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Leg went flying through the air in a sloppy tumble before landing and rolling over her shapeless self in the dirt. The doll's tatters drifted slowly to the ground around her... After a brief, stunned silence, the crowd roared again, and Incineroar announced the winners--Dark Warriors Brisa...

"How adorable," Joule said, taking the berry in one hand and then the Shade in the other. The Shade sat, docile, in his palm. "Would you like this?" He offered the berry to the Shade, who nibbled at it a little, and then made a gurgling noise. "Er... does that mean he likes it? I--GNK!" The...

"I suppose your housing would be at Parfait Way as well, or maybe a nearby street," the Salamence said, nodding. "Guess that's why a room wasn't made for ya here. Sorry about that."

"These... these four. There are four Pokemon that are also real. They make... weird beeping noises..." Sword looked like she was starting to fade completely. Her strength was depleted; soon, she would probably return to madness. She was already giggling a little. "They're totally broken, though...

The disguise was in tatters. Bits of spirit-woven fabric lay in all directions, looking totally ruined. The fabric of her dolls lay in waste, even as some of it seemed to be sewing itself back together, reviving the replica of Starr... "Khhhh.... hhhhkkksssssss... hhhkkkkkssss!" Leg was...

"I--no. I can't leave the Tree. It's very important. Bring him here, then. I'm not leaving the Tree of Life, not again, understand?" Xerneas, becoming more agitated, leaned closer to Bahamut. "Can't you contact him? I'll restore him myself. Simple. I'll show him that I can get past my disgust...

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Xerneas said, pacing around. "I can't get him out of my head. His..." He shuddered. "I need to see him for closure. So I can tell him how awful he must have been to the Xerneas of his world. I..." His hooves dug into the dirt. "Why can't you just call...

"Khhhh!" Leg wasn't expecting such a powerful onslaught. She quickly charged forward, ready to fight. Disappearing into the shadows, she left behind another toy to play with. But that Thunder Fang had left a number on her. While she shook off that paralysis this time, she feared that another...

"What? Ogling? Why would I ogle the very person who tried--the very entity... species that nearly destroyed my tree?" Xerneas growled at Bahamut, stomping a hoof on the ground. "I'd never humor something like that. His scales, or his voice, or the way he carries himself... it all disgusts me...

There was, unfortunately, nothing to really see of Xerneas at all. He seemed normal on the surface, even if his behavior was apparently very uncharacteristic. "What are you staring at me for?" Xerneas said. "It's like you're ogling at me like that Diyem person. Where is he, anyway? When's he...

"I don't know..." Most of them disappeared by now, with only three remaining, looking tired and hopeless. Perhaps Sword was trying to extend as much of herself as possible to speak just a little longer with them before the madness took over again. She seemed, briefly, lucid. "I... I..." So...

Protein nodded. "You've been... sleeping out in the woods this whole time? Like that one Charmander, er... Mellow, was her name? You know, you all have some really odd names..."

"Yes. I actually suspect that this was the fate of the Shades that you killed..." Joule hummed, thoughtful. "I do wonder... does that mean, possibly, that all of your companions could be..." He trailed off. "Well... no. Perhaps not..." He leaned toward the jar, nodding. "Yes. Of course. Please...

Cabot's attacks were truly devastating, but they were also striking at what appeared to be a false disguise of some kind. They hit the mask, the costume, and yet somehow Leg had avoided it entirely! The actual costume she wore, though... But three hits looked like it had horribly damaged the...

Incineroar was excitedly announcing the match's beginning now that al the fighters were there. The same kinds of hype that he was so used to dishing out, and yet never tired of it. Leg's eyes beamed. "And here we go, everybody!" called Incineroar. "Are our fighters ready? Then we... shall...

"Uh, looking for something?" called someone from around the corner--it appeared to be a Salamence who happened to be passing by. Protein tilted his head, then folded his wings back. "You know, Team Spectrum will be having their homes in a few hours down by a street next to Parfait Way, with God...

"Well, er... no. Not quite." Joule made what might have been a gesture to clear his throat, though it sounded more like glass falling on stone. "In any case... yes, I do believe I see that. That's one of the Shades with Chip, is it not? Oh... he's quite adorable." Joule drifted over the jar and...

"I am... somewhat certain of some matters related to it," Joule replied with a hum. "One thing curious to know... is that I have recently had scattered memories of crawling about, feeling angry or confused or scared... and then struck down like a feral! How awful! I thought they were dreams...

"Ahh, I do look forward to it very much," Joule replied, making slow and deliberate movements to get into a sitting position. "Ahh... to be whole again..." His claws twitched a little. "Though, it appears that we are a lot different in size. His name does have a smaller sense to mine..."

"I didn't notice anything happening to the tree," Xerneas replied. "And the fact that you can't see anything else with it means that it's probably just fine, don't you think?" He gestured behind him, where, indeed, it seemed like the Tree had not bee much affected by the Worldcore's corruption...