CYOA: Scrumptious Calem and Kuudere Serena's Tubular Voyage

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>>214130
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jC_bEuqPjWo
"Agh.... Y-You're right, you're right, my apologies... I'm just overreacting.. b-but you can never be too careful these days! I dare say, Nameless Aide, that last attack was far too close, FAR too close to my estate! B-Blimey, if I didn't know any better, I'd suspect these string of attacks were all intended for me! After all, you know what they say—being a mayor can do wonders to one's reputation, lord knows how many public enemy lists I must be on.."

"Nah, no way, nope. You are overreacting. You're overthinking it. These overnight assaults have been cruel, but our forces have detected no traces of a pattern in their foul play. They aren't targeting you, or anyone, they're likely young copycats looking to make a savage name for themselves, stalking and striking as they please. If we pay them no mind, they'll give up eventually."

"Wh-Wha-wot-wha!? That's not comforting at all! I could just as easily be next if their targets are unscripted!"

"Annnnnd if you are, you can always use the panic button beside you to call one of us in here. If you're really in danger, we'll come rescue you, sir. You have nothing to worry about. Now, get some sleep. You've got lots of mayoral-ish things to do tomorrow!"

"A-Ah.. Yes.. I suppose you're right. Nothing to worry about then..hopefully. I'll get some shuteye.. Y-You'll be outside right?"

"Yes, mayor. I'll be right out the door. Again, just hit the button, I'll come in here, we'll sic a Litleo on them."

"G-Good, good... just making sure... WAIT!—You er, checked the hamper, did you?"

". . . Goodnight mayor."

The door shuts, and the mayor of Lumiose City is left to his own devices within the depths of his private chamber. A little-known fact, he's been anxious of the dark and the creatures that dwell in it ever since he was a young lad, and the recent total annihilation of the moon does very little to quell that fear.

Kalos, and by extension—the world, now know nothing but perpetual darkness.

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>>214132
And as if matters aren't bad enough, the moon's destruction has acted as a catalyst of sorts for varying forms of mischief throughout the region. All-around, kids and snot-nosed tykes of all ages are using the night's veil as the perfect mask to commit lowly crimes. Though petty at first, these crimes quickly take a nosedive into downright savage territory. And thus, a crime wave is born.

Ever since then, nightly assaults have been happening left and right. Homes broken into, citizens disturbed, their innocence forever soiled. With Lumiose still recovering from the tyrannical onslaught led by the Drifler the Zepeli Organization, defenses are at an all-time low—a perfect opportunity for a dastardly fiend to make his move.

The mayor lies in his bed with his eyes shut tight, desperately trying to grasp at sleep. Seconds pass, but sleep doesn't come, and he ultimately finds himself wide awake, eyes fixated on the ceiling with a hint of paranoia looming over him.

"C-Come now... You've got to get a grip... It's but a little darkness.. Nothing to fear.. This'll all be over once the sun rises.. You're the mayor! Imagine if your people saw you like this... With reelections coming up, the town in shambles, and now this heartless crime spree, the last thing the lot of them need to know is your petty fears—no one would dare vote to reelect you if they learned of such an embarrassing thing, no siree! Not in the slighti—!"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hWwH9Fkmfrs

"BWAAAAAAAAHHHHH!?!?!!! What was that?! A noise?! A-At this hour!?"

>What does the mayor do?
A) Nervously engages with the supposed perpetrator.
B) Engages the perpetrator with a haughty, unafraid front.
C) Tries to convince himself it's nothing. Nothing at all. Back to sleep, homie.
D) Preemptively hits the panic button and calls for the Nameless Aide.

>>214135
C for classic horror movie tactics

Good to have you back Nate

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>>214130
holy shit I thought you had left.
Its been months since I read a chapter!
if you hadnt posted on vp then i would not be here.
;_; thx nate-kun

>>214135
D

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c

>>214135
B, man up

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>>214135
"BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH—!!!... No, non non... no, calm down.... calm down.. Get a hold of yourself... I-It's nothing... An-And even if it was something, it's gone now... your eyes and ears are playing shenanigans on you... It's nothing... It's nothiiiiing...."

Despite the mayor's self-assurance, his tone doesn't seem to reflect it whatsoever. He shrivels into a cocoon of his own blankets, shivering with forced bravery.

"Remember what your aide said.. B-Big stuff to do tomorrow.. Big stuff.. Big bumbling, mayoral-ish business t-to take care of.. Like m-mustache combing!.. N-No use staying up all night fearing something that's.. that's not even t-there... So silly.... even if there was something... I-I still have the button..."

When minutes pass without any more disturbances, the mayor relaxes, and actually succumbs to his ramblings.

"R-Right.. Right! Bah, what ever was I so scared of? Just a silly, nonsense noise, probably a Patrat or something. Suppose I'll call an exterminator in the morning then.. glad that's... ahh..... taken care of.."

"Time for...... dreams and whatnot..."

"Nice... comfy.... dreams....."

And so, the once-restless mayor talks himself into snooze.

Bad move.

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>mfw nate is back

C

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>>214502
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L_bjXnWMgiY
With no indication of how it even entered the room beyond a simple noise, a shadowy apparition lumbers out of the shadows—as if it had been there all along.

".............."

It is long, thin, ungainly, gawky figure, with skintight, rotting flesh and a hunched posture. Toxic bile dribbles out of its mouth, mixed with a foul, noxious miasma that taints the room whole.

It has no mind, it has no conscience, it has no sense of morality.

It lives only by its actions.

".... .... ...."

The mayor, none the wiser, is helpless as the fell creature drags its limp body across the room, moaning and mumbling to itself all the while. Acidic slobber coats the pristine floor with each step it takes, and though the noise rouses the politician, it does not wake him.

Not until it's too late.

By the time it reaches the bed, the covers are coated in acid and the room is thick with otherworldly smog. At last, the mayor's eyes twitch ever so slightly, and flutter awake just in time for a glob of bile to hit his beard, and trickle down its hairs.

"W-Wh—?!?!"

As if on cue, triggered by his tense fear, the creature raises its gangling arm and from it—produces a pair of shears.

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>>214618
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z6CaTL29_FQ
"G-Guh—Guuuggghhhhhhh!"

The creature makes two distinct clicking noises before committing the unthinkable. With breakneck speed, it thrusts its free arm into the horrified mayor's gaping maw and from it, yanks out an organ obscured by the smog.

The mayor reaches for his panic button but to no avail, accidentally brushing it off the table. Unable to scream, he struggles to free himself before the monster severs his strings.

"GAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!—........"

snip

His body falls, limp and motionless, as the creature dangles its prize above him.

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>>214677
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When the mayor's aides discover him the next morning, he is forcibly removed from office without so much as a second thought—by legal declaration of losing, not his life, but his sense of humor.

The ex-mayor is rushed to the emergency room, having been robbed of his laugh box.

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>>214681
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cn_vGeaVUzQ
The perpetrator behind the crime is never found, and the ex-mayor is dumped in the ER alongside dozens of other victims, doomed to never giggle again.

After his removal from office, the council of aides and unpaid interns come together to discuss their next plan of action. A metropolis struggling to pick itself up, savage night raids with no end in sight, and now a decommissioned politician who can no longer raise citizen morale.

Some hours later, a decision is made. The news of the mayor's fate is broken, reelections are cancelled, and the group confronts the one individual capable of stepping up to the plate as their new leader in these dire times.

"Deputy mayor, sir... the mayor's blown a funny fuse... I think you're well aware of what this means for all of us."

"Hrm..."

"So.. What's our next move, Mister Mayooooor...?"

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>>214749
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XNJ1RHUnX9s
"Hrrrmmm........ There's going to be some changes around here......"

"...and we'll sneak a wall somewhere in-between."

>>214754
Nate! I've missed you!

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>>214754
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["THE CITY OF LIGHT" — LUMIOSE CITY, KALOS REGION]

[PRESENT DAY.]

[PRESENT TIME. nyahahahahahahaha]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h23V0v158os
"Look at it..."

"All those smarmy butterballs...."

"And Kalosian croissants...."

"Their buttery, transfattery scent fills the town with a glazing appetite... an appetite...... for Inter-Cross-National Polizia vigilante JUSTICE.."

"It's here that my story begins. In the heart of this frenchy buttery region. And it begins with a scrumptious, chocolaty, transfattery Toblerone. Yes. I did acquire one, if that's what you had been thinkering."

"Sorry if my speech sounds kind of off, butterbag, you've got to know that this tub of strawberry jam isn't from this particular regiorino. I took many a class at the Learning Annex back home, learning languages and dialects alike for the regions Interpol would assign me to. It's like.. being prepperoni'd ahead of time, you dig?"

"Also.. I'm kind of old. A little headstrong. A little cookie too. Sometimes I don't mean what I say, and sometimes I don't say what I mean. I'm sure you can relate."

"Learning languages is hard, butterboy. I got a D- last semester, and my financial aid's run dry.. I can't apply for my associate's now.. but it doesn't matter, because I don't NEED verball communicobbling to get around. I've been all over the place, seen so many thingeroonies, I get by through instinct and instinct alone!"

"But... can instinct alone help me get to the frothy bottom of this cold case?"

"Interpol had assigned me to the Kalos region.. the big cheese enlisted me to track down a biggerer cheese and bring him or her or they or it or whatever to justice. Thing is, a task that cheesy is easier conveyed than completed, my butterbob."

"Where was I going to start.. What was I going to do? And if and when I ever got the start, how would I ever get to the finish?"

"All I could smell was butter. Butter for miles, no cheese, just butter."

"And that's when it happened."

A) "I DEVISED A BRILLIANT SCHEMERINO!"
B) "I took another nibble of the Toberlone..."
C) "I came up with a moderate plan that's doomed to failure!"
D) "That's when they escorted me out the cafe for monologuing in public, bringing inside food and not ordering anything, and general loitering."

>>215108
>A) "I DEVISED A BRILLIANT SCHEMERINO!"
This guy's smart.

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>>215108
A

>>215108
A

>>215108
D, most restaurants crack down on that shit

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>>215108
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=amNvDULdNk8
"IT IS WITHIN THAT EXACT MOMENT THAT I DEVISED A MOST BRILLIANT SCHEMERINO!"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xi_lFjhDRQo
"You see my fourth-wall reader rugbaby, I came upon the realization that this investigation could not be possibibbly be completed by my lonesome! A city as gargantuanormous as this? Not likely! It was a defeat I had to concede with, and CONCEDE I DID! For a man who cannot admit when he cannot concede is a man who cannot concede INDEED!"

"As you may have guessed, this was no one man job, no no my puppy guppy. To accomplish such a grueltacular task and uncover the sizzle smoky truth, I was going to need to enlist the aid of some fellow sidekicks, private investigibblers much like myself! Men who had their eyes both on the inside, and on the prize! Men who knew their way around this town! Men who could also protect me from penny pinchers and panty poachers!"

"But where.... I wunderblundered.. where would in the Heliolisk would I find such mercenary canaries willing to join my bureau on such short notice and not ask any questions about my identity..... ?"

"AS I PONDERED THIS... I got parched. Throat scratchy and dry like the deserts of Unova. And so I ordered coffee. No creamery. Why you ask? The lady waitress accused me of loitering. And so forced me to order something! AND ORDER I DID!"

"Unfortunately, I now no longer am with a bus fare. SUCH IS THE LIFE OF A PENNILESS INVESTIGIBBLER."

Welcome back family

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>>215321
Meanwhile, literally on the other side of the café..

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>>215344
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RR8_BMN68Ok
"W-Woaahh!? Y-You didn't tell me you were the CHAMPION! O-Of the whole region?!"

"You bet your worn patchy shirt I am! I was all like KERCHOW and KAPOW! Psssshhhh. Honestly though, it was nothin' but net. I could do the entire league again in my sleep if I wanted to. And you know that whole Nazi Drifloon invasion a while back with the giant attack robots? Yeah, I'm the guy who stopped that too. I'm something of a legend around these parts."

"Uwaaahh, Mimi! Can you believe we're having coffee with a celebrity?! I mean, having coffee at all is such a privilege, but this is like that times ten!"

"Nyaaaa, nyaaa, nyaaaaaa!~"

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>>215571
"siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip~ Are you done showboating yet, butterfingers? I imagine you don't want to overwhelm her.. emphasis on imagine."

A) "Wha? What do you mean showboating? I was just making casual introductions!"
B) "Okay okay, I give, it wasn't that tremendous..... IT WAS STUPENDOUS!"
C) "I'm just enhancing the lore with some seasoning, nothing wrong with that!"
D) "O-Oh my bad, did you want to show off for a change?"

>>215575
D.

>>215575
D, it's fun. She should try it.

>>215575
D

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>>215575
D

I'm glad we all moved to /qst/, I like the italics and bold font options

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>>215575
D
use pic related

>>215575
Straight Ds.

>>215575
D

D

>>215575
D. We have company, so we should act like a proper gentleman.

>>215575
Yo Nate welcome back, I'm glad you aren't dead.
D

>>215575
Is this even a question?

Of course D

Nice to see you again, Nate

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>>215575
"O-Oh my bad!.. did you want to show off for a change?"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I0AWOcxBnRY
>'Er.. Maybe now would be a good time to explain how I got here exactly...'

Indeed, a refresher would be pretty useful.

You are Calem, the accurately-aged eighteen year old young man from Vaniville Town (whew, time flies) who recently traveled across dimensions to the underground civilization of Phil'erup in order to both purify it of corruption and recover your not-so-dead buddy guys and girlfriend.

It was a rough tussle and involved a lot of lessons about religion and politics, but eventually you came out on top. With the defeat of the savage Lore Miser—Garakaw—you successfully reunited with your companions, in addition to believe-it-or-not—a comatose Shauna, who was surely thought by friends and family alike to have been permanently lost in a sea of memery and inside jokes

... the ones that remembered to mourn for her, anyhow.

However, Phil'erup turned out to be an unstable world due to the effects of one spotlight-hogging aura and was beyond salvation. With the world on the verge of collapse, escape seemed impossible, and probably would have been had it not been for the noble sacrifice of Dio and Master Pharos.

With their seemingly final breaths, you warped back home with your buddy guys both old and new, and a cast of clueless, evacuated townspeople in-between.

And for the ten seconds that followed, things were pretty cool.

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>>216539
Ten seconds later, you become slapped with the startling realization that you've been separated from all the people that entered the wormhole with you except for your honey-blonde wife. The instabilities of cross-dimensional warping ultimately screw you out of a perfect exit.

Any attempts to contact your buddy guys and check up on them are immediately dashed by temptation. Upon returning to your world, you and Serena were abruptly dumped into one of Lumiose's backwater alleys. Dingy, grimy, and covered in garbage, the desire to sleep in filth overwhelms you, and so you doze off with her for an hour or so.

Cue the lead-in for your current predicament and soon-to-be misadventure.

An underprivileged, down-on-her-luck girl with dowdy clothes and a sticky, unwashed Espurr to match ""catches"" you snoozing on what turns out to be her ""turf"" (not that there's any labels on it or anything). Fortunately for you, she's kind, friendly, and easy-to-please. And a little caramel too.

Of course, for all the stupid things you've both said and done within the past few years, you're not that dense. You realize pretty instantly that the girl and her cat are hobos—the smelly ancestor kind, not the bishie 'release-your-pokemon' kind.

A mixture of pity and curiosity (hey, maybe she could be a nice friend or exposition device!) settles in, and under the guise of reparations for "stepping on her territory", you and Serena decide to take her out to a cafe. What could possibly go wrong?

Oh wait. You could be rambling your life story to her the whole time for no reason other than an inherent desire to seek validation from her—a homeless girl.

All these pretty fonts

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>>215711
>tfw last three episodes
If this but a viewbait, I'll be mad as fuck

>>216641
What?

>>216690
tl;dr
/padt/ predicted major plot details for entire episode, memed into reality argument sequence including assault with snowballs, also memed "Okaeri, Satoshi", eyesex, special regards dedicated to Serena and some other shit.
You might like to check it, for what is happening now screams "endgame" at top of lungs

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>>216545
"Nyaaa nyaaa, nyaaaaa!~"

The hobo girl's dirty cat mews as it laps at a cup of coffee, which you're honestly not even sure if Espurrs should be having.

"Me? Show off? That's.."

If you're a bitter old man, than Serena is your bitter old wife—a sheltered maiden who once took malevolent orders with an icy glare, whom you came to enrich with the pleasantries of life and the subtleties of love.

It's a lovely, if long, story. To this day, you insist that it would make a great movie, but no producer you meet with wants to pick it up.

"Ah.. I must confess, I'm not exactly one for gloating."

Oh, how modest is she. You gently push her into the spotlight and she can't help but tiptoe back behind the stage and sip her coffee in peace. You're lucky to have her, and in fact, she's lucky to have you too. Maybe you can help her out.

>Which of your wife's merits should you bring up?
A) Talk about her filling. No way anyone can misinterpret that.
B) Well, she was part of an evil organization that once threatened to eradicate the world simply because it wasn't subjectively pretty enough.
C) She's an avid reporter who dabbles in a dying medium!
D) She has a hot successful sister who you will never ever meet.
E) She certainly knows how to keep your ass in line whenever you fuck something up.

>>217319
>this juicy first option

Well, nah, deer filling is Calem's only, so be it E

>>217319
D

>>217319
A

>>217319
C.

>>217319
E

>>217319
E

>>217319

C

>>217319
C

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>>217319
The tie was randomized.
Just as Serena shies from the spotlight, you wrap an arm around her shoulders and drag her back in, smiling throughout.

"Pssshhh, nonsense! I'll do it for you then!"

"That's.. not exactly comforting."

"Listen, shabby girl and shabby cat, and be bamboozled—for there's more to this reserved lady than meets the eye! Under her soft face and cool composure lies a woman who is not just taciturn but tactful! A woman who can lead you on for sixty or so chapters with her ojou mojo, rescue you from a tree trunk or a pit in the snowy wilderness, pilot an attack robot, train every day like she's never trained before to meet what others tell her are seemingly impossible standards set forth by her superiors, kick your own ass for a Mega Ring, bail you out of federal prison, and not to mention rob herself of her own innocence in an alleyway while trapped in your body after saving you from a pack of wild stereotyped anthropomorphic rapist chickens!"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pB0Uiq4NTs0
"...Funny, I was just hoping you wouldn't bring that one up.."

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>>218066
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=amNvDULdNk8
"O-Oh. Well, it's out.. slip of the tongue?"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6o96ppnVOF0
"Hah.. I guess my point is, she's basically my other half. Every time I trip, fall, slam my face on the concrete below, she's always there to pick me back up and patch my bruises. If I need back-up, she not only has my back, but my front too! If I'm wavering about something, she's there to reassure me and set me on the right path. She supports me, and whenever there are times she's feeling down, I support her too. Isn't that right?"

When you turn back to face her, her face is heated and she's taken to hiding in her hair.

"Honestly, butterfingers.. Very little comes out of flattery.. siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip"

A) Poke cheek.
B) "You'll have to excuse her, glowing praise is something she's still getting used to."
C) "D'aww, your face is all hot.... unlike these appetizers—W A I T R E S S !"

>>218249
C for cameo of a harem member

>>218249
A for lovey dovey

>>218249
C.

>>218249
A

>>218249
A, we haven't had a dose of deer filling in way too long

>>218249
A

>>218249
A

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>>218249
One can never have too much meme filling, and you haven't had some in a long while. Your finger reaches for her flustered face and prods her delicate cheek, and in response, she slumps a little in her seat.

Teasing her has never been more amusing, or easy. It's hard to believe she was once so stone-faced, so composed and reticent—so.. readily able to shut down any and all of your advances.

Turns out under the icy mask she's as sweet as can be. You're kind of like a spark in that regard, or a hair dryer. Whichever fits.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lzc-lkYSgwQ
Across the table, the hobo girl scratches the back of her head, more than a little stirred at just how cool her new acquaintances are. "Aw geez, it sounds like you two have done tons of amazing stuff together.. So many adventures, so much exploring... I sure wish we could say the same, Mimi."

"Nyaaa, nya.."

You draw back your finger as you hear the girl heave a longing sigh. Maybe you were a little too theatrical. "Huh? O-Oh no, it really wasn't all that great, I may have exaggerated here and there.. I mean, don't feel down! I-I'm sure you've done tons of great things too!"

"Ahh.. No, it's alright, you don't have to downplay yourself for me. These dumpy streets have been my home since.. well, as far as I can remember. They're all I know, Mimi and I wouldn't last a day outside this town."

"Nyaaaa!~"

"Mimi's my only real friend too. She's been by my side for as long as I can remember. And I think.. having someone like that—a friend that's there to share hardships and stuff.. I think it's a really nice thing to have."

"Nyaaaaa, nyaaaa.."

"A-Ah! You're right Mimi, what am I saying? I-I'm getting all sentimental in front of strangers again! Sorry about that, er.. Wah! We've been so fixated on this, we never even got each other's names!"

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>>219043
"Not to worry—seasoned Kalos League champion and one-time chocolate mogul Calem Calemson here, at your service!"

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>>219066
"Serena. Ehe~, pleased to make your acquaintance, Miss.."

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>>219108
"E-Emma! That's what they all call me. And you already know Mimi.."

"Nyaa nyaaaa!"

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>>219118
"Emma? That's.."

A) "A choice name!"
B) "..Are you sure it's not Emna?"

>>219134
B, even though she's a bit young for us

>>219134
B

>>219134
B for self humorous harem reference

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>>219134
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=amNvDULdNk8
"..Are you sure it's not Emna?"

"Um.. I'm pretty sure it's not. I don't even think that's a name.."

A) "G-Good, I mean, n-not that I care, because I don't, I'm not a bachelor any more any way!"
B) Apply face to table.
C) Take a long siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip

>>219162
C

>>219162
C

>>219162
C

>>219162
C
btw, buying proper rings when?

>>219162
C.

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>>219162
Emma.

Not Emna.

Emma.

NOT

Emna.

. . .

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JB6H8LpkE7g
>'I'm really starting to wonder what the criteria for this stuff is if Shauna can get by and this girl can't..'

"siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip~"

>>219410
Clearly there's a "one caramel per harem" rule we're overlooking.

this also means no Sina even though she's viable and because she's probably taking in Dexio dick

>>219410
>Emna
Isn't that the name of the king of hell? Sounds like a bad choice for any harem.

>>219446
The king of hell is a fish.

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While we're on the topic
>SM female protag will probably be named either Luna or Solana

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>>219410
You're about to enjoy another comfy sip when all of a sudden, a patron on the other side of the café decides to flail about in an unexpected tantrum.

Needless to say you're left with a scalded lip.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uS-WQf19ec0
"AAAAAACK!!—Wh-What manner of coldstone CREAMERY IS THIS?!?! What the gunk have I done to you madam waitress?! DONE TO YOU TO DESERVE SUCH POISONING?! Was it because I labeled you a buttery butterball when you penpal'd the order? G-GUH! I TASTE MILK!"

Oh dear.

>What do you do?
A) Interject! You can totally relate!
B) Not your problem bro. Watch from afar and upload it on Vine.
C) This guy's clearly nuts, you should blow this popsicle stand.

>>219641
C, time to step up for the little man.

>>219641
A

>>219641
>Vine
?
Anyway, A.

>>219641
B, need to work on those Pokevision views famalam

>>219641
C.

>>219641
A, as a righteous fighter for all things freedom, it's your duty to stick your nose in places it doesn't belong

>>219641
B

>>219641
A. My protagonist senses detect another adventure, and despite the fact that our last adventure nearly killed us, our friends, our universe, AND the universe next-door, we should jump in and meddle anyway.

>>219641
B

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>>219641
As a righteous fighter for all things freedom, justice, and politically incorrect, it's your civil duty to stick your nose in places it doesn't belong—and you're pretty sure your nose has just picked up on a spicy lead.

Sensing trouble (and the unforgettable buttery scent of adventure) on the horizon, you excuse yourself from your table to investigate the public disturbance. "Duuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhh, I'll just be right back, ladies!.. and cat!"

"Nyaah!"

"Try not to die."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u2osuI7HkFE
Skipping like a dandy fellow to the other end of the café, you come across a pretty strange scene. An unimportant background filler waitress is being chastised by the chapped, older gentleman she's serving. If the yelling is any indication, she's fucked up. It's pretty harsh, but let's face it, if you actually manage to fuck up an order as simple as coffee, you probably deserve everything you've got coming to you.

Of course, she's not just being lectured, she's being lectured... in his own special way.

The man's got his face buried in his hands, his legs drumming to a beat that isn't there. His table is a coffee-drenched mess, with shards presumably belonging to a mug scattered throughout.

In all honesty, he looks like a real dick. No not that kind of dick. A private eye. A gumshoe. A detective-y, Doctor Who-ish-looking fellow. The waitress watches him in confusion, but she need not be bamboozled, for all the answers she'll ever need in life are about to be spewed in foreign dialect from the dick himself.

"Listen, butterbowl.... and any other beanbags listening in.. A man likes his coffee like he likes his dames... so if you fumble up his order, it's like you're fumbling up his taste in dames.. so I hope you know what you're doing, madam waitress.. poisoning my innards with the venomously venomous implausible implications that I like creamy, buttery dames.. See here, I like my cream in my cheese, and my butter in my croissants, it's like peas and mashed potatoes.. they just don't go well together.."

The dick snaps his fingers at her.

"You're a lucky ducky, bubblebod. I operate on a universal three strike system. I'll give you another chance, but this time, this time, cut it with the cream. This cosmonaut's not headed to the milky way. Are we crystal?"

A) "Woooooooooahhhh, what's going on over here? Look at me, sticking my nose in where it doesn't belong!"
B) "Hey! Cream can be cool, gramps! Why you gotta be so tight?"
C) "Passerby passing by! You better listen to him, lady. The customer is always right!"
D) "Calem Calemson, official league champion with zero legal jurisdiction and an unrivaled nosiness. Do we have an issue over here?"

>>220338
D

>>220338
D

>>220338
A.

>>220338
D

>>220338
>D) "Calem Calemson, official league champion with zero legal jurisdiction and an unrivaled nosiness. Do we have an issue over here?"

>>220338
B

D

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>>220338
"Calem Calemson, official league champion with zero legal jurisdiction and unrivaled nosiness—REPORTING FOR UNAUTHORIZED DUTY! What seems to be the problem here?!"

Unfortunately the waitress has no time to waste on any more zany characters, as she decides right then and there that you're not worth the trouble of dealing with and leaves in a huff to continue facing the harsh, excruciating-yet-constant antagonist known as reality.

"Blegh."

"O-Oh. Er.. I guess it resolved itself..."

In her stead however, you are left to deal with the old dick, who takes an immediate interest in your bombastic declaration of truth and intrusiveness, characteristics that few are known to carry.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wrT_PtSM_kE
"Hrmmm...." he grunts, face still buried in his hands.

"You pronounced that with such pompously porpoise poise..." he mumbles. "I've never before heard such degree of detrimentally determined determination before...... You also do not appear to haphazardly hold the buttery scent that these other figments do.... a foreigner, not born to this land, mm... You and I share shades of the same rainbow in more than one way, fellow patron.. What a senescent coincidence.. or perhaps.. fate itself heeding my call for the junior dick of which I yearn... "

A) "What are you babbling on about, old man?"
B) "Well yeah, I did move to Kalos. You too, I take it?"
C) "..Kalosian's not your first language, is it?"
D) "....Junior dick?"

>>221864
D

>>221864
D.

>>221864
C

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>>221864
"Uhh....Junior dick?"

"Don't read me wrong, red hat. I'm not blabbering about teen ween peen, I'm blabbering about stuff. Gritty stuff. Nitty gritty stuff. And I'm not going to falsify a falsehood, we've only known each other not even for five minutes, and yet you seem like you've got the grape guts to join this itty bitty nitty gritty committee. You talk of big game, but can you walk that big game? In this world, you could be a valuable asset, or just a plain ass..."

"If I had a hat, I'd tip it now, if it weren't for the factoid I don't tip, certainly not to that waitress. Listen blue jacket, that speech about righteousness in the face of meddling, how truthful was that? How dedicated are you to that cause?"

>What do you say next?

>>222020
"Almost got crucified for fighting in name of justice. Twice.
How high does this rank in your book?"

>>222020
"Not even the horrible emotional trauma I suffer from that will likely take years of therapy to cure can stop my conquest of meddlesome meddling!"

>>222020
If it means moving through tim and space it's self to do the right thing, I'll do it guy.

>>222020
"I stabbed a beach bully with my teen ween peen in the name of justice."

>>222020
Say nothing, just pull our your membership ID badge for the Circle of Ultimate Courageous Kids

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>>222020
[>>222049]
[>>222089]
His speech is so odd, but from what you can piece together, the gumshoe wants proof of your will and stubborn dedication to the meaning of justice. So, like any hero, you recount the first immediate thing that pops into your mind.

"Well, I stabbed a beach bully with my teen ween peen in the name of justice once. Does that count?"

"Mrmm..." he very subtly inches his face from his hands, a nudge, just to get a better glimpse at you. "You've got a core. A hard core. You're hardcore, some might say. You said you were champion too? Of the league? The region? Saved the world a few times, I bet. Cracked some cases and cracked some skulls I presume. A strong team of Pokemon by your side, a cabal of justice I theorize. A meddlesome meddler's heart burns within you, I suppose."

"That's right! And not even the horrible emotional trauma I suffer from that'll likely take years of intense physical and mental therapy to cure can stop my conquest of meddlesome meddling!"

"That's what I yearn to hear, red hat.. A heart of unwavering heroism is what I'm in need of most right now... Tell me, how interested would you be... in a gig?'

A) "Say no more, sign me up ASAP!"
B) "Hmmmmm, tempting!... What's in it for me?"
C) "Not at all, tee bee H. I'm in the middle of pitying the homeless."

>>222280
C.

>>222280
B

>>222280
B

>>222280
B, I think having a favor from an Interpol agent can do a lot of things for us... Like helping us pay off our crippling debt.

>>222280
B for this >>222422

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>>222280
"Hmm, tempting, I'll admit.. but what's in it for me?"

He almost cracks a smile at that, the tense look on his face briefly relaxing. "Heheh... ah yes, the unforgettable return of investment... though I shouldn't be surprised, it's to be expected of mercenary work. You scratch my back, and I scratch yours with a ten foot pole.. Okay blue jacket, how's this fare?

From his pocket, the dick retrieves a few coins and spreads them on his table, finally unveiling his grizzled face in doing so. "This work is the lowest of low-keys, real underground stuff. The pay can't be too spectacular, it's gotta be seedy, under the table you hear? However, you're in luck.."

A pretty penny is held up to your face, seemingly worthless at a glance, and it's then that you discover it's not actually Kalosian ₱. It's foreign money, which makes sense in hindsight.

"I'm of a region far from here, across the oceans, past the skies, on the other side of the world, and this is the capital that's handled there. It may not look like a sweet dime, but let me assure you, it is. Exchange rates are plenty plentiful this time of year, you turn one of these ₱s in, and your buttery bank buddies will give you triple the frenchy ₱. In my region, I'd be a salivating salaryman, but here, I'd be an aristocrat. You could be too. A hefty sum for the champ if he lends a hand, as well as a percentage of what my client pays for ridding him of the evils that are plaguing him. What say you?"

Your eyes snap wide open.

You may have just hit the jackpot.

"Nuoh my god..—Er, I mean—I'll need a minute!"

Feigning uncertainty to keep from looking too desperate, you turn around and think—reflecting back to why you absolutely one-hundred percent need this money.

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>>222529
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n26z9nrBvRQ
[A FEW DAYS AGO. . . ]

>"They're making you pay for the damages to Lumiose. All of them."

>"Oh well that's fair I guess, I mean everybody still loves and considers me a hero so—WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA?"

>"I-I don't get a pr-protagonist pardon or something?! I-I mean, I saved the world from anarchy and balloons!"

>"Yeah. Those balloons that cost the city over four hundred thousand ₱ in property damages."

>"Um.. a-and?"

>"Do you realize you caused over F O U R M I L L I O N ₱ in collateral damages?"

>"..T-The city doesn't magically repair itself with a scene change..?"

>>219439
It's been a while but I can't even recall Calem having a conversation with Sina.

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>>222621
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=amNvDULdNk8
Well, that's certainly more than enough reason to accept this deal. The sooner you pay off the city's damages, the better. Maybe they'll stop nagging and you'll be left alone, finally be able to live like a hermit up on Victory Road, accepting challenges from only the worthiest of trainers.

Or you could just go home and go back to watching armpit porn on your dying tablet of a home console.

You turn back to the dick, all smiles.

"Good news, codger! Under careful consideration, I have decided to accept your shady proposal! Just two things though—A: mind if I bring in some more recruits?"

"Not at all! The merrier, the more! Just ensure that they have good non-familial references."

"Good, good! Annnnd—B: I'm going to need you to wear this from now on."

"Ehh? What's th—a voice modulator?!"

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>>223119
"Don't worry, I've set it to Wumbo—the universal live speech translating option! I figure you'll get more use out of it than my frog. Now you won't sound like a foreign-exchange student!"

I don't remember, where is Calem from, again? Sinnoh? Where's Looker from, Unova?
Also, how many newbies are here?

>>223176
Both unknown.

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>>223119
>Or you could just go home and go back to watching armpit porn on your dying tablet of a home console.

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>>223136
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TG_i1FgK6u0
With the dick's speech regulated and a deal commissioned, the beginning of your official employment in the field of private investigation is mere moments away. Once again, you've been reeled into the alluring aura of adventure, this time a little closer to home. With any luck, you'll be able to pay back all your debts to society in no time.

But there's no way you can do it alone.

With the PI's permission, you recruit your wife and new hobo friends to become members of the hastily-assembled ragtag mystery guild. They're wary about joining at first, but after meeting them, the dick is convinced that they'll be viable assets to the team—all in all, it's kind of like a budget Ocean's 11.

. . .

Okay, kind of like a budget Ocean's 12.

"I can scarce imagine it.." says the dick in a more serious, intellectual, and all-around coherent voice (thanks voice modulator!). "One minute, I'm complaining about a petty beverage, the next, I'm surrounded by the exact kind of allies I had hoped to make when I stepped into this town. Fate really does seem to have a hand in these things.."

"siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip~ Possibly. Though you should be aware that whenever Calem is involved, trouble is never far behind. Fufu.~"

"Hrm. I think I'll take my chances, but thank you for the intel. At any rate, the lot of you are about to step into a side of crime you've never before witnessed. From now on, you'll refer to me by my codename, Looker. As for you, junior detectives Calem, Serena, Emma, I welcome you with open arms to....."

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>>223370
"THE LOOKER BUREAU—FREELANCE DETECTIVE AGENCY!"

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>>223380
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mkyCgkE_KNs
"The Looker Bureau? So cooooooooool! I'm actually a real-for-real private investigator!"

"Looker Bureau.. Strange, I can't say that name is familiar.. How long have you been operating here, exactly?"

"O-Oh, uh, novel question, agent! As a foreigner, I.. fuhhh....furrr—requently relocate the bureau from region to region so that I may take on new clientele while maintaining a fresh and open mind. I've already set up a safehouse in North Boulevard for us to occupy, we'll be heading there shortly to commence operations. You see, the Kalos region is my current stop, and it's here—within the heart of the capital—that my latest client has uncovered traces of a most heinous scheme—a scheme so crucial, so dire, I could not accomplish it alone."

"Tonight—that scheme comes to an end."

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>>223678
"Um.. Excuse me, Mr. Looker? If I could get a word?" asks Emma with a hand raised. "Maybe it's just 'cause this is my first time doing any detective-y stuff.. but what exactly ARE we doing? What's our job anyways?"

"Nyaa nyaa nyaaaa!~"

"Another insightful question, agent. I could tell you, but truthfully, I would much rather show you. If you would, please turn your heads to the wall-mounted café flatscreen, this perfectly-timed news telecast will explain the be-all end-alls of our assignment."

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>>223688
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=exRz4egpXQY
>"—all thanks to the overwhelming warmth of one H A I R Y pussy!"

>"Mm, yes. It was thanks to the fiery hot mane of this Pyroar that the Natu siblings, who had lost their way from their flock, were able to stay protected over the harsh Snowbelle winter! If you're tuning in just now, I'm sorry for that possibly exploitable report, I have a severe birth defect in my vocal reeds that limits me to this overexcited, highly-suggestive emotional tone of voice no matter what I say! It's actually quite severe and not comical at all! If I try to force my voice too hard, they say I'll get chronic scoliosis, how does that even work!?"

. . .

>"Ah.. In other news, there continues to be no official word on possible suspects or leads in the recent splurge of laughbox larcenies in Lumiose City. The attacks, which have been occurring at least once every night since the disintegration of the moon, are now being referred to by local delinquent youths as 'Chuckle Chafing' and 'Snigger Snuffing'."

>"We join with newly-council-elected Supreme Chief Chancellor Executive President Monarch Mayor Governor Donald Phantrump live as he presents his premier speech about the case to the people of Lumiose in light of his predecessor's unprecedented decommissioning. He will address public concerns, outline his plan to defend against those responsible, and deal with what can only be appropriately referred to on-air as an 'angry mob'."

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>>224415
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JSOTqUVBTjE
>[BZZT . . . BZZT . . . BZZZT . . .]

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>>225205
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zNf4Q7G-p2g
[CENTRICO PLAZA — PRISM TOWER PROTEST]

Mayor Phantrump looks on as a crowd of hundreds looks right back at him with a varying array of emotions. Some are mad, some are worried, some are anxious, and the handful of others that aren't feeling much of anything aside from hunger are just in it for the free food.

Phantrump is at a loss at just how many people actually showed up to this thing (what madmen) and turns to his newly-acquired aide for some reassurance. Coincidentally, he's the same nameless aide who failed to protect his previous employer some odd nights before.

"Eghhh... You didn't tell me this many people were going to show up to this thing.."

"Uh, sir. I did. About a million times."

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>>225214
"Well then MAYBE you should have said it in a more fanciful tone! You know I have a short attention span, the most I can do when your mouth's-a running without tuning out is nod, nod, nod!"

"Sir... is that uh.. really the sort-of thing you want to say while the mic is on..?"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=amNvDULdNk8
". . . aw fuck!"

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>>225469
"A-Ahahah.. uh—GOOD AFTERNOON EVERYONE! Supreme Chief Chancellor Executive President Monarch Mayor Governor Phantrump with a superficially important announcement!... if you were, ahaha... listening to that earlier conversation.. me and—"

The mayor snaps to the aide.

"Psst, what's your name again?"

"I don't have one. Legally."

"—ME AND EDDIE BUCKETS here were just discussing the finer points of... pretending... to be.. less-than....-attentive to one's own surroundings!.. or something.. something like that—ANYHOW! Enough about me! I'd hate to delay the proceedings any further, I'm sure you aaaaaaaall know why I've set-up this little assembly!"

>The unintelligent masses respond with..
A) Anger
B) Confusion
C) Silence

>>225533
Democracy is state of constant confusion of masses.
Be it B, for the sake of realism.

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>>225533
"Uhhhhhh, I don't actually! I just ran into this crowd on my way from Dunkin' Donuts!"

"Is this about the tainted water supply? I've got some nasty lead lip I tell ya hwat!"

"Wait, is this not the pokephilia marriage acceptance rally? Is today not Tuesday?"

"WHAT ABOUT THE CHILDREN? WHY WON'T ANYBODY THINK OF THE CHILDREN!"

"Why is no one questioning why a Pokemon is the mayor now? Like I don't want to sound racist or anything, I'm glad to be here, but why is everyone so accepting of that?"

"Did anyone here catch Game of Thrones this week? My AIM chatroom is empty and I desperately need someone to discuss it with"

"BAAHHHHH! You guys said this would be a protest against VR on the flyer! Nyeearrrgghh, back in my day, we didn't NEED phony ""viiirrrtuuuual reality"" gizmos to have fun! WE HAD STICKS, AND WE LIKED 'EM TOO!"

"We NEED more diverse bathrooms! How about something for our GENDERLESS mons, huh? My Magnezone pisses oil in the STREETS because of your ignorance!"

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>>225640
"Hoooo boy.. you chumps really DO need help.. Oh well, no matter. Any confusion you have will hopefully be set straight by the end of this little slideshow. You'll be enlightened, enriched, and intimidated, and maybe just a little bit embittered!"

"I'm embittered right now! What are you going to do about THAT, punk?!"

"Please! Leave ALL your questions until the END of the presentation. Not that you'll have any, as former deputy mayor, I'm practically a seasoned professional at maintaining civilian butthurt. Aides, THE EPSON PROJECTOR!"

"Hup two three four! Hup two three four! Hup two three four!"

The nameless aide and two others who look virtually identical to him roll over a projector. With their help, a rough powerpoint is set-up using Prism Tower itself as the screen. The mayor then brandishes a pointy branch with the powers of spookiness.

It's something of a spoiler, but the awe drawn from that bit of black magic is just about the height of the crowd's hype.

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>>226272
"Listen, my leagues of sheeple! As you all may already be aware unless you're blind, deaf, mentally bonkers, or just plain living under a rock, I am not actually Mayor Nonamewhatshisface BUT RATHER—his suave, charismatic partner-in-crime Donald Phantrump! Now, you rock dwellers may be wondering 'Buuuuuuuuuut why? Elections aren't until November!' well long story short, they've been cancelled! It would be unethical to sit on our rumps for five months only to then go around picking winners in these traumatic times, Lumiose needed a mayor now, and I hastily answered that call!"

"I am sorry to say, that yes, the rumors and hearsay are indeed true. My bittersweet promotion comes in the wake of Nonamewhatshisface.... blowing his funny fuse..."

The wave of citizens promptly divulge into sheer hysteria, but the mayor quickly calms them down by lobbing a Shadow Ball into the crowd. "I know, I know! I'm well-aware of the circumstances at hand here! His defeat comes as just one of many hits committed by a gang of barbarian opportunists! Nonamewhatshisface was a beloved friend to us all, an unseen face some might say. Others say he was so exceptional a mayor that they couldn't possibly speak of him, for no words they could think of could add more to the public's general consensus. He was my friend, my boss, and my trainer..."

"But the show must go on! My first order of business as your leader—prioritizing all resources and manpower necessary toward stopping the menace that put the kibosh on my superior and those that came before him! WE'VE GOTTA MAKE LUMIOSE G R E A T AGAIN!"

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>>226882
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p0bMF8Dre_Y
"BEHOLD, EXHIBIT A!"

"No estate as privileged as a politician's is truly fit without the art of video surveillance! Blurry leak-like images depicting this... this.. flesh-rotten, gangling menace fleeing the mayor's home have surfaced from a recording taken the night of the attack."

"According to my closest confidants and local crack pot theorists, this is not actually the perpetrator at large, but a puppet being manipulated by the true mastermind! A husk to do the dirty work and take the fall! Following eyewitness reports from resident night owls, strange beasts no different from this slobbery varmint have been spotted mindlessly patrolling the streets at night, erratically fleeing if confronted. Confirmed victims report that these creatures seem to carry but one purpose—break into homes without disturbing a soul and rob its inhabitants of their laughboxes!"

"Laughboxes, as we all clearly know, are the organs that provide oneself with the humble bodily function of laughter. Though one can theoretically survive without it, you can guarantee you'll be a wet blanket at dinner parties."

"Victims describe the unwilling surgery as quick, but utterly painful all the same. Using not licensed equipment, but a pair of shears, the beast forces it arm down your throat and yanks out the laughbox with all its strength, exposing it so that it may be severed from your person. As you deal with the haunting trauma of being giggle-raped, the creature makes its escape with the organ in tow, all so that it can repeat the process in the next house over!"

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>>227044
"That's just plain EVIL!" yells a civilian.

"That happened to my cousin just the other night! But he's kind of a kinky dude so he was fine with it!" yells another.

"Evil? Indeed! Kinky? Indubitably! Moving on.. WITNESS! EXHIBIT B!"

"Feral beasts with a lust for laughter aren't the only thing witnesses have been spotting at night. Sightings of a supposed 'masked marauder' have also been reported in the neighborhood! And what's more, if put on a timeline, initial documented sightings coincide directly with the start of the laughbox larcenies! Could these two be connected?! WHO KNOWS!"

"Photos are sketchy, as he seems to advocate against the use of flash photography, but our forces have been able to procure a few. If you happen to chance on this masked man wandering the streets at night, don't hesitate to tip off the authorities! We've yet to confirm if he's directly connected to the robberies, but the coincidence is far too strong to deny at least one polygraph session."

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>>228504

>>229172
Absolutely disgusting.
What do you guys think of Trump? In 5 words or less, don't reply to anyone else.

>>229520
POTUS

>>229520
He's right about illegal immigrants

>>229520
Let's
not
talk
politics
here

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>>228504
"Masked man..? But I see boobs in that photo!!"

"Uhh, manboobs? Those exist, hotshot!"

"Man, woman, transgendered experimental hybrid—WHO CARES, SHEEPLE! That's not the point, stop getting sidetracked! Listen, what matters is that the threat is all the same regardless of who's under the mask. It's imperative that this masked brigand be apprehended as soon as possible, plain and simple. He or she or it or whatever is the closest thing to a lead our forces have on this case, so I'm hoping that projecting his face on the biggest landmark in town will help spread the word...but honestly I don't have high hopes for any of you—which is why I've assembled top men to snuff him and the husk puppets out of town within a week max, guaranteed!

"A week?!"

"How are you so sure?"

"That sounds like weightless politician talk!"

"Now now! I'm sure you're ALL wary of the promises I'm making right now, and honestly, if I weren't the mayor I'd be just as dubious—but I want you to trust me! The field operatives on this task force are top stuff, real top stuff, the best in fact! They'll easily have this case cracked in no time, and why a week, you might ask?"

"BEHOLD, EXHIBIT C!"

"That's right, easily-shocked rock dwellers! Your eyes aren't deceiving you, it's Princess Diancie of the Diamond Domain! Feast your eyes on all her pebbly beauty!"

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>>230453
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J3bIMgL5YcY
"Ooooohhhh!"

"Ahhhhh!"

"Aaaahhh, Princess Diancie's so cute! Cute! Cute! CUTE!!"

"Oh hey, that's the Pokemon all my inflation commissioners love!"

A wave of oohs and ahhs rolls out from the crowd as the portrait of a dazzling rocky royal graces the screen. Mayor Phantrump continues in spite of their unending affection.

"The lovely monarch is scheduled to be arriving in town in a few days as part of her annual awakening to promote peace and understanding with neighboring provinces. Only few regions are given the chance to be blessed with her magnificence, AND THIS YEAR SHE CHOSE US! Can you believe it?! If we impress her during her stay, she'll shower us in diamonds, glitter, and foodstuffs! We may already be the greatest city in Kalos, but with her seal of approval, we could be the greatest in the WORLD!"

"I want to hold her hand!"

"I-I.. I want to marry that rock!"

"Princess Diancie is the only girl for me!"

"That rock gets me rock hard!"

Phantrump himself begins to feel a little starstruck, but manages to snap out of it just in time to bark at the audience. "Her impending arrival is all the more reason why these serial chuckle thieves need to be stopped ASAP! We can't have fell beasts and punks playing dress-up running around with royalty in town! What if the princess herself were to be targeted? Our fair city won't survive with a disapproval from her, it would be like a Yelp review, a BAD one!....."

"SO IT WOULD BE LIKE EVERY YELP REVIEW!"

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>>230464
"Buuuuut I digress... I may be jinxing ourselves here, but I think our chances are looking pretty good. We've nothing to fear as long as my subtle enforcers can bring these giggle rapists to justice in time. So on that note, I'd like to implore everyone in attendance to assist them by keeping an eye out! Also, lock your doors and windows each night, they may not one-hundred percent protect you from the ghouls of the night, but better sorta-safe than completely-not-safe, right?"

"That concludes the presentation! Thanks for your up-until-now cooperation! I'll now accept any questions the audience may have about the inevitable doomsday you've all just been plunged int—

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w7NMn100wxw
"I'VE GOT QUESTIONS!"

"HOW LONG UNTIL I CAN FEEL SAFE OUTDOORS AGAIN?!"

"WHAT IF I NATURALLY DON'T LAUGH A LOT? AM I SAFE?!"

"HOW MUCH TAX MONEY UNTIL THIS BLOWS OVER?!"

"I JUST WANT SOMEBODY TO TALK TO!"

"I TOO HAVE TRIVIAL MATTERS TO DISCUSS FROM A CROWD'S DISTANCE!!"

"W-Waugh! One at a time, one at a time!"

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>>230560
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JSOTqUVBTjE
>[BZZT . . . BZZT . . . BZZZT . . .]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=exRz4egpXQY
>"Well there you have it, viewers, the first public address from our new mayor! Citizens are advised to stay indoors and report any possible sightings of mysterious individuals lurking around at night. Laughboxes are serious business. Princess Diancie is expected to arrive within a few days. We'll keep you updated on this story as it develops."

>"Ahem, in other news—'There's a Rotom in your Pokedex?!' That's right, viewers! Revealed just last week, this intricate device aims to serve as a universal upgrade to pokedexes around the world! Already in beta testing, this sleek revision of the device trainers can't live without utilizes the technology of tomorrow to allow Rotom to harness its energy and possess it! Wow! Technology is so amazing! It even comes with a built-in voice modulator so your new Rotom pal can speak to you in over seventy languages, including BOTH traditional and simplified Chinese! Super!"

>"According to its innovators, this new dex aims to better bridge the emotional connection between humans and Pokemon. Trainers will never have to worry about being lost or alone with a friendly hand-holding guide like this! Sadly, prototypes are currently rare to come by. If you're watching this report, they've all already been distributed to a select dozen! The ship has sailed, and you're not on i—!"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WX3ivTj8oTQ

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>Princess Diancie is visiting Lumiose City, the capital of PokéFrance
>Princess Diana was visiting Paris, the capital of France when she died
This isn't going to end well

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>>230862
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yIzrWD9BArY
Looker shuts the TV off just as the newslady begins talking about irrelevant flavor-of-the-month technology. By the power of scene transitioning and a stroll down the street, a newscast that starts in the café ends in the Looker Bureau, the newly-purchased secret safehouse for Looker's Kalosian exploits.

Looker turns away from the screen, hand firmly gripping his chin. "Hrm... Well friends, I hope you understand what we're up against now. Someone or something is raiding the town of its sense of humor, and with each passing night, more innocent people suffer because of it."

"And that 'special task force' the mayor spoke of.. he refers to us."

"Wow.." Emma gasps, turning to her cat. "Did you hear that Mimi? The mayor knows we exist!"

"Nyaaaaaa!~"

Looker paces around the room, eyes trained on the ceiling. "Yes.. Mayor Phantrump happens to be our client for this hardy endeavor.. He contacted In—er..mm..—he contacted me as soon as he discovered his precursor had been targeted. I set out for the region immediately, whereupon he entrusted me with the case."

"I was initially curious as to why he would not rely on his own forces to solve the case, but that was before I discovered what exactly we were dealing with. It's clear why he enlisted outsider assistance. But.."

".. My greatest accomplice is no longer with us. I often think back to that day.. Our separation.. That tropical oasis.. I can remember it now, but I couldn't recall a thing then. How I recovered is often a mystery to myself, but I did."

He emits a low sigh, must be a fond memory.

"I knew a case as crucial as this one was going to involve physical combat sooner or later.. Apprehending the masterminds behind this operation would be impossible without Pokemon allies by our side."

"Thus, junior operatives, is where you come in."

A) "Wait, your accomplice.. is he..?"
B) It's best not to tread on somber memories; assure him of your battle-ready prowess!

>>231557
A.

>>231557
Feels time
A

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>>231557
>A) "Wait, your accomplice.. is he..?"

Long time no see, Nate.

>>231557
A. A hero is only as good as his backstory. We have to know if Looker is as good as he says he is.

>>231557
>A) "Wait, your accomplice.. is he..?"
>tfw the story is nearly over

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>>231557
"Wait, your accomplice.. is he—.."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h23V0v158os
Looker turns his back to you, facing the window. As if on cue, the bureau drastically dims until the only light is from the rays coming through the blinds.

"That's right." he says, cutting you off before you can finish. "He's... not of this world any longer."

You feel an off-hand nudge from Serena's elbow, probably silent chiding for sticking your nose in the dark past of someone you haven't known for very long. If it were any other day, you'd agree with her on upholding proper mannerisms, but today, curiosity gets the better of you.

"Forgive me, I won't delve too deep into it.. but I understand your concern. If the four of us are to collaborate, it's best that we know each other on an equal level. Sharing this will give you a better understanding of myself."

Looker shifts positions so that he's leaning on the windowsill, eyes shut as he recalls that fateful day.

"Everything comes to an end sooner or later. There is no such thing as a road that lasts forever. There was once a time I had believed otherwise, and in doing so, blinded myself to a reality that I could not grasp until it was already flashing before my eyes."

"The cost of that amateur mentality was of the highest price—my closest companion."

"I had never doubted myself up until that point, but everything came flying back to me in the blink of an eye.. as he just laid there unmoving... It was a noble sacrifice.. but it was one born from my shortcomings.."

"The strength of our bond was proven by that single action, and simultaneously shattered.."

"I had never felt more broken before.. I would always bet against the cards of fate, and it would always pay off.. but.. not that time."

"I was Looker."

"And he was Lookie."

"I took a break from criminal justice, the first I ever took, and when I returned.. Not only was I changed.. I was on my own. I never sought a permanent replacement, because he was more than my assistant by that point.."

"Much more.."

>>233119
>"Much more.."
A lover?

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>>233119
>"The cost of that amateur mentality was of the highest price—my closest companion."
;_;7

>>233146
A Brother

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>>233119
[>>233146]
"Much more.. You mean like, a lov—G-GUHH!"

Serena promptly elbows you again for attempting to speak out of line. It hurts more this time.

"Things would never be the same again..." Looker continues. "And I never could truly forget that island, no matter how hard I tried.."

"When I came to... I was stranded, memories scattered, a pilgrim in a land I did not recognize. I wandered and wandered, receiving help and scorn alike from those I came across."

"Ultimately.. somehow.. someway.. my conscious returned. And with it.. the recollection of that day.."

"I had to live through it again. The cruel, bitter feeling of weak, hopelessness had never stung more true... "

"There are so many injustices in the world... and on that day.. I had crossed paths with one..."

"I left that island with a piece of me still broken.. but mended all the same.. I had seized a greater understanding of the world and its phenomena, and in doing so, a newfound passion for what I do.."

"But even so, I would never forget him. His memory lives on—even today—as a friend I won't soon forget.. and even when there are times I'll waver, I know he'll be at my side in spirit—the source my resolve."

"Er.. ahem. Sorry, I tend to ramble when it comes to the past. I'm sure letting go of things isn't as easy for you, either."

>What do you say next?

>>233898
"I feel you.
I totally feel you.
Now give me a moment, I need to go to bathroom, because... because... I-it suddenly started to rain there.
W-weird, huh?"

>>233898
"I understand, let's just get down to business."

>>233898
Someday when we have more time, I'll tell you about hexcalibur. For now, let's go

>>233898
Start singing The Circle of Life

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>>233898
[>>233908]
"I feel you. I totally feel you. Now i-if you could give me a moment, I need to.. g-go to bathroom, because... b-because... I-It's starting to rain... W-Weird, huh?"

Truth be told, Looker's story evokes memories of a time you had faltered as well, memories that hit too close to home. It's somewhat comforting to know that you aren't alone in feeling so feeble against a brush with death, but at the same time, it doesn't wash away the past. You tell yourself you've moved on, but life has a funny way of tying things together, and oftentimes you wonder what things would be like had you been just a little bit stronger.

Looking at the detective now, you can tell he's wondered the same thing—and probably for far longer. They say with age comes wisdom, so maybe he's found the answer, or maybe he's like you, still wondering.

Either way, he wasn't wrong, you do feel a greater connection to him, all things considered. Once the rain stops, maybe you'll be able to put that bond to the test.

"Mr. Looker.." Serena breathes. "I'm sorry you had to go through that, I... can attest to what isolation feels like.. It's a horrible feeling and... and I wouldn't wish it upon anyone.."

Looker tilts his head up, removed from his train of thought by empathy. From the expression on his face, he looks.. moved, startled that he's not alone in facing some kind of hardship. He opens his mouth to say something, but he's beaten to the punch.

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>>235057
/qst/ has a three day limit before its threads go on automatic autosage, but the board itself is relatively slow even after that happens.
>>234989
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kW77IT8noMQ
"M-Mr. Looker, th-that's so—! Th-That's...that's—Waaaaahhh!! Y-You lost your closest friend!! Your best friend!"

Emma is the one who ends up conveying empathy the hardest, breaking down and outright embracing the detective. It's not too surprising given her own past, the homeless are always a little more sentimental.

"I don't have much, or well... I never had much.." Emma sniffles after settling down. "But I've always had Mimi.. and that story.. and the thought of losing her.. Mr. Looker.."

A master of moods, Emma wipes her eyes and puts on the toughest pout she can muster.

"That settles it! I know I'm not the best detective yet, I don't know the ropes too well.. but I want to do everything I can to help you! Mimi too!"

The kitty's meow is a little quieter than the usual fare (she's not too privy to adults), but it still mews for Emma's sake. "Nyaaaa~"

"Everyone should have a friend, so.. so maybe I can be yours!"

Im glad we moved to qst, vp is garbo now

>>235241
Yeah. Leak season is shit.
The drought was better.

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>>235137
Looker was certainly moved before, but now he's absolutely dumbfounded. It takes a few moments for everything to sink in and even when it does, he still finds himself no less floored.

"My.. I don't know what to say, this is quite the whiplash! I suppose heartache knows no age, which means.. the four of us may actually be closer intertwined than we realize."

"The power of friendship knows no bounds!"

"Nor time, space, or even dimension. Fufu~"

"Even when you're old and gray, you don't have to wing it on your own!"

"Nyaaaa!!"

Emma fortunately releases the codger before he can get a heart attack and diabetes. "Thank you for the concern everyone, truly. Fate must be turning around if it's given me such compassionate agents! Hopefully this little heart-to-heart will serve to improve our morale on the field—a closer team is a stronger team! Speaking of.."

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>>235971
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hZBqQ_3oOho
"IT'S GO TIME!"

"Tonight, the Looker Bureau initiates Handsome Top Secret Operation #84 — LAST LAUGH! We've less than a week to exterminate the malevolent laughbox larcenists before Princess Diancie and her cohorts arrive. For junior detectives, this may seem like more than enough time, but investigation work is vigorous, intensive work, not everybody can handle its obstacles, but I know you three will perform exemplary!"

"There are however, some downsides, a catch-22 if you will. While time is most certainly a factor, the majority of our work will hinge entirely on the time of day. You see, because of how our targets operate, our sleuthing will be confined to night, as that's when they're most active and most liable to make a mistake—a mistake we can exploit."

"It's still light out, so we'll use what hours we have left to formulate a basic plan for the evening. Given the countless sightings and their frantic nature, we're sure to run into one of the reported beasts sooner or later."

>Preparations time, chief!
A) Know your enemy! Suggest viable battle plans based on what you know about the enemy! Speculate potential weak points and plan around them!
B) Know your strats! Acquire a map of Lumiose and assemble a timeline of case-related events! Turn it into your playground!
C) Know your surroundings personally! This calls for a daylight field trip!

>>236133
>C) Know your surroundings personally! This calls for a daylight field trip!

Why plan when you can get into hijinks?

>>236133
B.

>>236133
B.

>>236133
>B) Know your strats! Acquire a map of Lumiose and assemble a timeline of case-related events! Turn it into your playground!
Don't know enough yet for A.
Also, is Looker just speaking in his native tongue as a robotic voice plays a translation in Kalosian?

>>236133
B

>>236133
C, we might hear some juicy gossip that can help

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>>236133
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ua6v6eMpWcw
Statistics and reliable studies at universities whose names you cant remember show that 80% of private investigations go horribly awry because the dicks in charge fail to implement proper strategy forethought and troubleshooting. The other 20% is due to... unaccountable circumstances beyond their control.

Acts of Arceus.

Now, you've never been a practical numbers guy, or one for probability in general, that's always been Serena's job—the one who meticulously orchestrates things to perfection and expects you to memorize the script. You're more gung-ho than that, jumping into volcanoes, stepping on the rigid toes of public enemy number one (of the week), improvising your way across the stage—You're that kind of guy. Too much scheming makes your head hurt, and you've had more than enough firsthand experiences to know that nothing ever goes to plan.

As they say, jack of all trades—master of none.

Serena insists that preparations are important though, and maybe this time, they are—so you're coerced to relent on the grounds that.. well, it's rather difficult to counter her when her mind is set on something, and it's not like you have any other options.

Great minds tend to think alike, so Looker readily agrees with her that putting practice before execution is key to survival. To accomplish that, he opts for a more classical approach.

He cleans out his desk of all doodads and in their place, lays an intricate map totally not ripped from a strategy guide.

"Junior detectives, I present to you one of the many resources allocated to the Looker Bureau by the graces of Mayor Phantrump—a map detailing every block, district, and quadrant of your luminous metropolis. While already useful by itself, we'll use it to its full potential by combining it with another asset."

"Hm, cartography? I think I can see where this is going."

"You know, I'm not so good at reading words, but pictures are no problem! See, this is where my hideout alley is!"

"Myaow myaow nyaa!~"

>>237552
Just make sure to avoid the area where time seems to freeze and send you back to the beginning and you'll be fine

>>237552
I hope Calem is running the patched version. Wouldn't want any accidents.

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>>237552
"Weeeeell, nobody look at me, I failed geography back at Trainer's School!... teacher was a punk.."

Looker fetches what seems to be another map from the hammerspace of his bottomless coat pocket, only transparent. "I don't suppose you'd be interested in a refresher course then?"

"Perhaps Calem isn't, but I am. What exactly are we dealing with?"

"I'm glad you asked, agent." Looker holds up the transparent, glossy layer for all to see. "This here is a master timeline of the events revolving around the case thus far, as documented by Mayor Phantrump. Each incident has been streamlined into iconography and transferred to this overlay that connects to our map of the city. By combining the two, we'll have a greater visual aid that gives us a complete overview of what happened where and when that what happened. Observe."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KM83uMBz8Zg
Looker settles the overlay over the map of the city. At a glance, the resulting map is a scrambled mess of sightings and attacks—to you, any way.

"Wow, Mr. Looker! That's so cool! It's like, um.. It's like it's not even the same map anymore!"

"Oh my.. Have this many attacks taken place already? How awful..."

"Yes, it is quite the wake-up call. The Xs represent attacks by the larcenists, and the Es represent sightings of the mysterious masked man whom Phantrump considers linked to the case in some way."

"Agent Calem, what do you think? What do you see? Phantrump claims there are no patterns, but I'm willing to test that deduction now that things have been put to perspective."

"Uhhhhhhhh........"

>Well? Don't just stand there. Identify!

>What stands out?

>>237941
MMM was not even once sighted on strike site.
Also victims of those strikes are gentrific scum.

>>237941
There seems to be no attacks on the outter south Boulevard

>>237941
The thieves are staying away from South Boulevard, but they're also avoiding Magenta plaza and the streets adjacent to it

>>237941
He's avoiding being seen in the northeast side of the city. This is obviously because the museum is there and he's afraid of getting recognized by his ex-girlfriend who still works there

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>>237941
[>>237974]
[>>238010]
[>>238223]
"Ohhhhhhh boy... You guys really want my thoughts, huh? Alright, let's see what we got here.."

You take to the forefront and oversee the map of Lumiose. At first, nothing in particular stands out to you. Without the overlay, it's just a diagram of the city, and with it, it becomes a scattered mess.

But along the way, something in your mind clicks, and a few things start making sense—too much sense to be coincidence. All these things fit together, and from them, a few theories start bubbling up in your dopey head.

"Well.." you begin. "I'm noticing that compared to North Boulevard, South Boulevard seems kinda.. tame? Activity seems strangely low compared to the north.. On top of that, they seem to be targeting all of the plazas... except for one."

"You noticed that too?" the wife asks. "The thieves don't seem too fond of Magenta Plaza for some reason, or the streets adjacent to them. Their activity drops off both there and in South Boulevard. Very peculiar."

"Oh, oh, I've got the next one!" Emma raises her hand. "The masked dude with the letter.. uh.. letter.. letter something! It looks like he shows up everywhere—but never in these big streets! And unlike to the thieves, he's not afraid of Magenta Plaza at all!"

"Looks like he's got some beef with the northeast though.."

"Quite true. It would seem his appearances drop off in that particular quadrant of the city. Mr. Looker, how are we dong thus far?"

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doing thus far*
>>238567
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=amNvDULdNk8
"Gah!! I can't believe it! I expected you three to cover most of the anomalies, b-but not all of them! Commendable work, friends! I'll take things from here."

Looker recovers from his momentary shock and retrieves a sharpie to bring everything full circle. "Every detail you've mentioned is pivotal to this investigation, not a single note must go to waste! Now, if Mayor Phantrump's timestamps are to be believed..."

"The larcenist's crime spree begins here, coinciding with the moon's destruction...... annnnd—as of this hour—ennnnds........ here, in Bleu Plaza. The excessive attacks in North Boulevard is because the raids began in that district of the city. Connecting the dots together yields.. Eureka!"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=82ANkjVEpYk
"Bonnie..?"

"Whuzzah? No, I mean, huzzah! Our felons do have a pattern! They're migrating southward with each passing night, snipping as many laughboxes as they can before the sun rises, which means that those living on South Boulevard still have a chance to be spared if we can catch up to them! And now that we know their system, we can do just that!"

"Ohhh! In that case, I second that eureka!"

"Hold on.. what of our masked recusant? I imagine he's on a similar migration pattern."

Looker's expression drops to a calculative state. "Ah.. right, our wild card incognito—not to worry, agent, I've made sure to trace his movements as well using the timestamps. According to them, his string of sightings begins here in Magenta Plaza.............. with the most recent sighting beeeeing.... here in this marked alleyway. He looks to be making his way northeast, uncharted territory for him.. but even so, he refuses to touch the main roads.. "

Looker grips his chin, but falls short of an explanation. "How unpredictable this one is.." he says with a shake of the head. "He isn't causing direct harm as of yet, but still, the mayor seems set on connecting him to the crimes.. I won't deny that his sightings also begin with the moon's destruction, but is that enough to forge a link..?"

"Agents. Tonight commences night one of our operation. We have two equally smoking guns on our hands, but we can only focus on one. Once we come into agreement, we can begin setting out."

>Who will you single out tonight?
A) Stake out the larcenists and catch them in the act!
B) Pursue and confront the masked man!

>>239063
>A) Stake out the larcenists and catch them in the act!

>>239063
B. The silent ones are deadlier.

>>239063
>B) Pursue and confront the masked man!

>>239063
A.

>>239063
A

>>239063
A

>>239063
A. Our priority is to save people from danger, and the most clear danger is the scissorman.

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>>239063
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mpAYKbiigfQ
[LATER THAT NIGHT. . .

[BLEU PLAZA — LUMIOSE CITY]

Ultimately, the decision is made to pursue the laughbox larcenists first, as they are the more immediate threat right now. The longer you wait to apprehend them—the more laughboxes get stolen. The masked whoever-he-is, while also important, can stand as a lesser priority for now. It's better to wait for him to make his move in order to gauge what he's capable of before attempting to confront him.

And so, night arrives sooner than anticipated. The sun sets and its place.. nothing.

With the attacks essentially becoming common knowledge at this point, everyone turns in a little earlier than usual. Doors are locked, windows are shut tight, businesses close up shop, a wave of darkness embraces the town, and the City of Light.. loses all light.

Evidently Mayor Phantrump's speech has done a number in not only raising awareness but also paranoia. The streets are empty, devoid of even the slummiest hobo or stray cat (it makes you wonder where your new friends would be right now if you hadn't crossed paths with them).

In the blink of an eye, Lumiose City, the most populous city in the Kalos region, transforms into a ghost town.

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>>239505
Everything is dark.

Everything is quiet.

No one dares make a sound.

Once the stake-out commences, nothing but silence follows. Commitment is key, and Looker heavily enforces that notion while on the prowl. From the filthy alleyway your party is occupying, you have a full view of Bleu Plaza at its emptiest. Not the exactly the brightest view, mind you, but a view nonetheless.

If the masterminds tugging the strings stay true to their pattern (and they have no reason not to), the husks will return to the scene of the crime to finish raiding the district of its laughter. A key to piracy and pilferage on any other day, but an open invitation to a showdown tonight.

At first, the plaza is as quiet and unresponsive as you are, unwilling to poke for fear of being poked back. For a while, the situation boils down to a stalemate, a waiting game really, with your team caught in the middle of it.

And then, out of nowhere, a breakthrough

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>>239674
Emerging from the darkness with piercing red eyes, a lurching figure slowly staggers its way into the limelight. Your arms get goosebumps at the sight.

A larcenist.

Just who you were waiting for.

The monster is of a different size and shape than the specimen caught by the former mayor's surveillance, but it's undeniably of the same breed. A mindless husk that can't think for itself.

Bumps and pustules cover its body, arms, and face—far more than that of its mindful counterpart, but whether that holds any significance beyond a testament to its unpleasantness, you can't say.

Twitching with great intensity, the monstrosity circles the deserted plaza, moaning as it checks off places it's already been to. Your group is ready to pounce at anything but maintains its distance, aware that waiting for a moment to catch it completely off its guard is the best optio—

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>>239686
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ntnalq-2nNU

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>>239687
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z6CaTL29_FQ

「TO BE CONTINUED.」

Autosage a shit.

Thanks for chapter, brah.

>>239691
>Ads ruining the suspense
Thanks for the chapter, Nate.

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>>239691
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W6IHWtQieh8
"Hah...hah... Pl-Please 'o princess, wait! Please wait! Y-You must reconsider!...hah.....bother.....she hops so fast..."

"Nope. Sorry. My mind is made up. Jora jora jora~"

"B-But princess, th-this is absurd! Their council isn't expecting us for at least a few more days!"

"TROGLODYTE! You think I don't know that?"

"Gah! m-milady—w-watch the eyes!—wait..b-bu... I don't understand... wh-why would you—...?"

"Jora jora jora~ A mon as old as you unable to understand diversity. How pitiful, Dace. Perhaps if you can catch up, my sympathy will be intact long enough to enrich you with the basics. Jora jora jora~"

"I-I'm coming, milady! I'm...regrettably coming....

>「Ma! Quelle dame!」

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>>239708

All this and much more to come, next time!

See you then.

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>>239712
Thanks for the chapter nate, glad you're back

>>239712
Thanks Nate!