#vitaeoceanus

[king-of-regrets]

Ｎｏｔ　ａｌｌ　ｏｆ　ｕｓ．．．　Ｅｉｔｈｅｒ　ｗａｙ，　Ｉ　ｄｏｎ’ｔ　ｃａｒｅ．　Ｉ　ｈａｖｅ　ｎｏ　ｌｏｖｅ　ｆｏｒ　ｌａｎｄ－ｃｒｅａｔｕｒｅｓ　ｏｒ　ｔｈｅｉｒ　ｗａｒｓ．　Ｏｔｈｅｒｓ　ｍｉｇｈｔ．　Ｉｆ　ａｎｙｔｈｉｎｇ，　Ｉ　ｊｕｄｇｅ　ｔｈｅ　ａｃｔｉｏｎ　ｗａｓ　ａｒｒｏｇａｎｔ　ａｎｄ　ｓｔｕｐｉｄ，　ａｓ　ｗａｓ　ｉｔ’ｓ　ｒｅｐｅｔｉｔｉｏｎ　ｍｏｒｅ　ｒｅｃｅｎｔｌｙ．

Well it was kind of reassuring to know that not all of the legendaries knew about what he did. The giant of a man gave a slight nod. “I.. understand…” he replied, before pulling his hood up in shame.

[king-of-regrets]

Ｄｏ　ｎｏｔ　ｌｏｏｋ　ｓｏ　ｓｕｒｐｒｉｓｅｄ．　Ｉ　ｈｅａｒｄ　ｙｏｕｒ　ｓｔｏｒｙ，　ａｓ　ｄｉｄ　Ｇｒｏｕｄｏｎ　－　ａｎｄ　Ｒａｙｑｕａｚａ．　Ｄｉｄ　ｙｏｕ　ｔｈｉｎｋ　ｗｅ　ｗｏｕｌｄ　ｎｏｔ？

"……" He honestly wasn’t entirely sure how to respond to the legendary. "I suppose I shouldn’t be… I was just.. hoping.. maybe you..hadn’t…." He managed to say, swallowing dryly. 

[king-of-regrets]

Ｄｅｓｔｒｏｙｅｒ．

"……" Shit-

[deepbleep]

Storm chasing

Geosenge and Cyllage towns were neighbors, and rumors spread to his place of stay pretty quickly.  There was an apparent sighting of a legendary pokemon in the sporty little town, and the Cyllage folk's proof of their claims was the never ending rain. He gave it seven days, and he was skeptical the entire time until the rain stretched its way over to Geosenge. 

Nearly a decade ago, he remembered something like this on television in Hoenn, when Kyogre was awakened and caused endless rain in the entire region. So why was the rain so mild now in comparison? With nothing else to do, and a slightest bit of optimism, he left fully prepared; not so much for the weather, but for battle against the legendary pokemon.

The closest to the city he gotten, the more intense the storm had gotten. He allowed his coat to be snatched by the wind, but he continued on, thunder rolls and all; it only given him more excitement. It appears Kyogre really had 'nested' here. He brushes back his hair and dries his glasses to prepare himself further.

His finger tips tapped around his pokeballs. Decisions...decisions... he has to make it fast.

[gardevoirai-blog]

Gardy sighed to himself, curled into a ball, shivering from the rain and cold, his eyes closed in regret. All he wanted was a nice, relaxing trip to the beach. One of those "day-cations," as they're sometimes called. Yet his visions of sunny heaven quickly turned into a reality of rainy hell, and he was now trapped in a small alcove underneath the cliffs, the only bit of shelter near the beach. Around him, the rain came down in near-solid sheets, drenching the sand and rocks. A flimsy beach umbrella Gardy had bought two hours ago had been destroyed in an instant, no match for the storm. Too scared to brave the rain again, and too exhausted to teleport, all Gardy could really do was try to recover some energy and hope the storm passed soon. Still keeping his eyes closed, he repeatedly cast Calm Mind to ease his worried thoughts.

Once his mind was peaceful again, he opened his eyes and looked around the beach. No sign of life anywhere, no other beachgoers, nothing in the sea, except... on the horizon, the Gardevoir could make out a massive blue Pokemon slowly approaching the shore.

[umiofukurasu-blog]

Oooh no. Ooh no no no no no...

Of all the things that could've appeared today, it had to be the God of the Sea--the same one he tried to control those 10 years ago with the Red Orb....

Kyogre.

Gripping his scarred arm, he moved it slightly out of sight, not wanting Kyogre to see the markings from the Orb possession left on his skin. The markings that mimicked Kyogre's own. Though surprisingly, they weren't burning as they usually did, when he recalled the fight between the two legendaries.

But...what was Kyogre doing here, after all these years? Did someone else wake it up? Or was it here to punish Archie, for messing with an ancient power he knew nothing about? And was still paying the price for it, even now...

"O Mighty Kyore..." he breathed, not knowing whether to move froward or move away. He was frozen, with both wonder and fear...

[tsuchiofukurasu-blog]

(*ohai Kyogre*)