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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2016 7:46 pm
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SubonicXP The rock was deflected and sent right back towards the weird Octillery, the sea creature immediately spinning around, letting out a whine, and vanishing into thin air. A strange green crystal was left behind in its place. This just keeps getting weirder. "Okay...? That was simple enough. What's this, though?" Cera asked herself as she saw the odd crystal. "This isn't the mask he was looking for, was it? Can't be..." As she picked it up, she held it over her head and let the light of the area shine through. Whatever it was, it looked like it was worth a little bit of money to the right person. For now, she'd hold on to it, unable to fully make heads or tails of it. She was more worried about finding a way around this strange place, feeling less and less familiar by the second.
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2016 7:53 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2016 8:05 pm
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"Wait, no, get away from MEEEEE!" Cera yelled, to no avail. The hand grabbed her before she knew it, bringing her back to the world she thought she had left. She still had the newspaper clipping and crystal, but it was hardly anything to go on. She tried to think about it, at least until Darts' entrance was all too apparent and had a payment attached that she was never going to pay.
Odder still, she saw the weird man talking about some "mask" on Darts. Must've been his face, it did look like it could be a mask. "If he can take his face off like a mask, I'll eat one of the pillows in Ammy's room," she remarked.
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2016 8:06 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2016 8:11 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2016 8:36 pm
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SubonicXP "Well I have all sorts of masks! Some that make you bigger, some that make you see the unseen, some that-" Before the Happy Mask Salesman could finish his ramble Cera spoke up and alluded to the fact that Darts was not wearing a mask and the gold ornament was just part of his body. "...you tried to trick me! Swindler! How dare you!" The man said as he stomped back and forth, angry. "You want a mask!? How about this one!" The angry man then took one of the masks off his giant sack and shoved it onto Darts' face. A strange thing would happy as soon as the mask touched his face. Should Darts try to remove the mask he would find it was stuck, not only that but it was starting to become one with him! What happened next was something Darts will try to forget for a long time...meanwhile Cera had to watch. "AHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Darts screams, feeling his body shifting and warping. His limbs would stretch and elongate, his nose would thrust through his crest and warp into a strange conical design out in front of his eyes. There would be a whole series of twisting, screaming, pleading, crying, and dry heaving that would play itself out in front of Cera as he transformed into an odd-looking plant man that was violent shade of maroon. Wearing a jacket. "What... happened..." The gambler gasps, looking at his strange wooden digits.
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2016 8:40 pm
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SubonicXP The hand would squeal as it was hit by the Shadow Claw, the weird creature recoiling in pain and yet it skittered back towards him, the hand jumping up, making a fist, and attempting to slam down on him from above. "Oh no!" Odd squeaked out, dodging to the side when the disembodied hand formed a fist and tried to squish him. Rolling with great care not to cut his own limbs of, he straightened up on the other side of said roll to lash out once more. "Night Slash!" This time, when he swung the Sword Pokemon, there was no beam, only a darkness imbued slash, intent to giving this hand a good reason to not grab him again. Due to how close he still was, though, he didn't know if he could dodge it a second time, should the thing attempt to strike again.
While he had the chance, he released Rhythm, his Klinklang. "Autotomize." He told it, watching as the Pokemon's gears spun and ground like mad, sending gears of varying sized he wasn't even sure had existed prior to the move's use flying. One of them, a decently sized one that didn't look too heavy, landed right beside him. "Perfect." He said as he picked it up and affixed it, with a bit of on-the-spot engineering, to the bracer on his right wrist.. "Good, now I have something I can block with." He told himself before recalling Rhythm.
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2016 8:41 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2016 8:52 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2016 9:05 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2016 9:15 pm
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