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I AM A SHY LITTLE BITCH AND ALL OF YOU ARE INTIMIDATING AS FUCK SO I AM SCARED TO SEND ANYTHING TO ANYONE!!!

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morality alignment quiz

you have a sound moral compass, helping those in need, though tend to see rules as suggestions ( or, in some cases, limitations ). hence, you mostly confront oppression in all its forms, be it some dark overlord or the school bully, while you simultaneously may run into trouble with authority. not that you particularly mind, for you believe that freedom is the ultimate good, mirroring the archetypal "rebel hero"

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imperiarre​:

                     ❝  To blindly run that far… You must have really wanted to get away from something. Care to tell me what?  ❞

Poor little rabbit doesn’t even comprehend what kind of trap she’s stepped into.

The elevator comes to a smooth halt once they’ve reached the floor above, the stainless steel doors sliding open to reveal the lush interior of Giovanni’s office. Still nothing that suited the innocent cottage exterior of the building, and naturally it was nowhere near as lavish as his main office back at HQ, but even a ‘basic’ setup for him included luxuries only someone of his immense wealth could afford to buy.

He steps out, expecting Charly to follow behind him once again, and sits down behind his desk. 

                       ❝  Let’s cut to the chase: How much do you know about Team Rocket?  ❞

Clearly not enough, if she’d chosen to follow him here.

“i was running from... the people who created me.”  she will not give them the satisfaction of being called her parents, even if they weren’t here.  her hands clenched as she followed behind him with near silent footsteps; her poor worn out feet leaving a tiny bit of dirt as she walked.  ( the struggles of having no shoes... )

“team... rocket?”  in honesty, she didn’t know much about anything here; the only person she really knew was guzma, and she’d met him a little while after she got away.  “i ─ i’m sorry, i don’t know who or what that is..  i don’t know a lot.”

she took a silent breath.  “sometimes, it feels better that way.”  she muttered a bit too loud, though hardly noticed it.  “why do you ask?”

she stood awkwardly, not sure what to do with herself.  i mean, should she sit?  should she just stand there?  should she be sitting on the ground??  she had no idea.

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i really need a polyship where two of the charas involved dont love each other to that extent but bond over loving the third

chara c: omg I love u both so much

chara a: aww we love you too

chara b: hell yeah we do!

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(Hi, just wanna say I love writing with Charly. Your ic stuff is great.)

YEAH WELL I LOVE YOU!!! >:’0

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blackstardiopside​:

Black Star had found a bag of doritos on the ground and picked it up.  She had spent some minutes looking for the owner but didn’t see anyone, so the alien opened up the bag and began to eat.  However, Black Star soon heard a voice, uh oh.. she had eaten their chips!

“I’m sorry” Black Star replied, hand shaking as she held up the half empty bag of chips.  “I-I-I can pay ‘ya for a new bag.. s-sorry.. again.”

“y... you know i’m joking right?  cuz i mean, at least they got eaten...”  she felt awkward now.  “you don’t gotta get me a new bag or anything...”

“not the worst thing to happen!  i hope you liked the cool ranch doritos!”

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imperiarre​:

                     ❝  Somewhere away from here.  ❞

His cold gaze watches her stumble and nearly fall (thank the gods she was smart enough not to grab onto him for support), letting her struggle to rebalance herself for just a moment too long before reaching out to grip her shoulder and forcibly keep her standing upright. He’s not yet squeezing to the point of pain, but the firm grip is a constant threat that he could do so.

Giovanni doesn’t believe she’s the type to try and make a sudden bolt for freedom, not that she’d ever be able to break free of his grip with how weak she apparently was, but it never hurt to err on the side of caution. He doesn’t speak, instead just pulling her back upwards should she stumble again, practically dragging the poor girl behind him.

The walk back to base isn’t a very long one, though even Giovanni has to admit that this particular building is very well-camouflaged. A simple country house exterior, the kind of place you’d imagine a kindly old grandma or cottagecore girl to live, and definitely not somewhere you’d expect to have been stripped clean and extended downwards into a massive underground labyrinth of laboratories, testing rooms, and glass observatories.

It’s not long before one of the many nameless Rocket lackeys leads them into an elevator and presses the button that would take them up to the otherwise inaccessible second floor, rather than down towards the experimentation facilities. He always did like to have his office above the heads of those working for him.

Finally, he lets her go. There’s nowhere to run now, even if she tried.

                     ❝  So, tell me. What were you doing this far out of town? My property isn’t usually considered open to the public.  ❞

it all was a blur.

she hadn’t realized she was even moving ( let alone being dragged away ), and her sharp inhale signaled her return to reality.  where.. was she?  what was this place?  ...  she bit her lip, analyzing the area as best her tired teary eyes can.

she was never the type to run away; her entire life she was a prisoner, and only this past year or so had she finally escaped the cold clutches of her ‘parents’ ──  if you can even call them that...

as the elevator began to rise, she felt her stomach sink; she’s in over her head already, and she knew it.  the portly teen swallowed whatever had come up, refusing to look anywhere except the floor.

she remained quiet for a moment; trying to piece together a coherent answer.  she knew why, but her mind couldn’t recall it in the moment;  she had to focus.

“.... i didn’t know there was a town.”  she admitted, “i was just... running.  i was running and running and i couldn’t stop even for a moment ──  ... now i’m here.”

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imperiarre​:

He clicked, and his pokemon released their hold just enough for the enraged attackers to start struggling and snarling again. They may have been subdued, but that did not mean they’d surrendered just yet.

                     ❝  I can release them again, if you’d rather face them yourself. I just assumed you’d rather not get mauled to death.  ❞

Giovanni is careful to keep his voice level, but if you listen close enough you might just be able to pick up on the hidden undertone of sadistic glee laced throughout it. It’s always exciting to watch his own hand-picked team overcome even the most vicious of wild pokemon, especially when said wild pokemon had already fallen prey to Rocket tampering and made stronger than they should be.

To be honest, a child like this was the last person he’d been hoping to find, but ah. Adapt and overcome, as they say.

                     ❝  The question you should be asking is if you wish to leave this clearing alive. As strong as my team are, they can only hold them down for so long.  ❞

As if on cue, his pokemon’s hold faltered for a second before the attackers were slammed back down against the ground. It was all an act, of course, for Giovanni knew they were more than capable of holding down wild species this week, but it was a necessary performance if he was going to fool his young guest.

                     ❝  Follow me.  ❞

she flinched at the struggling pokemon; getting to her feet quickly and hurrying closer to the man ( and farther from the wild beasts. )  her mind was racing as fast as her heartbeat, her hands trembling; whoever this was... she felt she’ll be getting to know him a bit more than anticipated.

“i ─ i ──  ...  okay.”  she hesitantly complied, a chilling feeling creeping up her spine.  every ounce of her being told her not to trust this person; that he was wicked and evil, and wanted to use her.

but what choice did she have?  she could either comply to what this man wanted, or risk being eaten alive.  and she didn’t feel like dying today.

her physical exhaust became evident as her legs almost give up beneath her, causing her to stumble a bit.  she had to hold her arms out to steady herself, sweat trickling down her face and her eyes widening.

“... where are we going to go?”  she couldn’t help but ask.

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maybe im just being irrational abt all this.. I mean, I'm here for fun! And so is everyone else! Its all about having fun

but its so disheartening for me to see my stuff be glossed over half the time

my ooc posts tend to get more interest than ic and it hurts

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Nowhere near annoying. I love seeing you on dash

i know this is going to sound really friggen petty and selfish.. but I just want SOME sort of interaction.

I can post all the IC stuff or drabbles I want. That's not what bothers me. What bothers me is the amount of attention ANY of it gets; and even tho likes are appreciated.. I wish there was more interest.

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am i an annoying roleplay partner / blog?

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@void-walker-gaster​ said:

My dear child....Doritos are in fact terrible. It’s scientifically proven. (He hands her a very official looking paper, at the very bottom it reads; “dorito suck”)

“i’m revoking your science rights”

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a masked being said:

doritos taste like ass, why would anyone steal them

“you’re an ass!!  don’t judge my chips!!”

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“whoever ate my doritos is going to perish”

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she hadn’t expected to be attacked like this.

the pokemon surrounded her; her body already battered and bruised from all their merciless blows, and her eyes watering from the pain she felt.  she had no idea why they were being so ruthless, or even attacking a mere human, but she still had no choice.  she had to shield herself from the next wave of attacks ─ !

... but they never came.

she looked up in confusion; the beasts previously mauling her on their sides, nearly unconscious from whatever had attacked them.  turning her eyes to the clearing of a throat, she saw a sinister looking man with his pokemon at his side.

“wh...”  she was confused, and dizzy, and felt like she might lose her lunch.  whoever this was.. saved her.  she didn’t even know him..!

“... why did you... s ─ save... me..?”

( @imperiarre​ / giovanni // plotted starter )

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@sxvethequeen replied to your post “i WAS gonna play minecraft but my account was hacked so now im just...”

(... why?)

at this point idk, im just frustrated lmao

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i WAS gonna play minecraft but my account was hacked so now im just angrily sitting here