#//off screen post

[humming-pokemon-helpers]

( @wayfaring-trainer )

[Off-Screen RP]

After the chaos of the trial has settled down, the chiming of a small bell signals Rin’s entrance to Vanilla’s Clinic. The young adult looks nervous, glancing around, one fist clenched in the mane of a Hisuian Samurott standing at his side.

The first one who greets Rin is not Vanilla himself, still on “hiatus” with his licensed therapist status, but Cross, Vanilla’s Rotom assistant, peeking around the corner.

“pzzt! hello! boss i-isn’t accepting new clients right now… unless you know them? t-that is, i don’t see too many people around here… and what a interesting samurott, pzzt—”

“Cross! How many times do I have to ask you to at least leave the phone behind if you’re going to go somewhere… Oh, hello! To what do I owe the pleasure?”

Vanilla, face not appearing all that pleasurable, enters the business side of her home next, old black band t-shirt indicating she wasn’t expecting many guests. She looks the two over, eyes widening a little at Rin and the Hisuian Samurott next to him.

“Oh, wait, you’re…”

[swagtastic-bougie-pompadour]

**A few hours later, during lunch

... hello?

Helloooooo??

PENNY!

C'mon, Penny, what's going on? You've been zoning in and out since school started.

- Nantsi

"...Slept bad. Broke my damn glasses, too... Ugh."

[There's a pause, as Penny picks at her meal, shoving the rice in her paella from side to side. She looks around, anxious, and drops her voice.]

" 'Ey, Nantsi... Have you ever, like... arc, this is stupid. Have you ever had someone... something... show up in your room in the middle of the night, just to call you terrible at what you're doing? I was thinking it was some sorta nightmare, but I got a note, too..."

[silvia-luna]

So, thorn, you ready to get your leaves trimmed?

*@luca-the-zoroark cracks her spinning-top like a whip*

The other two aren't too far behind.

Just hand over your miraculous. Unless you want to be caught in my brambles. *Thorn Trapper grabs her hairclip, readying herself for a fight* I'm not scared of you or your friends.

[captain-mommy-issues]

[There's a knock on Arven's dorm room door.]

"Arven, it's me! I have your... humorous baseball cap. And most certainly not any bandages. Would it be alright if I came in?"

@swagtastic-bougie-pompadour

[ Arven looked over at the door and sighed. ]

"YEAH! Get in here, old man!"

[ Arven pulled out his phone camera and looked at himself. He yanked out his hair tie, placing it next to him. He tried to brush his mess of a hair so it'd cover his face completely. He knew he looked MUCH worse in person than in the video and wanted to hide it from his father figure.

Internally he hoped that Clavell would just magically forget about this all. And he would just give him the hat, and leave. ]

[prof-polaris]

//While this is canon to Indigo's storyline, this is only put on the blog so that you Know of the events that occurred here.

As Indigo and Wallace swim up to the cave, it is quiet except for the lapping of the waves against the shore. They roll away from Wallace, carefully recalling him back into his ball. The professor releases Tag and Flicker in the same movement, and the typhlosion helps them to stand, maneuvering them onto Tag's back. The three move into the cave in tandem.

Flicker and Tag immediately begin searching for- something. Indigo does their best to help, reaching down to run their hand along the walls of the cave. Eventually they brush against part of the wall that doesn't seem to match.

"Tag, easy. Think I found it."

Indigo presses their hand into the indentation and a mechanism of some kind clicks. They pull out a small, ornately carved box.

A voice in their head whispers, "This is it! You've found it! Excellent job, you can free us now! We can finally be free!"

Magenta sounds delighted because these are his ashes. His final conduit to this plane. Other than Indigo themself of course. He can finally be done. Finally, see his family again...

But it's never that easy.

Uxie's overwhelming presence fills the room. Indigo freezes automatically.

"WHAT IS THIS."

They clutch the box of ashes close to their chest. Magenta whispers urgently to them, but they can no longer hear him over the static in their ears.

"Give them back."

"WHAT."

"My memories. Give them back. All of them. Now."

And Uxie...hesitates. For a moment. And it slowly reaches out and Indigo feels it, digging through their mind. And for the first time in their life, they let it happen, feeling the memories slot back into place. The memories of Sprite, and memories they gave as offerings. And then. 7 years of memories.

They point an accusing finger at the legendary, face contorted with rage.

"You- fucking! Possessed me?? For seven years???"

Uxie almost looks nervous, drifting farther away from it's chosen.

"IT WAS...A PRECAUTIONARY MEASURE. YOU WERE LEAVING. I COULD NOT ALLOW IT."

Indigo nearly snarls at the legendary, a habit they learned from Violet. They grip the box tighter in their hands.

"You do so hate to let things go. Like me. Or, Magenta perhaps?"

The being of Knowledge freezes in place.

"WHAT DO YOU KNOW."

"Everything. The way you connected us. The fact that you wanted me to be a conduit for him. The ashes in this box."

"INDIGO. DO NOT MAKE A DECISION THAT YOU WILL REGRET."

Their grin is feral as they raise the box above their head.

"Oh, I won't be regretting anything. Flicker."

The typhlosion perks up, Indigo slams the ornate wooden box to the ground, the wood splinters.

Uxie screams.

Barely over the sound, a command is given.

"Flicker- use flamethrower!"

-

...A few things happen, all in succession.

A spirit is released: Magenta whispers a thanks to Indigo. They feel it as he goes, a presence leaving their body, a gap in their brain filled all at once. A more secure feeling in their body. Their feral grin widens. Both of them are Free.

A choosening is undone: Uxie has no need nor want for Indigo now that what they were made to be is gone. Especially after what they have done. They lose the Knowing. Everything that they have ever Known is lost to them now. The unwanted knowledge is gone. Their eyes will remain gold, but they will no longer steal the memories of onlookers.

Uxie is furious: Indigo is forced off of Tag, and they hear more than they feel their body being slammed into the cave walls. Uxie screams at them, but they no longer Know what it is saying.

As Indigo begins to lose consciousness, they see- something. They can't quite make sense of it. It- She? Is pink. And she looks like a person, a snake pokemon, and a turtle pokemon, all at once. Their brain refuses to make sense of it. She presses a kiss to their forehead and murmurs something to them.

"I have you, my lover of all things."

The last thing Indigo sees is all of their pokeballs opening at once, rushing to meet Uxie in battle.

[wigglytuff-guild]

A Shiny Eevee carrying and holding on her mouth a basket of perfect apples, nervously waits for her footprint to be identified Infront of the infamous Wigglytuff Guild.

@treasuretownresident

"Footprint detected! Footprint detected!"

"Whose footprint? Whose footprint?"

"The footprint is Eevee! The footprint is Eevee!"

"Hmm... Alright! You may ENTER! ...Man, it's busy today. Just after we got back, too..."

[occulticvioletdepths]

[@gwendoline-of-lumiose ]

Camille! Hello! Where are you?

[A very loud an awkward Gwen is standing and shouting right outside of the Undella pokemon centre. Ele, her noctowl, is right beside her, and would be face palming if she had palms.]

//OOC: The following is an off-Rotomblr interaction.

Camille was seated nearby the Undella Seaport, eyes peeled to the cave that marks the entrance to Reversal Mountain, and the path to Lentimas. She'd expected to see either Gwendoline, Rosie, or the both of them to find their way out of the cave sooner or later, but, as it seems, from a shout that just barely registered in her ear...

She just missed them. Or they could've taken a route she didn't know about. Likely the latter...

Quickly, she got up from her seat and pivoted towards the direction of the Pokécenter, running. It wasn't too far, luckily.

"Right here!" she shouts as she approaches, trailed by her Mismagius, Melisma, stopping just a couple steps before Gwendoline - her eyes taking a few seconds to look.

...They really do look alike, huh. Camille let out a silent little giggle.

"It's... quite the pleasure to finally see you in person, Gwen. I hope your trip wasn't too much of a difficult one?"

She would've said "rocky", but she's not sure if that pun would register correctly.

[snowbell-glass-bar]

//OFF ROTOMBLR RP WITH @humming-pokemon-helpers and using characters of @wyrdo01

(glass was seen near the Café ice skating around the area to find a certain hybrid. At the same time there's a certain pair that consists of a teal hair staff wielding ex rocket, and a water robot wandering around)

now where could that therapist be....

[water-pokemon-appreciator]

Girls (Sidon) just wanna have fun (Video by Arcphone)

The video starts, sidon has gold ichor on his face and looks very happy with himself. He is basically vlogging in the afterlife.

"So apparently, other arceus' don't take kindly to knocking out one of their fellow arms!" Sidon says, "Remember that time I chokeslammed arceus?"

"Well, The same hand that was mad at me before fought me again!" Sidon continues, "Luckily I hold such a grudge against that one in particular that it wasn't actually that hard! The lack of mortality helps a lot with that! Also, I can't believe Robin was the only one to try Ouija Board on me, very disappointing from anyone else! THIS IS A JOKE."

"I realize I sound kinda apathetic, I am coping with humor." Sidon gives a thumbs up while saying that last bit, "Oh, and here's my handiwork!"

The camera is repositioned to point to a figure. An arceus. It's covered in its own ichor. Gashes have been taken out of it somehow. Is that a bite mark..? It's obvious that this was sidon's doing. the camera is pointed back to sidon.

"I need to get out of here before it inevitably heals and gets mad at me again..."

The video ends.

[humming-pokemon-helpers]

[It's the daily news... take a listen?]

"...And in regional news, Vanilla Cress, best known for their role in Casteliacone's major advertisement campaign, seems to have appeared before Nimbasa City crowds to deliver a speech that is being widely called a 'shock'--though some claim the speech is nothing more than a fraud. Let's take a listen."

"To everyone in Unova... I apologize for misleading you up to now. The truth is, many years ago, before N had come to power, I was a member of Team Plasma. Specifically, I worked directly under Ghetsis's personal guard, the Shadow Triad, directly confronting those who stood in the way of Plasma's advancement. I understand this may come as a shock, and I regret the deep harm that I caused when I was young..." [The audio skips to a later part of this speech.] "Ultimately, however, I still believe Pokémon deserve better than a life in Pokéballs, controlled by self-righteous humans... I hope you will join me--" [In the background, two older adults yell loudly at the speaker. "You are not our child! Give our child back!" The speaker continues on, but the audio switches back to the news reporter.]

"The Unova Police Department is currently investigating the claims in this speech, and we are expecting to hear more soon. In the meantime, we asked several political experts about their opinions..."

[The snippet cuts out.]

[chaoticbeingbeyondcomprehension]

[off screen in Area Zero with @silvia-luna]

[Silvia and Lex appear in Area Zero in a flash of light after Lex teleported the two of them.] "There we go. How you feelin'?"

[swagtastic-bougie-pompadour]

*There is an ever so subtle chill in the room as a shadow seeps its way inside. The shadow slowly makes its way to a bedside checkered head to toe in pictures of Eeveelutions*

"...Dusk, that's not funny... Lemme sleep..."

[Penny turns over, and pulls her pillow over her head for good measure.]

"Uuuugh, stop lurking like that... it's too early..."

[silvia-luna]

( @taraka-at-naranjauva )

Due to noticing how Silvi seemed to…not be doing well, Taraka decided to handle things directly…and this meant he opted to ask her if anything was up, so he was now lightly knocking on her door to see what’s up

“Hello? Silvi? Are you in there?”

*After a few short moments Silvi answers the door. She looks very tired and her eyes are slightly puffy from crying.*

"Hey..."

[captain-mommy-issues]

[Something starts scratching and whimpering at Arven's door]

@chaoticbeingbeyondcomprehension

[ Arven looked up from his phone, staring at the door in confusion. Slowly, he got up, and walked toward the door. He put a hand on the knob and opened it, cautiously. ]

[office-clerk-wade]

CHAT LOG

Wade: Jester? Jester I’m sorry I know you probably don’t want to hear from me.

Wade: Are you still in Castellia? This is important. Please respond

J.ST: holy shit man. Wade! haven’t heard from you in forever. i miss talking to you man

J.ST: but nah, not in castellia rn. why?

Wade: There’s. A new mayor.

Wade: I don’t know the extent to it, and I don’t know if it applies to you or not.

Wade: But they’re restricting the legal abilities of. People like me. I just. I need you to be careful alright? Please stay out of Castellia for a while if you can.

J.ST:

Wade: Jester?

J.ST: found it.

Wade: Jester please don’t do anything rash

J.ST: oh i promise. im going to be

J.ST: very.

J.ST: logical.

[yewwantstobattle]

//

Yew is curled up on a couch. All his Pokémon surround him, most of them asleep. There’s a TV on nearby that quietly talks to itself. Yew stares at it absentmindedly.

There’s a sound at the door, and all the Pokémon jolt up. Yew waits for its companions to get off him before rushing over himself.

The group arrives just as Than opens the door. He’s unsurprised to see everyone, but he doesn’t seem as excited as he normally is to greet Yew. Yew doesn’t notice.

“Hey Than! How’s your day been?”

“… fine. It’s been fine.”

“Just fine? Guess that’s better than bad.”

“Yeah. I uh.”

Than sighs.

“There’s something I gotta talk to you about.”

Yew’s blood runs cold. Just about every horrible thing that has happened to it has started with those words. Yew nods slowly.

“… should we….?”

“Yeah. Let me just-“

Than releases his Pokémon, a Sylveon, a Whimsicott, a Wigglytuff, and a Tinkaton, and directs them outside. Yew’s Pokémon join them. He shifts from side to side, trying to calm his nerves. Than sits on the couch and glares at his phone.

“It’s nothin about you, if that’s what you’re nervous about. Just my dad making another fucking decision without asking me.”

Yew sits down beside him.

“The director talked to me today, said I’d been enrolled at Blueberry for a semester. Yknow the school in Unova? It’s a temporary thing, super prestigious. Not that I give a shit about that. I’ve just barely managed to get my bearings at Naranjuva, and now I’ve got to leave. Yay.”

He sighs.

“So, I’m switching to the Unova house for the semester. Leaving in a few days, on the 26th. I’m assuming you want to come with, yeah?”

Than finally glances at Yew to see his reaction. He’s terrified, and the smile it tore across its face isn’t fooling anyone.

“Hey, what’s up? What’s the issue?”

“Oh. Huh. What… issue?”

“Yew, you look manic. Like you’re about to bite somethin’s head off.”

“I. Don’t want to.”

“… if you want to you can stay here.”

“And do what? My days are already full of next to nothing but waiting for you to get home. I’m in stasis, waiting all day, every day it feels like, only doing the bare minimum to preserve myself. And then you come home and I become a real person again. I. I don’t know what I’ll do if those days turn into months. I don’t know.”

“…… that’s-“

“But if I go, I can wait. I can wait for you to come home. I can keep waiting the same as always. But I won’t be safe. Not there. Not in Unova. I… I don’t want to talk to them. None of them. I can’t. I can’t do that. I’m damned either way.”

“……..”

Than doesn’t say anything. He pulls Yew into a hug. He’s cold and barely breathing.

“We’ll figure it out, okay? I promise.”