trying on a metaphor
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we're not kids anymore.
Not today Justin
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Kaledo Art
if i look back, i am lost
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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@characters-in-limbo
New fuckass pinned post cuz Tumblr’s being a little bitch and not letting me update the old one.
Chartreuse by @/spikyegg
Spirit made by @/askgimmieventures
Rella and Amanti designed by @/tazerpones
Psypha made by @/seasidemews
Raven will be redesigned more drastically later down the line for reasons.
Instincts of a wet sock.
Silvan @ Chartreuse and Rella: Silvan looked at the pair before the fire, and seemed curious. Neither of them had shelter nor food.
"Hey so, do you guys know how to gather food?" they asked, even if it seemed rude, "you don't have any."
They move their eyes away from the fire for a second.
Not a single rational brain cell between them.
Response to this
@ask-lethalmon
They seem too distracted by the fire to notice the fire-starter.
“I want to stick my face in it.”
“I dare you to.”
WAIT NO-
They proceed to spend hours staring at the fire.
Selling these two individually for $4 each on my Ko-Fi
I've opened a shop. Come take a look!
Gonna be frank, these are emergency comms.
Paypal, Venmo, or Cashapp.
Or you can just comm me on my Ko-Fi
Dm if interested.
Must provide some kind of reference for what you want me to draw (if you do uncolored/minimal color drawing)
Money upfront
Will:
-pokemon
-Sonic OCs (maybe)
-Vessel OCs (Hollow Knight)
Will not:
-complex characters.
-mechs.
-bugs (I just can’t draw em 😔)
It’ll all be case-by-case tho. So just ask!
(@ask-lethalmon ) Gamma walks up to the two mons with a casual air. She glances down at the bundle of kindling and gives a sharp laugh, “wow you guys would never survive on a job with me.” Though the words sound rude her tone is light and friendly, “don’t you guys know any fire or maybe electric moves? No clue what you guy have actually, y’all look like you got some funky genetics. I can start a spark for you if you really need it though, no troubles.”
“We would appreciate it if you did.”
“I’m feeling a lot of new sensations.”
@fat-bug-adventures Vixie -> Rella and Chartreuse
"Greetings you two, if you are attempting to start a fire, may I suggest a method a human friend of mine showed me how to do?"
She would look around for a sizable rock, and slamming her tail into it with Iron Tail, striking it and causing a large spray of sparks, and half of the large rock was now gone
"If you land a spark on some dried grass or leaves, in a way similar to what I just did, it will start a fire."
“I don’t think… either of us has that kind of…”
(ask-impatient-samurott: Jean@Rella/Chartreuse) "Oh children." Jean said concerningly after watching the two drop a rock on some sticks in an attempt to make a fire. She glances over at Chartreuse. "Youre part Victini aren't you? What you wanna do is gather up some branches and grasses and GENTLY use a fire move on it." She pauses. "You do know a fire move, yes?"
They know nothing about anything. Including themselves nor how to use whatever moves they might have.
Ask call!
If you want my blorbos in walk into your inbox and be confused about existing, reply reblog or whatever. Just lmk.
I just ask that you do the same and send your own blorbos into my inbox in return.
I'm pretty sure I've missed out on something but
How did you two even ended up here?
“I especially wasn’t expecting her confession.”
“Shut up before I make you.”
“Sure thing, my love.”
“Ew. Gross.”
“Yeah that felt gross to me too.”
They might need some help on how to survive.
They started existing a couple hours ago. Be nice.
It seems the both of them have realized the situation they put themselves in.
‘I don’t…’
‘I don’t want to be alone.’
That was all she could think in that moment.
The weight of it pressed down like gravity.
Fortunately, she wouldn’t be alone for long.
WHAM.
“AH—FUCK—!”
Something hit her square in the back—hard.
She spun around, startled—
“What the fuck-”
and there he was.
Char.
The two of them froze in stunned silence.
“…Hey-”
Before he could finish, Rella nearly tackled him in a hug.
Tight. Desperate.
She didn’t say a word.
She just held him.
And cried.
“Heh, never seen you cry before.”
“Shush… Don’t ruin this moment…”
He hugged her back.
Well…
It was time to leave.
A portal to Limbo opened, swirling and ominous.
White and empty.
“Well,” Amanti said with a smile, “that was fun while it lasted! I absolutely loved all of it.”
“Yeah…” Rella replied softly. “It was.”
He glanced at her.
“…You okay? You’ve been pretty quiet this whole time we’ve been here.”
She hesitated. Then—
“No. I’m not okay. I’m not going back there.”
“What?”
“I’M NOT GOING BACK THERE, AMANTI!” she snapped, her voice cracking. “This whole experience—it showed me we don’t belong there!”
“But—what about our friends? Our family?! You’re just gonna leave them-?”
“DON’T SAY IT LIKE THAT.” Rella shouted, tears burning at the corners of her eyes. “You think I want to leave them? I love every one of them. Spirit… she’s like a sister to me!”
“But I can’t go back. And… I don’t want you to either. This is the happiest I’ve ever seen you.”
His expression fell.
“So you’re making me choose between them and you?!”
She looked away, her back now to him. Her voice barely a whisper.
She clenched her fists to the point her claws drew blood.
“…I guess so.”
The silence that followed was unbearable.
‘Please say something. Anything. Just… answer.’
“I guess… this is goodbye, then.”
The words hit like a knife.
It hurt more than either of them expected.
“…I… guess so…”
Her voice trembled, breaking apart at the seams. She still couldn’t bring herself to look at him.
“C-can you t-tell Ch-Char s-something for me…?”
“S-sure,” he choked out.
“…I-I love him…”
Amanti didn’t respond—but she knew.
He’d tell Chartreuse.
“A-and… you know I l… love you, right…?”
“Y-yeah…”
“…”
“…Bye, R-Rella.”
“B…bye… A-Amanti…”
He stepped through the portal.
And then he was gone.
Rella was alone.
For the first time in their lives, they were completely apart.
And deep down, she feared she might never see him again.
That thought terrified her.
She dropped to the floor and just let the tears flow.
She would never see her brother again and it was her fault.
Rella @ Osseth
@characters-in-limbo
“I’ll be honest. I was afraid to approach you 3 at first. Mostly from the strangely familiar yet equally unfamiliar energy.”
“That was, uh, until I overheard “want to see how many jumbo marshmallows I can fit in my mouth” haha!”
Yet… why do I still have a slight feeling of dread speaking to them? I should meet up with Amanti soon.
“Hahaha, I’m happy my actions have put you at ease!” Osseth said with a smile. “It’s true that we can be a bit intimidating at times, but we try our best to be approachable, especially to our own people. At an event like this, no good is done by acting all high and mighty, that's for sure.”
Osseth tilted her head slightly, asking, “However, I am a bit curious. Why is it that our energies seem familiar to you? Have you, perhaps, encountered another of our kind in your own home realm? Or maybe you have seen another creature with similar alignments to us, that being time, space, or antimatter respectively.”
“I… really don’t know. It’s just this feeling I can’t explain,” Rella admitted, her voice low.
She let out a long, weary sigh.
“I’ve felt like this ever since my brother and I arrived here. We came from a place someone described as a ‘limbo’… and honestly, that’s all I’ve ever known.”
She looked down at her hands.
“But somehow… this place… it feels familiar. Like I’ve been here before. Even if I know I haven’t.”
Rella lifted her gaze, locking eyes with the Giratina.
She opened her mouth to speak again—
—but the moment her eyes truly met Osseth’s, her entire body screamed RUN.
It wasn’t her. Not Osseth.
But something inside Rella was triggered.
Something buried deep that was never supposed to surface.
Her voice caught in her throat.
“I’m sorry— I have to go.”
As she turned and fled, only one thought echoed in her mind:
‘I can’t go back there. I won’t.’
