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Hard same. Please don't make vague call-out statements like this. I find them unproductive for anything but creating resentment. Nobody enjoys being put on blast like this, the people who you're trying to reach may not even realize you're talking about them, and people who you're fine with may...

Starlight was close! We do have Mew and Mew2, M and M2. Here we have N8, or N2^3. And, as previously revealed, N is M but missing one... or someone. Surely there must be a reason Nate keeps running into our protagonist, after all. Perhaps some aspect of its powers will be able to restore him to...

"Yeah, you got it!" Rocky said when Darkwhite recalled Groudon. "Do you know how to juggle? Pokéballs are good for that. Usually people keep them on special belts when they have a lot of them, but probably nobody around here has one. I mean, they wouldn't, right? Pokéballs aren't supposed...

Like this place really needed more damn heat. The air near Groudon boiled, and Nate's skin blistered even just being in his vicinity. Rocky was having a great time, of course. "All right," Nate growled. "Looks like the team's slowing down a bit." And also speaking some other language? Was...

"That wasn't so bad," Rocky said, watching the spot where DarkWhite had disappeared. "Yeah. I still got all my legs, so I'm counting it as a win." Nate shook himself and stamped his feet, trying to relax. Not easy when he wasn't convinced that DarkWhite wouldn't pop back up and smack him now...

"Well, that did all of jack shit," Nate grumbled. Loudly, in order to be heard over the whipping wind and whizz and crash of attacks. "Maybe they're too far away to hear." There was certainly no way anybody'd hear anything now. Nate could barely even see Silver's team, with all of them hanging...

Okay, fifteen minutes. Review for eight chapters' worth of Fighting Nature to clear S-tier.

Sup cynsh. I said I'd take a look at this a while back, so here are my thoughts on what you've posted so far. Like I think pretty much everyone else who's commented has said, I really love the premise here! It's always fun to see a fic that doesn't fit neatly into one of pokéfic's typical...

Going to claim ~35k words written, which will clear me for all challenges this round. Also will have an S-tier, but probably won't be done with it until, like, 10 minutes after the cutoff, oop.

The desert was even more fun than usual when you were a water pokémon. Nate could feel his energy, like, fucking evaporating out of his pores, or something. Whatever fucking pokémon thing. Meanwhile Rocky looked perfectly content, striding along with Nate's bag slung over one shoulder. Aside...

"Yeah, tell me about it. Wish I could fly off wherever the fuck I wanted instead of being stuck around this place." "Bye! Good luck stealing things!" Rocky waved, ignoring Nate's glare.

"Ah, yeah, people've gotten pretty good at ignoring you, haven't they?" Nate hesitated on the edge of offering some suggestions--there wasn't really anybody on the team who was quite that much of an asshole. "Shoulda crashed that bit party a while back. Pretty hard to ignore getting dropped in a...

"Well, yeah, dragons are fucking awesome. I can respect that." Jesus, she sure was doing a number on those berries. At least she was channeling her anger there for now and not at him. "Didn't realize Giovanni was giving you that much grief. If you could get one of those ball things away from him...

"Yeah, three days. But maybe he'll get there a little early to set up whatever fucking traps or ambush or whatever the fuck he's got in store. You know how that is." Nate tried to act casual despite the fact that DarkWhite was still swirling with darkness and could turn him into a bloody smear...

"Nah, no toying. I'm just calling it like I sees it," Nate said, trying not to flinch when DarkWhite's shadowy aura flared. "You know I ain't smart enough to pull one over on you." "Yeah, he's definitely not smart enough for that!" Rocky said, and then turned to flash Nate a thumbs-up and...

"Sure did. And his name's Shield, by the way. I guess everyone there has charmingly weapon-themed names instead of the fucking food nonsense going on around here." Nate sat back and considered DarkWhite a moment. "I'd guess yours, but fuck if I know the weapon equivalent of whatever part of a...

"Whatever you say, oh great fucking hero of Telum." "You could probably come if you wanted," Rocky said. "But what do you think you'd be doing that's more fun than watching Rayquaza fight? I want to do that, too!" The familiar gave Nate an exaggerated wink, and he had to exercise every inch of...

Rocky laughed. "They are! This definitely one of the serious ones. All 'agents of darkness' this, 'grrr I'm a hero' that." Rocky puffed out his chest and struck a heroic pose. "I'm a lucario, and I'm gonna defeat you... with aura! Because I'm a lucario." "No? Well, that's fucking weird," Nate...

"Yup, that's him. But you can call him 'Vinny,' I hear he loves that." Ha, ha. If he ever got to hear somebody call Giovanni that, at least he'd get to die laughing. "We met your lucario boyfriend, by the way. Tell me, has he always had a massive stick up his ass, or is that just one of the...