the litten and the deino, Starr and Cuicatl, I think? They all showed up. Maple and Soda...

While they talked, Nip slipped past Cabot and circled his straw bed once before plopping sow, fur brushing comfortably against the plant matter. "Have you two heard about what happened in Chip's... Home yet? With the remains from that machine, and with Maple?"

"Yeah I. I mean it." And he really did. It wasn't like he didn't understand. But accepting an apology and moving on like nothing happened were two different things. "I just. Need some time." It was vague, but hopefully it would be enough that they could drop the subject and talk about more...

An actual, genuine apology? That was... new. Nip was quiet while Cabot spoke, his expression unreadable. He continued to be silent after Cabot finished creating an awkward air until he finally averted his gaze and took a deep breath. "It's... It's fine. Really. I get it I mean. Owen of all mon...

Cabot. Assigned. Here. To him- to his room. Nip did his best to repress the bubbling memories and forced a smile. "I. See. It's.... Good to have you here?" No. Stop being uncertain. Uncertainty is frowned upon. "Just... Uh. Make yourself at home?"