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“Join in?” Cover thinks about that. “I’m more the singing type, really.” It does look kind of relaxing, so he pads over to her. He didn’t realise humans could make noises like that (do the playwrights at the musical know? He should ask when he gets back to Unova). When she breathes deeply, her whole body rattles. As she howls, she relaxes her fists -
A haze of WRONG sparks around her fingertips.
If Cover was human, or anything like one, this would be the part where his breath caught in his throat and he froze on the spot. The boy does stop moving (balancing impossibly in mid-step - that doesn’t matter now), but that’s because the god can’t take its attention away from the corruption eating away at its greater self, poisoning reality. Its familiar presence is so much worse in this unbroken world, where only birds can fly and muk don’t hatch from cocoons.
What is - what can it - it remembers, suddenly, what to do. It’s not like it hasn’t dealt with things like this before. It can do this.
First, a message. A glitch-creature, it sends in the general direction of Amber, humanlike, howling like a mightyena. As soon as it’s fired the impulse it returns its awareness to its avatar (only a few seconds lost, he can still get the jump on it). He slams down his foot hard enough to blast away the fallen leaves and shake the roots beneath the clearing, and charges.
He turns his left hand into a solid slab of bone and slams it into the girl’s chest, stretches the fingers of his right into vicious black claws (don’t touch the glitches don’t touch the glitches) and stabs it at her wrist. “What are you?!” he roars, the killing rage rising in him.
“Howling is like singing.” She shrugs, eyeing the stranger for a second before going back. “It’s just a bit more forceful.” She takes deep breaths, and she almost doesn’t notice the crackling static, her fingers seemingly flickering in and out from reality.
She focuses on breathing and howling. Ao doesn’t pay attention the the noise the other is making. Her body tenses and then relaxes, her eyes half lidded with tiredness.
Everything comes to a halt when the being beside her attacks her.
Her eyes widen and everything comes crashing down. Her breath stills as she shakes, the corruption beside her flickering on and off, blinking like a neon sign on a hotel. “I-I’m human! A werewolf! I am alive!” She shouts back, stumbling on her words - please don’t hurt me please don’t hurt me please don’t hurt me.
“I’m okay!”
{♚-} Closed
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The touch was not shocking in the slightest, but still subjectively surprising. Many found themselves far too intimidated to approach the imposing redhead -let alone lay a hand on him- and so Lysandre reserved a special kind of respect for those who dared to do so… regardless of their intentions. Turning around to face the boy, he relaxed considerably. {♚-}“ “Oh! My apologies.” He began politely. {♚-} “I was just discussing something with Mr.Stone. Why, do you know the young man in question? I did not mean to be so rude.” Here the Kalosian gave a bow, a curt inclination which only further emphasized his height. Pyroar’s tail curled inquisitively from side to side, watching both the boy and his Linoone carefully. Being trained far above normal standards, it was capable of acting on it’s own in a situation without the slightest order from it’s trainer. And for that, it needed to assess every interaction he conducted himself in with great care. …Both must have realized Lysandre’s words did not answer the question. There was little point to revealing unnecessary information. Not yet, at least.
Looking around nervously, Artemis leaned in closer, petting Zigzagoony, more out of habit than necessity.
“No, no it’s okay! I’m probably well known here. Well, kinda, at least. Hoenn doesn’t really encourage stuff including me, but they don’t make an attempt to hide it. Unova’s more about encouraging Cly - it doesn’t help she was an idol too! She has a bunch of figures and dolls, you know.” He blinked, stepping away from him slightly, slightly confused by the gesture.
“I’m Artemis Haze the 12th, but people just call me Arty. I guess you were talking about me?” The most adorable grin lit up on his face, eyes glimmering. “People don’t talk about me much anymore. Apparently there’s a new host? Don’t know what their name is. Either started with an A or an N.”
He seemed to have ignored him not answering the question (or at least, he didn’t notice it). “I like your Pyroar! Dennis showed me one on his Pokedex, and I think it would look really cool in a contest! Maybe a tough or a cool one.”
i finished the intermission page btw!!
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Cover expected the howling to come from a trainer’s mightyena, or a growlithe out late. At the worst, he thought, it’d be some side-effect of the combined timelines that he’d have to deal with before it started corrupting things.
He’s not sure he won’t need to anyway. From behind this tree, the being howling at the stars looks like a human girl. There’s something about the way she moves, though, something about her scent. She fizzles at the edge of his senses in a way no creature of this dimension should, and not in the same way the voices do.
The voices… He’s heard some of his sibs (Helix, of course, and Root, but also Armour and Skull for whatever reason) talk about a host from the randomised timeline. Wild as the forests of Johto, they said. Were they the one with the mysterious powers?
Still. Host or not, outsider or not, threat or not, Cover is curious about this girl. When she stops howling to breathe, he slips out from behind the tree. “Why are you howling at the moon?” he asks, deliberately letting his shoes crunch in the leaf litter.
A low howl seeps out of her fanged mouth, the ends of her fingertips making more static noises. The glitchiness is a side effect of the combined timelines (or so the voices say), and the howling is more of a grounding/coping mechanism to deal with the mob, the glitchiness, the loss of her home.
She doesn’t notice what ruckus she’s causing, but it should’ve been alright. Most people thought it was a stray Mightyena and left her alone; after all, her cries were identical to those of a Pokemon. Perhaps that was why Camilla approached her and attempted to “tame” her.
The crunch of a leaf becomes apparent, and so does the voice of a stranger. He looks like someone Jimmy talked about, but it must’ve been pure coincidence. She looks over her shoulder, her face blank, and returns to staring at the stars, saving her voice.
“It’s comforting.” Ao figures that’s all she needs to say, but continues anyway. “Uhm, it’s more of a venting thing, I guess. Peaceful and relaxing. Do you wanna join me?”
also, i'm probably going to edit the hosts' pages for more depth, create seperate pages for the intermission muses, etc etc also, because i LOVE to overwork myself, nina q will be added to the /intermission page! probs will also create a new navigation page 4 the intermission muses bc i love them also apparently there was also a lost x/y protag ??? i'm gonna search more into that . replies will be done after (the one that i owe) so feel free to hmu for a thread/my skype anytime!!
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Vivek merely followed suit, situating himself in the seat opposite of Cly’s. In order to remain a proper gentleman, he forced both coal black hues onto her face, less he might accidentally allow his gaze to wander to… less savory places.
“Relax. It’s not like I’m going to interrogate you.” He spoke and it was true. Vivek had absolutely no interest in playing detective. Besides, he only had a few questions. No sooner had she mentioned the words ‘non kid friendly’, though, Vivek scoffed. “Do I really seem like that much of a pervert to you?” Granted, he was, but the bespectacled man liked to keep that part of him in the closet. After all, Vivek already happened to be unpopular enough as it is not like he noticed the secret fans coming over to the library on a frequent basis, mind you.
Once he was given the go ahead, he wasted no time in firing away. “Welp, for starters, am I still allowed to call you ’Coop’? Because that nickname sort of sticks.” came his simple inquiry.
Confusion filled her features, her eyebrows furrowing. “Ah, well. It’s just a thing that I say out of habit. You know - I was an idol at one point. Had to say that on talk shows, savor the children or whatever.” She waved him off, shrugging. “I don’t think you’re a pervert. You’re clearly not.”
“Coop.” She tested the name out slowly. It was a simple name, but it stuck nicely. “Sure. I don’t mind. It’s a nice name! More popular than Cly; better to refer me with that name than my actual name.” She pressed her lips together, seemingly thinking. “Hey, can I call you Viv then? Or Vivi, maybe.”
“Is there anything else? Or is that the only question you wanted to ask me?” Chair legs skidded across the floor as she crossed her legs, raising an eyebrow. “
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01. why did you choose your url? hivemind refers to the mob/hosts occasionally, and the x is there so i can actually get the url!
02. what is your middle name? don’t have one >>
03. if you could own a fairy tale / fictional pet, what would it be? a gosh darn flying corgi. actually i would probably have a squirtle or a beedrill!! they seem cool B0
04. favorite color(s)? cosmic turquoise (tho ‘the false color of the universe’ sounds a lot cooler)
05. favorite song? white noise or clap your hands
06. what are your top five fandoms? mm for roleplaying i’m going to say pokemon, tpp (as it’s kinda it’s own fandom??), yogscast (the minecraft characters obvs), and for the following i don’t roleplay (mostly bc there’s no one to rp with) but i still like them!: steven universe, gravity falls, and dragon quest (especially dragon quest 9)
07. why do you enjoy tumblr? tumblr in general is a good community and i’ve learned new things about myself that helped me get out of some of my “who am i” stages and i gained some new friends!
Emmet looks at Ao for a couple seconds, some confusion still on his face despite her explanation. Or because of her explanation, which really just reaffirmed the fact that the trainer has had an odd set of experiences in her life.
“Sounds kind of. Lonely.” Having to stay in one room and waste time while someone was working without anyone to keep you company doesn’t would like much fun to Emmet. He taps his foot on the ground as he decides to slow that train of thought. One, two, “Well! Now you get to experience it in person! Much better than the TV.”
“Oh, no! It’s not too bad! I mean...” She furrows her eyebrows, trying to explain why it wasn’t so bad. “It was okay! I got to experience things via the TV, so it wasn’t as awful as you thought it was!” Ao blanks out, seemingly staring off into space. “I mean...I guess it was okay.”
“I guess...I mean - experiencing it in person is much better than experiencing it on the internet, or watching it on TV. Yeah! Does Elesa...” She clicks her tongue, trying out the name. “Does her gym ever close? I’d imagine she’d have to go home and sleep.”
Thankfully, Vivek hadn’t allowed the situation to escalate in a way problematic manner. As far as he was concerned, though, DarthSable would probably just think he was friends with that Zoroark; after all, they both mutually wanted to battle against each other.
Upon hearing Cooper’s reply, Vivek simply nodded. “Welp, I do let him fight wild Pokemon on frequent occasions but I guess that wasn’t enough to satisfy him.” He shrugged, then sauntered closer towards her. For once, a small smile started to tug upwards at the corners of his lips as she mentioned checking out Shauntal’s books. “Yeah, let’s go before it closes.” No sooner had he stated this, however, chatter spread, a certain name was spoken and Cooper’s frantic glances became initiated.
Vivek blinked. No way. This was the champion? Without saying a single word, he threw an arm around her shoulder and began hurriedly striding off in the library’s direction. “Just keep your head down. I got you.” He continually pulled her along until they reached the library’s double doors, where a few people stood off to the side, occupying their mouths with cookies. While he was surprised with what he just learned, Vivek decided to keep his mouth shut; after all, what if she suddenly grew uncomfortable? “So… after you.” This time, he stayed behind the girl while peering out behind him to check for any potential fans stalking closer. Thankfully, there was none.
Not giving another look, she put her head down and walked inside casually, or as casually as she could, sitting down at a table, fiddling with the hem of her shirt.
“So...I’m sure you want answers.” She murmured, not even making sure Vivek was sitting down. “I’m Cly Cooper. Champion from Unova, former idol. I’m sure you know why I gave ‘Cooper’ as my name and not Cly. It isn’t a well-given name, you know.” The brunette gave a raspy laugh before quieting down.
“You can ask me anything, you know.” Questions were usually asked when someone decided to spill her actual name. Yes, it was great fun. So fun. Can you sense the sarcasm? “I don’t mind. Just as long as it’s not anything relatively non kid friendly.” Man, she was really fooled it was going to be an okay day. Cly was going to go to the Pokemart to stock up and everything!
“I’m sure there are many questions you want answered.” She shrugged her shoulders lightly, leaning back on her seat and finally looking up. “I guess I’ve already told you the basics so go for it.”
“That’s true. Dizziness is just a thing to overcome, though, right? Like pokemon when they’re confused still try their best.” Hm, he does vaguely recall something about Elesa possibly changing her gym layout sometime. Ao’s second comment catches Emmet off guard, and he stares at her for a couple seconds with slight confusion. “Haven’t you been on one?” He thought she said she liked roller coasters, but that statement implied she… didn’t really have much personal experience with them. That’s a tad confusing. Ao, what are you up to.
He’s distracted from that train of thought by Ao running off and calling him to follow. Considering Emmet’s longer stride, catching and keeping up with Ao is not difficult in the least. “Ah! I am hurrying. You’re the one running off, eheh.”
Ao halts suddenly to look up at Elesa's gym, almost tripping over herself. The building was bright colored and neon lights flashed and buzzed. Looking over, she sees Emmet standing next to her - which she expected. It’s not like he was old, after all.
“Weelll...” She trails off, thinking about her interests as a child. “I usually just went up in our room while my mom was working! She told me to lock the door and stay safe! So I just watched television in the room and in commercial breaks, I saw the adverts for those bright carnivals! But I really liked them! They looked nice, I guess.” She doesn’t know if she should tell the subway boss this, but she does anyways.
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Kanto sure had changed the last time she had been here.
Granted, Krissy never actually visited Kanto. She had only seen the place in articulate pictures, shot by Kantonian photographers. The place wasn’t her “top 10″ places to be, but it was still a foreign place.
Of course, all of those urges were whisked away with the ability to travel from place to place. All of the lost hosts were granted with this power, as long as they attended the meetings and didn’t get in trouble. Krissy never did, obviously.
By first glance, however, she didn’t recognize this place easily. It looked like Kanto, but it didn’t feel like Kanto. The bigender kid looked around scornfully, running her hands over the signs in front of the many houses. Krissy let out a frustrated sigh and looked around for someone who inhabited this area.
“Excuse me? Can someone tell me where I am?!” She groaned and plopped herself down near one of the houses, her back against the wall.
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He’s glad she understands part of why he gets so enthused about double battles. Emmet’s smile looks quite pleased, and he gestures a bit more as he agrees. “Uh-huh. It’s a bit like contest competitions only. More improvised, I guess. You know?”
“Aw. Only if they don’t like roller coasters. But if the challenge doesn’t get hard. What’s the point of doing it? Yup, Castiela has great ice cream. They sell out pretty quickly, though.” How many times has Emmet attempted to get ice cream and failed? Too many. “It’s right. I’ll come with you! Thanks. For inviting me.” Yaay, doing fun things with a new trainer friend.
“Yeah! Double battles sure are fun.” Ao seems to stare off into space before briefly snapping back into their conversation.
“Um, I guess! But some people can get dizzy, and that’s not really fun, is it?” She hums to herself, thinking about the gym. “Tele-o-vision has taught me a lot about rollarcosters! They’re bright and they have those loopy-dee-loops that go-.” She made a curving motion, making a ‘whoosh’ sound. “We can go to the gym and then we can go and fly to Castelia!” Soon, the girl is scampering towards gym.
“Hurry up Emmet!”
“now honey are you suuure it’s not just another phase again?”
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