#kairoi

[naturalist-journal]

[iruludavare]

{ ooc. Arceus: creates titan-esque eldritch beings like Dialga, Palkia and Giratina

Xerneas and Dialga: 

"This tiny thing is my child and i love them” }

[wormdritch]

@kairoi​  &&.  replied...                “Ah so your finally awake, its almost the spooking hour”

ah.  what  was  the  phrase  mortals  used  to  describe  it?  (  the  most  wonderful  time  of  the  year?  )      ❝  my  time  has  come.  ❞

[pridepoisoned]

”why.” The dragon hissed,being in jupiters presence made his blood boil but he was ultimately doing his best to stay even remotely composed ,for all dialga wanted was SOME sense of understanding,”why do you hurt others to gain what you cannot?,is it for some sort of pride?” -Dialga

Even as the seething temporal deity towers over her. Jupiter simply gazes back up at Dialga, equal parts annoyed contempt and mocking pity gleaming within her amethyst gaze. The higher being’s telepathic rage thunders in the Commander’s eardrums, causing her to furrow her brow and touch steadying fingers to her frostbitten temples. Hm. 

Yes, traces of Dialga’s awesome power can still be felt by everyone present atop the Spear Pillar, even with crisscrossed links of crimson red encircling his steely frame. Despite the legendary Pokemon’s enraged state, he’s been effectively rendered toothless by Team Galactic’s master plan. Jupiter can’t help herself--thoughts of a new world are racing excitedly through her head, everything else be damned. They are so close to realizing Cyrus’s vision now...

And so, with Dialga drained of free will and bound in place by Galactic’s terrifying bindings, the Commander takes a cocky step forward...and smirks.  

“For being Sinnoh’s master of time, you aren’t very observant, are you? How disappointing...” she drawls, eyes narrowing. “Team Galactic is moments away from realizing its dream: a new and more fulfilling world for everybody. Yes, some Pokemon and people may have gotten hurt along the way, but they opposed us, were too narrow-minded with their own visions. Sinnohans are ready for change, a clean break from the past...and Team Galactic is going to graciously provide a way forward into this brighter tomorrow.”

As if on cue, the Red Chain constricts Dialga’s movement even further. Jupiter’s smirk twists, turns into something crueler...and she takes another brazen step forward, the crimson light illuminating her satisfied expression. In a matter of minutes, Dialga will finally receive some much-needed aid in the form of a certain heroic intervention...but not right now. In this moment, Galactic has nearly won...and Jupiter is gleefully twisting the knife.

“With raw human ingenuity and scientific innovation, our team has shackled Sinnoh’s supposed temporal god and turned him into a mere tool. Pride? I’m proud of the fact that the Red Chain has transformed a deity...into a dog,”  the Commander laughs. “I hope you’re prepared. We’ll be using you and your abilities quite extensively soon...”  

[ohtragedy]

No anons here we go in like men, how does wallace feel about steven as a whole

“My thoughts on Steven, hm? My, that’s a heavy question. You’re going to be here for a while.”

Lithe fingers steeple themselves as elbows prop themselves on top of the table that the champion was at, his expression filled with a fondness as he recalled his thoughts in regards to his companion—his most beloved. His chin rests upon his fingers, and Wallace gives out a thoughtful hum.

“Well, to put it simply, Steven is my everything.”

Malachite gaze flickers upwards for a moment before they close, the man of Sootopolis playing every moment in his mind.

“Steven…Is a good man. One of the greatest people I know. Most have been surprised by my interest Steven; and I think that may be a basis upon our looks alone. He isn’t afraid to get dirty, after all.”

“However, Steven and I have known each other since we were younger. Our Pokémon were a Beldum and a Feebas back then; and we were on our own journeys. Back then, I never once thought that the both of us would be Champions of Hoenn; I was pleased to run Sootopolis’ gym when I was old enough—But watching Steven become the champion was admirable. The look of excitement in his eyes; it was almost as adorable as he was when he was speaking about the newest mineral specimen he found.”

“He’s just so fascinating. When he speaks about the things he’s interested in, there’s such a beautiful glimmer in his eyes. He’s beautiful in his own way, if I’m being honest. I’ve always thought so. I’ve just been so drawn to him and his adventurous behaviour—Opposites attract, so to speak, and I’ve never had a day where I saw myself without him.”

“There’s almost a…serenity, when I’m around him. It feels as though nothing else matters. Sure, he may be a little oblivious at times, and I may have been pining for him for over a decade, but none of that matters, really. Every touch I stole, every amount of affection I’ve given to him he has returned in stride. I waited for Steven for a long time, and I would have waited until my last breath, if I had to.”

Fingers move and idly tap against the wood of the table, Wallace’s gaze opening half way as a smile stretches upon his lips.

“I have loved Steven for as long as I could possibly remember. And In turn I had hoped that maybe he would feel the same; but beyond that, I feel the safest around Steven. There’s a sense of security wrapped up in chipped nails and dirt that I will always be drawn to. Steven is…home. He’s perfectly imperfect. The rarest gem one could ever find.”

“If anything were to happen to him, I’m not sure what I would do.”

// @rockheadcd come get your food.

[darqvoid]

*     @kairoi​​   :   ‘  has  it  been  that  long ?  ’ -Dialga/hovers at u   [  . . .  ]   question  starters,  accepting.

          ALL  AT  ONCE,  the  midsummer  sun  warming  their  back  dissipates,  the  soft  lavender  hue  of  the  blooms  they’d  been  inspecting  appear  a  deep  blue  in  the  waning  light.  there’s  a  fortunes’  worth  of  folktale  and  hushed  story  told  ‘round  campfire  that  have  molded  the  shadow  of  the  nightmare - bringer  to  an  all - consuming  one   ;   an  endless void  beneath  one’s  very  bed  that’d  swallow  their  fragile  minds  whole,  leaving  terror  and  festering  paranoia  in  their  wake.  but  an  image  inflated  by  mankind’s  need  for  one  to  crucify  all  but  withers  in  the  wake  of  dialga’s  quite  literal  shadow.  they  are  but  a  mere  wisp  'neath  its  mass,  bleeding  into  the  dark,  yet  still  darkrai  never  turns  to  face  the  titan,  as  stubborn  as  the  weeds  beginning  to  unfurl  from  the  soil.  this  was  not  their  garden  home,  they’d  never  wish  to  meet  there,  but  the  patch  of  flowers  growing  near  their  perch  were  just  familiar  enough  to  ground  a  restless  mind.  claws  sift  through  the  dirt,  ill - at - ease,  roiling.     HAS  IT  BEEN  THAT  LONG ?     oh,  yes,  but  memories  still  burn  white - hot,  as  do  scars,  as  if  it’d  been  only  yesterday  that  palkia  arrived  above  the  towers.  only  yesterday  that  reality  had  fallen  apart  like  sand  through  it’s  fingers.

   ❛❛  . . .  not  long  enough.  ❜❜   bitterness  laces  their  voice  like  a  venom,  and  with  a flicker  of  their  form,  clawed  hand  curls  around  protruding  weed  and  yanks.

[rockheadcd]

@kairoi​ said:  “So leader of the diamond clan, tell me what is it that you are going to do now? knowing what you know now about my and my siblings existence and all” -Dialga @ adaman / dialga’s asking the real questions. | accepting.

“I don’t think my faith---or even the clan’s faith---is undermined by your true origin,” Adaman asserted, although thoughtful in gesture with the way he puts a closed fist against his chin. “We believe in a guardian of time, at the very core of it all. But.. I think it actually helped more than anything. I’d rather teach the truth than be passing down a lie. Knowing both clans are correct has been a huge weight off of my shoulders. The wardens still have their responsibilities as well.”

He spoke with a smile, head craned up towards the mythical skyscraper ( geez, i figured they would all be tall, but i wasn’t prepared for this tall ), and really, what wasn’t there to be joyful about? The fact Dialga ( and his siblings, from the voice he can gauge in his head ) would be gracious enough to walk the earth with the one who fell from the sky.. there were many shifts in the paradigm he’d have to get used to--not only him, but his family as well.

“I dunno, though,” Adaman ceded, his smile fading just slightly, unhappy with his own answer, “I guess there’s more to learn--I just never thought learning from the source was going to be an option. But what about you? Discovering a bunch of outsiders basically created a school of thought around you and your domain.. I can’t imagine being on the receiving end, if I have to be honest.”

[vindictes]

HELP IM SORRY

I REALLY CAM IN HERE TO SAY I THINK YOUR REALLY COOL ,and I love your giovanni very much one day I will throw my lads at him ;v;/

IT’S THE FUCKING DAD JACKET FOR ME BESTIE