[The ground near Blackthorn's south exit is scarred, marked by smoking craters of varying sizes. The earth is rumbling, disturbed by the force of a thousand great impacts over and over. The roars of powerful dragons can be heard, deafening all who are present to hear them. This could be the end of the world.

When Kayne and Mist argue, they argue ( Read more... )

[All Cecil had wanted was to check on the trenches one last time before going to bed. Surely that could not hurt? Thus, a few minutes before midnight, he'd gone down to the beach. But the moment he set foot on the sand, he found himself blinded by a flash of light. A flash of light that gave way to a very different beach, all of his belongings in a ( Read more... )

[Today's view of Ecruteak's Pokémon Center appears perfectly normal: the usual music is playing, the receptionist's desk is clean, and Cecil is smiling, with his hands clasped together and his right eyebrow twitching and- erm.]

Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. This is a Public Service Announcement.

[A strange squelching noise can be heard from ( Read more... )

[In the foreground, one Cecil Harvey, who is holding a few TMs and staring at them thoughtfully. In the background, one Kayne the dragonite and one Mist the Swablu, apparently arguing. Mist seems to be winning ( Read more... )

[Cecil is out shopping in the Department Store. Again, you might want to say. But this time he holds the Pokégear with his left hand while the rest of his body is buried by bags and boxes of all kinds, and people can see a feminine hand adding more to the pile every so often.]

I would like to thank everyone who has sent me gifts. All of your choices ( Read more... )