#thecelticmaiden

[askadragonite]

“FOR YOUR SAFETY!”

[askpluminescent]

“See the little dot? That is where I come from!

This is not the whole region though, sorry. I figured this was enough to show!

It is to the west of Sinnoh. It is ... high up there, if we are speaking geographics.

I think it is a very nice region! In the winter it snows a lot, and I do mean a lot. Maybe you would find that miserable, but I enjoy it! Oh, but spring is the best season! More flowers than you can count! Nice, no?

The region’s name is Roskevra! I left to pursue opportunities elsewhere. But I would like to go back someday! I just have trouble settling in one place.

This ... sadly means I am not from space. My mother is though! Maybe one day I can go out there myself.”

[ @thecelestialreserve / @thecelticmaiden / @undeadpoochyena ]

[askmaplephantump]

Smash or Pass. Scorpius with Selene over at TheCelticMaiden :D

Scorpius: Well she is quite the beaut, although the first time I met her she was upchucking behind the tree…would still smash that though~

[askpluminescent]

“Thank you, by the way!!” he briefly seemed to swell up with pride.

“But, no, no, and no! Oh, and uh ... no. Sorry to say! But I ... guess I do have markings on my forehead. I am not royalty though. And my eyes are a little strange. But they do not burn people. I will not show you either.

I do take these things off though! I cannot wear them 24/7, after all. I was not born with them, and so there are definitely times I do not wear them!

Other times, too, obviously. But in public, around those I do not know, I mostly prefer to keep them on. They are part of my ... public persona, you could say!

Also my eyes are weird, like I said. I am not really ashamed of them (not anymore...) but I understand they have qualities that some others might find unnerving! So to make a good first impression and as part of my style, they are generally concealed.”

[ @thecelticmaiden ]

[askpluminescent]

“I guess it would depend on what you mean by lost. Direction-wise, I’m mostly okay! As for what to do with myself right now ... yes, I’m lost. Ehehe...

Oh, my name is Scarlett, by the way. It’s nice to meet you!”

[ @thecelticmaiden ]

[ask-the-evermore-syndicate]

🏥 Lets doooo Orion and Seika :D

Well that was one embarrassing spill for the sunglasses wearing giantess. She had her leg twisted in one of the worst ways imaginable, it was in a cast and being hung due to the condition of it. Really this just meant Seika had to sit there in a hospital bed, bored out of her mind for days on end, and that was something that she honestly didn’t like. But she did receive a rather nice visitor as a zoroark opened the door, grinning as he usually did.

“Hellooo shades~” Orion said, stepping in rather optimistically. “Brought you some new comics, Captain Unova special edition.” Seika smiled and reached over, rubbing the smaller dark type on his head.”

“Aww thanks, little man! That’s thoughtful of you, stay awhile then and we can catch up and chat a bit.” Seika said, taking the books from him, and so the two just chatted it out for awhile. Even if it was only for a day, it did make seika’s boring stay a little better.

[axelthezoroark]

Edan@Axel: "The police are incompetent unless it has something to do with crimes against the government?" the masked man asked, "Why so? Are they scared of being fire, or are they oppressing the people for the government?"

Oh, ho, ho boy do I have a story for you. You see ten maybe fifteen years ago Kalos had once been a democracy that is until the followers of Life, Death, and Order, or whatever the fuck those bastards want to  call themselves, were voted into power. They had enough seats to radically change the constitution without opposition and more or less cemented the president as a totalitarian dictator. From there, freedoms were restricted, political opponents silenced, the whole deal. 

For a once prosperous democracy, the people were, naturally, not very happy with the change to an oppressive regime. Most accepted that this is society now and we had to suck it up, but there were others that sought to protest the regime in Lumiose and regain their democracy, heh, that ended in a massacre, hundreds died from multiple gunshot wounds and from gas. Let that sink in for a moment, the government used poison gases and live ammunition on otherwise peaceful protesters. The remainder of those protesters and other people went underground after the massacre to form an armed resistance movement with revolution being the goal, or as the government would like to call them a terrorist organization hell bent on plunging Kalos into anarchy, hehehe.

For the most part, the police had been oppressing the populace since day one of the takeover and it has been five years since I arrived in Kalos after fleeing from Unova. But despite law enforcement’s priorities being jacked, they have jack shit on me since whatever “evidence” they collect on me, or anyone for that matter, gets corrupted real quick thanks to a worm a friend of mine installed on their systems. Best part is is that they don’t know how to remove it, haha. It’s all perfect for someone like me. But, mark my words though, the flames of war start small but they are being stoked by the calls for revolution and rebellion, and Kalos will burn in the inferno that follows.

[the-tantalizing-trio]

Erebus@Yeong-Ju: "Hello Ms. Grumpy Grumpers, and please don't tell me its MRS. Grumpy Grumpers and break my heart~" the alakazam said, "You must be angry aaaaall the time...why is that~?"

“Ms…Grumpy…Grumpers?” Yeong-Ju repeats slowly, as if finding difficulty in processing what the yellow creature said. But when her ears folded back and her lips twist into a vicious snarl, that’s when Erebus realized that the Gardevoir has fully understood what she said.

She approaches the yellow Pokemon aggressively, her movements resembling that of a predator. “You desire to know of the reasoning of my behavior?” She growls ferociously, her fingers flexing and twitching. Through closed eyes she gives the intruder a seething glare. “Why would I tell you, 걸레같은 년?” The way she spat the word of her language at the Pokemon, it’s as if it is an insult most vile.

“My reasons are my own, 씹새끼.” She hisses, her tails swishing to and fro with obvious anger. “For such disrespect you’ve shown me, I should tear your throat out!”

“However…” She continues, her body relaxing. “My sisters would frown upon me for killing one over an insult. So instead I will let you off with a warning.” She bares her teeth. “Never speak to me in such a manner again, for if you…I will make you suffer.”