...It h-happened again...
It happened again... They k-keep going after us...
I know, right? You'd think they'd be able to get the hint that we want nothing to do with them by now, but I guess not! ...and it's not like you're exactly helping here. We all kinda assumed that they wanted you.
...Pfft- Hahaha... Haha! It's funny, isn't it?
◇Why's he laughing? Isn't this kind of dangerous? Knowing those jerks, a repeat of the cruise incident could happen all over again if they played their cards right.
It's hilarious, don't you see?! Dudes, get this: No matter what happens or whatever I try to do, nothing will EVER WORK! They will ALWAYS find a way to get to us! Get to ME! It's kind of insane, if you think about it.
"Nothing works"? We're still alive, right? That has to count for something.
<Samrot actng werd. stop. cam down.>
NOPE! Because the cycle is just gonna repeat, until one or even all of us are DEAD and out of the picture! All because I had the audacity to think I had free will in this Arc-forsaken universe!
[Guy dropped to the ground, covering his head with his paws. A familiar aura formed around him, the intensity of it being almost too much for the others to stand around Despite his laughter, he seemed to be in a deep state of distress, tears forming in his eyes as the red markings on his helmet and bracers began to glow.]
What the hell- Okay, Socrates, what's with this universe speak? Of course you have free will.
NOT IF PLASMA HAS ANYTHING TO SAY ABOUT IT! HAHAHAHAHA... He-he... Haa.... aaaaAAAAAHHHHH!
Shit...! It's happening again!
Wh-What are we supposed to do? Is Mr. S-Samurott going to be a-alright?
I DON'T KNOW. Blizzard Breath, do your... whatever you do to get him to calm down! Blair, what about you?!
C-CAN'T?! The hell you mean "Can't?"
<tranng made samrot strong. powr got strong wih samrot.>
[Frost was barely able to get their message across before Guy began rushing towards the group, returning to that mysterious form once more.]
[Cherry snagged Cocoa with her tail, carrying Blair in her arms as she tried flying out of range of Guy's attacks. Meanwhile, Frost did his best to climb a tree, slipping a bit in the process, but he did manage to find a safe branch to take cover on. Guy flung one of his now blackened seamitars at him, appearing to have... struck a small chunk of Frost's hair. As opposed to having been sliced through like a knife through butter, that section.. shattered on contact?]
[Frost did their best attempt at a shrug, shaking his head solemnly.]
◇ ...Maybe he just needs to let off some steam. [Blair watched as Guy seemingly gave up trying to attack them and raced towards Route 223.] He has a lot going on, it looks like. Although... This is definitely unnatural. We need to get a closer look at what... that is.