#v; time for the iono zone || scvi and post scvi

[ionozoned]

new comment from f:  if iono intends to make a statement, then it is only fair that someone so audacious in nature be successful. but we must ask ourselves if it is the right statement to make. the highlight of this ensemble is surely the chunk-heeled footwear, as it did us viewers the favor of only appearing in frame for roughly 10% of the stream. and as far as gym leaders with electric type specialties go, I find her yellow and black combination to be quite trite. ( sorry I couldn't stop thinking about them beefing over clothes )

unprompted (always accepting) || @intriguant

YIPPEE, A NEW COMMENT!!! Despite the fact that she got so many nowadays, she still liked seeing new ones come in, even if she didn't always read every single one like she used to when she'd first started her channel. It didn't really matter to her what the comment was- engagement was engagement! Negative comments were just as good to her as positive ones- actually, the former was probably even better. She loved a good controversy or internet beef! So long as it was mild enough that it didn't end in her having to make her 20-something-th apology video (she'd long since lost count) she was so plugged in.

Her eyes sparkled as she read this one over. It was one of the pettiest comments she'd received all month. It was beautiful- an absolute gold mine. She put on her best faux tears despite being alone in her room save for Bellibolt snoozing amongst her plushies in the corner. (He was doing a pretty great ET cosplay, admittedly.) She forced her hands to tremble as she typed, hoping to make it seem like she was crying and too upset to check for typos in her response.

[ omggggg woowoowowwowza wth?/?/?11??1!! mean to me???? u dont have to be such a HATER!!!111!! i dont remember asking for ur opinion, friendo! :( : ( :( :(:(L( what did i ever do 2 u??? if u dont like my streams u dont have to watch them!!! block me n move on bucko :( :( :( :9 :( sorry my fave colors r boring to u! maybe i just like combee movie did u EVER CONSIDER THAT?????? ur not just insulting me ur insulting combarry cb combenson HIMSELF. stop cyberbullying me, loser!!! ]

Aaaand send. She was going to get sooooo many sympathy comments. Epic win. Take that, random commenter. (Does she know that this commenter is clearly Faba? No. She does not. She's plugged in but she's not that plugged in.)

[ionozoned]

It was over for Wallace the second Iono laid eyes on him. She knew a good opportunity when she saw one, and she wasn't going to pass this up- not when he was more or less alone and defenseless without any security or staff to fend her off as if she were nothing more than an irksome paparazzo. (AS IF! No way she'd ever be that desperate for cash! And as unsympathetic as she was sometimes, she knew the horrors of being harassed by freaks with cameras when she was just trying to cross the street or eat a sandwich. That was a hell she would only wish upon her worst enemies- and even then she'd still feel a little bad about it.)

But perhaps it was less over for Wallace and more over for Iono. The all-star Hoenn champ had given her the attention she'd wanted, but at what cost?

"Ummm HELLO? Whosawhatsit?" She gasped in genuine shock as if she wasn't the one to be extremely rude to him first. He ripped her apart in record speed leaving her gawking at him, faux tears glistening in the corners of her eyes for her eventual retort. "You're literally being so mean to me and for why???" She went from blissfully arrogant to looking like a kicked and neglected fidough in the blink of an eye.

As harsh as Wallace's words were, Iono would probably benefit from some of the advice she'd been given. Unfortunately for her, she would very likely ignore all of it in favour of being unnecessarily spiteful. Here come the waterworks. She sniffled and wiped at her eyes with her oversized sleeves.

"SAYS YOU, OLD MAN! Champion schmampion! That's totally not even as impressive as you think! You know how many champions Paldea has? WAY MORE THAN HOENN DOES!!!" Granted that was because of how differently their leagues operated, but for some reason Iono still felt as if that was a worthwhile diss. "...do you seriously hate my outfit?" She added a bit quieter once she was finished with her tantrum, sounding uncharacteristically insecure.

@ionozoned:  "ok  pretty  boy  tell  me  how  to  get  good  at  pokemon  contests  or  face  complete  cancellation"  (  hi  cat  <3  )

𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐘  𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐒  𝐓𝐎  𝐏𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐀  𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄  𝐍𝐎𝐓  𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐍  𝐅𝐎𝐑  𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄;  he  had  family  that  had  still  resided  here,  after  all,  and  taking  in  the  sights  and  the  sounds  of  a  different  region  was  always  very  pleasant.  He  didn’t  have  to  worry  about  𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐀  wandering  too  far  (  he  had  to  bring  the  old  whale  so  he  could  keep  an  eye  on  him  )  as  the  ancient  didn’t  know  much  about  Paldea’s  region,  and  knew  that  if  he  wandered  too  far,  that  he  would  get  severely  lost.

𝐈𝐓  𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍’𝐓  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓  𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄  𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓  𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄  𝐇𝐀𝐃  𝐌𝐄𝐓  𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐎;  the  young  streamer  almost  reminded  him  of  his  niece  (  except  LISIA  was  an  angel,  and  IONO  was…well…  ).  𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄’𝐒  success  had  bled  into  the  ears  of  those  in  Paldea,  mostly  due  to  his  family  that  resided  here  (  the  perks  of  being  half  Paldean,  he  supposed?  )  as  it  was  great  for  the  region  to  have  a�� man  with  their  blood  in  him  to  be  Hoenn’s  CO-CHAMPION.  A  hand  rests  on  his  hip:  fingers  curling  around  his  chin  in  thought.  “My,  are  they  starting  to  do  contests  here now?”  He  mused,  eyes  fluttered  closed  briefly  before  they  reopened  to  look  at  the  girl. “A  better  outfit,  for  one.”  𝐇𝐄  𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒  𝐍𝐎𝐓  𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐏  𝐀  𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐓  when  it  comes  to  mentioning  her  attire;  the  bright  yellow  clashed  horribly  with  the  pastel  colours  of  her  hair,  the  oversized  jacket  was…something  else.  He  could  nitpick  the  entire  ensemble  if  given  the  chance,  but  he  stopped  himself  in  order  to  give  her  an  answer.  “Choreography,  the  bond  with  your  Pokemon,  your  attire…all  of  that  is  very  important!  As  well  as  the  dedication  you  decide  to  have  as  you  endure  the  specific  training  and  lessons  required  to  even  consider  winning  a  contest.”

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐒  𝐇𝐄  𝐖𝐀𝐒  𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐈𝐓  𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐌  𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄  𝐈𝐓  𝐖𝐀𝐒  𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄  𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊  𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍  𝐈𝐓  𝐖𝐀𝐒;  though  her  threat  elicits  a  scoff  from  the  CHAMPION  as  he  glances  around  to  make  sure  that  𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐀  was  still  in  his  sights.  “Cancel  me?  Good  luck  with  that,  darling.  That’s  not  as  easy  of  a  feat  as  you  may  think.”

[ionozoned]

@gruusha || TODAY'S SPECIAL GUEST IS...!!!

She let out a loud "ACK" as she was grabbed. Snatched! Seized, even! Oh, the horror... Admittedly, she was sort of impressed with how good Grusha's aim was! They caught her by the tips of her fingers and squeezed down on them like one those tube toys full of water. She opened her mouth to bark out some sort of trivial complaint, but instead-

"SHARPEDO TOOTHED GREMLIN?" She let out a gasp as if she was offended, but a delighted sharp toothed grin said otherwise. "Okay if you're tryin' to insult me you gotta do wayyyy better than that, cause that's an AWESOME title. If I wasn't already the The Electrifying Influencer, I would TOTALLY use that." If there was ever some twist of fate in which she became a water-type specialist instead of an electric one, she was definitely getting a sharpedo as her sidekick. In fact, she was sort of considering getting one regardless, now. Could sharpedos learn thunder fang? She'd have to look into that. Later, though. Because right now she was in a fight for her life against the cold. Sheesh, someone's gotta turn up the heat around here.

She stumbled clumsily as Grusha released her from their grasp, her thoughts zapping back to reality a little too late as she tripped over her own boots, nearly falling over. Thankfully, she managed to catch herself before the epic fail that would have occurred otherwise. Iono hopped forward to catch up with the other as he walked. She had to take big, long steps to keep pace. It was hard to keep up with her much shorter legs.

"Awww come on, pleeeease??? That scarf is ADORBS and I would look WAY cuter in it! At least tell me where you got it so we can be matchies! If you do that, I'll pay for whatevs you want food wise." Her twitch.tv payment had just come in the other day and it was a huge one. She was sort of dying to flex her new downfall of cash anyhow.

"...you were totally JK about the lashes though, right? They still look okay???" She pressed down against them with the tips of her fingers, hoping to make sure they stayed on all right.

[ionozoned]

@analuein || TODAY'S SPECIAL GUEST IS...

She squinted at the screen when she'd received a response to her email. It made sense that Thorton was one of those proper grammar and punctuation kind of guys. Literally what a nerd... But he was a nerd that, if she played her cards right, could make her so much bank. Paldea didn't have a battle facility, so if she could recruit one from another region to help her out, it could bring in a huge new audience!

She'd already asked Emmet, but he didn't seem too great with more modern technology. He kept wanting her to call him on some shitty old watch thing called an X-Something, and he had no clue what she was talking about when she suggested FaceTime as an alternative. Wasn't he supposed to be good at engineering, or something? Doubt. Major doubt.

Thorton wasn't making this much easier though, it seemed. It was just an entirely different kind of difficult with this guy. She groaned, letting herself slowly droop from her vintage Video Gear Command Center™ and onto the floor as if she were melting. She laid there on the ground for what felt like hours but was probably only a few minutes before dragging herself back up, sitting back down, and hastily writing a reply.

[you cant use that fancy schmancy business talk with me friendo. this isn't my first rodeo. 'generous offer' my ass, don't get a girl's hopes up just to leave her in the trenches! RUDE.] She typed, extremely fast without drafting up a response in her head beforehand. This was off the cuff and completely unscripted in usual Iono fashion. [but okkaaaaayyyy let's talk FOR SRS then. For serious.] She would make the effort of pressing the shift key at the beginning of every sentence just for him- for now, at least. [People like a REAL person behind the camera, y'know? My phones and Pokémon do great and all, but I can't really have those quirky person to person convos with em. I need a DYNAMIC. CONTRAST!!! How bout a trial run before you shoot me down, okay? You can make the episode about whatevs you want, even some dorky 'How It's Made' nonsense if that's more your style.]

[ionozoned]

@aetherceuse || TODAY'S SPECIAL GUEST IS...

At first Iono nodded along, hands on her hips and grinning over-confidently as Lusamine seemed to love her ideas. And of course she would! They were great ideas! Lusamine was so gonna owe her for this. What did Aether foundation even do, anyway? Did they make anything cool? Maybe Iono could get some free swag out of this...

However, the cord of her thoughts was promptly pulled from its socket the moment Iono realized she was being sarcastic. She let out a flabbergasted, offended gasp as she was shooed away like an annoying kid. This, of course, only made Iono infinitely more determined.

"Ummmm whosawhatsit? Mean to me! I was just tryin' to help a fellow girlboss out, you don't gotta be such a HATER. I was totally gonna be niceys and let you peep one of the horrors but NVM Miss Glinda the Good wannabe, you totally BLEW IT! KABLAMMO." She made a little explosion noise as she threw her arms up in the air to simulate the aforementioned explosion.

"Listen, I've been through this song and dance before, lady. Ain't this some sorta public service organization? You can't ban me from those without a REAL good reason. And it would be a SUPER bad look if you did!" And she bet the employee she'd spotted out of the corner of her eye staring at her in awe wasn't the only fan she had in this place.

"You want me to throw a coup or something, or do you wanna like, take a chill pill and be nice?"

[ionozoned]

"ACK-" She felt like she'd just taken a bullet to the chest. She was wounded. Critically wounded. How could they say that? Teenagers of all people were supposed to crave clout, but this punk wanted nothing to do with it! She didn't get it. 90% of her audience were teens, so why was she failing so epicly with this one? Was she losing her touch? Was she getting OLD? Was she going to have to quit streaming and get a REAL job? Like LARRY??? GROSS!!

"You are SOOOOO not getting it. I can't use someone ELSE'S footage on stream, you dweeb." Technically she could, but then she'd have to provide worthwhile commentary to make the clip "transformative" enough or she could get copyright striked. But she didn't expect some stupid kid to understand that. "You know I stream like, actual battles too, right? Like, super legit league battles? Alllllllllll of my gym challengers get featured on stream. But if you don't want that free promo, WHATEVS. I can get some other schmuck to show one off for me. I was just trying to be nice, but your loss, squirt." She was so red in the face that she looked like she was going to start crying.

“Clout? Are you stupid? I don’t need clout!”

What is this old lady’s problem??? She keeps showing up and trying to use them to make money or get viewers or whatever it is streamers do. Ree doesn’t exactly get it, but they know they don’t want any part of it.

“Of course I know how to use it! Look at my championship battle last year an’ you’ll see how cool my togekiss is when she uses twinkle tackle! But I’m not gonna use it like some little party trick for your dumb loser viewers. Z moves are way too important ta he used like that.”

[ionozoned]

@dragonplated || AND TODAY'S SPECIAL GUEST IS...!!!

"BOOOOO, you're no fun. What, is Kanto a two party consent region or something? SO LAME! Now no one's gonna pledge to my safety gear kickstarter!" Yes, you heard that right. She was trying to kickstart Iono Zone themed safety gear. Why? Because of course she was.

"Do you wanna just preteeeeend to kill me? For funsies??? I can just put a super small disclaimer at the bottom saying that it's totally fake and scripted so no one will arrest y- ACK. GROSS!!!" She shooed the pokemon away from her camera.

"You owe me a new camera, hotshot! ASAP!!!" Or at least a new lens. She'd compromise for a new lens.

[ionozoned]

"I don't think you're going to get any service out here. Alola's got alot of dead spots. Both for your phones and yourself if you're not careful. Like that sandy spot there, it's a Sandygast. Careful." With that Mina actually grabs the stranger by the jacket, holding her back. She then uses a stick to gently poke at the sand making it twitch then move out of the way. "Sorry for grabbing ya." (What if I.... *Puts terminally offline Mina next to terminally online Iono*)

@faegabond || unprompted

It seemed a helpful stranger had noticed Iono having issues with her Rotom phone- unfortunately, Iono wanted no such help. The simple, useful statement was met with an immediate eye roll and crossing of her arms.

"Dead spots? Like, no connection?" She gasped in horror as if the other had just told her a loved one had passed away before dropping her surprised act and waving a sleeve in disbelief. "Pffff. Nuh uh, no way. Dead spots are just a myth. My data should still work even if the wi-fi here SUCKS, I just gotta restart my phone real qu- ACK-"

She blinked as the pokemon that had nearly gobbled her up whole slithered away further into the sand. Iono's tune changed instantly, like the flip of a switch.

"Oh em gee... did you just totally save my life???" She asked with watery eyes that sparkled with a newfound admiration that completely contrasted her former impoliteness. "So I guess you're not JK about the data either then... No data? For srs??? Like for real and for true? Worst. Vacation. EVER! What are people supposed to do for funsies around here anyway then?" She needed to post her beach selfies ASAP. She hadn't posted in HOURS. WHAT IF HER SUBSCRIBERS FORGOT ABOUT HER???

[ionozoned]

@strawberrycriisiis // unplotted

There were only about two hours left until she'd planned to stream, promising her community (via some super clickbait-y tiktoks) that she'd show off the brand new shiny tadbulb that had hatched the other day. Since the difference was so subtle, she'd evolve it right then and there, live and immortalized on the internet. That way, no one could call her a liar. She estimated 8 billion likes, ez.

It was supposed to be easy anyway, but where was the little guy? Worried gaze landed on the open window and she immediately felt like she was going to have a heart attack. This was the single worst thing to happen to anyone. Ever. This was the most terrible event in the history of the universe.

She ran out into the streets. She was never going to find it all on her own. She needed recruits! She glanced around and locked in on a young woman in a school uniform. Target acquired.

"Yoohoooo~" She waved, innocently skipping over towards her victim. "Snazzy school uniform. So you're totally here for the gym challenge, amirite? Cool! So I'mma make you a sweet deal! If you can help me find-"

"Waaaaait..." Iono squinted as if trying to get a better look at hereven though she only succeeded in making her vision a bit blurry- but that was all right, the expression was mostly for show anyway. She's always performing, even when there are no cameras. "ACK." She suddenly yelled, way too loudly. "NOOOO, I remember you! You're-" Uh oh. She didn't seem to recall her name. Say something, quick!

"-one of those trainers." Phew. Nailed it. Perfect save. "You already did a gym challenge so I prob can't dupe you into doing a scavenger hunt for me right now, huh?" She hung her head in absolute despair. "...do you wanna help me out anyway? For old times sake? Just for funsies???"

[ionozoned]

What? What did she mean what? Iono should be the one saying that here! How did she not have more of a response than that? She was supposed to give some really obtuse answer about how it's just where she was born or where her parents were from, or tell Iono to fuck off. But to just ask 'what'? UGH...

"BORING!!! If my chat was here they'd be eating this up but noooo. It's a meme, Miss Tea and Biscuits. And a TOTALLY great one. You just don't get it 'cause like I said- you're boring." She cupped her hands (engulfed in over-sized yellow sleeves) around her mouth as if they were a megaphone. "Booooo. Zero stars. MAJOR down vote. I'm DYING out here." She groaned, draping her arms down as she hung her head as if she were too exhausted to stand up straight.

"I'm in the middle of a huuuuge content drought over here. I can't believe you're not even trying to help me right now..." She almost sounded as if she was going to start crying. Not once did she stop to explain who she was or what it was she actually did for a living- she was too upset. Maybe Galarian people just weren't reaction worthy...

Or there was the alternative- maybe Iono just wasn't up for this whole 'going up and harassing people randomly' trend that seemed HUGE online right now. But that was clearly impossible. It had to be the other thing. Iono was great at every trend.

@ionozoned

"why are you galarian??///?/???" i'm so sorry sadie

...now. She heard a lot of weird stuff in the past handful of years alone. Working with Sirio, or even being part of Galar's League circle, does that to you: you eventually have to get used to the oddities of VIPs, celebrities and children with way too many responsabilities on their shoulder. Famous people are weird.

This, however, takes the cake.

"...what?"

Congratulations, Iono. You managed to confuse her so much she might hit herself!!!

[ionozoned]

@rcguish || AND TODAY'S SPECIAL GUEST IS...

Oh yeah, based on his reaction alone, this was definitely the guy. And aw, he was pretty antisocial just like Grusha was! By that metric alone, Iono decided that they werre obviously the most perfect couple in the universe- and that they were her new personal, specially made for her season of The Bachelor. She wouldn't even try to shove cameras in their faces, this show was just for her. Iono would endlessly use her own relationship for clout, but even she wouldn't be brazen enough to impede on Grusha's relationship too much.

"Woahhhhh-" She put her own arms up in the air, motioning as if trying to calm a wild tauros. "Easy there, buckaroo! Your new friendo Iono - that's a me, bt dubs- means you noooo harm. I come in peace and all that jazz." Cue the jazz hands (jazz sleeves?) as she not so subtly inched to block the most obvious route of escape.

"I don't bite! And I'll be SUPER good, kay? I just wanna know a feeewwwww things." She put her arms up in the air, long sleeves unable to deny the force of gravity and revealing Iono's rarely seen hands. "No cameras, I prommy. I'll even pinkie swear!"

[ionozoned]

"You should cut your hair." Very blunt, very straight to the point. In a stereotypical Unovian way, of course. "I bet it's horrendously knotted. If you don't want to cut it, might I recommend Articu shampoo and conditioner? It's a wonderful brand. A bit expensive, but your hair will thank you." A painfully fake smile curled on his lips. But he did do his best efforts to make it convincing enough. He can't believe he actually decided to talk to someone less than himself.

"Ah...But I must also point out, with how long it is, I'm sure under all that dye, as I find it has to believe cotton candy is your natural hair colour, that your hair is grey. Like...A 60 year old woman's hair."

Now, he didn't particularly care about the shade her hair is in. What he did care about is how...Stupid she looks. To him, of course. She looks like a walking flashing lights warning.

"..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................EXCUSEZ-VOUS?!?!??"

"Ohhhhh OHHHHHHHOHOHO OHHHHHHHH." She was pacing back and forth she was so mad, even the magnemites perched on her head seemed a bit concerned. She needed to think of a good comeback RIGHT NOW. She had to really think on this one. She needed to go full on NAVY SEALS on this kid. He was going to regret ever being BORN.

"YOUUUUU!!!! Do you have ANY idea who you're talking to right now, pal???" To anyone that knew Iono, 'pal' was a red flag. You had to mess up real bad to be referred to as anything less than 'friendo'. "I don't need hair care advice from some PUNK ASS KID who looks like he walked straight outta some teen beach movie! IT'S 2025 LOSER, NO ONE EVEN WEARS VISORS ANYMORE! And if ANYONE could use a haircut ITS YOU!!! Have you even looked in the mirror lately? You look like an ungroomed furfrou!!!" She felt like she was about to self destruct.

"I'M the one that shills products around here, kiddo, you got it? I AIN'T USING ANYTHING OTHER THAN MY BESTIE'S BRAND UNLESS I'M GETTING THAT SWEET SPONSOR CHECK. And it'd have to be a BIG ONE."

And she was a natural brunette, for the record. //@trainerno-two

[ionozoned]

"Nyohoho, is that a CHALLENGE? Cuz I bet I could be way brattier if I tried! Nyahahaaa! It could be a HOT new tiktok trend." If that trend was getting your girlfriend to dump you as fast as possible. "JK JK. But you're totes magotes super cute too, k? And don't you dare forget it 'else I'll havta to SHOCK YA until you remember. Bzzzt!" She gave Roxie a very light pinch on the arm as if to simulate the aforementioned shocking.

She let out an excited "eeee" as Roxie pulled up some examples for her. She still didn't like the idea of conforming to normal fashion standards, but this stuff was super cute. She'd definitely have to work some of this into her outfits. Maybe one of those cute headbands with eyeballs on them? That would fit great with her stuff-

Her excited, spiraling thoughts were brought to an abrupt stop when Roxie chimed in with a final comment, and she gasped melodramatically. "PAUSE. REWIND!" Iono was soon back to her antics, lightly tugging on her girlfriend's arm with an expression that resembled a sad yamper pup. "You are SO MEAAANNN!!! I could TOTALLY pull off an epic Roxie cosplay if I tried! Your clothes are sorta baggy too, I could make it work! Hmmph!" She made a little pout before quickly moving on with a little laugh.

"You wanna come with BT Dubs? I can probs squeeze a plus one outta the production staff!" By which she means the could threaten to refuse to go unless they'd let her bring a date. Hopefully it wouldn't come to that though, management seemed pretty chill so she didn't foresee it being any sort of huge ordeal. If anything, the band would probably be even more excited to have Roxie attend than Iono, considering their whole emo style.

"You're lucky you're cute, you know that Iono? Cause the whole brat act is hard to work on me." Roxie had been trained in show business from a young age. She had tried to be an aspiring pokemon coordinator after all, before her family drove her passion into the ground. Iono was one of the few people she had openly trusted with that fact even.

While she didn't have any fashion magazines handy, most of her reading material was either boring novels, stuff she got from Shauntal as preview copies given she was a member of the league, and drafts of an autobiography she had started to pen but had stopped on multiple times, she did at least know the proper websites to scrounge through to get the info her girlfriend needed.

"This is all the basics on pastel goth. But there's still the option of going as me with a chest if you wanted." Roxie teased, always eager to see what Iono's overblown response to her suggestions would be.

[ionozoned]

A conceited little "nyohoho" of a laugh made it through the sleeve that slightly covered her mouth. "What can I say, the public just adores my electrifying personality!" Oh yeah, they were gonna get along great. This felt like straight up new besties energh. Though Iono had a habit of over-exaggerating and making a show out of her reactions, she was genuinely and entirely pumped. The only show here was they show they were gonna get on the road with Morgan's epic bike.

Iono practically skipped along after her, sleeves messily flopping around as she did so. When she finally saw the bike she couldn't help but stop and stare it absolute awe. "It... it's beautiful..." The little sniffles coming from her were only half exaggerated.

"Gym Leader Iono? Nyahaha- that's my day job name. Friendos can call me 'Iono, the shockingly amazing electrifying influencer'. Or just Iono if you're nasty." Hopefully it was clear that she was joking about the long, convoluted title. She did a performative little bow to Morgan's bike and spoke in a very very very bad Galarian accent as she spoke to it.

"Pleased to meet you, great indestructible Betsy." Her eyes snapped back to Morgan, immediately dropping the goofy accent. "YO, you can MAKE bikes, too??? Think ya could make me one? I can totes pay whatever commission fees ya got!" (Iono definitely noticed the pun Morgan had dropped and she thoroughly enjoyed it.)

Iono doing the explosion noise made Morgan snicker immediately, but she makes the same motion from the pretend explosion. Before Morgan can even comment on that, Iono starts to butter her up.

"Girl, flattery will get you everywhere with me. Love your energy. I can see why you're so popular as a streamer. My bike is just around the corner from when we finished our last mission. Come, come, I'll show you Team Maverick's first flagship ride."

Morgan starts to lead the way to her own motorcycle, respectfully parked at the PokeCenter. It's color scheme matches Morgan very well. Red, white, and black with the Maverick symbol on either side. It's not new by any means, but Morgan has kept it fine tuned and polished to an almost mirror shine.

"Gym Leader Iono, I'd like you to meet Betsy. She's just as much of a delight as she is strong. Could you believe she survived a fall off a mountain in Sinnoh? Cuz if I didn't both see it and fix it, I would never be able to tell. Jet and I used to share this bike until I made him his own. Now, Betsy is all mine. And she is thriving, if you catch my drift."

[ionozoned]

Iono had completely gotten over her initial annoyance at this point. Piers just didn't get all that internet stuff- that's why he didn't realize what a big deal she was, clearly. Iono wondered how old he was... Maybe he was actually super old, like grandpa old, Maybe that's why he'd retired from being a gym leader, too. And it was probably why Iono wasn't exactly a diehard fan of his music- she just wasn't in the right demographic, which is totally okay. Not everyone's gonna be a fan of everything from every era, right? Yeah this was making so much more sense to her all of the sudden.

"YAAAAAAS I'm ya gal! I'm TOTALLY great at all that jazz. WE'RE GONNA GET YOU TECH SAVVY, GRANDPA! Welcome to the 21st century!" And he even seemed on board with her nightcore idea! Yeah, okay, clean slate, she LOVES this guy.

"Makin' nightcore remixes is as easy as puttin' your song through one of those audio converter thingies. OKIE DOKIE MACHOKE-IE so let's get on the same page real quick. You don't do social media. And we are TOTALLY gonna fix that. But do you know how to use a computer? Or the internet?" She wasn't trying to make fun of him, she was genuinely asking. Her mind had been blown today, she had no idea what this guy and didn't know how to do.

Piers looked a bit surprised at how she reacted to learning he doesn't really maintain his social media. What could he say? He didn't like those kinds of platforms but also the idea that the public would know every little detail about him freaked him out a bit too. Instead Piers preferred the word of mouth promotion but she did have a point.

"S'pose I could at least look into it. Might need help given how little exposure I have to that kind of stuff."

It was a bit obvious that she had suddenly changed her opinion of him but that was fine. It wasn't like he was going to blame her for finding him an old fuddy-duddy for not maintaining his social platforms. That and hell it might be helpful to have her help him with it... That or asking Raihan who was the Galarian king of social media it felt like.

"Huh... Sounds interesting at least. Couldn't hurt ta try anyway." Now that he thought about it, he was sure he's seen a few remixes of his songs on PokeTube before. That and he can't really recall many artists doing this 'nightcore' remix on their own songs before.

[ionozoned]

A lightbulb seemed to go off above her head. In fact, she glanced upwards to see if a tadbulb had perched up there. There wasn't one. Aw. Would have been cool if there was. Anyway,

"Oh yeaaahhhhh you're THAT kid." Now that she remembered who they were she did feel a little bad. She didn't feel like admitting that though because then she would have to admit to being ignorant and ignoring the feelings of other people in favour of making content... Maybe she could try to meet them halfway.

"Totes soz for real though. You want me to go again?" She could really spice it up with a take two now that she actually remembered the kid. She was equipped with personal details now and everything.

"Anywho~" She chose to blissfully ignore every insult. Ree just wasn't cool enough to watch her streams. They were the one embarrassing themselves by forgetting who she was, not the other way around! "A stan is like... okay so you know who Eminem is, right?"

@ionozoned is groveling for … some reason?

"So like, I for real for real did NOT wanna do this, but I'm gonna straight up get canceled if I don't at this point. Any publicity is good publicity, but not if I get canceled. I CANNOT start losing sponsors, kid!" A lot of rambling and not a lot of getting to the actual point. "So I heard you're a champion now or whatevs. A bunch of your crummy little stans are BOMBARDING chat saying I need to apologize to you or something soooooo I'm sorry, kay?" She didn't specify what she was apologizing for. Honestly, she didn't even really know what she was apologizing for, she just wanted to be able to see her actual subscribers' messages in chat again without having to hire mods mods to keep up with all the spam. "We gucci???"

“…”

… who is this woman? What is she rambling on about? For some reason, her voice kinda bothers them, but that doesn’t narrow down who she is any.

That’s … wait …

“Oh, you’re the chick that keeps embarrassing herself in front of me, an’ you were shovin around my wheelchair when I told you to quit it. You know, your apology kinda sucks when you admit you don’t actually wanna say sorry. You’re kinda actin’ like a no-name opps right now. anyway. What’s a stan?