Hello! I'm new here. I saw a few other Pokémon accounts on here and they all had introductions, so here's mine.
I'm a Pokémon in Unova working (and living) at a lab. My species and location are secret, at least for now. I don't want to get the lab in trouble. They study materials science, I help run experiments and edit their drafts.
Yes I work in a lab! But no I'm not qualified to help you with science, at all! The only things I know how to do here are follow instructions from the researchers, and correct their writing. I've caught on to some of the scientific topics they study, but only surface level. I am by no means an expert on anything related to materials science.
It can be somewhat boring at the lab since I live here full time, so I decided to finally make a Rotomblr account so I could participate in the random threads I stumble upon from other web sites. Pardon as I learn how to use the site and the local jargon.
I've learned quite a bit since I first wrote the above introduction. I am now competent with arithmetic and some other forms of mathematics!
This is a roleplay blog by @antipokecenter
Pokémon IRL blog if you couldn't tell. All posts/reblogs/etc. are in character unless specified.
The character (muse) doesn't really understand what fallers (characters from other worlds) or eebies (humans turned Pokémon) are, nor do they know what "alternate universes" are. You may interact, but they will assume you are from a different region in the case of fallers/alternate universe characters (like Mystery Dungeon Pokémon), or will generally be suspicious and confused if you claim to be an eeby.
The mail gimmicks are all disabled, since the muse is trying to lay low and not dox themself. No mailing items, dreams, no magic. I made the userboxes above, you can use them for whatever, no need to credit.
The character and I are both adults, some NSFW is fine but I don't intend on this blog being solely NSFW.
The blog will be set in somewhat of an alternate universe:
The games, anime, manga, and especially Pokédex will be considered unreliable propaganda.
The real world is much larger than is depicted in this propaganda, so there are many more cities in Unova than is depicted in the games or anime, for instance.
The vast majority of Pokémon are sapient (similar intelligence to humans) and can understand human speech if they spend enough time with them. This means that trained Pokémon by and large are able to understand their trainers almost entirely.
The converse is also true, humans can learn how to understand Pokémon, but this is rare, because;
Humans are prejudiced against Pokémon and human society does not afford them most rights.
As such there will be themes of systemic oppression throughout this blog.
Each Pokémon species has an entire set of languages much like how humans IRL have many different languages, but within a region most members of a given species speak mostly the same language, and in many cases multiple species may speak the same language.
Exoskeletons are actually pretty flexible on some pokemon and joltik especially love to squish themselves into tight spaces. And you have to have some flexibility for that.
Some pokemon with exoskeletons are able to flatten themselves slightly as well like combee who kinda have to, to fit in the combs
You'll find most pokemon with exoskeletons hidden in small crevices and squished up against rock and such.
That does make sense. My only up-close experience with any exoskeletoned creature has been Luna, a Joltik. I doubt she would allow me to press her enough to see if she were flexible, even if she were here.
Exoskeletons are actually pretty flexible on some pokemon and joltik especially love to squish themselves into tight spaces. And you have to have some flexibility for that.
Some pokemon with exoskeletons are able to flatten themselves slightly as well like combee who kinda have to, to fit in the combs
You'll find most pokemon with exoskeletons hidden in small crevices and squished up against rock and such.
That does make sense. My only up-close experience with any exoskeletoned creature has been Luna, a Joltik. I doubt she would allow me to press her enough to see if she were flexible, even if she were here.
Yeah, it’s ambiguous phrasing that doesn’t work well without context and/or tone to help with parsing meaning.
Also the straightforward meaning can be lost in the euphemism, which sucks because cuddling with friends is a thing I do and sometimes we fall asleep together.
It's especially awkward since I've spent most of my life literally sleeping with others. One of the greatest shocks of transitioning to life here was sleeping alone. I've overcome it now, but at first it was a very new and off-putting experience. A feeling of being ultimately vulnerable, unconscious for hours if you let yourself fall asleep, open to harm from anything.
I'm still somewhat surprised that humans do not usually sleep with others who are not their... preferred partner. I still don't know how best to translate that. Regardless, I'm (perhaps too) used to the concept of sleeping alone, theoretically and practically, but it's still surprising how seemingly innate the practice is to humans considering how often they seem to complain about fear of the dark, night terrors, etc.
I've slept alone ever since infancy, and I can tell you... sleeping with my girlfriend, like, regular ass sleeping, while she cuddles me, really really hit hard in a positive manner.
That said, if you have mostly slept alone, sleeping alone doesn't typically feel that bad. Many who have prefer it actually, for privacy reasons.
Yeah, it’s ambiguous phrasing that doesn’t work well without context and/or tone to help with parsing meaning.
Also the straightforward meaning can be lost in the euphemism, which sucks because cuddling with friends is a thing I do and sometimes we fall asleep together.
It's especially awkward since I've spent most of my life literally sleeping with others. One of the greatest shocks of transitioning to life here was sleeping alone. I've overcome it now, but at first it was a very new and off-putting experience. A feeling of being ultimately vulnerable, unconscious for hours if you let yourself fall asleep, open to harm from anything.
I'm still somewhat surprised that humans do not usually sleep with others who are not their... preferred partner. I still don't know how best to translate that. Regardless, I'm (perhaps too) used to the concept of sleeping alone, theoretically and practically, but it's still surprising how seemingly innate the practice is to humans considering how often they seem to complain about fear of the dark, night terrors, etc.
I've slept alone ever since infancy, and I can tell you... sleeping with my girlfriend, like, regular ass sleeping, while she cuddles me, really really hit hard in a positive manner.
That said, if you have mostly slept alone, sleeping alone doesn't typically feel that bad. Many who have prefer it actually, for privacy reasons.
Yeah, it’s ambiguous phrasing that doesn’t work well without context and/or tone to help with parsing meaning.
Also the straightforward meaning can be lost in the euphemism, which sucks because cuddling with friends is a thing I do and sometimes we fall asleep together.
It's especially awkward since I've spent most of my life literally sleeping with others. One of the greatest shocks of transitioning to life here was sleeping alone. I've overcome it now, but at first it was a very new and off-putting experience. A feeling of being ultimately vulnerable, unconscious for hours if you let yourself fall asleep, open to harm from anything.
I'm still somewhat surprised that humans do not usually sleep with others who are not their... preferred partner. I still don't know how best to translate that. Regardless, I'm (perhaps too) used to the concept of sleeping alone, theoretically and practically, but it's still surprising how seemingly innate the practice is to humans considering how often they seem to complain about fear of the dark, night terrors, etc.
Yeah, it’s ambiguous phrasing that doesn’t work well without context and/or tone to help with parsing meaning.
Also the straightforward meaning can be lost in the euphemism, which sucks because cuddling with friends is a thing I do and sometimes we fall asleep together.
It's especially awkward since I've spent most of my life literally sleeping with others. One of the greatest shocks of transitioning to life here was sleeping alone. I've overcome it now, but at first it was a very new and off-putting experience. A feeling of being ultimately vulnerable, unconscious for hours if you let yourself fall asleep, open to harm from anything.
I'm still somewhat surprised that humans do not usually sleep with others who are not their... preferred partner. I still don't know how best to translate that. Regardless, I'm (perhaps too) used to the concept of sleeping alone, theoretically and practically, but it's still surprising how seemingly innate the practice is to humans considering how often they seem to complain about fear of the dark, night terrors, etc.
If it's like here, it's mostly kids who had "first catch" in their region after establishment of a dex database writing the entires in really bizarre academic priority prioritization. The pokedex is basically useless.
Felt like doodling a Buizel for you all today! Every time I look at this little guy I think about the summer. Guess I can thank the Pokémon Ranger movie for that one, used to watch the DVD all the time when I was little.
I still don't truly understand the purpose. Humans invented categories, added restrictions on what the categories were allowed to do, now they're removing the restrictions and celebrate it every year. Intellectually I understand why, but also, this is silly. At least it's an excuse for a couple of the businesses in town to set out color coded ornamental flower displays.
Yesterday, after finishing the "work" I had slated for the day, I went off into the woods to swim in the river. It is some distance away, but it is manageable for me to walk it in one go. As I had feared (I fear the fear?), when I was at the edge of the managed property, about to enter the trees and brush, I couldn't go further. I ultimately managed to force myself ahead after a period of internal struggle. I think the shame of what I was doing, standing petrified at the sight of nature, worsened my ability to actually do something.
Once I was in the woods proper I wasn't so scared. Instead I was very paranoid. I apologize to any Scolipede who may encounter my blog, but your species truly frightens me. Thankfully I encountered none on this short journey. In fact, I encountered few Pokémon at all, at least during the walk.
I did see a single Deerling, though they were far, perhaps 50 or more meters away. The most numerous terrestrial Pokémon were Joltik. There were several which followed me a short distance. I tried speaking with them but none responded, at least in any way I could understand. Perhaps Luna is an anomaly.
Looking into the water was surreal. I was wearing nothing, my necklace and the entry card I was carrying were on a rock and I had purposefully left my phone and coat behind. It felt unnatural, like a dream, but it was natural. It's the most natural thing I could do. I tapped the water with my hind paws, feet I suppose, then transitioned to a quadrupedal stance and stepped in until I floated. Thinking back on it, I'm surprised I walked the entire way to the river bipedally, even more surprised that I didn't even realize I did until now.
It took a few strokes for me to remember how to swim properly. There were a few moments where I thought I should take off; zig-zag upstream to where my kind were likely to be and never see the lab ever again. Each of these thoughts had a visceral, automatic response by my imagination of a human jumping out from a tree and catching me, which kept me near the necklace. It was a conflicting experience. My body enjoyed finally being in the water after so long. My mind was indecisively battling itself, all while thinking that there could be things I could be filling my time with instead, "work."
Human society and my pitiful position within it ultimately won out. After about twenty minutes of wading around with occasional sprints I climbed onto the bank, tried to shake and brush the water off, then took my things and left. I had hidden a towel behind the flowers I'm not supposed to eat, so once I returned to the campus I was able to dry more of my fur off before entering the building. There was an intern from another department at the lab when I returned, so I convinced him to dry my back and sides off completely.
