NEW USER - 22/2: Hello Rotomblr. The name's Kiichi, fellow hacker and one of the many Aeos trainers. ^^
NEW USER - 24/2: Greetings, citizens of Rotomblr! I am the world renowned Prince Lear, heir to the Elphadore throne and founder of Pasio! Oh, and the chosen of Hoopa, I guess-
If you need any codework or any sort of tech work done, feel free to ask me!
Oh, and here's my team, as well as a picture of Tsar since his card data is unfortunately inaccurate.
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【OOC STUFF BELOW】
HE GOT AWAY!!!
You know the drill, this is linked to @【gaia-channel】!
General tags go as follows: cw 【subject matter】/tw 【subject matter】.
As Roman is an adult, there may be suggestive content.
Personal tags go as follows:
#【Roman Posts!】 = General posts made by Roman
#【Roman Reblogs!】 = Posts that Roman has reblogged
"Everything's just going wrong." Lear sighed, hearing the pacing behind him.
"I know, there's no updates..." Roman replied, the typing in the background coming from Kiichi's laptop.
"Mhm. Apparently there's this festival on."
"Millennium Festival, right?"
"Yeah, shit like that bores me though, I'll leave that to you."
Roman glares over, "Rude."
"What? As I said, it bores me. It's not like those wishes mean anything."
[ Lear closed the doors to the balcony, the two other men bickering inside, muffled by the doors. He looks up at the sky, reaching up with his palm facing the stars, making a small Aura Sphere in his hand and sending it up. ]
In the orange smeared skies of Hoenn, two travelers cross paths. They cross, and they clash. Two forces of nature, of the darkness and of the malleable, collide as forces of nature often do.
Psychic power ripples across the mountaintops as Deoxys dives for cover, then the air cracks and whistles around it as its razor wings pull it suddenly into a sharp ascent. Shadows brush the cliffs in its wake as the embodiment of nightmares follows, soundless and wretched, a shadow in the sunset.
Wings morph into hands, and psychic energy congeals in Deoxys’s grip before being flung down toward the pursuing shadow. Dust scatters. Rocks crumble. Darkrai pursues, raising its head to the blinding sweetness of the sun and spreading its arms.
Darkness pulses around it and outward, arcs of shadow smearing the sunset and blotting out the shy evening stars. Deoxys wails and thrashes in a rage. Its body convulses under the assault, pulling taught and thin before turning tail to slice across the horizon and into the coming night.
Darkai pauses a moment against the stars to watch its opponent retreat, then it continues on its way.
As swiftly as they met, the travelers part and continue on their own paths, each wholly unaware and uncaring of what their fateful encounter has wrought below.
Wishmade Sky, beginning June 1, 2025
For the players! If you're planning to participate in the Wishmade Sky community ark, you can start to have your characters react! Any psychic or dark affiliated characters might sense something is amiss. Anyone in Hoenn may have even witnessed this brief fight between Darkrai and Deoxys!
The only thing they WON'T know yet is Jirachi was asleep below the battlefield!
[ Hoopa felt a pit in his stomach. He didn't know how to explain it, but something was wrong. ]
"Roman's rechecking the camera footage, trying to gauge how much time we have to get Orea out," Lear sighed as he walked over. In an ideal world, Hoopa could just go and grab the Champion through his rings, but he was chained up, he couldn't move him unless he was free from restraint.
"We have more than just Orea's situation to worry about..."
"Hoopa, what is it?"
Hoopa gave Lear a sad, scared look, "I don't know...but it's not good. I should talk to Darkrai, it's important nonetheless."
[ Before Lear could ask him again, he was gone. ]
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[ Darkrai was frantically pacing back and forth in the hallway, trying to wrap their head around everything, when they bumped into Hoopa. ]
"Ah- sorry!"
"No no, you're fine..."
"...you sensed it too, huh?"
Darkrai nodded, "And Tyranitar's catching onto something being off. Latios has just fucked off to the Gym, but I can tell he's concerned." They choked on their words a little as they stopped speaking.
Hoopa could see the tears, "Whatever happens, it's not your fault."
[ Darkrai doesn't reply verbally, bringing Hoopa into a hug as they began to cry. ]
Hoopa put a reassuring hand on their back, gently rubbing it, "Things have just gone to shit lately, eh?"
"Yeah...T-Toby's hearing about what the other Champions are saying about Orea's rescue mission...he's planning something."
"Shouldn't he not strain himself after that injury?"
"He's stubborn when it comes to justice, same as Koko...he won't back down once he's set on the idea." They carefully push Hoopa away. "You should go, get back to Lear." As Hoopa went to leave via his ring, Darkrai had one last thing to say. "We'll get this sorted, we have the power to."
Inspired by @sm0lcatfish 's Team Disco shenanigans, I wanted to start up a smaller arc which has the end goal of stumping another evil plan after a lot of momentum!
Welcome to Bring Forth The Hell Scream. What is screaming? You'll find out.
The main blogs affected by this are any blogs with prominent League or Trident connection: this means @thetuxedohawlucha and @literal-arc-real are safe during this arc with @office-b-help on thin ice.
Most major warnings will be off screen interactions, so the stakes here will be different, the main thing here will be hacking, brainwashing and implied pokémon abuse.
Feel free to block the arc tag if you're not interested or don't wish to see it!
