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@The Walrein Thanks for reading, and I am glad that you enjoyed the story. Everybody seems to agree that this story needs to be expanded. I like the idea of Xerneas concealing the island. I had not thought of that. At the same time, I'm not sure how improbable it actually is for it to...

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Response for @Panoramic_Vacuum That's a good catch with the berries; I *did* mean to make them cheris. I think some background knowledge of pmd probably helps because in pmd fic, hopping from continent to continent to explore new places for a guild is sort of taken for granted. They aren't...

Response to @HelloYellow17 Regarding the confusion on what is happening, I am thinking of ways to make it clearer without adding bloat. I do have a scene planned to take place before Poppy wakes up beside the ocean. The quick band-aid summary is that they were harvesting chesto berries that...

@kintsugi No, I mean, I think you're basically right about Ann's intent. Ann does want to eliminate all life, or at least all conscious organisms. But Poppy isn't totally on board with that, at least not quite yet; she thinks that the most harmless creatures, like the shaymin, should remain, but...

@Flaze Oh fuck I totally missed that review and now I feel bad, the forum didn't notify me aah (in retrospect I guess it must have, but I don't remember seeing it...) More shaymin scenes might be nice, since I actually do like Poppy and Holly's dynamic, but I would need some sort of context...

@kintsugi Wow those are some great chat logs. Interesting that you interpreted it from the standpoint of the mainline games, which I haven't played—the power scaling in pmd is actually much more modest. This actually is something I want to push back against a little. To take the most extreme...

@Flaze Yeah I think this might be an issue with the scene. I changed it quite a bit from how it was recently but only had one person look at it, and he didn't comment on that part. This revision avoids some of the awkwardness/suddenness of the original scene and abridges it somewhat, but it...

@Flaze aah thank you, I don't really know what to say but I appreciate your comments and hope that you like the rest of the story. It's nice to see that the writing works on some level. Poppy sure loves those plants. I can confirm that more irl animals will show up as well.

@kintsugi Wow gosh thanks a bunch. The first chapter is a little weird in that it doesn't actually do that well at hinting what the story is going to focus on. Actually, the whole story is kind of like that. If you're optimistic, you could think of it as a fun adventure. But maybe your...

@OldschoolJohto Thanks! I think that inconsistent psychic distance is likely an issue with the story. Certain parts, like chapter 4, follow Poppy very closely; others, like chapter 5, are distant. Too many of the fics I have read seem obsessed with tediously recounting the main character's every...

Review response time @OldschoolJohto The debate between Poppy and Lavender, and the conversation with Xerneas in general, is yet again something I improved on since the first draft, but which I think, after receiving more feedback, still fundamentally has the same issues. I personally think...

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Patches of rusty red and mossy green patterned the base of the butterfly's wing like shrubs reclaiming a mountainside; a line of white, like clouds along the horizon, preceded the gradient of honey yellow and tangerine scales that lined the edge. Poppy cocked her head at the two tailed pasha as...

The rain roared hollowly against the roofs of buildings with signs too worn to read. Somehow the rain in this region seemed colder than the snow from whence Poppy came; it soaked her fur to her skin, burdened her. Her footfalls were heavy against the path, and the scent of young goldenrod...

A dull, dead ache pervaded Poppy’s muscles; she felt like a corpse. She caught a whiff of yarrow as she slowly opened her eyes, almost scared to try to move lest she find she couldn’t. Before her was a patch of black fur with a metallic, powder-blue trim. A moment later Xerneas lowered its head...

A droning sound like a million insect wings all beating at once, or a million voices all crying out. It was neither harmonious nor discordant. Poppy’s body seemed to vibrate, pervaded by an electric, tingling sensation. She grew numb to everything but pain. While the pain elsewhere had begun...

The clearing before the crater wasn’t the worst place to wait. Dragonflies’ wings flashed amber as the sun moved in and out of clouds, and the scent of goldenrod was sweet on the wind. White-throated sparrows filled the air with their song like carefree whistling. Hello, little ones, Poppy...

Poppy’s eyes traced the silver ridges of the clouds above. The sky never got this dark near the city, she remembered. It was like an ink painting. You made the national news, you know, said Ann. Not headlines, quite, but at this rate it won’t be long. Was it that big of a company? I think...

The river was a sickly, pus-like yellow, and in some places dead fish had begun to pile up against the rocks. Poppy clenched her teeth. She wanted to look away, but something wouldn't let her. "You ready to go?" Poppy turned toward Holly, who was shouldering her bag. The shaymin looked fine as...