THE SWORD .

A  FORCE  TO  BE  RECKONED  WITH!

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[galacticled]

I   AM   DISSONANCE ,   WAITING   TO   BE   SWIFTLY   PULLED   INTO   TUNE .

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much like how many galarian trainers tend to favor a specific type of ball, all of victor’s pokemon are kept in PLAIN pokeballs. it’s a deliberate choice —— one of morals, rather than strict adherence to a simple aesthetic. truthfully, he doesn’t like to capture pokemon.      ( and there’s a side of him that looks DOWN on those who just treat them like things to collect. ) it took him a significant portion of his journey to even assemble a full team of six, because he was so RELUCTANT to pull an innocent pokemon away from its home without its consent.      ( his toxtricity is literally evolved from the gift toxel. ) the pokeballs serve as a failsafe of sorts; if one of his pokemon were to have second thoughts about being captured, they could break out of it easily.

additionally, what you see is more or less what you get with him —— he doesn’t have any other pokemon than his current team. while he technically captured zacian, their ball is perpetually EMPTY and they wander galar freely. the only pokemon he ever captured without explicit consent is eternatus —— who is, coincidentally, also the only pokemon currently in his pc. much as it fills him with guilt, they’re far too DANGEROUS to be allowed out at the moment. there are also many people who would jump at the chance to get their hands on eternatus for selfish reasons —— something victor is both afraid of, and strongly opposed to.

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ulawaza​:

hiroshi blinks a few times with surprise. at first he wasn’t sure if he was even the one being addressed, with how often people let him pass by without so much as an acknowledgement. so to be offered food like this is… well it’s a nice change of pace.

“sure– i mean, that’s very kind of you, thank you.” he stumbles over his words with how much it took him off guard, but he wasn’t about to refuse free food. traveling around the way he does means unstable finance after all. as he settles down for a plate, he acknowledges victor’s intelleon with a smile.

“i take it you’re not a fan?” he attempts to make light conversation so that it didn’t make the exchange feel one-sided. god knows if it worked or not, but he’s amusing himself with his own quips.

“what’s in it anyway? it smells great.”

❝ don’t mention it. ❞ victor replied with an offhanded wave, rummaging through his camping gear for another plate. ❝ treat others how you wanna be treated and all that, huh? besides, i think it’s fun getting to know new PEOPLE on the road like this. ❞ it never failed to be interesting —— likely in no small part due to his upbringing in such an isolated town.      ( where he saw the same small HANDFUL of neighbors and little else. ) it was even better to run into people who didn’t recognize him —— there wasn’t any pressure to conform to the image of the perfect champion that way.

inteleon, meanwhile, seemed less than enthused. ❝ don’t mind him. ❞ victor said flippantly.      ( the water type huffing melodramatically in response to the question. ) ❝ lancelot’s going through this phase where he wants to seem too COOL for everything. deep down, he’s just a big softie. always used to cry at the drop of a hat, too. ❞

the brunet hummed, finally pulling out a clean plate and wasting little time loading it with a serving of curry. ❝ it’s my own personal RECIPE. ❞ he explained, a touch of pride coloring his tone.      ( clearly quite confident it was up to par. )  ❝ pecha and occa with a pinch of spice mix to balance it out. picked all of the berries myself, too. ❞ he held out the food with a grin.

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clever-beets​:

❝I certainly hope you’ve thought up a definition for your newest term, then? Bedeiest.❞

He scoffs out the word, falling silent for a moment or two.

❝… I propose a tournament to find out which of us is superior.❞

❝ m’not really a BEDE. ❞ that much was obvious. ❝ i don’t think it’s my place to come up with a definition. you’d know more about that than i would, right? ❞ a brief pause —— one in which lips curved in a distinctly IMPISH smirk.      ( as though stirring up mischief was his intention all along. )

❝ unless you need an unbiased judge for your battle of the bedes. ❞ in that case, victor absolutely has a definition prepared. one he will conveniently choose not to SHARE.

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❝ every time bede loses a hair, it grows into ANOTHER bede. that’s gotta be why there’s so many. ❞ conspiracy theories by victor.

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gloryshielded​:

❝Break it? I sure hope not… haven’t we already had our hands full stoppin’ that??❞

    A pause.

❝… D’ya wanna give it a try, then?❞

❝ far as i can yell, yeah. but that just means we’ve got more EXPERIENCE fixing it than anyone, doesn’t it —— ? ❞ double the experience, even.      ( at least between the two of them. ) the fate of reality couldn’t possibly be in better hands.

even still, the handshake victor offers is... extra shaky.      ( he isn’t scared, of course. )

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❝ s’called mitosis —— ? ❞ he speaks like it should be OBVIOUS.

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@gloryshielded​ @227th​

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victor being protective over hop is actually an INTEGRAL part of his character —— as well as the core of why he believes he isn’t a very good person.      ( much less a hero, champion or anyone remotely worth looking up to. ) he reacted exceedingly badly when bede crushed his confidence —— something he still holds no small amount of REGRET over, even now. however, what really drives it home is that victor is personally guilty of the same exact crime. he defeated hop. he ruined his dreams —— but no, what victor did was arguably worse      ( at least in his own mind ) because he snatched them away in front of all of galar when they were practically within his grasp.

and for what? victor never WANTED to be the champion. there were so many other gym challengers with compelling reasons to win —— and he was only there because he wanted to support a friend. maybe go on a little trip around the region. have some fun. it was never a competition he aimed to win.

it was only when he got to wyndon when victory became a very real possibility. as much as victor didn’t want to be the champion, there was one thing he and his family did      ( desperately ) need. money. as mentioned previously, his parents’ business took a SIGNIFICANT hit when a pokemon center was built in wedgehurst —— and why would anyone come to them for aid when the center would do so free of charge? a handful of patients stayed, of course. those requiring specialized care, friends of his parents and the like. but it wasn’t enough —— certainly not to support an entire FAMILY. as the years crawled by, they struggled to stay afloat. his father took a second job that ensured he was hardly around. victor wanted so BADLY to do something to help      ( to fix things ) but what? after all, he was just a kid.

... but he knew being the galarian champion was an incredibly lucrative job. he knew he was good enough at battling that he had a genuine SHOT. it was a once in a lifetime opportunity to save his family. he could make things right again.

he only needed to backstab his best friend to do it.      ( and he hasn’t forgiven himself since. )

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❝ WE ARE THE HOP GUARDIANS! GUARDIANS OF THE HOP —— ! ❞

[997]

What do you do for a living

i try my best

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MAKE A CAKE TO FIND OUT WHAT YOU ARE MISSING IN LIFE.

HOPE.          the future looks bleak and empty, there are problems lying ahead that seem unsolvable. the weight of the world crushes all semblance of perspective sometimes... but remember, you are not alone. you are not responsible for solving every issue in the world and you can let go sometimes without feeling guilty for not fighting every second of the day. hope is out there, in all shapes and sizes, trust me. tilting your face into the sun, seeing a friend after a long time, listening to your favourite song... those joys will not disappear while you are breathing, there will be music tomorrow, too!

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circhester-flair​:

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“…Then I guess we’re just going to have to have problems, champ.”

❝ guess we are. didn’t know being the rock type gym leader meant having a heart of STONE to match. ❞ had he ever seen that sad little sobble face? clearly not.      ( that was the only possible answer. )

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❝ if you don’t like sobble, we’re going to have PROBLEMS. ❞

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krystalchronicles​:

It was in this quiet exchange, Kris knew she’d met a kindred soul in such unfamiliar territory. Even the stars, supposedly familiar, felt distant, even foreign. More foreign than typical. But it was in that unknown, she felt most herself. Away from the hustle and bustle, truly. This kid has the right idea.

A strong urge of purpose too, she can recognize. It brings Kris back to her earliest days of adventuring through Johto. a nostalgic smile slowly making its home on her face.

“Curry, you say,” she perks up, having expected to continue on her way after this brief respite. “I’ve yet to partake in Galarian cuisine, but from everything I’ve seen on the television, it looks incredible.” She can’t seem to hide the slight rumble of her stomach, her famished state becoming increasingly hard to conceal politely enough. A nervous chuckle, in between acceptance of this kind stranger’s invitation.

“If you wouldn’t mind entertaining a dinner guest, we’d be happy to oblige.”

a faint SMILE tugged at the corners of his mouth. ❝ well, you’re in luck. you could call me an expert in the curry arts —— not to brag, of course. ❞ even if that was definitely what he was doing. victor thought he had earned the right to brag a bit, however; he’d recreated the dish enough times on his travels that he could do it with his eyes CLOSED. that, in addition to being      ( in his completely unbiased opinion ) a half-decent chef to begin with.

❝ you can let your POKEMON out, if you want. ❞ victor continued, turning back to his bag. it only took a moment to get his collapsible cooking pot set up.      ( the entire process was practically muscle memory at that point. )  ❝ the best part about this recipe is they can ENJOY it, too. makes for a real convenient dish when you’re cooking for yourself and your party. ❞ besides, it was always better to eat with company, wasn’t it? that was why he had invited her to stay —— well, that and common courtesy. victor’s parents had drilled SOME semblance of manners into him over the years.

❝ got any preference for FLAVORS? ❞ he rummaged through the bag for a moment. ❝ i always keep plenty of berries on hand. can’t take more than three steps in galar without tripping over them. ❞

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... kind of strange how some people took to calling him a HERO after that mess with the chairman when he doesn’t even consider himself a good person.