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@askstormssong
This is a main blog! Closely tied with @askstormscall, that is also ran by me. Originally the characters came from the blog but due to story developments they had to migrate here.
Prior Events: Beach Time
Currently happening : Bottles at Sea
Characters | Rules | Plot | Ask Hints | Relationships | Ask Call | Chrono | Tags | Story
Themes: Slice of Life, Drama.
Misc thought ideas
Flower exchanging being popular on Alola; Gracedia or the local Shaymin Flowers being very sought for. The Local Shaymin is a Forget Me Not Shaymin.
Lapras pod song.
Perish Song lore and its significance to Lugia and Lapras
Fun Fact cause I was thinking about Luano and his girlfriend
He knew the whole thing about Milotics sharing the most beautiful scale they owe to those they're trying to pursue.
He doesn't have that. He settled for something else instead. He gave her a Mystic Water.
Mystic Waters are made when a specific gem type reacts to water type moves. It absorbs the essence and contains it better than a Water Gem but weaker due to this small shape. But it doesn't easily break showing the stone resilience.
This gem is pretty rare but the Araquanids have them because they have the necessary water needed to make them.
He had to do a few trading, trading is big in Alola, no one cares about money, its about trading something valuable or of interest to one.
She knew every bit of it. Alola is pretty small pfff. She heard about a Lapras working himself to death over something like this.
It was the merit that counted in her eyes. He really wanted her to look his way. Well she was already doing thathat without the scale.
No talk, only plushie
< in response to > @ask-the-golden-god
It seems Cepheus's gift and letter arrived safely! Mariko is delighted ~
I been taking a mental break! Theres been a lot lately. Ill be done going through it soon but here are some pics I took
hello hello! hope you're doing well today!
what's something you're looking for, both irl and on any of your blogs? for your stories, are there any major plot points you are eager to get to, or characters to introduce? irl, maybe you have some plans or something more to look forward to?
I am answering this SO LATE I AM SORRY AA.
BUT man I been trying to write out the next point for the kids here! I can't wait to get the hell off this island and move on to the other one, you have no idea
I have to go through the proper story beats though! I have to explain so and so things! I have to show how it affects so and so character! Like with Raiden for example and what it has done to him.
But me? Man I have a vacation on my bday and I am so dipping and going to a concert to have fun. I need it
Gimme the thoughts you have on how attractive you find your own ocs 😼
its tuesday I know but whatever. I'm answering them today because I finally have the thoughts to do so lol.
I would almost say, I feel like most creators would make their characters somewhat attractive to their tastes lol. I'm not immune to that. Though Zhen would be high on my charts personally. Caelus as well.
Everyone, shrug, yall can tell me. I have a vision i like to say
Something something my busy week so im mindlessly going through the motions
Today you may see some Lugia Ecology Notes i been working on in the background for fun
Or you can just ask me random stuff for now
was trying to update today but I guess I might be updating Sunday???
Mariko 🌺
Gentle; Highly Persistent
Tag | She/Her | Teen | 5'2 (Human) 14'2 (Lugia)
Moveset: Mist | ??? | ??? | ??? ; Ability: ???
Typing: ??? / ??? | Affinity: Fire
Inventory:
Old Silver Wing - aged, this silver wing has lost its former glory, almost at the brink of fading entirely.
About:
Younger sibling of Raiden, daughter of the former Storm God.
Important Events
Relationships
💕 Romantic | ❤️ Resentment | 🧡 Dislike / Annoyance | 💛 Guilt | 💚 Like / Friendship | 🌸 Gratitude | 💙 Distrust | 💜 Respect | 🖤 Fear | 🤍 Duty / Loyalty | 🤎 Familial
Mariko stilled, feeling a shift in the air, a surge in electricity. She looked out, watching the clouds begin to gather ominously in the direction she saw Raiden take off towards. She recognized her brother's storm from anywhere, but concern touched her heart. Tentatively, she reached out to him through their connection-
She nearly fell back on her rear, her expression horrified.
Anger, sorrow, fear. A multitude of emotions slammed into her, and she couldn't process it all, making her ill. Recoiling, she severed the connection before he could notice her intrusion. Her tail swept around her feet as she hunched low to the ground, her expression growing more disturbed as she dwelled on it.
"All alone in this pitiful world, with no one to tend to you-"
The hauntingly familiar voice she heard through the connection resounded in her head. Was she always so… Mariko didn't want to finish that thought before it took a turn for the worse.
Mother couldn't possibly be like that…
She shook her head, focusing her efforts on something else, bringing her wings close before her.
Flickers of light began to form as her eyes narrowed in concentration, warmth spreading to the tips of her wings, almost touching. A small bud began to sprout within the sand, her eyes widening with wonder. She was getting better by the day, something she was proud of.
She exhaled, slumping in the sand, ignoring the throbbing she felt in her head. Despite how satisfying it was, it was taxing, with her energy sapped away. It was something only she could accomplish. A feat she was always praised for.
"You've done wonderfully, Mariko," Mother's praise in her ears. Her tail swayed slightly as she heard her mother's coo. Maybe brother misheard… That's it. The Mother she knew was kind and uplifting. Her eyes were like shimmering jewels after every little accomplishment she had done. Mariko fluffed up, brimming with pride.
She raised her head at the sound of wings beating in the air. Her expression, one of joy for the small life she had created and memories, faltered at the sight of her brother touching down. Her eyes immediately honed in on the bruising beginning to form on his neck.
"Raiden!" Fatigue forgotten, she approached with an outstretched wing, shimmers of light flickering at the tips.
He batted her wing away with an unreadable look. "You don't need to concern yourself with this."
"How can I not!?" Her voice rose in alarm. She always hated the distance in his tone when he acted like this. Ignoring his squirms, she lightly placed the tips of her wing on his throat, aware of the subtle flinch he made. "How many times?" When he didn't answer, her voice dropped in an octave, almost menacingly, as she gave him a pointed look, "How many?"
He winced. "Three," he grunted.
"That's twice too many!" She watched as the lights melded with his skin, the bruises receding away as if afraid of the light. She could see the relief instantly appear on his face before he craned his head away from her. "You know you can't use it more than once. Mo'o warned you," she muttered, bumping her head against his.
"I am aware," he chuffed, nudging her with a slight bump of his own. When their eyes met, she could see his guard lowering briefly to glimpse lingering anger and resentment before his slid shut. "I'm sorry," he rumbled.
"What happened?" She asked in a soft voice filled with worry. She knew he wouldn't use it unless the situationed warranted it. Frowning slightly, she inspected him more thoroughly, seeing not a feather out of place. "Did someone warn you off?" It wouldn't have been the first time it occurred. In their travels, territorial Pokémon took offense to their presence. Though very few were ready to challenge Raiden, a single look from him sent them scurrying away.
"No. No," he repeated, fatigue taking root in his voice as he leaned against her. "I'm fine…" He trailed off, exhaling softly. "It wouldn't be anything I could not handle," he said, with a slight smile.
But you're not fine. She could sense an emotion boiling beneath the surface, something she couldn't name. Irritation. She frowned more deeply, delivering a nip to his nape. "Stupid!"
His eyes flew open, shocked as he flinched away before she could deliver another nip. "Mariko?"
"Stupid brother!" Another nip sharper than before. "Stupid Raiden!"
Wincing, he fended her off with a wing, "Stop it, sister," he groaned. She settled for biting his wing instead, and his eyes flashed hotly, "Enough!"
"When brother stops being stupid, perhaps I will stop," she said, words muffled by feathers. She mustered the fiercest expression she could manage, releasing her bite. "Brother always doesn't tell me more!" Crowding his space, she marched forward, flaring her wings until his back pressed against a tree. She growled. "Raiden always hides! I want to know what troubles you! You can't be the only one allowed to know this!"
Raiden flinched. She checked a look of victory until his expression grew shuttered.
She blinked. "You… won't tell me?" Her heart fell. "I don't… understand." She wrestled with her thoughts. Her face mirrored his as she looked away, "You always have your way in the end," she whispered.
His expression grew torn, tormented even. "That's not it!"
"Then what is it, brother?! What are you not telling me?!" She shouted. She was done retreating into her shell and done watching her brother handling everything on his own.
His jaw twisted and worked, but no words came out. The amount of pain in his expression was insurmountable, leaving her stunned. He hung his head low. "I cannot. I am sorry."
When he shoved off the tree, she allowed him to separate. As he walked away, tail trailing in the sand, she found herself saying, "Is it about… Mother?"
The sudden stiffness in his back told her all she needed to know. She knew he heard her, but not once did he look back as he trekked to his side of the island. She felt a distance she had never experienced before as she watched him go. Like a yawning abyss of the ocean, the place her brother always warned her never to go in.
The same one she believed he was entering, leaving her behind.
What did you do, Mother?
The duality of the boy.
Art by @/dertherck
Raiden went until he sensed no one around him. Only the sea and the pelting of rain upon his wings as his company. He clenched his jaw, worked through the unsettling emotions churning in his mind.
He tried to push out Mo'o's wounded expression as he took off.
He tried to suppress the hurt in her voice.
He would have faltered if he had stood there any longer and heard her finish. He would have seen the visage of Her over Mo'o's in a sinister web, her maw twisting into a sneer.
"You will never amount to anything in my eyes." Her venomous voice pounded in his skull.
Shut up… Electricity charged the air, ran down the slope of his spine. The feathery plates, once flattened against his back, flared out, sparks enveloping them.
"Mariko is better than you in every possible way. I don't need you. Get out of my sight." Haughty eyes judged him before they dismissed him to look at the target of her affection. Greedy. Covetous towards the smaller Lugia who looked up to her, none the wiser.
"Shut up," he rasped, purple electricity beginning to form around his maw, the same intense glow flooding his eyes.
"Soon, your father won't bat an eye at you either. All alone in this pitiful world with no one to tend to you. I almost considered myself fortunate if you were lost to the abyss. If only he weren't there to see you to your safety. So close to being rid of you. My failure of a son-"
"SHUT UP!"
His throat felt raw after expelling the violent energy from his jaws. It's never any easier, a bitter thought as he swallowed. Shaking his head, he stared at the aftermath, a tunnel, a strange void, forming in the trajectory of the blast. His expression faltered. It never got any easier to see either. But he felt the need to see exactly what it had done.
He sagged in the air, using the thermals to keep him aloft.
"I'm sorry," he muttered to himself, squeezing his eyes tightly shut. "I'll do better..."
Art by @/dertherck
Raiden's Aeroblast has been unlocked.
Penalty: Constant usage inflicts damage upon the user.
Raiden ⛈️
Brave; Somewhat Stubborn
Tag | He/Him | Older Teen (close to adulthood) | 5'7 (Human) 15' (Lugia)
Moveset: Shadow Ball | Aeroblast | ??? | ??? ; Ability: Pressure
Typing: ??? / ??? | Affinity: Electric
Inventory:
Old Silver Wing - aged, this silver wing has lost its former glory, almost at the brink of fading entirely.
About:
Older sibling of Mariko, son of the former Storm God.
Important Events
Has taken up the leader role in the pair, leading them from region to region.
Took part in the Magi Event, seems to have had a positive experience.
Learned Aeroblast too early. Starts to take recoil after the 1st usage a day.
Relationships
💕 Romantic | ❤️ Resentment | 🧡 Dislike / Annoyance | 💛 Guilt | 💚 Like / Friendship | 🌸 Gratitude | 💙 Distrust | 💜 Respect | 🖤 Fear | 🤍 Duty / Loyalty | 🤎 Familial
The night was silent and void of the moon, much like his thoughts. Raiden couldn't think, a scowl settling on his maw.
So he stood, his back to the shoreline, his expression unreadable. Clutched in his talons was a crumpled letter, belonging to Mariko's new precious horde. There was nothing in particular that stood out about this one. Contained inside was a humble greeting, hopes of seeing one another, and a promise. He grimaced. The realistic part of himself wanted her to stop any hope of fulfilling such a request, but Raiden didn't have the heart to tell her otherwise.
A harsh gust tossed and turned the grass and trees, bowing from the force.
He was upset. A sudden thought came to mind, and he instantly shoved it further into the furthest recesses of his mind. Shame filled him, threatening to boil over.
Why? Why must she always-
He heard the water first, the familiar sounds of a slow rippling tide, then a shadow looming over him.
"Mo'o." Plainly stated, hollow as he felt now. He didn't turn to face her as she breached the surface. Now he did, out of politeness, and instantly regretted it.
The Gyarados' face was filled with concern as she approached the shore. Did she know what he was thinking? "Raiden. You are isolating yourself… again." She added more quietly at the end. "Do you not feel the urge to reach out and speak with me when you are troubled like this?"
"I can handle it myself." Like he always had done.
Resting her claws in the sand, Mo'o said, "But you are no longer alone."
She always did this, used words and a soothing voice to beckon him.
Raiden shook his head. "Why?"
"Why…?"
Raiden scowled. "Why do you care so much?" His face was as turbulent as the wind beginning to stir around them. "You should stick to what you promised me and nothing more." Power to face what may come in the future.
She flinched, "Raiden." She inhaled, her expression becoming more resolute. "This is what you need as well. Come here." She made a gesture with her claw.
Begrudingly, he stepped forward until they were mere inches apart. "What is it?"
"Listen."
"I'm-"
"Truly listen to." She leaned in close. "Raiden… Are you jealous?" Mo'o asked tentatively.
His lip rose silently into a snarl, "I met others to talk to, as she did. Why would I?"
"That does not answer me."
He snorted, averting his face from her. "…Maybe I was," he admitted quietly. Mariko was at her most radiant that evening. He had never seen her so happy, except in her younger days; when she was a small chick, she followed his every move.
Slow down, brother! I wanna swim with you!
To see her happily conversing with others, strangers, with ease, while he struggled, he felt a disgusting sensation shove its way down his throat. And he didn't know why.
"I don't… know. I should be happy for her. She's able to talk to others." He kept remembering the way she chimed happily, so fondly of this Goomy in particular that listened to her plights. He growled in the back of his throat, wings in the air. "It should have been me. She should have told me these things that bothered her! Not these nobodies who have no place in her life!"
Mo'o looked at him gravely. "Would you have listened to her? Would you have opened your ears, your heart, if you hadn't attended the festivities with her?"
He faltered. He didn't want to think of the possibilities if he hadn't left with her.
"So now you understand." Mo'o smiled widely. "Both of you opened your hearts to others other than each other."
"You smile like this is a good thing."
"It is!" She cradled his face, squished his cheeks. "You're still young, my child. Fending for yourself and your sister at quite a young age. Younger than you should have. This pursuit of power, you believe you need, is merely a step. You need to grow first before you properly fill the role you desire."
Raiden huffed. He batted her claws away with a brush of the wing. "Easy for you to say." At her raised brow, he groused, "You had an easier time. A god's blessing, I take it?"
"I did not. You understand, correct…? I was once a Magikarp. Very weak. Maybe you know of them?"
Who didn't? He used to hunt down a few that washed ashore. "I didn't know you came from a Magikarp."
"Yes. I was a small one," she said. "Hardly worth the time for anyone to snack on. But I was quick, I was smart. I never let anyone know where I was, and I could escape before anyone knew I was there. The local god took notice. He gave me a test, believing I would succeed, and I became as you know me now."
"I-I… " He was lost for words.
"It was what I earned for the trial and merit. I wish.." She sighed. "This duty has left me somewhat isolated. I see you two struggle, and I want better for you both. I want you and Mariko to thrive. You are too young to seek this strength you want so quickly. You have yet to enjoy the joys youth has to offer you. I want this for you. You both."
Raiden appeared torn. "Why?"
Mo'o cocked her head. "It's natural to see young children want them to prosper?" She hesitated, clasping her claws together. "Like children, I never had."
His eyes flashed, his expression grew hardened. "I'm not your child."
She reeled back. "No, no. You are not but… it doesn't stop the urge…"
He turned his back to her. "You don't need to concern yourself with us like that." Before she could say more, he took off to the skies, a flash of lightning coursing in his wake.
She sighed, watching his shadow. "We have a long way to go…"
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Happy Munday! I pose a thought exercise perhaps
Take the loogs, take the birds. Swap their species but keep everything else about them the same (importance in the world, experience in their roles etc) how drastic are the changes to their narratives with that flip?
You gave me one of the most roughest questions 😆
It requires a lot of thought. Because as Ho-oh's, the narrative changes SO drastically.
Ho-oh's are not very social to me. Zhen is the EXCEPTION. Ho-oh's typically interact with their counterparts or mating partner strongly and that's it! They are way more vastly independent!
Raiden would be... OVERALL BETTER for the narrative pff because he wouldn't have to strive to impress anyone or prove himself to anyone. The drive would be way lower. He would be as he was back in the day, careless, without that burden too much other than the goal of being better than, but he would take it at his own pace really.
Mariko would be WORSE. A worser Mariko would actually be almost as disastrous as Raiden for entirely different reasons. Since I headcanon Ho-oh's abilities/power differently, having all of Alola under her talons + more would be so terrifying.
Susano... would be still fucked regardless but that island would be a DESERT. Only sand. No water. So environmental wise, I think that's worse than whatever is happening on that island currently.
I truly believe the kids would be worser overall than their parent and I think that's entertaining to think about