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"You're sure you don't want those potato wedges?" Owen offered, producing the container from his backpack. Shady hopped from his head and toward the package just as it opened, but a Shadowy claw emerged from Owen's shoulder and grabbed it in midair. Despite being completely expressionless, Shady...

"Well, you held your own pretty well in that last fight. I mean, most of it was Blast Seeds, but--" Bad topic. "Anyway, sure, maybe I can test it out later in a more controlled environment, but I think you would've been able to stand up to Shadow me just fine... But it probably would make a...

"Right, those Shades..." Lugia hummed as the twister finally died down. Meringue had somehow escaped the winds by countering them with his own, but now he was battered and soaked and dirtied by all the attacks, and finally, Lugia let up for him to return. "I don't really know what to think of...

"It could be a trick of the mind," Lugia said simply. "It is not beyond the realm of possibility that the thoughts implanted only feel like your own because they were just that... implanted. And the mind may not be able to discern what is what. It is a fickle thing." Lugia noticed that Meringue...

Chapter 69 – Cosmic “A thousand hands A single heart Working and beating as one. Unite the lands From worlds apart Until our battles are done” Anam rubbed his forehead, humming. He paced back and forth in his office, glancing outside at the setting sun. Then he looked to the entryway, where...

"I don't know," Lugia said simply. "When I was corrupted... it was not as if I was a puppet on strings. I was moving on my own, and it felt as though my choices were my own. And yet... now that I am pure, they did not feel like actions of my own. They were unlike me, and yet I chose do to every...

"I'm afraid it's... foggy." Lugia looked ahead. "I remember I was training Meringue. And then I sensed... a presence. A powerful presence nearby, familiar yet unfamiliar, but that's the best description I can give you. Mm. And unfortunately, after that... I do not even remember being attacked...

Owen tilted his head, considering that explanation. If he was still talking to his old self, then that meant, in some way, he was still dissociating Charizard from himself. That... made sense. My darkness did not typically behave in this way, Diyem said. This is an interaction between something...

Hey all, making a quick interest check based on some discussion on the discord. Would anybody be interested in a "Table of contents" sort of thread where everybody would be able to post scenes that pertained to their character in a single post? Essentially, your post would be a chronological...

Owen frowned, thoughtful. "I guess when I phrase it like that it sounds worse than it is..." Or maybe he was minimizing it again like how Bahamut mentioned. Then again, Charizard had also told him he was doing the same thing. About... himself? Was that contradictory? They entered one of the...

Owen's flame grew a little and the Charizard behind Nate narrowed its golden eyes dangerously. Owen held his hand up, staring the Charizard down--up, technically. He flared his wings, folded them back, and cautiously relented. "Nothing you have to worry about," Owen said. "What gave me the idea...

A few diners glanced at the Mudkip, wondering if he was at all troubled. He had just screamed at open air, after all. Was he seeing things? "I've been doing okay," Owen admitted, taking a steady breath to quell the shadows that sputtered out of his tail flame. It became a gentle ember with a...

"...You're eating cookies before--wait!" Owen made a motion to go after him. "Nate, I don't really know if you're fine, y'know? Like, sorry for being presumptuous or anything, but--" Owen nearly ran into a Tyranitar passing by and had to move out of the way, but by the time he did, he couldn't...

Owen wondered if he actually did have places to be. "I just wanted to talk," he said. "Checking on people when I can--you know, since... You seem a little troubled. At least, that's what it feels like. Ever since my Perceive kinda came back, I might've been checking things lately." As much as he...

Lugia nodded. "I read Maple's report on the incident," she said. "One of the Charmander, the Shinx, you, and the Mudkip had been badly corrupted, in addition to those who had already been brought to darkness. Hmm. Quite dangerous how easily that happened, so we can only take solace in the fact...

Owen tilted his head, frowning, and then tilted his head upward, like he was listening to someone. It did not appear to be Diyem, nor the stone, so perhaps he was just crazy. "Looking for the good food?" Owen asked with an amused lilt in his voice as he followed along. He knew something was...

"Oh, Nate!" Breaking that tranquil solitude was Owen, who happened to be going for snacks at the same time. Balanced atop his head was his own stone, whom he named Shady. Despite how shiny and smooth Owen's skull was, it was able to maintain being there with practiced ease, like it was some...

"Mm, maybe," Lugia said, though she didn't seem very satisfied with that answer. It seemed like something else was bothering her about that possible solution, though she didn't bother to bring it up with Cabot. "And from what I heard, you're no stranger to corruption, either, hm?"

While the main arena was the attraction everyone paid attention to, there were side rooms that could be rented out for use by Pokemon that were preparing to fight, or simply those training in an enclosed setting. The Colosseum in particular had highly reinforced walls and floors, making it very...

"...Mm. Darkwhite." Lugia looked ahead. "Yes. That strange... Mew, I think she was. A very odd one. When I was with her, there was... a crazed feeling in my mind that I wasn't able to shake. It was foreign to me, yet there was nothing I could do about it." She growled, the rumble enough to make...