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"Really? That sounds kinda grim. And they die each time?" Nate wished he could find a nice spot to stare at and think, but all the sand around here was so bright it felt like it would cook his eyeballs out if he looked at it for long. "Do you think that might have something to do with your, uh...

"Wait, for real?" Nate said, but Rocky talked right over him. "That's so cool!" Rocky leaned forward, flame blazing. "You can kinda feel what it's like to be a shade? I don't even really remember what it feels like to be a shade! I wonder if you ever got to see what I was thinking about." He...

"Yeah. He's pretty big for a familiar, but not, you know." Even Bahamut wasn't as big as Joule was, or at least had been when he was super high on Blacklight. "He's super nice, though! And he's supposed to be based on you, so you must be super nice, too." Rocky beamed. "But Milijoule is also...

"Hi, Joule!" Rocky chirped. "Oh." Right. Necrozma like that were supposed to be in, like, constant pain or something? Jesus. "Well, that's good to hear. I guess this is just... something that kinda happens to you now and again, huh?" "I bet you're excited to go back to being a big dragon...

The desert, as always, was blinding, not to mention fucking hot. Nate felt like his lifeforce was getting sucked out through his pores, which he had too many of because, obviously, fucking mudkip over here. He probably should have come at night. Did Joule even sleep? Maybe when he was a dragon...

Nate had been expecting some kind of snide comeback, some kind of stupid sarcastic remark, same as the mightyena always had on tap. But instead the guy just agreed with him? Well, good. Fucking good. Asshole was afraid of another beatdown, was he? "Fucking great. Make sure you stick to it."...

"That's what I'm trying to figure out. Want to rub it in that you're a mightyena? Hoping I'll kick you ass again because you're into that, too? Whatever. Point is, there was two other missions you could have picked from if you were in a mission-y mood, and there was definitely no reason you had...

Nate followed behind the two mightyena, watching in case he needed to stop the bayleef from sliding off Dave's back. The shadow one looked like it had things under control, though. He could probably go on ahead. Theoretically go on ahead. Dave wasn't exactly hurrying, but Nate had to keep up a...

"You think? Ain't never seen Astrid make, like, no radioactive Blacklight cloud," Nate said. But whatever. The bayleef was breathing and, given they were a pokémon, they'd probably be fine as long as they got some medical attention. Nate watched, dubious, as Dave settled down next so Saltriv...

Nate scooped the reviver back into his bag and circled Saltriv, trying to figure out what to do. He couldn't move the bayleef, they were like at least three times his size. Run back to Destiny Village to get help? Yeah, and how long would that take, with him going at like a tenth of a mile an...

Nate had managed to separate the shadow from its host, only for a huge explosion to hurl him into the bushes. He came to a few seconds later, upside-down tangled in snagging branches and jabbing leaves, with a familiar headache and the minty taste of reviver energy at the back of his throat...

Nate immediately started gathering water when the chikorita hurled rocks at him and Dave, but when Saltriv lashed out at it, all the damage he was doing seemed to be coming right back at him. Nate scowled and spat his attack at the shadow's feet instead of directly at it, hoping to spook it...

Oh, great. Another one of these fuckers. "Hey! Piss off!" he yelled at the shadow chikorita. "Can it with your weird shadow nonsense. All this 'everybody hates you' shit gets real fucking old!" At least it was only a chikorita. Easy enough to deal with. If it didn't take off or disappear of...

"Fuck's actual sake." Nate sighed. If the guy was having a moment, Nate was inclined to let him work it out for himself; the shit that had been going on in the forest was pretty damn personal. But probably he should make sure Saltriv wasn't, like, bleeding to death or some shit. Reluctantly...

This sounds like a lot of fun! Definitely let me know if you're feeling up to running a session or two.

Diyem, does that mean that when you say you talked to this world's Dark Matter, and he's dead, you were actually talking to the one from the other Cibus that got defeated? And you ain't actually found the one that belongs to this world?

Something pulled Nate away from the mightyena's lunge, and he stared dumbly as the illusion's teeth snapped shut on nothing. But it registered, when Soda started shouting, that the bastard had gone and picked Nate up. "What the fuck? Hey! Let go!" Nate struggled, but a second later the forest...

Sounds like a fun idea to me! I'll also be trying to get an idea of what sort of Discord-based events we'll be able to run this weekend, so expect to hear from me about this soon! I'm a little wary of once-a-month events because I think people can get tired of them pretty quickly, but if this...

There didn't seem to be much of anything around. Just more of this Blacklight stuff, wherever it was actually coming from, or if it had just, like, accumulated here as a result of that mewtwo and Giovanni hanging around so much. Nate made a quick circuit of the campsite, looking to see if there...

Welcome to the forums! I saw you talking about your fic on the Discord server--sounds like a really cool premise! I look forward to reading it once you post. I guess you've been hanging out for a while already, but feel free to check out some of the discussion forums if you'd like to talk...