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Dave's head snapped towards the Hydreigon. "Sorry, I think I missed where this became any of your fucking business." He looked critically at the dragon and his sockpuppet-heads. God, what a creepy Pokémon. "Obviously I'm not going to assume the fact this guy's a shithead means anything for the...

Dave used Double Dip! - Dave's Ultra Stone did 1 damage to Regidrago! - Dave's Vile Seed applied -800 to the Blacklight Dragon's Defense and Resistance! Dave's Void Desperation did a CRITICAL [X] damage to the Blacklight Dragon and applied 600 to flinch! [EM] Dave took 142 damage in recoil! Dave...

Dave narrowed his eyes as Jesse cocked his head at him. "Third time. There's a bunch of ethereal assholes just doing this regularly because they get off on making people play shitty games. I don't know if you heard the one with the Archopy over there earlier" - he pointed at the tree - "took me...

He recognized him. Why the fuck did Jesse recognize him, when he'd been a fucking Poochyena when... ...Right. He'd watched those memories from back home. Dave clenched his fists. One downside to being human was he probably didn't qualify as a Dark-type anymore, did he. Would the board game...

Items: - Sell Quick Seed (+7pts) - Buy Tired Seed (-7pts) - Buy Vile Seed x2 (-14pts) - Buy Max Elixir (-7pts) - Buy Escape Orb (-3pts) - Buy Reviver Seed (-15pts) Total: -39pts Also, Dave's ability is still listed as Run Away on the sheet, rather than Intimidate.

Logging four hours of writing + oodles of art covering the rest of this round. Swapping out Radiant Guard for Shadow Charge.

Dave was back in the board game dimension. Again. He blinked. They'd been preparing to storm the Worldcore and rescue Sword, and now he was... here, on the featureless plane, presumably about to play another game of fucking mafia. Of course. And probably afterwards he'd be dropped right where...

Owen's horns... came off? He was learning to become a tree? What the fuck. Dave shook his head. He wondered if Brisa's Luxray vision could also tell what you ate for breakfast, and decided he definitely did not want to know. "Brisa said that you have been training together," Mia said to Koa...

Let's stick Dave in this thing again:

Shadow squeezed his eyes shut. "I love you too." He felt another stab of anxiety, that he shouldn't be anyone's father, shouldn't be loved or depended on. But he clung to her words and that comforting touch anyway.

Dave really could have done without hearing a description of anyone's stomach contents. "Owen, that's..." He took a deep breath through his nose. "That's fucking disturbing but it's not your fault. Just... keep it to yourself." Mia was fascinated, though. "Can you read a familiar body, too?"...

Shadow winced. Even knowing what she meant, what stuck was even she says you aren't loved. It had been a while since Dave'd let himself think about romance; there was too much to be done, too many things to make up for, and even then the way Gabriel looked at him since his father took that...

"Dividers. Yeah. That's... better, I guess." By a bit. "I sleep in my stone," Mia said, in her usual tone. "It doesn't matter where you put it." Figured. Dave glanced up at Koa's posters. Big fan of legendaries, wasn't he. Dave raised an eyebrow. "What?"

Shadow pressed his head into Sombra's shoulder as he listened. "I just want her to be happy."

Dave looked around critically. He'd been hoping the new, larger housing meant they could at least have separate rooms and stop living like a bunch of college students, especially after Brisa'd suddenly introduced them to her battling student who needed accommodation, who was apparently a goddamn...

Shadow let out a small whine. "It's only a couple of unrequited loves," he said. "She should try. Even if they don't work out, or if they're temporary. She can't just give up, like nobody will love her again. That's not true."

Shadow wrapped his paws around Sombra and clung to her. Sometimes y'remind us of Pa, she'd said, and a horrible pit had grown in his stomach, but here she was, hugging him anyway. Maybe it was okay. "I know," he said after a while, with a heavy sigh. "Most of the people Dave loves don't love...

Shadow looked away. "That sounds like Hell," he muttered. There was a quiet pause. "I love her. I want her to be happy. I mean... Dave does." Shadow winced. "I know she means romance, but why wouldn't she find that too? She's so good. Everyone likes her. Why won't she see how good she is?"

Shadow shuddered where he stood, glowing eyes looking up at her. "What's the point of anything if you don't care about anyone?"

Shadow flinched as she suddenly spoke. "Does Brisa really want to... stop caring?" he muttered, not quite meeting her gaze.