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He tilts his head toward the impromptu snowball fight. "Interesting. This is only simulated, and yet, the snow appears to be as real as is believed. Shame I can't bring Wyn here. They love snowball fights." "You know. ♫Digimon! ♫Digital Monsters! ♫Digimons are the champions?" He pauses...

He waved. "Ah, long time no see. I can tell it's you, whatever you're calling yourself now. It's been about...mmm, eighty-some-odd from my world's perspective, about three hundred from my own, but many more from yours." The one known as Admon Aviaticus chuckled, talking to her like an old...

"I'm imagine it was something to the effect of," and with this the stranger-by-the-moment man clears his throat, appears to meditate for a second, and gives a chillingly accurate (as well as chilling in general) impression. "Kn̵e̷e̴l̸ ̷b̴e̵f̶o̴r̴e̴ ̷t̶h̴y̶ ̴k̶i̶n̵g̴ ̵o̴r̶ ̶p̷e̵r̵i̵s̴h̸."

"Ah, the Golden King. Right, right." The man nods and retrieves a parasol from his bag moments before the Rain Dance starts. "Well, you're a very Hoopa-like Hoopa, Hoopa. But how do we know you didn't use a waterproof paint~?" It's clear he's just teasing, but...

The strange man with a powerful presence cracks a smirk. "Oh, there's plenty of them out there," he says, without specifying which of them he's talking about.

"You're quite welcome~" he said, going to the teapot. He fixed himself a cup and took a sip. "Dandelion? Hm. Well, I suppose variety is the spice of life."

"You should try a hundred legs sometime~" the stranger playfully said to Shiron. He turned to NEO. "As for your little problem with not being able to keep it down, it is the power of raging flames. In simple terms, think of it as your spirit flaring up while on the brink of defeat in attempt to...

"Another trap for unwary souls..." A man appearing to be in his late 20s simply walks into the plane from a rip in midair, dropping the rest of the way at about half the expected speed. With dark hair and brown eyes, he wore a plain red and white robe, looking sort of vaguely Eastern to the...

All right, it's done. Blackout, full fic. The Monomyth sure made it hard to work with once I looked up what it really is, though.

When an instructor at a private school in a faraway Middle Eastern region goes to complain about a disruption to his class, he finds himself drawn into a deadly attack. Faruq al-Bahar will need to reach within to save a student's Pokemon, and several others. Written for the drabble activity...

Fine, let's do this, but no PMD.

Slice 11: Razor's Edge ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ Nori was ready for any sort of reception at school on Monday. He was no stranger to being disliked; there was even a point in June when it felt like he was despised by almost everyone. He didn't think it would end up like it did back in Sunyshore...

Recollection IX: Sins of a Memory The meals at the Kannagi Shrine were wonderfully varied. The expansion into Veilstone did not change this. They grew most of their own food on or within the premises. Fruit, vegetables, berries, wheat, rice, and so on. The chefs occasionally served eggs from...

The ghost of a trainer. Prema could only gasp lightly. No one in the shrine had even considered the possibility. If they had, they did not speak of it. She could tell from Nori's uncertain expression, tone, and even words that he felt it was speculation on his behalf. But it fit. Konrad Guhl...

The hawks of justice, an organization that rids society of scum that others will not. Among them is a man known as the legendary assassin, a man who had innumerable individuals turn on him. When an up-and-coming assassin is given an opportunity to eliminate a kingpin of Kanto's underworld who...

What was he doing? That was the question Nori Carino was asking himself, over and over. It was around eleven at night. He could count the number of times he'd been up so late on one hand, but he was in bed those other times. Right now, he was walking up some steps. He had been skating, but he...

Recollection VII: Seams of Truths “Thank you for coming to speak with me,” Haruto Kannagi said to the other individual in his office. It was shortly after eleven at night. Almost every other resident of the shrine was in bed. “No worries, Master Haruto,” Priestess Satomi Kurusu chuckled. He...

“So that's my report for the week,” Nori concluded to his superior. He had written it before going to sleep, although it turned out to be mostly a wasted effort. He just needed to give it verbally. In fact, for whatever reason, Studd outright refused to even see the pages for whatever reason. At...

Recollection VI: Ens of Faith It was not until Sunday that Prema received any kind of indication as to how the shrine was going to proceed. Until then, she had isolated herself in her room, first out of shame and later for meditative silence. She actually might not have eaten if people hadn't...

It was far from a front page headline, but neither was it a footnote, witnessed and written by one Akari Schrader who was staking the place out. Last night, Prema Kannagi had attempted an exorcism at the old Magcargo Express building – where those spirits who attacked those workers were. It...