#medium stakes

[pokemonred-v-blu]

Good and bad news lads

Good news! Lord kleaver is no longer in a frenzy and i did not lose an arm

Bad news!

[An image is attached. Mick is shirtless, back in his living quarters. His face is obscured by the camera angle, as it's meant to show off a new golden scar circling his entire midsection. The edges of the scar are red, indicating that it may still take a while to heal the finer aspects of the wound.]

I lost my legs temporarily

[thevillainsguild]

The Moment to Strike

Watching Castelia city, like every other day.

Any other day, perched on top of a building, waiting for something, anything. The hero known as Viscogon sat, utterly bored.

“We should really get a radio”

‘Our Ears do not Need a Radio. It is Main Street, this is where Everything Happens’

Same response, every time, same discussion every time.

And then, a voice, a man's voice, screaming those words they had been waiting for.

“Someone! Help!”

They were close, very close. Gazing down the alleyway down below, Viscogon saw them. A man, on the ground, and two figures surrounding them. Perfect.

He jumped off the side of the building, slime gushing from his arms and attaching to the walls of both alleyways. Sliding down and down at great speeds until finally he met the ground, finding himself between the man and the two figures. Standing tall and mighty he shoved the two forward, covering them in slime that stuck to the wall.

“Heh, you two made that too easy” He gloated, walking forward.

And pausing.

They were mannequins, fully dressed and holding knives, but posed no threat.

Turning to face the man on the ground.

“Buddy, those things are-”

KCCCKKKKKKRRRGHHhhh

Standing before him, the man he had been hunting for months, the man who had utterly embarrassed him two years prior, the man who had just effortlessly chopped his arm off. The man known as Pathogen.

The man snatched the arm, still flung through the air, and backhanded Viscogon. The hero was flung down the alleyways, his breath was knocked out of him, and he was dazed.

“Fucker.”

Viscogon went to stand, wanting to be ready for the brawl about to commence.

But gazing up, he only watched as the villain threw on a coat and hat, and walked out of the alleyway. Not even trying to run, not even trying to finish the job.

“Get Back Here!”

Tendrils sprouted from his cleaved stump of an arm and wrapped and weaved around each other. Clumping together and filling back out. He stormed forward, running out of the alleyway to try and catch up to Pathogen. Growling and seething with rage. They’ve been wanting this fight for months and now the bastard is just trying to walk away.

The crowd around Castellia was dispersing, stepping away from the angry superhero, his eyes darting over people trying to find the bastard that got away.

He could feel something piercing his arm, but not the one attached to his body, it still felt close

There.

Standing over the crowd he could see the silver of that villain's helmet, just barely in view underneath that stupid hat he wore on his head.

That disguise might have worked if he got any further, but people were now getting out of the hero's way as he ran forward, one arm surging still as claws sprouted from the fingertips.

He barreled into the villain, sending him flying and watching them drop their gun across the sidewalk. Purple slime splattered on his front as he fell face down on the sidewalk.

“Really? A gun? Thought you were supposed to be strong.” Viscogon pressed a foot to Pathogens back, pushing him back into the splattered slime.

“I don’t have time for you!” yelled Pathogen, pushing down on the ground and sending Viscogon falling onto his back. The hero felt a strong grip grab his tail and suddenly the world spun as he was spun and flung into the air, he felt dizzy, and moments later he would splatter against the ground. Having been thrown a block away. 

His body would pull itself back together and he’d jump to his feet to pursue the villain, who went back to pick that gun up off the floor. Then they’d feel it.

It wasn’t a gun, they could feel parts of themselves vaguely compacted into that thing.

He was running now, trying to catch up, Pathogen was running too now.

Ducking into an alleyway, Viscogon would barrel after them, claws readying and turning the corner only to be met with Pathogen's hand, shooting straight and piercing the hero's abdomen. 

“You are weak.” He’d mutter, raising a fist and decking Viscogon in the face.

He buckled backwards, the world was spinning, his head was ringing. Another hit, to the back of his head. Falling to his knees and hands, he felt sick. His guts were pulling themselves back together but that pain felt so much more visceral. 

It filled the duo with even more rage.

They were going to rip that man's throat out.

Looking around, how much time had passed, they could smell him now, they saw him.

‘Post Office, two Blocks down.’

Viscogon looked around, looked down. A manhole on the ground. Pressing a hand it stuck to the metal and they were able to pull it from the ground and spin it forward.

“Eat this.”

Flinging the cover through the air, hearing the metal sing as it flew and met with Pathogen, grazing his shoulder and shattered glass of the vial they held. 

Crimson mist filled the air, slime sprayed the surrounding area, and a cry rang out. The duo had finally got a lick in. They barreled onto all fours and rushed forward. That man rested a hand on a car, parked in front of the office. That must have really hurt.

Distance closing they ran and ran, they could already taste their prize, watching that man tense up, knowing Viscogon was gonna win.

That pride was crushed as that man swung his arm around, the screeching of tires against asphalt heard as the car spun around and crushed Viscogon between a wall and the tons of steel.

Blaring horns and sirens echoed into the air. “GhhhaGHHHHH!” Viscogon covered their ears, pushing the car off of them and stumbling.

‘Stop It STopp ITTSSSTOP it!!’

Looking at the flipped over vehicle, they ripped and tore at the car's mechanical parts, pulling them and severing them and spilling them on the ground until finally the car rang silent.

That coppery smell.

They looked around, they could see the trail from Pathogen, they could still catch up, darting further down the street of Castellia, the pier was there. Saltwater was in the air and muddied their senses.

‘Where would you Go to Hide.’

The sewers, but there was still construction from the damages last year.

‘Another Alley’

Narrow Street, of course.

Taking off, scooting past frightened and surprised people of the city.

They ran and went to meet their adversary.

Only meeting an Alleyway, devoid of the troublemaker they were really after.

Sirens rang out, he had to go. Scowling and running off to the ocean to hide.

The villain got away, nearly empty handed but alive.

The hero, failed, having been unable to save the day

And somewhere, just out of view, a fool who was hiding, rested a hand on their car window.

[narrativelyassignedentomologist]

//Long post

[A video is attached]

[The video starts in a snowy forest. The camera is floating forward while footsteps are heard. It is clearly from the perspective of a pokemon. “Rosa?” The camera turns to the left to reveal Bug next to the camera person. She has a bandage peaking out from her facemask on her cheek. A Banette is floating beside her on the other side.“Are you u ok sweetie? You know you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to” A small bell jingles. “Ok, just checking.” A loud whoosh is heard accompanied by rushing leaves. The camera follows the noises down the forest path then turns back to Bug. She stares down the path unblinking and unmoving until her phone vibrates, breaking her trance.

She blinks a few times and frantically looks around the area until she spots something. She points behind the camera. “Rosa quickly behind that tree.” “Chime Chime!” The camera whips around and starts to make its way toward a low branch on a nearby tree. Several pokeballs are heard being opened in the background. When the camera reaches a certain height it spins around showing a Chingling attempting to prop it up. Then, it disappears. In the clearing, Bug is on her knees directing where her Pokémon should go. A pinsir, A crustle , and A galvantula stay behind while she picks up her Banette and slowly starts making her way up the trail.

A few seconds later, the galvantula goes slightly up the trail just out of view while the pinsir and crustle start creating stealth rocks. Just barely in view, small thin webbing appears to be spun between two trees. After the pokemon are done, they start making their way toward the tree holding the camera. Some time passes, Bug comes back into view carrying Banette under one arm but rather than going between the trees she goes around dodging both the webs and the stealth rocks and off screen on the other side. A volcarona follows behind. It appears to be golden in color. It gets stuck in the web and falls through the stealth rocks. It attempts to use fire blast but it seems physically unable due to the move disable. Chingling comes into view and approaches the Volcarona. It yawns at the Volcarona and Volcarona yawns back. Within seconds the Volcarona falls asleep and falls into the snow. Slowly, Bug approaches the now sleeping Volcarona while digging in her bag. She pulls out a Ultraball and lightly tosses it to the Volcarona. The ball starts to shake with the Volcarona inside. On the third shake, the ball locks and shoots off a small firework. There’s silence and Bug just stares at the Ultraball in the snow. A Banette comes flying into view tackle hugs Bug from behind and they both fall into the snow. The rest of the pokemon start rushing into view and start laying in the snow around her and the video ends]

[shilo-sumac]

theres glowy glowy crystals on the wall now. i wish they were like blue or purple or something, this weird orange glow they give off just makes it feel more like hell

[sturdy-and-soundproof]

[A video is attached, watch it?]

It's Aegis's enclosure, late at night. His star nightlight casts light around, but Aegis himself is fast asleep in a nest of pillows and blankets.

All is silent until.. a door somewhere out of view of the camera creaks open. Footsteps can be heard sinking into soft earth, a ghostly mist seems to manifest itself in frame.

The source of the footsteps makes itself known, as it stops just inches away from Aegis's sleeping nest. It's someone in a white suit and nice shoes. They crouch down, leaning forwards and their face- or rather the full face mask they're wearing can be seen.

An Arbok mask.

The masked figure turns to the camera, and lifts up the bottom of the mask so their mouth can barely be seen and they flash a grin before lowering it and looking back to the sleeping child.

They place a hand over Aegis's mouth. The touch causes Aegis's eyes to flick open. He sees the mask and is about to scream but a distorted and threatening drifblim call cuts him off. The masked man speaks.

"scream, and you'll just make this worse for yourself, kid. You understand me?"

Aegis makes no movement, just staring, terrified, at the man in the mask.

"nod your head." Aegis continues to stare for a moment but then slowly nods. There's a low chuckle from the man.

"Good, you can follow orders at least. Now... You may not be a pokemon right now but. I still have a score to settle with you 'Aegis'. You got away from me. You and your little Rotom pal got one of my bases raided and destroyed. And you're gonna pay for it."

There's a soft whimper from Aegis, he's beginning to tear up- another chuckle from the masked man.

"aw, don't cry, kid. I have a really important role for you to take in some plans for me and my friends. You like being useful, right? Protecting your friends?"

Silence, just more tears.

"nod your head."

Very quickly Aegis nods.

"Good! You have a perfect chance to. You just have to stay quiet once I remove my hand from your mouth and follow me outside. Got it?"

Aegis nods again.

"good kid. Alright. I'm gonna take my hand back now."

As the masked man removes his hand, Aegis bites down on one of his fingers. The masked man almost screams, but stops himself, growling.

"Why you little-" he doesn't finish his sentence, regaining his composure as much as he can, and then roughly grabbing Aegis by the shoulder and hauling him to his feet, dragging Aegis behind him out of the enclosure. Aegis can be heard struggling quietly, but he doesn't scream.

He stays quiet.

Before the video ends, the camera source is picked up by a dark shadowy hand, and then it clicks off.

[Video ends. Birthday Wishes Arc Begins.]

[pokemonred-v-blu]

arcanine.........

[pokemonred-v-blu]

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[pokemonred-v-blu]

Im back in jubilife! Struggling to walk still and i havent really tried to speak but im using my hands a lot to try to keep the fine motor control a thing. One of the nurses says well try walking tomorrow

On the plus side my brain no longer wants to fall outta my skull so i can lift my head finally! Didnt uh. Didnt mention that before for. Obvious reasons

I miss respawn sometimes