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[punkypest]

☣︎ punkypest.

... Meet Nox, a Gengar raised by two Haunters from an egg and eternally on the run from Team Rocket. He's a skittish but bold mon with a big appetite. Eternally wild, he carries his pokeball with him as he steals and explores to get by. Maybe you'll catch a glimpse of him someday.

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Tagged by Gengar, 21+. 18+ muns only, open to crossovers, OCs, etc. Mutuals only, semi-selective. Everything I use for graphics are credited in my main rentry. You can also find me at...

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[ghastlymusings]

\\ If you're seeing this, you survived the purge. I tried to give some leniency for people who haven't been active in a while, but if we didn't talk at all or my purge post wasn't liked, I went ahead and hard blocked. Thanks for sticking around, those of you left.

[ghastlymusings]

Hey actually I want to clean up followers. Like this if you want to continue interacting. I'll reblog this to all of my blogs. If we talk consistently, you don't need to like this.

[sillymuses]

@punkypest

"Well, aren't you petrifying." Not to mention cool looking. The ghoulish monster leans ever so slightly closer as she hovers about in the air. The question was how friendly was this other entity if at all? A curious but hopeful wave of her fingers occurs.

[punkypest]

Nox's eyes follow the spectral lady's voice, tilting his head back to look up at her, ears perking in interest. Another ghost, now this was something he could get behind! And she was purple!! Yay for purple!

Nox chuckles, his eyes narrowing as he floats up to look her over. The chubby ghost floats around her a little, tail wiggling in intrigue. He didn't typically like being seen as scary, but just for this moment... he was fine with being gassed up a little. She was pretty cool looking herself, he doesn't think he's seen a ghost like her before.

... Gar! ,,

Right, she can't understand him. It's fine, he waves his little stubby clawed hand at her in return. What was she doing here anyways...? He looks around for some sort of portal, as she had just kind of appeared... as ghosts do, of course, but he was still curious. His hand lifts to his mouth, a small thinking frown on his face. He looks at her one again, ears perking taller as he... somewhat struggles to telepathically talk back. He points at himself as the thought enters her head.

... Nox! ,,

[ghastlymusings]

I've updated my interest checker a little, go fill that out if you haven't already.

[velvet-voiced]

Spinel gave the Pokeball handed to him a quick inspection. It was rough, slightly damaged in places. How long has this Gengar held onto it? If there is a story here, he wanted to hear it. Such is where his desire for knowledge lead him.

But it would have to wait. His new team member appeared to be in pain, and the source of which was made clear to him very quickly. A look towards him, a point to his vehicle. The suffering Nox was clearly enduring... Were his electronics the cause of this? In that case, he's pleased. Ghost Types are sneaky, and this Pokemon likely would have escaped if not for the interference.

"How difficult for you," he notes with another small chuckle. "I use this type of technology all the time. You may have to adjust."

He doesn't give Nox time to answer before the Pokeball is used to 'recall' him. Confirmation needed that this was his own. And now, Spinel's usual action followed; he had Beheeyem use Teleport to return them to Exceed.

Turning off the power to his van was out of the question. He was right in the middle of some work, and the results were important. Instead, he has taken this elsewhere; his office. A location which does hold some technology in the form of a computer, and other added monitors, but he hoped it wouldn't be as much of an issue.

Nox would get little chance to rest, his Pokeball opened as soon as they arrived.

"Let's see if this allows some clearer thoughts."

"Umbri..."

Umbreon lowered itself to the ground, waiting... It never liked other Pokemon being dragged into all this.

[punkypest]

The rest was well accepted. It gave him time to think, on where his life was going now. Where he would end up, what the man would... make him do. He would have time to talk to his new friend, too. The Umbreon, he didn't think they had a name. It made him a bit sad in a way, he thought they deserved a name, but not all trainers nicknamed their Pokemon he guessed. The means of his own name wasn't through a trainer, he guessed...

When he was released from the ball, he straightens out his scarf, his ears pinned back in dejected compliance. He looks between Umbreon and Spinel, his hands resting on his stomach as he stared for a few moments. That awful headache was gone, it must have just been the concentrated electricity of the van that made his head hurt.

... Telepathy... not too good, but, try. ,,

He offers a nervous smile, scratching the back of his head. He guessed there wasn't too much harm in telling the man things, at least even if he returned him to them, he would just escape again. Most of the grunts were stupid anyways.

... Previous trainer... to answer, was a Rocket member. Don't remember his name. Took me and used me for a while, escaped. ,,

He looks at the ground, tail swaying slightly.

... Won't do that to you, though. Just want stable food, worth the trouble. ,,

He didn't need to know of his own true plans. He would escape eventually, he just needed to figure out the perfect chance to do so. He just had to have Spinel somewhat believe that he was trustworthy and willing to listen... he would skirt past the ethics of whatever he would have him do and just suck it up for the time being. At least he would have food now, he didn't have to steal as often.

His gaze falls on the Umbreon... at least they'd shaken off the Hypnosis. They looked fine... it was a sense of relief. Maybe he could use his Hypnosis on Spinel when the time was right to get out... that wasn't a terrible plan. It would allow him to simply stall behind rather than have to hurt him and leave him. This makes him feel a bit better as well.

[punkypest]

Her voice was smooth, and soft. It was a welcome change to most of the trainers he encountered, just a kind voice that had no undertones of harm. His ears twitch as she asks if he was okay, but as noticed, he had been scooting away. Sure, yeah, he was okay, his berries were mushed into mash.

His eyes meet hers as she continues to talk. His fingers grip the little berry bag... and almost cautiously, he inches a bit closer, his ears pinned back nervously. His eyes scan her body language quickly before looking back at her face. Nothing but kindness.. for now. He'd stay wary just in case.

But she was offering to replace his berries... his nervous frown expands now into a more excited grin. More food, for meeee?

... GAR! ,,

So excited now! He floats up slightly, nodding enthusiastically. He would just have to lead her to get him food... from a different berry stall. He gently tugs her sleeve, leading to another berry stall he knew of. As he floated along, his tail behind him wiggles happily, it was almost sweet... if this hadn't all happened because he was stealing someone's stock.

- [ @incalabria \\ continued from here. ]

[xyumeni]

rei had originally come up here to gague the battle zone from an above view. to see where other trainers might be within the battle zone. she'd be able to pick out who looks strong and who is not. however she wasn't expecting to find another pokemon up here. a gengar at that. it's a pokemon that she doesn't come across often.

"oh? a gengar..?"

she stares back at the gengar as it seems to notice her presence. unsure of what to do, she just stands there for a moment. should she try to catch it? nah, she's already got a gengar in her party. it doesn't seem to want to fight either, so battling is a no go too. maybe it's friendly? she takes a step closer.

[punkypest]

Nox's ears stay perked as they stare... at... eachother... and she takes a step closer. He quickly scans her body language, she wasn't making any moves for a Pokeball, empty or occupied, she just seemed to be coming towards him. He'd entertain it, so he turns himself around and stands. He tilts his head, his mouth fitted in a soft, curious frown.

... Gen... ,,

He nervously approaches her, tail drooped as he was ready to teleport away if he had to. He sniffs a few times... he was also trying to see if she had any food on her. Maybe if he put on his cutest eyes, she would allow him a snack. He stares up at the lady now, blinking a few times. Why did she come up here? Was she also up here to watch the others battle?

His tail swishes a little, and his little hands pat his stomach. Snack, please... he was clearly starving, couldn't she tell from his big fat belly?

[muses0fgracie]

She's no longer all fluffy like a startled Purrloin by the time the question is asked. And it genuinely surprises her, as it's not one she's been asked before.

She knows what Pokemon contests are (they're called 'Showcases' in Kalos, if she can remember right), having seen them on TV with her mother once before. But she didn't think her 'fit while the curse was active would give the impression that she was a pokemon who participated in them. Probably because she found her usual dress and scrunchie to be somewhat 'average', if anything.

Nevertheless, her usual excuse for if the question is asked is at the ready.

"No? I just like dressing up." Her ear without the scrunchie flicks for a moment. "But I do sometimes like to watch them on TV sometimes!"

She'll probably have to add the made-up context of 'looking through the window as people watch contests' or something later on, but that's a whole other can of Wurmples.

"I'm Shoko." she says, simple as that. "I live at a house that's a few blocks away, but I come out here at night to play with my friends sometimes." 'Here' obviously being in reference to the school, and her friends of course being the wild ghost pokemon that sometimes flocked to it.

"They just left, though... the Dreepys had to go home, so we decided to all split up for now."

[punkypest]

She likes to watch them on TV, he nods. So she just likes playing dress-up, he guessed that makes sense. But there was something else that wasn't adding up... she sounded extremely young for a Gengar. Yeah, he's heard tiny voices from Gastly before, but that's because they were babies. If she was fully evolved, a wild Gengar, why did she sound so...

His ears flick slightly as he locks back in on the conversation. She was a trainers Pokemon, clearly allowed to free roam... or she was haunting the house. Regardless, he hums, nodding.

... Must be nice! Nice warm house with a TV, a trainer to rely on! You're lucky to have a trainer like that! ,,

Some of us aren't as lucky. He refuses to voice this.

... Weeeeell, now you've got a new buddy! We're buddies now, right? What do you all usually do around here anyways? I don't hear anyone around here right now to scare... Ooh, maybe the cafeteria has some left over food! ,, And he was off, flying off quick to see what he could chow down on from the cafeteria.

... C'mon, you a Slowpoke kid? ,,

[velvet-voiced]

On target, Umbreon was a moment from leaping forward before it was hit with Hypnosis. The Moonlight Pokemon came to a screeching halt, lowering its' head, and closing its' eyes as it fought to stay awake.

"Umbri..."

"Shake it off, Umbreon," Spinel called.

What an annoying move that was... But he had other Pokemon. Nox was outnumbered, he just needed to...

A stop to Spinel's movements as he reached a hand into his pocket. Just as he was about to grab a Pokeball of his own, Nox mimicked the action. But there was no other Pokemon summoned here, nothing hiding in that ball... Which meant...

"You're surrendering?"

There is hesitation in his voice. Ghost Types are known for trickery... And as someone who also enjoyed misleading others, he has his guard firmly still up. He takes a pause as he studied Nox... Squinting just as the words echoed in his mind.

Malamar did not like that.

"Heheh..."

A soft chuckle soon continued into a burst of laughter. Beheeyem floats to the side, giving distance to the both of them. Its' trainer was not stepping away, allowing Nox's approach.

"You can do that. That is very useful. Fascinating. How truly marvelous."

"In that case, we may be able to communicate properly. Nox, correct?"

There is joy behind that menacing smirk. He thinks himself so lucky that something was interfering with the Gengar's ability to escape. And now, certainly, Spinel can ask all about that and investigate. It may come in useful.

"You already have a trainer..." he voices, reaching to take the Pokeball offered to him.

"Or perhaps had is a better term, since you're handing this over. I would love to discover why you still held onto this. I commend you; you've made the correct choice."

[punkypest]

The Gengar's ears shoot straight up at that laugh. This really didn't bode well, he sounds like he's lost his mind! He just... really didn't understand how true that statement was yet. He sighs, shuffling slightly as he waits for the man to take the ball. He could tell the man was apprehensive, understandably so.

Nox nods to affirm that it was his name, a name that his siblings gave him years ago. He was always Nox, so said the Haunters. It was a little funny honestly, even when he evolved into a Haunter he was bigger than them, but he was still their baby brother. He goes to shake his head when Spinel mentions a trainer, and nods after he corrects himself. Ohh... did he really want to discuss exactly what had happened with his past? He guessed Spinel wouldn't judge considering... whatever the hell he was doing. He sighs, and he sits once the Pokeball was accepted, and he sits, holding his head, kind of like a Psyduck. He grumbles in pain before looking up to Spinel, and pointing at the van, trying to tell him loosely that it was the reason for his headache. He wished he could just tell him fully that it was the overly strong electrical currents, but unfortunately Nox wasn't that spectacular at talking through telekinetic means. Due to his headache, he was having a rough time trying to say anything else.

... Gnn. ,,

He points at the van again, making a warbling gesture with his hands. Come on, the man was smart, surely he could understand charades...! He was hoping he'd either turn it off or just have him return to the ball. At least the cold and silence inside would give him the rest he needed.

[punkypest]

He was back here again! He grumbles quietly as he was rooting around for some way to get the hell out of this place. What was it called again... Delmonty or something? That's all he's picked up from the locals he'd been spying on. He had wandered quite a ways, floating along when he notices that dog again. He blinks a few times before landing, approaching him with ears perked. He had... no idea if the kid would understand Pokémon language, but they were both animals.. it was worth a try.

[ Hey, kid! Have you seen any like... I don't know, weird lookin' portals around that look outta place? Like a BIG fuckin' portal. ,, ]

He gestures with his hands as he talks, although he was growing a bit uncertain if he'd even be any help. He seemed to be on his own mission... maybe he could tag along for shits and giggles? Or... follow along behind him. Like he always did... jeez, he hoped he wasn't some sort of creep for following people around so much. He was just curious after all.

[ Bah, fine if not. Where are you headed? You look like one of those kids on a mission. ,, ]

- [ @shiba-kungfu \\ closed starter. ]

[punkypest]

It wasn't too strange to see a Pokémon outside of the wild zones. In fact, late at night was when most of the ghost types were out haunting and scaring people that weren't participating in the Royale. Nox wasn't one of those ghost types.

No, instead the Pokémon was sat up on one of the rooftops outside of the battle zone, looking down at the trainers below trying to raise their ranks and pushing their Pokémon to the limit. His head tilts, his ear flopping to the side as he watches the moves illuminate light into the night air. He didn't care for fighting himself, he considered himself a pacifist when he was able, but the thrill of it was something he thinks back on.

When he was still with Team Rocket, being used to take down trainer's Pokémon only to be stolen and sold or used for who knows what. He sighs softly, setting his cheeks in his hands while he focuses back on the battles below... although he was sensing a presence nearby. A person, and his ears perk slightly as he looks over his shoulder. His tail swishes, and considering how relaxed he was, he didn't look like he would jump up and attack the lady if

... Gaaaar? ,,

- [ @xyumeni \\ closed starter. ]

[velvet-voiced]

There is danger in cornering a Gengar, no matter how fearful the Pokemon seemed on the surface. Spinel knows that... But his vehicle could be replaced easily by Exceed. A Gengar? Not as easy to replace. So the choice was clear.

"Tch."

Well, it would have been easier for all of them, but Spinel supposed they were doing this the hard way. Though, he wasn't sure why this Gengar wasn't using its' abilties to slip away cleanly, and easily. A lack of experience? No, that couldn't be it, it was fully evolved. How odd.

It was simply something he could look into after he had claimed his target.

"Umbreon."

A hand pointed forward towards the fleeing Pokemon as Spinel shoved open the doors, but also...

"Beheeyem."

...

A Pokeball thrown, another one of his own released. It may not seem like a wise match up, but Beheeyem had a lot of utility in which Spinel wanted to make use of. And the two were soon following Nox... Their trainer would be close behind. As much as he would often sit within his van and simply observe, he wanted to complete a capture.

When they caught up, Nox was clearly in a lot of distress. Beheeyem was able to locate him despite his hiding place... Spinel would feel sorry for him if he was able. Alas, that ability has been removed from him.

"Pitiful, really. But I can see progress in everything."

No hesitation.

"Umbreon, Foul Play! Beheeyem, Protect!"

"Umbri..."

[ I have no choice. I am sorry. ]

The Moonlight Pokemon would rush forward to try and strike Nox, while protect would keep Spinel, and his vehicle safe from what appeared to be a charging Shadow Ball.

[punkypest]

He truly was cornered now. The pain was getting worse, but he would have to make a decision, here and now. He stands shakily, and he notices the Umbreon charging it's own attack. He winces before barely hopping out of the way, ears shooting up and the quills on his back bristle. He charges up something... but it was no attack. He understood this Umbreon didn't want to fight him, so he would show it mercy.

[ This won't last long, don't worry. Trust me. ,, ]

He uses Hypnosis, just to make Umbreon drowsy so he wouldn't have to hurt it... and he holds a hand up, claws spread as he looks at Spinel. He wasn't about to hurt these Pokemon, so he would simply... surrender. With the pain ringing in his ears, and the way his legs wobble, if he gives up now, it would be easier to just get this over with.

He digs in his scarf, and produces his Pokeball. It was slightly scuffed, clearly having been used plenty of times and dropped more. It was a ball he'd had on him for... years now. He tried his best to take care of it, he could just break it but it was a reminder of his own courage to push through his capture. And now... he was entrusting someone he didn't even fully trust with it. He didn't want this fighting to continue... he wouldn't allow Spinel to use his Pokemon against another who just wanted to keep the peace as long as he could.

He solemnly walks forward, ears drawing back as he holds up the ball to him. He silently nods, as if letting him know he didn't intend to hurt them. As he stares with reluctance, his eyes squint, and he breaks through that electric barrier just for one second to form a single word in Spinel's mind.

... Nox. ,,

He rubs his own head, one ear perked as he tries to rub away the headache forming from the constant buzz and ring of the electric currents dulling his senses. He was shocked he'd even got his name through to Spinel. But if he was going to give himself to him, he ought to tell him his name. It was only fair... Spinel introduced himself first. Maybe he'd just make the best of this. Having another trainer would probably ensure he was fed regularly, he wouldn't have to steal anymore. As to what Spinel's plans for him were, he was uncertain. He'd hold out, and do as he was told... just until he was able to figure a way out of this mess.

At least he'd make new friends.

[justmemethings]

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[havntedatelier]

... Light the candle. Start the funeral march. ,,

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🕯️ Mused by Gengar, 20+. 18+ muns only, open to crossovers, OCs, etc. Everything I use for graphics are credited in my main rentry.

[ghastlymusings]

\\ All of my blogs have been updated with an interest checker, but here it is as well.

[punkypest]

PMD Personality Quiz. \\ 64 questions.

(Repost, do not reblog.)

You seem to be... the Quiet type!

And very calm! You're great with numbers, and you analyze information before making decisions. You rarely make mistakes, because you make decisions so calmly and rationally. You also may find it hard to guess what others are thinking, and they might find you a touch cold at times. You may not want to keep your feelings to yourself so much of the time.

Tagged: Stole it from Gracie! Tagging: No one, steal it!