(( mostly for askcliffsville because it’s hit 1,000 !! thank you so much !!

so here it is, the joint 1000+ / 800 + giveaway!! this is an art giveaway. there will be three winners, as decided by a random generator.

—-

the rules are as follows:

i think that’s it! okay! ))

Closed RP for SWS

"No, no, I’m fine!" Syrena exclaimed, startled. "Yoru, are you okay?" She turned to see that the Sneasel checked out alright. It didn’t look like he’d really felt anything from the collision, so it seemed natural that he wore a confused expression upon his face.

"Yes, I’m fine," he responded. "What’s going on?"

"Just bumped into someone, that’s all." The mudfish turned back to the other two Pokemon. "I’m real sorry about this, I wasn’t looking where I was going. You’re alright too, yeah?"

"A-Am I alright? I-I think so. You think so? Say it straight forward you dolt, don't just say you think so! I-I'm sorry! I-I'm okay, I am sure of it!" Mathilde shouted out loud, his entire body flinching up as if he was anticipating something to happen. Noticing his sibling having issues speaking, he stepped down in front of the Meowstic and gave him a few small pats on the head. "Mathilde, calm down. Vincent is sure this was just a small accident. No need to get worked up." As he gotten up from the ground, he turned his attention towards the Sneasel and Marshtomp duo. "Vincent's apologies. Vincent does not believe we have introduced ourselves. Vincent's name is Vincent Kaufman, ace vintner plus one of the most intelligent and incompetent minds of all Parai! Mathilde is the younger sibling you had a collision with earlier. Pleasure to make both of your acquittals." He stated, giving a small bow towards the two while giving a quick wink towards them both.

Closed RP for SWS

"B-Brother, where are we going? It’s rather late in the day to try to get customers, is it? P-Plus it kinda looks like it’s going to rain soon." a frail looking Meowstic questioned as he followed closely behind a short Zangoose, fixing his hat to cover up his head if it did start to rain on them both. The Zangoose snickered to himself as reached into his coat draped over his shoulders, pulling out a white handkerchief and a glass. “Yes Vincent is aware about that. Vincent and his companion Mathilde will be dining out this evening.” "T-Then why did you bring your work satchel with exactly? I-I guess I can’t say anything too much myself since I carry this over my head all the time…" Mathilde pointed up above his head, which a book of some sort was floating lazily over his skull a good foot or two. "B-But I’m at least curious." Vincent gave the wine glass a short flourish as he flipped it up into the air briefly, catching it by the handle as it descends. “It’s meekly for Vincent’s amusement, nothing more.” "Um… I think you mean merely, brother…" the Meowstic corrected, both him and his sibling not paying enough attention to where he was going as he was about to crash into someone nearby. swsuniverse

The overcast sky above was a happy sight to the water-type as she and her Sneasel partner made their way through the streets of Andalusst. It hadn’t rained in a while, and the Marshtomp didn’t mind if it did; no, being a water-type certainly had it’s perks, and this was one of them.

She couldn’t quite say the same for her partner, of course. With his long fur, it would certainly be a pain for him to dry himself off. “Hey Yoru, why don’t we stop somewhere for a bit? It looks like it’s about to rain.”

"Sure, Syrena," came the response in monotone. Looking back over her shoulder, Syrena grinned, despite the fact her partner wouldn’t be able to see her face. "Alright!" the mudfish beamed.

Unfortunately, Syrena’s lack of attention towards where she was going led her on a collision course with a blue cat Pokemon wearing a hat. She didn’t fall over, being almost sort of a heavy-weight, but she was dazed to say in the least. The Marshtomp gathered her thoughts quickly, before exclaiming an apology

Mathilde fell backwards as he crashed into the Marshtomp, landing on his back with his book he was carrying falling directly onto the Meowstic's face. As he climbed back up from the ground and brushed himself off, he finally took notice of what he had collided with. "O-Oh no! I'm so sorry! Y-You didn't get injured, did you?" He squeaked out as he could felt his whole body tense up, only thing he thought he could do was hide his face the best he could with his book.

+4

The Psychic type rubbed off his eyes, still sniffling a bit but slowly calming down at the very least. “Y-You aren’t angry? Y-You can still have the two coins if you wish. I-It’s not much though. I-I really need to head home before my brother gets too worried.”

"Not angry.." He said with a sigh. "Look, keep the two coins, you need them more than I do." He said, rattling in his bag. "In fact… do you want some more?"

The Meowstic looked on with confusion in his eyes, having not expected that kind of response from the Ground type. It was a noble offer from the Sandslash but he couldn't just take it. They were somewhat bad off currently but not to that point. "N-No thank you, mister. I-I do appreciate the offer but just being able to keep the two coins I have currently is great enough as is. T-Thank you."

+4

"Jesus…" He muttered with a frown, looking at the Meowstic.¨

"Alright, alright! Just calm down!" He insisted. "I’m not angry, I promise."

The Psychic type rubbed off his eyes, still sniffling a bit but slowly calming down at the very least. "Y-You aren't angry? Y-You can still have the two coins if you wish. I-It's not much though. I-I really need to head home before my brother gets too worried."

+4

"Two…" Rivor looked with a skeptical look, one that seemed to balance pity and annoyance. "You ONLY have 2 coins?" He asked, a brow raised up with his arms crossed over his chest.

"That’s ALL you’re sittin’ on?"

"I-I don't have any more coins on me, at least to my knowledge. H-Honest."

"I-I'm sorry! J-Just please don't get angry! I-I won't trespass here again!"

+4

Mathilde: O-Oh dear… A-Am I trespassing? I-I’m sorry! I-I will leave the premises posthaste! J-Just please don’t hurt me!

Rivor shook his head, shrugging a bit. “I won’t hurt ya… but you’re still trespassing on my ground.. sooo…. better pay up.”

"P-Pay up? ..." He responded, taking off his hat from head and checking within to see what he could gather up from within it. A couple coins, some lint and a small cloth pouch with some literary supplies like ink were all that was contained within the inside of the hat, which a few mere coins probably wouldn't amount up to much in payment.

"U-Uh... I-I don't know if this would be enough but I got these two coins. W-Would this work?"

+4

thievingsandslash:

Mathilde: O-Oh dear... A-Am I trespassing? I-I'm sorry! I-I will leave the premises posthaste! J-Just please don't hurt me!

((Thrird and last part of today’s stream

Vincent Icon Set for askteammeltingpot ))

((Second part of today’s stream

Mathilde Icon Set for askteammeltingpot ))

  "W-Well I have a nagging suspicion of where he gained this sudden bigotry since he didn’t have it until after… N-Nevermind, I-I don’t I have any ideas…" The Meowstic responded, clutching on tightly to the rim of his hat tightly and pulling it down. He didn’t want to really continue that topic too far. This Bouffalant definitely seemed friendlier than he thought though, all things considering. Perhaps his brother won’t lash out at him since most of his anger is directed towards bulls and not really buffalo?  "W-Well despite this bigotry, my brother is really not too bad a person thankfully. For anyone else, he is fairly friendly with them especially if they are a customer. D-Do you have a brother or sister?" The Meowstic asked, attempting to sit down on the ground and rest his legs a bit. He was gonna have to head back home eventually when his brother starts calling for him, and getting rested up would probably be best.

Brutus shut his eyes, pondering for a moment as he knelt down on the ground. He mind as well relax as well. He had nowhere else to be for the time being. The subject about his siblings however… “It has been a while since I heard anything from my siblings. I have two sisters and one brother. My sisters are Miltanks while my brother is a Bouffalant as well. Perhaps they are still in Geoda or have they wondered to do something else…?” He said in a mere whisper. His relationship with his sisters were fragile at best. His brother was the only one he had a close knit tie with… He vanished one day never to be heard from again.

Though there was one thing was slightly nagging him. “Why are you so timid, Mat? I apologize for being so straight forward or perhaps a tad bit nosy. It is alright if you do not want to say anything about it. Only say it at the appropriate time.” 

Brutus cringed slightly at the Meowstic’s sorrowful state. He instantly regretted the question when he witnessed the reaction he had brought out. He became hesitant if he should console a stranger. He wasn’t use to comforting others in need.  "This is nothing to be sorry for. I am the one who asked. Blame me for being a little curious for my own good," Brutus stated, adamantly. "I can always be here if you need someone to simply lend a ear and listen." 

"It seems I have brought out sad memories. I understand if you wish to leave." He lowered his head and got up on his feet. "I am sorry Mathilde. If you proceed to have problems with these bullies, please contact me. I will make sure that it will cease immediately," he said darkly. 

"I-I… w-would like to stay a little longer if I can. I-I guess we could just change the subject. T-Thankfully that was mostly in the past so… B-But I-I guess I might be just be paranoid since I-I haven’t gotten used to the different city thing yet… I-I don’t want to have this happen again, you know?" The Meowstic insisted, his eyes still a bit swollen as his voice seemed a bit strained still. He honestly didn’t want to drive the buffalo off or anything of that nature because of his breakdown. "I-I’m sorry for the selfish request but… I would like to be friends still if we can."

Friends? Brutus blinked several times, unsure what action to take. He hadn’t expected the Meowstic to request to be friends with him. He expected to be turned away, to miss an opportunity. He gave a small cough, averting his gaze. “I do not see why not we can be friends. I am not accustomed to having friends, you see. I am use to others maintaining their distance from me. You probably have to show me the way of being a proper friend,” he said with a small frown. He was use to others’ fearful expression or nervousness around his presence and the only friend he had, he was separated from due to his choices. He simply accepted the lone life. 

The Meowstic giggled gleefully for a moment, his tails wagging slowly behind him as he chuckled a bit. His eyes didn’t seem as swollen as before now, as he tried to keep a cheerful smile painted across his face. “T-Thank you, and I-I don’t mind that at all. I-I am sure it won’t be too hard to learn. I-I admit I might not know much about it either though. B-But that means it will be a learning experience for both of us… R-Right? I-I’m sorry if I am not making too much sense. I-I will try harder next time…” The Meowstic pondered for a moment, trying to come up with something he could ask the Normal type about as he scratched the side of his head a bit. “U-Um… So, do you have anything you like to do in your free time? H-Here I been, talking about myself all this time but I-I don’t think I have asked you anything so… I-It’s rather lovely weather we are having isn’t it?” He inquired with a shaky sounding chuckle, knowing that his questions definitely weren’t very creative but hopefully they will do for the buffalo.

The Bouffalant smiled at the feline’s attempt for small conversation. He appreciated the effort, knowing he himself was failing at providing information as well. “This will be quite the learning experience. I am sure of that.It is quite alright. But hm… during my free times, I always find myself meditating to maintain a peaceful mind. I adopted this new hobby quite recently and has proven to be quite effective. Perhaps you can try it sometime? If I am not meditating, I am usually studying for knowledge sake.”

He chuckled lightly. “The weather is quite lovely. Do you have any hobbies outside of writing? Maybe even food you like?” He sighed inwardly. He was bad at this as well. Too much for his liking.

{ REBLOG if you're a PMD-discovery AND/OR PMD-Unity blog! }

{ I need more than 20 blogs to follow and I’ll be putting my PMD-U team(s) on this blog as well. I’m willing to send asks/starters and i’m also accepting them! }