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 Posted: Tue Apr 01, 2014 7:01 pm
RCCaughtem "Yes and no. This is definitely a point in the past." RC says to Rhyme. Rhyme nods simply, heading off to have some delicious Ramen, thankfully far from where the other crashed onto the table. Hearing the commotion, a younger, still-human female wandered in, pulling blonde hair high up into a ponytail, letting it fall down to the back of her neck. "Easy, Venus..." The Houndoom at her side ceased growling, but her Mightyena barked loudly and left her side as she adjusted her backpack. Bowl quickly forgotten after a few bites, Rhyme yelps and immediately runs, scrambling up RC's back and clinging to him for dear life. Shadow thinks, then decides barking at RC would be a horrible idea and retreats to his trainers side. "Sorry about that. Derp mutt doesn't know the difference between Hybrids and real pokemon sometimes..." Rexlena apologizes, keeping a tight hold on the black collar around the now-embarrassed Pokemon's neck. Both Rexy and Rhyme are a bit oblivious to Cera for now.
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Posted: Tue Apr 01, 2014 7:08 pm
Anamineh RCCaughtem "Yes and no. This is definitely a point in the past." RC says to Rhyme. Rhyme nods simply, heading off to have some delicious Ramen, thankfully far from where the other crashed onto the table. Hearing the commotion, a younger, still-human female wandered in, pulling blonde hair high up into a ponytail, letting it fall down to the back of her neck. "Easy, Venus..." The Houndoom at her side ceased growling, but her Mightyena barked loudly and left her side as she adjusted her backpack. Bowl quickly forgotten after a few bites, Rhyme yelps and immediately runs, scrambling up RC's back and clinging to him for dear life. Shadow thinks, then decides barking at RC would be a horrible idea and retreats to his trainers side. "Sorry about that. Derp mutt doesn't know the difference between Hybrids and real pokemon sometimes..." Rexlena apologizes, keeping a tight hold on the black collar around the now-embarrassed Pokemon's neck. RC and Ryan blink at this development. What was this now? And it was only to get far more interesting. For in would come ANOTHER Shiny Rayquaza Hybird. He walks over towards RC and Ryan. "Well now, this is interesting. It seems I got split into two different beings." He says before pointing at RC "You carried forth my hybrid and family man self..." the hybrid points at Ryan. ". and you. You turned into what I would have had I remained human. Very Interesting. " he says. This Hybrid? None other than RC, Ryan "RC" Caughtem. What a twist!
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Posted: Tue Apr 01, 2014 7:11 pm
"Cera...?" Freth spoke up. "Wait...what?"
"It may not be time travel after all..." Doc said, trying to grasp at the implications being thrown around. "Especially we're seeing her here and in full awareness of what's going on."
"Full awareness?" Freth asked.
"What on earth is goin-"
Pressures. Two of them. Made Doc, Freth, and I fall silent. Pressures that gave the three of us chills. "My word..." Doc spoke up. I was almost afraid to turn around. Two pressures, dwarfed even Miles's by comparison. I looked back, slowly, only to see a sight I didn't expect.
"If you're thinking that I'm some sort of future you, forget it."
"Well, way to be a optimist as always."
I stared at the two. Two Articuno hybrids. Both me and Freth. Right there. I don't know what was leaving me more speechless. The fact that I was looking right at myself, or the fact of fearing to die at any second.
"Blizz, what's going on?" Tristen asked.
"Who pissed off Palkia?" I asked.
"We all did at one point or another." my counterpart spoke up. "And Dialga, Arceus...twice, Darkrai, Cresselia...who am I missing?"
"Let's just go with all the legendaries and call it a day." the Alternate Freth spoke.
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Posted: Tue Apr 01, 2014 7:27 pm
SubonicXP Sub completely ignored Tristen at first, having dove into the food anyways. "Tastes safe to me!" He said to Tristen with a mouthful. "Not I!" Sub shouted at whoever asked if anyone knew what was going on, he didn't care, he had food. "Darkrai damn you! You flamboyant bird thing!" Sub shouted in protest as his meal was ruined. "So you guys like everything?" A strange green creature with a bulbous head asked the group as she appeared in the room and began to float around, golden ribbons flowing behind her as she twisted and flipped in midair, was that Cera before her accident? "You guys must have a ton of questions. But before we answer that you might want to watch out, some other guys are about to appear." Old Cera asked. (The characters to appear next will be any of your personal characters you want to appear that aren't in the main canon right now. For older members that could mean characters from before our reboot [from whatever point in time in that universe you want], for new and old members alike it could mean an alternate version of your character, or maybe them from the future how you plan for them to turn out. Have fun with it.) "Oh sure, fine way to say hi... it's not like I asked to suddenly get blinded mid race and dumped on top of your food," he spoke up, brushing a few crushed Corphish tails off of his vest. "Define like, because a little news flash, most don't like suddenly vanishing and reappearing whenever or wherever we are... let alone seeing something I was okay with forgetting about." Cera really didn't like the feelings swirling around her, let alone wondering how she was staring at what had to be a living paradox. "You mean like Aden popping in, probably barely averting becoming some kind of weird overlord of something that doesn't actually exist?" Sol quipped. "Or showing up to a bunch of red feathers in the face? Hide your freaking wings already," someone else spoke up, very close to where Sol was. He sounded similar, if a little... obnoxious. "Do I know you?" Sol asked, turning around and trying to hide that he was all but speechless at seeing what looked like a dead ringer for him. Well, before he became a hybrid, anyway. He wasn't so sure about the pendant on him either, but figured it was probably some artifact. "I can't say I'm much for admirers." "Oh, for... not you again, I had enough of you for one life." "Come again?" By now, the lookalike turned his own back. "Hovers over me with a cloak, and even without one, meh." "You must be a regular ray of sunshine," Sol commented, deciding not to try and figure out what he was talking about. "I don't think I like any of this..." Amaranth answered, backing up a step as she saw more people and hybrids arrive.
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Posted: Tue Apr 01, 2014 7:27 pm
Blizzard120 "Who pissed off Palkia?" I asked. "We all did at one point or another." my counterpart spoke up. "And Dialga, Arceus...twice, Darkrai, Cresselia...who am I missing?" "Let's just go with all the legendaries and call it a day." the Alternate Freth spoke. "Then the rest of us should just blame you guys for getting us into this mess?" said an armored figure, walking into the room wearing a metal suit that looked like a heavily modified version of the one the group had stolen from the Toren. The face, revealed as the figure removed the helmet, was of a slightly older Isaac, now complete with a well trimmed beard. "Nice suit," Isaac remarked to his counterpart, "Did you fix the chi dissipation problem?" "Yah," Alternate Isaac said as he retrieved his Snag from a slot on the armor. "What you need to do is create a capacitor to hold the energy..." The conversation between the pair would become increasingly technical as the pair had their private discussion on the object of equal fascination to the both of them.
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Posted: Tue Apr 01, 2014 7:32 pm
Aile looked at the new hybrid, scanning her over. "Who are you?"
"Crystal. And this must be a Snagem reunion, then. Or something of the sorts."
"I bet. Looking at everyone around, this is one HECK of a reunion."
"But, then why am I here," asked a quieter voice, very shy and nervous.
"Maybe because you look similar to me, and might be joining this group soon. Like the outfit, too, very simple."
"What's the point of getting all these people together anyways?"
Aile and Crystal turned around to see four other people. One of theme looked very similar to Crystal, except she wore a simple dark purple tee and black slacks, and her hair was dark purple, going down to her waist and bangs partially covering one of her eyes.
Another one of the people was a Flygon hybrid, with short green hair and red eyes, wearing a dark green tee, tan khaki pants, and red goggles on her head in lieu of having eye shields like her Pokémon counterpart.
The final two looked remarkably close to each other, though one of them had the wings and ears of a Crobat, and yellow eyes. Said hybrid carried a Mightyena themed guitar on her back. The human girl had storm cloud colored eyes, and carried a violin case in her arms. Both of them, however, were wearing dark grey spaghetti strap tank tops, black baggy pants, and wore black sandals, with their black hair up in ponytails.
"Um, yeah... I still don't understand why I'm here." The human girl looked around nervously, clutching the violin case close. 'I'm Raine, by the way."
"Same here, though if you find another nickname for me, that's fine," the Crobat hybrid quipped.
"And I don't think we need introductions to our counterparts now. So, who did we piss off now," said the purple haired Crystal.
"And is this going to be some sick reality show for them," the human Aile asked, shaking her head. This was going to become a headache really quick.
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Posted: Tue Apr 01, 2014 7:50 pm
Lykas looked over his shoulder, wondering exactly what had happened to HQ, having been dining in the kitchen when someone spoke up. "Looks like you finally got here. I was wondering when I'd see you."
"Excuse me?" The hybrid asked as he walked towards the open fridge.
"I figured I'd become a hybrid at some point or another but I always thought it'd be a different one." The voice replied shutting the door and revealing itself. The one who stood before Lykas was identical to him in nearly every way. Except that he was a different form of hybrid. A shiny Milotic one from the look of that snake-like fromt he waist down.
"Wow....Guess I dodged a bullet going with the jellifish, huh?" He asked, not daring to question how this was happening.
"It's not that bad, really." Alternate Lykas replied, slithering over to the door. "You know, except for the complications with relationships."
"But we've managed to make it work, somehow, a young man spoke up as he entered the room, fire pouring from his scalp and joints. "Hi, Odd. have you found him, yet?"
"Nope. I figured he'd be in here but I don't see him." Alternate Odd responded as he leaned on the wall.
In the main room, Trishella appeared with her Swanna at her side, an extravagant baton holding her hair up in a very elegant bun. "Hmmm. This is interesting, Odette. I can't imagine how we've gotten here but I feel like it's no accident."
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Posted: Tue Apr 01, 2014 8:02 pm
"Excellent question my dear...kuku..." A voice called out in response to the girl's question, the same one on everyone's mind, why were they here? The wall behind the TV would instantly disappear and in its place was darkness and a staircase leading up to a platform which floated in the darkness. On top of the platform, sat upon a throne, was a figure draped in a black ragged cloak. The figure blended into the unnatural darkness almost perfectly, except for its twisted white smile.
"Where did all the freaks- er...Snagems come from?" Sub asked as he was now paying attention, still slightly mourning over the wasted food. "Another good question! Kuku! Perhaps I should enlighten you all. Please sit." The figure would snap its fingers and the Snagems would find themselves now forced into seats, all in rows as if there were in a movie theater. "Now then, where to begin...ah! Where you are! This place is modeled after the headquarters of a certain Team Snagem from another reality. That said, none of it is truly real, as you might have figured. Where we currently reside is The End of Time, Oblivion, The End, whatever you wish to call it, it's all the same. This is where time and space has come to a close. It is here where all realities come to an end, and existence ceases. The last atom is deteriorating, and all energy is fading away to nothing. All that is left is...Death." The figured smiled as he said the last word.
"The gods are dead, and now there is only me. As you might have guessed, I am Death. The reaper. For billions of years I have existed, watching the last of matter fade away, just waiting for my own existence to end as well. That end is near. So in the end times I have decided to use the last of the power once held by the gods to give existence a second life, so to speak. Woman Sol, you have that gem still, don't you? Let me take that...kukuk!" The gem was still in Amaranth's hands apparently, but not anymore as Death now held it up.
"I call it the Pearlescent Adamantine Orb, a mouthful huh? Kuku! This is the crystallized power of both Dialga and Palkia, that what remains of God, the power of Space and Time. With it, order can be restored to all realities and existence can continue as it once were. However, just righting things isn't enough for me, too easy! Kuku! So I thought I would make this into a little game with the best players I could find, the Snagems. I have brought many of you from across space and time, all to partake in a little game of mine. I call it the Great Snag, kuku. The game is simple. You will all be transported to the battleground, it is there that you must make your way to me, where I wait with the orb. The first to arrive will be given the orb to do as they please." Death explained further.
"The orb can be used to restore order, take you all home, and let space and time flow as it once did. However, such a large action would drain the poor orb of all its power. Instead, the victor could use it to become god. Make his or her own single reality as they wish. Wouldn't that be amazing? Kuku...but alas you are Snagems, a noble bunch, so it's obvious which option you would choose therefor it won't be much of a challenge now would it? Don't worry, I've thought about that too, kuku! Now then, time to gear up!" With a cackle a massive wooden closet decorated with carvings of legendary Pokemon appeared, the doors slowing opening.
"Reach inside and you'll find any weapon or piece of technology you are familiar with in your time or world. You'll also find any supplies you may need, I suggest gearing up. Now if you don't have any questions and are prepared, please sit back down and we can let the fun begin! Kuku!" He cackled. "Oh and of course, not participating isn't an option...I'm sure you've figured that."
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Posted: Tue Apr 01, 2014 8:20 pm
Rexy cursed beneath her breath. This is not what she wanted to come back to. She headed into the doors, completely ignoring what the figure said, shaking her head and muttering about how stupid this was.
"What...if we lose? Will we go back to our time?" Rhyme asked nervously, holding tight onto the arms of the chair she was forced into. The thought of actually leaving RC behind if she lost, the family she made in Snagem...would Beat even remember her if she returned to Shibuya? How much time has passed since then?
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Posted: Tue Apr 01, 2014 8:42 pm
Kain would wake up with his head in a complete ache from GETTING HIT WITH A F***ING GUITAR! It would be long before he noticed that he was for some reason in the living room, "Wha...? I wasn't here before." The pain would ring through out his head, making the hairs on the back of his neck stand. Kain would try and head back to his room to lie down, but stopping at a mirror Looking at the water Kain would see a boy with white hair and deep purple eye's, The boy was wearing a white and blue robe and a cross centered. Waving his hand in front of the mirror, the boy would copy reflect perfectly back. "WHAT THE F**K? I LOOK LIKE MY DAD!" Kain would scream into the air. "Katherus what's wrong?" A unfamiliar voice would say in his head, "Who the hell are you?" "Do you not recognize the voice of Arceus on this day, you one?" That would be all it took for everything to go black, and the only thing felt now was the cold tile floor.
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Posted: Tue Apr 01, 2014 8:44 pm
SubonicXP "Excellent question my dear...kuku..." A voice called out in response to the girl's question, the same one on everyone's mind, why were they here? The wall behind the TV would instantly disappear and in its place was darkness and a staircase leading up to a platform which floated in the darkness. On top of the platform, sat upon a throne, was a figure draped in a black ragged cloak. The figure blended into the unnatural darkness almost perfectly, except for its twisted white smile. "Where did all the freaks- er...Snagems come from?" Sub asked as he was now paying attention, still slightly mourning over the wasted food. "Another good question! Kuku! Perhaps I should enlighten you all. Please sit." The figure would snap its fingers and the Snagems would find themselves now forced into seats, all in rows as if there were in a movie theater. "Now then, where to begin...ah! Where you are! This place is modeled after the headquarters of a certain Team Snagem from another reality. That said, none of it is truly real, as you might have figured. Where we currently reside is The End of Time, Oblivion, The End, whatever you wish to call it, it's all the same. This is where time and space has come to a close. It is here where all realities come to an end, and existence ceases. The last atom is deteriorating, and all energy is fading away to nothing. All that is left is... Death." The figured smiled as he said the last word. "The gods are dead, and now there is only me. As you might have guessed, I am Death. The reaper. For billions of years I have existed, watching the last of matter fade away, just waiting for my own existence to end as well. That end is near. So in the end times I have decided to use the last of the power once held by the gods to give existence a second life, so to speak. Woman Sol, you have that gem still, don't you? Let me take that...kukuk!" The gem was still in Amaranth's hands apparently, but not anymore as Death now held it up. "I call it the Pearlescent Adamantine Orb, a mouthful huh? Kuku! This is the crystallized power of both Dialga and Palkia, that what remains of God, the power of Space and Time. With it, order can be restored to all realities and existence can continue as it once were. However, just righting things isn't enough for me, too easy! Kuku! So I thought I would make this into a little game with the best players I could find, the Snagems. I have brought many of you from across space and time, all to partake in a little game of mine. I call it the Great Snag, kuku. The game is simple. You will all be transported to the battleground, it is there that you must make your way to me, where I wait with the orb. The first to arrive will be given the orb to do as they please." Death explained further. "The orb can be used to restore order, take you all home, and let space and time flow as it once did. However, such a large action would drain the poor orb of all its power. Instead, the victor could use it to become god. Make his or her own single reality as they wish. Wouldn't that be amazing? Kuku...but alas you are Snagems, a noble bunch, so it's obvious which option you would choose therefor it won't be much of a challenge now would it? Don't worry, I've thought about that too, kuku! Now then, time to gear up!" With a cackle a massive wooden closet decorated with carvings of legendary Pokemon appeared, the doors slowing opening. "Reach inside and you'll find any weapon or piece of technology you are familiar with in your time or world. You'll also find any supplies you may need, I suggest gearing up. Now if you don't have any questions and are prepared, please sit back down and we can let the fun begin! Kuku!" He cackled. "Oh and of course, not participating isn't an option...I'm sure you've figured that." The bunch of us listened to the deity in question, listening to the explanation...if albeit being forced to. This was far beyond what I in particular was known to contend with. Dealing with Elementals sure, but our whole existance past, present, future, and alternative realities at jepoardy? "What the hell? Seriously?" "Meh." The alternate me spoke up. "Why are you so relaxed for?" I then asked. "...you really must come from a pretty laid-back time frame if this is phasing you like this." "I don't make it a job to piss off legendary Pokemon!" "BOYS!" Each of the Freth spoke up. "Yes dear..." The two of us said. "I would be more worried of the pressing matter of the fact of you two having to face each other if it came to it." Doc spoke up. I looked back to my alternate self. I knew that this was a fight that I was going to lose. The odds are too far stacked against my favor. I don't know what my alternate self would be capable of. We got up and started our way for the room. I watched as the alternate self grabbed a couple of gauntlets, then one weapon familiar. Hinterbane, the Ice Sword. "You still use that thing?" "You don't?" "I can't. It's broken...besides, I prefer to go fisticuffs anyways." I said. "Well, so do I, but it's nice to have something to fall back on every now and then." "...you sound like Sol."
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Posted: Tue Apr 01, 2014 9:25 pm
"Then say one of us chooses not to participate, or otherwise falls. Then what?" Sol asked. While the information was a lot to take in, he took it in stride for the moment. He had a feeling some of his innate traits weren't going to save him here, in any case, and it did explain why his sword was nowhere to be found.
Careful, he reached inside the closet, managing to reclaim that and a bag holding a few supplies.
"Ugh, you're still using that?" The other, more humanlike Sol would comment, only taking some supplies from the closet. "Yanno what? Never mind. At least I've learned how to stop relying on stuff like that."
"Only by choice. But judging by your pendant, I'd assume you're a channeler instead."
"The heck's a channeler?"
Sol opted not to speak further, sitting back down. If that other guy was him in any fashion, he wasn't too fond of him. That, and he felt like explaining what a channeler was would fly over his head or something.
"Wait, wait, whaddya mean, existence is over with!? All Ammy did was pick up a gem, and now everything's over, just like that?" Cera spoke up, practically flinging herself at Death. "What makes you think any of us would be so willing to play your little game, let alone fight?"
"Uh, sis, we don't really have a choice," Aden spoke up, sounding as if this was another typical day for him, "We're already here, at the end. I'm kinda with dad and that... other guy. We might as well go on with it."
"You sure sang a different tune back at Shalour City," Cera remarked, huffing as she was thrown a bag filled with supplies.
"Yeah, well, it was either go or stay and find out why that girl's Lucario kept staring at me. And chasing me when I decided to leave in the first place." After getting his own supplies, he'd sit back down with a hard sigh. "Though, haven't felt like things were taking this kind of eternity since when I fought Morty."
Amaranth had thought of speaking up to the two, until hearing what Death called her. "I have a name," she commented, immediately reaching into the closet without hesitation. On top of the supplies, she wound up grabbing something else in the process, something she wasn't familiar with. To her, it looked like a large, metal mallet. She wasn't sure about holding onto it either, what with how unwieldy it looked. Still, she was able to send it slamming down, making a small hole in the ground. "It's Amaranth."
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Posted: Tue Apr 01, 2014 10:14 pm
The trio that consisted of Kairi, Dante, and Lynnette had in fact appeared with the others, but hadn't made themselves very apparent, all of them feeling rather groggy from the sudden transport. Dante was rubbing his forehead, having landed face first, his glasses laying on the floor a short distance away from him. He would snatch them up quickly, getting them on as fast as he could so that he could actually see what was going on. Sitting in front of him though, was... him. Well, an alternate version of him anyways. The other Dante seemed to be a future version of himself, a Banette hybrid with a zippered grin on his face. "Woah... is that really me? Dante asked, his mouth open in awe as he stared at the hybrid. "Huh, nice to see my old face. Almost forgot I needed glasses before," the alternate Dante would say, reaching out with a fabric-y clawed hand to touch the bluenette's face. The real Dante would find his face heating up, smacking the hand away. He did intend to become hybrid someday, but, would his attitude really change that much? "This is before I've gotten much of a backbone, isn't it? Damn I was cute back then, just wish I hadn't been such a pushover in the old days," the alternate Dante said with a chuckle, leaning in close to his counterpart. A little to close for comfort if you were to ask the original Dante.
Over with Kairi, the redheaded girl would be faced with her own alternate version... A Houndoom hybrid who looked about ready to rip off Kairi's face. Looks like this version of herself hadn't bothered to work on her temper. The hybrid girl snarled, grabbing a hold of Kairi's coat and pulling her forward. "What's the deal with having this old version of me here. I discarded that face a long time ago," the hybrid said, baring her teeth. "What the hell is going on? I don't remember ever wanting to be a hybrid!" the real Kairi said, her eyes widening in fear. And that's when she saw the biggest difference. The main reason why this hybrid version of Kairi was so nasty. Both of the hybrid's eyes looked exactly like her own right eye, scarred and sightless. "Never wanted to be a hybrid, eh? Not even after you lost both your eyes, and had that scumbag Reno abandon you?" the snarl would ring through the air, and Kairi tried to squirm out of the hybrid's clawed grasp. "But, I only lost one of my eyes, not both. And... and I forgave Reno for what happened. He didn't mean to abandon m- I mean us. He loved us, he didn't want to leave!" Kairi said, feeling her feet lift off the ground as the hybrid version of herself lifted her into the air. "Bullshit. He always hated us. He practically left us for dead!" the hybrid called out. "No! He didn't... he wouldn't do that..." Kairi could feel tears springing to her eyes as the hybrid's grasp around her throat tightened. "P-please... l-let... me... g-go..." Kairi gasped out, barely able to form the words. Smelling the tears that were currently sliding down the original Kairi's cheeks, the hybrid released the other girl, shuffling away and sitting poised a little more like a canine than a person. Kairi rubbed her throat, making sure that the hybrid hadn't hurt her too badly. The way she just backed off like that was amazing though. Maybe she wasn't so bad?
The two versions of Lynnette that seemed to be standing beside one another, watched the scenes between the Dantes and the Kairis curiously, eventually turning to each other. Of course, when they saw the other, they still couldn't help but be shocked. "You're supposed to be me?" the two said in unison, pointing at the other as they spoke. The two versions of Lynnette didn't actually look too terribly different. The alternate version still looked pretty androgynous save for his goatee... Wait, he? Yes, that's right. Rather than being some super awesome hybrid, Lynnette got to see herself as a man instead. The two would stare eachother down for a moment before shrugging. "Good enough I guess," they would both say together.
And... fast-forward a bit to the current situation. The group of six would listen intently to the figure. All of them unsure just how to take all that was going on. Save for one it seemed. The hybridizied version Kairi seemed to perk up a little. The possibility of ripping eachother apart intrigued the hybrid. She didn't even care about getting a prize, she just wanted to get a bit of revenge at this point. The Houndoom hybrid would look over at a certain redheaded psychic channeler with a smirk, her tongue trailing over her teeth. The real Kairi would flick the hybrid's nose, causing the other girl to yelp and rub at her sensitive nose. "You harm him, and I will skin you myself," the real Kairi would say, completely serious. None of the others would even attempt to speak, unsure what they could even say at this point.
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Posted: Tue Apr 01, 2014 10:35 pm
Alternate Darts arrives on the scene, his purplish skin and glowing red eyes throw a forgotten hue on the headquarter walls. "Hm. Ain't no sign of alternate me. That is, seeing how I'm clearly the one and only real Darts." The Gengar hybrid throws a pair of shades over his crimson gaze, in order to block the fluorescent lights of the headquarters as he strolls in like he always had, like he owned the place. "Hey yo, where's the coffee?!" He shouts, strolling towards the kitchen in an unconcerned kind of manner, before rummaging through the beverage table to find what had to have certainly been there. He sips off the top of the freshly brewed cup of coffee, savoring the taste for a second before wandering back to the main room. "So. I take it we're saving the universe again, eh?" he asks, addressing every person and alternate persons within earshot as he takes another calm sip from the steaming cup in his hand.
Of regular Darts, there was oddly no sign.
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Posted: Tue Apr 01, 2014 10:57 pm
Finally stirring awake as he prepared to see Aria continuing to club Kain on the head, the red haired channeler was greeted by a much different sight. Finding himself in a strange realm as this unique creature began to explain the situation, Reno sat cross legged as he watched the performance and nodded in time to certain to a stranger next to him. Hearing the end and seeing the strange closet open up, Reno and the man he had been talking to both rose up and glanced to each other before focusing on each other. "What the (bloody) hell?" They uttered simultaneously, leaning in opposite directions as they attempted to figure out what made them look to each other.
"Wait, you look like me before I went hybrid." The other man realized, scratching away at the large grey X that stood emblazoned across his chest. Poking at Reno with a massive grey talon attached to a massive forearm, the Metagross hybrid staring him down.
"Well, I'll be damned. So why the bloody hell have ya dropped the accent? Can't manage ta muster the harsh tone anymore, ya pansy?"
"Well, unlike you, I actually developed as a person enough to be able to able to survive without it as a crutch. So y'know what, since we seem to be in an arena, why don't I eliminate you and anything else here that might remind me of that...stunted experience in my life." Across his strangely metallic face, a vicious snarl would cross his face as his red eyes began to burn more brightly. "Have fun, Renny. Try not to die until I get my hands on you" Letting out a condescending chuckle to his alternate version, the Metagross hybrid walked up to the closet and ripped out something before walking back.
Glancing between the assembled people and the closet, Reno walked forward before thrusting his hand and clasping something he knew would be valuable in this sort of a battle. Walking back before staring at the piece of technology in his hand, he strapped the device to his arm just above his SNAG before pairing the two up. "Okay, time ta see if this works like I hope it will. I know how the stuff works, so ti should work fer me." Reno told himself, Looking around to see a few other interesting figures appearing around him.
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Across the 'room' from where Reno and his double had appeared, Leslie would come to consciousness as another strange figure stared her down and seemed to be waiting for her to awake. Snapping into action at the odd figure who was staring her down, her second mouth began to wildly snap at the figure. Before it was snapped shut by a strange appendage attached to this person.
"Easy there, blondie. Out of the two of us, I'm the one with more experience here. Although that one is kinda obvious. Hi past me." The strange person would now be more easily visible as a slightly taller version of Leslie with the Mawile mouth managing to react like...a real appendage, rather than the club she currently possessed.
"Okay, me from the future. Whats going on?" Littler Leslie asked, slowly raising off the ground to examine the area.
"Well, I believe this is the time where things really get interesting. Its a little fuzzy but I think we are about to either save the universe or detonate it like a football full of gunpowder. Well, lets see what happens." Leslie calmly told her younger self, poking the closet and watching as it produced one of her Pokeballs.
Staring at the closet as her older self did so and doing something similar with the strange bit of storage and watched as she received her own Pokeball. 'Hey wait, this is that Doublade I captured. Never used it before. Well, guess its time to use..."
"Chulainn."
"Chulainn. Wait, why Chulainn?'
"Well, we are technically a Fairy warrior and the name comes from a similar sort of mythology. So yeah, if this foes right, i can hopefully teach you how to use the thing right."
"Well, time to wait for...Wait, is that Reno? No damn way! HE's alive!? I'm going to kill him!" Littler Leslie screamed, preparing to assault the poor psychic as yet another interesting person appeared with similar intentions.
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Aria, having been in mid-motion as the teleportation occurred, phased into this reality still swinging her guitar around like a club in an effort to hit someone. And she did, connecting with the head of someone that she did not notice due to blind rage and possible pent up...something driving her. Drawing it back before looking to who she had clubbed, she found a brown haired well-endowed girl with silver eyes where she had previously seen Kain. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry. Are you alright?" Aria panicked, attempting to get some sort of reaction from the person.
The girl would remain oblivious to the words that were being told to her until she turned to face Aria and stared for a moment. Giving a few hand signs to Aria and getting no reaction but confusion, the girl would release an Exploud and make signs to the Pokemon before it began to make sounds.
"Hello there. I am not injured, but you look strangely like myself so I'm not sure what to say. Where are we?" The Exploud managed to sound the words into a relatively normal voice, although the voice was quite androgynous.
"Okay then. Sorry about that still. But this just looks...weird. Maybe we can find someone else to help." Aria told the other girl, helping her back to her feet before beginning to examine the area and finding her girlfriend talking to...her gender bent self? Staring at the two for a moment before glancing over to the less speech able of their pair, Aria found that this one was staring like she was before. Grabbing the girl by her shoulders and turning her so she could read her lips, Aria told her directly, "No, the girl over there is mine. I'm not precisely sure on the boy version, but I call dibs anyways. Are we clear?"
Seeing a small salute from the mute girl, Aria looked tot eh now growing crowd around the weird closet thing and began to walk, keeping her guitar on her shoulder for the moment.
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Caught up on the needed information and already wielding her likely weapon, the girl walked over to where Lynnette and...Lin? were. "Well, I'm glad to see you two are here. And, as a side note, dibs on both of you. Now that that's settled, lets see what happens now." Content with herself even as the deaf version began to shake her head at Aria's antics, the two awaited the next strange event.
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With everyone here and all set up, Reno was left to glance around the area and take note of the three people who seemed content to send him death glares. In the first corner, we had his alternate self with fists made of metal and a loose grip on reality. Corner number two, there was a large Houndoom hybrid beside Kairi who seemed to be glaring strongly enough to cause some spontaneous ignition. And in corner number three, Reno could spy Leslie giving him a death glare as her second mouth began to visibly snap. Okay, her hybrid form looked cool, but it also looked prepared to eat him. Stupid conflicting emotions.
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