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"Yes, it--I don't know if it will be very fast," Rocky said, his tail lashing anxiously. "If Bahamut said... But it took Joule a long time to power up, too." And he'd had more than just the sun to help him in the end. "Let me see if Mudkip, I mean Marshtomp, can bring the mirrors. That should...

"Well, your light was able to help Joule, wasn't it?" Rocky said. "It sounds like it works the same way for this. I don't know if it will heal Deoxys all at once, but if he's in the sun for a while..." Rocky's tail flicked once. "Plus I asked M-marshtomp to get a bunch of mirrors so we can...

Rocky winced. "N-no. Nobody... is going to the moon. We were wondering if you could help us with Deoxys. Puddle, Puddle has a plan." He looked hopefully to the other shade to explain the situation, uncomfortably aware of Karat nearby, scowling. Puddle would know what to say. Rocky didn't want to...

"Got it," Rocky said with a nod. "Groudon helped Joule out when he needed light, too, so hopefully he won't mind helping is, too." Puddle was definitely right about Rayquaza, though. Rocky's gut twisted nervously. After how badly everything had gone with the moon, it was hard to imagine things...

Welcome to the forums! You're in good company here if you enjoy PMD, of course, but it's cool that you've written a trainerverse story as well! Lots of zoroark fans around here too! Very interesting pokémon, to be sure, with a lot of story potential. All in all I think you'll fit in just fine...

Nate visits Chip to see how he's doing and how the rebuild of the lab is coming. He's wondering whether the mewtwo tracker's back online and if Chip has picked up anything interesting. He also wonders if Chip knows where he can get meteorological or astronomical records for Cibus--if anybody...

Well, that was sort of a more morbid take on it than Nate had been going for, but if it got those two talking, hopefully it was to the good. "That's good," he said. "Hope it helps." Nate paused, considering the loaf of bread snuggling up against Diyem's side. "The, ah, your Toast is pretty...

"No humoring here," Nate said. "If I ain't feeling something, I'll just fucking leave." He hesitated a moment. I lied when it was convenient. There was a certain other matter that had been nagging at Nate, a certain "hero's aura" that he'd been wondering if he could get the big guy to level...

"I ain't gonna pretend like shit is easy," Nate said with a rueful smile. "Or like anything makes sense in this goddamn world. But if thinking of things like that helps, even a little bit, then that's good. Cause, you know, I like you and all." His smile was now definitely more of a smirk...