@livingshinycharm asked: " HEY YOU!" She Is There, But No Fight, She Brought Him A Cupcake.

He clears his throat nervously, before plapping his cheeks.

"Ne'ermind. Err..." Just say it. C'mon, this is so unlike you. "Jus' noticed the device you're tinkerin' with. Was curious 'bout it. I do some tinkerin' myself, too. Always down t'learn more techniques, tho'." He pulls out his phone. It looks highly modified, pretty professionally done, too.

"Been wonderin' how to improve this thing further."

"Uh... yeah, sure."

Weirdo. Sonia glances over her shoulder at the device she's been tinkering with, then back down to her device. Then... sheesh, he's not going away, is he? "...Can I help you with something?"

TM12:Taunt - Share some trash talk/pick a fight with someone.

Pokemon Asks: TMs (ORAS) - Accepting!

"Hey. Come closer."

Yeah Faba you're the target I'm afraid.

@whereskymeetsea approached: " i was pretty mean back then, wasn't i? " <- said with a chill yet slightly smug grin. yea. mean. she kicked his ass severely

"...Yeah, actually. Ya were." He hasn't forgotten the massive ass-kicking, no. "Ya still smug 'bout it, hmm? Well, no matter. I needed it a' the moment."

"...?"

...fish.

magic: does my muse have any other magical properties / abilities? 

for the merfolk… 

"Oh, yeah, loads o' 'em actually." He doesn't elaborate on what, but here's a few of them: - Telekinesis - Water manipulation - Siren song (really potent and a big no no to use. Kinda an unspoken rule in the merfolk world not to use it)

He's just staring up at the ceiling of Plumeria's bathroom right now... So bored.

"..." So that's how this was gonna be, hmm? He's in the shittiest position right now too, 'cause if he retaliates he's giving him ammo to throw him out for real.

Cheekfins flared, he just retracts further into the bathtub, praying that at least the sparks don't hit him. This sucks.

"Sure, sure - get your beauty sleep." Jacks waved an hand in dismiss, pretending like he was going to just relax. But in truth he figured, if he was being the worst roommate ever, maybe the guy would just fuck off on his own.

So he released his Toxtricity. "Just ignore me and my buddy just jammin' out a bit." And as if on cue, Riff the Toxtricity began to play some loud music, causing sparks to jump into the air.

Oh he's pouting now? That's kinda cute, not gonna lie. He's lifted up by the shirt (kinda impressive), and just like he expected, Guzma returns the favour. Archie hisses too, but the grin never falters. That stupid, shit eating grin of his...

"Ya content now?"

He laughs. The bite stings for sure, but... He's had worse.

"Or can ya do better?"

WROSTIE I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE.

The bite hurts, nothing to say about it-- holding in another hiss turned out to be much more difficult than he first thought. And it will leave a fucking mark. Ironically, that's what pisses him off the most--

--no wait it's the smirk. The smirk pisses him off the most.

Squinting, Guzma pouts for a few seconds as he finds the words. Considers punching those teeth off, but that would just be straight up pussy shit. Proof that he couldn't handle it.

Soooo. The free hand grabs Archie's shirt, pulls him in and returns the fucking favor. Fine. Explain your own bite mark on your neck, asshole. Two of us can play this game.

surface

surface: how often does my muse visit the surface? do they like to?  for the merfolk… 

"All the time, actually. Sure, I love me some swimmin', but the surface got some neat things too." Also Kyogre is in the ocean. They're not on good terms.

"Bwahaha!!"

More laughter echoes through the room as Archie plucks a Pokéball from the belt clip. He tosses it into the air, and out comes his Muk. An unpleasant aroma fills the air as the Pokémon cries out angrily.

"Wouldn't dare dissapoint now, would I? Who d'ya take me fer?"

A wave of his hand, and the Poison-type starts preparing a Sludge Wave to toss at the opposing Sylveon.

Of course he does.

Again, maybe she should be scared. Maybe she shouldn't be staying here and responding to his laugh with a chuckle of her own. Maybe she should just leave and leave the world saving situation to the Champion.

"Kind of expected that, yeah!"

Her PokèBall was thrown in the air one last time before she finally released her Sylveon, who laaaazily stretched as soon as he landed on the battlefield-to-be. So calm.

"Try to be at least a little bit better than your grunts, okaaaay?"