[House 15, you are completely batshit and far too noisy. More Pokedex Holders are always good, but Mewtwo's typical living arrangement limit is at one housemate, and he's running on frayed nerves. Frayed nerves do not a happy monster make! House 15ers may notice that their intimidating catbro has been spending as much of each day out of town as is ( Read more... )

[the action bit]

[hey pokedrrr house hey

guess who's strollin' in the door]

[the written bit; hey Xion, Mewtwo can borrow your filter right (or "filtered 100% to the Replica Club")]

Is everyone alright?

[just making sure

because you guys are really horribly accident-prone

just sayin']

[What a weekend that was. Beating on winged cultists had been satisfying, Mewtwo had to admit, but that long of a battle had been draining. More so on his teammates than on him - he had felt almost at home in that forest, being able to float freely through the overhanging foliage, the steady thrum of noise and life surrounding on all sides...

... ( Read more... )

Is there any knowledge of what lies outside this area that we are confined in? From past battles, or information obtained through the Malnosso?

What was this world like before their experiments began?

[It's something that came up in a conversation before, and something he's been preoccupied with since. Hopefully asking Luceti's population will turn ( Read more... )

Myaaaaauuuuuuuuuu-!!

[That is what the residents of House 15 will hear as something small, light pink, and glowing tumbles slowly through the air, floating head-over-heels across the living room. It kicks its legs agitatedly, but only succeeds in propelling itself across the room like a fuzzy pink bullet, ricocheting off the far wall and ( Read more... )

[Rule One of all Pokemon universes - everything can be solved by having monsters beat on one another.

This is no exception even when you happen to be one of the said monsters, as Mewtwo well knows - and that is why, upon discovering the wonderful thing called the battle dome, he doesn't waste a moment entering and taking a look around. Evil ( Read more... )

[The video opens shakily - the recording is either unintentional or unpracticed. There's a quiet hiss of breath, like an agitated sigh, and the pages flip across the camera.

A pause, as the page is examined and read. The camera wavers, catching brief glimpses of an arm, an angular head, a stubby horn, covered in a fine, pale fur, before moving away ( Read more... )