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"My.. you likely get this a lot, but you're very handsome." Sylvester leans on his cane some, actually having to look up to the other man- a very rare occurrence, and an attractive one to him at that. It wasn't often others were taller than him. "Your eyes- you've seen a lot, haven't you? You have a fire in them. Mhm.. determination- you exude power. It's attractive."

Eternal Burning Flame of Rage

“I don’t have time for petty flattery. Garbage like that is going to be getting you nowhere fast. It’s pointless, useless, and you’re an Arceus darned fool if you think you’re going to be getting any special treatment from me with that trash.”

This was actually one of the more lighter and nicer reactions he has had toward others giving him compliments, flirts, and whatnot. In fact, he could very well have just kicked that cane out from under the other and watched him stumble or hopefully fall face first into the cold hard linoleum lobby floor.

“Wipe that disgusting smile off your face and get out of here. This isn’t a charity for hobos.” Only thing good about him were his looks and his looks alone.

Well.. Sylvester wasn’t wrong in anything he had said, though.

[themusewhomuses]

Send “You’re hot” for my muse’s reaction to your muse saying that.

Bonus: Send in descriptions of what makes them hot (example: their appearances, attitude, etc.). Make them feel fluster, make their faces turn red. 

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Deep Ass Starters.

Sometimes it's hard to get in depth with your muse and their backstory, because you can't figure out how to bring those things up with others. Here are a couple of starters intended to make things a little more personal!

"What's holding you back?"

"I'm not comfortable with this conversation."

"Will you /ever/ be comfortable with this conversation?"

"Let me in sometime!"

"It's not that easy, you know."

"Help me understand."

"It's hard to connect with someone when all they do is push you away."

"Why are you always so cold?"

"Why are you always so happy?"

"Are you really happy now?"

"Who hurt you this badly to make you this way?!"

"What, did your ex mess you up that badly?!"

"Why do you keep fighting it any time you feel?"

"It's a problem, I get it."

"This is all kinds of messed up."

"That's not exactly a good coping method."

"So what happened, with your parents, really?"

"What was your childhood like?"

"Everyone has at lest a little bit of mommy/daddy issues. It's nothing to be ashamed of."

"My parents aren't exactly perfect models, either."

"You were bullied? What for?"

"Was it hard? Coming out, I mean."

"You can't just run away all the time."

"You can't just hide all the time."

"Are you still thinking about them?"

"I'm not the enemy here. But this makes me wonder who the real one is for you."

"Is the reason you're so cold and defensive because you feel threatened?"

"How long has it been since you last spoke to them?"

"You never talk about it, why?"

"How come you're so different around them?"

"It's like you don't have a care or worry in the world."

"You seem so perfect. I don't get it."

"What was your ex like?"

"I don't think I was ever good enough for them."

"Are you not comfortable being intimate?"

"Why don't you feel comfortable being intimate?"

"Letting someone see you that vulnerable, it's a scary thing."

"Are you scared of being hurt?"

"Have you ever been taken advantage of?"

"Why are you afraid of saying I love you?"

"I never understood how someone could say those words so easily."

"You're hurting others the way you've been hurt in the past, don't you think that's ironic?"

"You use people to make yourself feel better."

"I'm scared of being used again..."

"Losing someone isn't easy, but you're making it harder than it needs to be."

"How long has it been since you lost them?"

"You're too attached."

"I'm not attached, I'm just comfortable with what I'm familiar to."

"Maybe the real reason you're so controlling is because, deep down you'd rather have them in your grasp than lose them."

"Why did you ever break up?" / "Why did we ever break up?"

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rocketgrunttailor:

Walking into the room, Tailor paused as he looked at his new employer, jaw dropping a bit. Leviathan looked…amazing. Strange but amazing, the costume showing a lot of hard work being put into it. 

He himself…hadn´t bothered with the holiday. “Ah…Happy Halloween, Sir. You…you look good.”

“..Mm.. yeah, you too, now get to work.”

Exasperation in his tone of voice. Barely he gave a glance to the new helping hand. The holiday was nothing if not pointless. A hassle.. It had nothing to do in aiding in his line of business, not to mention the overabundance of noisy visitors in the lobby hoping to receive some candy or treats. Feh..

“Wretched holiday.. this is the only thing good about it.”

Mostly he was mumbling to himself as he gathered some files.

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Halloween.. the only time of the year he didn’t have to fuzz with keeping up appearances. Horns out on display as was the visible black of his sclera. His outfit, too, was a little more fanciful. A rather decorative vest, and a silk tie.

Yes.. this man was.. more than a man, but nobody had to know that this was no practical effect costume. No one had to know this was real.

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@atknifepoint​ liked for a starter

“Usually I only work with the head of organizations, but.. May as well give the ones using the products a chance to try them out.”

Gesturing one of his men over with a box in hand. The man setting down upon the nearest table for the executive to see inside. Special balls, nets, guns, and rods all laid out neatly inside the metal box.

“See anything you like? You’re free to try it out if you want. These have been tested thoroughly for efficiency in capturing Pokemon. Moving or otherwise.”

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[[ give this a like and I’ll see if I can get some starters out ]]

[hollowsart]

Leviathan is lookin good tonight

I saw some suits on the dash when I woke up and… I couldn’t resist drawing him wearing one of them…

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Arceus.. Everything was terrible.

Half a day wasted, certain meetings having to be moved to later times, having to organize papers for a new worker being transferred. What else could go wrong for him today? At least his cigarettes were still a friend. He could use a nice glass of vodka right about now, though..

“I don’t need any more unplanned surprises today.”

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rocketgrunttailor:

Spinning around as he was addressed, Tailor could feel his heart skip a beat before starting to hammer against his chest, fear settling in the pit of his stomach. He…he was to go with the other? Why? Had he done something wrong? He couldn’t think of anything…

“I…Sir, may I ask what you need me for? And…should I bring my things with me…?”

Would he be allowed to bring all his personal things at all, or was this something where he’d remain living in the base? God this was all so confusing and so horribly terrifying. The way Giovanni’s business-partner looked, the man would not hesitate to harm someone who in any way did not live up to his expectations.

If this was to go badly…he’d at least have to let Miles know what happened to him…

“I don’t care what you do."

He looked away stuffing a hand into his pocket, the other taking the cig from his mouth. Smoke swirling in puffs out from his lips. Standing there silently for a moment to let the smoke fill his lungs once more he finally exhaled again and walked up to the grunt, taking a peculiar black and gold card from his pocket.

“I expect you ready by sometime next week for transfer.”

It was such a hassle, but hey, he got a free piece of labor out of the business deal. Giovanni was an idiot. No wonder a kid beat him those some odd years back. If it wasn’t for him the man would probably have his team demolished by now by a different if not the same child and the league.

“Consider yourself a lucky brat, kid.”

And that was the last thing he said as he left.

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[[ I’m here, slowly doing things.... have this grump ]]

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Swallowing hard, he steeled himself against the fear, knees almost buckling under him as he heard the strangers voice. But the order was clear, making him bow again before hurrying off. “Certainly Sir, I shall be right back.” And back he was within the next five minutes, carrying a cup of coffee. “Sir? Don Giovanni is here now.”

Well, it was about time.

Lifting up from the seat to greet the don he put out his cigarette and entered the office. Hours pass about the business had been done. Letting himself out as the don returned back to his own work.

Giving a good stretch outside the office he whipped out another cigarette and began to light it. Looking up from the flame to spot the run from before, he was busy sweeping the floor and getting ready to mop. At least the don had the decency to keep his place clean. Can’t say much for his reputation, however.

He walked up to the young, little man. Eying him quietly like a vulture. Giovanni seemed to be rather uncaring of the grunt when he brought him up in the meeting. dealing him off for free... Was he hoping to get something free in exchange? Hah.. but if the man was offering something for free with ulterior motives, he may as well take it and not return it. He was not one to do free trades or giveaways. It was unprofessional for his line of work.

“...Kid.” speaking up as he exhaled smoke, “Looks like you’re comin’ with me.”

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Tailor carefully approached the intimidating man waiting for Giovanni to arrive at the office again, bowing deeply. "Excuse me Sir, may I get you something to drink, or provide you with anything else?"

It was not within the mans character to be keeping company waiting, though this was perhaps due to his unexpected visit. Reclining upon a seat outside the rocket boss’s office was where he could be found, taking a drag from his fifth cigarette. Wondering why he was even here again, how long Giovanni was going to make him wait… among other things.

It was when he looked around that he finally noticed the lowly little grunt. How cute, he was scared. How original of a reaction… Watching him flinch and bow and speak. Gold eyes glazing over the runt with pure contempt. Taking a deep breath and adjusting his position as he prepared to speak.

“Yeah.. you can do something for me.” his voice was deep.. so deep..

“Get your boss down here now and a the strongest, blackest coffee you got.”

He was growing increasingly impatient with every minute that passed and the boss wasn’t here. Tempted to just up and leave if this was how he was to be treated as a business partner. He had other business to do, he can’t just keep waiting like this all day. Time was money, Giovanni of all people should know.

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[[ bringing back this dirtbag. I got no promo for him so uuuhhh...

like/reblog this if you’re down to clown with a perfectly human pokemon oc and business man who is definitely not apart of the black market... not at all. ]]

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remodeling this trash dump and bringing back an old character that ain’t grandpa peety again.