#ic: giratina

[catadioptrics]

,,˙ɯᴉɥ ɹoɟ ǝɹǝɥʇ ǝq sʎɐʍlɐ llᴉʍ ɥʇɹoʍǝƃpƎ ƃuᴉpunoɹɹns sɹoɹɹoɥ ʎlplɹoʍɹǝɥʇo ǝɥʇ 'ǝslǝ ƃuᴉɥʇou ɟI,,

[catadioptrics]

The moment Izanami made her way into the Distortion World, she could feel the entire dimension rumbling around her, crackling with a red-hot aura of rage and then slowly but surely returning to a calmer state. Even then, that sense of tension permeated through every molecule, every atom of the area the goddess found herself in. The creator of that dimension knew she was there, and they weren’t happy about her presence.

But even then, just like when that Latias- or rather, that other Arceus?- showed up to inform them about the events transpiring in the gods’ realm outside of that dimension, ultimately Izanami wasn’t exactly causing any problems and she seemed willing to just have a conversation. Right, she may be an uninvited guest, but she’s still a guest, and it won’t hurt to hear out whatever she has to say before sending her on her way.

It wouldn't take long for them to greet her in person, appearing out of thin air like some sort of ghost... because that's exactly what they are. Since Izanami was in a human form, it only made sense for them to use a human form themselves, as it made for easier communication.

,,˙dn ʍoɥs oʇ noʎ ɹoɟ ǝʞɐʇ p’ʇᴉ ƃuol ʍoɥ ƃuᴉɹǝpuoʍ sɐʍ I,, In comparison to the more measured tone they had for Heidi, they had very little patience for Izanami and didn't want to bother with frivolities. ,,¿uǝɥʇ 'sǝɯɐƃ ƃuᴉʎɐld ǝuop ʎllɐuᴉɟ ǝɹ’noʎ ʇᴉ ǝʞɐʇ I ˙pǝuǝddɐɥ ʇɐɥʍ ʇnoqɐ ǝɯ ploʇ pɹᴉq ǝlʇʇᴉl ∀,,

@catadioptrics liked for a starter

Honestly? It just feels so strange to venture into this world again. After dying, being a ghost, closing loose ends, and finally making peace with herself, she never thought that she'd be in this situation again. It made her... uncomfortable to say the least.

Just what made her come back? Why did she come back? Was there some purpose? Is something else at play?

She couldn't stop circling these questions ever since the day she hatched out of the egg, made even worse after seeing her daughter and counterpart, her successor, and even her granddaughter. The world has already moved on without her just like she wanted, and yet... she's back.

Nonetheless, what matters is that she's here now, and what matters is that there are likely those that she left that she feels bound to pay a visit.... After all, better her now than a warning from Heidi later.

That's why she's in the Distortion World. That's why this copy of her effortlessly made her way inside and is now sitting on one of the smaller platforms. If there was anyone that her physical appearance would be more beneficial to have than a second-hand account, it would be Giratina. She just hoped that this doesn't end terribly.

"I don't believe that I need to make myself known, but in case I do, I hope you didn't miss me too much while I was gone, Giratina."

And now all she needed to do was wait for the appearance.

[feliciadraws]

some dumb poorly edited Photoshop meme edit I made based on an equally dumb au from a friend Discord server where Volo Pokemon Legends is forced to work in McDonalds and deliberately screws around with the customers and their orders because he can't fight any gods here

[luckyshinyhunter]

Can we talk about how amazing the animation for the Pokemon TCG commercials are, they cooked without any crumbs!

[kharmii]

Where Cynthia interacts with her ancestor (who might be alive due to being immortal).

Art credit: みじゅくま@mijukuma Twitter.

[perish-song]

(from Sinsibs Galadriel) "Sorry for eavesdropping but you said you're Entei-apologies, brother has passed? And another Entei has not manifested to tend to the domain? Why is that? If you don't mind me asking."

“Sol…our Ho-Oh…is the goddess of rebirth. So in order for someone like us to be born there has to be a Pokémon that’s the perfect fit. And there’s the fact she’s not willing to have a new Entei yet. I understand her feelings but it’s a lot of work on Kat and I when we have our own domains to watch over.” She said with a heavy sigh.

@sinnohsiblings

[goldensunset]

kieran’s champion battle theme is a banger i’m literally feeling residual fear and stress listening to it even afterwards

[abyssonance]

They don't know what queer is.

But you better be respecting them rights.

[catadioptrics]

,,˙sǝʌlǝsɯǝɥʇ ɹoɟ ʇᴉ ɟo ǝɔǝᴉd ɐ ǝʌɐɥ uɐɔ ʎǝɥʇ oS,,

,,˙ǝɹoldxǝ oʇ ʎʇlǝʌou ǝɹoɯ ǝuo ʇsnɾ sɐ pɐǝʇsuᴉ ʇnq 'ǝsɹǝʌᴉun ǝɥʇ ɟo ɔᴉɹqɐɟ ǝɥʇ oʇ ʇɐǝɹɥʇ ɐ sɐ ʇᴉ ǝǝs ʇ,uop suɐɯnH,,

CONFUSED DRAGON NOISES

"Then why doth the humans clamber for it so? I see no other reason to descend it!"

[volo-omnia]

"ALMIGHTY ARCEUS ABOVE! BEHOLD THE GLORIOUS CONCLUSION TO MY LONG EFFORT!"

Behold, all encompassing one! See the years of my toil and creation, for this is my Tower of Babel, every act a stone building up and all accumulating into this final act!

Hear my prayers! For as the most devoted worshipper, this shall be the final act of worship before this world falls away. This grand end to all creation is sure grant your gaze.

Look upon thine eyes, for your shrines have fallen away, your celestial people have long gone, and your true name disappears upon the wind.

Come down almighty one! Answer my call! Answer me just this once.

Witness my work, witness your unloved child, and see how your chosen holy hero has fallen.

Come down Arceus.

Look at me.

Look at me.

Look at me.

[catadioptrics]

,,˙ʇsᴉdɐɹǝɥʇ ɹnoʎ ɯ,I puɐ ɐuᴉʇɐɹᴉפ sᴉ ǝɯɐu ʎW,,

[ask-imaginary-dreamers]

Solavi @ Casey: "Hello!" She flies over, a smile on her face as always, "oh! You look so cool! I've never seen a Pokemon like you before, but I'm new to Earth, so that makes sense. This is the distortion world, yeah?" the environment was familiar, "Sooo, have you met Giratina yet, or any other Gods? That'd be pretty cool, you know, if this Giratina is a nice one."

@asksavel

[catadioptrics]

”˙sʎɐp ǝsǝɥʇ ɟo ǝuo uoᴉsuǝɯᴉp sᴉɥʇ ɟo ǝpᴉsʇno ʇǝǝɯ ǝʍ ɟᴉ ǝsuǝs ǝɹoɯ ǝʞɐɯ ʎlqɐqoɹd ll’ʇI ˙ʎɹoʇs ƃuol ɐ s’ʇI“ The deity said with a relaxed smile, snapping their fingers in order to materialize a floating chunk of rock for themself to sit on and get into a more comfortable position. ”˙puɐʇsɹǝpun noʎ ʎlǝɹnS ˙lɐnbǝ uɐ sɐ sɹǝɥʇo oʇ ʞɐǝds oʇ ɹǝᴉsɐǝ s’ʇᴉ ʇɐɥʇ os ɹǝuuɐɯ lɐnsɐɔ ǝɹoɯ ɐ uᴉ ɟlǝsʎɯ ʇuǝsǝɹd oʇ ɹǝɟǝɹd ʇsnɾ I 'ǝldɯᴉs ʇᴉ dǝǝʞ oʇ ʇn𐐒“

They listened quietly to Heidi’s words, giving her as much time as she needed in order to figure out how to express herself. It’s not like there was anything else to do in that place, after all.

”˙ǝuoʎuɐ dlǝɥ ʇ’usǝop uoᴉʇɐlosᴉ ʇɐɥʇ sᴉ ǝɯᴉʇ ɹǝʌo pǝuɹɐǝl ǝʌ’I ƃuᴉɥʇ ǝuo 'ʍouʞ no⅄“ Having spent billions of years isolated in their own world, Giratina knew that from experience. ”¿ǝǝɹƃɐ noʎ ʇ’uo◖ ˙pǝɹɐɥs ǝɹ’ʎǝɥʇ ɟᴉ ʎɹɹɐɔ oʇ ɹǝᴉsɐǝ ǝɹɐ suǝpɹnq ǝɯos puɐ 'ʞlɐʇ oʇ pǝǝu noʎ uǝɥʍ uǝʇsᴉl ʇsnɾ uǝʌǝ ɹo sɯǝlqoɹd ɹnoʎ ɥʇᴉʍ dlǝɥ oʇ ƃuᴉllᴉʍ ǝɹɐ oɥʍ sɹǝɥʇo ǝʌɐɥ noʎ suɐǝɯ ʇɐɥ┴ ˙ʎlᴉɯɐɟ ɐ ǝʌɐɥ no⅄“

Been through a lot. That's... honestly a good way to put it. Everyone says that you never know how things change in a few years and yet no one could have predicted her position from the moment she regained her memory. Heidi nodded. "Yeah. Definitely a lot."

In terms of Giratina's question, however, it was hard for her to properly parse it into words. "How do I feel...?" She needed a second to think about it. She's been so bogged down with either her new responsibilities or catching up with her families that she's never stopped to think about how she felt throughout all of this. "Well, I... I guess the best way to put it is 'overwhelmed', really. Sure, I guess I had my own responsibilities in the past, not to mention gathering and protecting the remains of my old family, and that was a lot for me, but to add on top of that all of the responsibilities of an Arceus... it's exhausting, really."

Heidi let out a sigh. Actually, saying all of that was surprisingly helpful.

Heidi paused before giving Giratina another look. "That form you're taking... Is it something that you've made wholecloth or.... What's the story behind it?"

[solaris-arceus]

do you like women.

Women 👍

Women 👍

Women 👍

//Yeah, I like women, but I'm demi (also, you still did not send a tilde (~))

[shadowsandkingdom]

Universe Curator Log #2

Chosen name: Cat's Paw

Universe Signifier: Universe C, Cluster A

Title: Banishment of Baneful Light

Power: Decrowned Insurrectionist (Created by an Arceus)

Appearance: Not far off from the "base model". Patterns are a bit droopy, possibly as an effect of being feathered instead of scaled or having exposed skin. Is missing the left eye and has taken quite a bit of damage to the carapace and skin in that area. Wings have been replaced with pieces from the Ring of Arceus, making flight impossible.

I got a little wordy.

...This is my friend, Cat's Paw.

So um. Let's start off with his name, then. It's one he picked recently, because the one his creator gave him was kinda bad. He said it's a constellation? I don't study the stars, though. Either way, it's really cute! Sometimes I just call him Cat.

He behaves like a cat, to top it off. He's really lazy and loafs all the time. Which I guess is fair, after what happened to him, but I think he's specifically loafing instead of just laying on purpose.

N E ways. You're probably wondering what a "Title" is in this context. It's a kind of name that only some people have. I don't have one, but I can see other people's names. So, I knew his pretty quickly. "Banishment of Baneful Light" is probably a reference to all that effort he went through to stop the Light from spreading. Since that, yknow, would've been bad.

I think the Distortion World and Hall of Origin fiascos also kind of contributed to that name though.

"Power" is a stand-in word because what I mean by it is super long and boring. What I mean is "what was this person created to do vs. what they ended up doing" basically. Cat's Paw was a Giratina created by an Arceus to be normal and stuff. He decided fuck that, and overthrew that Arceus, landing him the "Insurrectionist" part.

The "Crowned" part, on the other hand. Well.

A Crowned Legendary is the most powerful instance of that Legendary for that universe. It's also usually the first one created in that universe. Cat fit both of those requirements for quite a while, but, well.

During the Millennium War, he sacrificed everything he had to seal away the Arceus. And, sure, he ended up getting some of what he sacrificed back, but he never got back even an ounce of his original power. Everything he has now is just from absorbing stray Distortion.

So. Um. Since he was no longer the most powerful, he lost being Crowned. Now his universe doesn't have a true Crowned Giratina, but he's been training his little fawn to become a new Crowned.

At the very least, his Distortion World is mostly self-sustaining, as they tend to be.

It was also when he sealed away the Arceus that he lost his eye and took so much damage to his physical form. And that's, well, taken an emotional toll, as well. And I'm pretty worried, I guess.

Cat admitted to me that his creator (Cat said father but I don't want to give that Arceus that kind of respect) kind of convinced him that only he and Cat were perfect beings. But, the thing is, Cat kinda... Hates perfection? Like. A lot.

Because the damage he's taken to his body was that Arceus's fault, the damage is also "perfect" in nature, the way Cat sees it.

And I dunno he told me not to worry about it but I know it wears him down sometimes to appear "so ugly" (rough translation of what he said) and be so perfect at the same time. I just don't know how to convince him to take charge and make himself imperfect at this point

Cat's paw is my best friend, one of the only other Giratinas I know, and the first I've met to truly understand what it means to be a Giratina, to be a protector of life.

He means a lot to me, and I really hope he never finds this post.

[dawnedon]

Dawn hadn't slept at all for the night, not even after the clock had struck midnight. For her, her New Year's didn't end there. Color was already beginning to bleed into the dark skies, hearkening the sun's eventual arrival.

She could feel the chill in the air from the frigid seas upon her face, the cold keeping her more awake and alert than normal. The rest of her body was cradled in a wetsuit, insulating her from Sinnoh's unforgiving sea.

Emperor stood next to her, eyeing the inky waters. As rough and cruel as the ocean could be, she was calm this morning. The waters along the southern edge of the region battered rocky outcrops, being a treacherous length of sea for even the most seasoned of sailors to traverse. Today, it was almost as if the ocean was welcoming them.

The pair made their way to the water, Dawn tossing her braid over her shoulder. The sea hummed around her as she made her way further in. Lighter blues and teals danced along the rippling waves as the sky lightened with each passing moment. Dawn situated herself on Emperor's back, and the Empoleon cut through the ocean with unmatched grace.

They traveled eastward, Sunyshore passing by on Dawn's left. Light from the lighthouse cut through the remaining bands of darkness, a silent and solitary beacon that kept Sinnoh's sailors safe from the rocky shores.

Throngs of cold-water dwelling pokemon made way for the duo. Separating to let them through, and then converging back together once they'd passed. It was a sight to behold each and every time, despite Dawn having witnessed it several years in a row.

Neither of them ever made any attempts of communication when they were out here like this. They didn't really need to in the first place - they both understood one another on such a deep level that it was unnecessary. It was a time for them both to reflect on themselves, and to bask in the quiet.

Golds and oranges began to bleed into blue hues, pushing the cooler colors away and towards the west. The sun was just about ready to make its entrance, it seemed. It wasn't long before Emperor would stop. Sinnoh was long behind them now, Sunyshore a mere blip on the western horizon. Ahead of them stretched nothing but the endless sea, no other landmasses to be seen.

Dawn could feel a frigid pang in her heart, veins turning to ice for a moment as her head swam. Midnight eyes couldn't help but peer deep into the sea; her gaze was met by bands of glowing red far, far below.

Giratina.

Suddenly, the ocean being so calm made much more sense to her. It was only calm because Giratina willed it. Dawn knew what the goddess of chaos was capable of. She could bring a cataclysm upon this earth with a mere breath, a mere fraction of her power, if she so wished. But instead, Dawn could see a pair of glowing red eyes staring back up at her as Giratina's titanic figure slowly meandered beneath them.

There wasn't the same fear that gripped Dawn's heart after her second run-in with Giratina alongside May. Instead, there was a mutual understanding between the two now. The bottomless gap between the two of them finally had been bridged, though how strong the bridge was was yet to be seen. However... Dawn could only feel a sense of awe as she watched her patron deity, her bonded legendary.

Dawn closed her eyes for a moment, feeling her mind connect to Giratina's. Suddenly, Dawn wasn't in the ocean anymore. They stood before one another, Giratina in her human guise.

'Passing through?' Dawn would question, the words echoing in their shared mindspace. The woman before her would merely nod. Piercing crimson eyes stared into Dawn's very soul, but she did not shake this time.

'Yes,' she'd respond after a moment. Giratina had clearly been gauging the Champion - what she had seen and felt was yet to be determined, but Dawn could tell that Giratina was much more relaxed. 'This is the year of the dragon, after all. I figured showing up might bring you some good luck this year. I think you need it.'

It was hard for Dawn to tell when Giratina was joking, with how dry she usually was. She couldn't help but smile either way, a pleasant feeling tickling her heart. 'That, and I was curious about what you were doing. Going this far east so early? Do you do this every year?'

Giratina definitely had strange ways of showing that she cared - something that Dawn understood very well. They were a lot more alike than she'd thought previously. Despite everything that happened with them, their bond was starting to make more sense to Dawn. She wondered if Giratina could say the same.

'The first sunrise of the year?" Dawn finally replies, before nodding, 'It's part of my New Year's traditions. It's something I've done since I was a kid.' She pauses thoughtfully, eyes meeting Giratina's again. 'Real quick, before I go. Do you... have a shrine, or... a temple, or anything like that? Something I can visit this morning once I get back.'

It was a question the goddess genuinely seemed taken aback by, as if this were the first time anyone had ever asked her such a thing. Giratina's reaction made Dawn feel a bit sad, in a way. A sadness she didn't want to feel too deeply or strongly, lest Giratina be able to tell through their bonded souls.

'There should be one near Sendoff Spring. It's... been so long, though, the path is more than likely overgrown. The shrine itself is probably in total disrepair. It was one of the only structures dedicated to myself that Arceus didn't destroy because it was so well hidden.'

Dawn finds herself nodding solemnly. In her ancestor's journal, Dawn recalled reading an entry detailing three statues of the Creation Trio, with only Giratina's being totally destroyed.

'That's okay. I'll go there later. I can help clean it up a bit.' A sensation of surprise washed over Dawn, though it was not her own surprise she was feeling. Giratina could only blink, before the briefest, tiniest of smiles appeared on her lips. 'You're too much. Every time I think I start to understand you, you do something that makes even me confused. I think you're going to be an enigma to me forever, Dawn.'

The Champion lets out a quiet laugh, shaking her head. 'An enigma to the most eldritch and unknown legendary out there? I'm flattered.' Giratina could only roll her eyes, but the feeling of mirth between the two was palpable.

'I know I'm so much fun to talk to, but you should go before you miss that sunrise of yours.'

And just like that, Dawn would slowly open her eyes. It was like she woke up from a dream. The sea around her was bathed in golden light, and the first few rays of actual sunlight crested over the horizon. Any remaining darkness in the sky was banished as the sun appeared to rise out of the ocean itself. She felt Giratina's presence slowly retreating back to the shores, and she and Emperor were alone once again.

The first rays of morning light felt warm on Dawn's face despite the freezing temperature of the air. It warmed her very heart and soul, instilling a deep sense of peace in her. It was the strangest, most interesting start to her New Year by far - but it wasn't unwelcome. If anything, it only made her more confident that this would be a good year after all.