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"Oh, wonderful. Infighting already." Diyem peered into his observation screens as his recruits began to bicker, some of it directed at him, some at one another. He didn't have time for this, not when he had to focus on channeling more energy into them, but more importantly... He sensed the...

Owen had left the area to gather up supplies, and by the time he was back with an overfilled inventory bag of items to pass along to the others, there was a fight?! For some reason. He raised his arms and shouted, "Wait! Wait, wait! What's going on?! I thought we were strategizing!"

How predictable of you to throw the first stone from your glass doghouse, human. Consider yourself lucky I slimmed down your new body or you'd have exhausted the food reserves.

Always and forever, Zane, my precious, will I listen.

The following characters are currently unavailable: None Character list: Leadership: Diyem, the grumpy - A Charizard--technically, the Dark Matter of a world far away--who calls the shots for the team, and who had ultimately sent them all on a mission to save Cibus. As the ruler of Veritas...

Bold of you to assume you're being paid, Diyem replied, and gave no further answer.

Diyem wondered if this should have been interfered with after all. Team unrest wouldn't do well in the middle of a fight, after all. Still, it was much more entertaining than Perish Book, so he continued to let it happen.

Diyem briefly contemplated if he should step in to straighten things out for Zane's sake. He could easily explain what he really meant. He didn't.

"D--Dave?" Owen squeaked, but he was already gone. His tail drooped with his ill-defined shoulders. He has a point, really.

Owen perked up. "Right, exactly--we need to get the supplies we can!" Don't take too many, Diyem said. And I don't mean that just because you're technically shoplifting. I imagine Truffle and Soda can cover the costs for this if they leave the money... But I mean this because carrying too many...

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"Did some research on that," Soda replied, appearing beside Cabot. "Turns out these two Magikarp are sisters. Sushi and Sashimi. Tracked them down from some travel logs into the Grass Continent from the Sea of Wonders. No clue how they got like this, though..." "Hmm, this is troubling...

The story has advanced to Day 2 ~ Morning. I also took use of my "DM" control for a spin for those who had elected for full to see how it goes and if it's well-received. This is pretty much the extent that I suspect I'd ever get to controlling anybody, even for just one post, to get a more...

The chaotic first day of the team's arrival in Treasure Town finally came to a close. Tensions were high; the Magikarp could awaken at any time and would present a clear danger if it started moving again. Truffle handed off his scouting shift to Soda, who watched from the top of Wigglytuff's...

Owen's tail brightened at that and he nodded. "That's good to hear," he said. "All Diyem said was that I was insufferable, but I guess that just means I was too cheerful for him, right?" Diyem said nothing.

That was an interesting way to phrase it, but something about that fear didn't register with Owen. "Maybe," he admitted, "but I'd rather know than not, like I said. Maybe if I got a little bit at a time, I'd know how to handle myself. I owe it to past me to bring him back, right? And... I don't...

Owen glanced at Fay, though he did frown a bit in response. It was odd that Fay couldn't remember anything... Had Diyem done anything there? He doubted it... "Er, right," Owen said. "Still, I'd rather know than not know."

Owen frowned, "I kinda wish that happened, too," he said. "It really seems like your past is weighing you down. Kinda makes me wonder how much I'm taking a break from myself, though." He tittered nervously, then looked into the fire. "But it's part of who I am, right? So I can't wait to get it...

"I, uh--" Owen looked up, blinking a few times. "How long was I... Oh, I was just thinking. For some reason, it feels like I know the Legends or whatever exist in my world, just, uh... I don't know. I'm getting a lot of mixed feelings about them." Then, suddenly brightening, he said, "But it's...

Owen listened on the debate with conflicted feelings. So many conflicted feelings and no memories to attach them. Part of him had felt that Necrozma would have been right--of course, this whole concept of reality-shaping gods was... silly. And yet some part of him treated them as a fact, at...