the bells toll.

ind. selective. pkmn-y protagonist. written by enzarai. wip.

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lysxandre.

“Presumptuous of you to think humankind deserves to continue.” 

Lysandre’s breath feels short, and tight in his chest. 

“I have a means to end it- even if it means being the worst of the human race- it will only be temporary, after all. Or did you think I’d conveniently written myself out of my plan?”

          “ & for you to think it deserves to  END. 

          “ i have a means to stop you. & i won’t rest until i do. your delusional thinking will be your own undoing -- but you’ll never achieve your goals,  &  i’ll be sure of it. all this .... all the fighting, the paranoia, the pain you’re causing -- it’ll be for  NOTHING.  “

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lysxandre.

“Can’t you hear this world crying out from our ruination? The fury and hatred of all we failed to protect? This is what we deserve. 

This planet— it will flourish all the more without humankind draining it of everything it has just to wage war and live in conflict.

The wicked should be cut down, and the rest- should be relieved of their part in causing this world to suffer.” 

          “ that’s presumptions of you, isn’t it? assuming what the world wants... that everyone should simply DIE.             you’re a man just like any other --- perhaps with more money  &  people to follow your every word  &  bidding like DOGS, but you’re a human. doing all this... causing more pain for those around you... just because you THINK what you’re doing is right?              ...don’t make me laugh. “

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          “ hold still,  &  eventually they’ll drift away. “  how someone, anyone, can get so many flabebe’s stuck to them, is beyond him. but... she managed to,  &  he’s not sure if he should be worried, or IMPRESSED.

   @fracturedhues

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BIG, BAD GUZMA IS HERE ! ! !

indie / priv. Guzma, penned by Esti. personals do not interact

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   hi we’re gay  LIKE  for a starter

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          “ don’t get involved. “            it’s breathed through broken ribs, feeling them move of their own will, uncomfortably moving back into their original position. all of it. every bit. he can feel. pieces of broken bone moving unnaturally through his chest, turning  &  flipping his stomach. still, he’s unused to it. the feeling of regeneration that he cannot cease.              at least... it can only be felt. not see.

          “ this is no... business for you to get your head into. “  the champion stands tall again, a sigh causing pain to shoot through his body  &  drawing a wince from vitus’ expression. the assaults had fled moments before, now leaving them in a thick atmosphere. 

    @darkraitaken 

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hey so dont add us on discord if u wanna keep your sanity bc we’re horrible ?

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     vitus as a fighter is  ODD.  not because it’s unlike him, but just because he doesn’t look like he knows how to fight.  he always appears to be this well dressed gentleman that, while its not true, has everyone do everything for him instead of getting involved in it himself. he isn’t muscular, either, more built on the slim & athletic side of things ; but due to his being a herald, his strength is inhuman.  

      he avoids physical confrontation as much as he can, as he’s not fully in control of his own strength  &  he’s a sloppy fighter. one wrong move  &  it’s possible he could severely injure someone, even if they were trying to harm him.

       but this doesn’t make him invincible by any means. not at all. or even able to win the majority of fights he actually might get into. this is due to him not being properly trained or taught how to handle himself in a fight.  it might take a couple good punches to get him down, but he’s far from even being considered good.        

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bossbones.

GLARE TINGED WITH IRRITATION AND PANIC IS TOSSED RECKLESSLY : CLOTHES STREAKED WITH DIRT AND HANDS CLUTCHING HANDFUL OF FLOWERS; under normal circumstances, Guzma would’ve had NO PROBLEMS ignoring the other because Big Bad Guzma had better things to do than t’ talk to people he really didn’t give a fuck ‘bout. 

But it’s clear he’s frazzled and stressed and panicked and ready to rip hair outta his head. ❛ I dun give a fuck. ❜ He snaps waspishly, the furrow betwixt his brow deepening with discontent. And maybe… maybe he should give an explanation about ripping up flowers from the ground because it IS kinda rude, especially the possibility of the flowers belonging to the guy’s. 

Gaze cast skywards, voice tinged with CLEAR exasperation. ❛ Argh, my Cutiefly’s hiding. She got spooked by some Wingull bitches that tried to snatch her up. &&. I’m tryna find her. ❜

          dripping with poison  &  as sharp as a knife, the gaze of hellfire strikes the champion without remorse, bringing a simple raise of a brow in response. a slightly over dramatic reaction, for sure, to a question so expected. he doesn’t own this plot of land, nor does he harbor any attachment to it in any way, but... when asked to help deal with the angry man ripping apart a garden, it is his duty to lend a hand. 

          his stare is blank, unamused ; watching the movements of this stranger, how he breathes. panicked  &  tired. stressed. perhaps... scared, even? covered in dirt  &  dying flowers, petals strewn about the land around them. what a sight. thankfully, this white - haired man doesn’t leave vitus in the dark for too long.

          “ .... is that it. “  a lost pokemon. for a man who appears to be tough, he’s rather frazzled over this.  ( granted, vitus would be as well. )  “ uprooting the flowers won’t do you any good -- you may just be scaring her more. “  he takes a step closer, hands in the pockets of his overcoat, looking for a creature he doesn’t know. “ destroying everything around you... won’t bring you closer to your goal. “

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hi someone fight vitus

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my biggest fuckin pet peeve is people thinkin they can WASTE MY TIME for the love of god leave me olone

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vitus at the beginning of the game where everyone tries to give u a nickname: all your ideas are bad.

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“ you wear sadness well. but i can tell that you’re tired. ”

          “ is it still called being TIRED.....  if you were never awake in the first place? “  a cryptic question befitting the mysterious man, truly not remembering the last time he felt aware. awoken  &  alert, mind unclouded  &  sharp. while he does have a tongue similar to that of a knife,  &  quick firing thoughts, its still all FOGGED. his words are rarely thought out, rarely given a moment of consideration before speaking ; instinctual.

          for so long, it’s felt as though he’s just been FLOATING. on the verge of passing out from exhaustion, but his body  &  mind never allowing him to ; never letting him rest for more than a handful of hours.  sometimes less.  

          “ either way.... it doesn’t really matter. “

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