Wyn Corp's Guard Dogs

Joint Blog for Wyn Corp's personal guard Pokemon. Smogon, Daddy Wyn's personal Houndoom, and Azazel, a drug-loving Hypno. Together, they keep Wyn Corp's name clean and clear in all ways. Be sure to avoid these dangerous men. [PokeVerse, canon/oc friendly, NSFW]

[mayaku-inu]

“Stand Behind Me” [closed]

fxrestvitch

If mentioned, Tatiana would like to say that wanting others - strangers included - to get hurt was the strange sentiment, in her opinion. Also, given her stature, she was far from the type to try looking for trouble. She wouldn’t dare. Instead of a fight, she was more likely to be kidnapped, or scammed into something.

Sugar- that nickname was new. She wondered if it was because of something she had shared to him before. Her worry was still there, but it was lessened by his words.

“You can never be too sure of that.” Beginner’s luck or a well-timed shot could spell trouble for him. Though not a fan of violence, or of swear words if her wince at his next words were any indication, she could not look away from the confrontation. If he got hit, or if someone were to go past him, she needed to know.

“Smogon, buddy,” the first guy spoke, baseball bat in hand, “I’d heard you’d gone soft since you promoted. And got yourself a pretty little girlfriend? Guys like you who bow down to others should really leave cuties like her to guys like us, who can get shit done.”

“Boring,” Smogon yawned, “If you’re just here to try and give me trouble, just get on with it. I was just in the middle of trying to ask the little lady if she wants to have dinner with me, you’re killing the mood.”

“You fu-”

Crack! At first glance, one might think that that was the sound of the man’s bat hitting Smogon square on the forehead. Fortunately, it was just the sound of the bat shattering into pieces in the large man’s hand. He’d caught it and crushed the thing in one swift motion.

“Didn’t you hear me? I promised I wouldn’t let you land a single hit on me!” He howled. And a single hit they did not land. Five guys, all just as big and menacing as Smogon, and not a one of them could get any closer than the bat swing. He moved faster, hit harder, and wasn’t even sweating by the time three of the men ran off carrying their two other idiot friends.

He fixed his tie and turned to look at Tatiana, “Hope that wasn’t too much for ya, sugar.”

[mayaku-inu]

fxrestvitch​:

“Smogon, then.” The manner she repeated his name was a far cry from how he had purred hers. A startling contrast, just like their difference in height. Her heart seemed to quiver in her rib cage. Out of fear, or of something else, she was unsure.

The topic of interests would lessen how intimidated she was of him, thankfully. “I am interesting in books, but this community garden that you mentioned holds my interests more. Perhaps, because I maintain one myself?”

The notion that not many people have heard about it yet made her even more curious about it- a secret garden!

He perked a curious eyebrow at that. Sure, he’d figured she looked like the kind of girl who had, like, a hardback journal filled with pressed flowers or some shit. Didn’t think she actually would be. Still, it gave him plenty of excuse to get close to her.

“It’s not a terrible lot to look at right now.” He reached up and ran his hand through his hair, “But the artists and my boss’s granddaughter are pretty proud of it already. C’mon, I’ll show it to ya. Then maybe a bookstore or the library after that?”

[fxrestvitch]

"Stand behind me." - from Smogon Wyn @mayaku-inu (those valley thugs be real rowdy!)

@mayaku-inu | PROTECTIVE STARTERS.

Instead of following his instruction immediately, however, she stayed where she was at his left, hands clinging onto the side of his shirt. Apprehension shone in her eyes, her form trembling slightly in fear of the thugs, but she managed to stay her ground.

“I don’t want you to get hurt.”

[mayaku-inu]

That was a strange sentiment for Smogon to hear. Usually, everyone wanted him to get hurt. Even the women he usually saw would go looking for trouble just to watch him fight. Which he usually didn’t mind, he loved fighting, and he never lost. But… something about her saying it, even though she hardly knew him, made his chest tighten in a way that told him he couldn’t fuck around this time.

“Don’t you worry about that, sugar,” he chuckled, reaching down to brush Tatiana’s hair, “Just get behind me. I won’t let them land a single hit on me.”

“Alright, boys,” he snarled as he carefully pushed Tatiana behind him, “I’m, quite frankly, having a nice day and I’d hate for any of you to think you can fuck with it.”

[mayaku-inu]

fxrestvitch​:

“I have only been to this side of the valley thus far. I’m not quite sure of where to go next, as there are so many interesting places to see.”

“Tatiana,” he repeated, voice like low thunder as he purred it out. His grip was firm, but not as intense as he usually liked to go. Just the way she was unable to look at him made him tone it done, but also captured his interest in a way that made him consider taking Azazel seriously about his ‘energies’.

“You don’t have to call me ‘Sir Wyn’, that’s my boss,” he chuckled, “Just ‘Smogon’ is fine by me. What are ya into, Tatiana? Art? Books? We’ve got a community garden that’s just getting started, not a lot of people know about that.”

[mayaku-inu]

Wyn Corp’s Guard Dogs

[ ASK \ ABOUT \ RULES ]

🔪 Killing must feel good to God, too. He does it all the time, and are we not created in his image? 🔪

[mayaku-inu]

A Chance Meeting [closed]

[mayaku-inu]

fxrestvitch‌:

She scrambled onto her feet, unsure if she should perform a short curtsy or a deep bow. Were either options acceptable? Reaching a compromise, she did a quick bow. “H… hello there, sir. This is my first time visiting the Valley, I hope I have done nothing wrong so far?”

Whoa. Now this was one was even cuter than he first thought. And so small!

“No, no, nothing like that,” he said, laughing softly. The sound was like a bag of rocks rumbling in his chest. He put a hand on his hip and extended the other out to her, “Let me start again, my name’s Smogon Wyn, this is my family’s valley, so I’m pretty familiar with the regulars around the way. I just wanted to introduce myself and see if you, maybe, needed a sight-seeing partner?”

“I know the valley’s really big, it’s a lot to take in. I’d be happy to help you out.”

[mayaku-inu]

A Chance Meeting [closed]

[mayaku-inu]

fxrestvitch‌:

Though short, her stay so far had been quite pleasant. After some time spent walking around, she found herself leaning against the trunk of a tree, resting her tired legs underneath the cool shade. Beside her was her bag, which she opened to retrieve a bottle of water to drink from. Once she was refreshed and well-rested, however, she remained where she was, taking in the view. Even from her viewpoint while seated, the valley still had her attention. Her fascination. She wondered where she would go next. The announcement mentioned a library earlier, and she had passed by a few shops that seemed interesting to her.

“Trust me, tough guy, there’s good energy in the Valley today.” Azazel being cryptic was literally Smogon’s least favorite thing in the world. Still, he had nothing better to do besides listen to the Hypno blab his face off, so might as we-

“Alright! Time for us to part ways for the day!” Azazel announced, patting Smogon on the back and turning to walk away, “Follow the good energy!”

“Fucker.”

Follow what energy? Smogon’s senses were dull as shit when he wasn’t in the ring or out running ‘errands’ for the Wyn family. Even then, the kind of energy Azazel spoke about was something only the Psychic type would be able to see. He rolled his eyes, taking a drag on his cigarette as he opted to go in the opposite direction of his unfortunate partner.

As he walked, a scent came through the haze of smoke billowing around him. It was sweet, but not obnoxiously sweet like the women he usually attracted or hunted down. No, this was a sweetness he wasn’t used to, perhaps the smell of a kitchen, lovingly tended to by a sweet woman?

Curious, he followed the scent until he came upon a girl resting under a tree. She looked unfamiliar, almost like she wasn’t quite of this world. The scent was stronger her, but no less pleasant, almost calming for his constantly fried nerves. Blowing one last cloud of smoke out, Smogon dropped his cigarette to the sidewalk and crushed it into the pavement. He crossed the distance between them, calling out to her as he went.

“Hello there, ma’am!” His voice was gravelly, something he was very aware of, “Are you a new visitor to the Valley?”

[mayaku-inu]

A Chance Meeting [closed]

@fxrestvitch​ has arrived at Wyn Valley

“Welcome to Wyn Valley,” the computer generated lady voice announces over the speakers. The train destined to Wyn Valley hummed along the tracks, coming over a small ridge to reveal the grand expanse of the ‘city’, “The business hub of Wyn Corporations, home to Wyn Studio Records, the Mulberry Library, and so much more. Please enjoy your stay!”

The train pulled into the station and settled into the platform before letting the doors come open. Despite being deep inside a huge technological city, the platform was flanked on either end by beautiful flower bushes, which welcomed visitors and commuters with a beautiful floral scent as the doors whooshed open. Train attendants helped folks with larger luggage of the train, to any family or friends waiting for them on the platform.

The city itself is a sprawling love letter to business. Clean, well-maintained streets are home to cars, buses, and even bikes. While the high rise buildings, home to the majority of the office workers and a few penthouse style apartments, are all cookie cutter in their build with sleek, straight lines and very little color besides concrete whites and greys, the rest of the city is an absolute masterpiece. Smaller business, and even some business chains, occupy unique, beautiful buildings that truly show off the personalities of the shops and boutiques. Even the PokeCenter had a bit of flair to it.

Smogon let out a sigh. He hated days off because it meant having to do literally anything but what he enjoyed doing. And he had to spend time with Azazel, who he also hated when they were working, let alone on these days off that had been implemented since he became a ‘regular employee’. Fuck this.

Azazel, however, was having a field day. He loved being off, being out in the Valley, where he could just sponge the thoughts of the every day folks walking around. Here, he could wildly looking through people’s thoughts and memories, find all their little secrets to either keep for his own misdeeds or bring to their boss for a little bit of extra pay. Today, much to Smogon’s dismay, seemed to be an even better day for the Hypno.

“Oh, I know you can’t sense it, Smogon,” the blonde said, holding a cigarette out for him, “But there’s something very good on the horizon today. There’s an interesting energy coming into the Valley.”

[mayaku-inu]

A Proposal [closed]

@dragon-prince-behemoth​ received a text message!

It had been a long time coming. Or, at least, it felt like it to one Damien Adams. He’d been stressing himself about texting Levi all week, with the mostly wholesome intention of just asking about the after-effects of the most recent trail.

And other things.

[text: Leviathan] Hello, Levi! This is Professor Adams!

[text: Leviathan] Sorry it took me so long to message you. I hope that hot bath helped with any residual soreness?

[mayaku-inu]

The Princess’ Little Pet [closed]

[mayaku-inu]

“I’ll make it real simple for you,” Azazel said, “We’re heading to a birthday party for our boss’ granddaughter. She’s a real sweet kid, you’ll love her. And you’re Smogon’s gift to her. He had to some how one-up himself from giving her his first, not drug-addicted daughter when she was 6. What a lucky girl to be getting a Lucario all wrapped up in a bow!”

“Or, a collar, rather,” he corrected himself, “That’s put a complete shut down on your powers. So, when you wake up in her room, I suggest not fighting. Or trying to escape, the whole building’s constantly guarded either by humans or Pokemon. And the only way to remove the collar is by having the key that unlocks it, which her grandfather has. Any other attempts to remove it will basically be death or an injury you won’t recover from quickly, if at all. Oh, and don’t worry, she’ll bring you a piece of cake because she’s just that sweet. Have a good rest of your nap.”

When Ben awoke, it would be in the adorably colored room of a small girl. Everything was pink and princess-y, with pictures of family adorning the walls. He had been sat on the bed among a small village of variously sized plushies, with no bag or anything he had on him in sight. Instead, he would find the aforementioned collar, disguised as a cute red ribbon around his neck. “Oh, no fair, Uncle Smogon! I wanna look!” Came a soft voice from beyond the door, “Lemme open my eyes!”

[mayaku-inu]

The Princess’ Little Pet [closed]

[omegamanrp]

mayaku-inu‌:

Smogon was more prepared this time. He caught the bookshelf with a grunt, sliding back across the burning floor and into a couch that fell apart on impact. He sneered nastily, as his muscles bulged under the cleanly pressed sleeves of his suit, preparing to launch the bookshelf back, “Awh, yeah, that’s what I’m fucking talking about!”

Meanwhile, in a room that looked more like an empty office than anything else, a Hypno and a Lucario Gijinka appear. Thankfully, it’s the end of the business day and most of the employees are already shuffling down and out of the building.

“Alright, kid,” Azazel hissed, moving his hand to grab one of Ben’s arms and spinning him around. His free hand was on his eyepatch, “Smogon likes to play around, but I’m more of a cut-to-the-chase kind of guy.”

As the fabric of the patch was pulled up and away, a flood of Psychic energy would barrage Ben’s mind. It was completely unfettered now, like a pit of Sevipers snapping wildly at the grey matter of the Lucario’s mind. They would drag him down, down into the murky abyss that lay just below his barely conscious self.

Zander roared again, but as the shelf headed for his fist again, he vanished. He didn’t reappear, he just vanished into thin air.

Ben spun around, ready to throw a punch at the bastards nose. He stopped dead in his tracks. The pressure on his mind quickly overwhelmed him, no matter how hard he tried to fight it, he couldn’t keep focus. He wanted to scream but couldn’t even do that. 

The band on his arm shined brightly before he was enveloped in a flash of light. His Evoker shorted out, leaving him in his true form as his eyes rolled back in his head, unconscious. And without Ben, Zander could not remain whole.

Ben’s body went limp, still held up by his arm. There was nothing more he could do. Though part of him hoped that Zander broke that bastards nose.

[mayaku-inu]

“Gah, that big fucker broke my damn nose, and you’re laughing about it?!”

“I’m only laughing because, when we were younger, a broken nose meant literally nothing to you. Now you’re pissing yourself because you’re going to have to go the one birthday party you care about with your face purple and bandaged.”

“Shut the hell up and come get me out of this damn hospital.”

Later.

The droning continues, but now Ben is alone in his empty space of his mind. A moment passes, and then the image of Azazel came into focus. He was holding a handful of Polaroid style pictures. He absently tossed them to the ground, letting Ben see that they were snapshots of memories. Ben’s mother, father, Tenebre, Levi, all these people Ben cared about.

“Lovely family you have,” Azazel said, “I’m glad to have all their faces committed to my memory now. Y’know, for safe-keeping.”

[mayaku-inu]

Round Two [closed with dragonprincebehemoth]

[draconislibertatis-deactivated2]

mayaku-inu‌:

Oh geez, there was that blush again, “Right! Let’s head to the lobby.”

It didn’t take long, like usual, to get back to the lobby. Adams prattled a little bit about the other projects he was getting ready to pitch to the company for funding.

“So, I’m hoping to do more work in enhancements, as opposed to suppression,” he finished saying holding the door open, “Maybe what I learn from you in this project will transfer to easy data for that too!”

“Enhancements, huh? I could see that working out pretty well.” Levi gave the researcher a small smile as they reached the lobby, arms folded. “I certainly hope it works out; I’d be happy to help you if you wanted it. If what I have can help, by all means, feel free to ask me.”

He gave the man a thumbs-up, smile turning to a bright grin. “It’d be my pleasure.”

[mayaku-inu]

“Yes, yes, of course!” Adams nodded, smiling and waving to the Dragonite as he left the building, “Please do take some rest when you get home and let me know if anything changes between now and the next time we speak!”

The moment the door closed, the receptionist giggled behind the young scientist, “You look like a school girl when you talk to him.”

[mayaku-inu]

The Princess’ Little Pet [closed]

[omegamanrp]

mayaku-inu‌:

“Alright, that’s new,” Azazel hissed, tightening his grip on Ben’s neck. Smogon only had a moment to register the creature materializing in front of him, before the fist connected with his face.

“Shit!” Smogon roared, another plume of fire erupting from his mouth. Azazel decided that this was the last place he needed to be and. With Smogon’s yelling and fire breathing as the last sounds in their ears, the Hypno Teleported himself and Ben away from the bookstore.

Zander let loose a loud and booming roar, the fire was ineffective against him. “SUCH WASTE!” The familiar cried, reaching over and lifting a bookshelf single handed and throwing it at Smogon.

Ben continued to struggle in Azazel’s grasp. He was having trouble feeling much now, and the blockage to his airway wasn’t helping much either. He need to break loose, but he couldn’t think how. 

[mayaku-inu]

Smogon was more prepared this time. He caught the bookshelf with a grunt, sliding back across the burning floor and into a couch that fell apart on impact. He sneered nastily, as his muscles bulged under the cleanly pressed sleeves of his suit, preparing to launch the bookshelf back, “Awh, yeah, that’s what I’m fucking talking about!”

Meanwhile, in a room that looked more like an empty office than anything else, a Hypno and a Lucario Gijinka appear. Thankfully, it’s the end of the business day and most of the employees are already shuffling down and out of the building.

“Alright, kid,” Azazel hissed, moving his hand to grab one of Ben’s arms and spinning him around. His free hand was on his eyepatch, “Smogon likes to play around, but I’m more of a cut-to-the-chase kind of guy.”

As the fabric of the patch was pulled up and away, a flood of Psychic energy would barrage Ben’s mind. It was completely unfettered now, like a pit of Sevipers snapping wildly at the grey matter of the Lucario’s mind. They would drag him down, down into the murky abyss that lay just below his barely conscious self.

[mayaku-inu]

Round Two [closed with dragonprincebehemoth]

[draconislibertatis-deactivated2]

mayaku-inu‌:

Adams took Levi’s hand without much thought, still enthralled by the lingering sensation of power in his body. And that his collar had someone managed to stifle it, even if just for a brief moment. He squeezed Levi’s hand eagerly, smiling up at him.

“That’s amazing!” He exclaimed, “Pokemon are fascinating already but you, Levi, you are something else entirely! I could never imagine, in all my years of research, that I would ever be so lucky to work with someone even remotely like you! I certainly hope that I’ll get to see you more after we’re done with the collar.”

Levi returned the squeeze, smiling as he broke the hold. “I’m glad you feel that way. I’ve always tried to help others, and if I can do so through this, I do so gladly. I’d enjoy speaking with you again very much, even after this is all said and done.”

The dragon chuckled softly, putting his hands in his pockets. “Now then, shall we head back?”

[mayaku-inu]

Oh geez, there was that blush again, "Right! Let's head to the lobby."

It didn't take long, like usual, to get back to the lobby. Adams prattled a little bit about the other projects he was getting ready to pitch to the company for funding.

"So, I'm hoping to do more work in enhancements, as opposed to suppression," he finished saying holding the door open, "Maybe what I learn from you in this project will transfer to easy data for that too!"

[mayaku-inu]

Round Two [closed with dragonprincebehemoth]

[draconislibertatis-deactivated2]

mayaku-inu‌:

Honestly, this was a such a Ghibli moment. The sensation of warmth, of power he’d only witnessed on charts and screens, even this little taste was overwhelming. He stumbled back a bit, more from surprise than from fear, and looked Levi over.

“And this? This kind of power just flows through your body on the regular?” He asked, feeling almost immediately empty as the Light waned from his body, “And… and my collar was able to cut that off, even for a moment?”

“It does.” Levi exhaled softly as the flow of energy went back to normal within his body, nodding his head. “You could almost say it’s something like a symbiotic relationship; it’s less me controlling it and more like… working in tandem with it.”

He offered his hand to the man after he stumbled, smiling slightly. “It did. For a brief moment, I couldn’t call on it at all. The flow of energy just… stopped. It was… rather unnerving, but also fairly impressive, given that it’s more or less a primordial force.”

[mayaku-inu]

Adams took Levi’s hand without much thought, still enthralled by the lingering sensation of power in his body. And that his collar had someone managed to stifle it, even if just for a brief moment. He squeezed Levi’s hand eagerly, smiling up at him.

“That’s amazing!” He exclaimed, “Pokemon are fascinating already but you, Levi, you are something else entirely! I could never imagine, in all my years of research, that I would ever be so lucky to work with someone even remotely like you! I certainly hope that I’ll get to see you more after we’re done with the collar.”

[mayaku-inu]

The Princess’ Little Pet [closed]

[omegamanrp]

mayaku-inu‌:

Azazel let out a rough grunt as Ben’s heel connected with his crotch, and the head swinging back to connect with his head, which he’d tucked down so he’d hit forehead instead of nose. His hold on Ben didn’t waver even for

“Good try,” the blonde laughed, “But I’ve had the shit kicked out of me more times than I can count, this is nothing new to me.”

There was a grunt as Smogon lifted himself out of the smoldering remains of the shelf. The cigarette was still between his lips and he stepped over the ruins and crossed the distance between himself and the two.

“Got any other tricks, kid?” He snorted, blowing a bit of smoke into Ben’s face.

A strained smile crossed Ben’s lips. “Got a few.” He struggled out, feeling the other mans arm starting to cut off the bloodflow to his head. These guy’s were good, more than a bit brutish, but decent in a fight.

“One…last…thing…” He held up a finger, the smile still spreading across his lips as he started to feel a little light headed. “Sick ‘em.” 

In a burst of aura, Zander materialized before Smogon. The massive bipedal familiar had a fist the size of a baby already heading towards the man’s nose. This was not going to be a love tap, but this was all he could do in retaliation.

That and leave a trail.

[mayaku-inu]

“Alright, that’s new,” Azazel hissed, tightening his grip on Ben’s neck. Smogon only had a moment to register the creature materializing in front of him, before the fist connected with his face.

“Shit!” Smogon roared, another plume of fire erupting from his mouth. Azazel decided that this was the last place he needed to be and. With Smogon’s yelling and fire breathing as the last sounds in their ears, the Hypno Teleported himself and Ben away from the bookstore.

[mayaku-inu]

Round Two [closed with dragonprincebehemoth]

[draconislibertatis-deactivated2]

mayaku-inu‌:

“Share your power?” Adams echoed curiously, an eyebrow perked way up. He took a moment to process what he’d said as he stood up from the desk, leaving the clipboard behind, “I… I’m not sure I follow? They’re something you can share with others at your leisure?”

“Of course.” Levi nodded, resting a hand on his hip. “This power was originally given to me as thanks for bringing a rampaging Necrozma back to his senses. Since then, it’s bonded to me and evolved, you could say… becoming more my own power. It’s an energy, not unlike many other things in this world. It’s… associated with warmth. Life. Creation. It manifests more powerfully in some things than others, but it’s not exactly limited in scope; Z-Moves briefly touch on this power when they’re used.”

Levi raised his hand up to his face, gesturing it towards the scientist, then exhaled a soft breath. For a brief moment, a wave of warmth washed over Adams as the Light briefly touched his body. “…It can be pretty helpful to heal others’ injuries as well.”

[mayaku-inu]

Honestly, this was a such a Ghibli moment. The sensation of warmth, of power he’d only witnessed on charts and screens, even this little taste was overwhelming. He stumbled back a bit, more from surprise than from fear, and looked Levi over.

“And this? This kind of power just flows through your body on the regular?” He asked, feeling almost immediately empty as the Light waned from his body, “And... and my collar was able to cut that off, even for a moment?”