#engineer jim

Date: 18 November 2017

Subject: Debate About UB:EXCEPTION Shows No Signs of Consensus

The discussion about whether or not Empty even qualifies as a Pokémon has reached its third day.

The one thing everyone can agree on is that their very existence raises massive legal and ethical concerns, particularly with support for Team Plasma recovering under their new leadership. Should any Pokémon capable of communicating with humans be able to declare independence from its Trainer?

Date: 16 November 2017

Subject: Status Report regarding UB:EXCEPTION

UB:EXCEPTION, better known as Empty, has been given free roam throughout Aether Paradise while our team debates the philosophical implications of keeping them in a Pokéball, on the grounds that (quote) "How are we going to stop them?"

Engineer Jim reports seeing Empty working with his Rotom-Heat to bake something called "shortbread" using Leppa Berries and other unidentified ingredients. Jim and Absol describe the shortbread as "delicious".

The torn, bloody, mangled body was covered by warping reality one last time, clearing to form the Engineer we all know and love to hate.

I got bored and did a prompt. - Mod A

Cupid gasped in slight pain as the back of his head hit the basement wall. The current fight leaving his mind as his nails scratched at the other man’s face before one was pinned over his head roughly. A heeled shoe came down on Engi’s foot just as rough lips covered his.

The taste of oil and grease mixing with the cherry and wine taste. Teeth pulling harshly at the bottom lips; the metallic taste of blood coming when cracked lips split.

Metal fingers dug into slim hips as the shorter Jim was stuck between the man and the wall. Painted nails raked down the back of a t-shirt harshly. A button was lost on a vest; bruises were being made.

The raging anger that had started this slowly began to fade. The kiss became less teeth and pain and more lips. The grip on Cupid’s wrist loosened until it broke. The hand moving around Engi’s neck to keep him close.

The hold on the hips was less bruising and more caring, still holding the other close but not so demanding. The kiss broke slow, both panting heavily into the other’s mouth as their lips brushed.