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Follow the story of a mysterious Smeargle as they try to find their purpose in this world. This blog will mostly be plot driven with headcanons of the mythos in the Pokemon world told through [redacted].
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(@thelotuslava) Chrysaor@Smeargle: The red Quilava looked around curiously, "If this place is dangerous, how come you're here?" They blinked and then suddenly perked up, "Oh! Wait, have you uh- what's the word...have you recieved a blessing to stay here protected?"
The Smeargle regarded them closely, something within themself felt they might understand and respect the role they had….
“Some would call it a blessing, I suppose,” they admitted before motioning for the Quilava to follow them inside the ruins. The pathway was dark, barely illuminated by the outside and two ominous candles at an altar.
[ @ask-theguard ] ??? the Smeargle recognizes the high stature associated with the Lady of the Moon and bows to them in greeting. "If I may be so bold, may I inquire as to how you obtained your title? I am sadly unfamiliar with your tale in my lands," they request.
"Ah," Uya tilts her head in thought, "I suppose I could say it is, in short, because the people who gave me that title said I came from the moon. However, I think that is something which might warrant further explanation. Come, have a seat, I will pour you some tea while I talk. I shall make effort to be brief, but thousands of years of history is not so easily explained in a mere handful of words."
Uya gestures to the available seats and swiftly pours a cup of tea for both of them- and refills Tzu's now empty cup when he raises it up to her.
"Where to begin..."
The Smeargle sips carefully, listening closely to the tale and recognizing familiar notes of emotions they, themself, have felt in the past. A small smile and a nod as they set down their cup.
"Thank you for sharing your tale. While it is not one of noble bravery or other such feats, I understand. I hope the job bestowed upon you is not too oppressing."
(@thelotuslava) Chrysaor@Smeargle: The red Quilava looked around curiously, "If this place is dangerous, how come you're here?" They blinked and then suddenly perked up, "Oh! Wait, have you uh- what's the word...have you recieved a blessing to stay here protected?"
The Smeargle regarded them closely, something within themself felt they might understand and respect the role they had….
“Some would call it a blessing, I suppose,” they admitted before motioning for the Quilava to follow them inside the ruins. The pathway was dark, barely illuminated by the outside and two ominous candles at an altar.
Happy Pride Month from ??? and Mun.
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Sneek preview to the next ask that also unlocks some lore.
* @ask-the-royal-absol Hope approaches, looking around at the number of unown here. She looks down at the smeargle.*
Hope: You've got a lot of unown floating around here. Far more than I've ever seen in one place before. I'm aware they have a connection with gods and the like. Are they your friends or something? Or is it simply a coincidence they've chosen you or this place to hang around?
“S̶͍̦̖̾̄̈́͠͠͠ú̶̘p̷̫̦̻̦͙̓̐́͗,” Unown(B) greeted.
"Most have been here long before I arrived," the Smeargle explained.
"Though, some of these Unown followed me from my previous home. Not sure why... but I would consider them 'colleagues' more than 'friends'," they shrugged as they pondered the question further.
"As for why they congregate here... well, I don't know your personal beliefs, but these are hallowed grounds for followers of Almighty Si-," they paused a moment. "Almighty Arceus. It is my duty to look over these grounds. Or... rather, the duty bestowed upon me."
"C̶̨̙̮̙̤̖͎̘̄̆͛͑͋̇́̈́̕ͅͅǔ̷̢̻̬̝̘̝̖̰͎̥̲̬̹͎́̊̊̑̓̈́̂͊̓̈̊̽́̀͝r̷͙̠͖̼͇͖̤̼̂̅͐̔̑̍s̸̡͈̫̦̤͔̞̘̳͍̍̈́̂͘ͅę̷͖̄̉͌̽̿̃̀̑͗̿͗͑͗͆̈́͝͠d̴͈̖̰͎̰̼͈̞̭̥͔̅̈̍̈́̔̽̉̀̽̃ ̷̗̃̍̓́̈́̈̔̍̑́͊̇͛͝t̶̡͈̲̰̳̹̄͛̊́̉̒͗͘͘ͅȯ̷̧̝̱̜̮͕͐̉̔̆̇́̅̄ ̶̦̲̤̞̥̇̊͆̾̈́̔͊́̌͆̉͘͝b̷̪̪̫͖̓́e̶̡̨̥͓͚͔̗̝̱̋́̀́̾͂̌̍̚ͅ ̶̢̡̣͉̰͇̙̜͈̼̗̬̀̌̑͊̈́̈́̌̏̊̾͘͠a̸̩̖̫̙͓͖̤̰͉̻̠͖̳̒͋̈́̈́͋͗̇̾͘͝ͅň̶̢̡͙̺͎̭̱͉̻͓͉̳̖̣̝̰̟̈́̑͑͊̀̀͂̆̈́͠͝ ̶̢̨͖͕̦̠̯̖̮̳̩̯̜̈́͐̄̏͠ͅą̷̛̗̯̝͚̇́̌̓͐͂̒́̚͝r̷͓̈́̅̌m̷̳̤̬̞̖̱̬̞̈̿̓̅̂ ̸̢̜̜̮͕͕̖̬͈̗̫͚̫̥̉̊̑͗̀̇̓̚͜͠͠o̸̧̡̡̗̱̞̩̣͖̜̩̝̩̥͓̐́͌̑ͅf̵̧͔̪̺̘̰̠̯̻̮̦̘͖̬̗̌ ̵͖̳̫͈̻̰̠̺̖̖͙̬͕̍͗͊̅̈̽̂̑̾̈́́̔̀̀̕̕S̷̙̝͇͚̰̲͇̤̬̪̜̜͎͕̗̎̎̐̓̆͠ͅḯ̸̘̍̍̊̽͝n̴͖̦̆́̑̏̈́̑̂̈͆̿̂͆̕͠͝n̶̤̰̲̮̪̹̙̼͈͛̈́̀̄͋̈́̔̈́̋̈́̎̃̓̉̕͜ǫ̵̨̨̠̲͓͎̠̠̹͙̮̳̩̆͋̽͂̈́́͠͠͠ḩ̵̖̗̤̜̺͕̰̜̑̈́̏͗̿̽̃̈́͋̔̅͆̌͑̈́̚͜͝ͅ ̶̛̦̝͔͎̠̥̞̬͚̜̜͖͕͉̿̒̎̽͂̄͒͘ḷ̷̮̜̼̰̥͇͒̊̈̃̽̎̑i̷̦̫̾̄̏̿̉̌̃͊ḳ̷̨̛͍͓̩̳͗̄̂̎̑̊́́̃̀́̚e̶̺̦̬̜̫̰̥̓̐̆̆̈́̇̆͘͜ ̸̢̧̝͈̗̲̪̘̘͈̿̋͆͝u̸̦̳͍̙̥̹͒̍́͊̿̃͊̕͘s̷̭̬̭̼͓͑͑̽̿̋͋̔́͑̑̒̕̚̕," Unown(B) states cryptically.
Unown had always fascinated Hope. They were beings with a connection with the gods but they were always rather cryptic with how they were connected. She also hardly ever saw them. With the pokemon being found in Whinsain, it wasn't a journey she could easily take with her busy schedule. She realistically couldn't justify taking a trip there to ask them about their role.
Colleagues? Huh. The blaziken wondered how much work the unown put into these grounds. Considering most had been around before the arrival of the smeargle, what specially was drawing them to this particular location? And the mention of a previous home made her curious as to why this smeargle left. It was all so fascinating.
"The responsibility was bestowed upon you? It must be a lot of work to look over these grounds. I can appreciate that. If this area is important, is there anything I need to do to show respect? I wouldn't want to tread in a holy area and not show it the respect it deserves."
The Smeargle tilted their head slightly as the Blaziken inquired about paying respects.
"It.. has been quite awhile since anyone has asked..." they seemed to be in a bit of disbelief. "Those in the past would leave goods; fruits or vegetables harvested, handmade foodstuffs, and the like they believed would appease Lord Arceus. If they were lucky, Lord Arceus would bestow a blessing to them."
They glanced down the darkened hallway of the ruins behind them.
"...I believe respecting the grounds is more than enough today. Far more than the 'Researchers' that have been causing a racket these days."
“Y̷o̶u̷ ̴n̶e̵e̵d̶ ̶f̴r̷i̶e̴n̸d̶s̵,” the Unown(X) stated.
The Smeargle looked up at the Unown(X) with a snarl.
“I̴͔̣̹͖̬̥̲̮͒̽̊͋̈́̍́͛̊̾̚ ̴͎̰̭̮͖͕͈̟͇̈́̍͆ã̴̞̖͍̰̫̝̬̥͇̪̱̍̒͗̈́͜͝m̵̨͍̹̞̣͍̝̞̯͇̮͋ ̶̢̻̺̙͔̬̟̥́̋̾̀̌̌́̉̃̂̐̍͜p̵̢͈̻̹̱̠͍͙͑̓͊̾̍͌͂͋̈͗͂̓̒̀̏ẽ̷̢̨͖̙̮͎̜͕̮̺̘͓́͊̓̔́͂͌̔̇͒̔̚͠r̴̫̫͌̂͠f̸̡̧̢̹̼̘̦͕̼̲̠̝̎̂̈́͝ͅͅe̴̗̰͎̪̖͎̠̎͜͜c̸̢̨̜͚̜͖̗͎͚̝̭̞͎̳͇̭̝̊̓̄̀͝ţ̷̧̪͚͍̙͓̗̮͐͗̿̄̀̂̈́̉͌̀̅͜͝l̵̢͈̳͙̙̯͇̱͉̩̹̩͗̀̎͋̈ͅy̴̼̪̺̻̦̝͚͋͐͒̆̃͐̉̆͠ ̴͈̮͉̙̮̓͐͐̄͒̀̃F̶̢̮̝̤͚͉͉̙͉͎͌͋̋̆̉̎̎̀̐̈́̕͜ͅI̴̧̡̭̘̭͕͔͕̜̠̽̄̑́̈́̑͛̅̚͜N̸̡̢̞͎̦̲͍͎̝̾̓̇̅̀̍́̉̆̾̈́̾̍̀̇̇Ë̸̛̥̬̯̭͉͎̪̪̭͇̘̑̂̈́͐̀͋̓̀̈́̉ͅ!̴͓͉̗̭̘̳͑̏̑ͅ” they growled back, baring their teeth.
The Unown(X) seemed unfazed by the displayed aggression.
“Y̴̨̬͇̯̣̟̳͓͇̓̀̈́ơ̸͉̊͐͑̃̑͂̐̎̔̕͝ů̵͔̯ ̴̻̲̋͛́̽͐̐̈́̑͆̍̓̈́̕ş̷̧̛̫͉̞̰̩̅͌́͑͐̌̍̒̚ͅu̷̢̧̢̹̰̹̳̘͎͙͈̭͈͕̅̕͘͜͝ͅŕ̸̢͖̮̟̬̱̤̯͇̯́́̊́̊͘̚͝͠ę̸̛̠͇̟̥͉̯̺̜̪̌̽̾̈́͊̀͌̔̾?̵̧͔̣̠͕̞͕̖͕̬̭̤̘͉̺̈́̐̈́͆̄̇͐̀̌̀” the Unown(X) asks as they float closer, prompting the Smeargle to look away.
It would appear that ??? is wondering why friends are so important.
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cobalion, for the munday ask game !
Send me a legendary...
Cobalion, one of the Swords of Justice, is a powerful being that gained the title of "Legend" during an age of strife in Unova. When the original dragon split into Reshiram, Zekrom, and Kyurem; it was the Swords of Justice that fought to keep order while the humans fought for their Ideals and Truth. When the humans' bickering settled, it was Cobalion and his team who reminded the leaders what destruction their fight had brought upon their lands.
Since those dark days of strife, Cobalion can be seen guarding over the eastern part of Unova. Some say it ensures that Kyurem remains asleep in its icy cavern.
Happy munday! Hope it's a good one! I'll send blacephalon since that's my favourite ultra beast.
Send me a legendary...
Blacephalon is quite the jester. Estranged from its homeland, it finds itself seeking areas of high excitement and merry-making. Areas with frequent festivals may find one or two joining in the festivities or have tagged along with traveling troupes to utilize their natural skills to make attractions more appealing.
However, ones that have grown bored of this universe may end up getting into mischief. If they get into too much trouble, the Guardians of Starlight may hunt them down. Not many know what happens when they are caught, though the Tapus claim they are sent home.
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Send me a legendary Pokemon and I'll tell you what they're like in this blog's universe!
* @ask-the-royal-absol Hope approaches, looking around at the number of unown here. She looks down at the smeargle.*
Hope: You've got a lot of unown floating around here. Far more than I've ever seen in one place before. I'm aware they have a connection with gods and the like. Are they your friends or something? Or is it simply a coincidence they've chosen you or this place to hang around?
“S̶͍̦̖̾̄̈́͠͠͠ú̶̘p̷̫̦̻̦͙̓̐́͗,” Unown(B) greeted.
"Most have been here long before I arrived," the Smeargle explained.
"Though, some of these Unown followed me from my previous home. Not sure why... but I would consider them 'colleagues' more than 'friends'," they shrugged as they pondered the question further.
"As for why they congregate here... well, I don't know your personal beliefs, but these are hallowed grounds for followers of Almighty Si-," they paused a moment. "Almighty Arceus. It is my duty to look over these grounds. Or... rather, the duty bestowed upon me."
"C̶̨̙̮̙̤̖͎̘̄̆͛͑͋̇́̈́̕ͅͅǔ̷̢̻̬̝̘̝̖̰͎̥̲̬̹͎́̊̊̑̓̈́̂͊̓̈̊̽́̀͝r̷͙̠͖̼͇͖̤̼̂̅͐̔̑̍s̸̡͈̫̦̤͔̞̘̳͍̍̈́̂͘ͅę̷͖̄̉͌̽̿̃̀̑͗̿͗͑͗͆̈́͝͠d̴͈̖̰͎̰̼͈̞̭̥͔̅̈̍̈́̔̽̉̀̽̃ ̷̗̃̍̓́̈́̈̔̍̑́͊̇͛͝t̶̡͈̲̰̳̹̄͛̊́̉̒͗͘͘ͅȯ̷̧̝̱̜̮͕͐̉̔̆̇́̅̄ ̶̦̲̤̞̥̇̊͆̾̈́̔͊́̌͆̉͘͝b̷̪̪̫͖̓́e̶̡̨̥͓͚͔̗̝̱̋́̀́̾͂̌̍̚ͅ ̶̢̡̣͉̰͇̙̜͈̼̗̬̀̌̑͊̈́̈́̌̏̊̾͘͠a̸̩̖̫̙͓͖̤̰͉̻̠͖̳̒͋̈́̈́͋͗̇̾͘͝ͅň̶̢̡͙̺͎̭̱͉̻͓͉̳̖̣̝̰̟̈́̑͑͊̀̀͂̆̈́͠͝ ̶̢̨͖͕̦̠̯̖̮̳̩̯̜̈́͐̄̏͠ͅą̷̛̗̯̝͚̇́̌̓͐͂̒́̚͝r̷͓̈́̅̌m̷̳̤̬̞̖̱̬̞̈̿̓̅̂ ̸̢̜̜̮͕͕̖̬͈̗̫͚̫̥̉̊̑͗̀̇̓̚͜͠͠o̸̧̡̡̗̱̞̩̣͖̜̩̝̩̥͓̐́͌̑ͅf̵̧͔̪̺̘̰̠̯̻̮̦̘͖̬̗̌ ̵͖̳̫͈̻̰̠̺̖̖͙̬͕̍͗͊̅̈̽̂̑̾̈́́̔̀̀̕̕S̷̙̝͇͚̰̲͇̤̬̪̜̜͎͕̗̎̎̐̓̆͠ͅḯ̸̘̍̍̊̽͝n̴͖̦̆́̑̏̈́̑̂̈͆̿̂͆̕͠͝n̶̤̰̲̮̪̹̙̼͈͛̈́̀̄͋̈́̔̈́̋̈́̎̃̓̉̕͜ǫ̵̨̨̠̲͓͎̠̠̹͙̮̳̩̆͋̽͂̈́́͠͠͠ḩ̵̖̗̤̜̺͕̰̜̑̈́̏͗̿̽̃̈́͋̔̅͆̌͑̈́̚͜͝ͅ ̶̛̦̝͔͎̠̥̞̬͚̜̜͖͕͉̿̒̎̽͂̄͒͘ḷ̷̮̜̼̰̥͇͒̊̈̃̽̎̑i̷̦̫̾̄̏̿̉̌̃͊ḳ̷̨̛͍͓̩̳͗̄̂̎̑̊́́̃̀́̚e̶̺̦̬̜̫̰̥̓̐̆̆̈́̇̆͘͜ ̸̢̧̝͈̗̲̪̘̘͈̿̋͆͝u̸̦̳͍̙̥̹͒̍́͊̿̃͊̕͘s̷̭̬̭̼͓͑͑̽̿̋͋̔́͑̑̒̕̚̕," Unown(B) states cryptically.
Unown had always fascinated Hope. They were beings with a connection with the gods but they were always rather cryptic with how they were connected. She also hardly ever saw them. With the pokemon being found in Whinsain, it wasn't a journey she could easily take with her busy schedule. She realistically couldn't justify taking a trip there to ask them about their role.
Colleagues? Huh. The blaziken wondered how much work the unown put into these grounds. Considering most had been around before the arrival of the smeargle, what specially was drawing them to this particular location? And the mention of a previous home made her curious as to why this smeargle left. It was all so fascinating.
"The responsibility was bestowed upon you? It must be a lot of work to look over these grounds. I can appreciate that. If this area is important, is there anything I need to do to show respect? I wouldn't want to tread in a holy area and not show it the respect it deserves."
The Smeargle tilted their head slightly as the Blaziken inquired about paying respects.
"It.. has been quite awhile since anyone has asked..." they seemed to be in a bit of disbelief. "Those in the past would leave goods; fruits or vegetables harvested, handmade foodstuffs, and the like they believed would appease Lord Arceus. If they were lucky, Lord Arceus would bestow a blessing to them."
They glanced down the darkened hallway of the ruins behind them.
"...I believe respecting the grounds is more than enough today. Far more than the 'Researchers' that have been causing a racket these days."
* @ask-the-royal-absol Hope approaches, looking around at the number of unown here. She looks down at the smeargle.*
Hope: You've got a lot of unown floating around here. Far more than I've ever seen in one place before. I'm aware they have a connection with gods and the like. Are they your friends or something? Or is it simply a coincidence they've chosen you or this place to hang around?
“S̶͍̦̖̾̄̈́͠͠͠ú̶̘p̷̫̦̻̦͙̓̐́͗,” Unown(B) greeted.
"Most have been here long before I arrived," the Smeargle explained.
"Though, some of these Unown followed me from my previous home. Not sure why... but I would consider them 'colleagues' more than 'friends'," they shrugged as they pondered the question further.
"As for why they congregate here... well, I don't know your personal beliefs, but these are hallowed grounds for followers of Almighty Si-," they paused a moment. "Almighty Arceus. It is my duty to look over these grounds. Or... rather, the duty bestowed upon me."
"C̶̨̙̮̙̤̖͎̘̄̆͛͑͋̇́̈́̕ͅͅǔ̷̢̻̬̝̘̝̖̰͎̥̲̬̹͎́̊̊̑̓̈́̂͊̓̈̊̽́̀͝r̷͙̠͖̼͇͖̤̼̂̅͐̔̑̍s̸̡͈̫̦̤͔̞̘̳͍̍̈́̂͘ͅę̷͖̄̉͌̽̿̃̀̑͗̿͗͑͗͆̈́͝͠d̴͈̖̰͎̰̼͈̞̭̥͔̅̈̍̈́̔̽̉̀̽̃ ̷̗̃̍̓́̈́̈̔̍̑́͊̇͛͝t̶̡͈̲̰̳̹̄͛̊́̉̒͗͘͘ͅȯ̷̧̝̱̜̮͕͐̉̔̆̇́̅̄ ̶̦̲̤̞̥̇̊͆̾̈́̔͊́̌͆̉͘͝b̷̪̪̫͖̓́e̶̡̨̥͓͚͔̗̝̱̋́̀́̾͂̌̍̚ͅ ̶̢̡̣͉̰͇̙̜͈̼̗̬̀̌̑͊̈́̈́̌̏̊̾͘͠a̸̩̖̫̙͓͖̤̰͉̻̠͖̳̒͋̈́̈́͋͗̇̾͘͝ͅň̶̢̡͙̺͎̭̱͉̻͓͉̳̖̣̝̰̟̈́̑͑͊̀̀͂̆̈́͠͝ ̶̢̨͖͕̦̠̯̖̮̳̩̯̜̈́͐̄̏͠ͅą̷̛̗̯̝͚̇́̌̓͐͂̒́̚͝r̷͓̈́̅̌m̷̳̤̬̞̖̱̬̞̈̿̓̅̂ ̸̢̜̜̮͕͕̖̬͈̗̫͚̫̥̉̊̑͗̀̇̓̚͜͠͠o̸̧̡̡̗̱̞̩̣͖̜̩̝̩̥͓̐́͌̑ͅf̵̧͔̪̺̘̰̠̯̻̮̦̘͖̬̗̌ ̵͖̳̫͈̻̰̠̺̖̖͙̬͕̍͗͊̅̈̽̂̑̾̈́́̔̀̀̕̕S̷̙̝͇͚̰̲͇̤̬̪̜̜͎͕̗̎̎̐̓̆͠ͅḯ̸̘̍̍̊̽͝n̴͖̦̆́̑̏̈́̑̂̈͆̿̂͆̕͠͝n̶̤̰̲̮̪̹̙̼͈͛̈́̀̄͋̈́̔̈́̋̈́̎̃̓̉̕͜ǫ̵̨̨̠̲͓͎̠̠̹͙̮̳̩̆͋̽͂̈́́͠͠͠ḩ̵̖̗̤̜̺͕̰̜̑̈́̏͗̿̽̃̈́͋̔̅͆̌͑̈́̚͜͝ͅ ̶̛̦̝͔͎̠̥̞̬͚̜̜͖͕͉̿̒̎̽͂̄͒͘ḷ̷̮̜̼̰̥͇͒̊̈̃̽̎̑i̷̦̫̾̄̏̿̉̌̃͊ḳ̷̨̛͍͓̩̳͗̄̂̎̑̊́́̃̀́̚e̶̺̦̬̜̫̰̥̓̐̆̆̈́̇̆͘͜ ̸̢̧̝͈̗̲̪̘̘͈̿̋͆͝u̸̦̳͍̙̥̹͒̍́͊̿̃͊̕͘s̷̭̬̭̼͓͑͑̽̿̋͋̔́͑̑̒̕̚̕," Unown(B) states cryptically.
[ @ask-theguard ] ??? the Smeargle: The light is blinding in this space and something tells them they should not look directly at the being that is speaking. With their head tipped low to let the 'hat' avert their eyes, they ask with a nervous tone, "Wh-what preparations are being made?"
"Thou inquires about the preparations...
... I understand.
In due time, a story shall begin...
A story about many an unfortunate soul... A story of futility, of hope...
... And the rest, thou shall learn with thine own eyes..."
Hearing their voice, Smeargle lowered their head further in reverence as they tried to keep themselves from shaking.
'This is not them...' they had to remind themselves.
"So it shall be," they say with a bow.
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* @ask-the-royal-absol Hope approaches, looking around at the number of unown here. She looks down at the smeargle.*
Hope: You've got a lot of unown floating around here. Far more than I've ever seen in one place before. I'm aware they have a connection with gods and the like. Are they your friends or something? Or is it simply a coincidence they've chosen you or this place to hang around?
“S̶͍̦̖̾̄̈́͠͠͠ú̶̘p̷̫̦̻̦͙̓̐́͗,” Unown(B) greeted.
"Most have been here long before I arrived," the Smeargle explained.
"Though, some of these Unown followed me from my previous home. Not sure why... but I would consider them 'colleagues' more than 'friends'," they shrugged as they pondered the question further.
"As for why they congregate here... well, I don't know your personal beliefs, but these are hallowed grounds for followers of Almighty Si-," they paused a moment. "Almighty Arceus. It is my duty to look over these grounds. Or... rather, the duty bestowed upon me."
"C̶̨̙̮̙̤̖͎̘̄̆͛͑͋̇́̈́̕ͅͅǔ̷̢̻̬̝̘̝̖̰͎̥̲̬̹͎́̊̊̑̓̈́̂͊̓̈̊̽́̀͝r̷͙̠͖̼͇͖̤̼̂̅͐̔̑̍s̸̡͈̫̦̤͔̞̘̳͍̍̈́̂͘ͅę̷͖̄̉͌̽̿̃̀̑͗̿͗͑͗͆̈́͝͠d̴͈̖̰͎̰̼͈̞̭̥͔̅̈̍̈́̔̽̉̀̽̃ ̷̗̃̍̓́̈́̈̔̍̑́͊̇͛͝t̶̡͈̲̰̳̹̄͛̊́̉̒͗͘͘ͅȯ̷̧̝̱̜̮͕͐̉̔̆̇́̅̄ ̶̦̲̤̞̥̇̊͆̾̈́̔͊́̌͆̉͘͝b̷̪̪̫͖̓́e̶̡̨̥͓͚͔̗̝̱̋́̀́̾͂̌̍̚ͅ ̶̢̡̣͉̰͇̙̜͈̼̗̬̀̌̑͊̈́̈́̌̏̊̾͘͠a̸̩̖̫̙͓͖̤̰͉̻̠͖̳̒͋̈́̈́͋͗̇̾͘͝ͅň̶̢̡͙̺͎̭̱͉̻͓͉̳̖̣̝̰̟̈́̑͑͊̀̀͂̆̈́͠͝ ̶̢̨͖͕̦̠̯̖̮̳̩̯̜̈́͐̄̏͠ͅą̷̛̗̯̝͚̇́̌̓͐͂̒́̚͝r̷͓̈́̅̌m̷̳̤̬̞̖̱̬̞̈̿̓̅̂ ̸̢̜̜̮͕͕̖̬͈̗̫͚̫̥̉̊̑͗̀̇̓̚͜͠͠o̸̧̡̡̗̱̞̩̣͖̜̩̝̩̥͓̐́͌̑ͅf̵̧͔̪̺̘̰̠̯̻̮̦̘͖̬̗̌ ̵͖̳̫͈̻̰̠̺̖̖͙̬͕̍͗͊̅̈̽̂̑̾̈́́̔̀̀̕̕S̷̙̝͇͚̰̲͇̤̬̪̜̜͎͕̗̎̎̐̓̆͠ͅḯ̸̘̍̍̊̽͝n̴͖̦̆́̑̏̈́̑̂̈͆̿̂͆̕͠͝n̶̤̰̲̮̪̹̙̼͈͛̈́̀̄͋̈́̔̈́̋̈́̎̃̓̉̕͜ǫ̵̨̨̠̲͓͎̠̠̹͙̮̳̩̆͋̽͂̈́́͠͠͠ḩ̵̖̗̤̜̺͕̰̜̑̈́̏͗̿̽̃̈́͋̔̅͆̌͑̈́̚͜͝ͅ ̶̛̦̝͔͎̠̥̞̬͚̜̜͖͕͉̿̒̎̽͂̄͒͘ḷ̷̮̜̼̰̥͇͒̊̈̃̽̎̑i̷̦̫̾̄̏̿̉̌̃͊ḳ̷̨̛͍͓̩̳͗̄̂̎̑̊́́̃̀́̚e̶̺̦̬̜̫̰̥̓̐̆̆̈́̇̆͘͜ ̸̢̧̝͈̗̲̪̘̘͈̿̋͆͝u̸̦̳͍̙̥̹͒̍́͊̿̃͊̕͘s̷̭̬̭̼͓͑͑̽̿̋͋̔́͑̑̒̕̚̕," Unown(B) states cryptically.
