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…And win, they did. It was only a moment, as the beast toppled over itself, it’s own bulk, it’s own bloated existence, drawing it downwards. But… After a moment, there was a flare of energy, a flare of light through the Dragon Sign on her and everyone else’s hands, and… She felt a rush of power. A droplet of water, and she was… Alright, again. Her wounds healed in an instant, and as she rose to her full height, she couldn’t help but smile; bringing her hand up to adjust her cap, as she let her rifle dissipate into thin air. “...Not even worth our time,” she remarked confidently, as she tucked her free hand behind her, and approached the others, so as to link up with them, all the while pulling her cap down just a bit further. Of course, the only reason she was doing such a thing, was to try and hide the dorky smile, and blush on her face; as she… Was not so used to wearing her heart on her sleeve, or trying to express a genuine emotion. But they had won all the same, and it… Much like her arts names, sounded sufficiently cool if she didn’t put too much thought into it. She had opened her mouth, about to ask the group for a sitrep… Only for Sabrina to announce that she couldn’t wait, and… To proceed to throw a ball of flames, which then exploded with some ferocity. There was a pause then, as Marshall stared at the explosion, but… With an approving nod, turning to her. “...While I do believe our teamwork could use some work, I… Would have to say, that our performance was quite satisfactory,” she agreed; doing her best to try and inflect at least a little excitement into her voice, even if it was a… Foreign concept to her. There was a pause then, as she once more raised her hand to her cap, and… Glanced away from the party. There were words hanging deep within her mind, the kind she… Normally would never have spoken, but… Given she was trying to be a bit more honest, and even… ‘Personable’... “...Sabrina Draconis,” Marshall began, her tone far more… Official, than she intended, even as she continued to look away from the girl. “...Was…” she trailed off, wincing slightly as she continued to force the words through her mouth, as if pulling teeth. “...Was I… Cool, during that fight?” she finally managed to ask, her tone sounding… Far more earnest, than she had hoped. “...Taking blows like it was nothing? Firing shots for misdirection, before curving them in to try and cripple the boss-unit…?” she asked, her face… Thoroughly flushed, as she asked her question; clearly embarrassed, but also… Unabashedly showing more of her true colors to the group.

Happy Birthday to @Yemachu who keeps the card maker going for basically no reason besides being a cool person

I wish that people would look or make efforts to include card art with their written texts. To me, as much as I don't understand about YGO anymore, it seems important. The visual aspect and the Dubbed Anime art were the most interesting features to me.

[Wild Card, Bitches] [Name:] Tobias [Attribute:] Ether [Specialty:] Attack [Appearance:] [Height:] 5'9" (175 cm) [Personality:] Forever a free spirit, Tobias is incredibly friendly with both strangers and compatriots alike. He is quick to act and slow to consider said actions, which has on more than one occasion led him to trouble, but he has an habit of finding his way away from it of it just as easily. Like a child who hasn't quite gotten burned yet, he perpetually reaches for the stovetop. His maintains a high energy, often approaching manic, and shows little respect for personal boundaries. Regardless of the difficulty that he causes, it is apparent that he means well, and is more of a pest than an actual problem. As if to make up for his easily annoying nature, Tobias is very helpful toward nearly anyone who asks him for help, perfectly content to spend his afternoon helping someone with menial tasks as long as they don't mind him talking their ear off. His actual interests seem to lie entirely in satisfying his own curiosity, as he wanders into dangerous areas of hollows just to see what he can find. He has a habit of taking things apart, though his success in putting them back together is mixed. It wouldn't be fair to call him stupid, but that is often the conclusion one would draw by monitoring his behavior. [Biography:] The one thing Tobias doesn't talk much about is his past. He typically dismisses attempts to learn more about him, claiming that what happened before is much less interesting than what he has going on now as a Hollow Raider. That being said, bits and pieces have been gleaned from casual conversation. Tobias belonged to a wealthy family as a child, but an "uninteresting turn of events" led them to rags, and quickly had Tobias fending for himself from a young age. Tobias received an injury while exploring on his own during this time, and has alluded to chronic pain related to this trauma. This injury resulted in the loss of his right eye. Through grit and wile, Tobias has managed to become financially independent as a fixer. Despite this, he has no interest in retiring and living comfortably. His gear, consisting of a metal canister tightly fastened to a harness, is stolen goods, and the group he stole it from may or may not be looking for him. While he has not yet made direct use of this device in mixed company, the seams between panels seem to glow faintly when he is within a hollow.

2 chicken sammich at the local chicken chain and a hiya papaya smoozie with honeydew at the local teamilk (boba/bubble tea) chain.

Hollow Raiders! Those bold and intrepid entrepeneurs who - albeit illegally - delved into the warped and dangerous depths of Hollows, either to extract and sell valuable etheric matter, or as muscle for hire. Many were just brutish thugs, but there were still those who had their conscience, their morals, or something else that others might say would just hold them back. The afternoon sun hung over Vulcan Quarter, through a large window, illuminating such a party of ethical ne'er-do-wells. The table they were seated at was flanked by booth seating on two sides, the window on a third, and a pair of chairs that had been pulled from a nearby table on the fourth. Khulan, for one, had called dibs on a window seat, refused to be talked out of her spot, and didn't hesitate to slam her head into anyone who tried to remove her by force. She quite liked her name. Khulan. Although, she probably would have liked any name, as long as it was hers. Madeline wasn't a bad one. Even if she went around introducing herself as Madeline though, fundamentally, she'd still be Khulan. Which was to say, names were just something used as a convenient label. A rose by any other name would still smell just as sweet, and all that. Which was why she wasn't particularly bothered by the fact that the group she'd gotten tangled up with had no name. Or if they did, she never heard it before. They were just some otherwise-nondescript Hollow Raiders who happened to be some pretty descript people. The building they were in had a name, though. "Frosted Tips." It was Khulan's turn to foot the bill for food today, and without fail, every time her number was up, she ended up dragging everyone here, or the pizza place across the street. And seeing as the nearby "Pepe's Pizza" was closed for renovations, Frosted Tips it was. She, for one, liked caramel ice cream that was practically drowning in whipped cream. And a cold soda to go with it. "Pepe's has been closed for a while," Khulan pondered, looking longingly across the street at the pizza parlor in question. She was actually pretty excited at first to have it be her turn to foot the bill today, because she was going to go to Pepe's which was supposed to have its big reopening today. But the sign still hanging over the door said otherwise. At least Frosted Tips was still nice. The best ice cream in Vulcan Quarter, if not all of New Eridu, plus some other good stuff for the lactose intolerant or the foolish. Good decor. Comfy seats. Khulan had called dibs on a window seat, and was willing to defend her spot by any means necessary. "Y'know, come to think of it, you'd think there would be more ice cream places in the Outer Ring. I never thought about that until just now." The call for adventure would surely ring out - as it so often did for Hollow Raiders - but that wasn't now. Now, it was time to enjoy some good food and good company.

Standing there motionless, as if a statue, the young woman's eyes flitted from case to case as she was met with the hardest of the day's choices. It was, perhaps, no exaggeration to say that what she did here would color the expectations she might have for the rest of the day. The time - Afternoon. The location - a small building in the middle of New Eridu's Vulcan Quarter. The mission, amongst a myriad of choices choose the correction decision. Though just looking at the choices they plainly were the volume was already great, but she knew that besides just the singular choice it would then give way to a myriad of others; a veritable array of choices hidden within choices. Blankly, the girl put a hand to her chin, the receiver of her choices looking back to her with a curious expression. "Um Miss?" She did not stare back at him, as to do so would derail her current train of thought. Each one offering its own pros and cons, before the girls eyes finally settled on an option. The one behind the counter looked at her curiously again as she locked eyes with him and then slowly pointed towards a flavor. Then the cup. Then the topping. And then started rummaging through her wallet for money. Though it took a moment the server of frozen treats seemed to get what she was indicating at and after a very awkward pause, the girl paid for her ice cream and sat down with the rest of the group. It was a medium cup of a chocolate coffee ice cream with rainbow sprinkles and gummy worms sprinkled on top. Putting her spoon into it the girl took a bite of the ice cream, an expression on her face that seemed to care very little about the dessert. Despite this, the girl continued digging her spoon into the ice cream, bite after bite, as the group discussed what they were supposed to be doing for the day ahead of them. Her eyes first went to Khulan who had mused about the lack of ice cream shops in the outer ring, which Soleil couldn't help but think about as well. Then the there was the talk about taking on a commission from someone who Soleil had very little familiarity with, or picking a fight with random street thugs. Soleil had very little interest in picking a random fight, especially outside of a hollow. She was, in spite of all appearances, something of a professional and getting into a random brawl without due compensation was not something she thought of as a worthy use of her time. She preferred fighting ethereals anyway. She thought about it more, though, thinking that crux of the issue here was getting in more practice for everyone and so she looked at the group once Reuben had finished speaking. Wordlessly, she pulled out her cellphone and simply showed it to everyone, gesturing with it. Then after a moment she looked over to Khulan and answered, "too fast." She tapped the bottom of her now empty ice cream cup to punctuate her point.

Reuben really enjoyed Frosted Tips. Honestly, who didn't? Ice cream was the dessert everyone screamed for, after all. He had a very simple scoop of cookies and cream ice cream on top of a cone. A simple classic, but he didn't feel the need to grab more at the moment. He was on technically on a diet, after all. He sat at the inside of the booth, his back straight and his gaze trained on his dessert. Dark sunglasses covered his eyes and a baseball cap adorned his head. They were a necessary precaution. While the chances of him being recognized were low, there were never zero. He calmly licked at his ice cream as he heard the others speak. "Pepe's has been closed for a while," That was really unusual. He sincerely hoped nothing happened to Pepe. He was a good man who knew how to make a better pizzs. "Y'know, come to think of it, you'd think there would be more ice cream places in the Outer Ring. I never thought about that until just now." Reuben couldn't speak to the Outer Ring's culture, but he did film there several times. He wasn't convinced ice cream could last long out there. Ashley was interacting with social media as they planned a shopping trip with Khulan. In a perfect world, that's all the younger members of the group would have to worry about. He really wished the world was different so they could just live an average life, like before the fall of the old capital. Then again, this group probably wouldn't have met otherwise. He'd consider that a small blessing in this world. "How's about we shake off some rust and go beat up some thugs in the streets?" Vincent's hands slammed on the table playfully, causing Reuben to look in his direction. "I can smell your lack of experience! It's a damn pity!" Vinnie took the spoon out of his mouth and pointed it to Khulan, "And nothing gets you more experience than some skeevy back alley brawling!!" "Personally, I'd suggest against it." Reuben commented. "We all know the one day we spend fighting hoodlums and running away from Pubsec is the day that we'll get some big commission." Wasn't that just how the world seemed to work? Quietly, he licked up the final part of his ice cream before spinning the cone on his finger. It was a simple party trick, but it also helped his mind from wandering. "Of course, I suppose if only Vincent and Khulan go, the rest of us could cover any commission that comes our way."

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Frosted Tips was the spot tonight. Vinnie was a fan of ice cream, and other confections of the sort, but he'd always prefer to frenzy on some high quality meats. A shame it wasn't his turn to pick the establishment tonight. That was on Khulan, and he'd never complain about someone else footing the expenses. Although, he always ended up ordering some more for himself off the collective tab. If he had really went wild, he'd end up eating his teammates out of house and home! Today his order was a classic, a hot fudge sundae with peanuts and no cherry. Instead, he asked that it be topped with a strawberry. It wouldn't fill him up, not even a little bit, but it would sure make him feel nostalgic for those old days when his 'rents took him out after a successful raid. He almost let a cheesy, sentimental smile crack. Vinnie had taken his rightful spot in one of the pulled up chairs. He took up a lot of space, and needed a lot of elbow room. Unlike his other thiren teammate, Ashley, Vinnie let his tail hang from the back of his chair. He was the type that people thought twice about before messing with. Imagine the ruckus he would brew up if someone had the hutzpah to step on HIS tail. He didn't make it any easier to avoid either, sloshing it from side to side in a fashion that could tear bodies of water asunder when he was in a good temper. It was as if he was almost asking for someone to pick a fight with him! Maybe he could pull off a bit of insurance fraud in the process. The possibilities were endless in such a packed location. Khulan was the first to speak up. "Pepe's has been closed for a while," And that's why Khulan had no option but to choose Frosted Tips, "Y'know, come to think of it, you'd think there would be more ice cream places in the Outer Ring. I never thought about that until just now." "Oh poor Khuly," Ashley was the next to speak up in their cutesy little tone, "Making up for lost time is so cute! We should really hit the town sometime, just you and me. I can show you all the coziest little shops that could only exist here in Vulcan, New Eridu. There's simply nothing to compare, even in the other districts" They went on to interact with their social media, no doubt getting tons of likes on the mundane pictures they were taking. Vinnie pinched his brow in disbelief that people had nothing better to do than wait for each and every interaction. Whatever made Ashley happy he supposed. "So team, I know I say this every time I go, but Jacky's gonna commission us soon I can feel it!" Vincent placed his hands on the back of his head, and leaned back in his chair. A spoon clanked against his teeth, as he began to instinctively chew on it. "You always say that, kid." Vinnie laughed. "Aw what the hell!! I think my six-sense might be telling me you're on to something." Vinnie leaned forward, placing his wrists on the table and clasping his hands. "How's about we shake off some rust and go beat up some thugs in the streets?" His hands slammed on the table, playfully. "I can smell your lack of experience! It's a damn pity!" Vinnie took the spoon out of his mouth and pointed it to Khulan, "And nothing gets you more experience than some skeevy back alley brawling!!" With a grin, he shoveled a scoop of sundae into his gaping maw.

There was a conspiracy afoot in Frosted Tips! Or so Ashley had jokingly complained when the call of where to eat was made by Khulan, today's sugar momma. She had been taking them here a lot of late with her turns and the thiren had made it a point to tease the girl that she was trying to make him fat to steal his long held cutest member of the group title. Though despite any objections the fox had continued their trend of crafting continuously more elaborate and vibrant ice cream creations. Almost as vibrant as the thiren himself, who was fresh off a dye job and sporting hot pink fur with a bright flourish of golden yellow with matching yellow contact lenses. Their tail was wrapped tightly around their normally exposed midriff, more for worry of it being stepped on in a busy place like a resataurant than consideration of anyone else. Ashley had seated themselves close to the end of the table though not on the two addon chairs. He always loved keeping an eye on the comings and goings in any place the raiding group found themselves. Not that he was ever expecting anyone but like there was some small hope of finding a familiar face in the crowd. But more importantly this position at the table let them flirt with the staff that served them more effectively. Other than perhaps making his shameless thigh gap from the skirt and sock combo he always wore more visible to them it was unclear what advantages this posed. It was all about getting the right angle and lighting and a dozen other things only Ashley would be thinking about in an otherwise mundane situation like a meal with the squad. If this could be called a meal anyway. The thiren's latest creation had been an exercise in color rather than flavor coordination but this didnt seem to slow their eating of it after a mandatory selfie with it. More noticeably Ashley had ordered an iced coffee and was already somewhat jittery despite being only a third of the way into it. "Oh poor Khuly," Ashley cooed at the girl's realization her old home was bereft of establishments like Frosted Tips. "Making up for lost time is so cute! We should really hit the town sometime, just you and me. I can show you all the coziest little shops that could only exist here in Vulcan, New Eridu. There's simply nothing to compare, even in the other districts" they spoke with dramatic flourish that would be nothing new to anyone present. Talking up simple boutiques for makeup and hair cuts like some grand display of culture was a unique talent of theirs. Another shot of coffee with a visible painful twinge of the face while downing it later and the thiren was carrying on like nothing had happened. Bouncing between eating and scanning their phone for incoming likes and comments from the ice cream pics. "You guys are too much." they muttered and giggled to themselves seeing a few comments begging for a livestream of them eating it. There would always be time to waste on the interknot of course so back to work. "So team, I know I say this every time I go, but Jacky's gonna commission us soon I can feel it!" They announced with an unearned pep. Jacky was their go to hair stylist and this would be the latest in a long line of "inklings" Ashley had had about them needing something done in a hollow. Even if it were true that an everyday woman like her needed work done in a hollow, the thiren had never communicated the illegal nature of his work as a hollow raider to her because of course he hadn't. Perhaps one day the two would have that psychic connection the fox swore they had fill in the gaps for them but until then this would be another largely unhelpful declaration. One of these leads had to stick eventually so he would go on undeterred in the belief those he interacted with on regular basis would eventually pay them.

While she was worrying herself over what she had said, wondering if there had been a better way to say it, she almost didn't notice Marshall calling out to her. The way she spoke made the young girl stiffen up and she was certain she was about to be scolded over something that she had done. She was even going through various apolo-scuses in her head but she was struck dumb as instead Marshall asked “...Was I… Cool, during that fight?” Sabrina was melting. Turning into liquid state. Sliding down through the cracks in the floor never to be seen again. Her face heated up as her brain finally caught up and screamed "OHMYGOD. WHENDIDSHEGETCUTE?" She was taken aback by the sudden gap between her words and actions and Sabrina found herself unable to answer right away. Thankfully Abby once again came to the rescue and proclaimed both of them to be cool which snapped Sabrina back to reality. "O-Of course, my comrade, you, uh, radiated a powerful energy and...truly...defeated our foes with a bang!" she closed her eye and nodded in a way she thought was sagely. Then she opened her eye and hastily added, "of course it was not to my level but none could possibly reach my heights, ahaha..ha!" She took a deep breath and, still blushing over the previous near meltdown, she glanced Marshall up and down. She was starting to see the woman...somewhat differently. She certainly wasn't as scary as before, at least. “H-Hey… sorry about that… I'm sorry I-I let the creature t-t-take me out like that… Ill make sure it doesn't happen again…" And then Gene spoke and Sabrina jumped a little. She looked over at him and, without intending to be mocking, said "Oh, were you taken out? I didn't notice."

Sabrina squeezed her eye shut as the orbs reached her. She anticipated pain but instead...she could feel power surging up through her. In her mind the formation of a new Art seemed to pop into existence and she gasped. Opening her eye up she looked around at the others in excitement, "That was awesome! Flawless Victory!" She gave a peace sign to the others, and clearly still didn't realize that one of them had "died" during the fight. The girl was buzzing with energy after the end of the fight and, more specifically, the power-up aftermath of it. "Ahhhhh I can't wait, everyone stay back!" She then braced herself, putting her feet apart, and put one hand out fully, while her other gripped her wrist. She had a smirk on her face as she activated the Art, and watched the small orb of fire appearing vaguely in the middle of the room in front of her. "Now let's see if I do.....this!" The orb then exploded and Sabrina jumped into the air with glee. "Ha! How awesome is that!" She spun around to the others. "I wonder how much cooler I'll get after beating up the big bad!" She then tilted her head as a thought occurred to her, "hey, I'm not the only one super hyped about this right? Like, we totally wrecked that boss monster just now we're kinda sorta unstoppable don't you think?" Was she overreacting? Was this actually not that big a deal? Maybe she should have played it cool, like an edgy dark swordsmaster who had just killed the villain and scoffed and said something like, "not even worth my time" or something. "Oh no did I miss my chance to say something really badass?!" The girl thought, trying to keep the unease from her face.

in some ways i kind of get it, like, if i ask for your favorite album and you come back with "austin wintory's journey soundtrack" i might feel like that's a video game recommendation and not a music one, grammy nomination or no. like i asked for a burrito and i got an enchilada, it's technically all the same stuff but if i wanted an enchilada i'd have asked for your favorite video game soundtrack. but that's not a debate on "real music" or not. music's music, lol, and we want to treat video games as the art form they are music's gonna be part of that.

Once the crowd realized that neither Jesus nor his disciples were there, they got into the boats and went to Capernaum in search of Jesus. -John 6:24 (NIV)Fen’s chimera question caught Melissa off-guard, partly in ways that it really shouldn’t have -- it only seemed like a non-sequitur because chimeras didn’t exist on Ambrosia outside of cardboard form -- and partly because she got lost in the mechanics of eating such a creature. Did each of the composite animals have its own meat consistency that required different preparation? The classical chimeric mashup was lion, goat, and snake, but Fen said, “a chimera” implying there was more than one, in which case, were they all like that or were there different types of chimera? If part of a chimera was fish, what were the implications of that vis-a-vis Lent? Could she only have the fish part of a chimera on Fridays, or would all of it be okay? Or none? Much to think about. In the meantime, she was now assaulted by expectations on both sides. Fen was still looking for an answer to her question, and Kasayee was nudging Melissa looking for funnel cake on top of the veritable cornucopia of food already cradled in her arms. Melissa obliged Kasayee first, tearing off another piece of funnel cake and resisting the urge to fly it around like a miniature airplane before offering it to the open-mouthed lizard woman. “Um, no,” Melissa said. “I haven’t- do you think there’s some here? Most of the stuff here I recognize, though, um…” She eyed the lizard tails both Kasayee and now Fen had in front of them. “... some of them are on the edge of palatability, I admit. But I guess a lot of fair food started as a novelty. As for other food, um…” She tried to think of something, defaulting to what she didn’t see in fantasy books (not that she read too many fantasy books). “...do you know what a sandwich is, and if yes, what kinds?” Melissa went to offer Kasayee another bite of funnel cake and noticed just in time that Kasayee was no longer there. She looked up and just caught her leaving the food area, now off staring up at one of the nearby rides. When she went to investigate, Kasayee pointed up at the sign and said, “What does that say?” The pair of words seemed pretty reasonable to Melissa. “Bumper Boats,” she read. “Um, I guess that could mean a lot of things. We had bumper cars back home, uh, little carriages with safety tubes so you could bump into each other, but boats could be like tubing?” Melissa’s curiosity was answered when she looked further. “Oh.” The graphics on the connected building made it seem like a combination of the two suggestions, which made sense. There was a problem, though, in the form of Tia also in the distance, and she spotted everyone as well. Even from this far away, Melissa could still see the glint in the woman’s eyes, and she tried to back away, or at least put Kayasee between the two before anything dangerously social happened.

TUESDAY NOVEMBER 15 Walking through the streets of Scarlet City aimlessly, looking for inspiration to strike as she oft did, Sibyl had eventually come across a blank wall in an alley. It was likely that she had unconsciously been drawn to this spot, being a regular area that was thoroughly cleaned and thus a fresh new canvas every time she approached it with today being no different. She never seemed to mind the fact that whatever she drew here would be inevitably scrubbed clean off, if anything the ephemeral nature of the art piece made the act all the more attractive to her, and couldn't help but want to thank the people who were working so hard to give her a fresh canvas every few weeks. She stared at the wall for a few moments, her thoughts continuing to go to the giant that she had felled as well as the tale of the sun being crashed to the earth. She had certainly thought of continuing with those motifs, yet simply recycling those motifs wouldn't sit well for her. She needed some kind of spin to it. Maybe the steam? "Yeah, that could work." Nodding to herself, satisfied with the direction she was about to take the girl shook the can of paint in her hand ready to begin painting. "Hey uh..." As the woman had begun spraying the wall already she stopped as an unfamiliar voice called out to her. "Uh...What...what are you doing?" Sibyl looked to see a plain looking man, not too much older than her and clearly having some kind of white collar job based on how he was dressed, before grinning wide to him. "I'm painting my next masterpiece. You want to watch?" "But that's...against the law?" "Well I wouldn't be a very good villain if I followed the law all the time right. I'm the demon villain, not the devil one after all. Ahahahaha!" The girl looked ready to get back to her work before the man called out again. "But...you should stop." The girl looked back to him, this time an impish smile forming on her face. "Oh, and what are you going to do about it then? You want to try stopping me yourself?" The girl sent a streak of paint across the wall. The man, shaking where he stood, could barely look her in the eyes as he threatened, "I'll...I'll get a hero here and uh..." "What, not gonna try and stop me yourself? You're the one with the problem after all. And I'll even respect you enough to stop for the day. Or..." Shadows began to cover the arm of the girl as she said, "are you afraid of getting hurt? So you're gonna get old big brother here to fight your battles instead? Fine, I'll just kick the shit out of them instead, and then it'll be your turn." The girls grin was betrayed by the wild look in her eyes. The man stammered, unable to get out anything more and only growing more fearful as more darkness started to crawl across the demon girl's body. Until finally he bolted out of the alley. Letting out a disappointed sigh, the shadows receded off the girl as she said. "Boring." Though her mood was soured, the girl went back to her art with no other disturbance to be had that day. THURSDAY NOVEMBER 17 Sibyl had been hanging out at the Moray's hideout, clearly excited about what was going to happen today. She hadn't really cared about the ramifications of what she was going to be doing, but having missed out on a raid against the casino with Caesar previously she couldn't help but feel like she was getting her cake and eating it too. She smiled to all of the villains who had gathered here as well, clearly uncaring towards Arcturus's clear nerves. Once the brief had finished and the floor opened for questions, Sibyl raised her hand and called out "yeah. Why do we have to keep things lowkey? Wouldn't it be a whole lot easier to just break into the casino and beat them up that way?" "We're just keeping things low-key until we get close enough," Arcturus said, clearly trying and failing not to sound annoyed. "Once we're there, we can go full breaking and beating, but I'd rather give Tidebinder as little time to prepare as possible." "I see, I see," the girl nodded along. "But if I get spotted I'm not sure if I can really slink back into the shadows. Stealth's not my thing after all." As if a lightbulb going off in her head as she said this she said, "but I guess that'll make you guys all the more surprising, ahaha." Arcturus looked at the Fates. "She's always like this, huh?" she said. Clotho beamed back. "Yeah, she's great." Arcturus sighed and returned to Sibyl. "I guess if you draw enough attention it'll help cover everyone else, sure." Then she wheeled around to face her contingent. "But don't any of you get any bright ideas about following suit! We don't need the whole city to know where everyone's going." Grinning she said, "roger! Ahaha, don't worry I'll be the best distraction you guys have ever seen."

Ooooooh challenging, I like that! For the list, I won't be counting Hisui due to them having the starters of other regions. So without further ado: Kanto Fully Evo - Charizard Mid Stage - Wartortle Base - Bulbasaur Johto Fully Evo - Typhlosion Mid Stage - Croconaw Base - Chikorita Hoenn Fully Evo - Sceptile Mid Stage - Marshtomp Base - Torchic Sinnoh Fully Evo - Torterra Mid Stage - Monferno Base - Piplup Unova Fully Evo - Samurott Mid Stage - Servine Base - Tepig Kalos Fully Evo - Greninja Mid Stage - Braxian Base - Chespin Alola Fully Evo - Incineroar Mid Stage - Dartrix Base - Popplio Galar Fully Evo - Rillaboom Mid Stage - Raboot Base - Sobble Paldea Fully Evo - Skeledirge Mid Stage - Floragato Base - Quaxly

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