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Post by Kallisto on Jun 28, 2023 20:07:39 GMT 9
Kallisto made sure that Aegis was in his Poke Ball when he trekked back to Mistra, lying to him that he was going to log out.
It hadn't been that long since he had contracted the parasite. Hadn't been that long since he saw Alexander's melting face and the vicious, frightening scrawl underneath. Maybe it was the game's way attempting to figure out the unknown. Was it actually a part of the game? Was this a feature too, not a bug? Well, if it weren't, then they wouldn't just allow trainers to casually walk in...
He grumbled, hemmed and hawed in his mind. He needed answers, and clearly the NPC had no idea what to do, so a possible, logical step was to go back in. This time this time, hopefully he could steel himself a little better. It was a part of the rules though to bring out one Pokemon to face the void with you, so he brought out one that he had never bothered to talk to. He even made sure to turn off Pokemon speak just for this event so that he wouldn't form an attachment, just in case something went wrong.
Ah, he remembered the panicked cries. His expression twisted to a grimace before taking a deep breath. Just walk in. One step. There was a voice that chuckled, light and mocking. It cooed in distorted noise, rippling the ground underneath their feet. But this time around, it felt like it was laying low; the environment around him was grass and a spattering of trees, different from where he came from, yes, but not as much as before. Why?
Hello?
A voice echoed, faint yet somehow resounding, for it lingered, repeated, traveling through the wind. It didn't sound like anyone Kallisto knew, however. Was there...someone else here?
Pierce had been resting on his shoulders the whole time, curled up and looking like this whole trip was nothing but a walk in the park. He had one of his eyes open, his paws kept close. Every now and then, he would swish his tail to show his discomfort, but somehow he was quiet. It was like he knew, Kallisto supposed. He was thankful that he was not complaining and calm.
So now...should he respond to the call? Maybe this would turn out differently. He wandered towards the direction of the voice, also following his instinct, until he found a person, clearly injured, alone in the middle of a predator's maw. Were they real? ❝Hey, what are you--are you alright? What happened?❞
His skin prickled, a chill seemed to sweep over them, and the trees shed their leaves too fast. A change could only signal that something was coming. ❝You're...a player, right?❞
PIERCE - 100/150 HP
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Post by Kallisto on Jun 28, 2023 17:47:38 GMT 9
| YUCCA |
FOMANTIS | FEMALE | GRASS | | SWEEPER | 150 HP | ATK: 3d20 | UNCOMMON (+5) |
BASIC MOVES 1-10 Leafage, Fury Cutter, Growth, Ingrain
TIER 1 MOVES 10-20 Razor Leaf, Sweet Scent
TIER 2 MOVES 20-30 Slash, X-Scissor
TIER 3 MOVES 30-40 Synthesis, Leaf Blade
TIER 4 MOVES 40-50 Sunny Day, Solar Beam | OTHER INFORMATION: (Referred to as "pink bug") Young and cries easily, doesn't speak much
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Post by Kallisto on Jun 27, 2023 23:49:34 GMT 9
002 Revert to Default
He started with Aegis first, because he knew that the little penguin would be affected by this change the most. He had still logged in as Alexander, but one he applied the items and made adjustments, he would freeze at the sight of himself on the virtual mirror. It was him, the furthest he could be from someone else, but still looking just as lost as he did in real life. He was keeping things afloat for now, and he still had the leisure (or the opportunity to escape?) to UNOVR beyond the weekends, but he didn't know what he was doing with himself nor why he should continue to struggle here.
Yet remember, Kallisto, this was a game, and he did want to try. Try what? Conquering it? Was that even possible? At least do something that he actually wanted to do, rather than trying to be someone else. He didn't expect for the little challenge and fun he posed himself at the beginning would dredge up such memories. But really, they only really came to a head after that poor attempt in Mistra.
He did his best to ignore the faint voice at the back of his mind; one that was certainly not his own.
Letting out a sharp exhale, he steeled himself for the worst possible reaction and tossed the Poke Ball, letting out his starter Pokemon. The penguin had been turning away at first, letting out a cry for his trainer, but then was stunned to see someone else behind him. The Pokemon blinked; the data saying that this was the same person, but...<Master?>
Kallisto couldn't meet the Pokemon's eyes. ❝...yeah.❞
He could hear the frantic pitter patter of flippers on the ground as the Pokemon approached him. <You...changed yourself? Why?>
The trainer stayed silent, unsure of how much to say. This was a game, and this was just a bundle of data, wasn't it? Besides the logistical nightmare of deleting his account and making a new one, what exactly was stopping him from doing just that? At least that would've gotten rid of whatever was latching onto him, right?
<Well, Master is still Master, even if you look different! I'm not gonna run even if you tell me to, not anymore!>
Kallisto stiffened, feeling both happy and anxious at that statement. ❝Aegis, you can't just--❞
<No buts! Only battles to get stronger!>
He let out a sigh, but then he crouched down and reached out his hand to the little penguin. ❝Then I will be in your care. But if something goes wrong--❞
<I'll shoot 'em with a Bubble Beam!>
❝Aegis.❞ his tone was serious, and it made the Pokemon flinch and look at him intently. ❝If something goes wrong with me, I don't...you'll need to run. Promise me if I cannot keep you safe.❞
It was just a game, he thought, but was there something that was drawing him in so strongly? Wanting to protect this little thing from what was lurking inside him? It was beginning to get harder to distinguish what was real and what was not.
The penguin looked down; his flippers on his hand. <...okay.>
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Post by Kallisto on Jun 27, 2023 0:43:23 GMT 9
Ergh...why was he here? He hadn't exactly hadn't gotten a chance to properly meet and greet the new cat that the tower spat at him (he picked it up by the scruff, and it had a permanent smirk on its face. He didn't like it). But still, it was a pretty easy way to get Pokemon if he helped out, and so long as it meant beating up other Pokemon, that meant that his would grow stronger, right?
He didn't expect that would mean stepping into a giant litter box. He didn't own pets, but he saw enough internet videos on cats to know what this was, and to see it in such a scale (and the creatures here weren't even cats, they were rats!) was disgusting. Unfortunately that in the avatar shift he couldn't get something like turn off a sense or something (like smell). They would just have to go through this ASAP so that they could nab the prize and move to the next floor.
Thankfully, the pop up happened to correspond with a Pokemon he just caught, though admittedly he had no idea if anything here could catch on fire. Sand wasn't flammable, right? Right?? He chucked the Poke Ball in the air and let out his newly captured Cyndaquil from the crater, looking at first rather confused before immediately being whacked by the pungent stench. <What the Giratina is this?!>
❝Less talking, more Ember!❞
Channeling inner frustration from being beat and the terrible surroundings he was placed in, the fire rat shot fire at the other rats, and Kallisto was happy to watch them burn.
BALLISTA USED EMBER! NEXT PROMPT #77: [Tower] 2R_eN|k21-501-50
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Post by Kallisto on Jun 27, 2023 0:35:46 GMT 9
| Ballista |
CYNDAQUIL | MALE | FIRE | | SWEEPER | 150 HP | ATK: 3d20 | RARE (+10) |
BASIC MOVES 1-10 Tackle, Leer, Smokescreen, Ember
TIER 1 MOVES 10-20 Quick Attack, Flame Wheel
TIER 2 MOVES 20-30 Defense Curl, Flame Charge
TIER 3 MOVES 30-40 Swift, Lava Plume, Flamethrower
TIER 4 MOVES 40-50 Inferno, Rollout
TIER 5 MOVES 50-70 Double-Edge, Overheat, Eruption | OTHER INFORMATION: (#d67041) (Referred to as "fire rat") A smart aleck that is surprisingly knowledgeable about Pokemon. Will correct his trainer when the opportunity arises, but is obedient and seems to believe that Kallisto will help him grow stronger.
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Post by Kallisto on Jun 26, 2023 7:59:08 GMT 9
The UI of a chatbox hovered in front of him, and Kallisto wondered if they were already close enough to have nicknames. He supposed it was just in Odile's nature to be overly friendly, and it wasn't like he hadn't met people like this before, it just so happened that he was not in the mood to match her energy (would he ever be? Even he struggled to be outgoing in real life, honestly. Him performing with his voice was always behind a screen or a pane of glass, so it wasn't like he was interacting with people face to face). He also did watch Odile's marker approach him, but he didn't bother to even think about moving until he saw her in his line of vision, and even then he only pushed himself to stand after she asked if he was okay.
Well, he was far from it, that was why he messaged. Kallisto rubbed the back of his head, not making eye contact. What should he say first? ❝I'm answering your question. From last time.❞ he would be noticeably shorter than his previous avatar, and his voice wasn't as deep. This was how he naturally sounded like, but it wouldn't be difficult to put on Alexander's voice again if he was asked to do so. His hair was a little messy, and there might've even been a stray leaf on it that he didn't notice. Gold eyes watched Odile and the frog close to her; again, he was uncertain about letting Aegis out. Maybe a little later if he kept his distance.
❝Wait, don't move closer. I...maybe it's faster if you check my profile.❞ he was referring to the subclass that had forcibly latched onto him, true to its name. Truthfully, it would be better if she kept her distance too, in fear that the parasite may rear its ugly head at any time. But then he didn't know what to say, for it was not exactly a casual conversation if people were standing so far apart. Why did he call her here? It felt like he was wasting her time.
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Post by Kallisto on Jun 26, 2023 0:54:16 GMT 9
I'll be in Route 1 if you say yes.
Kallisto buried his face onto his knees; his whole body curled forward as he waited underneath a birchwood tree in a clearing near the designated tall grass. It appeared that the effect of turning literally everything around him into corruption had passed for the mean time - every now and then he would glance at the ground he sat on and the green blades around him - yes, they were still green, still vibrant. The incessant itching also seemed lesser today, but he was still afraid of bringing Aegis out of his Poke Ball.
Thankfully, the little penguin accepted his new appearance, expressing his relief that he wasn't getting thrown out or something like that. He felt guilty for pushing him away so suddenly, but the Pokemon was also perceptive enough to notice that there was something clearly wrong. If possible, he didn't want to rely on Aegis to get it out of his system, but there didn't seem to be a clear way to unequip it other than replacing it with another class, and for that to work, he needed to follow some very specific conditions...
Whatever the case, he also wasn't quite sure he decided to message this player he met on a whim. Step-sibling would've been the more logical option since they were not a newbie, but he could already imagine the scolding he would get from deliberately not following their warning. Thus, the only person he could think to reach out to was...
How was she going to react to his appearance now? Would it be too unbelievable for him to say that he picked out this avatar for no good reason? Any veteran player would know that such a drastic change in looks was only possible by "reverting to default", which meant that it was closest to how he actually looked like. He scowled, knowing full well that this just made the divide between virtual and reality all the more blurry, but he wanted to erase the first avatar as much as possible, and this seemed to be the option that had the most change.
He grimaced, unable to enjoy the beautiful scenery around him.
ENTERING THE TALL GRASS!
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Post by Kallisto on Jun 26, 2023 0:33:57 GMT 9
If there had been a bustle of activity here at the start of this quest, it sure had died down since. This was ideal for Kallisto, for it meant that there was almost no one around to stop him when he approached the enigmatic and eccentric scientist and slammed his hands on the table.
❝Hey.❞ he growled, knowing full well that the first time he came here, he looked completely different. His adjustment to his current form had been plenty easier than the first time he spawned in the game, but there was something else that dragged its nails at the back of his skull; a phantom feeling that sent shivers down his spine. ❝You sent me to get a sample, but I--❞ he grimaced, remembering that he couldn't exactly blame her for not knowing what he was getting into. He knew she said that the corruption could affect his Pokemon, and he willingly agreed to it, not really stopping to think of how much this effect could be or other possible consequences.
Whatever was in Mistra, it was nothing like the rest of the game. It was nothing like the little glitch with Mom.
Parasite has been equipped.
❝Whatever's out there, it got me. How do I get rid of it?❞
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Post by Kallisto on Jun 24, 2023 23:19:08 GMT 9
#s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1114138222038106173/1122110068939309147/kallisto7~jpg He woke up to a crying penguin in the middle of the woods.
<Hic...I was so worried! I kept running and running, just like you told me, and then it got so dark! And then, and then..!> they were out, just like that. In Asper, as the game said. Kallisto didn't want to worry his partner, but he had to admit that the more seconds passed, the more his memory of what exactly happened in Mistra became hazy. Trying to recall made his mind conjure flashes of imagery, sharp and painful like broken glass. And before he lost consciousness, the reflection in the lake...
He shuddered and hugged the penguin tighter, but he took care not to embrace him too tightly. Fairytale was right, he should've never gone to that place. What was he thinking..?
<Brrr...Master, was your body always this cold?>
❝What?❞ so he wasn't just imagining it? No, that buzz still hadn't gone away, and if he chose to focus on it, closing his eyes...
C̴̲̿̿̀͊ở̵͇͎͉̼̥͊̅͂̔̿͑̚m̸͍̣̟̋͛̔̕e̷̢̧̩̻̙̣͖͛̑̍̃̀̓̎̒̂̿͑͘̚͠
He suddenly pushed Aegis away, letting the poor Pokemon fall on the ground. It was only then he realized that the grass surrounding him had already begun to wilt; its colors changing from vibrant green to a dull yellow.
<Ouch! Master, what was that--Master?>
He had already stood up, holding Aegis' Poke Ball and opening the UI to log out. ❝Sorry, Aegis, I...need to step out for a while. I'll be back soon.❞
<Huh? Wait--!>
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Remmiel's grip on the porcelain sink turned his knuckles white. He stared at his reflection in the mirror, trembling.
He wasn't melting, he wasn't melting, he wasn't melting. It was just a game, just a game, just a game.
The whole thing was stupid, he realized. He had pushed it away, forgotten about it, denied it, but truth to be told, he was never quite good at figuring out who he was in a sea of pretending, of changing faces and voices and opinions. He thought he put that all behind him, for high school were the worst years of his life, which was why he made sure to pick a course that no one amongst his peers would pick, just to make sure, just to get away...
He splashed water on his face. Let it drip off his skin. Something was clearly wrong when he spawned again in Asper. What did the weird scientist say? Mostly, one was gambling whether the Pokemon would be able to obtain a "sample" or not. He had no clue what this sample was supposed to be. There were other possible things that could happen, though...and since Aegis came out of it without any notable injuries, did something happen...to him?
Just thinking about going back to UNOVR in Alexander's skin unnerved him to no end. It was already something he grew uncomfortable with over time, but now...
He wiped his face with a towel and went back out to his little living space. Rubbing his face with his hand, he sat down in front of his laptop and searched up about cosmetic changes in UNOVR, though he had a feeling it would be a surprise expenditure. He sighed, thinking that he really could just stop playing, but he was annoyed to think that he did grow fond of Aegis, and he did promise...
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Post by Kallisto on Jun 24, 2023 18:52:01 GMT 9
#s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1114138222038106173/1114206910871261274/kallisto3~jpg Darkness.
No, was he out of Mistra? But where was here? Where was Aegis? Something didn't feel right. His body, whose body? Kallisto's? Alexander's? Remmiel's? It took all of his strength to move a single step, and in that step he saw the grass underneath his feet turn into tar. Or was this foot? Was his foot...melting? That was the avatar he designed though, for certain, or the design that was given to him by the producer in charge of the stream company. His hands felt so, so cold.
But a part of him kept telling him he needed to move. He was not going to make it out of here until he did. Keep...moving...even if he became a puddle, which seemed like was going to be his fate in this empty world. Keep moving. Keep...
In front of him was a lake, water so still that it looked like glass. At this point, he had lost feeling in his legs and had resorted to crawling on the ground. If he looked around, he saw the environment around him becoming black, becoming tainted.
When he reached the edge, he...
He screamed. He thought he screamed, he wanted to scream. He couldn't, for everything was melting, melting, exposing a nightmarish scrawl underneath.
AEGIS - 0/300
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Post by Kallisto on Jun 24, 2023 18:42:34 GMT 9
#s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1114138222038106173/1114206910871261274/kallisto3~jpg #s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1114138222038106173/1114206910871261274/kallisto3~jpg But where was he running to? He didn't know, and it didn't matter, because it didn't take long before something would forcibly grab him by the ankle, making him fall face first to the hard ground and dropping Aegis as a result. The penguin cried and tried to pull him up (as if he could, he was so small), but the vine did not budge, and more would slowly show themselves from the dark.
❝Aegis, run.❞
<What?! No, I--I can't! I can't leave-->
The vines slammed onto the ground and wrap themselves around the rest of his limbs. They were melting and dripping black ink that stained the ground.
❝Just do it! We'll spawn back in Asper, remember? Go!❞
It hurt him to see his Pokemon cry like this, but the appendages kept coming, pulling him back, and thankfully ignoring the penguin in front of them. ❝GO!❞
He actually couldn't tell if the Pokemon followed his orders, for he was then yanked back with such force that the distance between them jumped dozens or so meters. Kallisto then felt his back slam into a wall, which almost knocked him out immediately -- he once again forgot that his pain threshold had been set to realistic; his vision was swimming and being obscured by the void.
He was melting into it, being embraced by it, and he couldn't even let out a sob.
AEGIS - 50/300
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Post by Kallisto on Jun 24, 2023 18:13:08 GMT 9
#s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1114138222038106173/1114206910871261274/kallisto3~jpg #s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1114138222038106173/1114206910871261274/kallisto3~jpg #s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1114138222038106173/1114206910871261274/kallisto3~jpg A strong gust of wind made Kallisto stop in his tracks; he had no choice but to use one of his arms as a shield while he narrowed his eyes. Aegis yelped, feeling an onrush of leaves, but there was no such thing in front of them -- it was like the silhouette of leaves hitting them, so they were black like shadows, covering the originally gray space to something darker. Immediately, it felt colder; the environment then giving way to the gnarled trees that the player thought he saw before they stepped in. Kallisto desperately thought it was the game just buffering -- any grasp that he could take that tried to comfort him, but it didn't help that the last time he dreamed that dream was just last week. It still hung over him, and he wondered if that was how the game managed to obtain the information (or again, maybe he was projecting; he couldn't tell which were illusions and which were truly a part of the game, or wasn't everything part of it?)
There was a clear sky and a clear ground this time, dry and cracked like an arid plain. Black trees dotted the landscape, none with leaves, many of them clustering to show that this was once a forest. Once again, there was a feeling of being watched, but it didn't take long for them to figure out where it was coming from. A few minutes of meandering in wasteland led them straight to a large, beast-like void, hanging from the trees like a giant spider or a swath of vines.
Two red eyes twinkled underneath all of the plant-like matter. Kallisto cautiously guessed that it might be a Pokemon, since this was a Pokemon game, after all.
Y̶o̶u̷ ̵s̶e̷e̶k̷ ̶t̵h̴e̸ ̸w̸a̷y̵ ̷o̷u̴t̴,̶ its voice grates his ears, making him flinch. E̴m̶b̶r̵a̶c̷e̷ ̴m̷e̷
<No way, we're going to beat you! Let me at 'em, Master!>
He hugged Aegis tighter, not wanting to let go of him this time, ❝I don't think this is a boss we can beat.❞
E̵̗̳͑̿̔͒m̴̞̣͇͈̀̏͊ͅb̸̜̖͐r̸̡̡̻͈͗̈̍̔a̷̢͈̜͔̤͗͛́͑͠c̵̰̃̈́͗͒͛ͅȇ̸̼̪̔ͅ ̶̢̌̀̾m̶̛̘̓̀̂̄e̶͈̊̋̕̕
Finally, he felt like he could tell his legs to move again. There was no way he was sticking around here, so he turned and ran.
AEGIS - 100/300
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Post by Kallisto on Jun 24, 2023 17:35:16 GMT 9
#s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1114138222038106173/1114206910871261274/kallisto3~jpg #s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1114138222038106173/1114206910871261274/kallisto3~jpg Who are you supposed to be?
They smiled, they laughed, they blurred. Or maybe it was that was his vision and his legs giving out. A dream--this was a dream, but what shook him was that it was his dream, a dream that he had dreamt before, one of the few that he actually remembered. Haunting, twisted, it was an exaggeration of fear and isolation, of shallow courtesy and lack of depth. (But there was more than that, something that he was holding back, keeping behind the door, desperate for it to stay trapped).
It felt so far away, but he could hear Aegis shouting, scrambling out of his arms to do something. The darkness crawled sluggishly, but there was something in it that invoked illusions, as if this place telling him: project, project, p r o j e c t. You are your own worst enemy, after all. So in the void he saw uniforms, whispers, and flashes of white. Weren't things okay? Y̵̲̍̅̚o̸͉̮̯͘ǔ̴̲̱͝ ̷̮͍̀̈́̾̕ḳ̵̙̜͇̀͐́n̶̛̫̭̊e̵̡̹͛w̵̙̩͒͋ ̷̘͉̓͗̄̒̚ṫ̷̢̚h̴̰͓̣̮͑̍̊̚̕ĕ̷̦̹̪̘̀̚ȳ̶̳̯̦͐ ̵̟̥̋̅̈́͝͠w̴̢̞̖̫̓͛́̈́e̵͖͊̏̈́ṙ̷̬̘̊͘͜ͅͅë̶͇́̅ ̵̲͈̬͚͠n̸̰̩͗̀͑o̵̻̟̰̺̎͑̽ͅt̷̡̲͎̥̥̎͑͊̉̍.̸̡̛̅́̐̾ Wasn't I okay? Y̵̥͝o̴̰͈͈̫͙̐̐̒͒̕u̶̢̲͉̐͌ ̴̡͚͕̭͕̉̀̊h̴̢̭̺͓́̈́i̶̭̘͍̦̻͐̚ḏ̵̰̻̯̯̆̔̈e̵̮͚̪͗ͅ,̶̗͍͑̈́̏̕ ̵̢͚̦̭̀̈́̐̆͝ÿ̴̧̛͔́̋͝͝ŏ̵̩͒͋̏͛ụ̸̺̈́̃͐͌̔ ̵̫̯͉̇͗̀̕l̶̠̿̽į̶̱́͊͗͌ę̶͇̟̰͍̃͊͗͌͒
A tar appendage reached out to grab Kallisto, but its course was interrupted by a close range Water Gun.
<Master, please! Kallisto!>
He breathed in sharply, eyes widening. ❝Aegis, I--❞ he quickly shook his head, ❝Use Bubble Beam!❞
The penguin quickly followed orders, shooting an attack with all of his might, momentarily clearing a way between the tar circle. Upon seeing the opportunity, Kallisto grabbed Aegis and made a run for it, and to his surprise, they allowed him to leave. He didn't dare look back until he had been running for a couple of seconds, and they were already back in the horizon, their "faces" all looking at him.
<That was terrifying! What was that?!>
❝Talk later, need to find a way out.❞ he had a feeling that Aegis saw nothing of what he saw, but in his mind he thanked the little penguin for being there. Otherwise, who knew what would've happened to him...
AEGIS - 150/300
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Post by Kallisto on Jun 24, 2023 1:14:13 GMT 9
#s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1114138222038106173/1114206910871261274/kallisto3~jpg It was clear from the start that they were being watched.
Aegis had taken those first couple steps on his own, but he was soon tugging on his pants, begging to be carried. Anywhere else, Kallisto would've refused, and the penguin would've never asked for such a thing anyway, but here, he obliged, lifting the Pokemon and letting his flippers flop over his arms. The gesture comforted the little Pokemon a tiny bit, but now that they were in contact, the man could tell his partner was trembling.
But there were no eyes, only endless gray land and sky. There were no signs on where to continue walking, so Kallisto just moved forward; the stale air disquieting him.
<They're...they're looking...>
He hushed the penguin, but it had no force behind it. ❝I know, but they have yet to show themselves.❞
Speak of the devil.
Something bubbled in the horizon, but it looked like tar, gooey and pitch black. From afar, it seemed tiny, but it quickly grew in size, elongating and shifting, taking shape into something familiar and yet not quite. A silhouette of a person with its back turned, but it...it moves...
And it was only then that Kallisto realized that they were surrounded by the tar-like creatures, all humanoid in shape, all with their back turned but wriggling, unable to stand still. Looking like they would turn around at any moment, and it made his heart pound, because it could be anything on the face, or on the body...
a̵̢̽̀n̶̞͝ͅg̵̮͆e̴̜̔͆l̸̥̳͊̒,̷͓̙́̈ ̷͚͛d̶̳̈́e̸̹͂͛a̵̭̼̿͐ŕ̷̲͖ ̸̺̒̈́ȁ̵̟̞n̸̪̥̅g̴̻͆͜͝e̴̪̐ͅl̴͙̣̽
Whispers crawled and prickled his skin. They were so dangerously close to using his real name that he couldn't move. How...
<Master! Master, they're..!>
They all turned, backs straight, and suddenly they had form. They were...terrifyingly familiar.
AEGIS - 200/300
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The Creed
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Post by Kallisto on Jun 24, 2023 0:53:45 GMT 9
#s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1114138222038106173/1114206910871261274/kallisto3~jpg Step-sibling had told him about this place.
Most of the discussion online were conflicting, confusing. Kallisto purposely did not look too much into it, since the point was that he was supposed to experience it himself, without being affected by bias or expectations that could color the result. After trying to figure out how to actually get here, he was...here. Wherever this was. Mistra, in a font that continued to jitter and glitch every few seconds. Everything was still.
<Master, this place...>
As usual, Aegis was with him, but rather than his cheerful self, he was very much afraid of what was beyond this path of both something and nothing. Kallisto thought he saw trees, but they were gnarled and ugly and looked like they were twisted over and over again by a giant's hands. But then he blinked, and then there would just be black in a pool; one that he assumed he had to step into.
He did pass by the crazy scientist's place before she pointed him to one of the entrances. What he was supposed to see here, he wasn't really sure.
<I...I'm scared.>
Kallisto momentarily forgot he was supposed to be AI, a bunch of code. The voice sounded so much like a child, so genuinely terrified. It made his tongue lead; he could not form words, unable to decide what to do.
❝...you don't have to go if you don't want to.❞
A weight so heavy sunk in him. He could've jested, he could've comforted, but in the end, he chose to provide a choice that wasn't much of a choice at all. After all, he knew that the little penguin would respond with:
<What? Of course not! I need to protect you!>
Ah, since when was he biting his lip so hard? He hated this. He wanted to leave.
He took a step forward.
❝Then let's go.❞
AEGIS - 250/300
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