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Explore the adventurous lifestyle of two best friends, a Delphox named Baron and a Grimmsnarl named Anester. [ASKS: 2] ( This is a SIDE BLOG, I will send asks from my main account @rosendark )

[pokemonmercenaryspies]

Welcome to the Pokemon Mercenary Spies blog!

This blog is set in a film noir-esque style world in Castelia City, primarily, but it does move from city to city. The primary protagonists are Anester the Grimmsnarl and Baron the Thievul/Zoroark.

Be sure to check out the RULES and ASK HINTS pages, or even have a skim of the past plots!

Ask box: OPEN

Current arc: Crime Roots

[WARNING]

This blog does contains themes of criminal activity, corruption of justice, blood, swearing, adult themes, weapon use, violence and other such themes that come with crime. Every sensitive theme will be tagged appropriately.

[ask-the-wishmaster]

Farewell

Figured I'd make a post to say I am officially retiring from ask blogging for good, and probably from Pokemon in general. This has been a special interest of mine for over a decade, and it's been fun, truly. I made great friends, had some fun memories and my creative brain was stimulated in ways that I never thought possible. I only have you guys to thank for it.

Thank you for entertaining my stories and characters, for being there through my OCs' journeys, and for helping me grow as a person. I've learned a lot about myself through Dimitri, and have expanded on him and other characters I made in the process.

I've lost friends, but made new ones along the way, and to those who stuck with me for years, thank you from the bottom of my heart. Because my special interests and hyperfixations have changed, I cannot in good conscience keep this blog running, or any of my other blogs for that matter. That's not to say they'll be deleted, they won't be, they'll still be up for the world to see, but I will be closing asks on them indefinitely. The characters will all still remain, but what I do with them will depend on how I feel, but I will not be doing anything Pokemon related anymore.

Anyway, if you made it this far, thank you for reading my little tangent, I love you all dearly, and farewell. May 2024 bring you all joy and better memories. Goodbye, до свидания 🖤

[pokemonmercenaryspies]

“Get on with your point, Charles.” Baron responded firmly. He was in a sour enough mood as is, he didn’t have time for games.

The purple fox before him smirked with a little chuckle, raising his hands up briefly.

“Alright alright, I’ll get to it. You got some commendable willpower there~”

Baron silently listened to the details given to him, keeping them in mind so he could write them down later. He slowly took the photo slid in his direction, looking at the angled shot of the dark figure in the image. There was no face, only clothing and hair length to go off of. He looked up at Charles.

“Do you have any other CCTV photos of this man?” he asked, to which the Gothitelle hybrid shook his head, a smirk on his lips.

Baron sighed at this.

[ Charles is now available for asks ]

[pokemonmercenaryspies]

“...”

[pokemonmercenaryspies]

While the working street Pokemon minded their own business or tried soliciting, Baron kept his eyes glued to the GPS on his phone. The text that was sent to Hannibal was meant for him, but once that error was corrected, the hybrid was on the move for his mission. 

- The following plot with Baron will contain the following topics: money laundering and financial crimes, blood, violence, mentions of sex work and prostitution, and imprisonment  -

[ Baron is out on his mission - askable ] [ Anester is temporarily unavailable for asks ]   

[askstreetsofcastelia]

RUSH:

“Do we look like we need a damn babysitter? Man, fuck off.”

(( @pokemonmercenaryspies ))

[pokemonmercenaryspies]

As the disguised Thievul grumbled, he moved on reluctantly through the dark Castelia streets. He had something important waiting for him...

[pokemonmercenaryspies]

“The El Vive is lookin’ pretty good right now~”

[pokemonmercenaryspies]

As the moon’s light blared brightly, the Lunala’s transparent body allowed some rays to reflect on the elder Grimmsnarl before her. Some of the light pierced through the twinkling stars on her wings, reflecting onto Armando. The chilly wind coursed through his hair, the blood lifted from his shirt. Armando was the last of his family to see Garnette. He was to conclude the ritual for another year.

Patiently, he let the large bat diety take what she needed from him: the blood he drank. Light streams escaped his eyes, his chest and his mouth as the goddess bestowed her promised gift. The streams made their beeline directly into the glittering globe that was the Lunala’s head, swirling within the blue galactic pattern before slowly dissipating. It was complete at last, and Armando’s ever long life was extended further. 

“Send my regards to Luna~” the deity spoke with some sarcasm and a teasing tone, which made Armando sigh with a smile, bowing his head in some embarrassment before nodding to her. The Lunala chuckled at this.

“I will, Garnette, thank you again,” The Grimmsnarl replied.

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[ The D’Amelio party event has concluded! ]

[pokemonmercenaryspies]

Was that a smirk on Hannibal’s lips? Even if small, the Weavile hybrid would definitely be able to see it in the dark corner they sat in. The trembling Grimmsnarl didn’t even question how this lady knew Anester, he knew that his oldest brother knew some… characters. Characters he didn’t like, quite frankly, but this one seemed nice at least, so Hannibal let it slide. Perhaps she and Anester could cross paths while she was at their mansion. At the very least, for now, he could try and be hospitable.

“I hope you’re well too, at least,” he began, a little awkwardly, “feel free to have a roam of our mansion. Anester should be floating around as well if you want to find him,”

[ @ask-theunderworld ]

[ask-theunderworld]

“You have a good head on your shoulders., don’t you worry about me. Just try to take care now that you’re free from all that shit yeah? Take it easy now. You probably know where to find me if you need to have some further business taken care of.” Bonnie spoke calmly, slowly rising from the couch and dusting off her coat. Anester was nearby, according to him, so she figured she would wander the massive home for a bit to see if she bumped into him. She figured she would check up on him and see if he had any extra work.

[pokemonmercenaryspies]

The little red haired boy began bouncing in place as he waited for his cousin, who glanced at Pan some more.

“You’re really cool and magical looking. Are you a fairy?” she asked curiously before deciding to introduce herself and the other Morgrem holding her shoulder. “My name is Estrella, and this is Duke,”

[ @neverlandfaerai ]

[neverlandfaerai]

[pokemonmercenaryspies]

“Too many. His tusks now grow so fast due to the constant trimmin’ at the hospital,“ Yersinia said with a pained chuckle. 

“So uh, ye’, no, we cannot stop. Hannibal has been in many comas due to tryin’, it’s a miracle he’s still kickin’, resilient bugger he is~”

[ @askthesteelgrayadmin ]

[pokemonmercenaryspies]

“Too many. His tusks now grow so fast due to the constant trimmin’ at the hospital,“ Yersinia said with a pained chuckle. 

“So uh, ye’, no, we cannot stop. Hannibal has been in many comas due to tryin’, it’s a miracle he’s still kickin’, resilient bugger he is~”

[ @askthesteelgrayadmin ]

[pokemonmercenaryspies]

“She can usually tell who drank from the splatters on the shirt, but can also sense who is lying. She not only checks the shirt splatters, but whether there is blood in our stomachs, and thus only gives the 50 years to those who have both,”

[ @luckystravels ]

[pokemonmercenaryspies]

“She can usually tell who drank from the splatters on the shirt, but can also sense who is lying. She not only checks the shirt splatters, but whether there is blood in our stomachs, and thus only gives the 50 years to those who have both,”

[ @luckystravels ]

[pokemonmercenaryspies]

Was that a smirk on Hannibal’s lips? Even if small, the Weavile hybrid would definitely be able to see it in the dark corner they sat in. The trembling Grimmsnarl didn’t even question how this lady knew Anester, he knew that his oldest brother knew some... characters. Characters he didn’t like, quite frankly, but this one seemed nice at least, so Hannibal let it slide. Perhaps she and Anester could cross paths while she was at their mansion. At the very least, for now, he could try and be hospitable.

“I hope you’re well too, at least,” he began, a little awkwardly, “feel free to have a roam of our mansion. Anester should be floating around as well if you want to find him,”

[ @ask-theunderworld ]

[pokemonmercenaryspies]

“I’m no vampire lord, my good sir, I only know of my family’s needs and our species, however what I can say for certain is that vampirism comes in a multitude of forms. I can very easily imagine Grass-type vampirism like yours.” the elder Grimmsnarl spoke softly. “My and my family’s species are mostly comprised of Foreign Drinkers, and we don’t consume blood to survive either, which is why I believe you might be a different species that has similar characteristics, given your typing being different from us too.”

He paused, resting his chin on the back of his hand again.

“Say, what symptoms do you experience when you don’t have a feed on time? If you don’t mind indulging my curiosity,”

[ @askbohemiancompany ]

[pokemonmercenaryspies]

The little red haired boy began bouncing in place as he waited for his cousin, who glanced at Pan some more.

“You’re really cool and magical looking. Are you a fairy?” she asked curiously before deciding to introduce herself and the other Morgrem holding her shoulder. “My name is Estrella, and this is Duke,”

[ @neverlandfaerai ]