#harrygothitelle

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(( flat colors, this isn’t done, is still needs to be shaded and given some tweaks here and there

but yes.

70s Gothitelle boys. ))

[askgothitelle]

[ x ] [ @gregnas-the-grouch ]

Harry let out a yelp as the miniscule Gallade struck his knee. The nerve! 

“Oi!” he called out, “The hell’s that for? Can’tcha take some jokin’ around?” he held his knee in his hand.

All the while, Cesare eyed Yemir, appearing to be deep in thought. It felt like he just got back.

Still ... Yemir was a friend. In a way, she had helped them escape with her outburst. And she seemed pretty desperate. In fact, Cesare felt that if he turned her down, he would likely go down the same path as Harry. Or worse. Maybe she’d bite him or something.

Furthermore, training could help to be a safeguard against Eudai, should he ever rear his head around Cesare again. Cesare still felt ashamed at how effortlessly Eudai was able to flick him away. This had to end.

And so, the Gothitelle continued to stare at Yemir for just a moment longer before speaking.

“I’ll come with you. I don’t have much else to do. So where is this place? Do you know anything about it, or are you as in the dark as I am?”

[nebulousmeadows]

Imminent Regret Pt 4

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Harry rose abruptly, brushing snow and twigs off his sleeves before returning to full position.

Clearly frustrated that his distraction attempt did not work, he wracked his brain for other ideas. Out of the corner of his eye, he had noticed that Perseus was setting up his own version of Grass Knot. So that was taken care of ... at least for now. What else could Harry do? He thought it over -- most of his moves were offensive in nature, which was not currently working in his favor.

He did have another move in mind, but to use it so soon after his Grass Knot scheme seemed like a poor idea. Maybe, just maybe though ... What if he launched an attack at Elizabeth regardless? Perhaps it would throw Eudai off. He'd likely at least take a little time to block said attack. But then ... what if ...

Harry didn't have much time to dawdle here. So he did what he could: He began waving his arms about wildly to capture Eudai's attention. "Hey buddy! Over here! Look at me when I'm talkin' to ya. Just wanted to ask a question -- you a fruit kinda guy? What's your favorite kind? You like 'em raw or pureed? Or ..." Harry continued on. This idea was stupid, but it was something.

He hoped to the Gods above that it would work.

Eudai stared off into the distance, having missed his attack. These individuals were certainly lighter on their feet than Cesare. That much was certain. Perhaps this battle could provide some modicum of intrigue in this battle after all? Regardless, now wasn't the time to fool around. Despite having splintered the tree in front of him like it were nothing, the ghost slowly turned around. Only to eye the one called Harry waving his arms like a lunatic. Asking Eudai about fruit of all things.

While most would just strike this off as another absurd attempt to distract them. When it came to Eudai, his eyes twitched slightly under his normally emotionless demeanor as it tickled that one part of his brain. The urge to exchange in information. So Eudai did what he did best. He indulged in it. "Oh, well that all depends on my mood, really. Raw if I have little time and need a quick snack. Puree if I desire a smoothie and lust for the complex mixture of fruits blended together for essential nutrients."

One might say Harry's distraction was working. Until a ball of fire suddenly started forming right above Eudai's head, like a miniature sun. The raw power emanating from it suggested it was something akin to Inferno, and it was aiming right at Harry. "I appreciate the inquiry, though. Even if we may be trying to kill each other." Eudai stated politely as he prepared to fire it at the lanky Gothitelle.

Harry's lips curled themselves into a small smile as he watched Eudai prep his attack and prepare to launch. Perfect.

Harry stopped flailing about and cupped his hands together, a ball of lively green light forming around them. Energy Ball -- another Grass move, sure, but hopefully if he threw it forcefully enough, then when it hit Eudai's Inferno, the two would still collide and come to a halt.

And so that is just what Harry did -- quickly he launched the Energy Ball at Eudai's Inferno, bracing himself for any kind of impact.

(( Writing by me, Russ (@askgothitelle), and Rids (@gregnas-the-grouch) ))

[thevaloroushearts-archive-blog]

Cassiopeia: “Coupled with my former career as full-time magician, I feel it blends very nicely with my vision~

Now tell me, fellow Gothitelle, have I explained them to you well? Or shall I delve deeper into their spell~?”

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[ @askgothitelle ]

[askgothitelle]

Finally, Harry and Cesare were back in Sinnoh. And Floaroma Town wasn’t far.

Harry jabbed his elbow into his shorter companion’s side. “So, you n’ Elizabeth. A thing now?”

“I guess so,” Cesare said. “But it did just happen, so don’t go prying.”

Harry shrugged. Fair enough, there wasn’t much for him to try and dig up yet. “It’ll be real nice to get home, that’s for sure. Out of this snow hell and away from all that crazy ghost stuff.”

Harry definitely had a point. Cesare was also happy to be able to see his mother and sister again. 

Unknown to them, they were being watched. From a distance, a lone Pokemon observed them intently, Cesare in particular. A soft glow emanated from the flames atop their head, but it wasn’t enough to catch the two Gothitelle’s attention.

[askgothitelle]

Imminent Regret Pt 8

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Eudai narrowed his eyes. These Gothitelles simply refused to back down, their persistence was starting to grate on what little was left of his patience. The ghost prepared to make his next move when a sudden boom stopped him in his tracks. Swiftly turning around, a large explosion had erupted from the far reaches of White Forest off in the distance. Brilliant blue flames danced, reaching towards the sky with ambitious intent as smoke billowed around it. 

Yet, that wasn't the most disturbing part. One could hear the loud bellow of a roar in the distance. Fierce. Filled with such fury, the feeling was practically palpable as the roar reverberated through the forest with such power. Eudai stood there, stiff as a statue. Face frozen as it made it difficult to discern exactly what it was he was feeling, even as the flames flickered in the distance. 

"... So, you succeeded in keeping me from my objective." He stated bluntly, his voice as cold as ever, slowly turning around. His gaze fell upon the Goths with such terrifying intensity. Though one couldn't see it. Behind his stoic expression, one could feel a brief glimpse of emotion flicker, if barely for a moment. 

Hatred.

"Yes... I would very much like to murder you now." He whispered quietly through Elizabeth's lips as his own voice grew stronger. The air around them fell still as that terrifying power they felt coming from Eudai before... It was only the tip of the iceberg. And they were about to run into the full force of it.

While Eudai’s hatred may have been there for a fleeting second, it didn’t slip past Madeleine. 

Oh, she felt it. And it sent chills down her spine. 

With the threat of death looming over their heads, she had to think of something fast. There was no time to waste. And yet, while quick thinking was important, so was strategy; she couldn’t afford to be rash with her actions. 

Luckily, after hearing the explosion, Perseus finally started to come to his senses. Bright red eyes swept over his surroundings, and he became more alert as seconds went by. What had he been doing this entire time? Standing around instead of actually doing something? This confrontation was already falling to pieces. The intense, murderous glare in Elizabeth’s eyes was enough for him to discern that. 

“Shit, what now?” He called to the others in an urgent voice. “We held him back, but he still hasn’t let her go! What do we do?” 

Madeleine made a quick, hasty reply as she continued to wrack her brain for ideas. “I’m not sure yet! All I know is that we’re in deep trouble right now!”

"Well what do you think?" Harry called out to the other two, his voice loud and clear. "Keep improvising. Ain't got jack shit we can do otherwise." And with that, Harry stepped forward again, having shaken off most of the Thunder attack by now. 

"Now let's try this ..." he muttered to himself, fiddling with his fingers and looking down momentarily. His vision was still a bit blurry, and he squeezed his eyes shut and rubbed his head. He knew things were messed up, and he had to focus. After a minute, he opened his eyes with a clearer view on what he was doing -- or at least as clear as Harry ever was. He then looked back up at Eudai (he hoped it was Eudai) and flashed the specter an especially toothy grin. 

Harry puffed out his chest in a rather showy manner, hands on his hips, one foot forward. "Hey darlin', there was just one other thing I wanted to ask." his voice took a huskier, almost raspy tone and he swayed his hips to the side. "Just wanted to get your little opinion on somethin'. What do ya think of ... THIS??!!" 

Harry spun in the blink of an eye, then winked his own to Eudai and blew him a kiss made of some kind of bizarre energy. Pink, glittery, and manifested in the shape of a heart ... as well as imbued with licentious overtones.

(( writing by @gregnas-the-grouch , @ask-nebulousmeadows , and me ( @askgothitelle )

art by me ( @askgothitelle ) ))

[askgothitelle]

Imminent Regret Pt 14

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Perseus’s pace quickened when he heard that roar, moving to stand beside Madeleine while she stood up. << C’mon, we have to go. >> He urged her on. << We’ll just run... if we can even do that here. >> 

The Malebranche was really starting to show fatigue with his sunken features, and it was becoming more and more difficult to keep a strong hold on Elizabeth. How he wished he could take a break. But rest would come later. Not now. 

Madeleine glanced around for the best escape route, after overhearing the conversation between Whisper and Eudai. Now was the time to take action and get out. << Harry, do you have Cesare? >> She asked while looking back to check on the other two, her brows knit with concern.

Letting out a strained grunt due to the weight of the other Gothitelle on his shoulders, Harry wearily trudged over to the others, giving them a thumbs up. <<Got him.>> 

Cesare was still clearly out cold, and his limbs dangled from where Harry did not have him completely secured. <<So what' the scoop?>> Harry asked, nearly falling over, but regaining his footing so that both he and Cesare would stay propped up. <<Do you two think we can manage a teleport if we put our energy together?>> 

He glanced over to Eudai and Whisper, his teeth gritted. <<Better think fast.>>

<< Maybe. We can certainly try. >> Focusing her psychic energy, Madeleine placed her hands on her friends’ shoulders, prepared to teleport somewhere further away. 

However... she felt nothing. There was no power, even for her alone. She tried it again. 

Still nothing. 

<< It’s not working. >> Madeleine tensed, biting her lower lip. << Something must be blocking it. >> Perseus hissed through his teeth at this news. << Better start running, then. We don’t have much time. >>

"... Did you- who am I kidding, of course you did." Eudai murmured as he stared at Whisper. The Dusknoir let out a raspy cackle, her voice so horrendous, it caused physical pain, even to the likes of Eudai. The Mismanoir was about to inquire further, when suddenly he was cut off by the sound of loud stomping. Without another word, Eudai suddenly shrunk into his smaller form, catching Whisper by surprise. "Oh, you cheeky cunt-GACK!" 

The Dusknoir suddenly found her head being gripped by something strong. And on fire, did she forget about the fire? Whisper shrieked as he felt her body being raised, wriggling in place as she came eye to eye with a much larger and enraged Yemir. True, Yemir has always been known for her absurdly larger and massive height. But now? Even the tallest tree seem to only come up to her midthigh. Her body seem to convulse and twitch, flames erupting out of every wound in her flesh like blood. The Gallade's eyes were wide, wild and her teeth bared, sharper than ever. 

Whisper wriggled, chuckling nervously as she tried to reason with Yemir. "Yemir, beloved sister of mine!... How are you?" All the ghoul got in response was a loud snarl before being slammed into the ground, knocking the wind out of her. All the while, Eudai started to shift slowly towards the trees. Cautious of how volatile Yemir was at the moment.

(( writing by @gregnas-the-grouch ,  @ask-nebulousmeadows, and me ( @askgothitelle ))

[askgothitelle]

Imminent Regret Pt 11

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While Madeleine had to resist her urge to grin at Harry’s yodeling, Perseus was absolutely on edge. What the hell were they doing? Were they asking to die? He later caught sight of the look on Eudai’s face, and it told him that maybe it was time to stop. 

Right now. 

Hence, he yelled over Harry’s voice with the highest volume he could muster. “HEY, will you cut that out for a second?! This is going in a very bad direction!” 

Despite the yodeling, Madeleine could hear him say these words, and with that, she finally drew her focus towards Eudai once more. 

That smile made her blood run cold. 

She paled. 

With her gaze still locked on the wraith, Madeleine gently set a hand on her friend’s shoulder. “Harry...” she whispered, “Harry, he really means it. Look.” 

Harry was not appreciative of Perseus trying to cut off his performance. Did he not like his glorious war cry? Rude. 

Madeleine brought his attention back more to the task at hand and less to his own ego and fantasies of bursting Eudai's eardrums. "Oh...?" Harry slowly turned his head downwards to get a better look at Eudai. 

A smile, huh? He didn't expect that. He doubted it was because he was a fan. The tall Gothitelle cocked his head ever so slightly, examining Eudai with increased scrutiny. The others were right. This didn't look very good.

Again the vines seemed to nudge their way forward, but only slightly, as near invisible nubs on his shoulders. Still, he'd draw them out again if he must. He went over a list of moves in his head that he could throw Eudai's way if things got that bad -- but if he was really as strong as he seemed ... then what? Either way, Harry remained silent and continued to watch Eudai.

The air became still, unnerving, the tension rising as one could feel something big coming their way. Suddenly the air reverberated as a familiar started to emanate from Elizabeth's body. It was the same psychic energy as before. But the sheer volume and potency of it, how the pressure felt like an ocean crashing down on the Gothitelle's heads. It was abundantly obvious that everything they had faced in regards to Eudai at this point was tame in comparrison at this point. They would get their wish. Eudai would come out. But would they live long enough to regret it was another matter entirely.

As the ground around them shook and the air shuddered, one could see that simple smile on Eudai's face. The same face that would want nothing more than to see them dead for their interference.

(( writing by @gregnas-the-grouch, @ask-nebulousmeadows, and me ( @askgothitelle ) 

art by @ask-nebulousmeadows ))