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Ah, sorry for the confusion--the way this thread works is, you review the story of the person who posted before you, and then submit yours for review. So for the moment the story on the docket remains BossCar's The Price of War!

DawningWinds is right! The mafia game will be open to anyone interested in joining. Look out for the signup thread this weekend!

Welcome to the forums! I hope you'll share your story if you do decide to write one. But either way, you're welcome to hang out around here. I hope you enjoy your stay!

All right, it's time to start finalizing the schedule and events for the anniversary! I've added a poll to this thread with potential writing event ideas; vote for as many as you'd be excited to participate in. Here's more details about the options: Lightning-Round Exquisite Corpse: a mini...

"Yeah, that's gotta be a bit of a fucking shock," Nate said. "But that's Cibus, right? Full of fucking surprises. For everybody." He tugged on his gills and glanced askance at Chip. This was kind of awkward now that he had an audience, but he didn't want to leave it until later, what with...

"Nope. Haven't seen Maple at all today," Nate said cheerfully. "But you're right, she's gonna be stoked that Joule's feeling better, huh?" Rocky giggled. "That's not what he meant." The familiar climbed back to his feet, with a small but genuine smile on his face. "You think Maple's gonna think...

"No problem, Joule," Nate said. That figured. But Joule wasn't the only space-faring pokémon Nate knew around here, either. If it took too long for Joule to get his full power back, there were other options. Hopefully absorbing some shades would help with that. The way they were helping now...

"Ah. Well, fuck." That... was about the last fucking thing he'd wanted to hear. But that might explain why Joule had been so adamant with those last attacks, like he was trying real fucking hard to actually annihilate Cibus. Giovanni or who-the-fuck-knew else, that sounded pretty fucking dire...

Nate settled in to watch, keeping half an eye on Rocky all the while. The familiar sat down cross-legged on the lab's floor, staring at the shades with a blank expression on his face. "I guess it's kinda convenient we ended up coming out here to the lab," Nate said to Joule while they waited...

Nate hopped through the portal after Joule, then waited a moment to make sure Rocky came through, too. He did, still with that forced smile on his face. Nate watched him warily. "Chip, are you really feeling sad about getting a chance to see what happens when a shade reunites with its, uh...

"Oh." Rocky said. "Well, y-yeah, of course. I'm sure it'll be fine." In the silence that followed, Nate could hear the faint, fitful crackle of his energy flames. "Come on," he said, prodding the familiar in the leg. "Ain't you like the king of assuming it's all gonna work out in the end?"...

"Oh? Well, that's good, I guess," Nate said. "Handy? Maybe?" He smirked when Chip yelped from the other side of the portal. Sounded like it was about to be another normal one for the guy. "Sure. Let's go see what's up." He started towards the portal, but his shade didn't come with him. Nate...

"Don't seem like a bad idea, necessarily, now that you know," Nate said slowly. "So, ah, is Wiki, like, gone, then? Or is he kinda rattling around in there somewhere?" He made a circular motion at Joule's prismatic chest. Rocky looked away, tail still switching back and forth.

Nate and Rocky exchanged a look. "Oh, yeah?" Nate said. "And what did he find out, huh?" "How do you feel?" Rocky asked.

Nate watched Joule feed Wiki the berry, still preoccupied. The guy hadn't exactly answered what he meant about Team Spectrum killing shades. Rocky was prattling on in the background. "I named him! Because wiki berries are the ones he likes to eat the most. That's a good name, right? I figured to...