Silent Hero of Orre

"...Why are you here?" Independent Wes RP blog from Pokemon Colosseum. Tracks: traitorofsnagem Semi-hiatus

[amusefilledpark]

                                     ❆ Ɯнєη тнє ωσяƖɗ αяσυηɗ уσυ ιѕ fαƖƖιηg тσ ριєcєѕ.

                                ǀηνιтє уσυяѕєƖf ιηтσ α ηєω ωσяƖɗ тнαт уσυ нανє ιηνєηтєɗ

                                                          αηɗ cαη’т вє тσυcнєɗ. ❆

                                                    I. II. III. IV. V.

[traitorofsnagem]

With the rise of Orre muses, I shall try to be on here more often, but if not feel free to bother Wes on my multimuse because he’s available there to

[traitorofsnagem]

"Think so? It’d be interesting to see them interact." Though he was sure a couple of his Pokemon were like her little bird, hopefully nothing to bad would break out from it. "Arcaina…I’m going to need to clean myself up after seeing her again." There was nothing wrong with that, she was a kind and lovable Pokemon. "You think she’ll remember me?"

[the-nexus]

"You better believe it. With how long it’s been since she last saw you, you’re in for the licking of your life!" she laughed, stepping out from the woods and catching sight of her home just ahead. Already there were a few pokemon frolicking. Aside from Arcaina sleeping with her back turned to the trainers and Cheri sprawled out on the roof, an Umbreon, Skitty, and Larvesta casually chased each other, the Larvesta lagging behind the others.

"Hey guys! Look who’s here!" Flare called out, pokemon looking to the pair. Immediately, Arcaina was on her feet and dashing right for them, a small bundle of little barks following behind her. She slowed her pace just enough to prevent hurting Wes as she tackled him to the ground, covering his face in saliva as she began happily licking his face just as expected, the three small Growlithe pups barking at the stranger, confused by their mother’s excitement to seem him. Not far behind, the other pokemon began to gather, wishing to meet this stranger.

[traitorofsnagem]

He was expecting a licking, a tackle though? Not so much, even though he should have. But before he was tackled down by the lovable fire type, he managed to catch sight of her other Pokemon, new ones that he hadn't seen before, perhaps from regions he had yet to explore.

Once Arcaina had taken him down and showed him her affection, he was slightly enjoying it. Could be better without all this drool, but he's not complaining. "Hey there, Arcaina. Great to see you to." Wes told the Pokemon in between licks. While being licked by her, he started to see the other Pokemon join around. It was a little odd, but he hoped he wasn't going to be some outsider to them. 

[traitorofsnagem]

"Be my Valentine?" (He's just messing with Wes)

Send me “Be my Valentine?” to see how my muse responds.

"I…" How is he supposed to respond to this question from his friend? He does hope he’s not serious. "I’m fine with exchanging chocolates, but thats it…"

[thebunnysnest-moved-blog]

"Huh? what do you mean? Did you over spend on chocolate? You didn’t have to go out and buy a lot or something really expensive. Especially, on my account."

Justy started to feel a little guilty. Something about his friend spending a lot on some sweets drove Justy the wrong way. Perhaps he was over thinking the subject.

"Well, I have something for you as well. It’s not chocolate but, it’s just as good."

He reached into his bag, pulling out a little wrapped bag with Wes’s name tag on the ribbon and handed it to him.

[traitorofsnagem]

"Not really. Well, I think I got something a bit more, but it wasn’t to expensive." Of course he’d do a little something more for him, but not go to far out. He knew his limits when it came to gifts…most of the time.

Wes took the little bag, looking at it. He’d be sure to open it the day of. “Thanks. I guess I should give you yours then.” From one of his larger pockets, he pulled out a box, one that they could find in a store, but there'd be better chocolates in there than the normal kind. "This should be alright..."

[traitorofsnagem]

+8

[askwesandteamsnagem-deactivated]

“Mm. No, I don’t suppose it was so bad. I wouldn’t have met the people I did, after all, much less found my way home at the end if it weren’t for it. So I suppose I owe it for many things,” Wes sighed and shifted his footing, crossing his arms. “Though, it could have been conducted on more preferably terms instead of how it originally happened. It would have saved a lot of pain and well… lives on multiple sides, but what’s done is done, unfortunately.” Biden cringed a bit at the other Wes’ mention of possibly seeing what the alternates of them would be like; Hobble’s lips twitching into a small crooked smirk, soon he was wearing a faint wry expression on his face. “I can only imagine not the way we are,” Hobble stated. “I can’t say I know how long it has been since you’ve dealt with the first Shadow Incident, but it’s been at least eight years since then for us to get over it.” He shrugged. “Everyone’s different, after all.” Biden snorted. “Frankly, I’d be more concerned over your Gonzap and us Admins, specifically Agrev. Don’t know if he’s as hard-headed and stubborn as ours can be at times.” Wes snorted softly. “If he heard you say that…” Biden rolled his eyes a bit shrugging and waved it off with his hand in an “I don’t give a fuck” manner. “He will live,” a pause, “Thinking about it… I wonder what any of us are like. Actually, I’m not sure if I want to know.” The Admin furrowed his brows a bit in uncertainty. “Imagine telling yourself to shut up,” Hobble suggested. “That’ll be rather entertaining confusing them more.” “Hm, not a problem. Better you know some possible warning signs if the Cipher here is aggravating enough to keep showing up,” Hobble added.

[traitorofsnagem]

"True...but only certain things can happen during certain events I suppose." But peaceful meetings would honestly be better at this point. No more destruction or anything, but thats not how things work in this world.

"Its been five years, my time." He let out a sigh. "I'm not sure if...my time's Snagem is over it. Though, you do seem more enjoyable than them so far." But he hadn't really tried conversing with his old teammates since the incident. He really had no reason to, unless if he wanted to possibly stir up some hatred in them. Still, this was one of the first times he could say he enjoyed hanging around Snagem members.

"There might be problems...but, feel free to meet them if you're interested." The snagger shrugged, leaving it up to them really. Though, he was curious to see how that would turn out if they did end up meeting...

[traitorofsnagem]

◯

◯:Our muses have a snowball fight

Snow. It was something different from the usual sandy terrain, but it was a nice change of scenery. And, it also brought a few new activities for those who lived her to do and take part in. Playing in the snow and starting a snowball fight was one of them.

Though, the snagger had thought he was going to end up hitting a random rogue passing by, not the area leader. Still, he didn’t regret chucking it at Vander. “Sorry about that.” Its not a sincere apology, pretty obvious by the look on his face.

[arealeadervander-deactivated201]

What to do now. Vander knows the moment he peeks out from his spot, he’s gonna to be pelted with snowballs. Not that there are any other options, the two were stationary to their “base.” The area leader decided to act fast. He quickly tossed a snowball at the bush and quickly went back to his hiding spot.

"Do tell, what are the stakes for losing? You can’t have a snowball fight without some sort of consequence. Besides it makes it more fun."

[traitorofsnagem]

Wes took a moment to think about the conditions, while also trying to stay out of view. How to make this more fun? “How about...loser has to do something the winner says? Or just run straight up to the top of Mt. Battle, no breaks."

Or both, but that may be a bit too much. "You have something you want to add?" He asked while trying to scope him out. The snagger began to make a couple of snowballs, ready to go when they were done 'negotiating'.

[traitorofsnagem]

"Be my Valentine?" (He's just messing with Wes)

Send me “Be my Valentine?” to see how my muse responds.

"I…" How is he supposed to respond to this question from his friend? He does hope he’s not serious. "I’m fine with exchanging chocolates, but thats it…"

[thebunnysnest-moved-blog]

"Sorry, I couldn’t help it the opportunity was too good. I haven’t had a good laugh in a while as well. Just the look on your face."

He was still chuckling a little bit but, eventually cooled down from his laughter.

"Well… I’m ok with it. I don’t really like chocolate. I mean I’ll eat it but, it’s not my favorite thing to eat."

[traitorofsnagem]

"Right…well, I did want to give you the kind you like, but…I guess just giving you what I already have planned will be alright then. Maybe I should lessen the load…"

He shrugged. The snagger was sure that he'd be happy with his chocolate, no matter what quantity it was.

[traitorofsnagem]

+8

[lativee-deactivated20181217]

"Not really - I’m mainly trying to work out the original source, which hopefully I could neutralise like how my Shadow was," he noted. "Then hopefully the last incident will indeed be the last one for good."

[traitorofsnagem]

"You seem to be very intent on this." Then again, why wouldn't he be? Maybe he could do something to help this time around. "If you do get some information, or need help, I don't mind joining in."

[pkcpl-deactivated20150616]

[traitorofsnagem]

"Be my Valentine?" (He's just messing with Wes)

Send me “Be my Valentine?” to see how my muse responds.

"I…" How is he supposed to respond to this question from his friend? He does hope he’s not serious. "I’m fine with exchanging chocolates, but thats it…"

[thebunnysnest-moved-blog]

A snicker left his lips, trying to hold in his laughter. Justy eventually couldn’t hold it in anymore and burst out laughing.

"Ah, I’m sorry Wes. I just wanted to see your reaction. I don’t swing that way, and you know it. But if you still want to exchange chocolate that’s fine."

Justy wiped away some of the tears after laughing so much.

[traitorofsnagem]

Ah, a joke. Yeah he really should have expected that from him. His fault for thinking that he was being even remotely serious. “I know…you didn’t have to laugh at that so much though.”

Wes shrugged it off. "You're good with most chocolate right?"

[timestucktrainer-deactivated201]

"But I’m robbing you! It’s rude to just leave halfway." She replied, nodding as if she was doing him the greatest favor.

[traitorofsnagem]

"Its not rude..." More like common knowledge. If she failed, she could just try someone else, someone who would be willing to give her money. "If I do give you something, will you leave?"

[rulersofchaos]

ϟ to Platina

19. Don’t Shoot!

This might be a bit of a shock to her, but she should’ve known what to expect. Being from a rich family, somebody was going to be after her. Perhaps she’s outdone her welcome in this region? Most likely…Nearly being cornered by people she had no idea of, she soon let out her Rapidash before climbing on its back and making a dash for it. The fact that they had guns scared her more than anything, she was still young, and she didn’t want to die. 

Hopefully getting out of the way from the others, her pokemon skidded to a halt as it came to a dead end. A paniced look crossed her face as a shadowy figure approached them. Jumping off of Rapidash, she held her arms out, closign her eyes tight. Tears lining down her cheek. This couldn’t be it? She’d be saved right? Or maybe this person was that one guy who helped her…? She didn’t know, she couldn’t see since her eyes were closed, but she managed to stammer something out.

"D-don’t shoot!!"

[rulersofchaos]

"I want to go to hoenn one day..maybe not yet, but soon." She blinks. "So..when does the next train come through…"

[traitorofsnagem]

"Its a great region. If you need someone to be with you there, I'll go." He seemed a little surprise to be asked that. Trains didn't pass through here. "I think you mean boat. We can go and check them. Pretty sure one of them has to be leaving here today."

[traitorofsnagem]

((Well you could always tell off that you're tired of it. I don't want to see you get annoyed because it is geting out of hand.))

Eh, I'm not really bothered by it. I am surprised that a message like that usually appears whenever I make my appearance/ try to stay on this blog though. I mean, as long as I don't get one like every day or something, I'm good.

[traitorofsnagem]

SURPRISE BITCH. Let the #preciousweeniewes2k15 begin B]

Oh no, he hadn't expected to find this again. He's cursed to be the precious weenie king and he just can't accept his fate.

[traitorofsnagem]

"Be my Valentine?" (He's just messing with Wes)

Send me “Be my Valentine?” to see how my muse responds.

"I..." How is he supposed to respond to this question from his friend? He does hope he's not serious. "I'm fine with exchanging chocolates, but thats it..."

[rpsentencestarters]

Send me "Be my Valentine?" to see how my muse responds.

[traitorofsnagem]

[artsystarsandshadows]

"Oh…" So no mama and papa at all. But… how were they alone if they were still in the museum? There were a lot of other people there before. Nadja felt really lost…but she wasn’t alone anymore. The child instantly brightened at what he said, the idea of escaping from wherever they were was a thought that was gradually chipped down bit by bit. "Really?" The jaded hope in her young tired eye’s fired up anew. Even one as optimistic as her would be chewed up by this place, her hopes knocked down a few notches by the strange horrible reality of this place. If any of it was even real… "There’s no way out that way, though." She pointed her small finger to the direction she came from. "I checked… everything is so weird and changes all the time, though." 

Nadja looked around, big eye’s roaming the hall for exits other than the one behind Wes, there were none- so the way out had to be that way, right? Not that they had a choice, there was only one way left to go. Her hand silently lifted up and grabbed his coat on it’s own accord, tiny fingers gripping just a little tightly to the fabric; For a solid sense of security, to just make sure that he was real and not a figment of something from this museum, to feel just a little safer. He wasn’t mama or pap, but he was somebody, somebody who didn’t want to hurt her and who was human, and in her mind that was amazing.

"Let’s go! Let’s go!" Nadja tugged a little, her voice cheery and attitude freshly eager to run through and out of this place. "Mama and papa are waiting for me and there’s only one door." 

[traitorofsnagem]

Seeing that look on her face, there was no way he could leave this girl alone, not that he had planned to. If there was one thing he was going to do while trapped in this hell, it was to make sure she would be able to get out and see her parents. At least if he found a way out, then it meant they'd be back in the 'normal' museum, right?

Wes looked down to the girl, unsure if he should offer his hand to her rather than his coat. He thought it would be better, but they weren't going to get separated anytime soon. The man would be sure to look after her constantly, make sure they would be an inseparable pair.

"Right. Let's go. We'll find your parents in no time." The decision was made, he held out a hand to her and tried to smile to her, but it wasn't easy. Hopefully that wasn't a 'scary look' to her.