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@spectrumwidemuses​ said to electriictyped: "Why the hell would I know where to find a Xurkitree?" Quartz snapped at the question.

‘You are one of them, are you not? The Ultra Beasts...’ The Jolteon’s fur bristled, ears aperk. Recalling how her master had been jumped by many of the strange Pokemon, she was prepared to attack at any sudden movement. But this one seemed different... Despite the attitude.

‘My master would like to catch one... A Xurkitree.’ Voltali was currently resting at their camp. She’d keenly recalled how they’d spoken of the electrical being.Tall, white fuzzy-head, and lanky black body that seemed to be wire-like. Not organic, that’s for sure. Her head bowed slightly. having sent Nikola out on patrol just in case, after all Alola was still unfamiliar. Having spotted the Pheromosa, she was quick to follow... But it looked like it was a dead-end.

Having not been attacked instantly like most of the other Beasts, her head bowed. ‘I apologise. Take care. There are still people hunting your kind.’

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The leftover computers in the base were such an oddity to her. The internal security system drove her nuts, constantly going off seemingly at random, locking her out of certain sectors until Neo reset it again. And… Well, since they were technically house-sharing, and the robot had expressed distaste towards its existence, getting someone in to dismantle it would be mutually beneficial. Finding someone who had enough knowledge to deconstruct such a complex network of security prompts and the like would be no easy task. Keeping it under the nose of her higher-ups… Even harder, and harder than that would be someone willing to do such a job.

By stroke of miracle led her to cross paths with the fox. And though she wasn’t exactly trusting, she could imagine that he probably felt the same way about her, as well, with how shifty and nervous she’d been during their initial meeting. And the whole… Having to invite her into her ‘home’, an abandoned Eggman base… Doesn’t set up for a very good first impression.

“How much for this again?” She asked, ears aperk. They had enough scrap metal to last them a lifetime, and whilst she could only scrap up a couple hundred rings, she could certainly spare a good handful of old blueprints and old models and prototypes the doctor had laying about in this old place. She fell quiet again, though, before sighing.

“Do you want a coffee or something?” Awkward...

@two-fluffy-tails

" Yo Mako I need y'help fo- " He stops himself when he sees Makoto in this..."furry" state. He takes his phone and take a photo. He smirks and leave without saying anything else. He'll probably use the picture for blackmail, that little shit.

“...F’ what?” There’s a confused pause, new fuzzy ears aperk. He frowned when Mackenzie just took out his phone, wordlessly, before turning to leave. “What?” He reiterated... Before realising what the deal was. Makoto just lunged forward, obviously aiming to snatch his phone from his alternate--

“GIMME THAT!” His tail is all fluffed up in agitation, claws extended. He’s not letting this one go. “ASSHOLE-- ASSHOLE!”

6/10

could survivor clown have aperk based on when he cleanse totems. he keeps one of the bones in his "collection"

That's funny, but meaningless for the gameplay. I don't think the small bones could save his life somehow. :v

saudade ( saw-dodgy )

* in retrospect, it's clear she saw too much * she'd traveled the world, by a uncommon good fortune, with high-minded friends & scholars * eyes wide opened & ears aperk no mere fool fresh out of school, she saw & heard the way things work who pays life's liminal wages who deigns to cash the final check paying for best-laid plans * loath to dwell on that party's blue lifelight turned dark no thanks to he knows who... * neophyte in the center, staged daring to speak against the rage of the to-be knighted's slight in full-on senatorial sight * that night no Epirote would celebrate the victory her story created lets say just - that something's been deflated in the reliving, leaving a taste though obscene in the saudade - unforgiving,  * longing for what might have been of honor & innocence... were he not given over to make offence. * 10/18 - lebuc - saudade  ( saw-dodgy )

KATIKA - keramický šperk, Okrem šperkov tvorím aj keramické zrkadlá. Najnovšie som sa pustila do šperkovníc a rôznych svadobných dekorácií https://ift.tt/2SsPReC

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“Sorry, sir, this area is on lock-down. G.U.N personell only. No civillians.” The feline informed, ears folded down against her head. Bomb threats, though infrequent, always had to be taken seriously. Her advisor had since stormed forth to help the higher-ups keep the situation under wraps, but she had been left behind in order to keep watch for any further happenings.

Purple gaze settled on him, brows furrowed, the furred tip of her tail aperk and alert. “If you continue hanging around here, you might get pinned as a suspect.” Her voice went quiet. She knew the fact he’d even gotten this far was a little suspicious, the police should have directed most of the crowd away.

Something felt off.

“...What exactly are you doing here?”

@ralphandraw