#obstructthis

@obstructthis​ gave a call:

"Fuck anon, I'm just gonna ask. Can ya bring me some fresh stuff? Veggies, meats, whatever... The market in Spikemuth is empty and I'm starvin'. Y'got all those farms over there, yeah?"

❦ The question caught him off guard, but soon Milo couldn’t help but laugh. “If you’re out, I’ll be glad deliver some over to you, Piers! Although, if your local market’s all dried up then that’s a concern... I’ll be talking with my pa about it; we can fix it so we always send some of the farm’s produce over so Spikemuth’s always gonna have something fresh at the ready!”

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Let’s roll back the clock for a moment and spin you a tale.

About a year and a half ago, a certain studio in western Unova wanted to put on something that had never been done before. Sure, the Musicals in Nimbasa were popular enough, but few people actually went out of their way to enjoy them. PokeStar Studios, however, was garnering more and more attention by the day. So it was a simple inevitability that the heads of both organizations would come together to concoct a crazy scheme. 

Get this. A musical. But a movie. 

A stellar idea, no?

And not just a singsongy romance story, but a super dark, crazy story, like the sorta wild shite that came out of the choices made by a certain rising star.

Yes, this was why the creators of this joint effort knew they needed to call a certain recent Champion... And perhaps look to other regions for further help.

***

“...And you really think I’m right for this?” muttered the brown haired teen who walked through the streets of PokeStar Studios with the Chairman beside her. He was a stout man, but his personality was giant, and he seemed even more excited about this than she was. 

Chuckling to himself, the Chairman mused, “You’ll do fine, Rosa-darling! I’ve seen you sing already, so I have faith in your vocal talents, but what I truly need is someone who can get so deep into their role that they truly feel the character they play,” he continued, gesturing dramatically, “I need your ability to become the character!”

Well... If the Chairman said so... Flashing a dazzling smile, Rosa gave him a soft nod. “Then you know what? I’ll do it! But I do have a question.” She scratched her chin and looked back at the note she’d been handed earlier. “I recognize some names on this cast list- it’s gonna be wild seeing Sabrina again!- But who’s this Piers guy?”

Rosa wouldn’t get her answer until she’d gone through hair and makeup, all primmed and ready for the first lineup of the cast. 

***

She saw him- or, well, at least him in costume, standing near the refreshments table. It took all of  Rosa’s willpower to not gorge herself on the massive stacks of tarts, cupcakes, cookies, muffins, fruits, and all that other shiz just calling out to her to be eaten. 

But she’d already made the Chairman mad once when she ate the entire stock of food meant for a cast of ten...

So maybe it was better to just... not.

“Uhm...” she muttered hesitantly, slowly making her way toward the rock star’s side. 

It’s Munday! // accepting.

OH I’M SO HAPPY YOU ASKED

*unrolls my yard-long list of notes*

Funnily enough, Valerie’s already gone through a few developments that have her questioning her humanity at least, but she hasn’t had that final PUSH which will send her over the edge. As for what that push could be…I honestly have no clue yet.

The scenario that seems the most likely for it, is the fae NPC currently on my blog who’ll just outright tell Valerie she’s a fae. But that feels too…easy. This revelation will be huge, it’ll literally flip what Valerie knows about the world upside down, so I want the revelation itself to be done justice. To stand out, be a special event.

                     (Honestly, I’d love if it became an open event other rpers can get involved in and contribute to, because…surely it’d be spectacular & fun then, but I dunno if people would want to join something that’s just mainly for MY blog, ya know?)

I definitely want and intend on writing it! It’s what I’m looking most forward to regarding Valerie’s characterization. She’ll go through such a change; she’ll probably act drastically different from how she acts now.

And the consequences…oh boy. The consequences, the aftermath of the revelation, will easily be the best part of it all.

So, Valerie accepts the fact that she’s a fae. Not human. As I briefly mentioned above, this will change how she views the world by a substantial margin. For example: She always liked to ponder what exactly having humanity meant, but now? Because she’s not human? She’s going to believe she doesn’t have the right to judge anyone anymore because she can’t “relate” them (if that makes sense). She’s some creature, not one of mankind.

Her past treatment: her abuse at the hands of her mother, how she’s been bullied and mocked for being different throughout her life? It all will come together. Realizing most of the bad things that has happened to her is because she’s a fae, something completely beyond her control but judged regardless by humans, will impact her HEAVILY.

                    (Though, Valerie will get the closure she needs from her mother if she learns her fae origins. So, that’s a benefit there instead of a consequence I’d say.)

send your muse/a ship and ill put it into a shindan thingy || accepting

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The way things turned out, like this. With her in a button-down grey shirt and pass around her neck that said “Crew” obtained not only legally but because someone wanted her there - it wasn’t exactly how she thought things would go. The Sparknotes of her life would read: Got a job, failed, got another job, failed, got another job, failed many times, lost her best friends, had people take pity - Arceus, so much fucking pity, couldn’t handle it, then vanished in the night. Confused? Fine. It didn’t matter to her. It wasn’t anyone’s story but hers. 

The important details, the Cliffsnotes of the Sparknotes, were as followed: She was crew for a musician guy named Piers, in a place called Spikemuth, somewhere far. Far. Away from Pallet Town. Just the name sent a shiver down her spine, gross feelings bubbling up. As far as she was concerned, there was no such thing as Pallet Town. As Kanto. In fact, only this place existed. Only this random Piers guy existed. Only this job existed. Okay, he was more important than that but he could worry about that while she worried about getting his ass out of bed. 

Which, of course, is where she was right now. Her fist raised and pounded against his door. Of course he was still asleep. Why wouldn’t he still be asleep? Who the fuck wakes up before 3:00pm anyway? What time did he even get to sleep? Not that it was her problem, he was a grown ass man. Younger than her, pushing the big 3-0 without much to show for it. 

No, that’s not her focus. It wouldn’t be her focus. It didn’t exist. Time is an illusion. She rolled her eyes at herself. Ugh, the things she had to do to keep herself relatively sane. Her fist pounded against the door again.