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[the-world-hopper]

@someheartlesslady

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"Not really, ma'am," Lucas answered, "Just thought for sure you wouldn't mind this hug." He really has this effect on every pretty lady he comes across.

[safrona-shadowsun]

(Previously...)

A̴̔́ ̷̌͐ n̸͐̊a̸͌́m̵̛̽ê̶͠ ̸̚is NOTHIN͗̚Ǵ̷̯. 

The final word shattered the air like a thunderclap, shaking the cellar to its bones. Glass trembled, shelves shivered, and bottles smashed to the floor.

 Then—stillness. A fragile, unnatural quiet, broken only by the warlock's breath.

 And then, a laugh. Low. Hollow. Distant, yet suffocatingly near. It slithered into her mind, curling through the cracks in her resolve like a tide against brittle stone. A taunt? A test? 

Â̴̅ ̸̉̐ n̵̈́̅ã̶͑m̴͛̄e̴̔̽ ̷͒ f̊a̶͊̅l̸̿̚l̸̛s into̅͝ ̷͂͠ṅ̶̅o̴͊̈thing. 

Another wave surged against her defences, daring her to stand firm. 

Then—a flash.

 A thousand eyes, blinking into existence, pits of abyssal blackness piercing through the void. Staring. Watching. Then, gone. 

Silence.

 H̵̅͒e̶͛̃ ̷́͛i̵̍͊s̸͌͌ ̷͉̆f̷̅ond ̈́o̶̐̄f̷͛̈ ̵͛́ỵ̸̀o̶͉͋ǘ̸͂.̷ Protectiv́́e̵̾͘.̵̅ Even ͝n̴̋̄ò̶͆w̷̽͊.̷̪͌

Then, another flash—this one more visceral. A wretched thing, gaunt and trembling, curled in the dark. Chains coiled around it, glinting with something ancient and cruel. A prisoner? A warning? 

The chains slithered toward her, inviting—no, daring her—to reach. 

Then, gone.

 K̴̀́i̴̿͝s̷̎͝s̶̒̾e̵̊̂d̸̋̒ ̴̑͋b̴͗͌y̶̑̃ ̷́͑t̶̄̀h̵̃e void. 

ʏᴇᴛ̈́͝ ̴̀͝ʏ̸͊͘ᴏ̴ᴜ ᴍᴀꜱ͆̍ᴋ̸̂̀ ̴̘͑ɪ̷̀̐ᴛ. ʙᴜʀʏ ɪᴛ̵̿̚.̵̙̏.̸̿̀.̵͆̓ ̵̈́͌ᴡ̶͂́ʜ̴̈ʏ?

Safrona startled at the sound of wine bottles crashing to the cellar floor around her as the voice bellowed its denial in her mind. Wine pooled like blood among glinting specks of glass. Rivers of red cutting around her own feet where she stood, rolling off into light-less spaces. Like veins had been opened in the walls of her sanctum, made to bleed. It had been a shattering, an emotive response of pure power.

Familiar. Had it been her? 

Her breath shuddered into the cellar as its many eyed-gaze found her, feeling its slithering consciousness rush against the felfire walls of her fortified mind, hoping it burned at the soul with every endeavor. She forced herself to calm, to concentrate. She would not let it through. She would not feed it.

And then came its tease. A secret. An offering in a flash of imagery. Someone trapped. A name. A name, a name, a name. She reached for the thread of offering, opening herself for a mere moment before she felt an anchored misery become insidious chain set to lure her. Another wave of flame flared around her mind and heart to further fortify her defense, but she felt the tendril slither through to know her, and grimaced.

“Yes,” she muttered with her answer, somewhat defeated, cleaved to her calm despite a desire to burn the voice’s influence to nothing. And yet…there was a suspended relief here, so long had she built a habit of trimming her truths, hiding behind the veil of empty, serviceable smiles. A relief of being truly known. Acknowledged, beyond the flesh.

 “Only just ’kissed’ by the void,” the Lady Shadowsun divulged with a careful tension. “I am much more than some impending Vessel of the Great Dark. I will always be more.”

Despite the core of her being revealed, there was more of her world she seemed to cloud, where ethereal threads webbed out into a dense fog manifested of her own will, obscuring more of her secrets. It had none of her trust, only a curiosity soured by animosity for their breach.

{ @allasticus }

[the-world-hopper]

@nxtorious-hxly-mall

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Lucas giggled from the hug Princess Cherry gave him. In return, he would keep his legs around her waist (despite her body being a bit too big for that), his arms gently around her shoulders, his hands caressing her back, and his chin on her shoulders. "You know, I'm gonna love cuddling with your marshmallow body," Lucas confessed lovingly.

[the-world-hopper]

@robotgirlaci

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"A.C.I., huh?" Now there's a name Lucas has yet to be familiar with; it could probably be some kind of acronym or something. As for her monotone voice, that's nothing too out of the ordinary for a young traveler of many worlds.

"Oh yeah! I'm new around here, alright," Lucas snapped back, "Hope you don't mind giving me the tour of this world." Guess this might be the chance to get to bond with this girl. He could tell she's definitely one of the good girls. "And by the way, would it be okay if I called you 'Ace' or 'Acey'?"

[the-world-hopper]

@nxtorious-hxly-mall

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"My name is Lucas!" The boy answered his new angel friend, "I know you're not the first princess I get the pleasure of cuddling and riding, especially if you're the Angel of Love." He can tell she really lives up to her title somehow.

[the-world-hopper]

@muses-of-the-memory

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It's a good thing it didn't rain on the whole room, because everyone would've been soaking wet by now. Now Sparks is drenched in rain water, and he's not happy about it. And seeing as electricity is dangerous in water, any lightning attack would've had both Pokemon beat. Now Lucas has no other choice left.

"Let's work your thunder bolt, Sparks!" Lucas shouted to his Pikachu, who could only sigh at what's about to happen. One stream of lightning at Starmie should do the job. At least Sparks can bring down his opponent with him.

[the-world-hopper]

@muses-of-the-memory

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A sense of pride grew a bit in Lucas in his first victory so far. Who knew this Pokemon Battle would end up this easy. And he was just learning the ropes, too; with his PokeDex on his side. To think that only two rounds is all it takes to win a Pokemon match. And if Lucas’s video game knowledge is correct, he guessed it’s pretty common in fighting games.

As much as Squirt jumped and clap for joy at his first battle won, he can’t help but feel bad for Sudowoodo. The squirtle hoped he wasn’t too rough on the tree Pokemon. He goes up to Sudowoodo as he was being healed by Blissey to give the tree a pat on the shoulder and a nod, showing respect and sportsmanship in putting up a bit of a fight. Then he turns to Lucas, cuing his return to his ball with a nod. “Okay, Squirt,” Lucas gets out his waterdrop stickered Pokeball, “You can return now.” And with that, he returns his Squirtle to his ball.

At first hesitant, Lucas claims his reward from Brock with a sincere, “Thanks, mister.” And since he hasn’t a jacket or a backpack on him to pin his new Boulder Badge, he just puts one in his pocket. Cleffa smiled and nodded at Lucas’s first win by far as she leans on PJ’s Pikachu. He looks up to PJ to say, “Not bad for my first try, huh? Where to next?” His Cleffa and Squirtle fed, he’d hoped he could gather some berries along the trip just to regain some trust in his other mons.

[the-world-hopper]

@muses-of-the-memory

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With all that talk on the controls, Lucas feels like he may as well be in a video game by now. Never would he have met anyone in each and every world who'd be that aware of the medium their in. Far as he's concerned, he's gotta be as real as he could be. He shakes his head quick to clear all those ridiculous thoughts and get back to the matter at hand.

"You fly, I shoot, okay?" Lucas commanded to PJ. The boy isn't much of a flyer anyway, in spite of his try flying a gummi ship. All he could do now is man the cannons.

Getting a good look at his cursor on the monitor, Lucas fiddles with the control stick, making sure that it's his crosshair that's moving. One tap of his A button should do for test fire. He'll habe to save those charge shots for later.

Now back to the dogfight. Lucas has to aim his crosshair at either Lenny or Janice before he can open fire. Hopefully he'll be careful enough not to hit Wally or Kuki.