They say they want to help me. They say they want me to “get better.” Well, if they really do, why are they giving me such shitty peasant food, and make me sleep on a shitty peasant bed? Why do they make me wear this annoying prison uniform instead of my finest clothes? And for Arceus’ sake—WHY AREN’T THEY LETTING ME NEAR MY POKÉMON? I miss ordering them around. I miss the feeling of control I get when I’m with them. The jail people told me this was “unhealthy” and “toxic,” and to be honest? I can see how it’s toxic for my Pokémon. But why should I care? It makes me feel so good.

I want my parents. I haven’t seen them since I came to this dump. They won’t visit me and they aren’t even telling me WHY. So far, all the people who visited me were either Lefou or total strangers. It’s not fair. Every day I see rapists and murderers and drug dealers get long phone calls from their family and friends—and not even angsty talks. They’re HAPPY. Smiling and laughing it up like they were never criminals at all. And they get visits, too. Visits from their parents and their siblings and sometimes even their children. Why? Why do people who are worse than me get more than I do? Am I really that bad? Am I worse than, say, that woman I know who strangled her spouse with her bare hands—if she still gets visits from her older brother and I get nothing?

This is dumb. Everything is dumb. I can’t wait to get out of here. I swear, as soon as my parents let me out of this jail, I am punching them both in their stupid faces

a low rumble interrupts her as she writes, and then she hears the screaming.

WATER. WATER. FLOOD. FLOOD.

@sky-and-spear 

Bagon: OH; I didn't know that.

Neburai: So, now you gonna follow me?

Bagon: What, no! Why would I follow you even if I know your url?

Neburai: ... 45 followers, sky-and-spear on top.

Well… Rui wasn’t sure how they ended up here but at least she was pretty sure she knew this place. “Necrozma… why are we on Sky Pillar?” She was pretty sure they were trying to get back to Johto, before an Ultra Beast spotted them and thought it would be a good idea to attack while traveling.

Necrozma, panting a little and scrapped up from fighting, cocked his head. “I had to make a… detour to get away… this was the closest portal… that was still in your dimension…” He felt kind of bad, but he couldn’t fight to his best abilities while also trying to make sure his trainer didn’t fall of his back and who knows where from there.

Violet managed to get there and is hugging the Lillie frivolously. “[Poi! Vi hug human! Vi like human!]”

.. but then she stopped, seemingly to giggle.

“[Vi no lost! Mama there! Vi just like human!]” She’s pointing at the nearby beach, where the Lorekeeper was tending to Horsea and Aster. Looks like she managed to slip again.

“Mama? So... she’s your... guardian, I suppose?”

She looked over toward Zinnia. Wasn’t that the Draconid lady that came by that one time? How had she received a Poipole? This was just...