Jan 16, 2015
"Pardon me, but... are you lost? We're quite a ways off from the path, and most visitors to the forest really shouldn't stray too far into the trees."
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"Pardon me, but... are you lost? We're quite a ways off from the path, and most visitors to the forest really shouldn't stray too far into the trees."
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@ [sends you this even tho we haven't even interacted ;;;]
48:Assassin!AU
Bugsy enjoyed the rain on nights like this, there were many advantages that could be had with it. The cold kept a lot of people from coming outside and the sound covered up a lot of things that would have been heard otherwise in the dead of night. Like the sound of a body hitting the ground for instance. Bugsy stood over a fallen man, a small knife in his hand just barely spotted in blood. A small smile grew on the teens face as he watched the man groan in pain, "Don't worry keep moving around like that, the poison on the knife should finish you off soon enough." He said in a sing song voice. Almost too innocent given what he had just done, "Heheh my grandpa will be so proud of me~" The teen's train of thought was cut off when he heard the sound of footsteps behind him, causing him to freeze in place. He hadn't expected anyone to show up here, much less have them go undetected for so long. Bugsy turned around, knife clenched in his hands, "I suggest you leave now I don't want to drag an innocent into this..."
corrupxion
❝♕❜ —‒
Oh! Footsteps alerted Delilah to the visitor in her garden-- She hadn't expected anyone, albeit company was always welcome. ❝Good morning--❜
For a moment she stared in silence at her visitor-- He had an odd resemblance to her small son, albeit it was impossible for him to be- Dialga wouldn't do that to her, right? Either way, she shook the thought from her mind for the time being. ❝Ah, I'm sorry for staring, sweetheart-- You bear an odd resemblance to my son, so I was only a bit startled. My name is Delilah. May I know yours?❜
corrupxion:
[♚]—
"Stop, don’t h—!"
"Shut up, Zoroark!"
The Dark-type slunk back in surprise, looking even more worried. This wasn’t N, he knew that. This was something else, someone else. No, there was no way Zoroark would ever believe this person in front of him was N; he would never speak to any Pokemon in such a way, especially not Zoroark.
”I will be the one to make a better world! No one will stand in my way! Don’t you remember? you’re the one who built me up for this. This was the reason you took me out of the forest. If anyone’s to blame—”
"It’s you.”
There was another laugh, just like the one before. Even as he coughed into his hand, blood staining his palm, that grin didn’t falter. “If you think you can stop me, than I’ll just get rid of you too. I’ll be following in your footsteps; isn’t that what every father wants for their son to do?”
Blue lightning encased his hand as he lounged for Ghetsis’ throat.
‒—「♚」
『You think that I wanted this for you? Tch-- You never stopped to consider that maybe I realized that after ten generations of madness it was time to change that? Why would I want you to be a miserable, broken wreck? This world is a curse, yes-- But you are no Idealist.』
Noting the blue lightning, Ghetsis jumped back, golden lightning dancing at his fingertips-- 『I did not raise you to be a monster, I raised you to be an Idealist-- Perhaps you have become too much like me, as I am behind my father's murder. However, his death was the direct result of his ignorance toward the fact that your mother was helping me heal--』
The golden lightning jumped from his fingertips toward N--
『I have no idea how your lovely mother could give life to a mistake like you-- You paint me to be the monster, yet take a look at Zoroark! Go on, break his heart and make him hate you--』
『Did you really think that being a Hero would grant you control of this power? You are the extension of Zekrom's Ideals, or-- you were-- However, the Herald is the embodiment of the Deity itself! You say you wish to save pokemon, yet you destroy the trust that they once had for you. Your ideal is to destroy anyone in your path, to make them suffer! I built the Golden Age of Unova in hopes that suffering would end! Perhaps I am not the monster in this scenario.』
No, this had gone too far-- This was never what Ghetsis wanted, never. Zekrom had told him to find his son and to raise a Hero, not a madman--
『Perhaps I will kill you; I will rid this world of one more tyrant human. I wanted to give Zekrom a Hero, but I will not hesitate to kill a villain. Now, shut up and cease to be.』
corrupxion
[♟]—
"I can….kind of use chopsticks. I grew up in Unova, but one of the Sages came from Johto, and he taught me a bit. I’m…. not the best with them, but I can try to help.”
"A sage taught you how? That's most impressive!" Augustine wasn't sure what the stranger meant by that, but he nodded in response, a bright smile gracing his features. "Your help would be much appreciated! Merci!"
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