#timebranded

[mirroredranger]

((Patches that I made for Black Space White Light.))

[mindovermechanics]

"What the fuck happened to my boat?!"

[avacynthia]

@timebranded (continued from here)

Cynthia's reply texts fire back within seconds. She's on the ball, as always. She's absolutely blowing up Lucas's phone.

[sms: Cynthia] It's nothing too major, I hope.

[sms: Cynthia] I'm putting together a pitch to present to the Hoenn Contest Board tomorrow. They are looking to open more Contest Halls in Sinnoh, but they want to know what native Pokemon our region has to offer.

[sms: Cynthia] You are familiar with the contest categories, yes? Cool, tough, smart, beauty, and cute? I need some Sinnoh-specific examples for each.

[sms: Cynthia] I would do it myself, but I'm afraid my Pokemon would get upset if I didn't pick them. :)

<She sends a picture of her Milotic over, the Pokemon curled up contentedly in a luxurious bath with a crown of bubbles perched comically atop her head. A queen.>

[floccesyfluff-fest]

Lucas has decided to gamble! He only participated once, so he may as well go all-in. With that in mind, he takes a deep breath as he approaches.

“This isn’t the only reason I decided to become a Trainer, but it was the deciding factor,” he admits. Taking off his right glove and pushing his sleeve back, he holds up his arm so that the scar on it is visible. “A couple of years before I started my journey, I was struck and nearly killed by something that left this behind. Nobody could figure out what could have done it. Trainers travel a lot, so I figured I’d have a better chance of finding out than if I just stayed in a lab, you know?”

“I won’t say if I figured that mystery out.” Because he still wasn’t sure if trusting Gatz with that knowledge was wise. “But it doesn’t answer the second question, anyway. If I could be honest, it’s mostly to spite Cyrus - by being a part of the world he wanted to destroy. It would be hypocritical if I shut myself off from the world after I helped save it, right?”

Scavenger Hunt - Final Day ( GAMBLE ) [ 67 ]

Gatz and Sableye are both judging now, as opposed to just Sableye. Gatz is leaning in, focused intently as he is given a taste of the knowledge he swore to never seek on his own. Sableye felt bad about the scar, but glad Lucas was okay. He wondered if the scar still hurt. But the mention of bettering oneself in spite of someone else only makes them think of a certain Maverick and can't help but chuckle. But oh boy is Lucas right about Cyrus.

"Hahah! That's a beautiful reason to live your best life. Cyrus is a real piece of work, and you are right to rub your persistent existence in his face. I respect the hell out of you just for saying that. I also respect that you'd take this gamble and go all or nothing with it. You sure you don't want to be a Maverick? You'd be a perfect fit!" Sableye in turn scratches a number on the table, a number he thinks is fair. 67.

[heroftruth]

First Lucas was a dead man walking, now Green caused trouble.

[unovasrose]

    “HOW are you only wearing a t-shirt and shorts right now?” Sure, it’s only fall... but she’s already sporting several layers just to feel comfortable.

    Beside her, a grumpy-looking Serperior wearing a makeshift scarf also voices her disapproval.

@timebranded​ liked for a fall-themed starter! 🍂    

[sereina-archive]

@timebranded​ - Ever Seasons Adoption Drive

Serena was a bit surprised to see Lucas had come all the way to Kalos, but was still glad to see him nevertheless! “Please, come in,” she’d say, ushering Lucas onto the sanctuary grounds with a smile, “thank you for coming all this way, I really appreciate it...” There were a few pokemon running around in the grass, while others had found sunny spots to sit and relax in.

Curiously, a small Larvesta had wandered over to the pair, the dual type peering up at Lucas, and then to Serena. After a moment, the Larvesta waddled over to him, making a motion to indicate she wanted to be picked up.

“She’s one of our less shy pokemon here, in case you didn’t notice.” Serena said with a laugh, already feeling the start of a bond beginning to develop. “She seems to like you a lot, though! Most of the time she doesn’t like other people picking her up unless she trusts them.” It was endearing to see, she had to admit.

The Larvesta sure seemed content where she was, adamant on staying put. “You know, I hear that sometimes a pokemon picks its trainer instead of the other way around,” Serena smiles, “would you like to take her with you? I don’t think she’d let you put her down even if you tried.”

[aspearbarry]

@timebranded​ ll Ah Fuck, Can’t Believe You’ve Done This

Hehehehehehehhe

The Combee had entered the hive. He could only imagine how much Lucas had to scroll to end his chaos. Surely there was no consequence for this action. 

Except now the floor was lava.

Barry looked around the open fields outside of Floaroma Town. Not a single thing to stand on as far as the eye could see. He snapped a picture.

[Contact: Lucas Skywalker]

[txt] Guess I’m dead now. [Image Attachment] [txt] And all these super pretty flowers. All burnt up in the lava. Just a Combee out here doing my best and now I’m on fire. 

After a minute, there was another picture. This time it was his Dragonair with a flower impaled on his horn. 

[txt] new regional variant! dragon and grass type. should i text prfsr?