#pseudo-shiny

[cupcakedex]

Happy #Pride month! 🏳️‍🌈

We made an aroace chiffon cake, topped with buttercream Goomy!

Goomy's purple and green colours bring to mind both the aromantic and asexual pride flags for me, so we dyed this airy cake in the colours of the new aroace pride flag!

💚 Aromantic: someone who experiences little to no romantic attraction 💜 Asexual: someone who experiences little to no sexual attraction

These identities aren't mutually exclusive, and like many, they exist on a spectrum with all kinds of intersections! (Please forgive me for only having the ace flag!)

We baked this cake live on my weekly Twitch Pokémon baking show, and I made sooooo many mistakes! It was my first time making chiffon, and I learned so much. I'm not sure how other bakers get perfectly even coloured layers, but I love the accidental sunset vibes!

[ourpokemonteamtournament]

Ex Dragonite

Normal Shiny

Ex Sylveon

Normal Shiny

Tournament PSA: Normal Dragonite won its round and is still in the tournament.

Tournament PSA: Normal Sylveon won its round and is still in the tournament.

If you vote please reblog to help us get as wide a net as possible. Propaganda is highly encouraged. Round 102 Masterlist

[atlas-divide]

Oh boy I forgot tumblr existed again! have this paradox Heracross / Pinsir hybrid as an apology!

[number-1-haxorus-fan]

Just spent 2 fucking hours making a background header for this blog and then editing out the dumbass watermark that the first editor site slapped on and dear god I need to go outside

This is the fruit of my labor and I am fucking proud of it

[fierykitten2]

I’ve said it before that I’d love it if there was a way to battle yourself from the opposite version (I have both Scarlet and Violet and put a decent amount of emphasis on Rose, my player character in Scarlet, and Lavender, my player character in Violet, being different characters but still alternate universe counterparts to the point where they have the exact same team structure - their starter (Quax the Quaquaval and Spriggie the Meowscarada), their version’s Fire Knight called Char (an Armarouge in Scarlet and a Ceruledge in Violet), their version’s “Paradox Leader” (Luna the Roaring Moon and Knight the Iron Valiant) and then their version’s Paradox Legendary trio in National Dex order (Blueberry the Walking Wake, Apple the Gouging Fire and Lemon the Raging Bolt and Cherry the Iron Leaves, Orange the Iron Boulder and Passionfruit the Iron Crown)) but now I’m thinking of other ideas for stuff it would have been cool for them to do in SV to allow you to hang out with yourself if you have both versions - specifically picnics and Tera Raid Battles

Picnics: literally the same as a normal picnic only you have both player characters and all of their Pokémon on their teams plus Koraidon and Miraidon there. You will probably need to connect a second (set of) joycon(s) in order to do it so that you can control both player characters. Camera probably follows the player from the current version being played (eg if I’m playing Scarlet when I set this up, the camera will follow Rose). Sandwiches probably work in a similar way to how they do in normal multiplayer idk. Koraidon and Miraidon can have a unique interaction with each other because that would be cool

Tera Raid Battles: half dealing with the issue where the Mewtwo raids are unable to be solo’d this is a nice way to fix things if you don’t have NSO assuming of course the Mewtwo raids ever rerun. I think I’m mainly doing this though because it would be a nice quick and easy way of getting the raid boss in both versions at the same time instead of having to swap versions. As an extra bonus, I could have a picnic with both versions at the same time afterwards to celebrate (good luck identifying which raid boss is which if I swap the raid boss into my team though). You control both of your player characters and the two of them are in the middle of the four characters taking on the raid, with the one from the version you’re currently playing being in the normal position (eg if I’m playing Violet when I do this, Lavender goes in the normal middle right position while Rose goes in the middle left position) and the camera stays in its normal position. The player in the normal position is the first of the two to get asked if they want to catch the raid boss (in this example, Lavender gets to choose first and regardless of her decision Rose chooses second. Their catching animations probably play at the same time and both are shown on screen). Obviously if one or both of them is ineligible to catch the raid boss (they’ve already caught it or have no box space) they’re ignored as normal and you’re warned before the battle that they won’t be able to catch it. Not sure if the NPCs should both be from the version you’re playing (Violet in this example) or one from each (if you’re taking up two slots there’s two left for the NPCs), with the one on the outer right being from the version you’re currently playing (Violet in this situation) and the one on the outer left being from the version you’re not currently playing (Scarlet in this situation) but I think it would be funny imagining a situation where Rose and Lavender meet up and Lavender is like “okay I brought some kid named Gianna with me, she has an Umbreon and wants to help us beat the raid boss. Hey, is that Logan, the guy with the Arboliva who always ruins my attempts to use a Future Paradox Pokémon by setting up the wrong terrain on repeat? Why’s he wearing your uniform???” apart from the fact that Rose wears the New Uniforms now so Lavender probably wouldn’t be able to recognise his school’s uniform that easily. Also this means if the best option for a defender for a certain raid is version-exclusive (like Miraidon for the Walking Wake raids) I don’t have to worry too much about struggling to battle because I can bring them alongside a probably more support-based option. Also that reminds me, it would be fun if I could use this to get a Walking Wake in Violet and an Iron Leaves in Scarlet

[royalxiii]

✨ All Pseudo Shinies Caught!! ✨

Dragonite Line - Go, Go, and White 2

Tyranitar Line - Go

Salamence Line - Violet

Metagross Line - Go, Go, and Alpha Sapphire

Garchomp Line - Go

Hydreigon Line - Go

Goodra Line - Scarlet

Kommo-o Line - Violet

Dragapult Line - Violet, Sword, Violet

Baxcalibur Line - Scarlet

[kaguyamon]

yay collection completed!!

[curetsun]

シャイニールミナス💛九条ひかり by 上北ふたご ※If you like this artwork please support the artist by visiting the source!

[pokemonruby]

this has been an absolutely insane week for pokemon (it's only wednesday)

[saucylobster]

One of the pseudos for the region. I wanted a Poison dragon and in my head i've long associated centipedes with dragons, in any bug themed world I can easily picture them as dragon equivalents. I wanted the shiny to more overtly communicate the poison typing, so purple and green it is. Komupede are swift and vicious hunters, hiding in the dark places until prey comes close enough before bolting from the shadows and chasing them down. Once caught in their pincers prey is seldom let go, but if escape is possible they will soon succumb to a painful venom. As they grow Oomupede gain wings, allowing them to fly, albeit in an ungainly fashion. This is a difficult stage in their life as their unusual proportions can make hunting more difficult and many switch to exclusively ambushing prey, using their venom to subdue prey they can no longer outpace. After a difficult adolescence, Omukadoku have become kings of their realm. Claiming a mountain as their own, they undulate through the skies around it and crawl through its narrow caverns, their immense size and fierce nature leaving them all but untouchable. Legends say they add a new segment to their bodies every hundred years, the eldest amongst them growing to titanic proportions. I didn't realise i'd messed up and Omukadoku has an extra segment... oh well... --Attack Info-- --Ability Info--

[cupcakedex]

Beldum thumbprint cookies for Pokemon GO Community Day last week! 🍪

We baked these during our weekly Pokemon baking show on Twitch, and they were so simple and delicious! Recipe here! They have a brownie-like consistency, and are filled with dark chocolate ganache and topped with a chocolate candy melt eyeball.

Turns out it's REALLY hard to made chocolate cookies look blue, so despite all the food dye I added before, I painted on some more after baking, and painted the shines with silver luster dust.

Would you rather: serve these at a Pokemon Halloween party, or combine 4 of them to make a Metagross? 👁️

[magia-region]

Tibanría, the Elf Queen Pokémon

Psychic/Fairy Type 

Name comes from Titania and Banríon, Irish word for Queen 

This Pokémon is considered highest among the fae folk, second only to the likes of Xerneas. She can telepathically communicate with Pokémon and people alike.

She likes certain pokemon to be members of her court, usually females with more traditional fairy-like qualities.

Only one Tibanria can exist at a time. A Nymphelf can evolve into it via a ritual once the previous Elf Queen has died or otherwise vacates her throne.

The flower crown she wears, as well as how she wears her hair and fashions her clothes are purely ceremonial and is unique to each Tibanria.

Her one weakness is a large hole in her back from which flowers sprout

Oberíghon, the Elf King Pokémon

Psychic/Fairy Type

Name comes from Righ, Scots Gaelic word for king, and Oberon 

This Pokémon is considered highest among the fae folk, second only to the likes of Xerneas. He can telepathically communicate with Pokémon and people alike.

He likes only certain pokemon in his court, usually males with a celestial theme or day/night forms.

Only one Oberighon can exist at a time.

A Faunelf can evolve into it via a ritual once the previous Elf King has died.

The clothes he fashions for himself, as well as how he wears his hair, is purely ceremonial and is unique to each Oberighon.

Tibanria and Oberighon could be convergent evolutions of Grimmsnarl. They are the pseudo-legendaries of the Region.

And the shinies! They are greener so they blend in with their forest home more easily.

I imagine a boss fight against Tibanría would look something like this:

The theme is Blood and Moonlight from Bramble: The Mountain King.

[pikanepgamer]

Shiny Metagross Fan Art

[minecraftfanatic]

Glitched Symphonies Are Still Symphonies

Ch. 5 Karen Initiates A Divine Throwdown (Take On Your Mantle, Take Up Your Mask, Unsheathe Your Axe, Your Crown Awaits)

A chapter from my Digimon/Accidental Magical Girl CYOA fanfic that no one asked for but I wanted to post because of how long this has been rolling in my head. I made this chapter long before writing the rest of this story. No past reading required.

IMPORTANT CHARACTERS LIST: Royal Knights (Lamorak Hakii the Jesmon, Safir Auf Hakimi the Gankoomon, Galahad the long suffering Alphamon, Lanval the Gallantmon, Cador of the Forts of Snow the Sleipmon, Dinadin the Craniamon, Gawain the murder twink Duftmon, Rhododendron Azalis the second murder twink Crusadermon, Tristan the Omnimon, Tor the sane one Magnamon)

Dragon's Roar Dominion (Avista the Lighdramon, Sovereign the Imperialdramon: Paladin Mode, Vortigern Balmug the UlforceVeedramon X, Ki'ninnia Lef Lethen the ShineGreymon, Mordha mac Tomais the Hexeblaumon, Aisling Ó Baoighill the Examon)

Cathode Banquet Hall (Vermillion Qotugah the Chaosdramon, Ponz the Clockmon, Joyce our Lucky Protagonist)

=+=

There’s no fucking way this is a closet.

The walls were reinforced Digizoid. Shoulder slamming the door got me zilch. Stomping my boot told me everything was Digizoid, a series of gears and chains echoing in my ears. I’d transform and break out barehanded but cameras?? Hello? I’m not crazy enough to think that Lamorak is instantly going to okay me after seeing my actual skin.

A few more stomps roughly mapped my cell. I’m literally right below stage on a goddamn lift and unless Ponz’s instructions were dead wrong I’m pretty sure the theatre’s supposed to be packed right now. I kept checking my phone during lunch to avoid getting stuck in the crowd.

Wait, my phone. Fumbling in my pockets got me cursing at the lack of light. Seriously, what was going on?

Ponz…fuck, I can’t call him. Texting won’t work, not when he’s on security surveillance. Only contact I know attending is…

=+=

In the middle of a bustling dinner auditorium, Lamorak desperately tries to pretend he isn’t falling asleep. Rhododendron warned him but no one could’ve prepared him for the absurdity of a performer who adored hearing her own voice! Long romantic solos in Ithic, tragic loves interspersed dry histories in Ash, he’s begging for Sir Tor to light this hour!

Traditionally, he’d use sap or juice to symbolize sustenance of the Tree (Her gift, His mercy, Their blood, Its strength) but spiced cider syllabub sufficed. Lightly bowing his head, he took a dollop. Yggdrasil, You whose roots stabilize our existence, whose leaf is but one of countless firmaments in our blazing cosmos. Spare Your children a glance in this pitiful plight.

~~Ping!~~

Head still bowed his communicator peeled out of his cape.

Blackmore’s Lament:

Finished work in Cathode. Got grabbed from behind. Saw shiny mask. Felt claws. Locked up on a lift below stage. Ask for Ponz.

Heh? Lamorak shot back to his itinerary lying next to his plate:

5:00 pm: Performance

Two—two minutes?!

He hissed between clenched teeth. A Royal Knight suddenly departing would attract attention, too much for an investigation no matter what excuse. Forwarding the message to his seniors was guaranteed, what he needed right now was speed. Luckily, competency and delegation came in spades.

“Ruska,” his communicator’s screen flashed, forwarding her text to his trusted Hand, “Bring this up to Vermillion and his staff. If anyone asks, tell them I sent you to complete preparations for our departure.”

“As you wish.”

=+=

RKL13:

Help is coming, but you need to hide. The show’s starting.

Show? What show? My ears strain but there’s not a peep above me. No footsteps, voices, nothing. I’m literally the only…one…here…

My BS senses are tingling. If someone isn’t playing games, I’ll eat Lamorak’s goggles. I hide (not that I can) and whatever they want goes into full effect, same if I awkwardly stand onstage without a word. Night gets ruined and I risk getting blamed for doing nothing, Lamorak and Ponz stuck in the crossfire.

Crreaaak

Beneath me the lift buckles, oiled gears commanding pulleys upwards where waxed floors split to chattering light.

It’s slow. I could jump off. Maybe shoulder-check the door and lie about hysterical strength and job necessities if anyone poked. Messy if cameras didn’t catch anything but I did everything expected of me in this scenario. I’m only human after all.

“I insist. Buy as much as you’d like—it’s my treat after having three meals on your bits.”

…

"I’m not a flawless mon. Consider: a front row seat to Saga getting battered for one of his secrets, Misfit’s tears, and general mayhem when Ropeo, BlueTea, and Jackalantern team up again.”

…but Meg…

“Take as long as you need. If it has as big of a payout as you said I’m sure it’ll be worth it.”

…

…Screw it. All in it is! Embrace thine inner nerd! I’d use mana to tilt my voice and become unrecognizable, but that’s pointless when too many people know me. Better to conserve for my performance…and possibly fight whoever tries to kill me.

I know my luck.

Down in the orchestra pit a yellow beaked bluenette did a doubletake from the conductor’s stand, his players equally befuddled at the tusked weirdo in their setup. Same, big man, same.

My newfound audience kept all eyes on me. Curious. Bewildered. Speculating.

Anticipating.

My eyes shut tight.

My hands gesture in slow deliberate motions.

My voice soars.

Oh violence once called me, I’ve answered before

I’d made many enemies, I’d settled my scores

But I did grow weary and I settled down

And proudly bore the weight of my crown

=+=

“Hey boss? Don’t want to cause a fuss but something’s up with the system. Multiple cameras are going…” Ponz paused at the array of Digimon inside Boss V’s office, hand glued to the door, “I can come back later?”

“Stay,” Boss V—Vermillion Qotugah ordered, attention devoted fully to the SaviorHackmon holding out a crystal leaf communicator and hunched Griffomon bowing his head.

What the hell? What was going-

-Fzzzzzz-

-on. Oh hey, the theatre cams came back! Is that Joyce? Drat, twins must’ve got to her. Guess you can’t win all…of…them…

I lived on my lonesome away in the far

Is…isn’t that the stage?

Where there was no violence to trouble my heart

What’s—what the-

I hung up my sword and I raised up my hoe

-WHAT WAS GOING ON???

And I lied as I said that I never would go

“Cathode Security Chief Naphtali Hagno,” his employer tore through grit teeth, “care to explain?”

=+=

Rhododendron bobbed his head. Oh, he had to recite this to Gaheris.

“Lamorak confirmed that Ruska is currently in talks with Vermillion,” Tor murmured, communicator stealthily camouflaged on his lap. Curious snoopers dismissed the flickering screen for stage lamps playing off Gold Digizoid, “Given her text I’m assuming she lacked space to flee.”

“Where did she get that mask?” Oh! He waved away Cador’s words, “Lamorak told me. She was invited to a masquerade after work.”

“Brave to play along,” Lanval whispered, gaze darting cross table and bard, “Galahad, if worst comes to pass, we needto take her in. Lamorak will undoubtedly jump to her defense and so will Safir, but two knights alone won’t be able to shield her from Sovereign’s wrath—we all know the Dominion’s general opinion regarding humans. Whoever claimed her would have to be highly ranked to chance convincing Sovereign to stay his hand. We can’t guarantee catching the culprit will sway his ire,” their intrepid leader met his oldest friend’s gaze in a fearsome clash, one Rhododendron cared little for. He had a silly wyvern to regale, and his source wasn’t stopping.

I followed him far to a distant land</em>

Where he had been exiled by one single man

His horns they were wicked, his power was great

And you looked in his eyes and were swallowed by hate

Hmm. Horns belonged to a great deal of mon and hate a shared emotion, but what of ‘power?’ Did she mean the literal kind, brought by years of experience and further enhanced under the care of exotics and mentors, or a figurative sort rolled around favors and influence? Surely, her mention of exile nominated political influence, but horns were a source of pride and strength for their bearers! That his malice wrought the return of a mighty warrior merited no less than cunning and raw might in equal measure. An allusion to demons? Or a cautionary tale revolving around misunderstandings? A human equivalent of The Goatmon and the Darcmon?

Then of course we go to the warrior and their companion. Little spoken on the latter but ‘the people of order’ didn’t leave much to imagination. Audacious of her, introducing a controversial figure, one whom loved strongly as any Digimon to willingly abandon his hearth. In a way it reminded him of Johanna’s Lark, of the sorrowful Mega masquerading as a Champion (traditionally a Growlmon and Necromon) and the playful child who sought to bring their neighbor out of their shell.

A delectable conundrum wrapped in riddles.

A sensational debut for a rising star!

Her poise exuded worthiness belonging to a true poet, passion gushing forth movements precise in execution! Emphasizing, not distracting, her tale in every thrust, every sweep, every step! Not a shred of fear nor off-putting tremor! Lacking music accompaniment, she captivated her audience with naught but her voice, soldiers and statesmon steeped in a retired ancient lured into battle by sympathy for one they called friend whose vengeful motives were shrouded in mystery…what a thrilling intro!

“-hat of you, Dendron?”

“If Lamorak doesn’t officiate his claim, Gaheris, Dinadin, and I will.” Swirling his crescent white Rhododendron dried out his glass. Alas, a waiter informed him that his favorite wine had run out twenty minutes ago. Such a shame.

Why were his peers staring at him? They should be focusing onstage! Just because he had an immaculate memory didn’t mean he was going to recite for them!

=+=

Vortigern confessed to being a passionate mon.

It was in his data, a dramon of the heavens and the future present, for the holy Overwrite depended on positive emotions like joy, desire, and protectiveness to function. It exacerbated upon attaining the X-Antibody, drawing out his Ulforce to the fullest without excess strain at the cost of amplifying how he felt those emotions. Simple pleasures such as savoring a snack escalated to euphoria, compassion sending tingles down his tail, warmth rising to a fervor coiled around his Digicore.

Thus, it was to his hidden joy how he kept his cool despite whatever set his blood boiling, determination reigning over his heart.

Yet here he sat, listening to what he was almost certain was a human singing on about a self-professed anarchist.

He had zero qualms admitting his faults. He lost count of the times he admonished his mon for acting without thought and here he was repeating their failings. Clearly, he misjudged too swiftly.

I prepared for battle, I hoarded and schemed

But I did not know all was not what it seemed

My allies unstable, their loyalty thin

Yes, we would have victory, but what would we win?

What could be more appropriate an occasion between two forces of order than praising chaos’ downfall?

=+=

The battle was chaos, blood roared in my ear

A chain of explosions, they looked up with fear

They set up a leader and shouted hoorays

As I shuddered and realized that I'd been betrayed

What was happening anymore?!

In front of the surveillance screen Ponz pulled down the sides of his hood, his horrified whisper cresting to crescendo, “What is she doing?”A recurring quarter-centennial gala signifying Logres’ peace treaty with the Dominion, two nations who publicly counted themselves as a force of stability, and she chooses a song based on anarchy in front of the likes of the Mind of Yggdrasil and the Primal Sword of Law??? Sweet merciful Tree, Beast, and Angel, who needs zoom-in when his own unaugmented eyeballs caught bloody Ki’ninnia trying to scorch the stage through sheer willpower?

(Later, long after the sun reached its zenith, Ponz discovered that his auto recorder had captured her start to finish. His newest edition to his collection became his sole reprieve.)

Even the orchestra was in on it! When tapping private coms all they told Boss V was “it just felt right”—Shawujinmon weren’t oracles and Boss V sure as Dark Area didn’t hire any Baromons so how they knew what music to perform upon the first three minutes of opening was anyone’s guess.

Dark Area, Ruska’s explanation alone got Boss V flipping his can at security—preventing shit like this is what they paid for! And to add icing on the cake the curtains refused to budge! Somehow a damn bug snuck its way in, futzing controls when he first tried closing the stage early into Joy’s performance and jittering real-time footage stageward. Nothing a good wipe couldn’t fix but now his friend was stuck unless she wanted multiple VIPS calling out her name. Worse, Boss V souped-up alarms when it came to below stage, reasoning that if anyone wanted to start a mess or got stuck that was the spot. Breaching the door or surrounding walls triggered alarms instantly—you needed a key to get in, meaning whoever was responsible for this worked here. Whole reason Ponz wasn’t helping out his fellow camera jockeys scour records was because someone had to keep watch over this mess.

It was impossible for things to get worse than this.

Is this what you want, corruption and power?

Well I won’t stand for it, this is my hour!

Take on these beasts, I’m now friend to none

If you think you’re a hero, then DIE LIKE ONE!

Rhododendron’s tumbler cracked. Vortigern lightly scratched his tablecloth. Avista drained his glass. Lamorak’s tail fell flat.

Galahad frowned. Sovereign leaned in.

…Oh Yggdrasil.

=+=

Yggdrasil, have pity on Your children. Especially the fleshiest of them, who was currently doing her best to get her fool-self killed.

Is…is succeeding downwards a word? And—and that blade.

<em>“Oh warrior hide, or else this is the end</em>

<em>They’ve bound up my wings and they hunt for your head</em>

<em>They promised me justice; but they’ll see you dead!”</em>

Lamorak vowed to his Digicore that his friend’s tale deserved to be sung around the fire, stars their witness. It just wasn’t appropriate right now.

They came to me with an armed battalion And held an axe to my innocent stallion And said, "Now it is your turn to bow See how the king has fallen now"

Maintaining his calm, he took a mechanical bite out of his soup, pretending he couldn’t see the indescribable twitch in Tristan’s digitized WarGreymon arm nor Gawain’s stillness nor Dinadin’s scratching nor the suspicious silence reigning from Tristan’s far left, where august Galahad and fierce Rhododendron and kindly Lanval who’ll hopefully salvage this disaster alongside stalwart Tor and insightful Cador-

Ivory dazzles. Inwardly Lamorak keens.

They raised an anvil and laid me below

They thought to crush me painful and slow

But I did live, and I did flee

And I put my pick through the butcher’s teeth

And he definitely didn’t see Hinukamuy filching more alcohol.

=+=

I returned from battle all tattered and worn

And found at my doorstep a child forlorn

He told me his story, he told me his woes

As I thought up a plan for our mutual foes

Avista kept sipping. It was a decent blend, dark with just a hint of softness. Not his favorite but unless the staff suddenly swapped to Ymir’s Brightest he’d make do.

Frankly, this lass was the best thing to happen all day. No fuss, no bells, just a good old shanty that fit right in at home. Action, treachery, hope, payback. Daring to publicly admit anarchy in verse, but what’s life without a little risk?

I stealthily went to familiar lands

As I gathered my weapons and laid out my plans

But when the poor child spoke with friends he had known...

Admittedly, risk spoke for itself. “That’s a nice hair tie she’s got there.”

He didn’t respond, not that Avista expected him to. But he knew the mon long before silly titles got in the way—a slight depression in his cheeks, twinkling eyes rapt on stage, claws kept to himself instead of skating across armor, and sundry lack of physical tells stemming from boredom. Judging from the rest of the table he wasn’t alone in that matter. Some stared confused to the Dark Area and back, a clawful kept up a spectacular poker face, at least two wanted to bite her, and the rest were having fun. One enterprising officer a table down had been copying lyrics on what sounded like a ripped napkin.

Shame he couldn’t bring his recorder. Knucker’s gonna get a kick out of this.

He abandoned our mission and left me alone

Best to pop the young’uns bubble before the fire in them spiked.

“Funny. I recognize those pearls. Commissioned from Trident’s Landing, eh? Fancy,” laid a bit thick but piece of cake on who’d afford that. Expensive as hell Dominion exclusive digismiths worth their weight in Huanglong ore? Rare for a lucky mon to snag one of their weapons.

Rarer to convince them to use their skills outside manufacturing tools.

Jewelry? Not impossible.

Hair accessories? Damn impressive not getting kicked out on your arse.

Light dawned in multiple eyes, diverting glances across the room. Suspicion, dismay, perplexity, skepticism. Now chances of hotheads jumping too far slimmed and if Vortigern or Ki’ninnia wanted to ‘chat’ they’d have to bring it up with the mon responsible for her, and that’s before getting into her newfangled ponytail’s pièce de resistance. Brazen for anyone else.

Avista took another sip.

I gathered my hounds and made them devour

The allies I once knew; sweet friendships now sour

And let explosions rain from on high

As I watched them run and fight for their lives

Beneath Sovereign’s helm a fang broke free

=+=

Let it be stated that professional pride and personal slights do not run well on the battlefield.

They most certainly don’t outlast time. Over the years these unlikeliest of mon, divided by duties and opinions, came to an…not amicability. Too personal for their business.

Understanding? Of a sort. Their past delineated their future; necessary deeds for necessary times, regardless of consequences they accepted were necessary.

Tranquility? There is a very old human quote appropriate for this trio, “Reputation is what other people know about you. Honor is what you know about yourself… There is no more hollow feeling than to stand with your honor shattered at your feet while soaring public reputation wraps you in rewards. That’s soul destroying. The other way around is merely very, very irritating.”

If they cannot look into a mirror, stare and stand firm, why are they here?

Sympathy? ...How ironic, to reminisce in a banquet overflowing with tense emotion, stoic cores found in throes of sentiment.

Grieve not for a decision set in stone. Regret not what life afflicted you. Stand unashamed of what you know you’ve done to the fullest despite fate’s design. Alloy nostalgia in reality.

I reveled in victory, time passed in a blink

I took a new prodigy under my wing

I watched him grow bolder, I watched him grow brave

And I watched as they took him and locked him away

Accept you will fail anyways.

Mordha mac Tomais, Cador of Snow, and Aisling Ó Baoighill simultaneously ordered a bottle.

=+=

“Dear, I’ve run out of pap—thank you. Do you want a copy?”

A rescue was gathered, our plans were all honed

To save my apprentice and the man that I owed

All went as expected, we thought we'd escaped

But they grabbed my apprentice, and there he was slain

“Writing, Dinadin?” Tristan rumbled, “Gawain makes sense, but not you.”

“What do you think I’m doing,” he hissed back. He’ll fact-check later, right now he’s busy, “Unless you fancy reciting to Gaheris per verbatim?”

“Silence,” Gawain’s furiously swishing tail accentuated his irate hiss, “this mischief has gone on long enough. Dinadin, in exchange for proofreading your transcript I expect a duplicate. Lamorak, report.”

“Ponz reported a glitch blocking multiple stage cameras. Upon pulling up surveillance footage Vermillion identified our assailant as Aretha Stefanidi and her Panjyamon bodyguard Cruz Zel Magra. She was noted for her pettiness and entitlement, making obscene demands despite Vermillion constantly putting his foot down.” Even in the heat of the moment Lamorak put up an admirable front, “According to our host, he suspects she didn’t take well to the insinuation that an engineer’s voice outdid her’s. Having reinforced the door, she’s currently hiding in her room and refuses to leave without an apology. Ruska has corrected her. Despite this she’s…confident that the night will be ruined without her,” ding! “Cruz is a sorcerer.”

“Academic?” Safir prodded. The desert tribes bore impressive rituals and spells inspired by the scorching environment and glittering night sky, but the minute Lamorak brought up Stefanidi’s bodyguard, he’s grown unusually grim.

“Eosari. In Ruska’s words quote, “upon thrusting his sword into the ground a star-spangled wind threw waves of cold sand outwards. When we came to Aretha fled in perfect health, her sworn shield unconscious,” end quote. Vice, Ruska, Leng, and Cathode security are in pursuit.”

For a measly Ultimate the horde should’ve been overkill, moreso including three Knightly Hands. Vice lacked equals in tracking, Ruska traded words evenly as blades, and Leng whispered to be Galahad’s chosen successor.

Safir swore, “Zel’s for Gulapi—healers and shamans true, but we know them for their mhi’gretz, their deathwards. Did Ruska hear him say something along the line of ‘sacrifice is data and honor lies in duty?’”

“Unknown.”

“Tsk. Assume his ward’s under a spell, reactive or passive. Expect themes revolving around cold, stars, sky, and the line dividing survival and deletion. No, not life, the distinction’s important.”

My rage and my grief flared brighter than flame

I charged the warden, but he fled the blame

And I did swear as he did flee

I'd avenge the one he took from me

Miraculously Gawain’s pen didn’t stab through the table, “Tristan, direct your MetalGarurumon contingent to scan sea and sky. Warn them against Polyphony.”

“We’ll avoid solo patrols,” he inclines his head, “Odds of her being a saboteur or leaking confidential information?”

I tracked down the man to the edge of the world

With enemies turned allies, his white flag unfurled

We dragged him back and left him to rot

And I returned from the carnage I wrought

Gawain’s eyebrows conveyed all that needed to be said.

=+=

“What’cha doin’?” Yael winced, the WereGarurumon plucking another splinter out of his thick fur. His Fumamon colleague merely flicked her tail, concentrating on keeping her camcorder locked on target. “No seriously, why aren’t you outside?”

Oh woe to thee, ye people of order

I hope your homes continue to smolder

And that you'll never rise again

And beware of me and beware of my friends

“Making sure we can get a profit out of this.”

=+=

And now I am here, at my journeys end

Fate comes for us all, and I’m not exempt

But I will not weep for I know in my mind

The extent of the legacy I leave behind

“Ahhh. Shame it’s ending so soon, huh Hinukamuy?” Safir wiped his beard free of foam, “Good while it lasted,” popping in his last flower bun he lightly elbowed his student, “isn’t that right Lam?”

“What do you mean Master?” Tch, his brat’s gone soft in the head if he thought fooling his old mon was that easy. “You sound like Joyce is going to disappear. Are you okay? Did you drink too much? You know you need to watch yourself better if you want to keep your data stimulated, right?”

“…Brat-”

A most loyal legion

Ten million strong

All of my deeds, now exalted in song

And since I’ve abolished the domains of men

I ascend to the heavens to do it again

Safir raised his glass. Now that’s a stanza to live by. Let Galahad and the others worry about consequences. Good things are exactly that—good.

=+=

Oh woe to thee, ye People of Order

I hope your homes continue to smolder

And that you’ll never rise again

Now leave me be for this is the end

Silence.

A clap rings out once, twice, thrice, echoing the same sonorous clang. I fought off a grin.

The next to clap is thick and heavy, “About damn time we got something fun in this hall!” Safir dissolved uproariously.

“First time I’ll agree with the drunkard,” claps a third gleaming white, “Bravo, bravo! To think we’d finally have entertainment worthy of a celebration!”

“A splendid show!” Clapped fourth pink woven gold.

Silence shattered. The hall ruptured.

I couldn’t bow fast enough for curtainfall.

[cheemken]

hve u evr tried the ult pkmn picker? nvr saw u post abt it

I did try back then yeah, but like,, idk guess stuff changed na bc looking back at the first thing I did and the one I did rn my opinions on some mons changed, so hey hahah

Anyways here hahah

Have two, bc I did, like,, wanna be somewhat fair and not choose the gimmick forms in the first one, especially for gens six and eight, as they have a ton of new forms for prev mons, I do count the variants as mons in those gens rather than just a lil gimmick thing like Mega and GMax so hey yeah hahah

[juvian]

Pokemon ask game!

1.What’s your favorite Pokemon ?

2.Is there a Pokémon you hate / dislike ?

3.What’s your Favorite [add a Type] pokemon ?

4.What’s your favorite pokemon from gen [add a number] / region ?

5.What’s your favorite pokemon type ?

6.What’s your least favorite pokemon type

7.What’s your favorite Type combos

8.Who’s your favorite Baby pokemon ?

9.Who’s your favorite legendary Pokémon ?

10.Who’s your favorite mythical Pokémon ?

11.Favorite Pseudo legendary ?

12.What’s your favorite Shiny Pokemon ?

13.What’s your favorite Regional bird ?

14.What’s your favorite Pikaclone ?

15.What’s your favorite regional rodent ?

16.What’s your favorite Ultra beast ?

17.What’s your favorite Eeveelution ?

18.What’s your favorite Fossil pokemon ?

19.What’s your favorite starter ?

20.What’s your least favorite starter ?

21.What’s your favorite region ?

22.What’s your favorite pokemon game ?

23.What’s your favorite regional variant / Alternate form ?

24.What’s your favorite paradox pokemon ?

25.Do you have a favorite pokeball ?

26.What’s your favorite gen ?

27.Do you have a least favorite gen ?

28.Do you have a favorite pokedex entry ?

29.Who’s your favorite character from the anime ?

30.Who’s your favorite character from any Pokémon games ?

31.If you were a trainer what are the 6 Pokémon that would be on your team?

32.If you were from the pokemon world what career would you like to have ? (Ex: Trainer, coordinator, breeder, ect)

33.What pokemon you wish had a mega evolution ?

34.What Pokémon you wish had another variant / form ? What type would it be ?

35.Who was your first Starter ever ?

36.Do you remember your first Pokémon team ? If yes, which one was it ?

37.If you could choose one Pokémon to bring to life, which one would it be ?

38.If you were a gym leader of what type would your team be ? And which Pokémon would they be ?

39.If you have to create your own pokemon (known as fakemon) what would you like to create ?

40.What’s your favorite pokemon anime opening ?

41.Ask me my opinion on anything you want specifically !