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"Yeah, tell me about it. Wish I could fly off wherever the fuck I wanted instead of being stuck around this place." "Bye! Good luck stealing things!" Rocky waved, ignoring Nate's glare.

"Ah, yeah, people've gotten pretty good at ignoring you, haven't they?" Nate hesitated on the edge of offering some suggestions--there wasn't really anybody on the team who was quite that much of an asshole. "Shoulda crashed that bit party a while back. Pretty hard to ignore getting dropped in a...

"Well, yeah, dragons are fucking awesome. I can respect that." Jesus, she sure was doing a number on those berries. At least she was channeling her anger there for now and not at him. "Didn't realize Giovanni was giving you that much grief. If you could get one of those ball things away from him...

"Yeah, three days. But maybe he'll get there a little early to set up whatever fucking traps or ambush or whatever the fuck he's got in store. You know how that is." Nate tried to act casual despite the fact that DarkWhite was still swirling with darkness and could turn him into a bloody smear...

"Nah, no toying. I'm just calling it like I sees it," Nate said, trying not to flinch when DarkWhite's shadowy aura flared. "You know I ain't smart enough to pull one over on you." "Yeah, he's definitely not smart enough for that!" Rocky said, and then turned to flash Nate a thumbs-up and...

"Sure did. And his name's Shield, by the way. I guess everyone there has charmingly weapon-themed names instead of the fucking food nonsense going on around here." Nate sat back and considered DarkWhite a moment. "I'd guess yours, but fuck if I know the weapon equivalent of whatever part of a...

"Whatever you say, oh great fucking hero of Telum." "You could probably come if you wanted," Rocky said. "But what do you think you'd be doing that's more fun than watching Rayquaza fight? I want to do that, too!" The familiar gave Nate an exaggerated wink, and he had to exercise every inch of...

Rocky laughed. "They are! This definitely one of the serious ones. All 'agents of darkness' this, 'grrr I'm a hero' that." Rocky puffed out his chest and struck a heroic pose. "I'm a lucario, and I'm gonna defeat you... with aura! Because I'm a lucario." "No? Well, that's fucking weird," Nate...

"Yup, that's him. But you can call him 'Vinny,' I hear he loves that." Ha, ha. If he ever got to hear somebody call Giovanni that, at least he'd get to die laughing. "We met your lucario boyfriend, by the way. Tell me, has he always had a massive stick up his ass, or is that just one of the...

Rocky jumped up at the sound of DarkWhite's voice, tail standing straight up like an exclamation mark. "It actually worked!" he hissed from behind his hands. Don't fuck this up! Nate thought back, as sharply as he could. Meanwhile his heart was pounding. Nine times out of ten DarkWhite seemed...

Just wondering, would you mind if I put one of your stories in for this week's Catnip Circle? You wouldn't have to do anything, it just means you would get a review from the event. If you're interested, let me know what story you'd prefer to get the review for!

It was another lovely fucking day at the beach. The waves churned against the rocks down below, and the sea breeze carried freezing spray with it. Here and there a sodden bit of snow lurked in the craggy bowl of a rock. "Wow, what a fucking beautiful day at the beach," Nate said, scowling down...

Parfait Way was pretty swank, and ordinarily not the sort of place Nate wanted to be hanging around. But there weren't all that many places in Destiny Village that weren't all upper-class, and of course there were some houses that were sitting empty because rich people were fucking insane and...

"Yeah, take care," Nate said. It took a few seconds to strap his pack back on, but then he was ready to go... back to his room, which is where he'd been headed in the first place. Just how much of a detour had this been? "Eastern fields, huh?" he said. Never heard of the place. Sounded pretty...

"Yeah, so I heard. That's good, at least. The last thing we need is more mewthings on a fucking rampage." Rocky bounced enthusiastically when the Voice of Life asked about him, nearly dragging Nate up onto the table. "Oh, yeah, he's fine," Nate said, wrestling the shade back towards his seat...

Not terribly specific about that, eh? Nate would just have to hope that if the Voice of Life thought any of those old failures were relevant, he would have said something. "Yeah, well. I think 'wary' is the right place to be." Nate caught Rocky with both hands, and the shade wriggled...

Nate smirked when Buffet mentioned summoning humans indiscriminately. Yeah, maybe Diyem had tried something similar. And he'd gotten a bunch of pokémon mixed in, too. Baby's first world-saving mission? "I dunno," Nate said after a few moments. "The human-pokémon Diyem summoned don't seem any...

It sounded like this zygarde was really the person to talk to when it came to finding shit. Nate wondered where they'd been--helping out with all the corruption-tracking going on earlier? But if so, why hadn't the team heard from them before now. "Thanks. Yeah. There's a lot going on out there...

Returning to this topic at long last! My impression is that most people think that writers giving an indication of what kind of feedback they'd like would be helpful. People seem more split on having some kind of codified system (e.g. "critique levels") or total freeform would be better...