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(@ask-aeos-company) Anna approaches a mysterious detective. She brings some cupcakes and sits near him.

"Hiii! How's it goin', mister Smarty Pants! Sorry, if I insulted you, but I swear it's not on purpose, haha... Anyways, you remind me of Gen, our Lucario from Aeos. Anyways, name's Anna, what about yours? Also, I looove the fit by the way!"

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As the stranger approach the young supposed detective, his heart skipped as he quickly folded the newspaper and flipped his notepad closed, pushing them to the edge of the table as if they'd suddenly become classified documents.

" O-Oh, hello? N-Nice knowing that..? How are we similar other than being a Lucario... "

His gaze sharp and wary as he tried to assess whether this was mere coincidence—or something far more deliberate. Regardless, he shakes his head and gave the Glaceon a wary smile.

" S-Sorry about that... The name's Kaizen Fletcher, but you can call me Kaz. Thank you about your comment, I'm just another average citizen that likes dress up.... You're full of energy when meeting a stranger... "

(1/3)

cameos: @ask-team-misfit, @redolentgrove

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Castelia City buzzed with life, its sprawling streets a living testament to the symbiosis between humans and Pokémon. The sunlight glinted off the glassy skyscrapers, casting long shadows over the bustling harbor. Amidst the chaos, a young Lucario is seated near the cafe as he observes the surroundings.

He was puzzling over something that had long intrigued him ever since he stepped into this city. How do humans and Pokémon coexist so seamlessly? Some of them share similar traits.

From his vantage point, he observed the everyday dance of harmony. A Machamp carefully unloaded crates from a docked ship, its four arms moving with mechanical precision. Nearby, a young woman knelt beside her Leavanny, working together to sew an intricate outfit for an upcoming fashion show. Overhead, a flock of Pidove scattered as a Braviary soared, its trainer jogging beneath with a determined look. And more,

“ Curious, ” The boy muttered to himself, tapping his pen against his notebook.

“ So many different species, yet no chaos. No rebellion. It’s like... they’re all in on some unspoken agreement. ”

The boy leaned back, chewing on the end of his pen. “ But what’s the spark? What made all of this possible? ”

“ Dead yesterday, culprit still on the loose. There's not enough information, I have to interview. “

The boy reached out, his fingers curling around the cool surface of the cup, and brought the straw to his lips, sipping on the apple juice. But anxiety slowly creeps through his spine,

“ … How do I approach… “

The mysterious young detective is open for ask! (0/3)

cameos: @ask-the-royal-absol, @ask-casteliabounce, @askbohemiancompany, @askcinderpizza, @psychicduo, @casteliacityramen, @michaels-roundup

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Reblog this post if you are attending the #pokehotspringholiday2024 event

This is so others can see who they can interact with and I can boost any blogs joining!

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!! Warning !! the following post contains depictions of:

Murder

Blood

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It was a quiet midnight in Castelia City, the sprawling metropolis of Unova. The usual bustling streets had fallen into a hush, with only the occasional hum of neon lights. The air was thick, and carried the faint scent of the sea.

A lone Pokemon had been walking home from a late night shift at the docks, his shoes echoing against the empty sidewalks. Their mind wandered, replaying snippets of mundane conversations and thinking about how they could save enough money to finally leave the city… but their thoughts were interrupted when he felt it,

… the unmistakable sensation of being watched.

They brushed it off, when suddenly they felt a sharp pain on their abdomen. They touched it and felt a wet sensation, it was blood. The immense strain cursed them, as they quickly ran and turned into one of the narrow alleys they used as a shortcut.

The Pokemon stumbled, clutching their side where something had torn into them moments ago. Their blood seeped through their trembling fingers, leaving a trail on the cobblestones as they staggered forward. Their breath came in ragged gasps, each step more labored than the last. The bustling lights of Castelia's main streets felt worlds away, the alleys were a maze, an unforgiving trap of brick walls and garbage bins.

The alley was eerily quiet, save for the faint hum of air conditioning units and dripping water. The walls loomed high, claustrophobic, and there were no exits except for the way he had come.

However, behind them, footsteps echoed.

Deliberate.

Unhurried.

Someone wasn’t in a rush. They didn’t need to be.

Their mind raced as they turned a corner, their body screaming for rest. The pain was blinding, but the primal will to survive pushed them forward. They pressed themselves against the wall, peering back the way they came. The alley was empty, save for the dim flicker of a broken street lamp.

For a moment, the Pokemon thought they've lost the stranger.

Then, out of the shadows, the figure emerged. The glint of the machete in their hand was unmistakable under the moonlight. The stranger tilted their head, their face obscured with shadows, and stayed silent.

The Pokemon turned and ran, or tried to. Their legs were weak, their vision blurred. Their pulse pounded in their ears as they tripped over discarded crates, the sharp pain in their side sending them crashing to the ground. They lay there for a moment, trying to summon the strength to rise, but their body betrayed them.

The sound of approaching footsteps grew louder, then stopped.

The Pokemon rolled onto their back, staring up at the stranger who now loomed over them. The figure said nothing, their expression unreadable as they raised the blade. The distant city lights glinted off its edge.

“ Wait! — ” the Pokemon croaked, their voice barely a whisper.

The man stood still. There was no malice in his lifeless eyes, no satisfaction.

Just cold detachment,

… and the blade descended.

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This is an interactive blog, one’s fate will determine based on your vote. Your choice matters.

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Cameos needed!

You guys will be roaming around the streets and/or hanging out at a cafe. Preferably ask blogs that centers around Castelia City. However, you can still enter even if you're not part of it! Both humans and Pokemons are allowed.

Go ahead and sent your preferred characters via the comment below! Though I cannot guarantee that I will draw everyone, so I apologize in advance!

Thank you! - Mod Zero

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Welcome to Castelia City! Where every Pokemons live harmoniously together in a metropolis.

This is an interactive blog, your choice matters.

Kaizen Fletcher, or known as Kaz, is a young self-proclaimed detective child who suddenly appeared in an unfamiliar city months ago. He has independently solve many crimes and catches criminals, though he didn't get much credit from the police force... but it doesn't matter! One day, a mysterious recent murder case that always struck on the dead end...

Join Kaz and his new friends to apprehend the murderer on the loose, from cities to regions! While discovering and learning sinister secrets behind the scene.

!! Warning, this blog may contains depictions of:

Explicit Violence

Explicit Language

Child Exploitation

Drugs, Alcohol, Domestic, and Sexual Abuse

LGBT+ phobia

Ableism

Misogynism

Fascism

Racism (species and types)

This blog is solely inspired off real world experiences, but it is still a work of fiction. Viewer discretion is advised.

@askthecasteliadetective is an spin off story, but same timeline.

@sphaeramjourney is the main blog and story.

Mod blog is @xxgroundzero