Rye the Darkrai

"Don't mind me... I'm busy finding a purpose in life."

[darkryebread]

I do not understand what I am doing or why I am... but I suppose I shall exist on this realm. I was told an introductory post was a must. Personally, I do not see why this matters, but fine.

Greetings, to the unfortunate souls that have stumbled upon this post. My name is Daiyami Kurotuski... However, most may know me as Rye. I would prefer to be called the latter, thank you.

There is nothing else important of note. I exist, and nothing more. Apparently there is an ask feature...? Don't know why, but I suppose I can answer questions as they come by. Don't expect anything meaningful...

I think this should be satisfactory. . . . How do I post-

[darkryebread]

Hello, it has been a while...

The character limit on the Social Network app limits my current yet former fustration within the bakery, so I have come here to properly explain it all.

So, a week or so before this, Doughnut (my boss) tasked me with making gingerbread, which would be sold for a limited time. I did not have a problem with this. However, come Monday, once word got out about the Fidough Bakery's special, there was a flood of pokemon that lined up for it. I've never, in the three or so months of me working there, have ever seen a line as long as that one. That's when I realized, I was going to need way more gingerbread.

It did take a while, and some customers were impatient and others were fortunately way more understanding, but Monday ended off on a hitch at least, and every customer was satisfied.

Fast forward to Tuesday. Which is today, in writing of the post. I quadrupled my initial supply of gingerbread, expecting today to be like yesterday. Fortunately it wasn't the case, but close to the end of the day, the gingerbread once again sold out.

And here's this Scrafty walking in with a young Scraggy with a toothpick in it's mouth. She already looked to have an attitude, but I greeted her with the friendly customer service voice, and she blatantly disregarded what I said, practically demanding to give her son two gingerbread cookies. I stare at her for a second, replied with "I'm sorry ma'am, but we've just sold out of them." The kid turned to his mother and pulled her arm, whining and begging for these things, and she glared me down and told me to make some more.

Now, if this weren't a business establishment I was working for, I would have half a mind to say some "kind" words back to her. Alas, I could not. I bit my tongue and instead informed her it would take at most 30 minutes and she seemed satisfied with that. The line behind the two was not long, so I take their orders as well in case I did need more gingerbread (and I did, but that was irrelevant. Told them the same thing as the mother.). I go to the kitchen, get the flour, sugar... whatever else, irrelevant details on the gingerbread making, made sure to follow the recipe perfectly, stuck it in the oven. I go to the counter to let the waiting customers know it'll take about 15 or so minutes to bake.

I suppose the little Scraggy did not like that, as he started yelling at his mom to get the gingerbread. She looked at me as if I was the problem. It only gets worse from here... as the seconds pass by, yes, seconds, that Scraggy only grew more and more restless, eventually resorting to having a full blown tantrum on the floor. And the Scrafty did absolutely nothing about it! The other two, an Oinkologne and a Delibird, also gave one another a look as they shuffled away from the child. I don't blame them.

Eventually, after three minutes of this, I finally dared to say something. "Ma'am, your child is disturbing the other customers." The Scrafty snapped back, "He wouldn't be like this if you didn't have such a ridiculous wait time for some stupid bread!" I glanced to the other customers briefly, then sighed, responding with, "I could have not done you the favor of making more. I apologize if you are not satisfied with waiting, however yelling at me and having your child make everyone deaf in the meantime will not make the process any faster."

She clearly had a problem with this, as she stormed up to the counter where I was, slammed her hands on the countertop and demanded to see my manager. Doughnut wasn't even in the bakery at the time, he left to run a quick errand. I told her this. She got even more livid and asked for his number. I begrudgingly gave it to her so maybe, just maybe, she'll calm down. It was only wishful thinking...

"I'm going to call him right now and tell him how much of a rude employee you are!" She said, plus some other things I couldn't hear as that Scraggy started screaming like a base-boosted Exploud. I turned around, rolled my eyes, and went to check on the bread... fortunately by this point it was done. I take it out, decorate it, stuffed four of them in a bag for the mother and her son, even though they only asked for two, I simply wanted them to shut up and get out of here.

"Ma'am, your order is ready." I tell her while she's on the phone with who knows who, it didn't sound like she was talking with Doughnut, but she took the order and dragged her son out the door by his arm. He also stopped crying once he was handed a gingerbread cookie.

That was the longest 15 minutes of my life.

The other two customers got their orders as well, apologizing on the Scrafty's behalf. I told them not to worry about it. But one of them gave me a generous tip and thanked me for having the courage to at least stand up to her. So... I guess it worked out? But my ears are still ringing...

[darkryebread]

Apologies for being away as long as I have. I've recently discovered of another app I can post things on and have been using that more often than here. I haven't forgotten, of course. I will maybe make an advertisement there of my Tumblr account, but we shall see.

Though, I may continue to post more long winded messages here, as I'm forced to keep everything within a 500 character limit. I'm known for my verbosity. At least. I think. Anyways...

Check out my OCSN member card!

Join the multiverse now

I exist there, for the most part. Follow if you wish, or don't. I will not force it.

Oh. I should also update my profile picture here as well.

[darkryebread]

Colt let me borrow the switch for a little while to see more about this odd game with humans and pokemon. I believe it was Pokémon Violet? With his help, I was able to make my own account to play.

So far... It's. Terrible. Absolutely horrendous. No inclusivity whatsoever. Where is the emo hairstyle. Why can't I make myself look... well. Like myself? Whatever... At least most of the features are as correct as I am able to get it.

After the cosmetics and the weird cutscene of a Miraidon crashing into the ocean, skill issue honestly, the human version of me sat at his desk, looking over an odd pamphlet. I get up, explore my room, wonder why I cannot sleep for eternity, and head down the stairs where my in-game mother informs me I'm not allowed to go outside until I'm brought over something. Then, instantaneously, the door rings. I fetch the door, and the director of the school I was forced to enroll into appears. Apparently, he got my enrollment papers mixed up. 0 out of 10 school.

But we head outside and the director tells me to look after three pokemon while he runs off to who knows where. My mother gifted me a rotom phone when he left and I promptly took what was called a "selfie". Why? I don't know. I felt like it.

After playing babysitting simulator, I arrive to the neighbor's place and meet this odd human named Nemona. She insisted on being friends. I declined. She got sad. Suck it up. Oh... and now she's forcing a battle upon me. How nice, I haven't a single creature to battle you with. Taking advantage against a weakling...

And now to adopt one of the three pokemon the director told me to look after. Something about Sprigatito drew me to him, so I picked him up and took him with me. Oh, I have to give it a name? Hmm. Fig. Fig is it's name. And it has been sealed away forever inside this pokeball device.

NEMONA. SHUT UP. I HATE YOU. Oh and of fucking course she also gets to pick a damn pokemon because she's special and is obsessed with battling... Fine, you want to be rivals? I'll become a rival that will KICK YOUR ASS.

The director... Clavell apparently believes I am inexperienced with pokemon battles. Rest assured, director, I am anything but. And so, after the first battle, I have claimed victory. It was a relatively easy feat, even after being Growled twice before I directed Fig to use Leafage. I was hoping to wipe the floor of her Quaxly in one fell swoop. Oh well- I AM NOT BATTLING YOU AGAIN NEMONA. HEAL FIG NOW. She did not heal Fig. Now she downloaded some strange app on my phone. I am confident it is a virus.

Nemona was instructed to show me around... ugh. What a drag. Now she's talking with my mother, who insists I'm her friend. I am anything *but* this woman's friend. But I follow the battle crazed girl against my will. She gifted me a few of the odd pokeball devices to obtain more pokemon for my team. I fail to see why I need them, but then again, this is a game mechanic. And now I am supposed to... catch this Lechonk? No thanks. I will faint it instead. Nemona praised me for doing so. Maybe she is not as bad as I thought. And now I have 15 pokeballs to my name. Alright then.

I am now free to explore. My goal was to at least have one new addition to my small army, however... there was one issue. Bugs. I absolutely despise bug types. Not to mention, Fig is a Grass type that will evolve into a Grass/Dark type. That would be horrendous for the both of us. So I carried on without a care in the world until Miraidon screamed and scared the both of us. After one minute of investigating, we find the legendary soon to be assaulted by two puny houndour. Oh. And I fell off the cliff like an idiot.

I took a picture by the Miraidon. Hope he didn't mind. I then gave it the sandwich my mom made and its back to normal... and then wondered into that cave Nemona told me not to go into. So. I go into the cave. Duh. The Miraidon cleared the way of the cave for us, as I make the treacherous journey back to the top. Nemona keeps commenting on how strong the pokemon is. Her voice could make the entire cave collapse, I swear...

Oh now look at what you did Nemona, you summoned the Houndoor army on us. Good thing Miraidon is... well, a Legendary pokemon. Aaaaand it died. Give it up for Nemona, everyone. ... Nevermind it recovered. Good for it. And now her phone number is in my phone... but she offered me the TM Swift, so all is not lost.

We venture to the lighthouse where we meet this guy... Arven? He seems to know about Miraidon. And is rather upset about the worn out Legendary. And... he is forcing a battle upon me. Sheesh. Can we just go to the school already? Anyways, I utterly destroy Arven, Fig learns Bite, and Nemona praises me yet again. I swear to Arceus... Well, Miraidon is mine now. I think it likes me. Anyways. Lighthouse. Exposition. Boring shit. She's such a yapper... Paldea... That is what this region is. Interesting.

I was allowed freedom yet again as I made my way to the school. I came across a... familiar face. I decided it was an absolute need to capture it. Welcome to the team, Amp. Possibly short for "Champ." We shall see. I have came across a Fidough as well. I was tempted to capture it, but for now I will refrain...

Finally, the school doors- OH COME ON NEMONA. SPARE ME THE BATTLE FOR ONCE IN YOUR ARCEUS-DAMN LIFE. And so I get to battling this woman, she pulls out some weird device and suddenly her Pawmi starts glowing and transforms into a Tera Electric type?! WHY DON'T I HAVE ONE OF THESE?! Well, regardless, I beat her up even with her little "Ace in the hole" or whatever bullshit the pulled out. At least I was given three revives, not that I needed them. Amp and Fig did their best and stayed alive.

And now I am inside the school... No? This is a city?! Ugh... this game is such a DRAAAAAGGGGG. How did Colt already battle the first gym leader?! Speaking of, I need to catch a Buizel the first instance I see one and name it after him. More yapping from Nemona later, I am free to explore around the large city. I ran to see if I could change my hairstyle to something that suited me better, but unfortunately, they do not have such a thing. I am angered to the highest degree. But it's whatever...

I'm taking a break from this game, there's too much happening and not enough space for me to continue to type this. Enjoy reading, I suppose.

[darkryebread]

Ehehe...

Buibui... I love my buibui so much. He's so precious! Look at him! Friend shaped! Such a vibrant orange coat of fur, two little tails built like propellers, an adorable face, perfect for looking at. And... smooching. You did not hear this from me.

He's so cute... I love him. I love everything about him. His voice, the way he laughs, his berry tea brews he brings me whenever I ask, the waddling he does when he walks, the way he snuggles up to me whenever we're nearby...

Kyaaaaa~

I sound like a 14 year old teenage girl typing this. Sheesh.

Point is. Dating Colt was the best decision I could have ever made in my life. Thank you forever for giving me a second chance.

. . . Wait he can see these-

[darkryebread]

Another night passed, unable to slumber comfortably. I am not sure what it is that plagues my mind this time, other than the fact it seems Doughnut's condition isn't the best.

Earlier, he and I arrived to a hotel off the far coast of Luminara called Pardinia. He had booked a room for the two of us to stay in for the week, and I were to occupy the room for the following three weeks for an extended, unnecessary vacation. Doughnut insisted it was specifically to "keep the hotel in order", but I haven't a clue what he meant. Regardless, from there is where I am writing this post.

The moment we made it to our room, the Dachsbun tripped over his own luggage, and I fear he may have sprained an ankle. I do not know for certain, as he claimed to be okay and sent me on the journey for food...

I returned, and I see him bandaging up his left hind leg. I spare him the questioning and eat my share of food from Burger Kingambit. It was... fine. I will forever resent tomatoes for causing my near extinction.

And now the day has passed, and I lie on the bed with pristine white coverings and pillow cases, phone in claws, typing this. I cannot sleep... The old man seems to be deep in his sleep, perhaps I can leave without him noticing.

The night air was as crisp as ever, the gentle breeze made it colder than usual. I stood over a pond of water, frozen over by a hefty Ice Beam. With the device in my hand, I put on a small playlist and let my legs glide over the ice in whichever way they felt.

Figure skating was always a passion of mine since I left my cave for the first time. Stumbling upon the little town with the Frosmoth in her home was the best outcome I could ask for. It gave me the freedom to express myself through dance without a care in the world. I made sure to scout an appropriate location beforehand, where prying eyes were non the wiser. I visit this pond on occasions when things become too much to bear, or when boredom strikes. Today happens to be a mix of the two.

I doubt my current skills would earn me any medals of the sort, that was never my intention. I simply enjoy it for what it is. A form of art. That being said, maybe one day I will be able to land that Triple Axel jump...

Maybe when I overcome the nauseous feeling whenever I do so.

[darkryebread]

After a recommendation from Colt, I took a small trip over to the Dawnwood library. The place was surprisingly large for a small village like town of a region. Not that it was a bad thing, of course, I was delighted. I've found titles that I've previously read, new titles to existing series, and this one book I currently picked up in which I found myself unable to put down once I read a few pages.

The Leavanny at the front desk helped me obtain a library card, after she initially got over the fear of seeing me. I forget not everyone is accustomed to seeing a Darkrai roam around not looking for any trouble. I checked out a few books and was told to return them by the end of next month, which I plan to do so. I even set a reminder on my device.

Needless to say, during my days off of work when I do not feel like going out, I can now relax with a good book in my hands. Oh, and the sweater is pretty neat too, I guess. Maybe I should pick up a few romance novels sometime, it would give me things to think about doing with Colt on occasion...

[darkryebread]

I've experienced a very restless night.

I'm unsure what was the reasoning behind it, but my mind decided to replay the events of my past as if it were some sort of movie production. It had me wondering of a few things... I left the bakery past midnight, growing curious. The old man would be rather happy to get some much needed rest without my presence. Though, that's not what I was concerned about.

It took about an hour's travel, flying about as fast as I could. I found it again, my old home left in it's untouched state. Nature has crawled its way inside and dust accumulated on my belongings, but that's to be expected when one wasn't present for a few years time. I sifted through the items stacked neatly in a corner, blowing dust off of covers of books only to leave my eyes and nose irritated afterwards. Some titles I recognized, others I vaguely recall and some I've no recollection of ever owning... Or perhaps I never got a chance to read these yet. Would the library still be open? Perhaps I can return those I've "borrowed" those many years ago. I wouldn't be using them anymore, I believe my English pronunciation is proficient enough.

It's only fair that I do this one favor, heading over to a small town I used to frequent. There's a few street lights now, a few pokemon walking about this late, could be shady, but that is not of my concern. I stayed within the shadows, as to not be seen, eventually reaching the building. It still looks the same as it always was, and the Noctowl behind the front desk was still awake and alert. Normally, this would be a problem, but I've danced in and out of places before, this was no different. With haste, the stolen property was put back in place, as if nothing happened.

I then left the library, and decided to make one quick detour over to a particular resident's house. The living window was darkened, no longer illuminated by the light of the television. The bedroom window I could not peer into, as the curtains were closed. Arceus, forgive me in this moment... I snuck inside. Only briefly. No one occupied the bed. I checked the other rooms, no sign of any life. Maybe the old Frosmoth moved on to a different realm in my absence. I'll miss the skating programs that would play at this hour. I wanted to see it, just one last time before leaving.

Ah... Such is life. I depart from the house, and with that, I bid my farewells to the sleeping town to head back to the bakery. By that time, I could see the color of the sky shifting to a lighter shade of blue. Mmm. I'd only have 30 minutes of rest. But perhaps my mind can allow me to do such now after righting a wrong left untouched for a decade.

... I wonder if Liora has a library...

[darkryebread]

Oi... where do I even start.

So, I'm sitting here with Colt, watching some show on the television I forgot the name of, and the plot of the episode was two male characters needing to dress up as maids to go to some rich person's house and steal back some valuable necklace or whatever. I jokingly said to the Buizel, "Hey, wouldn't it be funny if that were us?"

And then he looked at me with this face. Pulled out his phone. Asked me what my dress size was. I told him "I don't know, I don't wear dresses normally." He looked at me, up and down, and said nothing after that as he went back on his phone.

. . . So. Just a mere hour or two ago, a package arrived at the bakery with my name addressed to it. Doughnut, the now Dachsbun yelled my name that morning wondering why I went on the bakery's computer to order a maid outfit. I told him, "I didn't order that, Colt did" and I had to explain to him everything, and he looked at me with this face and said "Oh. You're one of them queers." My jaw dropped. Through my flustered stuttering, I had to explain to him this was all an elaborate prank and I was being forced to wear the outfit for the day.

I take the box, open it, see the dress, sighed, and proceeded to put it on... It. Actually fit quite well. And it was oddly soft and comfortable. That being said, I don't care if it as meant as a joke or a dare or anything, I absolutely can not be seen with this on or I'm going to be the laughing stock of the centuries. A Darkrai, wearing a freaking maid dress- that's rarer than a shiny Arceus!

Ugh. I only really put it on so Colt can see me in it... But I swear if anyone else does I will-

Wait why does the post have an image attached to it I didn't-

HOW DO I MAKE IT NOT SEND-

[darkryebread]

So. Cressida married a Giratina and forced me to be a bridesmaid.

And then Colt asked me to marry him out of nowhere. I would have said yes if I wasn't afraid of hurting him, and forcing him to stay legally bound to me. So... I asked if we could go back to dating and he agreed.

I think life is healing, slowly but surely...

[darkryebread]

Sometimes I wonder to myself. "Is it even worth it?"

I've been feeling a certain way since a few other incidents happened, in which I have kept to myself for the time being. But it has gotten to a point in which I can no longer ignore, as it has been eating me alive.

There has been many cases of me dying from an Ice Shard or a Swift star being shot out of a gun, my adoptive Skitty daughter being killed by someone I've considered a friend, being told my problems were nothing more than a mere illusion I've made for myself and I was selfish for thinking otherwise, and the typical blame of being a terrible parent.

I'm tired of it.

I'm tired of all of it.

I don't want to fear for my own life, or my children's lives. I wish to not be constantly ridiculed for matters I cannot control. All I wanted was a nice and peaceful life with a few new friends.

I should have stayed in that cave... it feels much more inviting than this place. Maybe I'll try again in a few years time. They'll forget me. Perhaps I will be granted mercy, or finally be put out of my misery...

[darkryebread]

((Chibi Rye posting, because yes.))

[darkryebread]

Curse that old Fidough... took my phone...

I was meant to keep up on the updates, regarding my condition. I explained this to Doughnut, but he proceeded to still confiscate my personal device, under the pretense I needed sleep.

Well... He was not entirely wrong. About an hour without a screen in my face, I drifted off to the dream realm. Nothing important was really of note. I did not have a dream myself, but I have bore witness to many other dreams, some pleasant, some disturbing, some... I wish not to speak about.

But, what I don't remember, is sleeping for 5 days straight. Doughnut seemed elated that I had woken, asking me why I was asleep for so long. I merely shrugged, told him it had been a few hours at most. That was when he explained the news. The nurses had to monitor me while I was in that sleep induced coma, but said I would be fine, and that I simply needed the sleep. Something about being too stressed out... it wouldn't be the first time this happened.

Doughnut says I should be able to be released from the hospital today. I feel better, other than a few aches here and there, but nothing an oran berry cannot fix. I'll try not to fight anyone if I can't absolutely avoid it.

For now, I need to focus on myself... better myself... in the hopes I can get back with Colt and Empress...

[darkryebread]

Day one of being in the hospital.

It's about what you'd expect. Food isn't the best, but you'll take anything when you're hungry. Speaking of, my boss, who insists on calling me his son still, came in to check on me. He's being really strict on not allowing visitors in my room, but I understand why he's being over protective in this instance.

Today, he brought over a cake. The text on it said "Congrats on your breakup." Not sure what that entailed, but. The cake was probably the best thing I could eat today.

As far as injuries go, it's hard for me to lay on my right side, but I'm sure the ribs will heal enough. Kinda sore, but that's the usual, I think.

They put me under this strange gas, fell asleep almost instantaneously, as if being hit by my own Dark Void. Something about surgery... Can't remember. But I had the weirdest dream, it felt real. Too real.

I was in a forest, somewhere around my old cave where I used to live. It was dark out, aside from the moonlight from a newly formed crescent. Relatively peaceful night, all things considered. I remember floating around aimlessly without a clear purpose until I came across a lake. This lake was familiar to me, one I freeze over to make a ice rink out of. But I didn't do that this time. I stayed on the shore, peering into the water, watching the still water reflect the moonlight. It got me thinking about some things, reminiscing of past memories where I used to be happy, wondering if I was content with life. To be honest. I'm not sure...

Maybe I'll figure it out one day. Today isn't one of those days...

[darkryebread]

Soooooo. About my last post. Um.

I broke up with my girlfriend as well. I didn't want to hurt her the same way I hurt Colt... But I think I made things worse in the process.

Yeah I got my ass beat up again... In the hospital again. They're going to keep me here for an entire week to make sure I heal properly and not end up with more broken ribs... ow.

Nearly lost my eye this time thanks to my son.

A good moral to this story. Don't get into relationships you aren't ready for.

A lesson I need to learn for myself... sigh.

If anyone needs me, I'll be here. I guess. Not for too long, I feel sleepy...

[darkryebread]

Been a while since I posted. Yeah um. My phone broke. Just got a new one.

Bunch of shit happened in my absence online. Colt and I broke up. Almost died beating up a Necrozma. You know, typical Tuesday shenanigans...

Except not really.

I'll go into detail later. I'm alright, had a few broken ribs, but they're healing up pretty well I think.

[darkryebread]

((Follow up on the last post, I colored the drawing!! This is just his canon design now, lmao.))