Hovering in that strange halfwaypoint between awake and asleep, Amelia tries to keep herself firmly on the asleep side of the continuum until something happens that warrants her full conscious attention.
She’s not awake enough to think about what hour it is, or if this decision is a wise one, and if the Joy has her way it will stay like that.
So with those marching orders firmly in place, she rolls over in her sleeping bag to get to the cold half of the pillow,...
2025-11-21 06:48:22 +0000 UTC
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Standing in the shade of a large rocky hill, Amelia has never felt more glad that she’d studied ahead with nursing.
“Alright Magnemite, I’m just going to shine this light at you. I want you to follow it with your eye.” She says as she clicks on the makeshift penlight, created with a normal flashlight, some tape, and a pinhole.
“...Mag.” The ‘mon responds, obeying the instruction, and Amelia has to hold back a sigh of relief as the test flows smoothly.
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2025-11-14 02:23:56 +0000 UTC
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Trotting down the hill as fast as possible without turning the decent into a tumble, Tanya’s more rounded shape is forcing her to keep near total focus on the task while listening to Amelia get details from Taillow with half an ear.
“So you didn't see the ‘mon?” The trainer conforms.
“No.” Taillow responds, gently gliding in the air next to them. “There’s a bunch of magnemite floating around, I overheard that someone was stuck before they noticed ...
2025-11-07 00:45:59 +0000 UTC
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From that wellspring of energy burning within, a tiny thread of power is drawn from the mass and pulled in a direction that does not exist in three dimensions, closer to Tanya as she begins running through the set of equations she’d found to have the most efficient conversion ratio to psychic energy.
From there, she normally begins laying more equations onto this modified energy, now tinged purple with its change in form, but this morning she doesn't. Instead, she allows it to pool, s...
2025-10-30 23:25:52 +0000 UTC
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Ellie Joy stretches her arms above her head as she exits the lecture hall and looks around at the sea of pink to find faces she recognizes, adjusting her glasses as they start to droop on her nose.
She doesn't actually need glasses, one of the strange benefits that comes with the pink hair, but when she was little she had a … minor identity crisis after realizing no one outside the family –not even her non-Joy uncle– could pick her out of a crowd of cousins and s...
2025-10-24 01:14:43 +0000 UTC
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They make good time to the waterfall they’d stopped at the last time they’d walked this trail, despite walking uphill most of the way they passed the turn off in two days instead of the expected three, and by the afternoon of the third they’re walking in the valleys of tall rocky cliffs and scaling steep slopes as they enter the beginnings of the lava bed.
It was in the back quarter of the third day that Taillow stops practicing his air slash mid-dive and flutters down to shouting...
2025-10-18 02:37:04 +0000 UTC
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Commission? I think?
Well I wrote two chapters and I did it for some reason.
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“Alright, increasing my own reaction time and rate of speech is a must. But I still think we need to press more information into my calls.” Amelia grunts, trudging up the hill. “Just calling a direction works fine when we assume you can never be surprised, but if we don't plan for someone figuring out how we communicate they will take advantage of it. Otherwise, ...
2025-10-17 02:05:16 +0000 UTC
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A/N: Did I... not post this chapter? I swear I did.
I feel like I'm losing my mind. I have clear memories of doing my normal last minute check stuff then clicking publish. I even noted how weird it was that people weren't interacting here.
But I check today and it's just... not here?
Well sorry everybody. I'm not sure what's going on. I'd like to say its the computer but it was probably just me being bad at using the internet.
Ta-ta All?
(Ass...
2025-10-11 16:56:42 +0000 UTC
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A/N: ALRIGHT! TIME MARCHES ON! BUT I (IN SPITE OF CHRONOS'S SANDY GRIP) HAVE MANAGED TO GET A LITTLE LESS THAN HALF OF MY COMISSIONS DONE! THE REST WILL BE DONE TOMORROW OR THE DAY AFTER, ALONGSIDE THE NORMAL CHAPTER TOMORROW!
I AM BEYOND HUMAN!
Also, thank you to Giants Craft for the commission.
Also also, I agree with everyone that the solution to the last chapter was to make it longer. So I did here. As always the nex...
2025-10-08 19:01:01 +0000 UTC
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As cliche as she knows it is, Amelia can't help but feel the weight of history every time she stands behind the pokecenter counter. She’d never admit it out loud, but Great Grandma Mimi’s stories of her family's history always fascinated her when she was little, and it certainly instilled a deep respect and awareness of the thousand year legacy she’d inherited.
Mimi’s tales of Joy clan convoys braving every kind of natural disaster to bring supplies and aid to distant settlement...
2025-10-03 01:59:47 +0000 UTC
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Combusken takes a deep breath in just like his friend taught him, holds it, then releases in a slow exhale.
He’s calm.
The extremely relaxed chicken carefully picks up a metal cube, a different symbol carved on each side, and turns it over in his hands until he finds the one he wants, then tries to push it into the matching slot on the wall.
“We already tried that!”
Combusken rips the block out the wall and throws it at the idiot!
2025-09-25 22:11:58 +0000 UTC
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A/N: Ok. So. I added a Wattson interlude to chapter 37. I'm adding it here, and it works pretty much exactly as well. But if it seems like I'm going back in time here, it's because I am.
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“Now! I’ve got other challengers and you’ve got a journey to continue!” Wattson laughs, patting the young girl firmly on the shoulder and moving her toward the door. “Best of luck! At the rate she’s going, our partner’s going to be a monster.”
The Joy, ...
2025-09-19 21:46:08 +0000 UTC
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(EDIT) A/N: whoops. Forgot the rest of chapter 38. Here you go! It's also at the end of 38 if you wanna read it like that. Sorry!
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Amelia squints at the examination room countertop, still slightly damp from the cleaning product she’d used under the careful watch of Aunt Vee’s partner, then glances up at the ‘mon for confirmation.
“...Like this?”
The nurse adjusts her hat as she leans closer, taking a few long moments as she slowly moves her head back and f...
2025-09-11 22:16:42 +0000 UTC
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Looking at the human across from him, Taillow is –in a word– confused.
“Ooh! What about this one?” His trainer asks, shoving two nearly identical… metal poles with wood on the end in his face. “This one uses the same kind of wood as you had outside mauville, but this wood is slightly softer and recommended for your line.”
He blinks, eyes flicking between the two… –perches was it?– As he tries to figure out what’s going on h...
2025-09-04 23:57:02 +0000 UTC
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It’s dark again, and the gentle pressure on her mind has finally succeeded in quieting Tanya’s whirlwind thoughts.
In here, her injuries are… less real, as if the damage exists outside herself somehow, film layered atop her and just as easily removed.
Then, they are.
From all around, emanating from the comforting dark, an unfamiliar song of love emanates with synthetic crackle. Like a forgotten vinyl record, the echo of a memory still holding power even as it’s remov...
2025-09-01 00:29:45 +0000 UTC
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Thank you to Apostle_of_Tea and Giants Craft for the commission! A/N: SO, I decided that this first bit is going at the end of 35 to make th
Thank you to Apostle_of_Tea and Giants Craft for the commission!
A/N: SO, I decided that this first bit is going at the end of 35 to make the chapter more substantive, and it makes more sense. I'll note when the next chapter starts in big bold letters.
Sorry for the inconvenience
ON WITH THE SHOW<...
2025-08-25 07:49:40 +0000 UTC
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Tanya quickly drains the last of her coffee to chase the overwhelmingly sweet aftertaste of her pokechow as their early breakfast wraps up.
There was a moment in the seconds after the coffee grounds were released that there was resistance to Tanya getting her own mug, But that conflict was quickly and efficiently resolved by the insistence of someone cut off from that most wonderful substance for over a year.
As soon as the flavor hits her tongue, Tanya involunta...
2025-08-21 21:03:51 +0000 UTC
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Thank you VERY much to the ever kind Apostle_of_Tea for the commission!
On with the show!
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“And this,” Chansey says, holding open a door into a small doctors office and gesturing inside. “Is our examination room, you’ll probably be cleaning it a bunch and assisting either myself or Nurse Joy with handling patients.”
Tanya nods, adding the location to her mental map of the rather small building.
The pokecenter comprises...
2025-08-16 06:21:27 +0000 UTC
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Amelia stifles a giggle as she watches her partner look down at her bulk, then up to the door of the waiting tram car as she seems confused by what she’s seeing.
Because she wont fit.
Perhaps a few days ago she would have, but her adipose rarefaction has already swelled her out almost a foot horizontally, matched only by her vertical growth keeping her even vaguely egg shaped.
Even still, the ‘mon looks like an overstuffed plush toy, her arms slightly too short,...
2025-08-14 04:15:15 +0000 UTC
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Amelia furrows her brow and lips as she struggles to make the knot in her hands cooperate.
This will be the third time the target weight flies comes loose and she swears there will not be a fourth.
Finishing her knot, she gives it a few firm tugs and concludes it’s–
“Chans ch an.” Chansey says offhandedly, barely glancing up from the egg in her grip.
“Oh really?” Amelia asks, vaguely insulted. “And what makes you a knot expert?...
2025-08-07 22:47:14 +0000 UTC
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Amelia slowly runs a finger down route 111 as it appears on their map, without a pair of callipers eyeballing their distance can only give an estimate, but.
“I think we’ll get there by this evening.” The trainer hums. “Right?”
Tanya tilts her head slightly, checking her solar lock and the distance to their destination.
“...It’ll be close.” She concludes. “It’ll be downhill so it’s an easier walk, but if there are any complications and we push on we migh...
2025-08-02 19:38:19 +0000 UTC
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Thank you Giants Craft for the commission!
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The duo emerge from the forest back to the route and, after a glance at a compass, walk back the way they came in silence. Tanya continues her regular scan of their surroundings for threats as Amelia stares doggedly ahead.
They’d trained until lunch, then the pair ate, took advantage of the waterfall to wash off the sweat and dirt, took a quick midday nap, then were back on the road agai...
2025-07-30 18:23:58 +0000 UTC
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Thank you Giants Craft for the commission!
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Pulling yet another egg from her pouch, the ‘mon carefully holds it up to eye level and draws from the endless geyser of love in her core.
Separating the emotion from the raw power once again, she pushes a slow trickle of the energy though the shell and into the liquid beneath.
She does have to remove the emotion, one of the first things she’d ...
2025-07-28 17:14:06 +0000 UTC
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Lars sighs as he exits the lead developer exclusive lunch room, walking down the hallway back toward his office.
From behind, the unmistakably loud footfalls of the only other lead software developer approach along with a self aggrandizing cough.
“Lars buddy, I hope there’s no bad feelings between us?” The mass of corporate bureaucracy in a suit simpers as he wraps an arm around Lars’s shoulders. “It was just good business sense! The old man upstairs expects a b...
2025-07-25 20:51:37 +0000 UTC
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The sun is on its way down by the time the duo step into the clearing that surrounds the small lake the falling water feeds.
Amelia crows in triumph as she steps into the clearing first, pointing at the falls.
“I knew it! Told you didn't I?”
Tanya follows behind, carefully scanning the clearing and surrounding forest for immediate threats. She makes note of the small circle of stones and ashes marking a fire pit before humming in agreement.
“You did.”<...
2025-07-24 00:03:35 +0000 UTC
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Putting the finishing touches on the email, Aria takes a moment to scan it over to ensure there’s nothing in it that would be obvious to someone scanning over ADMIN’s emails, but at the same time obvious to the intended recipient.
Adjusting a few words, she considers running it by Solei again, but just as she thought comes to mind the joytoy wobbles from her seat and points at another patron across the bar.
“The fuck did you just say about me!?” She screa...
2025-07-20 19:21:47 +0000 UTC
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Tossing back a large mouthful of pokechow as her eyes glow a steady purple, Tanya telepathically shakes out her blanket as the larger ground pad is folded, rolled, and repacked into her bag.
Their first night on the trail went as well as expected, Amelia was exhausted from the trip and with just the two of them Tanya didn't bother trying to set up a watch rotation with someone who is certainly going to fall asleep.
Trying to do it herself meant calling on old watch training and so...
2025-07-17 00:15:32 +0000 UTC
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Initializing her consciousness once more, Aria comes to awareness in pieces as her mind initializes in larger and larger chunks.
After the bare amount of time needed to get her bearings and be ready for any surprises, the AI pulls herself across the still open connection to Solei’s neuralware and settles into her friend's systems.
Connecting to her eyes and ears while sending a ping to get the lay of the land, Aria’s own vision goes black for a second before resolving into a b...
2025-07-11 19:00:57 +0000 UTC
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“And so I went downstairs, told my mom, then, after a few days to register with the league, I picked up Chansey this morning and here I am.” Amelia says with a shrug as she concludes an abbreviated description of everything that had happened in the week and a half since she’d graduated high school.
Dexter laughs as he walks backwards ahead of them on the trail, occasionally glancing backward to not fall.
“Wow, heck of a u-turn for a few days huh?” He half yells ...
2025-07-09 22:12:18 +0000 UTC
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Tanya picks a fleck of pokechow from a paper cup reminiscent of a medicine cup and pops it in her mouth.
Immediately the innocuous looking chip of vaguely orange food explodes with flavor on her tongue, a barrage of sweet and savory that, once the moisture in her mouth saturates the fleck, gains a texture and undernote reminiscent of fried tofu.
Swallowing, she can feel the singular kibble as it hits her stomach, making a dent in her prodigious hunger all on its ...
2025-07-03 07:13:32 +0000 UTC
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