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"Heh." Green smirked. "I want it to be something dazzling. Get me a bunch of Blast Seeds, string them up, put on a show." "If that's too expensive, maybe that damn Charizard can donate a few of those stored Overheats or something. He loves using those. Just don't tell him what it's for." Yellow...

"Hmph. Then I suppose that means there are no more questions." Diyem turned around. "I will be leaving. Expect night to fall sooner than you think. After that... your powers will immediately reveal themselves... and those who have powers at night, you will be able to take action immediately...

"The point is..." Green sighed. "Just a little longer as myself, I guess. But hey, that's what I meant about using this time to stun Prime. At least then my 'death' will mean something, instead of just... waiting to fade."

"Mm. Of course." Diyem conjured his spear again and struck the ground in front of him with a downward slash. The point where it touched rapidly expanded into a black portal that twisted around and revealed a vision of a violet, widening wasteland with seas of red water. Distant shrieks and...

"A way to tell time without having to look at the sun," Diyem said to the one who did not understand clocks, tossing it forward where it floated in the middle of the field. It indeed seemed to be ticking down a lot faster than proper seconds... He completely ignored Mike, as well as the rolling...

"Dave..." Green looked away. "We're Substitutes. We aren't built to last. We aren't split the way Bean is, where he regulates and heals and... whatever that is. We won't last even if you save Prime. It's just... how it goes. If Prime dies, we don't know what's gonna happen, but it's by how...

The vortex was finally fully formed. Washes of various shades of black and red swirled before coalescing into something energetic and sparking with black electricity. Then, a bolt of lightning struck the ground, equally as dark as the rest of it. And again, and again, leaving behind a deep...

"Ngg... w-wow! You're... hitting hard!" Potluck nodded, even as the lights around his irises swirled faster and faster. "But I don't know if you can break through me anymore... Hee hee, I'm just too strong! But wait a little longer! I'm gonna show you my best trick! It's cool, I promise!" But...

"The omens... are from an entity that was built into the very threads of Cibus. Since we were a part of those very threads in one way or another, we were particularly vulnerable. An outsider's help was needed, and humans tend to be very strongly associated with changing Pokemon for the better...

Everyone was having their meet and greet in a mostly friendly manner with no particular stress, for the most part, befalling them. The skies were blue; the grass was green. And then... they both started, slowly, to shift a shade of red. Purple clouds began to roll across the horizon. A wind...

"Might help, might not," Green said flatly. "I think if we do it too much, it'll... make things worse. But I'm tougher than that. I can handle it once or twice..." "And it might be a good way to get a proper opening..." Yellow glanced at Blue, who shrugged. "Maybe. Possibly. Who knows? It'll...

Reshiram nodded. "Seeing things with my power, and seeing into the future--particularly when outside forces are involved... can muddle things. It was certainly the first thing we tried, but ultimately we couldn't tell." Reshiram nodded sagely. "Still, it's good to know that you've been allies. I...

This time, the attacks did something tangible. Potluck skidded back on his feet, but he was still standing, and despite the gashes and scorches along his body, the ice forming over the wounds, he was still holding strong. "Wow! Was that one of your famous onslaughts?! That's so cool! Okay! But...

Totally Vanilla Mafia (Newcomer Friendly Edition) Player List: Altair [Galarian Yamask] (Inkedust) Anti-Bravoman "Anti" xxDarklord99xx [Human?] (Windskull) Astrid [Alolan Ninetales] (TheGOAT) Bartholomew [Rotom in a yellow 3DS] (Equitial) Clovis LeClair [Human] (Sinderella) Ebony [Houndoom]...

And that's a wrap! Signups are CLOSED! Stay tuned in the coming hours for the opening and day-0 post, followed later (probably measured in hours as well, or the next day) by your role PMs! Edit: We have a late arrival that happened to catch me at just the right time before I finalized things...

The dust settled, and then Potluck looked down at Brisa, grinning. "That was cool!" he said. He looked like he had a few scratches on his chitinous forelegs. "My turn!"

Reshiram nodded. "It is true, my role in the world is abstract and not well-defined. In truth, it is more of a figurehead role; my true role in this world is to act as one of Arceus' enforcers, should something truly terrible happen. For example, should your presences in this world have been...

The three seemed to shift slightly. This was definitely an uncomfortable topic. "When a Substitute is separate from its host for a very long time, when it finally dies, the memories that come back are substantial. If the person the Substitute became is particularly different, the unification...

"Maybe..." Green frowned, thoughtful. "That's... possible, ain't it? Problem is, we don't know for sure one way or the other if we can make a power that attractive, especially since it was so powerful already, right? I mean, taking over the moon... Anything we offer would be one hell of a risk."...

-And the other posts related to this. Diyem refuses most of these offers, saying that he needs time to recover. However, a few days later, he announced to the others that he might be ready to talk, but not to overwhelm him. This will require a scene. Chip seems preoccupied with something...