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TARGET ACQUIRED Ind. Genesect rp blog follows from nayensstrings Read rules first

[plasmonster]

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Independent Genesect rp blog written by Nayen!

Pfp is made by squishieeeeee on tumblr.

Rules are found here.

An exploration of: Defining selfworth by your creator's opinion, loyalty and the loss of it, growing doubt, festering resentment, raging against your programming, self discovery, deperation and selfhate, craving validation from your idols

Content warnings include: Medical content, animal (pokemon) abuse, animal (pokemon) death, indepth descriptions of medical processes and trauma relating to it, psychological abuse, fractured and/or frail sense of identity/self, potentially dissociation and tenuous grips on reality/unreality.

ART | HEADCANONS | INSPO

[nayensstrings]

semi hiatus bc im just feeling it rn but ill still occassionally peek in!

[downtrainmorelikegonetrain]

"OH..." Yeah this was not going according to plan at all. He put both of his hands up with his palms facing forward in surrender, his gaze rapidly switching back and forth between the pokemon that was seemed to be threatening him and the fire alarm on the wall. He didn't know if it was safe enough for him to move to pull it but he was pretty sure someone should definitely be pulling it right now, just in case. He needs an employee over here like RIGHT NOW...

"Sorry?" His voice came out higher than usual, pitch rising a bit towards the end and making the apology come out sounding more like a question than the statement he had intended. "There's no need for any of that. I promise. I just need you to leave the station's premises... Please."

[plasmonster]

Genesect's cameras followed Emmet's gaze, taking note of the fire alarm on the wall. Their cannon shifted onto their back, only half charging before shooting the alarm out of the wall, as the full charge wasn't needed here.

All that was left of the fire alarm was a smoldering hole in the wall.

Now, Genesect's head turned back to look at Emmet, the cannon however remained propped out on their back, ready to use, just in case.

That mechanical voice sounded out again, although now the sentence wasn't so much pre-recorded as it was made of cut-up words from multiple recorded sentences to form a custom one for Genesect to use.

"DON'T WANT TO LEAVE STATION."

[balancebonded]

The blast is deafening. Issac can feel the laser's heat on his back as he ducks, only narrowly avoiding the blast.

Reinhardt worms himself free of his partner's grip and stands between Issac and the strange pokémon while he recovers.

His ears are ringing. That must have been so loud they heard it all the way in Accumula. His phone has skidded across the floor, and even still he can make out Aurea's frantic questions. He fumbles for it on the ground even as the—the thing enters his house. Reinhardt's growl turns into a warning bark.

"Hello!? Aurea? I'm—I'm alive, but—"

Whatever was going on was very, very bad.

[plasmonster]

The Stoutland wriggling free of Isaac's grip and standing between him and Genesect only actually drew the bugdroid's attention in the first place. Amidst the wafting dust in the air, some more pieces of smoldering rubble crumbling from a nearby ledge in the ceiling in the background, builds itself up the cybernetic monstrum, giant red glowing eyes focusing on Reinhardt. Beeping noises rang thrice from Genesect's head as it leans just a little forward to inspect the dog pokemon.

That wasn't their target. Completely disregarding Reinhardt as if he didn't exist, Genesect shifted to look past him, watching Isaac with an intensity that wasn't natural. He was back on the phone again, clambering about on the ground as he was.

A pre-recorded message played when Genesect set out to reach out and grab Isaac by the shoulder.

"YOU ARE IN CUSTODY. DO NOT RESIST."

[plasmonster]

do not mind her towering form curling around genesect. her fur is soft and smells of moss and pollen. and, as if on cue, bushes of oran berries flourish around them. ❝ i enjoy spending time with you like this, my sweeting. ❞ (💙)

Oh, this was new.

And strange.

Were it not for Genesect already being still as salt normally a habit beaten into them by their masters, now would have been the moment they would've frozen as a reaction to the unfamiliar feeling of utter and sheer warmth and unconditional acceptance they were suddenly met with. Feelings they'd not known before, feelings that terrified them but that they yet still craved on a level that was buried from their active conscious by shame, normally.

Xerneas is so huge that even Genesect in their six feet splendor feelds dwarved. And yet there was zero sense of threat felt within any plate, any nut or bolt or screw of their body.

Slowly, hesitantly - as though afraid this was just a mirage and she would disappear any second and give way to them having failed yet another test - Genesect tried to relax into Xerneas' embrace, leaning back into her fur and reaching out for one of the bushes nearby, clearly not used to the motion, clumsy in picking any berry.

Something about Xerneas had this profound comforting effect on them that made Genesect want to trust and listen to her, a desire that so far only their creator had enjoyed of them.

"YOU ENJOY SPENDING TIME WITH ME?"

The voice was quiet, mechanical, and clearly hasn't been used before.

[plasmonster]

The growling of the stoutland paired with the flesh person's confused and sort of concerned look did little to deter Genesect from its path. Once they found themself at a satisfactory distance their head moved to ... almost lock on the window.

Before they lowered themselves onto all fours, glowing eyes eerily never stopping to keep the head focused on the window. Then she cannon on their back shifted and came into view - and started to glow on the inside.

LOADING.

[balancebonded]

Oh, it stopped? What was it—

"What the fu—!?"

Issac grabs hold of his Stoutland and drags him away from the window. He drags his partner away from the winow and hits the ground, abandoning his phone in the process.

[plasmonster]

-- which frankly was the smart decision.

Because not even half a second later, a ginormous flash of light preceeded an immense laser blowing a hole multiple feet wide in diameter through the entire house, missing both Isaac and his partner by barely a hair's width. The sound only seems to hit when the light flash is long gone, leaving smouldering remains of the house and its interior in its wake.

The cannon on Genesect's back folds back as though it had never been there, and the monster lifted itself to stand once more. With slow, methodical steps it steps through its selfmade entrance, glowing read eyes amidst the smoke and dust scanning for the inhabitants.

[diabotsis]

@plasmonster: Bold of you to assume the bug will not gun your dumb gay dragon down.

Bold of you to assume I care what happens to it.

[plasmonster]

You will when you are next.

[balancebonded]

Oh.

It was moving now.

It was moving towards the house.

Reinhardt hopped up onto his hind legs to investigate what was out the window and has since begun growling at the unwelcome pokémon. This may be more riled up than Issac had ever seen him, actually.

"Uh, hold on—it's moving this way now?" He gets the feeling he shouldn't drop the call... if nothing else, Aurea may be able to offer some insight if it comes to a battle. It wasn't like Issac had much skill in those. "Reinhardt is really worked up... It, uh doesn't look, normal? I think it's made of metal? It's sorta like... a scyther?"

He keeps watching the strange pokémon as it approaches, waiting to see what it does.

[plasmonster]

The growling of the stoutland paired with the flesh person's confused and sort of concerned look did little to deter Genesect from its path. Once they found themself at a satisfactory distance their head moved to ... almost lock on the window.

Before they lowered themselves onto all fours, glowing eyes eerily never stopping to keep the head focused on the window. Then she cannon on their back shifted and came into view - and started to glow on the inside.

LOADING.

[swimmingdeere]

[plasmonster]

"Curious." She was simply surveying today, nearby one of Keraunos' facilities. Readings from her personnel suggests something unregistered, yet could potentially be a false positive, yet here she was. Here is their 'false positive' not being so false at all.

And yet this unit is not the one she had 'fixed'. Not the one on Keraunos' database, either.

Not hers.

"... Query: Who authorized your activation?" She asked, almost immediately regarding to it like it is some sort of construct. Like some sort of... thing, with how she spoke as if dictating a command prompt.

Did the artificial being come from a third party that somehow also got the schematics to create it as she did, like vulture to carrion? Or was it something from one of Neo Plasma's littered corpses, and activated on its own free will?

...

She almost scoffed at the latter possibility. Almost.

-kxraunos

@kxraunos

It heard the command, and yet did not yield. It heard her authoritative tone and remained unfazed. For all the language that Genesect recognized, she was not their master. She was not their creator. And as such, she was not authorized to provide commands for them to follow, let alone to make queries of their databanks.

Conequentially, her query is met with defeaning silence whilst the monstrum observes the woman, its head tilted slightly to the side as though weighing wether or not she would be a threat, and if not, if she would be one of Plasma's enemies.

In that case, she would be a target.

[weisskunig-a]

🐤 [ plasmonster FOR GENESECT LMAO ]

Send me a 🐤 for a Tweet my muse would make about yours. / @plasmonster

[coeurlxss]

i love my bugy :)

[coeurlxss]

"sorry i'm lettin them be a free child :) they're allowed to do whatever they want*"

*AS LONG AS THE AUTHORITIES DON'T KNOW

[plasmonster]

VIOLENCE

[plasmonster]

@downtrain | Cont.

Oh, the flesh person is touching them. Ew, gross. Upon Emmet putting his hand on their shoulder, Genesect would begin to tremble under his palm, before shifting to move away from him by about one huge step, lance-like arms pointed at the man as their eyes blink their lights as though a warning sign.

"UNAUTHORIZED PHYSICAL CONTACT." The voice is remarkably artificial and sounds suspiciously like a pre-recorded message being repeated.

[plasmonster]

@coeurlxss SHAKES LITTLE BUG TREATS. PSPSPS WHERES MY LITTLE GUYYY WHERES MY FAVORITE LITTLE BUGGYYYY PSPSPSS

@coeurlxss

The huge insectoid monster cocks its head in surprise at it's creator shaking the treats at it. Was this a test? If it accepted the treat, would that be marked as failure to be nothing but a weapon?

But- maybe if it DIDN'T follow it's creator's order to accept the treats, maybe THAT would be failure? Yes, hmh, that must be it.

Genesect moves forward, hesitantly opening its mechanical maw to accept a potential reward for its well done services.

[plasmonster]

they’re looking at the weird bug. Then…

Ree pulls out some pokebeans as an offering.

@skullkxd

It's not reacting. If it took note of the pokebeans at all, it is not paying attention to them whatsoever, let alone accepting them.

It simply stares at Ree eerily, a faint whirring sound audible coming from somewhere inside it's big head.

[plasmonster]

@balancebonded | Cont.

The flesh person was talking to someone on it's phone. Merely hours prior, it and it's flesh pokemon partner had been unsettled by it before, and now that it noticed that Genesect was still there, it seemed to start growing concerned about their presence.

Good.

Genesect knew of its connection to this Heidi flesh person who had harmed Team Plasma. All of Plasma's enemies are to be destroyed.

If this flesh person was Heidi's progenitor, Heidi would inevitably be led back to it, so Genesect could find and fullfill it's purpose.

For the first time in hours, it's eyes' pulse like glow began to cease pulsing and it turned into a steady, even glow, and then, Genesect's legs began to move forward.

[plasmonster]

Gloria has never seen a pokemon like them before. Sure she has come across plenty of mechanical and electronic pokemon before. But nothing quite so... Artificial. Gloria debates moving closer for a moment only to realize that might frighten the unknown Pokemon away. So instead she slowly crouches down and extends her hand forward an attempt at a greeting.

@galarglory

There's no reaction at all from the pokemon as Gloria attempts to greet them. They're as still as a stone pillar almost, and had Gloria been able to read their thoughts, there would have been... a strange lack of anything referring to themselves as an individual.

Genesect watched her, unflinchingly. Internal processes would not allow for curiousity or fear. Those would mark them a failure again, and be in need of 'fixing'.

But, not having been given an order by their masters as they had been, Genesect - regretfully - found their thoughts wandering. Wondering what this child was attempting to do. Wondering she looked at them the way she did.

She hadn't given them reason to attack... or really react at all. And so they were a silent observer.

For now.