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“...this is all tabloid bullcrud - get this: Ghosts: Fancy Flancy Fact or Fabricated Fascinated Fiction? Of course there’s no ghost - there’s no definitive proof toward what they do and what they are and how they act…” Breen pulls his comic-book down, facing back toward the bank teller. A Duskull. Unamused by the irony of the situation.

“Riiiight. Well, that still doesn’t explain much in the way that folks have been acting around here - moreover up at the guild; if I could blame the weird stuff happening around here on ghosts, I would! For instance…” The Swampert rips out a few pieces of comic-book paper and crudely shapes them into a diorama, playing around with them whilst explaining his story. “Guildmaster missing. Typical. Breen takes over. Not typical. Good comedy. Breen radar detects weird wibbly-wobbliness while he sets up his A-Team. Wibbly-wobbliness turns out to be Guildmater magically reappearing. Everything’s fine. Charlie’s not fine. Charlie demotes Breen from temporary regional Guildmaster to assistant to the assistant to regional Guildmaster - you following me, Skullzy?”

A blank stare from the Duskull. An equally resounding face of irritation from the line forming behind Breen. “Right. Point made. I’d like to make a withdrawal…” He gave a toothy grin, flashing his holographic-card fake ID.

He sauntered his way back toward the guild, idly reading through his comic books with surprisingly decent coordination through the crowded streets of Treasure Town - narrowly avoiding wheel-barrow carts full of berries and outlaws being carted by with Magnetons. With his accuracy toward the guild just barely perfect - bumping into someone on the way, knocking over their Perfect Apple onto Breen’s lap. “Oh! Whoops, gotta make sure you watch where you - oh! Guildmaster Wigglytuff!” He stands at attention, Perfect Apple perfected positioned precisely by his pit.

Wigglytuff tilts his head, looking around for his apple. “Huh? What? Huh? Who? What? Huh?” He stares at the apple, before presently promptly plucking from his partner’s pit. “Oh! Thank you kind malevolent stranger for holding onto my precious Perfect Apple!” He waves around to the right of Breen.

Uh.” He glances over. “Right here, dude.” Another half-hearted wave before he goes off on his way. Shaking off the interaction and a slight adjustment of his 3-D specs, he heads back up toward the guild. “Uh, Breen Torrents? Assistant to the assistant Guildmaster?” No response. “Breen Torrents. Janitor? Oh, c’mon, just let me in!” He knocks on the door - the entrance creaking open without a lock. “Huh. When’d we ditch security? Is this place a ghost-town?”
After heading down the ladder - everything at least appears okay - given the fact it’s late, folks are just still heading in and out of the mess hall, closing up kiosks. The Swampert slowly starts making his way toward his fashionable hideaway in the closet - before being stopped by Charlie. “SQUAWK! Ferris! For once, you’re just the person I want to see! I need you! Not for trouble! SQUAWK! It’s… it’s… the guildmaster! He’s just… not himself right now, come, come!” Without even a moment to react, he’s dragged across the guild floor by the Chatot, bursting into the Guildmaster’s office to… Guildmaster Wigglytuff, standing atop of the desk.

“What… but… that’s not… how…” Breen shakes his head, stepping up close to Wally, before joining him on the desk, picking up three apples… Breen and the guildmaster trading off juggling. “What seems to be the problem, Charlie? Diagnosis? Symptoms? I’m not a doctor, y’know…”

“Uuuugh, we’ve tried doctors but… they say he’s perfectly healthy! Even after that brief stint with the wild Pokemon… he shouldn’t be relatively prone to feral outbursts anytime soon but SQUAWK! Something’s just off about him… and he can’t be sick either! No symptoms! Why, he’s looking pinker than ever!”

“Yeah, I can see that... he’s practically glowing… almost as if he’s shining.” Breen drops his juggling act for a moment, sitting on the desk, before ripping through his satchel and pulling out a comic-book. “Shining… more like shiny... just like in issue thirty-five of the Capered Karp, Shiny Pokemon are near exact with different colorations and a Wigglytuff’s coloration is different - just slightly!” He adjusts his glasses, staring up at Wally closer. “Yup! Sparkles!”

“SQUAWK! Are you saying that Wally is SPARKLY and SHINY?”

“Oh, yes! Oh… no…

The intercom for the guild blasted on. Breen is standing behind the desk, speaking into a makeshift-microphone, using Loudred as an amplifier by yelling into his ear. The intercom echoes throughout the guild:

“Hey guys! Breen Torrents here. I have an announcement! So! Good news and bad news - you guys are all at liberty to pick which comes first - but what the heck, let’s get the good news out of the way! You remember when the guildmaster was rescued and had that little episode of his - well, he’s relatively cured and y’all did save him! Yay! That was pretty good, right? Gold-stars for all of you! Oh-kay, but bad news, right… uhm... so that’s not Guildmaster Wigglytuff - well, he is A Guildmaster and he is A Wigglytuff, buuuut he’s not OUR Wigglytuff - the definitive article, if you will. So, what I’m trying to say is - we got a problem. Big problem. Major big problem - so uh, Gavin, Magma, Donovan… oh, right, there’s two of you - and Gren! Report to the Guildmaster’s office! Thus ends the bad news for the night!”

Silence. Another intercom echo. “Oh! And I’m taking over as guildmaster for the time being! Again!” Click.
Thank ya, thank ya! Something screamed out to me about how Breen needs to get the FUCK out of the guild already - unless he’s cursed.
So uuuuhhhh, anybody want a wolf?
Hellooooooooooo!

Is anybody oooouuuut theeeeeere? Aw shoot, this is just like the Crystal Chasm all over again
Yoooo, hey, sorry about going MIA - I can get a post going for y’all still in the guildmaster’s office soon haha
I can post if you’d like, @Gavin! I’m in no rush, but i’unno if everyone else would like to wait too

I already have a pre-set plan of what’s gonna go down
I can post, but I’m also still just waiting on @Gavin and @Ridlins
I’m also just waiting on @Gavin and @Ridlins, in addition to you and Lugia, Lucius, otherwise I caaaaaaan’t really post.
Eh! I’ll probably think of something - Crusaders sounds good for now, but I might just make it a running that we always change our name... on the basis of Team Crusaders!

What a team - a Gible, Salandit, and two Aron with their Swampert guildmaster...
Also! While I’m waiting on y’all to post - @Gavin,@Ridlins,@Lucius Cypher, @Lugia - any ideas on what your team name’s gonna be when Breen forces you into a group? Otherwise I’m gonna come up with something random and hope it doesn’t stick lmao
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