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"Mm." This was much easier than some of the others. Hopefully she wouldn't fall for any tricks once she was actually summoned, because he feared that she may be as trusting as Owen. "Very well. Good luck." And without any further warning, a bolt of dark lightning struck Angela, and nothing was...

"The same one Turf has," Maple said. "There does not seem to be anything physically wrong with them. Their aura is strange... that is all we can tell. Otherwise, they appear to be in some kind of discomfort, and worse, conventional cures and medicines have no effect." She shook her head. "But it...

Maple smirked to accompany Cabot's smile, though she was back to serious when Cynthian spoke up. "I don't know," she said. "Everything points to Dark Matter making some kind of return, yet Arceus claims he cannot sense his presence. Yet, there is obviously something happening... Not to mention...

"When you return, it would be as if no time had passed at all," Diyem said simply, like he'd said so many times before. "There will not be any risk. It's likely you won't even remember this until your hero's aura fades. And no, before you ask, I know little about it myself. Only its properties...

Diyem held his breath, ready to sigh, and instead disguised it as an exhale through his nostrils that emitted wisps of smoke. "A world of Pokemon was under attack by a giant Magikarp. They took care of that problem, and are now investigating the source. That leads to your second question: I am...

"Tch. He dies alone after all he's done. Foreshadowing so blatant that I had overlooked it. Very clever." Diyem turned the final page of the comic and set it aside, looking up at the new disturbance. There was fashionably late, and then there was... "Hello." The Charizard stood up, looking the...

Maple hummed. "Mostly," she said. "Dungeons are curious twists in space. You can tell a Dungeon is present by the prismatic wall that lines its perimeter. Touching this wall for a few seconds, or submerging yourself completely within it, causes you to disappear from an outside observer's...

'Light Matter.' Maple's mouth curled into an amused, wry smile, though it was only for a twitch. "There is," she said, "in a sense, a 'Light Matter.' He is known as the Voice of Life, closely tied to Xerneas. Hypothetically, he could be as powerful as Dark Matter... but rather than centralize...

Maple nodded gravely. "It appears that several worlds have their own Dark Matter, one way or another," she said. It seemed that they were catching on. "Dark Matter should have been destroyed," Maple said. "He was responsible for the creation of Mystery Dungeons across the world. The increase...

"Eheheh, matter," Soda mumbled, appearing in the other corner as his illusion faded. "Pokemon are creatures that are in-tune with much more than simple materials," Maple said. "Dark Matter... was something that emerged from a variety of factors during the world's very creation. Small...

Everyone gathered in the main dojo hall, which was becoming a makeshift resting spot since Potluck had brought all the blankets there, and Maple stood near the wall with her arms crossed and head down. "...Mm. That seems to be everyone. I'm sorry if you're all tired and groggy, but I'd rather...

I'm having a lot of trouble thinking of just the right prompt for some of these, but! Despite skipping over it previously, I thought of the perfect one for day 2! A story where the weather is important... That reminds me of Cynsh's Fractured Elements! This story is PMD, but it doesn't...

"Mm." Maple looked back to Cabot, nodding. "It wasn't a problem." With a few flicks, the stones were already falling into a portal in the ground. "...This won't take long. I might even beat you there," she hummed to herself.

Alright everyone, this is a big one. Reply to anything that catches your eye. Boss 1 post-round retrospective I have a lot of housekeeping that I intend to do for the following things after seeing everything that happened over the course of this boss fight, most of it having to do with game...

"There's no need to be too fearful of your own weaknesses, but awareness is the first step toward improvement!" Truffle nodded sagely. "If endurance is your weakness, then training in endurance is the next thing to look toward! Ah... And yes, Potluck was briefed about any abnormalities with your...

Potluck giggled. "Everyone here has funny names," he said, looking between Cuicatl, then Nip, and then Celeste. "Oh!" To Necrozma, Potluck nodded and said, "I was here to try to defend in case Magikarp got through you guys! I wouldn't be able to hurt it, but maybe I could scare it with an...

The giggling got louder, and the gap in the blanket mountain became eyeless. When Celeste dove inside, talons suddenly reached toward him and, with overwhelming strength, pulled him inside. The blankets shuffled even more, a pair of purple eyes the only thing that Celeste could see. Feathers...

And finally, Maple looked at Necrozma again, frowning. "...Mm. Yes. You're without your light," she said. "I'm familiar with your kind." A brief silence followed, and then she nodded. "You carry yourself well for how you must be feeling. Perhaps I can help you later. Truffle already told me...

"Whatever they are.. they appear to be inert now." Maple crouched down by the crater, leaning forward to pick one up. It was quite heavy, as a stone would be, and sturdy. "It appears to be mere stone. This is solid rock. But..." She firmly knocked her fist against it, making a startlingly loud...

"Goodness," Truffle said. "To go from a life of peace to that... I can certainly understand your shock. Very good, then, Charmander. You were very strong, and I can only see you becoming stronger." He walked down the forest path as the afternoon sun shined above them. <><><>