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"I... I got it! I'm not... d-done... ye ye ye yet!" Chip buzzed and sputtered, digging into his bag one last time. His arms were trembling. "Wa wa wa watch as I... oh... is the battle over?" Incineroar announced Chip's victory, but Chip didn't hear it over the buzzing of his head. He saw the...

"Well, hey. Sometimes, the best defense is a good offense. You've got others on the team that cover the defenses, I guess. Like that ice Ninetales. The one that doesn't explode." Silver pulled the food off of Typhlosion and opened the now steaming bag, setting it on the table to eat with his...

"GYAAAAAH!" Chip went flying backward, slamming into the wall behind him. His body trembled from the pain and he seemed to be dented in various places, but that didn't stop him. His bag was loosely over his trembling arm, and he reached into it. "I'm not done... not done, not done! Gyehehe...

"My babies!" Chip cried. "Ooohh, now you've done it!" "Ex ex ex ex explode!" "Cannot explode!" "Time to time to time to time to time to"

"He-ey, what tricky thing are you trying, huh?!" Chip shouted back, pointing an accusatory arm-nub at Astrid. "Don't think I'll let you get away with that! Watch this, huh?!" "Time to explode!" "Time to time to time to time to explode!" "I can handle dle dle dle dle it!" "You can't beat...

"Ha! As if a little ice is gonna stop me!" Chip taunted even as large balls of hail pelted and clinked off of his head. "Go, my creations! Go and destroy her!"

"Yeah! Good luck..." Chip giggled mischievously. For some reason, Reshiram was in the stands with Zekrom and Kyurem. The three took up quite a bit of the crowd space near the back, with Zekrom eating one of Kyurem's oversized cookies while Kyurem had a party whistle in her icy jaws. "Then let...

"Yeah, er, but I think it's sort of a give and take," Owen explained. "In some worlds, being strong means that there are probably even bigger threats to deal with, compared to worlds where maybe you don't have gods flying around all the time, you know? So I guess... a world where people aren't...

The crowd wasn't quite as large as it usually was this time. No Legend was taking on a battle in the Colosseum, and it wasn't a full-scale matchup. Despite this, Team Spectrum had been giving the Colosseum some of its best matches in a while, so they more than happily arranged for them to take...

"Oh, I do. I think my powers here are trying to echo what I have back home." Owen nodded. "Actually, er, I think my powers back home are even stronger... so it's been a relief to not have to deal with the full extent of that here." He sighed. "Too bad I'm still not allowed to play poker."

Owen nodded. "That's actually really cool," he said. "I'd love to know what people wanted to tell me, if they were, you know, afraid to. Even if I can tell how they're feeling, I can't really tell the words they can't say, or are afraid to say. I think you can do a lot of good with a power like...

"Oh! No, no, it's nothing like that!" Owen quickly waved his hands in front of him, and then he sat down to try to equalize the height between the two of them. Perhaps a casual chat was in order. "I wasn't saying you were accusing me or anything! Like, I know it's invasive, y'know? Everyone has...

"Well..." Owen seemed uncomfortable. Perhaps in exchange for reading others so readily, he makes it so others can read him just as well. For allies, at least. "Well... I know how your body is doing. I can tell if there are any hidden wounds or things like that, internal or external. If I know...

Owen's flame grew a little, as did his smile. "Yeah! I think it's been going well! I mean, I have some experience with this size from, uh, a long time ago, so it's not totally novel to me, y'know? But it's been nice. I even have the Dragon element properly when I really focus, too." He nodded...

Zekrom slowly got to her feet, still grinning and showing her electrified teeth. "It's no surprise that you had such a favorable time with me. After all, your bodies are already at their ideal... You do not rely on weakening your foes to bring them down. That is not the only thing you can do, at...

"Oh, hi," Owen said, pretending to be surprised. He had been tending to the garden on his own, the flame on his tail a gentle and serene hum rather than a battle-ready inferno. One of his arms trailed with Grassy power--likely a residual effect of his older abilities--as he helped revitalize...

"Never thought of that," Silver remarked. "Sure. I'll think that one over." He stepped to the fridge, opening it. He reached for what looked like some of his leftovers and didn't even flinch at Weavile or Gengar inside, then closed it without a second thought. He passed the hefty bag to...

After a lucky blink, Silver appeared in front of Crobat and yanked him off, which was finally enough to calm them all down. With a sigh, he held Crobat in front of him and gave a lecture, then tossed him in the air to regain his air. "Geez. I know you guys were looking for a fight, but this is...

Weavile made a purring sound and rolled deeper into the fridge. Gengar was starting to form a smile near the bottom of the jug. The ground trembled moments later. "Hey! Get back here!" Frantic buzzing of Magnezone followed, and then the shout of Typhlosion. Glimpses of the scene, thanks to the...

Thanks to their long lifespans, Legends had a tendency to change slowly over time, both in personality and appearance. S'more looked hardly different in the recordings, even if the video quality left much to be desired. It depicted S'more battling against someone that they wouldn't...