One glitched dragon

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Not only being an outsider, but a scientist as well…and one who always sought information, Osirus had ways of detecting when something was around that shouldn’t be. The Inteleon held a little device in his hand, which directed him to the source of an anomaly, something broke through from another world.

Quiet steps made their way through the forest, eyes always observing the area around him, ready to cloak himself if need be as he approached. Eventually he happened upon the dragon, definitely something that didn’t belong, he knew when something wasn’t a Pokemon.

He fidgeted a bit at that comment. How used to was he really to a body that barely worked, that had trouble doing what every other dragon could do without any problems. A body that would go numb constantly

“I’d say… four months, five months at most since it happened. I’m used to moving on four legs as opposed to two, but… I can’t really fly or breath fire, like other dragons. The glitched aspect of my body, it likes to interfere whenever I try. I can show you if you want.” He offered, thinking maybe Osirus could help him with this as well

“Less than a year, that’s good to hear. Means recovery potential will be at its peak, since the unconscious mind wouldn’t have any time to develop any defenses. Gives you about half a year to get back to your body before it becomes too difficult…maybe longer depending. I don’t know the full nature of your situation after all, just a base hypothesis.”

Not only being an outsider, but a scientist as well…and one who always sought information, Osirus had ways of detecting when something was around that shouldn’t be. The Inteleon held a little device in his hand, which directed him to the source of an anomaly, something broke through from another world.

Quiet steps made their way through the forest, eyes always observing the area around him, ready to cloak himself if need be as he approached. Eventually he happened upon the dragon, definitely something that didn’t belong, he knew when something wasn’t a Pokemon.

It didn’t take too long for his hand to be repaired by the nanobots. Might not be as quick and easy as a Potion, but did a lot more work than one too. There’d be no scars or anything developing on his hand. It was basically as if nothing happened at all.

“Well it’s always a possibility, you never know. If it is, we can find a way to sort that part out too, it’s not that difficult really.” Osirus was willing to let it drop for now, though. He couldn’t do that much, it would be up to his boss and some of his allies.

“Don’t say cursed, that would imply magic is involved…we’re not about that. Sounds like a potential Neural Transposition….in which case more likely than not your body is empty, in a coma. Hopefully found and hospitalized…must have been awhile ago since you seem…used to this body of yours.”

He fidgeted a bit at that comment. How used to was he really to a body that barely worked, that had trouble doing what every other dragon could do without any problems. A body that would go numb constantly

Not only being an outsider, but a scientist as well…and one who always sought information, Osirus had ways of detecting when something was around that shouldn’t be. The Inteleon held a little device in his hand, which directed him to the source of an anomaly, something broke through from another world.

Quiet steps made their way through the forest, eyes always observing the area around him, ready to cloak himself if need be as he approached. Eventually he happened upon the dragon, definitely something that didn’t belong, he knew when something wasn’t a Pokemon.

Listening to the responses of the dragon, Osirus tapped on a small node implanted in his head fin. After a moment, a small swarm of silver objects flooded out, surrounding his injured hand, Glimpses through the swarm revealed that they were repairing his body.

“Oh, it’s already working, or at least  it should be. I’m saying that, until you’re fixed…to exist here you’ll basically need to be hooked up to it at all times. And I’m going to have to stay by your side to maintain the connection…” Despite the pain he was in, the amphibian was calm about the whole ordeal. This was just another day to him, really.

“Former human as well? Though of course, unlike me you didn’t change willingly. Forced transmogrification….were you awake when it happened? Tends to be a very painful experience…although if you were from a dry world, then perhaps not. Downloaded into a digital body…is your original one still around, I wonder?”

“If it is…then I would wonder if there’s something else inhabiting your original body…we’ll have to look further into this whole situation, regardless…”

He watched the small silver objects work on repairing Osirus’ hand, he did find it fascinating, wondering if that was made by Osirus himself. Though what he was told immediately made him shiver, the idea of someone else inhabiting his body was not an idea he wanted to have

“I’d... rather not think about that possibility if that’s alright, that idea is now creeping me out.” He composed himself though, not wanting to make a big deal out of it

The loud explosion greatly startled the dragon, as well as causing his piles to almost topple on top of him. This form of excitement was not common in the Dark hollow, it was usually a more tranquil area of the artisan lands.

His heart racing a mile a minute, the dragon thought it might have been an attack from the Gnorcs. He made his way to the location of the explosion. Stopping upon seeing the figures

“Those certainly aren’t dragons, or gnorcs…” He thought to himself, They looked human, but how come they got to keep their human bodies and he didn’t? Question for later he decided, someone needed to see if they were alright

“Excuse me, are you two alright? We heard an explosion out here.” The dragon asked, making himself known to the duo

“Yeah, we’re fine,” Nova replied, waving him off. He turned to Cerise and whispered, “Nice going. You spooked one of the locals.”

{Oh, relax, boss. They’re not spooked. Just gotta give ‘em the ol’ razzle dazzle.} Cerise turns around with a smile on her face.

{Everything’s good here. We just had a bit of an issue with a souvenir we got.}

“A souvenir? Must of been something magical to cause an explosion like that. There’s a good amount of magical objects in these lands, you may want to be careful.” He said

“Forgive me for asking this, as it might seem odd, but you are both human correct? Tell me, how is it the two of you were able to maintain human forms entering this world?” He asked

Not only being an outsider, but a scientist as well…and one who always sought information, Osirus had ways of detecting when something was around that shouldn’t be. The Inteleon held a little device in his hand, which directed him to the source of an anomaly, something broke through from another world.

Quiet steps made their way through the forest, eyes always observing the area around him, ready to cloak himself if need be as he approached. Eventually he happened upon the dragon, definitely something that didn’t belong, he knew when something wasn’t a Pokemon.

He didn’t exactly like the way containment field sounded, hoping that it wouldn’t end up coming to that. He sat still, letting the Intelleon do his work, he was hopeful that he could potentially find a way to help him, the dragon didn’t actually think of the problems that could occur to his body by not remaining in a digital space, though while thinking of this another thought occurred to him

“So, if I’m not in a digital world right now though, how do you think my is still being glitched and distorted like it is even outside of it? My body even in that world was like this ever since I got sent there…” He said, trailing off a bit with concern.

Granted there was a lot that he had yet to tell the Amphibian, so he continued to sit still. He wasn’t sure who this professor was that he mentioned, and most of the science talk was continuing to go over his head, but he was finding it fascinating watching him work

Osirus definitely didn’t want to have to make a Containment Field. Those took a lot of power and were extremely difficult to move around. It might be marginally easier in Galar, since he could tap into the Power Spots, but that would severely limit where they could go to.

“Your body is still wet so to speak. It can maintain itself in a dry world, but that really just makes the distortions worse since they’re not meant to exist here. You’re creating a wet field, but a corrupted one…which if spread far enough would slowly tear apart this world. I’m going to replace it with a safe one….sent where?”

The question came as he stepped right up to the edge of the glitches. A final set of checking the data on his device to align the settings, before pulling out another one. A small metal ball that Synced up with the first device. After a few moments it started to hum and pulse with static energy. A warped field formed around the amphibian’s hand, and up his arm.

It allowed him to reach past the distortions slowly, and somewhat painfully as seen by the seething look on Osirus’s face. But, he managed to reach out to place it on the dragon’s head, where it latched on with small hooks underneath some of the scales. He quickly retracted his hand to stop the pain.

Though the idea of him slowly destroying the world just by existing in it wasn’t exactly pleasant, better to let this guy try and stabilize him to prevent any sort of disaster he figured

“So what you’re saying is, I’m going to need to spend some time hooked up to your device for it to work.” It seemed annoying at first, though then he realized he didn’t exactly have anywhere else to go. There were worse situations that he could’ve found himself in

“I believe I should see about making an advertisement for my shop. Maybe I’ll get to work on some really big projects this way if more pokemon end up learning about me.”

It was another day in the dragon realms, business as usual for most of the dragons spanning the different lands. Though in a section of the artisan lands known as dark hollow, a smaller dragon not native to the realms was trying to uncover answers of some kind

A dragon of black and green scales, running back and forth through the corridors of the hollow, pouring through the countless books on the cases, trying to find an cure of some kind. For his body was not right, a constant glitched distortion around it, a almost constant numb feeling and trouble spreading his wings and breathing fire, the dragon was suffering from a curse. One none of the dragons in hollow knew how to help him with.

Near the gate that lead into the hollow, the dragon spent countless hours, pouring through book after under the moonlight, searching for some answer to the curse that had fallen on him. Finishing another book, he would slump onto the grass in frustration

“This is hopeless.” He said to himself “I’ll never find a cure for this at the rate I’m going.” He set the book in the pile of with the others that he would need to return to the shelf, before taking out the next one and began to read through it

@refractment​

A loud explosion sounded outside, followed by a cry of, “Cerise, are you nuts? What were you thinking?!”

{I was thinking of trying to figure out what those magic orbs do. Y’know, the ones we confiscated off those ugly green dudes? What were they called, again? Guhnorcks or something?}

Nova brushed out his armor, sighing.

“Gnorcs, Cerise. And I wanted to analyze that orb… but I guess that won’t be happening anymore. So, uh, nice work.”

His heart racing a mile a minute, the dragon thought it might have been an attack from the Gnorcs. He made his way to the location of the explosion. Stopping upon seeing the figures

“Those certainly aren’t dragons, or gnorcs...” He thought to himself, They looked human, but how come they got to keep their human bodies and he didn’t? Question for later he decided, someone needed to see if they were alright

Commission for @a-glitched-dragon

The dragon looked up, surprised at what he was seeing. Never had he expected to see a Mewtwo for himself, let alone be in the presence of one. He gave the Mewtwo a respectful bow

Well, she knew now not to buy from the flea market.

The dragon looked up, surprised at what he was seeing. Never had he expected to see a Mewtwo for himself, let alone be in the presence of one. He gave the Mewtwo a respectful bow

Well, she knew now not to buy from the flea market.

Not only being an outsider, but a scientist as well…and one who always sought information, Osirus had ways of detecting when something was around that shouldn’t be. The Inteleon held a little device in his hand, which directed him to the source of an anomaly, something broke through from another world.

Quiet steps made their way through the forest, eyes always observing the area around him, ready to cloak himself if need be as he approached. Eventually he happened upon the dragon, definitely something that didn’t belong, he knew when something wasn’t a Pokemon.

The dragon didn’t really have an answer to the science lingo that the Inteleon was saying, the look on his face being that of confusion as mostly everything that was said just went right over his head. Though he did perk up a bit when he heard the talk of stabilization

“Yeah, sorry for that reaction. I feel really embarrassed for acting like that, thank you for not attacking me.” He said with a nervous laugh “To be honest, I didn’t even realize I entered another universe, though if this isn’t a, as you put it, digitally oriented one, then I guess that means what’s happening with my body isn’t as cured as easily as just finding my way back home then.”

He sighed after saying that “If I may ask though, what exactly are you? You look rather Reptilian, though even in the dragon realms I don’t believe I have seen a creature like you before.” He asked

He continued to work away at his device until it started letting out a gentle ping. The frill on top of his head twitched a bit. “I’m a non-offensive soldier, my primary purpose is information gathering in order to support my allies. I have the ability to fight, but my attacks are weak, I doubt they’d do much to you, even if they could get past the distortions.”

“Spontaneous Transposition is a common effect of anomalies like this, although crossing the barrier is…not as common. Perhaps it’s because this universe has alternate versions that are digitized, there’s a link that bridged the gap…” Osirus started mumbling again, making his way closer to the dragon.

“If you are from a digital universe, these are signs that your data is corrupted. As such, there’s a good chance that your home is too…someone would have to fix your program in order to cure you, and the difficulty of it depends on how much corruption there is…we’d have to talk to the Professor about that.”

“So, if I’m not in a digital world right now though, how do you think my is still being glitched and distorted like it is even outside of it? My body even in that world was like this ever since I got sent there...” He said, trailing off a bit with concern.