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It's time to get ready for our yearly one-shot contest! We're getting started a little earlier this year so people will hopefully have time to get their writing done before exams, but before that writing starts... we need a theme! We're also going to need some judges to help out with the contest...

Nate stumbled away while the poochyena was recovering, favoring his right side. Jesus, where the fuck had that come from? The poochyena was a big fighter, sure, but Nate hadn't been expecting full on go for the fucking throat. Blood and water ran freely down his side, and his head pounded...

Nate laid about blindly, swiping and kicking at whatever patch of black fur he could reach, until the poochyena's teeth sunk in and the pain jolted him back to clarity. "Motherfucker!" he roared. "Get--you fucking--" He twisted in the poochyena's grasp, ignoring how it tore the wound wider, and...

Nate panted, watching the poochyena turn about blindly and yell for his familiar. At least she didn't seem too keen on diving in for revenge, looking more puzzled by his antics than anything. She kept telling him she was right there, waggling a scythe in front of his nose while he carried on...

I've decreased the margin so fewer overlaps happen, but for some especially tall sprites they still will... to me this is the best solution, but if other people find it ugly/bothersome the other options are: sprites go behind words instead of on top of them, sprites get cut off instead of...

"I said stay the fuck away from her!" The shadows stretched from Nate to the poochyena, smothering him in darkness.

Nate stumbled back, shaking his ringing head. When he could see properly again, he froze a second, staring down a poochyena bristling, eyes full of fear and anger. Maybe... Then Rocky broke the spell, trying to get in between him and his opponent. "No, stop! Don't hurt him!" the familiar was...

"Wait! Stop, stop!" Rocky threw out an arm as if to grab Nate, but he flinched back from the darkness swirling around him. The shadows were only getting bigger. "It's your funeral, asshole," Nate growled and charged forward with a Take Down.

"Yeah, I'll bet she don't. Probably thinks it's all normal, don't she? It's amazing what kids will adapt to when their parents are sick fucks," Nate said. "Now, are you going to get away from her, or am I gonna have to make you?" "We ought to go home," Rocky said softly. Nate ignored him.

"Fuck no, I ain't looking for no genetics lecture. What, you think you can throw a bunch of science mumbo-jumbo at me and I'll just ignore what's obviously going on here because oh, you're so smart and educated and shit?" Nate sneered, pushing off from the wall and advancing on the poochyena...

"Right. 'Medical Research.'" Nate lifted a hand up, perhaps to make air quotes with it, but ended up simply leaning over against the wall instead. "Less cross people with somethin that has knives for hands, that sure sounds pretty medical. You wanna be a parent? What's the matter with a reg'lar...

"What, you think you can jus ignore me?" Nate said, drawing unsteadily closer to Dave. "Less talk, huh? Unless you'd like the whole team to know what you've been up to. Experimentin on kids. Makin your own... your own lil designer slaves, am I right?" Rocky shook his head vigorously and made...

(( omg, I somehow managed to miss the threadmark title earlier. Nice. 👌 )) Rocky huddled next to Nate, balancing his nerves over what was going on around them against his fear of the shadows that still swirled around the mudkip. Sometimes it almost looked like the tendrils of darkness were...

Well, that was good. If Arceus had predicted something like this would happen, then it at least probably wasn't dangerous or nothing. Jesus, though. At least Nate hadn't gotten stuck as anything with a cocoon stage. That one rectangular bug-type wasn't having a great time of it, but at least...

Rocky drew in a huge breath, and Nate just knew he was about to unleash an Uproar or something, or maybe just a very loud scream. Instead the familiar yelped and stumbled sideways as a jet of water hit him in the chest. "Knock it off," Nate said as Rocky rounded on him, dripping and with shadowy...

Nate shielded his face from the sudden light, heart pounding. Whatever the fuck was happening, it couldn't be good. Nate braced himself for a fight, gathering energy, but when he was able to see properly again all there was was some strange pokémon--Silver?--just kind of... sitting there. And it...

"Hey!" Nate said. "Hey, what's--?" But it didn't look like Silver could hear him. The stirring of psychic power set off every alarm in Nate's head. Had Giovanni put some kind of psychic link to the guy way back when? Was he taking over somehow. Was he about to fucking show up down here? He...

"Well, as far as what might be locked up in there... I figure it's got to be something important, or Giovanni wouldn't have bothered. He didn't wipe none of the pokémon's memory that we got back, as far as I know." Nate frowned and shifted uneasily. "If you've been feeling tired, though, have...

Welcome to Xenforo 2.2! Welcome to the newest version of Xenforo! This update's been a long time coming, but I hope you'll find the new features in this version to be worth the wait. You can read more about those below, but before we get there, I'd like to give a big shout-out to the staff team...

"Sure, he ain't the hands-on type. But he don't really strike me as the kind of guy to keep running away instead of dealing with someone who was a real threat to his operation. It just don't feel right that he keeps running away all the time," Nate said. "One of the moles could have let Karat...