05-18-2019, 03:52 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-18-2019, 03:53 PM by Lord Windos.)
.....Hehehehehe, I was wondering if you'd remember that part of our arrangement, once you'd finished mopping Arial Schrodinger and Spiritmon.
My voice resounded throughout my humble pocket dimension, my tone dark, slick, and amused as per usual. Then, I was there before them, sitting on the fallen Necrozma's head in the same feminine form I first greeted him in, with legs crossed and hands cupped across my chest.
Though I have said this before, I do think it bears repeating, little jesters: well done. You've completed your Transgression against the, hehe, once world's blighter Necrozma, saving the world of from its shining influence and keeping the state of things nicely in the dark.
*Chuckles*
Of course, you need some assistance from yours truly, and it your victory was hardly flawless or neat, but never the less you knocked its lights out not once, but twice, and thoroughly drove it further into foaming, raving madness, hehehe!
I thumped the inert Ultra Beast a few time to emphasize my point, gazing down on it with not a little gleeful mirth and satisfaction at seeing it in such a well deserving and deplorable state, before looking back at the jester and his court with a sweet, demure smile.
Overall, I believe you put on a most outstanding performance, Arial Schrodinger, one that I'll be fondly be remembering for ages to come! Such a job well done certainly deserves fitting compensation and accouterments, hmm?
With a wave of my hand, a dark hole manifest off to the side of the jester's court, trails of black lines leaking from it and drifting upwards towards the eternally black skies. I gestured to it, a playful smirk adorning my features.
Step through this portal, and you'll get everything you desire. A return to your world, dear little Riza alive and very well in your arms, and enough power to never suffer under another's yoke again if choose not to. Well, except mine and others like me. I wouldn't impose on you like that without great need or great rewards for you, though, but the others......well, all I can say is pray you never attract their attention in a bad way. Hehehehe!
Saying thus, I then leaned over Necrozma, held out one open palm to it, and pulled. With an audible *SNAP CRACK POP!*, a fanciful pale yellow crystal flew into my hand, and after giving a casual inspection I tossed towards Arial, who caught it automatically.
Oh, and here. This is Necrozma's Ultra Necrozium Z Crystal, the catalyst responsible for its transformation into its ultimate form. Normally it would be of no use to you, save as a trophy commemorating your conquest of the world's blighter, but......
I glance off towards Gaspar, a amused grin coming easily to me.
....I believe your big brother can make great use of it now, given his new lease on life. His Transformation will come with its own hurtles and learning curve, and he shan't be at his full Legendary capacity for quite some time, but I doubt you will let that hinder either of you much. So, if you can forgive my indulgence - or don't, it hardly bothers me - allow me to say thus:
Congratulations, Gaspar has become a Solgaleo! For more information as to how that happened or what his new form entails.....well, just think on it. It'll come to you, don't worry.
[As is, I'll provide the information in the Meta Thread, for your convenience Spiritmon. Don't want to spoil the moment with an overly wordy and mechanical explanation of their abilities, you know!]
I *Clap!* my hands together, and looked down upon the little jester with my signature smile.
And I believe that settles everything! Everything......but poor Necrozma. While I have several DELIGHTFUL ideas for what to do with the wretch, since you were the one to snuff its L i g h t out, I believe its only fair that you get to decide.
My hands spread apart at that moment towards the little jester at that moment. In one hand, held the Mamudo Eclispe, cold Dark and murderous intent coming off it waves, like heat from a radiator. In the other, a Master Ball, the ultimate Pokeball that would catch anything without fail.
Do you want its death, or its life? There is no wrong or incorrect choice here, Arial. Only yours. Take which one you think is best, and decide its final fate.
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SpoilerMy voice resounded throughout my humble pocket dimension, my tone dark, slick, and amused as per usual. Then, I was there before them, sitting on the fallen Necrozma's head in the same feminine form I first greeted him in, with legs crossed and hands cupped across my chest.
Though I have said this before, I do think it bears repeating, little jesters: well done. You've completed your Transgression against the, hehe, once world's blighter Necrozma, saving the world of from its shining influence and keeping the state of things nicely in the dark.
*Chuckles*
Of course, you need some assistance from yours truly, and it your victory was hardly flawless or neat, but never the less you knocked its lights out not once, but twice, and thoroughly drove it further into foaming, raving madness, hehehe!
I thumped the inert Ultra Beast a few time to emphasize my point, gazing down on it with not a little gleeful mirth and satisfaction at seeing it in such a well deserving and deplorable state, before looking back at the jester and his court with a sweet, demure smile.
Overall, I believe you put on a most outstanding performance, Arial Schrodinger, one that I'll be fondly be remembering for ages to come! Such a job well done certainly deserves fitting compensation and accouterments, hmm?
With a wave of my hand, a dark hole manifest off to the side of the jester's court, trails of black lines leaking from it and drifting upwards towards the eternally black skies. I gestured to it, a playful smirk adorning my features.
Step through this portal, and you'll get everything you desire. A return to your world, dear little Riza alive and very well in your arms, and enough power to never suffer under another's yoke again if choose not to. Well, except mine and others like me. I wouldn't impose on you like that without great need or great rewards for you, though, but the others......well, all I can say is pray you never attract their attention in a bad way. Hehehehe!
Saying thus, I then leaned over Necrozma, held out one open palm to it, and pulled. With an audible *SNAP CRACK POP!*, a fanciful pale yellow crystal flew into my hand, and after giving a casual inspection I tossed towards Arial, who caught it automatically.
Oh, and here. This is Necrozma's Ultra Necrozium Z Crystal, the catalyst responsible for its transformation into its ultimate form. Normally it would be of no use to you, save as a trophy commemorating your conquest of the world's blighter, but......
I glance off towards Gaspar, a amused grin coming easily to me.
....I believe your big brother can make great use of it now, given his new lease on life. His Transformation will come with its own hurtles and learning curve, and he shan't be at his full Legendary capacity for quite some time, but I doubt you will let that hinder either of you much. So, if you can forgive my indulgence - or don't, it hardly bothers me - allow me to say thus:
Congratulations, Gaspar has become a Solgaleo! For more information as to how that happened or what his new form entails.....well, just think on it. It'll come to you, don't worry.
[As is, I'll provide the information in the Meta Thread, for your convenience Spiritmon. Don't want to spoil the moment with an overly wordy and mechanical explanation of their abilities, you know!]
I *Clap!* my hands together, and looked down upon the little jester with my signature smile.
And I believe that settles everything! Everything......but poor Necrozma. While I have several DELIGHTFUL ideas for what to do with the wretch, since you were the one to snuff its L i g h t out, I believe its only fair that you get to decide.
My hands spread apart at that moment towards the little jester at that moment. In one hand, held the Mamudo Eclispe, cold Dark and murderous intent coming off it waves, like heat from a radiator. In the other, a Master Ball, the ultimate Pokeball that would catch anything without fail.
Do you want its death, or its life? There is no wrong or incorrect choice here, Arial. Only yours. Take which one you think is best, and decide its final fate.
Like the wind, I come and go as I please... but I am always there to provide a comforting breeze.
Member of Team PUNishment. Pun-pare for Struggle, make it Double Team!
Phantom is my OTP~
Online ID: 000650
Member of Team PUNishment. Pun-pare for Struggle, make it Double Team!
Phantom is my OTP~ Online ID: 000650
