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landsharkbite‌:

Full credit to the little prankster, that got you for the most fleeting of instants. You froze like a statue carved from stone, your lone eye wide as a dinner plate before your shoulders went slack again.

“You know I’ve seen scarier things in my toilet, right honey?” Your tone offers the flavor of an apology. “It‘s not you, it’s me. I’m old and I’ve seen too much.”

The obvious question you have to ask leads to a quick scan of your surroundings. “Are you— are you out here by yourself, or are you with someone?”

“...He’d be mine...Sorry ‘bout my friend...”  Sheepishly, the gym leader approached the duo, gently taking the Gastly into his arms.  “...Hope he didn’t cause you too much trouble...”

“...He slipped away when I happened to be lookin’ elsewhere...”  Curiously, his cowlick had pointed at the other for a moment.  “...”  No, he wasn’t going to bring it up, Allister played it off as if his hair had just flopped.

“...If there’s anything I can do to make up for this...Please, let me know...’m Allister, by the way...”  He’d glanced away for a moment, he was rather bashful and held the ghost pokemon a bit closer to himself.

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@landsharkbite​

What was a Gastly without its trainer?  A nuisance, that’s what it was.  And Allister’s was no exception.

The pokemon in question had managed to slip away from his trainer’s eyes long enough to get far away enough to torture some poor soul nearby.

“Gaaas--!”  The pokemon cried out as he appeared in front of Rosa, though, the startling cry was enough to grab Allister’s attention from afar.  The trainer in question already rushing over to the scene his pokemon was causing.

[alcremtea]

@stowoniside​ liked for a starter

“And you as well, Allister? My my, it seems like this place really is busier than I’d expected.” Opal offered the young gym leader a smile, happy to see him. “It’s quite an exciting little town, isn’t it? Much bigger than Ballonlea, I’ll say as much!”

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“Ah...Opal...”  He greeted the other gym leader with a timid wave. “It’s...Very busy...’s a lot different from Stow-on-Side...”

“...At least you seem well, despite everything...”  He’s not the most eloquent, but the sentiment was there...

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@wampaa​

What an adorable Yamper...He’d rather not bombard the poor thing and seemed much more content and at ease just watching the pokemon from afar...

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          @stowoniside​. // winterfes sc.

Logically, Rui should have stayed away from the lake. All it took was one bad run-in with someone in an area for you to not want to go back there again. But – living in Cotes, it was impossible to not have heard the whispers and the mumbles, the talk of how pretty the Lake of the Koi was all lit up at night now. And with it being that bustling – surely it would be okay.

So Rui found himself lost in thought, walking a few steps out onto the lake and staring down at the koi and the kappa both swimming around in the illuminated depths. It was – mesmerizing.

–there was–some sort of blur out of the corner of his eye, though.

Rui turned his head, only to come face-to-face with some sort of Orb–

–unlike himself, Rui gave a gasp and a step back, only to slip on the ice and tumble down onto the frozen lake. Things still hurt with him being as weakened here as he was, and a groan caught in the boy’s throat.

“Mmgh…”

With a shake of his head to try to ground himself, Rui stared back up in an attempt to make sense of what he’d just seen. Orb was definitely still there, but it looked like it was tagging along with some sort of – masked – kid? That was more normal.

“… is that – your …” Uh. “… yours?”

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His Gastly had paid no mind to Rui, it just came with the game of being a ghost.  The pokemon was more fixated on if his trainer was having a good time or not.  Given the festivities taking place at the lake, it was safe to say that Allister was entranced to a degree. 

Though, when attention was brought to Allister, he turned around to face the other, who’d appeared to slip on the ice.  A sleeve brought to his face, and a tilt to his head, he formulated a response.

“...Yes, he’s m’friend...”  A simple answer, but it was the truth at least.  Even at home, he’d get some strange looks for his choice in pokemon.  But, for some reason, it felt like whatever this place was, he’d be put more on the spot about it.

“...I can put ‘im away...If you want...”  Not before Allister put his hand out, offering to hoist Rui back up from the frozen lake, certainly that wasn’t comfortable.

“He’s not gonna hurt you, though...If that helps...”

[ecllipse]

i like him

[shelgon]

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Ghost Evolution

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amoirsetpacis‌:

          ★ –;; Inevitably, it didn’t take long for the gaggle of children that usually shadowed his coat tails to drag Vash out into the frozen white blankets that covered the city, regardless of his dramatic moaning and groaning about the cold (even if it was only for show). He’s been pulled into making an absolute monstrosity of a snow ‘angel’, been rolled around in the snow as if they were making a snowman out of him, and now, they’ve decided was time for true reckoning. 

Vash absolutely shrieks as snowballs whiz past him before one finally hits him with a firm smack in the back of the head, and he promptly trips over himself into the nearest mound of snow.

It’s only when his head finally manages to pop back out that he catches sight of their newest observer. 

“Hey!” he chimes, a smile on his face as a clump of snow falls from his destroyed nest of hair onto his nose.

“Do you wanna join?”

“...”  He brought his hand up and tapped the mask he was given upon arrival.  It did feel much more durable than the masks he had at home.  Perhaps...He could join in without fear of it breaking.

Still, no verbal response, he kicked his feet in the powdery snow.  It was a very tempting offer.  Maybe a quick game couldn’t hurt...He brought his pokeball up and returned his Gastly for the time being.

“...It...Couldn’t hurt...Can’t be here too long though...”  Trudging along in the snow, he brought himself much closer to the group of aforementioned children.  “...’M not very good at this...”  Despite the fact he was from a rather frigid region, he simply didn’t have time for little games like this outside of his leader duties.

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@takatorabatta​

Repeated reflections seemed to be the the theme of this room, he had practically no blind spots.  Thanks to this and his ghostly companion, Allister could tell the other party in the mirror room seemed off put by the gaseous pokemon.

“...”  How to word this...  “...’s fine.  He’s not goin’ to hurt you...”  Nailed it (not really.)  “If ya want...I could put ‘im away...”

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@regaljustice​

“...”  Staring was rude.  But, it’s not like anyone could tell he was staring, as his mask obscured his eyes.  Though, he felt like he’d been noticed, he quickly grew skittish and began to panic internally.

“...’M-M sorry.  I was just admirin’ your brooch...’s unique...”

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@amoirsetpacis 

“...”  Snow Fun Allowed, huh?  Normally, youth like Allister would jump at the chance to join in on the fun.  But, Allister wasn’t like most kids, he was scared he might not get along with others, or worse, he’d become a target.  A child with a penchant for ghosts was considered rather weird, even where he was from.  Though, he was harmless at best.

“...Let’s go, Gastly...”  Allister beckoned for his pokemon to come along.  “...Maybe there’s something else we could do...”

[krakenfinsoup]

pokemon stuff

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dont mind the kid with the gaseous toxic fume orb for a pokemon-.  consider this a starter call capped @ 3 with pokemon castmates exempt (all of You) may or may not be winter fest related!  depends on what im feelin-

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ALLISTER: THE GHOST SPECIALIST

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“Oh...No...”  The masked boy found himself rubbing at the one ball he was granted to keep.  This place was strange, the most he could relate it to was purgatory, but even that didn’t sit right.  Given all the festivities around at current, Allister already found himself wanting to find wherever he would call home for now and just curl up.  Something told him this wasn’t a nightmare, it all felt too real.  And boy, was it cold.

“...I wonder...Who was allowed to accompany me...”  Allister pressed the button in the middle of the ball to let out his partner pokemon.  To his surprise, he wouldn’t find a Gengar, but rather, Gastly.

The pokemon and trainer both exchanged glances.  A tired glance from the ghost pokemon, especially readable.

“...This...Is not funny...”

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Allister || Pokemon Shield

*hands you a ghost* *hands you a ghost* *hands you a ghost* *hands you a ghost* *hands you a ghost*

Described by the announcer as a friend.  He would be correct.

Has trouble expressing himself, but he’s a good kid.

Took on the responsibility to be a gym leader at a young age, sometimes he forgets he’s just a kid.

There was a mysterious accident that happened that made him attuned to ghosts.  He doesn’t talk about it.

Luckily, that’s where Gengar comes in-

Well, Gastly in this case-