STAR DESTROYER.

"in a perfect world, I would be perfect, world." - kendrick lamar --- indie/sel. commander jupiter (read rules before interacting)

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Now (re)introducing: GALACTIC COMMANDER JUPITER!

After being promoted from sideblog status by Dan, this indie, selective, and gameverse-influenced portrayal of Jupiter is ready to cause some more trouble… 

Please read this blog’s rules (and check out Jupiter’s history) before interacting!

Please reblog and/or like this post and I’ll check you out!

[pridepoisoned]

ooc. mildew is making me want to get back on here again...

[s-nnoh]

[kissakiced]

Struck with the urge to just cut her off, Suzuna can’t help letting out an incredulous laugh the second she hears “still so bitter” fall from Jupiter’s poisonous tongue… But instead, Suzu holds her own, feeling her nails dig into her palms as she clenches her hands. There’s really no need to be polite to someone so repugnant as an ex-Galactic Commander, an unrepentant one at that… And yet, she stews quietly in her rapidly-building anger, she forces herself to listen, and she chooses to gracefully let the other say her piece, spout her bullshit, while a thousand possible retorts cross through her mind.

“You think I won’t spend the rest of my life regretting that I wasn’t there?” the Gym Leader snaps once it’s her turn to speak… And boy does she have a lot to say! However, in consideration of Jupiter’s precious time, because Suzuna is such a thoughtful person, she will try to be selective with her words. Try to.

“I don’t need you to remind me that I let Barry and Uxie down.” After all this time, it still threatens to choke her up just thinking about it… Good thing she can’t actually dwell for the time being, since there’s plenty of thoughts waiting to be voiced! “And no, screw you, do not tell me not to be upset with you! Doesn’t matter how many years it’s been, I have every right to stay bitter and holier-than-thou with a bunch of lunatics who tried killing the universe! But you…!” She jabs a finger at Jupiter. “You’re acting like I’m irrational here, like all you did was steal a little candy!”

Well, it’s suddenly beginning to dawn on her that she is, in fact, being irrational… Because she should’ve known better than to engage in conversation with this lost cause of a human being. Suzuna knows, now, that she’s said enough, maybe too much. She knows she’s only managed to waste her breath on someone who does not deserve it, someone who will never change, someone who obviously gets a kick out of pushing other people’s buttons…

But Suzu’s mouth refuses to stop yapping just yet. One more retort. She’s too far in to leave without repaying the insults… Without at least trying to provoke Jupiter back!

“And y’know, I’m not sure that all of us got what we wanted in the end,” Suzuna scoffs. “Barry and Hikari whooped your butt on Spear Pillar, didn’t they? Along with your friend with the red hair?” A rhetorical question! Suzuna was there when it happened, catching glimpses of their two-on-two while she and her colleagues were subduing the Grunts… What she didn’t get to see, sad to say, was the goofy, satisfied grin that must have been plastered on Barry’s face after his well-deserved revenge. “I also heard Hika trounced you one last time on Stark Mountain, before you fled for good… So you failed out of Sinnoh. Unlike Barry, unlike me, there’s never gonna be a comeback for you. You’ll never be as successful as you were with Cyrus!”

[pridepoisoned]

"temper temper, suzuna..." eris purrs, her soft voice still sweet like poisoned honey. "my my, you seem to have inherited hikari's nasty tongue. along with her annoying zealotry. how tragic."

"you're right, of course. galactic did fail. but, make no mistake, I gladly cooperated with authorities, served my time, and then left sinnoh of my own accord. your stifling region is of little interest to me, anymore." she narrows her eyes, glasses glinting. "funnily enough, devon corporation welcomed me with open arms soon after. let me truly spread my wings. and now? I'm more successful than I've ever been. because I've decided to fully seize my second chance."

her smile widens. she is loving this, still so poisonous after all these years. every word is meant to be a venomous sting.

"...you sense it too, don't you? while other regions have moved ahead with inter-dimensional portals, futuristic metropolises, and space exploration, sinnoh stubbornly clings to the past. an obsession with draconian standards and myth. galactic's revolution was so effective because sinnohans were ready for any change at all." eris laughs. "when hikari defeated us, I know the government was happy--they kicked cynthia to the background to crown their new savior, right away. now your wife is their perfect little puppet, isn't she? model citizen. paragon. you must be so proud."

"you can believe in your heroic dichotomy all you want, suzuna. but, if matters of good and evil are settled so simply...then why am I still on top?"

[pridepoisoned]

-> logs on to jupiter for the first time in a hot minute -> immediately goes for the jugular

[kissakiced]

@pridepoisoned replied:

:)

“Usually I love seeing people smile, especially if it’s directed at me, but I don’t wanna see yours!” Jupiter you are such a shitty person oh my god.

[pridepoisoned]

"...mm. still so bitter after all these years, suzuna? and still so righteous...to an annoying, childish degree. sinnoh's 'savior' must be rubbing off on you."

"don't be upset with me because you couldn't protect your own surroundings. I merely saw a weakness, and I...exploited it." the former commander smiles, still reveling in the satisfaction of snaring uxie all those years ago. "lake acuity will always be the site of your failure as a gym leader...but at least you got what you wanted in the end. I suppose we all did, hm?"

"yes, hikari's coattails must be nice and warm. how cozy for you."

[dawnblazr]

like a marionette, with curiosity bleeding her a slow &. merciless death on the strings with which she is moved . had it any emotion for this one - among - many, it may feel pity, for the way that she runs herself ragged . so many have done it before . so many will do so in the future . it is but a matter of time . &. death, o' death, is a patient thing .

the lights above groan, wiring buckling under the pressure of death's presence &. it is a fair miracle itself the irons holding light to ceiling do not crumple soon after . sparks rain as falling stars upon the black of its presence, as though it were the very shower that brought infinity unto this world— if only eris evans had the knowledge of the cosmos, to appreciate how alike this situation is . but she is a mortal, &. as mortals are often wont to do, she falters in the face of the unknown .

it must applaud her— some lose their mind looking upon the form of destruction alive, driven to the edge of lunacy &. send themselves the last way careening unto madness . she is strong of mind, of this is knows . it draws impossibly nearer, bringing with it the chill of the dark beyond that emanates alongside the infinite energy— but more troublingly so, bringing with it the quiet . the dying groans of technology within the room as it all at once overclocked, the thrum of the ac unit stuttering along on its last legs as though it seeks to follow the one running it into the dirt, even the rush of water choked to a dribble &. forgotten in the wake of alarms .

it is not silent, no ... but it is deafened . so far &. away, like it is heard through cotton, first, &. then through a wall, like the ambiance is in another room, playing fly on the wall to the clarity of the yveltal's voice when the shadow alive speaks .

❝ a warning . a portent . know you how close you are to me, eris evans ? ❞ in the dark there is only its eyes, devilish white - blue, to illuminate . to barely suggest at the movement of its shapeless form . the drag of claws along the ground . her life is as a thread now, worn &. wearied to a threadbare shield keeping life within .

it thinks, in its boundless wisdom, that if it made even the slightest tug, she would unravel in spectacular fashion— nothing left in this laboratory basement save for the equipment, left just as dead as the one who once roamed its hall .

its eyes, pits of ice an anchor point in the inky black, draw near— its head must be leaning in, but the tales say yveltal has a beak &. there is no keratin skewering through flesh yet . ❝ your heart— it may soon give out, if your body does not pass it by first . i will be here to keep you company when it does . ❞ how long has she gone without sleep ? how long without a proper meal ? water ? socialization ? sunlight ? she is as a flower down here, withering under neglect, &. o' death awaits to pluck her bones one by one . ❝ after all you have accomplished, do you wish to die here eris evans ? ❞

[pridepoisoned]

after a near-decade of inflicting terror upon others, it seems only right that the former commander's karmic balance comes due. here, frozen within this inky, smothering darkness (with only those icy eyes to serve as chilling beacons, anchors to a rapidly fracturing reality), ERIS EVANS is finally forced to reckon with her insignificance in the face of the true unknowable.

it is terrifying, and yet...oddly fascinating. peaceful. she is reminded of that lake acuity mission from a lifetime ago, braving the storms that routinely battered route 217. one never forgets the gentle, tempting nature of hypothermia settling deep into bone. death's slow embrace. once more, eris's arms feel heavy and sluggish as her trembling hand adjusts her glasses. the familiar, hypothermic condition--waiting for her surrender. when she speaks into the void again, the scientist's crisp voice has withered into something soft and feeble.

"I won't die here."

her voice cracks. arceus, she sounds pathetic. but, at the same time, something resilient, defiant, and terrifying gnashes within eris's soul. cloying fear. insatiable hunger. for a moment, her manicured fingers even brush against her belt, searching for capsules. as if they could help push the unfathomable away from this plane. as yveltal leans forward, eris braces against the wall, her hand grasping for the eyewash station and using it to stagger unevenly back to her feet...even as she can feel herself deteriorating, the thread of her life dangling before beak and claw. still, even hunched and sweating and perhaps still doomed, she stands.

"I can't die here, so please...!" desperation colors her fearful tone now. please what? please don't kill me. don't end it. please, give me more time. I'll do anything for more time, so please don't--

breathing is growing difficult. eris feels herself slumping again. her eyes flick towards the monitors, machines, and data. her hoard. there is still so much to know.

"please, don't...I'm not ready, I--" and eris evans finally starts to cry.

"there's still so much to do."

[pridepoisoned]

@crueliste replied to your post “drinking a murky, sinister drink from the main...”:

oh my gggooddddd can i get some pretty please

​"no. on both counts. no energy drinks, and especially no weird guardian water." (she's worried proton might accidentally unlock some new powers. as if he needed more.)

"you've got to stop bypassing security by phasing through the irradiated walls. it's bad for our image."

[pridepoisoned]

drinking a murky, sinister drink from the main office fridge: okay to do. probably. old energy drinks won't go bad when we reset the world right

drinking a murky, sinister drink from the hq lab fridge: do not do. that's test tube stuff. that's dirty lake guardian water that we dunked the chain in and now that you've sipped it? you're guilty by association. total grunt move

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[pridepoisoned]

f is for forward / drabble for @electrivolt's galactic verse

"this is such a waste of my time. you're like...an untamed shinx. but somehow, even less intimidating."

they're in the galactic interrogation room again, with jupiter standing in front of a flickering monitor. in front of her sits volkner, fidgeting and bloodied, bound tightly to a metal seat. jeleva perches by the door, beady eyes watching this sordid tradition unfold.

"galactic's plans are coming to a head, but you're still being such a distraction. I'd love to be doing anything else, but cyrus has assigned you to be my little project. it's like he knows I'm the only one who can bring you to heel." jupiter murmurs every venomous word with barely-restrained glee, every syllable an attempt to worm her way deeper into volkner's fractured psyche. to remind him of his place as galactic's reluctant double agent.

"if it were up to me, I'd just have you disappeared altogether. but, even with your reputation on shaky ground, sinnoh still needs a functioning face for its gym, I suppose...and galactic still needs to feign innocence for a bit longer." jupiter advances then, grasping volkner by his nape with a gloved hand. the commander's grip is firm, possessive and cruel. "now that the guardians have been captured, you've served your purpose. even as you bite at your leash, galactic moves forward. you'd be wise to stay in line like a good dog..."

jupiter forces volkner to look at the monitor projection. grainy surveillance feeds illuminate the oreburgh mines, oreburgh gym, the museum...galactic truly has eyes everywhere by now. (in part, thanks to him.) the commander's smile is chilling, sharp. caustic, just like every part of her.

"need I remind you? this can get so much worse."

[pridepoisoned]

<- tfw infinity energy is mainstream again 😈

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also it is hilarious to me how a second kalos game has come out which shows again how infinity energy is morally terrible...and meanwhile devon corp is using it to power luxury high rises and missiles in hoenn. 😇

they really are pokemon's mega-capitalist meta/amazon/ai slop-esque corp, huh.

[pridepoisoned]

<- tfw infinity energy is mainstream again 😈

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devon corp has a turbulent history to say the least. beginning as a much-loved regional passion project, joseph stone's company soon evolved into a technological megacorp, known for its boundless pursuit of humanitarian services, goods, and ambitions. devon grew to swallow almost all of rustboro, and its research outgrew the very earth as well. as chief sponsor of the mossdeep space station, devon was able to use its nearly bottomless coffers to fund numerous space expeditions and exploratory initiatives. devon was hoenn's pride & joy. the cutting-edge science facility aiming to save the world. who wouldn't support that?

critics would accuse devon of pushing through unethical experiments in the name of science, in underground satellite labs. such dissenters were silenced, not by devon, but by manipulated public opinion and an elite public relations team. to the average hoennite, devon is trying to build a better future and has done so, with various pokeball inventions and the mauville heights project being chief examples.

the delta incident rattled devon to its core, but--thanks in part to public relations and their pre-existing reputation--the megacorp quickly recovered from the shameful, intergalactic overstep.

since said delta incident, devon has invested even more into infinity energy (hiding the unsavory experiments belowground) and surveillance systems in the form of drones and cameras, promising 'more security' for hoennites.

yes, despite its insidiousness and shadier activity, devon corp stands tall as a testament to the facts that (a) money runs the world, and (b) you can be too big and too ingrained into a region to fail. and helping to helm this reborn empire behind the scenes or in front of a camera? is her.

team galactic's most reformed commander.

who doesn't love a second chance?

[distortsverity]

AU where Hikari decides Jupiter ( @pridepoisoned ) has been free for long enough and acts to fix it in the worst possible way.

❝ Time is short and I’ll be brief.

Devon Corp’s President Stone suffered a fatal heart attack earlier this evening. Simultaneously, the research team dispatched by Stone to take delivery of your Absorber technology was neutralized, outside Rustboro.

And I gave the order. And I can give the same order to end your life where you breathe, at the same coordinates to which I am sending this message. You’d do well to keep that in mind.

Eris Evans, there were two people in the entire universe who could sanction and protect your clandestine energy projects. But now Mister Stone is dead. I can assure you, I am the only possible “ friend ” you have left. Do not test my resolve on this.

So, Jupiter . . . You will clean up any messes you've made, for me. You will return to Sinnoh alone. You will await my instructions.

And you will get the fuck back to work. ❞

[pridepoisoned]

you know team galaxy gang is smoking on that murky and sinister type shit