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"Umm..." Rocky glanced around, wondering where Soda's real body was. Why were things feeling kinda scary all of a sudden? "What do you mean?"

Okay, fine. I'll kick Xerneas' ass first.

Rocky huffed and crossed his arms, tapping his fingers in agitation. He really should have gone to see Arceus already... He really should have. But until he could do that, they at least had to make sure nothing happened to Cola. "Is there anything we can do to stop, umm, make it so Pop can't...

Oh, for fuck's sake. What did I just fucking tell you? I'm coming over there to kick your ass personally, you stupid piece of shit.

Chip says he's working on a thing that'll reduce their power level or something--so even if somebody tries to take them over, they won't be able to do much.

Great news, it turns out the guy we thought was Silver is actually Giovanni and the guy we thought was Giovanni is actually Silver. Somebody swapped them for some fucking reason. Anyway, they're both locked up now, but I dunno that we can keep them there forever. Or, you know, ought to. What...

"Watch yourself, all right?" Nate called after Diyem. "I know Xerneas is sexy and all, but there's something fucking weird going on here!" "Jesus," he muttered after the charizard had left. "Ain't he like a zillion years old or some shit? I thought he'd be over that sorta shit by now." And...

"It is perfect!" Rocky said, clapping his hands and staring around at the trees. Pine trees weren't really the best for this sort of thing, but there were some other kinds of trees, too. They just needed a big old one, with really thick branches. "We can build a treehouse out here. That's...

Okay, all companion requests made thus far should be filled, except these: If you'd like a custom sprite, you'll need to provide it as a 68x56 pixel PNG; I am not a sprite artist. Otherwise, your options are any of the icons that show in the party menu in SwSh--Seren, since you said a normal...

With three players gone, even if one of them was a member of the Mafia, the atmosphere of the game is distinctly subdued. A couple players find it too much to bear, the stress and suspicion. They can't stand what this game's done to them, or to the people around them. Chappie, in particular...

One hour remains in Day Three. The vote stands thus: AbraPunk: 8 (windskull, Seren, Dragonfree, elyvorg, Equitial, Namohysip, HelloYellow17, Fusion) Equitial: 1 (DawningWinds) Mellow: 1 (Inkedust)

"Careful sleuthing, huh? And what's your careful sleuthing turned up so far?"

Ah, these are great! I'm glad you were able to get them out. And they still count--feel free to claim a companion for them if you like!

"Sure," Nate deadpanned. "You've been acting kinda weird lately, you know. Which, hey, you kinda-sorta get to reunite with your squeeze after some real wild shit, no wonder you want to hang out all the time. That ain't weird. What's weird is you don't seem to realize it's happening. Makes me...

Okay, time's up on the official bingo event period! I want to give a big shout-out to everyone who created something for this event, and especially to everyone who managed to score a bingo: @Blackjack Gabbiani @Cresselia92 @Equitial @Flyg0n @Homestar! @IFBench @Inkedust @kintsugi @kyeugh...

And the mini blitz is now closed to further reviews! Nice work, everybody--even in a brief, casual event like this, we had nearly fifty reviews logged. Special shout-out to everyone who managed to put together enough reviews for a pokémon companion: @Blackjack Gabbiani @thenatureking @AbraPunk...

Our second anniversary celebration is now over! I hope everyone had fun, whether you wrote a drabble or two, joined in a voice chat, or participated in some other way. We had dozens of new stories and reviews posted over the course of the event, and put together our largest voice chat yet--I had...

"Well, for tonight, I guess," Nate said uneasily. They had a whole lotta nights to figure out after this one, though, and he didn't feel like he had any idea of the right way to handle this. Like yeah, Lunala, or Giovanni, was by every account a bastard, and he sure as hell weren't nice, but he...

Got it, thanks!

Day Three ends in twenty-four hours. No votes have been cast.