#newbcrk

[vialeroyale]

Hi!! can we put stars by Leaf, Green and Lance? many thanks!

Whew~ That’s alota stars, but your wish is our command! We hope to see the Kanto kids and the Dragon Father out and about here in VR soon!

Trainer Leaf, Green, and Elite Four Lance has been requested!

~ POIPOLE MOD

[saffronist]

obligation

send a word | MEME.

it happens like this: sabrina visits the old daycare on route 34 and finds herself staring down at an incubator. inside it is an egg, pale yellow and speckled with green spots. according to the old couple who run the center, all sabrina will need to do is carry it around everywhere and keep it in close proximity to her pokemon. and keep it intact until it hatches, but that part goes without saying.

okay, that all occurs, but it really happens like this: sabrina runs into gold right before he’s set to leave for yet another journey. she doesn’t ask why or where, doesn’t interrogate him on who or what he’s chasing down this time. instead she offers to buy him a cup of coffee.

they talk. sure, its mostly small talk, but they talk. he mentions how he’s been taking care of a pokemon egg for the past few weeks.

“it’s nice, taking care of something. almost like a kid,” he says.

sabrina blinks. of course he would say that.

it turns out that because of the nature of this journey he’s been dragged into, he won’t be able to take the egg along. sabrina raises a brow when he mentions his impending trip, but she doesn’t press him for details. “i left egbert–” (because yes, sabrina surmises, only gold would name an egg egbert) “with the old couple who run the daycare in johto,” he continues. “i hate the thought of leaving it behind. the daycare is overworked as it is, and even though i’m sure lyra’s grandparents will take care of it, it’s not really gonna help it hatch any faster.”

“i can take care of it,” sabrina offers. it’s gold’s turn to stare.

no. she doesn’t know why she offered that. maybe it was because of the creases in the corners of gold’s eyes. or the wrinkles in his shirt. something stupid like that. maybe. maybe not. who knows?

so yes. that is how sabrina ends up egg-sitting for gold while he’s off in some far off region doing who-knows-what. 

egbert grows on her surprisingly quickly. taking care of an egg is surprisingly low maintenance, once she becomes accustomed to the additional weight that comes with carrying it around everywhere. embarrassingly enough, she talks to it. she takes to playing classical music on the radio in her apartment. she walks more places instead of having alakazam use teleport. she takes it to the park and keeps it in her lap while she meditates. and sure, she’s had to use her powers more than once to avoid a nasty crash or protect egbert from falling off high surfaces, but she learns.

gold checks in every week or so, when he can spare the time for a videocall. he seems pleased with egbert’s progress. personally, sabrina can’t see any difference in the egg from when she first picked it up at the daycare, but maybe its a hatcher thing. like taking care of egbert, the weekly calls from gold grow on her. he’s witty and he makes her laugh and the calls helps branch the distance of their previous polite acquaintanceship. 

“i had to leave home for a job,” he tells sabrina months later. (they are now the sort of friends close enough to have this discussion.) “the league called in a favor so i couldn’t really turn it down, but i’m due back for a week-long break before i have to head out again.”

“you should come visit us,” sabrina grins crookedly. she holds up egbert to the camera of her laptop.

“maybe i will,” he says.

[hildrtxt]

open up my eager eyes; gold&touko

           A flight to Kanto and a train to Johto.

She stands in the midst of the forest. The foliage shrouds her --- almost too close for comfort. But it’s different from the cities of Unova.

   This region she was born in.             The town she had spent her babyhood just a half hour away.

Her fingertips brush themselves on the bark of the trees, the sleek leaves. It’s dark here, a tad dim. The trees are huge, pressed close together --- shutting out the world.            And for good reason.

       Isn’t Ilex Forest a sacred place?                   Home to a sacred Pokemon?

It was good that this forest was so dense.      For Celebi at least, not her.

She tries to find her bearings, her teal gaze carefully scanning the surrounding area.

Touko prides herself on finding her way, never getting lost, but this forest. Oh, this forest. There was something about this forest --- something magical, something surreal. Perhaps it was because of that, that she found herself walking in circles. Unable to locate the exit.

        At least, that’s what she kept telling herself.

She comes to a halt and allows a long, exasperated sigh to escape her lips. Leaning against a nearby tree, she blows a strand of her hair from her eyes and looks around.

Maybe she should have just stayed for the summer festival. Enjoy the food, dance a bit, share some stories, drink some beer, watch the fireworks. It was a picture perfect Johto summer and it had been right there.

But nope --- she had to be adventurous. She had to go and explore the forest where myths and legends were told. She just had to go into Celebi’s forest.

“Haha Touko, betcha regretting it now, huh?” she tells herself as a grin tugs at the corners of her lips.

She raises her voice, hands on hips and speaks loudly and clearly into the wood. “Anyone out there? Celebi? Someone? Anyone care to--”

She is cut off from a sudden flash of bright green from the corner of her eye, a flicker of wings.

“Wait, what the?”

Whirling on the spot, she sees that the something was gone, however, the sound of crunching grass reaches her ears.

Maybe she had been imagining things? That certainly was not the sound of wings.

“Hello?”

[ghxstwritten]

⌚

⌚ - Does your muse worry about time?

Absolutely not, much to the chagrin of, well, everybody. Often times, Shauntal won’t even show up to engagements she’s had scheduled for months. And, when she does, it’s usually at her own pace (thirty minutes late with iced coffee in hand)! League officials don’t even count on her to show, at this point. It’s hard for her to shake herself from the preoccupying daydreams, or from her work when it really gets to flowing.

Perhaps the only place on earth that she manages to show up on time to is when Cynthia is at her villa in Undella — typically, Shauntal arrives even before the Champion makes it. 💀

[teplius-blog]

💻 ⏰

💻 — What is your muse’s computer or phone password? What is their primary device’s wallpaper?

fingerprint, we have that new technology fam !! && its probably a picture of her and gold or her pokemon team / v \

⏰ — What is the first thing your muse does after getting out of bed?

washes her face, since she wakes up early to take care of the pokemon in the morning she needs to be refreshed asap. 

[aspear8erries]

26!

one word writing prompts | 26— protection.

they’re both drunk. logically speaking, they should be having fun thanks to the help of the alcohol (just like everyone else present at this silly party, which serves as some sort of mixer for previous and current champions.) but they’re both sprawled out on the ground in the field behind their host’s house. cool blades of grass press into moon’s back and she’s faintly aware of warmth that gold gives off, lying only an arms-length away from her.

“do you know what a faller is?”

gold shakes his head no, and moon realizes that he likely hasn’t spent enough time in alola to fully understand what she’s going to say next. she says it anyway.

“they’re basically people who’ve passed through… wormholes. apparently they have a “strange energy” about them which attracts… certain pokemon.” here she stops, bites her lip, wonders if she should try to explain ultra wormholes and ultra beasts to someone who probably doesn’t have the clearance to be privy to this information. “the police have been quietly luring these pokemon in for capture by using fallers as bait.”

gold gives a low snort. “hardly sounds legal, but since when has that stopped anyone.”

her heart beats erratically in her chest, and her nerves feel out of place compared to the lulled breathing of her companion. she swallows before opening her mouth again.

“there’s reports of fallers dying when pulled into confrontation. the deaths are covered up, but seeing as so few fallers even exist, there’s no way its a coincidence.”

she’s silent for a long moment, can sense the gears turning in his head as he connects the dots. gold may play the role of jokester, but he’s not stupid.

“they-” she pauses, trying to keep her voice steady, before starting again. “they want me back in alola tomorrow.”

“i’m scared.” she admits to the silence. she’s spent the last four hours in the company of some of this generation’s greatest trainers, all of whom have risked their life in one way or another for the greater good of their region or the world. each and every one of them have come face-to-face with death and part of her feels incompetent for being unable to do the same.

normally she wouldn’t be this forthcoming, especially to one of those very trainers, but she knows that gold’s so far gone that he likely won’t remember this conversation— and even if he does, she doubts that he’d care enough to share her confession with other people.

she sits up suddenly, ignoring a small wave of dizziness, waiting for it to pass in a moment. “i’m trying to be brave ‘cause when i’m brave, other people feel brave but i feel like my heart is caving in.” this part comes out as a rush and she doesn’t stop for a breath before continuing. “i can’t tell them no. but i’m scared to die.”

gold stares at her, opens his mouth and closes it. he looks taken aback. this likely isn’t where he expected this conversation to go when he joined her outside.

“moon?”

all of a sudden she regrets opening her mouth, regrets oversharing, regrets spilling her secrets to a person she admires, a person who she barely knows and has only previously had three or four conversations with. this isn’t his problem and this isn’t her place.

moon makes herself smile. she has to be brave for a little longer, long enough that she can hold her ground to protect everything she loves.

“its okay,” she says. maybe it isn’t.

but she knows what she has to do.

she gets up, taps at her phone screen and orders an uber to take her to her hotel room. she has to catch a ferry in the morning and she should get as much sleep as she can.

“moon.” she looks up from her phone and watches as an uncharacteristically somber expression crosses gold’s face. he’s never seemed as serious as he does now. “you know, you can’t save everyone.”

she thinks to herself, i have to try.

[vialeroyale]

*kick flips* ;) hi VR, gold's ready!

whoa! thats some sick moves, better get some tissues folks. Gold’s comin’ in hot! 

follow the masterlist, and have some fun already! 

solgaleo mod

[dragoncaper]

@newbcrk replied to your post: ✺

lance runs on dunkin

Pretty much--or at least the Kanto pokéworld equivalent. xD;

I mean, he really does drink too much caffeine, to the point where he feels legitimately cruddy if he doesn’t get enough during the day. He used to hate coffee, but took it up during RBY/FRLG, and it’s since become sort of a necessity. =/