#hoennslorekeeper

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@hoennslorekeeper​ asked:

so... are these.. .ultra beasts like gods or... 

“Nope! Well, some are. There are three that can be labelled as such.” He reaches under his backpack and pulls out two Luxury Balls, throwing them into the air. Out comes Lunala and Necrozma. “These are two of them. Lunala, the one that looks like it holds the stars in its wings, and Necrozma, who looks like a sleek, black crystal. They can even combine to become even more powerful! The third is Solgaleo, but... I am not the keeper of Solgaleo.”

He puts his hands on his hips.

“The rest are - although significantly stronger than your average Pokemon, for the most part - completely normal creatures to Ultra Space. They are the flora and fauna of that universe. No special powers or anything. Would you like to see the recorded species so far?”

• ? ( QUESTION SENTENCE STARTERS.

-Original ask open-

“Me have doubts about something like this? No way! I want to check out one of those mirage islands before I head back to Johto for sure. I just...”

Karen paused looking at the sharpedo who was staring back at her clearly annoyed at how long she was taking. While she had a tropius that could fly it wasn’t exactly a young pokemon. From what she’d heard it could take hours to find one of these islands, and she didn’t want to keep the pokemon in the air so long knowing he’d eventually get worn out. Sidney was kind enough to let her borrow his sharpedo the only problem was that if she fell off she was a bit nervous about being able to get back on. I mean she wasn’t a strong swimmer and that rough skin wasn’t a joke. She had on an entire diving suit for that very reason minus the air tank.

“Ok, just...um let me get situated.”

@hoennslorekeeper

Morty had his ways of finding himself in unlikely places, a trait he carried from a young child that was only made worse as his friendship with Eusine grew. By now, he knew the Brass Tower like the back of his hand as well as every nook and cranny that made certain areas more accessible in Ecruteak City.

Even outside of his hometown, he somehow would end up in places he shouldn’t be in the first place. Though most of them were secrets, well-kept to himself.

He just so happened to be in the area when he caught wind of a foreign trainer attempting to gain access into the Dragon's Den, but to no avail. Without a proper invitation from an elder or any member of the clan, she was out of luck and convincing them to allow her into the den was a trial on its own.

Ordinarily, Morty would have stayed out of the matter. It was hardly his business to interfere with the clan, but another rumor about the girl caught his interest...

continued from here @johtosgoldenboy​ He smiled and nodded with a small laugh. “That’s right. They figured you needed one of the best and two of them had my number so they were able to call me first. They just said you were a dragon trainer that once met Ol’ Steven Stone. Hmm guessed they chose right. I figure you need me for a big job then? ”He shakes her hand and recalled his partner pokemon. “Zinnia... is that name Sinnohian?”

Zinnia is taken aback at the suggestion her name has Sinnoh origins. Yes, he isn’t wrong though he comes that region though this was before the name of Hisuan was said.  “Yeah, I need someone strong. I’ve... got a challenge. One that isn’t for the faint of heart.” She pauses and takes a glance upon Aster. He pulls out her pokedex and show Ethan the entry.

@nessawaterqueen It was a sun filled, gorgeous day out in pacifidlog. The semi-yearly swim race down to Slateport was going to begin soon. Everyone was wading around in the water chatting away or simply eating a nice castellia cone. Zinnia was over in one of the few changing rooms getting ready for this years attempt at the top 10 spot. For the last few years, she didn’t go due to her... injuries on sky pillar. She lifts her shirt and checks to see if it all is still together holding up. Feeling around the circumference of it, her satisfaction brings a small glee to her sometimes emotionless face. She did hear the rumors that a certain group from Unova was showing up again the claim their spot as the “Best in the world”. God, she hated them with a passion. They call themselves the bascullins. The mere thought of what evil schemes they have planned to win this year is a mystery. One year, they woke up the Regis just because one person was in 11th and not all of them in the top 10.  “Either was Aster, ready for today? Hope you got your floaties.” Zinnia chuckled at her whismur, both feeling the raw energy of each other while matching it all the same. Out of the corner of her good eye, she saw something. No, someone. But this wasn’t anyone. This person made her stop and stare. “No no no no, this can’t be..” That train of thought loops around inside her noggin.  “Whis?” “You're right Aster, that is a Milotic of a woman.” Zinnia gathers herself and prepares to follow hoping a chance to meet her.