#pokemon pathways

[modeus-the-misanthrope]

I think this is where my Shonen anime, Fight-o Fight-o time! nerd is gonna show. But the chicanery your rival in Pokemon Pathways pulled on day 1 of being in the A-Class has made him go from rolling my eyes at his angsty dialogue, to respecting him as my number 1 hater.

This whiney, shit talking, Jabroni! Was so pissed off that instead of graduating to the next class alone, I showed up to it with him. Side by side, that he throws a full blown temper tantrum. He screams at you in class until the teacher intervenes, one-shots her pokemon. (Which would normally make me roll my eyes, and it did the first time it happened.) But then he demands you fight him next. And wether or not you win or lose, that isn't enough. He STARTS A TURN BASED FIST FIGHT! IN A POKEMON GAME! He hates me so much, he NEEDS to box me....I can respect that. Esrever is now my favorite Romhack/Fangame Rival.

[hapticthing]

Here's the sprites for my pathways guy >:}} They don't really match the pokemon style too well but I had tons of fun making aer into a sprite :}} I also got some clips of him in motion

[bunny-apple-academy]

Oof never been good at intros, what to say....

Uh hi hello. I'm Bunny. I'm currently a student at Apple Academy.

I'm hoping to get a daycare license some day but I also battle quite a bit, both with my Pokemon and with my fists.

My main partners right now are MIDI, Swamp, and Aspen. But I love all my Pokemon equally.

MIDI - MIDI is my Emolga. I met him in the Thunder Factory of the C-Class floor. He managed to put up a bit of a fight but I managed to catch him and now we're very close! He really likes singing and dancing, though he can be a bit clumsy.

Aspen - Aspen is a Meowscarada and was my very first Pokemon! I first got him as a Sprigatito when I was accepted into Apple Academy and he has grown up a lot since being with me.

Swamp - Swamp's a very energetic and protective Vaporeon. He comes from one of the D-Class fields. Swamp is always eager to fight, always so full of energy. He also is quite cuddly with me.

divider by pkmnbxtch

[leafiiiii]

probably the only one ever to make Pokemon Pathways fanart but this guy is such a loser I need to bully him (slash loving

[grandmasickomode]

Sorry if Ive been quiet here, been super into Pokemon Pathways where one of my ocs wants to beat her rival to death with a shovel.

[yellowstonegoes]

Not an artist or anything But! I LOVE TONY!!! best boy, cant argue with me at all

[caravanlurker]

I forgot to take screenshots oops. I was a bit sad that Akiza brushed me off bc she thought I was a square (well, it's true but still!) but after investigating some ghosts with Yariette and Hyun and that other guy we've upgraded into kinda friends.

Her dialogue even changed too! Now she talks to me like she wants to sse me rise up from being such a square lol and even cheered for me after winning a fight at the dojo (I did NOT know that would have an interaction--woah!)

I can't wait to see how the rest of the game turns out and im finally getting used to the energy-interactions system, it's actually pretty cool! Since I forget to SS often, maybe I should just do after-play doodles instead? Or a kinda mix aaaah

[gaugedgauntlet]

two very similar guys who have a lot in common!! never let them meet or interact with each other in any way

[ghost-of-ecruteak]

Has the @interregionalgyminspections hit your gym up, yet? I hear they don't like bottomless pits very much.

I don't believe they have, no. Though, I assure you the pit is perfectly safe. The ghosts deliver any who might fall off the walkway.

[modeus-the-misanthrope]

Haven't been posting about my progress in Pokemon Pathways, but I wanna say that is purely because I didn't wanna rehash posting what I did the last time...only slightly to the left, as it were. I am now however about to reach where the game bugged out on me last time, with as fully prepped of a team as I could manage.

All of them are named after foods related to what they are btw...except for Muk. I am unsure if I will be keeping Muk after I get access to some other mons.

Here are my character stats, btw. With the main focus being my attack stat not dropping below 100, because you get more health and damage in the human vs human fights per 50 strength. And Esrever's ass is gonna want to throw hands after we pokemon battle.

[hapticthing]

|"You'll take me out for icecream if I beat his ass, riiiiight?"

"Ughhh, fine."|

Drew this for the art tournament in the Pathways server!! Everyone's art looks so good but I can't wait to se the other submissions oughh!!

[bunny-apple-academy]

guess who got to the B-Rank class!

i managed to catch a few new partners as celebration, a Zubat and a Weezing.

And some eggs my Mawile had finally hatched. They're all nice and healthy and strong!

lost a battle in front of born again tho, hope he isn't too upset with how weak i am....

[ditzyclown]

Me on pokemon Pathways hypnotizing and then hexing my opponent's pokemon for the 6th time with my Gengar named NomNom

[antihibikase]

"Passiveness, a state of complete neutrality. Positively associated with patience and obedience, negatively associated with apathy and stagnation."

There was no rhyme or reason to the pattern of his answers.

A student that did not care for their exams would have dotted their answers carelessly, the marks they've left behind barely staying within the circle and a student that cared too much would have penned their essay in great length to appease its reader, with no truth nor ideal to call their own.

With great caution, the pencil marks stayed within its designated zone, yet parts remained unshaded.

The essay was curt, straight to the point, not straying beyond the lines, yet the content was unsure of its intentions and implications.

A people-pleaser? A manipulator? A doormat? A bootlicker?

No.

Wide-eyed and afraid, an outer that was hugging his own body close to himself, a hat that hid him from the rest of the world, the hands that closed in themselves in an effort to seem small,

It was just an indecisive child, afraid and worried- nothing special, nothing noteworthy.

Just like everyone else.

Still, as Mr. Dee offered them their Oshawott, he couldn't help but glance at the silhouette of their mentor waiting outside the classroom.

He wonders why such an unassuming child, who could not meet the gaze of his classmate who stared with such scrutiny, would choose the dragon monarch to be his guide to the academy.

He later watches that child be whisked away into the cafeteria, dragged into a scuffle with another S-Rank student and their own mentee- and subsequently treated to a Casteliacone, which he opts to offer to his Pokemon instead of eating for himself while Born was not looking.

...

Mr. Cee awaits the newcomer to his class, and is pleasantly surprised to see them patiently waiting outside the room- as if they had not earned their way to the top, with three Pokemon on their belt.

And a strange artifact in their bag.

He greets them- and their Oshawott, strangely unevolved compared to its other teammates, and invites them to join the rest of his students,

When the dragon monarch interrupts with a proud smile, proclaiming he was taking matters into his own hands and bringing his mentee to the Dragon's Den for a headstart.

He left as quickly as he arrived, and the student meekly excuses himself, apologizing- both for himself and for his mentor.

He's unable to make it back to class in time.

Not that it matters when he locks the room for the night, steps down into the lobby- and spots the child soothing a frightened Vibrava, smaller than its kin, eyes almost watering.

Level 35; lonely nature, strong-willed.

A much lower level than the rest of the dragons in the fields.

And by the looks of it, an abandoned, inexperienced youth- almost like the new trainer that holds it in his arms, as if human practices like hugs and lullabies could soothe a dragon taken out of its element.

No, not quite like its trainer.

The fields of fairies, spirits, and dragons were out of reach, unable to be tamed and mastered by just anyone.

But the dragon monarch's mentee is not just anyone.

After all, it was his first time seeing someone reach out for the Casteliacone that was meant for their consumption, hold it up to the mouth of the dragon- and scream when said dragon reacts like an excitable Lillipup having its first treat.

...

Mr. Bee wonders.

The week has yet to begun, and he has spotted a new file on his desk.

He was in the midst of reading, making his way to the cafeteria for a drink, when he stumbles upon a ruckus in the lobby- one he watches from the distance, curious as to how it ends.

Per usual, the dragon monarch stands before him, addressing a familiar face that has graced his presence once more; the dark prince he discarded, and a mentee of his own.

They're more similar than they think; how such abrasive personalities were trusted to nurture such frightened souls, he did not know.

What he does know, however, is the shiny Nidoking the girl sends out is not her's- and that the Flygon her opponent sends out was once a frightened Vibrava, rescued by Born and his mentee from the claws of a beast.

The battle ends as soon as it begins- and the girl is accused of a crime she does not commit, and is taken away.

Gavin makes no attempt to fight for her name.

Born makes it clear it is not his own responsibility.

Yet, the indecisive child- the one who has yet to evolve his Oshawott, drops his Casteliacone to the floor as he suddenly musters the courage to make his way to the principal's office, proclaiming the innocence of his friend.

For the rest of the week, the child sits in his class, keeping to himself even as Leila all too eagerly pours a strange concoction into his Oran Smoothie.

...

There is nothing but horror that awaits Miss Aye when she hears the frantic scrambling of students huddling around the classroom tower, whispering amongst themselves that the Supreme Five had been gathered following a strange text from one of their mentees.

Born's, to be exact.

"I told him, it couldn't have been them," Akiza repeats to her friends. "He doesn't go into the fields at night."

"He just had an exam today- and he immediately went to the city for an emergency," Yariette adds, a hand over her mouth. "Do you think it had something to do with his father?"

"He hates the cold." Hyun's arms are crossed- but his eyes are locked on the staircase leading to the field floors. "He would never have arranged a meeting in that place- as if he had something to hide from us."

"Especially not from Born."

Born himself was like a dragon, many would agree- his strength, his arrogance, how his presence commands attention and admiration from all, daring many to claim his crown as the academy's strongest.

But she wondered, like most dragons, he hated the cold.

Exo would keep him warm.

But what about his mentee?

She doesn't need to think for too long.

Born and Elisia emerge not too long later, accompanied by the B-Rank fields' warden and another S-Rank student- the one Elisia had dethroned the previous year.

She couldn't help but notice the shivering body Born was carrying on his back, frost still clinging to their clothes.

She also couldn't help but notice Casteliacones on the table of the lobby, clearly a celebratory gift, now melted onto the surface.

Gavin is taken away, Lygn gives Born a stern warning- and Born's mentee barely raises up their head from his shoulder, as if to defend him from what was the truth.

Or to acknowledge that, despite everything, he'd put his faith in his hands.

...

The little saint-to-be becomes an S-Rank student not too long after his mentor reaches an epiphany- and subsequently challenges the school principal, wanting to spread his wings.

There's been no update on that, however.

Arlo Fyor is joined by his apprentice in their semi-weekly prayer at the shrine outside the academy.

For today's offering, their Pokemon- now evolved into a Dewott, brings up a Casteliacone as thanks.

One that was most definitely from Born.

"I'm lactose intolerant," They admit, almost deadpan. "But I don't want to say no when Born asks."

He nods in acknowledgement, though he knows he would be coming back to the shrine later to clean up the mess, lest the bugs get to it first.

"Why is it that you chose to be a saint?"

"Um, well, I was told you specialized in a specific set of types- and I just so happen to have those types, and-"

Dewott looks up at him; and the Togekiss in his Pokeball rattles, as if to reassure him.

"When we were at the Dragon's Den, Born asked Felix why his Riolu hadn't evolved yet- and he implied it was because they didn't have a strong enough bond, and that Riolu itself could not be strong,"

He bit his lip.

"I thought I was holding Oishi," His Oshawott. "Back. She wouldn't evolve. I trained harder until she did. But after what happened with Gavin-"

Even now, his hands still felt cold.

"I didn't pick him because I wanted to be the strongest in the academy, I picked him because I wanted to surpass myself- the me that entered this academy and didn't know what I wanted."

There is no change in his aura when he confesses such a thing.

"Oishi doesn't want to evolve anymore, and I won't force her to. I want to- I want to show Born I can be strong, even if my strength is different from how a dragon would see it."

A child that allowed themselves to be dragged into the affairs of the dragon monarch and the dark prince like a Hopip in the spring breeze was suited for the role he had chosen- and despite the murky waters of his aura months ago, it has long since cleared.

Yet, beneath its waters, darkness remained.

Not that it mattered too much.

The child, heir of the dragon monarch, was still human after all.

[rainbowgod666]

Me as a child: there is absolutely no real way anything metaphysical has anything even "resembling" genitalia, or reproductive organs at all. For the entities in question do not Reproduce Like That

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