#schattenfanger

[skullkxd]

@schattenfanger said: Oh no you DON’T

YOINK.

Honestly! Michael isn’t even that much taller than them. How the heck did he manage to do that? Ree cranes their neck to look at the redhead, and huffs.

“About time you showed your face, Mikey! Is that any way to treat Alola’s brand new champion?”

[fleurladari-a]

" good morning. "

A box, was the best way to describe the 'enclosure' Michael would find himself in. Within it, there were basic necessities, some luxuries as well. A couple of books, some writing utensils and other such similar material on a desk. Near that was a bed, one that looked comfortable, to say the least. Though what might stick out the most, was the chair, if one could call it that. Mechanical in nature with panels that remained locked close, around it were indications in the ground and the ceiling above it. Indication that something might come out from the locked area. Though as of now, it simply resembled if someone turned a surgical table into something a little more befitting of better posture, perhaps.

Just outside the clear enclosure sat Lysandre, next to a computer, buttons and consoles. Screens and monitors displaying different pieces of information. Some aligning with little dials and and pieces that were attached to places like Michael's throat, his wrist, his back. Things that if he tried to remove, would cause a slight shock, followed by if necessary, a sedative to keep the nerves more relaxed.

It was all precautionary, of course. Though in Lysandre's mind, all he saw was a lab rattata with a new disease he couldn't help but want to rip into.

" my deepest apologies for that little prick in your neck, my boy. it was necessary. as is all of this. "

@schattenfanger

[tellnxlies]

michael 🤝 naomasa 🤝silva

radiating energy that is...really not what humans should

[voidfell]

FROM THE INBOX: how you do anything is how you do everything. (to leon) / @schattenfanger

"Yes, exactly, you get it!"

Leon had no idea what he got, but he was very, very sure that Michael got it. He related to that one sentence very, very much. Leon had gotten where he was through a lot of hard work-- and a lot of luck if he was being honest. But that was absolutely how you did anything, and how you did everything, so it tracked.

[meistoshi]

@schattenfanger sent : ❛ This is reckless. And you’re gonna get somebody killed. ❜ ╱ glass onion, a knives out mystery.

❛  well, if " somebody " doesn't come with, no one's gonna have to worry 'bout anybody dying. you can disapprove from a distance, y'know. ❜ he's had enough of this kind of talk from takeshi to last him a very extended lifetime, thanks.

[coeurlxss]

"Nothing wrong with sharing some knowledge!"

[orreanintrepidness]

"Better idea. Why don't you just go vanish in the desert or something. I ain't content lettin' Orre drag behind the rest of the world like most of you worthless dregs."

[horizonboundtrainer]

@schattenfanger X

"Everything comes with uncertainty just like everything you do's got consequences. It's easier to figure out the best course of action once you know 'em well enough to adapt to their type of stupidity."

And sometimes the best solution is beating the shit out of your former friend and hogtying them to the nearest heavy object.

[gnzma]

@schattenfanger

Is it possible to reach peak dumbass? [ YES OR NO ; ACCEPTING ]

"Nope."

there's no peak. you can always be worse!

[skullkxd]

@schattenfanger said:

"back by unpopular demand... me." and now an awkward wave.

“—!!!!!

MIKEY!”

Before Ree can even think twice, their body moves. They yank themself from their wheelchair and crash against their friends body, hands flinging around his neck into a hug.

“Mikey! Mikey! Shit, man, where have you been? So much has happened! I — ow, ow, okay, hold on, I need to get back in my chair —”

[fleurladari-a]

Describe me (for Augustine)

Love. Naïve. Foolish and daft, yet charming and beautiful. Smart and communicative, unbelievable in it's sheen. A statue of mine, that might be decorated to my favour. Yet alive, alive for now and breathing beautifully, willingly, to the rhythm of my voice, my hand.

Let me guide it, a face that is a perfect fit within my hands, eyes that should remain on mine. Lost, lost it in all, a maze I am trapped in, yet one that i am forced to break down.

My shining moon, my beautiful flower, my blooming petals. I am dearly sorry, a glass sculpture too delicate to keep living in the path you walk upon.

Just stay, stay with me. On this path right behind you.

@tumblestones

[seginbeats]

Roses are red

Roses are yellow

Roses are white

Roses are so many colors

This poem’s gotten out of hand

"Yo there's so many colors but when are we gettin' GLOW IN THE DARK ROSES? Like I ain't a flower guy but I'd be MAD BLUSHIN' if someone gave me a bouquet of like-- trippy glowin' roses," oh, now his mind was going on a tangent.

"Shit would look cool. . ."

[tellnxlies]

Rex is the only valid one /j

No but I get it, I just really got whiplash with looking to see when they were last in and it was 2007

[laprimera]

[meistoshi]

@schattenfanger : satoshi handshake you: has something for that

there is a 3 circle venn diagram between me, satoshi, & diego marquez. you either see the vision or you dont.

[monterraverde]

"How many jobs do you think is too many jobs for one person?" He's talking about himself, unaware of how easily it could also apply to one of Rika's own coworkers. "I'm asking for science."

"Three. Speaking from experience- Both for myself and my co-worker who's doing Insurance on top of Gym and Elite four duties."