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Dave nodded slowly. The Sceptile had seemed perfectly friendly and cooperative at the guild, and nobody had even really seemed to treat the Celebi like any kind of all-important deity at all. Either the Mudkip knew more, or he was just paranoid. "Yeah. Let's shoot for tomorrow." He was about to...

“We should. Probably best to gather up some people for it, since it sounds like they had to fight the thing.” He considered the Mudkip’s points about the Sceptile and Celebi, irritated he hadn’t been there for when all this was going down; it was hard to judge if he was right or talking...

Read and reviewed chapter two of Gods and Demons.

Here reading chapter two! Finally! Look at me actually keeping up with a fic! I enjoy the depiction of Pokémon working mundane non-battle-related jobs here early in the chapter; just feels very normal as part of the world. "You complete raisin" is a fantastic insult. I'm so mad at these kids...

"Not any Pokémon I've ever heard of. Looked a bit like... you know Mew, the diabetes-including pink legendary cat? Kind of like that, but creepier, fuzzy, half smoke. Probably the star of some picture book about Mew's evil twin." Dave tried to recall what'd been said at the Guild. "They didn't...

"I mean, they briefly mentioned it, asked what we all knew, then this fucking ghost thing came out of nowhere and everyone was distracted by that, and then things fizzled out and they wanted us to search for these missing people." Dave scowled. "If you ask me looking into the brainslug thing is...

Dave frowned. "Yeah, I was at the Guild. Hmm." Sceptile and Celebi... that was the two introduced as Balm and Cepa. They'd said something abut Balm being possessed. He guessed that meant the Mudkip had been here for that. He wished the time travel from another dimension shit was as ridiculous as...

"Nearly fucking murdered--what?" Dave blinked at him. "What are you talking about?"

The Mudkip let out a brief laugh - what the hell was so funny? - then abruptly grimaced and started complaining. Dave sighed in irritation. A teenager, maybe? Something like that, probably, or the Mudkip equivalent thereof. This had to be one of the so-called ‘heroes’ that Diyem had brought in -...

Suddenly something blue and orange was charging at him. Dave jumped, fluffing, but the Pokémon stopped itself before it would barrel into him, staring at him in the most dopey-ass way. A Mudkip. “Jesus. Don’t just lurk in the bushes when people think they’re alone.”

Wrote for ~2 hours or so today?

The moment Dave looked into the dojo and saw Zane there (from the sound of it Brisa was about to kick his ass, and as much as he would've liked to see that, he had many better things to do with his time than to subject himself to more of the Zangoose's inanity), he scratched that plan and headed...

Dave remained tense and on alert where he was standing, heart pounding. "What the fuck was that?" he snarled, looking at Maple. "You said you knew that thing." He paused. Legendary Pokémon. The dream and nightmare things from bedtime stories and cutesy picture books. The idea of them just being...

It's canon.

"Hey, what the fuck? That's not a fucking Pokémon I've ever heard of." Dave stepped back, baring his teeth. The run-away instinct was there in full force - but the thing wasn't even attacking. Just taunting them. "What do you want?" he growled. "Are you here for the shadow slugs?"

"Whoa, what?" Dave looked from Brisa to Truffle. "Okay, shouldn't we be looking into what the hell's going on with that, then?" Only then there was a strange, disembodied laugh that sent a shiver down his spine, the hair rising on his back. At Cabot's words a dim memory came back to him. "Wait...

Dave spoke up after Chatot's introduction. "Yeah, uh. So why are we assuming people disappearing has something to do with Pokémon going gigantic? Is there some evidence that it's related? Because it doesn't sound very related. "As for what we know..." Dave looked irritably around. "Kind of...

Iconic moments from Dave's scene with Astrid:

Dave grimaced at the mention of the Arceus people, but he couldn't deny he was a bit hungry after all that. "I guess."

"I mean, how do you grasp anything with a paw? You don't have anything to grasp with. If you -" He extended his paw towards the canteen as if to grab it, only to... actually grab it. "Wait, what the fuck?" Somehow, it had just attached itself to his paw, as if he had an invisible thumb. "What...