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"By the power in vested in the King's Guard by his majesty, Lumiose Tower is now on lock down. The elevators will no longer operate and civilians are ask to remain calm while the apprehending of a dangerous and illegal Pokemon is complete." A voice would sound out over the loud speaker informing everyone that they were stuck here. It was as if the voice had pushed a button that triggered something in everyone there as the civilians began to do just as Sub had feared, riot. Pushing began right away, and soon that pushing would turn into fighting. Fortunately the guards were now distracted themselves as they were turned on by the civilians, the Pokemon Connor attacked stunned briefly as they then disappeared into the crowd.

"That's the guy that caused all this!" One person shouted from somewhere as several people in the crowd now faced Sub. "Looks like he has friends too!" Looks like Sub was about to be another focus of their anger, along with those with him. "Let's take that Pokemon from him and get out of here!" Another shouted. "See? I told you guys! Now go!"

"Alright! Sheesh everyone's a critic." Darts growls, taking his thermos of coffee out of his jacket to drain the last dregs of it before tossing the cup aside. "Hold on to something. Well, er, uh, I guess in this case me." He wastes no time hesitating as he sweeps the jacket off of one arm first and then the other, the jacket swaying and attempting to stick to him like a congealed ooze as he peels it off of himself, revealing his shiny silver skin underneath the coat, along with his almost-never-noticed black tee. The coat squirms and struggles, the golden flecks at the bottom and along his collar bones winking furiously as he rips it off, and then with a half sob tosses it on the ground, a single tear winking in his eye as he gazes at his jacket on the ground for one brief instant.

Then, in the world we know as our own, an enormous roar like the scream of a vacuum pushed past its sucking limit would ring through the tower, and with a burst of blackened energy and a rip within the very fabric of being itself, Darts and the other Snagems would vanish, swept away to another state of being entirely, leaving nothing more but the haunting echoes of a sound unheard by mortal ears, unless they had encountered Giratina.

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The Snagems who came with Darts would appear to have landed in the same room as they had been in before, in Lumiose. However, there was a couple things distinctly wrong with where they had ended up. In Distortion World, not everything was backwards, some things were the same, as the world shared similarities, being two halves of the same coin. For instance, their feet would still be rooted firmly on terra firma... for the moment, gravity in this place seemed to be content to work properly. However, everything around them had an odd shimmering quality to it, as if to vanish at any moment. The second thing they would notice is that with every pull of their lungs at the air, every cacophonous beat of their heart, and every moment their bone flesh and sinew existed in this world, they would feel themselves in if not intense pain, at least intense discomfort, like their bodies rebelling against the agony of living. In the Distortion World, life is not the natural state of being. Death is.

Darts, for his part in things, was holding himself together pretty well for the moment, though his hands were shaking as he looks around. As a Ghost, and being already at least partially deceased, he would be the least affected by the world. By being a Giratina hybrid, he would be the most affected by the Distortion. "So. So here we are...." He manages to grit out, his silvery trembling hands clenching and unclenching as he fights to keep control. "I would... I would not stick around too much longer, if I was you...."

The crowd was briefly distracted by the fake Sub, but once the fake disappeared it would only be a matter of time before they spotted the real one again, who was scurrying towards the black jacket that had just hit the ground after the others were torn to another dimension. "Gotcha!" Sub said as he snatched the jacket up, quickly throwing it out, and scurried towards the glass windows that allowed one to look out at Lumiose City. He was getting ready to smash a window and jump, but something stopped him and he wasn't sure what. The jacket, what is wrong with that jacket he put on? Something wasn't right, his body froze suddenly and he had no idea how to make it move again. He had to move, and soon, else wise he would get lynch. Despite knowing of the dire situation, he could not move. The jacket is...Darts?

Well, so much for Sol getting in. He'd soon find the elevator was unusable. Hearing the loudspeaker, he had a feeling of what probably happened. "Hm, a shame. I won't be needing that, then." Quickly, he ran out and decided to start flying his way up the tower. Or at least to the terrace. Getting inside probably wasn't going to happen, but he was at least useful as a distraction. Or maybe to break a window. Whatever worked.


Amaranth, having too much to worry about if she stayed, grabbed Darts' arm and immediately wished she hadn't. Part of this was because of being whished away with such fanfare, to a place straight out of her nightmares. If her nightmares had a dose of reality-altering craziness, that is. She backed up a step afterward, slowly retrieving the Master Ball from her pocket and opening it.

Cera would emerge from it, looking absolutely livid. "Okay, whose bright idea was it to cram me into that ball- oh god, I think I'm gonna hurl." Having acute senses to energy sucked to this day, though at least she didn't have to worry about it affecting her as badly as they once used to. She did, however, have to worry about a place like this affecting her, the realm's weirdness immediately driving her up a wall and making her sick to her stomach. Plopping onto the ground, she heaved and lost what little lunch she had earlier in the day. "Uuuugh... I think that's passing now... maybe... Ammy, where are we?"

"I... don't know." Amaranth spoke up, all but frozen in place. She wanted out now. "I don't want to know."

Sub was finally successful in shaking off the strange vibe the jacket was giving off, allowing himself to finally move again. Now mobile he would release Monstressor, his Tyranitar, causing the mob to gasp in shock as the rock monster swung his tail to get them to stay back. "Monstressor! Break that glass!" He ordered. As commanded Monstressor would swing its thick tail at the glass window, a loud thud sounding out upon contact but regardless of the blow the glass was unharmed. "Crap, that's some pretty strong glass or whatever it is." Sub grunted, noticing the crowd was releasing Pokemon after Pokemon to attack him and his Tyranitar.

Fearing for his life he returned Monstressor and began to climb on the window which sat at an angle so that people could see the ground from high up. Now completely against the glass and nowhere else to go, he had no idea what to do. "Ladies and gentlemen! Let this day go down in history as the day you almost caught the master thief, Darts! ...Sub! My name is Sub- holy...!" He wasn't sure what compelled him to say that, especially in the situation he was in but he did. Regardless his audience didn't have time to admire his speech as he suddenly fell through the glass he was sitting upon, like a ghost.

"What the hell!?" Was all he could say as he began to free fall, Darts's jacket flapping in the window as he wore it. The tower was very tall, fortunately, and once Sub recollected himself he thought to release a Pokemon. "Pallas! I'm going to die if you don't get out here!" He shouted as he threw out one of his Dusk Balls, not even caring what would happen to it.

"Buzz!" Cried the vulture as it appeared from the ball, instantly noticing her falling trainer. The bird would flew out a ways and make a u-turn, dive bombing down towards her soon-to-be-a-pancake trainer and grabbing a hold of the jacket with her talons. Sub would have slipped through the jacket easily as Pallas pulled it but for some reason he was holding onto it for dear life the moment he fell, as if it was the only thing keeping him connected to reality.

"I'm alive...ha! I'm alive!" He cackled as Pallas struggled to fly with him dangling below. "How did I fall through that glass? I didn't break, I know it didn't." He mumbled to himself as they slowly went down towards the ground, the tired bird unable to keep them aloft. "Oh, sorry girl. Let me down on the ground." He told the Mandibuzz who promptly did so, the pair landing in some ally. "Okay, I'm alive. I'm out of the tower. Now, how the hell do I get those guys to come back?" He pondered slightly worried as Pallas perched on a nearby dumpster. "Man I could use some coffee after all this...an entire pot of it."

Sol turned to see Sub fall through the glass of the terrace, opting to make himself scarce from there in a hurry. He dropped down without a moment's hesitation, spreading his wings to slow his descent and land a little easier. He was quick about following Sub, eventually catching up. "You know, I heard that bit of bravado, Darb." He quipped. "Or would it be Sarts...?" Suffice to say, Sub wasn't going to live that down.


Amaranth started backing up as Darts, only to get pulled by Cera seconds later. "Ammy, you heard him! I dun think either of us wants to see the rest of... that." She spoke up, the two taking off for another room in the distorted Lumiose Tower.

Reno, slowly rising to his feet after the last bout with intense, brutalizing pain, felt his essence settle into a tense state versus the screaming in agony version it had been. Hearing the order to search for a mirror, Reno decided that if the realm had accepted his essence, he might be able to use Serene Senses to good effect. The second it turned on, the wrongness of the world came to a sudden screaming clarity of wrongness. The smell of the world felt like it was touch, taste suddenly became the way to feel emotions, hearing the taste of meat and agony, and feeling the words that were now reeking through the world. The complete reversal of normal life and the pure...mind breaking potential made Reno scream at the sky, agony ringing out in his voice as this sensation even went into his mind. "I will eat your unhappiness!!!" The man screamed, struggling against the feeling to point at his bag for the people around. Collapsing to the ground and continuing to scream bloody murder, the words "Ph'nglui mglw'nafh C'thulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn" slipped into the screams, the strange chant repeating indefinitely.

Leslie would flee from her surrogate father, watching as Reno descended into madness over something imperceptible. Glancing to the line pointing finger before he finally collapsed to the ground with images of horror crossing his face. Breathing deeply before crawling to the bag, she picked a Pokeball and thre it, yelling, "Ice Beam!!" Tesei appeared and obliged, a sheen of ice covering the area nearby in an attempt to give a reflective surface. Hopefully that might work.