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Yᴏ ʟɪsᴛᴇɴ ᴜᴘ, ʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ Aʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ɢᴜʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟɪᴠᴇs ɪɴ ᴀ ʙʟᴜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ Aɴᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴅᴀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟʟ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴇ sᴇᴇs ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛ ʙʟᴜᴇ Lɪᴋᴇ ʜɪᴍ, ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇ I'M BLUE ( da ba dee da ba dye )
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[ okay so I diid update my blog theme a liiiittle bit <3 I still love the bg ack
[ So - reactivating Blue from her school hiatus there... but I don't wanna change the theme. ;-; I love it so muuuchh- but maybe it's time for change...
Anywho ! Anyone wanna plot ? IM or ask me ! Random Blue ? Gimme a like ! I'm so excited to get my favorite gal up again.
[ dusts this off oh boi Ive been rping Blue elsewhere for a bit, and y'know what- I miss my girl ! Sorry for vanisihing, but I'm gonna try to love my protag again with the 100000 other muses I have right now. 👌👌 totally fine! But for right noooow: sleep. Night all! See ya tomorrow for some revampin'!
rebirthpyre:
Did they just yelp? Absolutely. They were caught off guard by the sudden shoe, twist around and begin to fire and ember at the shoe-thrower… Only, the Ember doesn’t happen, instead it’s a puff of smoke and a coughing fit for the hybrid. Not their best choice ever.
“Guess I must’ve done it…” They don’t remember. They can only assume from their exhaustion and sore throat they must have done… something. They couldn’t remember though… it was all mostly a blur though, really. “Well, I’m sorry. Whatever I was doin’ I’m guessin’ you weren’t my target.”
Better not to make enemies with other subjects. They raise a hand to their hair, watching Blue carefully. What kinda of Pokemon was she…?
“So, uh. You are…?”
.... Did he just try to blow MORE fire at her?
Blue blinked, nearly insulted that he was gonna try to burn her even more, until he started talking. He didn't remember doing it? Well- she wasn't really one to judge. She didn't remember any of it from being asleep. That must'a been what usin' Dream Eater on yourself felt like... it made ya sleep for a reeeally long time.
Note to self, use a lot more.
"Better not've been your target. I was just sitting here all innocently." Pouting, those red-speckled, blue eyes squinted at the dog-boy on the floor, one of her hands subconsciously scratching at that constantly stinging burn on her thigh, as if she were trying to void the pain with itching. It kind of worked-
Hearing him ask who she were though, Blue's mid-trance glaring kind of snapped out of it. Eyes becoming a tad less... intimidating, and expression turning to a bit of surprise instead. He wanted to know who she was-? Time to show off your great memory, gal.
"I'm Blue. From Kanto- now here. Who're you, a Houndoom?”
.... Wait. Houndoom-
The air suddenly went chill when Blue realized just what being a HOUNDOOM meant. That was a trait of Gengar's, after all. They sucked the heat out of the air they encompassed when trying to prey on others, and right now- she was a little p i s s e d at the guy on the floor. So she made sure to send a nice, eerie chill to their spine- if that internal fire wasn't brewing anyway.
"You better be able to make this damn burn stop burning. Drool on it if you have to- but I better not'a been burned for LIFE 'cause I was sleeping."
@siilverveiins
Oh, gosh.. why did she feel so STIFF? A groan came from the woman who was still, some how miraculously, sitting cross armed on the common room's couch. She was right against the arm of the chair, almost kind of curled up into it, when she finally started to stretch out, working those frozen joints after... what, hours of being still? She'd fallen asleep... but really, she didn't expect to be out this long.
Blinking now, as her eyes adjusted to the light- the damn light, it burnt her eyes more and more everyday, she just wanted to be in DARKNESS- Blue scanned around the room, trying to see what was going on.. she didn't hear anything, per say. But the meeting thing they were having seemed to be over now...
.... And shit was on fire?
Speaking of that-
" O W. What the hell-?" The girl pouted, looking down to her thigh where she saw the singed burn mark on her skin, and even burning the edge of her DRESS. The one literal thing she cared about so much, since it held so much of her character- she could remember her old personality because of this dress... and now it was singed off a bit? It made a brow twitch in annoyance, while eyes focused in on a man laying on the floor. Was he injured-? This place looked like a MESS afer all, like someone had a multi Pokemon battle in this small room and went all ou--...
Oh.
Sliding off the couch, and wincing from the pain in her leg- this pain was different, after all, it actually heart compared to those dull, ticklish needles they experimented on her with, and the pain brought some Blue back- Blue dragged herself over to the laying red head, a finger coming to.... tap his shoulder multiple times, just to make sure she got his full attention.
She couldn't help but be a lil' mischievous.
"Hey- y'okay? What happened here? I guess Pokemon battle- but, then, we're Pokemon now, aren't we?
Did some of us battle? Sorry for askin' too, I put myself to sleep on the couch thinking this would be some boring old technical meeting. Guess I missed a real shit show."
@rebirthpyre
Oh, gosh.. why did she feel so STIFF? A groan came from the woman who was still, some how miraculously, sitting cross armed on the common room’s couch. She was right against the arm of the chair, almost kind of curled up into it, when she finally started to stretch out, working those frozen joints after… what, hours of being still? She’d fallen asleep… but really, she didn’t expect to be out this long.
Blinking now, as her eyes adjusted to the light- the damn light, it burnt her eyes more and more everyday, she just wanted to be in DARKNESS- Blue scanned around the room, trying to see what was going on.. she didn’t hear anything, per say. But the meeting thing they were having seemed to be over now…
…. And stuff was on fire?
Speaking of that-
“ O W. What the heck?” The girl pouted, looking down to her thigh where she saw the singed burn mark on her skin, and even burning the edge of her DRESS. The one literal thing she cared about so much, since it held so much of her character- she could remember her old personality because of this dress… and now it was singed off a bit? It made a brow twitch in annoyance, while eyes focused in on a man laying on the floor. He was a Houndoom splice, wasn’t he-? Blue did enjoy poking around in other information, since she… could kind'a do that.
… Did he do this?
Taking off her shoe- not really wanting to leave the couch due to pure laziness and a pained thigh- Blue tossed it over so that the shoe landed on his back/chest, trying to get his attention towards her.
“Hey hey! Did you spit some literal fire?? I wake up from a great nap, and wake up to a BURN. talk about the innocent bystander turned victim?”
shvrker answered your ask: "Are you... Alive-? Y'look pretty dead." (subjectn...
"It does matter, a lil'. I'm turnin' into a ghost, so it's like dying... You just look kind'a dead, but you still got a heart?
Or... well. Who's got a heart after all this."
Blue snickered, arms folding over her chest, staring at the guy in front of her. She hardly interacted with other subjects... and maybe she wasn't allowed in here. But hey- this new DNA they gave her made her not give a crap about the rules. Something she often paid for.
"Y'should be alive."
@conivingxthief
they were going outside— the others, the poor innocent victims of such a heinous and abominable experiment. out into the sunlight for a recess from caged life. but not red. for various reasons he remained in solitude— such as unreliable tendencies, mood swings, trying to tear scales from his own flesh and for inaudible mutterings of many kinds. many– he noticed, walking out that door, looked human, only their eyes slightly off colour and he couldn’t help but wish he was one of them.
he sat sideways to the glass– purposefully making sure the more human side of him was the one they could see— even if they were spliced too, he didn’t want anyone to see him like that, grotesque, mutilated, blackened scales crawling from his right hand messily all the way up and around his eye, his morphed flame blue eye. he D E S P I S E D what they had done to him and he hid any evidence of what they had done in the shadows of the cell. the only thing he could not hide— was the smoke in his throat, the fire in his gut and the fact he felt as if he was turning ashen from the inside out.
tapping the glass as the last of the in mates made their way toward the door— he noticed there was no guard to watch that end of the line and his finger stopped pummeling at the sight of one of the spliced. a familiar face from pallet town, and he banged on the glass with the palm of his hand more forcefully— a mood swing: a n g e r burst through him. this wasn’t what he wanted, he needed to look approachable. his humanity was depleting, just as they had said– he was an animal. no. a monster and that slight glimpse of familiarity— gave him back some of the red they had killed weeks ago. whoever the girl was— he either knew her and the procedure had wiped most of his memories away or he knew of her— and this grasp for humanity and memory was only small.
❛ —- hey hey! wait….. i know you. ❜
Gengar... had really messed this Kantonian up. She didn't have many physical appearances, besides the fact she could smile like a chesire cat, and speckles of red tinted those aqua eyes of hers, and she could... go a lil' transparent at times, but the big effect was her MENTALITY.
She used to be a lil conniving, a lil' mischievous before with her... slightly illegal actions. But now-? She just wanted to mess up everyone's lives. Either by giving someone a heart attack by giving them nightmares, by pulling pranks, trying to escape, manipulating some of the gals with... charm, and the greatest: creeping people the i. Her room was under common knowledge not to go near, and not to enter without willing to risk your own sanity. It was amazing they even let her out of her cell, possibly from good behavior the past few days...
However, she didn't want to go outside. It was BRIGHT, and this new splicing made the light burn. Not like she'd seen it in so long... but living in the shadows of her cell for days-? She wasn't ready for the perils of UV rays.
... That was when a slam upon glass caught her attention, followed by some words aimed in her direction.
Flicks of what could look like dark aura flickered from her shoulders, the grin stretching along her lips showing the new amusement boiling inside of her. Someone wanted to talk... so, she'd talk. And maybe get some fun out of it.
"Know me~? honey, you'll know me better soon."
Snickering under her breath, Blue spun on her heel to face her cat-caller-- only for the grin to instantly DROP; eyes almost.. widening when she saw the boy behind the glass. Blue's feet naturally bringing her forward in pure curiosity. She knew him too. His face, his hair, his voice was raspy- but recognizable. If there was one thing Blue had left from all this horror, was her memories. Eating people's dreams, donning nightmares... she had good control over the mind. So she retained the only good things she could remember, the only people in her mind that could make her happy at this point... Her old friends.
"... Red ? Is that- no way." ... Were those scales around his eyes? That could only mean one thing... to HELL he was a subject too!
@conivingxthief
he has to look over his shoulder twice before he can affirm that, yes, someone is behind him ( or at the very least, somewhere nearby ); n sighs, raising his hands in the air as if to surrender. “please don’t hurt me. i’m too tired for this.”
-- Ah, damn. That Ghost power wasn't kickin' in yet, so she wasn't as “sneaky" as she may have thought. This guy was still able to figure her out... but, in due time.
Pouting, Blue came around the corner with her arms crossed; disappointment to her evasiveness clear along her expression.
"Boo. Couldn't even scare ya. I wanted to follow ya to see where you're going... usually not allowed to wander too much."
viridianlead:
It hurt to see her like that. Blue may have been a pain in the ass at times, but never did she deserve such horrible things such as spicing. Biting at his bottom lip he remained still, tired emerald eyes welling up with a few speckles of tears. But he couldn’t cry. He couldn’t be emotional. No, that could cause complications.
Inhaling he smiled, a sad smile. The movements that began to form around his hand sent a sharp shiver down his spine, her hand coming into contact with his own. “ I am not here to test you Blue, I just need to observe. I wont hurt you. “ Observe. Learn. Train.That was what he needed to do, gain their trust, and train them like Pokemon. But they weren’t Pokemon. His chest swelled with pain, his grasp tightening around her hand slowly. Luckily, from his position he was able to obscure the cameras. Had the higher ups or security seen him making contact with them do early, he would get himself and the subject in trouble. “ But we can hold hands. “
He'd let her hold his hand... that was all she could'a asked for. Just the human contact- let alone with him... a FRIEND. She could finally smile again, cheek resting against that glass while her thumb ran along his hand. You never knew how much you could miss something so simple until it was gone...
He had to observe her.
That was fine- she could handle that. But, her eyes did look to him, almost a bit hopefully.
"Are you... gonna be the one to come check on me from now on-? That'd- that'd make it more bearable, 'n all. Keep the crazy away.
And ahm- are you gonna tell them I can phase through things a little...? That might- well... that might lead to harder security, and harder TESTS. Y'know-?"
She could potentially escape if she could phase through things, after all. And it could be a great discovery for a Ghost Type; they'd do more experiments, probably more painful ones. Lock her up somehow that she couldn't phase through something... have no contact. Would Green protect her?
viridianlead:
It was disorientating. Off putting. Sickening. It wasn’t something that he had really expected going into the job ( not that he took the job by choice ), the sight of the woman causing his throat to tighten and tense up. Gagging he brought his hands up to cover his mouth, he wasn’t allowed to show such negative affects. He had to stay healthy and stable. Otherwise he could put himself and others in danger; nervously he swallowed the bile that rose up his throat and gave a shaky sigh.
“Green… Green- Can you let me out? I wanna go home. I wanna go home so bad… C-Can you come in…?”
Those were her words, and he wanted to appease her. To let her out ( if only for a little while ); give her that much needed fresh air, but he didn’t have the authority to take her out into the courtyard. The only place the subject were allowed to even see the morning sun. “ I want to Blue…. “ His voice was horse, and gravelly; shaky feet inching closer to the door as one hand rose up. Pressing softly against the thick glass. “ I’m sorry. “
He said her name... Blue smiled-- a non-menacing one for once-- after hearing him say her name. She'd been a subject for so long now... from all the experimenting, she'd nearly had wanted to forget her name: but she wouldn't let them take that from her. They could turn her into a freak, but they couldn't take away her identity.
And he was sorry...
Her hand could at least feel the glass heat up after his hand joined it, and she leaned her head down to rest against both their hands-- or, metaphorically his, physically just hers. Now she at least knew someone here who would look at her like a person again... but she still craved that physical touch. Could she..?
Gengar splicing had given her- some attributes. Enough to do only one simple thing... The hand against the glass went transparent suddenly, and her fingers phased right through it, and seemed to interlock with his own. She was holding his hand. She was able to actually feel another human being, in a gentle way- no one holding her down for experiments...
It may have been weird that she could do this- yeah. But... that's what happened. And so far, it was just her hand she could do it to.
"They made me a freak, Green. A freak that can do weird stuff like this... But- if you do your test... can I still hold your hand? I- I haven't felt kindness in a really long time..."
viridianlead:
The artificial lights that burned and hung overhead within the halls allowed the scientists and the trainers pass through without trouble. The row of cages and containment facilities placed there with their corresponding clipboards to note information on the subject of choice. He had been working with Subject M for the last few days, helping cover for a somewhat sick trainer; but now he was back to his original subject.
[ Subject: X ]
His posture was weary, his shoulders hunched as he glanced through the glass, adjusting his glasses to get a better grasp of what notes had been written about the monster that was just inches before him. Young woman, physically healthy (well, as healthy as she could be)infused with Gengar. He swallowed, deeply in thought; curious at what he could really be getting himself into. He was there because of Daisy. Empty emerald eyes then looked up towards the glass as he heard those words. ‘Hey there, big guy.’ That voice, though distorted, he knew it. He knew it so well. But he didn’t react, how could he. Tired eyes took a moment to focus before his feet stumbled backwards, breath hitched in his throat at the sight that had welcomed him. “ …U-uuh… “ It was her. It was Blue.
With a soft clattering sound, the clipboard that had been within his grasp had fallen to the group. His heart had sunk. Not only was he forced to work there because of Daisy but now he had witnessed that another person that he was close to, had been stolen from him.
He- he didn't answer her... he just looked so shocked, but that was to be expected, right? Blue felt tears welling in her eyes at the confirmation that it was in fact her childhood friend in front of her- part of the big Kanto three- and both hands went to press against the glass window of the door. Her lower lip quivered-- trying to find the right words.
How could she ever justify this to him... to being here. Of course, they'd tricked her- fooled her into something much worse than she first expected, but... how could she explain why she was even interested in the lie?
She'd save that for later.
"Green... Green- Can you let me out? I wanna go home. I wanna go home so bad... C-Can you come in...?" Blue's voice shook, this was the first time she'd been... herself in so long, Gengar being pushed back by being greeted by her past. Would he let her out...? Even for a bit- she wanted human contact again. A hug- anything.
She wanted to feel like she wasn't caged like a monster.
tausend-blitze:
Oh.. it had been her… Whoever let her out or thought it would have been a good idea was going to have a wrench shoved where the sun didn’t shine.
Tilting his head, the blond almost had an emotionless look aside from the murderous glint in his eyes. “ Oopse is right you little brat. ” he had always hated women, especially ones like this one, “ I haven’t the authority nor power to lock you up though… What I do have however is a near irresistible urge to throw a screwdriver into your eye socket… ”
Oh...? She couldn't help but grin at that. He wanted to throw a screwdriver in her eye... how naughty.
Sauntering up to the man, hands held behind her back innocently, Blue pushed on up on her tiptoes to get closer to his face, that Gengar like grin of her spreading ear-to-ear. One hand though did come up, and mockingly pulled down on her lower eye lid, as if to expose the blue- and red freckled- orb. A snicker in her throat, and malice in her words.
"Eye for an eye~? Or... eye for a kiss?" Now wasn't that an amusing thought.
— [ Subject: Unknown ] — [ Location: Basement Level ] — [ Hostility: Unknown, approach with caution]
If any issues occur, please press the emergency alarm on the outside of the containment’s door as soon as possible. Note that the company is not responsible for any loss of limb or mental trauma caused by the subject.
Green gave a large sigh at the notes that he had been given. Day in and day out, he had seen all kinds of subjects pass through the training rooms, the worst part was always collecting them from their containment facilities. Each one becoming accustomed to their own little space and world, a few of them acting out violently ( for the first few hours, or days )whilst others were scared and timid. He had hoped his most recent assignment was of the latter. Reaching a hand up, he rubbed his face, rubbing the bridge of his nose more intently as he took slow and wary steps down towards the doors. At least he was being paid extremely well for this. That had to be the only upside; seeing faces that he had once seen before though was something that he had hoped to avoid. “ Goodmorning. “ He greeted the splicer, standing just a few inches away from the window. The room was dark ( they were always dark ) unless they were being tested with different levels of light exposure. That wasn’t his task that day though. That day, he needed to observe their skills and movements, comparing them to the pokemon that they were spliced with. “ I do hope you’re awake already. “
Morning... was it morning? Lack of windows within each of the subject's room made it hard to track time, and with her room always being so dark, mainly from her own causes... she couldn't tell. Had she slept-? Not yet. She hadn't slept for a very long time... it had maybe been three "goodmornings" since she slept. Were they tricking her, or had she really been up for three days now?
Rocking in the corner of her PRISON, Blue hugged her knees to chest, trying to keep that Ghost Type DNA from surfacing again. It was painful when it did... and she could never control what she says or does. It would.. act of, naughtily at that. Trying to break out, trying to scare people, trying to HURT people... it was insane: and it was inside of her.
However, hearing a voice at her door of course triggered it to life. Something to play with ! It would think, which made her feet move and carry her to the window of the door. Her eyes were drained, hazed over in the empty blank that drew over her mind from the lack of sleep she'd obtained, while the Ghost was lively as ever. Making her tongue hang out past her lips, and smile spread wider than most thought humanly possible. It was changing her features... and most definitely her personality.
"Hey there, big guy. You here to let me out so we can play~?----" However, Blue's smile was cut short when the light in the halls illuminate his features. Brown, spiked hair, green eyes... and the voice- the ghastly red from her eyes faded when she saw her childhood friend. Embarrassment, guilt, and HOPE settling into her from seeing the very familiar sight; her hand raising to press against the glass, as if trying to reach out to him. Was it seriously..?
"G-Green...?"
[ o goodness I got carried away- look at the time!! Anyway- I have to head to bed now! But, send me some Subjectn related things and I'll get to them in the morning !! Class and all, but I'll be on basically all day tomorrow!
Been really fun, and I can't wait to continue. <3
