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alexine 'lexis' raske [ i've got nothing left to prove. cause i've got nothing left to lose.] unova champion

[jaho-12]

[greenbloodedwarrior-blog]

Castelia City. Finally. After maybe a week of losing her way in the Unovan countryside. The rookie had finally made it to the big apple. Nora rubbed her nose against the skin of her upper arm, inconspicuously sniffing as paranoid eyes flickered around the passing faces. She needed to find a hotel or inn quickly. Even one of those outdoor showers would do. Was there a beach nearby? Probably not. Nora had only been to Lumiose City once or twice before but she could already tell Castelia was far bigger… and taller. All the skyscrapers were packed in like sardines. Even the simple act of looking up caused her head to spin.       “ Oof! ” Years of streetfighting Nora had participated in proved to useful in this moment as her lighting reflexes shot out to catch a Pokemon egg before she even realised she’d bumped into someone.    “ Phew, that was a close one! ” she chuckled lightly, glancing up “ You ought to be more caref– ”

Blood drained from Nora’s face and she nearly dropped the egg herself. This must be what people meant when they said Unova was the land of dreams because not only had the rookie run into a dazzling beauty, she had bumped headfirst into her idol. Nora tightly hugged the egg against her chest, desperately trying to stop the stuttering, blurting mess she was about to become.

  “ A-A-A-A-… ALEXINE RASKE. ”

[riotess-blog]

Thank every deity out there that Arceus seemed to take the form of this beauty (with reflex skills faster than light itself) in the split second it took for the other to catch the egg, Alexine’s jaw had almost hit the ground developing an express that was both shocked and ecstatic.

“Holy-- THAT WAS AMAZING!” bringing the other into a bear hug from excitement and relief that her egg was safe, but not tightening said hug in fear for her baby’s safety. Still, she hoped her actions spoke louder than her words.

Releasing the woman from her embrace and then hearing the stuttering of her name, a cheshire grin became plastered across her expression as a hand rested against her hip in an attempt to strike a cool pose.

    “That’s me. The one and only! How do you know my name? Battling or the sweet tunes I produce--” about to go into full audio auto-biography about her band before stopping dead in her tracks, the least she could was other this girl a chance to give her name to the champ. Taking the egg back from her and clutching it against her chest like a newborn baby, patting is as she spoke.

   “Thanks so much, you literally saved a life there! Rest in pieces my Crepe, but you saved this lil’ dude! I owe you one, anything, you name it I’ll do it!--” Alexine was a woman to her word, anything this lady needed now, she would do everything within her power to grant.

   “But before I become your Fairy Godmother, do you have a name to go with that pretty face?”

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heyooo! harlu here with a fresh new rad champ! looking to bust out some starters on her so like this post for one! no caps, feeling buff ~

[riotess-blog]

greenbloodedwarrior

Staying cooped up in the League all day definitely wasn’t Lexis’ style. Feeling slightly bad for the poor chumps who came to challenge her today, as they were going to met with some air and possibly an empty packet of potato chips.

The Champ desperately needed to get out of that stuffy place though! She was losing her marbles--- And she really didn’t have a lot left. So today was going to be dedicated to her, her new egg and whatever Cafe she stopped by in Castelia City that was cheap enough for her, after all, despite having pretty much two jobs, most of her money went into those jobs...and food...and booze..ANYWAY.

Here she was, strolling the streets, her Hydreigon floating behind her as per usual, the partner never liked being cooped up ever since it was a young Deino, Lexis never blamed her. A fresh crepe was in her hand whilst a pair of headphones rested against her head and blasted some tunes into her ears.

Though she really should’ve been paying more attention to her surroundings. A swift corner was turning and bumping into an unsuspecting individual caused Lexis to panic dropping her beloved crepe.....and egg in the process.

             “No, my crepe--- WAIT NO MY BABY!!!” was there nothing but doom in store for this champion? Was there going to be a ray of hope in her life? Find out soon.

[cittamemes]

Truth or Dare!

Accepting (Just cross out what you don’t want):

Truth:

SFW

NSFW

Dare:

SFW

NSFW

[shaburdies]

i’m going back to bed now

[riotess-blog]

You found a Pokémon Egg! It doesn’t seem close to hatching… When it does, it will be a Farfetch’d!

“No...heckin’....WAY!!!-” here she is, jumping up and down in pure ecstaticness as she spots the egg with a brown exterior, eyes practically sparkling and face definitely glowing.

       “Almost thought you were a turd some wild one left behind, wasn’t gonna step on ya’ either way! Let’s get you some place warm.” removing her jacket and wrapping it around the newly obtained egg, honestly, as a new part of Lexis’ family, this egg was going to be radical.

   “Never had an egg before...Hopefully I don’t mistake ya’ for breakfast!!-- Haha, I’m kidding. Not that you understand me anyway-- Hey is that shell soundproof?- Tap once for no and I guess...don’t tap at all for yes!”

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     “All these eggs....So are we fryin’ these bad boys?”

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Je veux te lécher partout :^)

“Au moins me demander à diner premiere!”

[bakugal]

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no matter what mood i’m in this song always gets me hyped up 

[weenie-kun]

every time i draw julie she’s buried in her hair,,,, dhdsakjfd

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“…Thank you?” Diane said, really uncertain as to whether or not that was even the right reaction. First she threatens to soil the place, and now it’s some spectacle worth beholding? Was Diane supposed to have pride in a Gym Pokemon were tempted to shit in? The obvious answer would be no, but she was having enough trouble figure out exactly who this lady was, and more importantly what was going on inside that head of hers. Because given what Diane had learned from 30 seconds of conversation, she had learned absolutely nothing.

Generally when a Gym changed hands, it was tradition for the new Gym Leader to redecorate, provide a new puzzle for Trainers, as well as have it be the Gym Leader’s personal signature, but given how little she’s invested in the Gym aside from her battling duties, she’s simply never had much of a need, or a desire to redecorate just yet. So, while the compliment was well received, it was more a kudos to the Gym leader before her, rather than her own personal feat.

It seemed as if this woman was answering her own questions, so Diane sat back and let her talk, that was until a formal introduction (or as close to formal as can be) was made, did she realize who she was talking to. She hadn’t realized the Championship had changed hands, so it had to have been relatively recently. Slowly sliding her hand into Lexis’ outstretched one, she gripped it softly, and gave it a short shake.

“I can’t say I’ve heard of you before, sorry.” she finally replied, with an apologetic smile, her eyes darting back to the Hydreigon behind Lexis before going back to eye contact. Lexis certainly made an… interesting first impression, Diane would give her that.

“If you’re the Champion though… I’m guessing you’re not here for a badge?”

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“No problem, just doin’ my bit for the community!” a wink followed whilst she continued walking around the place, expecting Diane to follow, but if not, her voice was loud enough to be carried across the silent Gym anyway.

Being the leader of Mistralton meant she definitely had enough experience, impressed that the other had gained such a rank at such a young age, when Lexis was sixteen she was...definitely not taking on responsibilities like this.

Her Hydreigon followed close by, the Pokemon always sticking as close as she could to her trainer whilst constantly catching glances at the Gym Leader, just out of mere curiosity.

 “Mm...It’s pretty much identical to when I was last year, did ya’ love the last Leader that much that this is like a shrine to ‘em ooooor?” her words were laced with mischief, a cheshire grin becoming ever more apparent as the bassist finally decided to stop abruptly turning on her heel and hopping onto her Hydreigon as she continued to float just above the ground, not even flinching as Lexis’ weight was piled onto her.

     “Awh! You wound me!--You’ve gotta’ listen to some of my jams sometime! My band and I are pretty sweet, not gonna’ lie.” one leg crossed over the either as her Pokemon became more of a chair than a destruction machine. Her chin now resting against one of her palms.

“Weeeell, we can always battle if you really want to. I’ve got no objections whatsoever~” there was probably a cutting edge difference between their Pokemon, but Lexis was a lover of battles...and winning.

“It’s Diane, isn’t it? Pretty name! Has a real nice ring to it-- Anyway. I’ m not really here to battle at all..Had a gig last night so I’m tired as hell. BUT, I would love to get to know you better. And not just out of politeness! Everyone on the League seems like a cool breeze to me, people I’d love to hang with!”

[riotess-blog]

REPOST, DON’T REBLOG.

t h e    b a s i c s .

name. alexine raske nickname(s): “Lexis”,  numerous ones by her fellow bandmates age. twenty three species. human!

p e r s o n a l .

morality. chaotic neutral  religious belief. agnostic sins. lust / greed / gluttony / sloth / pride / envy / wrath virtues. chastity / charity / diligence / humility / kindness / patience / justice primary goals in life. to keep on rocking, help where she can and make sweet tunes till she’s practically dust languages known. english, french, sign language secrets. her taste in people, reasons behind her tattoos, anything to do with her father quirks. huge hand gestures, playing with her hair savvies. singing, getting pumped up, playing the bass, kicking ass, drinking

p h y s i c a l .

build. slender / scrawny / bony / fit / athletic / curvy / herculean / babyfat / pudgy / obese / other: height.  5′5″ + her usual boots add 3 inches scars/birthmarks. she has scars from back in her teen days getting into fights etc. The most notable being across her chest from a rather nasty car accident.  abilities/powers.  thanks to being in a band, she’s jam-packed full of endurance so don’t expect her to run-out anytime soon, she’s also very quick on her fit and rather flexible restrictions. not the strongest, her own emotions can get in the way sometimes (most of the time), more of an actor not a thinker.

f a v o u r i t e s .

favourite food. good old fashioned cheeseburger favourite drink. cherry cola favourite pizza topping. pineapple favourite colour. crimson, grey, magenta, teal ( “TOO MANY TO CHOOSE FROM!” ) favourite music genre. pop-punk, anything upbeat/energetic, anything with a smooth beat! favourite book genre. sci-fi, romance favourite movie genre. horror favourite season. summer! favourite curse word. “shit” favourite scent. smoke, popcorn, 

f u n  s t u f f .

bottom or top. its a mysteeeeeery ;) loud burper or soft burper. loud ofc. sings in the shower. hell yeah she does, never misses a beat, sometimes get soap in her mouth. likes bad puns. yes / no

their opinion on the mun. “not as rad as me, at least 5 rad.”

tagged by: shapow

tagging: whoever hasn’t done it yet!

[gwenndigo]

i miss motorcity!!!

[defaultant]

     He’d been there, ironically enough– Not many people knew it, but the man himself was actually quite the fan of numerous musicians and even at one time strived to be one himself. However, not all things work out the way people wish for them to, and he’d ended up a Gym Leader instead. No big deal, it was probably a whole helluva lot less stressful than being a rocker, plus there wasn’t any pressure on him–er, less pressure than if he’d gone and followed his ( prepubescent ) dreams. He could only imagine just how eager fans were to snatch up new albums and such, and if one didn’t produce enough ( good ) content in a certain period of time, then they’d forget all about you. That wasn’t really for him, Arceus bless his father and grandfather for keeping him on the right path. Still, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of envy…      For now, he’d settled on supporting any group that had come into his city to perform, the man often finding tickets to shows deep within the pockets of his coats months after the band had visited. Or in the overstuffed top right drawer of the desk back within his home. Last night’s ticket was probably crumpled up on his nightstand, Iggy having shuffled home afterwards, emptied his pockets, threw the coat on the floor, and all but practically died upon the duvet of his bed.      Good Arceus, did he fucking LOVE Sundays.       SUNDAY FUN-DAY.      No waking up early, no opening the Gym, no doing anything. It was HIS day to do as he pleased. And right now, a nice… Afternoon smoke sounded fantastic.       So smoke he did, the man’s Sableye quickly skittering up first his leg, then the back of his coat, up onto his shoulders as the woman approached the duo.      Oh.      OH.

     That was the chick from last night, right ? Yeah, sure looked like her, if albeit this woman seemed just a teensy bit more tired-looking. –Like he had any room to talk.      ❝ Huh ? Uh– Yeah, ‘S me. An’ no, I specialize in Dark types, almost had it, though. Name’s Iggy. ❞      Business, huh ?       CLOSE ENOUGH.      ❝ Yeah, here, gimme a moment. Gotta find it. ❞      He shoves a hand into first his right pocket, grunts some, adjusts his cig, then checks his left pocket before humming and drawing the zippo out, the metal lid quickly being fipped off before he was leaning in some to both flick forth a flame along with shield it from any winds.       ❝ There you go, Miss Lexis the Unovian. One lighter, complete with pre-prepped flame. ❞

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Sunday really was a tranquil day, the crisp air, gentle breeze that seemed to only arise on this holy day. It would’ve been Lexis’ favourite day of the week if Saturdays weren’t so slamming. Shaking her own head in dismay at her own wrong guess, shrugging her shoulders and glancing him up and down before humming in approval.

    “Dark types huh? Yeah that was definitely my second guess! I dig your type choice, man.” her own Hydreigon giving her own noise of approval; being a dark type herself. 

“Thanks Iggy, you’re a life saver. Rad name you have there too, I’m totes’ envious. Us Unovians just aren’t as prepared as you Johto folk!” a snap of her fingers followed by Lexis pointing in his direction with a bright grin, despite her tiredness, she was all down for socialising.

Reaching into her back pocket and pulling out the cigarette carton, in it a few of the nicotine sticks rested, popping one out and pressing it between her lips moving herself towards the open flame as it ignited the end of her cig a few ashes already falling to their doom. Inhaling deeply and exhaling quite a smokey cloud in the opposite direction Iggy was standing, she was punk..not rude.

       “Say, any good things to do on a lazy day in this place? I’ve got time to kill before we head back on the road, I’m sure you know this city like the back of your hand, Igster.” yes, she had created a nickname already..nice.

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        “Who the heck invented Winter...I’m gonna’ fight ‘em.” 

She says, shivering, ready to fight.

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The Mistralton City Gym was generally left untouched when there wasn’t a challenger present. Ever since the gym had changed hands only a few months prior, it simply never felt right, standing there on the peak, some kind of pedestal for the Challenger to strive to. It just wasn’t her style. That, and of course Diane spent more time at the Celestial Tower a little North of town than in the actual Gym. She preferred peace and solitude, a place to just… be.

And then of course, she got news that someone was at the Gym.

While the town generally knew to leave Diane be when she was up in the Celestial Tower, one of the Pilots of the Cargo Service, Flynn, had contacted her on her Xtransciever with the info that somebody was currently snooping around the repurposed Aircraft hanger. Seeing that it was her responsibility to do so, she tucked Biro into her chest, and made her way down the long spiral staircase to the base. So much for her alone time. 

Diane had finally gotten back to the Gym, just in time to hear Lexis’ lovely statements about repurposing her Gym as a litter box.

“Maybe some other time.” Diane pitched in, hoping the little surprise might shock the newcomer just a little bit. She didn’t love the Gym herself either, but it was still her Gym that this lady was calling a litterbox, she couldn’t help but be a bit possessive about it. Tightening her grip around her Mantyke held firmly across her chest, she was admittedly a bit wary about her first impression. “I think you were looking for me? I’m this City’s Gym Leader, Diane.”

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There she was, in the flesh, gym-leader of Mistralton! And she was..a lot younger looking than expected, the Champ was going to guess she was around sixteen maybe seventeen? Arceus, when she was sixteen she was causing havoc and making tunes, not running a Gym.

Each to their own, though. Alexine was never one to judge, especially not after the stuff she’s pulled.

“Don’t worry! They wouldn’t dare relieve themselves in such a great lookin’ Gym! Honestly I’m impressed, sounds like you’ve got some pride in it too!” her cheshire like grin remained plastered onto her face, Elara merely floating behind her and admiring the handiwork..as much as a Pokemon can admire fine interior design.

   “You’re definitely young for a Gym-Leader aren’tcha? It’s okay though, we always need more cuties in this line of work, too many grumpy old guys I tell ya’.” nodding in approval at her own sweeping statement as she cleared her throat and continued “ANYWAY- Where are my damn manners? I thought I would come and introduce myself. I’m Lexis, the new Champion of Unova.” putting out her hand for the other to shake as she glanced her up and down, it being her own form of a ‘thorough inspection’.

   “You may know me from other things though, I’m kinda’ in a band, we’re pretty slammin’ if I do say so myself.” could her ego get any bigger? Probably not.