Not-So Friendly Neighborhood Ecoterrorist

Alright, I got my logins back, so I can finally make it formal here that this blog is now an archive.

I have remade @silveratonment. I needed a break and a fresh start from PokéRP, but now I’m back and super motivated to keep writing as this douchebag! I figured starting on a clean slate would be a good thing, given this blog is five years old, and it was about time I reorganized lol.

The only big difference between this new blog and the last is that I’ve made Lorenz’s post-Aqua verse (where he left the Team) his mainverse. But I still have a verse where he’s in Team Aqua, so don’t worry, I still have many ways to have him punch members of other teams!

 The informant simply enjoyed being out at night, away from the hustle and bustle of the crowds and especially nosey little trainers that wanted to battle every five seconds. The chill of the night had reminded them of home, basking in the late night and the quiet of the evening. It was rare to catch someone out this late, one of the rarer treats for them since too many people disrupted the natural sounds around them.

The rustle of bushes, the grass, and leaves crunching under their shoes, a Pokemon settling down for the night or one waking up to venture out for food. This also allowed Nixie to converse with any Ghost Pokemon milling around, escaping their shadow here and there when she sensed one nearby. Probably the reason why they were stopped by a voice calling out to them, disrupting their daze.

“Wait!”

An annoyed sigh, their turned slightly to see who had called out to them and disturbed the sounds of the night around them. Their hazel gaze followed his, seeing him stare at their shadow for a brief moment before continuing his reasonings on why they were stopped.

“Y’got a Gengar, don’t you?”

Silence. Nixie had to attract the eyes of someone wandering and dammit they were in no mood to battle! “Why yes,” they paused, watching as their shadow began to violently move before stopping. Nixie had moved from their shadow to his “I do, she must have sensed you long before I did and is trying to scare you…” Speaking of scaring, she slipped out of the other’s shadow before letting loose a loud cackling screech, spooking a lot of Pokemon in the area and had them scattering.

Lorenz’s eyes remained fixed on the floor, following the spiky-eared shadow as it slipped from the stranger’s to his own. He felt a shiver run through his spine and his body temperature lower, but the sensation was familiar enough not to feel particularly unpleasant. He remained entirely unaware of whatever irritation he might be causing the other.

"Eheheh, sorry girl.” He crouched, addressing the moving shadow and taking the risk to poke it with his finger. “That’s not gonna work on me, my best buddy’s just like you.”

He halfway expected Nixie to pop out at his face screeching just like Spec did all the time anyway, but instead it seemed she understood how uncooperative a victim he was and went to bully the inhabitants of the tall grass instead. Lorenz observed her for a bit, before turning back to her trainer.

He brought a hand to the Poke Ball at the very top of the strap hanging from his shoulder. The high moon, the gentle breeze, the deserted route... Everything seemed perfectly set for an all out battle, Ghost versus Ghost with honor (and cash!) on the line.

But for once, battling was the furthest possible thing from Lorenz’s mind.

For every “⏳” I receive, my muse will openly talk about a bit of their backstory.

“I caught Spec when I was around eight. Pingo was still a Piplup, and I didn’t have my Trainer License yet. It’s pretty rare for Gastlies to wander around Olivine, since there is like, no nests or places where Ghost types can gather, so I found him completely by chance.

It was during a summer festival, in the late evening. I was doing a test of courage on Route 39 with other kids of the neighborhood, but I got off the main path when I saw something moving toward the woods, as I thought it was part of the game.

 Sly hummed as he walked with his Sylveon. He smiled at his faithful fairy type. He had been traveling for a while, enjoying this. The area was nice, he glanced around. He had that feeling like he was being watched. It wasn’t unfamiliar, but he still wasn’t used to it.

He made it a point to find them. Once spotted, he couldn’t help but wonder why he was staeing. He offered a kind smile none the less.

When he approached and spoke, he kept yhat smile, he had to make sure to keep up this persona. He cleared his throat. Making his voice sound as pleasant as he could.

“Hello there.”

Hi. Hi. Conversation over, sweet, everybody could move on with their day and go home now! Not. Lorenz would have hoped the other could follow his greeting with something, like a question regarding why he just kept looking at him - Really, just about anything he could respond to with a cheesy pickup line. But the dude seemed almost used to the unprompted attention in a way that left the Johtoite quite irritated.

Ah, well, no point in getting all flustered now. The Aqua regained his composure and crossed his arms behind his head, trying to get an actual chat going in his most casual tone.

“Sightseeing around Lilycove? It’s a cool city to live in and all, but if you can’t afford a resort, the Contest Hall is the only noteworthy place, and, well... After the free buffet, contests are just boring as shit.“

Nailed it. There was no way he would regret saying that.

          : [ 🐟 ] : – Hoenn, the region of which he was born and raised in - well if you could call it the region. Pacifidlog was a place just on the outskirts of Hoenn and barely recognized as being apart of Hoenn since it was so tiny. However, being back in Hoenn was a luxury to say the least - at least it got him out of Archer’s hair.

                             “Well, Johto is a nice city an all. But my heard stays in Hoenn,                               sure the humidity is killer but it reminds us that we’re alive no?”

M chuckled as he looked over to see another man had joined him on the beach. Not that this was too uncommon seeing how there were many tourists from difference regions enjoying the sunny and humid beaches of Hoenn. And to say the least, Hoennians were friendly (not as friendly as Alolians) but nice.

                             “You from Johto I take it? I haven’t been there in quite a while                              due to work an all.”

“Yup, yup. ‘Lived with my Mom and Dad in Olivine City before I moved to Hoenn. Y’know, the big port town with the Lighthouse.”

Seeing how both of his Pokemon were having a blast in the shallow water (His Psyduck’s idea of a blast being burying his face into the ground apparently), Lorenz figured he would be there for a little while. He sat in the sand next to the other man, assuming he wouldn’t mind. 

"Man, I can relate, work’s a pain in the ass when you want to travel. I mean, I like Lilycove and all, but having to stay there for months at times can get really boring after a while. Can’t say I’ve done a lot of sightseeing since I started living here.”

Whoops, maybe bringing up his job wasn’t the best way to keep having a civil conversation - especially when the pirate getup made his occupation explicit. When speaking with Hoennians, it was impossible to tell if they were among those who despised or supported Team Aqua with just a glance. And right now he wasn’t in the mood to find out if the dude was more of the despising kind.

Thankfully, he didn’t have to look very far to come up with another topic of conversation. 

In his experience, people who owned an Eevee or any Eevee evolutionary relative were always wimpy nerds who loved talking about how far superior their Pokemon was and couldn’t shut up. Lorenz guessed that guy over there, prancing around with his Sylveon like they owned the place, was no different...

He wanted to despise him on-sight for the unforgivable crime of somewhat reminding him of unpleasant childhood acquaintances... but it revealed itself to be a difficult task. Looking at this foreigner for a bit longer, Lorenz was actually starting to find him pretty darn cute, maybe even cuter than the Fairy type at his side. 

The Aqua silently cursed his own predictable taste in men and was about to go on with his day. But then, the guy had to turn his head and see him stare! Oh, great, now it would feel too embarrassing to just walk away...

Well, guess he was in for some small talk. He’d see after a few words if the dude was worth hitting on.

After his boat arrived in Vermilion earlier than planned, Lorenz found himself with over four hours to kill before the arrival of the train that would take him to Johto. So the next best thing he thought about after changing out of his Team Aqua uniform was to drop by the Vermilion City Gym and maybe try his luck at getting his long overdue first badge!

... Or not.

He did not know anything about the Gym upon entering. So when he saw on one of the screens of the lobby that the trainers here specialized in Electric Pokemons, Lorenz turned on his heels and hastened his pace to walk to the exit. It was not like he was scared or anything! There was just no point in fighting with his team at such a type disadvantage...

Oh. Now a Pikachu was lingering in the doorframe, barring his way out.

Okay, yeah. He was scared and not just a little: he really hated those cutesy murder machines. The Aqua rose his hands, trying to spook the tiny threatening rodent away.

"Sh-Shoo! Shoo! G-G-Get lost, lil’ shit!”

As someone whose full work uniform was pretty much a pirate costume - complete with eyepatch and torn pants - Lorenz was probably the least qualified person to be judgmental of somebody else’s appearance. Yet, this didn’t stop him from smirking when he walked past that... weirdo during an evening walk on the beach of Lilycove. What was up with the mask?

What was originally shallow unspoken mockery, however, raised enough of his curiosity to make Lorenz decide to linger on the beach for a bit... It’s not like he had anything better to do at the Hideout anyway. The Aqua stopped his course a few feet away from the stranger and joined him in contemplating the settling sun - admitting this was what he was doing. Now for an attempt at starting some small talk...

“Ah man. Summer here is always really too damn hot. That’s not the kind of climate we get in Johto at all.“

He plucked two Poke Balls off of his belt and threw them in front of him. His Spheal and his Psyduck came out and began playing in the shallow water.

  He gives a light chuckle at Lorenz’s comment. “That’s true, I s’pose.” He didn’t get much of a chance to check out the Bellsprout Tower. Though, since his mind’s been occupied he doubted he would have enjoyed it. “I wonder if its really true that celebi can travel through time..” he quietly muses as he follows along. Time always feels like something you shouldn’t mess with, but what he would give to go back in time..

He stopped as Lorenz did, probably to recheck the map. Lavender fell into place beside him, though was quickly occupied by Sulfur offering a half eaten berry. After sniffing it a bit, she gladly partook by gulping it down whole. She seemed incredibly pleased.

“No, not yet anyways.” A river huh? If there was one nearby, he thought maybe he could hear it so he tried to listen for that while also catching the rest of what Lorenz was going to say. But before he could, Lo’s light ended up flickering out. “Here, hang on.” He had hung it on his backpack since there was no sense in using both lanterns at once. As he was getting it off, he saw a bit of a soft light and Lorenz giving a small ‘thanks.’

“That’s not..?” he started confused, but quickly clicked his lantern on and held it out in that direction. “Holy shit-” An ampharos?? He didn’t even know those could be found in the wild, let alone here in the middle of a forest. Don’t they like electric places like other electric-types? Before he knew it, Lorenz had let out a shriek and was suddenly behind him. He had all but forgotten how Lorenz got with electric-types, though now he was thoroughly reminded. 

Without much hesitation he reached to his belt, calling back Lavender, and tossing off another rather dented pokeball. A familiar probopass emerged from the light of the pokeball, and floated protectively in front of his trainer while rumbling slightly. To have evolved fully like that while still being wild.. it was hard to tell how strong it was and he wasn’t sure if it was actually hostile, but hopefully Sandy’s presence could simply intimidate it. If not, well.. Sandy was his best suited pokemon for battling electric-types.

The Ampharos did not show any sign of direct hostility, and merely appeared confused at Lorenz’s reaction as he did his best to hide completely behind Adrian, digging his fingers so deep into his shoulders there was no way it wouldn’t leave a mark. Good natured as it was, the wild Pokemon made a step forward, just to make sure the human wasn’t hurt... But then, it noticed the less scruffy human was taking out a Poke Ball...

The Electric type hopped back as Sandy was called out. It riled itself up and let sparks fly out of the pearl on its forehead, responding tus to what it perceived as a challenge with the possibility of being caught at stake. The bit of intimidation intended for the Probopass did have its intended effect, but not on the right target, as Lorenz sunk to his knees covering his ears as the Ampharos let its little firework show go on for a few seconds.

Sulfur seemed quite concerned by his trainer’s reaction. He didn’t understand it, but he got enough to know he had to kick that oversized sheep back to where it came from. The Croconaw stepped up to join Adrian’s Pokemon, and immediately went on the offensive. He made use of his Scary Face move, which seemed to do a good enough job making the Ampharos second-guess what he was up against...

Taking ahold of itself despite the Croconaw’s attempt to scare it, the Ampharos let out another cry. Sparkles began to fly again (Lorenz twitched once more) and as soon as Sulfur was within its reach, he was struck by a Thunder Shock attack.

It’s super effective!

The water type was zapped by the miniature lightning right where he stood. The move itself wasn’t all that powerful, but after a whole day of fighting and walking, there wasn’t much more he could withstand, especially from a Pokemon that had a type advantage over him.

► SHADOW BALL DARK PULSE HYPNOSIS DREAM EATER

Whoops I didn’t realize I even forgot to put up a proper Hiatus notice

  “Im pretty sure I’ve herd something about you” and yet the grunt didn’t seem worried at all. She just shook her head a little “ I’ve had to help treat a few of my teammates because of you…don’t get me wrong I know the ones I treated probably were yelling at you as well, I know my teammates”

She watched Dennis make his way over, now it could be seen that the numel was about half the size of the others, and he had little bandanna on. Kiwi just giggled and stroked the little fella on the head rather happily.

“Cant say Im happy about you beating up on my team though, just as Im sure you would not be happy if one of mine beat up on yours”

There was a first time for everything, even considering friendship with a member of the other Team... What was the most logical thing to do now? It was not like he could stick around for much longer in enemy territory... Lorenz was just about to give Kiwi his PokeNav number and maybe tell her she could bring Maybell with her and come at his place in Slateport any time, when Kiwi gave an answer to his question.

And this changed his entire outlook on the situation.

She knew who he was and she knew about his reputation, and yet she still let him approach her Pokemon and get all buddy-buddy? He knew it. Something was weird. Something’s always weird with Magmas.

After the silence that followed this sudden revelation, he said in a dramatically different tone:

“Okay, can you just tell me what’s your deal? Like... Why are you being so nice to me if you know I’m an asshole? You really just wanna give me a lecture?"

The Aqua slowly set the bucket of Poke Blocks down - letting the few Numels who were still hungry dig into it if they so wished.

  When Lorenz left the room, Cyan sunk into the tub until only his head was popping out and practiced breathing. In…out…In…out…

Okay, so he’s coming in the tub. Naked. And we’re going to be naked together. That was fine, that was totally fine-

Except no one had ever seen Cyan naked before, except for his family when he was small and they would bathe him. What if he was ugly? What if he missed a spot when he shaved his legs earlier? What if-

Oh! But then Lorenz was back! He willed his hands not to shake and was more than a little proud of himself when he managed to catch the water bottle and not drop it into the hot tub. He sipped at it greedily as he stared, unabashedly, at Lorenz’s form. He was…wow…he was hot. A manliness to that chest and those thighs that Cyan just wanted to bite into. He shivered despite the heat and licked his lips.

Realizing his boxers were about to be discarded, Cyan instinctively looked down at his bubbles instead, nervously fiddling with a rubber psyduck as he waited for the water to settle after Lorenz entered. He stretched out his legs and tried to fight back the squeak of embarassment when his feet nudged at one of Lorenz’s legs. Natural, just act natural. This is fine.

“H-hehe, right? I don’t think I’ve ever felt anything like it! The company really does treat us well, sometimes.” he shot a shy grin to the other man, then offered him his water bottle. “D-do you wanna sip?”

Faint hints of steam escaped from the ripples as Lorenz settled in the hot water, sprawling himself over his side of the tub and emerging himself until his nape rested on the edge of it. Making himself comfortable like this, he didn’t realize he surely was letting his legs in Cyan’s own personal space - though he did jolt slightly when he felt the other’s foot brush next to him. The Aqua would respond to this - was it intentional? most likely - by smiling and withdrawing his leg slightly, straightening his posture as the other man offered him his bottle.

“Sure! You definitely don’t strike me as the kinda guy who’d worry about mixing salivas...“

He took the bottle he was handed and took a large gulp out of it. He then closed and dropped it out of the tub. A few relaxing silent minutes later, Lorenz would allow himself to slide closer to his generous host, until they were close enough for his legs to brush over his; and definitely not by accident this time. (His fidgeting also did away with most of the bubbles on his side of the tub, so that was an added benefit.)

Poor guy, it was his idea and yet it was so blatant the red in his face wasn’t due to the heat. Seemed he needed some help to get in the mood... Lorenz slided his foot up the other’s thigh.