#silveratonment

“Is that a keystone?”

They asked before they could shush their natural curiosity, They’d seen plenty of different keystone designs over the time they’d spent studying the concept of Mega evolution, The bond needed between a trainer and pokemon before it could be completed successfully. But never had they seen a keystone serve as a false eye, While perhaps not necessarily practical as use for a functioning prosthetic eye by any means, It was certainly the most interesting place blanche had seen a keystone yet.

Your mom never told you your face’d get stuck like that? Pencil sketch comm for @silveratonment :)

Come on, Jay, say the truth. Don’t be facetious. Don’t be a little bit of an asshole. Just say that it’s in the middle of people’s faces, that it’s one of the first thing people will notice, that it influences the way facial features harmonize a lot—

Misc Sentence Starters!

⋆★ @silveratonment​  ★⋆ asked:

“I love your Banette! Where did you get it?”

    WHORLED EYES TURN to regard the stranger, the woman donning a grin that was delighted as it was eerie. Her Banette, meanwhile, chuckles quietly as he basks in the attention.

💫 - fight, tickle, insult.

“I can take Sneasel in a fight no problem. It’s pretty fast, but it’s the only one who wouldn’t mind having a little bit of wrestling fun. Gengar... he gets insulted enough already. That fat lad barely does what he’s told.

           ...and Feraligatr is kind of ticklish under his arms, so. Yeah.”

Alright, Solis was still following, he managed to lose those Magma grunts in the dark of the night and he was still holding that big dumb rock they were supposed to steal. Seemed like the mission was mostly a success.

Now only remained his chief concern. How was he going to get the hell out of here? Fallarbor was still very much part of Team Magma’s turf, so he couldn’t really linger around. If only he thought about bringing a Flying type, or a bike, or maybe even...

.... A car?

He heard the sound of an approaching engine, and before he could tell where it was coming from, Lorenz was blinded by a pair of headlights. He was about to run away, not really wanting to find out what would happen if it was that creepy robot chick behind the wheel, when it drifted and stopped inches away from him. He blinked in mild amazement and let out a sigh of relief when the face he saw at the window turned out to be Tae’s. She seemed proud to announce how easy it had been for her to “borrow” the vehicle.

“You scared the shit out of me.”

He called his Starmie back into their Poké Ball and hopped into the back seat (The passenger’s seat was occupied by Gerdr already).

First thing he did was drop the meteorite fragment on the one empty seat.

“Rock secured. Floor it!“

Tae had to admit, field work was not her cup of tea. She didn’t really enjoy being reduced down to criminal activity for a paycheque, much preferring the comforting (to her) sounds of the engineering deck. The hum of machines, the screech of power tools, and very little talking. At the same time, she couldn’t exactly say no when she was asked to guard a simple operation. Her hands stayed relatively clean, and all she really had to do was stand there and raise the alarm if a certain sweater wearing gang decided they wanted in... 

Which of course, they had. Some other grunt had raised the alarm, but she hadn’t stood there with her hands in her pockets. It was Gerdr who spotted the Jeep, and although it was hard to tell in the dark, Tae could have sworn it was bright red, the colour of those climate terrorists... Either way, whoever it belonged to wasn’t using it, and Tae figured she could make good use of it. She was getting ready to start hot-wiring when... huh... cute key rings... 

That was what lead her to picking up Lorenz, a cocky grunt who liked to head up this kind of operation. They didn’t cross paths too often, except to swap orders and drink beers in the break room. Normal stuff. Gerdr greeted him with an excited “Buh-buh!”

“Get in, bitch, we’re goin’ home, I got circuit board back on base that won’t solder themselves!”

It didn’t take long for Lorenz to do just that, and just like he didn’t need to be told to get in the car, she didn’t need to be told to slam her foot on the accelerator. The wheels span for a bit before she dramatically took her foot off the break, shooting the bulky vehicle down the track with a cloud of dust.

@silveratonment​ ; “I’m cold.” (Aqua verse)

The fellow Aqua looks out at the sea spray. Its mid winter, a chill sea breeze wafting in from the coast and cutting through their many layers. Wolf was stood with his hands stuffed into the pockets of his jacket with Lorenz on his good side. Still the complaint is muffled and far off but he still picks it up barely. 

He stifles a snort, looking down at the younger grunt with an amused twinkle in his eye. His voice is loud, as if trying to talk over loud music. He wasn’t sure if the kid knew sign and he was about to start waving his hands around.