The Prime Meridian

Ephemeral whispers of the ubiquitous space--- We are here. We are l I s t e n I n g... --- Indie Pokemon RP | Deoxys | Sideblog of mxdveditsa ---

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    “If you’re going to be a sinner—

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"Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home." — Carl Sagan

         Begin. | Rules. | Antecedents.

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[mismagixuswitch-deactivated2015]

✜-> Hazel seemed to calm down a bit at his words, letting herself draw nearer…Studying this strange creature, even admiring the glowing gem-like addition on his chest. She had never seen anything like him, whether in her human life or in this ghostly visage. Then again…She had never wandered too far away from her home. Was this a new species?

“Mis…Magious?”

[What are you?]

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"Ｆｒｉｅｎｄ．．．ｐｅｒｈａｐｓ？?"

There wasn't really a word for what he was, not that Deoxys knew, anyway. Since he was fully capable of speech, it was up to humans to decide on a true 'name' for the creature; he did not subscribe to the repetitive bleatings of a name. Nonetheless, Deoxys tilts his head curiously, much like the pokemon was doing to him, as if to mimic her movements like a child.

"Ｗｈａｔ．．．ａｒｅ ｙｏｕ？"

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[mismagixuswitch-deactivated2015]

✜-> “Mis-!?” The Mismagious seemed to let out a surprised cry, her ectoplasmic form floating quickly backwards in upmost silence. She could feel this strange alien’s energy rippling through her own omniscient form, even without physical contact…If that was even possible, given her own lack of tangibility.

But this being’s immense power wasn’t what unnerved her the most, no, it was the words he spoke. 

“Miss….Magious, Mag…?” [You…See me?] She hissed almost questioningly, the light twinge of fear present even within her own repetitive joke of a voice. She kept a wary distance from the alien, eyeing him nervously.

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"Ｙｅｓ．．．Ｗｅ ｓｅｅ ｙｏｕ！"

Why would he hurt her? He had no reason to hurt her, Deoxys was merely enamoured with curiosity at her ghostly visage. He had never encountered such types of organisms; Ghosts and Ghost-Types seemed to be an exclusive to this world. Space was cold and harsh and decidedly lacking in curiosities.

＂Ｃｏｍｅ．．．Ｉｎ ｐｅａｃｅ！＂

[dxmocloiid]

; out of space

If only I had a Rayquaza to RP with...

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[dasvidaniyafuckboy-archives]

Maybe he liked her. He wasn’t aggressive— He didn’t look like he was going to attach…

She moved towards him, carefully.

"You need…Help?"

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Help. Yes, another correct word. He tries his best to nod, attempting to regain balance without falling onto the child. Deoxys had about the same weight, stature and size of a normal adult human, and thus deduced fainting would not be the best course of action for the helpful younger organism.  

"                 Ｈｅｌｐ．．．．Ａｐｐｒｅｃｉａｔｉｖｅ．"

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kxzaii

A fighting spirit, and a strong one at that. Deoxys remains wary. This human was not just untrustworthy, he was strong.

Very strong.

This was not the time to fight now, and so the alien pursues a route of escape, even though the trainer had probably seen him.

[shelgon]

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ENCOUNTER DEOXYS! 

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✦ Meiji Deoxys Promo Card

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"Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home." — Carl Sagan

         Begin. | Rules. | Antecedents.

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mismagixuswitch

＂Ｗｅ．．．ｓｅｅ．＂

An alien's curiosity. Such a strange thing. Such a strange sight to be so wondered by the thought of witchcraft. Humans were interesting. But this was not a human. Not any more. 

＂Ｗｅ．．．ｓｅｅ ｙｏｕ．＂

A tone most careful, with a tilt of the head as he read past signatures of human life within her. Most curious.

He needs to know more.

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desertxtrainer

Humans. A curious organism. They liked to preserve things which were well past their time of living and then look at them as he did, with such curiosity as he. Deoxys found it rather macabre that humans liked to examine the remains of others for their own personal gain, however he appreciated the knowledge found within.

Warm. Too warm. This climate was much too warm. He must find water.

                                 "ｗａ．．．ｔｅｒ？"

Was that it? Was that what they called their abundant liquid? He hoped his sudden appearance didn't scare the trainer too much.

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tinychinchou

Small. So very very small. He wonders how small organisms of this planet could reach, but was far more curiously enamoured with the beasts of the undersea. The alien was not so sure about the habitats and environments as he assumed - like the taller organisms - he could not stay here for long.

A tilt of his head signals a curiosity of a child-like demeanour. He examines the go-abouts of the pokemon, hoping not to be spotted.

[dxmocloiid]

Deoxys emerged from a virus that came from space. It is highly intelligent and wields psychokinetic powers. This Pokémon shoots lasers from the crystalline organ on its chest.

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bxnishxd

An echo of times past, he fears. He fears the feeling that overwhelms him for he has never felt it before.

A feeling of hell.

Perhaps it was instinct to fear the setting. Perhaps it was instinct to fear a foreign influence, no matter how much it was filled with irony. They both were aliens to this world, of sorts.

"Ｗｈｏ．．．ａｒｅ ｙｏｕ？"

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asapphirefromjohto

A child - Deoxys assumed - always had kindness within them. It was from his understanding that kindness was a trait that was lost as humans grew older, but that was all he could see. He was probably wrong, and had yet to see the many kind humans that existed on the planet, but that was what he saw, and he was afraid of them.

Afraid and angry.

Night, and the alien had found himself yet again alone in the suburbs of Mossdeep. A deep purple hue that gave him prominence would probably mean the human noticed him. He expects a fearful reaction.