[Astral Harmony]

Most likely Fear. Ruin Pokemon are exempt from morale issues, being the murderous, brainless freaks that they are. Come to think of it, this RP has quite a surplus of murderous, brainless freaks. Gotta start thinking of other enemies...at least after this mission.

And now...

Part 3 of 5: The Third Night...

Rayleen: "Okay, before we begin tonight's over the top and usually life threatening festivities, it's time for the gift exchange."

...and the gift giving proceded...

Angelo: "Hello, Aster. This is for you."
Aster: "Oh, so you drew my name? Thank you, Angelo."
*Aster opens the gift.*
Aster: "Manly clothes and a self-help guide to being masculine?"
Angelo: "Well, you know. It's not healthy."
Aster: "What the hell are you talking about? You look like a woman, too!"
Angelo: "There's a difference between a bishounen and a crossdresser."

Bretton: "Hey, Evangaleen, I drew your name. Would you like to open your gift?"
Evangaleen: "I don't need to. I know it's your dick."
Bretton: "How could you possibly know that?"
Evangaleen: "You're holding it up against your own crotch."
Bretton: "That doesn't mean anything."
*Evangaleen slaps the gift out of Bretton's hands and onto the floor. Apparently, it wasn't what Evangaleen thought it was.*
Evangaleen: "How?"
Bretton: "Oh, that's just nice. I had that perfume imported from the Johto region, you know. The grass gym leader there rarely sells outside of there. I hope you didn't break it."
Evangaleen: "Geez, I'm sorry, alright? It's just that pretty much every other Year End's Gratitude, the only gift we exchanged was body heat."
Bretton: "You...you think so little of me? Of what we are to each other?"
*overwhelmed by sorrow, Bretton flees, weeping into his massive hands.*
Harliette: "That was pretty mean, Evangaleen."
Rachel: "Yeah, you're horrible!"
Evangaleen: "Look, I'm sorry! Well...lemme check to see if the perfume survived."
*Evangaleen picks up and opens the gift.*
Rachel: "Oh, wow!"
Harliette: "That's...what I think it is, isn't it?"
Evangaleen: "Yep. It's a mold of his penis."
Bretton: *snickering*

Melanie: "Hey, Chizuru. Your name was what I drew. Here's a gift from me to you."
Chizuru: "Oh, thank you so very much, Melanie! Let's see..."
*Chizuru opens the gift, then stumbles backward in shock from seeing what is inside*
Chizuru: "Melanie? Ah, not for nothing but, what exactly is that? Am I supposed to wear that?"
Melanie: "Tonight.........you."
*Melanie meaningfully turns around and gets lost in the crowd.*
Chizuru: "I wonder what she meant by that? Tonight.......me?"

Shannon: "Hey, Pierce."
Pierce: "Ah, there you are, Shannon. Did you get the gift I asked for?"
Shannon: "Yeah. Here it is, a jar full of sleep spores from my Pokemon."
Pierce: *evil grin* "Excellent."
Shannon: "I dunno why you need to go to such extremes, though. You're a really handsome guy. I'm sure you can have any woman you wanted without these sneaky tricks."
Pierce: "If you don't want to be sleep spore'd, go somewhere."
Shannon: "Ah...right."
Pierce: *to himself* "Good, I can finally get a good night's sleep for once. Calisto's slumber parties next door are so goddamn noisy."

Renny: "Here, Impact. From yours truly!"
Impact: "Ugh, I can't imagine what kinda shitty gift you got me, pipsqueak."
Renny: "Don't worry, Impact! I'm sure it'll be well worth your time!"
*Impact opens the gift*
Impact: "A self-help guide on speaking and acting?"
Renny: "I jus' figured that the way you speak and shift your eyes was the only reason you didn't get picked leader the first time."
Impact: "That couldn't possibly be true. Now get out of my face, runt."
*Renny flees.*
Impact: "What a truely marvelous gift! With the things I could glean from this book, I can avoid giving off all those obvious villainous vibes! Huah ha ha ha ha haaagh!"
*lightning flashes and thunder booms. Impact opens the book.*
Impact: "Hmm...Chapter 26, How To Avoid Ominous Lightning Flashes and Booming Thunder When Cackling Evilly That Could Betray Your True Nature. I know what I'm reading tonight!"

Charlotte: "..."
Calisto: "Hello, Miss Charlotte. Did you buy a gift for someone?"
Charlotte: "Nah. I drew my own name."
Calisto: "I see. Why did you not say something?"
Charlotte: "I prefer it this way. I hate gift giving and mingling."
Calisto: "..."
*Calisto hands Charlotte a gift that has already been opened.*
Charlotte: "What the fuck is this?"
Calisto: "Open it. You will see."
*Charlotte opens it and slowly draws out the cold, heavy, lethal stainless steel of a fully loaded Brisholm & Higgins .50 cal Special revolver.*
Calisto: "I am not good with small arms. I prefer my rifle. This was a nice thought from Miss Irene, but I feel it would be better to give it to someone who seems to appreciate firearms as much as you do, Miss Charlotte."
Charlotte: "Indeed, it is better to do so, Calisto. Indeed, it is."
*Charlotte slowly turns around and walks away, barely able to contain her wicked smile.*
Calisto: "I do believe I have made a most unfortunate mistake. I must correct this."
*Calisto aims her sniper rifle at Charlotte.*
Rachel: "Hey, Calisto, I'm the one who drew your name. It's kinda last minute, so I only had enough time to put a ribbon and bow on it."
*Calisto barely glimpses at the giant stuffed cat.*
Calisto: "Kitty!"
Rachel: "So what were you aiming at?"
Calisto: "Oh, who cares?! Kittykittykittykittykittykittykittykitty heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!"
Rachel: "I'm suddenly glad I chose Pikachu as my Pokebrid form instead of Delcatty. Calisto would've huggled me to death."

Lola: "Hey, Matthias? It's me, Lola. I drew your name from that hat."
Matthias: "..."
Lola: "Ah, heh heh. Anyways, I'm not sure what to get you, but I figured I had to get something so, I uhh, got you this!"
*Matthias slowly opens the gift.*
Lola: "You like this kind of stuff, right? I seem to be one of those scholarly types, y'know? Always eager to learn about this and that about Honmyr. So I figured a PDA would be cool for helping you keep your thoughts together...y'know? It's even got a lot of space and can use a whole bunch of files."
Matthias: "..."
Lola: "Do...do you not like it? I could always get it exchanged for something else."
*Matthias reached out and suddenly held Lola's hand.*
Lola: *blushes* "Muh...Matthias?"
Matthias: "Th-..."
Lola: "The?"
Matthias: "Th-...th-..."
Lola: *nods*
Matthias: "I thank you. I am very grateful."
Lola: *reassuring smile* "Well, I'm glad you like it, Matthias. And you know, I think you can gain even more than a gift tonight if you just mingle with the rest of us."
Matthias: "I see. I shall try."
Lola: "Cool. Then I hope we'll get to see more of you."
Matthias: "Of course."
*Lola leaves.*
Matthias: *talking to himself* "I wonder how much pornography I can store on this? Time to enter the digital world and collect security camera data on the female showers...because I am certain that the spy is female. That is the only reason I am gathering this data, I assure you"
*Matthias dramatically leaves the room*

I think seven exchanges is good to end on.