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                                                                  The robot monkeys were awakened,                      AND I, CHIRO, MADE THEIR LEADER.                              Our quest: save Shuggazoom City from the evils of the Skeleton King.

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chirospearo

He’s silent for a moment, looking back at the creature before forward again. He couldn’t force Keldeo to stay, but he also didn’t want to be responsible for his possible death or at least severe injuries if he were to go back out on his own. Something told Chiro that Keldeo could defend himself, but at the same time the land outside of Shuggazoom city was…..dangerous. Damned. Not worth saving or putting time into. Deceased – there were many words and phrases that could use to describe the land and none of them were good.

“Alright.” He replies and makes his way across the bridge. It doesn’t take long for them to get back to the center of the city where the robot was normally settled. The rest of the team was already there and Chiro gave them a heads up he had a passenger.  “It’s gonna get bumpy for a second, but then we can get out and maybe get you a better view of the city and where you are.” He said before the robot resembled itself. Then he unbuckled once everything was settled and stood up. 

“Would you like to go outside or I can take you to the center of the robot and give you a visual on the whole planet.”

     He’d continue to stare at his hooves, brooding over        his predicament until they were well across the bridge. Cobalt eyes        became glued to the screen from where he lay the moment he laid        his eyes on him, watching as the gleaming buildings of steel grew        ever more closer. The unsettling feeling of misplacement also grew        in Keldeo’s heart, but he didn’t remove his eyes from the screen        ahead.        The structures were incredibly tall. Most of them were taller than the        tallest trees he’s ever come across. It was belittling and fascinating        all the same. Keldeo didn’t like feeling so small, even if he was already        shorter than this young human who had taken him in. For humans,        his kind had certainly learned how to construct these heavensward        towers.

        Unfortunately, however, he’s too fixated to notice the gathered         automobiles within the city center, and eventually Chiro’s warning.         As a result, Keldeo nearly loses his balance and whinnies briefly,         striking his side up against the tank interior again when it begins         to shake. The cranking of gears and steel meet his ears as the         automobile begins to settle again. Once it does, Keldeo snorts         and shakes his disheveled red mane, getting back on his hooves.         ‘ What was that? What was that noise? ‘ He         inquires, staring wide-eyed at the boy. Humans and their strange         technology! The colt grunts and tilts his head at Chiro’s question,         the surprised, unsettled look on his snout slowly fading away.         ‘ You can do that? ‘ He had never heard of such a thing as seeing         an entire planet. He only knew a few ancient maps, and the world         as it was seen from hooves planted on the ground. But, it still         piqued his curiosity.               ‘ I’d like to see what this planet looks like. ‘

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                      ☽ ▒ In a different world

At the smile of the coalt, the pricess smiled more, it seems that her words boasted him a bit.

But the mirror, the mirror is the priority, if that mirror ended in wrong hands it could be FATAL, her smile faded away, trying to remember where she saw it for last time, they both separated when she crossed the portal, the mare for one way and the mirror for the other way

                   “I am not quite sure, maybe i lost it tracks when

                              I crossed the mirror… It dissappeared, like someone

                              or something took it.

                     It was small, with jewels on the holder if I remember well”

Says Luna to the young pokemon, she couldn’t remember it, she could hit her head when she arrived? She wasn’t sure. Maybe the memories would return after a while of walking around the place, who knows?.

But at his question, the mare eyes softened, why was he asking this, but it could be because he was alone?

“No, There is nopony like you back in Equestria, my apologies, young one”

      ‘ Took, huh? ‘ Keldeo parrots, pondering as he       followed along her side. Often times his young mind pinned the blame       for any instance on the humans--as poorly judged and biased as the       idea was. He felt he had a bone to pick with the species, and even       though he was slowly learning to jump over that hurdle of attacking       one instantly, he couldn’t help but think they too, were responsible for       stealing this mirror she spoke of.       At the thought of it, the colt grunts, frowning. ‘ Must be those humans       again. They’re thieves! They cut down our trees and pollute our rivers!       And they capture pokemon like me! ‘ Keldeo briefly rants, looking       somewhat displeased. ‘ I’d be careful if I were you. If we’re gonna hunt       them down, we’ll have to use strategy. I’ll help you out with that if you’d       like. ‘

        However, that stern look on his face melted away, and it was replaced         by a blank, slightly disappointed stare. ‘ Oh...oh, well, that’s okay! See,         I’ve never really seen anyone else who looks like me. ‘ He scarcely         even remembered the faces of his parents. They had been replaced         by his own mentors, and nowadays the trio was all he could think of.         Keldeo hadn’t seen another Virizion, Cobalion, or Terrakion in the world         either...so in a sense, he still felt like he fit in just fine.

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          HAD HE KNOWN EXACTLY WHAT KIND OF POKEMON it was, then maybe he would have reacted at a quicker time     –     rather than just staring with curiosities flickering through  molten GOLD. maybe he should’ve done something     ( no way would he want to catch it but BATTLING was a different story )     or maybe he should have at least KNOWN who he was dealing with. yet he stood there, transfixed in an odd gaze that he hoped wouldn’t scare it away. 

       Even from where he stood, he could see power hidden          somewhere in those golden eyes. Behind the veil of a curious gaze          the colt sensed a strength that radiated from the human whom stood          a fair distance from him. In response, those azure hooves tensed up,          and cobalt hues narrowed aggressively, though he made no other          gesture. Only the occasional swish of his tail was made, as he studied          the figure from afar.              ‘ ...You’re awfully patient, for a human, ‘ He finally                     states, thoughts echoing through telepathy. ‘ I’d expect a creature                     like yourself to have challenged me, by now. ‘

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Okay but just imagine that though he’s over 200 years old and pretty much the equivalent of a 16 year-old Keldeo still makes little horse noises when he’s not using telepathy in front of humans and he sounds really high pitched when he’s excited. I mean he is technically still a colt by his standards. Older than a yearling but no older than a three year-old horse by maturity---

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wiishfulheart

      ░ 🌟 ❝     See?! I told you! Now I know the name! Though I guess                        Keldeo says a lot more than just their name… Or thinks it…?     ❞

Wasn’t expecting words and no lip movement. Must’ve been some weird telepathy or something. Wanda could kinda do that- well, she could talk in general- just people here thought she had telepathy since the creatures here couldn’t really say many words. Right now that didn’t matter too much. The weird unicorn Pokemon seemed a bit miffed at being called a unicorn. 

The child smiles, and shakes his head. No battles- he just wanted to hang out with his fairies (who were currently a Gardevoir and Lairon) and play. Really, he only engaged in battles when he was in the mood to stop by a town’s gym or something. Unlike the other trainers in this world. Timmy was in this for the play, and not for any glory. Strange for him honestly, but since he didn’t want to capture any of the beings here, and had Cosmo and Wanda who could turn into any of them, he had no reason to really be a trainer. 

      ░ 🌟 ❝     Something like that! Just in it for the travels! I’m not really a big                         battle person!  Only when I need to get ready for a gym battle.                                   And even then, I still only do it for fun. I try not to tire                            out my Fair- um, Lairon and Gardevoir! By the way, what’s a                                      Sword of Justice? Sounds pretty cool!     ❞

       ‘ Well, normally I would speak, but from what        I was told your kind cannot understand me, ‘ Keldeo comments,        cobalt hues narrowing slightly in displeasure. They widen a bit at        the child’s shake of the head, however. Strange, most humans        accompanied with pokemon showed interest in challenging him,        or otherwise flashed their strange, box-shaped trinkets that spoke        with monotone voices. They learned things about him from those        things--things that they learned from steel pages rather than the        creature that before them.        That was...insulting, at the very least. Invading, too, for the humans        were able to know things about him without even asking for his name.        This human, though... ‘ What region do you come from, human? ‘ He        asks with slightly more curiosity. ‘ You obviously must not be from here        if you don’t know who my mentors are. ‘        He stands up straighter, blue tail plume swishing to one side as he        elaborates. ‘ We are protectors of this land. Protectors and defenders        of pokemon...bringers of justice to the wrongdoings of your        kind. ‘

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Kotonoha No Niwa + Rain Scenery

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{ ☼ }      “It’s strange!” The circling stopped once bare feet brought him back in front of Keldeo. From what he could see, the pokemon ( whatever that was ) looked nothing like any of the animals he’s ever seen in the forest before, so that brought some uncertainty to the situation.

                   “What’s your name? And what is a Pokemon?” If only Bagheera were here to explain this, since the panther knew everything ( speaking of which, where was Bagheera? ) “My name is Mowgli, and I live here.” Though his home was with the pack, which was rather close by.

     ‘ Well, I’m sorry if it seems strange to you.      It was my understanding that you humans would hear incoherent      sounds in place of my words otherwise, ‘ Keldeo nearly scoffs,      looking disgruntled.      The frown twists into a look of confusion as soon as the child asks       the question. He really is a strange human, the colt thinks to himself       as he further examines the boy. ‘ Most humans don’t live in the wild.       Most of them live in thatched, stone, or brick villages, and large places       filled with steel... ‘ Keldeo notes.       ‘ You don’t know what a pokemon is? ‘       He finally returns Mowgli’s question. ‘ ...How long’ve you been       out here? ‘

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November 4- Keldeo

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mxwlgli

{ ☼ }      “Wha–.”

                  Hearing a different voice in his own head felt strange, and it extremely unwanted. The tanned child circled the creature with narrowing eyes.

                  “How are you doin’ that?” The answers to questions thought would come later.

      ‘ What? ‘ Keldeo replies with a tilt of the       head, his gaze remaining fixed to the human child even       as they circled him. Using telepathy was like speaking a       second language--fluently. Sometimes, he forgot how       bothersome it could be to others who weren’t familiar       with his strange ability.

       ‘ You humans cannot understand my real tongue.          That is what I’ve been told. So I speak through thoughts--           telepathy. If you were a pokemon, I’d use my real method           of speech. ‘ He explains, shutting his eyes and raising his           snout slightly. ‘ ...I ask that you quit circling me. ‘