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[mischiefbreeder]

[The journal clicks on, and lo, it is Gold. Needless to say, he probably seems a lot more like "himself" to the careful observers who were paying attention these past few weeks than before. And to the rest? Well, you just see Gold.]

I swear, that was the longest three weeks of my life. Stuck like that, that stuff goin' down at the dome, watchin' everyone lose their minds... Geez, talk about your crap timing. Damn mallies...

Of course, the real kicker here is that while all this was goin' on, I miss out on April Fool's Day! That's my day! Man, and no one else even busted out some sweet pranks, either... Bit too late to go plannin' that now. [A groan. Definitely too late for that, especially with Masaomi off doing only God knows what. He needs his partners in crime for this, after all.

All this craziness that went on brings something to mind for Gold, however.]

Hey, I want a rolecall here. All Pokémon trainers here in Luceti, report in! Gotta get an idea of who's still lurkin' around here, after all. That includes you newbies we inducted, too! [Gotta make sure everyone's present and accounted for... Have to make sure that no one's... missing...

...Something's off in the house. Something's missing.]

...Anybody seen Mewtwo? Y'know, tall, furry, tail longer than an Arbok? Could melt your brain with a single thought if he wanted to? That one. Haven't seen around since that little experiment came to a close.

...Dammit, don't tell me he's...

Comments

[mischiefbreeder]

Not since the experiment ended.

[moehealer]

Do you think he's...?

[mischiefbreeder]

I don't wanna consider that. [Mewtwo's got a special place in his heart.]

[moehealer]

[. . .] Um... He said he likes going up into the mountains when things are noisy here... maybe he's there?

[mischiefbreeder]

...Yeah, that's gotta be it. Yeah!

[moehealer]

Y-yeah! So... It could just be that he hasn't come back yet! [Maybe he doesn't know the experiment is over?!]

[mischiefbreeder]

Right. He's just sick of all the hub-bub that went on here and needs to get away! [Steadfast denial.]

[moehealer]

Yeah, that must be it! [...yep.] Um... Do you think he may have his journal with him?

[mischiefbreeder]

Probably not. Or if he does, he's ignoring it.

[moehealer]

U-um... How is he going to find out that the experiment ended then? [All the denial...]

[mischiefbreeder]

He'd come back when he feels like it, of course.

[moehealer]

Y-yeah... I guess so..

[mischiefbreeder]

I know so. That's just all there is to it.

[moehealer]

Well, if you're sure then, Gold... I hope he comes back soon though.

[mischiefbreeder]

[If you could see him, Yellow, you'd see he's cringing at that statement. Because he knows Mewtwo's gone. To hope he'd come back would mean yanking him back out of his world and to here again...]

[moehealer]

[That's true... Yellow's still hoping that there's some possibility, even a slight one, that he is still here. Though at this point, that really doesn't seem to be the case. So she just goes silent for a moment. Mm.]