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[golisolation]

[The feed clicks on, and everyone is greeted with Guzma grinning like a total jackass. He looks the part too, white and black hair, yellow sunglasses on his head that are asymmetrical, purple around his eyes that... might be makeup? Lets not forget that fat gold chain around his neck with a gold emblem of a S that looks like a skull. This guy is, uh, something else.]

Attention fellow ImPorts—it's your boy Guzma!

[He pauses a moment, as if making sure he's got people's attention, like what he has to say is somehow important. Well, he thinks everything he has to say is important on some level, but whatever.]

This shit really connected to y'all? Awful convenient, huh? Guess y'all better get used to hearing from ya boy on the regular. That's right, big bad Guzma ain't gonna be letting this shit fall into disuse.

[Great news for you guys...]

So! If you ain't looking for a beat down, I suggest you make yourself useful. I just showed up, and while I ain't no punk loser who ain't got a clue on how to deal with being brought somewhere new so suddenly, may as well do some info gathering, huh?

I suggest you cough up what useful shit you got to share that them stiffs didn't go into. Don't go wasting my time with useless garbage, neither. I'm in the mood to kick some ass, so if you wanna just hand me an excuse to smash your dumbass into the ground, I ain't gonna stop you.

[Honestly, is he looking for info, or a fight? Maybe both. He shrugs, and then points to his head, tapping his temple while emphasizing his next part:]

But! Those of ya who got something in that skull of yours, y'know, a little bit of sense? A brain, maybe? You'll realize real quick what a stupid idea it is to get on the hated boss' bad side.

So, hurry it up! I ain't got all day.

[Yes he does, he literally has nothing better to do right now.]

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[crypdick]

[ The Outsider might have ignored this, but a couple of little things Guzma said caught his attention. So he responds, not to give Guzma a rundown (he's no welcome wagon, please.) but to ask his own questions.

The Outsider looks human enough, except his eyes - they're pitch black. ]

When you say a situation similar to this isn't new to you, what do you mean?

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Huh?!

[As if he's not even aware of the shit he said...]

What—no, man, I'm just saying I can adapt to the unexpected without my hand being held. This ain't outside my wheelhouse, yo.

[After all, he was planning on going to an alternate dimension potentially before coming here...]

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[ He raises an eyebrow. ] So what would you say is inside your wheelhouse?

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A lot, yo.

[Guzma likewise raises an eyebrow, though his is far more because of suspicion.]

Who's asking?

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The Outsider. [ You can almost hear the capital letter in the way he says it. As if it was important.

But then he rubs his chin. ]

Would you answer my questions if I told you something? Information for information.

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Interesting name. Very non-identifying. I can respect that.

[Well. That piques Guzma's interest, and he supposes that's fair enough.]

...I don't know what your interest in me is about, but fine. Though, if what you tell me ain't useful, I'm gonna act like you told me nothing at all.

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[ Oh, a good response. Especially since he's a master of evasive answers and vaguely-related anecdotes, so specifying useful is a good call. That said, he does love to talk. ]

The people who belong here idolize those from other worlds. Prove your status and they may give you gifts, drinks, food. Their lives are simple and easy, and they are easily entertained by the thrill of a newcomer.

But tread carefully - not all of them are as welcoming. If you're as keen on picking fights as you claim, by all means go to Maurtia Falls. I expect you'll find many ready to trade blows there.

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[Guzma might be dumb in a lot of ways, but sometimes. Sometimes he makes good calls.]

Do they now? Huh...

[Definitely something to think about and consider, though he's hardly the hero type. Quite the opposite, or so he's chosen to believe.]

Already in Maurtia Falls, it's where they dumped me. Maybe that's why, huh?

[Who knows, right? But this guy wanted to know some shit about him, and a trade is a trade.]

So, you got a question, yeah? Sticking with the same one, or you wanting to swap it for something else?

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Would they have done it to set you loose upon the city? Or put you where they thought you belonged?

[ He pauses, considering. If Guzma was going to be sensible enough to be specific, then so should he. ]

You told me to tell you something useful. I want you to tell me something interesting enough for you to be worth my time.

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Who knows! Either kinda fits, don't it?

[He doesn't seem disenchanted by this fact.]

Something interesting, huh?

[He pauses for a moment. Something interesting? Well, what Guzma thinks is interesting might vary from what The Outsider thinks is interesting.]

Tch, I'm the strongest trainer back where I come from, the best of the best. Ain't gonna meet none better.

[Or so he'd like everyone to believe, anyway.]

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What does that mean, that you are the strongest trainer?

[ He's met Archie, but mostly they talked about Wailmer. Out of context, it's lost on him. ]

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Pokémon trainer.

[His bad for not making the distinction before.]

My world has these creatures that vary in—hell, every way imaginable. Some of us train 'em for battling. And I'm the best outta the lot who do.

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[ That makes more sense. Now he seems to focus more. ] I have heard of pokemon companions. I met a couple.

[ He'll ask more about battling but first a very important question : ]

Is one of yours a Wailmer?

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Yeah, I've met a couple people familiar with 'em.

[Also a brat who's thirsty to battle, but whatever.]

...Guessin' that's the one you're familiar with, huh? Nah, ain't got one on my team. I'm a bug-type specialist.

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I have an affinity with whales. [ Pause. Bugs, he said? ] Among other things. Flies, for one.

[golisolation]

Whales and flies, huh?

[Well, the closest he has a to a fly is Masquerain.]

—Hey, I thought this was a trade off of questions, you've asked several now.

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Then by all means, ask me one.

[ Previously he took a guess at what Guzma might find useful, but if he's going to complain then the Outsider's putting this one on him. ]

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Aiight, do you know who controls what turfs around Maurtia Falls, hm?

[Of course he's speaking in gang terms here. In Alola, his was the only gang, but he knows that in larger places like this, there's bound to be more. Rivalries, territory disputes, etc.

Important to know in general, but when you plan to start up your gang again...]

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As in the gangs? [ The Outsider is familiar with gangs; they're common in the cities of the Isles. Murderous, violent, repetative. ] I don't. I expect they're there, but when I was last in Maurtia Falls, the dream-things at the time were far more worth my attention.

But I did notice that the criminals flourish there, and I'm sure an enterprising imPort could make a good deal of headway with a little effort on their part.

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Dream-things?

[He asks a little unintentionally. More so because he doesn't know what the hell that means, not that he super cares for clarification either.]

That's what I heard, yeah. This town's pretty damn shady, but I dig that.

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I'm sure you do.

[ The Outsider is good at reading people but honestly with Guzma he didn't even have to try. ]

Reality and dreams were not as separate as they should have been. You missed it. It was quite the show.

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This place is all kinds of fucked, ain't it?

[The more he hears, honestly, the more he's left wondering what this world even is. Unstable, comes to mind, but maybe that's the cost of dealing with trans-dimensional portals.

...which just makes him think of Lusamine and the Ultra Wormholes. Hm.]

[crypdick]

It's certainly been entertaining so far.

But I wouldn't know what standard you would measure it against. It has been very clear that my standard is not the norm.

[golisolation]

Yeah? This sorta crap is usual for you?

[Not that he doesn't have things popping up out of wormholes from different dimensions from back home. Even people! It's just... less controlled, and less frequent than this place has it going down.]

Can't say similar hasn't happened where I'm from. Don't make it any less fucked, though.

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There are no others from my world here, and I would know, and I suspect none from a world quite like mine. But there are things here that ring with familiarity. But if they were the same as my usual, it wouldn't be nearly so fascinating.