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@wormdritch liked for a starter!
Hau did not know what had drawn him to them, but sure enough, here he was, striking up a conversation with a stranger. Maybe it was because it was a new face? Didn’t seem too tourist-y either, he usually avoided those if he could.
“Alola! I’m Hau! Are you headed to that new shop as well?”
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› ❝ @wormdritch ┇ outlast sentence starters.
“ do you hate this world ? ”
the sun has barely risen when the words ring through.
his figure stills amidst what he was doing, hand raised skyward, palm-first: sunlight has poured through the spaces between his splayed fingers, light dancing along his skin. it provided warmth in the meager hours, a skilled combatant against the morning’s chill -- but with this question posed, it only begins to burn. he recoils as though he’s been singed, allowing it to fall away from the heavens, away from the sun’s enticing pull, away from the plane he so wishes to ascend to.
what a weighted question.
@wormdritch / legends sc.
unnerving. that was what came to mind when locking eyes with an individual he had not noticed before, and frankly, may have never noticed had it not been for cairo’s growl. whipping about, anticipating that, in the cloak of night, it was yet another gastly floating up upon them to try and get away with some prank, somehow, syouhi did not feel any much more assured when gold eyes locked to red. unblinking, ever-staring red eyes.
a hand ghosted across cairo’s back, trying to calm him. growling at company was certainly no way to be making friends in a world so terribly frightened by the mere concept of pokemon.
‘ ah--i am sorry, i did not hear your approach. ‘ the grass here in the fields must be terribly plush to mask even a human’s footfalls so profoundly. ‘ i also had not anticipated anyone else to be out here, especially not at night. ‘
night was when he worked best, for there ran a lesser risk of bumping into any villagers out foraging, or other galaxy team members on patrol. it had been some months since his joining jubilife, yet he did not truly feel any less of an outsider to their village.
‘ i... do not believe i have seen you before. ‘ certainly not someone so memorable in their willingness to approach a stranger and his beast companion. ‘ did you need something? ‘
@wormdritch said: they are looking...
"Hey! Wormy! Long time no see!"
Do they know Giratina is not a worm? Yes. Are they going to call them that anyway? Also yes. Ree wheels themself over, before offering the casserole dish.
"It's pretty good. I know you like regular macncheese, but this is something that'll totally blow you out of the water... metaphorically, anyway."
JUPITER/ERIS EVANS starter for @wormdritch!! (no longer accepting!!)
Falling into a restless sleep, Jupiter finds herself in an unfamiliar dream state, reawakening disoriented in that void between worlds, her vision swimming and her body (seemingly) resting on nothing.
She glances up, and gasps with surprise. It looms before her once again, red eyes drilling into her mind. And, as frightened as she is--is any of this real?--Jupiter feels an excited curiosity thrumming through her veins. She had met with this eldritch form before, asked questions of it, and now here she was again in the midst of slumber, her meager life potentially swinging in the balance under Giratina’s petrifying gaze. It’s...exhilarating.
She raises her head, a small smile masking the slight tremble of her shoulders.
“Why did I end up here tonight...?” Jupiter asks lightly, gently probing the balance-keeper Pokemon for answers. “Did you send for me?”
She exhales, and the breath catches in her throat.
“As of late, I wonder...pending the passage of time being real in this dimension, if you still bear grudges. Towards us, towards your fellow space and time-keepers...” Jupiter bows her head with unconvincing sympathy. “In my opinion, it would be understandable if you did. On all counts.”
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“Do you need me to kill someone for you?”
Best Friend Starters!
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"YOU LOVE ME!!!" No, he is definitely not giggling and covering his mouth to muffle them with the bandaged hands. Awww!!! Why else would Giratina offer such a thing?
"I LOVE YOU TOO! I-I wouldn't want to solve an issue with violence, but-- You know I will be there for you, as long as I live!!!" Emmet bounced on his steps as he offered his biggest, brightest grin yet!
"No worries!" Emmet opened his mouth to detail how the ones that hurt him the most could not be reached since Emmet couldn't see their face, but closed when he realized he would have to 1) lie to his best friend, 2) worry his best friend, 3) make them think he was a loser for getting beaten-up. So, he was going to just stare at Giratina. "I will be fine!"
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"I wish Giratina could just leave behind everything and join me and Ingo at the Battle Subway. I have a grey uniform design in mind for them, and they could have so much fun battling! And I would get to baby them and make fun of them if they failed to follow our Subway rules (which I had trouble with as a Depot Agent myself!)."
"I wish he was my sibling... They deserve a normal family and an ordinary life. Being god must be too lonely..."
they know little of this card sending custom — what would they write? to go through such an endeavor merely to wish one well seemed pointless. instead, they send a box. or rather, the box manifests on the nearest table. ( rising up from nothing, like a balloon able to pass through solid surfaces. )
it’s a puzzle. or rather, the pieces of one. delicately carved bits of ( old, quite old ) wood that, when placed together, resemble a statue of an arcanine cloaked in flame. something to keep ree preoccupied, perhaps.
The present is there and settled on the table without the others being disturbed, but Ree notices the new addition. They take pause, before accepting the box — somehow knowing who it’s from without being told — and fiddle with it, frowning thoughtfully.
They’re not very good at puzzles. But they can occupy themself with this. Ree holds the box close, and remembers giratina’s blessing upon them.
