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Fake popped right back out of the ground. It had certainly been fun, but the sooner he got to Rei and explained his new look, the better. _________--___---_-___-__-______--__-_-

Fake's sleepiness instantly went away as he watched the newcomer. He backed away before deciding that was rude and stepped forward again. Is she okay? Actually you know what, let's see if my newfound aura powers can let me communicate...

Fake wondered who it was. Whoever they were, he'd bet they were a good character, not like, controlling three other pokemon even if he hated it. He wanted to know more, but he just felt...tired. Really tired.

Not really...? I mean, Rei lost his identity, but he still acts perfectly humane. Still, though, that question was disturbing. It was clear he wasn't the only one disturbed, Andre was experiencing something like that. Suddenly, a deep insight revealed itself to Fake : What if Rei hadn't been...

[[OOC : Uh...I meant Fake tried, not Akari, sorry!]] Yes, the fact you're spinning very casually and still not carsick. Fake sarcastically thought. Oh yeah, and isn't that obvious? Just spin. Wow. Pure genius. He was happy that he hadn't condemned anyone to hover upside down forever though.

Akari would disagree. In fact, Rei had sought Fake out just so her pikachu wouldn't destroy Bonfire or anything like that. Wait, shouldn't I go and help now? He hopped forward and tried to steady Lee to no success. His aura flickered, now whitish pink as he panicked. Yeah, I need to evolve...

A notorious criminal! He'd already fought the Fortune Sisters, so it was pretty obvious to Fake. Although, he supposed, that croagunk could've easily won if there was no element of surprise. He also felt like he should make a truth or dare too... Eh, it would do. He suddenly felt sick at the...

Fake the (now) Golden Bonsly wondered what Mhyt was talking about. He stomped on the ground, but it seemed perfectly fine to him. The idea of a terrain? What is the terrain in the first place actually? He fidgeted, nervous to find out what was going on.

JUST IN CASE?! HOW IN THE WORLD ARE YOU SO CALM ABOUT THIS?! AND, YES, IT IS YOUR FAULT! Also, I'm a rock shaped like a tree. I'm still going to live...well, technically. Can you just get me out already? Fake was practically a statue of pure gold, forever a monument to Hoopa's nonchalance. If...

Fake tried to hop into the bucket, but he was way too small to do so. Okay, this "Hoopa" needs to conjure better buckets. He tried again, and just succeed-but before he could celebrate, he fell into the beautiful golden paint. Argh!!! No! I will NOT die this way! he panicked, trying to kick his...

Two legs! Although, I suppose I don't actually have legs...eh, bet he meant any type of thing holding you up. Golden Hoopa? I'm really out of my league here...what's even a hoopa? This was the third time in a day Fake was confused. And this random thought made him even more confused. Nope, he...

Summon your aura...Fake didn't know a ounce about how to do that, but he mind as well try. Unluckily, he did summon one-but it was a choking sandstorm of utter confusion. Really? This is my aura? He wasn't too pleased about how it nearly killed him, but eh, it was his, and he couldn't do...

Fake gaped at the slugma. What just happened? Okay, so I didn't even get half to solving the mystery of suicidal thoughts, and now I'm working on how in the plate's making that human looked at the pillar and ended up melting into lava... Wait. That's it. the pillar! Fake, was, he had to admit...

Drowning? Fake wondered, wishing he could ask himself. But more importantly, of course you'd have memory loss if you died-after all, you'd be...well, dead. He had to agree with Bellatrix on the part about preferring being dead...unless you couldn't get back those memories? But that couldn't just...

[guilty look] ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Fake knew humans were always friendly...for now, he left the zorua's side to see what was going on between the blue thingy thingy and the human. "Burhh?"

Well, this was going to be tough. It didn't help that the sand wouldn't stay together either. Oh well, it worked. Though it looked more like a kleavor smashed some sand.

What was this creature? It didn't look anything like the pokemon he was used too...except he considered it looked like a zorua. Wait. A zorua. It had been using an illusion. There were so many different people! He decided to stay by this strange pokemon's side until he was sure that everyone was...

After Fake had recovered, he found out he wasn't as...sad anymore? And what was that cloth thing? Oh. A shuppet. That explained it. Rei had said his name plenty of times. Now he just had to say it."Fa-cade?"No that wasn't it. "Faks?" Wrong again. "Fak..."He gave up and searched for a pencil to...

"WAAHHH!" Fake (Bonsly from The Journal Of Hisui) dropped onto the ground. Ow, everything hurt. What was going on? What were the voices? And what was that pillar over there? Dare? What...?