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Friends and Partners Contest Entries "Ballast" by Wildboots Third-Place Winner “Saint Bonapisa’s good luck for trainers,” Cass told me once. Maybe she should’ve kept some of that luck for herself. The drifblim was still following me, but if Lake Valor was what Cass wanted, then I’d find a way...

Friends and Partners One-Shot Contest Results The judges have been hard at work reading and reviewing this year's crop of one-shots, and now at last we're ready to reveal the results! We had sixteen entries this year, for what was maybe the most diverse and interesting crop of one-shots that...

Nate kept to the front of the group as well as he could, eyes on Maple the whole time. It seemed hard to believe that any mysterious "something" could make her suddenly, what, start dripping black paint and talking all boomy like Diyem? Then again, he wouldn't have thought it was possible that...

Six chapters of reviews: 1 2 3-5 6 Six hours of editing. Plus S-Tier: published a chapter @7400 words

Sup Bench. I'm trying (very slowly) to read through some of the mini bingo fills, so I figured I'd check yours out! I'm looking at Temporal Tower, Emera, and Rainbows of Hope (not yet in this thread, I know). My favorite of these is Temporal Tower! I'm a sucker for interjections like the clock...

Nate takes this to mean that no, Joule would not be in any shape to take people into space anytime soon. However, he says he likes the food at Lucky's Low Tide and the Shade Street Diner. The buffet at The Three Rings is pretty good, too. These are probably not the kinds of recommendations Joule...

"Uhh." Rocky glanced over at Dave, but the mightyena hustled Mia away before he could come up with a response. "Bye, Mia!" he called after her. "We can talk about it more later if you want." "Yeah," Nate said, smirking. "Later, Mia." To Rocky's relief he was content to leave it at that.

"N-no," Rocky said. "I mean, Maple was there, too, but she probably wouldn't tell on Joule." His tail curled nervously in around his legs, and he kept picking at his spectral fingers. "Hey. That's enough," Nate said. "We done here?" Rocky hesitated a moment, then knuckled over to Nate, ears...

"Well, I don't know that it's just about decisions," Rocky said, picking nervously at his ectoplasm. "Even if somebody else is choosing what to do for you, you'd still have to do it. Like if you're really tired, not having to think about what to do is better than having to make a lot of choices...

"I don't think he realized he could," Rocky said. "Me and Nate brought a shade to him because we wanted to see if he knew anything about them since they came from him. And when he went to hold it, it jumped at him and, like, burrowed into his chest!" Rocky shuddered. "It was kind of gross...

"I mean, it was Joule, but, he's also Millijoule? Kind of?" Rocky said. "He's different because he basically was Joule anyway, like a copy. So even though they were different people they were like two people being the same person so it's not like Millijoule really went away or anything. Joule...

Nate looked like he was about to fire back with something, so Rocky tried to get a reply in before he could. "Umm, well, I guess Millijoule decided he wanted to go back to being Joule, so... Joule absorbed him. But he had to break Millijoule's core first to do that. Or something." By now Rocky...

"Bye, Mia!" Rocky said, now more an indistinct haze around his core than anything but sounding as cheerful as ever. He was starting to pull himself back together now that she was distracted, a tiny stub of a head having formed near one end of his body, a tiny leg growing from the other...

Rocky deflected Mia's first volley of strikes, but then she ducked under his reaching hands and sliced up and across, taking the infernape's head clean off. It dissolved in smoky wisps while Rocky stumbled back, feeling blindly at the empty space. "Oop," Rocky said, sounding mildly put out. "Oh...

Ah, yeah. There they were. Nate grabbed the power suppressors and pushed them, as gently as he could, back towards Chip and the rest. They were too big to fit into his bags. "Found them, Chip. They're fine." Oh. Well. Looked like he was busy. Nate could tell him later. Right now he needed to get...

Right, the power suppressors. "Right, I'll look for them," Nate said. Fortunately he'd talked to Chip about them before, so he at least knew what they looked like. Or used to look like, since they weren't fucking stylish enough for Giovanni or whatever and Chip had been working on redoing them...

"You're the first that's showed up," Nate said, a little skeptically, as Owen burst into the room. He didn't think of the charizard as much of a healer, but then he started doing some weird greeny haze thing so, you know, whatever. The guy had some truly fucked-up attacks for whatever reason, so...

"Holy shit, Chip," Nate said. He fumbled his badge off his scarf and cursed when it fell and bounced up against a piece of rubble. "Here, I'm gonna call a healer to come help you out." He sent a text to everyone he could think of asking for them to get a healer to the lab to help with Chip or...

Nate dropped off Mellow's tail as the charizard landed, flopping unceremoniously in the grass. There was nothing he could do when Soda grabbed onto the mewtwo and tanked a fucking Blacklight blast like it was nothing before teleporting away. Cola was--gone? He was safe? Arceus was pacing back...

Rocky runs to check on Silver and Giovanni in the holding cells. Assuming they're okay and don't show any signs of trying to join the fight up at Destiny Tower, he'll ask a few questions about Blacklight Mewtwo: - Is he Giovanni's mewtwo, from Telum? - Was he with them when they woke up after...