lopunny is a fighting type to me

warning: i'm wordy. you don't have to read this whole thing, but i'd appreciate it if you at least skimmed the bold parts!

i've been meaning to update this blog with a fancified account for a hot minute since i got a (frankly surprising) amount of followers from this post--originally, when i started pokeblogging, i was mainly just intending to interact with my friends and they more or less know what i'm about. i think that, since i'm planning on kicking this blog back to life with an event, it's fair that everyone have some basic information about me, what i will and won't interact with, and my character.

for me: hi, i'm eve. i'm also an adult (21) who uses any pronouns, like my character, but that's where a lot of our similarities end, lol. as i'll elaborate on a bit later, this blog is sfw and i don't care if minors follow/interact, but i want this info out there so people can set boundaries as they feel they need to. i'm not excessively familiar with pokeblogging but i've been roleplaying on and off in various places for a long time! i'm wordy and i can be a bit blunt but i promise i'm friendly and would love to rp or talk :3

general boundary-setting:

like aforementioned, anything to be posted on this blog is sfw. for clarifying purposes, this refers to sexual content exclusively, and not necessarily violent content. any interactions of explicit natures will be ignored, and i would rather not extensively interact with any predominantly nsfw blogs; i'm happy to write with sfw sideblogs though! i want this blog to be safe for all ages; generally, i aim to maintain a pg-13 rating, so (for other adult muses only, please) mildly suggestive flirting that fits within that rating is fine!

i'm not familiar with all of the pokeblogging terms, but as a general rule of thumb, i'll interact with any kind of rp blog. canon protagonists, oc protagonists, fallers, sapient pokemon, it's all cool with me. however, i'd rather not interact extensively with any non-rp blogs, because...

i do my best to keep ic and ooc interactions purely separate. i am not generally comfortable interacting ic to ooc, ooc to ic, which means i politely ask you not to reblog my posts (with additions) on non-rp blogs because i will ignore them. asks from non-rp blogs are fine on or off anon as long as they aren't intended to be long-form interactions. i just need it abundantly clear that i am not my character and my character is not me.

about the character:

all of this information below is ooc and most muses have no way to know it. there will be hints for attentive muses but please don't pull anything revealing on him without letting me, the mun know beforehand.

a is an oc protagonist for legends arceus. he is alive in a day close to the present, primarily hanging around in paldea. he looks like a particularly haggard thirty-something, and that's the age range he claims, but he has lived for over a century. he has protagonist-level knowledge of the base game canon and will interact with legends arceus characters with that knowledge in mind. also, warning for a canon-typical complicated relationship with arceus/god figures in general.

a is not his real name. i would say she wouldn't give out her real name, except an attentive muse might notice this blog's connection to @snowpointmailguy at some point. the connection is that they're the same person, from two different points on the timeline. snowpointmailguy is drew pre-hisui timejump, lopunnears is drew many years post-hisui timejump.

various heavy content warnings may apply; i will tag to the best of my ability but feel free to ask if something is showing up frequently that i'm not tagging. if i start any major arc that will have frequent sensitive material, i'll make an announcement post warning for it!

"I just want you to tell me anything about who you are," Vivi managed to get through a mouthful of sandwich, though she at least had the decency to cover her mouth when she talked before she finished chewing. A hadn't touched their sandwich, and instead sat at the table with face in tented hands.

"I told you plenty," A insists "I told you that you can call me A, that I tell everyone to call me that, that I'm searching for something, that I have battle skills that rival champions, that I'm using those skills to protect both human and pokemonkind, and that you should stop trying to unearth the Treasures of Ruin because you're getting in the way of doing that." They don't move even once

Vivi swallows heavy, wincing in pain as too much sandwich goes down at once. "One of those is more about me than you, and none of that is real information. You won't—"

"Can't," A interrupts.

"Won't," Vivi insists, "give me any details. You won't even tell me how old you are or how long you've been 'searching for something,' or why you specifically are so adamant about warding me off the Treasures entirely, or what kind of danger every single living thing is apparently in!"

A takes a deep breath, deep enough to see his shoulders rise, and then fall, as Vivi stares him down. "I am asking you," they sigh, "to trust me."

"I want to—but you haven't given me a reason to!"

"Then you can give me my shit back and leave me—and the Treasures of Ruin, don't forget that—alone."

"No. I'm going to tell the League if you can't prove you're not dangerous," Vivi huffs. "You're carrying around weapons, including a gun, and a bunch of other weird stuff I don't understand. You tell everyone to call you A but you made sure to tell me that it isn't actually your name, and you don't have a trainer card, or a new phone."

"You're not going to tell them anything. You're going after Pokemon that could split the region into pieces, do you honestly think they would take your opinion seriously—"

"Who's gonna tell them, huh? You?"

A doubled back. "Kid, you don't know what you're getting into. I'm not a danger. I only work for good. And I hate liars. I need you to believe me or you're going to find yourself in way over your head, your life is going to be at risk, and so are your friends."

That made Vivi pause. "Are you…Threatening me?"

"No!" A slammed their face into their hands. "I'd give up everything before I hurt a child."

"I'm fourteen. I'm not a kid."

"Yeah, sure, whatever."

"I'm serious."

"Well, so am I. And you don't seem to take me seriously. Listen," they muttered. "I'm not going to hurt you. So you can do what you want. But I want you to trust me—I need you to trust me. You're already brushing up against things you can barely understand. Can I just be another one of those things? Can I just be like your mythical Pokemon?"

"Well, I want to study those. So that would just make me want to know about you more."

"You can know when the myth is over."

"…Promise?" her voice lilted.

A hesitated. Vivi leaned over the table, then climbed onto it, coming far too close into A's personal space.

"Promise me you'll tell me when you're done."

"I don't—I…" They pull their hood down. They said they would. As if they'd made a huge mistake. "Okay. I'll tell you when it's over, and when I'm sure you'll be safe. And I need you to promise you're not going to tell anyone about anything."

"Fine. Deal." She stuck her hand out.

"Don't need to shake on it. I trust you. I hate liars, so don't betray that trust."

"Can I keep posting on the blog? I'm really curious about everything—"

"…I don't even care at this point. Do whatever you want, kid. Thanks for paying for the sandwich. Now pack up and go to bed."