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[tsuntrader]

Silver made a couple of pooR life choices

???

profit

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[50shadesofprotag]

[Your grunts are in a state of panic and dischord, Silver. They're running for their lives, either straight out of the city or to you, all of them with their uniforms either on fire or burned up. They're terrified, scared shitless of whatever's coming after them, and whatever it is they were stupid enough to lead to boss.

It isn't much longer before a girl bursts in, a knocked-out grunt being dragged behind her.]

Is this the best you've got?? Lead me to your boss!! Send me the strongest you have, and I'll destroy them!

[tsuntrader]

[There are a good amount of people that he can imagine busting through that door.

He doesn't give any of the possibilities the time of day; Feraligatr's already been out to help put out some of the burning grunts, so Silver has him fire a Hydro Pump in Hilda's direction before he even hears her words.]

[50shadesofprotag]

[Hilda hauls up the unconscious grunt to take the brunt of the Hydro Pump, before timing herself to let go and leap out of the way. She releases Beck, her Krookodile, and uses Earthquake to destabilize the building itself.]

You won't stop me! You can't stop me!

1/2

[tsuntrader]

I beg to differ.

[If it's an Earthquake battle she wants, it's an Earthquake battle she'll ge...t...

...]

[tsuntrader]

[-Wait, he knows that voice, that's--]

[50shadesofprotag]

[She pauses, hearing that voice. She's created a thick debris fog, trying to glare through the dust.

But she's not messing around. She recalls Beck, and lets out Terrorbolt. The dragon busted up the ceiling, keeping Hilda safe from the collapsing roof around them.]

Any last words, before I fry you?

[You better not be who you sound like.]

[tsuntrader]

...Hilda?

[He doesn't seem too concerned about the state of the building. In fact, he doesn't seem concerned about anything outside of who he's talking to.]

[50shadesofprotag]

[...]

If that's you, Silver, prepare for the most painful ass-beating of your life.

[tsuntrader]

[...] Get out of here. [The reason why everything hasn't collapsed is becoming more apparent. Everything is now encased in ice.

Of course, that's not something for Hilda to be worrying about now. What might be more pressing is the Rock Wrecker that's headed towards her and Zekrom courtesy of Rhyperior.]

[50shadesofprotag]

Not a chance. Not until I beat the stupid out of you.

[Terrorbolt takes the hit, but recovers. It's been training long and hard, against Silver in that time and against Arceus itself.

The Outrage it unleashes is absolutely ferocious, likely amplified by Hilda's absolute fury.]

[tailcut]

[WHY AM I TAKING ORDERS FROM A KID.]

[tsuntrader]

[BECAUSE A KID KNOWS HIS SHIT]

I can trust you to not mess this up, right?

[tailcut]

Yeah, yeah! [Proton's life had become a perpetual, downplayed man-tantrum. Taking orders from a kid was ten times more infuriating than taking them from Archer. Or Petrel. And that was infuriating!] It's just a "pick-up" with some roughing up, I can handle it.

[forprofit]

[They're not poor life choices if you enjoy doing them!]

[tsuntrader]

[Actually he's mostly in it for his dad (who lets him do minimal paperwork and go out and Do Things!)

also to regularly antagonize keep an eye on Petrel hate you Petrel

and hardcore side eye you Archer he is side eying you so hard

but speaking of Archer what do you want is he supposed to be doing something else aren't you a pencil pusher can he help you-]

[forprofit]

[That is some serious side eying indeed. Archer pauses in the middle of signing paperwork and stares back] Is something wrong?

cam you shouldn't have given me a choice of character

[hoodwinks]

[Rob--

No, borrow from the rich and give to the poor. Robin's just making his rounds, sneaky as a fox haha, looking for things that look valuable.

A fox in Rocket's clothing, borrowed to get by in this not-so-quick borrowing, isn't that noticeable



right??]

oh my god

[tsuntrader]

[...What in the world are you even-

Well the grunts are stupid enough to fall for it... but Silver is not.

I mean you're like a fox thing what the hell. Silver does his best to stealthily follow him instead of confronting him or cutting him off.]

i apologize for ruining any of your childhood, provided you watched this at some point

[hoodwinks]

[Robin either doesn't notice him or pretends not to; he's focused on finding a certain room, and on the way he doesn't stop to talk much to fellow grunts. He just nods and smiles and pretend he isn't an anthropomorphic fox in a world of humans (how the fuck did he get here anyway).

As soon as he reaches a room which looks lootiful (if "loot" means "potentially stolen pokémon"), he steals into it and starts picking through them. Rattata? Only the top percentage'll do. Koffing? What, are they trying to give him a cold? Ekans? Reminds him of an old friend, and by friend he means someone who isn't a friend in the least.]

There's not one good catch in this whole load, is there? [Mumbled, noticeably with a horrifying British accent.] I bet these're all their spares for new recruits...

[...It wouldn't hurt to borrow a few Rattatas, yea, let's just do that --]

[strongsilent]

[knockout!!

knock on my window at two am

u say "rockets"

im on the way]

[tsuntrader]

[Wow Red get a life we're like almost done anyway

You're too late!!!1

(But not too late to get through all the grunt battles and the first boss battle that's more watered down before the boss goes ohohoho you've won this battle but we're already done with this place and now for plot advancement!!

And then there's Silver over here. In a grunt outfit. Watching.]

[strongsilent]

[excuse you his sense of natural justice prevails over any fashionable latitude!!!

... latetitude?

latetitude.

boom boom boom wow look at all that water half his team is at least part-water how did he even beat surge ~it is a mystery~

But since Silver's the only grunt left, he's pretty okay sliiiding up to him, soaking wet like half the building, and seeing what's up. Blastoise clomping behind him. Looking vaguely threatening.

Where are they, Silver. Red can't stand by and let bad people walk around with worse fashion.]

[tsuntrader]

[I see and match your half-water

But nope, just standing here, just being quiet and all. We can have a quiet guys with three water types stare off.]

this guy too u got lucky today cam welcome to "who cares" hour with lucas the jerk

[unwillinghero]

[A vacation down south sounded nice. Away from weaklings who wanted to battle him, away from a girl whose heart he'll never have, away from a best friend who only gets better and better every time they (hnnngh) battle...

Ah yes.

A nice, quiet vacation. Saving worlds? Not today! Lucas gives no shits about any sort of robbery happening around him, much too focused on reading the newest Gym Inquirer and generally ignoring the chaos around him. If someone else wants to play hero fine by him - even if his Luxray seems a lil off-put.]

It's fine, Nala, it's not our business.

[thedamnwoman]

[Well, well, well. You may have this region pretty well under control, Silver, as a leader of Team Rocket. It wouldn't be too hard to take down much opposition - people are prone to bow their heads down in the face of hopelessness.

But there's more rebellion. It's not the police force, they're capable as they possibly can be... it's a lot of worried women that are taking action. They're fighting back against Rocket Grunts, protecting their friends and family. Men are following their example. They're attacking the grunts they see trying to steal goods or Pokémon.

And eventually, the name of the woman inciting the citizens to stand up for themselves and to rebel comes out: Eboshi.

Eventually, Lady Eboshi herself starts making appearances. She mostly fights herself, using a sword, and carrying a large item that few can quite appropriately describe. It's never used, especially since a Pokémon had joined her; a Froslass.

And eventually, a movement is launched. A group of women are charging through a known base, small though it may be, and challenging Rocket grunts.]