#phantomspeak

[draconislucet]

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{✽} “Oh- that’s a pokemon, isn’t it? Isn’t it?” Sallajeth pointed towards the woman’s alolan vulpix, looking between the little fox creature and the trainer. “I’ve got a partner like that too! Aren’t they such funny little creatures? But so cute, and fascinating~”

[dreiiikxn]

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“At last a familiar face! Welcome aboard!”

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@phantomspeak

<<So you’re friends, but you do not battle. How very interesting. Of course, friends can be made without conflict as I’ve learned...>> This Vulpix is so very different from the ones he’s met prior -- could it perhaps be one from that place he has not visited yet?

It is then he realizes that he’s neglected their trainer, and some embarrassment colors his cheeks a pale rose of a blush.

<<I should apologize for my behavior. I know that it is rude to ignore humans for Pokemon, and yet I still manage to do so from time to time. It is a habit I’ve tried to leave behind -- though it is nice to be able to converse with Pokemon so freely. You are able to learn so much about other people that way.>>

[theirvessels]

@phantomspeak submitted:

heck i don’t have an icon handy atm but i can give one to u if u want Full name and pronouns of muse: Phoebe Kalili she/her Name and pronouns of mun: Nox ze/zir or they/them URL: phantomspeak Species of Vessel: Human Legendary: Lunala Type of Vessel: Naturally Occurring Quick summary of abilities + level of ability: She’s towards the beginning of her journey tbh–as a medium, her abilities are pretty well-developed. She can see/speak with/interact with/etc the dead (both Pokemon and human) and can project herself (though projection requires her to take time to recover afterwards). She can also communicate telepathically with Ghost-type Pokemon, but doing so with unfamiliar Pokemon (especially those who are quite powerful and have no desire for her to do so) can be quite difficult. Very limited night vision.

Consequences of the abilities: She runs the risk of losing control while projecting–it’s not dangerous to others but it could prevent her from returning to her physical self, which is bad for pretty obvious reasons. Use of her powers beyond seeing and interacting verbally with the dead can wear her out and intensify her chronic illness symptoms. Increased photosensitivity. How did they get their abilities? Her mother’s family is a line of mediums drawing their power from Lunala, but she’s the first in a while to really hone them. Is your muse a Vessel in mainverse or AU? uhhhhh sort of both I guess?? She’s a medium either way but I dunno how much I’d explore the Vessel stuff outside of, well, other vessels. Are you comfortable utilizing alternate history headcanons associated with Vessel lore? depends on the alternate history but a soft yes

apologies for my delays on this, but accepted <3 welcome to the vessel family!

[tulog]

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Surely the other knows what is holding her, enveloping her till even she struggles to differentiate what is alive, what is dead, and what is not quite either of the two. They were quiet, however, so she let them be, and they grant her audience with this seemingly well-loved Elite. 

She waves away the gossamer tendrils of emotions, points at the red hair accessories, and says, “Are those real?”

[rentcro]

@phantomspeak Event starter 

     Strayed away from his regular hectic life schedule, honestly the festivals organised around these wards felt great for him to loosen up his mind and body once in a while. Events and such, he was not the most eye-catching person around due to his ‘unfortunate’ look, which came in his favor, being able to put his mind at peace, enjoy the happy atmosphere slowly without the need to engage with unnecessary crowds.      Living on beansprouts as main theme to most of his homemade dishes for almost 90% of his schedule, the mentioning of free hot dogs kindled the flame within his eyes, shining passionately! How could he afford to miss this chance?! Not luxuries or whatsoever around that level, he don’t really mind if he could save up his money. Of course, seasoning shouldn’t be materials that he would be stingy on, bringing along the ingredients he needed for these fire pits gathering. 

     With the finished fire pit set ups around this ward, all he need to do was to marinate the hot dogs to his preference. Honey coated hot dogs, chilly hot dog coated with cheese and etc. He prepared some of them, his cooking might not be as good as professional chefs outside, but the taste was still doable, in fact, marvelous within his own view, something that he actually felt confident to brag of. 

     Over brought more ingredients than he had expected, he wouldn’t be able to finish them even if he stayed here for more than his stomach could. Perhaps... he should share of his cooking around? It was a festival after all. Spotted a young girl nearby, well he didn’t think her stomach capacity could stand up to the leftover ingredients he had, he could always find additional people to help him out right? “Um sorry to bother, have you started eating hot dogs yet? I have a lot more that I needed to cook up due to the ingredients I have-- that is if you don’t mind helping.” He’s being lazy to bring the leftover ingredient back home as well

[metabolinisms]

@phantomspeak liked for a starter!

There’s something beneath a fallen pillar that he’s attempting to retrieve, but frustration has made Bolin huffy and impatient, as is displayed by an unsuccessful lift and a frustrated screeching noise.

“GAH-- Pabu, why oh why did you decide to take a snack break right now?!”

His hands are tearing at his hair in sync to his dry sobs when he rounds about to make eye contact with a stranger.

“-- Not one of the weird townspeople. Which means-- you saw... that...” Bolin’s face falls into his palms.

[umoreblu]

❝ What’s all the fuss about? ❞

𝑀𝒶𝓁𝑒𝒻𝒾𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝒜𝓈𝓀 𝑀𝑒𝓂𝑒 || 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆.

❝ Wait–❞

Abbacchio is cut off by the sound of aggressive shouting, and he motions for the other to get behind him. The wall offered just enough cover to hide from the group of NPC’s nearby, who were shouting and carrying on over… Something. He couldn’t make out why, but whatever it was, it sure sounded like it was going to devolve into violence sooner or later. Now it appeared that the both of them were here at the wrong place and the wrong time.

❝ Stay quiet. I don’t know what’s going on, but you should lay low until they’re gone. ❞