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[trainerlynda]

//Off screen RP with @newvillainontheblock

She storms into the building, everyone steps away from him with her large wings and long tail, horns scrape along the ceiling as he passes her feet pound into the ground as well claws clacking against tile.

If looks could kill, he would have had everyone drop dead the moment they locked eyes with her.

He quickly finds the training hall, and finds 'Zee', seeing the dark aura of a Shadow coating its body,

She looks pissed.

"You... you fucking vile creature... what is there to gain from this?"

His teeth are sharpened like knives, tongue forked as she snarls like a dog.

A beast.

A monster people could, and would fear.

[dragonsareoverrated2]

📢 rant about how your username is correct (how dragons are overrated)

*Cracks fucking knuckles*

@pkmn-ken @dorakoryusei I suggest you two dont look, I let out a lot of frustration I have with people who excessively use dragon types without knowing what theyre doing and people who are uncreative with their team builds.

Too many people use dragons as a round out for their damn teams instead of getting fucking creative with the types they have for their fucking line up.

Have a strong weakness to electric? Get a dragon type with earthquake!

Have a strong weakness to water? Get a dragon type that can use grass or electric moves!

Have a strong grass weakness? Get a dragon type!

So on so forth

Just get yourself a damn ground type, get a full on electric/grass type, GET A POKEMON THAT HAS A PROPER SUPER EFFECTIVE ATTACK AGAINST GRASS TYPES IT IS SO NOT HARD

Dragonites are fucking everywhere, where the hell are the T-Tars and Metagross? What happened to those pokemon?? Oh and don't even get me fucking STARTED on Garchomp, over rated shark!

No one takes the time to train other damn pokemon half the time, dragons are just soooo fucking popular that better types fall to the damn wayside.

Why don't I see more steel types? Fairy types? Dark types?? Hell! I see more Dragon types on trainers teams then fucking PSYCHIC TYPES! Those things used to be fucking EVERYWHERE ON TEAMS! So many people build their teams around one fucking dragon instead of doing something creative like build around sandstorm or build around a whole range of pokemon

Then theres the fuckers who prance their dragons around like they are the gift to all man kind!

The amount of so called 'Dragon Masters' Ive seen that treat their dragon types like oversized babies that can do nothing wrong is fucking STAGGERING

And the damn EGOS on the FUCK HEADS

They have fucking TEMPER TANTRUMS when I bring out Yuki as if I DARE use a other type than Dragon to defeat their prized lizards

Always twirling around with their stupid oversized capes laughing like evil villains saying that THEY are the BEST and NO ONE CAN DEFEAT THEM except THOSE WHO TRULY SEE THE MIGHT OF DRAGONS!!

Ugh UGH! FUCKING UGGGHH!!!

THERE IS VERY FEW PEOPLE WHO UNDERSTAND HOW TO TAKE CARE OF A DRAGON AND KNOW WHAT THEYRE CAPABLE OF!

THERE IS VERY FEW PEOPLE WHO TREAT THEM WITH REAL RESPECT AND KNOW WHERE BOUNDARIES LAY WITH THEM

SO MANY PEOPLE JUST USE DRAGONITE AND GARCHOMP TO SOLVE THEIR DAMN TEAM COMP ISSUES INSTEAD OF LOOKING OVER THEIR FUCKING TEAM AND ASKING "Hmm do I really need a dragon type or do I just need to actually use my head and get creative"

FUCKING HELL UGH!!

Oh and that isnt to fucking MENTION the ELITISM with some dragon trainers-!

'Oh dont use Kingdra, its stats are abysmal' 'Dont use Drampa they cant do anything' 'Dont use Turtonator' 'Dont use Druddigon' 'Dont use Appletun'

USE POKEMON YOU LIKE NOT POKEMON FOR THEIR DAMN STRENGTH HAS KAREN TAUGHT YOU FUCKS NOTHING?!?

OH WAIT NONE OF YOU EVEN TOUCH THE GYM CHALLENGE THATS RIGHT!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I'M DONE!

[corviknight-appreciator]

Are you doing alright? An alternate version of Chosen showed up yesterday during the whole alternate universe thing and it really got to her :(

Two told me to make sure some other people are ok (-R)

I'm doing better than my alternate, if that counts for anything. Not a high bar, though. It's just extremely jarring to get back from an all-day board game thing that Weatherboy set up for stress relief at the midpoint of the gym challenge yesterday and find... this.

I wish there was some way to help her, because I'm pretty sure that the only reason she didn't try anything rash is because she was given a Sobble, who immediately adopted her.

But any sort of necromancy that we could try would end badly...

Ugh. Sorry. You probably don't want the context, honestly. Anything I can send over to help on your end?

[timetravelerpyrite]

Pelipper mail...?

A Vulpix doll with it's back ripped open...

... ... . . .

Touch her and YOU WILL BE THE ONE WITH YOUR

BACK

RIPPED

OPEN!

...

...

fuck, how do you sew...?

[tumble-drama-island]

@chloe-harassment-proof

She's not making a good case for herself.

[theirheartandsoul]

[An audio has been uploaded onto the account... would you like to listen...?]

//Warning for a lot fowl language, violence, along with threats (both of violence and death) and brief mentions of past abuse.

[The sound of stomping is picked up first, heavy boots thudding against wooden tile as someone storms down whatever hallway they're in, the sound of a distant conversation can be heard as the voices quickly get louder and louder-

"and that's why I feel like Charizard should be a Dragon fire type!" It seems to be Lance?

"Fucking piece of shit, keeping him this long because of damn Dragon types I swear to fuck-" The other voice sounds like Silver, but there's something off, clearly Adam is messing with his voice to make him sound different.

Suddenly the sound of doors swinging open and slamming into walls is heard, and things go silent, until Lance speaks up.

"Ah! Silv- Silver! It's nice to see-" "Shut the fuck up fuck face."

The sound of stomping boots once again echos in the audio, a chair scraping against tile and someone's clothes rustling follows after "Adam what are you doing?!" Is said not even slightly above a whisper. "Getting you fucking out of here, what does it look like?!"

"Hey! What do you think you ar-" "You've been holding O-... Gold in this damn meeting for too long, we're leaving." "Can't he chose that for himself?"

There's a beat of silence, you can almost sense the anger and tension in the audio.

"What do you fucking think dickhead? We're leaving." "But you just got here! You need to at least-" "I'm not listening to you drone on about fucking Dragons, stay out of our shit."

As the foot steps start again, the sound of a pokeball is heard, followed quickly by the snarl of a draconic pokemon.

"Ah, bad boy Soaring Sky, don't block the door." Lance says flatly, loud thuds occur in a rapid pace, followed by a harsh sounding thump followed by a rough snort.

"Oh, bad bad boy... well, I can't move him, so I guess you'll have to stay!~ You wouldn't want to make my Dragonite mad now would you Silver...?~"

There's a deafening silence, a low growl can be heard... "Adam... Adam it's not worth it- please just- A- SILVER-!"

The sound of fast footsteps can be heard along with the very loud SMACK of skin against skin, the sound of a chair knocking over, and someone falling to the ground, Silver's voice giving way into something much darker and more violent, only the recording can seemingly pick up what is said next. "If you don't move your dumbass dragon in the next 5 seconds I will send all of my ice types to ice beam him and turn him into the most bloody ice statue you have ever seen, then do that to you NEXT, you fucking understand?!"

A brief moment of quiet follows, the sound of the Dragonite breaks through it as it starts coming closer.

"You better get off me Silver, we don't want you to get a matching scar on your other shoulder now do- HMPF?!"

"You better shut your damn mouth before I follow through with my threat you abusive prick."

There's more silence from the two of them, the Dragonite stomps over faster, growl picking up in intensity before what sounds like a low Pyroar growl comes from... what seems like Silver's body, it rumbles and vibrates lowly in a threat of pure rage.

... The Dragonite shuts up.

"... We're fucking leaving."

The audio ends]

[piers-official]

[Pelipper Mail! This package comes neatly wrapped in a square box with a letter included. The box contains several goodies! Some jars of pressed honey from the Sinnoh region: rose, lavender, and peach; along with some Alolan treats.] [The letter reads the following message.] Dear Piers, I hope you don't mind this letter. I'm one of your fans from the Sinnoh region (though I'm now located in Alola for work reasons.) In this box, you'll find Alolan snacks and Sinnoh pressed jars of honey. Please note the ingredients on the back of the Alolan snacks to avoid any allergic reaction. I wasn't really sure what you might like so I sent you a little bit of everything I could find that wouldn't be available in Galarian markets.

I'm one of your older fans. I'm a little shy but I've always adored your music.

Before I was released, I used to live in a sort of mental hospital. I wasn't exactly a dangerous individual but my Pokemon partner was. Not gonna lie, we went to jail and then I had to live in the hospital for a few years so we could go through therapy together.

While we were living there, your phone would be taken away. Something about social media hurting your self esteem and such, you know? Practically living off the grid.

But I had one of your old cd's that I kept through the years and I would always hang on to it. Your music helped me. I always kept thinking that at some point, I was going to get out, me and my partner. We're going to go see one of your concerts one day.

It's a silly thought but it really motivated us to do better. One of the nurses even went out of her way to get your last album cd for me too, before i left.

I'm not sure if I would be able to see you in a concert one day unless for some reason you traveled to Alola but I wanted to give you something, as a thank you for helping us.

I hope you like everything! Take care.

From, Your fans from The Whistling Kettle, Honey and Grim

Honey, Grim- I dunno if you're readin' this but, thank ya so much for the lovely gifts and the heartfelt letter, truly- it means a lot.

I... always get a bit emotional, knowin' my music possibly helped or even saved someone out there, but ta hear 'bout it? It's a whole 'nother experience.

M'glad yer still here with us an' yer doin' better. Yer a strong bloke- both of ya! Thank ya for sharin' yer story with me.

If ya wanna shoot me an email please do. If m'ever goin' to Alola (It's a high possibility), I wanna make sure the both of ya are there- M'treat, aye? (Contact info: Should be on my official website)

Have a brilliant day you two. Cheers.

[ever-winter]

Plotted Starter for @starlitwishes / @primowishes

As usual, he found that he had very little to do. There was only so many times that you could wander around these hallways, before you begun to accept that you were simply useless. If he wasn't needed here, then why was he even being kept in this darn place? Let him go off and do some other work - instead of rotting away inside these darn walls that he hated so much. Sighing, he kicked lazily at a ball of crumpled up paper as he walked down yet another hallway, the flickering lights irritating his eyes slightly, though everything was irritating him lately. Ever since that fake had arrived, everything had just been feeling off, and it felt as though the answer as to why was there, just outside his reach, just floating beyond his grasp, that if he were to ever manage to grab hold, it'd make everything clearer - but that the truth was also something he feared...which was just stupid. What did he have to fear? He wasn't the one being torn into...Wasn't that the darn issue?

Heeh, what a foolish thought, the ball kicked with much more force, bouncing down the empty corridor, and into a room that had it's door slightly open, Seiko rolling his eyes as he watched it vanish into the darkness. Even paper was abandoning him now? Just the thought made him scoff, walking quickly over to the room, the intention being to just grab his 'ball' and be on his way - after all, why should anything of interest be inside such a place as cut off from the main area as this?

Least that had been his thought. Nothing could have prepared him for the sight that he was currently greeted with. Slowly, as though he was walking through some type of thick haze, Seiko made his way deeper within the dimly lit room, the flickering lights once again irritating his eyes, but his focus was entirely on the figure that floated in some type of tank near the end of the room, a figure that looked a lot like himself...and yet he just knew this wasn't Wrenn, this wasn't the fake...

What did this even mean? He thought that Wrenn was the only copy...he'd been told that was the case...but if that was the truth, then how did he explain what he could see right now? There was no denying what was before him, his attention so fixated on this other double, that he didn't even take in if there was anyone else within the room or not, a hand rising to rest against the thick glass.

"...who the heck are you...what are you...what's going on...?".

[silveredfeathers]

...

-@timetravelerpyrite

🌈: Strange, why am I logged into my chosen's blog...? It won't let me log out either... Maybe I need to answer one of these asks?

I am fascinated by the fact, despite not being quite the same, there are still Ho-oh in the distant futures of other universes. I'm surprised that Eclipse has managed to retain it's ability to choose despite being altered so much... Keeping the ability to return others from the dead even when that was not the intention of those altering it.

What does that mean for my own chosen? Could he be a chooser due to events that are no fault of his own...? It worries me... If he can choose, then what other things have been thrust onto him? Will his worries about living long past those he cares for be a reality? Will he be force have things heal that he wish wouldn't?

[ring-of-galactic]

oghh.. why'd it have to hurt so much.. HHSHSHIT- oh shit- is that.. oh. it is. it is. it came from- me. thats my- that's- oh arc. so much bl- Pory? help. nedd.help. get.

i need to la

[pokemonveterinarian]

[Musharna Mail! A nightmare that isn't yours...]

[The start of the nightmare, you are looking down at your crossed legs, your eyes blink open a couple times seemingly waking up from some nap.

You stand, stretching for a moment before you notice the sound of jingling, you feel up your neck... a rough woven fabric is around your neck. You feel the front of it and feel something cold and metallic.

You tug it forward to look at the metal, choking a bit as the fabric tightens around your neck-... . . .

The metal looks like a tag.

The tag says Goldie

You scream, trying to run off to somewhere, ANYWHERE, but you can't.

A chain pulls you backwards and off your feet, you are stuck staring up at the ceiling of a house you don't recognize, but your body begins to hyperventilate, scratching and scrambling at the collar to try and get it off in desperation.

Someone you don't recognize steps into view, a tall lady with long white hair which looks blond at the roots, eyes piercing and dark brown, you have never seen her before... but her words are recognizable.

"Told you I would get you on a short leash love. You can't run away any more."

You try and scream, but the collar tightens even more, restricting your voice.

"Welcome home GOLD."

...]

[You snap awake, the phantom constriction still choking you for a few seconds before it lets up...]

[Saint couldn't breath.

He knew who this one was from.

He screamed out for Pyrite, screaming to make sure he was okay.

He felt his chest tighten at the thought of Pyrite being in a similar spot that he was- Even if it was just a dream...]

[trainerlynda]

So Jack is still alive? Is there anything I could do to help fix that?

He's banned from Harbor Lane.

Pfft Topaz, hun, he's a demi god like me.

No offense, you would not be able to do anything.

He's like a roach-... hm there's no mon equivalent huh? Oh wait-! He has infinite revives in a game.

Basically he does not stay down no matter what I do to him.

[dragonsareoverrated2]

OKAY APPARENTLY THIS GUY DESIGNED MY FRIEND'S WEDDING DRESS AND SUIT-?

OH FOR FUCKS SAKE I THREATENED MY FRIEND'S FRIEND WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME-

[water-pokemon-appreciator]

Stupid max revive testing lol (Video by arcphone!)

(//tw for corpses and some unnatural weirdness i guess)

[Sidon has a rotting body that looks... extremely similar to him (except for the fact that it's a rotting corpse).

"OK, I know nothing will happen, but I have to prove a point!" Sidon says to the camera. He is squatting next to his own corpse.

He puts a max revive in the throat of the body. eugh

Suddenly, it starts moving. it outstretches its hand toward the camera. then Sidon starts laughing.

"You didn't think it actually came back to life, did you? hahaha!" Sidon says, his hands curled like that of a marionette puppeteer. The body goes back to being limp. "Still has blood in it!"

The video continues for a while. Nothing is happening because sidon just wants video proof that nothing will happen.

Finally, the video ends]

@fire-pokemon-appreciator told you nothing would happen

[timetravelerpyrite]

💥 can I pretty please murder Selenite

YODAKDAKH-???

I'm, pretty sure this is Paz.

Uhhhhhhhh depends, if she tries to kill you and I can't get to you in time then yeah totally.

Otherwise she's mine.

I for some reason can't not bold the pronouns when talking about her.

[tumble-drama-island]

That last one is illegal. Four to eight years in prison.

@chloe-harassment-proof