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Re: Pokkén Tournament Choice Mafia - Game Thread
Perhaps losing their wits, perhaps making difficult decisions, the trainers begin speaking of more plans to finally settle the evil rotting within their group. They make plans for dying and killing as they see necessary. But they never seem to reach an agreement as to whose plan would be the right one, and in the bleak heat of the moment, some of them begin to shift their thoughts towards murdering over dissent.
By the time it all comes to a head, a Weavile's carcass is plunged through both of a Garchomp's claws, sporting a crooked smirk even as death approached; and as if to synergically match the Pokémon, Kratos Aurion's hands brutally attempt to choke the life out of Zero Moment, his last drifting sight being a sudden flash of horror in his attacker's eyes.
"Meheheh... Worth it..."
As the last conspirator's Battle AR flashed out, his executioner sprinted away, fraught to the core with doubt and regret. Along with his partner Pokémon, he was lost to the woods that day, his fate left unknown and uncertain to all and sundry forever, but naturally, it was unlikely to have ended in a joy ride.
Somehow, the few remaining trainers could feel a spark of Synergy coming on as the deed happened -- as if the lethal struggle had started to awaken Gaia Power once again. With a knowing nod, they all rushed back to Ferrum proper.
The League as a whole breathed a sigh of relief as Sceptile, Pikachu Libre, Machamp, and a healed Mewtwo exchanged blows in the timeless Ferrum Stadium, each sporting strike steadily returning glorious glow to the Synergy Stone.
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Zero Moment, Weavile's trainer, is dead. He was mafia.
Kratos Aurion, Garchomp's trainer, is dead. He was innocent.
Town wins!
Give me a few to get the endgame goodies rolling, as this was, obviously, not exactly a precisely scheduled finish.
Perhaps losing their wits, perhaps making difficult decisions, the trainers begin speaking of more plans to finally settle the evil rotting within their group. They make plans for dying and killing as they see necessary. But they never seem to reach an agreement as to whose plan would be the right one, and in the bleak heat of the moment, some of them begin to shift their thoughts towards murdering over dissent.
By the time it all comes to a head, a Weavile's carcass is plunged through both of a Garchomp's claws, sporting a crooked smirk even as death approached; and as if to synergically match the Pokémon, Kratos Aurion's hands brutally attempt to choke the life out of Zero Moment, his last drifting sight being a sudden flash of horror in his attacker's eyes.
"Meheheh... Worth it..."
As the last conspirator's Battle AR flashed out, his executioner sprinted away, fraught to the core with doubt and regret. Along with his partner Pokémon, he was lost to the woods that day, his fate left unknown and uncertain to all and sundry forever, but naturally, it was unlikely to have ended in a joy ride.
Somehow, the few remaining trainers could feel a spark of Synergy coming on as the deed happened -- as if the lethal struggle had started to awaken Gaia Power once again. With a knowing nod, they all rushed back to Ferrum proper.
The League as a whole breathed a sigh of relief as Sceptile, Pikachu Libre, Machamp, and a healed Mewtwo exchanged blows in the timeless Ferrum Stadium, each sporting strike steadily returning glorious glow to the Synergy Stone.
-----
Zero Moment, Weavile's trainer, is dead. He was mafia.
Kratos Aurion, Garchomp's trainer, is dead. He was innocent.
Town wins!
Give me a few to get the endgame goodies rolling, as this was, obviously, not exactly a precisely scheduled finish.