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"Ahahahaha! Wow! Wow, wow, look at you! But guess what? I've still got a few strings attached for a last hurrah! don't think you can just blaze through this like all the other fights you've had, idiots!" "N-ngh... I'm sorry," Wishkeeper pointed toward Kane, transferring energy to him before...

Everything before has been logged.

Diyem rose up and grumbled, like he'd heard something. "Alright," he said with a growl. "I suppose considering the subject matter going on here and there, I should talk about it in some detail for those unfamiliar with the ritual." And once again, like he was under some kind of contractual...

Logging multiple Chip config changes: -Changing Owen's Boost to be +Defense instead of +Evade to coincide with his shift in form and size, and +Speed to +Defense as well for the same reason. -reconfig Owen's stats and bonuses for the same reason, adjusting talents and such in favor of tankiness...

There was no sound in space, normally. But here, it was as loud as ever, the wind from the atmosphere of Cibus rapidly pouring into the pocket of land that they had turned up. Gray dust filled the air that had newly filled the atmosphere, and a silver light enveloped every single one of Team...

Fun fact, despite my workload, I've written a chapter and a half the past two weeks. How? I dunno. Might be dying. Anyway! Logging all that for challenges, etc. etc. Everything above has been logged.

As the team deliberated on what to do, it became clear that the best solution was simply to take on Soda as they could. They had no choice; if they were too slow, then it would spell the end for Cibus. They simply had to do everything they could. "Please, do everything you can," Cresselia said...

"Don't worry about it."

[[ I would also like to second sentiments to cool down, folks. If you start devolving into ad hominem, you're going down the wrong path. Don't force a godkill from me. ]]

"Mmf. I cannot confirm mechanics of this nature. Part of this game is that, while simple, there are some calls that I had to make about the ritual that are not known to all. Perhaps in the future this can be fully outlined... but whether it is the case one way or the other, I cannot state. It...

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[[ I'll allow this, but solely for convenience for getting a reply if you're pinged in the forums and nothing else. I know some people are more present on discord than here, so I'll acknowledge and allow at least this at a very limited capacity. ]]

-- It was strange, this nighttime nothingness. While it didn’t feel like sleep (not that he could sleep now even if he wanted to), it did feel like dreaming. Still, it was precious time. Time that could be spent well. Thinking, reading. He looked down at the letter in his hands. His own...

And then, the ground trembled softly, just severely enough to notice, and just long enough that it silenced all the other chatter. And it wasn't stopping, either. It kept going... Suddenly, a shriek from overhead, like a call to action, got everyone's attention. Lugia and Meringue were flying...

"They will be under my care," Diyem said. "I do not think they will be in danger so long as you keep up the pressure on Soda." "We weighed the risks," Green said to Dave. "Yeah, a stray attack might get us if we aren't careful, but if we don't come with you, we won't be able to put our stun...

Diyem frowned, shaking his head. "In any case," he pressed, "that means that once we are all prepared, we will be leaving for the moon immediately. Pop... If you would." "Of course." Pop looked toward Dialga and his team; then, he looked to Zekrom and hers. "...And what're you doing here?"...

"Soda may not answer to logic any longer," Pop agreed. "Emotion, pure emotion, and perhaps simple cries and calls will be the best we can hope for until the situation changes. Additionally... I have been told that the Substitutes here are willing to assist as well. They will be accompanying you...

The moon was almost fully restored. Everyone was antsy, because they knew what that meant. Time was short. They weren't sure if the research and planning would finish first, or if Soda would. Thankfully, however, Pop seemed to be on top of things... and soon, he sent a message for everyone to...

FINAL VOTES (DM me if there are any issues, but for sure Porygon was eliminated. Just for the sake of keeping track of things, DM me if there is an issue with your vote) Mike: 2 (Persephone, Pano) Clovis: 1 (Equitial) Porygon: 9 (Chibi, Yellow, unrepentantAuthor, Flyg0n, Abra, Dragonfree...

[[ Porygon got a vote quite a while ago. Definitely outside the final hour, by Chibi. The day will not extend. ]]