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@pxgtails
...so it’s been a hot minute
Use this generator, to make your muse with the current mood they’re in!
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Tagged by: yoinked from the dash!
Tagging: ANYONE WHO WANTS TO GIVE THIS A GO!
KRIS CLARITY HAS APPEARED! WHAT TO DO?
Flatter
Worship
Ravish
Kill
“ ...wuh? ”
theyll have to run out of pokegirls to make figmas out of eventually right
theyll have to go back for kris eventually
right
Finally. Finally.
She had a gumnut.
She’d realized, very early on, that any attempt to capture a gumnut in a POKéBALL immediately changed into a ditto — and that was where most would stop. Not Kris, though. Never Kris.
She had a gumnut in a cardboard box, holes poked in the sides the top reinforced with six layers of packing tape. Every so often she felt it throw its weight to one side or the other, and the sheer heftiness of it let her know that this was a success. Ditto didn’t weigh that much. Ditto wouldn’t be able to nearly knock her off-balance.
What next? She’d figure that out. For now, it didn’t matter. All that mattered, for now, was that she had a gumnut. Maybe she was the only person in the entire world to have a gumnut.
THE CAPTURER EXTRAORDINAIRE ALWAYS PREVAILS!
PSA: DON’T STEAL PEOPLE’S HEADCANONS
They aren’t yours, you didn’t make them, someone worked hard on them, and you should be gosh dang ashamed of doing it! That is THEIR interpretation of the muse! Don’t go on to people’s blogs and start reading their headcanons for YOUR use! That’s just rude and completely out of line for you to do! Make your own interpretation of the muse and don’t try to copy other people’s work! If you want to use a similar headcanon because you genuinely LIKE it, you better bet your ass that you MESSAGE the mun about it!
DO!! NOT!! STEAL!! HEADCANONS!! FROM!! OTHER!! MUNS!! IF YOU DO THIS THEN SHAME ON YOU!
CHARACTER RPG STATS
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Kris Clarity LV.44 Knight HP ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛ MP ⬛⬛⬛⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜ ATK ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬜ DEF ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬜⬜ LCK ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛ SPD ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬜ STA ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬜⬜⬜
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“Is it just me, or have I not seen you in ages?” He’s not sure he’s complaining, the quiet has been nice. But ‘quiet’ only goes so far when it’s artificial: at least she keeps the fangirls from approaching him whenever she’s around running her mouth. “Did you go off and die without me?”
“ I guess it has been a lil’ bit! ” A few days, or maybe the better part of a year — who could say? Kris certainly wasn’t keeping track. Whether it’d been forty eight hours or forty eight weeks, she’d sprawled out on his couch and made herself comfortable as if she’d never left. She was drinking a bottle of his pop from his fridge and things were picking up right where they’d left off, weren’t they?
“ Whaaat? ” she asked after a swig, wiping her grinning mouth on the back of her hand. “ Ya really t’ink I’d leave ya behind fer somethin’ like ‘dat? No way, pally — you and me, roadtrip ta hell! I drive — oh, oh!! Wait, speakin’ of!! I got ‘dis wicked cool bruise, here, look!! ”
She shifted her leg to show off one that stretched across her thigh and disappeared beneath her shorts, black and purple and green and huge, looking like a pocket galaxy brushed across her skin. She’d even drawn stars over it in sharpie.
“I got hit by a car!! Anyway ———— ”
“ Why y’askin’? Did’ja miss me? ”
believe it or not, kris’ tendency to regard her POKéMON as ‘beneath her’ / her ‘property’ isn’t exactly true to who she is. if she existed in a vacuum, or if she grew up literally anywhere that wasn’t hyper-conservative johto, odds are that she could’ve grown up to be a true-blue friend to all POKéMON™. but she doesn’t exist in a vacuum, and she did grow up in johto. johto, where off-colours get called half-breeds by their classmates as they get POKéBALLs lobbed at their heads. johto, whose people were left reeling from historical events and learned ( and taught ) that regarding a POKéMON as an equal is a fool’s way of life.
kris learned very early and very intimately that she had to keep any POKéMON she came in contact with at arm’s length. she was already under intense scrutiny for the qualities of her hair, and any kind of behaviour that could be construed as ‘regarding POKéMON as her equals’ tended to immediately doom her. so she tried very very hard to make it known to everyone that they weren’t her equals. she owned them. she was better than them.
to this day, it still doesn’t wholly come naturally to her.
there are certain boundaries that are commonplace in johto that kris abides by without batting an eye: don’t let your POKéMON eat at the table with you, don’t let your POKéMON in the bathroom with you, don’t let your POKéMON sleep in the same bed as you. but anything beyond that, she has immense trouble perpetuating a facade. it’s easier with all of the POKéMON she has in the PC — but when it comes to the POKéMON she has on hand, she’s very very bad at thinking of them as anything but her friends. she’ll slip up and call them ‘her friends’ in conversation, and then immediately vehemently deny it. she’ll keep them on her person because she loves them, but makes up an excuse instead of owning up to it.
if she could, she’d probably squash the part of her that thought of them as such. honestly, it terrifies her — it makes her feel like there’s something wrong with her. it’d be so much easier if she could just not care, and yet here she is, growing attached and caring way too much. thinking about how much she loves her POKéMON makes her sick to her stomach, makes her feel guilty, makes her feel ashamed. so unless you’re someone she knows well, or someone who she feels completely safe around, catch her trying to deny any personal fondness she has for her team.
( she’s a terrible liar, so it’s not a very believable denial — but that’s neither here nor there. )
“I’M MODIFYING THE NETWORK MACHINE RIGHT NOW. I’M CHANGING IT SO IT CAN HANDLE TRADES OVER LONG DISTANCES.”
Indie CELIO from POKÉMON FIRE RED / LEAF GREEN Selective / Crossover friendly / OC friendly Played by PIGEON! Remade from @seviiserver
azelfire:
@pxgtails | (sc.)
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Azelle had plenty of time in Askr to explore the castle. He spends his first few days trying to get used to the layout. He prefers knowing whichever castle he takes residence in clearer than the back of his hands.
Being here at all is an exciting experience to him. There’s so many new people to meet from worlds he’d never imagined before. Of course, he still has a job to do here, which is why, when he sees the summoner standing at the end of the hallway he’d been exploring, he flinches.
She’s not tall, nor is she even intimidating, but she’s still technically his commander, and he suddenly feels like he was slacking off…
❝ O-oh… Lady Summoner!! Did you need something?? ❞
〔 🔥 〕
Askr castle was like nothing she’d ever experienced before ( or, well... she assumed as such anyway, but... fuck, amnesia really took the oomph out of turns-of-phrase, didn’t it? ) Regardless — the ceilings stretched several stories high, and the tapestries were wider than she was tall. Hallways splayed out like an arachnid’s web at every intersection, and it was impressive, certainly. But above all else...
IT WAS FUCKING HUGE.
Huge, and more than easy to get lost in. It must’ve been over an hour since she’d rolled out of bed and left her room, looking for the kitchen. She’d subsequently passed by her quarters twice, even though she swore that she’d gone in opposite directions. Sharena had been so excited about setting her up in her own room, but in hindsight, maybe it would’ve been better for her to stay closer to the barracks.
“ Nngh... ” she grumbled, finding herself at a four-way intersection that provided zero helpful clues to get where she wanted to go. “ Nnghrr, ” she emphasized, kicking the closest wall as if that would help. “ Gggggh, ” she sulked, hanging her head and leaning forward so that it rested against the stone. She was going to die here.
That was how Azelle would find the summoner: head pressed to the wall, hungry and anticipating death. The presence of another person snagged Kris’ attention, but there was only so much she could muster when the last time she’d eaten was early yesterday. She righted herself as he approached, tried to make it look like she hadn’t just slipped from despair’s embrace. “ Uh, ” she said ever-so-eloquently, clearing her throat. Not that Azelle was tall or intimidating or anything, but she was technically his commander. What if he thought she was slacking off?
“ N — no, nah, I’m good! Just... yanno, patrollin’... and stuff. Good news! No intruda’s. ” Any plausible deniability dissipated with the sheer amount of quivering false-bravado in her voice, as she tried to look cool and purposeful. And if that didn’t do it, her immediately shifting to a new topic definitely sealed the deal. “ Hey — pop quiz! F’yer startin’ here, what’s ‘da quickest way ta ‘da kitchen? ”
KRIS CLARITY, SUMMONER EXTRAORDINAIRE!!
( I was going to make this a post detailing her f.ire e.mblem h.eroes verse, but i tuckered myself out making the custom summoner sprite smh. i dont have class tomorrow so ill try to write it up then!! for now... bam! some art. yes, she tied the arms of the traditional summoner’s cloak around her neck to turn it into a cape. yes, she’s proud. )
“ ...my highest score’s a five... ”
“ Eehee, I’m basically the perfect man! ”
“ Can’t’chu guys just duke it out fisticuffs instead’a whaddeva’ ‘da fuck ‘dis is? ”
i would absolutely date a vampire next question
MUSE ICON MEME ✨
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THE FACE YOUR MUSE MAKES WHEN HAPPY:
THE FACE YOUR MUSE MAKES WHEN SAD:
THE FACE YOUR MUSE MAKES WHEN THEY SEE SOMETHING THEY WANT:
THE FACE YOUR MUSE MAKES WHEN THEIR BERSERK BUTTON IS PUSHED:
THE FACE YOUR MUSE MAKES WHEN THEY SEE SOMEONE THEY DISLIKE:
Tagged by: @snapbxck and @mortisamen and @ducksummon and i swear someone else tagged me... y’all... jkdlhkhKCHKLHSLK doki...
Tagging: ANYONE WHO HOPPED IN A POOL THIS SUMMER
here, i can right a check!! just, am, let me find a pen- yeah, a losenge would be amazing. um, erm 9/28 this month? 29 works too. thank you so much miss clarity, you're a lifesaver.
For the sheer amount of stuff in her bag, she retrieved a cherry-flavoured throat lozenge incredibly quickly. And the next thing her customer would know, it’d be in his hand!
“ You got it, dude! Here — gimme yer numba’, I’ll keep ya updated!! ”
