#pridepoisoned

TALKING FOR HIMSELF

He's confused...

Murky, sinister drink?

He can only think of...

He huffs through his nose a laugh.

"Does everyone have "murky drinks" in their fridges? My mother ferments a lot of tea, and we drink some every day, or a lot if we get sick because of the benefits. It's not good."

Jupiter looms imposingly in front of Willow, all confidence as she addresses the upstart trainer. Lasagna and Moris's PokeBalls lay spent by her boots, and the commander leans down to pick one of the capsules up, turning it over in her gloved hand. Another donation. Behind her commander, Jeleva hisses, noxious fumes leaking threateningly from the Skuntank's swishing tail.

(Perhaps this is all just an awful, horrible nightmare. Another bad dream, ever since that messy, unfortunate incident occurred...)

Jupiter's cruel smirk curls beneath her black facemask, piercing purple eyes gleaming under the Galactic Building's harsh fluorescents. (Wake up, Willow. Wake up.)

"Run, and don't stop. It's what you're best at, after all."

CULT CLASSICS. ↪ accepting.

SHE REMEMBERS IT WELL. every detail down to the constellations on the LED-covered walls; she remembers how cold she felt, guts twisting in undeniable fear. HER FATHER WAS THERE, trying to fight his way out. she watches him fall, knocked down unconscious.

then, she looks at her.

those are mine. she wants to yell; SHE WANTS TO SCREAM, but her lungs can do nothing but fill themselves with air. an elephant sits on her chest, pinning her to the ground. THEY'RE MINE ... !

she should wake up. she knows this is a dream— THIS IS A NIGHTMARE, WILLOW. she can wake up.

but she refuses.

❝ THOSE ARE MINE— !! ❞

FIRE, IN ALL ITS FURY; carries her upward, making her stand, as the RAGE OF ANCIENTS burrows itself into her eyes. she doesn't know if it's because she went off script, if that's the reason WHY the figure of jupiter LOCKS, eyes wide, unable to move.

but she grasps the occasion, nonetheless. ❝ they were NEVER YOURS to take !! ❞ she steps forward, supported by a TAILWIND. ❝ because they're MINE !! these are MY— ❞

❝ — my friends. ❞

she opens her eyes, to the familiar sight of the roof of her yellow tent. the back of her open hand, OUTSTRETCHED, before falling back at her side.

she doesn't need to move; she's reassured, instantly, by the sound of snoring she's been so accustomed to: LASAGNA at her left, CHEWIE and BASIL outside. MORIS must have gotten out of his pokéball at some point, because she now felt the weight of his tail on her legs. on the top of the tent, VI, her staraptor, stands guard.

she turns her head to the side. grandpa's pokéball on her right. everything is okay. everything is ... FINE. for the first time after being welcomed by that recurrent nightmare once more, willow can finally say that SHE'S FINE.

Hau has revealed their superpowers on live TV. Your muse is free to know they're blessed if they've seen the news (They've gone so viral that practically the whole world knows now and they're not hiding their wings and powers anymore.)

They now have wings

Hau has been demoted by Tapu Koko, and is no longer the Kahuna of Melemele Island. Hala has been re-chosen. This was all over the news, both in Alola and other regions, as it has never happened before in the history of Alola.

He no longer only specializes only in Fairy-type Pokémon, but does still train them and rotates them onto his main team often.

They have completed their trials at age 11

Hala and Maleah are his grandfather and mother respectively

His arms and upper legs are covered in purple scars

They work for Looker sometimes as a rookie detective

Semi-Private Knowledge (only a select group knows about this):

The locals in Iki Town know about Hau's dad leaving when he was still very young

They were involved with the Aether event years ago

They (fist)fought with Tapu Koko and ended up rather injured from it

Sirio Galassia is his manager. Private Knowledge (very few people know about this):

They almost/nearly died when they first received the first and second blessing, their body unable to take it at first

They have an Ultra Beast (a Nihilego) they rescued and are taking care of

He was attacked by Eris Evans, and has purple scarring from the toxins from the Toxapex she sent for him

He was kidnapped by an organisation called Team Eclipse (now disbanded) when he first when to Galar on his own. Red and Giovanni saved him.

They have been to Ultra Space with Guzma by accident, and are a Faller now.

They hold a piece of the broken Red Chain to protect it. Things not even Hau knows (yet):

During her initial Gym journey, May admittedly did not interact much with Devon nor its executives—much of that business was left to her rival, Brendan, for handling on his own accord. Her father, Prof. Birch, generally spoke favorably of Devon Corp, having worked closely with them in the past. Her naturalist outlook and survivalist lifestyle do inspire distrust towards any and all major corporations, and so she maintained her distance back then...

Upon return, the Champion has understandably had her hands full with League obligations; however, her sharpened instincts do well to inform her that not all is right about the workings of Devon, and how secretive it seems they've become. Though she lacks any evidence or (current) motive to investigate further, she keeps in close contact with Rustboro's resident Leader for updates and rumors that float through the wind.

Even behind Interpol's bars for questioning, former commander Jupiter can't help herself as the newly-victorious Dawn passes through the corridor. A smirk--teasing and venomous--dances upon her lips. (Despite her crimes against Sinnoh, Interpol can't hold her--she'll be out within the week.)

"Oh well, I'm sure we'll see each other again soon enough..."

𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 | accepting!

Dealing with Interpol was infinitely frustrating for Dawn. She'd been eager to hear about their capture of Jupiter (the fate of the other Commanders was unknown to her, and to the rest of them), but upon arriving, her elation quickly deflated.

"We have her here for questioning, but our hands may be tied."

"What? What do you mean?"

"If she doesn't speak, there isn't much we can do considering Cyrus is missing. She may not be here for long."

"That's ridiculous. There's nothing you can do? There's nothing I can do as Champion?"

"I'm afraid not, Miss Hara. It would take a council hand-chosen by both Interpol and the League administration to-"

"That's-" Cynthia had come to cut off the young girl before she could say anything more. The former Champion seemed just as frustrated as she had been, but there was nothing either of them could do. The law and the League were like oil and water. The League had a great amount of power in their region, but there was only so much they could do without stepping on Interpol's toes. It was a maddening balance that Dawn still had to learn and get used to.

She left the room with a bitter taste in her mouth, Cynthia leaving before her to arrange transportation for them back to Sinnoh's League building - Dawn figured once they got back, they'd be going over everything relating to the Champion and the law after today.

Try as she may to ignore the ex-Commander sitting behind bars, Jupiter's voice had a way of cutting into Dawn. Like poison digging into her spine. The way Jupiter spoke and carried herself was calculated and intentional, and Dawn knew it.

Dawn would stop in her tracks, frigid midnight eyes meeting Jupiter's own poisonous pools.

"What more do I need to say to you?" She replies, ice clinging onto her tone. "We both know what's going to happen to you." An admittance that still made Dawn's blood boil in cold fury. If Dawn was able to have her way, she wondered if Jupiter would be so bold still. Probably, knowing her.

"I wonder what kind of expression you'll wear when the Devil comes knocking. I can promise you - she will come for you." Dawn takes a step back and away from the bars, turning slightly but still keeping her eyes on Jupiter for a moment.

(Just asking for a friend…)

NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH. | 1/10

❝ i believe that it is INCREDIBLY DANGEROUS for organizations or individuals unaffiliated with the members of the TERA PROJECT to attempt to create or develop any new tera-based technology, for multiple reasons.

for a long time—a very long time—humanity was not aware of the IMMENSE POWER that tera crystals possess. it was not until a decade or so ago that we truly began to understand that POWER. and even still, after the substantial amount of research i have conducted on them and the TERASTAL PHENOMENON as a whole, the phenomenon is surrounded in MYSTERY. it is natural that we fear what we do not fully understand, and it is necessary that we face that fear regardless, for the BETTER GOOD.

that being said, the ENERGY that radiates from tera crystals is HIGHLY UNSTABLE. the natural instability of tera crystals and the energy that radiates from them is comparable to nuclear energy. while both forms of energy are extremely efficient, they come with many, many dangers—some of which can come with CATASTROPHIC CONSEQUENCES. ❞

he would know. he has been privy to many, many different manifestations of the aforementioned consequences.

❝ when experimenting with tera crystals and terastal energy, it is imperative to understand that POWER of the TERASTAL PHENOMENON is both BEAUTIFUL and TERRIFYING. bursts of terastal energy can cause EXPLOSIONS. in regions without highly concentrated amounts of terastal energy, such as paldea and the land of kitakami, the aforementioned volatility of existing terastal energy increases substantially.

[ EXAMINE... ; ACCEPTING ]

It's a fucking LITTLE GUY. It's a LITTLE DUDE. A funky little motherfucking BABY.

It shivers as he looks up at you. You look around, not seeing any other Wimpod around.

What do we do, Guzma.

WHO GIVES A SHIT ATTACK!!!!!!!!!!!!! ► TIME TO BUG DAD IT UP

You squat down, looking throw your pockets. The Wimpod stops shivering. It looks at you curiously.

USE:

► OLD CRACKERS CANDY COINS

As soon as you show the Wimpod the crackers, it scuttles closer, taking a few bites at it. It looks up to you. And then...

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