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Writober day 17 - Transformation
Finnesse above anything else.
“Don’t be fooled... Nobody has any real saying in regards to what happens within the contest scene. We do what we must in order to keep our titles and honor intact.”
'Welcome ladies and gentlemen! From Lilycove’s contest hall we present your night with the hyper rank’s competition! Tonight 4 incredibly talented contestants compete for the beauty ribbon! Awarding them the opportunity to move on to the next stage! Stay tuned in for the whole thing!’
Juan had arrived early at his changing room within the backstage in order to get all the preparations done for the showcase. Despite winning the previous contest, that had taken place during daytime, he had next to no time to celebrate his most recent addition to the ribbons collection.
In fact, he had completely forgotten to remove it from Grosvenor - the beautiful red ribbon with the golden adornment on it.
After all, for his next act, he needed to make sure- it would blow the mind of the crowd.
Now, since from the begining, his relationship with Leon- the Horsea had never been the smoothest one. And although all the trainning he has done, including evolving him into a Seadra very recently, things still needed to be worked on. Despite that it seemed to not have affected his winning streak so far, and he will make sure it wouldn’t brake this chain of events.
As such he was more than thrilled when he found a parcel at his chair in the changing room, something that he waited to be left alone- in order to open it.
Lo and behold, inside of it there was the final piece for his composition. There was the so desperately needed dragon scale for his Leon. A huge grin had formed in his face, as he approached the water tank his pokemon currently found itself swimming in.
The thing had immediately caught his attention, but not for all the good reasons. He knows exactly what it is, and what it is meant for. Leon had just barely get used to this new body- by the looks of it... That still wasn’t the end for him.
Leon should be feeling thrilled about this, to finally reach his final form. This was it! However, something about it felt odd.
The way his Juan was looking at him... Surely he wouldn’t do something that could actually harm him... Right?
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Finally the contest had begun.
Juan alongside with other 3 contestants had got up on stage to perform before the judges.
The first round went smoothly without any hitches! To no one’s surprise, Juan had stolen the spotlight to himself with Leon’s showcase. Both trainer and pokemon looked impeccable, flawless- the crowd went crazy for the the duo of rising stars.
With the first round out of the way, the battles could finally begin.
The first one was an easy and swift win for them, the timer was still running when the opponent’s pokemon had been knocked out.
Now he found himself face to face with the last obstacle to his next acquisition- Juan was so focused on the prospect, that the signs of something wrong happening with his partner flew right past him.
Was the evolution approaching? Was he aware how the process' time could be shortened- if he fed a special kind of candy to the Seadra while holding the Dragon scale? Did he even know about the possibilities of any side effects to it?
Yes and no at the same time.
As such, when the time for the second battle came- Leon was already starting to feel the effects of the forced evolution onto him. The stress his body was being put into, all while having to follow his trainer’s orders, on top of making sure he was pleasing the judges and not get himself knocked out by the opponent’s pokemon was quite the combination.
The dragon scale he was holding onto this entire time had merged into his flesh, showing that the evolution had already started. It was painful, extremely unpleasant- it was like his flesh was going to burst out of his scales.
They had been given 5 minutes for this battle, and at the very end of it, the evolution had reached its peak.
But no one could have expected THIS outcome.
The strategy here was to stall- waste time away from the timer, that was under one minute counting the seconds for it all to end.
The bright light enveloped Leon’s body, the body’s size and shape were the first noticeable transformations. Everyone was expecting to be greeted to the sight of a beautiful and graceful Kingdra to emerge from the bright coccoon, but what everyone witnessed- left them all with a ghastly image.
The crowd immediately went quiet, as the timer had finally stopped. It was shocking in a horrifying way, no one could process exactly what stood on the stage.
As expected, Leon couldn’t fully achieve the final form’s look, his body wasn’t ready for it. There still were Seadra’s spikes and bits hanging on the fresh and exposed flesh, they didn’t break off from it completely. A few pieces started to fall off from it, but they only made everyone feel sick- witnessing it. It was like the Seadra had died, so the Kingdra could emerge from the carcass.
However this wasn’t as shocking for the judges, in fact this happened oftenly within the contest scene. Forcing an evolution, by the rules this isn’t illegal. It was immoral, but stood in a grey area for the contest scene.
As such, despite the horror show that Juan had brought on stage.
He was awarded the beauty ribbon.
However, it was something that Juan came to regret from using it on his Leon. For the following weeks, he would try to ammend what he had done to him by giving him his time to develop whatever needed more time for required.
But the damage had been done, and Leon went from a restless and feisty Seadra- into an extremely loyal and quiet Kingdra.
“Tu n'étais pas comme ça bébé ... Pardonne-moi.“
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Writober day 14 - Masquerade
Do not drop the act
Based off a thread with @auraguardians !
"How long has it been since the last time you put those on huh? 15? 18 years? Hah... It has been awhile, hasn't it?"
‘Oh! Masquerade! Masquerade! He’s the newest sensation around here in Sinnoh for quite awhile actually!”
When was the last time he had stepped into this contest hall? Probably around 20 years ago. And this visit would remain a secret from the public eye.
Truth be said- masks have always been something controversial in Juan’s opinion, more often than not he found them to be tacky- unnecessary for most of the time. But he can’t deny nor ignore, how popular this piece of costume is around here.
But he isn’t here to comment on the outfits picked, nor participate in a contest showcase this time around. Rather he is here to watch the big return from an old friend.
Although he can appreciate the sensation of anonymosity he is getting.
This allowed him to catch up to all the gossiping- the moment’s context. It appears no bet is being put on Jasmine nor Johanna, rather all eyes were focused on two specific contestants.
One who is a rising star within this year- and the other is returning from a sudden hiatus! How is anyone else supposed to that off?
As such the gossiping within the Hall spread like wildfire, something rare within these frigid lands.
‘Have you seen him? Yeah, same! I can’t believe gym leader Morty was able to afford a place within the VIP booth!’
‘I hope we get a showdown between Lucario and Luxray!’
The gym leader quickly picked up on what he was listening in regards to this Masquerade contestant, and a verdict had been drawn within a matter of minutes as he also recollected what his friend had shared to him.
He has a Lucario... Morty is here... What else did he need to know?
As such once he had gathered up enough information, he exited the hall and went straight to the backstage- towards his beau’s changing room. Juan knocked on the door, and as soon as he walked in- the mask came off his face.
"It appears someone isn't giving up on his crown so easily after all, huh?"
He immediately chants, while walking towards Richard- at a fast pace. A wide smuggy grin is on his face the entire time.
“So, do you know? You’re full aware of it, aren’t you?
Your next round’s opponent?
Your next opponent may as well be your nephew... Riley, right?”
It is almost as if he sang those words.
“People told me how they caught a glimpse- from one of Johto's gym leaders, while in the VIP area... I find it extremely unlikely that a man like... Morty- I believe that's his name. To be able to afford such an expensive seat... Surround himself with so many other important- and prominent figures... Like us.
And the pokemon... The Masquerade is using?...
Of course, these are all my observations- of course I could be wrong... But you know how unlikely that would be... “
Juan is snickering, letting out a low and deep chuckle as he still wasn’t done speaking.
Despite that- he gives his friend room to say something.
A grin had formed on Richard’s face as well, before anything left his lips.
"Ah... you have always been a very observant man, darling. Of course... 'the Masquerade' has never fooled me. I know him too well - and he is too much like me!
I'm actually looking forward to going all-out against him - my Riley. He's come a long way, since... “
"Will you chéri? Or will you soften up because of who he is?”
Juan interrupted the other man- silencing him right there. He isn’t interested in whatever family drama that could escalate into, that isn’t why he is here. He is here because of the show, to make sure his former student- wouldn’t disappoint him.
“I don’t mean it in a bad way, of course Richard. But, I only expect to see your best here. Am I clear?”
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“I am your son, and you goddamn know it! Stop liying just to try and save your image!”
Juan quietly stands there, he doesn’t even grace his son with a glance at his direction. While the security alongside with his manager expell the man- on his early twenties (around the same age as Wallace), out of the contest hall.
“That guy shouldn’t bother you until we are done here Juan, we are terribly sorry! He somehow was able to slip through security.”
“The nerve! When will that lad learn his lessons?”
The manager comments while he returns to the gym leader, who seemingly acted as though he hadn’t even acknowledged the whole scene.
But the younger man is saying the truth.
“Anyhow, Juan! Are we ready for our Father’s day presentation? Yes, I know you are! Let’s not waste anymore time, shall we get going?”
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