#redlegend

[ask-n]

@redlegend

"Pik-a?" They both turned, both having the same expression at the source less noise. Then there was a kid! They flew out of the bushes, a mess of tangled hair and scratches from stray stickers. Red's eyebrows shot up and Pikachu bounded off his shoulder, crunching his rib in and knocking some wind out of him. Pikachu came up to his midsection. Was he camping out here? A runaway? No. A wild child. The kid growled and chittered, body language shifting with the growls. It was like viewing a different language with similar parts to it. "Pi-kaaa." 'Hey! All of it is true. All of it!' Red stepped after Pikachu, one foot after the other through the shorter grasses. Red waved off the concern with a shake of his head. It's alright. Pikachu turned to him, and then the kid. 'Oh, he can't talk. Don't worry about it!'

' That's so cool! I'm like your biggest fan! ' Excited enough to finally stand up right with wide eyes, awe and all. Had pikachu been common in his neck of the woods he would've been even more impressed by their size in comparison! Incredible!

' Im a little guy myself compared to my friends n neighbors but I got moves when we're sparring! Im really slippery n quick but I wanna get as good as you for sure- '

But being so excited to see a legend N had entirely missed the human he was with. Perhaps he had blocked him out as some large branch he was perched on. The step forward stopped him mid conversation to look over with immediate alarm. The bouncy excitement was replaced with bristled hair and slow steps back.

' It's a human. We've been spotted. ' Said between a raised snarl and a slow crouch so N can get on all fours defensively. Should he have been listening to Pikachu perhaps he could see the other thing they have in common. He can't talk either. Not linguistically really. Anything human he did not recognize at all besides the occasional glance of a passerby through the brush he hid in or the horror stories of their greedy dark nature and the fellow 'mon they've kidnapped, imprisoned and brainwashed.

So understood anyways.

' Be careful. '

[cruentu-s]

it’s not stealing if it was mine to begin with.

(funny)

「 ❄ The "it" in question. A delightfully fleece lined coat of other-Red's that had been accidentally left behind a few visits ago, and Red had practically moved into the thing. It's big on him, unsurprisingly, and Red just adores it.

It has unfortunately been spotted.

POUTS. ASTRONOMICALLY.

"Okay, but I love it. So you're stealing it if you take it. Red. So mean."

[chounaifu]

Yeah

[murmursdraconic]

@redlegend said: <<wait really?>>

"Yeah, it was a whole thing." She sighed.

"Apparently being next to silent during battle, and being good at battling, made me an imitator. It was journalism nay saying or some shit like that."

For Red's sake, Shay pulled out decades and more old local news reports from Johto about the old League Circuit. Someone had coined her as the 'Silent Slayer' and it stuck. As much as she hated it.

"I was missing a Pikachu though."

[mysterydungecn]

Starter for @redlegend

Red would awaken in a swirl of color. There were so many colors, as far as the eye could see. Oranges, blues, reds yellows greens browns magentas cyans, even colors Red never saw before, mixing, melding, swirling together in every direction.

There was no ground beneath him, yet he wasn’t falling. He was floating through the rainbow void, slowly, to a bright light in the distance.

A voice rang out.

“Hello!”

“This is the portal to the world of Pokemon!”

“Before I can let you through, though, I’d like you to answer a few questions for me.” “Are you ready? Then let’s begin!”

“What is your favorite color?”

“How do you fight in battle?”

“What is your proudest accomplishment?”

“Do you believe in forgiveness?”

“What distinguishes between a friend and a foe?”

“You’re in the middle of a tournament when suddenly, a mountain erupts! Do you abandon your match in order to help?”

“A friend of yours starts becoming encased in a prison of crystal. What do you do to help?”

“A massive, terrifying beast approaches you, but they only say hello. What do you do?”

“If you were to say goodbye to your home world, would there be anything that you would miss?”

“What are Pokemon to you?”

[distortworld]

@redlegend / cont.

the door swings soundlessly when pushed and opens into fathomless darkness. if one squints, they think they can see the pinpricks of distant lights, like the ghosts of buildings.

the sensation of being watched is persistent and broad red eyes begin to manifest in the shadows.

YOU WALK A THIN VEIL. DO NOT TREAD TOO FAR WITHIN. THE DISTORTION DOES NOT GIVE EASILY.

[badbirchenergy]

And, off the little one is tossed—an impressive distance! Not enough to earn bragging rights, but May's no less pleased with herself.

"Pretty awesome, right?" Too pleased with herself. "Now! Let's see whatcha got."

cont. // @redlegend

[cursedmystic]

@redlegend replied: He whistles in a playful catcall, raising a toast of a club soda he got from the hypno bartender from across the room.

That gets him to laugh and tear himself away from the group he's gathered with, all but drifting through the crowd to be beside Red. It seems some kind of drama's happening at the other side of the dancefloor, judging by the noise.

"This is one hell of a party. How come I've never seen this DJ Nightshade before?"