Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27049835-20180918012607/@comment-27049835-20180921021701

Mew sighs heavily. ''I'll go get him. Oh, and Kyurem? SHUT UP!'' With that, she's gone.

Ampharos is busy thinking in his office. Dear Arceus, what had the world- and, less importantly, his leadership skills, come to?

Mewtwo was currently fuming on the Island of Isolation. Mew appeared. I knew I'd find you here. She smirked. Mewtwo turned around sloely, his face full of seriousness.

Impressive poker face, I must admit. He narrowed his eyes. Mew smiled before melting into a lake of vantablack energy, reforming as the red core Kyurem had mentioned.

I tRy. Dark Matter.

''Where is she? ALthough we fight sometimes, I'd rather not see her dead.'' Mewtwo demanded.

'Oh, YoU nEeDn'T wOrRy AbOuT hEr. ShE cAn'T fEeL aNyThInG aNyMoRe.'

You bastard. Mewtwo growled. Here to gloat before you turn me to stone, then?

No, No, I'm HeRe To OfFeR yOu A pArTnErShIp.

I'm not in any position to refuse, am I?

Of CoUrSe NoT.

Thought so. Mewtwo sighed. ''Fine. I shall join you.''