#//off screen post

[joltik-guy]

[Electros plan]

{off screen post}

Joltik was so tired. The kind of tired that made your brain turn to mush inside your skull, that let the corners of your vision turn white. The kind of tired that wouldn’t go away.

The public hated them. Everyone hated them. And yet new vilgilantes popped up everyday, earning love and interest from the public. Paco, and now Juniper? It was pathetic. They did this before it was cool. Before it was common. What- do they just get all of the praise and attention, while Joltik fades into obscrurity. It wasn’t fair. People choosing this! They didn’t choose this!

Their vision goes completely white for they don’t know how long- it didn’t feel longer than a second- but it seemed to be morning, judging by the equipment lighting up, or maybe it wasn’t. They didn’t see sunlight anymore, their vision was far too degraded for that.

Their eyes almost immedaitly snapped to Electro, (HOW DID SHE GET IN!?)  who glowed like the sun should. She grinned, standing behind glass, in a room Joltik was yet to enter. She stood on her tippy toes, attempting to set up some TVs, with several more already organised.

“Oh hello! Decided to join us have you?”

She’d been in for a while- and they hadn’t noticed. They had failed- no- not entirely. Not yet.

The jerk upright- their only goal now is to get to her. To get her.

“I can’t believe you sleep with you eyes open! Freaky!”

She giggled, adjusting the last TV, and moving to connect some wires.

Joltik reached the door, but yanking on the handle revealed it was locked. Electro tuts, sitting down on a swivel chair and sliding to a large computer in the room, typing faster than what seemed to be humanly possible.

“You’re not allowed in yet! I’m not done! You should’ve invested in some more sleep- you look terrible hah-”

Joltiks fists clench, attempting to smash the glass, in one swing. It doesn’t work. Even with their superhuman strength- it bounces off the glass, only leaving their hand throbbing. They look up at her, not in any humour for this.

“I fucking hate you.”

She turns around to face them at this, her face almost showing something akin to disappointment.

“Oh- I know. I know you do.”

At that moment, the door clicks open, seemingly for no reason, and joltik rushes in without thought. They lunge at her- only for her to take a step back onto the a wire carefully placed and glitch out of sight.

Joltik blinks.

What.

The door clicking closed again sickened them to their stomach. Turning revealed her.

Outside of the room. Standing on a wire, grinning wider than ever, some sort of remote in her hand. She walks up to the glass as the tv’s flicker to life.

“Oh I didn’t think you’d fall for that! But hey- Thank you for making this easy!”

Joltik frantically looks around the room, turning in a small circle. They were trapped. Their head began to sting as their joltik senses fired off, everything was wrong. So wrong. This was bad.

All of the TV’s begin to play the same footage. Black and white security footage of their last fight with electro. The villains on the screen begin to bicker.

Electro grins maniacally, rocking on her feet. Everything was falling into place perfectly.

Joltik walks to the oppisite side of the room, where a large sturdy looking machine sits, attempting to pull it apart yeilded the same results as trying to damage the window. Yet they keep trying.

The TVs playing joltik yelling out "You think I wanted this? Any of this? YOU THINK I WANT TO SPEND MY TIME FIGHTING YOU!?" makes them freeze. 

Electro continues her monolouge.

“That really made me think, bug guy. I thought you wanted this- you wanted to be some sort of hero- but you sound bitter. You sound angry.”

Joltik gets back to attempting to break the glass dividing them,

“I am angry- LET ME OUT!”

“I’ve looked over your account, and honestly. I’m doing you a favour here.”

Joltik continues punching the glass, feeling something crack in their hand. Electro hears it and winces, tilting her head

“See- you’re destroying yourself- You always have, always will.”

The TVs start to play different footage this time, it seems like a compalation of joltik being injured, or hurt in their line in their work, including the infamous fight with minskt. She seems to have put a lot of work into this.

“I used to want to use this machine on myself- undo the rotom hybridity that was gifted to me, but I think you’re a much better candidate.”

Joltiks blood runs cold

“What.”

“Once this is over you’ll be normal! Just like you want! Just like you’ve always wanted!”

She begins to click buttons on the remote. The machine behind them making ‘power up’ noises

“NO – I DON’T WANT THAT- I DO NOT WANT THAT”

“Oh but you do! And your friends do too! It’ll be so much better for both of us. You’ll get what you want and I won’t have to deal with you bothering me anymore!!”

“LET ME OUT PLEASE PLEASE- PLEASE STOP THIS LET ME OUT!”

Electro giggles, before turning to joltik, any fun in her expression gone,

“It will hurt less if you’re still.”

With that the machine comes to life.

It was hard to tell if their screams were louder, or the machine itself.

[swagtastic-bougie-pompadour]

**A few hours later, during lunch

... hello?

Helloooooo??

PENNY!

C'mon, Penny, what's going on? You've been zoning in and out since school started.

- Nantsi

"...Slept bad. Broke my damn glasses, too... Ugh."

[There's a pause, as Penny picks at her meal, shoving the rice in her paella from side to side. She looks around, anxious, and drops her voice.]

" 'Ey, Nantsi... Have you ever, like... arc, this is stupid. Have you ever had someone... something... show up in your room in the middle of the night, just to call you terrible at what you're doing? I was thinking it was some sorta nightmare, but I got a note, too..."

[thatfailedpokemontrainer]

((beggining of heist arc))

((closed rp starter for @prof-indigo))

Sprite paces around the room, restless, it mutters to itself, checking things off. Nothing could go wrong. Nothing would go wrong. Nothing. He had done shit like this countless times before, why was now so different?

Because he had something to loose.

A select few pokemon watched him, a mudkip, cyndaquil and dedenne watched him pace, the rest residing in pokeballs in his pocket. He waited for indigo to tell him to stop, that they were ready, but until then, he stayed in the sort of liminal- timeless state of walking back as forth, only getting more worked up.

[silvia-luna]

So, thorn, you ready to get your leaves trimmed?

*@luca-the-zoroark cracks her spinning-top like a whip*

The other two aren't too far behind.

Just hand over your miraculous. Unless you want to be caught in my brambles. *Thorn Trapper grabs her hairclip, readying herself for a fight* I'm not scared of you or your friends.

[humming-pokemon-helpers]

[It's the daily news... take a listen?]

"...And in regional news, Vanilla Cress, best known for their role in Casteliacone's major advertisement campaign, seems to have appeared before Nimbasa City crowds to deliver a speech that is being widely called a 'shock'--though some claim the speech is nothing more than a fraud. Let's take a listen."

"To everyone in Unova... I apologize for misleading you up to now. The truth is, many years ago, before N had come to power, I was a member of Team Plasma. Specifically, I worked directly under Ghetsis's personal guard, the Shadow Triad, directly confronting those who stood in the way of Plasma's advancement. I understand this may come as a shock, and I regret the deep harm that I caused when I was young..." [The audio skips to a later part of this speech.] "Ultimately, however, I still believe Pokémon deserve better than a life in Pokéballs, controlled by self-righteous humans... I hope you will join me--" [In the background, two older adults yell loudly at the speaker. "You are not our child! Give our child back!" The speaker continues on, but the audio switches back to the news reporter.]

"The Unova Police Department is currently investigating the claims in this speech, and we are expecting to hear more soon. In the meantime, we asked several political experts about their opinions..."

[The snippet cuts out.]

[captain-mommy-issues]

[There's a knock on Arven's dorm room door.]

"Arven, it's me! I have your... humorous baseball cap. And most certainly not any bandages. Would it be alright if I came in?"

@swagtastic-bougie-pompadour

[ Arven looked over at the door and sighed. ]

"YEAH! Get in here, old man!"

[ Arven pulled out his phone camera and looked at himself. He yanked out his hair tie, placing it next to him. He tried to brush his mess of a hair so it'd cover his face completely. He knew he looked MUCH worse in person than in the video and wanted to hide it from his father figure.

Internally he hoped that Clavell would just magically forget about this all. And he would just give him the hat, and leave. ]

[prof-polaris]

//While this is canon to Indigo's storyline, this is only put on the blog so that you Know of the events that occurred here.

As Indigo and Wallace swim up to the cave, it is quiet except for the lapping of the waves against the shore. They roll away from Wallace, carefully recalling him back into his ball. The professor releases Tag and Flicker in the same movement, and the typhlosion helps them to stand, maneuvering them onto Tag's back. The three move into the cave in tandem.

Flicker and Tag immediately begin searching for- something. Indigo does their best to help, reaching down to run their hand along the walls of the cave. Eventually they brush against part of the wall that doesn't seem to match.

"Tag, easy. Think I found it."

Indigo presses their hand into the indentation and a mechanism of some kind clicks. They pull out a small, ornately carved box.

A voice in their head whispers, "This is it! You've found it! Excellent job, you can free us now! We can finally be free!"

Magenta sounds delighted because these are his ashes. His final conduit to this plane. Other than Indigo themself of course. He can finally be done. Finally, see his family again...

But it's never that easy.

Uxie's overwhelming presence fills the room. Indigo freezes automatically.

"WHAT IS THIS."

They clutch the box of ashes close to their chest. Magenta whispers urgently to them, but they can no longer hear him over the static in their ears.

"Give them back."

"WHAT."

"My memories. Give them back. All of them. Now."

And Uxie...hesitates. For a moment. And it slowly reaches out and Indigo feels it, digging through their mind. And for the first time in their life, they let it happen, feeling the memories slot back into place. The memories of Sprite, and memories they gave as offerings. And then. 7 years of memories.

They point an accusing finger at the legendary, face contorted with rage.

"You- fucking! Possessed me?? For seven years???"

Uxie almost looks nervous, drifting farther away from it's chosen.

"IT WAS...A PRECAUTIONARY MEASURE. YOU WERE LEAVING. I COULD NOT ALLOW IT."

Indigo nearly snarls at the legendary, a habit they learned from Violet. They grip the box tighter in their hands.

"You do so hate to let things go. Like me. Or, Magenta perhaps?"

The being of Knowledge freezes in place.

"WHAT DO YOU KNOW."

"Everything. The way you connected us. The fact that you wanted me to be a conduit for him. The ashes in this box."

"INDIGO. DO NOT MAKE A DECISION THAT YOU WILL REGRET."

Their grin is feral as they raise the box above their head.

"Oh, I won't be regretting anything. Flicker."

The typhlosion perks up, Indigo slams the ornate wooden box to the ground, the wood splinters.

Uxie screams.

Barely over the sound, a command is given.

"Flicker- use flamethrower!"

-

...A few things happen, all in succession.

A spirit is released: Magenta whispers a thanks to Indigo. They feel it as he goes, a presence leaving their body, a gap in their brain filled all at once. A more secure feeling in their body. Their feral grin widens. Both of them are Free.

A choosening is undone: Uxie has no need nor want for Indigo now that what they were made to be is gone. Especially after what they have done. They lose the Knowing. Everything that they have ever Known is lost to them now. The unwanted knowledge is gone. Their eyes will remain gold, but they will no longer steal the memories of onlookers.

Uxie is furious: Indigo is forced off of Tag, and they hear more than they feel their body being slammed into the cave walls. Uxie screams at them, but they no longer Know what it is saying.

As Indigo begins to lose consciousness, they see- something. They can't quite make sense of it. It- She? Is pink. And she looks like a person, a snake pokemon, and a turtle pokemon, all at once. Their brain refuses to make sense of it. She presses a kiss to their forehead and murmurs something to them.

"I have you, my lover of all things."

The last thing Indigo sees is all of their pokeballs opening at once, rushing to meet Uxie in battle.

[wigglytuff-guild]

A Shiny Eevee carrying and holding on her mouth a basket of perfect apples, nervously waits for her footprint to be identified Infront of the infamous Wigglytuff Guild.

@treasuretownresident

"Footprint detected! Footprint detected!"

"Whose footprint? Whose footprint?"

"The footprint is Eevee! The footprint is Eevee!"

"Hmm... Alright! You may ENTER! ...Man, it's busy today. Just after we got back, too..."

[occulticvioletdepths]

[@gwendoline-of-lumiose ]

Camille! Hello! Where are you?

[A very loud an awkward Gwen is standing and shouting right outside of the Undella pokemon centre. Ele, her noctowl, is right beside her, and would be face palming if she had palms.]

//OOC: The following is an off-Rotomblr interaction.

Camille was seated nearby the Undella Seaport, eyes peeled to the cave that marks the entrance to Reversal Mountain, and the path to Lentimas. She'd expected to see either Gwendoline, Rosie, or the both of them to find their way out of the cave sooner or later, but, as it seems, from a shout that just barely registered in her ear...

She just missed them. Or they could've taken a route she didn't know about. Likely the latter...

Quickly, she got up from her seat and pivoted towards the direction of the Pokécenter, running. It wasn't too far, luckily.

"Right here!" she shouts as she approaches, trailed by her Mismagius, Melisma, stopping just a couple steps before Gwendoline - her eyes taking a few seconds to look.

...They really do look alike, huh. Camille let out a silent little giggle.

"It's... quite the pleasure to finally see you in person, Gwen. I hope your trip wasn't too much of a difficult one?"

She would've said "rocky", but she's not sure if that pun would register correctly.

[snowbell-glass-bar]

//OFF ROTOMBLR RP WITH @humming-pokemon-helpers and using characters of @wyrdo01

(glass was seen near the Café ice skating around the area to find a certain hybrid. At the same time there's a certain pair that consists of a teal hair staff wielding ex rocket, and a water robot wandering around)

now where could that therapist be....

[water-pokemon-appreciator]

Girls (Sidon) just wanna have fun (Video by Arcphone)

The video starts, sidon has gold ichor on his face and looks very happy with himself. He is basically vlogging in the afterlife.

"So apparently, other arceus' don't take kindly to knocking out one of their fellow arms!" Sidon says, "Remember that time I chokeslammed arceus?"

"Well, The same hand that was mad at me before fought me again!" Sidon continues, "Luckily I hold such a grudge against that one in particular that it wasn't actually that hard! The lack of mortality helps a lot with that! Also, I can't believe Robin was the only one to try Ouija Board on me, very disappointing from anyone else! THIS IS A JOKE."

"I realize I sound kinda apathetic, I am coping with humor." Sidon gives a thumbs up while saying that last bit, "Oh, and here's my handiwork!"

The camera is repositioned to point to a figure. An arceus. It's covered in its own ichor. Gashes have been taken out of it somehow. Is that a bite mark..? It's obvious that this was sidon's doing. the camera is pointed back to sidon.

"I need to get out of here before it inevitably heals and gets mad at me again..."

The video ends.

[chaoticbeingbeyondcomprehension]

[off screen in Area Zero with @silvia-luna]

[Silvia and Lex appear in Area Zero in a flash of light after Lex teleported the two of them.] "There we go. How you feelin'?"

[swagtastic-bougie-pompadour]

*There is an ever so subtle chill in the room as a shadow seeps its way inside. The shadow slowly makes its way to a bedside checkered head to toe in pictures of Eeveelutions*

"...Dusk, that's not funny... Lemme sleep..."

[Penny turns over, and pulls her pillow over her head for good measure.]

"Uuuugh, stop lurking like that... it's too early..."

[joltik-guy]

*Auzī bursts in, only knocking a single window pane loose, followed by a sleepily floating Musharna.*

WHERE ARE THEY!? ARE THEY OKAY???

[@the-black-zorua]

[An unfamilar person whips around, a young woman with blonde hair and teal tips. A rattata sits on her shoulder. She flinches at the sound (??) of Auzi's voice (??). Joltik lies on the couch, hugging a large poliwhirl plushie tightly. Their eyes are closed, sweat drips down their forehead, they shiver.]

"Wha- Huh- I-"

[The roomate looks around in shock, before realising the voice came from the pokemon standing infront of them]

"Oh what the fuck-"

[silvia-luna]

( @taraka-at-naranjauva )

Due to noticing how Silvi seemed to…not be doing well, Taraka decided to handle things directly…and this meant he opted to ask her if anything was up, so he was now lightly knocking on her door to see what’s up

“Hello? Silvi? Are you in there?”

*After a few short moments Silvi answers the door. She looks very tired and her eyes are slightly puffy from crying.*

"Hey..."

[humming-pokemon-helpers]

(@runicsorceress, @plasmaapologist, @wyrdo01)

The walk to Striaton City from Nimbasa is just as annoying as you'd imagine. Endless sales pitches on Join Avenue, swirling sandstorms on Route 4, a million billion people crowding the streets of Castelia on their ways home from work, (okay, Skyarrow Bridge was kind of cool), and the muggy heat of Pinwheel Forest in the summer. Luckily, by the time you reach Nacrene, things get a lot easier, and before you know it you're at the Dreamyard... huh, actually, feels like you got here a little quick for all of that.

As you arrive, you notice Cobalion posturing magnificently (?) at the Dreamyard’s upper level. Wolfgang waves at the legendary, so you’re guessing there was… some form of contact there? As you draw even closer, you notice an Altaria perched directly on Cobalion’s head. That must be…

“Chiru!!”

[The Humming Pokémon soars down towards all of you, exaggeratedly pointing its wings at the Dreamyard steps as it lands. You think you get the picture without a translator.]

“So this is the place?? Oh, thank the twin dragons!! Is Vanilla…”

[Chiru cuts off the talk with a dramatic trill. He’s miming something… An attack? Falling over? Curling in on himself…? It’s all pretty unclear.]

“Okok, cool cool… so something definitely happened. Rune, Tula, Wyrdo… you guys good?? I dunno what kind of weird stuff Colress would have going on down there…”