#pinkrival

── *₊˚🍹⸝⸝    𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥    ( accepting. )

[ MUN ]:     for the mun to talk about another mun whom they admire or have become close friends with through the rpc.

[ NOX ⸝⸝ @darkestaken ]    WHERE DO I EVEN BEGIN WITH NOX.    i don't think most people understand that i never would've come back if it weren't for her. nox has been one of my closest friends in any rpc for well over 5 years, and thought of me enough one day to reach out and encourage me to come back if i was feeling up to it. nox reminds me that i am wanted, i am loved. she treats me with so much respect and kindness that can be hard to find anywhere in life. she's this absolutely funny and witty and beautiful soul that deserves as much love in the world as i can give. nox, if you're reading this, never forget that we'll always be friends, no matter how much time passes. i'll see you at my wedding, when the time comes.

[ AVALON ⸝⸝ @pinkrival ]    FOREVER MY RIDE OR DIE.    the first person in the rpc to make me fall so in love with their interpretation of a canon character that it became the true canon of the character for me. with an incredible writing ability and a lot of love in their heart, avalon, like nox, has been with me since nearly the beginning. they have been with me through thick and thin, they encourage and uplift me whenever i'm down, they constantly show excitement and creativity whenever we speak about our ideas. together, we weave these intense stories that harbor incredible feelings and emotions with each passing thread, and i crave it more and more. i love you avalon. i hope you still like malichite.

[ ASTEROID / MERLIN ⸝⸝ @151dex ]    I CAN FEEL THE CREATIVITY EACH TIME IT SPEAKS.    long ago, we became close through mewtwo and six. it was a fascinating bond that i still think about to this day. i love listening to merlin speak of it's ideas and concepts. i love listening to it's soothing voice. i love playing games with it. i love being around it so much. it's hard to put my feelings into words, but there's a great deal of care in my heart for it that i struggle to get out a lot. i just hope it knows i love it more than i can show.

A Sibling Bond Like No Other; Even Without Blood.

── *₊˚🍹⸝⸝ Thoughts of Relations ( Accepting. )

❝  what about him ?  ❞      at first, it sounds wrong, but she's quick to clarify.      ❝  bede was, is, and always will be my brother. no matter the distance, no matter the time, i love him all the same. time and distance shouldn't affect my relationship with him, if he asked me i would be there in a moments notice, no questions asked. he is the only true family i have, not bound by blood.  ❞      she was very passionate about bede, and it was odd for her, to see the time away from him differently than the time away from the others, like streli and mewtwo.      

❝  i hope he knows i would never abandon him. not truly. i left for a long time, forgot who i was. forgot who he taught me to be. i hope i can make that up to him, and we can remember everything about how close we were before. i'll never forget that night… the night we met.  ❞      she'd said a few particular words to him. i want to know why you're scared. she didn't even know what compelled her to approach him that night, or why she had sat beside him. he was the first person she'd ever shown the night sky. the first person she'd ever begun to care for again as deeply as she did. ❝  i would do anything for him. i would die for him. he will always be my brother. no matter what.  ❞      she missed him very much, every day. she hoped that soon, she would see him again.

── *₊˚🍹⸝⸝ Examine: Champion Six ( Accepting. )

✈️ AIRPLANE — does your oc like traveling, or do they consider themselves a more homey person? - answered. 🎻 VIOLIN — does your oc play any instruments? what is their skill level (beginner/intermediate/advanced/virtuoso/etc)? 💤 SLEEPING SIGN — is your oc a light sleeper or a heavy sleeper? how are their sleeping habits? 🍃 LEAVES FLUTTERING IN WIND — what is/was your oc's favorite subject in school? 💘 HEART WITH ARROW — what and/or who do(es) your oc consider the most important to them?

SIX DOES NOT PLAY ANY INSTUMENTS. however she has always wanted to learn guitar for some reason. the sounds appeal to her quite a bit, but she's never pursued it.

SLEEP COMES TO SIX IN STRANGE VARIATIONS. most of the time, six is a somewhat heavy sleeper. she can still be woken up, but it might take a few tries. however, late at night, there are times where whatever anxieties she has flares up and causes her extremely heavy but segmented sleep. sometimes, she'll go nights where she wakes up every couple of hours or less, which causes her to be even more groggy and tired the next day. when she goes to sleep however, she sleeps on one side of the bed, cuddled in as many blankets as she can, sometimes cuddling a plushie depending on how she's feeling. if her mood is low enough, she will cuddle up with blazer, who will curl around her and use his wing as a blanket for her.

SIX DID NOT GO TO SCHOOL, AND INSTEAD WAS HOMESCHOOLED. one of the few rareitan children who did not go to the local school in rudderpool, six was homeschooled by her mother when she was young for basic skills and basic knowledge. most things she furthered at the pokemon lab, asking questions and pulling books off of shelves she definitely could not read. out of the few subjects she learned, she enjoyed pushing herself to read the most.

OUTSIDE OF HER POKEMON, ONE OF THE MOST IMPORTANT PEOPLE IN HER LIFE WILL ALWAYS BE BEDE. bede represents everything she dreamed of being in a strange way. someone who had the power to learn and grow. someone who was able to be open and honest when it mattered. bede became her brother, and despite the fact that she left him behind for five years, along with everyone, he still occupies a great deal of her heart. she forever changed because of him. he will always be her brother. other than bede, strelitzia is another person who is incredibly important to her. the atoman gym leader changed the course of her life forever in the harshest of ways, but six has seen the softer, more gentle sides of her. the side she knows she has deep down. for six, streliztia represents holding yourself accountable and learning from your mistakes so you can prevent repeating them.

there were plenty of times six had thought about different places and people she'd encountered in her life. they would pop into her thoughts and be shaken away, fleeting and distracting from her work.  ( she had a region to run, and that was that. )  she'd become something of a workaholic as all these years went by, eating, breathing, and sleeping in the sea of rareitan troubles and infrastructure that sat before her every day. though, something nice was that in the last few years, things had settled. rareita had begun running mostly on it's own – something it could already do – more efficiently and with more systems in place to make the lives of it's citizens better. that was what she was doing. at the forefront of every project. signing off on documents and permits for buildings and everything needed for the region of forgotten memory to feel like it was real and alive.

surrounded by neon in this office of glass, eyes full of wonder -- yet tired from the work that had already been done – descended upon the city of dreams below. people wandered the streets, smiles on their faces. a group of happy teens with their pokemon, running about. a police officer keeping watch but smiling all the same. a couple out on a date night, one dragging the other in while looking delighted. and down the street, right across from the tower of memories, there sat a pair of people. together, they got ice cream and sat close, perhaps exchanging stories and laughing. who were they ? a couple ? a pair of friends ? a brother and a sister ? a pang of emotion -- unclear and unwavering – runs straight through her heart. she can't tear her eyes off the two.  ( what about this scene made her feel this way ? what way was she even feeling ? )  suddenly, the smaller woman moves, taking off her jacket and laying it over the young male's shoulders as he shivers in the cold breath of the night. 

it hits her like a runaway dash taxi. her phone slips through her fingers and hits the floor with an audible thud, but the sound refuses to reach her ears. her body is moving, but she's not controlling it as she stumbles back a bit, a look of deep regret on her face. what year was it ? why was that the question plaguing her ? she struggles to force her gaze away from the scene and look at the fire-type desk calendar beside her hand, which had just slammed into the desk and knocked it askew.  ( a kind gift from ingo, a rare treat. )  the year listed on the calendar bores itself into her retinas, as if she hadn't looked at it at all before. it was all hitting her so fast, things were moving so fast. where did the time go ?! how had this long passed without her realizing ? how had she let this happen ? the world was spinning, she was spinning. up was down. down was up. and down she fell, landing with her back against the desk. her heart was in her throat. her breath was heavy. everything hurt. where was she. 

perhaps it was a long time she scrambled like this, crying, crashing around in her office. papers and pokeballs end up scattered everywhere, pens and pencils and various office supplies create unknown shapes on the floor. her feet can't stop moving, carrying her, causing her to run out to the battlefield section of the champion's seat standing there. staring at her chair. her throne. she felt a pang of disgust looking at it, but the other prominent, overwhelming emotions overtook her. loud, raw sobs ripped through her body like a seviper fighting with a zangoose. the glass of her chamber made the sound echo around her, and surely, the whole tower… no. the whole city must've heard her cries. 

the door that leads into the champion's seat slides open, and it seems those that come out of it can't enter fast enough. normally, she was never disturbed up here, the champion. but out poured the elite four of the region, moving with such haste and concern as the young woman's legs simply gave out beneath her and she collapsed to her knees, feeling multiple pairs of arms wrapped around her, suspending her slightly in the air before falling beside her to hold her. are you okay what's going on six speak to us what are you doing is there something wrong. everything reaches her and nothing at the same time. she can't explain it. she felt wrong. she felt like a horrible person. she felt as though she had betrayed a lifetime of trust. she felt she felt she felt.

she felt like a failure all over again.

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pack your bags, they'd told her. it was time to go on a vacation. a real one, they'd said. she couldn't show her face. she didn't want to show her face to them, the others. the elite four who took her in and treated her like family. who lifted her up when she was down. who helped her shoulder the region on her shoulders. who cared for her deeply. she couldn't let them see her, because she couldn't apologize enough. torn in two directions, should she stay or go. she should stay. she had a region to run. she should go, she was a betrayer. she needed to fix this. she should stay, they'd never want to see her again anyway.  ( shut up six, just go ! )  it hurt to leave her region, but everyone was pushing. the elite four members. her pokemon. hell, even five had messaged her to remind her to make time for herself. arceus… what had she gotten herself into ?

and so she did. she left the region and let blazer take her where she knew she wanted to go. she could've taken a plane there. she could've taken a ferry. but it wouldn't be right. it wouldn't be the right way to do this. the sky and the sun swirled around her, warmth on her back, hearing blazer's wings beat against the wind, carrying her to the place she needed to be. galar. gotta go back to galar. gotta make it right. surely, she would find what she was looking for. surely what she wanted was waiting there for her. surely, it would all be okay. 

she thought back to all those years ago. all that time ago when she had begun to feel whole once more. to the person who got her to where she was. to the person she loved like no other. memories of long nights without sleep, talking and keeping each other company. memories of a day of horror and pain, where he'd come to her rescue after she'd finished off a beast unlike anything the world had seen. memories of saving him. of fighting through a fae infested forest to protect him. memories of helping him through hard times. of being helped through hard times. memories of him. his face plagued her thoughts. she had to see him again. had to make this right. she wouldn't stop until she'd fixed it. or she'd die trying.

blazer took her far. far away, to the region of galar. to the place where it all began, with the moon shining bright before them as they descended below the clouds over the wild area of the region. over the place where it would begin again. she knew she would find him here. would find him out and about, and she wouldn't stop searching until she did. her mind is focused, her gaze hard at the ground. find the fire. find the tent. find him. hours seemed to pass. it seemed to take too long.      ❝ one more sweep, blazer. just one more. ❞      her ace let out a grumble, knowing he wouldn't stop either until that fluffy kid appeared again. 

in the distance. something flickers. something stirs. 

                                         and she knows it's who she's looking for.

the reunion of bede oberon and champion six. ⸝⸝ @pinkrival

── *₊˚🍹⸝⸝ Analyzing A Forgotten Face ( Accepting. )

[ 🫳 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho do they feel they owe, but never paid back ?

this list is longer than she'd care to admit, and honestly ? it feels never-ending. there are a few very specific people who she owes everything to, and will never feel as though she's paid back.

at the top of the list ? bede oberon. the little fairy boy that started it all. helped her remember who she was. she was nothing, and he was her everything. he's the reason she's back in rareita, doing her job as a champion. taking care of the place. she'll never be able to pay him back, as long as she lives. ( or, at least, that's how she feels. ) she often finds herself thinking of him, and thinking of ways to pay him back. no matter what she does, though, it never feels as though it's enough.

not far behind bede ( if not equal to ) is atoma's very own strelitiza. the dark-type gym leader has a harsh edge to her that cuts through all the bullshit, and that's something that helps ground six. it reminds her of the aggressive, unspoken truths. where bede is kind and gentle, streli is hard hitting. they both have their place, but the balance they both strike together makes six's debt to them unpayable. six doesn't think she'll ever pay streli back. she's not even sure she can express that she feels a deep gratitude towards her without getting punched. ( she would deserve it though. )

other people on that list include professor redwood, the entirety of rareita's elite four, and of course, five.

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