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Intro!
Main account: @just-a-freak40
Well hello there, idiots, I mean amazing people I am—
I'm the amazing Connie! Aren't I just beautiful
Seriously sis?! 1) Do not interrupt me 2) this is a blog and they can't see you and 3) DO NOT INTERRUPT ME!
"Do NoT iNtErRuPt mE", yeesh someone's grumpy
Ugh! Anyway, where was I? Ah, yes. I am Connor! Loyal follower of Pechakeen.
And ugly as hell.
That does it you MOTHER FU—
Technical difficulties, we'll be right back.
Indigo had been investing in Oni Mountain for a while now, hunting down "Pechakeen," a Pokémon that seemed to be similar to the "Subjugation Pokémon" she deeply detests. As Indigo went deeper into the mountain, she noticed two people nearby. A boy and a girl (Conner and Connie). She looked carefully and noticed the toxic chain around their necks. "...Interesting accessories. Mind telling me why you two are cosplaying as budget Halloween props?" -@shrouded-fable
Connie: Hmmm? Oh hello there! wait what did you ask?
Connor: Oh great... another nuisance... *sighs* and to answer your question, these are no costumes, halfwit. they're gifts.
Connie: Yeah, ones we can't take off and one i never wanted.
Connor: Would you shut up?!
Indigo's eyes narrowed as she leaned nonchalantly against the cave wall, arms still folded. She observed the duo closely.
"…Gifts, huh? Sounds more like a curse." Her tone was skeptical, but her gaze stayed focused on the toxic chains.
A small smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth.
"…Or maybe, a leash. Who's holding the leash, I wonder…"
Connie: I don't mind explaining things if you want me to.
Connor: Sis you will do no such thing of blabbering all our secrets to some random! If you do I'll cut your tongue off.
Indigo’s smirk vanished instantly—replaced by a glare colder than a Froslass’ breath.
"Cut her tongue off? That’s adorable." She pushed off the wall, taking a slow step forward.
"…Try it, Banette-boy. Cut her tongue, and I’ll cut yours first." Her voice was low, dangerous. "I'd love to see what happens next."
She tilted her head toward Connie, still watching Connor like a predator studying prey. "So. Secrets. I’m listening."
Connie: "Well you see"
But she is cut off by Connor placing his hand over her mouth.
Connor: "A ba ba! I said you would do no such thing! Besides you wouldn't want to upset-"
Connor cut himself as he retracted his hand in a blink of an eye
Connor: "EW! Sweet Mother of Pechakeen! Did you just lick my hand?! That's disgusting!"
Connie: "Oh get over it, you baby. Any way as I was saying, the-"
But she gets cut off again by Connor hitting her with his toxic chain.
Connor: "Hmmpth, that's what you get for licking my hand."
Connie: "Why you little-!"
Connie then pounces on Connor, as the two begin fighting like children.
Indigo's eyebrows rose as she watched the two siblings squabble like children. She stood there for a moment, trying to decide if this was actually happening. It was. She almost couldn't help it. A chuckle slipped out before she could stop it. The sound was brief and unexpected, a stark contrast to her usually cool, aloof demeanor.
"You two fight like toddlers." She said, the amusement clear in her voice. Indigo crouched down next to the squabbling siblings, resting her chin on her palm.
"You two done? Or should I toss a berry in the middle and see who bites first? But this is far more entertaining."
(Internally: At this rate, I could take a nap and they’d still be wrestling when I wake up.)
Connie: That'll teach you for hitting me! now say you surrender!
Connie spoke whilst Chocking Connor with his own toxic chain.
Connor: ACK! Never!
Connie: SAY IT!
Connor: ACK! okay, okay, I surrender!
Connie then lets go of Connor's chain. and Connor scowls.
Connor: Grrr... When the goddess hears about this you'll be through.
Indigo's smirk faded as the name "goddess" fell from Connor's lips. The casual mention of a deity sent a ripple through her, cutting through the amusement like a knife.
"Pardon? Goddess, you said." She pushed off the rock, taking a few steps forward. "Care to elaborate on that?"
Her eyes darted between the siblings, studying their expressions.
Connor: Hmm? The goddess? I'd may be willing to elaborate, but depends if you're willing to join her side.
Connie: Oh please, no one in their right mind would want to obey that stupid peach!
Indigo's expression darkened.
"Join her side?" Her voice was low—dangerously so. "Funny you should mention that."
She stepped closer, eyes narrowing as she locked onto Connor with a predator’s focus.
"…You wouldn’t happen to be talking about Pechakeen, would you?" The name dripped from her tongue like venom—disgust and something far colder lacing every syllable.
"Pechakeen." The name came out cold—almost a growl. "That thing isn't a goddess; it's an abomination with delusions of divinity."
Her red-slitted pupils sharpened as she stared down Connor, unblinking. "…And I'm not 'joining' anything unless it involves putting that wretched Pokémon in the ground for good."
Connie breathes a sigh of relief whilst Connor looks offended.
Connie: Oh thank Arceus, she has some sanity.
Connor: Grrr... You dare talk about the goddess that way?! You are not worthy of her blessings.
"Oh dear, I tremble," Indigo said, voice dripping with sarcasm, "at the thought of missing out on 'divine blessings' from a twisted creature that has to chain its followers like leashed dogs." She sauntered up to Connor, standing just a few inches away, unbothered by his faux-aggression.
"Your 'goddess'… or Pechakeen, rather," she began, speaking slowly, deliberately, "has less use for blessings than a Magikarp."
Her eyes never left Connor. "…And your 'devotion' is going to get you killed."
Connor: Why you lousy-
Connie then restrains Connor by holding his toxic chain.
Connie: Woah easy there, Bro-bro!
Indigo let out a slow, unimpressed exhale—like she was watching a particularly dull Pokémon battle.
"You know…"
There was the briefest pause.
"Your brother has a short fuse. He's going to get himself killed at this rate, being so… Impulsive. Emotional."
...
"Listen." Her voice dropped to something low, dangerous. "I've faced a Pokémon like your 'goddess' before— The Subjugation Pokémon. From my Universe Multipultimes. And all of them? I walked out of the fight with blood on my hand and their retainer’s body at my feet."
She took a slow step forward, red-slitted pupils burning into him.
"…Your devotion won’t save you when Pechakeen turns on you for being useless. So unless you want to end up as another discarded pawn… Believe me, I know."
Connor just begins to laugh.
Connor: Pfffttt, hahaha! You really think you can kill an immortal being? Oh that's good.
Connie: Could you maybe try being nice for once? Besides, If the peach can be killed then I'd be willing to listen on how such a thing can happen.
Indigo watched Conner laugh with an unimpressed gaze, not blinking as his amusement echoed in the cavern.
"Immortal, huh?" She leaned casually against a nearby wall, her expression cool but calculating.
Then, she let out a small scoff. "Nothing's immortal. Pechakeen is no exception."
Indigo's expression darkened even more at Connor's mocking laugh, but she kept her cool, her voice low and level.
"If I were to take on your 'goddess', though? I'd start by breaking that toxic chain."
Then she tilted her head toward Connie with an almost lazy interest, "You there, female specimen, you said you didn't want' that chain, did you?"
Connie: Ummm... yes? Why do you know how to remove it?
Connor: Oh please that thing can't be removed, not by you or her.
Indigo almost wanted to scoff at how stupid these two were. Instead, she gave an almost condescending smile; her lips upturned at the corners, though her eyes still had the sharp glare of a predator studying its prey.
"I didn't say anything about me removing it, did I?" She glanced meaningfully between Connor and Connie, her smirk growing wider.
"But I can help you escape from it."
Connie: Really?! Ooh! Can you show me how.
Connor: Pffttt... I'd like to see you try.
"Oh, I will show you." Indigo's voice was cold and sharp. "…But first? Let's talk about your goddess."
She tilted her head at Connor like an intrigued predator sizing up wounded prey—then dropped the act entirely in favor of cold calculation: "…Where is Pechakeen hiding?"
A pause for effect before adding (almost bored), "…Unless you'd rather watch me reduce this little base of yours to rubble just to find it myself?"
Connor: Pfft, you really think Our base is here? Why on earth would we live on the same mountain as that ogre?
Connie: Ugh, could you not be rude to anything for five minutes?
Connor: Hmmm.... No.
Indigo took a deep inhale, exhaled through her nose—slowly, deliberately, her expression turning from cold to downright poisonous. She was done playing nice.
"You have 10 seconds to give me that info."
Her fingers tapped against her DuskBalls on her belt.
…9… …8… …7… …6… ...5... ...4...
She glanced to Connie, speaking almost absentmindedly,
"…Maybe you should take a few steps back, girl."
Connor: You really think you have me cornered don't ya? Well I hate to tell ya, but you don't.
Connor then whistles, and raises one of his hands into the air with the other clutching onto his toxic chain making it glow slightly. Then a shadowy figure flies over and picks up Connor up by his arm, the figure was revealed to be fezendipiti.
Connor: So long sucker!
Connie: Umm... he does realize he's leaving me behind right?
Indigo paused slightly as she saw Conner getting taken away by Fezendipiti, her eyes slightly twitched as if she were saying, "Is this a joke?" All sarcasm gone, replaced by something far colder than anger: Determination.
…3… …2… …1…
Right after Indigo finished counting and while Conner was far enough, he suddenly felt something pierce through his right arm and left leg, followed by a pained screech from Fezendipiti. Turns out they were shot by three bullets. Two on Conner's right arm and left leg, and on one of Fezendipiti's wings.
Back to Connie, who looked at Indigo with a UZI in her hand, barrel still smoking from the shot. But... When did she even pull the gun and fire it? No reload, no gunshot, no nothing!
Indigo slowly lowers the gun after a few seconds, clutching her heart slightly as if something took a toll on her.
Connie: O-oh... My Arceus...
Connor: Ack! Mmmfff... Shit....
Connor grabs his chain with his last hand and it begins glowing slightly, though he actually looked scared for once.
Connor: *Telepathically* "Umm... Goddess? We've got a situation... Could you call in the three please...?"
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Indigo had been investing in Oni Mountain for a while now, hunting down "Pechakeen," a Pokémon that seemed to be similar to the "Subjugation Pokémon" she deeply detests. As Indigo went deeper into the mountain, she noticed two people nearby. A boy and a girl (Conner and Connie). She looked carefully and noticed the toxic chain around their necks. "...Interesting accessories. Mind telling me why you two are cosplaying as budget Halloween props?" -@shrouded-fable
Connie: Hmmm? Oh hello there! wait what did you ask?
Connor: Oh great... another nuisance... *sighs* and to answer your question, these are no costumes, halfwit. they're gifts.
Connie: Yeah, ones we can't take off and one i never wanted.
Connor: Would you shut up?!
Indigo's eyes narrowed as she leaned nonchalantly against the cave wall, arms still folded. She observed the duo closely.
"…Gifts, huh? Sounds more like a curse." Her tone was skeptical, but her gaze stayed focused on the toxic chains.
A small smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth.
"…Or maybe, a leash. Who's holding the leash, I wonder…"
Connie: I don't mind explaining things if you want me to.
Connor: Sis you will do no such thing of blabbering all our secrets to some random! If you do I'll cut your tongue off.
Indigo’s smirk vanished instantly—replaced by a glare colder than a Froslass’ breath.
"Cut her tongue off? That’s adorable." She pushed off the wall, taking a slow step forward.
"…Try it, Banette-boy. Cut her tongue, and I’ll cut yours first." Her voice was low, dangerous. "I'd love to see what happens next."
She tilted her head toward Connie, still watching Connor like a predator studying prey. "So. Secrets. I’m listening."
Connie: "Well you see"
But she is cut off by Connor placing his hand over her mouth.
Connor: "A ba ba! I said you would do no such thing! Besides you wouldn't want to upset-"
Connor cut himself as he retracted his hand in a blink of an eye
Connor: "EW! Sweet Mother of Pechakeen! Did you just lick my hand?! That's disgusting!"
Connie: "Oh get over it, you baby. Any way as I was saying, the-"
But she gets cut off again by Connor hitting her with his toxic chain.
Connor: "Hmmpth, that's what you get for licking my hand."
Connie: "Why you little-!"
Connie then pounces on Connor, as the two begin fighting like children.
Indigo's eyebrows rose as she watched the two siblings squabble like children. She stood there for a moment, trying to decide if this was actually happening. It was. She almost couldn't help it. A chuckle slipped out before she could stop it. The sound was brief and unexpected, a stark contrast to her usually cool, aloof demeanor.
"You two fight like toddlers." She said, the amusement clear in her voice. Indigo crouched down next to the squabbling siblings, resting her chin on her palm.
"You two done? Or should I toss a berry in the middle and see who bites first? But this is far more entertaining."
(Internally: At this rate, I could take a nap and they’d still be wrestling when I wake up.)
Connie: That'll teach you for hitting me! now say you surrender!
Connie spoke whilst Chocking Connor with his own toxic chain.
Connor: ACK! Never!
Connie: SAY IT!
Connor: ACK! okay, okay, I surrender!
Connie then lets go of Connor's chain. and Connor scowls.
Connor: Grrr... When the goddess hears about this you'll be through.
Indigo's smirk faded as the name "goddess" fell from Connor's lips. The casual mention of a deity sent a ripple through her, cutting through the amusement like a knife.
"Pardon? Goddess, you said." She pushed off the rock, taking a few steps forward. "Care to elaborate on that?"
Her eyes darted between the siblings, studying their expressions.
Connor: Hmm? The goddess? I'd may be willing to elaborate, but depends if you're willing to join her side.
Connie: Oh please, no one in their right mind would want to obey that stupid peach!
Indigo's expression darkened.
"Join her side?" Her voice was low—dangerously so. "Funny you should mention that."
She stepped closer, eyes narrowing as she locked onto Connor with a predator’s focus.
"…You wouldn’t happen to be talking about Pechakeen, would you?" The name dripped from her tongue like venom—disgust and something far colder lacing every syllable.
"Pechakeen." The name came out cold—almost a growl. "That thing isn't a goddess; it's an abomination with delusions of divinity."
Her red-slitted pupils sharpened as she stared down Connor, unblinking. "…And I'm not 'joining' anything unless it involves putting that wretched Pokémon in the ground for good."
Connie breathes a sigh of relief whilst Connor looks offended.
Connie: Oh thank Arceus, she has some sanity.
Connor: Grrr... You dare talk about the goddess that way?! You are not worthy of her blessings.
"Oh dear, I tremble," Indigo said, voice dripping with sarcasm, "at the thought of missing out on 'divine blessings' from a twisted creature that has to chain its followers like leashed dogs." She sauntered up to Connor, standing just a few inches away, unbothered by his faux-aggression.
"Your 'goddess'… or Pechakeen, rather," she began, speaking slowly, deliberately, "has less use for blessings than a Magikarp."
Her eyes never left Connor. "…And your 'devotion' is going to get you killed."
Connor: Why you lousy-
Connie then restrains Connor by holding his toxic chain.
Connie: Woah easy there, Bro-bro!
Indigo let out a slow, unimpressed exhale—like she was watching a particularly dull Pokémon battle.
"You know…"
There was the briefest pause.
"Your brother has a short fuse. He's going to get himself killed at this rate, being so… Impulsive. Emotional."
...
"Listen." Her voice dropped to something low, dangerous. "I've faced a Pokémon like your 'goddess' before— The Subjugation Pokémon. From my Universe Multipultimes. And all of them? I walked out of the fight with blood on my hand and their retainer’s body at my feet."
She took a slow step forward, red-slitted pupils burning into him.
"…Your devotion won’t save you when Pechakeen turns on you for being useless. So unless you want to end up as another discarded pawn… Believe me, I know."
Connor just begins to laugh.
Connor: Pfffttt, hahaha! You really think you can kill an immortal being? Oh that's good.
Connie: Could you maybe try being nice for once? Besides, If the peach can be killed then I'd be willing to listen on how such a thing can happen.
Indigo watched Conner laugh with an unimpressed gaze, not blinking as his amusement echoed in the cavern.
"Immortal, huh?" She leaned casually against a nearby wall, her expression cool but calculating.
Then, she let out a small scoff. "Nothing's immortal. Pechakeen is no exception."
Indigo's expression darkened even more at Connor's mocking laugh, but she kept her cool, her voice low and level.
"If I were to take on your 'goddess', though? I'd start by breaking that toxic chain."
Then she tilted her head toward Connie with an almost lazy interest, "You there, female specimen, you said you didn't want' that chain, did you?"
Connie: Ummm... yes? Why do you know how to remove it?
Connor: Oh please that thing can't be removed, not by you or her.
Indigo almost wanted to scoff at how stupid these two were. Instead, she gave an almost condescending smile; her lips upturned at the corners, though her eyes still had the sharp glare of a predator studying its prey.
"I didn't say anything about me removing it, did I?" She glanced meaningfully between Connor and Connie, her smirk growing wider.
"But I can help you escape from it."
Connie: Really?! Ooh! Can you show me how.
Connor: Pffttt... I'd like to see you try.
"Oh, I will show you." Indigo's voice was cold and sharp. "…But first? Let's talk about your goddess."
She tilted her head at Connor like an intrigued predator sizing up wounded prey—then dropped the act entirely in favor of cold calculation: "…Where is Pechakeen hiding?"
A pause for effect before adding (almost bored), "…Unless you'd rather watch me reduce this little base of yours to rubble just to find it myself?"
Connor: Pfft, you really think Our base is here? Why on earth would we live on the same mountain as that ogre?
Connie: Ugh, could you not be rude to anything for five minutes?
Connor: Hmmm.... No.
Indigo took a deep inhale, exhaled through her nose—slowly, deliberately, her expression turning from cold to downright poisonous. She was done playing nice.
"You have 10 seconds to give me that info."
Her fingers tapped against her DuskBalls on her belt.
…9… …8… …7… …6… ...5... ...4...
She glanced to Connie, speaking almost absentmindedly,
"…Maybe you should take a few steps back, girl."
Connor: You really think you have me cornered don't ya? Well I hate to tell ya, but you don't.
Connor then whistles, and raises one of his hands into the air with the other clutching onto his toxic chain making it glow slightly. Then a shadowy figure flies over and picks up Connor up by his arm, the figure was revealed to be fezendipiti.
Connor: So long sucker!
Connie: Umm... he does realize he's leaving me behind right?
Indigo had been investing in Oni Mountain for a while now, hunting down "Pechakeen," a Pokémon that seemed to be similar to the "Subjugation Pokémon" she deeply detests. As Indigo went deeper into the mountain, she noticed two people nearby. A boy and a girl (Conner and Connie). She looked carefully and noticed the toxic chain around their necks. "...Interesting accessories. Mind telling me why you two are cosplaying as budget Halloween props?" -@shrouded-fable
Connie: Hmmm? Oh hello there! wait what did you ask?
Connor: Oh great... another nuisance... *sighs* and to answer your question, these are no costumes, halfwit. they're gifts.
Connie: Yeah, ones we can't take off and one i never wanted.
Connor: Would you shut up?!
Indigo's eyes narrowed as she leaned nonchalantly against the cave wall, arms still folded. She observed the duo closely.
"…Gifts, huh? Sounds more like a curse." Her tone was skeptical, but her gaze stayed focused on the toxic chains.
A small smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth.
"…Or maybe, a leash. Who's holding the leash, I wonder…"
Connie: I don't mind explaining things if you want me to.
Connor: Sis you will do no such thing of blabbering all our secrets to some random! If you do I'll cut your tongue off.
Indigo’s smirk vanished instantly—replaced by a glare colder than a Froslass’ breath.
"Cut her tongue off? That’s adorable." She pushed off the wall, taking a slow step forward.
"…Try it, Banette-boy. Cut her tongue, and I’ll cut yours first." Her voice was low, dangerous. "I'd love to see what happens next."
She tilted her head toward Connie, still watching Connor like a predator studying prey. "So. Secrets. I’m listening."
Connie: "Well you see"
But she is cut off by Connor placing his hand over her mouth.
Connor: "A ba ba! I said you would do no such thing! Besides you wouldn't want to upset-"
Connor cut himself as he retracted his hand in a blink of an eye
Connor: "EW! Sweet Mother of Pechakeen! Did you just lick my hand?! That's disgusting!"
Connie: "Oh get over it, you baby. Any way as I was saying, the-"
But she gets cut off again by Connor hitting her with his toxic chain.
Connor: "Hmmpth, that's what you get for licking my hand."
Connie: "Why you little-!"
Connie then pounces on Connor, as the two begin fighting like children.
Indigo's eyebrows rose as she watched the two siblings squabble like children. She stood there for a moment, trying to decide if this was actually happening. It was. She almost couldn't help it. A chuckle slipped out before she could stop it. The sound was brief and unexpected, a stark contrast to her usually cool, aloof demeanor.
"You two fight like toddlers." She said, the amusement clear in her voice. Indigo crouched down next to the squabbling siblings, resting her chin on her palm.
"You two done? Or should I toss a berry in the middle and see who bites first? But this is far more entertaining."
(Internally: At this rate, I could take a nap and they’d still be wrestling when I wake up.)
Connie: That'll teach you for hitting me! now say you surrender!
Connie spoke whilst Chocking Connor with his own toxic chain.
Connor: ACK! Never!
Connie: SAY IT!
Connor: ACK! okay, okay, I surrender!
Connie then lets go of Connor's chain. and Connor scowls.
Connor: Grrr... When the goddess hears about this you'll be through.
Indigo's smirk faded as the name "goddess" fell from Connor's lips. The casual mention of a deity sent a ripple through her, cutting through the amusement like a knife.
"Pardon? Goddess, you said." She pushed off the rock, taking a few steps forward. "Care to elaborate on that?"
Her eyes darted between the siblings, studying their expressions.
Connor: Hmm? The goddess? I'd may be willing to elaborate, but depends if you're willing to join her side.
Connie: Oh please, no one in their right mind would want to obey that stupid peach!
Indigo's expression darkened.
"Join her side?" Her voice was low—dangerously so. "Funny you should mention that."
She stepped closer, eyes narrowing as she locked onto Connor with a predator’s focus.
"…You wouldn’t happen to be talking about Pechakeen, would you?" The name dripped from her tongue like venom—disgust and something far colder lacing every syllable.
"Pechakeen." The name came out cold—almost a growl. "That thing isn't a goddess; it's an abomination with delusions of divinity."
Her red-slitted pupils sharpened as she stared down Connor, unblinking. "…And I'm not 'joining' anything unless it involves putting that wretched Pokémon in the ground for good."
Connie breathes a sigh of relief whilst Connor looks offended.
Connie: Oh thank Arceus, she has some sanity.
Connor: Grrr... You dare talk about the goddess that way?! You are not worthy of her blessings.
"Oh dear, I tremble," Indigo said, voice dripping with sarcasm, "at the thought of missing out on 'divine blessings' from a twisted creature that has to chain its followers like leashed dogs." She sauntered up to Connor, standing just a few inches away, unbothered by his faux-aggression.
"Your 'goddess'… or Pechakeen, rather," she began, speaking slowly, deliberately, "has less use for blessings than a Magikarp."
Her eyes never left Connor. "…And your 'devotion' is going to get you killed."
Connor: Why you lousy-
Connie then restrains Connor by holding his toxic chain.
Connie: Woah easy there, Bro-bro!
Indigo let out a slow, unimpressed exhale—like she was watching a particularly dull Pokémon battle.
"You know…"
There was the briefest pause.
"Your brother has a short fuse. He's going to get himself killed at this rate, being so… Impulsive. Emotional."
...
"Listen." Her voice dropped to something low, dangerous. "I've faced a Pokémon like your 'goddess' before— The Subjugation Pokémon. From my Universe Multipultimes. And all of them? I walked out of the fight with blood on my hand and their retainer’s body at my feet."
She took a slow step forward, red-slitted pupils burning into him.
"…Your devotion won’t save you when Pechakeen turns on you for being useless. So unless you want to end up as another discarded pawn… Believe me, I know."
Connor just begins to laugh.
Connor: Pfffttt, hahaha! You really think you can kill an immortal being? Oh that's good.
Connie: Could you maybe try being nice for once? Besides, If the peach can be killed then I'd be willing to listen on how such a thing can happen.
Indigo watched Conner laugh with an unimpressed gaze, not blinking as his amusement echoed in the cavern.
"Immortal, huh?" She leaned casually against a nearby wall, her expression cool but calculating.
Then, she let out a small scoff. "Nothing's immortal. Pechakeen is no exception."
Indigo's expression darkened even more at Connor's mocking laugh, but she kept her cool, her voice low and level.
"If I were to take on your 'goddess', though? I'd start by breaking that toxic chain."
Then she tilted her head toward Connie with an almost lazy interest, "You there, female specimen, you said you didn't want' that chain, did you?"
Connie: Ummm... yes? Why do you know how to remove it?
Connor: Oh please that thing can't be removed, not by you or her.
Indigo almost wanted to scoff at how stupid these two were. Instead, she gave an almost condescending smile; her lips upturned at the corners, though her eyes still had the sharp glare of a predator studying its prey.
"I didn't say anything about me removing it, did I?" She glanced meaningfully between Connor and Connie, her smirk growing wider.
"But I can help you escape from it."
Connie: Really?! Ooh! Can you show me how.
Connor: Pffttt... I'd like to see you try.
"Oh, I will show you." Indigo's voice was cold and sharp. "…But first? Let's talk about your goddess."
She tilted her head at Connor like an intrigued predator sizing up wounded prey—then dropped the act entirely in favor of cold calculation: "…Where is Pechakeen hiding?"
A pause for effect before adding (almost bored), "…Unless you'd rather watch me reduce this little base of yours to rubble just to find it myself?"
Connor: Pfft, you really think Our base is here? Why on earth would we live on the same mountain as that ogre?
Connie: Ugh, could you not be rude to anything for five minutes?
Connor: Hmmm.... No.
Indigo had been investing in Oni Mountain for a while now, hunting down "Pechakeen," a Pokémon that seemed to be similar to the "Subjugation Pokémon" she deeply detests. As Indigo went deeper into the mountain, she noticed two people nearby. A boy and a girl (Conner and Connie). She looked carefully and noticed the toxic chain around their necks. "...Interesting accessories. Mind telling me why you two are cosplaying as budget Halloween props?" -@shrouded-fable
Connie: Hmmm? Oh hello there! wait what did you ask?
Connor: Oh great... another nuisance... *sighs* and to answer your question, these are no costumes, halfwit. they're gifts.
Connie: Yeah, ones we can't take off and one i never wanted.
Connor: Would you shut up?!
Indigo's eyes narrowed as she leaned nonchalantly against the cave wall, arms still folded. She observed the duo closely.
"…Gifts, huh? Sounds more like a curse." Her tone was skeptical, but her gaze stayed focused on the toxic chains.
A small smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth.
"…Or maybe, a leash. Who's holding the leash, I wonder…"
Connie: I don't mind explaining things if you want me to.
Connor: Sis you will do no such thing of blabbering all our secrets to some random! If you do I'll cut your tongue off.
Indigo’s smirk vanished instantly—replaced by a glare colder than a Froslass’ breath.
"Cut her tongue off? That’s adorable." She pushed off the wall, taking a slow step forward.
"…Try it, Banette-boy. Cut her tongue, and I’ll cut yours first." Her voice was low, dangerous. "I'd love to see what happens next."
She tilted her head toward Connie, still watching Connor like a predator studying prey. "So. Secrets. I’m listening."
Connie: "Well you see"
But she is cut off by Connor placing his hand over her mouth.
Connor: "A ba ba! I said you would do no such thing! Besides you wouldn't want to upset-"
Connor cut himself as he retracted his hand in a blink of an eye
Connor: "EW! Sweet Mother of Pechakeen! Did you just lick my hand?! That's disgusting!"
Connie: "Oh get over it, you baby. Any way as I was saying, the-"
But she gets cut off again by Connor hitting her with his toxic chain.
Connor: "Hmmpth, that's what you get for licking my hand."
Connie: "Why you little-!"
Connie then pounces on Connor, as the two begin fighting like children.
Indigo's eyebrows rose as she watched the two siblings squabble like children. She stood there for a moment, trying to decide if this was actually happening. It was. She almost couldn't help it. A chuckle slipped out before she could stop it. The sound was brief and unexpected, a stark contrast to her usually cool, aloof demeanor.
"You two fight like toddlers." She said, the amusement clear in her voice. Indigo crouched down next to the squabbling siblings, resting her chin on her palm.
"You two done? Or should I toss a berry in the middle and see who bites first? But this is far more entertaining."
(Internally: At this rate, I could take a nap and they’d still be wrestling when I wake up.)
Connie: That'll teach you for hitting me! now say you surrender!
Connie spoke whilst Chocking Connor with his own toxic chain.
Connor: ACK! Never!
Connie: SAY IT!
Connor: ACK! okay, okay, I surrender!
Connie then lets go of Connor's chain. and Connor scowls.
Connor: Grrr... When the goddess hears about this you'll be through.
Indigo's smirk faded as the name "goddess" fell from Connor's lips. The casual mention of a deity sent a ripple through her, cutting through the amusement like a knife.
"Pardon? Goddess, you said." She pushed off the rock, taking a few steps forward. "Care to elaborate on that?"
Her eyes darted between the siblings, studying their expressions.
Connor: Hmm? The goddess? I'd may be willing to elaborate, but depends if you're willing to join her side.
Connie: Oh please, no one in their right mind would want to obey that stupid peach!
Indigo's expression darkened.
"Join her side?" Her voice was low—dangerously so. "Funny you should mention that."
She stepped closer, eyes narrowing as she locked onto Connor with a predator’s focus.
"…You wouldn’t happen to be talking about Pechakeen, would you?" The name dripped from her tongue like venom—disgust and something far colder lacing every syllable.
"Pechakeen." The name came out cold—almost a growl. "That thing isn't a goddess; it's an abomination with delusions of divinity."
Her red-slitted pupils sharpened as she stared down Connor, unblinking. "…And I'm not 'joining' anything unless it involves putting that wretched Pokémon in the ground for good."
Connie breathes a sigh of relief whilst Connor looks offended.
Connie: Oh thank Arceus, she has some sanity.
Connor: Grrr... You dare talk about the goddess that way?! You are not worthy of her blessings.
"Oh dear, I tremble," Indigo said, voice dripping with sarcasm, "at the thought of missing out on 'divine blessings' from a twisted creature that has to chain its followers like leashed dogs." She sauntered up to Connor, standing just a few inches away, unbothered by his faux-aggression.
"Your 'goddess'… or Pechakeen, rather," she began, speaking slowly, deliberately, "has less use for blessings than a Magikarp."
Her eyes never left Connor. "…And your 'devotion' is going to get you killed."
Connor: Why you lousy-
Connie then restrains Connor by holding his toxic chain.
Connie: Woah easy there, Bro-bro!
Indigo let out a slow, unimpressed exhale—like she was watching a particularly dull Pokémon battle.
"You know…"
There was the briefest pause.
"Your brother has a short fuse. He's going to get himself killed at this rate, being so… Impulsive. Emotional."
...
"Listen." Her voice dropped to something low, dangerous. "I've faced a Pokémon like your 'goddess' before— The Subjugation Pokémon. From my Universe Multipultimes. And all of them? I walked out of the fight with blood on my hand and their retainer’s body at my feet."
She took a slow step forward, red-slitted pupils burning into him.
"…Your devotion won’t save you when Pechakeen turns on you for being useless. So unless you want to end up as another discarded pawn… Believe me, I know."
Connor just begins to laugh.
Connor: Pfffttt, hahaha! You really think you can kill an immortal being? Oh that's good.
Connie: Could you maybe try being nice for once? Besides, If the peach can be killed then I'd be willing to listen on how such a thing can happen.
Indigo watched Conner laugh with an unimpressed gaze, not blinking as his amusement echoed in the cavern.
"Immortal, huh?" She leaned casually against a nearby wall, her expression cool but calculating.
Then, she let out a small scoff. "Nothing's immortal. Pechakeen is no exception."
Indigo's expression darkened even more at Connor's mocking laugh, but she kept her cool, her voice low and level.
"If I were to take on your 'goddess', though? I'd start by breaking that toxic chain."
Then she tilted her head toward Connie with an almost lazy interest, "You there, female specimen, you said you didn't want' that chain, did you?"
Connie: Ummm... yes? Why do you know how to remove it?
Connor: Oh please that thing can't be removed, not by you or her.
Indigo almost wanted to scoff at how stupid these two were. Instead, she gave an almost condescending smile; her lips upturned at the corners, though her eyes still had the sharp glare of a predator studying its prey.
"I didn't say anything about me removing it, did I?" She glanced meaningfully between Connor and Connie, her smirk growing wider.
"But I can help you escape from it."
Connie: Really?! Ooh! Can you show me how.
Connor: Pffttt... I'd like to see you try.
Indigo had been investing in Oni Mountain for a while now, hunting down "Pechakeen," a Pokémon that seemed to be similar to the "Subjugation Pokémon" she deeply detests. As Indigo went deeper into the mountain, she noticed two people nearby. A boy and a girl (Conner and Connie). She looked carefully and noticed the toxic chain around their necks. "...Interesting accessories. Mind telling me why you two are cosplaying as budget Halloween props?" -@shrouded-fable
Connie: Hmmm? Oh hello there! wait what did you ask?
Connor: Oh great... another nuisance... *sighs* and to answer your question, these are no costumes, halfwit. they're gifts.
Connie: Yeah, ones we can't take off and one i never wanted.
Connor: Would you shut up?!
Indigo's eyes narrowed as she leaned nonchalantly against the cave wall, arms still folded. She observed the duo closely.
"…Gifts, huh? Sounds more like a curse." Her tone was skeptical, but her gaze stayed focused on the toxic chains.
A small smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth.
"…Or maybe, a leash. Who's holding the leash, I wonder…"
Connie: I don't mind explaining things if you want me to.
Connor: Sis you will do no such thing of blabbering all our secrets to some random! If you do I'll cut your tongue off.
Indigo’s smirk vanished instantly—replaced by a glare colder than a Froslass’ breath.
"Cut her tongue off? That’s adorable." She pushed off the wall, taking a slow step forward.
"…Try it, Banette-boy. Cut her tongue, and I’ll cut yours first." Her voice was low, dangerous. "I'd love to see what happens next."
She tilted her head toward Connie, still watching Connor like a predator studying prey. "So. Secrets. I’m listening."
Connie: "Well you see"
But she is cut off by Connor placing his hand over her mouth.
Connor: "A ba ba! I said you would do no such thing! Besides you wouldn't want to upset-"
Connor cut himself as he retracted his hand in a blink of an eye
Connor: "EW! Sweet Mother of Pechakeen! Did you just lick my hand?! That's disgusting!"
Connie: "Oh get over it, you baby. Any way as I was saying, the-"
But she gets cut off again by Connor hitting her with his toxic chain.
Connor: "Hmmpth, that's what you get for licking my hand."
Connie: "Why you little-!"
Connie then pounces on Connor, as the two begin fighting like children.
Indigo's eyebrows rose as she watched the two siblings squabble like children. She stood there for a moment, trying to decide if this was actually happening. It was. She almost couldn't help it. A chuckle slipped out before she could stop it. The sound was brief and unexpected, a stark contrast to her usually cool, aloof demeanor.
"You two fight like toddlers." She said, the amusement clear in her voice. Indigo crouched down next to the squabbling siblings, resting her chin on her palm.
"You two done? Or should I toss a berry in the middle and see who bites first? But this is far more entertaining."
(Internally: At this rate, I could take a nap and they’d still be wrestling when I wake up.)
Connie: That'll teach you for hitting me! now say you surrender!
Connie spoke whilst Chocking Connor with his own toxic chain.
Connor: ACK! Never!
Connie: SAY IT!
Connor: ACK! okay, okay, I surrender!
Connie then lets go of Connor's chain. and Connor scowls.
Connor: Grrr... When the goddess hears about this you'll be through.
Indigo's smirk faded as the name "goddess" fell from Connor's lips. The casual mention of a deity sent a ripple through her, cutting through the amusement like a knife.
"Pardon? Goddess, you said." She pushed off the rock, taking a few steps forward. "Care to elaborate on that?"
Her eyes darted between the siblings, studying their expressions.
Connor: Hmm? The goddess? I'd may be willing to elaborate, but depends if you're willing to join her side.
Connie: Oh please, no one in their right mind would want to obey that stupid peach!
Indigo's expression darkened.
"Join her side?" Her voice was low—dangerously so. "Funny you should mention that."
She stepped closer, eyes narrowing as she locked onto Connor with a predator’s focus.
"…You wouldn’t happen to be talking about Pechakeen, would you?" The name dripped from her tongue like venom—disgust and something far colder lacing every syllable.
"Pechakeen." The name came out cold—almost a growl. "That thing isn't a goddess; it's an abomination with delusions of divinity."
Her red-slitted pupils sharpened as she stared down Connor, unblinking. "…And I'm not 'joining' anything unless it involves putting that wretched Pokémon in the ground for good."
Connie breathes a sigh of relief whilst Connor looks offended.
Connie: Oh thank Arceus, she has some sanity.
Connor: Grrr... You dare talk about the goddess that way?! You are not worthy of her blessings.
"Oh dear, I tremble," Indigo said, voice dripping with sarcasm, "at the thought of missing out on 'divine blessings' from a twisted creature that has to chain its followers like leashed dogs." She sauntered up to Connor, standing just a few inches away, unbothered by his faux-aggression.
"Your 'goddess'… or Pechakeen, rather," she began, speaking slowly, deliberately, "has less use for blessings than a Magikarp."
Her eyes never left Connor. "…And your 'devotion' is going to get you killed."
Connor: Why you lousy-
Connie then restrains Connor by holding his toxic chain.
Connie: Woah easy there, Bro-bro!
Indigo let out a slow, unimpressed exhale—like she was watching a particularly dull Pokémon battle.
"You know…"
There was the briefest pause.
"Your brother has a short fuse. He's going to get himself killed at this rate, being so… Impulsive. Emotional."
...
"Listen." Her voice dropped to something low, dangerous. "I've faced a Pokémon like your 'goddess' before— The Subjugation Pokémon. From my Universe Multipultimes. And all of them? I walked out of the fight with blood on my hand and their retainer’s body at my feet."
She took a slow step forward, red-slitted pupils burning into him.
"…Your devotion won’t save you when Pechakeen turns on you for being useless. So unless you want to end up as another discarded pawn… Believe me, I know."
Connor just begins to laugh.
Connor: Pfffttt, hahaha! You really think you can kill an immortal being? Oh that's good.
Connie: Could you maybe try being nice for once? Besides, If the peach can be killed then I'd be willing to listen on how such a thing can happen.
Indigo watched Conner laugh with an unimpressed gaze, not blinking as his amusement echoed in the cavern.
"Immortal, huh?" She leaned casually against a nearby wall, her expression cool but calculating.
Then, she let out a small scoff. "Nothing's immortal. Pechakeen is no exception."
Indigo's expression darkened even more at Connor's mocking laugh, but she kept her cool, her voice low and level.
"If I were to take on your 'goddess', though? I'd start by breaking that toxic chain."
Then she tilted her head toward Connie with an almost lazy interest, "You there, female specimen, you said you didn't want' that chain, did you?"
Connie: Ummm... yes? Why do you know how to remove it?
Connor: Oh please that thing can't be removed, not by you or her.
Indigo had been investing in Oni Mountain for a while now, hunting down "Pechakeen," a Pokémon that seemed to be similar to the "Subjugation Pokémon" she deeply detests. As Indigo went deeper into the mountain, she noticed two people nearby. A boy and a girl (Conner and Connie). She looked carefully and noticed the toxic chain around their necks. "...Interesting accessories. Mind telling me why you two are cosplaying as budget Halloween props?" -@shrouded-fable
Connie: Hmmm? Oh hello there! wait what did you ask?
Connor: Oh great... another nuisance... *sighs* and to answer your question, these are no costumes, halfwit. they're gifts.
Connie: Yeah, ones we can't take off and one i never wanted.
Connor: Would you shut up?!
Indigo's eyes narrowed as she leaned nonchalantly against the cave wall, arms still folded. She observed the duo closely.
"…Gifts, huh? Sounds more like a curse." Her tone was skeptical, but her gaze stayed focused on the toxic chains.
A small smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth.
"…Or maybe, a leash. Who's holding the leash, I wonder…"
Connie: I don't mind explaining things if you want me to.
Connor: Sis you will do no such thing of blabbering all our secrets to some random! If you do I'll cut your tongue off.
Indigo’s smirk vanished instantly—replaced by a glare colder than a Froslass’ breath.
"Cut her tongue off? That’s adorable." She pushed off the wall, taking a slow step forward.
"…Try it, Banette-boy. Cut her tongue, and I’ll cut yours first." Her voice was low, dangerous. "I'd love to see what happens next."
She tilted her head toward Connie, still watching Connor like a predator studying prey. "So. Secrets. I’m listening."
Connie: "Well you see"
But she is cut off by Connor placing his hand over her mouth.
Connor: "A ba ba! I said you would do no such thing! Besides you wouldn't want to upset-"
Connor cut himself as he retracted his hand in a blink of an eye
Connor: "EW! Sweet Mother of Pechakeen! Did you just lick my hand?! That's disgusting!"
Connie: "Oh get over it, you baby. Any way as I was saying, the-"
But she gets cut off again by Connor hitting her with his toxic chain.
Connor: "Hmmpth, that's what you get for licking my hand."
Connie: "Why you little-!"
Connie then pounces on Connor, as the two begin fighting like children.
Indigo's eyebrows rose as she watched the two siblings squabble like children. She stood there for a moment, trying to decide if this was actually happening. It was. She almost couldn't help it. A chuckle slipped out before she could stop it. The sound was brief and unexpected, a stark contrast to her usually cool, aloof demeanor.
"You two fight like toddlers." She said, the amusement clear in her voice. Indigo crouched down next to the squabbling siblings, resting her chin on her palm.
"You two done? Or should I toss a berry in the middle and see who bites first? But this is far more entertaining."
(Internally: At this rate, I could take a nap and they’d still be wrestling when I wake up.)
Connie: That'll teach you for hitting me! now say you surrender!
Connie spoke whilst Chocking Connor with his own toxic chain.
Connor: ACK! Never!
Connie: SAY IT!
Connor: ACK! okay, okay, I surrender!
Connie then lets go of Connor's chain. and Connor scowls.
Connor: Grrr... When the goddess hears about this you'll be through.
Indigo's smirk faded as the name "goddess" fell from Connor's lips. The casual mention of a deity sent a ripple through her, cutting through the amusement like a knife.
"Pardon? Goddess, you said." She pushed off the rock, taking a few steps forward. "Care to elaborate on that?"
Her eyes darted between the siblings, studying their expressions.
Connor: Hmm? The goddess? I'd may be willing to elaborate, but depends if you're willing to join her side.
Connie: Oh please, no one in their right mind would want to obey that stupid peach!
Indigo's expression darkened.
"Join her side?" Her voice was low—dangerously so. "Funny you should mention that."
She stepped closer, eyes narrowing as she locked onto Connor with a predator’s focus.
"…You wouldn’t happen to be talking about Pechakeen, would you?" The name dripped from her tongue like venom—disgust and something far colder lacing every syllable.
"Pechakeen." The name came out cold—almost a growl. "That thing isn't a goddess; it's an abomination with delusions of divinity."
Her red-slitted pupils sharpened as she stared down Connor, unblinking. "…And I'm not 'joining' anything unless it involves putting that wretched Pokémon in the ground for good."
Connie breathes a sigh of relief whilst Connor looks offended.
Connie: Oh thank Arceus, she has some sanity.
Connor: Grrr... You dare talk about the goddess that way?! You are not worthy of her blessings.
"Oh dear, I tremble," Indigo said, voice dripping with sarcasm, "at the thought of missing out on 'divine blessings' from a twisted creature that has to chain its followers like leashed dogs." She sauntered up to Connor, standing just a few inches away, unbothered by his faux-aggression.
"Your 'goddess'… or Pechakeen, rather," she began, speaking slowly, deliberately, "has less use for blessings than a Magikarp."
Her eyes never left Connor. "…And your 'devotion' is going to get you killed."
Connor: Why you lousy-
Connie then restrains Connor by holding his toxic chain.
Connie: Woah easy there, Bro-bro!
Indigo let out a slow, unimpressed exhale—like she was watching a particularly dull Pokémon battle.
"You know…"
There was the briefest pause.
"Your brother has a short fuse. He's going to get himself killed at this rate, being so… Impulsive. Emotional."
...
"Listen." Her voice dropped to something low, dangerous. "I've faced a Pokémon like your 'goddess' before— The Subjugation Pokémon. From my Universe Multipultimes. And all of them? I walked out of the fight with blood on my hand and their retainer’s body at my feet."
She took a slow step forward, red-slitted pupils burning into him.
"…Your devotion won’t save you when Pechakeen turns on you for being useless. So unless you want to end up as another discarded pawn… Believe me, I know."
Connor just begins to laugh.
Connor: Pfffttt, hahaha! You really think you can kill an immortal being? Oh that's good.
Connie: Could you maybe try being nice for once? Besides, If the peach can be killed then I'd be willing to listen on how such a thing can happen.
Indigo had been investing in Oni Mountain for a while now, hunting down "Pechakeen," a Pokémon that seemed to be similar to the "Subjugation Pokémon" she deeply detests. As Indigo went deeper into the mountain, she noticed two people nearby. A boy and a girl (Conner and Connie). She looked carefully and noticed the toxic chain around their necks. "...Interesting accessories. Mind telling me why you two are cosplaying as budget Halloween props?" -@shrouded-fable
Connie: Hmmm? Oh hello there! wait what did you ask?
Connor: Oh great... another nuisance... *sighs* and to answer your question, these are no costumes, halfwit. they're gifts.
Connie: Yeah, ones we can't take off and one i never wanted.
Connor: Would you shut up?!
Indigo's eyes narrowed as she leaned nonchalantly against the cave wall, arms still folded. She observed the duo closely.
"…Gifts, huh? Sounds more like a curse." Her tone was skeptical, but her gaze stayed focused on the toxic chains.
A small smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth.
"…Or maybe, a leash. Who's holding the leash, I wonder…"
Connie: I don't mind explaining things if you want me to.
Connor: Sis you will do no such thing of blabbering all our secrets to some random! If you do I'll cut your tongue off.
Indigo’s smirk vanished instantly—replaced by a glare colder than a Froslass’ breath.
"Cut her tongue off? That’s adorable." She pushed off the wall, taking a slow step forward.
"…Try it, Banette-boy. Cut her tongue, and I’ll cut yours first." Her voice was low, dangerous. "I'd love to see what happens next."
She tilted her head toward Connie, still watching Connor like a predator studying prey. "So. Secrets. I’m listening."
Connie: "Well you see"
But she is cut off by Connor placing his hand over her mouth.
Connor: "A ba ba! I said you would do no such thing! Besides you wouldn't want to upset-"
Connor cut himself as he retracted his hand in a blink of an eye
Connor: "EW! Sweet Mother of Pechakeen! Did you just lick my hand?! That's disgusting!"
Connie: "Oh get over it, you baby. Any way as I was saying, the-"
But she gets cut off again by Connor hitting her with his toxic chain.
Connor: "Hmmpth, that's what you get for licking my hand."
Connie: "Why you little-!"
Connie then pounces on Connor, as the two begin fighting like children.
Indigo's eyebrows rose as she watched the two siblings squabble like children. She stood there for a moment, trying to decide if this was actually happening. It was. She almost couldn't help it. A chuckle slipped out before she could stop it. The sound was brief and unexpected, a stark contrast to her usually cool, aloof demeanor.
"You two fight like toddlers." She said, the amusement clear in her voice. Indigo crouched down next to the squabbling siblings, resting her chin on her palm.
"You two done? Or should I toss a berry in the middle and see who bites first? But this is far more entertaining."
(Internally: At this rate, I could take a nap and they’d still be wrestling when I wake up.)
Connie: That'll teach you for hitting me! now say you surrender!
Connie spoke whilst Chocking Connor with his own toxic chain.
Connor: ACK! Never!
Connie: SAY IT!
Connor: ACK! okay, okay, I surrender!
Connie then lets go of Connor's chain. and Connor scowls.
Connor: Grrr... When the goddess hears about this you'll be through.
Indigo's smirk faded as the name "goddess" fell from Connor's lips. The casual mention of a deity sent a ripple through her, cutting through the amusement like a knife.
"Pardon? Goddess, you said." She pushed off the rock, taking a few steps forward. "Care to elaborate on that?"
Her eyes darted between the siblings, studying their expressions.
Connor: Hmm? The goddess? I'd may be willing to elaborate, but depends if you're willing to join her side.
Connie: Oh please, no one in their right mind would want to obey that stupid peach!
Indigo's expression darkened.
"Join her side?" Her voice was low—dangerously so. "Funny you should mention that."
She stepped closer, eyes narrowing as she locked onto Connor with a predator’s focus.
"…You wouldn’t happen to be talking about Pechakeen, would you?" The name dripped from her tongue like venom—disgust and something far colder lacing every syllable.
"Pechakeen." The name came out cold—almost a growl. "That thing isn't a goddess; it's an abomination with delusions of divinity."
Her red-slitted pupils sharpened as she stared down Connor, unblinking. "…And I'm not 'joining' anything unless it involves putting that wretched Pokémon in the ground for good."
Connie breathes a sigh of relief whilst Connor looks offended.
Connie: Oh thank Arceus, she has some sanity.
Connor: Grrr... You dare talk about the goddess that way?! You are not worthy of her blessings.
"Oh dear, I tremble," Indigo said, voice dripping with sarcasm, "at the thought of missing out on 'divine blessings' from a twisted creature that has to chain its followers like leashed dogs." She sauntered up to Connor, standing just a few inches away, unbothered by his faux-aggression.
"Your 'goddess'… or Pechakeen, rather," she began, speaking slowly, deliberately, "has less use for blessings than a Magikarp."
Her eyes never left Connor. "…And your 'devotion' is going to get you killed."
Connor: Why you lousy-
Connie then restrains Connor by holding his toxic chain.
Connie: Woah easy there, Bro-bro!
Indigo had been investing in Oni Mountain for a while now, hunting down "Pechakeen," a Pokémon that seemed to be similar to the "Subjugation Pokémon" she deeply detests. As Indigo went deeper into the mountain, she noticed two people nearby. A boy and a girl (Conner and Connie). She looked carefully and noticed the toxic chain around their necks. "...Interesting accessories. Mind telling me why you two are cosplaying as budget Halloween props?" -@shrouded-fable
Connie: Hmmm? Oh hello there! wait what did you ask?
Connor: Oh great... another nuisance... *sighs* and to answer your question, these are no costumes, halfwit. they're gifts.
Connie: Yeah, ones we can't take off and one i never wanted.
Connor: Would you shut up?!
Indigo's eyes narrowed as she leaned nonchalantly against the cave wall, arms still folded. She observed the duo closely.
"…Gifts, huh? Sounds more like a curse." Her tone was skeptical, but her gaze stayed focused on the toxic chains.
A small smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth.
"…Or maybe, a leash. Who's holding the leash, I wonder…"
Connie: I don't mind explaining things if you want me to.
Connor: Sis you will do no such thing of blabbering all our secrets to some random! If you do I'll cut your tongue off.
Indigo’s smirk vanished instantly—replaced by a glare colder than a Froslass’ breath.
"Cut her tongue off? That’s adorable." She pushed off the wall, taking a slow step forward.
"…Try it, Banette-boy. Cut her tongue, and I’ll cut yours first." Her voice was low, dangerous. "I'd love to see what happens next."
She tilted her head toward Connie, still watching Connor like a predator studying prey. "So. Secrets. I’m listening."
Connie: "Well you see"
But she is cut off by Connor placing his hand over her mouth.
Connor: "A ba ba! I said you would do no such thing! Besides you wouldn't want to upset-"
Connor cut himself as he retracted his hand in a blink of an eye
Connor: "EW! Sweet Mother of Pechakeen! Did you just lick my hand?! That's disgusting!"
Connie: "Oh get over it, you baby. Any way as I was saying, the-"
But she gets cut off again by Connor hitting her with his toxic chain.
Connor: "Hmmpth, that's what you get for licking my hand."
Connie: "Why you little-!"
Connie then pounces on Connor, as the two begin fighting like children.
Indigo's eyebrows rose as she watched the two siblings squabble like children. She stood there for a moment, trying to decide if this was actually happening. It was. She almost couldn't help it. A chuckle slipped out before she could stop it. The sound was brief and unexpected, a stark contrast to her usually cool, aloof demeanor.
"You two fight like toddlers." She said, the amusement clear in her voice. Indigo crouched down next to the squabbling siblings, resting her chin on her palm.
"You two done? Or should I toss a berry in the middle and see who bites first? But this is far more entertaining."
(Internally: At this rate, I could take a nap and they’d still be wrestling when I wake up.)
Connie: That'll teach you for hitting me! now say you surrender!
Connie spoke whilst Chocking Connor with his own toxic chain.
Connor: ACK! Never!
Connie: SAY IT!
Connor: ACK! okay, okay, I surrender!
Connie then lets go of Connor's chain. and Connor scowls.
Connor: Grrr... When the goddess hears about this you'll be through.
Indigo's smirk faded as the name "goddess" fell from Connor's lips. The casual mention of a deity sent a ripple through her, cutting through the amusement like a knife.
"Pardon? Goddess, you said." She pushed off the rock, taking a few steps forward. "Care to elaborate on that?"
Her eyes darted between the siblings, studying their expressions.
Connor: Hmm? The goddess? I'd may be willing to elaborate, but depends if you're willing to join her side.
Connie: Oh please, no one in their right mind would want to obey that stupid peach!
Indigo's expression darkened.
"Join her side?" Her voice was low—dangerously so. "Funny you should mention that."
She stepped closer, eyes narrowing as she locked onto Connor with a predator’s focus.
"…You wouldn’t happen to be talking about Pechakeen, would you?" The name dripped from her tongue like venom—disgust and something far colder lacing every syllable.
"Pechakeen." The name came out cold—almost a growl. "That thing isn't a goddess; it's an abomination with delusions of divinity."
Her red-slitted pupils sharpened as she stared down Connor, unblinking. "…And I'm not 'joining' anything unless it involves putting that wretched Pokémon in the ground for good."
Connie breathes a sigh of relief whilst Connor looks offended.
Connie: Oh thank Arceus, she has some sanity.
Connor: Grrr... You dare talk about the goddess that way?! You are not worthy of her blessings.
Indigo had been investing in Oni Mountain for a while now, hunting down "Pechakeen," a Pokémon that seemed to be similar to the "Subjugation Pokémon" she deeply detests. As Indigo went deeper into the mountain, she noticed two people nearby. A boy and a girl (Conner and Connie). She looked carefully and noticed the toxic chain around their necks. "...Interesting accessories. Mind telling me why you two are cosplaying as budget Halloween props?" -@shrouded-fable
Connie: Hmmm? Oh hello there! wait what did you ask?
Connor: Oh great... another nuisance... *sighs* and to answer your question, these are no costumes, halfwit. they're gifts.
Connie: Yeah, ones we can't take off and one i never wanted.
Connor: Would you shut up?!
Indigo's eyes narrowed as she leaned nonchalantly against the cave wall, arms still folded. She observed the duo closely.
"…Gifts, huh? Sounds more like a curse." Her tone was skeptical, but her gaze stayed focused on the toxic chains.
A small smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth.
"…Or maybe, a leash. Who's holding the leash, I wonder…"
Connie: I don't mind explaining things if you want me to.
Connor: Sis you will do no such thing of blabbering all our secrets to some random! If you do I'll cut your tongue off.
Indigo’s smirk vanished instantly—replaced by a glare colder than a Froslass’ breath.
"Cut her tongue off? That’s adorable." She pushed off the wall, taking a slow step forward.
"…Try it, Banette-boy. Cut her tongue, and I’ll cut yours first." Her voice was low, dangerous. "I'd love to see what happens next."
She tilted her head toward Connie, still watching Connor like a predator studying prey. "So. Secrets. I’m listening."
Connie: "Well you see"
But she is cut off by Connor placing his hand over her mouth.
Connor: "A ba ba! I said you would do no such thing! Besides you wouldn't want to upset-"
Connor cut himself as he retracted his hand in a blink of an eye
Connor: "EW! Sweet Mother of Pechakeen! Did you just lick my hand?! That's disgusting!"
Connie: "Oh get over it, you baby. Any way as I was saying, the-"
But she gets cut off again by Connor hitting her with his toxic chain.
Connor: "Hmmpth, that's what you get for licking my hand."
Connie: "Why you little-!"
Connie then pounces on Connor, as the two begin fighting like children.
Indigo's eyebrows rose as she watched the two siblings squabble like children. She stood there for a moment, trying to decide if this was actually happening. It was. She almost couldn't help it. A chuckle slipped out before she could stop it. The sound was brief and unexpected, a stark contrast to her usually cool, aloof demeanor.
"You two fight like toddlers." She said, the amusement clear in her voice. Indigo crouched down next to the squabbling siblings, resting her chin on her palm.
"You two done? Or should I toss a berry in the middle and see who bites first? But this is far more entertaining."
(Internally: At this rate, I could take a nap and they’d still be wrestling when I wake up.)
Connie: That'll teach you for hitting me! now say you surrender!
Connie spoke whilst Chocking Connor with his own toxic chain.
Connor: ACK! Never!
Connie: SAY IT!
Connor: ACK! okay, okay, I surrender!
Connie then lets go of Connor's chain. and Connor scowls.
Connor: Grrr... When the goddess hears about this you'll be through.
Indigo's smirk faded as the name "goddess" fell from Connor's lips. The casual mention of a deity sent a ripple through her, cutting through the amusement like a knife.
"Pardon? Goddess, you said." She pushed off the rock, taking a few steps forward. "Care to elaborate on that?"
Her eyes darted between the siblings, studying their expressions.
Connor: Hmm? The goddess? I'd may be willing to elaborate, but depends if you're willing to join her side.
Connie: Oh please, no one in their right mind would want to obey that stupid peach!
Indigo had been investing in Oni Mountain for a while now, hunting down "Pechakeen," a Pokémon that seemed to be similar to the "Subjugation Pokémon" she deeply detests. As Indigo went deeper into the mountain, she noticed two people nearby. A boy and a girl (Conner and Connie). She looked carefully and noticed the toxic chain around their necks. "...Interesting accessories. Mind telling me why you two are cosplaying as budget Halloween props?" -@shrouded-fable
Connie: Hmmm? Oh hello there! wait what did you ask?
Connor: Oh great... another nuisance... *sighs* and to answer your question, these are no costumes, halfwit. they're gifts.
Connie: Yeah, ones we can't take off and one i never wanted.
Connor: Would you shut up?!
Indigo's eyes narrowed as she leaned nonchalantly against the cave wall, arms still folded. She observed the duo closely.
"…Gifts, huh? Sounds more like a curse." Her tone was skeptical, but her gaze stayed focused on the toxic chains.
A small smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth.
"…Or maybe, a leash. Who's holding the leash, I wonder…"
Connie: I don't mind explaining things if you want me to.
Connor: Sis you will do no such thing of blabbering all our secrets to some random! If you do I'll cut your tongue off.
Indigo’s smirk vanished instantly—replaced by a glare colder than a Froslass’ breath.
"Cut her tongue off? That’s adorable." She pushed off the wall, taking a slow step forward.
"…Try it, Banette-boy. Cut her tongue, and I’ll cut yours first." Her voice was low, dangerous. "I'd love to see what happens next."
She tilted her head toward Connie, still watching Connor like a predator studying prey. "So. Secrets. I’m listening."
Connie: "Well you see"
But she is cut off by Connor placing his hand over her mouth.
Connor: "A ba ba! I said you would do no such thing! Besides you wouldn't want to upset-"
Connor cut himself as he retracted his hand in a blink of an eye
Connor: "EW! Sweet Mother of Pechakeen! Did you just lick my hand?! That's disgusting!"
Connie: "Oh get over it, you baby. Any way as I was saying, the-"
But she gets cut off again by Connor hitting her with his toxic chain.
Connor: "Hmmpth, that's what you get for licking my hand."
Connie: "Why you little-!"
Connie then pounces on Connor, as the two begin fighting like children.
Indigo's eyebrows rose as she watched the two siblings squabble like children. She stood there for a moment, trying to decide if this was actually happening. It was. She almost couldn't help it. A chuckle slipped out before she could stop it. The sound was brief and unexpected, a stark contrast to her usually cool, aloof demeanor.
"You two fight like toddlers." She said, the amusement clear in her voice. Indigo crouched down next to the squabbling siblings, resting her chin on her palm.
"You two done? Or should I toss a berry in the middle and see who bites first? But this is far more entertaining."
(Internally: At this rate, I could take a nap and they’d still be wrestling when I wake up.)
Connie: That'll teach you for hitting me! now say you surrender!
Connie spoke whilst Chocking Connor with his own toxic chain.
Connor: ACK! Never!
Connie: SAY IT!
Connor: ACK! okay, okay, I surrender!
Connie then lets go of Connor's chain. and Connor scowls.
Connor: Grrr... When the goddess hears about this you'll be through.
Indigo had been investing in Oni Mountain for a while now, hunting down "Pechakeen," a Pokémon that seemed to be similar to the "Subjugation Pokémon" she deeply detests. As Indigo went deeper into the mountain, she noticed two people nearby. A boy and a girl (Conner and Connie). She looked carefully and noticed the toxic chain around their necks. "...Interesting accessories. Mind telling me why you two are cosplaying as budget Halloween props?" -@shrouded-fable
Connie: Hmmm? Oh hello there! wait what did you ask?
Connor: Oh great... another nuisance... *sighs* and to answer your question, these are no costumes, halfwit. they're gifts.
Connie: Yeah, ones we can't take off and one i never wanted.
Connor: Would you shut up?!
Indigo's eyes narrowed as she leaned nonchalantly against the cave wall, arms still folded. She observed the duo closely.
"…Gifts, huh? Sounds more like a curse." Her tone was skeptical, but her gaze stayed focused on the toxic chains.
A small smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth.
"…Or maybe, a leash. Who's holding the leash, I wonder…"
Connie: I don't mind explaining things if you want me to.
Connor: Sis you will do no such thing of blabbering all our secrets to some random! If you do I'll cut your tongue off.
Indigo’s smirk vanished instantly—replaced by a glare colder than a Froslass’ breath.
"Cut her tongue off? That’s adorable." She pushed off the wall, taking a slow step forward.
"…Try it, Banette-boy. Cut her tongue, and I’ll cut yours first." Her voice was low, dangerous. "I'd love to see what happens next."
She tilted her head toward Connie, still watching Connor like a predator studying prey. "So. Secrets. I’m listening."
Connie: "Well you see"
But she is cut off by Connor placing his hand over her mouth.
Connor: "A ba ba! I said you would do no such thing! Besides you wouldn't want to upset-"
Connor cut himself as he retracted his hand in a blink of an eye
Connor: "EW! Sweet Mother of Pechakeen! Did you just lick my hand?! That's disgusting!"
Connie: "Oh get over it, you baby. Any way as I was saying, the-"
But she gets cut off again by Connor hitting her with his toxic chain.
Connor: "Hmmpth, that's what you get for licking my hand."
Connie: "Why you little-!"
Connie then pounces on Connor, as the two begin fighting like children.
Indigo had been investing in Oni Mountain for a while now, hunting down "Pechakeen," a Pokémon that seemed to be similar to the "Subjugation Pokémon" she deeply detests. As Indigo went deeper into the mountain, she noticed two people nearby. A boy and a girl (Conner and Connie). She looked carefully and noticed the toxic chain around their necks. "...Interesting accessories. Mind telling me why you two are cosplaying as budget Halloween props?" -@shrouded-fable
Connie: Hmmm? Oh hello there! wait what did you ask?
Connor: Oh great... another nuisance... *sighs* and to answer your question, these are no costumes, halfwit. they're gifts.
Connie: Yeah, ones we can't take off and one i never wanted.
Connor: Would you shut up?!
Indigo's eyes narrowed as she leaned nonchalantly against the cave wall, arms still folded. She observed the duo closely.
"…Gifts, huh? Sounds more like a curse." Her tone was skeptical, but her gaze stayed focused on the toxic chains.
A small smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth.
"…Or maybe, a leash. Who's holding the leash, I wonder…"
Connie: I don't mind explaining things if you want me to.
Connor: Sis you will do no such thing of blabbering all our secrets to some random! If you do I'll cut your tongue off.
Indigo had been investing in Oni Mountain for a while now, hunting down "Pechakeen," a Pokémon that seemed to be similar to the "Subjugation Pokémon" she deeply detests. As Indigo went deeper into the mountain, she noticed two people nearby. A boy and a girl (Conner and Connie). She looked carefully and noticed the toxic chain around their necks. "...Interesting accessories. Mind telling me why you two are cosplaying as budget Halloween props?" -@shrouded-fable
Connie: Hmmm? Oh hello there! wait what did you ask?
Connor: Oh great... another nuisance... *sighs* and to answer your question, these are no costumes, halfwit. they're gifts.
Connie: Yeah, ones we can't take off and one i never wanted.
Connor: Would you shut up?!
Gosh it’s so many Juliana and Florian’s… it’s like the spiderverse! - Kieran
@kiki-flo-jules
Connie: "Hmm? Oh no... Bro-bro don't look now."
Connor: "Oh please, why shouldn't i—."
*His face instantly lights up, but in a creepy obsessive way.*
https://www.tumblr.com/the-malice-twins/806615459921362944/hello-catch-this-juliana-throws-a-pecha-berry
You've never seen Koraidon before? Huh...
Quagsire, use Earthquake again! Koraidon, use Collision Course on Glimmora!
Meanwhile, Florian switches his Quaquaval out for a Ceruledge.
Ember, can you move through shadows?
The Ceruledge extends her shadow, about to use Shadow Sneak. Ember then sinks into her own shadow. A few seconds later, Typhlosion shoots out of the shadow, with Ember hitting it in the belly.
Glimmora avoid the attack! Pawmot ice punch again!
Meanwhile typholsion uses phantom force again but this time managing to grab Connie
Where are you going? To your Trainer? The portal's closed!
Typhlosion and Connie sank by the time Florian finishes talking.
Ember, do that thing again and get Connie. If Typhlosion does that for a third time, take me with you.
Ember nods, sinking into her own shadow again.
Quagsire, use Muddy Water! Koraidon, use Collision Course on Glimmora again!
Juliana chuckles.
You're stubborn. So am I.
Pawmot use ice punch once more! Glimmora use toxic!
Juliana sprays a Hyper Potion on Koraidon after the first Ice Punch lands.
Koraidon rams into Glimmora and makes a sharp turn back to Juliana. Pawmot had punched Koraidon again as soon as it stopped.
Glimmora had shot a stream of poison at Koraidon, which Juliana treats with a Full Restore.
Quagsire, use Earthquake! Koraidon, use Dragon Claw on Glimmora!
You sure you want to keep at this, Connor? We're at a stalemate. Connie's probably long gone by now.
---
Ember doesn't emerge, but half of Connie sticks out from her shadow. Florian pulls Connie to the surface.
Even your brother's Typhlosion wants you back. What does Pechakeen even want...?
I don't really know what Pechakeen wants, but I do know that she only keeps me around so I stay out of her way.
Oh.
I don't know how Juliana and Connor are doing now, while they're in your universe. I don't know if they're still going or if their battle's over. Either way, she'll keep fighting for you. We'll keep fighting for you.
Why?
Because you're worth saving. Everyone is, no matter what kind of person they are. While I haven't taken it to heart as much as Juliana has, I think it's still a good thing to believe in. I bet she's trying to save Connor as well.
The only people beyond saving are those who choose not to be saved. Those who choose not to change. You can lead a Mudsdale to water, but you can't make it drink.
But... uh... yeah. We'll find a way to free you somehow. For now, just rest here. By the way, you're in Paldea Area One, just outside Cortondo.
Florian sets a picnic table up.
Did Pechakeen just chain the two of you, or are there more...?
Eh there's at least 4 more that I'm aware about. There's Amethyst, Arven, Penny and Nemona.
Arven, Penny, and Nemona?!
Crap, I can't update Juliana without putting you at risk... I don't know Amethyst, but I know Arven, Penny, and Nemona. Juliana and I are friends with them in our universe.
This universe's Pechakeen, Pecharunt, has controlled the three of them (and everyone in Kitakami except for me and Kieran), but they're free now. It used some kind of mochi to control them and not those toxic chains, so that's probably a big factor...
Hmm, Pechakeen might be a different type... But if you didn't already know, Pecharunt is Poison/Ghost. Maybe that will help.
I freed Pecharunt's victims by battling Pecharunt itself and catching it. I don't know if it would work on Pechakeen, though...
No, even if it did, our universe's Loyal Three is still chained! They answer to me because I caught them and Pecharunt, but they're still chained! Juliana and I haven't found a way to free them!
I'm so sorry, Connie... I don't know what we can do from here...
---
Juliana catches her breath.
We're not going to get anywhere if we keep at it like this.
Just tell me. Why? Why did you think this was the best way to be friends with Kieran again? Why would you rather make a deal with a floating Pecha Berry with eyes than talk to him yourself?
Does Pechakeen even care about you? From the looks of things, it looks like she cares about you just as much as you care about Connie: not at all!
What favor has she done for you two, that you would go to these lengths? How much has she really helped you? And how many people has she 'helped'?
Oh please, the goddess does care about me. She has made me perfect, I mean just look at me! As to answer your question there's four others, but where's the fun in telling you their names? When you can find out for yourself?
I don't know if anyone's told you, but perfection is subjective. Very, very subjective...
If you want me to find out then let me find out. Let Pechakeen and her victims show themselves!
And before you even try to get her to 'help' me, know that I've been there before. With my version of Pechakeen. It was awful enough when it was just Pecharunt's mochi, and I don't want to imagine what it's be like to be chained.
Hmm, you really want to get to know them? well fine by me then.
Connor then grabbed his chain, it pulsing a purple glow as he sends a telepathic message to the others.
Oh goddess, someone requests your audience, as well as the of the audience of the others.
@maliceunderamask @the-malice-quartet
“*Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrr…*”
Amethyst growled, annoyed
Ah! Amethyst! Good, I don't suppose you've seen the Goddess or the other three have you?
https://www.tumblr.com/the-malice-twins/806615459921362944/hello-catch-this-juliana-throws-a-pecha-berry
You've never seen Koraidon before? Huh...
Quagsire, use Earthquake again! Koraidon, use Collision Course on Glimmora!
Meanwhile, Florian switches his Quaquaval out for a Ceruledge.
Ember, can you move through shadows?
The Ceruledge extends her shadow, about to use Shadow Sneak. Ember then sinks into her own shadow. A few seconds later, Typhlosion shoots out of the shadow, with Ember hitting it in the belly.
Glimmora avoid the attack! Pawmot ice punch again!
Meanwhile typholsion uses phantom force again but this time managing to grab Connie
Where are you going? To your Trainer? The portal's closed!
Typhlosion and Connie sank by the time Florian finishes talking.
Ember, do that thing again and get Connie. If Typhlosion does that for a third time, take me with you.
Ember nods, sinking into her own shadow again.
Quagsire, use Muddy Water! Koraidon, use Collision Course on Glimmora again!
Juliana chuckles.
You're stubborn. So am I.
Pawmot use ice punch once more! Glimmora use toxic!
Juliana sprays a Hyper Potion on Koraidon after the first Ice Punch lands.
Koraidon rams into Glimmora and makes a sharp turn back to Juliana. Pawmot had punched Koraidon again as soon as it stopped.
Glimmora had shot a stream of poison at Koraidon, which Juliana treats with a Full Restore.
Quagsire, use Earthquake! Koraidon, use Dragon Claw on Glimmora!
You sure you want to keep at this, Connor? We're at a stalemate. Connie's probably long gone by now.
---
Ember doesn't emerge, but half of Connie sticks out from her shadow. Florian pulls Connie to the surface.
Even your brother's Typhlosion wants you back. What does Pechakeen even want...?
I don't really know what Pechakeen wants, but I do know that she only keeps me around so I stay out of her way.
Oh.
I don't know how Juliana and Connor are doing now, while they're in your universe. I don't know if they're still going or if their battle's over. Either way, she'll keep fighting for you. We'll keep fighting for you.
Why?
Because you're worth saving. Everyone is, no matter what kind of person they are. While I haven't taken it to heart as much as Juliana has, I think it's still a good thing to believe in. I bet she's trying to save Connor as well.
The only people beyond saving are those who choose not to be saved. Those who choose not to change. You can lead a Mudsdale to water, but you can't make it drink.
But... uh... yeah. We'll find a way to free you somehow. For now, just rest here. By the way, you're in Paldea Area One, just outside Cortondo.
Florian sets a picnic table up.
Did Pechakeen just chain the two of you, or are there more...?
Eh there's at least 4 more that I'm aware about. There's Amethyst, Arven, Penny and Nemona.
Arven, Penny, and Nemona?!
Crap, I can't update Juliana without putting you at risk... I don't know Amethyst, but I know Arven, Penny, and Nemona. Juliana and I are friends with them in our universe.
This universe's Pechakeen, Pecharunt, has controlled the three of them (and everyone in Kitakami except for me and Kieran), but they're free now. It used some kind of mochi to control them and not those toxic chains, so that's probably a big factor...
Hmm, Pechakeen might be a different type... But if you didn't already know, Pecharunt is Poison/Ghost. Maybe that will help.
I freed Pecharunt's victims by battling Pecharunt itself and catching it. I don't know if it would work on Pechakeen, though...
No, even if it did, our universe's Loyal Three is still chained! They answer to me because I caught them and Pecharunt, but they're still chained! Juliana and I haven't found a way to free them!
I'm so sorry, Connie... I don't know what we can do from here...
---
Juliana catches her breath.
We're not going to get anywhere if we keep at it like this.
Just tell me. Why? Why did you think this was the best way to be friends with Kieran again? Why would you rather make a deal with a floating Pecha Berry with eyes than talk to him yourself?
Does Pechakeen even care about you? From the looks of things, it looks like she cares about you just as much as you care about Connie: not at all!
What favor has she done for you two, that you would go to these lengths? How much has she really helped you? And how many people has she 'helped'?
Oh please, the goddess does care about me. She has made me perfect, I mean just look at me! As to answer your question there's four others, but where's the fun in telling you their names? When you can find out for yourself?
I don't know if anyone's told you, but perfection is subjective. Very, very subjective...
If you want me to find out then let me find out. Let Pechakeen and her victims show themselves!
And before you even try to get her to 'help' me, know that I've been there before. With my version of Pechakeen. It was awful enough when it was just Pecharunt's mochi, and I don't want to imagine what it's be like to be chained.
Hmm, you really want to get to know them? well fine by me then.
Connor then grabbed his chain, it pulsing a purple glow as he sends a telepathic message to the others.
Oh goddess, someone requests your audience, as well as the of the audience of the others.
@maliceunderamask @the-malice-quartet
