The Forced Enigma of Dissonant Asymmetry: A Convergence Story of Another Kind

SHOULD BE READ ON PMDFF! This is the intended reading experience!

Two humans wake up as an Emolga and a Minccino in the middle of a wrecked plane. They quickly find out that nothing is familiar, and everything that they would have known has changed. The amnesia doesn’t help.

The two humans, a Keokeo with more to it than it seems, a robot with a corrupted memory, and an overly flippant Weavile quickly band together to find out what really happened on that plane, and see if the humans can be returned to normal.

Unfortunately, someone else is looking for the flight recorder that they carried away from the crash, and they will not stop until they’ve found it.

The Convergence universe originally created by acti_nerdington. You may be missing some context if you haven’t read Paradoxical Light, but this fic can be read without prior knowledge of the series. please dont consider this canon unless they explicitly say so

Chapters:
• I: HEAD POUNDING BREATHING SMOKE, Truth in Television || Stealing Names From the Dead (not my fault not my fault) Colder Yet Colder [valor] // Look at that pretty sky! 2^INFINITY AND A HALF
• II: 9,999,999 Channels: Hey! Who turned out the lights? A PLANE IS NO PLACE FOR A DEATHBED || forgotten by Planned Obsolescence; [hewn] The Saints Killed the WiFi // and they aren’t done : WHERE DID I GO WRONG? (everywhere)
• III: 5:55AM READING Sewing Mirrors \\ In 600 meters turn left || followed by (GHOSTS LIE GHOSTS LIE) It’s late. Go to bed. IS THE FOREST A DEEPER BLUE THAN // What do you think of libraries? [GRACIE GRACIE FORGOT THE LIGHTS]
• IV: The Love of Money; Root of All Evils // Paint [THE TOWN] Black; Launching Manifestation Systems, they realized a mistake \\ My Debts are Languishing in the Banks: “Isn’t that what you deserve?”
• V: DANCE PARTY AT THE END OF APATHETIC OPTIMISM {M3 AND MIN3} Things that are beautiful and transient || Did you know that [WHY DO I REMEMBER]: The Earth Explodes! REACTION ACTION REACTION // sugar is a sedative
• VI: BREAD AND CIRCUSES : The American Century as Seen Through a Brick \\ She moves like water touching [PREEMPTIVE HONEYMOON] the period from Friday evening through Sunday evening, Enjoy Yourselves! Enjoy Yourselves!
• VII: Lucky number! the towers are sending signals and i see them and i hear them || Angelic Voices Echo Through the Halls of Heaven, Under the Railroad Bridge [I hate sodium hypochlorite] LATE FOR DEPARTURE, UNEXPECTED LANDING