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kidresearcherindigo · 2 months ago

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Anniversary Effect

//Fic scene about Indigo's battle feat @profchamomile. This is probably my first "heavy" work on this blog; theme being PTSD, so bear in mind of that.

The event turned out bigger than Indigo expected. So many people were crowded around the court at the center of Mesagoza. Students, teachers, even a few of the gym leaders came to watch.

All of the squad captains from team Star were present, with Giacomo already hyping up the crowd with the help of some team star grunts acting almost as cheerleaders.

"Holy shit..." said Indigo, "How many people saw that video?"

"They're more popular than you think," said Arven, patting Indigo's back. "Everyone loves your pranks!"

"I hope they're not expecting me to do something funny, then." Indigo chuckled nervously. "It's not as good if it's not a surprise."

"Eh, I think everyone's just stoked to see you battle," explained Arven, "Speaking of... You sure you're up for this? I know you had a rough night last night."

"Yeah man," said Indigo, giving Arven a thumbs up, "I'm pumped! I'm so hyped! I haven't had a battle with anyone other than Nemona in so long!"

Arven gave Indigo somewhat of a concerned look. "Alright... Just know I'm here for you if you start stressing out, ok? Nothing wrong with bailing."

"Thanks bestie," said Indigo, holding their fist out for a fistbump.

"Any time, little buddy!" replied Arven, meeting Indigo's fist with his own.

"Hello again, you two!" Director Clavell walked up to the two students. "Seems we've got quite the audience. I hope this isn't making you too nervous, Indigo."

"Psh nahhh I'm used to it!" Indigo waved their hand nonchalantly. "I did a few gyms in Galar; this is nothing!"

"Good to know you're comfortable then," said Clavell, "That said, are you ready?"

"Absolutely!"

As Indigo and the Director took their places, Indigo looked around at the audience, spotting the few faces they recognized, waving to them. They spotted Professor Chamomile amongst the crowd with Raifort and Jacq, and waved. "Professor, you made it!"

"Of course I did!" said Chamomile. Out of the three young starter Pokemon who were sitting politely in front of them, they picked up Chai the Fuecoco. "Chai wanted to see his role-model in action!"

Indigo laughed. "I know Ember's been wanting to show off!"

"Go Indigo!!!" Jacq cheered, standing right next to Chamomile, "You've got this, alright?"

Indigo grinned. "Thank you, sir!"

"No problem," said Jacq, "And however it turns out, just know I'm proud of you either way!"

"The audience is rather noisy," said Raifort, "Would you like a spare pair of earplugs?"

"Nah," said Indigo, pointing to their own ear, where the edge of a small white device could be seen. "I already got my volume adjusters in!"

"Smart." Raifort smiled, pointing to her own ear, revealing a similar device. "As do I."

Dendra stood at the center of the court. "Alright, this is standard single battle, both trainers use up to six Pokemon," she called out, "The winner is determined when one trainer's whole team has fainted or the opponent decides to forfeit!"

"Now... START!"

The battle went off to a flashy start. Both teams were fairly evenly matched in strategic prowess. Clavell's Oranguru went down with Yuki's Bitter Malice, Yuki went down with Houndoom's Dark Pulse, Houndoom went down with Magnolia's Low Kick, Magnolia eventually went down from a combination of Amoongus's Toxic and Giga Drain, then Amoongus went down with Ember's Flamethrower.

Banter was had, suspense was held, and everyone was eating it up. The audience loved it, and both participants were in the zone.

"What's wrong, Director? Can't beat the heat??" Indigo quipped.

"Oh, I assure you, I can handle my own just fine," replied Clavell with a gleam in eye, as he pulled out another premier ball. "But I believe it might be you who needs to cool down!"

Clavell brought forth his Abomasnow, and immediately the weather began to change. Clouds rolled in overhead, the temperature dropped, and it started to lightly hail. Several audience members had already started to bring out umbrellas.

A few pieces of hail buffeting Ember was enough to make the Skelidirge's image distort and fade to reveal that it was actually Luna in disguise.

From the audience, Raifort furrowed her brows. "Something's off," she said, "Usually weather effects aren't enough to break a Zoroark's illusion."

"I thought so..." Jacq looked over at Raifort. "Do you think Luna might be sick? I know Indigo gets their Pokemon checked up before battles, but..."

Chamomile leaned forward in their wheelchair and squinted, to get a closer look. "Doesn't look like it..."

Indigo rubbed their arms briefly from the cold. They let out a few Zorua-esque barks towards Luna. "Luna, you good?" they asked, in a way only their partner Pokemon could understand.

Luna glanced back at Indigo and nodded. "Better than ever," she growled back, "This'll be an easy win!"

Indigo nodded, putting on a brave face. "Bold move, Director," they said, "Almost like you knew!"

"What kind of director would I be if I didn't adapt to my students' strategies?" asked Clavell, pushing up his glasses. "Plus, Avalanche has been positively itching for a rematch!"

"We'll see if he can keep up, first!" said Indigo, before pointing defiantly towards the Abomasnow. "LUNA, FLAMETHROWER!"

Luna's heckles raised as the fire built up in her throat, before letting loose a powerful flamethrower.

"AVALANCHE, PROTECT!"

The Abomasnow held his arms up, and a shield formed in front of him just in time to block the oncoming fire.

In the audience, Chamomile's expression got more concerned. "But... Something's definitely seems off."

Indigo let out a nervous chuckle, once again rubbing their arms as the cold set in a bit more. "No matter... FLAMETHROWER, AGAIN!"

Luna snarled and let out another flamethrower, more fierce than the last. The Abomasnow just narrowly dodged it.

"AVALANCHE, BRICK BREAK!"

The Abomasnow charged towards Luna with one of its arms glowing read, and swung at Luna, landing a hit and knocking Luna back across the court.

"LUNA!!" Indigo called out in a panicked voice.

Luna managed to get up, her mane looking bigger as her pupils shrunk, snarling at the Abomasnow. She let out another flamethrower, this time unprompted.

Clavell's eyes widened as he reached out towards his Abomasnow. "AVALANCHE LOOK OUT-"

The Abomasnow barely managed to dodge for the most part, though not without getting a burn from the flamethrower. He quickly shook it off however, but Luna was already getting ready for another flamethrower.

"Oh no..." Chamomile's eyes widened as they realized what was going on. "Okay kiddos, return-" They returned the young starter pokemon back to their pokeballs and looked over at Jacq and raifort. "She's not sick, she's distressed. This isn't a battle to her, it's survival! There must be some kind of PTSD thing going on!"

Jacq looked over at Chamomile in shock. "We have to do something!"

"Jacq, handle your student," said Raifort, "I'll get to the Director."

"i'll make sure no one gets hurt," said Chamomile.

As the two teachers ran off, Chamomile started removing Ignis's harness.

"Hey, Indigo, think you need to tell Luna to-..." Dendra looked over at Indigo, to find them frozen in fear, with a faraway look in their eye. "Oh shoot-..." She raised her hands and stepped closer to the court. "TIME OUT! TIME OUT!"

Luna didn't seem to pay any attention, and had let out another flamethrower. Unfortunately, Indigo was too panicked to realize what was happening.

Raifort ran up to Clavell. "Clavell you have to get Avalanche out of the field," she said, "I don't think Indigo or Luna are in a position to battle."

"Way ahead of you," said Clavell, as he brought out Avalanche's Pokeball and returned the Abomasnow. Unfortunately, that left nothing else in between the path between Luna's flamethrower and Clavell himself.

"IGNIS, RESCUE!"

Chamomile's Arcanine, Ignis, stood in front of Clavell, his body absorbing the fire thanks to his Flash Fire ability. Chamomile wheeled their way over to the Director, who was now rather shaken by the whole ordeal. "Director, are you alright?"

"I-... Y- yes, I believe so," said the Director, looking over at Chamomile. "Thank you."

Meanwhile on the other side of the court, Indigo had collapsed to their knees, closing in on themselves. Arven was right there next to them, a hand on their back.

"Hey, it's okay buddy, I'm here." Unfortunately, Arven's attempts to comfort didn't seem to stop the panic.

"Hey Arven, do you think you could give them some space?" Jacq went over and knelt down in front of them, a few feet away.

"Hey, Indigo..." he spoke in a soft tone, "It's okay. You're safe." He offered his hands for Indigo to hold onto. "Can we do a little breathing exercise?"

Indigo looked up at Jacq, and carefully grabbed his hands.

"Good, now breathe with me..." Jacq took a few deep breaths, with Indigo breathing in sync. After a few moments, Indigo finally calmed down.

As the hail dissipated and the weather warmed up again, Luna calmed down a little bit, seeing Ignis in front of her. Then her eyes widened, before looking at the audience, seeing their startled looks and hearing their confused rumors. She quickly ran back over to Indigo, burying her head in their arm and using her illusion abilities to make herself invisible.

Jacq looked over at the audience, before looking back at Arven. "How about we get Indigo to the nurse's office?"

Arven nodded. "Good idea," he said, before looking back at Indigo. "Hey, little buddy, why don't we head inside?"

Indigo nodded, clicking the button on Luna's pokeball to return her, and letting Arven lead them up the stairs.

Jacq looked over at Dendra. "Can you tell Miriam to meet us in her office? I want to make sure there's no health concerns."

Dendra nodded. "Of course, I'll let her know."

As Indigo made their way to the nurse's office, they felt a pit of dread in their stomach. So much for making a comeback...

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deconstructed-paradise · 2 months ago

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Why are you back here. Aren’t you an anesthesiologist?

I get paid double to deal with you, and there’s a skirt I’ve had my eye on for a while.

A skirt? Seriously?

It has pockets. Look, I’m not trained for… whatever you have going on, but they decided that I’m good for your mental health.

Tch. I don’t know why anyone would want to deal with me.

Is that why you’re not allowing visitors?

…I had a fight with my daughter. It’s probably best if it’s the last fight.

You’ve had fights with her before, though?

She brought her girlfriend this time.

Not a fan of that?

No! I— stop giving me that look, I’m not homophobic, her taste in girls is awful. I’ve told her not to let that girl in, and she just— ignored me.

So, that was a deal breaker for you?

…I know. I don’t deserve to set rules, my kids are growing up, whatever. I just don’t have much left to me. I thought, if I set rules and everyone could follow them, we’d be okay. She can come visit me on my good days, and if I get… snippy, with her, she can leave. But now everything’s out of balance. And I know, I know I should be better at this, I should stop being so controlling, but I can’t do it. I tried to make her leave, so that— she’s dating the bitch who gave me a black eye. That girl said to my face that she thinks I’m hopeless. Why should I feel safe around her?

You can’t just say, hey, please don’t allow this weirdly threatening child into my hospital room while I’m vulnerable? Between you and me, ma’am, that’s half of your face that’s bruised. And weirdly threatening kids aren't a joke.

I tried! She— they managed to get through the barricade anyways.

Ma’am, I’m going to have to ask you not to make a barricade again. That’s a fire hazard, and a safety hazard.

I don’t have a lock on my door. I don’t have any control over who comes, and who goes. If I have to crawl on my hands and knees to shove furniture around—

Okay, okay, so this is a security hazard that makes you feel unsafe. And if you had control over who entered, if you could turn away visitors at the door, you wouldn’t do this kind of risky behavior?

Wh— I mean, no, I wouldn’t. But why would I ask for that, I’ve caused everyone enough trouble already.

You are the patient. Your job is to cause trouble. My job is to sit here and take it, until I can go home and be a hedonist.

Sounds like a shitty job.

Someone’s gotta do it. I take pride in my work, and that pays for a damn good life off the clock.

Well, I’m sure you’d rather be doing your actual job than talking to me.

My actual job entails being fingers deep in someone’s intestines because there’s a clamp shortage, actually. And there’s a chair in your room, with back support. So I’m okay with this, actually. I’m probably not good at it— there’s a reason I’m not in psych—

What do you. Think of me? Be honest.

Your ankles are consistent with someone who’s worn heels far more than is healthy, and your bone density is something you should be working on. I don’t care about anti-aging skincare, you need better bones to prepare you for the future. Two kids did a number on you.

I meant my personality.

Well, I think you’re insecure if you’re asking me.

Tch.

Hey, I told you I wasn’t good at this.

I get it. You don’t want to be near me because I’m a hateful little cunt.

Are you kidding— you’re not kidding. That's even worse. Gods, do you know the horrid things I’ve had patients try to fling at me? Do you know the unspeakable fluids I have had to wash off my scrubs? You’re mildly bitchy at worst. I was reluctant to come here because like I said, I take pride in my work. When you were in your coma, I was the one who monitored your vitals, your brainwaves, your oxygen intake. I was good at that. Right now… I’m floundering.

You don’t seem like it.

I’m very good at pretending when I’m on the clock. I’m serious about the bone density, though. Aging gracefully isn’t about looking young forever, it’s about preparing your body for the future.

What if I don’t think I have a future?

Then maybe you need to stop lying on your psych evals.

Oh, fuck off.

Is that it? You’re lying and pushing people away because you don’t have a lot of power right here and now, so you have to defend yourself any way you can.

You said you were no good at psychology!

I’m not. I had a shitty ex who did that, actually.

Great. I get to be the substitute for someone’s toxic ex.

You know. We’ve been getting some data for your brain scans, and it’s pretty damn close to bipolar depression. We need a little more time, but if you can get some progress, eat consistently, we’re going to see if we can’t get a psychiatrist in to put you on something for it. Mood stabilizers, maybe antidepressants. But we can’t do that if you’re so inconsistent about recovery.

I know a bribe when I see one. Look. If it gets me back to normal, if I can… think clearly. Then fine.

We’re thinking of treating it in the same way as we would fibromyalgia. Since it’s a neurological issue that’s causing joint pain, after all. There are a couple antidepressants that are used for this, we just need to get you cleared for treatment while we wait for genetic testing to come back and tell us what the safest drugs are to try.

And if they're not safe, if I don't cooperate, I expect I won't have a choice in the matter. I'd probably just get drugged and tied to the bed so I can't hurt myself.

We wouldn’t do that. It makes us look terrible and gets us in trouble with human rights organizations.

Seriously? That's your reasoning?

Would you believe me if I said I found it morally reprehensible?

No, no, carry on.

You're still a person. With human rights. Look, if there is a single thing I can do for you to make you more comfortable, what would it be?

I don't deserve that.

Ma'am, we are trying to work with you so that you don't do things like crawl around shoving furniture against the door. What happened to you was shitty. You were physically weak, and someone violated a boundary you'd set despite your best efforts to maintain it. And that sucks. So, I put in an application to have someone guarding your door. So please, just work with us.

...I was hoping to watch a show that isn't on the hospital network. You don't have streaming, do you? Or a DVD?

#pokeblogging #rotomblr #pokemon irl #//ask to tag #cw medical abuse #//or at least mentions thereof

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interpol-by-design · 24 days ago

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girliepop i feel like trying to make yourself less neurotic by cutting yourself off from a source of support you trust is going to have The Opposite Effect

....maybe, if I can isolate the parts of me that are bad, I could starve them out. Wouldn't that be nice? I just don't want to be a bad person. She deserves someone better than me.

We have a polycule group chat, and I keep up with that, plus we've got private chats, and we call each other once a day when time zones line up. Except maybe if I don't do that, she'll stop calling.

#pokeblogging #rotomblr #pokemon irl #//ask to tag

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trainerlynda · 10 months ago

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//Off screen RP with @newvillainontheblock

She storms into the building, everyone steps away from him with her large wings and long tail, horns scrape along the ceiling as he passes her feet pound into the ground as well claws clacking against tile.

If looks could kill, he would have had everyone drop dead the moment they locked eyes with her.

He quickly finds the training hall, and finds 'Zee', seeing the dark aura of a Shadow coating its body,

She looks pissed.

"You... you fucking vile creature... what is there to gain from this?"

His teeth are sharpened like knives, tongue forked as she snarls like a dog.

A beast.

A monster people could, and would fear.

#pokemon irl #pokeblogging #pokemon rp #Shifting Explorer #//Ask to tag

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lovenpeace-pkmn · 13 days ago

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DRAYDEN - Do you want people to remember you as you really were, or a different way?

Sometimes I think it would be enough not to be forgotten entirely. But I don't know that I would want to be remembered only for what I became for Team Plasma... Maybe that's just another kind of being forgotten, though. Lady Anthea the Goddess of Love was only a mask. A role I played on Ghetsis' stage. Not real.

...I don't know what else there is, though. If there's anything left to remember besides the masks and illusions. The real me is already dead and forgotten

#anthea post #pokeblogging #pokemon irl #pokeblog rp #pkmn irl #answered asks #//ask to tag

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dragonsareoverrated2 · 9 months ago

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📢 rant about how your username is correct (how dragons are overrated)

*Cracks fucking knuckles*

@pkmn-ken @dorakoryusei I suggest you two dont look, I let out a lot of frustration I have with people who excessively use dragon types without knowing what theyre doing and people who are uncreative with their team builds.

Too many people use dragons as a round out for their damn teams instead of getting fucking creative with the types they have for their fucking line up.

Have a strong weakness to electric? Get a dragon type with earthquake!

Have a strong weakness to water? Get a dragon type that can use grass or electric moves!

Have a strong grass weakness? Get a dragon type!

So on so forth

Just get yourself a damn ground type, get a full on electric/grass type, GET A POKEMON THAT HAS A PROPER SUPER EFFECTIVE ATTACK AGAINST GRASS TYPES IT IS SO NOT HARD

Dragonites are fucking everywhere, where the hell are the T-Tars and Metagross? What happened to those pokemon?? Oh and don't even get me fucking STARTED on Garchomp, over rated shark!

No one takes the time to train other damn pokemon half the time, dragons are just soooo fucking popular that better types fall to the damn wayside.

Why don't I see more steel types? Fairy types? Dark types?? Hell! I see more Dragon types on trainers teams then fucking PSYCHIC TYPES! Those things used to be fucking EVERYWHERE ON TEAMS! So many people build their teams around one fucking dragon instead of doing something creative like build around sandstorm or build around a whole range of pokemon

Then theres the fuckers who prance their dragons around like they are the gift to all man kind!

The amount of so called 'Dragon Masters' Ive seen that treat their dragon types like oversized babies that can do nothing wrong is fucking STAGGERING

And the damn EGOS on the FUCK HEADS

They have fucking TEMPER TANTRUMS when I bring out Yuki as if I DARE use a other type than Dragon to defeat their prized lizards

Always twirling around with their stupid oversized capes laughing like evil villains saying that THEY are the BEST and NO ONE CAN DEFEAT THEM except THOSE WHO TRULY SEE THE MIGHT OF DRAGONS!!

Ugh UGH! FUCKING UGGGHH!!!

THERE IS VERY FEW PEOPLE WHO UNDERSTAND HOW TO TAKE CARE OF A DRAGON AND KNOW WHAT THEYRE CAPABLE OF!

THERE IS VERY FEW PEOPLE WHO TREAT THEM WITH REAL RESPECT AND KNOW WHERE BOUNDARIES LAY WITH THEM

SO MANY PEOPLE JUST USE DRAGONITE AND GARCHOMP TO SOLVE THEIR DAMN TEAM COMP ISSUES INSTEAD OF LOOKING OVER THEIR FUCKING TEAM AND ASKING "Hmm do I really need a dragon type or do I just need to actually use my head and get creative"

FUCKING HELL UGH!!

Oh and that isnt to fucking MENTION the ELITISM with some dragon trainers-!

'Oh dont use Kingdra, its stats are abysmal' 'Dont use Drampa they cant do anything' 'Dont use Turtonator' 'Dont use Druddigon' 'Dont use Appletun'

USE POKEMON YOU LIKE NOT POKEMON FOR THEIR DAMN STRENGTH HAS KAREN TAUGHT YOU FUCKS NOTHING?!?

OH WAIT NONE OF YOU EVEN TOUCH THE GYM CHALLENGE THATS RIGHT!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I'M DONE!

#pokeblogging #pokemon irl #stony ground #ask game #Dragon Pains (Arc Tag)#Long Post #IC Rant #cw rant #cw pokemon abuse #//???? I Think?#//Ask to tag

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