#teramew

[teramew]

Nuclea is amazed at the amount of Mews there are in the modern age. Though it doesn't quite understand that half of them are clones. Even if it did know, they'd be close enough for them to count in its eyes.

Just wanted to draw Nuclea seeing a bunch of other felines. Basically grabbed a few of my favorite Mew/Mewtwo characters that I've seen around on my dash.

Omni (@omniandco)

Inari (@inaris-pokemon-world)

Zeus, Mnemosyne, Erato, Clio, Calliope, and Janus (@ask-mirage-mews)

Mewtwo, Newtwo, and Huey (@xxtc-96xx)

You can tell I'm simultaneously not used to drawing Mewtwos (as in I've barely drawn them before now), and that I was starting to get very worn out near the end. Heck, I even had a few instances where I sketched on the reference layer and lined on the sketch layer.

... The tags on this are going to be a mess, aren't they?

[pokege-ne-project]

>> Quickie fanart friday since I'm gonna try to rest this weekend wooo

Featuring:

Jokull of @harmonia-university!

Nuclea of @teramew!

Hope you enjoy your weekend!

[ask-sarah-and-co]

(@teramew)

Nuclea's crystals glimmered deep pink, the feline having taken on the Psychic typing to be able to communicate with this "human" through telepathy. To it, it was the easiest way, since it already had enough trouble trying to communicate with most Pokémon it had met.

"Even in the days before Kabutops and Aurorus lived in our world, I knew the bird of devastation as the end-bringer. The one that brought all to nothing for their counterpart to one day bring back, stronger than before. It is a delicate cycle that allows a vast variety of life to flourish, like you and me."

"That said, I have one question..."

"How in the name of my ancestor did you not only capture, but also tame them?"

Hugh is about to answer the Mew’s question- that is before he’s shoved out of the way by an overzealous Yveltal.

“Tamed” is a strong word my friend. And so is “captured,” to be quite frank with you.

Hugh frowns. But that’s what you are. Captured-

Jasper shushed him by putting his hand in Hugh’s face. Ignore little Huey here-

Hugh’s voice is muffled from Jasper’s hand, I told you to stop calling me that.

And I don’t take orders from you. Anyways, he is completely wrong. If you want to use the word captured, the correct terminology would be that I captured him. I, the elder in this situation, chose to befriend this little ball of sunshi- OW!

Jasper quickly retracts his hand, as his voice grows deep and gravely. DID YOU JUST BITE THE GOD OF DEATH?!

Hugh smirks, knowing the Yveltal is all bark, no bite.

He scowls, turning back to the Mew. I am not tame by any means. If I wanted to- which I don’t, for the record- I could send this puny mortal to the distortion world. He frowns, And just for the record, all that stuff about life ending in all of Kalos and whatnot? Sure I have the power, but I haven’t used it since that one time a while ago. And it’s practically useless as Artemis-

Hugh grins at Sol, Luna.

Whatever! She just brought them all back.

@teramew

[teramew]

The trio of Pokémon that had come across the unconscious Mew began nudging the Mew, trying to get it to wake up. It was only when the middle one, an Eevee named Neo-Ka, began to roughly shake the Mew did they get some sort of response: a groan of discomfort.

The Mew slowly looked back at the trio of Pokémon that had disturbed its rest. It let out a confused mewl, it's instincts unhappy that it had been woken up so suddenly. But it was probably for the best, as it'd already gotten plenty of sleep inside of that crystal.

"Whhh...?" The Mew let out a small groan, gazing just out of the corner of its cerulean eyes at the three strangers. After a moment to process everything; the strangers, the crystals, the fact they'd been asleep so long, the Mew jumped, flying back off of the cluster in shock, letting out a hiss.

It yelled something in a language that predated all known history, completely unrecognizable to any Pokémon that was born in the last million years. Though the words couldn't be understood, it was clear from the tone how it felt: shocked, confused, slightly scared. After a moment, the Mew's eyes glimmered with psychic energy, as it began to focus its psychic power. The crystals stuck to its body turned a pink hue to match.

"What's going on?! Who are you people?!"

The voice was now being transmitted through telepathy, bridging the apparent language barrier.

// @ask-world-guardians, @ask-the-history-teacher, @pokege-ne-project

[teramew]

Oh joy, an ego. The Mew hisses as the rather eccentric Absol wraps one of his arms around it. It clearly did not like that, especially given how distrustful of everyone around it it was at this very moment. Destino's readily apparent ego only made that lack of trust even worse. It's crystals briefly turned a more pastel pink, evidence of it taking on the Fairy type.

"Unless you want to lose that limb, I suggest you get it off me." It responded, shrugging a bit to get Destino's arm off of itself. "But to answer your question, get petrified in crystal for a few days. I'm sure you'll just love it. I know I'd love to see it right about now. I'll warn you now though, it won't make you look any less like an ass."

It stared confused at the Munchlax for a few moments, tilting its head in confusion. This was quite the cast of Pokémon that had come to check up on it. And it couldn't even pin down the species on a vast majority of them. The only one it recognized was an off-color Mew.

"I uh... New question. What's a precursor?... Not to mention what even are any of you...?"

Wanda Morel... That was the first name it's been given today, and it's already unlike any of the names it had heard. The feline was relieved at least, considering this one's reaction was rather tame compared to the last two individuals.

"Well, thank you for the concern, Wanda Morel. Truthfully, I hardly even remember what happened to get me trapped in there. I'm not sure how much I missed, but it can't have been more than a few days..."

It couldn't have been more than that, right...?

The feline looked between the two creatures. At least it recognized one of the species that'd come to check up on it. Though it was off color, it just chocked it up to that rare mutation that makes creatures shine like gems.

"Neo... ka? That's a weirder name than the others I've heard today, not going to lie. Anyway, given that my name probably wouldn't translate well to... whatever language you use, considering you couldn't understand me earlier... So I guess I'll let you guys suggest some names for me to go by."

Suggest names for the strange Mew?

[teramew]

In the depths of the Great Crater of Paldea, a cluster of crystals has remained dormant for potentially millions of years. Some say that this cluster dates to even long before human evolution split off from Pokémon. However, following the events in the Zero Lab, the Terastal Energy in the crater has only increased, allowing this dormant cluster to begin shining.

However, the radiant, prismatic glow revealed something in the depths of the crystal. What looked like a Mew was trapped inside. After a few moments, a pair of cerulean eyes opened, glistening from inside the crystal. The cluster began to tremble with power, the now conscious Pokémon building more and more psychic energy to shatter the cluster.

Finally, after enough energy was gathered to make the entire cave tremble with the force of a minor earthquake, the crystals shattered, freeing the Mew that was trapped within. However, bits of the crystals remained stuck to the Mew's body, shimmering with light as pure power spilled forth from the shattered relic.

Drained of its strength, the Mew fell back onto the now broken clusters, immediately falling unconscious. The radiance that surrounded it and the crystal it laid on faded into it's previous dim shine. Though who exactly is this Mew...?

Attempt to wake them up?

[teramew]

(@askobliviatwo) Titan@Nuclea Titan stares at Nuclea for a few moments, unreadable due to his ever blank expression. And then he finally speaks up, "Your crystals seem to shift colors and hues." Titan tilts his head. "How do you manage such a feat?"

"Truthfully, it seems to be more of a subconscious thing. I just think about becoming a particular type, and my crystals change color to match. Of course, this can happen involuntarily as well." Nuclea folded its arms, thinking about the whole thing with not being able to understand the language everyone used, not to mention being hopelessly illiterate as well.

"At the moment though, until I properly learn the language you all use, Psychic and Fairy are the only ones I can be in if I want to be able to understand you."

[teramew]

Ooo ⏪?

Long before it was petrified mid-Terastallization, Nuclea travelled the prehistoric world along with a Slither Wing for a few decades. And while that was a good deal of their life, it was the blink of an eye to Nuclea. The two of them were very close, all the way up until they were forced to part ways.

To this day, Nuclea still thinks about them on occasion, and while it doesn't know how long it was asleep, it knows for sure that it'll never see them again.

I'll let you fill in the gaps in that information and come up with your own ideas.