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cmon dude, how would you feel if you werent allowed to talk? that isnt very nice. ]:

HEY be nice to each other, everyone should be allowed to speak when they wanna!!! That ain't fair dangnabbit!

NO they should not

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Smelliper* mail!

Everything smells like bubblegum for the next 10 minutes

*same as pelipper mail except it delivers smells, odors, perfumes and etc.

WOAH WHAT???

THATS AWESOME!!! I DIDNT KNOW YOU COULD MAIL SCENTS?????

OH MAN IM CRAVINF BUBBLEGUM NOW I THINK I HAVE SOME SOMEWHERE......

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salright! im glad you liked em!!!

hah, i actually kinda like "shilo the mad", makes me sound like an alice in wonderland character! ooo or or ummm shilo the chaotic! uhh.... technicalllllly im a champion but people calling me champion shilo feels....weird. so shilo the mad is fine and fun >:3 so like.... anything you wanna be called? probably would be rude to refer to you as mystery possession guys

... how many of you are there anyways? sounds difficult to share the controls between so many

if those IDIOTS don't stop PULLING we will ALL be killed

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hey! no need for rudeness, i gave you cookies dude, i am not your enemy as long as youre not hurting innocents. plus youre the one who said idiots first :P

plus plus! spiritomb is not a ghost story, theres compelling evidence that a place of mass death and pain can form a spiritomb from the risidual consciousnesses and vengeful feelings of those affected. ( whether these are the true spirits of the deceased or some sort of copy from leftover lifeforce is a debate weeee dont need to get into for both of our sakes)

does the man i talk to now have a preferred name? or does your joint consciousness have a title? for politenesses sake. probably already put togetuer that im Shilo. (hi!)

if those IDIOTS don't stop PULLING we will ALL be killed

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mmm, rock, multiple idiots trying to control a body together usually with a powerful "main" consciousness..... a spiritomb i presume?

if those IDIOTS don't stop PULLING we will ALL be killed

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NO VANILLA AND SHILO DON'T COME TO AMERICA GET OUT WHILE YOU STILL CAN

vanilla and shilo go to america moodboard

(mostly made up of random fucking images i don't know)

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( You can see this, he cannot. )

// TW: suffocation, altered perception of reality

Yawning, he scratched a hand through his hair.

He was in the bathroom, and he was supposed to be getting ready for bed. Leaning against the counter, he took a breath.

Shower, done, like half an hour ago.... the pokemon were all fed that was fine... shot for the week, done- Picking up the vial, he opened the medicine cabinet and put it back on the shelf. He'd left the syringe on the counter but he'd take care of that in a minute.

What else- Oh, new stickynotes on the mirror. Stuck right in the middle, was one that said 'you look great 2day - Jaxs'. What a dork.

It made him smile.

Next to it, 'refilled your migraine meds btw - Jaxs'.

Glancing down, sure enough. Picking up the bottle he shook it, hearing it clatter, and glanced at the label. Jaxs must've picked up his prescription while he was out earlier. That was nice of him.

He'd gotten lucky with this guy.

Looking back up at his reflection though- he froze.

Looking closer, his blood ran cold.

It was

Something strung around his neck.

Slowly, almost unconsciously, he raised a hand to his neck.

Nothing. He couldn't feel it.

But he could see it, clear as day.

It looked like bright red string or wire, wrapped a dozen times or more around his throat.

The ends hung in the air like a spiderweb, rising off beyond the edges of the reflection, shifting when he moved.

He couldn't feel anything.

It couldn't be real, it just-

But it was there.

His mouth went dry.

Leaning closer, he put a hand to the mirror, as if there would be something he could wipe off, as if that would give any clearer answers.

Just cold glass.

And the string was still there, taunting him.

He tried to track where it went, up and off beyond view, when-

"ACK-"

Like a wire being pulled taught he was yanked backwards by the throat, only barely managing a yelp before stumbling. He felt a pressure digging into his skin as he fought to maintain balance.

In the mirror, it had tightened.

His heart beat in his ears and again it yanked, sending him tumbling to the tile floor, only barely catching himself by his hands.

His breath quickening, he tried to pull against the force, but only succeeded in pain shooting across his skin.

He could see it, in the reflection, the ends had been pulled straight.

Slowly, it tightened, he could feel the pressure getting worse. Fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK- Scrambling, he clawed at the invisible string and tried to pry it from his neck- he could feel it now, thin and burning.

Steadily it became harder to breathe, his breaths turning shallow and ragged as he clawed at the thing. Trying to back away only made it worse.

It hurt by fuck it hurt-

He tried to shout cry anything but it was breathless, a silent choked scream.

His heart pounded behind his ribs while his ears started to buzz, his chest screaming as he fought for air. He tried in vain to get his nails under the cord and pry it off but no matter what he did it wouldn't budge.

He was starting to get spots in his vision.

Somewhere off there was a loud noise, and quickly there were hands on him, shaking him roughly. Recoiling, any sounds he tried to make were just choked and airless.

"LUS! Bud!"

His ears were ringing, it was too loud, it hurt, he couldn't think he couldn't see he couldn't BREATHE-

Squeezing his eyes shut, the touch pulled him close and he clawed at his throat until- all at once the pressure was gone.

He was sent into a violent coughing fit, choking on his own breath as he sucked air back into his lungs like a man saved from drowning.

His chest ached, his heart pounded, his skin hurt. When, finally, he opened his eyes again, he saw it was Jaxs. Glancing around, gaze landing on the floor, he saw it.

The string.

Still bright red, it laid there limp on the tile, no longer strangling the life out of him. And when he blinked, it was gone.

He stared at the spot it had been for a moment, before just collapsing into Jaxs's side, all of his energy spent, panting.

Jaxs just pulled him in closer while he breathed.

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the 70s????

woah mama i have a hankerin i may be in the future... this aint the 70s i know son hummina hummina...

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Hi My Names Alpha!

I'm a Porygon!

Video found Investors.mp4

Play it?

AUDIO TRANSCRIPT:

[A dark scene, and a slowly illuminating golden skull and hat centered on the camera appear]

Greetings and Salutations.

Many before have asked me “who am I?” well to answer that, I am Syndicate, President and Founder of The Villains Guild. And we here at the Guild have one question in return.

[Fade out, show a blank silhouette standing in the same black void]

“Who are you?” What are your desires, what do you need to fulfill them?

“Employees, bound by coin, not morals? Technology In need of just a little more funding? Or a building, a place to call, yours?”

[Under 3 spotlights, first shows one of the Bounty Hunters, Yanmega. Then a death laser is lit up, revealing a death laser pointed at a table, then a facility with the villains guild logo on it.]

Well, whatever you need to succeed, we here at the guild are looking to invest in success.

Invest in you.

[The same silhouette now wearing a golden suit then appears.]

So whether you are looking to jump-start your career or you wish to purchase one of our many services; just know, the Guild is more than happy to fund your evil deeds at one of our many offices around the world.

[A picture of the world is shown, followed by an end card. "Invest in you.", "Easy as pie, just follow the code!", "Extra large - double - crispy - dip it, I'll take the skull" are on the card.]

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welcome back mystery dude(s?), iiiii think im putting together that you are attached to that previously mentioned rock?

what an idiot

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anyone else worry that they stop existing as soon as you stop paying attention to existing. oh shit here i am, im manually thinking now i guess! and ill just be unaware and gone again later when i stop like, actively thinking about it

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woah mama where am i

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oh wait if, like, poison doesnt work on me this might not either, hm...

Chamomile should be combined with lavender and valerian for best results. I'd recommend staying far away from st. John's wort though. Some people swear by it and it's very tasty, but it has side effects and interacts with a ton of common medicines

thank you anonymous apothicarian

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Chamomile should be combined with lavender and valerian for best results. I'd recommend staying far away from st. John's wort though. Some people swear by it and it's very tasty, but it has side effects and interacts with a ton of common medicines

thank you anonymous apothicarian

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Any... drama in the rotomblr zone?

oh uh, hm, i havent really been, paying attention? x3 theres always something going on, though.... i think someones stuck with dinosaurs or something and also a murder mystery (possibly somehow related?????) but i dont know anyone involved personally so GOOD LUCK, BUT NOT MY CIRCUS WHOEVER YOUS ARE!!!

oh and that plasma grunt i argue at sometimes got possessed and i gave whatever it was cookies but then it kinda just left? dunno whats up with that! nothin i can really do tho