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this is a sadist-senpai blog (25+ y/o), so expect nsfw, chaos, and body horror. all things will be tagged accordingly.

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#text #updated:#04/06/2026

"Hot springs are a human right."

He lives in Lavaridge. Of course he likes onsen. He's most comfortable in still, shallow pools and in the special sand baths but he won't deny the appeal of a deep soak.

He just can't stand running water. Makes his bones rattle.

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"You cannot be afraid of leaving your house and be an avid field researcher."

"Liking one's bed does not make them a shut in."

#text #why did I miss you.

"We are called Magma because I hate going outside."

"Ha ha."

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"And then those things at the bottom of the bag start whining."

"Like you're not doing 80% of the work. They're just lying there, being pathetic."

"It is tiring."

#text #lime;

greatandpowerfulmaxie: Despicable as always.

greatseaexpanse: bitch i'm in a pocket dimension AND from a different dimensim than you. if you actually hated me, why you textung me

greatandpowerfulmaxie: Why are you replying?

greatseaexpanse: becase the kid ain't back and i dinno how to delete ur contact

greatandpowerfulmaxie: What a lovely excuse.

greatseaexpanse: fuck you

#text #plot: and that ends the longest 'no arguing' stint they've ever had #prior interaction nonwithstanding because it was mostly a mental breakdown

He's busy.

He's busy and he feels terrible, even as will picks him up and keeps him going. It's a mixture of the new megastone and exhaustion, probably.

He has to keep going. He has to get everyone he can to safety. He has to win, even if the margin is slim.

He's tired.

He's tired, he's older than ever, and someone snuck new contacts into his phone that he has, thus, snubbed. He's tired and lonely. One can forgive one selfish thing in the face of all he does.

new chat opened.

greatandpowerfulmaxie: Fuck you.

greatseaexpanse is typing...

greatseaexpanse: no. eat shit

Long-gone normalcy soothes.

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"Oh please. End of the World parties are just a waste."

"Go have your orgy somewhere that doesn't waste the energy, water, and time of those who haven't given up."

"Hedonism does not help the rest of us, you selfish thing."

#text #forcibly unallows giving up hope #fuck you we're getting out of here and making a utopia #get in line and help

"-- on that note, refrain from telling Medical where I am."

"They keep trying to hydrate me and that isn't helping."

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"I don't understand why vaccinations do not have a dart gun option."

"It would fix this wretched ignorance crisis and employ veteran snipers. Win win, as some might say."

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"I swear, none of you bother to read the safety documents provided with each role."

#text #context: they are. at minimum. 30 pages long in 9px text

"For the love of--"

"Why are you suiting up? We have the technology to safely gather all the lava samples we need."

"Leave the radiation suits alone. They're due for a check and are not meant for scientific work. Drones are in Section B, Floor 4. Don't break them."

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seriously, the glasses thing is adorable.

touch touch. my god, nothing is blurry!!! I can read signs now!!! I thought it was the alcohol making things hard!!!!!

#text #plot: silly nonsense

The douchiest genuinely good dude around.

#text #he's got a big picture mindset but will unceremoniously just #help people.#here. money. go rent a hotel room.#here. food. eat.#bro is blunt and grouchy but wants the best for everyone #except land horders and traditionalists. you can die.

"Quasar is being quite helpful with development, implementation, and care for the Arks in their vicinity."

"Given Macros Cosmos'... ahem, breakdown, any help is welcome. Galaxy, Magma, Devon, and Silph all have their hands quite full."

"Terrible shame, all that. We lost a good few prototype reactors in the destruction. And all the deaths, of course."

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"I do not understand this."

"This child broadcasts videogames all day, wins a few battles, is extremely reclusive, and she has... a nigh-religious following."

Squints at a Canari video.

"Does she have a degree? Gym badges? Any legitimate qualifications? What in the blazes is appealing about all of this?"

"We do not have time to waste on a Mega Evolution User spurning her grace to-- stack virtual blocks. Does she need a real job? I could use another Keystone Wielder for security around the Union's Arks."

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Angel, like Absol seem to be, is a very observant and loving creature.

She follows him wherever he goes, always ready to brace herself against him if his twisted leg decides to stop functioning for a bit. She gives him warmth when he is cold. She isn't much of a battler yet but that's a work in progress.

She's kind to others sometimes too. Not all, nervous as these Dark Types can be, but the important ones. She purrs to Courtney and she drags Little Cyrus back into the room if he wanders off, happy to curl around the strange boy as he draws. She's a bit motherly, maybe. He wonders if she had a litter before he met her.

He never thought himself much of a cat person. But he's growing fond of cattish habits like independence, focus, and how she disappears for an hour only to bring back food for them both. Most Pokemon dislike his state of being but she seems unfussed.

"You're a disaster." Little Cyrus had said once, quiet as usual. "Of course she likes you."

The boy wasn't one for insults. So he was forced to look at it through the plain mindset of a very odd child and yes, that would make sense. An Absol forever following an unnatural disaster; quite poetic.

It doesn't quite explain the treadling and purring but maybe she, too, was another oddity in his life.

Perhaps he ought to appreciate that. Hardly much else to do with it anyway.

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