Test 2.

[azumods]

WILLPOWER The chamber at the back of the cave is not unlike the one before it - it's large and oppressively dark, with shallow pools of water puddled on the floor. However, it isn't entirely impossible to see; off in a far corner of the cavern, there's a dim light shining pale blue, the soft glow pulsing steadily like it's keeping time, like a heartbeat. It's likely, however, that you're not going to get a good look at whatever is causing it before a voice rings out from the entrance behind you, immediately setting the Spiritombs off with loud, ringing shrieks that indicate over half a thousand souls aren't pleased with what seems to be happening here, and as the words register, you'll realize it's probably for good reason. "In the name of Team Galactic, I'm going to have to ask you all to leave. The Guardian is rightfully ours." It's immediately obvious that at the very least, the voice doesn't belong to Saturn - it's higher-pitched, belonging to a woman from the sound of it. Turning to face the source will reveal a woman in full Galactic grunt uniform; she seems young in the face and she's rather short, though she's built as though she's likely strong for her size. While she's clearly here to do a task, her eyes are noticeably just as devoid of spirit as the others that you've seen - she's just as heavily brainwashed as the rest. The Spiritombs you've encountered will do their jobs; they'll protect the Lake Guardian physically, promptly proceeding to get between it and...well, everyone else here. They aren't going to back down until the perceived threat is dealt with; they really, really don't like Team Galactic. What happens now is up to you.

Comments

[heritrix]

[Whispers back:]

This is a bad time to confess it, but I've never actually watched an American football game before. Can you give me an example?

[eudaimonikos]

Oh, it's not complicated. This isn't even a football thing so much as a thing we do at office parties.

[And, louder:]

HIT HIM LIKE YOU'RE KICKING CYRUS'S PASTY NERD SKULL IN! [yep that is not a sports thing]

[heritrix]

[Oh my god.]

You do that at office parties?? The first thing that comes to mind when I think of that is a bunch of nerds with pocket protector, but if that's how it is, then wow. Corporate really is cutthroat!

[That's probably not appropriate so she's trying not to sound like she approves, but what the fuck, those parties sound like a riot and kind of fun?? Are these demon office parties, or normal ones?]

[eudaimonikos]

Oh, even the fanciest parties have to have a little violence, or it's not even a party!

[it's a demon office party]