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"So it's only a feeling that tells you where they are, huh?" That fucking sucked. "I guess there's somebody like Breaker, or maybe one of the xatu. But. Ain't a lot of time for that, I guess. Were you thinking you'd head to the tree next fight, then? Look for Xernatus while you're in there?"

"Well, yeah," Nate said uneasily. "So you're thinking... it's you who'd have to find these things? I get it if you're the only one who can. But if there's some way for other people to recognize that kind of thing, you know. You don't gotta take that on by yourself."

"A... seal," Nate said. "Like the same thing that was in your head? You think there's one of those around the Tree somewhere?" He scowled and reached for his beer again, but of course it was fucking empty. "How the fuck would we even recognize something like that?"

"Well, who the fuck could read Soda?" Nate said. "Or expect to, honestly. With his like actual god-powered illusion. Wouldn't even have thought it strange that you couldn't get shit on him." Xernatus was... quite a fucking name, wasn't it? Nate wondered what the deer-god would think of that one...

"Yeah. Ain't like we got to bring nothing with us here." And in the end, Owen would end up with even more shit he couldn't remember from Cibus. More people he'd left behind. It was pretty fucked, honestly. "And then there's the whole supervision thing you gotta deal with, too. I know you were...

"Well, it's good you got them back, but yeah, that must be strange. And I dunno... I'm guessing some of those memories might've been all hazy for a reason." Oh, shit. This was going heavy places, wasn't it? Nate wasn't sure he was ready for a repeat of the conversation with Diyem. Better to keep...

"True. No reason to think why the energy nullification wouldn't be happening, unless the mewtwo hadn't gotten into the eterna yet. Which, since it sounds like he was probably around Eien and whatever eternatus Maple swallowed. Maybe that would be enough." But nothing more they could do than...

"You think it's got to do with corruption, huh?" Nate asked. "Shadow corruption specifically? It ain't a bad theory. But then how was the guy able to kill somebody like S'more, get his hooks into the guildmaster? Far as I can tell he was never corrupted, just showed up at the meteor crash site...

"Exactly. And apparently some of the locals kicked his ass once, and he got destroyed by Red, too. But if he's growing along with us, I don't get how he was able to mindfuck Soda way back in the day, like before we even showed up. Or do whatever the fuck he did to Sword. Nothing about him makes...

"Yeah? That's a damn shame." Nate had been hoping that, with all his meditation shit and, let's be honest familiarity with mental bullshit, Owen might have had some ideas for how to keep somebody out of your head. Nate set aside his beer and steepled his fingers in front of himself, scowling at...

"I wondered whether it was something like that. Or something to do with him 'channeling his energy through us'"--Nate made air quotes with his free hand--"that was taking a while to build up or whatever the fuck, and that's why everybody showed up as babies at first. Anyhow." He leaned back...

"Yeah. Ain't a good feeling." Nate's grip tightened on his beer, and he took a swig to give himself a moment to think. "Me and Astrid got pretty close to that mewtwo guy, you know." Of course he knew. Everybody fucking knew. "What I kinda don't get is why... Why he didn't put us under the way he...

"What, like that curry place people hit up now and again, with the infinite bowls or whatever? It ain't sandwiches, but it sure sounded like it was too much for most people." Nate stretched out his legs, almost unconsciously, in response to Owen's question. Unlike the charizard, he still had to...

Nate raised an eyebrow. He needed as much food as flesh now? Yeah, he was big, but Flesh was, like, just one gigantic fucking mouth. "Well, it ain't too hard to find a place that can feed a marshtomp around here. I guess if you were looking for a lot of food..." He waved a hand towards a...

Another night, another visit to Pasta Plaza to find some grub. For some reason Nate was always fucking hungry, lately. It had to be the evolution, but that was fucking stupid--like the most anticlimactic evolution ever. At least marshtomp had fucking hands. What was worse, the evolution hadn't...

Nate snorted when Karat mentioned his history with Chip. Showing up in his house? That fucking guy. He clattered around with the mirrors, still in a bad mood. Rocky was about to say something encouraging and hopeful to Karat, but Puddle beat him to the punch. The familiar froze instead, while...

Nate visits Giovanni down in the holding cells. He's wondering what the guy's take is on all this moon shit. Is he feeling weird, now that shit is really going down up there? He'll bring cards, since Giovanni seemed to enjoy a game last time. He'll also check in on the Soda substitute. No...

Rocky giggled. "He's still pretty short." But when he caught Nate frowning at him, he winced and said, "Sorry." The marshtomp didn't reply, and he was clearly in a bad mood while he started taking the mirrors down again. Rocky watched dejectedly for a couple seconds before returning to what...

As we were discussing on Discord yesterday, there's been some interest in holding an Animorphs readalong/book club. This thread is to gauge interest and determine what that might look like! The poll currently covers format: do you want to hold discussions on Discord, or in forum threads? A...

"Yeah," Nate said. "Maybe in the infirmary. Just in case." "I think so," Rocky said to Groudon. "I'm surprised you can sleep at all, with everything going on! Isn't it scary? What if the planet gets blown up while you're taking a nap?"