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OFPOKEMON Indie, Selective and Semi-Private RP blog for Pokemon's Natural Harmonia Written by: Smeargle
Murder is environmentally friendly!
He cant even argue. technically hes correct?
Bleeding Heart
inspired by the piece “Santa Teresa of Avila” by Francisco Salzillo y Alcaraz, a photo is under the cut
what coping methods ( healthy or unhealthy ) did your muse learn during their childhood?
N has struggled a bit to cope. He often dissociates, something he did a lot as a child. In the long stretches of time he was alone in his bedroom. He's also a very heavy stimmer when in private. He still is learning to unmask around others, but that is a trauma not to easily gotten over.
He still dissociates often, something his pokemon often have to help him out of.
vibe check —
N in returns checks HIS vibe.
examine: silva ( if you want !! )
A young girl, experienced so much in her short life. You feel bad for her, you really do. Oh how your heart yearns to help her, but you can't. You can barley unravel your own trauma to begin to have hands free to help another.
Despite it all she perseveres. She treats pokemon with kindness.
And she gets you.
A friend. A true friend.
Send "Echoes of the past" for your muse to experience one of my muses memories in a vision/dream.
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Harmless civilian out in the wilderness? Check.
Said civilian appears to be a foreigner? Check.
A big, angry Pokémon is present? Also check.
Results? The situation had suddenly become so much more precarious.
A shrill, ear-shattering screech sounded as the beast reared up to dwarf the two intruders. A Mizutsune. Seeing how this usually placid Pokémon's pink fins have taken on a vibrant red hue, this one was angry. Possibly in musth, too, which would only make this leviathan much more dangerous and much more likely to try killing the two humans before it.
"Move! MOVE!! Get behind me!!"
Safine dashed towards the man being terrorised, getting between him and the Mizutsune, shield raised and sword in hand. She snarled at the leviathan like a fellow Pokémon, revealing her array of razor-sharp fangs and bone-crushing molars. Her grip around her sword's hilt tightened, and the blade and shield came to life, black accents giving way to glowing red and crackling crimson sparks.
The threat display did not do much in dissuading the already livid Mizutsune. It lunged, deceptively fast for a creature its size, jaws snapping at Safine like a bear trap.
It immediately got a thundering shield bash to its lower jaw in an uppercut, sending it staggering back with a shrill whine and seeing stars.
Safine took the time to look back to the green-haired man, shouting, "What are you still doing here?! Run!!!"
N steps back a few steps as the Pokemon rears and looks like it's ready to attack. He's ready to throw himself to the side to get out of the way, but this woman stands between them. Is that-.. a weapon?
"what are you doing?!" he does throw himself to the ground and shimmys to the side a bit. "You are going to fight her?" he looks up at the creature, beautiful, and he again tries to listen to it. Get an idea what is going on.
"I am not harm!: he calls to the Mizutsune
-Hero of Truth-
how old was your muse when they realized they had childhood trauma?
N was... Well in his twenties. He spend so long in the castle, so long isolated he assumed the way he was raised was normal. The abuse and the manipulation. All of it. He thought that was how families were. How fathers were. So when he finally started to see the outside world, how things were in reality?
He realized how messed up his own upbringing was. He's still uncovering it all. He's still processing it all.
how are yall tonight ? ill get some writing done!
im trying to formulate thoughts on Ns power and they are always all over the place im too stream of conciousness
“Hey. Hold on, that’s … that’s not…”
This is a canon event, Ree. You cannot stop it.
Too late. He's hugging. He looks uncomfortable, but there is no bone cracking yet.
"Oh, these techniques have been passed down in my family for centuries. We've been around for a very long time."
Yuri could recall all the history lessons she got as a kid, being taught about her heritage and everything that came with it. How to control her abilities and the consequences of failing at them. She wished she hadn't been born with this power, it might have saved her so much grief, but Yuri had been told she'd been born with unusually strong power within her.
There was no running from fate.
"All the women in my family know how to do this! My...mother taught me, as well as my grandma and others. I'm not much of a fighter, but I like to think...I'm good at protecting people...or maybe one day I will be good at it."
A note of sadness and uncertainty clung to her voice, though she put on a brave smile. Her recent loss still stung,
With the doll hooked to his chain he frees both hands and smiles at Yuri again. Spiritual stuff was all new to him. The Logical world? Hard sciences he knew, but spirituality was something very new to him, something he had only need attempting to embrace the last few years or so, free from the overbearing hands of his father.
"I think you're good at it now, Yuri!"
"Look at this! He wants a hug!" N approaches the Bewear
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