[ATTENTION ALL ISLANDERS.

THE EARTHCARVER HAS AN ANNOUNCEMENT TO MAKE, LOUDLY AND SMUGLY.]There are, in this place, many things biggish and smallish! And things will often run across things which are very much like them! Isn't that strange? Yes, of course it is ( Read more... )

[Doing what godzilla-shaped death gods do best, of course!

The usual PLOD PLOD PLOD noise of Tyratina lumbering around is accompanied by a lot of little thump thump thump and whoosh noises today, for trailing a few yards behind her tail is a motley assortment of Rock- and Ghost-type Pokemon, from Aerodactyl to Gengar, looking scared and awed as they ( Read more... )

[Not!Tyranitar is staring very intently at something. It's...a rock -

- no wait, it's a bush -

- Giratina what are you doing]

...hehehe. And yet - controlled.

[Whatever she's mumbling about is apparently rather amusing.

The "bush" shimmers again and melts into a rippling glob of light and shadow, peeling away from the ground and gently floating about in ( Read more... )

[It takes five full minutes for Giratina to sit down comfortably, and another ten to search through her sling for the exact object she's looking for.

She spends another eight quietly contemplating it.


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[Over the course of the day, something has made its way down from the mountains - slowly, step by step, a cloth sling full of trinkets and supplies over its back. By the afternoon, it reaches the CMA.

It's a Shiny Tyranitar - a massive one, nearly nine feet tall and crusted with layers of scales grown thick. It hauls itself along purposefully and ( Read more... )