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Team Spectrum vs Final Eternal Blacklight ~ Turn 4 Messages ~

The sphere of brilliant energy went down as expected, but damn if it didn't burn like hell to get hit by its searing light as it flickered out. And there was still the amalgam entity itself, striking from inside its shell, and that hurt even fucking worse. Goddamnit, ranger, fight through it...

Brisa knew Starr well enough by now to know there was something she wasn't saying yet. Her ears dropped a little and she rolled on her beach towel to rest on her side, facing Starr. She dug a paw into warm sand, smiled faintly, and resolved to be honest. "Kinda, yeah. I mean, there's no tellin'...

Team Spectrum vs Final Eternal Blacklight ~ Turn 3 Messages ~

Brisa laughed unreservedly at Starr's teasing. There was something magical about the way her casual ribbing made Brisa feel... Safe. Understood. Trusted. Happy. "Yeah, I guess so," she drawled, absentmindedly. "Can't say it ain't been an asset in combat. Don't quite know how I feel about the...

With their mutual setup complete and the first barrage weathered, the team's strikers could split up. As much as Brisa worked better alongside them, everyone had their place in the plan, and Brisa was the gal to take out that fucking lightbulb, with a little help from that aura-rotting...

Brisa nodded at what sounded like a pretty typical 'mon world. 'Funny powers' was a relative term. She doubted there were any worlds with 'mon that had no powers. "Mine's more like yers than Cibus, I'd guess," she mused. "My pa was human, once, like the Omen heroes here. But nah, no gods as...

The sour mood vanished like bad moonshine down a drain. "How d'you do," said Brisa, returning a grin and an extended paw of her own. The fella had a good shake on him. Nice. She kept walking, easing off the lope a little to accommodate Ben's aching limbs. "I'm Brisa, an' it's a pleasure t'meet...

The city park was an ideal place to cool Brisa's head, in theory. Despite all the incidents she'd borne there – Owen in a frenzy, Cynthian in a rage, and that goddamn gardevoir – it was still a vast space perfect for both running until exhausted, and settling down for a peaceful meditation. And...

Team Spectrum vs Eternal Blacklight Turn 1 Actions

Brisa put a dynamaxed fist into a dynamaxed palm, and popped her knuckles with a resounding crack. "This'll do nicely."

Brisa's True Last Boss Logging Challenge Completion: Waves 2 and 3 accounted for by means of writing, editing, and drawing for many hours. Also completing my first Rank S using this six-chapter review of TQftL. Item Loadout: Buying Venom/Chilli/Chilly/Flashbang Seeds Selling Sitrus Berry...

Howdy, Free! Time to churn out a bunch of chapter commentary for that final Blacklight logging rush. I know you've appreciated my liveblogging on vc and such, but I hope this'll be entertaining in text form. Off we go~ Introduction / Prologue I like how you've filled up much of the opening to...

Brisa's ears flushed, but she elbowed Starr back and grinned. "'Course I'm into her. She's as badass as we are. Why aren't you into her, huh?" Try as she might, she couldn't wipe the dumb grin off her face. Gods, she never felt as relaxed as when she was around Starr, no matter how her partner...

"Fuck yeah it is," drawled Brisa, happily. "Ain't had nearly enough of this all year, an' I spent most of what downtime I got pushin' myself, anyhow." She huffed, and twitched her whiskers in thought. "It really was an exhibition, huh. Makes y'see yer interactions with those Miracle folks in a...

Sprawled out on a beach towel, eyes closed, tail flicking contentedly, time seemed to pass her by. She'd spent so much time in DV's wintry chill, she'd forgotten the pleasure of being casually warm. Gods it felt good to relax. Especially after having ten kinds of shit kicked out of her in front...

Brisa braced herself, bright plasma flickering across her zeraora form. "We're on," she called. "Form up, set up, don't hesitate!" The team was better-honed than ever, and they had allies on the field, too. Good ones. Brisa didn't have a bond with Ionys or Xernatus, but people she cared about...

Brisa eyed a familiar scene of misery from her own not-so-distant past. That was herself with Starr, as shinx and litten, in that pit... So, the Eternal Blacklight really did people its private realm with suffering after all. Not just suffering, but... Sufferin' without meaning. Sufferin'...

Brisa's steps related little to any actual surface. Her paws made contact with crackling energy, not a solid surface. Her experimentation with defying gravity gave her some small help in coming to terms with the effect it had on the mind and body, but hell, if wasn't even the weirdest thing to...

Zeraora of the Outworlds. In a flash, Brisa imagined herself travelling as God Squad and Eien once had, and Joule still might, a zeraora of many worlds. But for now, she was ground-bound, with a pressing duty to attend to. She shook Zeraora's paw firmly, grinning with satisfaction. For her own...