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Post by Alkaid on Sept 2, 2024 14:32:03 GMT 9
Okay, and what were they doing out here?
Muninn the Murkrow would circle around him, wings flapping quietly as they were hiding behind a rocket outcrop… geez, there was some crazy idiot there standing with a… was that a Pokémon companion? He sure hoped that whoever that was, wasn’t going to get their ass done in.
‘Why are we out here again?’ the guttural voice would poke at him, asking him a very simple, yet very pointed question.
“Well…”
They would also hear the distant roaring of ‘familiar’ engines taking off in the distance.
‘But don’t we already have one?’
“We do, but… I’m here for something else.”
‘Oh, don’t tell me it’s one of those if you know, you know instances?’ the corvid would sarcastically squawk his way.
“…if you put it that way, maybe.”
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Post by Alkaid on Sept 2, 2024 14:34:49 GMT 9
‘Why did I see that coming,’ the unamused squawking would come from the Murkrow, to which he would give a wry sort of smile.
“At least you know what kind of humor I have,” he would crack back.
‘Dry, flavorless, and absolutely unoriginal,’ the Murkrow would sass back.
“Oh, shut up,” he would shrug before giving the corvid Pokémon a pointed eye roll. Of course, he was only joking at that point in time. Either way, he hoped that they wouldn’t have that kind of terrible luck when they’d come out looking for a Vulpix in another location…
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Post by Alkaid on Sept 2, 2024 14:40:00 GMT 9
Either this was going to be really funny, or absolutely ironic, because a literal rocket would take off not too far from where they were hiding!
(Idly, both human and Pokémon wondered if hearing loss was actually possible.)
‘Shouldn’t we move?!’ the corvid yelled over the noise of the wild Celesteela taking off not too far from where they were hiding, watching the nearby landscape.
“What?!” he would holler over the extremely loud noise—sticking his fingers into his ears didn’t even dampen the very loud noise of exhaust belching smoke and heat dangerously close to where they were—
‘Let’s get the fuck moving!’ the Murkrow would scream over the exhaust vents; taking off in a seemingly random direction which would cause him to get up and run after—
“Wait for me, you little shit!” he would scream over the very loud roaring that almost knocked him off his feet the moment he started to move.
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Post by Alkaid on Sept 2, 2024 14:43:17 GMT 9
Not until the two had gained some sufficient distance from the very loud ‘take-off engine’ noise that had very nearly engulfed them did both human and Pokémon realize they were literally screaming at each other.
‘Can you keep it down?!’ the Murkrow all but screamed, voice finally back to normal volume.
“Ouch! Hey, not so loud!” he would screech back, wincing as he finally managed to unstick his fingers from his ears and just… cringe at the absurdity of the entire situation.
‘Finally.’
“What do you mean, finally?” he would blink.
‘We were screaming at each other because we were way too close to that thing taking off,’ the corvid would point out at the Celesteela that had taken off and was now flying towards—towards parts unknown.
“…oh.”
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Post by Alkaid on Sept 2, 2024 14:46:31 GMT 9
The whizzing noise of something else would make the Murkrow scream for him to hit the floor—and he would do that not a second too soon, because something large, and fast, and… purple… was headed their way.
‘Move, move, move!’ the Murkrow would yell at him; before dive-bombing so low to avoid the incoming screaming noise of the stinger on the Naganadel’s ass from knocking him out of the air.
“What was that!?”
‘No idea, but if you value your ass, you’re gonna get moving as fast as you can away from here! I’ll follow you!’
“You’re not staying behind, you’re coming with me!”
‘What—’
A red beam of light would recall the Murkrow; before he would begin crawling away through the grass—he didn’t want to face down the strange one that had a literal stinger built into its butt!
Not today, Satan!
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Post by Alkaid on Sept 4, 2024 0:03:35 GMT 9
Keeping down as much as possible, he would listen and wait, listening—it was like the entire place had suddenly become way too loud…
Way too loud that his ears hurt from the sudden popping pressure that assaulted it.
Fuck, ow, he thought as he bit his lips, resisting the urge not to scream as the ‘thing’ flew above him; trying to pick out where the hell the human had disappeared off to. He had to stay down, he had to remain hidden…
He quietly counted to a thousand; and after what felt like an eternity the alien presence would leave. Shit, how long was that…?
Risking a peek above the very short grass line, he would release the sigh of relief he didn’t realize he’d been holding in. From the looks of things, he would have to make the trip by himself, for now…
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Post by Alkaid on Sept 4, 2024 1:06:33 GMT 9
It was like he was being followed.
He had a feeling… maybe it was because he’d been exposed so much to the Corruption his inherent sense of danger had spiked recently and… never really went away after that.
‘Hah. You’re scared, I can tell.’
The ‘unfamiliar’ voice made him look around; briefly possessed by a bout of paranoia.
“You… you’re not supposed to be out here,” he would say to nobody in particular—okay, dial it back, talking to yourself is a sign you’re losing it. Calm down, Alkaid!
‘That’s where you’re wrong.’
His eyes continued to dart around; was he that close to the Corruption? But wasn’t it confined exclusively to Mistra alone? Were they… was there a point around here where the Corruption touched the borders of Ostellia?
Absently, he would look at the roughly-bandaged right hand—it wasn’t twitching now, was it, but…
He had a feeling—more like a sense—that there was something coming up behind him while he couldn’t physically see it; the clear and present danger of what sounded like a low humming noise made him drop horizontal to the ground again as another shockwave detonated so close to where he was standing!
“Ow, ouch, the fuck…” he groaned as he felt the power so close—shouldn’t he be fading into pixels about—right, reduced pain levels—as he crawled away and saw…
The clown.
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Post by Alkaid on Sept 4, 2024 2:52:52 GMT 9
His back felt like it was on fire; he wanted to strip down and out of what he had on because he could feel the cloth sticking to his skin and it hurt the longer he had the clothes on, ugh, the pain made it harder for him to think straight.
“You… fuck,” he hissed, finally pulling himself a safe distance away and hurriedly stripping down his top—never mind if it rubbed uncomfortably against his skin in the process, he had to fight through the pain, he was made for tougher shit than this—and threw the smoking cloth down onto the dry grassy ground.
“Alright, you asked for it, you’re going to get it—” and without thinking he would pull out the Pokéball that had his other invasive species in it. The red beam of light unfurled itself into the Celesteela, who would then roar at the clown… the clown that had an exploding head; before firing off the rocket ‘hands’ that she had and flying straight towards the other presence!
“…without provocation?” he would mumble, watching as the two began to fight.
He hadn’t even said anything to the rocket ship! What was going on?!
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Post by Alkaid on Sept 4, 2024 2:59:47 GMT 9
His brain was lagging due to the pain from his back; the belated realization then sunk in as he realized that this entire place was Ostellia, so there was next to no chance of the strange whistling noise to start acting up. There was just one thing, though—he was still iffy on trying out the other thing—the thing he wanted to see if his harebrained theory was correct.
Was his Celesteela French? Or at the very least—more aligned to listen to him when he gave his orders in that language?
What was up with that?
Hissing as he released a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding in, he would try to touch the tender, seared flesh that he could reach before swearing as he realized just even the slightest amount of pressure on it made him see darkness at the edge of his vision.
Hoping and hedging that his bets were right, he would yell, [tangent=“Make it quick!”]“Faites vite!”[/tangent] and mentally crossed his fingers, hoping against hope that whatever had happened during the Asper Cup wasn’t just a fluke and the Celesteela understood him.
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Post by Alkaid on Sept 4, 2024 3:27:59 GMT 9
Another shockwave would very nearly send him to his feet the moment he’d returned; he knew that the Celesteela was still fighting the clown—he never really got to catch the clown in Generation Seven because he played Ultra Moon, so there was that—and quietly swore.
Did… did the clown just sacrifice their entire head and throw it straight at the gigantic rocket ship that was now screeching all manner of hell in the clown’s direction?
He cringed as even the scraping sound reached him, forcing him to grit his teeth because that sound really hurt—and ground his gears, for lack of a better term.
A gigantic rocket ‘arm’ would then come swinging towards the clown’s direction, attempting to bat back the flying head that was definitely headed his direction—
Shit, what?!
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Post by Alkaid on Sept 4, 2024 4:17:39 GMT 9
It was like watching a demented game of baseball in slow motion—the rocket ‘arm’ had come swinging out of nowhere to bat back the incoming technicolor ‘head’ that was already glowing like it was ready to explode on contact; while his eyes widened at the impending doom that was flying towards him.
A few seconds later, he felt himself turning around and making to run in the opposite direction; before a very loud smacking sound echoed through the immediate area.
Did he turn around? No, definitely not.
He made to run as fast as he could because he knew how destructive the power of an explosive move was; bracing himself for whenever the impact would send him flying (and possibly knocking him out of the game due to how much pain he was already enduring from that surprise explosion from earlier) but—
Nothing came.
He turned around, as if in slow motion, to see that—
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Post by Alkaid on Sept 4, 2024 4:21:25 GMT 9
“Oh, thank fuck,” he breathed out, falling to his knees and seeing that instead of a smear on the ground, the collapsed, ‘headless’ body of the clown was waiting there, before the gigantic rocket ship turned around and then cackled.
Outright—cackled, and the sound that came from their lips made him clap his hands over his ears.
“Yikes!” he yelped, mentally making a note to really look for those earplugs for later as he recalled the Celesteela back into their Pokéball, before swapping out and pulling out the golden Pokéball and then throwing it, from a safe distance, at the clown’s body.
That was one thing settled…
catch attempt on carbe—Balcephalon!
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Post by C0D13 on Sept 5, 2024 19:13:16 GMT 9
CAPTURE COMPLETE! ጌ ዒጊዕሠ ርቻዪሁሸዒጌዪዕዘዐ ሁኗዘሸጌረሀሀ
BLACEPHALON has been added to Alkaid's box!
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