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I’m Retiring Grandma. Now she’s Retired² Grandma.

Hello everyone. I am sorry I come with kind of bad news. And since I assume you read the title first... Well. I’m putting this account on an undetermined hiatus, which is very much more likely to be permanent.

So, it’s a secret to literally nobody I guess that I have been horribly busy in the past few months, and to be honest with you, I do not see this calming down in the next year.

I am at this one period of my life where I am progressively leaving college for serious actual active life. It’s a wonderful time I have been eagerly waiting for, but the consequence to all that is more work, more projects, more interviews to prepare for, and basically. Yep. Shit’s busy, man. I don’t have as much free time as I’d like to, and when I do, I have to admit there are some of my old muses that will always take priority over the new ones.

Opal is a character I have loved a lot immediately since I met her in Pokémon Sword, and I do believe that despite it having been brief, I did her justice in my portrayal. However, I have to say she is also probably one of the hardest muses for which I have ever written (I’m the polar opposite of an old lady irl) and while I have not shared the quarter of the half of the headcanons I had for her, I think there is something with the way I envisioned her backstory that never quite clicked with people’s perception of her.

Not to mention, the very premise of her character is that she is wise beyond her years, and as such, there really isn’t much time or even reasons for her to grow, since she’s already been through it all. Fun to write? She definitely is. Fun to discuss and explore? Naturally, despite being one of SwSh’s most charismatic character, she really did not get a lot in her canon material and it’s this uncharted territory I find the most fascinating. But Fun to write? I have to admit this is where I ran into inspiration droughts more than once. There’s only so much old British spinster things she can do before she starts feeling one-note, and she deserves better than me flanderizing her into such a boring kind candy-giving madam role.

I of course apologize to all those of you with whom I had a thread going. Ultimately, I do realize my choice is a bit selfish, but I am doing what I see is more responsible.

I thank you all for your support.

- Arz

“Do not bury me just yet. I am sure we shall meet again in due time. Though it might not quite be me... The one holding the feather does matter in those sort of things, don’t they?”

“Still, I thank you all for the memories. If I ever brought some Pink into your lives, then this was not all for nothing. I bid you my kindest farewell.”

Now, out of her way, whippersnappers! The S.S. Anne is leaving in thirty minutes, and the cruise pamphlet promised a free martini!

“I can’t say this silly old lady knew the Johtoite underworld is where you found the best grandsons.”

#dash commentary;#streetsteel

rankingtwentysix

howdy! i’m finn, and i just started kicking off this blog again! this is kennie, and she’s a team aqua grunt OC who i’ve been playing since 2014. here’s her about and my rules! please reblog to help me find some of my old friends and some new ones, too!

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{一人で}➺ There was no denying the fact that Blazer had been POISONED BY THE GAS THAT HAD SURROUNDED HIM. The large fire-type huffs, determined and ready to come out on top once more. Smoke envelopes the arena, makes it IMPOSSIBLE TO SEE ANYTHING, but Six spots those glowing eyes looking back at her through the cloak of black. A nod from the Charizard. A nod from the trainer. A MUTUAL AGREEMENT THAT IT WAS TIME THEY NO LONGER REVEALED THEIR NEXT MOVES. Beating his wings, BLAZER RISES INTO THE AIR, HIGHER AND HIGHER, some of the smoke clearing away as he does. The dense screen BLOCKED OFF ALL VISUAL OF THE OPPONENT, but now Blazer had the advantage of being above the smoke. It didn’t matter where his target was, HE COULD FIND IT.

{再び行った}➺ “He doesn’t need ta hit ya yet!”

{一人で}➺ Her words are SO CONFIDENT as Blazer proves his cunning idea. Flame tipped tail HIGH ABOVE THE STADIUM SHIMMERS LIKE IRON as the Pokemon dives, SLAMMING HIS TAIL INTO THE GROUND AND CAUSING IT TO SHAKE. The impact and force cause the smoke around him to blow away, revealing where his opponent lie. Six can’t help but CHUCKLE TO HERSELF as Blazer sends a Fire Blast towards the other, FLYING UP ONCE MORE AND PREPPING TO INSTANTLY FOLLOW IT UP WITH AN AERIAL ACE. He was sure to hit his target now. Was sure to end this here.

Oh that was bad for her little old heart. She saw the fire move graze Ganache without harming him, but he still took the full blow of the move that followed after.

Aerial Ace... A mildly powerful Flying type move. Opal pursed her lips, dissatisfied with herself on this last turn for having underestimated her opponents. But this frown turned upside down rather quickly, as both the adrenaline of the battle and the idea of another winning strategy pumped through her veins.

The unspoken bond the girl had with her Charizard was admirable alright. Guess it was about time she also displayed the neat little trick she learned from her bond with her Pokémon!

"I didn’t think I would need this, but... Oh well! time for a change of plan, dearie!”

Twenty seconds without taking any damage or using a single move... As per regulations, there was a certain little something she could indulge in now. Opal called her Pokémon back into his ball, and on cue, the Wishing Star bracelet at her wrist began glowing with a vivid red hue.

The Poké Ball swelled to several times its size. It was not the easiest thing for an old woman to hold, but Opal still managed to throw it above her head. The capsule split open above her, and as it shrunk back to its normal size and fell back in the trainer’s hand, the Weezing came out again swelling to gigantic proportions. Ah, how long it had been since the last time she had the opportunity to have him Dynamax!

The natural tendency of Weezings to constantly sound like they were struggling to breathe aside, Ganache still appeared exhausted. Even at this size, it was true he could probably not withstand even a single other attack... and there was no way he could evade any further assault. Yet Opal smirked, confident she had just secured her victory.

“If evasion won’t do the trick, I can still bet on endurance until you run out of time. Ganache, Max Guard!”

The Weezing let out another deep cry which echoed through the stadium as he erected a force field in front of himself.

#lxngfxrgxtten

“Don’t put this in your mouth. That’s the reason I have gold teeth.”

#faeriefound #dash commentary;

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“Heh, sorry, left m’pickpocketin’ gloves at home. I just might bring ‘em next time, if Ma’am so insists.” As soon as she mentioned a distraction and ‘brushed’ his shoulder, he knew something wasn’t right. It was too deliberate, too à propos. Before she brought his passport up (or, more precisely, the fake one he had picked from the pile this morning), he knew something was missing. Just didn’t know exactly what. After all, it had been part of his own bread and butter for years and years.

He let her ramble on, vaguely amused — it wasn’t as if she could outrun him if he decided to get whatever she took back, and frankly? A sassy old Madam, pickpocketing a street kid like him who had done this basically his whole life? Amazing. Her tone wasn’t the one of someone teaching him a lesson either. Just pleasant, if not teasing banter.

He could let that slide, especially when she brought the document up and ragged on the alias. Jay chuckled, shaking his head and extending a hand, expecting his passport back without a fuss.

“Tell that to m’dad, Ma’am. Crap namin’ skills look like they run in the family.” Even with his real, actual name. He didn’t really look like a Jeremiah at all, but maybe it was revenge for his dad. On his own parents. For naming him Wesley.

“I guess y’must have a name that fits ya to a T?”

"Everything about myself fits perfectly, sweetie. I am not one to believe in fate, but I wouldn’t be surprised to hear Jirachi has smiled down on me more than once.”

“I believe the correct thing to so is to introduce myself. I have gone by an alias in the papers, but my name is Poppy. Which is... yes, quite common for a girl of my generation.”

She gave Jay a curtsy - as much of one as she could manage without breaking her back anyway - and then proceeded to hand him back what was rightfully his. Though she couldn’t help herself take another quick look at the passport before he took it...

She could have pointed out that she had noticed minute details that betrayed the document’s nature as a forgery here and there, but that would hardly be courteous, now, would it? Besides, no ordinary bobby would pay this close a look to a passport anyway. Still some fine work, boy. Still some fine work...

“Well then, not-Jacob, it has been a pleasure. I would ask you if you would care to join me for tea with my friends after I have run my errand, but I doubt you would willingly subject yourself to a quartet of gossiping grandmothers...”

Yes, little Samuel was a grandmother in her book. He did just turn sixty.

“But before we part, could you do me a little kindness? I have been invited to the radio tower, and I can clearly see it from here, but I am not sure how I am supposed to get to it. You see, the last time I have been in this city, the railways had just been inaugurated, and the whole thing was much less of a maze.”

#streetsteel

hattricks

bede 👏 did 👏 nothing 👏 wrong

the 👏 mural 👏 was 👏 ugly

#promo;#//that's a lot of pies to bake

streetsteel

YOU KNOW THE ＴＲＵＴＨ CAN BE A ＷＥＡＰＯＮ

TO ＦＩＧＨＴ THIS WORLD OF ＩＬＬ INTENTIONS

Indie Pokemon OC penned by Chief. Private, selective, 18+, AU friendly Overwatch & Borderlands verses ready Rated R for Rowdy Boy RULES - ABOUT - VERSES

#promo #//if you don't have Jay on your dash are you even actually enjoying PokéRP the right way

“I always used to tell this to the challengers for whom my audition got too intense: The Pink I see in you is not my way of speaking of your worth as a person.”

“But there definitely are exceptions.”

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Send “💎💎💎” and My Muse will say three things that comes to their mind when Your Muse’s name is mentioned

“Let’s see, let’s see… Aether… What do I think of all of you again?”

“Ah, but of course! First, I think about Alola and the beauties it has to offer. I have had a lot of memorable vacations there, and it is home to so many unique species of Fairies!

Then, I remember the hundreds of breaches of ethics your group is suspected of.

And beyond that, I am quite inclined to believe the rumors of the part you played in allowing those creatures to rampage, and how you did not take responsibility for the devastation they caused. A pity.

In case you could not tell, I have very little esteem for your organization, I am afraid. And you in particular, good sir, are the very antithesis of Pink.”

#aetherintern

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“Your tattoos are almost as good as mine, dear. Thanks to them, you are now the first person I think about whenever someone brings up Ho-Oh and the legends of Ecruteak. Speaking of… Knowing the general stance on tattoos themselves in the regions of the Far East, I think I have also come to associate you with a form of courage.”

“And of course, forgive a silly little madam, but no matter your real name I do not think I will ever call you something other than Not-Jacob.”

Oh, by the way. A good grandmother knows a birthday boy when she sees one. She wordlessly handed Jay a piece of candy.

#streetsteel

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“Let’s see… I imagine I would be stating the obvious if I compared you to Hatterene.” Your most trusted companion. A hater of nonsense. Someone who runs from emotions. The parallels kind of wrote themselves. “And I have to say I never fail to remember the service you did to the region by ridding us of this hideous mural in Stow-on-Side.”

That was only two things. She knew. But the last one was not something she felt she could mention out loud… Not now anyway.

Truth be told, Bede was a spitting image of herself at his age. So angry at the world, desperate for recognition, and always so lonely… She got better. He got better. Now she was confident she would live long enough to see him surpass her.

She smiled and offered the boy another cup of tea.

#faeriefound

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“We haven’t had the pleasure to talk before, but I did hear enough about Atoma to be aware of your reputation there. How you play by your own rules, how merciless you are to your opponents… Quite the fascinating record, dear!

Another thing would probably be… All those Boomer jokes I have seen thrown around. You invariably seem to be the source of them, and I have to say your victim’s reactions are most entertaining to watch from a safe distance.

Beyond all that, of course, I have also come to associate you with red hair. Yours is rather beautiful, which I imagine is most fitting for a specialist of the Dark Type.”

“Though, now that I think of it… Maybe the association is a bit biased and superficial, from a narrow-minded old coot like me. But say, you have never raised an Impidimp line Pokémon, have you?”

She rummaged through her purse for a few seconds and pulled a Moon Ball out of it, which she then shoved into Strelitzia’s arms.

“Well, now you will.”

#tenebres-champ