A Grim Catharsis

This blog has been remade without the AU and now lives over here.

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saffron nights.

a pokemon special manga sabrina blog. yes. wow, that’s a mouthful.

[agrimcatharsis]

saffron nights.

a pokemon special manga sabrina blog. yes. wow, that’s a mouthful.

new blog is finished. go follow. i’m going to sleep.

[agrimcatharsis]

saffron nights.

a pokemon special manga sabrina blog. yes. wow, that's a mouthful.

new blog is finished. go follow. i'm going to sleep.

[agrimcatharsis]

half-saiyan-son replied to your post: “Since Kha (my canon blue) has been missing for quite some time, I’ve...”:

It wouldn't bother me if you switched blogs, I still want to rp with you and carry over their relationship... if they have one as of yet like what

Maybe I could turn that 00:00 drabble into a starter instead. c:

ferociter replied to your post: “Since Kha (my canon blue) has been missing for quite some time, I’ve...”:

nah, you're right, not a huuuuge difference. if it's something that's gonna make you happier then i say change things up to your hearts content!

Thanks for the support. I've been at an impasse lately and was thinking maybe this would 'fix' it.

[agrimcatharsis]

Since Kha (my canon blue) has been missing for quite some time, I've been debating on remaking my blog so it is just Pokemon Special--no more AU verse--with some minor changes instead. 

But, before I decide, I'd like to hear everyone's opinions on it.

If I do this, there'll be a few things I'll be changing:

Her age will go back to 21--since my AU is post-pokespe & her canon point will be HG/SS.

Without the AU, there's no war so she would actually be somewhat happier here--wow, that's an odd thought, but she's still gonna be a jerk as always.

Since the Pokemon League is normal here, she will give gym challenges if asked and it wouldn't be considered AU. Just keep in mind, she doesn't like participating in them so her side of the battle would be filled with complaints.

I will be changing blogs, but I won't delete this one.

Things that won't change:

She'd still be a part of Team Rocket--not Archer's and the rest of them--as she'd been a reserve, following orders to act only as a gym leader and follows after Giovanni after he returns. And yes, she does hold a grudge against Johto Rockets for various reasons.

As for current threads and relationships, they'll be carried over only if the other rper would like it to.

Pokespe verse can be pretty intense. After all, what other verse has the trainers actively participate in the battle and get caught in the middle of that action? Well, I guess you can argue anime!verse but-- 

If I do decide to do this, it won't be done right away. I've noticed a lot of things I should have done more carefully when I first made this blog and would like to take care in making it.

Right now, I'm 90% going for it.

Oh, and the reason why it's only pokemon special? Even though I'd like to rp game verse as well, my game verse!sabrina is completely different than my pokespe!sabrina that it'd feel like I'm running a multi-muse blog. As for Anime verse or electric pikachu? After rping pokespe!sabrina for so long, it's strange to rp her as honestly happy, which she is at the end of both series. There's nothing wrong with it, it's just odd for me to rp.

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ghosttrainermorty:

[text]: wait what

[text]: oh shit

[text]: wow im so sorry

[text]: i dont even know what to say sorry doesnt even seem to cover it

There was a moment of silence before another text was sent.

[text]: Was that supposed to be a joke?

[podlinnayaimitatsiya-deactivate]

It was odd, how it appeared that the older woman was giving the mimic any sort of open options. There was no free will behind the milk coffee optics as they stared intently upon the other, a blank expression residing upon ivory tones as pale lips formed a thin line.

                                         ❝Yes, I suppose it does. Shall I do something, Master Sabrina?❞

As if the question had even needed to be asked, the answer had already been given long before the inquiry even arose to the girl’s vocal chords and past her lips.

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"Tea," she answered simply, blatantly ignoring the look she was given. It was like a game of pretend. While the others were gone, here was her toy, her doll, ready and willing to keep her entertained when simply ordering around others wasn't enough. This one served an additional purpose, something the other couldn't provide. "Make me some." She added needlessly, giving a languid but dismissive wave.

And she turned and began to walk away.

« Meet me in my room. » The words were quiet, almost whispered despite being sent directly to their mental tie. She would have her fill tonight. After all, there was no one else who knew just what she wanted. 

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As if there were a need to even give a verbal reply, yet nonetheless the mimic bowed her head respectfully to her owner, trained in her actions towards the psychic.

                                                ❝Yes, there were no errors. As were your orders.❞

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"Perfect." As if she expected any less from one of her--ah, well, her only--pet. "This leaves plenty of free time for you, doesn't it?" She continued with her nearly one-sided conversation. It wasn't as if the other had much of a choice. All the cards were in her hands.

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                                                             ❝Master Sabrina, is there something troubling you?❞

[agrimcatharsis]

"Of course not," she answers flippantly--but the tie between them worked both ways. Aware of this, her attention turned. "Have you finished already?" It was an unnecessary question.

[agrimcatharsis]

She looks as though she'd like to say something but keeps quiet. It's been that way for a while, the silence. The boisterous lieutenant and the mischievous thief have been missing for some time.

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"But A-" he frowned, running fingers through his hair as he thought about it some more. He quite liked the way he was. Was being predictable a bad thing?

[agrimcatharsis]

Yes, it was--but that wasn't something she felt like saying. "Think of it this way," she continued, "you're a constant. Someone who's left home for a long time would like to come back to something like that, correct?"

[agrimcatharsis]

[[ Tiptoe, It's Time, Radioactive, Demons, On Top of the World, Amsterdam, Hear Me. Have fun answering these IC. c: ]]

Tiptoe: What’s an ambition of yours?

"My ‘ambition?’" No, she’s not interested in answering—though, she does take time to consider the question. She believes her recent actions were more than enough to clue anyone in to just what she’s ‘ambitious’ about. "I’m more interested in what others imagine."

It’s Time: What’s a cause that inspires you to take action?

"There are some things that can’t be done by anyone else." She smirks, "like just about everything."

Radioactive: What’s something you’d start over if you could?

"There’s no point in dwelling on the past," yet she does so constantly; "I wouldn’t change anything." She says in an almost bored manner.

Demons: What’s an aspect of yourself you try to hide from others?

"I might have calmed several notches since I was younger, but there isn’t much that has changed.” The psychic still kept people at arm’s length, even those she considered comrades. She didn’t want to unravel that tight facade, after all. 

On Top of the World: Recount a memory that you felt great during.

The first memory that comes to mind was her first victory, her first taste of what it was like to be in control, not simply watching in deja vu as things went on just as she’d expected—just as she’d seen. It was an amazing feeling, and no matter how much she tried to deny it, she craved more.

"Hm?" She finally broke away from the memory, just noticing that she hadn’t answered verbally.

Amsterdam: If you had a chance to apologize for something you’d done, what would it be?

Pursing her lips, Sabrina withheld a laugh. What a ridiculous question. “Absolutely nothing.”

Hear Me: When do you feel loneliest?

"How about you leave and I’ll find out?"

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Imagine Dragons inspired asks

Tiptoe: What's an ambition of yours?

It's Time: What's a cause that inspires you to take action?

Radioactive: What's something you'd start over if you could?

Demons: What's an aspect of yourself you try to hide from others?

On Top of the World: Recount a memory that you felt great during.

Amsterdam: If you had a chance to apologize for something you'd done, what would it be?

Hear Me: When do you feel loneliest?

Every Night: What's a promise you've made someone that you'd do anything to keep?

Bleeding Out: What's the most you've ever done for someone?

Underdog: What's an activity you enjoy but you don't think you're very good at?

Nothing Left to Say / Rocks: What does rock bottom mean and feel like to you?

Working Man: What's something you feel under appreciated for?

Fallen: Ever danced with the devil? What's something seedy or shady you've done and enjoyed?

My Fault: What do you blame yourself for?

Round and Round: Do you have any rituals or compulsions?

The River: Who or what gives you strength when you have none to draw on from yourself?

America: What are words of encouragement you'd give yourself or others?

Selene: What's been an unexpected love of yours?

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agrimcatharsis has entered the theater

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Akio hopped up on the stage before hurrying to the back to help the others out the five eeveelutions sitting calmly in the center looking at the audience. The girl’s espeon bristled slightly in anticipation, as she glanced at her trainer nervously. Soon the theater was full as Akio took her place in the back corner as the performance began.

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Sabrina took a deep breath. While the room was full, the space around her was comfortably not. Wonders what a little persuasion can do. She only took her gaze away from the once closed curtains to double check on her abra before the music began to play.

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Not everyday was spent in the office filling out paperwork. There was the surveying of just how smoothly Saffron City, in general, ran. It would take a few more years, but it was a testament to her determination just how ahead of schedule her planning was--adding the use of psychic pokemon to the construction crew did move things along quite quickly, persuading them to assist was the only tricky part. Several buildings were already produced and flourishing, paying back the cost of construction and soon the costs of the others.

The golden city was making a comeback from the destruction that occurred during the war, and Sabrina smirked in approval as she listened to the extent of just how far they've gone from a local civil engineer.

Whoever said she couldn't have Saffron and be a known and active member of Team Rocket?

masaratown started following you.

After listening to a few reports from a few more people she'd passed along her way, the psychic sensed something rather curious tailing after her. It was a familiar but different presence, one unrefined and younger than she'd met before, made itself known. She turned around to face them, and, yet again, she was met with that red and white cap. 

"How long are you going to continue following me?" She spoke seriously. A part of her was mildly annoyed to have gained a tag-a-long during this particular outing. The psychic had actually been content indulging in her rather productive walk through her city on her own.

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agrimcatharsis has entered the theater

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Akio nodded silently and hurried off to get the tea prepared, her espeon following closely behind, “Mother of Mew, this is going to have to be good, we have a gymleader and team rocket exec in the audience,” she whispered harshly as she grabbed the tea and hurried out with a bright grin on her face, “Here you go, Miss Sabrina,” she said placing the tea tray down and bowing quickly before running up to the stage.

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With a leg crossed over the other, she glanced at the stage as she waited for the girl's return. Unlike her pokemon, she was able to hide her curiosity. It had been a long time since she'd bothered indulging in something like this. She reacted almost casually when the other had come back, giving merely a nod, knowing the girl needed to run off and prepare as well. Almost lazily, she brought the cup to her lips and drank. They curled into a smirk behind the cup. Oh, she knew quite well that she was receiving special treatment.

[rubersolus]

⇥◂❄▸⇤ Did he remember what the name of the Saffron Gym Leader was yet? Not as of now, but he did remember that it started with a ‘S’— and that certainly was not of any help to him at all. Yes, they had crossed paths recently, but it was but merely a simple coincidence under that ridiculous mistletoe. A smile pulls at his lips upon her handing him a piece of chocolate instead of the usual ‘tradition’— which was much more preferred by the raven-haired trainer instead of that gesture. Much more preferred.

..Ah, Sabrina. That was the psychic gym leader’s name. Perhaps this Sabrina was not the one that he knew— seeing how her appearance had changed upon his return from the top of Mount Silver. The Sabrina he knew would pinch him, and be utterly irritated with how he simply disappeared from the surface of the earth without much notice.

This one merely acknowledged him with a nod, and spoke with much calmness— not a single word about his whereabouts. How utterly odd.

❝ …You’re not the one I’m familiar with. Neither are you familiar with me. ❞

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Her lips tightened, withholding her usual smirk. "You're right." She agreed as though it were the most natural thing. Perhaps, it was for someone like her. She had seen several of her own counterparts once before--and of others as well.

She turned her attention back to their surroundings, satisfied with the breaks of silence between them. He didn't press for answers or attempt to drag her off to something utterly ridiculous and self-centered.

It didn't last. There'd been an itch at the back of her mind, as if reminding her that there was something that she was forgetting--ah, that's right. How could she forget the bursts of fireworks they were plotting right when new year's struck? The stars would vanish as would her reason to bother staying out in the cold.

She prepared to head back to her soundless room, only pausing as if she'd only remembered Red's presence. "Unless you would like to be bombarded by the sounds of fireworks, I would suggest heading somewhere quiet."