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Ok, I think this is the final reference sheet I'll be updating for now lol

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Updating some refs for Art Fight! Old lady time~

(old ref below the cut for comparison)

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Sorry for going a bit silent on this blog, I've been bouncing from one project to another. On the bright side, now that I've gotten this piece done, I should be updating soon!

I've wanted to re-do Dawn and Dusk's ref for a while now, along with altering their pallets. I have a much better grasp on colour matching now then when I started, and I think these ones fit them much better!

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(@ask-pokecats) Annalisé approach both Dawn and Dusk. She is looking at the floating islands and very surprised.

"Oh...dieu! Ze floatzing islands? I've never saw zis in my life. Probably only on some fantasy books. But it looks so-so fantastique in real life! Anyways, why are we zere?"

"While not our sole reason for coming here, it is the most major. Our daughter has been suffering terrible nightmares, and has had trouble sleeping. I alone am unable to help her." Dusk explained.

Dawn continued after him, "These islands are home to our worlds Cresselia, so we're hoping that with her help we can find a solution to this problem. Dusk's ability to walk through the dreams of others becomes limited the more powerful the individual is, and as young as she is, Twilight holds a lot of power within her."

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Dawn stepped out from beneath the dome of the transportation circle, tilting his head up to examine the brightening sky. The trip had taken them a bit longer than expected. Usually portals and other such modes of transportation cut down on travel time a significant amount, but they could often cause nausea to those unfamiliar with using them. Since Twilight was still so young, they’d agreed to use magical teleportation as sparingly as they could. Luckily, they’d really only needed to use it here at the end, where it was most efficient. 

Dusk joined him, Twilight nestled securely in his mane of fur. He spoke with a hum, “Well, we’ve finally arrived. 

“I’ll never understand why they put this place so far from the city.” Dawn half-complained, following Dusk to the edge, “Just seems like a waste of time and energy.”

“They do it so they can more easily examine those passing through.” Dusk explained, again, to his complaining husband, “We’re monitored from a distance so that the city has more time to react when someone with more hostile intentions appears. Only those with identification and who live within the city are allowed to use the transporter in the city itself.”

“Alright alright, I know they have good reasons and all that. Still annoying though.”

“Indeed.”

As they walked down the path, a soft green light was emitted where stone met air. This light took on the form of a bridge, and was as solid as one too. Dusk stepped on the bridge, and Dawn followed in the air behind him. The light extended to the next small island, connecting the two. Eventually, they would reach the main island through a path of islands and magical bridges.

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Plot Summary

(~ means a small time skip has occurred)

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The lovers, Dawn and Dusk, are spirit like beings who represent the ever changing sky. They often travel their own world and others, searching for new places to explore and unique experiences to see.

One day during their wanderings, they stumble upon an abandoned Yveltal egg that had been touched by the sky itself and changed into a being similar to themselves. Deciding to take in the egg and raise it as their own, they stop travelling and head to an old friend, Maksviah, for help with raising the child.

When they arrive, they find Maksviah conversing with one of her children, her son Voxgatum, who had come to visit her and Loraifon, Maksviah's youngest child and his sibling.

A cave and nest is quickly prepared for them, and the two stay with Maksviah in her village for a time before the egg eventually hatches. The new child, named Twilight, is sweet but quiet, almost worryingly so, and seems to suffer a strange nightmare/memory that worries her parents.

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Meanwhile, Voxgatum, who had left soon after Twilight's hatching, was headed home when he was suddenly attacked from the sky. He managed to flee his attacker, though not without injury.

With the help of Oceanus, the Kyogre of their world, he makes it back to Maksviah's village and informs them of what had occurred. While Vox's wound is being healed, they discuss who the attacker could possibly be, and Dusk notes that the wound is (partially) laced with destruction energy, preventing it from healing properly.

This causes a new round of discussion to ensue, speculating whether the legend is from this world or another, before everyone decides to rest and reconvene in the morning with a clearer head.

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The next day, Maksivah and Voxgatum are seen speaking with a Lati, and are soon joined by Dawn, who woke up before his husband and daughter. Maksivah explains that both Oceanus and Terratlas (their world's Groudon) had spread the word to the other legends of Vox’s attack.

Meanwhile, Dusk is watching over Twilight, worrying over the nightmares she’s been suffering from. While he’d attempted to help her on his own, his powers were simply not strong enough. 

This is why, when he approaches the group later, Dusk suggests the three of them (Dawn, Dusk, and Twilight) all pay Oneiros (a Cresselia) a visit. He hopes to acquire a Lunar Wing to help Twilight sleep more soundly. Dawn agrees, and the group splits up once more.

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(This is the current story so far, and will be updated on occasion as the blog progresses. If you have any questions or suggestions on this post and it’s clarity, please do not hesitate to let me know!)

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Vourison squinted at the light of the brightening sky, the sun barely peeking over the horizon. Other guests had started leaving as the event winded down, and they were also taking it as their cue to leave.

Turning towards the rest of his family, they had already started splitting into two groups, chatting as they put away their gifts and divided some of the remaining items they'd gathered on the island.

"I shall be returning to mine dear village, as you well know." Maksviah said, carefully picking up a tired Loraifon and placing him on her back. While the tiny Arceus was trying to stay awake, it was clearly a losing battle as his head periodically bobbed up and down. "By now Dawn and Dusk have most certainly reached Oneiros, travelling through portals and sky alike."

She tilted her head towards Voxgatum, asking "Will you be returning with me, or do you still wish to join Vourison within the Hallowed Woods?"

"The second option." Vox said, shooting Vourison a grin that, while still playful, was a bit more genuine then before, "I want to hang around for a bit longer before heading out."

"You just want to use the Obsidian Gate, don't you." Vourison grumbled with a glare, Tempora and Iter clambering onto his back.

Vox's grin grew wider "Maybe."

"Then now is the time we depart." Maksviah smiled at them gently, "It has been most lovely spending time with you all, and I would be most delighted should it ever be decided we gather again. Remember, the village will always welcome you with open arms."

The group has all left the Magi event.

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Wo tilted his head a little at the sight of Vourison before making his way over.

Wo: "I think we have met before, at a previous event. How have you been since then?"

He looked a little unsure as he spoke again.

Wo: "I can recall portions of our last meeting, but I don't quite remember if we did any introductions.."

At the question, Vourison kinda. Tilted his head and squinted at Wo, confused and a little tired after the nights events. It took him a moment before he finally remembered, "Ah, from the sleepover, yes. No, I do not believe we introduced each other. It's a bit of a late start, but I suppose late is better then never." He was a bit awkward, but he gave Wo a slight nod in greeting, "Hello, my name is Vorusion. I hope you've been enjoying this event."

"Wow, so you actually spoke with people at the sleepover?" Voxgatum chimed in with a grin, smile only growing larger at Vourison's glare, "Hey now, you can't blame me for being surprised, you big ol grump. Anyway, hi, I'm Voxgatum, pleasure to meet you!" he aimed that last part at Wo.

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(@ask-aeos-company) Indigo approaches Vourison. He waves with a smile.

"I hope...umm...you have a great day there."

While he's talking, he starts to draw. He drew Tempora and Iter. He puts a question mark.

"Are they...uhh...children?" Despite being answered there, he is still curious if they're Vourison's children.

Afterwards, he wrote on sand "What are y'all up to? There's so many things here."

He said: "Hard...to think what...umm...to do first..."

"Ah. Hello." Vourison greeted with a slight nod. At the question, he paused, wincing slightly before turning towards Tempora and Iter. The two had returned from the food table and were sharing some snacks with Loraifon (who somehow had acquired a pair of fancy and familiar looking shades).

"Those two are not my children, though it is an easy mistake to make. I am their primary caretaker, and I watch over them with the help of my village. Frankly, I would not make a good parent, and I only feel confident raising them because of the help I have."

Turning back and examining the other questions, Vourison let out a hum of though, "Yes, there is plenty to do here. I'm not too big a fan of crowded areas, so I've mostly stuck to the edge of the party with the rest of my family. The ocean here is quite lovely, though the kids have been more open to exploring and chatting with others. Tempora is particularly fond of the snack table."

"What about yourself?" Vourison asked, "Anything specific you've enjoyed about this night?"

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@askstormscall Mariko @ Vourison: The young girl approaches the Rayquaza a bit of nervousness but she put on a brave face, a smile as she says, "Greetings." A small bow. "I can't help but feel you're a bit upset. Do you mind if I offer you this?" She had her hands behind her back before she reveals a small flower crown. Its a bit misshapened but the effort was there. "For you if you would have it. I think all of us should try to have a good time here."

Laying on the beach and squished beneath his younger brother's form, it was suffice to say that the word 'surprised' was an understatement in describing Vourison's startle at the sudden hello. The offer of the gift was equally as bemusing, and it took him a moment to process the young woman's words before finally answering.

"Ah, that is very kind of you." He said, words a bit stilted and awkward at first before they softened, just a bit, "That crown looks absolutely lovely, and it would be my utmost honour to take you up on that offer." The crown was small, she was clearly new to making them, but the effort and care was clear. Voruison had seen and observed the process of creating art many times before, and he knew to value the craftsmanship, especially of those still learning. Even if it was something as 'simple' as a flower crown, he wanted to encourage her to practice more, not dissuade her from future pursuit.

After the small crown was placed on one of his spikes, he said "I will endeavour to be less, ah... 'grumpy' in the future." And to be fair, he really had been enjoying himself, at least to an extent. His grouch was mostly for show at this point.

It then occurred to him, sudden as a lightning bolt, that he had just been given a gift. A truly lovely and kind one too! He should give her something in turn. That's how these things worked, right?

Shuffling a bit, he held up a clawed hand and focused. After a moment, a small flash of light occurred. Carefully, he offered the small item to Mariko, the jewellery tiny in his massive palm.

It was an earring with two clasps for the upper and lower ear, made with bright gems that glowed with power. Soft, pale feathers were attached to the lower and larger of the two, and they shimmered softly in the dim light.

"Back in my home there are unique gems that grow on trees and naturally shed once fully formed." He explained, "These gems hold calming properties and are used to create jewellery of all kind. As thanks for your kindness, I offer this to you. Only if you'd like, of course."

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Just want to let people know, I wont be taking any more asks for the current event. I've had a blast, but I want to finish up what few asks I have left so that when the event ends I can start the plot as soon as I'm ready!

You are free to interact with any posts I've made though, if I've sent an ask or if I've answered one of yours! I'm still open to rping, just not asks specifically.

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The tiny arceus is thrilled at the gift! Definitely a highlight of his night. Prepare for a lot of loud 'look at what I got!' from Loraifon as he shows it to everyone he knows 1000 times.

(@ask-dawnanddusk) Teeny-tiny hooves clacked on the ground as Loraifon approached the goomy, enthusiastic and unapologetically loud. “Hello mister!!! Your glasses are really shiny and nice! I saw them when you were talking with my mom. Oh, wait, I have a question! I wanna know, how do you make yourself all sparkly? Like, extra-extra sparkly, not like me. I’m starry, not sparkly! But you're so sparkly and it kinda goes ‘poof!’ around you like a cloud. It’s very pretty!”

*When Slime Boi first saw the little Arceus trot along to him, his breath caught in his throat. The excitement. The child-like wonder. It was rather surprising really. It was so familiar. He tried to keep his cool.*

Slime Boi: Oh hey. I, erm, am a shiny Pokémon. Or, I suppose that's what others would consider me as. The sparkles are just a natural part of being shiny. That's the vibe. Gotta have that twinkly feeling, you know? Happens when I appear. It's, erm...well...

*He just couldn't keep that chill vibe that he had. It wasn't possible. As his smile turned to that of a sadder variety, he couldn't help but look away.*

Slime Boi: Someone who used to be so full of joy when he was young. You really do act similar to who he was. Sorry. Could I just shoot a little advice your way?

*It was true. This young Arceus was exactly like how his brother was like as a child. So young and excitable. Wanting to find out everything. Wanting to know all about him. It was overwhelming. He thought he'd be over his brother. It had been billions of years at this point since he was a child. But there was always that tiny piece of him that wanted things to go back to how they were before he allowed Aladar to have his own world. Before disaster struck that drove a rift between the both of them. No, he wasn't his brother anymore. He made that choice when the younger Arceus destroyed everything he loved. His eyes made contact with the green Arceus in front of him.*

Slime Boi: Please, don't ever lose your sense of child-like wonder and excitement. Please. And if you need help with anything, please just ask someone. Don't just feel that you can do everything yourself, ok kid? You've got some wonderful caretakers. Just let them help you if you need it...

*Damn, what was he doing? Giving unsolicited advice to a child? Really bums out the mood. Ruins the vibes. Slime Boi shook his head. He had to get this conversation back on track.*

Slime Boi: Sorry bud. Sometimes someone reminds you of someone and it just makes you feel different vibes. You said about your stars. They're absolutely radical. Like, were you born with them? Hmm, actually a lot of Arceus just pop into existence. Did you come from an egg?

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"Greetings once more!" Maksivah spoke, thrilled to see the three again. "It is always a pleasure to visit thine lovely isle, and I have arrived with family in tow! All of us have had the grandest of experience, and as thanks all have come together to once more create gifts that we hope you find pleasurable in appearance and befitting of your stature."

"Three necklaces we have made, representative of living earth, sea, and sky. Forged of the finest metals and enchanted with spells of healing and protection."

"The stones come from my home." Vourison explained, leaning forward a bit and nodding at the jewellery, "I'm sure you can already tell, but the gems contain properties of healing and calming. They're specially effective on spirits. It's just a byproduct of the job, really."

"Aww, look at Vourison being a softie." Vox joked, nudging his brother who, for all his grumbling, could no longer pretend to be a total grouch. "Went through all that extra effort to change the colours so that they match the rest of the necklace."

Maksviah smiled at her sons banter, pride and love practically beaming off her like the sun on a cloudless day. Turning back to the three spirits, she spoke again "As can be clearly seen, the creation of these necklaces have given us all time and joy together in preparation for this event. I hope that should you ever don those necklaces, you will feel and know the good you have brought us and all those who visit this isle in celebration."

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(( @asktheisle )) Nat seemed to be in better spirits as he spotted the familiar Arceus, smiling. "Well hey there kiddo, staying out of trouble?"

"NAT!" Loraifon shouted, loud and thrilled. He bonked his little head against Nat in greeting, wiggling in excitement, "Hello hello hello! I've been real good, SUPER good, I promise! Me and my family have been having a really great time, but that's not a surprise because this island's great! I haven't been to many islands, but this one is my favourite forever!"

"Ooo, I almost forgot to ask, how has your night been? I bet you've been having loads of fun too!"

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“I am most pleased to hear your time has been pleasant and kind. All deserve time for calm and rest, and I am glad to hear that has been accomplished by your visit.” She noted, but decided not to comment on the cut off sentence. It was clearly a sore spot for the young Lugia, and bringing it up would do her no favors except to ruin the kind night she had just mentioned.

Instead, she mulled over the words after, spoken with hope and fear and not a little hint of desperation. Now, she couldn't be sure of how it functioned within his own realm, but she could tell him what she'd observed over her long life. She only hoped she could tell him in a manner that would not worry him further or exacerbate his fears.

Speaking in that same gentle tone, she lowered her head to the ground a bit more, her chin feathers tickling the sand as she spoke. “Whilst I have not visited your realm and thus am uncertain whether such legends hold true for you, there are cases where the likeness of the deceased are molded into the stars. There are different variants of this; in some occasions noble souls are reborn as celestial beasts and given a new and great role to play, whilst in others certain stars are simply brightened in the view of a certain planet, so that great legends are not forgotten.”

She tried to soften her tone as much as she could, and it was now she cursed her fierce outward features and stoic face, not for the first time. Could she offer the comfort he so desperately needed? She had to try. “I hear the fear in your voice, little one, and I understand it well. Truly, it is a terrible and great feeling all will face one day, the loss of those you hold dear. However, I also see that you are kind and strong, and your Will holds True. I am certain that your father is proud of you, wherever he is, as are all good parents are. And one day, perhaps a day very soon, you may be reunited with him, for I can see that your love for your family burns ever bright within your heart.”

Carefully, she offered him one of her feathers, dark and glowing with stardust at the tip. A token of kindness from her to him. “Hold that love close, and never will you stray.”

(@ask-dawnanddusk) Carefully, slowly, Maksviah approached Raiden. She spoke gently but clearly, or as gentle as one of her stature could be. “Greetings, fierce and young lord of storms. I do hope you have been enjoying your time on this kind isle. This night is most lovely, and it would be a shame to waste away in worry.”

“For another reason I have approached you. I have noticed the mention of stars and other such things from you, and was most curious. As clearly seen, I am linked with stars and space in a unique way, and was wondering what thoughts you hold on the subject. I am also willing to share mine own perspective on these wonders, should you wish to hear them. Speaking of stars is always a delight, especially to another who is fond of them as I am.”

Beneath his bangs, Raiden peered up, lost for words at the lofty being dwarfing his person. “I-.” He stammered. He inhaled deeply. Her gentle tone encouraged him to relax, if only a tad. She hadn’t meant any harm, speaking to him calmly, “The formalities aren’t necessary. I haven’t earned the title you call me. That belongs to my father,” he said, wistful. “I don’t think I can waste the night away sulking.” 

Truthful, he was enjoying himself. The earlier tension he felt initially was gone. Speaking with Luxu and a few others had assuage his worries. A sighting of his sister singing her heart out brought a slight smile. “This night is faring very well. You remind much of Mo’o. Like a moth-” The word died in his throat, his expression becoming that of bitter resentment. 

He shook his head, hoping to free himself from such thoughts. All she asked was an innocent question. Making note of the sparkling glint on her feathers, he decided to say, “I used the stars often when I was smaller to help steer my sister and I to safer waters. As Lugia, we try to stay under the radar as some humans are not completely receptive to our natures and beings in general. But my… fascination for it has gotten further for a different reason entirely.”

He looked towards the stars, his eyes lost even. “I don't know how much of this is real or not, it's hard to put a lot of stock into legends but… I am a being of legendary stature so I guess some of it is true,” he laughed shortly. “I keep my eyes peeled towards the stars to make sure my father doesn't appear as a cluster. They say when a being of great status passes away, they would become a constellation to join the others. I'm still searching for him. I hope he does not go to the heavens before I get to see him again and make peace.

He faces her straight on, undeterred but there was a desperate hope in his eyes, a hope this legend is wrong, that his father was still out there. “Is there a legend like that? You don't have to lie to me if there is. I just… want to be prepared for the reality to come should I see him in the Heavens.”

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“But it’s ok to feel sad, and talking helps a lot! My mom always helps me no matter what, like when I get stuck in snow that's too deep, or eat too many berries and get a tummy ache. I hope you have friends who help you when you feel sad, like my family does. But you’re so nice and cool, so I know you’ve got a bunch of them!”

At the change in subject, Loraifon perked up, “Oh, my stars! I’ve always had them, and they’re super pretty, like my mom’s. I get them from her! A bit ago mom explained it to me, but I don't remember everything. She used a lot of big words even if she tried not to. Um, I think she said I was kinda made opposite how other Arceus are made? I did come from an egg, but only after a bunch of other stuff happened. A lotta energy gathered and made me inside my mom. She called me a gift from the universe, but I think that’s kinda silly. You can't give someone to another person!”

(@ask-dawnanddusk) Teeny-tiny hooves clacked on the ground as Loraifon approached the goomy, enthusiastic and unapologetically loud. “Hello mister!!! Your glasses are really shiny and nice! I saw them when you were talking with my mom. Oh, wait, I have a question! I wanna know, how do you make yourself all sparkly? Like, extra-extra sparkly, not like me. I’m starry, not sparkly! But you're so sparkly and it kinda goes ‘poof!’ around you like a cloud. It’s very pretty!”

*When Slime Boi first saw the little Arceus trot along to him, his breath caught in his throat. The excitement. The child-like wonder. It was rather surprising really. It was so familiar. He tried to keep his cool.*

Slime Boi: Oh hey. I, erm, am a shiny Pokémon. Or, I suppose that's what others would consider me as. The sparkles are just a natural part of being shiny. That's the vibe. Gotta have that twinkly feeling, you know? Happens when I appear. It's, erm...well...

*He just couldn't keep that chill vibe that he had. It wasn't possible. As his smile turned to that of a sadder variety, he couldn't help but look away.*

Slime Boi: Someone who used to be so full of joy when he was young. You really do act similar to who he was. Sorry. Could I just shoot a little advice your way?

*It was true. This young Arceus was exactly like how his brother was like as a child. So young and excitable. Wanting to find out everything. Wanting to know all about him. It was overwhelming. He thought he'd be over his brother. It had been billions of years at this point since he was a child. But there was always that tiny piece of him that wanted things to go back to how they were before he allowed Aladar to have his own world. Before disaster struck that drove a rift between the both of them. No, he wasn't his brother anymore. He made that choice when the younger Arceus destroyed everything he loved. His eyes made contact with the green Arceus in front of him.*

Slime Boi: Please, don't ever lose your sense of child-like wonder and excitement. Please. And if you need help with anything, please just ask someone. Don't just feel that you can do everything yourself, ok kid? You've got some wonderful caretakers. Just let them help you if you need it...

*Damn, what was he doing? Giving unsolicited advice to a child? Really bums out the mood. Ruins the vibes. Slime Boi shook his head. He had to get this conversation back on track.*

Slime Boi: Sorry bud. Sometimes someone reminds you of someone and it just makes you feel different vibes. You said about your stars. They're absolutely radical. Like, were you born with them? Hmm, actually a lot of Arceus just pop into existence. Did you come from an egg?

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"Greetings once more!" Maksivah spoke, thrilled to see the three again. "It is always a pleasure to visit thine lovely isle, and I have arrived with family in tow! All of us have had the grandest of experience, and as thanks all have come together to once more create gifts that we hope you find pleasurable in appearance and befitting of your stature."

"Three necklaces we have made, representative of living earth, sea, and sky. Forged of the finest metals and enchanted with spells of healing and protection."

"The stones come from my home." Vourison explained, leaning forward a bit and nodding at the jewellery, "I'm sure you can already tell, but the gems contain properties of healing and calming. They're specially effective on spirits. It's just a byproduct of the job, really."

"Aww, look at Vourison being a softie." Vox joked, nudging his brother who, for all his grumbling, could no longer pretend to be a total grouch. "Went through all that extra effort to change the colours so that they match the rest of the necklace."

Maksviah smiled at her sons banter, pride and love practically beaming off her like the sun on a cloudless day. Turning back to the three spirits, she spoke again "As can be clearly seen, the creation of these necklaces have given us all time and joy together in preparation for this event. I hope that should you ever don those necklaces, you will feel and know the good you have brought us and all those who visit this isle in celebration."

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