[Game Thread] Pokerole: Mount Coronet Mystery

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

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The bristly blacksmith scoffs at the colourful musician's skeptical remarks, shaking his head lightly.

"Kee, if there's any weight to their Legends, Arceas is the bloody god blessed Creator of the entire universe and ALL that is in it. If they've the power or capability to do THAT, then they can damn near do anything they please. *Snorts* Wouldn't surprise me if they've screwed around with their powers before or after the Big Bang, just to see what else it could do. Warding a place off from tresspassers of the uninvited would probably be a very trivial thing for it to do, unless it can't work it's magic on a smaller scale than 'universal' 

Ran nods at 'Gene's' answer, looking fairly content with it despite its lacking of substance.

"Alright. See what I mean, lad? *Frowns forbodingly* For one, I'm glad o' God Creator isn't waltzing around themselves no more. This world of ours has enough problems  and issues futzing around and conspiring or outright acting to make life more interesting, and having them casually hanging around would just make it all a whole lot worse. *Shakes head* I don't even want to imagine what would've happened if those bunch of lunatics Team Galactic got their mitts on it. Probably the end of everything as we know it......"

That ending remark shut his trap tighter than a Tranpinch's maw around its prey, and he remained in grim silence as he toyed with his thoughts on Arceas. He didn't often think of the Legends that may or may not have had an influence in making the world, but when he did it was always a ponderous, philosophical, and rather morbid affair.

That gets a sharp glare from Kee and a fierce hiss from his faeeveelution in response. "....Are you telling me I shall not ask questions I wonder about? (ಠ_ಠ) Bold of you to think I'll listen, you don't have parental authority over me." He demonstratively crosses his arms and looks away, all to give off an impression of a rebel blatantly going 'Nope' and leaving no room for any negotiations or compromises.

He calms down from that stance rather quickly though in order to join in Ran's soft-philosophical ponderings. "You're...not wrong on the enough-problems aspect, Ran. Absolutely not wrong... But maybe Their doing would turn things around for the better instead of messing things up more, we are just mortals, chess pieces for Them, we cannot know." Then, he raises his head to gaze up into the snowy sky, still amazed and befuddled that it's looking like they're in the dead of winter when  it's actually just beginning of June, and proposes more of a rhetorical question to himself than to Randolph or Gene. "Do you think They, Arceus, are having their thousands hands in the matter of why I am here, why I've been dragged here? Too much of a coincidence for me to be just an incidental victim of Their doing, there must be...some reason or intention." Kee almost runs into a tree due to getting lost in that pondering if it wasn't for Octavia's warning.

Once everyone is looking at their point of interest, everyone hears a voice in their head that none of the others can hear.  Four trainers, four voices.  For those examining the orbs of light, it's clear that those colored orbs are the origin of the voices they're hearing.  But the one that Randolph hears has no distinct source at all, instead sounding to him like it's coming from all around him...

The voice the musician hears is brimming with confidence, and sounds like it's backed by an unbending Will.
Well, who do we have here?  That willpower and perseverance I sense...you've been through a lot in your life, haven't you?  Oh, no need to tell me about it.  I'm not much for looking back on the past.  Looking forward, towards the future, is more my style.  And in said future, if I ever find out who did this to us, I'm going to give them a piece of my mind!

THERE'S that voice in his head he believed he has just imagined, loudly and clearly even, HAH! Kee cannot help but to be kinda disappointed as it does not sound like anyone of those who wait for him on the other side. A disappointment that does not last for long however. Still he ends up letting his hand phaze through that bluish orb of light, first hesitantlyto see how it feels and whether something bad happens, then more just because if it does not bring any negative effect. Instead of adressing the voice audibly, he just thinks a response, certain that they(?) wil hear him anyway.

"Please don't....remind me on all of that." There's a great portion of sadness and a painful strike of  loneliness in these words, but  it's coated in a sheer amount of willpower indeed. "It's stuff that happened in the past, as the grown adult I am now I should not dwell in it for long and look forward. Just like....you said, just like you do. Do tell me though, lake guardian of said will, what has happened? And what do I have to do with it?"