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@Pikmin Eye

Nincada was able to dodge the seeds with some deft sideways movements, but was still able to get one Harden through, but more would be pushing it. He aimed in another Scratch, and came into contact with the Bulbasaur with a claw. Bulbasaur recoiled at the impact, but immediately retaliated with a swift Vine Whip to the back of Nincada. … Due to Growl and Harden, neither did much damage.

However, the Bulbasaur was pressing his attack, using his limbs to stay close to Nincada at all times, threatening with seeds should he attempt to Harden again, while continuing to Vine Whip. Bulbasaur was doing more damage to Nincada than Nincada was doing back. But, perhaps that was preferable? They’d both end up pretty damaged in a little while if they kept this up. It was up to Martin if this was to his liking.

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@Joshua Tamashii - Night

Laurinda had kept walking, seeming quite comfortable with the uncomfortable silence that was being kept. However, upon Amelia’s question, she stopped momentarily to turn her head and gaze at the young girl for a couple of seconds with a neutral expression. There was slight curiosity in her gaze. After a bit of staring Laurinda fished out two Pokéballs from within her robes, before continuing to walk.

‘Stay close to me. For where we’re going, we need protectors. … And since you asked…’ She said, before she threw the two Pokéballs ahead of her. There was a flash of light, and two Ghost-Pokémon emerged.



Pokédex Entry #609 – Chandelure, the Luring Pokémon. They’re known to hypnotize opponents using their dancing flames. It absorbs spirits, which it then burns in its fires. Its fire burn the spirit rather than the body, so a physical body left behind by its flames is entirely untouched despite the damage.




Pokédex Entry #709 – Trevenant, the Elder Tree Pokémon. Using its roots to connect to the trees around it, a Trevenant can manipulate trees at will. They’re known to protect the creatures inside the forests where they dwell, and trap those who’d do harm upon the forest.


‘Chan-del-lure~!’ The Chandelure waved around its lights happily, the fires of its candles drifting in the air while the Trevenant turned to eye Amelia and her companions curiously. Laurinda cleared her throat and waved forward.

‘We’re entering the Deep Infested Woods at night. You know what to do.’ She told the Pokémon, and they immediately focused forward and held attention forward as they advanced. It was almost soundless, yet the areas soon opened up, and they had entered the next area of Infested Woods.



Trees stood tall. The vegetation died down. Open areas blocked only by occasional trees spread out in every direction. … There was so much less life operating at ground-level. Yet, look up, and a dance was taking place. Small shimmering lights, pursued by a flock of moths, flew about in the woods. Beneath each flock of moths was a spray of dust, landing on the dying ground beneath. A powder that gathered on the floor of the forest and made the grass die, not to grow until the following day. … There were Volbeats, found much deeper inside the woods than usual, and each was pursued by a whole flock of Dustox.



Pokédex Entry #313 – Volbeat, the Firefly Pokémon. Volbeats live in forested areas with supplies of clean water. Their tails light up in the dark or during the night to communicate, and are known to draw geometric shapes in the night sky. They're attracted to Illumise's sweet aroma.




Pokédex Entry #269 – Dustox, the Poison Moth Pokémon. A nocturnal Pokémon, known to be instinctively attracted to lights in the dark such as street lights. As it waves its wings, it spreads a dust that is a powerful poison. It eats leaves on trees for sustenance.


There were most Pokémon. Most obvious were the Kakuna with closed eyes, sleeping attached to the trees. Other Pokémon were Beedrills hiding in the crowns of the trees, gazing down at intruders and the like. In some occasional trees were Vespiquens, the whole tree filled to the brim with surrounding Combees. But, they couldn’t do anything, for in the night the Dustox poisonous infestation reigned supreme. For in the night, nothing could infest the forest floor of Deep Infested Woods for the Poison Powder covering all.

‘The Illumise “Queen” directs a few of her fastest Volbeats each night to distract the Dustoxs of Deep Infested Woods. Without that, there would have been nothing preventing the Dustox infestation to spread to nearby houses and to Pureplain City. We don’t know exactly why “Queen” does this, but we’re thankful for it. Makes us tolerate that she sometimes becomes troublesome during daytime…’ Laurinda sighs, looking troubled. ‘But because of all this trouble contained in one wood, Infested Woods needs a full-time warden. … And that’s me.’ She raised a hand and pointed.

‘Trevenant, clear the way. Chandelure, discourage stragglers.’

‘Trev-e-nant!’ The Trevenant sounded out and seemed to grin as the tree-ghost thrust its limbs into the ground, ingraining itself and connecting with the trees before them. Manipulating the trees themselves, branches parted and crowns were brought down to brush the powder out of the way they’d be walking. Volbeat and Dustox trains were blocked from moving into a straight path as the woods realigned to give a safe path forwards, and those bugs that still tried to fly through were greeted by a swift flash of fire from Chandelure to scare them off. A safe path, not unlike what’s visible in the image above, was formed.

‘Well done. … We move.’ Laurinda told, starting to walk forward while a very pleased Trevenant detached from the ground to walk along, while Chandelure floated along keeping alert to blast a few shots of fire at any Volbeats about to bring a flock of Dustox into their path. Amelia was expected to follow. Assuming she did, she’d feel that in their destination… … … There was a lot of ghosts ahead, over a larger area than she might have thought. Just beyond Deep Infested Woods…? What even lay there?

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@Rune_Alchemist

Yvonne raised her eyebrows almost as high as she had raised her chin as she watched Claire’s introduction. ‘… Pffth.’ She brought a hand in front of her lips to hide her smile, though a little amused sound had escaped her lips before she had been able to hold it back. ‘The best? That’ll be neither of us, silly.’ … For the briefest moment, Ralia felt a mix of fear and admiration from the girl, directed towards an unknown…

‘It most certainly makes us rivals!’ Yvonne announced, her voice rising above the volume of normal speech. ‘Any who challenge the coordinators of Isson is bound to be in direct competition with myself! By simply stepping down, you’ll save yourself a lot of future disappointment, as there’s no way you’ll succeed…’ She smirked proudly at Claire. ‘But you’re not going to ruin the fun and disappoint me by actually adhering to logic on that one, will you? Claire of Blackwood?’ Yvonne inquired, quite expectant.

‘And, yes. This wood is not entirely to my taste, so let us be on our way before my charm rubs off on it and it actually becomes a pleasant place to visit.’ Yvonne declared and started walking on behind Laurinda. They were already heading back into the True Infested Woods now.



Back to moving through the tighter woods from right behind Laurinda and Delphox.

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@Pyromaniacwolf

Training in the woods turned out to be a walk in the park for the Venipede. With the Rock-type move Rollout at his disposal, Venipede could easily dispatch the denizens of Outer Infested Woods, suffering only minor damage in return. He was on a roll, literally as well as figuratively. To take down the flying Volbeats Venipede was able to use roots, trees and other such things as ramps to take down the flying targets.

Venipede collectively grew to Level 7!


… Hm? There’s something on the forest floor here. Must have been dropped by some newbie Pokémon Trainer, but in the Pokémon World it is finders keepers on things found on the ground, sooooooooo…

Lucian found 5 Pokéballs!


A small belt with five Pokéballs randomly lying on the ground. Lucian should have a total of nine, then.

And so, with the training done for a while, Lucian gets to act again.



Connected areas:
Route 2. Close, can easily get there without complication.
Wet Caverns. Requires a bit of a walk alongside the outer regions of the woods.



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@Eklispe

The two of them were not given a chance to react. As Dawkin pulled the Escape Rope he might have noticed the red-haired guy losing his smile and the cyan-haired girl’s eyes widening in alarm. The rope spun in the air as Dawkin threw it, unnaturally curling in the air… before it suddenly went taut, as if it had actually connected to nothingness, and Dawkin was pulled. He flew upwards, into nothingness, and vanished from the room. Next thing he knew, he manifested with both his feet hitting the ground just by the entrance of the Wet Caverns, facing outwards and his mind perhaps slightly disorientated.



He’d immediately realize that there were two others standing right here, as if on guard. A girl with white hair and whiter clothes, a long blue tie hanging in front of her and darker boots, stockings and sleeves. And, a guy with brown hair, a blue jacket and multi-colored pants, looking like a mix-match of a thug trying to dress a bit more fancily with a serene-like girl.



‘Wah!’ The guy called out, turning to glare at Dawkin as he appeared, his hand immediately reaching to grab a Pokéball.

‘Calm yourself, Karl.’ The girl said, throwing him a strict stare, discouraging his action. ‘It is but a trainer using an Escape Rope.’ She said, calmly.

‘… Keh!’ Visibly annoyed, Karl turned around and walked away, glaring at the trees that signalled the beginning of Infested Woods.

‘Our apologies. We’re a little on edge right now.’ The girl said, giving a small bow to Dawkin before looking at him with worry. ‘You came out in a hurry. Does your Pokémon need healing?’ She offered to heal, not knowing the status of Dawkin’s Pokémon.

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@Pink Madness

"Well as… I'm afraid… … … all that. As we were?"


Donna could hardly hear what the other person said, but it became pretty clear he hadn’t accepted the proposal. There was a sudden splash as the person who had been standing in the water was pulled out of it, vanishing out of the cavern by the way of an Escape Rope.

‘Fool! You’re not the only one with Escape Ropes…!’ The girl shouted, despite that the person had already vanished. She lifted a Pokéball and returned Ducklett to it, before she reached inside her clothing and pulled out a rope of her own.

‘… Really wanted to save these until we were face-to-face with dragons…’ The guy said dejectedly he returned his Growlithe to his Pokéball before going into his pockets because apparently both of them had Escape Ropes as well.

Seemed like they had the intention of leaving. It was always an option for Donna to do something else than just let them leave, if she for some reason felt that was a bright idea.
Amelie was forced down onto the ground, onto her back, just like the others. She gasped out when the force grabbed her, and she felt the blistering heat through her shirt. It was too hot, even if it was through her shirt. Why was the cobblestone so hot!? She wanted up on her shoes as quickly as possible…!

… But if she did, the police officer would do… whatever it meant to become “tinsel fodder”. That was definite. But, did she REALLY want to trust the words of ANYONE in a dimension which Penny had sent her to die in? … Not really. Then again, it wasn’t as if she could get away from the law enforcement if she stood up. Definitely dying VS maybe dying? … She could hopefully put up with some heat.

With shaking hands, she placed the submachine-gun she had been clutching aside on the ground and put her hands on her head, quivering a bit in the occasional heat and hoping this would be over soon. She kept her eyes looking at the police so she could quickly raise a Redirection Orb if things went south. Hopefully, negotiations would go well.

‘… Keh…’ She left the negotiating to the adults, Amelie did not feel confident in her authority should she had spoken up. She just had to bear with the heat, while staying ready to act at any moment’s notice…!
Okay. Then Dawkin can likely do his thing.

This said, some unfortunate events including the sudden unexpected destruction of a computer has made the accomplishment of a post within an hour now unfeasible, I'll see if I can get that post out tomorrow instead.

Edit: Okay. Pyro and Eklipse, nicely posted, both of you. Now, I will definitely get a post in tomorrow. This week-end has just been a little trying. As usual. What's up with my week-ends? So much constantly planned. Hah.
I've done my part. I'm spying into brightened room with light-powers and eavesdropping. Hahaha.
Was tired. Still wanted to post. Posted despite almost being about to fall asleep. That said, I do want to comment on this character here.

@Kalleth Well. The thing with being overpowered, is that the stronger any one character is the more dangerous the iteration becomes. So, you're pushing on everyone else with that. Haha.

That said, he isn't that overpowered. Essentially he's still a normal, if top percentage, human, all titles notwithstanding. He just happens to be able to open a path to a dimensional prison and have a special scythe that sever "dimensional connections", whatever that is. There are no mentions whatsoever of any particular increase in strength, speed, skill, toughness or intelligence, so we can assume it is of normal human level. Donny's honestly more dangerous. Gods in his universe we can therefore assume are nothing special, either.

What's the most dangerous about him is really the mention of multiple dimensions. That... gives Terminal so much ammunition to screw us up with... Hahahaha. Anyways, yeah.

I do wonder, though, does it take a long time for him to open that path to the prison dimension? Does it open like a gate, does it remain after he created it? Can he, like, touch people and they suddenly vanish into this other dimension through some internal dimension-gate? Would it take any time? Eh, perhaps not my place to ask, but I did get curious. Oh, well.
@Rune_Alchemist Yupp. Nicely posted. I'm amused. Now to consider how I'll respond.

That said, I will post with/in 24 hours. @Pink Madness, will you do anything that might prevent Dawkin from using the Escape Rope on account of reacting to your action or should he vanish so you can react to that or the Amethyst's reactions?
‘Eeep!’ Amelie made a little startled noise as the stock collapsed, and she almost panicked that she was about to lose some fingers when she realized it was just drifting in wonky gravity. She was desperately trying to put it back in place when the car arrived and that stopped mattering. She had fled, rather than tried to do anything when the grenade was thrown. And, as she turned back after the explosion, eyes wide and breathing heavily…

'You could have stopped him, you wretched little witch.'
Amelie flinched, hearing the voice. She thought back on what had just happened, and realized she hadn’t even considered it. A shill went through her, as she thought of being blamed for what had happened.

‘I-I’m sorry…! I didn’t think he’d…! I wasn’t…! I panicked…!’ She tried to explain to the voice, feeling very uncomfortable. Amelie eyed Donny with fear, not brave enough to raise an objection like the others but definitely afraid he’d decide she was next. The cover of her cloak was gone, without it she didn’t feel as safe despite the negligible amount of protection the cloak actually gave her. She felt exposed.

… It was getting hot. Amelie felt vulnerable. She saw the boy she had previously brought back to the ground @mdk run at the gunman @Doc Doctor. ‘… Don’t do that, you’ll get killed.’ Amelie uttered as she created a Redirection Orb in between them, and if either Luca ran through it or Donny struck back, she’d turn the movement to that person’s left. So the boy could calm down when redirected so he wasn’t running at the gunman, hopefully.

After that, Amelie decided she didn’t have more to do with that, and was going to try to recover the guy who was blown away. She’d attempt to create a new Redirection Orb, dropping the previous one, to get the guy to drift back down to the ground. Still holding the submachine gun as she hopefully managed to redirect him down towards the ground, she’d ask a few questions.

‘Why did you come here? … Why did WE come here?’ She asked, hoping this wasn’t just an elaborate trick of Penny’s, but it could be. Everything seemed pretty magic… That is, she only would ask the questions if she was actually able to pull him back down. Otherwise, she’d just lament her inability to make a difference.
@Cruallassar Amelie is not counting on being able to reload, she just wants to take advantage of the bullets currently in it. Haha. Anyways, noted.

@Terminal ... Should I take that those words were written in the same color that it was spoken in her voice or something? I realize I've been able to read everyone else's words just fine without color, now that you used it there, but it doesn't actually precisely say where the voice came from. The only logical explanation is that he responded to her with that, but... ... ... ... That's not clear at all. Huh. Heh. Well. I can work with that, regardless. Haha.
@Crossfire Okay. I do think I'll still be depending on you for what I mind-read out of the miner, though. I don't know what he knows.

Also, are there any weaknesses in the armor that Lataniva can exploit? Any at all? Otherwise, using psionics to make them aim at each other will do, buuut... heh.

@Turbowraith And you... you don't want to be found by Lataniva. She has orders to leave no survivors. You're a survivor. Hahaha.
So, the dagger Lataniva obviously thrust straight through the leg of the target. With the unnatural speed combined with a combat-knife’s sharpness cracked in and fell the target, prohibiting continued escape. Lataniva ran after, absent-mindedly pulling the dagger out again with psionic powers, making it fly out of the wound and back into her hand to be pocketed again, blood and all. Then, the miner having dropped forward from the movement, Lataniva jumped and drove her knees into his back, keeping him in place by placing her halberd at his neck.

‘Keep still.’
She unhelpfully told the injured being as she placed a hand on his head and started doing her thing.

Now, a crash-course in how Dalentian mind-reading works. Memory is signals from very specific atoms in the mind, and Dalentians can turn that into a picture for their own viewing in their own head. However, they need somewhere to start from, or the mind is just a tangled mess. The keyword this time was pretty easy.

Helsin Station

Immediately upon imbuing the word, the memories associated with the station lighted up in the victim’s head. A mental picture of the station appeared, and Lataniva could sense the sparks of memory lighting up. Then… first things first, she cross-checked the memory of Helsin Station with Federation Outpost, and oversaw what came up. Memories associated with both would come up, and Lataniva would learn if there was a connection… if the miner knew, obviously. She couldn’t read a connection that the miner didn’t have.

She then went ahead and read for a cross-check between Helsin Station and Secrets, forcing the miner to recall any secrets they were trying to keep here. Also, she made him recall the people in charge, as well as the location of any control-rooms and otherwise the geography of the station as the miner knew it, and where those miners were currently fleeing. Perhaps also a little about what kind of security they had here, and if he had any passwords in his mind that she would have use of.

Of course, there was the possibility the miner didn’t know anything. Then this was a waste of time.

Then… she heard the call about Federation troops. Depending on what she might have leached out of the miner’s head, this may or may not have surprised her. Regardless, she smirked, for these definitely knew more than the miner did.

‘Troops. I can handle such.’
Not even bothering to finish off the miner bleeding out underneath her, Lataniva dashed at the doorway with halberd prepared. It didn’t even matter to her if they aimed for her. She could dodge their fire, shifting her weight back and forth in ways that would make one ask why she was wearing armor, her psionic awareness making her aware of where they were aiming. Even if she found that there were any blasts she couldn’t avoid, she’d simply use her psionic telekinesis to push their weapon-arms aside, making them aim at walls or even their allies.

If the full-body armor had any weak points in the slightest, some place that wasn’t entirely protected where limbs were to move, Lataniva would see it and slice or stab at it with her halberd. Close combat did not mean loss of awareness of surrounding enemies to her as it did to others, chaos and confusion would be her ally as she charged right in at them.
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