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Server Form Porygon. Okay, really, things just kept making less and less sense the more things became explained to her...Poppy blinked, caught a little off guard by the changing brainwaves but really, sleep was probably all he could do at this point. And he used a lot of power before, so she wasn't gonna begrudge him his rest.
Ugh, she was so tired herself... "So he needs that to fill in for his brain damage, I'm assuming?" The answer pretty much was yes, Poppy could guess that much. "He's gonna be okay, right? I don't need to keep an eye on him?" In other words: still one patient, right? "I'm not even gonna ask right now how you can talk." With Accelerator taken care of -
["10,032."] Noir said, also focused on the girl instead - mostly because Accelerator was no longer a potential threat. ["That's way off from 9.969."] Suspicious...
["She's linked through you how?"] Munmun questioned. ["What does that entail?"]
The Porygon beeped in affirmation, sounding a bit more like a 'we have a winner' chime from some old game show.
["He will be okay if I can keep my eye on him! Also; I have speakers," Porygon says, Porygon says, rotating her feet to show them off.] As she said, there were small slots across the bottom of her little duckling feet. Clearly speakers, if Noir wanted to get a look at them.
["At the beginning, I was connected to 20,000 minds. Their thoughts, their feelings, their lives... I still remember each one. In this moment, I am processing more thoughts, more feelings, more experiences from each of the remaining 9,969 individuals at once," Porygon explains, Porygon explains, though wonders what that means to all of you...]
//need to mess with about pages a LOT. Also need to consider moving to a main blog like I did with all the other sides.
"Don't bury bodies." One of the older officers tried it, back when he was still a baby grunt. It's so hard to dig a deep enough hole by yourself, and guess whose partner fucking flaked on the whole operation. In the end, the whole burial got the officer caught.
A big waste of time, energy, and resources! Don't bury bodies!
Truth or Dare.
Send ‘ Truth ’ + a question, and my muse must answer it honestly, telling the complete truth. Send ‘ Dare ’ + a dare, and my muse must do it right now, following through to the letter.
"How did you get chocolate on the wall?"
"You seem... like a person. And that's great."
It feels bad to think this. He's never gonna say it. But gods... Red's kinda hot, too.
Seven, talk about N.
"Lord N..." Hm. His Majesty had never interacted with Mikalay or Luka when they were both in Ghetsis' Plasma. N's Plasma, otherwise referred to as the Driftveil Sanctuary, however...
"Met sometimes." N had concerns about Luka's situation. But... "Comes by here. Friendly. Smart. Bad socially, with people." Being locked up in a room for twenty years would do that to a person. "Otherwise good."
Send “Talk about-” and a name for my muse to talk about that person!
@exnusquam asked:
"You're quite the desperate growlithe, aren't you? Trotting after your master in hopes he will look at you even once."
Okay. Okay. Noel's a Saffronite. He's had no shortage of telepaths and other psychics all around him his whole life. Still...! Digging like that is rude as hell. Funny how the Rocket part didn't matter so much as the quiet pining...
Eh. Again, he's a Saffronite. Psychics were weird people. Still... Still, still, psychics deserved respect... Even when they were being rude as shit...
"That's, uh..." Sheesh. 'Master'. Not a word he'd thought to use up until now. Master... Hoo boy. Reminding himself to breathe for a second, here. "Well, I mean. What's... What's your problem with that...? It has... It's nothing to do with you...?"
"I don't really do human trafficking, but I'll make an exception for you."
River, can you talk to us about your family of origin?
"They were the Johto branch of a powerful Unovan family," she started. "Traditional types. Had you all scheduled to get married off before you're even born. If you're gay, if you're trans, it didn't matter. The family wanted to make the perfect psychics."
"Running off? Doing your own thing? It meant you're a traitor to the family. It meant you 'don't care about psychics'. I care plenny. But I don't fit in the mold, and if I didn't run, I woulda been shoved into the mold they wanted anyhow."
"...but they're not a problem anymore. My cousin made sure."
Send my muse anons about their parents.
Things were becoming weirder and weirder...that was not a normal Porygon, either, on top of everything...Poppy recalled Felis and Skullz. Four Pokemon out was gonna look like a threat. Munmun and Noir backed away a little bit too - but she needed them for monitoring.
At least this thing spoke and understood a human language - Poppy was gonna chalk the speech quirk up to being a Porygon thing.
Hands up, Pokemon away, back up slowly. "It's okay." Poppy whispered. "I'm just helping your trainer and his friend. She got hurt pretty badly...seems like your trainer is in rough shape too?" Rough shape was understating it...kid had severe brain damage.
It...probably did not look good that Poppy had been siphoning energy from Regina and Nightmare in tiny bursts to keep herself awake right now, but...unfortunately, it was a necessity. "We're all psychics here, right?" Well, Poppy didn't know about her patient. That could come later. "I'm not gonna hurt you. And I'm not gonna tell anybody anything."
It also most likely didn't look good that Noir and Munmun had made sure to cover the girl and Poppy in the event that the Porygon did anything. There were priorities though!
"I'm Poppy. This is Noir and Munmun. I didn't get your trainer or his friend's name, do you know them?"
The Porygon beeped her considerations. Rough shape... That was one way of putting it. Well, then.
["I am a Server Form Porygon, known as Last Order. Currently, 9,969 experimental hybrids are linked through me. That girl is numbered 10,032. Code name Accelerator--] The Porygon turned to the boy, his 'unaware' state slowly but surely sinking into sleep. [--had this stolen from him without his knowledge," Porygon explains, Porygon explains, showing off the battery while still trying to charge it.]
As stated, she hovered the box-shaped battery in front of her face.
["She followed the perpetrator, caught up to them, and stole it back. Upon returning it to its rightful place, only partially charged, she was attacked," Porygon finishes, Porygon finishes explaining for now.]
"Hmm." Defector says what?
"Well, that's not really what I'm thinking about... And she knows that. So..." Shrug.