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~Chapter 43: Dance of the Ancients~ I stared numbly at the silhouettes of the Rocket airships as they disappeared over the horizon. They’d gotten the orb, and we’d all just sat there and watched it happen, and it wasn’t like we should’ve said ‘screw the hostages,’ but there should have been...

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Starr felt restless as she walked into the marketplace, full of pent-up anxiety and head still buzzing after the previous encounter. Normally she'd burn energy and quiet her thoughts by tearing apart a few training dummies, but she'd already decided that she wanted to get some new moves before...

Starr was frozen midstep. Her hateful gaze had been fixed on the ground ever since Diyem's interruption, his words echoing in her head on repeat. She could actually see the grass smoldering slightly around her paws. Slowly, she forced her eyes upward to meet Brisa's. Dozens of things she...

What the FUCK. Did she just-- How did she-- WHAT. She's... she's just pulling stuff out of her ass, she doesn't actually... "You don't have a fucking clue what you're talking about," Starr hissed. "You don't even give a shit that I was trying to help, do you? No, you just want to act all...

Starr right now

"A shot at calming her down, what are you--?" Starr stopped, shaking her head. Now she's not even trying to pretend like she's not just making shit up. "So I guess you're the expert here? How the hell do you know she would've survived if we didn't knock that thing out of her as fast as...

Again, what even was any of this. "Putting her life at risk, what the hell are you talking about? In what world is a low-level Ember gonna kill a Totodile?" Yeah, okay, maybe this world was different... but Pokémon here seemed even more sturdy than back home. Feraligatr would've laughed at...

Starr blinked at the Shinx, utterly baffled. And here she was expecting Brisa to come up with some half-assed complaint about Starr helping when no one asked her to. But no, it was the opposite? "The hell are you talking about? Did you miss the part where I literally did help kick that slug...

Starr's ears flicked toward the voice. She turned to see Brisa climbing out of the entrance to Surf's home, looking just as tense as she had during the fight with the slug thing, like she'd missed the memo that the fight was over or something. She wouldn't stop giving Starr weird looks during...

Did 3 days of the 7 Day Fic Challenge (+3 BLECs)

Day 6 Prompt: Worldbuilding Arbitrary Execution by Cutlerine (FFN | Serebii) Summary: Nine years late, Artemis is finally getting ready to escape home and begin her transition. But in her haste to run from her old life, she runs straight into something much, much worse: an Indigo League...

Starr was still breathing heavy, muscles tense, fur standing on end. Necrozma had caught the slug, and part of her still wasn't sure they shouldn't just squash the damn thing, but... whatever, his problem now, let him deal with it. Anyway, the mess here looked like it was basically resolved...

Wrote 827 words of garbage for exquisite corpse :quag:

Starr gaped at them incredulously. “Are you people fucking blind, it’s right there,” she said, jabbing a paw at the squirming sluglike thing. It looked a lot weaker now, but she still wasn’t about to take her eyes off of it after what had just happened.

some stuff happened at the bluff

Starr hissed through her teeth. Motherfu-- It burned. But it wasn't actually doing anything. Just surges of raw pain, on her paws, on her shoulder where it had jabbed her. Come on, fight through it, come on-- Starr pushed herself to keep going while her teammates closed in on the thing from...

Diyem what the hell is that thing, whatthehellisthatthing. Starr felt nothing but stunned confusion from him. But that... It was... What...? Totodile had fallen limp. The thing was slithering toward the balcony. It was going to escape. It was-- "It's getting away!" Starr barked, lunging...

Don't gotta tell me twice! Starr snapped back at Diyem. Brisa had taken that moment to shout something at the Totodile, distracting her. Which meant that the phantom clinging to her was a free target--Starr took a deep breath and breathed out another burst of flames right at the shadowy haze.

"Anyone wanna tell me what the fuck that thing is?!" Starr yelled, jabbing a paw forward. The Totodile melted. The Totodile melted, what in the absolute hell is going on?! And the Croconaw was just standing there as that thing rushed at her. Come on, move, dammit! Why isn't she--?! The next...