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Rebloged with a picture of the Tags below the cut just incase anyone can’t see them :)

missing numbers lore

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SURPRISE ITS ANOTHER DRAWING-

Silent Orders

(Inspired by a drawing made by Clover_Noir on twitter of the same name. It gave me Fire vibes for some reason-)

Fire is made by @creatively-cosmic for their story, Missing Numbers. They have an ask blog called @themissingnumbers, so please go check them out if anybody sees this.

Extras are below the cut.

I don’t do backgrounds like this often. It’s not very good, but I’m still proud of this one :)

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Did anybody ask for a Crappy Missing Numbers Meme? No.

Did they get one anyway? Yes.

FRIENDSHIP %

If anybody sees this, please go follow @themissingnumbers. Their blog and art is hella good :)

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What up, Starry—You already know who it is! B)

Sorry about Tumblr being a buggy mess and crashing halfway through! I’ve experienced the frustration of losing writing due to crashes and it always sucks. But thank you for continuing to answer these questions and satiate my curiosity! Learning more about Missing Numbers is like reading a book that just keeps getting better and better and better with every new chapter. Also: don’t worry about the delays or how long responding takes! You come first and foremost. Your health/work/school/whatever it is ya got going on in your personal life, is infinitely more important than me getting an answer to a question. So please, take your time, as much as you need—I will wait.

(Also, young Red being just as much of a little shit as Blue was is surprisingly wholesome and I love that. And after seeing their heights I realized I’m the same height as Blue! That detail is not important in the slightest, I just thought it was funny.)

Anywho, let’s get into the meat and potatoes, shall we?

First things first: Y’all mentioned biology mechanics and the nature of Glitches? 👀 Well, guess what? I love that kinda stuff! My curiosity is piqued—please explain.

Second question though: What is Leaf’s Duty? What does she do and how do her powers(?) work? Are her abilities like how the move Imprison was in Fallen Leaf?

And third: What’s the relationship/dynamic between Leaf and Red? That comic y’all posted has me wondering what Leaf is warning others about.

That’s all for now though! Please take care of yourself. Have a good day/afternoon/night!

Ahh, thank you so much for your patience! its really appreciated,, im glad youve still been enjoying things- your comments (and your FANART OH MY GOD??) have still been giving us LIFE i truly cannot thank you enough!

Red and Blue’s childhood friendship and rivalry has always been something we’ve wanted to come off as just plain silly and enjoyable- I’m glad we’ve been succeeding in that, hehe. And Blue was actually originally going to be shorter (our height, actually), we just added a few inches to be nicer to him lol

Per usual now, we’ll keep the big stuff under the cut! It’s another long one: Consider this Leaf Lore Part Two.

For the Glitch stuff, we’ve been thinking and might make a BIG formal post going over all of Professor Maple’s speculation and studies, to make it a good access point for the worldbuilding of Missing Numbers. I can’t promise it’ll come soon, but! As a starting point, I do have a pre-written thing with information on different classifications of Glitch that should clear up a good bit to start with. 

Unless we get any sudden further realizations, every Glitch, Corruption, and Anomaly in Missing Numbers (and arguably in Pokemon as a whole) can fall under these five classifications.

Leaf’s duty is the main aspect of what we failed to touch on in your previous question. So, I’ll finish that part of the story. :) 

To answer your questions, we first have to establish how she got her powers. When Leaf died, she did not get to rest peacefully. Most who die in this world don’t. The afterlife for the fallen and forgotten is not pretty. It is not merciful. There is no heaven for the ones who do not matter to God. 

The Distortion exists in layers. At it’s lowest, the farthest from contact with the main reality, is a void of unused, scrapped, and null data. A graveyard, or worse yet, a dump where things that can no longer exist in the surface world go to rot. Unused data. Scrapped NPCs. Removed characters, Pokemon, items. 

Assets of old games that never carried over.

Leaf's soul was discarded here when she was erased from existence at the end of Abandoned Loneliness. Left to rot with the unborn Ghosts that had haunted them both with the intent to drag someone of significance down with them. Hoping they too might escape. That they might receive mercy through her. 

Unfortunately, Leaf was the unloved child. So instead she fell to their ranks, swallowed up by the abyss that was their resting place- thrust as far from reality, from her home, from her friends, from her purpose as feasibly possible. Still conscious. Still aware. Still suffering.

… Leaf was not one to accept things lying down. Leaf was a fighter. She hated injustice, unfairness. She wouldn’t stand for this. She wouldn’t lie down and give up. No matter how suffocating the darkness was. No matter how the bloodied hands tried to drag her further down. No matter how the chaos and corruption tried to break and dismantle her. 

No. Matter. What.

Where there’s a will, there’s a way. And if there was one thing that defined Leaf even more than her bleeding heart, it was that her will was unbreakable.

So she climbed. Climbing over the damned- the forgotten- the spiteful- the vengeful- everything trying to hurt her and pull her down. Focused solely on escaping, on going up. Until things began to become more tangible. Until she could see more than black and red. Until there was light, and color. Until data became form- albeit still broken, chaotic. Numbers. Misplaced bricks. Impossible plants. Incomprehensible collision. 

Glitch City.

She broke through the floor of the second lowest layer of the Distortion, and though the surface’s light was still so far… She’d found solid footing. 

And here, though it may have been quieter… She wasn’t so alone.

The City had the odd few inhabitants. But the first that she met was a strangely familiar boy, a teenager that reminded her of someone she knew, but wrong. With a cocky, lopsided grin, unruly black hair, and bright red eyes. 

Someone who wanted out just as badly as she did.

Leaf and Red never knew each other outside of Glitch City. But during their time trapped there together as children, they were friends. Leaf wasn’t the first person Red befriended there… 

But she was significant. They were allies with a shared goal, after all, and if one of them could find a way out, they could get out together! They worked in tandem to find hope, grasp at an escape. Everything they could, as a possibility. They were friends, after all. Right?

Right?

… Leaf didn’t wholly trust Red. It wasn’t personal, but there were things that were risky. She could see the instability of corruption plaguing him, and she wanted to ensure her loved ones’ safety more than she wanted to escape. The greater picture was something that she could wrap her head around, even if it was hard to grasp.

Red was not the same. Laser focused on his goal and uncaring of the consequences, it was a factor that, over time, divided them more and more as Leaf realized the severity of Red’s condition, and began to think…

Maybe he was here for a reason. … Still, she tried to turn a blind eye. Let herself hope things weren’t that bad. 

The growing obviousness for his resentment towards Fire, though Red tried to hide it, didn’t help- her distrust towards him only grew, further clouded by her personal fears and dedication to protecting her loved ones.

And one day, while discussing a possible window for escape… She let a thought she’d been hiding slip. The final nail in the coffin.

Afraid for her brother’s life, and angry seeing how Red reveled in the idea of hurting him, she left him behind and didn’t look back.

From there, we aren’t sure of the exact details of how she escaped. But we know she had help on the surface- from someone a little too curious about the nature of the Anomalous, who was all too eager to free a willing entity. Professor Ace Maple (specializing in “anomalies”, and original to the Missing Numbers story!) helped free her soul. 

Of course, releasing a long-buried corrupted entity wouldn’t go unnoticed by the higher power that had put her there. But… It saw how careful she was. How she was now completely wary of all glitches. How she’d come to understand the dangers they posed to the world and the people in it.

So, the Almighty came to her in a Golden light. Extending an offer to her.

YOU CANNOT BE PERMITTED TO EXIST IN THIS WORLD AS YOU ARE.

THERE IS A REASON YOUR KIND WERE BURIED.

THIS WORLD IS ENDANGERED EVERY TIME CORRUPTION ESCAPES.

I MUST PRESERVE THE ORDER OF THIS REALITY.

BUT YOU, HEROINE, HAVE PROVEN TO BE SPECIAL.

I AM WILLING TO MAKE A COMPROMISE FOR YOU ALONE.

YOU KNOW THINGS I CANNOT PERMIT ANYONE TO KNOW.

YOU’VE SEEN THINGS I CANNOT PERMIT ANYONE TO SEE.

I CAN ALLOW YOU TO KEEP THESE MEMORIES, AND YOUR PRESENCE HERE, ON SIMPLE TERMS.

DO NOT SPEAK OF IT TO ANOTHER SOUL…

AND PUT THIS KNOWLEDGE TO USE.

YOUR SHACKLES WILL BE YOUR WEAPON. KNOWLEDGE. POWER. 

PROTECT MY WORLD. CLEANSE THE CORRUPTION. HOLD THEM BELOW.

YOU ALONE WILL SEE EVERYTHING, FOR YOU ALONE SHALL BE THE WARDEN.

BUT DO NOT FORGET WHERE YOU CAME FROM.

DO NOT FORSAKE ME.

… Of course she accepted the bargain. It was all beneficial in her eyes. Her complete freedom, and the ability to protect those she loved most in ways she never could have before. What happened in their childhood would never happen again now.

Thus, Leaf was blessed with her body yet again. Rightfully hers, and aged to grow with her. Though she’d never again be a Vessel, that was okay. She was something far greater now. 

The chains could Imprison any code they touched, and they were completely under her control. With these, she could fight and restrain any anomalies necessary. She was also given the one-of-a-kind ability to freely move between the Main world, and the Distortion… To ensure that no activity occurred in either that could allow the escape of something catastrophic.

Of course, things weren’t perfect. The world and the people in it had changed since she’d been gone. It had been years. People would be different.

Blue, for one. It was hard to face him again. Tensions never stopped being high between them. They both remembered, after all.

She mostly just cared about her brother, now. It took her a bit to find him, idle at the top of Mount Silver. 

It was heartbreaking to see the emptiness in his eyes. Him barely acknowledging her. The realization that he’d never… He’d never looked for her. Never tried to free her. 

Never even mourned. 

She still loved him. She always would. He was her family. He was the only one who’d been anything like her.

It was okay that he got everything she had. It was okay that he’d completely replaced her. It was okay that he now had everything she ever wanted. It was okay that he wasn’t the one who looked for, found, freed her, instead of a complete stranger. It was okay that when he spoke it was soulless and objective and only reminding her of her duties. it was okay. it was okay. 

It was okay that he didn’t care. 

It was okay that he was living the life she should’ve wanted DESERVED that he was destined to.

It was okay that she had to protect him. It was part of her duty, after all.

She wasn’t bitter. She wasn’t mad. She loved him.

… And then there was Red- “Glitchy,” as she now called him, unwilling to give him the name that belonged to her brother. He never did give up on her. He was PISSED, mind you, that somehow she had escaped and left him and the others stuck down there behind- but he still refused to back down.

They were enemies now, though. As he grew more restless- and more powerful, much to Leaf’s horror- his imprisonment became a direct responsibility of hers. And as Professor Maple grew more curious about glitches, unknowingly bringing him closer and closer to true freedom, even though she felt indebted to them, she had to resist their studies. Warn them of everything- especially him.

“I thought you hated injustice. Don’t you think this is unfair?”

Still, she had to face him often. And even in his madness, and even in chains, Red could speak so… Persuasively. 

“If you could escape, why shouldn’t I? You have the ability to free me.”

“And I know you’re hiding me from the others. Don’t they deserve to know?”

“You knew as a KID that Blue was looking for me. Doesn’t HE deserve it?”

“I think you know this isn’t the right thing to do.”

“You’re making a mistake.”

“But it’s okay. I’m not mad. I can be patient.”

“I’m sure you’ll come around.”

“After all, you’re just like me and you know it.”

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Ok! Last post for now. I gotta go back into hibernation and not post for several months lmao.

DEL: THE DISGRACED TRAINER

This is Del. He’s the Blue of my Blue Tears AU and the counterpart to Aster/Red. He, just like Aster, was never really drawn before—so this is the first time I’ve ever really brought him to life. Del is a victim of MissingNo, with the sentient glitch taking over his body and twisting all his negative thoughts and feelings to the extreme, resulting in him murdering his best friend and attempting to commit suicide afterwards. Thankfully, Del and Aster were found by a group of people just like him that treated his wounds and took him in—becoming his new family and home after his own turned their back on him and threw him out for losing at the Indigo League.

(Psst! Hey! @100nebulas! You didn’t ask for him, but here’s the Blue to go along with the Red!)

Other versions of the art below the cut.

The one on the left is just the sketch, but the one on the right is more of a…memory for Del.

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Reading the tags got me like:

Thank you for your kind words!

I was going to make a whole new post to write these, but you know what @100nebulas? These are for you now!

Some assorted Aster Headcanons below the cut :)

(I’m gonna try not to write a novel about the intricacies of my own AU-)

-Aster is a master of the flower language. Just like canon Red, Aster doesn’t talk much and is practically mute, so he uses flowers to communicate! Most of the time he just gets away with nodding or shaking his head, but when it’s something really important, he uses flowers. He weaves his words into a bouquet of flowers and then gives it to the person (or people) he’s speaking with. It’s up to them to decode it.

-The reason Aster loves flowers so much is because it’s one of the things he didn’t anticipate missing as much as he did while on Mt. Silver. Mt. Silver was cold, desolate and barren. The sky was constantly cloudy, there was always a thick blanket of snow on the ground, and what little plant life there was barely had any vibrancy—so he found himself missing flowers a lot after realizing he’d taken them for granted. He missed walking outside and seeing the flowers his mother would tend to in the morning, he missed seeing all the various wildflowers that would grow in Viridian Forest, and he missed seeing what flowers each town and city across Kanto prided themselves on. He didn’t get to see any flowers before he died, but after becoming a spirit, flowers are all he surrounds himself with.

-The scars/cuts on Aster’s hands and forearms are all self-defense wounds. He was stabbed through both of his palms while trying to protect himself. Aster is thankful that those wounds no longer hurt and he can use his hands with (relative) ease.

-Aster can grow spirit flowers from the cuts in his palms. It doesn’t cost him much energy to do and it doesn’t hurt to pick them to give as everlasting gifts. The flowers that grow from the stab wounds on his chest are a different story however. Those flowers are sensitive due to growing from the wounds that directly caused his death, and hurt when touched. Picking or pulling on those flowers makes Aster feel like he’s being stabbed all over again, so please don’t touch the chest flowers.

-He’s a master at making flowers crowns. He likes to teach kids or anyone who is curious or confused how to make them. There’s no judgment if a crown comes out looking wonky—his first one did too! He’ll still say it’s beautiful because it was made by the crafter and that it’s uniqueness alone makes it perfect.

-Despite being a ghost, Aster’s presence is noticeable. Not only because of the cliche cold feeling, but because of how he smells. He smells like fresh pine needles, like a crisp winter morning or holiday celebration. It’s sweet, resinous and just a little bit spicy. It’s a subtle and fleeting scent, but once you smell it once you can immediately recognize that he’s there the second time.

-Whenever Aster is sad or upset, he gets cold. And not in the aloof and indifferent way—but physically. When In a bad mood, he will unintentionally chill the air around him so much that people can see their breath and cause windows to start frosting over.

-Aster is SHORT. Bro is 5 foot nothing. Just a little guy. He floats to make up for any height differences though. (He died at 13 and has stayed the same height, especially because his physical body can’t grow along with his age.)

-Aster struggles to write a lot. It’s not that he can’t, it’s just that since becoming a ghost he finds things occasionally slipping through his fingers. Or hands. He really struggles with pens because he’ll try to click it so he can write, but his thumb will be like jelly and not have enough physical tension to push down the button. It’s frustrating sometimes, so he just uses pencils or crayons. It’s easiest for him to write with his finger on fogged up mirrors or windows, as cliche as that is.

-Aster really likes hugs. He likes giving them and receiving them. Sadly, because he’s a ghost, he’s kinda cold to the touch so he doesn’t get a lot of hugs—but he’s ecstatic when he does get one.

-Aster’s not always visible to the naked eye and is sometimes completely invisible. You can see him in reflective surfaces when he’s like that though, like mirrors, puddles or camera lenses. (He has photobombed people, both on purpose and on accident.)

-Aster’s biggest regret in life was not being there for Del. (Remember the Blue I mentioned in the tags?) He feels like he failed Del as a friend and let him suffer alone, especially after the Championship Battle. So now, he does his best to spread a little bit of happiness wherever he goes. (He actually leaves Del reminders to take care of himself everyday—because he wants his best friend to be healthy and smile. To be happy after getting a second chance at life.)

-Just the sweetest little emotional support ghost you ever did see. :)

-Aster has nothing better to do except good—so that’s exactly what he does. He goes out and does whatever acts of good he can each day. He gives flowers and bouquets to hospitals for patients without visitors so they know someone is thinking of them, he sits down and offers an ear to anyone who looks like they need someone to talk to, and gives out hugs to those that could use one. Whatever he can think of or do when the opportunity arises.

That’s all for now! I’ve never drawn this much back to back, so if my motivation to draw sticks around, expect to see a picture of Del eventually.

What’s up with me posting Art all of a sudden???

ASTER: THE FALLEN CHAMPION

This is Aster. He’s the Red from my own Blue Tears AU. I’ve never actually drawn him before, he’s just kinda lingered in my mind for two or so years—so this is the first pass of his design! Aster is a free-roaming spirit that, while missing his own tangible body, uses his new ghostly form to try and spread a little joy. Leaving nice messages and gifts of flowers for those he thinks need a reason to smile.

(Hey! Psst! @creatively-cosmic! You said you wanted to see him—so here he is!)

Other Versions of the art below the cut.

And yes: he has eyes. They’re just covered by the shadow of his cap.

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What’s up with me posting Art all of a sudden???

ASTER: THE FALLEN CHAMPION

This is Aster. He’s the Red from my own Blue Tears AU. I’ve never actually drawn him before, he’s just kinda lingered in my mind for two or so years—so this is the first pass of his design! Aster is a free-roaming spirit that, while missing his own tangible body, uses his new ghostly form to try and spread a little joy. Leaving nice messages and gifts of flowers for those he thinks need a reason to smile.

(Hey! Psst! @creatively-cosmic! You said you wanted to see him—so here he is!)

Other Versions of the art below the cut.

And yes: he has eyes. They’re just covered by the shadow of his cap.

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B:0 <— shocked guy with his glasses raised

POSTGAME

Red has won the championship. A prequel of sorts to the greater story of Missing Numbers. Told from Blue's POV.

CW: Suicidal ideation.

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Before he got any closer, I made a grand effort to compose myself, puffing my chest out and shutting my eyes in what I hoped looked like a cocky expression, rather than me holding back tears.

“Well, I THOUGHT I hadn’t made any mistakes raising my Pokemon. But darn, I guess you’re the new Pokemon League Champion…”

I sneered at him, “Although I don’t like to admit it.”

I stuck my hand out, offering a shake as if to officiate yep, you did it, you’re better than me, good job in the way that I’d seen grown-ups do on TV. He just stared at it, still looking like someone had died, not like he’d just done the greatest achievement any Pokemon trainer could ever hope to do?

What an idiot. I couldn’t understand why he cared so much. It wasn’t like HE was hurt by any of this. He should be ECSTATIC. 

He opened his mouth, as if somehow this warranted him using his words. Before he could, though…

The door opened behind him.

If my stomach had already dropped, well. Now it was digging itself a grave.

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THERE WAS AN ATTEMPT AT FANART-

The Gift of Life

“Fire” Red was made by the amazingly creative @creatively-cosmic, please go check them out.

The little ghost dude/hand in the bottom is my own Original Character named Aster. (Who may or may not be drawn in full someday, I don’t know.)

Other Versions of the Art below the cut.

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Ice, Ice, Baby!

Neo Champion

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Arceus can’t save you now-

god help whoever pissed this guy off

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With Carmine's piece done, the Trio of Perdition Demo has complete

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AAAAAAA- I can’t believe I’m doing this. (Please forgive my awful formatting I have never done this before-)

Don’t expect this on my page too often, but with the release of the Pokepasta Perdition Demo I got inspired to pick up a tablet and draw for the first time in several months! (I’m rusty and don’t draw often and it was my first time doing this color palette cut me some slack-) So: Introducing…

Rari & Yu! (Aka: Red & ゥ .4)

These two are just my own take on the characters from the secret song in the mod: 8F. I really, really like that song and couldn’t help but to draw them. You’re welcome to draw them or write about them if you like. I don’t mind, so long as you give the proper credit!

Some Headcanons I have for them are listed below!

Rari:

-He’s completely mute and communicates using ASL/Sign Language. He can also communicate via textboxes, though they are just a way of making his message/thoughts clear, and are not an indicator that he can talk.

-Rari is anxious, but an absolute sweetheart. Just a nervous ball of sunshine.

-Rari is afraid of Yu. (For good reason)

-He’s very shy and awkward, but he wants to interact with others and make friends.

-Rari is 13 years old, 4’11” tall. (150 cm)

-Rari is permanently stuck in the old Gen1 color palette.

-The only Pokémon Rari has is Yu. (You’ll find out why in a sec-)

-Large numbers stress him out.

-Fearful of/Traumatized by Glitches and Gamebreaks.

-Very tired and would like a nap.

-Would enjoy a warm hug right about now.

-Rari really likes bagels.

Yu:

-Little Creature :)

-Very mischievous and likes to play pranks.

-Wants to do something all the time. Don’t matter what—he just wants to do something and will use Rari to do it. (Yu is kinda like a Symbiote to Rari. Sort of. I don’t have a better parallel. He just makes him do stuff.)

-Yu just kinda decided that Rari was its trainer the moment it saw him. Not for any particular reason other than he seemed interesting.

-Yu is basically a baby MissingNo. (Who already has godlike powers) (kinda like Kirby-)

-Yu can corrupt/glitch things it touches at will. That includes people. (He already knows how to Super Glitch.)

-Yu is Rari’s only Pokémon because it corrupted all of his actual ones as punishment for not listening to it. (Yeah. Yu might be a baby, but it’s still a dangerous glitch Pokémon.)

-Can teleport and shapeshift. (So far he can take the form of the Kabutops and Areodactyl fossils) (The Areodactyl form can fly so be on the lookout for a mini flying dinosaur)

-Yu cannot speak, but can communicate/vocalize with a variety of chirps, beeps, and/or ear piercing screeches depending on how it’s feeling or what it wants. It can also influence technology around it to communicate as well. (Ex: hacking your phone or computer and using instant messaging to talk.)

-Overall a very dangerous, very annoying cat…bug…thing.

Bonus: a couple Doodles I made.

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I enjoy them a normal amount

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I only have Nemona 😅 but I hope this helps!

Fellow Pokémon Masters ex players!

I'd appreciate if you could help me out with reference pictures of characters' bags, since I'm missing a couple...

I would greatly appreciate anyone sending me pictures of the bags of these characters:

Red (classic), Selene, Lucas, Victor, Hugh, Marnie, Bede, Nemona, Paulo, Tina.

(In their "normal" outfits)

Like this:

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y’all expose yourselves and take this fanfic test i was just forced to by an irl so now i’m making you too

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Lacerta Nebula, Cape of Stars