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"...Mm. I have no recollection of that, so it may be my powers being symbolized in that way," Diyem stated. "I have not encountered something of that nature before. But the way it was described... That might have been some kind of mental landscape. Psychic Pokemon in particular, very advanced...

Soda didn't reply to Dave; he still seemed to be in mild or moderate shock. Breaker didn't press, and instead looked to the others. "Is that all I am needed for?" "For now," Diyem said. "Thank you. The information you provided was very helpful." "Do not die. Goodbye. Soda, you are welcome in...

"I don't think an Overseer could do any of this," Owen said. "Bean would know, for one, and Bean's... well, he's so nice! Also I'm pretty sure Arceus has tabs on him." "It's true," Pop replied. "If Bean did anything out of the ordinary, I'd notice it. Despite how many of him there are, he is a...

"Don't be stupid," Soda muttered, stopping when he saw Raven and Mellow tag-teaming. He hopped away from the roots, but didn't bother advancing further. The fact that Owen wasn't even bothering to chase him... He probably had something set up, too. Clever shit. "Here's my question, then," Soda...

"I'm not answering," Soda said. More silence and Soda refused to break away from staring at Owen. But Owen was just as stubborn. "...Tsk... Look, it's... We don't know what's going on with each other because that was the design when we split off just before Destiny Tower. Yeah, I don't know...

"You know those cards you get where if you get ten stamps, you get a free sundae or something?" Cal whispered back. "He'd have a lifetime supply."

"I'm not allowed to play poker," Owen replied. "Because your Perceive is cheating?" Cal asked. "No, Mom said it was a bad influence." Cal's embers flickered. Was he joking? Was that genuine? Both? God, why did he have to be so-- "Soda," Owen said, "...Breaker found a block in my memory...

"I didn't," Owen said, smiling a little. "I was bluffing. But now I know for sure." There was something primal in the false Soda's eyes, like he wanted nothing more than to strike Owen down, yet he didn't.

"Of course I got checked by her. And of course she didn't find anything." "Because you hid it from even her," Cal said. "You're a master at that sort of thing, aren't you?" "...What are you getting at?" Soda said. "I'm the spy here, you hear me? I was the one who did all the manipulation crap...

"Functional house arrest..." Puff frowned, jotting these notes down. "But you're still fighting for them..." He nodded, and then, when he was finished jotting what he could down, he asked Dave, "With all this trouble that you're going for, I guess this would be a silly question... but it would...

Soda sighed. "Fully autonomous Substitutes like me share memories, usually. When I get destroyed, I'll snap back to the main Soda. So, no, something from that long ago I'd obviously know for sure!" "Usually," Owen said. "Yes, usually," Soda growled back. "...Right now, I don't know what the...

"Of course she did! That's what... we fought over." Pop hummed, looking uncertain. "I did not want to create a world like that," he said. "This is not something that I have personally tried. I am..." He shook his head. "I can't imagine a way one could do that without being detected somehow...

"What, it isn't obvious?" Soda said, but it seemed that he was more receptive toward Dave's questioning. He outright ignored Koa. "We were fighting because I was... because it felt like I was leaving her behind, and she didn't like that. I told her that I would find a way to have her ascend...

A shrug. "Hopefully." "Yeah, y'know, I was kinda hoping you guys would figure that one out. De-corrupting someone isn't my thing. Figure pointing you in the right direction, you guys woulda figured that one out." "Well, we have a plan." "Then guess my call was right." He smiled wryly. And...

Soda regarded them all, noticing that many of them had been brought to complete, stunned silence, and a Bahamut. "What are you doing here?" Diyem growled. "After everything you've done, you have the gall to--" Soda snapped his fingers and, in a puff of smoke, a green doll appeared. Then, in...

"Yo." A chill ran up Owen's spine and he spun around. Diyem did the same, going for a reflexive swing, but he hit open air. But there he was, a Zoroark--only his colors were different. Silver-white and gold. And with a little shrug and a shake of his head, he remarked, "What, you think I'd...

"Yes, he is my Mewtwo. He was supposed to be under my command at all times," Giovanni said. "Tch." Silver smirked, looking away from the camera--it was definitely toward Lunala in the other cell. "Seems to be pretty under your control now, isn't he?" Giovanni's smirk widened, but Starr in...

"But these part-Pokemon humans that you've made, are they not human?" Puff asked, brow furrowed with something between concern and confusion. "If your society treats people under human rights, wouldn't they get human rights because that's how they behave?" Puff was a reporter. They typically...

"Icetales is right," Owen said, sighing as he tried to flare his wings to get some of the crowd toward him. "A lot happened in the past few weeks, and I don't really know if trying to accuse each other of anything is going to help right now. This all started when Soda, as that haze in the...

"Unless they have something they can contribute," Diyem said, "I do not think there is very much that can be done on their end." "Hmm... Perhaps I can think of something," Pop said from his video feed. "I've grown very tired of being helpless and hiding away while this Blacklight continues to...