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Miestwin said:
I'm guessing he wants Al, a dragon, to visit Kobayashi world, and hang out with other dragons there, and do some shenanigans.
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MarcusDeGabriel said:
I mean, it'd be a pretty calm world to relax in and get some training from other dragons.
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Would the Kobayashi dragons treat Alchemist like a child because he's "so small" and less than a century old?

Tohru: :ogles: "Does the widdle baby want a lollipop?"
Al: "I'm not a baby!" (pause) "And yes, I would like a lollipop*."

*Simpsons reference.
 
drvash said:
Would the Kobayashi dragons treat Alchemist like a child because he's "so small" and less than a century old?

Tohru: :ogles: "Does the widdle baby want a lollipop?"
Al: "I'm not a baby!" (pause) "And yes, I would like a lollipop*."

*Simpsons reference.
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I'm unsure, not having watched the series myself. However that DOES seem to fit from my limited knowledge.
 
drvash said:
Would the Kobayashi dragons treat Alchemist like a child because he's "so small" and less than a century old?

Tohru: :ogles: "Does the widdle baby want a lollipop?"
Al: "I'm not a baby!" (pause) "And yes, I would like a lollipop*."

*Simpsons reference.
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Sounds like a no-win scenario. They just need to start calling him Maru.
 
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shypunk said:
thanks for the chapter and for writing . hey author what boon's did alec yoink by happenstance
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Primarily the boon of not being a Shuckle.

The whole 'love' thing isn't meant to be a boon for Al but thankfully the wording is a little specific so it won't be everything with a matching pair of X chromosomes.

Otherwise, the boon is basically 'May you live in interesting times'. Shuckle-cell wished for a full adventure, after all.

As a note- I made a mistake in the initial post and have corrected it. The three major kinds of energy that Arceus identifies on Al are now Dragon, Ghost and Steel. Dark has been removed.

Al isn't meant to have native immunity to psychics. Unsettle them, absolutely, but he's not a blank spot.
 
Mister Ficser said:
Al isn't meant to have native immunity to psychics. Unsettle them, absolutely, but he's not a blank spot.
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Mew: Meh, I have seen worse.

Alchemist: Now I am afraid to ask.

Mew: I am the second oldest Pokemon and unlike my dearbeat dad I don't expend almost all my time sleeping, despite being a cat. To put it in terms you would understand, remember how budgy the Gen 1 Pokemon games were?

Alchemist: Yes.

Mew: Now imagine an entire multiverse that's like that.... and you are in charge of basically everything, cause the Creator God is taking a very long nap.

Alchemist: How is Arceus still alive?

Mew: Look, my dad main problems are that he is literally too powerful to exist in any universe, and that the more power he uses the more he sleeps. So while I am angry about it, creating a Pokemon to finish his work was literally the best he could do. Him entering any Universe in person would be like the entire world was made of frail crystal and you were a Silver Age Superman who lost control of his powers.

Alchemist: So really bad then?

Mew: All The Elder Gods having a picnic in in this branch of the multiverse wouldn't cause as much damage as dad could.

Alchemist: By the way can you pretty please send me home?

Mew: I don't want this reality to crash and having to debug it for centuries, so no, I won't send you back home.

Alchemist: Fine, could you at least help me?

Mew: I put a giant beacon that basically says 'Alchemist is here' so that your family can rescue you.

Alchemist: How is that different from you just sending me home?

Mew: Daddy is scared of Terra-chan.
 
SlickRCBD said:
Native immunity no, but wasn't he in the habit of keeping Mind Blank up 24/7?
The high level spell, not the watered down 1st level version from the Dark Sun CRPGs.
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He can't use magic so... no Mind Blank.

Mew: Mew, anything tries to get in from another multiverse branch, it will become a Pokemon.

Alchemist: Anything?

Mew: Well, yeah, you think I made those food Pokemon cause I was hungry? No, not at all and they weren't delicious.

Alchemist: That's not reassuring at all.

Mew: Oh don't worry, you are marked by Arceus so I can't kill you. Of course that doesn't apply to anyone who can't see the mark and most don't.

Alchemist: What do you want from me?

Mew: Wanna play Mario Kart 64?

Alchemist: Sure.
 
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    He'd been very talkative. Happy to provide details.

    Which were all wrong. Or otherwise completely nonsensical.

    Like his birthdate. Which was somehow about one thousand years in the future. Or the region he came from being some place called 'America'. Though he said he'd just recently been in 'Japan'. Neither of which existed.

    He'd also told her that the PokeMon that sent him here, his imaginary 'Arceus' was in the 'Hisui' region, which also didn't show up on any of her maps.

    Jenny pressed the little save icon on her screen and picked her glass back up.

    "Little early to be hitting things this hard, ain't it sis?" Jenny's sister, Officer Jenny asked her. The older woman loomed over her shoulder, invading her space to read what was on-screen.

    "It's five o'clock somewhere." Jenny argued, slamming her glass back down on her desk. "Had a kid walk up to the front desk telling me he'd been kidnapped. Except all of his details don't make a lick of sense, one of the Joy's was telling me the kid mighta had his brains scrambled somehow."

    "Oh. Fun." Jenny reached over her shoulder and grabbed Jenny's glass, deftly avoiding her younger sister's attempts to keep it from being stolen. "Was the aura specialist actually in today or are they off on another 'Training Trip'?"

    "He was in." Jenny grumbled, sorting her papers while her older sister drank her alcohol. "The musclebound numbskull said his Lucario couldn't get much off the kid. Had some Dragon in his aura but not enough to be related to the Draconid clans. Primarily Ghost and Steel which helps us absolutely not at all."

    "The heck is this?" The older Jenny asked, reaching over her junior's shoulder again to grab at the incident report. "...Don't tell me the kid can't even write?"

    "I got no friggin' clue, sis." The younger Jenny debated dropping her face on to her keyboard... But she didn't want to have to fix everything afterwards. She hadn't been able to make heads or tails of what the kid put on the incident report, either. "He could read just fine. Joy said there's nothing wrong with his cognitu... Cogna... Brain functions. It's just that anything he writes comes out lookin' like this."

    "So... What's the kid's name?" The older Jenny plucked the incident report off the desk, looking over it in between taking sips of Hard Leppa Cider.

    "Alec Mist. Supposedly." Jenny said, leaning back far enough that her chair was nearly horizontal so she could steall her empty glass back. "It's not any worse than John Deerling and it's what he wants to be called, so I'm filing everything under that name."

    "Ugh, trio feathers." Jenny groaned, looking at the mountain of paperwork her sister was working on. "...Come on, it'll wait 'till tomorrow. I heard we got a fresh shipment of sailors coming in, so let's go hit the bar. First rounds on you?"

    "Nuh-uh, no." Jenny stood up and stretched. "You want to get all Stunky-Drunk and strip in front of a bunch of sailors again, that's on you. I'm not throwing around my money so you can wake up with a mouth full of Muk."

    "You're no fun." Jenny whined, leading Jenny out the door. "Come on, live a little!"

    "I do!" Jenny argued, her voice fading as she got further and further away. "I'm just not paying for your drinks! I know you can just flash a little cleavage and half the sailors will line up with their wallets out. The other half will line up with their..."

    As the voices of the two humans slowly faded away, one of the exclamation points on Alec's report floated off of the paper and took a look around.

    "Unown?" It called down to the others letters on the paper, the whole mass of them peeling away and leaving it pristine. "Unown!"

    "Unown!" Several of the others called, floating about as they tried to properly configure themselves. "...Unown..."

    HYPER SPACE HOLE

    The constituent letter pokemon stumbled in the air, smacking into each other as the move failed to materialize.

    HYPER-SPACE HOLE

    Some of them nearly fell out of the air, the jumbled mess still failing to accomplish anything. Finally, after several rounds of bickering and arguing, they tried something different. Something that had been written with them upon the paper.

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    The hundreds of Unown quickly floated through the gate, the last one nearly getting caught as the power within was rapidly exhausted.
     
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