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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[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...]

1/2

[outbounds]

I am Emmet. I am going to have to inform Xerneas that he might have a pest infestation. I am Reshiram and I do not abide pointless greed!

2/2

[outbounds]

[ ...

taps gently on the board. ]

Still. From the looks of all this, they were only opportunists. The real root of the problem happened long ago . . . Unless the information sources are compromised. But that is why we have to investigate. Check safety.

For you too. Are you okay?

[i_am_emmet]

[He didn't know what to say, how would you feel if you thought you had been working to help restore the world to only find out you're following a bunch of opportunists and fell for it hook, line and sinker?]

[He stroked the Little Lady in his arms as she tried to bat at his face, trying to get him to look at her and smile.]

Lets go look at some Joltiks, yup!

[outbounds]

[ stop that. an amnesiac cannot be blamed for not knowing better. especially one who still seems to be so unaccustomed to small, simple kindnesses, which speaks grrrreatly about what could apparently be expected from those in the future?

ah, he has gone too fast, hasn't he. turboblaze, a banked but constantly burning engine, full speed ahead, always charging forward. not everyone can follow, not everyone can keep up. and pushing themselves to try can hurt them. ]

... It is not your fault. You know. You know what I am. What I do, what I say. I do not lie. Not about this.

But Joltiks. Joltiks we can do. There are always some around here somewhere. And Galvantula's most recent clutch should be hatching any day now. Do you want to take care of a few when they do?

[i_am_emmet]

...

[Let the man feel like a fool for a bit. He is trying to comprehend WHY someone would go through all of the stuff Quasar has done if they didn't mean it?]

If you don't mind, I do like them a lot, yup.

[outbounds]

All right, all right. Now departing Doomsday Plan Station. Next stop: Joltiks.

[ joltik therapy, more like ... though as he leads them both into the living room outside he instead heads over towards one of the cabinets first, pulling some things out from a neatly organized tray before returning. when he holds them out to baguemmet— ]

Batteries. You should hold on to a few of them, yup. They are electric-types that cannot generate their own electricity, see. So these are like treats for them if they are good.

[i_am_emmet]

Interesting!

[He announced as he took some, the Lady moving to curl up on his lap as he sat down. For he is made of warm and thus this is her spot. Emmet is trying to get out of his own head, after all, if the Quasar team was lying about who and what they were, what else is to say everything else wasn't a lie? How the other Regions were, how messed up everything was?]

[outbounds]

[ there's probably a curious little one that skittered off off of the seat as they approached, only to hop back closer to investigate the two emmets once they're settled. two of the man in white? the man who smiles? and not the man who frowns! more treats?

hop hop hop. attention please?

(meanwhile, there's a couple more dozing in a corner that emmet gently relocates to somewhere safer, namely: a pocket of his coat. one without the aforementioned joltik snacks in it.) ]

[i_am_emmet]

[Emmet introduces his hand to the Joltik as one normally would a Pokemon who doesn't know him, the girl (Tiffany) glares a little but is willing to accept the other Pokémon near her person if it makes him feel better.]

[Emmet is chewing on everything he found out.]

How long would it take to find out if the Quasar team is in this timeline?

[outbounds]

Unfortunately. That I don't really know. [ a sigh. the joltik baguemmet is befriending hops onto the hand offered it, chittering excitedly. ] It will depend on a number of things. If they have been active, for example. How well they are covering their traces if so. The speed of the investigative processes. Whether people believe it is true or not and actually try to look.

[ emmet lets himself flop into a seat, taking care not to jostle the joltiks riding along. ]

The best I can do. I am Reshiram. I do not lie. If I explain to Xerneas, they will take me seriously. But after that, it will mostly be in Kalosian hands. I am not exactly law enforcement, for one thing. Subway Boss Emmet is not exactly an authority in Kalos. Reshiram may be taken more seriously...

But if Reshiram shows up all of a sudden in another region and causes a commotion— [ even if it's to chase down would-be world ruiners, ] —that would be crossing the yellow line. We usually keep to our own regions for a reason.

[i_am_emmet]

[Emmet nods at this, as he gently scratches the Joltik.]

Makes sense. I really do hope they aren't here. I just got to figure out what to do if I go back to Kalos.

[outbounds]

'If?'

[ does the other Emmet not want to go back? well. that would make sense, if he is not supposed to be from there at all...

(the joltik is chirring happily, bunting into the hand doing the scratching.) ]

I had been assuming. But maybe I should ask instead. If I can find someone to help you depart from this station ... What destination do you wish to reach?

[i_am_emmet]

[He sighs.]

I don't know, I don't know where I am supposed to go now.

[outbounds]

Well. You have time to think about it. There is no rush. We will host you for as long as is needed. But if I were you I would think about it. Maybe not right now but at some point.

[ not right now, because this is supposed to be joltik time. but also. ]

Because I am Emmet, and I cannot make that decision for you even if you are also Emmet.