Sonic brainrot always

You will be remembered as a hero.

ʷʰᵃᵗˢ ᵘᵖ ᶦᵗˢ ᵐᵉ ᵗᶦⁿʸ ʰᵃʷᵏ

(I like to think that A Lot of his distrust for humans was born from his inability to feel another person’s emotions. pokemon feel so much all the time, and humans are just… voids. he’s completely blind to their intentions in a way he never is with pokemon, and that’s Scary)

yeAH in that way Kamina (esp Crimson Dragon) is probably a bit overwhelming. The guy has intense af emotions 😭 But at least he also tends to be direct with what he feels vocally. Unless ofc it's about emotions aimed towards Himself that he doesn't like or that may indicate he isn't feeling fine

while his actions are absolutely cruel in nature, they weren’t done out of a desire to be cruel. like when he’s trying to push kamina’s buttons he’s absolutely going about it in a way that is cruel, but he’s not doing it because he wants to hurt kamina. he’s trying to figure him out, to best protect himself and his pokemon, and just can’t accept that maybe this person doesnt want to hurt him so it comes out meaner than he meant it to, which only feeds into his initial belief that humans are innately bad

he wants to end humanity to protect pokemon. to stop them from suffering, because like 90% of the suffering he’s seen in pokemon was caused either intentionally or unintentionally by humans. of course murder is still murder and he’s definitely guilty of killing people in that explosion, but if it was only about revenge or an eye for an eye, he would have been going around killing people slowly and painfully in the same ways he’s seen pokemon suffer. he wouldn’t be a relatively unknown guy

instead what he chooses to do is ask lugia to basically thanos snap humans out of existence. it would be quick. he wants humans gone because he’s come to believe that humans and pokemon simply can’t live together, not because he wants humans to suffer. when yellow gets away from him that first time he doesn’t hunt her down. it’s a matter of choosing sides, and he knows which one he’s on. might as well have some fun with it to cope going so far down a fucked up path. but killing off an entire species IS cruel, especially to the pokemon who love their trainers, to the people who’s lives are cut short. his entire purpose in life is to protect and tend to the inhabitants of the viridian – this is simply what he considers to be the best way to do so

all that to say, lottie probably would consider the aspect of the plague that created hybrids and post humans to be something that should be appreciated, moreso the younger he is. but I don’t think he would actually SAY that out loud, because a plague is a slow, painful death, and he can sympathize with that. that’s not the kind of thing he wants to put anyone through. there might be a bitter feeling of ‘take that, do you understand now?’, though

that being said, he does know diseases. he knows they Aren’t Good. he’s seen sick Pokemon who’ve lost their ability to feel pain before, and who tear themselves to pieces feeling great. he’s experienced the memories of pokemon who’ve lived through all sorts of different illnesses. he knows that being stronger for surviving isn’t necessarily a good thing. he’d probably have a lot of trouble reconciling two conflicting views of the plague.

then there’s also the factor that in his universe, hybrid traits like in geoverse weren’t caused by a devastating extinction event. the dragon clans probably ended up with fangs and talons because they were blessed by one of the dragon legendaries. no one had to suffer to get them. he probably wouldn’t feel great that arceus is using what he considers to be a blessing to punish people (even though that was an unintended side effect right? I think I remember that people becoming hybrids wasn’t intentional, just interesting to arceus)

and in the end – does becoming part pokemon change a person’s nature? if he believes that humans are inherently evil and that there’s no changing that, then is introducing that evilness to pokemon through hybrids a good thing? maybe not. once he starts changing his mind about human nature itd probably get reeeeeeally complicated for him lol

but yeah geo's arceus (who i nicknamed pestilence bc it's funny) had no idea hybrids would happen; DXZ is an intelligently designed virus that's meant to convert life on a planet into either pokemon themselves or the food they need to survive. A viral terraforming tool. when it hurled the rock carrying the virus towards the earth, it didn't even know earth had more than basic lifeforms on it.

Pestilence is kind of a biological imperative to ensure its offspring's survival in living form. It didn't look at earth and go "wow these people suck and need to be punished", it was merely thinking that this was a good new planet to establish pokemon life on before setting the wheels in motion and walking through the door to the next universe.

He's literally doing this:

Artist: Ragtime Revolutionaries

Despite what he’d told Lance when the dragon tamer had left, Gold wasn’t really feeling a hundred percent. His mental barriers seemed intact, but everything was still just that little bit too… loud. Perhaps it was time to look at the dosage for the haloperidol, or consider switching to one of the newer atypical antipsychotics.

Still, he had work to do. And a gym challenge to schedule. So Gold peeled himself out of bed, got dressed, and headed down the road to the pokémon centre.

“Oh, hey,” Pepper chirped, looking up from the monitor as Gold stumbled through the door and let out a loud growl, “feeling any better?”

“Yeah, fine. Mostly,” Gold lied, rubbing his face as he hobbled towards the desk. “I gotta do the papers. Mind if I borrow the office PC?”

“Knock yourself out.”

Gold gave her a thumbs up, limped past the desk and ducked into the office.

Pepper came to the door while he signed in to the record system. “Oh, I need to ask you to check up on Tatsumi for me now you’re up.”

“No, you don’t, he was still there when I woke up,” Gold said drily.

Pepper blinked. “Wait, really?”

“He felt bad.” Gold typed Lance’s name into the search bar, then clicked enter. “And apparently I kept trying to escape so I have to live with the knowledge that he let me purr into his chest for four days to keep me from doing that.”

“Oh my god,” Pepper whispered, before breaking out into laughter.

“Yeah, yeah, I know. I’m never going to live this down,” Gold muttered. “You were right about the TPI, by the way. It’d mostly cleared up by the time I woke up, but there were still traces of it lingering.”

“How’s he doing?”

“Better. Told him to take a half dose of the painkillers you gave him if he still felt crappy tonight but otherwise he’d be fine.” Gold tapped at the keys, filling out a follow-up report for the injury Pepper had reported earlier in the week. The embarrassment aside, it was lucky Lance had stayed. Being one of the only psychic nurses who travelled meant that Gold would likely have had to drive himself up to Blackthorn or even Indigo for the check up. “Oh, and uh, I wrote him a script for some sedatives. We talked a bit about his sleeping habits and he told me he had pretty bad nightmares.”

“Not much of a surprise, really,” Pepper said, folding her arms and leaning against the door frame. “I can’t imagine he’d be so difficult to treat if he wasn’t traumatised.”

“Mm.” Gold finished writing the last few details about the radio signal damage, flagged the report for review by the psychic department in Saffron, and saved it to the server. He glanced at the notes left from past treatments. “I agree with your note, by the way. He wasn’t aggressive with me at all, even when I was deliberately provoking him. Poor guy is just really scared and I don’t think the docs are paying enough attention.”

“I was kind of surprised to see he rarely comes to pokémon centres when he’s hurt,” Pepper admitted. “He growled at me once for pushing him too far, but when I backed off he was really apologetic.”

Gold hummed thoughtfully. “I think, when he does get hurt, it’s usually serious, or he’s trying to manage the more minor injuries on his own.” Gold could still picture the fine scars on Lance’s right hand as he took the smoothie Gold had shared with him, faint traces of a long-healed burn that wrapped up his wrist under the jumpsuit sleeve. Minor burns were one of the easiest cosmetic fixes they could provide at a pokémon centre.

“Think he’s just patching it up with pokémon-grade potions?”