#solrecieves

    1) Anchorite’s crystals have been having this odd… Pulsing light (?) as of late, should I be worried about this..? 2) Is there any way I can make him eat- he’s refused to eat at all since he… had to protect me from something… 3) Are there any particular ways to help non animal ‘mons with their anxiety… He’s been strangely jumpy lately… 4) Not Gigalith specific but… How do I explain to Anchorite he’ll probably never see his best friend again… Frowning emoticon with single tear for emphasis…

( @teamplasma-orange / not thinking properly right now because he’s s a d and just wants to help his… Welp I guess Anchorite is his partner ‘mon now- he’d usually just figure this out himself :P )

Loaded question: first off, I'm sorry about whatever happened to cause this. And I'm glad you asked, actually. I get called out for more veterinarian-esque jobs all the time,

Having said that, I've never seen that happen on a Gigalith? Usually the crystals glow when it's charging energy, say for a move like Explosion or Hyper Beam. If they're pulsing, then maybe there's energy stored up that hasn't been released? That might also be uncomfortable, which could cause your second symptom.

As for eating, I suppose leave food out where you normally do? I've also heard hand-feeding the Pokemon can help, and I've done this for several Pokemon before. Kyo's never really been a fussy eater, nor really sick all too often (go figure the giant boulder has the surface immunity of.. well a boulder.) so I can't say that'll work for Gigalith specifically.

Anxiety wise, open, quiet areas for Gigalith to roam in or places for it to blend into where it'll feel safe may help. Giving him room to walk or taking him out to do activities (go hiking or something i dunno.) might also help. But if he can begin to feel relaxed in your presence and at home, then you can start introducing other stimulation by going outside and stuff.

Lastly I really don't know? Kyo's only really ever imprinted on me, and more recently on Kai and Ohara, so he's never really missed out on anyone he cares about. That said, try the same way you would a person, I suppose? Try letting him down slowly? I dunno. But I wouldn't do it now. It's clear to me that your Gigalith is under a lot of stress, so focus on the other stuff first. This last part can come later.

Yyeahh... held us over her shoulders like sacks of potatoes...

[Photo ID: Isra holding Camille and Sol over her shoulders. Camille has a flustered, awkward expression, and Sol's entire face is bright red, and she had blood dripping from her nose.]

STOP. FUCKING. DRINKING.

I don’t care that it’s “fun”, I don’t care that it makes you “feel good”, it is a PROBLEM that will fucking ruin you for life.

The earliest memory I have of my mom was her being blackout drunk and leaving me hungry for an entire night. She kept on doing it over and over and over, and she treated me like shit. Always yelled at me, abused me, hurt me, told me get her more, whatever!

Last time I saw her, she nearly killed me and Sol. She tortured me, she nearly died! I don’t want to see her ever again, but if you two kept popping up in my life… she will too, probably.

….I don’t care about what you two did to me, I don’t care about my feelings right now!

I DON’T WANT TO SEE YOU TWO END UP LIKE HER! PLEAEE, JUST… STOP!

Fucking hell, Hey um. Look this sort of arrived at an odd time, I was real fuckin drunk when I saw it, but I spent the last 40 or so minutes sobering up so I could say something, or really anything comprehensible.

And I guess you are right, this shit isn't good for me. I was sort of wagging my finger and shit being all tongue in cheek because I know that. I mean shit I've been homeless twice, I've seen the shit you're talking about first hand. And yet and yet and yet.. I dunno. I've no excuse. I do want to stop drinking, and for a while I tried. Up till last night, I hadn't drank since, well, y'know. And it felt good, I guess. It wasn't like I was constantly drunk, I just. drank when I was sad, which for a while was fairly frequently.

And last night was sort of its own thing. A lot happened, you would know. I said and thought things I haven't said or thought for a long time. There was real, genuine fury and rage in my blood when we fought and when I'd try my best to snub off your insults. And there was real grief and worry and misery in my voice when I said all that shit to you while you were (hopefully) sleeping.

I guess what I want to say really is I'm sorry I'm not the girl you want me to be or hoped I would be. And maybe I'll never be that girl, but know that I'm trying to be better. Stop drinking, fix my mental health bullshit, etcetera. Part of me wants to say that it's for you, another says it's for myself, another for Cam, truly I wish I had a clear answer. Maybe it's for both of you. I don't know. But I am trying. Really. Cammie's been a great help, um they're the only reason I'm sober enough right now to be saying anything. And I don't know if you remember me saying this, and I doubt you do, but they're a great person, and you'd probably like them if you took the time to meet them.