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Dave might have offered to come along for trying to extract the probable parasite from the Mewtwo, but if he did he’d probably have to put up with Nate thinking he was there somehow specifically to harass him the whole time, and he had many better things to do with his time than subject himself...

Dave stared at Truffle. Shit. A second apocalypse, while Soda sat up there waiting, his brain deteriorating into further lunacy by the second. Don’t take too long, he’d said. He turned back to Diyem, gritting his teeth. “Fine, fine, then what the fuck are we going to do about it? You got some...

"Nobody's hurting him for real. What the hell do you take us for?" Though it wasn't like there weren't some real nutcases on Team Spectrum. Bahamut'd probably torture Flesh if he got the idea in his head that it served some greater good. Fucking god-legendaries. "Look, what if Flesh just...

"Well, one would've thought even if he doesn't believe it he'd maybe check with Yellow what's up, you know? If you hear something like that, aren't you going to want to at least talk to one of the other yous and either hear what it is you're missing or convince them to come off that nonsense?"...

"I mean, Yellow did come out and talk to me when I went to the Tree. But that required, you know, knowing he was at the Tree." He pawed at his muzzle, trying to think. "Would he be paying attention to what's going on with us? I mean, Green was the one who was supposed to keep an eye on Flesh and...

Dave frowned, rolling his eyes at Nate's glare. The Mudkip had apparently managed to evolve, miracle of miracles, but it only made him look more like a gigantic fucking dork. He was about to speak when Owen did, and jumped as Yellow appeared out of thin air. "Jesus. Maybe just fucking attend...

"Yeah, uh, Soda very much has all five of them, and a fucking moon cannon, and whatever it is has carved out every sane motivation in favor of blindly trusting its manipulated whims. So we should start figuring out how the fuck we're going to get there and decorrupt him, now." Dave fixed his...

Dave kept a wary eye on the contained parasite as Wishkeeper added more layers of barriers. Hopefully it'd hold at least for a little bit. Dave stared at the Hydreigon. "I fucking knew it," he snarled. "Dark Eternatus, huh? Let me guess, the Eternatus that hid in Telum's Tree of Life absorbed...

Dave dragged himself to his feet and stumbled over to where he’d trapped the parasite, examining it. “Anyone got a more permanent way to contain this thing?” he said, looking around. Brisa was all right. Starr was down but back to normal. Mia examined the parasite curiously from the other side...

Dave hung onto the gigantic Starr, struggling to poison her with his teeth. She was barely reacting, exchanging words with Brisa about how she didn’t give a shit about anyone. And Brisa, of course, didn’t yield, daring her to attack. He started to reach for Radiance… and then stopped, mouth...

Something burst out of Maple's chest and -- it was one of those things, the parasites, the ones that, one way or another, came from the source of all this. Whoever'd had it planted in Maple. In Owen. Whoever'd broken Soda into the smiling, deranged husk he'd met at Spirits' Edge. For the second...

Every blow Dave dealt to Maple's head splattered corrosive liquid Blacklight onto her, weakening her. Great. Now the rest of them'd just-- He looked around. Where were the rest of them, anyway? It was... just Brisa. She strained to attack with all she had, but Maple was too sturdy. Brisa's...

They needed to take down Maple's head quick, before she could get the attack she was preparing off, and Dave charged, shadows sprouting in his footsteps, weaving around her flailing arm with less coordination than ideal. He wouldn't be protected this time if she struck back, not if he was going...

Maple was gigantic and insane and not at all the real issue. Dave'd drunk more than he should before the fight, and could feel it in how he was slightly unsteady. Finish this. All they had to do was finish this, and then, well... He shuddered and gritted his teeth. Fuck. All they had to do was...

Beta-read chapter four of Context Switch + hours upon hours of drawing to complete challenges. Sell Venom Seed x2 in favor of Chilly Seed x2; sell a Sitrus Berry and two Max Elixirs to buy Renewal Seed/Divine Berry/Blessed Elixir. Disable Umbral Barfight in favor of Shadow Charge.

After buying a few beers to go and downing a few shots of whiskey at the Cauldron, Dave goes to inform Green and Yellow about what happened at Spirits' Edge. (Probably gets Green to come with him to Yellow’s post again, and gives them the beers.) In particular, that Soda Prime treated his old...

Hey. I just spoke to Soda Prime at Spirit’s Edge. He’s, he’s lost his fucking mind. I’m… After this whole Maple thing we need to figure out how we can get there and stop him, fast. Also, he said there is somebody else controlling Blacklight Mewtwo and they’ve split themselves thin, in a...

Dave let out a tense breath that shook, and abandoned whatever he might have been planning to say in favor of silence. They just had to make it in time, while there was still anything left of him to salvage. <><><><><>

I also beta-read chapter 49 of The Legendarian Chronicles (with extra BLECs).

Dave nodded. “Yeah. Yeah, as soon as I can. Don’t go shooting anyone, okay? It, it just adds more shit we’d have to deal with. It’d just make it take longer.” It felt almost like arguing with Mia, in a way. A spot of comfortable familiarity in the middle of absolute batshit. “Take care.” He...