#interdimensional interlopers

Hey. Posting is hard. But guess what I have? Fanart of a fanfiction called Interdimensional Interloper! Bet you weren't expecting that huh?

Also, idk if the background is acurate it looks nice so we ball. Also, i used the cutsence when you pick your starter from the game as a reference. AU by @noah-bout-it and you can find the fic on Ao3!

Barley

Dogterra (Stage 1)

Flarrat

Cactdrain

I wake up in my tent to the notification sound on my smart watch, I got a DM from someone. I squint at my watch, glancing between the time and notification.

"Dear yadda yadda yadda, our team has noticed you posting pictures of a new interloper… Well… its not like I'm the only one but-" I stretch my body and get ready to leave still reading as I do so. "Hoping for your swift reply, Veronica Spruce… Like… the interloper researcher Veronica Spruce?" I pondered on this for a second as I trekked my way back to the ruins. I make it to the looming entrance of the ruins. To be honest I don't want to investigate by myself after seeing how unsettling the unidentified interlopers were, but I also don't want the Interloper Investigative Institute to muck everything up while the site is still relatively untouched. I only have like 30 followers on Squakler so who could've possibly given out the word that I was here? Checking the app, I notice immediately that my notifications are blowing up. "Oh that's not good." I mumble to myself, swiftly deleting the picture off of my account and locking it, then deleting the app. Standing in the arid sun for a moment longer, I find Veronica's email and decide to message her back on the way to my tent, pleased with the knowledge I'm not alone in investigating anymore.

"Dear Veronica Spruce, the investigation has not been proceeding as smoothly as I had hoped. Sending back up would be much appreciated as the new interlopers are not only unnerving to be around, but I can't quite figure out what type they are either. I'll send you my coordinates with this email so you'll know where to find me. Barley." My finger hovers over the send button for a second before finally committing. Almost as soon as I send it however I get another ping.

"Great! We can be there in the next 24 hours." Read Veronica's email.

Praline's Team:

Pinnipeo (Stage 1)

Guinimini

Plazdragon

"Professoe Spruce!"

I scrambled to the ranch as fast as possible, trying to find the professor. I burst in the building frantically, I need to tell her-

"What is it, Praline?"

I turned around and there she was, "I heard rumors about a new Interloper sighting-"

The professor thought on this for a second.

"How did you come to find this out?"

"...U-Uh, well you see-"

"Hey professor," a casual voice calls out from the other room, Rocker saunters in looking at his watch, "people are saying there's a new Interloper sighting at Lexlie Ruins."

"Squakler?" The Professor raises an eyebrow at me. My cheeks turn red.

"W-Well you see-" The professor's glare does not dull at my words trying to escape.

"I think this is a legit source, Professor."

"I didn't even realize Lexlie had ruins in them." She turns to Rocker.

"Well that's the thing," Rocker explains, "Nobody did until just the beginning of this week."

"Why that is interesting, thank you for bringing this to my attention, Praline." The Professor started walking toward her office.

"Heyyy-" Rocker complained. Hesitantly, I follow Professor Spruce and Rocker back to her office.

When I walk in, the professor was mindlessly leaning back in her chair staring at the ceiling, while Rocker glanced between the computer screen and his watch.

"What's up?" I ask.

"We don't-" the two started saying at the same time. They gave each other a look, and the professor spoke up, "We have no idea where the ruins are."

"Ya, it's hard to tell when it's so big." Rocker mentions. I peeked at the huge sand tan blob painted on the screen. It looks like the closest civilization to it are towns dotting the coast at the edge where the desert meets the ocean, and even less towns that inhabit the desert, likely used as trading posts.

"Have any of these people geo tagged their location when posting these?" I asked. Rocker looked up at me, and then back to his watch and speedily tapped on it.

"There...... does seem to be one actually." Rocker informs us.

"Where??" The Professor sits up in her chair.

"Well I doubt it's the exact location, but the location they tagged was Kersoma City.

"Kersoma...?" The Professor leans forward in her chair back on the computer, "Right here?" The Professor circles her mouse around Kersoma City.

"It could still be anywhere around that radius-"

"Unless we ask the person directly." Rocker started typing again.

"Give me the contact info, I can make it sound more official." The Professor demanded.

"Uh huh, sure." Rocker nods sarcastically, "Sent." He confirms after a few more taps on his watch.