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Nate shook his head. "Not a barrier. A bomb. Something that'll blow the thing up out where it ain't gonna hit nobody. Have to be a pretty big one to disrupt a blast like that, but I think we could swing it."

Welcome! Sounds like you've got a fair amount of experience under your belt; always fun to see someone who's been working on their stories for a while. I look forward to getting to read your fic, and I hope you enjoy your time on Thousand Roads!

"Right. More or less what I was thinking. What I don't get it why you don't put yourself behind something that'll destroy the attack before you start the whole draw thing. That way you don't gotta worry about the attack coming back towards us, or going on to hit you. Because it'll be, you know...

Nate grimaced. "I mean, it sounds like a solid enough plan to me, who-knows shit aside. Mostly just seems like there's gotta be some way to pull it off without you getting blown up." He rubbed at his head. "So, not sure if I understand this properly, but you said you're gonna draw this thing...

"Too... big, huh," Nate said, drumming his fingers on the tile. "So you're thinking it's too dangerous to blow up before it gets launched? That seemed like the simplest solution to me. Or is where you're going to run off with it the thing that's got you so cagey?"

"Oh, didn't figure it would kill you. Thousand-year sleep, poofed into stardust like Buffet"--hopefully that wasn't fucking fatal, not like he'd seen the guy out and about at all recently--"something like that. Whatever it is, I figure it can't be a great time if it's got you forgetting your...

It sounds like there's pretty broad support for a deadline extension, so I've pushed the deadline back one week to midnight UTC on March 8th. The countdown in the first post has been adjusted accordingly. If you've already submitted an entry, note that you're free to revise and re-submit at any...

Nate nodded. "Yeah. Figured it was something like that." He sat back on his haunches and gave Arceus a crooked look. "You know, last time I was in here, you were saying something like how you couldn't send me home because everybody'd be all sad I was gone, people'd go all shadowy and unstable...

"Right. So the problem is, even if we can smack some sense into the guy, that won't stop the attack he already charged up. That's where you come in. Am I hearing that right?"

"Hmmm." Not quite what Nate had been expecting. He exchanged a glance with Rocky, who had stopped glowing, looking deflated. "That makes sense. So you think all this business with the Reverse World or whatever ain't gonna work?"

"Hi!" Rocky chirped. "Sorry we didn't come and see you sooner. The magic thing you did to block telepathy works really well. Did you see? I can still do it." He drew himself up, and familiar bands of golden light glowed around his core, their light murky through his shadowy chest. "Thanks a...

<><><> Storming out of someplace wasn't very satisfying when your maximum speed was something like half a mile an hour. Rocky didn't even have to speed up to keep up with Nate, just take slightly longer strides. There was nothing for turning your fucking righteous fury to embarrassment like...

I'm aware of this one and hope to look into it soon. This should be fixed.

Depends on how the other participants are feeling. Are other people interested in an extension, or no?

A couple of quick announcements here. First of all, the art commission prizes have been finalized: unrepentantAuthor will be providing a commission for our third-place winner, Cresselia92 for second place, and Chibi Pika for the first place winner! We're also coming up on one week left to the...

It's going pretty well! I didn't quite get the last chapter of Salvage out by the deadline, but I came pretty close, and I'm feeling good about getting the next one done on time or close to it.

"Yeah?" Nate said. "You do you, I guess." He looked back over at Silver's team, hesitating for a moment. But no. Fuck it. "Come on, we got shit to do," he growled at Rocky, and stalked back towards the stairs. Rocky called after him, ears pinned back, "Wait, but don't you want to--?" "I said...

Nate waved a hand. "Forget the laser. Sounds like it ain't gonna work. But there might be other things we can do with all that power." If that wasn't already a part of Arceus' mysterious plan. "Thanks, anyway. I guess we'll talk to Xerneas if we need to. Good to know it ain't unethical as shit...

Nate glared at Chip. "No. But where I'm from people got ways of dealing with the fact that the earth is round. If your thing can't do that, fine, that's why you fucking ask." God, this Reverse World thing was pissing him the fuck off. And the fact that Rocky was giving him a look was pissing him...

"Wait, what? Why the fuck didn't nobody say shit about this Reverse World whatever?" Nate's hand unconsciously went to the badge pinned to his scarf. He had to sit through all the team's stupid chatter, and then they couldn't be assed to mention if there was something actually important going...