TEST 7.

[azumods]

TIME. Seeing as it's probably not the best idea to kick down the front doors and immediately announce your presence to the entire base as a whole, a more delicate touch is probably what's needed here when it comes to infiltrating the base; the warehouses near the main building, then, seem to be an acceptable place to start looking for another entrance. It isn't difficult to find - the buildings are largely unlocked for the time being (possibly for ease of access, possibly because no one is capable of caring if they aren't locked right now) and enough exploration and shuffling boxes around will grant you access to a door at the back, leading to an underground passage seeming to lead you in the general direction of the main base. At the very least it's well-lit, the corridor leading to what seems to be a large basement that's both spacious and completely, unsettlingly devoid of people; there's no security posted down here, though it seems as though there really should be, and at the far side of the basement there's a staircase waiting for you, leading to a set of metal doors at the top that seem designed to slide open as soon as you approach them. Before you can do so, there's another one of those odd pulses, signaling that another temporal disturbance has occurred; nothing looks different down here, however...

Comments

[discutio]

Remember- [Ignis spoke in an undertone, even Hemera careful to walk a bit more quietly.] -we would be wise to avoid being noticed as long as possible. And when this inevitably comes to a fight, we work together and coordinate as much as we can.

[So, taking the cautious road, is there anything audible behind the door from the bottom of the stairs?]

[azumods]

[There doesn't seem to be, no.]

[thunderwolf]

[Eustace has Pup out at the ready in case they come across a situation that involves battle, but so far there's been...nothing. Not even spiritless Galactic grunts. That last pulse on the stairs does little to alleviate the eeriness of their infiltration, unfortunately.

He gives a light noise of recognition to Ignis as they prepare to find out what's on the other side of those doors.]

Shall we go?

[discutio]

[great, he hates this!]

...I can’t hear anything, but that hardly means no one’s around. They must have gone somewhere in the base, though we’ll accomplish nothing waiting here.

[greydients]

[Rey has her Lucario out (since Big Golett...probably isn't the best choice for a stealth mission), and the pair look focused.

This should be interesting.]

Let's just go.

[eudaimonikos]

[Michael's got Cat Janet at his side as well; though she's larger, she's stealthy, and there's no sign of her usual dicking around right now.]

Well, now, wait. Some of you should get back from the door, just in case.

[He says, staying precisely where he is near the door.]

[thunderwolf]

I'm not picking anything up either. It's...strange.

[He sounds pretty suspicious about the whole thing. Even when there were spiritless grunts around, you could hear them milling about.

He'll go ahead and approach the door with Michael.]

We're not all going to fit through at once anyway. [Especially with Pokemon out and about.] So anyone prepared to battle should go first.

[eudaimonikos]

We're good.

[He says, gesturing to Cat Janet.]

Janet, be ready to use Protect.

[hyruglyphics]

Probably.

[ basically all of Zelda's monsters are huge so perhaps unexpectedly in terms of reliability the one she has out in Vah Daroh, her Porygon2. The bird seems to be trying to manage this as a "stealth" mission by way of changing types to a dark type and blending in with the shadows, dulling the coloration of it to something closer to black.

... Vah Daroh is weird.

Also she's got on the galactic uniform again just in case. ... Not the wig though fuck the wig. She did try to do her hair up in a bigger bun(s) though. ]

[eudaimonikos]

[It seems unnecessary, given how unsubtle this entire affair is, but Michael likes to be prepped. He's wearing his uniform as well. He seems uncomfortable in it, and keeps trying to adjust to look more...anything else. He's carrying the wig as well.]

[divinedescendant]

We have come this far without coming to blows. Defend yourselves if necessary, but we may yet leave here without a fight if we do not begin one.

[babysitting is not easier when you throw around words like inevitably and make it sound like we gotta punch our way out of things!!! that all said her whole team's put away right now because the only one who mostly-consistently behaves, besides the egg with no behavior at all, is the six foot tall rabbit dinosaur kaiju, which...yeah......]

TEST.

[azumods]

[So, it seems the first room is full of nothing good or pleasant, and it contains all of two people and very little else; as you've probably guessed, however, this isn't your final destination. There's a stairwell at the back of the room, where the iteration of Eustace is currently standing; he doesn't seem aware of you or like he's noticed you at all, and he won't obstruct you if you try to go upstairs. And you might want to go upstairs - there's nothing here that will aid you, and it doesn't seem you're able to interact with the people involved here very well.

Your goal is to find the source of the temporal disturbances.]

[eudaimonikos]

[Michael's feeling a lot less cautious now, given that they've become time displaced and no one seems aware of them? He's just gonna head up the stairs and see what's there.]

[azumods]

[There's a door at the top of the stairs that slides open when you approach it; it seems that there's a corridor leading down to your left, and though it's difficult to see what's down there from where you're standing, there's also the audible ambient hum of idling machinery coming from that direction.]

[greydients]

[...did you say machinery....?

...

...hm. Well, it's their only clue right now, so Rey will start heading cautiously toward it.]

[eudaimonikos]

[Oh good, Michael didn't super wanna go alone. Let's go together!]

[azumods]

[The machines down here are huge.

They're brightly-colored in shades of gold and green, four of them regulated by a console of some sort in the center, two of the large...things flanking it on either side; they look like they might be power converters or generators of some sort, maybe.]

[greydients]

[...those are, indeed, some big-ass machines. Judging by the humming...]

...I think these might be generators, but...what sort of system would require this much power?

[eudaimonikos]

Time machine?

[Michael's gonna move over to the console. Is it awake, can he wake it up?]

[discutio]

My guess is the sort that erases spirit or forces interdimensional travel, all things considered.

[swiftasacoursingkawa]

W... what the...

[llllet's get a look at that console. Is anything running? Commands of some sort?]

[azumods]

[Well, unfortunately...]

[swiftasacoursingkawa]

[Sena's got his entire Galactic getup on, for all the good it does him. All his Pokemon are roughly breakable size, but most of them are either loud, impatient, idiotic, or some combination of the three, so for the sake of stealth, he's only got the serious ones out with him.

Namely Portus and Shell.]

Um...I think we should keep going...

[Being here is making him exceedingly uncomfortable.]

[hyruglyphics]

Yes, let us.

[ Follow in Michaeland Rey's shoes, that is. For Zelda's part the one she has out in Vah Daroh, the Porygon2 who is... not. Serious. But all herother ones are huge, so. ]

[azumods]

[That large meeting hall in the center of the building seems like the best place to meet up, halfway between the labs and Cyrus' office; assuming that you all haven't been completely displaced in time from one another, it seems the most logical place to go, if for no better reason than you'll likely at least run into each other there.

You'll get as far as the door when something will suddenly strike you as very, very wrong.

It may take a moment to place what it is; it may be obvious immediately, depending on how quickly you can recover yourselves. But what hits is that sudden feeling of being in the presence of something very ancient, very powerful, and perhaps most importantly very angry - the air is thick with the energy crackling through it, not an electrical pulse but rather something you can feel to your very core; if the Lake Guardians felt like they were aware of you down to your very soul, whatever is in this room feels like it can touch it, toy with it, do with it what it sees fit, and it's only by the grace of the entity itself that it simply chooses not to.

The feeling is sharp and overwhelming, something that hits you and your Pokémon both; it will soon become abundantly clear that while your Pokémon will likely put on a brave face if you ask them to, they very obviously do not want to fight whatever is in this room.

You can't see it, but you can sense it. You know it's there.

But for now there's only a person, standing in front of that raised dais, beneath the bright Team Galactic logo emblazoned across the face of it; he's not the source of that feeling you and your Pokémon are experiencing, not directly, but there's something about it that seems to emanate from him as well, though to a far lesser degree. He doesn't seem possessed like Candice did, but he very obviously doesn't look right, either; his expression is cold, unfeeling, and when he smirks a little at your entrance it becomes very obvious that it's a purely mechanical response - his body reacts, but he does not.

It seems Commander Saturn has been waiting for you.

His eyes aren't blank, but they're terrifyingly cold; when he speaks, there's nothing behind his words but pressure and ice.]

I still pity the likes of you, you know. Short-sighted. Unable to comprehend the glory of our new world, the beauty of our everlasting peace...

I can only imagine that you're after one thing - freeing the one that presides over time itself. But people like you... Imperfect beings like yourselves don't deserve Dialga's power.

Anything that opposes Team Galactic will be stopped. Anyone that opposes Master Cyrus' will must be crushed. Opposition will not be tolerated anymore.

Everything is for everyone - and for the glory of Team Galactic!

[SEVENTH TEST]

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