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selective rp blog for Dragon!Kyurem and Fairy!Kyurem from Pokemon | follows from â picavecalyx â
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 Hereâs the thing.    Neither of the Kyurem care who you are, why you are doing what youâre doing. They donât care. In the end what is most important to them is being complete again. This is their wish, their want, their craving. They would do anything to be complete, anything.
" i can't shake this ache i carry. " urei murmured, they were hollowed out and empty. a shell that carried nothing but the emotions left inside of her. " i am angered. i am disappointed. and i am craving. " (@oppoice)
"and i would see your craving sated, the world brought to the paradise it should have always been."
a tool, useful and dangerous. that was what ghetsis saw when he gazed upon urei. a means to the end, the bridge to his destined position. together they would see the world restored to it's frozen beauty, the only remaining life existing on its surface at his will, a struggle always for the mortals he would allow to survive.
"you no longer have to be empty, a shell of what you once were."
Cravings of an empty shell could never be filled unless the original contents were returned. Urei remained quiet, empty eyes narrowing. A man--no, one of their kin, a fae--offering dealings that felt too good to be real. Yet she had no way to judge, the idea of providing her with the opportunity to be full...It overrided her better thoughts. Was it not so little before when she attempted to freeze the region that forced her to call itself home? Stopped only by the one who might be considered a guardian.
She was tired of pretending to care for anything else than to be full. Emotions a craving hunger that would not be satiated until she was full again. No longer a shell, a shadow.
" my craving will never be sated, not till i am full again. can you make me full? complete and put my broken pieces back together? "
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" i would say that freezing an entire region is actually peaceful. nobody can do war if they're all frozen. they'd just be dead. "
I should finally design the fairy variants of Reshiram and Zekrom huh.
@oppoice said: " how and why are adults saying that? you're nothing like me, you're annoying and weak.â
âyou donât get a dollar, I wasnât talking about you, youâre mean and rude and you need fucking mittens cause your hands are so goddamn cold⌠just like your attitude.â
cold.
âyou donât get a dollar, I wasnât talking about you, youâre mean and rude and you need fucking mittens cause your hands are so goddamn cold⌠just like your attitude.â
    â i donât even want a dollar, itâs not useful. â    Urei snorted and shook her head. What the hell would she use money for?
    â at least iâm not a little brat who probably canât defend themself. â
   Thereâs a shrug, dismissing the cold comment. This brat didnât know cold if her hands were âgoddamn coldâ.
Like cannot understate how fucked Faebula would have been if there WASN'T someone there to stop the kyurem below the ground from freezing the entire thing. It would have taken a week. A week for it to freeze over.
I think about the fact that Urei was trapped in a "warm dreamless sleep" for three THOUSAND years and just sit here like. There's a reason she despises sleep, and the warmth, and a reason why her first reaction upon waking up was the freeze everything. Urei woke up, or even just STARTED to wake up and all that held in power that had been brewing since was forced to sleep was released. A slow forming storm, while the region of Faebula was suffocated in cold. If not for the intervention of another legendary of the region, there is no doubt that she would have frozen it over completely. Even now as she has sort of "mellowed out", she definitely still wants everything to be frozen. There's a part of her that just wants to say hell to it and try again. That part of her which is pushed down but still so close to the front.
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mine.
âShut the hell up, you donât pay property taxes here, this is just as much mine as it is yours,â they shoot back, sharp as a tack.
⌠her eyes are orange. ThatâsâŚ
âThe hell you mean, the hell am I?â
That way of speaking though; it â it reminds them of something. The city streets, people talking indiscriminately. Ree tenses up, before they huff.
âif you wanna know the hell I am, why donât you be a good showman and introduce yourself first? Goddamn.â
    â the fuck are property taxes? â
   Another snort, forced again as she stilted her head in more confusion than before. As if she knew what taxes are, as if she had ever paid taxes. She was sure she would remember something like that word.
    â what are you. i canât see you. youâre just... â
   She gestured at them with one of their hands, a bit dismissively.
    â a blob of...pathetic little aura. â
   The best way to describe it, really. Human for sure, weak, pathetic, and injured. Scarred too. She would ignore the other question, introductions? No. There was no introducing a shell, she was nothing.
 I realize I only ever updated her doc with her ref, but never actually posted itâŚUrei human illusion :)    The parts in the back image only appear when the illusion is unstable or she is choosing to show you them.
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â rude! So rude. Who died and made her the queen? Well, the queen would have died, obviously, but queens donât even exist anymore⌠do they?
Ree straightens their shoulders, feeling stubbornness prick at the back of their neck, before⌠they plop right down next to her, only a few feet away, crossing their arms.
âfine. But this is going to be my spot.â
   Oh if only Ree knew about queens. Urei wasnât going to mention that though, let that sleeping bitch rot for all she cared. When she was full, sheâd freeze her and shatter her to pieces.Â
    â uh huh, itâs mine. â
   She sneered, teeth barring, sharpened for a brief moment before seeming to soften as she relaxed, leaning back somewhat.
    â the hell are you anyway... â
   Thereâs a squint of her gaze, brow furrowing as she turned to slightly face them, though ultimately didnât look directly at them, not that she could. Eyes lacking all but that creamy orange film. No pupils, no iris, no sclera, nothing but an empty shell.
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âI â ow! Hey!â
they wince, pain shooting down their arm; she had grabbed onto one of their scars, and that much is obvious when they grip their shoulder. The cold ⌠doesnât bother them; not really. It ⌠actually feels kind of nice.
(like castelia city on a winter morning.)
ââ youâre a real Fuckinâ piece of work, arenât you? Christ. Least you could do is say please.â
   Thereâs a little snort that she seems to make, though it feels a bit forced, as if that was the reaction that normal people were supposed to make. Though her expression seemed more bored than anything. She could just freeze this stupid brat and be done with it, enjoy her little spot.Â
   It was hers now, just like it should be. Bits of frost beginning to form where she was sitting.
    â am i? oh...sorry. but no thanks, i donât need to say âpleaseâ. â
 it will never not be funny to be that the more aggressive kyurem is the fairy, not the dragon.
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   <- a stubborn empty child.
brat.
â â your spot?â
Oh, that is the wrong thing to say to them! Ree scowls, on the defensive, before crossing their arms and seemingly burying themself where they sit.
âI donât see your goddamn name on it.â
    â oh sorry. â
   She was rather short, barely taller than this kid, though there was a certain--literal--chill that came off of her skin.
    â itâs right here. â    Now despite her shorter stature, the disguised fairy made quick notion to grab onto this kidâs shoulder and force them out of the way, quick to plop down where they were sitting. How it felt almost like Ree was briefly freezing at her touch, though it seemed her fingers didnât touch any of his skin. Luckily.
