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“It was a berry medley! They’re supposed to be eaten? I thought that was the point of you giving it to me.”
"You actually a t e it. You really just t r u s t me so much, don’t you?”
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“Because the last time I ate something you gave to me, I was sick for a week. Why should I trust you this time? And it’s not prejudices. It’s me being aware of your nature.”
“--You ate it?”
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“Hey! I might be a b r a v e explorer…but I’m not stupid. I know when you’re up to something!”
“M E!? Now, why would I be up to a n y t h i n g!? I’m always here to spread the good will of happiness and harmony! You’re just RIDDLED with prejudices! You’re gonna lose an eye for that one day, you will!”
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“Casper, I really appreciate ya tryna ‘broaden my horizons’, I really do. Bu’ I’ll die if ya take me to tha moon. There ain’ no oxygen up there! I cain’ breathe! An’ one way? Dude, did youse plan on leavin’ me there?”
“--Did I r e a l l y say something like that!?”
“Nahhh! You were just TOTALLY hearing things!”
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It seemed that even her best efforts to attempt to flush out this demon were made fruitless – and had she not been able to just sense his presence, rather than relying solely on psychic sight, the chances of her falling prey to his sneaky, near-cowardly tactics would have skyrocketed. However, she knew she was being stalked. She opted not to move, being as patient as possible as she waited for the beast to show himself.
If there is one thing she gathered from him during the time they met to the time she started fleeing, it was the sheer desperation in his tone. He wanted her so badly, he might as well be a quivering child waiting for his parents to take them into a candy store. She knew that he could not wait to get his dirty, disgusting little hands on her and the Soul Dew. She knew he would likely attempt to chase her down to the ends of the earth, waiting for her to tire herself out so that he can exact his terrible wrath upon her.
That is why she was patient. Patient and waiting for the dastardly creature to act first, for she knew that it would not only give her time to recuperate her strength, but also prepare for what was to come. That creature soon grew impatient, just as she suspected, but what happened next wasn’t quite what she thought would happen-
-The ground underneath the valley began to crack, a fissure almost as large as that of Groudon’s earthly strength made manifest began to split the world underneath her in two, bearing weight to near-endless amounts of hellspawn and undead arms that seemed to almost mimic that massive gauntlet column she dealt with long ago, accompanied by the screams and wails of the damned which only seemed to intensify what would otherwise be seen as an otherwise dire circumstance.
She would not, however, see this as a threat, but rather, an opportunity. She had to act fast, for those arms were coming towards her rather quickly.
Perhaps she would feel bad for this later, but… if she wanted any hope of removing the threat, perhaps it was best for her to strike at the core of the damnation.
Right where she hoped it would hurt.
Opening her maw, a flow of energy began to generate within her throat, and then, with an avid screech, the Latias unleashed a massive Dragon Pulse towards the encroaching arms, incinerating them as they came and blowing the destructive energy right into the center of – and around– the portal. She hoped this would be met with results– otherwise, she’d have to settle for a different tactic!
A direct strike onto the Nether…
A d I r e c t strike upon my abode…
How utterly RICH!
Everything about this had just become so much more EXCITING! With such a brazenness befitting of such an emotional goddess, she just thrust upon my world her own power! It was one that beamed forth and cascaded into the Spirit World, swamping around such a delicious truckload of s p I r I t that it was as if the entirety of the dead came to a halt to witness it. Around them was this power so powerful and so enriched with spiritual energy that they quivered, some even going as far as to lick the residue c l e a n from their palms and the tombs that littered the ground. Others, such as myself, saw this as a c h a n c e.
An o p p o r t u n I t y.
A v o r t e x into power.
As I had been out of the array of the blast, I knew that none could oppose me any further! Deep I sunk into the catacombs of the Nether and directly my feet met with the crater her power created, and with pride, my arms flung backward as my head dipped up. To my view were nothing but squirming serpentine creatures and extraterrestrial bodies moving about, as if praising me for giving them a chance to feed. They were here only to get any of the soul power that I did not take for myself, and quickly I found myself alone again.
However, with the power now swelling inside me, I did not mind being alone. In fact, I welcomed it. It made it all the easier for me to ascend back from the Nether as if a rocket had attached itself to my body, and out sprung me, He Who Devours the Divine, mere moments before the portal closed in pain. I landed not far from her as my tongue quickly made sure to clean the raspy fingers at my beck and call, for I was greedy for just a few more desperate tastes of her spirit before I turned.
Grinning.
S t r o n g e r than before.
“Ohhhh, you REALLY shouldn’t have done T H A T!” My voice had so much command to it—so much dominance. Away was the desperation that had suffocated me and here to stay was my grin of power, all the while my body began to levitate towards her. I was coated with the lust for blood and the scent of power, and I had h e r to thank for my s e c o n d w I n d. “Do you even wanna K N O W how much of your soul you just P U T into the Nether!? Ohhh, you didn’t even T H I N K, too! You just D I D it, and now you’ve just made me SO MUCH MORE POWERFUL!”
My hands clapped together gently and slowly, but upon every meeting between my palms rocketed the sheer giggles of the dead themselves. Each ounce of their voices was a symphony of mockery, and as I gave a twirl of majesty they couldn’t help but raise in octaves until I silenced them with one sheer g l a r e towards the Latias.
“You’ve given me S O much trouble throughout these centuries,” spoke I, my voice now powered only by the fires of Hades. “I’ve scoured every part of this earth l o o k I n g for you. Every time you evaded me, or I was just s e c o n d s away from getting the kill. But not anymore, She Who Commands the Soul of Dew. You’ve made the m I s t a k e of fighting back. I was going to let your death be painless, but…”
Another Shadow Ball began to fester on the tip of my finger, only this time it was larger. It was more powerful. And inside the sphere was no longer a face of sheer dread and misery. Instead, it was one of a manic grin, white and bony fingers p o u n d I n g against the insides of the domain as it oozed out utter delight at the thought of e n d I n g this Latias with its terror.
“I̵̲͎͇̰̮͖̥ ͉̰͉͞ͅS̩̗̙U͙̻̻͢P҉̟̠̪P̢̘͉̣O̦̕S̜̦̭̦̺͞E͙̺͇͚ ̳̤̻͍̻̝͚M͙̬I̮̝̮̳̺͝S̵E̘͕R̨̻͙̦̭̲ͅY͉͓̗͖ ̱̱I͙̩̘̼S̤̥͎͙̟͖͇ ͈̝̫͓̤̝̭AL̗L̼̥̬̙̳̯̰ ̵̭̫̮TH̡A̫̜̭̹̪̝T̯͍̤̜̘̝ ̥SH͚̼̯̖A̜̩L͓͇̫̞͚L ͍͉̼̰F̷̞̳̣Ọ͎̗̙́L͚͎͇Ĺ̬͈͇̟̩̠̰Ơ̝̣̩͚͙W̖͚͍̳̪̺ͅ ͇̦̞͝A̫̼͞ ̤̦͖͔Ģ̝̱̝̼O̮̲̯̬̥͜D͍D̴̼̼E̥S̯͓S͘ ̯̤͉̣T͈̻̱̤͔͞ͅO̬̻̙̞̱ ̺̭͔̦̜̞̗H̥̫̤̙͔E̘̥͟Ŗ̹̜̜̗ͅ G̢̖͔̘͚R͍͚A̹̮͕̪̳͚VE.̴̩̺͎
Look you creepy lil shadow. This needs to be said. You're a damn awesome mun and Casper, while extremely spoop, is pretty cool too. Keep up the good work, or I will smoosh your face region.
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The two continued with their brisk pace when suddenly, it turned into a full-on sprint when they saw the dead, cold hands grasp at the bridge and shake it. Part of Kirby wanted to help these odd creatures, with the terrified look on their long-dead faces, but they seemed hostile. Galaxy let out a long cry as she tripped from the shaking, Kirby desperately helping her to her feet as she nearly fell off, plunging into god-knows-where.
“Come on–!!!”
The fairy pokemon got back up to her feet and managed to keep her balance as the duo frantically scampered, hoping for the bridge to end and give them some sort of end to this undead nightmare.
Or was it only the beginning?
I watched with glee as the two scrambled to protect their lives, and as they escaped I leaned back against the wall of my manor. The two of them were brave, yet stupid—the type of fools that would keep pressing on despite the fact that all common sense commanded them otherwise. It was a trait befitting of the typical fleshy, and for a moment I did not think much of it.
However, that’s when I began to muse.
That Clefable was one of pure and virtuous heart. Its heart was as plump as its love for this world, and I knew when it wasn’t squirming in terror that it was as bright as the susn itself. The more I began to picture her in my mind, the more I began to feel her radiance…
The more I needed to e n d her.
She was disgusting. She was revolting. She was muck that had built up underneath the mahogany table of a bar and expired upon itself for ages to come. Everything about her was the antithesis of the new world order that this dimension needed. If I were to rid this world of something this putrid, then the only real way for that to come to fruition would be through my own two hands themselves.
Knowing this, and holding upon my face a fat and ripe grin, I began to melt into the floorboards of my abode. Within mere seconds I had seeped through the manor and then throughout the mire and grime of my swamp, soon materializing only in the thickest darkness cast by a tree while the duo barely escaped the bridge. With my dark eyes of crimson surveying them like a predator did their prey, I did nothing at all except s t a r e the type of stare that held nothing but murderous, yet playful intent.
After all, why maul my prey now when I could toy with them b o t h?
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“…What’s in it, Casper? Like…it’s not poison, is it? Cause uh…I don’t have any Pecha berries on me.”
“Such a b r a v e explorer afraid of my little brew!? Ain’t THAT rich!”
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She did it! Thank goodness! It seems her attempts to drive him off have succeeded, throwing him off almost completely from her trail. She couldn’t see him within the distance any more, and perhaps her weaving through the valley has only made her even more harder to find! Perhaps the Soul Dew would be safe, though the Latias began to slow her flight, taking a few seconds to breathe as she turned around to re-affirm her surroundings…
…. No.
She knew it was too early to be proud. She still felt it - that ghastly presence. That horrifying existence of that tainted, disgusting creature. He was still somewhere nearby, wasn’t he? But… where?
Cautious eyes examined the pillars. She could not sense him there. He was not pursuing her past the mist she had created. She checked the nearby treeline - no sign of any sudden patterns of movement. She checked the caverns - no sounds, no movement.
Although she was trying not to show fear, she was growing paranoid, feeling stalked like prey sitting out in the open, unaware of what is watching her and where it is watching her from.
A soft growl escapes her throat. She needs a plan - he’s probably waiting for the most opportune moment to strike. If that’s how he’s going to play this game, she’s going to play along with this game of hide & seek. Slowly closing her eyes, the markings over her body began to increase in brightness as she started examining all her surroundings at once, a full 360 perspective of everything around her. If he’s not going to show himself, she’ll just have to find out where he is. And if he does?
Well, let’s hope she can retaliate in time!
She didn’t r u n. It was so brave, so valiant, so b o l d. Instead of continuing to flee for her miserable life, she opted to try and flush me out. As her body turned with her eyes attempting to scour about for my presence, I made sure to manipulate the darkness underneath her. I was slow and precise with a swiftness known only to an abomination that resided in another plan of existence, staying behind her everywhere she turned. That light was bright and made me squirm slightly, but it wasn’t enough to expel me just yet.
Instead, all it succeeded in was furthering my b l o o d l u s t.
Light like this was only a sign of what needed to be erased. It represented hope, idealism, and love. It was a mixture of everything pure in this world and held with it that embrace of a mother cradling their newborn, securing only the tightest bundles of love for their flesh. But that’s what I hated most. I d e s p I s e d with every inch of my being the belief that light was this pure. In the years many have gotten so used to associating it with the blessing of the All-Father himself, but they forgot just how ambivalent it was. The light cared not for anything that shone in it. It was self-serving and radiated only for itself, and the fools of the current age forgot that selfishness of it. If ou didn’t meet its criteria then you were c a s t aside like garbage, and that was when the light of the sun would never touch you.
That was when the fingers of justice would abandon you.
That was when you were told you were WORTHLESS.
I couldn’t stand it. I was already seething acid itself. I could feel something inside me begin to s p l i t with such a tear that my entire body jerked within her shadow. The more I stared at her the more I felt white-knuckled rage pound within my undead heart. She was everything I hated in this world. She was everything w r o n g with it. She was this misshapen little toy built from the ground up by that idiot Arceus and, with such bright eyes, paraded herself around as some soul of justice. It was so sickening that I was losing control of myself, and in seconds I was beginning to let it happen…
I was going to take her to the Gehenna.
Underneath her now was no longer her shadow. Instead, the earth itself was beginning to crack, tearing apart as if it was just beaten and dead skin. From within this crack bled the cries of the damned as eyes began to puddle up within this fault line. All of these pupils stared with such emptiness and focus that they looked like plastic dolls that had been decorated only to the finest point of detail. From within the irises of these eyes snaked from below arms of the dead, their appendages caked with darkness and streaked with three-eyed maggots. As they made their way above the Latias, they soon attempted to come down with force as the portal began to expand.
It was time.
I needed this.
I NEEDED THIS.
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Such a l o o k in her eye! One of sheer fire and outright p a s s I o n. Was she a n g r y at me!? Was she appalled!? Was she lost in thought, cascading about on the embers of emotion whilst wondering what she was going to do!? So many things seemed to paint itself on her face at once that she had practically become a f e a s t specifically for me, laid out like the j u I c y morsel it was without any other purpose. I had wanted to slurp my tongue against her face and d r a I n her very essence, but the more I gawked at that face, the less I had the will to do so. She was interesting, she was—something so bridled with fire that just k I l l I n g her would be a waste.
She was p e r f e c t. I know what I had to do.
“Ohhhh, come O N!” I sung, my shoulders shrugging as the crimson scum in my eye shone through with utter dominance. “You can’t p o s s I b l y think that holding onto such tribulations is worth anything! What even H A S this world done for you!?”
I took a step forward, my grin fattening upon my plump and purple cheeks as I gave a bloated sigh. The look in my eyes had lessened slightly, giving me a false reflection of p I t y. “You really think this world c a r e s about you? I ‘ M the only one that cares about you! Whereas the world goes on without you, guess who’s r I g h t here speaking to you? L i s t e n I n g to you?”
I g u s h e d while h u g g I n g myself.
“M e~!”
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“It was just a bit of pest control! They were s c u m anyways!”
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The Character in General: I haven’t really seen the PPG reboot, buuuut...
How They’re Played: HOLY FUCKING SHIT IS YOUR SILICO THE BOMB! It’s not even just your intricate writing that does it, either! It’s the amount of passion and little details you’ve put into the character to give them their more mature and enriching canon. You’ve made him a cyberterrorist and a damn frightening and DEEP one at that! You’ve given him so many layers that just thinking about him can be amazing since there’s so much to dissect, and THAT’S what makes a character interesting. He feels god damn real--- like an actual deranged, devoid-of-all-empathy individual that has no qualms on his actions. It’s amazing that you can capture a character that well, and I legit don’t want you to stop!
The Mun: ALEX IS THE FUCKING BEST I CANNOT TAKE IT!!!!!!!!!!! SHE’S SO GOD DAMN NICE AND SMART AND AMAZING AND!?!??!
Do I want to RP?: DUH! All of her muses are so intricately well designed and thought out that I hunger to RP with her! Our threads are always so amazing and the interactions are always amazing! I never want to stop writing with her!
Do we RP now?: FUCKKCKCKCK YES.
OVERALL OPINION: 10000000000000000000/10 WILL ALWAYS MEME WITH
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The Character in General: Latias has always been one of my favorite legendaries! It helped that the Eon Twins had a very good movie that rocked an AMAZING soundtrack! How could I not love Jet Mom? She’s got a rad design and is a beast in competitive play! Sign me the hell up!
How They’re Played: Ahhhhh, now HERE’S what I love about your Latias. You have your own twist on her that stands out and, at the same time, fits her character. I feel as though this is CRUCIAL for any legendary RPer, as it is v e r y easy for legends to be grouped together in this community and not have much individuality. By having her work as a Pokemon Nurse, it compliments both her personality AND her abilities. It also is nice to see that, unlike many other legends in this community, she’s not some all-encompassing god that dominates her will on others or is played up as so powerful that it all blends in. She’s portrayed like any other Pokemon despite her “god status,” and this helps bring out the charm in your portrayal and Latias as a whole!
The Mun: Elfmun already seems like SUCH A COOL PERSON! I literally want to be their friend fOREVER!
Do I want to RP?: Of course! Our ongoing thread right now is amazing because it DEVELOPS BOTH CHARACTERS. We see Latias is fucking t e r r i f i e d and that, despite her god-tier power, she can f e e l that Casper’s absolutely evil itself and it’s this level of respect that highlights her as a character that’s multifaceted as she doesn’t approach every situation the same way. It also develops Casper because it lets me highlight not only how long he’s been around, but also that he’s been actively hunting down legendaries he knows he can beat so that he can use their souls for power. It helps highlight both personalities and drives of the characters significantly well, and that’s why I want to keep RPing with them!
Do we RP now?: MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMYES.
OVERALL OPINION: 10/10 BE THEIR FRIEND AND RP PARTNER!?!?!?
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The Character in General: When I first saw Kart’chok, I thought she was underdeveloped and not realyl fleshed out. However? The more I’ve followed your blog, the more that opinion is starting to change! I noticed not too long ago you added more to her muse’s story, and recently the character has developed a voice all her own! It makes her stand out-- ESPECIALLY since you’ve given her a world to work with, with that world being her hive. This has made Kart’chok a character I WANT to see more, and one I am going to love writing with further! You are doing well with her, and I implore you to keep taking her further because she’s on such a nice track now!
How They’re Played: With the way you’ve been developing the character, I very much have come to appreciate her. She has a lot of arrogance and vanity, yet these traits are her empowerment. She doesn’t need anyone or anything to empower her, for she is her own empowerment. Such a trait in a queenly and regal character is something that draws them out in spades, so I absolutely have to point out that this makes her a great character to see. Your writing has also been improving as you’ve grown more comfortable with Kart’chok, so great job!
The Mun: While I don’t know them all that well, I can say they seem very cool and nice! The way they write their character has also garnered my respect, and I cannot wait to further a friendship between us!
Do I want to RP?: Of course! Kart’chok is an interesting muse and I cannot wait to see how she develops further! It’s why I’m going to love throwing Casper at her(and I’m getting to our thread momentarily), since I personally want to see how she reacts to different things that challenge her empowerment!
Do we RP now?: Mmmmhmmm! We’ve got an ongoing thread, after all!
OVERALL OPINION: Kart’chok is steadily growing into a phenomenal character and this blog is AWESOME! I can’t wait to get to know the muse and the mun more!