a-lost-archivist

[a-lost-archivist]

… [Image ID: It’s a photo of an Emolga glowing hot pink under black light]

Did you know skorupi glow under blacklights? I thought this was common knowledge, but I just met someone who had no idea.

[a-lost-archivist]

I.. thought this was common knowledge as well, honestly.

Did you not know?

Did you know skorupi glow under blacklights? I thought this was common knowledge, but I just met someone who had no idea.

[a-lost-archivist]

Jon and I slept in the hospital waiting room last night. We haven’t had much of an update on Simon’s condition yet. However, last we heard he was in critical.

He’s going to be okay, my darlings. He’ll be okay. As soon as he wakes up we’ll be there, and I’ll let you know.

For now I’m going home to make breakfast. He’ll want coffee when he wakes up.

(( Mentioned @a-lost-archivist and @pokeglitchden ))

[a-lost-archivist]

[A Video is Uploaded at ?:??PM on 7/30/25]

Watch it?

*[The video begins out in the Glitch City wilds. Simon is clearly holding the camera this time as he walks. The offsite lab can be seen in the background, though he is drawing further and further away from the place. Every few steps he stops, and drops a piece of notebook paper on the ground. Each of them seem to be filled with frantically scribbled notes, each one looking more rushed than the last. This goes on for the majority of the beginning of the tape before the lab, and PT town can barely be seen in the distance. He speaks finally when the lab and most of the town is out of sight.

Simon: So I guess I owe you all an explanation. And truth be told I think that if I don't give it now, I'll never be able to. So here goes.

*[He turns the camera on himself. He clearly looks groggy, a little disheveled. It's uncertain if he'd done anything but write in the days leading up to making this. But none the less he looks alert. There's a spark in his eyes that had been absent in recordings made in the days and weeks before.

Simon: So first off, I'm sure you're wondering what I'm doing out here. But to explain that I need to explain why I've spent the last few weeks padlocked in my room, and to explain THAT I need to talk about the ZZaZZ effect.

*[When he says those words, ZZaZZ effect, the entire screen seems to ripple. He glances offscreen at something, and appears to say... something. The words are lost. But after he speaks the video feed becomes much clearer.

Simon: And to really talk about the ZZaZZ effect I need to warn you that a majority of what I know still can't be shared or spoken aloud. And the reason for THAT if you haven't caught it by now is that the ZZaZZ effect is not random. It is the byproduct of a behavior of one of two pokemon, known as the ZZaZZ duo. One of which I've spoken about at length, referring to it as T̸̺̰̙̖̑͝M̴̨̨͚͚̘̹̜͕̬͔͋̍̂̈͐̈́͋͆̐̕͠͝ ̵̪͔̮̀̒̒̓͊͂͊͐̅̉5̵̥̓́̓̓̑5̶̧͖̜̫̙̤̲̜͚̳̦́̆́̓̇̀̐̌̐̀͜͠, and the other... well the other one is what we have to talk about today.

*[Simon stops for a moment. He glances over his shoulder, looking nervous, a deep expression of worry crossing his face as he does. He starts to move again, this time at a much more vigorous pace.

Simon: The second pokemon of the ZZaZZ duo is one that little is known about. Or, was, at least. There is a reason why numerous pokemon in Glitch City choose to mimic the form of a Charizard as a way to ward off predators. There have been very few recorded stabilizations of a Glitch Pokemon into Charizard, being an extreme cap break of ◣ゥ 8. But the form is still familiar on a deep, instinctive level. As if every pokemon and person knows to avoid it, but can't place why.

*[Simon's pace quickens further. It's clear his breath quickening as he continues to speak, clearly not in impeccable shape if this brisk walk is already clearly winding him.

Simon: The second pokemon of the ZZaZZ duo can thus be inferred to be very different from T̸̺̰̙̖̑͝M̴̨̨͚͚̘̹̜͕̬͔͋̍̂̈͐̈́͋͆̐̕͠͝ ̵̪͔̮̀̒̒̓͊͂͊͐̅̉5̵̥̓́̓̓̑5̶̧͖̜̫̙̤̲̜͚̳̦́̆́̓̇̀̐̌̐̀͜͠. Not just in its pattern of corruption, but in its very nature, level of intelligence, even its typing, and the way it hunts. It is not a P̸̢̲̟̺̏̃̓ͅs̷̯̮͓̅̏̿̽͆́y̸̢͇̚͜ć̴̜͎̰͎̒̓͗̈́͛̆h̶͚̖̠̬͎͚̑̽̋͛͋̀̈́͠ͅͅi̶̢̳̭̝͇͊̅̅̑̃͂̄̔̿͂̆͘ć̶͍̗̤̇̽̍͑̚ type and thus does not have any way to skim the thoughts of its prey. But like its fellow legendary, it too consumes data. So, it must rely on recorded data or spoken word to make its meals. Its also much less discerning and precise, leaving large chunks missing where T̸̺̰̙̖̑͝M̴̨̨͚͚̘̹̜͕̬͔͋̍̂̈͐̈́͋͆̐̕͠͝ ̵̪͔̮̀̒̒̓͊͂͊͐̅̉5̵̥̓́̓̓̑5̶̧͖̜̫̙̤̲̜͚̳̦́̆́̓̇̀̐̌̐̀͜͠ would be much more specific in the data it targets.

*[He looks behind him again, and the camera flickers a little. Behind him it almost looks as if the camera image is starting to distort around something. He bristles a little and breaks into a run.

Simon: So what I've been experiencing these last few months is the result of one of the ZZaZZ duo getting a taste for learning new information. It has literally been eating my discoveries! And returning back for seconds to ensure I discover it every night. Which is why I've been compelled to return back to the lab every night. And why it kept returning there! I was inadvertently FEEDING it! Which is an incredible thing to discover but also so SO dangerous. I also think there might be a burgeoning territory dispute and- Oh shit it's fast- and that doesn't matter right now. But that's why I'm using this trail of facts to lead it out of PT town and using this video to keep it interested.

*[By now Simon has broken into a sprint, practically stumbling over himself as he dashes through the Glitch City wilds. He is practically throwing notebook pages over his shoulder at this point.

Simon: Mew help me this was a stupid idea. SO, Ah- that's what you need to know about the second half of the ZZaZZ duo. It is 23 feet tall. Orange in color. It weighs 880.6 lbs. It.... Ah- !

*[The camera pitches as Simon falls. For a moment the picture clearly shows a great, singular wing, scraping against the ground as if nearly falling off the body it was meant to be attached to. The camera feel flickers and distorts wildly at this point.

Simon: No no NO THAT'S ENOUGH! GET IT- !

END OF VIDEO FEED]

[a-lost-archivist]

Pelliper Mail!

A book on Zorua with a note on it, written clumsily by someone:

“T his bock is cursed”

On the inside cover is an irritatingly familiar bookplate.

I hate all of you.

[a-lost-archivist]

I ran into someone while shopping for a few necessities. One of the ah.. professors I'd been working with. A ghost type specialist. He was more familiar with the esoteric entities of this world, and had access to the resources to properly contain anything.. especially dangerous.

We worked together quite a lot on dealing with the various artefacts that have been found in recent months, along with properly sealing my existing collection (since you're all so insistent on sending me things that could kill me.)

We spoke for a bit. Apparently the ah.. lab he works at has been struggling with a Joltik infestation, and he's not exactly fond of spiders either. Which.. I suppose would explain how scattered he was.

...

It still bothered me just how... afraid he seemed. Even if he's likely working with Elias I should.. keep in contact with him. Maybe he knows something..

[a-lost-archivist]

the first law of tragedies: the end is already written and inevitable. the second law of tragedies: your actions are all your own and you can choose to get off this ride whenever you want. the third law of tragedies: we both know that you are never going to do that.

[a-lost-archivist]

I'm fictional in a lot of worlds, apparently. Ah.. a podcast.

Why is no one on rotomblr even remotely normal.

[a-lost-archivist]

...Yes, that's my name.

Why is no one on rotomblr even remotely normal.

[a-lost-archivist]

[Audio ID: It's a short clip.. Footsteps, the sound of something.. scuttling, and a sudden- terrified scream as Jon backs into what may have been a wall- or a shelf. There's heavy thud against the floor followed by several, smaller thuds.

"Agh.. Ggh.. Damnit..." Jon groans.

Something scuttles away, and the recording ends.]

[a-lost-archivist]

@prof-snakewood

Let’s play a game! Tag a friend and tell them what pokemon they remind you of! ✨

I’ll start! @pokeglitchden you remind me of this one!

[a-lost-archivist]

Right… where was I

[a-lost-archivist]

I think some ah.. time off would do me some good. Not exactly an ideal time but I’m.. exhausted.

I may be quieter for the next week or so.

//OOC BELOW CUT

//Hey y’all! It’s that time of year again where I vanish for a week. I’ll be back right around this upcoming Saturday but until then, see ya!

[a-lost-archivist]

I think we’re all abnormal to begin with.

Why is no one on rotomblr even remotely normal.

[a-lost-archivist]

Hello, Archivist. We've missed you. If you feel the house settling around you, please don't worry about it, okay? 8)

…Do you mind. It’s nearly three in the morning, and I’m.. quite honestly not in the mood for the ominous anonymous messages.

[a-lost-archivist]

I’ve returned home. I ah.. spent several days recovering in the Taskforce medical wing and I’ve finally regained enough strength to leave.

Once I’m rested I need to speak with the few league members I’m certain I can still trust. There.. aren’t a lot anymore. Lord knows how many of them have been working with Elias. I know damn well at least a few of them heard me shouting and ignored it so ah..

…I just need to be careful.

…

..Or.. honestly, maybe I need to rest for a bit longer.

…

It’s interesting. I think this is.. last year at around this date is when I fell. Everything was far simpler then. Though.. admittedly quite a lot more lonely.

Hm..

[a-lost-archivist]

[Pelipper Mail!: It’s a gruesome trinket of a Finizen’s eye. While it’s purpose is likely to be some kind of lucky charm, the nature of its acquisition has caused it to radiate the exact opposite. It almost feels like it’s… Judging you, just for holding it.]

[There’s a note attached: Glad you’re not DEAD. Here’s an extra eye in case you lost another. - V]

...

Victoria.

What. What is this.

I. Good lord.