eldritchglitch

[eldritchglitch]

Evenin’ fellas~ Just checking in to let ya’ll know I’m gonna b away from my PC from the 18th to the 25th. Not much of a break considering my usual activity, but just a heads up to reach me on discord if you need me ;)

[eldritchglitch]

Evenin’ fellas~ Just checking in to let ya’ll know I’m gonna b away from my PC from the 18th to the 25th. Not much of a break considering my usual activity, but just a heads up to reach me on discord if you need me ;)

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Encountering humans left Mew thoroughly tired, their battery drained to a flicker. Often subconsciously, they would curl up and form a psychic barrier around themself, and begin to float away. This particular time, a strong westerly carried their bubble over to Johto, plopping them on a shed roof. They awoke, gazing around and putting out their psychic feelers around the place... some kinda church yard? Some silly human idea. But it seemed quiet, almost devoid of life... certainly devoid of human life most importantly. They put their head back down on a pile of leaves and decaying petals, shutting their eyes... 

Crunch. 

Something prickly went into their side. Gingerly lifting their head and deigning to look down at their assailant, Mew smiled lazily the second they clapped eyes on the stranger.

“Oh, I’m wounded you would assume I’m here for shenanigans~”

Floating carefully down to floor level, Mew gazed up at the person... Not human. Mew knew how to spot another pokemon, even in a stupid disguise like this. They could sense the power leaking from him without even having to reach inside his head (not that they would ever...)

“I like the place,” they said, gazing around the temple. “Not so keen on the get up.” A prehensile, pink tail flicked at the skirts of the 'man’s’ robes.

Flower season? Nice. Flowers look good, they smell good, they put happiness in people’s heart. Flower petals everywhere on the ground, withering and rotting away? Not as cute anymore. And being the sole caretaker of this small temple, who has the responsibility to clean all that up? 

Yep. That’s him. Numero uno. Numbah one. Big bird himself. 

He’s already swept up the main alley and is making his way through the back, towards the numerous, smaller grave sites. Make sure everything’s nice and tidy. The departed are what they are, gone, but if a well-kept graveyard can make  the ones left behind happier, then his mission is already all traced out for him. 

Until he turns the corner, passing by the small shed where he keeps his materials, and spots a ball of short, pink fur on the roof. Now, he doesn’t have the humans’ greed—no drive to try and catch anything, really— nor does he have their need to be special—no need to snap a picture to show off on social media later. What he has is centuries-old tiredness and a passing knowledge of other legends. To some, this one is a good omen, to others, a trickster. 

Ho-Oh—Shouhei—makes his way towards the shed with a heavy sigh, picking his broom up and pushes the Pokémon in the side with the brushy end. There’s some fallen petals still stuck to the bristles. 

“Hey. Shoo. We don’t need no weird shenanigans around here.” 

@eldritchglitch​ — plotted starter

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commonxscents​:

It certainly is a beautiful day in Sinnoh, which is nice because it’s usually pretty cold no matter where you’re at. Adrian decided to pack a bunch of snacks and sandwiches to eat before heading outside his house to picnic near Mt. Coronet. Ever since he was a kid, he was fond of the mountain that he lived at the foot of and it was nice to just kick back once in a while and enjoy some relaxation time.

He laid down a blanket in the grass not too far from his home, sitting down and taking a load off. He looked up fondly to the mountain before letting out a content sigh. He’s glad he felt comfortable coming back home now–it was comfortable and familiar, even if it was quieter than he was used to. Alright, time to crack open those snacks..

At the sudden voice coming from his tupperware, he about nearly dropped in shock. After fumbling for a moment, he finally got hold of it again before giving a sigh in relief. Though soon his eyes were wide as he looked in his tupperware and saw there was indeed a small, snack-sized mew tucked between his picnic food. Well– they certainly weren’t there when he was packing them! 

“I– Wh– I-It’s YOU-!” he managed to get out eventually, his voice actually cracking just from the utter surprise. He blinked. Wait, so what happened in Unova.. He knew that wasn’t a dream! His mouth opened and closed comically like a magikarp before he finally found words to actually say. “Ah-! Wait, how’d ya get so small?” Actually.. last he remembered they could also look like jell-o, And tyranitar. And.. do lots of other strange things. “Or I guess a better question would be.. what’re ya doin’ in my food? I could o’ ended up eatin’ ya if I weren’t payin’ attention!

Mew couldn’t look more smug as they looked up at Adrian, their tail snaking back and forth above their head. With the lid free of the lunch box, Mew took in the view at the top of a mountain... presumably Coronet, unless their ability to teleport rubbed off on humans. Adrian knew how to pick areas well, a nice secluded spot free of other humans.

“I’d like to see you try to eat me, human,” they chimed, pausing to take the tiniest munch of cake from the snack sat next to them. Adrian was as good as ever at picking treats, a hum of approval buzzing through the psychic type, nodding with each chew. “Figured you could use the company. Given you seem to be alone a whole lot. Everyone needs a break from their thoughts, even an egghead like me!”

Floating upward from between the two pieces of food, Mew shook off their short, silky coat, sending crumbs all over Adrian’s picnic blanket. They grew themself back up to size and with a twist upwards, transformed themself to look as though they were wearing a dress with an apron, the skirt flaring out as they descended slowly to the blanket besides Adrian. 

“I find it much easier to travel by tupperware than trying to guess where I’d find you. I wanted to check in. You know~” they simpered, leaning closer to Adrian, like they were on a date in a corny film. “Making sure you’ve not been telling tales~ Only telling your hilarious jokes to our friends in the hills.”

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psspssspsspsspss

“Get a load of this g--”

Well... psspsspss is kinda entertaining. Not enough to come sit on your lap, but enough to sit and listen to the psspsspss.

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*Carefully puts a pile of dry food on the floor and waits* 👁️

POP!

After teleporting in, time to hoover up the food in a second flat.

POP!

...and off to commit felonies in the gin aisle of the off-license!

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Yeets a Razz berry at.

Bats it right back at him with their tail. As if Mew is gonna give him the satisfaction!

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champgreen​:

     “You’re literally right in front of me…unless it’s some rest stop for you.“

“And who’s to say you’re not under the truck? You never know until you look.”

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“Who says I’m not under the truck? You never know until you look!”

     “Can you believe some morons thought the legendary Mew was hidden under some truck? Who is stupid enough to believe that?“

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I guess I should do another rain check, just to keep people updated. So… I recently started a new job (as in today!) so I’m pretty busy! But things will start to settle down soon… once im… u know… settled down. But for the next two weeks I expect I will be a little low activity whilst I figure out what’s expected of me at work. After that I really wanna get Fred active again… I miss him… Tae and Mew will carry on being active-ish until then, Ted and Liza are staying hiatus’d until I feel a little more comfy.

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commission time!!!!!! oh yeah

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@laidbare​ liked this to go down the mew hole...

Sometime ago, Mew had been awoken rudely as they slumbered. Their bubble floated several miles above the ground peacefully, just as they liked. But waking up, they could smell something all of a sudden, that made them wretch like a Glameow licking a salt and vinegar chip. Then the bubble had popped and they had plummeted to an even ruder awakening. Since that morning, Mew had been vaguely aware of something being off... but well... it was none of their business, so they went about their day replacing the nearest CEO’s shoelaces with candy.

But today was different. They woke up, wretched again, but followed the smell, the... off-ness. Taking on their translucent form, they hovered through footpaths, and cafés and towns and cities, sniffing all the way until...

Bonk!

Mew’s nose squished up against the leg of a... a someone. Face full of leg, Mew gazed up at the white haired person.

“You’re different.”

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“This is post number me.”

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rocketheorum​:

How many times had Eli witnessed death first hand? How many times had he been the butcher, or the assistant? The Kantonian is startled yes, or so he would describe it, as he’s frozen in place, only able to watch the stranger be slaughtered by his pokemon.

His mind is buzzing with a myraid of feelings, reactions, the urge to fight to flee jumbled up and shoved to the back of his mind. When the pink- thing (he thinks its a pokemon but can’t be sure) makes eye contact a chill rolls up Elis spine. He inhales slowly, hesitant.

“I am.”

A stupid reply, he chastises himself silently, still frozen in place. His heart thuds against his ribcage, the human not daring to take his eyes off the pokemon. He knows there’s no reason for this creature to let him walk away unscathed.

“Though, I can not be. If you’d prefer that no one saw this.”

The rise and fall of their pink chest was enough to remind them that, despite everything, they were still flesh and blood. For now, at least. They were tired flesh and blood right now, the hot anger replaced by their desire to disappear again until they wanted to set about causing mischief once again. But still, as it is said about the wicked... no rest.

With a dramatic flop, Mew rolled over to put a face to the brain waves. 

“If I didn’t want you to see this, you wouldn’t,” their psychic voice slurred. Yeah... that was right, they’d make it sound purposeful. Just what was an interfering human doing out here so late anyway?

“I’m kinda sleepy though, so why don’t you... I dunno, rewind the last five minutes and pretend you saw a swarm of Venomoth instead?” They waved their paw in the direction of the man vaguely. They were sure it wouldn’t be an impossibility to trace their thought pattern again when they were feeling more energetic.