『 Silver 』

silver | pokemon independent rp blog I have nothing to say to you. Go away.

[scarletrival]

[januaryhoney]

Icarus laughed as the sun scorched his back, as the wax threaded his arms and legs and turned him into a human torch. See, sometimes life is but the taste of freedom; it is but the blood in mouths, hearts on fire. See, you were always so blazing, so radiant; I knew, I always knew that my heart on the other side would never be the same. Sometimes you come back, rapping at my ribcage, asking to be let it; I am already burnt from the wax and the sun and I am drowning in the ocean - but if I could, I would still let you back in (I can’t, I can’t, I can’t). I used to always ask: Icarus, does falling feel like flying? I know my answer now. It does. It does.

— I only realised I’d been falling once I hit the ocean; once I started to drown /// (d.s)

[scarletrival]

If you'd like to RP, don't be afraid to shoot me an ask or just write something that I can reply to! 

I don't really bite.... I think..................................... 

[rexverdantia-deactivated2021090]

that is a lie you don’t even have any fucks to give in the first place you sold them all on the internet

[scarletrival]

see it's exactly why we don't care about your so called "accomplishments" 

[scarletrival]

He doesn't really care about people celebrating... whatever they're celebrating, honestly. One could say he's just bitter because he's always alone in these occasions but that's definitely not true. He's just grumpy all the time.

[rexverdantia-deactivated2021090]

So far so good; he hadn’t been rebuffed in approaching this stranger, turned away with no recourse. Definitely a plus. N had learned in the past that not all were so open as that group of trainers he’d met before and, while the masses tended to listen to one person preaching to them, one on one conversation seemed somehow unnerving, as if being cornered made matters too personal to deal with.

He was grateful, regardless.

A few strides, and he was beside Silver, staring into the den, the sound of water faintly audible.

“Ah, nothing much. I’d only been curious to see my way inside this place — though I suppose it wouldn’t be wise to go in alone."

“That, and the man guarding the entrance doesn’t look likely to let me pass on my own.”

[scarletrival]

- "Too bad for you, then."

It won't stop Silver from being unnecessarily blunt and rude, though. Other's business were not that relevant to him, and for the redhead... being alone and pushing others away wasn't so bad. Having less people to deal with - less people to worry about - was better. Not that he'd immediately give a damn about them at their first encounter, but shutting down any opportunity at friendship was way easier.

It reduced your weakness, it made you a tough egg to crack. If this path makes you depend only on yourself to survive it was okay, right? 

- "It's a wonder that you managed to cross the river to the island. You need to prove your worth before entering this place..."

His voice trailed off, now looking at N better. Sure, he was quick to judge but... this man seemed lacking? The trainers he had met were fierce and it showed in the way they portrayed themselves (himself included), but the other teen was... well, he did not seem like anyone he should be concerned about. But looks could be deceiving, and Silver was ackwnoledged as a trainer by him. So...

- "... If you are a trainer, that's basic knowledge. What have you been doing all this time?"

[j19z7]

When pushed behind Silver, Eren stumbled and tumbled onto his bottom. His head tilted to the side, so that he could see what was waddling out of the bushes.

What was that cute little pink thing? His attention was so absorbed that he hadn’t noticed the sneasel, nor did he even hear Silver’s explanation. The toddler got on his hands and knees, and crawled passed Silver’s feet, and tried to go towards the bushes— but, what got in his way was the sneasel that he hadn’t noticed before.

With a gasp, the little boy squealed in pure delight, and went to grab the pokemon. Hopefully the pokemon wouldn’t mind being touched and squeezed.

[scarletrival]

Well, that was a huge waste of time. He realized way too late that this shrimp did not even listen to him, and he was reaching out to grab the kid by the back of his clothes when he focused his attention on something else again. 

He had let out his Pokémon as a safety measure in case it was something less friendly that popped out of the bushes (needless to say, it had already fled. Or maybe it was swept by the breeze shortly after and he hadn't noticed. Who knows), but for some reason he forgot he was dealing with a kid.

A kid who had no sense of danger. Of course, the Sneasel wouldn't react badly to it (if not be on his guard because it was still a stranger that touched him, but this one was with Silver ever since he was small. So it was used to this kind of stuff.  

At least the trainer hoped so), so it just stood there awkwardly as Eren hugged him all over. Seriously...

- "......... You are a weird kid, you know?"

[coquettishcrownarchive-blog]

"Oh yeah? That’s your come back?"

The brunet smirks then, canting his head in (mock) innocence. “I made it my business when I asked, of course! Is your reserved tone confirmation? ♥”

[scarletrival]

And then it goes exactly as he thought it would. It's people like these that makes Silver wish he could just punch their faces right in, or just be able to walk away without these multiple sources of headaches.

- "Whatever. It is still none of your business, and if you really want to get in a fight that bad I won't say no to it. It seems I have a tendency to bump into idiots like you."

[rexverdantia-deactivated2021090]

i—

[scarletrival]

you know very well how this is going to end

[dar-draws]

Children of the Mask

[rexverdantia-deactivated2021090]

"A quiet mountain retreat" is what he’d been described when asking of Blackthorn City. It sounded appealing enough — and it wasn’t as if N had any destination in mind these days as he went here and there. Pokemon were everywhere, and it was always relaxing to converse with one of the locals before moving on again. Besides, what he was after was a better understanding of the world, and the thoughts and concerns of each pokemon were always different.

Actually, there was one place he wanted to visit: Dragon’s Den. Whether or not it would grant him any insight remained to be seen, but…

After a bit of searching, he’d found the entrance, across the pond behind the pokemon gym. What had surprised him, however, was that he was not alone in seeking out the cave for whatever reason; a young man with vibrant red hair stood at the entrance as well, about to go in. More interesting to N were the poke-balls at his side.

“Do you visit this place often, trainer?”

[scarletrival]

It was his stubbornness that led to this place over and over, really. That and the need to take his mind off unnecessary things. Now that he was left without a purpose, he had an enormous amount of free time. Well, his purpose could be said that he wanted to improve himself more and more... but that was too weak to stand on its own. 

Whatever, he was trying to run away from that growing anger and the thought of being bested in a fight repeatedly. It was what led him to challenge the other trainers who had a similar mindset inside the cave repeatedly... 

... he was not expecting company. Not one that'd talk to him, the only one who did that was the (main) cause of all his headaches. Glancing at N for a second, he then turned his gaze to the entrance of Dragon's Den. 

He had never seen him before. But this place did not accept just anyone. 

What was up with that, then...?

- "Yeah. Quite. Why do you ask?"

[coquettishcrownarchive-blog]

scarletrival

[coquettishcrownarchive-blog]

"Sooo— Dare I ask if the carpets match the drapes? ♥"

[scarletrival]

- "...And how is that relevant to you? It's none of your business."

He'd tell the other to buzz off, but judging by the way the conversation started it'll be disastrous in any way that he looks at it.

[xgentlegiant-deactivated2014110]

What a bright head of hair!

  A single claw would tap the chin of the large Dragon, lips in a straight line as he thought. Was that boy a human? Or perhaps.. perhaps it was that Zoroark that often played tricks on him! His forehead would crease in thought. What was it the elder had said to do when trying to find out if a Pokemon or human was a Zoroark in disguise? Let’s see..

   Oh, right! Tug on their hair!

  With loud tip-toeing steps, Dennis would attempt to sneak up on the male, claws extended in hopes of grabbing a strand of crimson locks.

[scarletrival]

It's kinda hard to tiptoe when you make so much noise, don't you think? More so when it's around someone always on guard as Silver, who at first thinks it's something far away. But as the source of the noise approaches and he feels said presence closing in, it is too much to ignore. 

It's at the same moment the Pokémon extends its hands to him. He is surprised but chooses to conceal it, simply shooting a puzzled look at him. There was no reason to push this one away, it seemed. 

The creatures behaved differently to humans, and there was no ill intent coming from this one. Yet. 

- "...What's that for?"

[sphealsy]

Silver and Gold by homopero

[a-wayward-wizard]

Is this one of those dreams where he has no idea where he is and he is somewhere he’s never been before? Because he’s pretty sure Johto isn’t a country, right? Lucas knows that he isn’t familiar with the name of every country out there, and to be fair they change a lot, but he would at least have some familiarity with it. Maybe it was a small country.

"A map?" Why would he carry a map? It was almost completely useless for him. If he got lost, he would ask someone like now. That and they were either horribly innocorrect, didn’t show enough or changed every two months. Really quite annoying. "No, I don’t think I’ve used one for a long time," he stated simply. 

[scarletrival]

- "Huh."

What a strange person. He doesn't look like any other trainer Silver had seen before, and.... well, he doesn't look like a trainer at all. Goldenrod was a big city, so tourists wouldn't be an issue. 

Except this man had no idea where he was, and probably where in the world he was. It was why it felt so strange to him. The thought of offering a helping hand crossed his mind for an instant, but it was immediately discarded. That'd be just wasting time. 

- "No wonder you are lost, then."

[villomaru]

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[j19z7]

Eren didn’t know what he was doing. The only thing he knew, is that he was curious and that everything around him looked really cool. When his shirt was snagged, the child let out a small oof, and nearly fell down on his bottom.

"Huh?" The child made the cutest of noises as he turned to look up at Silver. The boy looked really scary— even SCARIER than he had before. Why was that though? Did Eren do something wrong? Apparently he had, so the child decided to make it up to silver by wrapping his arms around Silver’s leg, and giving him a strong hug.

He also apologized. “I sowwy!” Though he apologized, the child didn’t really know what it is he did wrong. So he really, honestly, didnt know what to do now. Silver still had a grasp on his shirt, so when the bushes to his left began to rustle, the child couldn’t go investigate it— instead, he had to ask Silver about it. “Whaht dat?”

[scarletrival]

As long as the brat stayed away from danger and tall grass. Silver refused to let him go, grip tighter than he should be and probably harsher, but nothing could be done about it. Probably to keep Eren from wandering off somewhere. 

- "Just don't do something stupid," he mumbled. Gaze shifted them to the rustling bushes, pushing the boy behind him. He still looked serious, but the initial anger had long subdued.

Or maybe he just accepted he acted like an antenna for small children or obnoxious teenagers. Incredible. He reaches for his pocket and lets Sneasel out, still serving as a shield. 

- "It's a Pokémon. Like this one, see? But whatever is behind the bushes is wild, and probably won't like you bothering them. It's why it's dangerous."

A half assed explanation, but that'd work. As the other creature walks out of the bushes finally it is revealed to be a single Hoppip. It stared at them for a few seconds, then waddled back into the bushes, as if startled.