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A long, helpless silence followed. Soda couldn't look directly at Dave. He fiddled with his claws, toyed with his bauble. "I nearly made one, Dave."

"Yeah, I guess," Soda said, though his usual nonchalance wasn't there. It all weighed on him. "No clue what I'm gonna do next. I'm not in a rush... to get outta here. What would I even do, y'know...? Apparently Maple's helping to take care of Flesh, with Truffle and Leg, so that's taken care of...

The two Owens were chattering about each other's teams, while the two Diyems continued to glare at each other like two feral males competing over territory. "I don't like him," they both muttered to nobody in particular. Despite the tension between their leaders, the teams themselves got along...

"No," Soda replied flatly, taking the first stick. "But they've been treating me nice enough, I guess. Could do without the totem pole, though." Soda glared at Wheat, who continued to not blink.

"Yeah, thanks." The usual procedure went, with the sticks going through the compartments, and then Soda giving half back. It was still him. Some of his mannerisms were slightly different, ever so slight, but Green was still there. Soda's cell seemed to have less security than the first days of...

The holding cells were unchanged from their two usual occupants--Giovanni, and Soda. But this time, instead of Green, it was the real deal. He had gained enough strength to put up his reflexive illusions--maybe now, it was more effort to keep it down?--while Giovanni himself seemed to be sulking...

Final votes: Bartholomew: 10 (Homestar, Yellow, Flyg0n, Abra, Chibi, Persephone, Fusion, Dragonfree, unrepentantAuthor, Phant) SparklingEspeon: 1 (Equitial) No vote: Espeon, Goat, Sinderella -- Ghostly chains solidified around Bartholomew, almost covering the entirety of their yellow...

"Well, hey," Miracle Owen said, "I think being a Marshtomp is really cool! You're only weak to Grass, for one, and you can make water wherever you go!" This Owen seemed... significantly brighter and less restrained. Perhaps this was Owen without Wishkeeper's influence.

"Somewhat," Miracle Diyem replied. "It is something more effective if you are not aware of it until it happens. Have faith and keep fighting, and such." "And such," Cal repeated, frowning. "Well, you aren't all that different." "Mm."

"We were told not to explain too much about your final battle, but it seems it is very similar to ours, what is coming," Miracle Diyem said quickly, crossing his arms. "But as for the familiars, mm. I would have brought them with us, but they have gone to other duties." Miracle Owen nodded...

Miracle Diyem groaned, rubbing his forehead. "I regret bringing some of you back." "Aw, it's not that bad," Miracle Owen said, sampling one of the sandwiches that Spectrum Owen offered. "I even got to meet another me! Oh! We should totally spar!" "We just got off a big fight a few weeks ago,"...

"I can still send you to the Voidlands when this is over," Miracle Diyem warned Kora.

Owen and Owen looked at one another from across the field, sizing each other up with great interest. "Wow!" they both said, one voice significantly deeper than the other. This Owen looked much more normal. He seemed happy to have legs again, for some reason, but it seemed that he had not gone...

( @Shadow of Antioch ) A strange-looking Dragonair floated next to the others, elegantly weaving her serpentine body and ribbons just above the ground. With a beat her large, feathery wings, she came to a halt. She spent a good minute studying the new group up and down as the others presented...

( @Soniclink137 ) A Lopunny stood there, gazing around the crowd with a fairly friendly expression, though in his eyes there was a heavy burden and sadness that he bore. It was hard to tell whether that Lopunny was male or female at first glance, and even when he spoke, it was in a voice that...

( @MadderJacker ) The cold, icy stare of the Gallade met the new arrivals with a mask of indifference. He could hear and smell the excitement in the air, feel the warmth of the bodies around him, but his face remained perfectly stoic. Mergo looked at his own hand and clenched it into a fist. A...

( @Magyk ) An arcanine suddenly made himself known beside Aria, for a tall Pokemon he still managed to go somewhat unnoticed, though carried a sense of pride with him. With a big grin on his face, the arcanine's tail wagged for a moment as he looked around at his own group, then looked back at...

"All right," Diyem cut through the chatter, his booming voice a little more forceful. "Enough leading us around." Diyem glared at Bean the moment he started to go for his second sandwich. "Why are we out in the middle of nowhere?" "Now, it's not nowhere," Bean said with another cheerful smile...

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Energized after weeks of recovery, many of Team Spectrum relished the idea of getting out in the sun, in the warmth, and in fresh and open air. The sky was a brilliant blue and only a few clouds in the sky. Lush Prairie hadn't been touched too badly by the cataclysm, though some parts of earth...