#iappearmissing

[diabotsis]

ghetsis needs one of these bitches:

Too many weaknesses and nothing I can't already find type coverage for. Other Pokémon can use its moves better than it can, and... well, maybe if the shiny was a little cooler. Contact me again when they figure out how to Mega Evolve Drapion (because my scientists are working on it, too...)

[guhamun]

@iappearmissing said (inbox):

neuvi sir can u pls stop telling me about the different waters of the world. i appreciate ur love of water but im tired.

❝My apologies. I had meant to share my thoughts with you over the various mineral properties of different kinds of water during the journey in hopes that it may be of interest. I must not have 'read the room' properly.❞ Unfortunately, it would happen again. This kind of knowledge could not be contained--

[aelirus]

“ why do you want to know so much about cha— rose…? “

- leon

He doesn't come across as a talkative sort, but it's when Leon asks him this question that he unflinchingly begins on his tirade:

"He and I met twenty years ago in Sinnoh, both as businessmen, while I was in the process of my ultimate goal to reset the universe. At the time I considered him unremarkable, which still holds some weight considering his complacency in the sorry state of things, but he allowed me to speak with him at length despite my disparaging remarks. This on its own was noteworthy and would make him stand out in my mind. For the short time we remained in contact, we partook in each others company enough for an odd relationship to form wherein we were engaging in borderline romantic behaviours.

All that being said, my plans for resetting the universe came to a halt when a shadowy Pokémon rend the fabric between this world and a pocket dimension where all non-existence lie, and imprisoned me in said pocket dimension. I was kept there for nearly twenty years, as I've learned since returning to this world, and while my disdain for this world and its inhabitants is not entirely removed from me I acknowledge that the ideal for my perfect world may be met through other means. Because I am bored of existing, I eventually decided I wouldn't condemn myself to a depressive slump but to attempt living as I am "supposed" to, and in this new era of my life I traveled to Galar.

In Galar I met Rose again, I suppose you know him, and he was excited to see me again. Him being one of the few connections I had left in the world where I did not feel strangled by expectation, I spent more and more time in his presence and we rekindled our relationship. He however hadn't learned anything from what I told him all the way back when we first met, because his life was as vapid and shallow as it had been back then, only now he had more influence and wealth. Essentially, he'd been conditioned to believe that staying his course was how he would become successful, which may be true, but isn't conducive to my interests.

Because of this, and my realising that I'd let myself become... attached... to someone who was irritating, I decided my first course of action was to fix it by force. If he wouldn't listen to the truth through my words alone then I would confront him with the truth through any means necessary. If he doesn't change, then at least I will be able to hurt him in the process for the idiocy he's displayed and my time being wasted."

Sweet Arceus.

"Now, unless you have anything that will help me towards this goal, I don't have time for you."

[karmicgold]

FOLLOW: for sender to stalk receiver, claiming they're doing it to protect them.

(from bruce, bcuz idk what he’d be protecting Adam from but stalking IS his love language)

it  was  almost  nauseating  .  the  spectacle  of  such  a  forsaken  place  where  light  comes  off  as  cumbersome  in  a  realm  so  dark  .  the  smell  of  death  lingered  ;  sweet  .  the  avatar  of  life  draws  close  inwards  towards  a  lone  alleyway  ,  his  golden  illustrious  form  ,  accentuated  by  powerful  shoulders  donning  crimson  .  the  matter  of  his  cosmic  imbued  golden  body  warded  off  the  darkness  that  threatened  to  bite  down  on  his  artery  ;  encasing  him  in  darkness  .  his  crimson  garbs  revealed  only  the  subtle  shift  of  muscle  and  stance  .  the  fine  line  of  his  spine  detailed  beneath  the  thick  textile  .  he  walks  as  his  hand  remains  firm  upon  the  staff  ,  fingers  curled  with  quiet  authority  ,  anchoring  him  against  the  consuming  heaviness  that  was  gotham  .  every  step  was  careful  ,  purposeful  ,  and  not  hesitant  but  controlled  ,  as  though  he  carried  the  weight  of  cosmic  judgment  in  his  stride  .

adam’s  visage  carved  with  solemn  lines  ,  contouring  down  to  the  curve  of  his  tightly  wedged  lips  .  shifting  filaments  of  golden  hair  that  fell  across  his  brow  as  he  stops  .  he  was  no  fool  to  discern  who  lurks  in  darkness  .  the  warden  of  souls  very  well  could  discern  evil  whence  it  came  ,  and  this  was  no  evil  .  he  was  being  watched  ,  and  adam  executed  his  position  with  purpose  ,  paying  mind  to  those  who  linger  .  “  your  silence  is  no  cloak  to  me  .  i  see  the  tremor  of  your  presence  even  in  the  abyss  .  “  adam  spoke  ,  his  voice  a  deep  timbre  and  cosmically  charged  with  authority  .  “  reveal  yourself  and  step  forth  from  the  veil  ,  for  the  cosmos  has  no  patience  for  masks  .  ”

the  golden  man  turns  then  ,  pearled  eyes  locked  on  the  overhanging  iron  beams  that  dripped  with  oiled  suffused  rain  water  .  he  could  just  barely  make  out  a  line  of  the  man’s  body  ,  melding  into  the  shadows  .

“  batman  .  ”  he  articulates  .  his  brows  furrow  as  he  listens  .  the  gem  wedged  in  his  brow  only  glittering  softly  as  he  shifts  to  stand  presently  in  what  little  light  the  environment  offered  .  upon  hearing  the  dark  knight  belie  his  presence  ,  he  reaffirms  his  grip  upon  his  winged  staff  .  “  protect  me  ?  you  cloak  yourself  in  shadow  ,  trailing  my  steps  as  though  i  were  prey  .  i  am  no  fragile  being  ,  batman  .  the  cosmos  bends  beneath  my  will  ,  yet  you  speak  of  guardianship  as  if  i  were  a  child  in  need  of  shelter  .  ”  his  eyes  turn  into  crescents  .  “  tell  me  —  what  danger  do  you  see  that  i  do  not  ?  ”

[snagorre]

📂📂

wes didn't mind miror b's theme song, but he cringed when he saw the guy dancing in synchronicity with his ludicolos.

wes has been apprehended by police when he was a teenager once, then learned how to avoid them thereon. because orrean police aren't competent if i recall correctly.

𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 ⸻ ACCEPTING.

[volcalder]

" HA! has anybody told ya you got some great jokes, alder?! "

peony is slapping his knee and laughing dad style.

"No-- but they usually show me to the door! BWAHAHA!"

The energy coming off these two right now could shake mountains and rouse a whole town from their slumber, but they were having such a good time that it was hard to come between them.

[diabotsis]

zygarde simply awaits its opportunity to bite ghetsis. it recognizes his desire to test L's immortality. and it recognizes its own desire to bite this man.

That opportunity was slow-coming, but came it did... in the form of one exposed ankle, perfectly in position for a set of cell-y, canine-y teeth to chomp down on.

He cries out with a hiss, tearing his foot away from that damn dog to look at it head-on.

The man in his robe has hardly any time to rebuke Zygarde before its hopping forward again to get a mouthful of many layers of cloth and start tugging. Ghetsis is essentially forced to play along with this (surprisingly strong for its size..) Pokémon's embarrassment ritual until one of his detail can scare it off.

"Gh! I can't say I expected much from Kalos! I mean, seriously, Pokemon in the streets!? It's an accident waiting to happen!"

[diabotsis]

i need no personal information--only the knowledge that healing will find you. even upon the darkest path, there is light waiting for all of us. <3 - L

"Yes, yes. And a blessed eternity to you, as well..."

He leans in just a tad, lowers his voice enough so that others might not hear;

"You're very annoying like this, do you know that? It's perhaps worse than when you were some mindless drone that'd blown a gasket, because now you are simply the mindless drone!"

He laughs as he pulls away, looking off to the side as though they'd shared a joke.

"Really! And to think you believe you have more "free will" and "agency" this way... that's just rather boring."

Especially in a place like Kalos. Perhaps "redemption" could strike for anyone when it was least expected, but to find beauty of all things in this heart of strange modern uniformity, where people live as slaves to their own image and to the whims of their leaders... well, Ghetsis could only imagine Lysandre hadn't been redeemed, but reformed into subservience. Perhaps as a message from the higher-ups, what with the way they dressed him that put forth such a specific image.