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The Death of Deoxys PT3/10
[intro] [pt1+rules] [pt2]
Deo watched helplessly from the ground-- restrained by Dioxys' psychic energy. His fingers scrapped against the floorboards hard enough for the wood to snap and tear. Why did they come here?! Deo just couldn't understand it, for he thought they knew better. He thought they would make it easy. He thought they would just let it happen.
Why.. do they keep coming here..? Deo's senses buzzed like static in his mind. There was another. A familiar psychic type teleported before him..
Dioxys tilted his head at Chai as she squirmed in his grasp. It was so.. unsightly.
"The truth is that he lies in a home every night that is not his. He dreams of another that is not his. He doesn't dream of you. Your friend, Deo..- He stays in a universe far from his because he ran away just like how he would have ran away from you, and he stays far away because everyone we knew together is dead. The best part? Everyone we knew is dead because of him and exclusively him."
"The truth is that we had a job to do, and he turned his back on all of us. Don't you undestand? Deo's sins are not something that can be washed away with a few jokes and games. He needs a comeuppance."
Dioxys, of course, sensed the newest intruder, but he figured that he could actually turn this into a beneficial lesson for Deo before his death. He could show Deo just how many people he drags down with him.
"Deo and I were supposed to save everyone. We were supposed to do that together."
"Instead, our entire planet is dead, and your friend, Deo, left me behind empty walls."
Deo's body surged with Quill's psychic energy. It was just enough to set the first lock in his Psychic Well open.
He had to snap out of this.
"Thank you, fr-," Deo stammered. With a gentle squeeze of Quill's hand, he signified the Gothitelle to help him to his feet, but he was in a haze.. Deo struggled-- only managing to get onto his knees. "Quill, you have to go," he mumbled, but it was too late.
Dioxys took notice. He had released Chai in favor of glaring towards Quill and Deo.
The psychic energy that bubbled at Dioxys' fingertip was smothering.
With a bead of energy released, an adage spoken, "Rites begin when the sun descends."
The explosion from the psychic bead started small with only the destruction of the western flank, but just as quickly as the energy released, it sank back into itself. A reverberation- a second explosion erupted large enough to blow the entire home away.
Smoke and ash fluttered under the touch of moonlight as Dioxys stood in the middle of his work. He watched as bits of wood and stone flew down from the night sky like rain, and he paid careful attention to the life signatures around him.
"Still alive?" Dioxys called into the night-- a rhetorical question. He knew that at the very last second.., Deo managed to shield his acquaintances from any lethal wounds.
With a sigh, Dioxys began to make his way towards Deo's buried body in the rubble.
"You never learn, do you?"
The Death of Deoxys PT2/10
[intro] [pt1+rules] [pt2] [pt3]
Deoxys barely sensed Xavier through his haze-- his mind too busy. Thoughts clouded him. "WhY diD yOu LiE tO Us?" It became second nature to him, of course. It was easier.
He felt a tug at his arm as his body was forcibly raised. Knuckles scraped against the ground, Deoxy attempted to find his footing. This was wrong.
They shouldn't be here.
Xavier huffed. They needed to leave, and they needed to leave now. "You ready?? We ain't stayin' here-- I can tell you that! Come'on, big man! We didn't come 'ere for nothin'!"
"..We?" The question was rhetorical. Deoxys sensed everything that transpired around him. His despair only grew in this moment.
This was all wrong.
They need to let him die.
They're only going to get hurt.
Then, just as Xavier had gotten Deoxys to his feet, Dioxys approached. It was too late.
"NO!" Screamed Deoxys, his hand flailed in the air. He touched nothing, for Xavier was gone. If he was in touch with his Psychic Well, he could have known what happened to the Dragon- where Xavier was sent. Unfortunately.., he was amiss, and Deoxys was none the wiser.
Deo rubbed the ground where Xavier just stood, and Dioxys loomed directly behind Deo. His glare downward with loathing.
Deoxys didn't even have a moment to mourn, for he realized he forgot about something. The mallet. Why did she have to come too?
A shadow in the dark-- a dark energy lunged forth. She thought she was hidden-- that the mallet was a clever disguise.
Silent steps across the ground, Chai attacked. This Invader needed to be taken down, and she had the perfect ambush.
Or, so she thought.
Just as Chai's feet left the air for her lunging attack, a firm grip throttled her. She could barely breath as she tried to stay conscious.
The ploy had failed. In fact, Dioxys had discovered the ambush before the two had even gotten close to the home. They had no chance, and neither did Deo. He attempted to help, and he attempted to save Chai.
However, Deo was held to the ground by Dioxys' sheer, immeasurable Psychic Well. How could he ever measure up? What could he do?
He tried, regardless, and he could do naught but struggle. Deo was stuck, and he could only watch Chai struggle to breath. He could only watch the consequences of his own actions.
"I had thought you the sense to stay in your disguise," Dioxys sneared, "But, you are akin to Deo. You are nothing. Useless." The Invader just sighed, disappointed.
"It is creatures like you that ruined Deo. Did you know that?" Dioxys started with a laugh. "I mean, this is.. This is incredible. How does this keep happening? How does Deo keep fooling people like you? How do you keep falling for it?" Chai was unable to respond, Dioxys' grip unrelenting on her throat. "You.. DO understand that you are fighting a battle with no purpose?"
"D'.. Stop.. Please," Deo barely muttered.
Dioxys ignored him. "You don't. Answering is unnecessary, don't worry. Every thought- every feeling in your body- I am aware of. You.. somehow like Deo? Hah. What a fool's errand.
Chai, that's your name, right? Listen, Chai, Deo enjoys the attention. He might even enjoy you on the occasion, but it is all empty. You're not his pick- You're not his one. You are not the one he falls asleep dreaming of. You are not the one he jumps to respond to. You are simply not the one who lingers in Deo's mind. That who lingers is one he will never have, for they will never want him. Pitiful, the both of you."
The Invader sighed once more, his gaze bored upon Chai. She just continued to struggle. So weak. "You think I am lying, don't you? Just to get in your head..-- just to hurt you? Everything I have spoken is the truth, and I will show you." Without another word, Dioxys transmitted all of Deoxys' feelings that he had just spoken of directly into Chai's mind.
"If you want to know the truth of Deo, I will tell you. I will reveal everything there is to Deo, and maybe then.. Maybe then, you will understand that this is the ending he deserves. He is a fake, he is empty, and he has left behind everyone that ever needed him. Deo is a miserable, little pile of secrets, and he has failed. It is over."
...Meanwhile...
...A creature stood at the front door...
Weed called out to no answer. Maybe Deoxys was asleep.. There was only one way to find out.
Weed entered the home.
[intro] [pt1+rules] [pt2] [pt3]
COMMUNITY EVENT
THE DEATH OF DEOXYS
Deoxys crumbled to the ground-- the strike so loud, so loathing that it shook the very foundations of the little home. Sprawled like a limp puppet, Deoxys had to come to terms that the day had finally arrived like he always dreaded. He couldn’t run anymore.
Dioxys stood above him, fists tightened so harshly that, had he normal skin, it would have torn from the sheer force. Despite the fact that Deo had answered correctly.. and truthfully.., the answer ended his calm demeanor. The rage he tried to let simmer bubbled out of him as his Psychic Well vibrated the ground around the duo. How dare Deoxys.
“It’s funny, don’t you think?” Dioxys started as he took several steps toward the prone virus, “If your friends were to stumble upon me.., they would think me a monster. Who would dare hurt the small alien? What wrong had he ever done? Deo only ever helped people, didn’t he?” Dioxys asked mockingly, “If our tale was read from any other perspective, you would be the monster. Not me.”
Above the prone alien, Dioxys raised his foot and brought it down with an impact that shattered the ground below Deoxys-- though his shell managed to hold together against the stomp. Dioxys scoffed. “Yet, you left me behind those empty walls.” The intruder twitched. His emotions came to the forefront.
With a step back, Dioxys issued a command:
Deoxys laid there in this puddle of nightmares. He deserved this. He didn’t fight back, and he accepted this. Deoxys knew it was the right thing to do.
Dioxys, however, was uncontent. The damage was superficial. He had hoped physically hurting Deo would have made him feel better, but it only caused him to get more upset. “Why, Deo? WHY?” The intruder screamed before landing a kick that sent the orange virus across the room.
With a crash through the wall, Deoxys crumpled into the next room over. He was so disorientated that he wasn’t even sure which room it was.
“I..,” Dioxys stepped into the new room, fists rested by his sides, “Why do you continue this? Why do you do this to me, Deo? You won’t let me rest-- you won’t let me exist. You haunt my nightmares, and you get to be happy? Make it make sense, Deo.” Deoxys glanced up, and he saw that the intruder stood above him with a gaze down. Deoxys looked away. “I don’t know what to say, D’.”
“No, you sure don’t,” Dioxys said with a sigh as he kneeled down into a squat, “Listen.., I think there’s only one way to truly go about this. After everything you’ve done.., you owe me this. Finish this for me. Destroy your own orb,” he said lowly, “Die, Deo. Do that for me.”
-
[ This is post 1 of 10. There is a secret condition that, when met, will save Deoxys. If the condition is not met by the end of these 10 posts, Deoxys will die, and askdeoxys will officially come to a close. ]
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A long way away from home, a virus returned to where it all laid bare.
It contemplated where it ended up- why. How it all came to be, and how it all ended up here. It wondered-- would it be the same like it always was?
Deoxys sat there, in his little home, with the worry overshadowing his journey from the past year: Could he live up to it?
What did that even mean? Were his feelings so veiled that even he was shrouded in vague musings? This wasn't sustainable-- it all had to come to a head eventually. A virus could only swirl their thoughts so many times within their mind before a conclusion would pierce through, regardless of if they wanted it to or not.
However, Deoxys' thoughts were cut short. Though Deoxys wanted to have yet another night of wallowing in self pity- it unbecoming of them-, they were not granted such a luxury this night.
The Psychic Well was distraught. A sensory overload-- something was here, and it was what Deoxys feared most. In the dark, Deoxys felt through his otherworldly senses.
Did his senses lie to him? Was he wrong? He whipped around in his chair, and he expected a certain sight.. However, there was nothing. He was without understanding of the sitauation.
Unfortunately, it would become apparent imminently what situation laid before Deoxys.. and why he was helpless against it.
Dioxys was here.
There was nowhere else to run.
There was nowhere else to go.
Dioxys was here, and his voice reverberated with the world as it spun.
It was as if time had stopped, and it was as if Deoxys was frozen in place. He dared not turn back. There was nothing to do but listen:
"I tried to stay away and grant you the luxury of deteriorating in your own wallow.. Yet, as I loom and observe.., I see that you, instead, are enjoying the fruits of budding friendships? Did you think I would simply turn and allow this?" Dioxys asked pointedly. It was even rhetorical, for Deoxys already knew the answer. Dioxys scoffed, "Yet, you still try to hide from me, Deo."
Still without a look back, Deoxys tried to step away. In his childish mind, he hoped he could simply walk away from the situation at hand. Maybe, in his some fantasy, he could ignore the conversation at hand to allow for him to continue living in bliss.
Unfortunately, Dioxys could read him, quite literally, like a book.
"Where do you think you are going? We have so much catching up to do, Deo," Dioxys' words impaled Deoxys in place, for Deo knew he could not refuse any command Dioxys gave him. It would simply pile on to the sins he could never pay back.
Deoxys turned to face the one individual he could never make amends with-- the one person Deoxys wished he could take the hurt away from. This was the one person Deoxys would do anything to reverse the damage done to them.
"Deo.... Do.. Do you understand why I'm here? Truly?"
A gentle hand laid atop Deoxys' shoulder, and he could do naught but stare at the ground. He could do naught but respond with silence: "..." He knew exactly why Dioxys was here, and he knew Dioxys could sense every last feeling in his core regardless of how strongly Deoxys tried to shield it.
"Deo, you tried to live-- to continue past sins unspoken and unpaid. You tried to begin several new lives, and you tried to form new connections with no ties to the past. You tried to run from everything you've done, and you've made sure not to hint to anyone who you really are. Did you think I could simply stand by.. and allow that?"
"..."
The hand squeezed his shoulder. "I let you suffer in the wake of your own destruction because it was befitting of you. Now that you are rising from it-- do you think I could allow that? Did you truly believe I would let you rise from your pity and find any resolve?"
"..."
The hand removed itself from Deoxys' shoulder. "Did you think I would allow you to hide from the truth?"
Deo tried his best to hide his feelings- his thoughts- but it was all laid bare before Dioxys. He could do nothing to shield himself from the stronger virus before him. Every single feeling or thought was consumed by the one before him. "..."
"Deo.. It would pain me to finish this chapter before making sure you know the truth.. You DO know the truth, don't you?" Dioxys asked genuinely. "You have no real friends-- no real loved ones. No one knows the true you because you refuse to let them know the true you. You run from anyone who tries, and you hide from any chance to bond. You fake an attempt or two- you attempt a conversation-, but at the end of the day, you are simply You. It matters not how hard an individual tries, because you are You. And, what you are.. is unloveable. You are nothing, deep down in your core. You are empty on the inside, and it shows to anyone who pays attention."
"..." Deo tried to ignore his own psychic insight, but it was impossible. Deo knew whether he wanted to or not. Whole heartedly and entirely genuine: Dioxys believed every single word he spoke. Deoxys knew that fact.
"You are just entertainment-- that is all. Your purpose is to give what you can never gain. Your only goal in life is what you can never attain. Is that not a nightmare, Deo? Is it not miserable to fawn over those who will never reciprocate? Those you like.. simply do not like you the way that you like them, and they can never like you the way you want them to. You won't let them know you well enough for that to be possible. Again, is that not a nightmare? Don't you just want it to come to an end? Isn't that what you've always wanted?"
"...No," a meek reply was given. Deoxys wanted more.., but did he even believe that?-- truly?
"Please do not try to lie to me, Deo. You know that I know all. You know there is nothing you can shield from me, and you know I tell the truth. You are a failure, and you have failed every person you have come across. You are no friend, and you are no loved one. You do not put in the work to call yourself a real friend. You are a coward who runs from what is real. You are just a simple fool in a grand court, and you are all but just a joke," Dioxys spoke with an ever growing, annoyed tone. He was impatient. He had waited so long for this, but he had to put this final chapter on a momentary hiatus to make sure that Deo knew the truth first. "Deo, you failed. You almost achieved something great- something honorable- something real and true.., but like all things you've tried, you've failed. Come to terms with that. There is no one left for you."
"I.." Deo hesitated. He tried to refute the claims-- he tried to fight back to Dioxys' pressure. But.., what if he was right? "D'-"
"No," Dioxys cut off, "You do not get to speak. You have not earned that right. In fact, the only right you have is what I decide to bestow upon you. Do you understand?"
"..."
Dioxys sighed with relief. "Good. Now, Deo, I will allow you to answer this question- and this one question alone-: Do you know what comes next?"
"..Yes."
"Good."
-
THIS MARKS THE END.
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THE DEATH OF DEOXYS.

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Deoxys lingered in his seat for his least favorite pastime..: people watching. He knew it bad for him, but he couldn't help it. If he couldn't have it himself, he could at least live vicariously through those who walked past him.
He watched the countless social encounters progress past him. It was, of course, his own fault that he didn't have what he watched. There were attempts from others-- there were moments where a spark formed-- where he may have had a chance for something deeper. But.., did he deserve it? That was always the problem. Every chance he had-- Deoxys let it slip..
..
However, his train of thought cut-- a presence descended upon him.. In his own paranoia, his orb sparked, and he dreaded the worst upon him.
..Huh?
The alien started at the mon before him. Was this.. a farce?- a prank of some kind? ..No, what a ridiculous question. Deoxys inherently knew the intent of those around him. He knew the words of the fruity man to be true..
Deoxys had only one response-- a response that was repeated over a dozen times.. at least. Fortunate for him, the friendly mon matched his energy:
And, like that, Deoxys tried again. Why not? He knew it would end all the same like it always had. It would end with Deoxys, full of fright, letting it slip by the wayside. It might as well have been written in stone.
Despite the future Deoxys was sure would come to fruition.., he allowed the mon to invite him out. What was the worst that could happen?
The two departed together, both parties unaware of the bond that would soon form..
Across the town, Marcin took Deoxys more places than he could count. Marcin was genuine, and he was true.
The night of fun turned into days which turned into weeks. Deoxys continued to come back to find his new friend, and he didn't know why. Why waste his time? It was destined to end as it always does: with Deoxys running away. ..Yet, Deoxys continuously returned. He desired more time with Marcin-- he desired to grow this friendship.
Why? It was a question he was unable to answer.
Maybe, this time.. Maybe he wouldn't run away.. Maybe he could allow himself the chance.
During yet another day where the two decided to meet- during a bright, sunny day- Deoxys knew he had to voice his feelings.
That bright, sunny day- as the pair walked- Deoxys couldn't help himself but let out what he was thinking, "I.. won't dump upon you my burdens, but I.. am not used to accepting such kidness. Usually, I would run from these kind of things.. or just flat out not show up. Yet, I find myself coming back- again and again."
"I just wanted to thank you, that is all. You are a very kind soul, Marcin, and I think this budding friendship has opened my face. And, I think.. I think I like this universe. I am going to stick around. At least, if you'll have me. Would that be okay? May I continue to visit you?"
If this friendship worked out, maybe his other ones would too.
Maybe, he thought, Maybe he should check on his other.. friends? Did he deserve to call them that? Maybe he should check on them as well.. Maybe they would be happy to see him.
[ @harmonia-university ]
"HAHA, NO, JK."
"AM I TO COMPROMISE WHO I AM JUST TO SATE OTHERS' EXPECTATIONS OF ME? AM I TO CHANGE MYSELF FOR THE SAKE OF AN INDIVIDUAL MAYBE LIKING ME MORE? AM I NOT ENOUGH AS MYSELF?"
"I WOULD BE LYING IF I SAID I HAVE NOT LOST A LOT OF FRIENDS BECAUSE OF MY INCAPABILITY TO CONFORM. I WISH I COULD SAY, 'SCREW THEM', BUT TRUTH BE TOLD..? I MISS THEM."
"BUT, ALL I CAN BE IS MYSELF. FOR BETTER OR FOR WORSE, BEING NOISY AND OBNOXIOUS IS WHO I AM. "
"MAYBE, IN ANOTHER WORLD, I WAS QUIETER. I WAS MORE UNDERSTANDING. I WAS MORE LIKABLE. WHO IS TO SAY, REALLY?"

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"EVERYONE IS DIFFERENT TOO. SO, IT'S LIKE.. MAYBE NONE OF THIS APPLIES TO HIM, BUT.. A LOT OF THOSE SORTS OF FEELINGS REVOLVE AROUND THE CONCEPT OF, 'WHAT IF THEY HATE ME,' OR, 'I DON'T DESERVE THIS/THEM/OR THAT.' YOU CAN'T JUST WALK UP TO HIM AND CHANGE THAT HE FEELS THAT WAY-- I'M SURE YOU KNOW." "SO, WHAT DO WE DO THEN? PROBLEMS LIKE THAT CAN ONLY BE OVERCOME WITH TIME, AND WHILE HE NEEDS TO BE THE ONE TO OVERCOME THAT HURDLE, IT HELPS TO BE IN THE STANDS TO HELP HIM ALONG. OR, EVEN BETTER, TO FEED HIM THE WATER BOTTLE. I LOVE METAPHORS." "IF YOU WANT HIM TO GET OUT OF HIS SHELL, YOU NEED TO PUT HIM IN SITUATIONS WHERE HE CAN START TO DISCOVER HIMSELF AND ENJOY HIMSELF, BUT YOU OR SOMEONE ELSE HAS TO BE THERE WITH HIM. THERE'S NO I IN TEAM, AND THERE'S STRENGTH IN NUMBERS. THERE'S SECURITY. THAT'S ALL IT IS, REALLY. IT TAKES A LONG TIME, BUT THE MORE EXPOSURE ONE GETS ALONG WITH A SUPPORTING COMPANY-- IT'LL COME WITH TIME. WITH TIME, HE MIGHT START TO FIGURE OUT THE CORE OF WHY HE FEELS LIKE THAT, AND HE MIGHT START TO REALIZE HE'S WRONG ABOUT THE WAY HE FEELS ABOUT HIMSELF. HE MIGHT EVEN START TO BE HAPPY TO GET RID OF THAT SHELL AND LET PEOPLE SEE HIM FOR WHO HE IS." "ALSO, DO YOU ANY MONEY FOR THOSE APPLES? I DO NOT HAVE MONEY."
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DEOXYS AND GARNETT?!?! (@garnett-and-friends)
Day+Night 5 for Reshi
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How did Deoxys manage to put Reshi to bed, you ask?