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Dave rubbed his face with his paw, trying to string words together. What the fuck. A series of frustrated answers were already in his head: Why the fuck are you mad at me for saying you shouldn't have the right to level towns? Why in the world won't you just fucking agree that of course if you...

Dave watched in silent bewilderment as she ranted, her tail thrashing with livid anger. Well, fuck him for assuming she actually wanted an answer to her goddamn question. Why the fuck was she-- His gut stung suddenly. He clenched his jaw, squeezed his eyes shut. "Brisa. You're not a violent...

A flash of hot, confused anger made him lightheaded for a moment. "I don't think you're going to level towns or kill people, where the fuck are you getting..." What the actual fuck. He gritted his teeth. "You asked what I want you to do, at no point did I imply that's not already what you're...

Dave blinked. What? None of this was about her, why was she...? ...Hold the phone, she could wipe towns off the face of the Earth? "Look, that's... Fuck. What? You can...?" What the shit. He knew she was strong but... Mia cocked her head at Brisa, intrigued. "I'm very strong too but I don't...

"That tracks." The one other guy from her world he'd met sure had been an asinine prick. "And I mean, what gives them the fucking right to make those calls? Why's Maple get to decide Soda deserves a second chance and somebody else who dies doesn't?" He gave Mia the briefest of glances; she was...

Dave chuckled hollowly. "Join the club." He took another swig of his drink. "He's the same species as Joule. Said oh yeah, this attack Joule's doing is a pittance compared to what he could do in his prime." He glared out the window, at the giant sphere of death. "Thing is, legendaries, gods, it...

"No, I had a chat with Bahamut. Apparently Eternatus was going around devouring planets and sending everyone inhabiting them to basically Hell, and he took it upon himself to kill them first so they could go to a different afterlife that his psychic powers say they're happy in. As you fucking do."

Dave's gaze was a bit too fixed on her. "Uh-huh. How powerful are they? Just kinda strong Pokémon, or going around resurrecting people and committing planetary genocide?"

Dave blinked hard at Mia. What? On the other side of the table, Shadow was staring at her, too. She would've... He chugged down half the glass and slammed it back down on the table, turning firmly back toward Brisa. "Yeah. My world doesn't have 'guardians' either. No gods, no legendaries. We're...

Dave scowled. "I didn't put her in a position for fucking anything, I just voiced an idea to Arceus. It's not my problem what they do with it. And fuck her anyway." "I didn't tell the kids to go to that church, either, but I still told them where they were keeping Gabriel and that's why they...

“Just... teleporting him out of the blast radius just before it hits. Or portaling him. Instead of taking the attack he just draws it to him and then gets out of there.” Dave waved a paw in agitation. “It’s just a way to fucking save him. Never thought I’d be thinking up ways to rescue God from...

“Well, I’m glad you’re feeling optimistic.” Dave took a chug from his glass. “Sleep for a week sounds good. Get some rest while you still can.” "And what if someone gets hurt because of the idea I gave to Arceus? Even if it was Maple." Dave stiffened. “Well, good fucking riddance.”

Dave raised an eyebrow. “Jesus, he might be right. Sounds like you’ve done enough fucking work. Just have a damn drink.” (She'd persuaded Cynthian... what? Cynthian was transgender? Okay. Sure. Going to have to get used to that one.) Shadow looked at him anxiously. "But have we done enough...

Dave looked up at Brisa plomping down next to Shadow. Her too, huh. "Brisa. Barely seen you lately. What've you been up to?"

Dave'd been at the Cauldron for a while, a couple drinks in. The fight was tomorrow, but for the moment he was doing his best to forget about that. He'd been having an extended discussion with Mia about exactly how Pokémon metabolism might work in this world and it was exactly the sort of...

Very tentative turn 2 actions, subject to change: - Psych Up Brisa's Attack - Psych Up Bahamut's Defense - Psych Up Bahamut's Resistance

Logging a fuckton of drawing (like, minimum 15+ hours), beta-reading for a chapter of The Legendarian Chronicles (to be published), as well as a half hour of writing. Moves - Buy Mimic in place of Taunt. Items - Buy Reviver Seed x1 - Buy Max Elixir x1 Stats - Max out Stamina - Max out Attack...

Dave nodded slowly. "Sure. Try that teleport thing." He had the worst feeling it wouldn't save him anyway. But he turned around towards the door nonetheless, and Mia followed. <><><><><>

"Hmmm." He wasn't sure how far to trust that, but whatever. Arceus didn't seem likely to budge on this. Maybe he should go talk to Maple sometime. "Well, either way, I think we'd better head off to prepare. Mia, got any last questions for God?" "He's not really God. He makes sense and he...

Huh. Obviously Maple wasn't really a Smeargle, but she had a true form in some way that a regular Voice of Life didn't? "...Well, given literally nothing about her matches up with being a Voice of Life, and she still insists she is one, that's pretty suspect to me. It's cool she's been helpful...