#snow vulpix

Snow looks at you for a second before answering, "I think chatgpt, along with all generative AI, is an absolute mockery and hugely offensive. We get a bad enough rap from how media portrays us, chatgpt only makes this worse and even the ninth circle of hell is not a worse enough fate for it! It and it's %$#@ creator!" Snow finishes, but she clearly could keep going if she wanted too

Inari looked positively overwhelmed with emotion, both good and bad. Eventually, he spoke.

“I’m so sorry they hurt you as well,” Inari said. “I feel very blessed to have people who understand my plight, but I so deeply regret that Team Rocket harmed so many others. I…”

Inari pulled Snow gently into a hug.

Nick nodded. "One second, gotta get my phone back."

[Mewtwo looked around nervously, feeling somewhat intimidated by the amount of Legendary Pokémon attending the gala.]

[Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Zlato hurrying by. Realizing there was another Mewtwo like him at the party, he followed after them. As he got closer, he could feel the distress emanating off of them. He slowed his movements, not wanting to startle them.]

Mewtwo @ Zlato: “Um, excuse me- Sorry if I’m interrupting, but uh… are you alright? You seemed pretty upset back there. I-is something wrong?”

Blaise: Y’know, technology and magic aren’t as different as others may think. They make the seemingly impossible, well, possible! Not to mention that it takes truly a great mind to build such an amazing … AI, that’s what you’re called, right? Or say, to figure out a brand new spell.

My home isn’t nearly as technologically advanced as yours, but I don’t think we really need it. Our abilities let us achieve the same things your technology can. Pretty cool, right?

Snow stares for a moment, listening, though her breath catches at the mention of her creation, or it would if she needed to breath. Snow looks away, trying to hide the tear dripping down her face, "Yeah... It does..." Snow says, voice somber. She doesn't seem to be listening to the rest of the Braixen's words, her mind clearly on something else.

Nova looks on from the background, clearly concerned. "All the lead in the world is but a feather to the burden guilt weighs," Nova mutters under her breath, barely audible