H͈e͓̭̻̠͔̫̯l̥̠l̹̘͇̗̫o̱̘͚͎͇̫̱ ̩͇̗t̗̗͙?

[♛- That was a surprise. The humans disposed of their own creation, and yet, called it imperfect? And Arceus thought that they all had some kind of superiority complex, where they thought that everything that came from their tainted hands were deemed perfect and God like. Maybe there is a first time for everything.]

"A-ha. At last, they recognize that they aren’t as perfect as they thought. Maybe now they might see that there is nothing holy other than everything linked to me, and that they are nothing but small specks of dust floating in the vast universe. Maybe now they will be modest about their views on the human kind."

"͕W͖̠̙͇͙͈̪el͖̗̟̟̥͓ḻ̟̣,͚̦͙̳ ̳ͅa̩̟̜s̫̗̥̫͇͈͈ ̳̬I͙ ͉̱̫̜̪̖̙s̰̲̦̣̹͔̗a͚̳̬̟̦i̳̳̩̦d͚͔͎̼̞,̱̺͉ ̺͇̻̪͉̱t̤͖h̳͓̗̞͓ey ̬̹͚͓̮we͙͖̥̹̮r͍ͅe͔̻̩͍͇̩͉n̖̮̼͕͙'̦̙͎t͍ ̣̦̱ͅt̫r͚̗̮̩͉y̠̹̹͈i͉̜n̥͚g͙̟͚̲̮̳ ͚̱̣̯̻t̺̠͙͕̫o̭̦̟ ͕̰̥̯̻m̦̟͔a͍̪͎̭͈̼̗ke̞ ̰m̜e̪̼͙̜̳̪͈.͈̜͍̳̥ͅ ͍͚̝̗̟̳I̝̪̥͈̲ͅ w͍ạ͙̲̱͈̙͖s ͔̪s͍̪i͓͕͕̘̟̠̠m̤̙̫͓̳p͕̯̘͎̼̠̦l̝̪̻͇y̮̬̟̼̻ ̬͔͓a͍̖̩̰ m̥i͆ͮ̅̐ͥ̆ͭs͎̑̓̓̈́tͯ̈́ͨ̏a͔̩k̓͂ͫ̔̐e͙͎̮̎ͦ́.̲ͯ̊͆́" He started rocking a bit on his feet. "̬̘̳͎̮Ṱh̖̗e̜̠y̲ ͇̠̬̼͎w͔͕̦̼ạ͔̯̹̞̺̫n̙̫̗̲t͈̹̱̯̱͎e̗͍̫d̳̠̭̜̼ ̜̻t̹̦̫̙o͚̖̬͉ ̺̞͙̥̳k̥̝i̖̟̰ḻ̫͎͇̪̮l ̟me̥̗̘̘͉ b̞̠̥̝̤̱͕ut̻ ̦̝̻̘̟̫a͍̪t̪ ͉le̠̦ḁ̭̯͕͚̠͙ṣ̜̘͉͔̟͈t̤ͅ o̗̬͕͚̗̦n̳̤̹̥͔͉̮e̬͖̺ ̲o̰f̜ ͕̙̲̹̖̟̼th͇̣͚̭͇̻̟e̹̝̘͖͖͍͙ s̥̼̠͉̤̬͒c̬̠͎̻̥̖̦ͮi̺̻͈̜̎̾̿̿̍ͧ̅ͅẹͮn̘̬͙͖̲͇͆̽͋̑t͉͍͓̞̦̮̣ͬ̇ͥi͔̫̗̼͕̪͐̓̿s͙̺̥̜̞̭̒t̮̙̭́̒͆͆͆̎s̰̤ͩ̌͌̈́͛̄̑ h̙̳̫̭̳ͅad ̲̭̮a ̣̭̫̖̼͓b̝̮͔̹̰i͚͚̣͇̯t̫ ͚͖̦͚̫̼̳o̳f̘͉̻͓ ̻̼͕͈̣̲̰k̗̼͖͔ͅi̬̤͙͎̦̻n̻̰̯̲̞̰͕d̲͙̟̖̣͖̭n̫̠̝̪̟ess̜̪̰̙͓̺.̙͇̮̞̦̝ ͚̺̻͙̲͇H͕e̙ ̺͓͔w͈̭̳a͉͚͔s̳̩̪̺̮͚ ̬̙a̩̫̮͖b͈̟͈͙l̙̖͖̗̮̳̯e͓̮͙̳ ̘̬t̘̳̜̪̤͉̦o̜̬̘̺ ͍̫̘c̫̯͕̬̝o̱̰nv̠̘̞̖i̺̰̥͈͕̦̖n͓͈̦̗̭c̻e͈̯͇͔ t͍̹͓̙̮h̳̳̯e͖̰̱̼̫ o͇͔̱̮̘̠̙t͙̣̭̻͍̮̟h̹̘̣͔̹̙͓e͓̖̯̱͖r̘͍̭͉̘͖s̞̩̼ t͇o̘̮ ̲̙̫͚̝s̘imp͈̖͈̫̠̤ͅl̖y̙ ̣͕l͈̫̬̗̞o̩̠̥͔̲̬̬c̹̥̺͚͕k͖͉̠̘̣̣̠ m̹̖̜̩̻e͙͉̹ ̖i͇̺͙̻̞n͈ ̤t̖͈̟̫͔͖h͍ẹ̠̩̯ b̦̙̓̎ͤ̅ͮ̓a̩̻̘̯̲̙̥ͦ̃̑s̩̥̭̺͔̹͆ͥͥͫ͋è͎̣m̫̹̙̥̞̼̄̂̐̆̈̐e̥̝̯̲̘͌ͯn͚̏ͤ̈́ͫt͚̲̟̿.̙͚̐ͯͩͧ̐͊͗"͍̪͕͖̞͐

A quiet laugh spilled from his lips-- though, there was something about it. "̞͉̫͓̙̳̬ͨͤ̃̅̚B̋ͭͫ-̘̓ͮ̃̆͊̈ḅ̳̱̬̼̹̱ͫ̾͛u̲̳͎ͭ̃t̖ͨ̾ ̱̽͂̑̓I̥̠̐̐ ̬̟̰͓̟̚w̤͇̬ͧ̈́̌ͨͥͬ̚å̪̹̹͎s̠̘̖̟ ̥̺̭̠͖̩̹̿͐̃̍͗̚̚ạ͓̱̝̳͔ͥ̽̅̂̊̔̓b͈͎̏̉͛̀͌͂l̦̦̬̤̮ͫ̀ͣ͑̐e͚ ̺̩̮̬̑͂ͭt̗̺̩͎ͧo̦͓̦̣͈ͧ g̛͌̇ͬͅe͙̦̲͉̭̙͎͘ṯ̷͓̬̩͖͖͈̓̓ͩ̔ͧ̄̚ ̮ͧͩ͒͛ͧͣ͊o̓u̯͚̠͙̘ͪ͂̽ͬt̀ͬ̇͊͗ͯ̚ e̫v̥̯̆̈́ê̠̹̦̰͋n͔̑ͤ̉͂t̬̦͊͒͛u̲͙͉ͨa̳̳̩̙̪ͤͪ̒̽l̫̲l̩̜̊ỷ͔͇͕̙͎͔̞̊͌̊~̳̺͙̜̬̜͋͑ͩ̓̐ͤ!͖̓͂"͓̰̠ͫͬͩͩ̐ͣ A bit of crimson was starting to stain his normally blue eyes, turning them into a light shade of violet, like his messy hair.

[ ♛- Those words confirmed Arceus’ doubt. Another human made creature, but this one was poorly made. One could tell that they were either made with awful quality technology, or just by lazy scentists. Even Mewtwo was….slightly better. At least it was a worthy opponent.]

"I see it now. Another thing made by humans so they can call themselves Gods. When will this madness stop? It’s never enough for them, it seems. They must keep trying to prove that they are better than I."

MissingNo couldn't help but give a small laugh, though it didn't sound very happy. It sounded almost bitter. "̣̟̬͍̦I̦̩ ̠̤̤͎̠w͕̜͔̭̲̥a͙s̱n̹̮̲̪̻'̟t͇̪̬̼ ̝̱̦m̬a͎͖̮̤̮̱d͍̣͚̞̖e͉̜̫ o͇̼̘̩͖̭n̲̙ ̼pu͓͉r̼͖p̩o͍̲͕̘s͈͖̹e͔̹̩͈.̯͙͕" A sheepish smile pulled up the corners of MissingNo's lips, fingertips pressing together in front of his chest.

"̩̣̦͓̱T̤̗͈̣͎̜͓h̙̰̯ey̙͙̤͓͈͈ ̫̺̣t̟͍̳e̗̝̮̝c͎h̦̖͚̺ṇ̪i̟̝c̗ạ̩l̰͔̮̥̤ͅḷ̭̙ỵ̺ ̺̻̣̮̘̥ͅw̼e̺̘̪̝r͙͎̭̳͚e̮̲̠͖̱͔̻ ̦̮̙͎n̳͕͔̦ot̜̬͔ ̙̩̥͓͍t̖͎̮̥̻̪͍r̦͚ͅy̖̱̳͍͚̪i̺̝̗n͙̬͖̱̳̻̤g ̺t̲̻o͇̠͖ ͓̺̥͕m̥̮̰̙̯̟a͔͇ͅk̠̱̗̱͔̜ͅe͉̲ ̫̣͙̤aṉ̫y̝̬͔̬̖t͓h͕̖͇̰̜͎͙i̬ng̹͕ ̰̗̫̺͓̳a̳͎̟t̬̻͎ ̗̜al̳̦̙ḷ̫͕̥.͍͕̖̦ T̘̤͖ḥe͎̗̤̟̟y̠͖͓̮͉ ̼̭w̻͉̪ẹ̮̯r͔͈͈̹̣͉e̲̬͖͎̦ ̰̜͕̮̗͎͙ṱ̫͕͚̺̱r͔͖̲y̳͕͉ing̻̲͚͕̝̣̭ ̥̜ t̪͈̯̰o̺͚̱̦̗̣ ͔͉̲̤͚̘̘r̗͓͕̱̖͔e̫̩̤̙̪̤ͅvi͇͚̱̭ͅv̰̭̭͍͉ͅe̗ e̲͈̺xt̝̘i̭͕̲͍̖͉nͅc̳̞͈͖ͅt̪̲̯̻ ͉̘͇̼P̝̼̼̗̣̥͓o̗̝ͅke̝m̩̲̲̗͉ͅo̹n.̯͖ ̣B̘̠u͔̯̠̠͔̲t̟ ̝͓̩̻̮̠͎I̼̬̱̜̥̭ ̩w̠͕̣̻̩̰̩a̮͙s̞̼̯ ̤̮̼̞̙̬̗c̹̺̰͇͎ͅr̠̩̺̣̮̥̝e̩̮̫̭̬̗a̯̥͖͓̗ṯ͈͍̞e̫̟̰d̜̺͕ ̼̯in͓̝̻͉̼st͖̣e̖͈̲͖̤̘̥ạ̰͉̼̙̰d.͎̻͔͓̝̥" A small shrug after his brief explanation. "̬͉̲̗̰̫T̞h͈͚̥̜̲̬e̦̮̟͙y̳ ̪̭̺͓c͍̪̲a͎̖͈͎̣l̘̪̹̖̯̖̳l̜̰͔͕̥͇e̲̯͖͍̺͎̰d̺̳͓͕ ̩͈m͉̘͉̹͍e̜̮ ḁ ͉͖g̹͈̲̥̤̼̫l̯̺ͅi̞̥͍͉̦t͚̣̯̮c̳̹̼̳̝h͕ a̗̙n̼̙d̺ ͓t͔͖͙h̜̳͉̤̯e̫̭̬̤̭n̠̻͙ ͔p͎̜͚̺͎r̳͉̞͓̺o͈̺͔͙mp̙̲t̬̝͔̪̼l̪̜̪̗y̬̠̦͎ ͍t̼̗͙̗̪̲ͅr̩̰̖̱̭̞͍i̮̻̠͓̲e̪͉d̲ t͉̙̞͖̼o̼̺ f̣̬͙̱o͎͇̞̪̦̖r͙̘̭g̗̣̰͙̖e̩͓̠̮t͈ ͙̝̖͙͍͙͇I͈ ̮͍͈͙̻̹e͖̠̻v͓̘e̜̘r͔̱̦͔̺ ͔̼̬̳͔̘̯e̙̘̳̼̥͉̖x̺͕̫i̮͔̘̬s̝͕̤̖ͅͅt̰̘e̲d̘̦.̩̺̠̙̼͎"͎͇̥͙

[ ♛- Heavens! The way the creature spoke was eerie and fearful. That thing didn’t had origins linked to the omnipotent, so it wasn’t considered pure and holy.]

"What kind of crude name is that? I feel that I may get sick just by standing next to you."

MissingNo fidgeted a bit at Arceus' words, biting his lower lip a bit. "I͙̬͇̣͓͚̩t̯.̪̪̫̳̲.͙̼̮͙͇̺.̭̗.̖̯i͍t̮̟̯̝ s̠̝̠̘̝ta̮̮n̰͚̯̬̥ḓ̥s͖ ̳͉f̖̹̜̬͍o͓̦̣̩̺r̤̟̻ ̰͇͖'M͕i̱͇s͔̬s̪͙͖͖̯i͚̯͔̘̜̥n͎̜̤̰g͇ ̳̭N̤̫͎̫̳̫u̞̬̥̩̞m̹̝̗̪bḛ̼̩̭̹͍͙r͚̙͓̹͈s'̫͙.̫̫̲͓̦̹.̬̳.̱̼.̭.̬̻̺͈̣̲I̥͚̬̺̩̠͓t̻ ̪̩̦̮̪͔w̩a̹̤s̭̥̫ ̣̙͍̣̠̠̩t͔h̖͓̻ḙ na̟͎͓̟̞m̗̞̩ḙ̟ ̱̟͕͔̲̯g̼̪i̘̮̙̫v͚̫͎̘͚̳e̱̺n̳̭ ̤t̥̪͎͙͚ͅo m̖̥e̫̯̯͕͓͔ ͇̙̻w̙̫̺̬h̬̠̼̯e͕̮͍̘̼̘n I̲̥̣̘̱͎ ̣͉w̳͉͇̝̖̖͉as ̱̘̤ma̻̱̩d̜͉̹e̖̬̟.̻̙̺.͔̗̱̖̦̭̰.̭̪͉̭̥̱.͉.̫"̰͖͖ͅ

A hand reached up to scratch at his cheek lightly, feeling severely self-conscious at the moment.

"…And what, in my Holy name are you? You do not look like anything I’ve seen before. Just your presence make me feel neauseous and ill.

Identify yourself!”

"I͎.̝.̲..̦̯̠̙͇"̹̖͓̹̦̻ͅ MissingNo's head lowered a bit, almost as if he were cowering, though from fear or something else, it was unclear.

"̬͓I̠͈͇̼̝̬͓ ̪̲a͎̪̖̮̩̥m̟̳̪ ̖̮M̖̞̺i̜̠͚s̜̰͔̖̦̻͔s̱͖͔̱̦͎i̤͉̲̦n̩̬̭̙̤̲g̼̤̥̺N̹͖̰̻o̝̮̝.̣͖̙͙̱.͖̖͕̺̦͍̹.͓̺͍.̹̭͎̻I͖̰̖̠'̹̖̻̫m͕̰̬̜͉ ̫̱t͚̖h̻e͉̯͉̻̗̮̦ ͍o̭̺̣̺̗ͅn͕͈e̥̯̞͓̹̳͖ ͖t̺̭͔̮͓̺ho͖͉s͔̩͉͈̪e͉̭̻̹ p̦͇̰̭͇̤e̪͎̗̖̱̺o̦̺̦p̳̪l͖̠̠̱e̹͔̱ ̻͉̘ha͓̗v̞̠e̞̥̦͉ ̖̼̱̟̜͙͓b̹̙̙͙e̱͎͚͔̝e̮n̟̫ ̩͙̘͉͉͔̠ṱ̯̘̣̝a͓̣̱̜̱̠͈l͈̪̩̮̘̘̣k͚̰̯̲̙i̲ng̜̯͇̥ ̰͖̜̝̬̠a̖͉͉b͍͍o̞̪̩u̯͙̝̹͖t..̤̟͕̩.̘͖͚͕.͙ͅ"̤

#open rp #MissingNo's alive--!

"͕͎̺̘͇̠̟P͙̼̱l̩͚̮͉̤̞-p̘̠l̺̱͚̼͍̱ea͎̲s͙̗͇͓e̠ ̙̪d͔̻͉̫͈o̗̣̗n't̪̪ ͎̬ḽ̠͓͍̞͎̣i̦̤st̞̰͚e̯̘̲̭̯n͉̻͕̲ ̰̫̬͎t͇̼̺̜̝o ̪̻̳͚̬̗̟t̩̝̤͈̝͈̻h̭͓̩̖ͅe̳m̼͖͈̲̦.̳̪͉͎̠..̭̲̠̫̦.̗T͍̪͈͓h̦̙̦͇e̟y̲ ̱̰̪̻a̪͇̩̝̮̻̥r͇e̖̼ ͉̙lyi̥̤̜̖̯ͅn̼̞͈g.͕̯̟͎̬ͅ.̤̞͈.̟̟̲̲͇͓.̤͔̝̻"

#aruseus #dash comments

"̝̝̙͍͙C̜͈͉͍̫-͔̤͕̝̯̞̗c̠̳͚or͉̗̩͉̣̞r̺u̻̣̣͖̹p̙̳̖͎͎t͈̮͈̹̮̗̱er͕̪̦ͅ.̟.͖͚̹͈.̱̙̜͚̮͈?̳ ̥̭D͉̫e̟̪͖s̩͚ṭr̘o̩y̺͉͕̰̘͔̝ḙ̤̮͖̟̘r͙̥.̪͚͍̜̲̥.͈̘̬̱͇͉.͚̮.̫̤?͎̗̯̤̖̙ B̟̗̝͉̩͔͕ụ̺ͅt͖̩̲̘̟̼̱.̪͚̗͓̦̯.͙̙͚̞͔̠.͓̻.͙̘̭̺I ͕͚̟͔̗a͖̜͚̝͈͖m ̦̰͍n͕͙̥ͅo̬n̠̯͎e͔͚̦͙͈ o̻f̯ ̤̩͚̼̥t͔̤̺͈͖̻̤h͇o̮͓s̯̞̤e̜ ͖̤̭̦tͅh͈͓̗͕͓̹i̱͚n͎̺̯̲͍g̝̻̼̝̖͓ͅs̪͖̺͖.̝.͕̣͍.̳.͚̩"

"A̮̘m̹͇͕̳̙̙̣ ̤̫͓͕̺̣͎Ḭ̖̯.͎̜͎.͇̮̤̪͙̰͚..̬͎?̮̮͎̳̻̠"̫

#open rp #dash comments

"͖̖I̺.̞.̩̗͇̗̲̦͙.̭͕̜͉͎̮̘.h͈̪͙̺̬av͍̟̙̺̦̘̖e͙̻̮̹ ̼̻͉͈͙̲̠ḇ͚̤e͔͎̺e͎̦͍̩̖͉n͕̪̱ ̞̤͖̻g͉̻͈̤o̭̼̞̣n͕͇͍e̦͚̠̰̮͎̖ ͇͖̠̺̬f͇̘̻o͙̗͉͔r̟ ͎͖͎f̭̠̘̘ͅar ̹͍̼̣͓̜t͚̤ͅͅo͇o̟̝̖̭͔ l͉on̖g̫̻̺͉͉̞̳.̤͍͓̫̥̠̦.̬̻͕̲.̺̭̲̠ͅ.̖̘̦"͇̥̝̖̥

ladyofdestruction-deactivated20

Awildmissingnoglitch has been sensed

"What are you doing her, pokemon."

"̬̻I͖.̭̗̠̯̘̗.̭͚̲̜͚̺ͅ.ͅ.̲̭ḏ͔̟͓̥o͖̭͇̻͎n̰͎̖̤͉'̬̝̥͔̯t͔̹̫̺̯̠ ͖̞kn̪o̱̥͈ͅw̟̥̼̠,̬ ̙̹h̘̥̫o̖̭͙͈̹̘n̹͙̦̳̝͙e͈͍̙̞̖s̯̖̰t̲̤ḻ̤̭̻̯y̭͖̗̟̞̣͚.͙̼̟ ̯̻I̝̫̭͕̠ ̖̣̻͉͖g̣̼o͔͎̯̺͎t̳̳̤̮ ̪l̪̹͓̼͇̼̺o̖͔̬̗̞s͚̘̥̻̖t͚͖.͖"̼̙͔̙̯͓̼

#ladyofdestruction

awildmissingnoglitch is now following you.

Minato didn’t catch the flicker in expression. He kept rambling right on.

"It’s the only town I haven’t visited, apart from Fuchsia City. I was hoping to loop around, go past the Seafoam Islands."

"̰̖A̗h̙̙̫,̫͈ͅ ͉̖̭t̠͚h̬͓͖̯͕̠͓a̪̰̦̪̣͇̬t͈̠͖̟͓̺ ̳͚̤̪̭̞s̜̟̖̙̜o͍̣͚u̟n̺͚͖͖̖̻͔d̜̜ͅs̳̪̙͓ l͕̲̤̺̖̩ik͉͖̹̤̣̣͔e̠̳ ͙ͅa̘͚̞͇̲͎̺ p̟̦̳l̫̲̟̺̺͙a͈̯̰̠͉̟n̦̺.̘͈̘͖ ̬̖͈I̜̰͈̫̖ ̻͙l̙i̺͇̱͍̥̝k͖̦̰̟̲e̼ ̣̹͈͇F͖̠̯͈u̥̞c̻h͙͔̺̤͔s̘̼͖̙̤̭̗i̲̠͙͉a ̦C̳͚͙͓͓̝͍i͓͉̣t̯̖̪̗y̩͇̠̱̣.̼̯̺̺̯̰"̲͔̦͙̝ He hated Cinnabar though, but that was for his own personal reasons, and he didn't want to go into detail about it.

"͉̗͙̝͚̟̺A̼̼̳͍re̱ ̙you ̩ch̬͔̞̘̜a̺̲̠̻l͓̟͈l̖͚̭̟͎e̖n͉̻g͚̮̭i̺̬n̙g͍̫ ̩̭̣̺t͎̤͉he̫̦̹̗ ̜̭̦͇̹̫gy̼̠ͅm̘s̪̬,͈̤̰ͅ ̳̥̹̻͉̗̭o̦̖̜̞r͓̟̬̩ ̣̻j̺us̬t̼̣̮ͅ ̭̭t̯̜̥̤̦ͅr̗̹̦̙a͍̝̗͖͚͕͚v͓̻e̜l̲̦̦̭̗̟͚i̠̟̖n̫̤̱͔͇͍g?͈̳̤͍̞"̗͚̲̗

#iminatosan

Gosh damn, the smell coming from the restaurant is wonderful. Now, if only MissingNo had money. His stomach growled as if mocking him.

#open rp

shielddeputydirector

Send my muse notes from their father

"͇̥̱F̦̜̜͔͓̻̦i͉̱̭n͚̗̝̗̝͚̟d̝̹̱͎͇ͅi͈̣̳̩͍̦n͙̭̙̻̻g̭̼ s̱̖oṃ̺etẖ͚̞͈̪i͍̱͙n̞̱̯͖̪͚̙g ̼̫͇͈ͅt̘̪o ̣̱̦͚͙e̮͉̪a̤̠͇̩͔t̩̯̘͚ ̠̭͔͓̣͓w̜̳̣͍̟̤̞o̳̯̘̣̲u̥͚̤ͅl̝̭̤͖͚̰̩d̦͎̥͔̣̣ ̙͓b̩e̟͔͖ ͔̰̠̳n̦i͔̠̙̗c̙̱̤e̮͔̣̼̙̮͔..̪̫͙̝̦ͅ.͔̠͈̱̰̻͕.͚͚͔̫͓̥"̫̲͓

#open rp

3 have found the glitch

darkersatoshi-blog

Satoshi nodded, tilting his head curiously as the stranger admitted both missing the island and being glad he left. It felt as if there was something there, and he wondered if maybe he should visit the place again. The stranger was rising his interest more and more, and in all honesty it felt good to have a goal-even if it was a small one-after all these months.

"Pleasure to meet you, MissingNo." The name sounded strange to his ears, never having heard it. He wondered if he had heard about it, but he denied, having been trapped for too long to have ever learned.

Satoshi’s eyes saddenes a bit as he listened to MissingNo, the story different yet similar in a way to his. The silence in his mind confirmed he shared the thought. Was it why Satoshi felt more inclined to talk and be nicer than usual?

"A… glitch?" Could someone be a glitch? “What do you mean?” His tone was curious however, Pikachu himself watching and listening to MissingNo.

#darkersatoshi #I come back and find MissingNo has gone crazy #oops #Crashed!MissingNo #sorry this took so long to get to #;;;;

MissingNo was still smiling, but it seemed....strange. An almost unnoticeable red started tinging his eyes, and his hands clasped behind his back, fingernails digging in the backs. "̙̣̱I͔̹ w͍̺̙̜͍̖a̘͚̠̰̱s͚̜͓̜̙ ̹͖̮a̠̙͕͔n̮̲ e͔̰̤̱̘̙̒̋̚x̝̻̤̟͈͚ͩ̿ͥp͙̼̻̠̂͑ḛ̬̰̖̖̓̐̽r̲̰̜̝̱̘̐͗͌i͍͊m̦̣̘̤̺̳e͎̝̗̗͎̮̗ͦ̈ͥ̊̒̊͛ṉͪͧt̼͇̺̽ͣ̾͊̽̈́̈́ g̤̜͓̳o̼̮͉͍n͕e̟̘ w̵̼͍̽ͭ͂̔͐̓̐ͅr̴̙̩̜̫͍̝͒̄̽̔̊o͍͔̻̤̜̣͙̾̓͋̀̔̌́n̼̺̠͔͖͚̔͌g̊̂.̞͔̫ͦ͛ͫ͑ͯ̈"͊͜ He explained, humming a bit to himself before deciding to continue. He didn't even know we he did, as he didn't usually tell people, but some part of him just seemed to want to get it out.

"̖̦̞T̗h̤̠̬̼e̥ s͚̪̯̮͓͔̬c͍͓̖̬̞ͤ̂̾̿î̫̱̫̓͂e̲͉͙͓̤̟̳ͥ̍̎ń͚̤͍ͭt̠̪͚͍̖̩͂̂i̖̭͉̹̬ͣ̂͒̌͒̈̉s͚̳̪̰̻̱̙ͫ͋̒ṫ͍͔̞͈̝̳s̫̥̰̓͂̈̒ w̱̱̞͕er͕̤̥̖̺̜e͚̭̩͚͓̠͔ ͎̱t̙̩̗r̮̣̣̬y͉͕̹̤̥̻̮i̝̱̺̼͖̦͓n͈͇͇̳͈g ͓̭̠̰͓t̹o͉͙̰̻̠ ̯͎̫͈͓̥ͅr̖̲̪̗̲̬̠e̘̖̻̼͎ṿ̤̖iṿ̫̟͖͙̠e̱̯̬ ̖̭̗e͎x̬̳̖̩͚ͅt̮̮̫̟̳̣̘ḭ͉͙nc̳̪̹̗̻̬t͔͇ ̦̹͔P̭͕̮̼͓͙̻o͉̜̠̰͕̜k̯̬e̜m̞͕o̯n͙̜̲͇͇͙.̼̙"̭̱̪̞̲ͅ A small laugh escaped him, his eyes almost completely violet at this point, the same shade as his hair. "̭̤̜͖B̬̲̮̩̹ͅut ̻̹͚͈t̖̰̯̗͉ͅh̦̹̤ḙ̖̖̝͚ ̳̗͎m̻̘̪̠̜̲ͅa̜c̫̬͉̤hi̬̲͎͔̘̣ͅn̝͉̺͍̳ḙ ͇̘͎͕̜ͅco͕d͔e͍̠̘̱̘̙ͅ ̤̳̪w͙̻̝a̠̫̟̯͍̘̬s m̫ͤ̅ḯ̺̘̮͕̦̈̊́s̲͓͓̪̖̮̬ͤs͉̞̘̞͐͆̊i̜̲n̟̄͒ͩ͒ͮͪ̎g͎͇͇̹̮̮͚̊̍ a̝͓͈ ̝͚fe̲͈͈̘͖̟ͅw̱ nͦͣṷ͔ͬͭmͧ̀ͧ͏̮̠̦̰̙͍͍ḅ̪̲̐ͯ͌ͫe͚͚͖̪̫̗̟ͣ̔̒ͯ̀r̈͗҉̹̳̲̗ŝͭ̿̾͛̾͆.̜̖̬̞̖̲͈ͤ̍̌ͦ̇̋̚" His hands spread out wide, his smile almost magical.

"̬͉̠͚͉̺̥ͯͨ̀̇ͣS̫̙̱͉̖̳̠͗ͥ͌ͪ́̄̚o͎̖,͈̺̓̇ ̖̪͈͙̪͙Ḭ̗͉̅ͯ̊ ̖̞̮̪̳̇̐w͚̦̠̬͓͉ͬa̘͍ͦ͊ͩ̂ͦ̚s ̝̟͈͕̳̥̃m̲̩͓ͬa̲̠̭ͅḋ͈̗̀͛̎̀͌͗e͓̹ͦͤͪ̽̊ ̭̗̣ͅi̺̺̽̍͑n̰̭̭̥̙̏ͥs̘̯͓͙̝̄͛̿̃̇ͬͅt̲͖̼͉e̯̠̱͇̝͔͗͗̋͆̈̏a͔̟͖̝̪̤̫͐ͤ̊̍d.ͣͥͫ ̳͔̝͕̱T̾̄̅̍͂h̲̻̫̐̆́̂ͯeͫ͗̾ÿ͉̳̠͚̹ ̱͇ͬ̍ͤ͒c̺̲̰̲͑a̤̗̳̙͗lͤl̖̬̺͚͈̈́e̹̪͔͂͑̍͊͗͛ͅd̤͔̦ͤ̐͑ͩͦ̅̚ ̝̼̰̮ͯ͐̑́̈́̿m̹ͪe̦͎ ̜̦̆́ͬ̐ͨ̅â͙̖̜̹͚̱͗̇̐ͪ ğ̺̭̮̤̖̤ͣͬ͞l̺̱͚̩͉̩̰̈́ị̲̟͙̘̱̄̽͞t̰̞̀̈́̎̔ͅc̞̘͈̝̄̓̀̉̃͛̃͘h̜̪͖̻͒ͣ͑̽̈̈, jṳ͒ͫͯͥs͚̼̈͊t̗̫̳̳͍̳̎̈̈̇ ̰̝͙̲͔̀a̯̼̗͖̭͌̓͌̇ͮ͋ͥ m̵̩͇̯̱iͨs͎̥̍ṯ̦͇̞͈̀͌̈́͛a̛͙̤̰̠̠̮ͭͤk̦͇̘͂̽̀͑̍̓e̟̩̮̹͔̗͈.̓̇͋҉͔̗̳͔ T͉ͮ͐̉̎̊h̥ͪ̌ͪ͋͛̾ḛ͎̜̍́̒̒̓̎́ͅÿ̈́ͫͫ͋͌̐ ̙̻̩͎̘͉̚h̰̰̭͉̣̰i͕͙̩̦ͭ̏͊̈́d̼̟͔͎͖͓̄ ͓̞̺ͦm̜̣ͅȇ̠͇̑̊̽ a̡̗͍̗̗̫̋ͫͩw̸̱̝͈̰͉̣̖̄̓̾a̞̹͇y̖͈̦͙͕͖͆͗ͅ,ͬ̓͆ͧ͏ n̳̒o̓̋̔͆ͥt̥̪͈̪̟̘͋̈́ͅ ̞̼͈͖̟͓̦̊̓̐ͣw͍̍ͫ́a̳̱̹͖͓̱̩̔͆̈́̋̑̃ͩn̘̫̠̞͖͙̂̑ͥ̒̔̎t̤̰̟͇̝̃̒̔iͦͩͫ̇̉n̦̜ͫg̩͇̟̠̮̮̾̈́̍ͨͫͥ̏ ̟̬͉̤̱͗ͭ̌ͅa͓̖ͫ̉̄͐̈́̓̑n̘̱̣͂̐̌̎ͅy͖̦̫͕ͦ̋̒̽͌̚o̙̯͂̑̒n̺̞̬̗̘͉̍ͥ̏͋e͈͉̥͍͕ ͋t̟̞̩̦͉̙͂ͦ͗̆o̲̻̹̮̓̎ͩ ͊̌̏͛͆̑̚k̩̙̪̪̳̞̯̊ͫ͂n̫̔o͍̦̺͇̝͌̓̈͊͋͑w͈̳̳̱̒͐ͬ͛ ͙̦̝̟̮̖̼ͨo̖͚̘̤̙̍̓̚f̮̝̘̰͂ͦ̎ ͓̤̄w̙̪̗͐̑̄̒h̲̭̹̫ͨ̈́͂͂ͭa̟̙̥̞̼͗͋́̈́̉͛̑t̥̼̪̠̥̅͗ ͉ͫ͂t̟̘ͪͮͧ͑̒̑̉h̬̜̜̗ͬ̐ȇͧͪͩͮͨ͋y̅̑̇ c̵̯̘͈̉́̽ͅr̋̓ͫ̃̃̄̿͞e̺̗̦͕͎̟̱̕ȁ̸̲͙͇̤͖̖̳t̠̹̮̯̹͉ͣ͑e͈̝ͦͬ̀̑͠d͔̂ͨ́͜.̹͇͕͔̭̯͓̊ͦ͘"̸̟͖̥̓̔͊ Another laugh, but it wasn't a happy one, or dry. It was off-putting, and his hands came to cover his mouth, stifling a bit. He leaned closer to Satoshi, as if about to tell him a bit secret.

"̝̬͖̝ͫ͗̆T̘ͯ̈́͗͆̓ḫ̺͍̬͚̙ͥḙ̣̬͓͇̲̔ͤ̈ͮ͗̚y͚̼͑͌̄ ̄ͮ͊͑̇͋̔d̰̬̮ḙ̪̥̭̦̈̾̏̎͊e͎͉͓̍ͤͪ͂m͚͎̟̖̞̝ͫě̺̜͉̟̻ͥ̅͒͗d̝͎͛ͩ͛͆ͤ́̓ ̼̖̹̭͓̉͋ͣ̽ͨm̮̣̄ͧ͊̉ͨe͕̖̫̟͇̖ g̹̥̣̑͒a̡̰͚ͣ̍̃̌̎́m̘̣̞̥͈ͬ̏e̛̐̄̇ͭͨ̈́ ̺͋̌̓ͪ͌̃͒͜c̏͑̅ͦ͏̖r̗̖̬͈ͮ͑ͦ̃ͨ̀̚ǎ̗̦͉͕͑̒͠s͒͒̓ͤh̵̖͂̽̚i̊͛̎҉̮̙͕̖̫͖̘n̲̯̓ͥ̿̍gͯ͛̀.͔ͭ̈̑ͮͤ͒͐"ͤ

halogenic

have you ever had a dream that was so vivid it stuck with you in the back of your mind for years?

sunshien-deactivated20220126

i have so many questions

#my Elmo nightmare #it doesn't help that my sister makes fun of me for it #but I just #ugh #it wasn't even that bad #but I was so young so it was scary to me #outofrarecandies

renegademistress

Send me a ϟ

I will generate a number 1-35 to see what my muse will say to yours. Mix of angst, fluff, flirty, funny, etc.

awildmissingnoglitch is now following you.

"I am, yes." Minato answered distractedly. Normally Neitei was wary of strangers. Today, she was chirping away as if nothing in the world could possibly go wrong.

"I’m heading south right now. Aiming for Cinnabar Island."