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Recent content by Butterfree

  1. Butterfree

    Taleska Ghost Town, N/A

    That easy, huh. Almost anticlimactic. Kill some guys, get the right one and then the whole thing just disappears, no fanfare. He half-chuckled at Jesse's question. "Well, she isn't, but it's been an uphill battle convincing anyone else of that. I guess you'd be familiar." Kind of absurd...
  2. Butterfree

    Taleska Ghost Town, N/A

    Of course it was the fucking Thievul. Maybe they could've turned the tide on day one if Lopunny'd just actually spoken up about what'd happened right in front of his nose. "And what then? They just let you go?" Jesse'd brought his body with him out of the dungeon, apparently. Even though he'd...
  3. Butterfree

    Taleska Ghost Town, N/A

    Dave spat out a last helping of sand. About as good as it got, probably. "For some value of good. Here I thought I was finally going home to my daughter." His heart was still racing uncomfortably, his throat aching and raw. He coughed again, and for a moment his stomach lurched with ringing...
  4. Butterfree

    Taleska Ghost Town, N/A

    Dave woke with a ragged, heaving gasp and immediately had a mouth full of dirt. Loose, dry earth pressed in on him from all sides, an impossible smothering weight. His limbs flailed desperately for any room to move, lungs clawing for breath. All his brain could process was the blaring alarm of...
  5. Butterfree

    Taleska Ghost Town, N/A

    Jesse was trying, but the dungeon wouldn't let him. Dave snapped his jaws at the dragging hands on him but either he couldn't reach or he had no power to bite down with any force or new hands instantly replaced any that let go. He felt cold Shadow erupting in his chest, but it refused to be...
  6. Butterfree

    Lucre Merrimere

    Jean stared at Mhynt with wide, round eyes. She really did have special superpowers! What was that swirling black and white stuff? She'd mentioned she'd already saved her own world before - that must be how she'd done it. How awesome!
  7. Butterfree

    Taleska Ghost Town, N/A

    Dave struggled madly against the Granbull's grip, but his body remained sluggish and feeble. Did the dungeon do this? Fuck. At that point it might as well have predetermined the outcome from the start. "You people are all a bunch of moronic fucking vultures," he snarled as more phantasms...
  8. Butterfree

    Lucre Merrimere

    Jean looked between the arguing Pokémon, unsure. This was all a bit confusing. If Feyza said the Barbaracle was wrong, though, that had to be right. "The waterways don't belong to you!" she called, getting into a battle-ready stance. "Leave them alone!"
  9. Butterfree

    Taleska Ghost Town, N/A

    Dave tried to wrestle away from the Granbull and his hot, fetid breath, but felt like he was submerged in sludge, his heart racing uncomfortably in his chest. "The fuck do you mean, my crime?" He stared at the fox as he struggled against the Granbull, or the ground, or his own uncooperative...
  10. Butterfree

    Taleska Ghost Town, N/A

    Dave glanced back at the dead Lopunny, neck crusted over with blood. "Fuck it. I'm getting out of here." He accompanied Jesse out the door, saw the crowd of phantasms, and turned and marched towards the edge of town without looking back, ignoring the voices yelling after him. Beyond the...
  11. Butterfree

    Taleska Ghost Town, N/A

    Dave blinked hard. What had just happened? He'd felt this weird fucking disorientation and then he was... sleeping in a room? For a split second he thought the whole thing had been an unusually vivid and morbid dream, but no, this wasn't the Haus back in Frontier Town, or any place he knew. He...
  12. Butterfree

    Taleska Ghost Town, N/A

    Dave looked away as they took him. At the Noctowl reading out empty religious prattle, at Jesse who stayed staring towards the gallows with deep, nauseous distaste etched onto his face. At the shouting mob of fake people eager to watch a fake guy executed for a fake crime. None of this mattered...
  13. Butterfree

    Lucre Merrimere

    Jean crouched down in a stance like she was getting ready to pounce, raising her tails threateningly above her head. "We'll torch you!" she announced, gathering flames in her throat. For a sudden moment she jolted weirdly, like it'd be scary and painful, but -- no, it was just a warm...
  14. Butterfree

    Lucre Merrimere

    Jean looked between Feyza, the fishing traps and the Binacle, blinking. So... these were her traps? And this guy (these guys?) was breaking them? (People did fishing here? But wasn't this a world where Pokémon were people?) Either way, they seemed bad. And they were supposed to fight bad...
  15. Butterfree

    Taleska Ghost Town, N/A

    "Okay, but did you see him with her? Did she seem into it or no?" (Not that it'd be proof of fucking anything if she had been, other than that Scrafty'd been embellishing what he claimed to have seen to grasp for an alternate suspect.) "Do any of you have any actually useful information?" If...
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