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𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐞. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞.
𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕦𝕨𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕟. A selective and indie Pokemon rp blog for Gordie from Pokemon Sword and Shield. Verses pending but open to interact with any fandom — written by Kreatchur || he/him || 20+ || Graphics made by @noxcave
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Holy shit-- Noodle likes him!! Damien carefully pets the Shuckle, sparkles in his eyes. This is neat.
"How long have you had him? You two seem really close."
Yes, Noodle did like him. More specifically, the attention he was giving. The Shuckle pushes into the outstretched hand and wiggles with glee. "A long time. He's my first pokemon." There were many memories made with Noodle and he was hoping to make many, many more. Noodle was an integral part of Gordie's team — it just couldn't function without the Shuckle. "He's, like, my best friend!"
Light the lanterns and open the path.
INDEPENDENT, SEMI-SELECTIVE MULTIMUSE. FEATURING PRIMARILY CHARAS FROM LIMBUS COMPANY & OTHER PJM PROPERTIES. PENNED BY PEYTON. GRAPHICS CREDIT
Hah! Bullseye!
Independent, semi-selective & low activity blog of Matthias from Project Moon's Limbus Company. Written down by Peyton. PROMO CREDIT
It’s about what new expressions of Gordie will unlock as affection increases
And… angry Gordie
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ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ RANDOM HIGH-STAKES, DISASTER-BASED ACTION PROMPTS CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT. SEND "REVERSE" TO SWITCH THE ROLES OF SENDER AND RECEIVER.
SENDER forces RECEIVER to keep moving despite exhaustion.
SENDER lifts RECEIVER over an obstacle they can't clear alone.
OUR MUSES get separated briefly and panic sets in.
OUR MUSES light a fire for warmth using scavenged materials.
OUR MUSES wade through floodwater, gripping each other for balance.
OUR MUSES emerge into daylight to see how much the world has changed.
SENDER blocks RECEIVER from seeing something horrifying.
OUR MUSES take turns standing watch through the night.
OUR MUSES navigate by landmarks that no longer exist.
SENDER covers RECEIVER'S mouth to keep them quiet.
SENDER confesses fear to RECEIVER in a rare quiet moment.
OUR MUSES shelter in a vehicle that may not hold.
SENDER gives up their share of medicine for RECEIVER.
SENDER promises RECEIVER they'll get through this together.
OUR MUSES climb to higher ground as water rises.
SENDER wakes RECEIVER just in time to avoid danger.
SENDER helps RECEIVER wash ash or grime from their face.
OUR MUSES mourn someone they couldn't save.
SENDER collapses and RECEIVER helps them back up.
OUR MUSES cling to each other as the ground shakes.
OUR MUSES listen to emergency broadcasts on a dying radio.
OUR MUSES sneak through an area crawling with danger.
OUR MUSES share the last dry blanket between them.
OUR MUSES shelter together as debris batters the structure around them.
OUR MUSES argue quietly over whether to leave shelter or stay.
SENDER gives RECEIVER the last flashlight battery.
SENDER shares a memory with RECEIVER to distract from fear.
SENDER gives RECEIVER their coat despite the cold.
OUR MUSES break into an abandoned building looking for supplies.
OUR MUSES follow a map they don't fully trust.
SENDER scouts ahead while RECEIVER waits, terrified and alone.
OUR MUSES hold onto each other in complete darkness.
OUR MUSES move through ruins that were once familiar.
OUR MUSES barricade a door as something pounds on the other side.
SENDER cleans blood from RECEIVER'S hands, steady and careful.
SENDER hands RECEIVER a weapon.
OUR MUSES share whispered plans over a flickering flashlight.
OUR MUSES hide in silence, listening for signs they've been found.
OUR MUSES ration food between them, unsure when help will come.
OUR MUSES wait out the storm in a cramped, unsafe space.
SENDER teaches RECEIVER how to start a fire without matches.
SENDER teaches RECEIVER how to use a weapon they've never used before.
SENDER drags RECEIVER out of a wrecked vehicle.
SENDER reassures RECEIVER during a panic attack.
SENDER carries RECEIVER when they can no longer walk.
OUR MUSES share a silent moment of relief after surviving something close.
OUR MUSES watch the skyline burn or collapse from a distance.
SENDER makes a hard call that puts them both at risk.
SENDER helps RECEIVER breathe through shock.
SENDER pulls glass from RECEIVER'S skin carefully.
SENDER pulls RECEIVER into cover just as something explodes nearby.
SENDER refuses to leave RECEIVER behind.
OUR MUSES wait for rescue that may never come.
SENDER struggles to pull RECEIVER back from a collapsing ledge.
OUR MUSES wait out danger inches apart, barely breathing.
SENDER tends to RECEIVER'S non-life-threatening wound.
My googoos whom I love
❝ ... ❞ at first, noelle doesn't fight it. she's perfectly content to let strelitzia take the wheel. however, the shorter the distance between the gym's sliding doors and her body becomes, the faster her heart begins pounding in her chest.
then, in the span of a split second, panic takes over. she tries to twist around, prepared to bolt as though her very life depends on it.
❝ ack ! no wait, wait, wait — you can't let me do this ! i will somehow manage to embarrass myself in front of both of you ! please, please, pleaseeeeeeee— ❞
❝ 'EY GOOO—RDIE ! ❞ no noelle, don't worry; strelitzia will embarrass them both at the same time, just to get it out of the way. a few heads IMMEDIATELY TURN at the yelling, only to see their most regular challenger pretty much DRAG SOME POOR GIRL BY THE SKIN OF HER NECK. the receptionist already has her hand on the phone.
❝ climb out of your HOLE, pebble ! got a FRESH CHALLENGER for you to meet ! ❞ // @makuwamelon
That voice... he's busy preparing the gym for the next challengers when he hears the familiar tone ring out. It's muffled by the walls but he could recognize that voice anywhere and it brings a mixture of unease and excitement with it. The man and his Tyranitar, who he named Pudding, exchange wary glances before he turns his attention toward the front of the building, emerging from the tunnel to see Strelitzia trudging toward the doors with quite the animated character trapped between her claws. Hold on... they look a little familiar... Gordie squints to try and get a better look and he almost flinches with surprise as a smile crosses his lips. Why, that was Noelle! He remembers her from the gym challenge - she fought his mother! What a fight that was; both sides giving it their all — it really revealed how in sync Noelle was with her team and how hard both had worked to make it up to that point. But... why was Strel with her? As he approaches the doors and they slide open with the usual whirring of machinery, he raises a hand with a bright, warm smile.
"Halò! Didn't think I'd see you 'round so early! Good to see you, Strel, and you, Noelle. Haven't seen you since the challenge! How've y' been?"
@darkestaken continued from [ x ]
"I know they aren't!!" He can't look at her right now, not after being caught and called out! Her pressing the subject is making it worse and now his face is turning as red as a tamato berry. "I am not!" Okay, maybe a little, but he's not going to admit it! "You look nice... sorry for staring..."
@darkestaken continued from [ x ]
Poor Bertha was going to be feeling that for a while, both physically and in pride. It was her time to shine and the damned bastard of an Incineroar crushed her in no time at all. All of their effort down the drain in a few short turns. Talk about embarrassing. "That was a good one," He says through gritted teeth. "But not as good as when Pudding had poor Bergamot pressed into the corner." Those two had a rivalry as heated as their trainers and Pudding had been absolutely relentless as soon as she was put in the ring... Bergamot just made it worse. "It was a good fight all around. Now, if you excuse me, I have a team to take care of."
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Chaz is his middle name—
最後まで見届けてずっと We'll see this through to the end 自由に生きてたい I want to live free forevermore (Art credit: x x x; Lyrics)
Gordie anytime Strel calls him shortcake:
A shuckle... The name was vaguely familiar, but he can't recall if he's ever seen one in person before.
"I'd like to say hello to Noodle, yes."
He takes a step closer, and carefully holds out a hand. "Hi Noodle. My name's Damien."
Noodle the Shuckle is hesitant before the hand of Damien and looks to his trainer for reassurance. Gordie gives a kind smile and a slight nod of the head which tells Noodle that yes, this is a trustworthy trainer, and so the pokemon reaches out and bumps his head against the open hand, expecting pets with a gleeful chirp. "Hey... I think he likes you!"
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❝ my eyes are up there. ❞
"Uh —! Y-yes!" Shit, he's been caught. He adjusts his glasses with as much grace as a fumbling, flustered, pathetic man can and turns his head away from her. "I know that..."
noooo don't be all angry cuz you lost haha, nooooo don't get pissed off, nooooo
"I'm not angry." He is. "I'm happy that you won. Congratulations." He's not.
