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The goddess descended upon the Alolan soil with an almost ethereal gold glow left behind her, stopping merely inches away from the grounded. Faint yellow ripples appeared as she slowly stepped still airborne. A head swayed to her chosen destinations centerpiece, The Alter of Moone. Even in her eternity long life, the goddess sparely visited the islands, so the it would seem this was her first glimpse of the sacred alter.
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If the goddess’s face featured one, her mouth would be left agape in horror and sorrow.
“ Child...what have they done to you? “
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While the deity was still a bit guarded when it came to interacting with humans in this form, the aura the other shared was unmistakably. It was the same that she gave off as a mythical pokemon, one that only others in like that could sense if one tried to hide it.
“ Is that you, celebi ? I rather like that dress you’ve chosen, dear. “
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Celebi gave a gentle nod towards the other, confirming that it was indeed her. Moving her hands down to gently grasp the rim of her dress, a light blush appeared on her cheeks.
❝ Thank you. It’s a little different than what I usually wear, so I was a little nervous about wearing it, at first. But thank you for the reassuring compliment, um, Arceus? ❞
The deity chuckled slightly in response, returning the nod and a gentle smile to the other.
" It certainly suits you, Celebi, did you make it yourself ? "
Arceus around literally anybody:
Among the forest of the tropical region the deity walked undisguised. It was a risky move for her, but rewarding all the same, their was few chances were she could venture from the universes center, to a place like this planet, undisguised without the threat of capture. Still, their wasn’t many who would venture this far into the thick of this islands jungles, or attempt to engage her in the pokemon who lived there’s case. They were scared of her, she assumed, she was rather intimidating from just first glance, it was a little sad that her creations would be scared of her, but she could blame them, that’s just how they were, how she made them, in fact, knowing what the predators of this world could do to a friendly pokemon.
However, she spotted a pokemon that didn’t seem to budge from its perch at the sight of the diety; a Braviary. She couldn’t remember ever putting these kinds of pokemon on this part of the region, it certainly didn’t smell, or look even like a wild pokemon.
Guilded hooves parsing the sands, Arceus landed gently in the Haina Desert. While she loved all her creations dearly, the humans made her a little…anxious at times. She didn’t want to stay in her humanoid form forever, but showing her true form in front of her risked capture, so she simply traveled to were any significant lifeforms were few and far in between.
Mostly.
Although…she could feel herself being watched. Aura told them it was no normal pokemon either, this was another legendary.
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Bulu looked at the stranger in silence. Threats to their home usually made themselves known pretty quickly. For now, they couldn’t tell if they were another visitor, or a dangerous pokemon.
True, they knew of Arceus. There were lots of pokemon spoken only in myth, and humans seamed to love talking about them. How many of those tales were true, though? Their own interactions with the other legends were rare, fleeting moments.
The fear of capture did hang heavy within their own heart. The event had almost happened a few times as well. Betrayals that still nipped at the core of their soul. But at least, at least, most of the people on the island would not stand for That. Nor would their siblings.
They felt-safe here. Safe enough that they saw no reason to hide themselves from human or pokemon.
He approached, slowly-the brass of his hooves and bell glistening in the sunlight. There was no reason to hide themselves from the other. There was also no point to it: a pokemon as strong as this one, would no doubt have seen them. Heard them, even.
A gleaming tendril ( One of many “ Hands ” the goddess could use if needed. ) sprung in front of the deities eyes, shielding it from the deserts harsh rays. She had a general idea were the other was, but the shine of the tapu was what truly gave away their position.
While not trying to make herself look meek, the altered their stand. Hooves pushed together, mane streaming behind the, and ruby emerald eyes fixed on the other. Her gaze was not cold, but still had slight etches of guardedness in them, unsure of the others intentions. They could handle themselves, of course, but hostilities were still not something she’d want to experience.
“ Are you the guardian of this place ? “
The Hall of Origin echoed with an ethereal hum, interrupted only the sound of steps upon the ancient tiles of the holy place. The deity watched silently as the black clothed woman stepped into their sanctum, visage hidden from the human in question. They recognized the other, the Champion of the land their halls resided in, and while she wasn’t sure if they knew about her, she knew for certain that they had knowledge of her children; and most likely knowledge of their importance as well. Realizing this, Arceus let themselves be seen, body engulfed in a heavenly glow as they slipped out of. Descending down from the air, the deity stepped soundlessly onto the hall, gaze and posture motionlessly pointed to the other being.
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Head resting upon gilded hooves, the goddess was stirred from their slumber by a familiar sound. From what she could assume was the life bearer, the diety rose to their “ Feet “, ruby eyes down turned to the smaller doe before them.
“ Does something ail you, dear? Or is this simply a friendly visit? It’s nice to see you, either way. “
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Me: Hey I should make a border for my mod fc icons!
All my unfinished Muse Icon Files:
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Giratina : Why does Arceus need boots if they live in space.
Arceus: Those are my hooves you bitch.
Guilded hooves parsing the sands, Arceus landed gently in the Haina Desert. While she loved all her creations dearly, the humans made her a little...anxious at times. She didn’t want to stay in her humanoid form forever, but showing her true form in front of her risked capture, so she simply traveled to were any significant lifeforms were few and far in between.
Mostly.
Although...she could feel herself being watched. Aura told them it was no normal pokemon either, this was another legendary.
@tapubulusgarden rebloged for a starter.
While the deity was still a bit guarded when it came to interacting with humans in this form, the aura the other shared was unmistakably. It was the same that she gave off as a mythical pokemon, one that only others in like that could sense if one tried to hide it.
“ Is that you, celebi ? I rather like that dress you’ve chosen, dear. “
@forestdcity ❤ ’ d for a starter.
Pushing away a snow hued strand of hair from her face, the disguised deity spotted top bare professor approach her. Was it because of her appearance? She assumed she would stand out against the alolan people, draped in a heavy white and gold robes instead of lighter, more tropical wears. Perhaps the professor thought she would overheat, a concern unneeded but appreciated. Her tone was soft and friendly, like a mother speaking to their child.
“ Hm? Do you need anything from me, stranger? “
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