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Keep in mind Aranza is a very mentally ill, and generally horrible person- even if he believes heās doing good somehow.
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*EGGS YOUR HOUSE EGGS YOUR HOUSE EGGS YOUR-*
āWha- foolish of you to assume I even have a house!ā
((I have responses written up for my threads now wahoo š- just going to wait until itās no longer halloween to post them because that just feels right lol))
āIāve been informed that today is something called āHalloweenā, and that itās customary to give out giftsā¦ Hm. For today only my Inquisitors will be allowing anyone to be reconditioned, without any prior investigation or confession being requiredā¦! Enjoy, or donāt.ā
āā¦ Oh right. Iām supposed to deceive or lie to others as wellā¦ Hm. I hate being a Sage, is that sufficient?ā
"Aranza, do you trust in me?" The great sage looked paler than usual, he wore a coat with a collar so high he could cover the lower half of his face. Beneath his eye was a shadow so dark that it made his piercing red so much brighter.
He hadn't been outside in days, either, and was rarely taking visitors. What an honour that Aranza was chosen to be one of them.
Ghetsis pointed to a chair opposite him; it was too close for comfort.
"I've come down with a certain affliction. It causes dreadful hunger." How different was it to drain others in order to feed his ego, anyway? He held out his hand, of which his nails had grown a surprising amount, waiting for Aranza to take it. In that moment of connection, he would show more of himself: a grotesque fang spilling from one side of his mouth like a dagger, a smaller one peaking out from the other side. Some partial unveiling of the truth that he'd changed... or maybe that he'd never changed at all.
"Will you rid me of it? Pain shared is pain halved."
If Aranza were to accept, he'd find himself similarly starved. Unlike Ghetsis, however, he would never be fed enough to satisfy himself. He'd be left scrounging for any scrap in Ghetsis' wake, beholden to something more powerful than him...
Well, maybe it wouldn't change that much, anyway.
{ @diabotsis }
Ā Ā Ā Ā Aranza wasnāt certain whyā¦ But something about this reminded him about those tales from his childhood, old folklore heād never paid any mind to. They said that those whoād angered the spirits, or the magic men they blessed, were oft cursed by a great affliction- endless hunger that drove them to commit atrocity after atrocity in any hope that the sacred flesh may make them whole once more, until in the end they lost all connection to the humans they once were. Of course, anyone with a shred of sense knew that the whole rumour was formed due to the actions of a particular baron- executed like the rest of the high nobles in the civil war- and not any actual monsters.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Because monsters werenāt real, and evil men were.
Ā Ā Ā Ā He almost smiled at the memory. Sure, most of his past was an unpleasant matter heād prefer to lock away, but at least those stories were fairly unmarred by his fatherās cruelty. Still, such childish things had no place here- why had it come to him so suddenly, so umprompted?
Ā Ā Ā Ā Besides, his Lord Ghetsis was certainly no āmonsterā- in the mythical or literal sense. He was a good man, certainly BEYOND better than any man alive if He could find patience for someone as wretched as Aranzaā¦!
Ā Ā Ā Ā ā¦ Even if something seemed a bitā¦ Off with the man. It was an almost painful thought, and Aranza scolded himself the moment it crossed his mind.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Stillā¦ Ghetsis was oh so pale, but He had been sick, as Heād saidā¦ Why else would He have locked himself away for so long?Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Aranza was half wondering if he should summon one of the doctors. But of course it wouldnāt be his placeā¦ Lord Ghetsis had Arceusā favour and would never fall to something as simple as that mysterious disease!
Ā Ā Ā Ā So despite being beyond uncertain as to what Ghetsis was implying, the sage sat across from him with little hesitation, folding somewhat trembling hands onto his lap. He could rarely make them stop nowadays, besides, according to his doctors it could never be fixed. He just had to learn to accept it.
Ā Ā Ā Ā āOf course, my Lord, I will always help you in any way I can- itās only fair after all youāve done for me.ā Aranza nodded, letting out a soft exhale as he prayed his voice wasnāt shaking too much- it was the truth, he genuinely would do anything if Ghetsis asked, even if itād put him at riskā¦ He was just an extension of Him now, right?
Ā Ā Ā Ā It would be an honour to share in that affliction, if that was what He willed! Especially if it would ease His suffering in any way. Even ifā¦ Aranza was pretty sure thatās not how disease worked? Bah! He didnāt trust most āmedical professionalsā these days anyways.
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((somewhat done of my break, will be quite slow to respond though because been having general brain fog lately lol))
((been in a bad slump lately and unable to get myself to write / draw/ work on anything that requires much thought, will hopefully be back to normal soon haha āļø. BPD my beloathed <\3))
(( Aranza playlist hehehe- tried to find lyric videos where I could since I canāt understand music without āem hehe- though the original playlist is on my apple music so sadly not all of āem have lyrics in āem (because theyāre less popular I assume?) https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLSu3FCwSUD-SzvRjMB5Iy2jED96cbeo5z&si=RvzdORrGsWLKQnzy ))
"Ah! Yes Im okay sir! Heh just fell back. I was just chasing after Peachy Pie, something really got his attention and. Oh there you are little buddy!" The pink wooper had run back to her where she was still sitting on the ground where she had fallen. He hopped into her lap, now holding a mushroom he found in his mouth like a puppy that found a stick. "All that trouble for one mushroom, Silly thing "She rubbed the pink woopers head, before her eyes went back to the man in the very elaborate robes.
"Im very sorry again, "She carefully got back up, brushing herself off while holding her wooper in one of her arms. " Im called Bee, Your outfit is very fancy sir, I like it, and your PokƩmon is neat! Ive never seen that one before."
Ā Ā Ā Ā Aranza was silent for a few moments, trying to figure out whether she was being sincere or if that was some odd cruel-intentioned joke. Probably not the best thing to assume right away, but heād become, unfortunately, quite paranoid over the years. Especially when it came to outsiders.
Ā Ā Ā Ā āNice to meet you Bee. Iām Aranza- andā¦ Iā¦ thank you? My retainers certainly take my appearance far more seriously than I do these days, and Iām beyond grateful for that?ā Aranza was finally able to force words out, his disbelief beyond obvious in his voice. However, he seemed to relax somewhat when he switched topics to the Gigalith instead. āI agree! Anchorite is a great PokĆ©mon, sure we havenāt known each other long, but Iāve come to appreciate how much I can depend on him. The only downside is he seems a bit too protective at times. I mean this in the positive sense, but Iām glad that he didnāt attack you for running into meā¦? Maybeā¦ Maybe that means he trusts that you are a good person?ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Damn it. He was usually so confident, perfect at using all the ārightā wordsā¦! But was that simply from years of familiarity and rehearsal? Hopefully this stranger didnāt find him as completely pathetic as he currently feltā¦
Bee wasn't fully watching where she was going. She was too busy focusing on the pink wooper, Peachy, Who had run on ahead of her. She had her focus on it so much that she didn't see the other figure on the path, the young lady running into another stranger with a small thud that made her fall back,
:"Ah! I'm sorry! I didnt see where I was going!"
Ā Ā Ā Ā The old man, in his near ridiculously extravagant robes thatād make even Renaissance vestments seem boring in comparison, let out an almost frightened noise as he grabbed the shoulder of the blue Gigalith beside him to stop himself from falling over from the pure shock he felt. His retainers had told him nobody would be out here this time of day, this time of year- but it seemed that they were wrong.
Ā Ā Ā Ā After a few moments of confused stammering, Aranza recollected himself, standing straighter as he cleared his throat. āNo worries whatsoever; itās probably my fault anyways- I am walking directly in the middle of the pathā¦ Oh! Are you alright? You seem in quite the rush-?ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā For rather obvious reasons, he hadnāt noticed that whooper that had run right past them- it was hard to notice much of anything when your eyes had rather recently decided that you didnāt actually need them. However the distortion that had happened.
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Ā Ā Ā Ā āYou IDIOT! You couldāve died!ā Aranza hissed, halfheartedly waving his sceptre around for added effect- he was supposed to be giving a speech to his inquisitors at this very moment, but for obvious reasons that had to beā¦ Unexpectedly delayed- as he tried to hold in the urge to yell and to break down into sobs. To demand what the hell had been going through Zinzolinās head to do something so unbelievably foolish. Butā¦ wellā¦ Honestly, all the same, he was kind of impressed.
Ā Ā Ā Ā And anyways, it would be somewhat ironic considering Aranzaāsā¦ history of doing the exact same, and then telling himself he was that much stronger for it.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā So he took one deep breath to steady himself, wiping- discreetly he hoped- a tear off his own cheek with his sleeve. āā¦ Why didnāt you say anythingā¦? Or head straight to the infirmary-ā¦? If I knew, at the very least I could have lent you that doctor amongst my retainersā¦ Cary, or whatever their name is- my staffās been changing so often, that as of late thereās no point in remembering namesā¦ But! Seriously, Zinzolin. Why?!ā
((Two of the quotes hehe :P))
The dark stain of blood was noticeable even against the purple color of his jacket. Even though the fabric was thick, the wound in his side had soaked through. The gauze that he had hastily applied did not stop the bleeding, only slowed itāessentially, gave him borrowed time, which would run out if he didnāt do something more intelligent to address his injuries.
The repercussions of his actions had caught up to him one day later, when he had finally collapsed in the middle of talking to his friend.
āIā¦ I know, I know,ā Zinzolin croaked with a swallow.
The injury had been caused by a stray piece of ice, sharp like glass. It had flown past him at incredible speedāthankfully, it did not impale him, but it certainly lacerated him deeply.
āI should have told someone. I should have sought out medical attention. Butā¦ but I couldnātā¦ā
Couldnāt tell anyone about Kyurem. Not yet. Soon, but I need to find the right time.
āā¦couldnāt showā¦ vulnerability like that.ā
He stared up at Aranza and shivered.
āDonāt tell anyone. Especially not Ghetsis. Iāll beā¦ Iāll be alrightā¦ā
As promised, Zinzolin did not move. Wellā¦ more accurately, he really couldnāt; if he tried, heād likely stumble about and make the injury worse.
Slowly, he slid himself on his forearms until he was lying on his back, staring up at the swimming ceiling.
Noā¦ no, he wasnāt going to die in that amount of time. But there was a chance he might drift off. He found himself a bit too weak to keep his eyes openā¦
But the blasted cold was keeping him awake. Even under the heavy coat, he was chilled to the core. Was that to do with the floor itself, greedily sapping his warmth? Or was it the blood loss that was causing him to suffer so?
Ā Ā Ā Ā ā¦ Everything took much longer than Aranza would have liked, but fifteen, or maybe twenty later (he prayed it was the former) he returned with his doctor- who heād learned was apparently named Allison- and his Braviary, who was rather gingerly holding a plastic bag full of cookies in her beak. He hadnāt had time to retrieve them himself, but he dearly hoped she hadnāt damaged them too badly with her lack of opposable thumbs.
Ā Ā Ā Ā āZinzolinā¦? Are you, ahem, still hereā¦?ā Aranza bit the side of his mouth to keep his emotions from seeping in, his hands hidden behind his back so Allison wouldnāt notice how much they were trembling. He was meant to be strong, unshakeable even! But how he felt now was anything but strength.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Even though Aranza- for obvious reasons- didnāt realize Zinzolin was very much still there (heā¦ truly wouldnāt have blamed him if he had ended up leaving) and was currently lying in the middle of the floor, Allison already had rushed to his side and began opening the medical kit theyād brought with them with two soft clicks.Ā
Zinzolin had not even realized that, despite the bitter cold, he had managed to doze offālikely due to the blood loss having weakened him so much.
Aranzaās voice pulled him back into consciousness, though everything still felt a bit liminal; a bit off, as the heaviness of sleep still lingered, even from the brief moment that it had been present at all.
āIā¦ Iām here,ā Zinzolin said, his voice slurred and weak.
āAreā¦ you here, my friend?ā
A foolish question, in retrospect. Aranza had just spoken to himā¦ but as his eyes flitted around, scanning over Allison and the room, he did not yet see his friend, and his heart slammed in his chest at Aranzaās perceived absence.
Ā Ā Ā Ā āOf course, Zinzolin.ā Aranza whispered as he clambered- for a lack of a more fitting word- down beside Zinzolin. He placed a hand- gently, as if any more force might somehow cause his condition to spiral- on his shoulder before continuing, with few more words coming to the Sage in this moment. āI promised. And Iā¦ wouldnāt dare even imagine going against it.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā He hoped Allison knew what they were doing- well, of course they did; they had technically been a licensed doctor before joining Team Plasma- he knew if Zinzolin died hereā¦ Well, no, he didnāt know. He genuinely didnāt have a single clue what heād do if his only remaining friend became lost to him tooā¦ He would keep going; he had to, but even a spade couldnāt work the fields alone.
Ā Ā Ā Ā āPleaseā¦ Iā¦ Stay awakeā¦ Iā¦ I brought cookies!ā He gestured towards the door, and probably Caladrius, for the braviary to come to his side. She rather unceremoniously dropped the cookies to the floor- if they werenāt already in pieces, they certainly were now.
(( Made a rp blog for my version of Gorm hehehe @gormless-in-theory ))
((Finally finished his pre bw ref haha, ātis in the oc info post :D))
Ā Ā Ā Ā āYou IDIOT! You couldāve died!ā Aranza hissed, halfheartedly waving his sceptre around for added effect- he was supposed to be giving a speech to his inquisitors at this very moment, but for obvious reasons that had to beā¦ Unexpectedly delayed- as he tried to hold in the urge to yell and to break down into sobs. To demand what the hell had been going through Zinzolinās head to do something so unbelievably foolish. Butā¦ wellā¦ Honestly, all the same, he was kind of impressed.
Ā Ā Ā Ā And anyways, it would be somewhat ironic considering Aranzaāsā¦ history of doing the exact same, and then telling himself he was that much stronger for it.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā So he took one deep breath to steady himself, wiping- discreetly he hoped- a tear off his own cheek with his sleeve. āā¦ Why didnāt you say anythingā¦? Or head straight to the infirmary-ā¦? If I knew, at the very least I could have lent you that doctor amongst my retainersā¦ Cary, or whatever their name is- my staffās been changing so often, that as of late thereās no point in remembering namesā¦ But! Seriously, Zinzolin. Why?!ā
((Two of the quotes hehe :P))
The dark stain of blood was noticeable even against the purple color of his jacket. Even though the fabric was thick, the wound in his side had soaked through. The gauze that he had hastily applied did not stop the bleeding, only slowed itāessentially, gave him borrowed time, which would run out if he didnāt do something more intelligent to address his injuries.
The repercussions of his actions had caught up to him one day later, when he had finally collapsed in the middle of talking to his friend.
āIā¦ I know, I know,ā Zinzolin croaked with a swallow.
The injury had been caused by a stray piece of ice, sharp like glass. It had flown past him at incredible speedāthankfully, it did not impale him, but it certainly lacerated him deeply.
āI should have told someone. I should have sought out medical attention. Butā¦ but I couldnātā¦ā
Couldnāt tell anyone about Kyurem. Not yet. Soon, but I need to find the right time.
āā¦couldnāt showā¦ vulnerability like that.ā
He stared up at Aranza and shivered.
āDonāt tell anyone. Especially not Ghetsis. Iāll beā¦ Iāll be alrightā¦ā
As promised, Zinzolin did not move. Wellā¦ more accurately, he really couldnāt; if he tried, heād likely stumble about and make the injury worse.
Slowly, he slid himself on his forearms until he was lying on his back, staring up at the swimming ceiling.
Noā¦ no, he wasnāt going to die in that amount of time. But there was a chance he might drift off. He found himself a bit too weak to keep his eyes openā¦
But the blasted cold was keeping him awake. Even under the heavy coat, he was chilled to the core. Was that to do with the floor itself, greedily sapping his warmth? Or was it the blood loss that was causing him to suffer so?
Ā Ā Ā Ā ā¦ Everything took much longer than Aranza would have liked, but fifteen, or maybe twenty later (he prayed it was the former) he returned with his doctor- who heād learned was apparently named Allison- and his Braviary, who was rather gingerly holding a plastic bag full of cookies in her beak. He hadnāt had time to retrieve them himself, but he dearly hoped she hadnāt damaged them too badly with her lack of opposable thumbs.
Ā Ā Ā Ā āZinzolinā¦? Are you, ahem, still hereā¦?ā Aranza bit the side of his mouth to keep his emotions from seeping in, his hands hidden behind his back so Allison wouldnāt notice how much they were trembling. He was meant to be strong, unshakeable even! But how he felt now was anything but strength.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Even though Aranza- for obvious reasons- didnāt realize Zinzolin was very much still there (heā¦ truly wouldnāt have blamed him if he had ended up leaving) and was currently lying in the middle of the floor, Allison already had rushed to his side and began opening the medical kit theyād brought with them with two soft clicks.Ā
With unova upping the minimum wages, we're all so excited for our raise
"Is that right? That will certainly be a joyous occasion, won't it? Why don't you tell me who else has been talking about the coming raise and maybe we'll throw a little party."
Ā Ā Ā Ā āā¦ Waaait, since when were any of us getting paidā¦? I was never made aware of this development, is it recent???ā
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bitches hate me because of my.... bad personality.... paranoid nature... addictive tendencies......the torture basement.
((Wait, double checking, do folk generally just send in starters- or do they talk in dms first /genq? I have i d e a s but Iām still uncertain about the etiquette outside of the lil ask game chains lol))
