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@volisms
-- rules -- setting -- ooc --
Independent Volo RP blog, post-game. NOT spoiler free, may contain dark themes and religious undertones.
Prefers to be mutual only, so I’ll basically follow anyone. Random asks, DM’s and rp prompts allowed! Massively bisexual, gender ambiguous, you’re gay no matter what.
Hope to meet you soon! ♡
Attempting to catch up on old replies, but like this post if you’re interested in rping? I’ll IM you.
You’ve prepared for trouble. Now make it double.
after quite a long hiatus i am back, and ready to get back into it.
here to cause mayhem and mischief with my boy kojiro / james
written by smitten
– rules – setting – ooc –
Independent Volo RP blog, post-game. NOT spoiler free, may contain dark themes and religious undertones.
Prefers to be mutual only, so I’ll basically follow anyone. Random asks, DM’s and rp prompts allowed! Massively bisexual, gender ambiguous, you’re gay no matter what.
Hope to meet you soon! ♡
– rules – setting – ooc –
Independent Volo RP blog, post-game. NOT spoiler free, may contain dark themes and religious undertones.
Prefers to be mutual only, so I’ll basically follow anyone. Random asks, DM’s and rp prompts allowed! Massively bisexual, gender ambiguous, you’re gay no matter what.
Hope to meet you soon! ♡
Sorry for disappearing~! They tried to euthanize me but didn’t do it right! I’m back now.
volisms:
[ @a-hell-of-a-lot-of-muses , for Lucian ]
Odd things happen all the time, sometimes things just lined up decently well in the mean time. Cynthia herself had been missing for a couple days– this was to be expected, she did freelance work involving myths and ruins, she always gave decent notice, but once it breaches the 3-day mark, she usually came back, most were anticipating her return to the league or at the very least a city somewhere.
Concerningly, the past couple days the skies above Mount Coronet had been aglow with the familiar cataclysmic distortions, but soon they disappeared, and nothing seemingly came of it. After some run-ins with Team Galactic in the last few years, though, things like that were never a good sign.
… … …
… … …
In a random city, with the mountains in the skyline, stood an androgynous blonde-haired person, looking pretty much exactly like Cynthia from afar, just with her hair tied into a topknot. The person was fanning themself off with their hat, only exposing more of their blonde hair, even the ever-familiar Garchomp standing near by, the dragon fascinated that a few children were fawning over them both. Though, this Garchomp has a notch in its fin, implying it were male or got an injury.
‘Cynthia’ stands away from the little group, watching in silence before turning away to look around, frowning neutrally.
While it was not uncommon for Cynthia to take off from the league for long periods of time, by the end of the sixth day with no contact Lucian was worried. He left the league in Bertha’s care, for out of all of them, she was the one who could be trusted the most and set off to find the champion. (Flint and Aaron might end up destroying the place, though more so the former than the latter. With Bertha, all parties would be kept in line.)
His search soon brought Lucian to a city not too far from Celestic Town, and after a bit of looking, he spotted what appeared to be the champion herself. “There you are,” he said, approaching the person who bore a striking resemblance to Cynthia. “I was getting worried.”
He soon came to a stop, pausing for the longest moment as he got a good look at the person in front of him. “…you are not her. My apologies.”
Gently but rhythmically, the blonde man continued to fan himself off with his hat, only blinking in surprise when his thoughts were interrupted by a voice. Dragging his gaze from his Garchomp and the children, he turned to face the new person who has approached him and spoken.
For some reason, they seemed familiar.
“Hmm? It’s not uncommon for someone to mistake me for a woman, ha ha ha~!” Despite the misunderstanding, Volo expressed amusement and even joy at the misunderstanding, giving a little laugh. “Pray tell, who are you looking for?” Volo questioned, his grey eyes looking the other over with an analytic gaze. As if detecting the strength of the other, the previously friendly Garchomp turned, spotted Lucian, before starting to skulk over to the two of them, looming behind Volo much like Cynthia’s partner did to her more often than not.
[ @kairoi ]
Things had gotten bad for a while, then gotten worse ... then better, although to some people things remained unclear, to other people clarity was an uncomfortable thing.
Volo had been ‘missing’ for a few weeks after events happened, to let waters settle, to move on in certain aspects and hold back in others. His Void-being had left temporarily, but was able to come back.
And now Volo was back, acting as if nothing happened, word hadn’t spread, Akari may have not told anyone, or may have only told specific people. Still, Volo dared make his presence in the Diamond Settlement, as he had temporarily set up shop and was buying and selling whatever the Diamond Clan members wanted.
“Just a moment-- you’ve got thirty? Alright, how about...” Volo was happily talking with his current customer as word was spreading that he had not only made his return, but was actually doing his job for once. He dug through his coin box to sort out what he would pay for the items, before passing it over to the person.
His aura reeked of Sinnoh.
Caught up with my old post, at least I’m about to post the last couple, so here’s a new one!
If you wanna rp, hit like and I’ll message you on tumblr IM, /or/ this is your invitation to message me first! <3 <3 <3
you guys want him so bad when all he wants is to be god <3
“ that looks like the satchel i lost. where did you find it? “
"Oh, this?" He removes the satchel that he had attached to a clip on his bag, so it wouldn't get mixed in with his own belongings.
"I picked it up in a field where Murkrow like to rummage, I think it was by a nest, they got quite aggressive. Whatever's in there must be quite appealing to them~!" He smiled, immediately offering it back.
Caught up with my old post, at least I’m about to post the last couple, so here’s a new one!
If you wanna rp, hit like and I’ll message you on tumblr IM, /or/ this is your invitation to message me first! <3 <3 <3
akuromatico:
“And I’m Colress! Repeating what I just said, Pokemon enthusiast and researcher!
There you go, preening my feathers again! ★ Please! There is no need to bother yourself to give me a trinket of the pahhh– PRESENT time! Of this time. Please. Getting your name was enough!”
[ As soon he was done correcting himself to avoid unnecessary uproar, Volo was hunting for something in his bag. Well looks like– there’s no helping it. He seemed dead set on giving him a little bauble– who knows? Whatever he picked could be useful.
Colress just waited patiently on his spot, can’t helping but pay close attention to the diverse noises coming from his bag. Just how many things did he have stuffed inside? ]
“A fitting name for a very fancy man.”
[ Volo says with a chipper tone, idly pulling out some kind of stack of rolled papers-- a star piece was stuck to them and clinked back into his bag. Gently, he pulls out a rolled up map. ]
“Yes, yes ... the PRESENT time~!” [ He responds happily, ] “It’s almost as if you fell from the sky, straight from a different one, with that garb of dress!” [ His wording could be seen as passive aggressive, but it really wasn’t: he’s poking fun at Colress, trying to express that he is not afraid, and understands he is odd. ]
“Here you are, my friend, a gift. You’re lucky you’ve found your way to the Obsidian Fieldlands, notoriously tame compared to other places... and close to the village.”
[ for @limbomaiden ]
Newer clans to other people were an uncertainty; would they be dangerous, would they cause problems? But to guild members, it was just a chance to increase supply exchange. The guild were known across Hisui as ‘people who refused to get into trouble’. They did not fight, they did not steal, never did they have a weapon to draw: they brought herbs, food and supplies from across the region where they normally wouldn’t be available, they would buy anything one wanted to sell, and they would take their leave until next time.
If you were a person who didn’t want trouble, a guild member was usually one who shared that same mindset.
The recently surfaced clan, the Platinum Clan, had passed through guild ears from one to another, and Volo had been selected to go establish contact or a shop near by to see if they would be welcomed in or denied. He hadn’t been doing a proper job lately-- always wandering off for mythos and mystery. His aura reeked of void closely, although no one was aware of it thus far. So, he needed to shape up a little and do some shop keeping.
The blonde man was making his way out of the swamp, towards the entrance of the cult, fully expecting to be met with some type of guards the closer he got. But he had a friendly expression and no weapons on hand.
akuromatico:
“Yeah– I suppose you could say I’m a little too far home.”
[ And their hands were shook, and so they were 50% acquainted; the other 50% would come with their names. Colress noticed the man’s attentive gaze on his shape, but chose to not comment on it.
He then turned his attention to the Pokeball hanging around his waist– KlingKlang. Since he arrived there were almost no sight of a Pokemon like it, and frankly he was not shocked at all for obvious reasons. But the other guy might be, so better not put it out for now. ]
“Ah, well! About that! Let’s just say I trust my wits and physical prowess to avoid becoming lunch of the bigger Pokemon out there– or have my ankles nibbled in the case of those of petite proportions.”
“I can tell!”
[ Still, he smiled brightly that his politeness was reciprocated. Volo truly had nothing against this stranger, he was just fascinated, curious, and willing to try and know more. Can one blame a human for wanting to pursue knowledge? ]
[ The shine of sunlight on metal catches Volo’s eye, and he looks down to the pokeball. The other ... sky-fallen, never came with pokemon, they had to find their own. It was slick, entirely of metal, and sparks his curiosity even more intensely. He wondered what it was? What creature was inside of it, something he would vaguely recognize? Something not so much? ]
“My name is Volo, do you need a hand? Or a map? I would be willing to give my new far from home friend a little gift, just to be of service to you! Besides, one looking so royal and extravagant does deserve a little gift.”
[ Without waiting for an answer, Volo hoists his backpack off, this thing weighed probably as much as Colress himself did, before plopping it on the ground to dig through it. It was full of all kinds of things, properly packaged herbs, medical stuff, star pieces, scales, shed claws or fangs... he’s rummaging through his bag to find him something nice. ]
[ @a-hell-of-a-lot-of-muses , for Lucian ]
Odd things happen all the time, sometimes things just lined up decently well in the mean time. Cynthia herself had been missing for a couple days-- this was to be expected, she did freelance work involving myths and ruins, she always gave decent notice, but once it breaches the 3-day mark, she usually came back, most were anticipating her return to the league or at the very least a city somewhere.
Concerningly, the past couple days the skies above Mount Coronet had been aglow with the familiar cataclysmic distortions, but soon they disappeared, and nothing seemingly came of it. After some run-ins with Team Galactic in the last few years, though, things like that were never a good sign.
... ... ...
... ... ...
In a random city, with the mountains in the skyline, stood an androgynous blonde-haired person, looking pretty much exactly like Cynthia from afar, just with her hair tied into a topknot. The person was fanning themself off with their hat, only exposing more of their blonde hair, even the ever-familiar Garchomp standing near by, the dragon fascinated that a few children were fawning over them both. Though, this Garchomp has a notch in its fin, implying it were male or got an injury.
‘Cynthia’ stands away from the little group, watching in silence before turning away to look around, frowning neutrally.
turned my switch on sleep mode at the exact second i launched myself off of a cliff so let’s see if i can save myself lol
