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a growl, followed by more barks. it was not meant to be here. even ree's new 'friend' made them uneasy, a reminder to another, as well as the unorderly. paradoxes, they did not belong, let them be sent to another world, never again returning.
this was different, however, worse even.
' i need to go. ' voice echoing in ree's mind while teeth gritted and growled before seeming to shatter into pieces, leaving only the orange core.
@skullkxd
@giirafariig sent: " trapped from another world ? tell me about . i mean . what . " ( sorry this popped in my brain and i had to JFOSJIODF )
"WHAT?" SHE PARROTS WITH FAR MORE BEWILDERMENT, looking questioningly at the other. Her gaze slips away then, absentmindedly falling to ground for a trace moment, before snapping back to the other and repeating, "WHAT?!"
Often times, Mari isn't smart. Frequent were moments where she lacked awareness. But this time she was holding the braincell, and their poor attempt to cover their tracks is noticed. "You too?!"
@giirafariig // Askbox " oh . turnip . just a . tyranitar . " putting turnip in their pokeball
He saw that. He saw more than enough to spark his mind with weird curiosity, but not the sort of curiosity that people would want to know about, instead being the sort where his twisted scientific mind comes into play with all sorts of gruesome thoughts; 'What was that and how does it work inside if it looks so strange?' And 'He needs to get a hold of it to find out'.
"That looked relatively like one, yes..." He pauses for a moment after speaking, a brow perking high. Neutral of expression and with folded arms, he doesn't look threatening or anything related. Instead, he looks calm and collected, almost disinterested in a sense, the risen eyebrow being the only thing to speak of any sort of curiosity. "But also... Not."
He doesn't know how to proceed. He isn't one to take things from others, even strange people like this one. But this thing, this... Pokémon? Of sorts... It would surely have scientific value. Surely...
"A regional variant I know nothing about, perhaps?"
... pardalis :) variiavi
SPEAK WITH TUR0'S POKÉMON.
━━ YOU GOT: IRON CROWN!
« what is it that you think you know, child? »
its question is condescending, perhaps, but it is nonetheless sincere. an electronic rumble echoes from within its steely frame, sounding something like a bleat or a gruff breath twisted by electronic distortion.
« you think that you know us. you know of us; you are familiar with the intricacies of our anatomy, and you know that we are not of this time. WE DO NOT BELONG HERE. but are you familiar with our future, that which me and my comrades are from? have you the clairvoyance to see what this world's future holds? would you claim to know for certain that the future of this world and the world which you call home are one and the same? SURELY NOT. »
its steel hooves click against the laboratory floor as it paces around pardalis, its head held high.
« despite our great knowledge, we do not know not where you are from, nor would we claim to. you do not know where we are from, nor should you claim to. we are both from a distant future this world has yet to see; that much is true, but what is the future? »
the paradox pokémon looks down upon pardalis with an indecipherable expression—indecipherable even to a child such as themself, who is one of the few present in the modern day that can claim to truly understand these strange creatures first described in dubious, fantastical texts.
« do not tread this world as though you know what the future has in store for it, child. tread it lightly, like any reasonable creature with common sense, but do not LOATHE it for what it supposedly has or has not done to better or worsen your future. LIVE IN THE MOMENT, lest you, too, be blinded by that which you cannot see. »
@giirafariig
"It is, yeah! A lot of Ghost-types are said to manifest in objects that have strong feelings attached to 'em. So I bet the Sinistea line could never have appeared anywhere but in Galar, eh! Though mine are more of the... lingering spirit sort, I guess y'could say?"
He rocked his head to the side, in direction of his Mismagius and his Dusclops, one hovering around the other.
"You've ever had to train a Ghost-type?"
chichai was a free pokemon, not tied to anyone or anything. a pokemon free to explore the world and go about as she liked. and so she did very often, a little pikachu bounding her way through the forest and the trees, through the mountains and along the shore. one of her favorite hobbies was to pick up little things to show her trainer, her friend. the woman she'd spent so long following. even when they were apart, they would always be together. and while chichai valued her freedom, she valued six more. and so there would be times where she would find little trinkets to bring back to her as souvenirs on her travels. today seemed to be no different.
along the shore of the sea of staranza, where the water seems to gleam and glitter with the light of the stars, the little pikachu calls out across the water in a gentle cry. as if to answer, a serene cry calls from the depths below, closer and closer until the beautiful serpent breaks through the surface of the water, head facing her favorite creature. clearly friends, chichai hops onto milotic's back, riding out across the water. the pair spend some time together, laughing and playing until the pikachu spots something below the surface, something different from the usual glittering colors that lie below the waves. together, the pair dive below, chichai holding on tight, holding her breath as she hangs onto her friend, and milotic grabs the object of her interest in her mouth. together, the pair resurface and take chichai to the shores, where she inspects the strange crystal with a blue glow. this would be perfect to take back to six.
and so she does, back to honaru city and over by the cafe that sat near the tower of memories, six sits, enjoying a small lunch when her little friend bounds up, calling out to her with a happy expression. ❝ chichai ! what've you got there ? is that for me ? ❞ the pikachu excitedly nods, holding out the small crystal to her favorite person in the world. a gentle coo leaving her electric form as she passes it to six's gloved palm.
it doesn't take long for something to go horribly wrong. as soon as six's fingers touch the crystal, they wrap around it in an incredibly tight grip, refusing to let go. eyes glaze over to a milky white, everything is happening so fast as raretia's champion falls out of the chair she's perched in onto the street beside her beloved friend. the hand not holding the crystal attempts to reach out to the pikachu, and chichai reaches to grab it before it falls. there's a commotion around her, people getting up to figure out what's happened. but six hears none of it. nothing at all.
and it is then that the inky blackness of a dream consumes rareita's very own champion. ⸝⸝ @giirafariig
🕯️- giirafariig
Thoughts (accepting!)
Zing doesn’t like or trust them, but zing is like that with everybody, so I don’ think that should be part of my judgment.
They look fine. We’ve met a couple times. I don’ think they’ve got bad intentions? They’re just a kid, like me. Lost, maybe, and definitely alone. I’d offer to let them stay on my bunk bed but I think zing would tear my mattress up. I’m already pushin’ my luck with Tamagotcha.
I wanna get to know em better.
✔ - giirafariig
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