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@ghostlymissile
Do you guys like ghosts? What about pomeranians? What about ghost pomeranians that have special powers? If you answered yes to any of these questions, then welcome to the 50,000th blog in my pile.
Feel free to like or reblog this if you’d be down for interacting with my attempt at writing Missile from Ghost Trick.
Keep in mind this is a sideblog and I’ll be following back from dustfox-mun.
Would you like to interact with a programmer and his beloved fiancée? Or with a vengeful ghost thirsty for revenge? Then just jump in! Everyone’s welcome! OC, Crossover and Duplicate friendly! No smut! Please read rules and about before interacting.
If you’re interested, please give it a like or a reblog! Reblogs are appreciated <3
Also available in PT-BR! // Também disponível em PT-BR! 🇧🇷
About Yomiel | About Sissel |Mobile Simplified Muses Page| Rules | Mun | Mobile Doc for pages
Yo! Just putting it out there in case someone actually remembers this blog exists (even though I haven’t touched it in ages).
Tumblr was a big stupid and deleted all of Ana’s tags on crossed--fates! They have since moved to @temsikfates!
Headcanon: Stray Shard Powers
I just thought of something: The main reason Yomiel’s powers grew instead of dwindled was (and this is just a headcanon) because he was constantly exposed to the Temsik fragment (as in ten years).
I think the same would apply to Missile, with him being able to manipulate objects after a point, as well as slightly displacing small objects without the need for a swap (though a swap is preferable thanks to the greatly increased range).
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Y'all, I suddenly have the urge to bring this pupper's blog back. ... I blame you Ana.
“I WANNA EAT DINOSAURS TOO!”
Missile pls.
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Hey there! Pom here! Back at it with a brand new promo!
I run a HUGE multi muse blog FULL of muses from a heck TON of different fandoms! I range from Vocaloids, to PowerPuff Girls, to Miraclous Ladybug characters, even to your favourite anime characters! Marvel, DC, a heck ton of video game characters, too!
If you’re interested in interacting with me, feel free to shoot me a follow! All new followers will be instantly checked out to see what muses I can mingle with. ♥
I’d super appreciate it if you could reblog this promo to help me get around!
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when canon gives you an underdeveloped character and you just have to make do:
Do you guys like ghosts? What about pomeranians? What about ghost pomeranians that have special powers? If you answered yes to any of these questions, then welcome to the 50,000th blog in my pile.
Feel free to like or reblog this if you’d be down for interacting with my attempt at writing Missile from Ghost Trick.
Keep in mind this is a sideblog and I’ll be following back from dustfox-mun.
Since there’s some more people around here in the Ghost Trick RPC, may as well.
Missile is just staring at Lynne like ‘are you kidding me?’...
Welp, no idea how to undo this death!
ghostlymissile:
“I’m not sure. I need to jump into their body soon after they’ve died. After that I can talk to their soul if they’re awake and I can go back whenever I want. I don’t know much else than that! Though I haven’t been able to do it on my own body, and I can’t do it on yours.”
Really, Missile hadn’t been able to save anyone yet because of his lack of an ability to use Ghost Tricks. While Yomiel was smiling, the pomeranian could see right through it, and he could tell that something was deeply troubling him… Missile climbed into the man’s arms and licked his cheek to show that he was there for him.
When things seem like they can’t get any worse, that’s when you have to hold onto your hopes, because that’s the moment where things finally start looking up… Before, Missile was lonely, trapped in a limbo between life and death, but he never let it scar his optimism. And now he had the opportunity to finally be able to help someone; since he couldn’t bring anyone back to life with his current abilities.
“You can’t do it on mine? Oh, that’s too bad, buddy.” He says with a sad sigh. These powers of the dead were really intriguing. “I can’t do that, but I can manipulate living beings, both animal and human. But don’t worry, I won’t use my power on you.”
Yomiel couldn’t help to smile as the little pup climbed into his arms and licked his cheek. Even if he couldn’t feel, the gesture was enough to make him feel happy.
Taking the pomeranian in his arms, Yomiel heads back to his apartment, where Sissel, the cat is waiting for him. He still has a lot to learn about Temsik and its powers and why the doggy’s powers differed from his, but right now he needed to get home first and make sure his new friend would feel comfortable.
“If I could manipulate objects, maybe I could save people’s lives! Right now, I can only swap objects as long as they have the same shape!” Missile thought about it for a moment. Would it be possible to bring other ghosts into the past with him?... Maybe then, with Yomiel’s help, they might be able to do some good.
For now though, that would have to wait. The pup could only imagine how much was on the other ghost’s mind, and he didn’t want to accidentally strike a nerve. Though it was interesting how different their powers were. They had a lot to learn about Temsik it seemed.
ghostlymissile:
“Wait, you can’t do that? I thought we both had the same powers, since we were both killed by that rock? So you can’t go back to…” He paused briefly, trying to remember how long he had in the past. “-four minutes before someone’s death?” The little pomeranian was confused now. Then again, he still had plenty to learn about his powers, but that was probably a topic to elaborate on another time if Yomiel wished.
He thought about the man’s offer. It would give him someone who understood, and the both of them would be less lonely with each other around. He could guess that Yomiel felt lonely, even with Sissel. The pup wasn’t the brightest, but he wasn’t completely oblivious.
“Don’t worry, I won’t cause any trouble! I promise!”
“No, I can’t. I can only manipulate living beings and objects and…” The mention of the other power is what catch the Manipulator’s attention. “Whaaat? Go back to four minutes a person’s death? H-How can you do that?”
Does this means this dog can save Sissel?
Nah, that couldn’t be. She had died five years ago. Her soul probably wasn’t even in this plane of existence. He had tried to reach for her soul, to no avail. That was a lost cause.
Yomiel stops petting the dog and lets his arm fall by his side, feeling defeated.
“Okay, then, you can come with me.” He still tried to smile at the pup, despite his feeling of loss. The man extended his arms so he the pomeranian could jump on them if he wanted to be carried in his arms. “Want me to carry you?”
“I’m not sure. I need to jump into their body soon after they’ve died. After that I can talk to their soul if they’re awake and I can go back whenever I want. I don’t know much else than that! Though I haven’t been able to do it on my own body, and I can’t do it on yours.”
Really, Missile hadn’t been able to save anyone yet because of his lack of an ability to use Ghost Tricks. While Yomiel was smiling, the pomeranian could see right through it, and he could tell that something was deeply troubling him... Missile climbed into the man’s arms and licked his cheek to show that he was there for him.
When things seem like they can’t get any worse, that’s when you have to hold onto your hopes, because that’s the moment where things finally start looking up... Before, Missile was lonely, trapped in a limbo between life and death, but he never let it scar his optimism. And now he had the opportunity to finally be able to help someone; since he couldn’t bring anyone back to life with his current abilities.
Missile is just staring at Yomiel with a disapproving glare.
No, bad Yomiel. No roping another Yomiel into revenge plots.
ghostlymissile:
Rather than bite Yomiel or back away, Missile nuzzles into the manipulator’s hand. Even though he couldn’t feel it on his fur, he still appreciated the gesture. It was nice that he wasn’t alone anymore, since now he had a friend!
“I’m Missile,” he barked cheerfully, before following it up. “I’m a Pomeranian!… and yea, I guess I died. And I can’t exactly do much with just the ability to go back in time and swap objects… But that’s okay, since it’s better than nothing!”
The dog’s tail wagged as he smiled up at the human, his eyes while showing his cheerfulness and optimism, also showed something deeper: a loneliness that closely mirrored Yomiel’s. Missile was also genuinely unaware that there were other powers, as well as individual differences in the powers someone had.
Seeing the little dog nuzzling against his hand makes the Manipulator soften. He wasn’t much of a dog person when he was alive, but even he can’t resist a cute little pup like this! His hands continue to pet the little animal, even though he can’t feel it.
“Missile? It’s a nice name. I’m Yomiel.” He introduces himself, now a genuine smile forming on his features. “You… can go back in time and swap objects? How?” Yomiel couldn’t do any of those things. If he could go back in time… Sissel (the woman) wouln’t be dead… He still had a lot to learn about his powers.
Yomiel can see it in the dog’s eyes… The loneliness… He could understand. It was painful for a innocent little creature like him to go through such a fate… Maybe Yomiel could help him in by taking care of him… But there was Sissel already.
“Okay, Missile. I think you can stick with me. But first, promise me one thing: you won’t bite or scare my cat friend away, okay? No running after him. He’s a friend. He’ll like you too. Promise me that?”
“Wait, you can’t do that? I thought we both had the same powers, since we were both killed by that rock? So you can’t go back to...” He paused briefly, trying to remember how long he had in the past. “-four minutes before someone’s death?” The little pomeranian was confused now. Then again, he still had plenty to learn about his powers, but that was probably a topic to elaborate on another time if Yomiel wished.
He thought about the man’s offer. It would give him someone who understood, and the both of them would be less lonely with each other around. He could guess that Yomiel felt lonely, even with Sissel. The pup wasn’t the brightest, but he wasn’t completely oblivious.
“Don’t worry, I won’t cause any trouble! I promise!”
ghostlymissile:
Well, the man in red understanding what he was saying came as a sort of shock to the pomeranian was well. He guessed there was a lot more to learn about his new powers, since Yomiel could understand him. Right now though, Missile was just glad he wasn’t the only one anymore.
Sure, it was a weird thing to be happy about, but at least he wasn’t alone now that he knew there was someone else that was like him. Just simply existing without a purpose or place to go. The pup would be lying if he said it hadn’t impacted his optimism and cheerful attitude at all.
And even though he could go back to four minutes before a person’s death, he couldn’t really do much with only the power to swap objects. He couldn’t even go through the phone lines or manipulate objects. Of course, he has been feeling his powers growing stronger the longer the meteorite shard is in him…
“Yea, I guess I am! I saw you have a special rock in your body too!”
So it was true. That dog was really talking to him, but he guessed it was because they were both ghosts, stuck on their bodies by a piece of rock that fell from the sky. It was tragic and ironic at the same time.
A special rock… Poor little creature. So pure, so innocent…
Going back to the world of the living, Yomiel stands up from where he is sitting to approach the little pup and give him a pet. Normally he’d be hesitant to approach a dog, but since now he couldn’t feel, even if the dog bit him, he wouldn’t feel any pain and wouldn’t be hurt by it.
His hand gently touched the little pomeranian’s fluffly fur and he forced himself to smile, eyes still hidden behind his dark shades.
“Special rock, huh? So you’re dead too. Poor creature. What’s your name?”
Rather than bite Yomiel or back away, Missile nuzzles into the manipulator’s hand. Even though he couldn’t feel it on his fur, he still appreciated the gesture. It was nice that he wasn’t alone anymore, since now he had a friend!
“I’m Missile,” he barked cheerfully, before following it up. “I’m a Pomeranian!... and yea, I guess I died. And I can’t exactly do much with just the ability to go back in time and swap objects... But that’s okay, since it’s better than nothing!”
The dog’s tail wagged as he smiled up at the human, his eyes while showing his cheerfulness and optimism, also showed something deeper: a loneliness that closely mirrored Yomiel’s. Missile was also genuinely unaware that there were other powers, as well as individual differences in the powers someone had.
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