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Lurking Voltaic Engagement {closed rp with tonelesschemistry}

Now with himself alone, Prophet began to feel his eyes grown heavier. It had been a stress fill two days since the cave in, and in all of that time the Xatu barely manage to sleep at all. Now with Ivion being able to walk in the least, Prophet couldn’t really starve off the desire and need for rest.Within a few more moments, the Mystic pokemon would be fast asleep.

While listening to the blond Scientist, Ivion at first thought that Brian was simply going to bombard him with more of his usual insults. Pondering to himself for a slit second, he found the other’s words to be softer compared to the norm. Although it was to Ivion’s surprise when Brain both referred to him as a friend and smiled towards him.

Seeing the other males attempt at a smile brought a grand sense of joy to Ivion’s aching self. Awkward as it was didn’t matter to the Orrian male. It still brought on one of the man’s biggest of grins to date.

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The instant that smile plastered on Ivion’s face Brian hesitated inwardly, uncertain if he should continue smiling or not. It had been too long since he smiled like this. Not many people were able to conjure his soft side except for a few friends. Honestly he never expected himself to care as much as he did. Even more surprising was Ivion believed in him despite the bumps and bruises. This was like a new equation that took both of them to answer. It was simple yet complicated. Though that did not mean the scientist was willing to change his ways.

Keeping the same smile on his own face, he chuckled faintly.

“Quit that you’re embarrassing us. It’s not like I said anything significant. Do you want the nurses to see you? They’ll think we’re even sicker than we already are.”

#scientistoforre

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They’re so cute omg

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Lurking Voltaic Engagement {closed rp with tonelesschemistry}

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Xatu didn’t react to the nurses approach, nor didn’t he appear to hear her footsteps. Instead he simply maintained his species iconic stance of movingly standing in one place.

Upon Brain’s Raticate’s departure to follow after the nurse in hopes of attaining some food, Prophet returned a head nod, not really wanting to leave, nor retrieve any food for himself. Thoughts of his trainer’s condition still weighted heavy on the psychic bird’s mind. Especially with how Assis was going to react to learning about Ivion’s current condition.

Rubbing an eye, Ivion smiled and retorted. “An eye for an eye will only make the whole world blind. ” Although slightly sadness was hinted within the Scientist’s smirk. Ivion was all to aware that his boundless optimism at times was there simply to mask his weakness and inability to allow anything to really eat away at him.

“I don’t have the desire… nor the ability to return back the negativity to those that have wronged me.“

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Scurrying on all four feet, the rat shot Xatu one last look, assuming he was not hungry. Even though he remained mute, she could tell he was concerned about his trainer just as she was. There was nothing more painful than watching their partners suffer. Humans were fragile, defenseless. Part of her felt as if she failed him. Hopefully some food could get her mind off that. After all, it had been a while since she ate.

Brian felt an odd feeling in his chest. He wasn’t sure why he felt sorry for him, but he feel like they shared a connection. Ivion was just as cruel as he was. The only exception was how they dealt with the people who wronged them. Regardless, Brian appreciated the fact that idiot scientist was being honest with him. It made him realize he was not really alone.

“Idiotic goody-two-shoes. You’re too kind and your honesty is odd. It’s contagious. It’s rare for me to say this, but...thanks...friend.” A slight awkward smile crept across his face.

#scientistoforre

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((Just as I was about to delete the Battle Academy I discovered that the email for it has been deleted probably due to the fact I haven’t been on it for a year or so. The rest of my accounts are fine though. Okay so the Battle Academy is officially OFFLINE. CAPUT. I cannot access it. Those who follow it PLEASE UNFOLLOW! You can still follow, Umiko, Brian and Eri, but they will no longer be associated with it.

Thanks for listening and have a good day/night :D))

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meet the muse

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LEGAL NAME: Brian Campbell NICKNAME[S]: Geek, Nerd, Blondie, Smart Man DATE OF BIRTH: Nov 5th GENDER | SPECIES: Male | Human PLACE OF BIRTH: Saffron City, Kanto

CURRENT LIVING CONDITIONS: Battle Academy island SPOKEN LANGUAGES: German, English, Italian EDUCATION: Private schooling. High School. Some college OCCUPATION: Academy Leader/Manager/Scientist CRIMINAL RECORD: Stole money from his father’s safe but was never found/accused

{ P H Y S I C A L I N F O R M A T I O N } HAIR COLOR: Blonde EYE COLOR: Pine Green HEIGHT: 6′1 WEIGHT: 166 lb TATTOOS: N/A

{ F A M I L Y I N F O R M A T I O N } SIBLING[S]: None PARENT[S]: Mother and Father CHILDREN: None. Lynette PETS[S]: Pokemon

#headcanon

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My RP partner and I were discussing a crossover rp where Brian and Peridot meet. Here’s Brian being intrigued by her holographic touchscreen.

Peridot belongs to Rebecca Sugar.

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Summer-themed starter sentences!

“Woah! When did you get so tan?”

“You could have drowned!”

“It’s so hot… Maybe you should take your clothes off.”

“Buy me an ice cream!”

“There’s a festival tonight, if… you don’t have plans already?”

“My house has air conditioning, you know.”

“I think I’m melting…”

“Take me to the beach!”

“We could just sneak in to the movies…”

“You’re totally sunburned! You look like a lobster!”

“Don’t touch me, I’m already sweaty…”

“But… I can’t swim.”

“You can’t swim?”

“Stop eating your ice cream like that, you’re giving me ideas…”

“Let’s go skinny dipping tonight.”

“Is this… *your* speedo?”

“Do you want to go to the theme park with me?”

“The ferris wheel stopped…”

“Send some of that breeze my way.”

“You can’t just sleep all summer.”

“You’re hogging the fan.”

“Put some clothes on!”

“You’ve never been camping?”

“I’m afraid of rollercoasters…”

“It’s too hot for that…”

“Did you do your summer homework?”

“So once you go home, I guess we won’t see each other anymore…”

“I wish this summer could last forever.”

Closed

“Do not deny you’ve been trasnversing through a desert. Swab yourself before you can sit across from me.” Brian spoke icily when Arawn somehow decided to follow him into the same cafe and sit in the same table as him.

#travelinghistorianarawn #baby starter #closed #((still alive woooooooo))

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BOLD all that applies to your muse!

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"Wash your hands, and then you can help me."

“I did not sign up for this.” Brian grumbled.

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“Oh come now, Brian. No need to be such a grump~“ Chimed Ivion, as he finished washing his own hands.

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“…What was so erratic about the one I baked a moment ago?” He eyed the overly-baked charred cake that was as hard as stone. It was inedible.

#scientistoforre #((omg im so late for this but baking for arthurs nice. hes like an old fake daddy XD))#((brians a shitty baker))

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Lurking Voltaic Engagement {closed rp with tonelesschemistry}

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Observing Brian’s body language for being so irritated by the mention of his previous tale, almost brought a chuckle to the scientist. Withholding his desire to laugh, Ivion began to explain his stories connection with Brian’s question. “It’s quite… simple, Brian. You see my… story was a retelling… of my past, or rather… my early years within the Under.“ Orange hies fell upon the Blond male, as the Orrian male still keeping his usual chipper expression.

“I was once a person… that held no kindness within… my heart. I viewed the world in all black…. As I couldn’t see any good to be taken from both my environment, nor… the people around me.“ He admitted. “I had to fight and scavenge for… my own survival. It’s a bit funny looking back on it now, but my life was truly changed when I… happened upon a dying Porygon.“ He explained, halfway gesturing up hos left hand. “I’ve… already stated the rest, but from… that day on. I was finally able to gain… a single spec of light within my pointless life. to which that spec was able to grow and bring about my current mind set. Just as my younger… self found himself dwelling upon all things negative in his life. I have determined it to be far greater to… focus upon the positive and not to allow lingering negatives influence one’s life.“

Seated back on the table, Prophet was already aware that his only real injury was over using his psychic abilities beyond their limit. Still the Xatu took this as a minor issue, since both his trainer’s and Miltank’s trainer’s lives were in jeopardy. Although seeing Miltank from beyond the glass did allow for the psychic bird to figure that their humans were being taken care of, or at least that was what he hoped to have been happening while he was unconscious.

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During his early years, Brian rarely misbehaved due to private lessons on mannerisms. Though he proved to be a handful. As he grew older, he gained experiences that molded his independence. He was neutral yet cold at best. Ivion’s backstory sounded similar to his own life. Except for the part where they lived completely different lives. They were born in different classes yet shared the same darkness and loneliness.

“No one...is born kind. But one cannot simply be optimistic...all the time.” A hint of truth laced his voice. Hopefully Ivion understood optimism was just a mask. “Surely you still...hold some...grudges. For it seems we...share a connection.”

Coincidentally a nurse happened upon Miltank glazing through the window. She stepped back, learning she was observing Prophet from the other side of the glass. At that moment, she realized they were the same pair that arrived at the Pokemon Center two days ago. Seeing her all alone while her friend was in bed seemed wrong. She gently tapped Miltank on the shoulder and offered to give her a meal. The offer surprised the pink cow who turned to Xatu. The moment she did, she realized there was no point in waiting for him. Holing herself with worry was unhealthy. Plus she was kind of hungry.

Considering the offer, she nodded at him to indicate she needed to leave for a bit.

#scientistoforre

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Lurking Voltaic Engagement {closed rp with tonelesschemistry}

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To the Psychic bird’s displeasure, his nurse wanted him to remain seated or relaxing. As they wanted to make sure he was fit to be moving around. Still this didn’t help anything, as Prophet was still clueless as to his own scientist’s state of being, much less Brian’s. It was all problematic to think about,a nd the thought to flee away kept popping into the Xatu’s mind.

Although as much as Prophet would have wanted to simply teleport away, he was still far to weak in his psychic abilities. Just attaching a telepathic connection was already burdening the pokemon. Still he hopped back up so that he could wait for the medical personel to give him, a hopefully, final check up. But as he was waiting, Prophet caught sight of Brian’s Miltank on the other side of the glass. In response, the Xatu gave a wave of a wing towards the other pokemon.

Hearing the blond scientist’s question, the tanned male merely showed a smile unlike his normal cheerful or happy expression. One that held reflection upon his thoughts back to his years growing up in the Under. The darkness and corruption he had to face, while being completely alone. The only saving grace for the young Ivion, was meeting Mainframe.

Finally breaking his silence, Ivion turned his attention back onto Brian. “Do you… remember my… story?“ He asked, then took a second to rub his throat “…The… one, I shared… while we were… stuck?“ He added, wondering if the other had already figured out that his story was based upon his early years of life.

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The man groaned inwardly. Thinking he had heard the last of Ivion’s story, he was slightly shocked he brought it up, much to his displeasure. He thought he knew he hated that story. It reminded him of the things he was disgusted with himself. Wishing he had not asked at all, he sighed. One of his bandaged hands laid on an armrest on his side of the bench as the other was about to rub his temples. However, the stiffness of his palms prevented him from rising it towards his face. Instead he pulled back gradually, placing the hand onto his lap.

“What does...that have to do with anything?” He asked begrudgingly.

Despite being a warm nursing ground, the hospital felt somewhat like a prison. The ivory walls and beds appeared as if they had the life sucked out of them. The man understood the colors were meant to provide a comfortable and peaceful atmosphere for their patients. Though they were restrained until they were discharged from the hospital. Honestly Brian missed his work and home. Sadly he was still not well enough to leave this damn place.

Astonished by Xatu waving at her, Miltank did the same before slumping against the glass again. Knowing he was nurtured and cared for lightened the stress within her. However, she felt homesick. She felt unusually exhausted, as if her stomach had been turned upside down.

#scientistoforre

"Wash your hands, and then you can help me."

“I did not sign up for this.” Brian grumbled.

#scientistoforre #wow rude #meme #baking #science buddies gonna bake a cake XD

Cooking/Baking rp Starters

"No, no, no! Don't put that in yet!"

"Are you sure that you cooked it all the way?"

"Well, something definitely smells good in here."

"Are you... baking?"

"Here, you stir this while I set the oven temperature."

"Do you wanna lick the bowl?"

"It's boiling over!"

"Uh, that looks a little... overcooked."

"You got some batter on your face."

"What is this mess?"

"Why are you covered in flour?"

"Are you sure you're supposed to add that much sugar?"

"Ouch! That pan in hot!"

"Don't take that out of the oven with your bare hands!"

"I don't think you know how to use a mixer."

"Wash your hands, and then you can help me."

"Those aren't quite done."

"Does something smell burnt to you?"

"Now, fold the eggs in gently."

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Lurking Voltaic Engagement {closed rp with tonelesschemistry}

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Once he stabilized his balance, Ivion followed after Brian. Lingering a bit behind him, as they made their way out from the hospital. Although the tanned male was glad to be able to move around and possible take in the outside air. He knew that it was highly likely only to be for a temporary time, since in the least Ivion wasn’t ready yet to return back to his dwellings to recover in the comfort of his own home(Laboratory).

While passing by the nurse that held the door for the two, Ivion gave a thankful nod and smile. , but it did help the two injured men venture out from the structure. While still behind the other, Ivoon couldn’t help but already feel a bit better. As he was sick of the stagnant air within the entire healthcare facility. Though taking a moment to glance around for the sights, the male’s Orange hues eventually returned to Brian. Which seeing the empty spot beside the other, Ivion promptly took a seat next the the blond scientist.

“Mhm“ He agreed, closing his eyes as he enjoyed finally being out from both his hospital room and simply being outside after being locked away for who knows how many days. “’Tis… quite refreshing to… get out and take in… some… fresh air.“ Replied Ivion, taking it slow as to not upset his sour throat again.

Taking a little bit longer to get a better grasp for his current mental pains, the Xatu finally got back up, and took on his species’s common standing pose. He then hopped off front he table, as the Audino on call started to tell him that he shouldn’t be moving around just yet before they confirm that he was stable enough to be out and about. Although this fell of deaf ears, quite literally. As Prophet was unable to understand what the other pokemon was trying to tell him, before he had to forcible make a telepathic connect with the normal type.

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After the brown-haired man sat next to them, Brian leaned back and closed his eyes, surrendering to the scent of greenery around them. The smell was supposed to please ill patients escaping their curative rooms for a while. Silence passed as a warm breeze brushed against them. Turning to Ivion, he asked bluntly.

“You...should’ve...left me...Why did you...stay?” Ever since they were delivered to the hospital, Brian wondered why he stayed. The inquiry had been locked up until he admitted it.

Miltank lost track of how long they had spent their time at the Pokemon Center. She felt like she had been here for a year, but really it was two days. During that time she been treated for minor injuries and hoped Brian was still alive. Feeling homesick, she was unhappy about not being unable to follow him. The separation was disheartening, but she knew it was for their own good. However, she missed him, longing to return home and seeing their family again. They were probably worried about them. All she wanted was to forget this ever happened and move on.

From the other side, the Milk Cow Pokemon gasped when Prophet rose from the bed. As Audino pestered him, she could not help but roll her eyes and smile. He seemed desperate to migrate from his curative prison. Filled with worry, Miltank could not help but agree with his caretaker. Him passing out again would have been disastrous. What astonished her most was his reaction towards Audino’s advice. Unable to hear everything from their side, she wondered if he understood or not. He seemed concentrated, though she was unsure what he was doing.

#scientistoforre #((best old friends for life))

((To those waiting for replies. I deeply apologize for taking a long time to respond. Currently still working on responses while balancing work life. It’s hard to stay awake after work ends at 10pm.))

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