Search results

They could also be busy. It sounds as if the world is under attack, not just here... Hrm. Diyem hummed a bit, then settled with, Do not press them. They may actually have coordination to perform. Truffle was trying to contact his leader again, but he was met, once again, with static and an...

"Ah, certainly," Truffle replied. "We all make up a fairly well-constructed team for taking down various threats as they arise, and--" "Speaking of which, figure we should get a report set before it's too late," Soda added, pointing a claw at Cabot, Owen, and the others. "If these guys fail, we...

Do not worry, said Diyem nonchalantly. The issue is not related to you.

Truffle watched him go, then smiled toward the others. "He seems very straightforward!"

You'll have to find that yourself, said Diyem. I will try to help... but right now, I do not believe we have time.

I would gladly give you such an advantageous ability if I could, Diyem replied with a growl. Unfortunately, this world operates under different rules, and I must abide by them. It seems that disaster sense is something too powerful for me to recreate.

From nowhere, but perhaps vaguely from above, like a voice from a very irritable god, Diyem spoke. I can hear you, you know.

The westernmost point of Treasure Town led straight to a high cliff. Leaning to the side would allow for a clear view of how the cliff had been carved into the shape of a Sharpedo emerging from the land. The wind was strong and the salty air overtook most other senses, despite how high the...

Just be careful for now. Working with them may be our best option to not arouse any suspicion. Soda was scratching Owen under the chin, which made his flame grow as the Charmander himself let out a content growl. "Due to the... short notice of matters," Truffle said, "we are arranging for...

"...U-um," Owen said to Dave, noticing his stare immediately. "I'm sorry, I don't think I'm ready for a relationship. I don't even remember if I used to have one." Soda looked like he was trying his best not to laugh, and instead widened his smirk. Truffle fluffed up his feathers and murmured...

I don't know, but if they work for this world's Arceus, it probably means they won't appreciate interlopers. I sensed an interloper is behind this mess... but we, too, count. We may be confused for them, or perhaps even associated. "Mmmhm." Soda stood back up before Truffle could tell him to...

"Guess so. Illusion is a cool word, though." Soda nodded, and then snapped his claws again. The false Zoroark disappeared and the real one appeared next to Dave. Soda crouched down to get to his height. "You're saying some weird terms. Not from this world, are you?" ...We're doomed, Diyem lamented.

"No, I'm definitely here. I can't project my illusions too far off. Though I bet if you used that sniffer of yours, you'd notice that I'm actually standing next to you."

"No Teleport here," Soda said with a casual flick of his wrist. "Just advanced illusions. I'm pretty good at those. Invisible, soundless, lots you can do with light and sound." He clicked his claws, and suddenly a bouquet of roses appeared between them, which he tossed in the air over Dave. The...

"Well, we don't necessarily have a team name in the formal sense," Truffle said, "though my partner has... popularized a team name, so to speak. It's--" "What, you're gonna say it without any flair?" The voice came from the left, but there was no body to attach it to. A small distortion of...

"Indeed," Truffle replied, his expression brightening while Owen emerged with a few Oran Berries that had miraculously remained intact. "Far north, in the Mystery Continent, in fact. You could consider me to me part of a worldwide organization." He then bowed, revealing the back of his right...

"My team is a squadron of six," Truffle said. "We all have different roles to play in our missions, and what I and my partner do is scouting. Once we finish our findings, we will be able to report back... In fact, I do think I should do that now." Truffle dug through his explorer's bag--a...

Everything above has been logged. Typically when I say this, make sure that everything appears to be correct, just in case I miss a thing or two. And no, we do not round generously : )

"Hmm, hmm..." Truffle nodded to himself. "I'm afraid I don't know what this hero's aura is, but I doubt that's what makes things different for you..." "I found a few things," Owen said, raising a few items from the rubble. "They don't feel all that strong, though..." "Hmm, that's also odd...

While Jaro and Cabot introduced themselves, and while Truffle inspected the rolled boulder, Owen went deeper into the shop to see if there was anything they could hope to salvage. His tail flame blazed a happy yellow. Most of the items were broken or squashed, but perhaps with some luck...