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"Champ? Howls, no shit." Laura cleared her throat. "I'm from Galar. I have, like, half the badges to make a challenge, and it's my first circuit. If you're a champ, you could probably put me through my paces with your eyes closed." She laughed awkwardly. "Keep wondering how any of us can put...

Laura gave a little wave, and wearily signed an ordinary circuit greeting – [Hello, you look strong]. "I'm Laura. Pleasure to meet you. I take it you're League battlers of some stripe? I'm a circuit challenger, I guess, just not anyone who can pull anything off against a 'mon of Orzo's combat...

Laura looked up, squinting vaguely at the milotic. Not telepathy. Another talker? She hadn't talked before, had she? Or it could be just how this dimension worked. What the fuck ever, honestly. "Uh, yeah, I ah... I'm not hurt," she replied, concentrating on how she wasn't injured. That was...

Stray words lapped at the edges of Laura's mind, disconnected from the rest of what everyone else was saying. Here and there, she was vaguely aware of other humans, of pokémon, of light and grass and metal keys. Voices, hard to focus on. Focus. Focus. "I, uh..." Laura blinked, and hunched her...

When the twin dragons appeared to ferry her and Jade to the Maw, Laura had expected a meeting, or a confrontation, or a situation in need of urgent response. Instead they arrived in time to watch Orzo, the 'Golden King', lose his disguise, and all hell break loose. The hoopa was strong – maybe...

Brisa sat on her haunches, glancing from player to player, wondering who she could trust if she woke up alive the next morning. The human – Dave – the one with the bizarre story who knew both her and Starr... he'd weighed in straight away to agree with them about early voting, sticking his neck...

@Flyg0n @Sinderella @HelloYellow17 @SparklingEspeon [[Would y'all care to commit to No-Elim, vote Shini, or start a new wagon based on reads from the recent discussion? Half an hour to go, folks!]]

[[Same energy.]]

[[Also on the topic of rules clarifications, for anyone who was still unsure: Jackie/Brisa & Chibi/Starr are a hydra, and count as one player with one vote, one role, and one life.]]

Brisa shook her head, and cleared her throat. "Y'all ain't gettin' it, huh? Doin' nothin' and hopin' the town cop lives long enough and gets lucky enough to point us to the scum ain't gonna cut it. That's just askin' to give control of the game to the mafia! This is a game where gatherin'...

Brisa frowned, pawing at her own cheek. "I'd be a hell of a cynic to discount that notion, outlandish as it may be, when we're standin' in this fuckin' place, playin' 'Mafia'. Can't say this is bringin' back any recollections, though. I got a continuous stretch of memory from my childhood to a...

"Gods' teeth," hissed Brisa, curling her lip back over her fangs. "I want you as fuckin' far from me as this world allows." [[You could just vote for her, actually. Nobody's hunting yet, we could do with some reactions. We need information in exchange for our time.]] Something told Brisa she...

Brisa cocked her head at the stranger. "Do I know you, fella?" she asked, disconcerted. For a moment her gut lurched at the notion that this was her pa returned to human form, but no, surely not. His voice was dead wrong, for one. "Don't recall ever meetin' a human afore today," she added, not...

"Get yer motherfuckin' hand off me, or you'll soon lose it," Brisa growled back.

So, there were others here. Humans, even. How strange they looked. What did Starr look like, in her human body? The human-torracat had explained the rules of Mafia to her on the way. Fucked up, but Brisa was ready to give it a shot. She was used to pressing people on their bullshit, it shouldn't...

Brisa nodded, ears dipping in acknowledgement. She felt it too – an intuition too strong to ignore. "Sure thing, partner. I trust yer instincts, 'specially when yers an' mine are in agreement." She reached out a paw, and waited for Starr to match her. Careful... careful. Their paws met...

I'm very late to this but congrats to you both, I'm sure you'll do brilliantly~

The migraine-inducing disorientation of being somewhere else hit her like a hangover on a stormy morning. She stared at the tessellated blue ground with her paws on her temples, and took careful breaths. This was a different world, she felt damn sure, though she hadn't the faintest idea how she...

Name: Brisa Escarpa Species: Human-descended Highlands Luxio Personality: Brisa was a terse, serious, moody loner in her former life, but meeting Starr and becoming friends has done a lot to break her out of her shell. She's earnest, heartfelt, and passionate, with a sardonic streak when folks...

A) Signing up for every corpse! B) Busy in the 3rd week of August. C) Fine with starting.