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Luz chuckled. Bodily dismemberment wasn't her thing, but on Cal, it was pretty darn funny. "Can't say as I know. But I'm sure Chip an' Lexx will find out fer us. I get the feelin' Diyem an' Eien know more'n has been previously intimated, given this new term floatin' around. 'Void Eternas', huh...

Luz nodded, and walked with her friend – her sibling? She still wasn't sure about that one – while trying to guide them towards a nice bench or somesuch resting spot. "Yeah, I figured we'd last indefinitely. S'why I was so relieved Joule might provide an out. Now that our cores are dissolved or...

Luz nodded. "Let's try pizza hot and cold! Hm. Can't say I fancy farmin', but maybe I'd change my tune if'n I gave it a try. I've been doin' some dungeon runnin' of late, takin' after my host an' namesake alike, an' I bet I'd be a touch better at it now, after the storm." Luz looked Cal up and...

From the stands, Brisa whooped and cheered. Goddamn, that was an impressive finish! And it wasn't even Astrid's limit, that was for sure! "Hell yeah!" she cried, starry-eyed over Astrid's performance. "You sure showed him!"

Luz inhaled deeply, trying to get the scent of the food. She licked her lips, more to get into the headspace of being 'hungry' than because she had any real craving for the food. She did crave it, though... She wanted to taste everything. "Pizza places let you have lots of different toppings...

Brisa couldn't help but laugh. But it wouldn't do to have Koa think she didn't take him seriously, so she put out a paw and patted his shoulder in as reassuring a way as she could. "Look, buddy, if'n y'were 'perfect'..." she caught herself, and shook her head. "Ah, you already have it figured...

I'm not a total newbie but I've played one nonsense game and half a real game, so I don't consider myself experienced. Looking forward to some casual incidental roleplay and some tasty hidden-traitor deduction game intrigue. Name: Salem Weir Species: Purrloin-human hybrid (or 'pokémorph')...

Brisa rolled a little and dispelled her zeraora form, and with it, her burn. Her muscles screamed and her every fur follicle felt like it was on fire, but it didn't matter while she looked at Starr's teasing grin. "I didn't win it without you," she said, in a soft growl. "And you were fuckin'...

Flickers of Tenacity-enhanced plasma washed over Brisa. She was exhausted. She was hurting like hell. But she was.... "Still . . . c-conscious..." Brisa forced herself to one knee with her fists tight. She looked at her partner and opponents, all thoroughly knocked out. To the audience...

Brisa snarled and gripped the earth with her hindclaws. She'd snatch a win if it took everything outta her. Pepper still had that goddamn protective barrier up, but her stance was off, reeling from Brisa's onslaught, if only fucking barely. C'mon, c'mon, c'mon. "I'm givin' ya all I got!" she...

"That better not be permanent," muttered Brisa, as the straining, striving power of Facade left her body. Too bad, but she still had plenty of ways to grind Pepper into the ground. Brisa's fists lit up with controlled lightning, and she made a taunting gesture with one of them towards Pepper...

Brisa bit her cheek, hard. Fuck. This was a hell of a synergy those two had going. But maybe they could just about manage to take the guy out fast and turn things dramatically in their favour...? She looked to Starr – yeah, they were of the same mind on this one. Push it. Brisa's body surged...

Brisa nodded, smiling warmly. "I'm impressed, Koa. Unleashin' yer Blacklight ain't just a neat combat trick, it shows real personal growth. I take it you've been facin' some of those inner demons of yers, hm?" She weighed up whether to open a celebratory bottle of something strong. How old was...

Brisa hopped from paw to paw, caught up in the excitement of the match. Team Spice were good folks, and she'd grown fond of them long before, and this was the next battle in her Omen Gauntlet with Starr. They'd proven themselves together already against Team Drumstick and Sword & Shield, and...

Brisa couldn't help but grin, as the kid did his frenetic dance of pride and joy. "I saw somethin', sure. Bit hectic t'take a close study of it. Reckon y'can shift into it at will?" Her tail flicked eagerly. She couldn't help it, it was fun to see new combat powers!

Brisa stirred from her bed where she'd been idly watching the news on her badge and called out a reply. "Just about, partner. There somethin' yer rarin' t'do?" She dropped herself onto the floor and padded into the living area, offering Koa a weary smile.

Author's Note: Told you this one would take less time. Chapter 4 Left Alone Before she was a person, Salem was a cat. Ever since she first understood this fact, she rebelled against it. Salem first wished to be human many seasons ago, when Laura changed schools. Salem used to accompany...

For a split second, Brisa registered Reshiram as an opponent. Some wires crossed from having just fought his robotic duplicate, and there she was, figuring out how to bring as much power to bear on him before she collapsed. Thank gods she wasn't actually fighting that god. ...Yet. "Got a...

Brisa panted, thoroughly exhausted, but still standing. That was a victory. Hell yeah. There was a yowl of delight from the stands as one particular shade stood up and waved her arms aloft. "Y'did it!" shouted Luz. "Y'beat Mecha Arceus! Yer the best, y'hear!" Brisa laughed, and tread heavily...

"I'll keep bein' too clever, thanks!" Brisa clenched her fists and let out a peal of wild laughter. This was better than she could've imagined. Time to go all out! "Research this," she growled, as she took Chip's divine mecha apart.