Event end - Mega Evolution

[bravenewmods]

As people face their fears and insecurities, the images slowly fade away as they are funneled into a singular cavern room. The walls are lined with floating images - records of the trials faced playing across the walls. Hovering above the floor in the center of the room is a strange Pokémon, its eyes closed in meditation. As more people enter the room, the swirling memories begin to form around the Pokémon, coalescing into a symbol. As the images merge with the Pokémon, it appears changed.

Greetings, Humans of the New World.

The voice is soft, warm, and nurturing.

I am Diancie. I guard the gate to the final evolution. I have heard much of you. I am pleased to say that others have spoken quite highly of you. I am here to give you a gift, one never before granted to humanity. But then, many among you are not entirely human anymore, are you?

Be warned, the power I give today is not to be taken lightly. We have observed your progress and we are pleased with your triumphs. Sparing your kind was not a mistake! It is our hope that you will use this for good use.

[OOC: With that, the event has officially ended and things will return to normal. Characters may use this post to ask questions of Diancie.]

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[bravenewmods]

[The humans are certainly a brave and deserving lot! So thinks Diancie as she addresses each question in turn. Unfortunately, she fails to notice the one slinking out the door as she busily darts from person to person.]

And so, it is my honor to be the guardian of this power!

[She speaks to someone else - but her arms fling up in exuberance and a shower of beautiful gems fly out dramatically from her body. ...A large number of them randomly ricochet off the walls and smash into Rincewind.]

...Oops.

[morituri_nolumus_mori]

[ Fortune favors fools. He makes a mad dive to the ground and curls into a defensive huddle as shiny things zing past and plink harmlessly off his back and sides. He's just ... going to wait it out. ]

[bravenewmods]

Oh, dear! I am sorry.

[She glides over towards his prostrate form.]

I get a bit carried away - perhaps you wouldn't understand, but... it's very exciting to meet the ones who have conquered this cave.

[morituri_nolumus_mori]

[ Rincewind risks a peek from under the brim of his battered and bruised wizzard maggus hat. ]

You're, er ... not in a smiting sort of mood, then?

[ He doesn't know any gods, but he can think of a good reason for them to be more than displeased with the whole of humanity. It could all be a clever ruse. ]

[bravenewmods]

Smiting?

[She knows, intellectually, what that word means, though she's never really considered its practical applications.]

Er. No, not as such. ...Why do you ask?

[morituri_nolumus_mori]

[ A little too quickly ] No reason!

Forget I said anything. [ So, here he was. Little ol' Rincewind practically cornered by some god pokemon...thing. One that could fling gems around all willynilly. He picks one of the discarded gems out from a fold in his robes and casts a scrutinizing gaze over the tiny, shiny thing. ]

I suppose, now that I've unwittingly got your attention, I should ask you something? Can't think of what else I'd have to do, unless ... I dunno ... I have to grovel? I don't know if gods like a good grovel before lunch. I haven't met many gods.

In fact, you probably hear this a lot, but you're my first.

[bravenewmods]

Oh, dear.

[Thankfully, gods are agender and are Pokemon besides, so that particular remark goes over her head.]

You can grovel if you'd like!

[She allows kindly.]

I can't say I've ever been groveled at, though.

[morituri_nolumus_mori]

Oh ... er, if it's all the same to you, I'd rather not have to?

[ a beat ]

Have you been here long? Er, in this cave?

[bravenewmods]

I couldn't say.

[She pauses thoughtfully.]

It's difficult to keep track of time here... Primarily, I slumber and await those who would seek this power...

[morituri_nolumus_mori]

What a life. Lying around 'til someone finds you. I'm almost jealous.

[ He gives the room another scrutinizing look-over. Rincewind runs a weathered hand through his scraggly beard. ]

When I wake up, I usually wake up hungry. Aren't you?