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Leftovers was how we stretched out food and money to last. Make big batches with cheaper stuff and eat it through several days.

Rona noticed first when the peaceful night took a turn. She was already on her feet when Leon called to get ready and was halfway to Cormag when the creature let out a howl. This beast was unlike the others. Not only for its size. It was, frankly, terrifying. What could her axe do to something that looked so insubstantial? But Rona knew one thing. She had to kill it. Cormag, as the monster roared, took off towards his rider and landed in front of her. Refocusing her on the present. "Thank you my friend." She muttered, climbing atop of him. "Falcons!" Leon shouted. "Let's go!" "I'll clear a path, just stay behind me!" Rona followed up. The battlefield was, thankfully, spacious enough for Cormag to accompany her. Though there were still patches of dense trees that would be impossible to travel through. There were foes directly in front of them. Walking corpses, zombies, wielding weapons in their rotting hands. One, a lance holder, was far too close to Leon for comfort. Drawing her Bronze Axe, Rona urged Cormag straight forward and swung her axe, tearing into the monster's flesh, carving a path through its shoulder and partially into its chest. The softness of the bodies was disturbing. Had it been a regular human the blow would have slain them but the monster still seemed prepared to fight. With the number of these creatures in this area she imagined this fight could take some time. Could she hold out? If that...thing attacked her, would she be able to stave it off? Rona clenched her teeth as she fought the urge to tremble. Alexis felt pretty good. True, things weren't necessarily going perfectly as planned, but she had a good feeling that there would be plenty of opportunities to see love blossom within this group. Though it seemed that a strange and vicious beast wanted to make that more difficult. She noticed that the creature seemed to hone in on specific members of their group. Very specific. Mysteriously, suspiciously, specific. It only added to her concerns that these things were growing in frequency and strength. Leon called for battle and, though she wasn't technically a member, she wasn't about to sit this out. "Tana!" She called out for her Pegasus. The girl took a few steps forward and noticed Edda, staring in fear. Putting a hand on the girl's shoulder she declared. "No worries. Whatever it is, it's not confident enough to take us alone. That means we can bring it down." With that said she got up onto Tana's back and moved into position. Given how the trees were laid out she couldn't get a perfect view of the field but it was enough to identify where the threats were. There was an easy target off to the left...but that would leave her open. The path to the right looked to be a more suitable path, yet she couldn't reach there right away. Decision made the girl flew off towards the tree line. Using it as cover and watching through the gaps to see the enemy's movements. From here she could decide how to attack. She made sure to make room for one of the ranged fighters to reach the monsters on the other side, calling out "Use the trees to your advantage. They won't be able to easily cross and we can take em out as they try and maneuver around them." These foes were many, and fierce, but if they were careful...they could win.

Valerie and Pip v.s. Yuuka and Yuri Yuuka...Yuuka...what was her Quirk again? She only really remembered that the girl was rather quiet. Not very heroic seeming. She thought perhaps the girl was kind? Though that could only be because she didn't stand out as much as some of the more outgoing students. In the end what really mattered was if Valerie thought they could beat her. And since no one in her class got to that level she wasn't too concerned. "So it's just a couple other students? No problem, thought we'd have to fight a teacher or something. This'll be a snap." "Yuri's kinda bouncy...hard to get a read on her. But her quirk's pretty simple. She just makes super dense smoke...but it's kinda like a 'her world' type deal in the smoke...you know?" "Not sure I get it but..." Valerie turned to face the two directly, standing straight and proud, "all I gotta do is blow whatever they send my way back right?" Having said that one of her arms reignited, though not to the same extent as before. She had to take care of this fast. She couldn't imagine she had much more in her. And while she could she would prefer not to have to show herself in that state. The ground rumbled and she had to crouch a bit to keep her balance. As they stood there green turf rose up from the ground. The same could be said for the entire room. Even beyond the entire room it seemed. As the room began to stretch out, to more resemble the rectangular sports field it was becoming. The faux-grass ended up covering the entire room. On both ends of the field the ground, in a small square, slid open and soccer nets popped up. Each with a picture of Hitosume's face, giving an exaggerated wink, on top. As they stood there something fell down from the ceiling and hit the middle of the field. A simple, plain, soccer ball. It hit the turf and bounced. Once. Twice. On the third bounce Valerie made her move. She started running towards the pair and, with a grunt, shot out a gout of flames rushing towards the other girl. The one from the other class. She would end this before it began.

"Is that geodude all you've got, or can you keep fighting?" "Ha, of course not! You haven't even met my ace yet! This guy won't lose to anyone! C'mon, go Machop!" Kenta sent out his next Pokeball to reveal the humanoid Fighting type Pokemon. The Machop, as soon as he saw Kanon, started to flex as if showing off. Kenta laughed at his Pokemon's antics. "C'mon man, you can show how strong you are by fighting, go on, Karate Chop!" The Machop went directly from flexing to diving towards Bubbles and aiming a powerful downward chop at the Poliwag. --- "If we can't get up close without getting whipped, we'll keep you at a distance instead! Archie, light him up with a Thundershock!" "Tch, don't you know anything about typing?" Chad said, crossing his arms and smirking condescendingly at Oswald. "Bellsprout you can take that, just use another Growth." As Chad said the electric attack hit Bellsprout and, while it was a direct hit, didn't seem to affect the Grass-type much. "Now, Vine Whip again. Sorry dude this is gonna hurt." At least it would, if it had got off. However as the Bellsprout prepared to attack its body seized up in paralyses. "Damn, rotten luck. Shake it off Bellsprout you only need a couple hits off, he can't out damage you!" --- "Horn Attack." Naomi said to Princess, confident that the Rhyhorn was able to get the attack off. Unfortunately she was still struggling with the smoke and her attack went wide without even the trainer having to say anything. At another simple command the Horsea shot out more bubbles at Princess and the Rhyhorn seemed to struggle to stay up. Naomi frowned. This wasn't going well. She vaguely remembered that she was supposed to try harder. But what was she supposed to do? She heard the girl call out for a third Bubble attack and then it hit her. "Towards the bubbles, Horn Attack." Princess grunted and waited for a moment. As she heard the bubbles coming out of the Horsea she lunged in that direction and slammed her horn into the smaller Pokemon. The Rhyhorn was still peppered with the Bubble attack and, having taking several strong hits, simply dropped down. "Dang." Naomi said. "Well, you hit it, good job Princess." She said and returned the Pokemon. "Guess it's up t'you." Then sent out her last Pokemon, the Hoppip, Knight. "Should have switched right away." Fuyumi said. And gave a slight sigh at Naomi's confused look.

Girl's Night "Well, I need to know where to sleep anyway. So let's get going and meet this mystery person." Morgan grinned. "Very well, then let us be off!" She was a bit sad that the girl scout would be coming along. She was bound to ruin any potential fun Morgan would have with the Grand Reveal. But she could still try couldn't she? On the way there she told the girl, "Just be sure not to stare too much. Who knows what would happen to you if you did. But I'm sure it'll be fine....probably." Upon reaching the arena they found that the arena itself was closed for the night. "I always wondered what it is like after dark...maybe some other day." They had to enter through the apartment doors instead. Entering the, still rather unusual, elevator, with its many buttons going in directions beyond up and down, Morgan brought them to the lowest level where the security station was. "We should probably stay back." Morgan told Aurora. "I'm sure it will want to talk to her herself. You know. To make sure she isn't a problem." With that she directed Ross towards the security station. No one was there but, if Ross hit the button that was labelled "If service is needed, Gnash, the beholder security guard, would lower from an opening on the ceiling of the security station, having been on another floor, and turned towards the girl. With its many eyes, large, sharp, teeth, Gnash looked completely monstrous. Even his grin, meant to be friendly, would appear more savage and hungry. And then he opened his mouth.

"No no. It'll break through the walls and go to all the sides of the room!" "That's, um..." Cora was going to say that wouldn't happen. But truth be told the walls weren't all that strong. So the girl couldn't help but glance back at the wyvern with a bit of unease. Maybe it could break through? She doubted it'd eat them but...she'd rather not have her parents come back only to have to explain why they were missing a wall. “I don’t know why you’re so afraid of Peaches here, but she won’t burst through the wall, and she’s not nasty.” This should have made the girl more at ease but then she followed it with saying that the wyvern had a habit of doing things without its rider's consent. She knew how strong Abel was and knew that when he got something in mind it was hard to stop him. "Er...You sure she won't get....overeager?" Cora asked. "If she, ya know, really, reeeally wanted to get in?" "Now that we're all in one place, we should search the village and find out why it became like this. However, it would be prudent to meet up with the other three first. They should still be at the square, unless they have moved on." Cora jumped a little. The tone the girl used reminded her of the militia captain and she found herself snapping to attention for a moment. Relaxing as she remembered where she was she rubbed the back of her head awkwardly, hoping no one noticed. "Hey, um, I was thinking. If all the villagers are gone, what about the animals? That is the animals that were here before. My, um, friend has a horse named Cain you see. If we find him, maybe that'll tell us...something?" “Um… Other than a few times I’ve had to eat it because it’s all Peaches and I could come up with, I’d say that Raw Meat is… Kinda bad.” "Hm, hm, I see I see. So it hasn't gone that far...perhaps it takes more time. Or maybe it's only if you go into combat with them? Interesting, interesting...." Penelope could tell that Citron was feeling awkward. Truly, as a diplomat, she should stop. However this girl was just a simple traveler. It was refreshing to talk to someone she didn't know who she didn't have to worry about appeasing. It had been a while. So she was more than willing to continue with the conversation to see just how the girl would react. "Penelope you should get away from it! They're nasty, and eat people whole. And then your horses. And then your crops!" "It's okay, Tsetseg, I don't have a horse nor any crops!" She tilted her head, and tapped the side of her head with a finger, pretending to be thinking it over. "Though I suppose right now you all would be included in the 'people' portion. But I'm sure we'll be fine. It's not the first time I've almost been eaten, anyway, as you know." Citron used the opportunity to slip away and before Penelope could try and continue Catriona remarked that they should move out. The younger princess's face grew more serious as she nodded. "Yes, I'd like to see things for myself. Whatever happened here is most troublesome and I'd like to find a solution soon. Perhaps Gunther and the others have learned something." Gunther couldn't help but feel a bit proud he had managed to decipher what the animals were trying to say. Even if he felt that it might've been easier had they been real animals. But wait, if there were people running around that were animals what about the beaver that they had encountered before. The ones that he had been petting, especially...His eyes trailed to the beaver that was following them around. At the actions he grew curious so, as the trio set out to meet up with the others, asked them "Is something the matter? Apologies if I'm prying but you seem...upset. Though, I suppose anyone turning into an animal is bound to be upset...." He looked up at Shiro. "No offense intended."

As if some god got impatient the rest of the day seemed to simply speed by for everyone in MechA cademy. The day turned to night and then, as it always does, turned back to day again. Kelsey groaned as she heard her alarm go off and threw something at it. This, unfortunately, didn't serve to do anything but knock it off the desk. And so it lay there beeping and beeping. Another groan. "Ahhh, Stella the thing won't shut up." It was then she remembered she wasn't in a room with Stella and that, in fact, she had an entirely different roommate. The memory stirred her to get up and out of bed. Then she saw what she had thrown at the alarm. It was her arm. She laughed awkwardly and avoided eye contact with her roommate as she struggled to get the arm back onto her body. She vaguely remembered receiving a message from the school stating that everyone was to gather on a field attached to the gymnasium to have a meet and greet with the teachers. That's right. Tomorrow classes actually started. She had gotten used to waking up when she wanted but soon enough she'd have to go back to a regular schedule. Sighing at this realization she took extra time to get ready to go. Even if she didn't actually have much to do. The school had a uniform but it wasn't required, and the uniform was pretty much a glorified tracksuit anyway, so she just threw on her everyday clothing and set out. The gathering place was a giant field. It somewhat resembled a football field but much more vast. Clearly made with mech in mind rather than regular people. There was even giant goalposts at each end, though no clear end zone, and stadium seating lining the edges. They had been loaded up onto a large, flat, floating device that brought them out into the middle of the field. It was uncertain why they had to go there for this, perhaps to give a scope of the place, or perhaps just because it felt more cinematic. Either way they were dropped off in front of a small group of people who were standing behind the vice principal. "Good. You are all here. No need for role-call I have already memorized all of your faces and know that there are no one missing. No one that would be missed at least. I will make this brief. This group of fine and talented individuals are the people hand-picked by our principal to teach at this school. You are to treat them with utmost respect at all times. Some of them may seem young but they are the best at what they do, each and every one of them. Now, stay silent as they introduce themselves." The first was a middle-aged man. Stocky, but not muscular. With rectangular glasses and a fatherly smile. "Hello, my name is Dalton John, or Mr. John I suppose. Please, no toilet humor." He gave a pause and looked around, as if expecting laughter, before continuing. "Ahem, I teach General Education. I know, not the most exciting thing, but I assure you it's entirely important to know the basics in life. And I look forward t-" He was cut off as a small, black and white, dog popped out from the back of his shirt. How no one noticed the bulge was unknown but the dog immediately ran towards the students and began weaving between them, stopping every once in a while to be pet. "Mr John." the vice principal said, a warning tone in her voice. "I thought I said to leave that thing in your room." "I did, I did, oh the rascal must've slipped on board. Quite the expert stowaway he is." He knelt down and held his hand out and the dog ran back towards him. "Aren't you?" He said, baby-voiced, "aren't you a little stowaway?" The vice principal cleared her throat and Dalton nodded, scooped the dog up, and stood. "Er, well, that's all then. Suppose I should stop now before I get put in the dog house." another pause for a laugh before he chuckled to himself and backed into line again. The next to step up was a rather unusual sight. Someone you'd see in ancient documentaries about cowboys rather than an elite mecha school. She tipped her hat at the vice principal, who was looking on with barely contained contempt, before looking towards the students. "Howdy! The name's Charlotte. Charlotte McCarty. But y'all can just call me Miss Charlotte. I'm the history teacher in these parts. I bet y'all think history is just dusty books and stuff but I'm here to show you it's a lot more than that. Why just last week I was tunnelin' through some ruins and found an ancient mummy curse..." At the sharp gaze from the vice principal she laughed. "Guess I'll save that one for class, when the boss lady isn't watchin like a hawk." She winked at the students. "We're gonna have ourselves a real good time this year, promise." After that came a tall and powerful looking man. Somewhere between standing in line and stepping up to address the crowd he had lost his shirt and his rippling muscles were full on display. "YO!" He shouted out. "I'M JAX, THE MAX, BENTON! Don't forget it! I'm here to make sure you SCRAWNY WIMPS turn into REAL MEN by the end of the year. Anyone who thinks physical education doesn't matter to a pilot is an ABSOLUTE JOKE! I won't rest until you can fight off mechs WITH YOUR FISTS!" His eyes darted around the group. "BY NEXT YEAR YOU'LL ALL BE AS STRONG AS ME, JAX, THE MAX, BENTON!" With that he stepped back into line, shirt mysteriously back on, and the vice principal stared, stunned for a moment, before nodding to the next person. Lighting a cigarette before slowly approaching the next teacher had black hair and was wearing a bulky track suit. She looked at the crowd and sighed, kicking the ground absently. "Lilith Malkin, Mech Combat instructor. Just call me Malkin. I doubt any of you have what it takes but I guess I'm supposed to try and make sure you don't get yourself, or any innocents, killed. I'll be real if you can't handle my class you shouldn't be here. And if I catch anyone failing and trying to go rogue and pilot a mech anyway." She took a long drag of her cigarette then stared straight ahead at them. "I'll kill ya." With that she moved on back into position with the rest. There was a long pause while the last, rather familiar, face stared off into the distance. Only when the vice principal approached her and said something into her ear did she perk up. She took a couple steps forward, not nearly as close to the students as the rest had, and inclined her head. "I'm Florence Patete. Call me whatever. I teach Mechanics. Can I go now I've got projects to work on." The vice principal sighed. "You have to give them the devices." Florence stared at the other woman for a few moments before slowly nodding. "Right. Those things." She pressed a button on a remote and a large tray, held up by some kind of floating semi-sphere, moved towards the students. Each with a name on them, one for each student, they appeared to be some sort of bracket with a large dome on it. "Squeeze the bracelet. The dome opens. Press the button. Your mech will come for you.....As long as its within range...and not broken....and you're alive." She paused. "I guess if you're not alive you can't press the button." Another pause. "I might have to fix that. Maybe a dead person will want their mech." She started muttering to herself, not moving from her spot, and the vice principal moved in front of her. "And there you have it. These will be the teachers that you'll learn from the rest of your time here. Any questions ask them now. Otherwise you're dismissed."

No, no, this wasn't good at all! Gabby kept pacing. And as she paced she passed by the mirror. And whenever she passed the mirror she checked to make sure everything was fine. Everything was not fine. Her hair was ugly. Boring. It was just straight down without anything special done to it. She didn't even have any accessory to add to it. Maybe she should have just went with her usual after all. Especially as she was still wearing the same old boring, try-to-pass-off-as-fancy, dress as usual. The hair just brought attention to how she hadn't changed anything else! How could she be so stupid! Okay. Calm. Maybe there was time. She could figure something out. Find something to spice it up. Or just go to her usual and hope that she could pull that look off in this setting. Her phone went off. From: Melissa To: Gabriela Hey, I’m right outside. As if the weight of the world suddenly crashed onto her all at once Gabby dropped to her knees. There was no time at all! Why was she already here? A quick glance at the time. Who put the world on fast-forward? Okay, calm, calm. Gabby stood up, started towards the door, checked the mirror one last time, and opened the door swiftly. Like tearing a bandage off in one go. She was fully prepared to go full on with her Gabriela persona. It would be easy. Fake it till you make it right? Then she got a good look at Melissa. "Y-you look so pretty." She blurted out. Her eyes widened momentarily as her own words reached her ears, and, too long later, her brain. Coughing awkwardly she stumbled her way back into her more typical public mannerisms. "T-that is you, um, you look fitting to escort one such as I to...a thing...such as this!" Her face, cheeks tinged with pink, eyes unable to keep in contact with the girl in front of her, told a different story but she tried to at least stay in dramatic pose. "Remember tonight, Melissa, for it is the night you get an exclusive view into true royalty! It is a day you will remember for ages and tell your children about." She hesitated. "So...where are we going?"

Part of app making to me is determining if I can trust someone in the RP. To see if they are able to communicate things and follow instructions and so on. Especially important given how shaky consistency in this RP is specifically.

Cute must be protected and pet 8/10

Well, you have the link there right? Just go to that, hover mouse over the image, right click, select copy image location, and paste that into the text box here. (I did it for you on this post) It should look like this https://i.ibb.co/m0jSTnv/imagen.png

I can't give a review on the card (cause frankly I'm bad at that) but I should give a couple tips. 1. when you have an image link like that try copying image location (right clicking on the image) and posting that. Cause image links show up right on the thread. 2. It's good to put the effect in text under the card, especially for longer effects, to make it easier to read. Also welcome!

Aaaand so we have finished! I can't say I expected....well, any of these in the finals really. But they're certainly some interesting mons. The ranking goes as so... 4th, Ampharos 3rd, Ninetales 2nd, Torterra and first place goes tooooo Volcarona! Personally I am pretty excited that, of all the starters, Torterra made it to the finals.

I remembered another. Gravity Rush. The gameplay looks fun and I like the idea of gravity powers action/adventure game. Also the MC has a great design.

I want to force my taste on more people do the posts

What's something that you love that you know is objectively bad? As in bad quality/poorly made. Not like, bad FOR you.

Easiest question so far 5 4 3 2 1 28

I have been informed that people do read this

Team Showdown, Skuldafn "So you're just gonna skip over that last part huh? Seems pretty strange that a whole tribe goes missing...ya'll wouldn't happen to be the cause of it would ya now?" Lysa didn't bother responding to this, merely giving Taiga a disgusted look before continuing on, and moved on to the next subject. "Ah, forgive me. I just... never thought I'd actually get to see Skuldafn." Lysa nodded. "It is that. It's the greatest place in the region. We make sure to keep it that way. The traditions of this land will never be stomped out." "Rayquaza asked us to do some communing with you...you wanna tell us what that's all about?" "So he did not tell you we were coming?" "Lord Rayquaza doesn't often speak of such matters. Not...directly. But I did know someone would be coming. I just expected different. Perhaps one of the Disciples. But I suppose there are few of those around these days..." He continued on. "Lysa, start on some food. Make plenty. Once these three are finished they will need it." She nodded, giving one, last, uncertain glance at the group before heading inside. The elder then led them towards the area they had seen from atop the hill. Where, in the side of a mountain, a circular slab was embedded. On it was carvings of strange, reptilian, beasts. And standing in front of the carving was a muscular Gijinka. An eight foot tall Haxorus. Who didn't so much as flinch as the elder came up with the group. "Keeper. The time has come. These three are to enter the temple." The Haxorus didn't move. But his eyes flicked to each of the group. His brow furrowed and a frown appeared on his face. "I know it seems odd but times have become dire. Lord Rayquaza himself has sent these three. I know not what he's thinking but he knows what he's doing." With a slight nod the Haxorus turned towards the slab and, muscles bulging, shifted it to the side. Behind the slab was a hole. With darkness that seemed to stretch on forever. Isole floated up to it, trying to see inside, but couldn't. "Can we get some light?" she asked. "You will not need it." Isole wasn't so sure of that. But it was either this or stand around doing nothing. "Might as well, I guess." She muttered and entered. --- BGM They stepped out onto a path of light. It didn't seem solid but, as their feet stepped onto it, there was no give and the path continued on for several feet ahead of them. All around them was darkness. Small lights, like stars, could be seen every now and then. Objects would float on by, chunks of land, a pool of water suspended in midair, without anything holding them in place. Farther on they saw a waterfall. Moving in reverse. Glowing creatures, resembling fish, moved up these waterfalls and turned into large, serpent-like, creatures. There was no noise whatsoever. If any of them spoke their voice would sound hollow and despite the vastness before them there was no echo. "What...in the world is this place?" Isole asked. She turned and suddenly stopped. She could see the hole that they had entered from. Despite having moved along this path for some time it was only several feet away. "What's going on. How have we not moved?" As if to answer her questions, the lights in the distance moved, forming blocky letters. "A single path can only lead to a single destination." Team Mac, Ogren Ari let out a surprised squeak as Ari grabbed her by the hand. At first she simply followed along with him as they pushed past the kids, knocking a couple over in the process. "H-hey what do you think you're doing?" But then she saw Kazo pull ahead of them and shouted out "Oh no you don't, c'mon Ari, it's a race now!" And, without letting go of Ari's hand, she began to run as fast as she could to try and outspeed Kazo. Unfortunately, despite her racial advantages, Kazo had practically been built for speed and, he managed to reach the destination before either of the other two. To find that his mother was already outside of the house as if waiting for them. Mac, breathing heavily, hadn't let go of Ari's hand the entire way, and only seemed to remember after stopping. She pulled it back and told him, "You didn't have to do that you know, sheesh." Then, to Kazo, "I bet I would've won if I had been by myself!" Team Neo Not Dark, Merm Palace Kingdra looked guiltily at Easter as he spoke his piece. "It's not up to me how they raise her..." He said, sounding like he wasn't convinced of his own words. He seemed surprised at what Denku said, but shook his head firmly. "I...no, that can't be right. Even if someone like that comes here we can stop them. There are many of us. We know this place, the palace cannot fall...unless we bring them inside ourselves. Someone like that...wouldn't be allowed in." His own words seemed to make him realize something. He glanced over at Dora, watched as Brooke held the girl tightly, and saw Dora resting comfortably, head sticking out from under the Emboar's strong arms. He began to pace back and forth, shaking his head, before stepping off to the side of the staircase. He didn't say anything, but he wouldn't look at the group, nor the stairs, and just looked blankly at the floor in front of him. This seemed enough for Phione who, without warning, waddled her way towards the edge of the stairs and dove down, riding down the steps on her stomach. Dora, wriggling in Brooke's grip, said that she wanted to try that too. Whether by foot or by stomach they would be able to go down the stairs, single-file, quite easily. Eventually leading them into a cavern with stalactites that glowed with some kind of blue goop. One end of the cavern was open to the water. The only thing keeping the water from entering the cavern was the bubble that surrounded the city. "I remember this!" Dora said suddenly. "I've been here! This is how me and Gigi left! Bubble time!" Phione made it to the edge of the bubble first. She glanced at it curiously before sticking a hand out and, before anyone could stop them, put their hand through it. The group were surrounded by another bubble, like the one they had used to get to Merm, and sucked out of the cavern at an intense speed, throwing them into the bubble. Despite its apparent thinness, the bubble didn't pop. It felt much less solid than the one before but more elastic. As if they were walking on a pile of thick honey. Team Alola, Trailsau  As they talked among themselves the people of Alola would hear bits of conversations from the others. Most of it had to do with battle but there were also those talking about family, especially about tales of some of their family members being particularly stupid. Like one who decided to swallow an entire frog whole as a dare and got sick for three days straight. The food provided would be largely meat. Much of it being deer with some mysterious meat that, if asked, someone would identify as mountain lion. There was also much corn and bread as, apparently, on the other side of the volcano was large corn and wheat fields. --- On Randy's side he wouldn't make it all the way to Trevor's house before the young man himself greeted him. He took one look at Allie and said "Don't let her sisters see her like this. I'll take her from here." His voice was level and his expression rather calm but, if Randy looked closely, he would be able to see a hint of anger in the Flygon's eyes. Directed at him. Team Karaoke, Alpha Kayla made it to her feet and took place next to the others. She tried to look at Shaymin but whenever the girl would look her way she's hide her face. "Sorry about not moving." Kayla said softly. "We just...really want to help...however we can." While Gwen and the others watched on, the Enforcer gave Gwen's father a severe look. The large man nodded grimly and, without a word, slipped into the ground. Employing the signature Ghost move of Shadow Sneak to move undetected and swiftly to his destination. All the while the Enforcer fixed his gaze on Shaymin. Even from this distance he could still see her. And he was watching her every movement.

Alright nerd for your 100th post in this what's your top 5 least favorite Heroic Spirits?