PSL with Outbounds

[i_am_emmet]

Emmet was trying to get used to this- the past (and supposedly the time he came from.) And nothing felt right. He didn't know what he was doing, the oven wouldn't listen to the simplest of commands (turn off in 20 minutes), the microwave had few fail safes, everything had 2000 buttons and not even the clock would set itself.

It was all a hassle!

The Sneasels were playing on the cat-tree in the room Emmet had so gracefully lent him, the Hisuian Female knocking the Johtotian male off a perch to claim as her own. Crobat was hanging in the closet happily dozing, and Porygon- he thinks, might have found a part of the infomation network that was for Perverts because for the past 15 minutes it had been talking about 'Hot MILFs wanting Doubles in YOUR area'.

He sighed, this was not the first nor the last time he would have to depend on the kindness of others, huh?

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[i_am_emmet]

I guess I know what I will be doing tonight, to the TMD for you.

[Emmet returns it to its Pokeball.]

It is only good for me to be a cooperating car on the tracks. If it means the future is better.

[outbounds]

The future is usually more something for Ideals. But the Truth wants a kinder world too. You know.

[ even if so far, the truth cannot figure out much of a way to help outside of alerting certain others? sure, he can definitely affect the world's weather patterns if he tries— but the world warming up was apparently part of the problem in the first place. ]

It sounds like the future needs as much kindness as it can get.

Check safety ... Hmmmm. Answer this question. You will keep what I discuss with you next in confidence. Yes or no. Answer carefully. I am Emmet. I will know if you lie.

[i_am_emmet]

Yes.

[Emmet could read that as Truth, easily. It wasn't his place to say anything if something is confided in him. Besides, gossip is only good if you know all the true details.]

[outbounds]

Verrrrrry good.

Maybe you wondered about how I know we are different. Or maybe you didn't. Either way, I will answer it anyway.

[ he strides forward, just a little, before pointing at baguemmet again. ]

You are only human. [ true— and good, if there's anything to be thankful for it's that there isn't a foreign legendary lost and stranded somewhere without their memory, that would be dangerously easy to take advantage of.

his eyes might be glinting a slightly different shade at this point. ] There is a legendary Pokémon in this room. [ true ] Infer the proper conclusion.

[i_am_emmet]

[Emmet should recognize the signs of the other Emmet processing that information. The eyes that move around as he is moving through the steps of processing and dealing with that emotion before coming to a logical conclusion. A skill needed for someone not only in a position of authority as a Subway Boss, but also someone who helps care for a lot of lives.]

Which one?

[Best to ask that!]

[outbounds]

Reshiram.

[ said, with a hint of teeth. though he huffs a bit of a sigh, a bit of white smoke escaping on the exhale. ]

Not a more convenient one for this situation. Unfortunately! But you understand.

We have a responsibility to our passengers.

[i_am_emmet]

Please wait a moment, I will be right back.

[And watch as Emmet stiffly walks out of the bedroom to the bathroom. The water is running so he can splash some cold water in his face. The Hisuian Girl hisses at the Johtoian girl as she tries to climb the tree. THIS IS HER MOUNTAIN, PEASANT.]

[outbounds]

[ sure, he's waiting.

he's just going to hold a hand out, limp wristed, to the sneasels? do they want to sniff to get his scent. ]

[i_am_emmet]

[The Black ones scamper up, being more social, soon followed by the Hisuian Male. The Lady on the tree though, even though you look like her Emmet, you are not him. You smell different. If this was 150 years ago, she might be in-line for something important with how she acts!]

[Soon Emmet walks back in.]

Reshiram. One of Unova's dragons, there used to be statues of it and Zekrom in Kalos.

[outbounds]

[ yes, the Lady's Emmet probably doesn't have a very faint tinge of ash and flame to his scent, does he. oh well. there there, sneasels. you must be so lonely in the future ...

he looks up when the time-and-space-displaced Emmet walks back in. ]

The ones at Parfum Palace. Yes. You have disembarked at the correct station. Yup. So believe me when I say I will talk to Xerneas. I do not know if there is anything we can do about it yet. But this is something they should know about.

So. In order to reach the destination we are aiming for, I will need to ask something from you. Any information you can provide. Timelines and details. Guesses are fine. I am Emmet and I understand you might not know. The information might not be available. That is okay. We will work with what we get.

[i_am_emmet]

Do you have a smartboard I could write on, considering Ponpon is out of commission at the moment?

[Visual keys are always good, multiple colors to highlight timelines and related events.]

[outbounds]

[ looks

thoughtful? ]

Please wait here.

[ the answer is yes, actually— there's a board he keeps around for drafting out various different battle states and potential outcomes for if x or y decisions are made, branching decision trees and mid-battle minutiae ... but that all isn't important right now! he can haul that from his room and get it set up in the guest bedroom, absolutely. ]

There. All yours.

[i_am_emmet]

So the best way to do this is do a timeline we can expand on, what I may consider important data might not be at all important to you.

[He plugs in the smartboard and then grabs the pens, in the corner showing what each pen will represent.

Black - Overall/Events-that involve the three subjects below.
Green - Environmental- Pokémon, Plants and mineral.
Red - Social and Political - Humans
Blue - Scientific.

And thus, he starts writing down the timeline. If he abbreviates a group or country, he writes down their initials under the color ledger and changes the color based on what section it has to do with.]

[Man has obviously paid attention in class.]

[outbounds]

[ honestly he kind of almost wants to clap? it's like watching a presentation at a conference or in a lecture hall or something. clapping will be reserved for once they reach the end terminal then. not too much. just polite clapping. ]

[i_am_emmet]

[Some things might stand out, Quasar Team founded the same year as Team Flare, how if you were looking at the time line Emmet was presenting the doomsday clock was 2 seconds until midnight, how people went a solid 25 years with only Ghost-types and Pokemon like Porygon.]

[Even how they started to make archives for information for when humans would most likely die out because of how everything was going. It was a sad look into the future.]

[outbounds]

[ "reshiram wishes for a world filled with genuine brightness and kindness." or, in other words: aaaaaaaaaaaaa.

okay! follow the rules. safe driving. follow the schedule.

plan a: talk to xerneas, have them look into things and try to see if there are any signs of things going the same way here. if they're lucky they won't be! if they're a little less lucky they'll find evidence enough to figure out a plan of action. if they're not so lucky, then.

plan b: xerneas and the cohort in kalos can't find anything conclusive one way or another. go figure out where a celebi is. or dialga. maybe they'll know. or can find out. do something??? work in progress.

plan c: use information from above methods to start to work to counteract the worst of the potential outcomes. he doesn't know enough of the others like him or the non-incarnated ones, but this is important enough for a sabbatical to try to look for them. maybe.

plan many letters after that: see if they can find out where hoopa, lunala or solgaleo, or giratina are and see if they can just be somewhere else while the fallout is happening. still needs workshopping. but. if at least a critical few can be away for the worst of it. and more importantly survive. then maybe they'll be able to help rebuild after?

(where are all of them, in that future's time...? even if some of them didn't survive, surely the ones remaining would at least care enough to try to do something?

or maybe they can't, their abilities as ineffectual as his are.)

... ]

Interrresting date, that one. [ he says, of team quasar's founding. ] Haven't heard of a Quasar Team anywhere yet. What were they originally founded for? Don't tell me they already knew this was going to happen, or something.

[i_am_emmet]

From what I heard, they were a group looking to make a more beautiful world.

[Like being kind to each other and treating each other as equals and making everything nice. Propaganda!]

[outbounds]

[ tilts his head. ]

That sounds familiar. But not in a good way. Think it was on the news in Kalos a while ago. Was a very big deal! Something about a live broadcast to all Holo Casters. Someone tried to use the ultimate weapon again. Was stopped, didn't succeed, but.

Will have to double check. If this is somewhere our lines diverge, or. They only went underground instead.

[i_am_emmet]

[The look on Emmet's face says it all, the idea he is working for a group that wanted tried to DOUBLE FUCK up the world is horrifying.]

[outbounds]

Shouldn't necessarily rush to conclusions, we might disembark at the incorrect station. Names are different. It was Flare and this is Quasar. Still haven't established all the divergences or the lack thereof.

But the timing is suspicious and so is the mission statement.

[i_am_emmet]

...Verrrrry suspicious, yup.

[The Hisuian Girl has deemed it now this is a situation worthy to get off her perch and go over to her Emmet to ask for his attention. (Aka she wants to comfort him, but make it look like she isn't!)]

[outbounds]

... Would you rather know? Or do you want to pause for maintenance? We can reroute and resume work on these lines later.

[i_am_emmet]

Full steam ahead.

[He picks up the girl. No use in delaying the Truth after all. It will come no matter what.]

[outbounds]

... Either this will work, or I am going to have to deal with a verrrry annoying migraine because of the complications that our being on parallel tracks entails.

[ but nothing ventured nothing gained. full speed ahead. ]

Team Flare is what became the Quasar Team. They have reformed and are trying to do better, the world they want to create is for everyone—

[ true, and false false false, enough that he has to catch himself mid-sentence and wince at the dissonance. ]

[i_am_emmet]

[Emmet can tell by the reaction, his shoulders slump and he has to sit down. Why wouldn't they want to make a better world? Why wouldn't they want to fix it and bring the world back to- this.]

[Pidoves in trees, Joltiks scuttling about, he saw a Lapras here...]