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Post by SummerCrow on Sept 16, 2017 1:30:02 GMT -6
"There's plenty of people to thank besides myself," June tells Cia. "I can't pretend to be happy about this whole summoning thing, especially considering the rough landing. But I can't exactly begrudge you, considering. As for the infected, we've only found one so far. Princess... Peach. She's the one unconscious over there, in the... that same laguz outfit we got shoved into the other day. It's on her neck."
Corva pats the ghost dog, then leaves Shade to play with it while she disappears into a portal. She reappears close behind Joshua and Yancy. "Psssst, hey!" she whispers. "So-o-o-o, who's this cutie girlfriend of yours, Joshua? Does she like Nova?"
Talia grins and squeezes Catie harder. Too cute.
Rand drops Gale off. "You OK?" he asks.
She nods nervously. "Thanks, Rand..." Hector leans in and examines her with a sniff. Gale squeaks nervously. "Y-yes, thank you, too..." She reaches out and hesitantly pats his snout once, then quickly withdraws.
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Post by empireoffire on Sept 16, 2017 17:53:51 GMT -6
"You're too kind," Cia said.
"Her neck?" Glinda winced. "That is... troublesome. We have tattoo removal procedures, but if its located in the next, it would have to be delicate, or else... And yet, having just one of you infected is dangerous. Perhaps we should... ask her consent when she awakens?
"Is there anyone you suspect to be infected, or may be hiding something?" Alvis whispered to June. "Any abnormal behaviors?"
"AAH!" Yancy jumped. "O-Oh, uhh... Hi. I'm Yancy. And I umm... hate Nova?"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2017 21:08:21 GMT -6
Bowser just looks toward Peach and is kinda of concerned.
"Sire what you thinking about?" Kamek asks.
Bowser doesn't really have a response he kinda of just looks concern.
"Umm sire," Kamek looks at Bowser kinda of concern.
"Oh Kamek, yeah this tattoo thing seems awfully troublesome doesn't,". "To think such a simple tattoo can cause so much chaos," Bowser kinda of seems down.
"Umm sire don't you have anything to say about something causing this much chaos," Kamek asked.
"Yeah I have something to say,". "It's not a very nice thing to do, I mean what would do such a thing,". "Here we are having a good time just chillin with one another and now this,". "Why did it have to do such a thing Kamek?" Bowser asked.
"Oh Mario you have to save her somehow your the only one who can," Bowser said as he hugged Mario and began weeping.
"Umm Ms. June is it just me or has Bowser been acting really odd?" Kamek asked June.
"Yeah I mean Bowser is actually being thoughtful and the whole he is hugging Mario,". "Bowser hates Mario and would never even dream of hugging him,". "Is this something a mere tattoo can do?" Starlow said to June.
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Post by SummerCrow on Sept 16, 2017 23:32:04 GMT -6
"Well, Bowser's less of an ass all of a sudden," June suggests. "And yes. The tattoo shifts people's personalities. I've said this three or four times now. Stop making me repeat myself."
Corva grins and slaps Yancy and Joshua on the shoulders. "Great! Buh-bye!" She opens a portal in the floor and drops through
She reappears just above Purple. "Pssst, hey! What about you, other trainer? Do yo-o-o-ou-u-u-u like Nova?"
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Post by SpringForest on Sept 17, 2017 9:49:37 GMT -6
"What's a Nova?"
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Post by SummerCrow on Sept 17, 2017 10:02:15 GMT -6
"Oh, good!" Corva pats Purple on the head a few times, then disappears into a portal.
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Post by empireoffire on Sept 21, 2017 19:05:00 GMT -6
"...Um, what was that about?" Yancy asked.
"Apparently someone from our world," John Doe said.
"Did you see the way she moved? It was like a ghost... maybe she has a Cosmic Drive?"
"All I know is that her name is Corva," Doe replied.
"Does she belong to a team?" Yancy asked. "If it weren't for... current events, Yveltal would've been my first guess."
"It sounded like she did, but she didn't finish her sentence," Doe said. "I'll try to track her down later."
"Bowser," Alvis echoed, singling out the beast from reports and sizing him out. "Hmm... His skin may make it difficult to remove the tattoo..."
"Lady June," Cia said. "We were wondering if perhaps some among the Outlanders could perform to a full-body evaluation in order to make certain that they were not infected. N-Not without consent, of course... Performed by qualified physicians... of the equivalent sex... with strictly professional intentions..."
She couldn't think of anything else to say to make the suggestion appear less uncomfortable. Meanwhile, Glinda approached the sleeping princess. "If I may," she said to Mario, "may I inspect her mark?"
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Post by SummerCrow on Sept 21, 2017 20:00:44 GMT -6
June blinks at Cia. "I take it you don't have children. There's no reason to be shy about this. Everyone needs to be examined for their own safety. I've already asked for tents to be assembled so it can be done with some degree of privacy." June pauses to look around. "Which I see hasn't been done yet. Oh, and I'll be examining my daughter personally. Anyone else who wants me to check them, as well. If anyone is being uncooperative, send them to me."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2017 20:54:09 GMT -6
Mario nods yes towards the queen. The Tanooki suit disappeared from Peach. Peach was now in her Pink frilly dress she was summoned with along with a pair of pointy ears and a tail. Mario's suit also disappeared leaving him in his iconic red overalls but also with a pair of ears and tail.
"For now maybe we should leave Peach in this state,". "The Tanooki Magic might help with her cope with the effects of the Lionheart tattoo,". "Ms. Glinda please take good care of her," Starlow said.
"If you don't mind I would prefer to remain by her side,". "She is someone that means alot to me and I don't want to leave her side,". "If that's okay Ms.," Rosalina asked Glinda.
Luigi was by Mario's and Rosalina's side making sure they were fine. Also he was violently shaking like a leaf having been summoned to a strange land. Also having the place come under attack by a strange tattoo monster.
"Oh so I have the tattoo neat,". "Maybe that's why everything seems to be happening in slow motion up there,". "Hmm its like I can think and actually come up with plans," Bowser said deep in thought.
"Umm just as a heads up his skin is resistant to fire, flames, and anything like that,". "This poor fool has been dipped in lava, the sun, been shot with multiple fireballs," Kamek warned them.
"Umm if you don't mind I would prefer if June inspects me?" Sophie said.
"Same," Ann says nonchalantly while looking through some type of notebook.
"Umm I will go with those two just to keep an eye on them," Flanna says landing on Ann's shoulder.
"I guess its fine if its for our own good," Baron says while blushing.
"Talia you'll take care of Catie right?" Baron asks Talia.
Sam lands on Baron's shoulder and observes everything that is going on.
Catie is still fast asleep and her ears are twitching a bit in her sleep.
"Really and I just comfy too," Alyssa sighed.
"Come on lets just get this over with," Alyssa says as she walks towards a tent.
Poulter pup begins running around and playfully barking at the doogy in front of him.
"Mom, Cia is there anything I can do to help?" Lana asks.
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Post by empireoffire on Sept 25, 2017 17:30:29 GMT -6
"Oh, good," Cia exclaimed. "I was uncertain whether you would find the suggestion... awkward."
"Lana," Cia said, turning to the princess. "Would you like to assist in preparing the tents? Or perhaps join your mother in examining Peach's mark?"
Glinda nodded at Mario, Starlow, and Rosalina as she knelt down to the sleeping princess and lifted her hair to inspect her neck.
"So this is the Lionheart..."
She was half-tempted to reach out and touch the mark to see how it felt, but she wasn't foolish enough to try it, knowing the potential consequences.
"We have no documentation of the Lionheart's appearance in the Yuleian archives," Glinda explained. "More specifically, it is expressly forbidden. If a single photograph, sketch, or painting of it exists, it could manifest itself through them. Even the physical descriptions we possess of the being are intentionally vague enough to prevent others from replicating it."
Irving scowled as he heard mention of a strip examination.
That's my cue to take a hike for a few hours.
Trying not to particularly stand out among the Outlanders, Irving began slowly nudging himself toward the tree's exit.
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Post by HHDeception on Oct 2, 2017 23:24:38 GMT -6
Location: Yggdrasil Entry Hall.
"Squeak!"
"I'm not gonna touch it! I'm just...looking at it..." Joanna said, in reference to Alexus's sword.
Disco pouted. Jirachi wrinkled where its nose would be if it had one.
"They've got a point. Swords can very well be evil." Celeste chipped in, now lounging against the opposite wall. He was half examining his previously burned hand, thinking if there was any way to connect his current level of knowledge to the potion's instantaneous cellular restoration (He could think of many things, but they all eventually boiled down to time travel, so he ruled it out).
Location: Near Yggrdasil.
The Galahad approached from above, scanning around for any immediately obvious deviations. There was one, but it was him, so he paid it no mind.
~Thunder man, thunder man, does whatever the thunder can...~
There was a song in his head. But there was always a song in his head. Anyways, he swooped lower and touched down on a plain grassy plain. He wasn't supposed to draw too much attention.
~Lightning bolts shoot from his eyes, leaves the heathens crispy fried~
Well, there's no dragons here, or witch, or Witch, or any trace of them. He flitted around, close to the ground, like an electric hummingbird failing to find any flowers.
He glanced at the tree. Though not confirmed, the Holy Emperor considered it under Yuleian rule now. The false idol was very important to the Yuleians. So misguided. All that tree is good for is it's supply of Aether. Ephesus had it until the Witch swept in and forced them out. The Yuelians have now taken it from the Witch, so soon enough Ephesus will recapture it and be at peak operating potential once again.
~Look out, here comes the thunder man!~
...eh, the lyrics could use a bit of work. But the tune was catchy.
As The Galahad resisted the urge to actualize the melody on his lance, another thought popped into his mind. He is here to investigate their missing agents, sure....but a peek at the tree wouldn't hurt either, right? Maybe he could even lead the charge this time...
He hovered towards the forest, taking cover among the trees as he proceeded.
Location: Ephesian mountains
"What are these things?" Esdeath thought as she skated about the range. She shot off tricks and flips as she dodged around a whole mess of living snowflakes shooting cold lasers at her. Between the back-flips and triple-axles she got a good look at whatever these things were. The fact that they just seemed to grow in numbers over time helped with that.
Eventually one of the Cryogonal got lucky and shot her in the arm. Esdeath stopped cold as she found her arm frozen in a chunk of ice.
"Wait...THAT'S what those beams do? Wish I knew sooner."
With a flourish, the ice around her arm shifted, melted, and warped into a stylish gauntlet of sorts. Another ice beam fired her way, but she quickly turned and caught it in her hand. Her own icy energy surged up the beam, back up into the Cryogonal's mouth and freezing into its body, turning the beam into something more similar to kabob with a star on the end. She gave it a quick tug, and the ice retracted, hauling the pokemon over to her.
At this point, the other Cryogonal stopped shooting.
"Hey, they have faces!" She exclaimed happily. "Fascinating. Are they completely made of ice? Can I make them? ...Can I unmake them?"
She began to melt and reshape the Cryogonal in her hands into something prettier, but then she heard a whimper come from it any she threw it back.
"By the green dragon, it's alive!"
She looked around to the crowd.
"Hey! Can you lot understand me? I'm here to talk about your killing my citizens!"
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Post by empireoffire on Oct 3, 2017 18:32:03 GMT -6
The Cryogonal that were assaulting the intruder of their new home huddled together like a football team.
"We killed citizens?"
"She means His Brilliantness: His Majesty Kyurem I The Awesome."
"So is she a queen?"
"Whoever she is, I hope she tastes as delicious as she looks!"
"Where did Mr. Anti-Communist go?"
"When's our restroom break, again?"
"Orange you glad my font color isn't white?"
"Great Arceus above, where did he get those grenades?!"
The group of Cryogonals turned to look at what what that last one cried out about, and gasped in unison as a certain Cryogonal held a bundle of fragmentation grenades wrapped in a chain of ice. All of them were pulled.
"WE DO NOT NEGOTIATE WITH TERRORISTS!"
"Wait, I thought we were the--"
The patriotic Cryogonal charged at the human from behind. The other Cryogonal started loudly shouting varying different things at the human, the reckless snowflake, or both. It didn't occur to any of them that the human probably couldn't speak Cryogonal.
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Post by SummerCrow on Oct 3, 2017 21:26:24 GMT -6
June finishes setting up a tent and immediately calls for her children. Their lagomorphic friend joins them as well, though she leaves examining Hector to Rand. She leads them inside one after the other and quickly checks over them. No tattoos. Good. She takes the chance to catch up with them a bit and ask about their world, or their time, or... June tries not to think about it too hard. They agree to talk more later.
Satisfied her kids are fine, June calls for the next group to be examined.
Horatio continues to ignore the proceedings and focus on treating the injured.
George is a bit concerned at first, then decides an examination is probably for the best and jumps in one of the lines. Marian is of a similar mind. Anything to move this along faster.
Waite sits off to the side on a block of ice, testing her magic a bit. All the subtle nuances of this world, different flows of time and gravity and spacial locations... It's making it difficult for her to manipulate the fabric of reality. She gets frustrated enough that she draws half a summoning symbol, then decides against it. Oh, right. People want to examine her for some mark? Well, that's fine. But she'll wait to be called. She has experiments to do.
Corva runs off to a corner, ignoring everyone else to examine her Pokemon. She doesn't find anything unusual with them, and she's very happy about that. And she knows she's fine. That thing was on the ground, and she's all floaty. Why does she need an examination? Plus, she's not s'posed to let people in on Galactic tech. It wouldn't be too hard to just disappear, one of the perks of being a ghost. Then again, the nice lady with the cursed axe is doing examinations, and didn't even know what a Pokemon is... And Corva doesn't know how to get home... She continues to debate with herself.
Talia gently shakes Catie and whispers in her ear. "Catie, sweetie. Time to wake up. Wake up, sweetie..."
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Post by empireoffire on Oct 11, 2017 17:55:06 GMT -6
"Should we also inspect our Pokemon?" Yancy asked.
"I don't think it's necessary," John Doe replied. "They spent the whole time airborne, right?"
"That's true." Yancy looked toward the tent set aside for the ladies, seeing it unoccupied, save for the inspector herself. "Guess we should go get this over with. The men's tent is over there, right?"
"I was intending to watch your inspection, actually."
"Wha-- D-Do that, and you're sleeping on the floor!" a rose-faced Yancy stammered. "Forever!"
John Doe laughed. "I was just kidding."
Yancy nervously diverted her eyes elsewhere as she fidgeted in embarassment. "Oh, uh, ah ha ha... I knew that..." She tipped her hat over her head to hide her expression.
"Well, see you in a minute then."
Yancy gulped and cleared her throat, waving back as John Doe walked over to the tent set aside for males. However, it seemed like it was occupied for the moment.
Hmm. What now?
John Doe looked around Yggdrasil until he noticed Corva off in the corner. He decided to approach her and strike up a conversation with a fellow trainer.
He thought about asking the obvious as he thought about her vanishing and floating habits.
...Better to start simple, first.
"Hey, Corva?" Doe asked. "I was wondering what rebel team you were on. You went away before you could finish telling me."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 11, 2017 18:14:13 GMT -6
Lana was spacing out for a moment with everything that was going on. Her moments of intense joy about seeing Cia revived were replaced with complete panic. Wait mom and Cia need me first things first.
Okay Tents yes Tents umm help but everyone is busy. Lana then sees one of the Outlanders from before the one with the rifle.
"Hey you yes I need your help please wait?" Lana called out towards Irving.
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Post by SummerCrow on Oct 12, 2017 3:05:23 GMT -6
Corva snaps out of her contemplation. "Oh. Did Corva do that? She does things like that a lot. Anyway. I used to be independent, but that didn't work out so well." She taps at her scar. "But it's OK, 'cause Galactic helped! After I died, they made Corva all better and wa-a-a-ay spookier! And now they let her play with all the Nova she can find! And all Corva has to do is behave and do other not-murdery stuff sometimes."
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Post by empireoffire on Oct 12, 2017 6:06:21 GMT -6
"You... died?!" John Doe exclaimed.
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Post by SummerCrow on Oct 12, 2017 9:04:15 GMT -6
"Uh... Yeah? That's how a person usually becomes a ghost?" Corva gives John a look that indicates she's trying really hard not to tack on a 'duh.'
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Post by empireoffire on Oct 12, 2017 10:41:10 GMT -6
"How does that work?!" John Doe exclaimed. "I know a lot of people who died, and none of them came back as ghosts!"
Irving picked up his pace into a brisk walk, feigning ignorance of the fact that it seemed like someone was calling out to him specifically.
If anyone asks, I'll say I thought they were calling someone else.
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Post by SummerCrow on Oct 13, 2017 19:59:46 GMT -6
Corva floats a lap around Joshua. "Hmm-mmm-mmm-mmm. Dontcha know anything about ghosts? Ghosts are made when someone dies with something really, really important left undone! Like hunting down... and slaughtering... every... single... Nova...!" Corva's breathing grows a bit heavier and her eyes simultaneously twitch and sparkle with excitement. "Rip them... Shred them... Burn them...! Tear them limb from limb, break their bones, shatter their very souls! Hehe... ha... hahaha...!" Corva covers her face with her hands as she breaks into a fit of giggles. She suddenly stops, her composure completely restored. She keeps her hands over her eyes, but spreads her fingers and stares at Joshua through the gap. "Or ma-a-a-a-aybe it's just 'cause I grew up in Lavender Town. Around lotsa ghosts. And made friends with them all! Oh, hey! Where're you from!? Huh, huh? It's not fair if it's only Corva's sharing!"
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