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"Excuse me?"
The Big Arms Inc. boys turned towards the speaker.
It was a Gengar dressed in exploration clothes.
They knew him for being their client of the moment, the curator and main archeologist of the museum they were renovating, but didn't remember his name.
"Mister Ed?" tentatively said Clyde.
"Al, it's Al," corrected the Gengar. "I couldn't help but overhear your conversation."
"So?"
Instead of answering, Al turned towards Bill.
"You say you had that dream for two weeks now?"
"Yeah."
"Every night?"
"Yeah. You know something about it?"
"Maybe," admitted Al. "I think you know the old legend about what we call the Mega-Forms."
"Yeah, it would mean that I've been chosen by the gods to be one of their guards," smiled Bill. "But that's just a legend, no?"
"Every legend has a truth at its core," answered the archeologist. "And there is more to the legend. Still according to the legend, the Mega-Form is also a reward for an act of nobleness, sacrifice or bravery. Had you done something like that at the moment you acquired it?"
"... Actually, yeah," admitted Bill. "There was this kid, in front of the store I worked at then, who was playing on the road and a car was coming. I barely managed to push him out of the way, the car was rushing me... Next thing I know, I was lying on the sidewalk and I had changed. That transformation gave me the burst of energy necessary to jump in time out of the way."
The curator smiled.
"Okay, let's say it's true. What does it have to do with my dream?"
"According to some ancient texts, the gods, when they would need their guard's help, would impose a dream upon them. The dream would persist until they went to the place shown in it."
"But... In my dream, I turned into a giant. How's that helping the gods?"
"I don't know. But what matters is the place. If it exists, then..."
A snort interrupted him. It was from Cid, who had a very sarcastic smirk.
"Is there a problem?" asked a bit drily Al.
"Yeah, I've got one: that's complete bullshit."
"And what do you know about that?!" spat the archeologist.
"Oh please! Gods? Visions? I'm a scientist, I don't believe in that voodoo!"
"How dare you?! Archeology is a science too!"
"Hah! I don't call going into dusty places to search for some trinkets a science!"
"OH, THAT'S RICH, COMING FROM MISTER HAUNTED HOUSE!!" yelled furiously the Gengar.
Cid, flabbergasted, moved uselessly his mouth for a few moments before recovering his voice.
"HOW THE HELL DO YOU KNOW THAT?!"
"I KNEW I SAW YOU SOMEWHERE, AND NOW I REMEMBER!! MY BROTHER WAS ONE OF THE PEOPLE YOU SCAMMED!!"
"HEY, I REPAID EVERYONE!! THAT'S FUCKING PAST!!"
"THAT STILL MEANS YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO ARGUE ABOUT SCIENCE, JACKASS!!"
"FUCK YOU!!" roared the Emboar.
Now that the discussion had turned into a shouting and cursing contest, the other guys turned to various activities.
Bill switched on a portative tv, and started browsing idly channels, his mind still turned towards the dream.
And he almost dropped the remote.
"LOOK!!" he yelled. "THAT'S THE PLACE FROM MY DREAM!!"
The yells instantly stopped, and everyone turned towards the tv.
"We are live from the Broken Lake," said the commentator, "next to the town of Lostole where, according to legends, a monster roams. The legend seems to be true, as more and more people say they saw the beast. The place is turning into a tourist hot spot and..."
"Well," smiled Al. "We're going there."
"WE?!" barked Cid. "WHO'S THAT, WE?!"
"Well, me and you all. I'm going there, and since I'm your client, you're supposed to do what I say."
"He's right, Cid," said Angus before the Emboar could yell again.
"And even without that, I'd go there!" said Bill. "If it can make me understand what is going on, then I'm going!"
"And we don't let our own down."
At the defeat of the Emboar, Al showed a very sarcastic smirk.
"I hate you," snarled Cid.
Art by
takataka
Original here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16019927/
Cid and Al © me
Emboar and Gengar © Game Freaks
"Excuse me?"
The Big Arms Inc. boys turned towards the speaker.
It was a Gengar dressed in exploration clothes.
They knew him for being their client of the moment, the curator and main archeologist of the museum they were renovating, but didn't remember his name.
"Mister Ed?" tentatively said Clyde.
"Al, it's Al," corrected the Gengar. "I couldn't help but overhear your conversation."
"So?"
Instead of answering, Al turned towards Bill.
"You say you had that dream for two weeks now?"
"Yeah."
"Every night?"
"Yeah. You know something about it?"
"Maybe," admitted Al. "I think you know the old legend about what we call the Mega-Forms."
"Yeah, it would mean that I've been chosen by the gods to be one of their guards," smiled Bill. "But that's just a legend, no?"
"Every legend has a truth at its core," answered the archeologist. "And there is more to the legend. Still according to the legend, the Mega-Form is also a reward for an act of nobleness, sacrifice or bravery. Had you done something like that at the moment you acquired it?"
"... Actually, yeah," admitted Bill. "There was this kid, in front of the store I worked at then, who was playing on the road and a car was coming. I barely managed to push him out of the way, the car was rushing me... Next thing I know, I was lying on the sidewalk and I had changed. That transformation gave me the burst of energy necessary to jump in time out of the way."
The curator smiled.
"Okay, let's say it's true. What does it have to do with my dream?"
"According to some ancient texts, the gods, when they would need their guard's help, would impose a dream upon them. The dream would persist until they went to the place shown in it."
"But... In my dream, I turned into a giant. How's that helping the gods?"
"I don't know. But what matters is the place. If it exists, then..."
A snort interrupted him. It was from Cid, who had a very sarcastic smirk.
"Is there a problem?" asked a bit drily Al.
"Yeah, I've got one: that's complete bullshit."
"And what do you know about that?!" spat the archeologist.
"Oh please! Gods? Visions? I'm a scientist, I don't believe in that voodoo!"
"How dare you?! Archeology is a science too!"
"Hah! I don't call going into dusty places to search for some trinkets a science!"
"OH, THAT'S RICH, COMING FROM MISTER HAUNTED HOUSE!!" yelled furiously the Gengar.
Cid, flabbergasted, moved uselessly his mouth for a few moments before recovering his voice.
"HOW THE HELL DO YOU KNOW THAT?!"
"I KNEW I SAW YOU SOMEWHERE, AND NOW I REMEMBER!! MY BROTHER WAS ONE OF THE PEOPLE YOU SCAMMED!!"
"HEY, I REPAID EVERYONE!! THAT'S FUCKING PAST!!"
"THAT STILL MEANS YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO ARGUE ABOUT SCIENCE, JACKASS!!"
"FUCK YOU!!" roared the Emboar.
Now that the discussion had turned into a shouting and cursing contest, the other guys turned to various activities.
Bill switched on a portative tv, and started browsing idly channels, his mind still turned towards the dream.
And he almost dropped the remote.
"LOOK!!" he yelled. "THAT'S THE PLACE FROM MY DREAM!!"
The yells instantly stopped, and everyone turned towards the tv.
"We are live from the Broken Lake," said the commentator, "next to the town of Lostole where, according to legends, a monster roams. The legend seems to be true, as more and more people say they saw the beast. The place is turning into a tourist hot spot and..."
"Well," smiled Al. "We're going there."
"WE?!" barked Cid. "WHO'S THAT, WE?!"
"Well, me and you all. I'm going there, and since I'm your client, you're supposed to do what I say."
"He's right, Cid," said Angus before the Emboar could yell again.
"And even without that, I'd go there!" said Bill. "If it can make me understand what is going on, then I'm going!"
"And we don't let our own down."
At the defeat of the Emboar, Al showed a very sarcastic smirk.
"I hate you," snarled Cid.
Art by

Original here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16019927/
Cid and Al © me
Emboar and Gengar © Game Freaks
Category Artwork (Traditional) / All
Species Pokemon
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File Size 2.82 MB
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Ah, I was waiting for this installment. And it definitely does not disappoint!
There is hardly a better person to ask, when it comes to legends, than an archaeologist. It's fortunate that sir Al picked up on the conversation! So, sir Bill as a guardian of the gods, eh? I'd be hard-pressed to say he doesn't deserve that title. Though, I imagine he would think it's a bit grandiose for him. He strikes me as modest!
I must say, the fast-paced dialogue between sirs Cid and Al is among my favourite instances here. I can easily say that, when words are exchanged as quickly as they are here, it's difficult to make a stunning backtalk/argument without skipping a beat. Sir Al performed commendably here! I like to imagine that it's difficult to catch sir Cid off guard like sir Al did here.
And the fact that everyone else proceeded to ignore the shouting contest is a scene of classical hilarity, and I well never not appreciate it! It really adds life and character to the crew, much like sir Bill nearly dropping the remote upon seeing the important news.
I find interesting that Big Arms Inc. has this kind of client policy. One would expect that they would not engage in endeavors not directly pertaining to the buildings they tend to, but here they are, willing to embark on adventure with their clients. It's admirable!
Sir Taka did a great job with the depiction of the scene here! And the fact that he sketched sir Cid saying 'bullcrap' is rather hilarious!
And sir Al is totally like Indian Jones and I would not have noticed it without the keywords! The darker colours set the suit apart!
This is a great second installment, sir. I am eagerly awaiting to see what secrets the Broken Lake holds for our heroes!
There is hardly a better person to ask, when it comes to legends, than an archaeologist. It's fortunate that sir Al picked up on the conversation! So, sir Bill as a guardian of the gods, eh? I'd be hard-pressed to say he doesn't deserve that title. Though, I imagine he would think it's a bit grandiose for him. He strikes me as modest!
I must say, the fast-paced dialogue between sirs Cid and Al is among my favourite instances here. I can easily say that, when words are exchanged as quickly as they are here, it's difficult to make a stunning backtalk/argument without skipping a beat. Sir Al performed commendably here! I like to imagine that it's difficult to catch sir Cid off guard like sir Al did here.
And the fact that everyone else proceeded to ignore the shouting contest is a scene of classical hilarity, and I well never not appreciate it! It really adds life and character to the crew, much like sir Bill nearly dropping the remote upon seeing the important news.
I find interesting that Big Arms Inc. has this kind of client policy. One would expect that they would not engage in endeavors not directly pertaining to the buildings they tend to, but here they are, willing to embark on adventure with their clients. It's admirable!
Sir Taka did a great job with the depiction of the scene here! And the fact that he sketched sir Cid saying 'bullcrap' is rather hilarious!
And sir Al is totally like Indian Jones and I would not have noticed it without the keywords! The darker colours set the suit apart!
This is a great second installment, sir. I am eagerly awaiting to see what secrets the Broken Lake holds for our heroes!
Thanks!
Remember that Bill was a professional bodybuilder, and enjoyed it at first. So he is modest indeed, but does have a bit of a show-off side.
Spoiler fact here: The myth arc here is that the gods are rebuilding from scratch their Guard. Since they're all made of Mega-Evolved, Bill won't feel it's a bit grandiose for him, since he won't be the only one.
It's something else that'll play this part (see previous image )
Furthermore, the Guard is up for when it's needed. When it's not, they do their usual jobs (ie, Big Arms Inc for Bill)
More spoiler: Of all the characters I introduced for the moment (including what I told you about Arno's story), who else has a Mega-Evolution?
Yeah, since the first draft, I imagined Cid as the skeptic (since he's a mad scientist) and the argument between him and the archeologist. The brother as a previous victim was a bit of a throw it in, though.
Yeah, that kind of stuff is always funny and lifelike, thanks!
Big Arms Inc. is a small, new company. To work its place with other companies being so much bigger and known, it needs to have its own tricks. Being made of "special" people is one. This client policy is another one.
I actually didn't notice the "bullcrap" thing! LOL!
For Al, I said "give him archeologist clothes", he said "what are archeologist clothes?", I said "I dunno, Indiana Jones clothes", and there.
Thanks so much!
PS: Check Cid and Ralph again. I changed a bit Cid's backstory.
Remember that Bill was a professional bodybuilder, and enjoyed it at first. So he is modest indeed, but does have a bit of a show-off side.
Spoiler fact here: The myth arc here is that the gods are rebuilding from scratch their Guard. Since they're all made of Mega-Evolved, Bill won't feel it's a bit grandiose for him, since he won't be the only one.
It's something else that'll play this part (see previous image )
Furthermore, the Guard is up for when it's needed. When it's not, they do their usual jobs (ie, Big Arms Inc for Bill)
More spoiler: Of all the characters I introduced for the moment (including what I told you about Arno's story), who else has a Mega-Evolution?
Yeah, since the first draft, I imagined Cid as the skeptic (since he's a mad scientist) and the argument between him and the archeologist. The brother as a previous victim was a bit of a throw it in, though.
Yeah, that kind of stuff is always funny and lifelike, thanks!
Big Arms Inc. is a small, new company. To work its place with other companies being so much bigger and known, it needs to have its own tricks. Being made of "special" people is one. This client policy is another one.
I actually didn't notice the "bullcrap" thing! LOL!
For Al, I said "give him archeologist clothes", he said "what are archeologist clothes?", I said "I dunno, Indiana Jones clothes", and there.
Thanks so much!
PS: Check Cid and Ralph again. I changed a bit Cid's backstory.
You are welcome, sir!
I guess that makes sense; being among your peers would tend to cool down the heat of grandeur, if only slightly.
(And, truth be told, I had momentarily forgotten how elated he was at his great size and power. This is going to be fun!)
And I do believe who that 'mon of interest among the cast might be. I foresee great things in the future!
Sir Cid as the skeptic is indeed to be expected, given his knack for science. Still, it didn't prevent him from using the fear of ghosts in the past! (I rather like the update to his story, by the way; it gives a more sensible motive, given his line of work.)
Given the competition among business, it actually makes a lot of sense for Big Arms Inc. to follow that route. There are few ways to make yourself known to the public; unique aspects, and making sure your customers are pleased (cue word of mouth), are among the best, in their case.
It's rather fortunate that you settled on Indiana. His suit design fits sir Al!
And you are, once again, welcome, sir!
I guess that makes sense; being among your peers would tend to cool down the heat of grandeur, if only slightly.
(And, truth be told, I had momentarily forgotten how elated he was at his great size and power. This is going to be fun!)
And I do believe who that 'mon of interest among the cast might be. I foresee great things in the future!
Sir Cid as the skeptic is indeed to be expected, given his knack for science. Still, it didn't prevent him from using the fear of ghosts in the past! (I rather like the update to his story, by the way; it gives a more sensible motive, given his line of work.)
Given the competition among business, it actually makes a lot of sense for Big Arms Inc. to follow that route. There are few ways to make yourself known to the public; unique aspects, and making sure your customers are pleased (cue word of mouth), are among the best, in their case.
It's rather fortunate that you settled on Indiana. His suit design fits sir Al!
And you are, once again, welcome, sir!
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