#we'll here you go

[kornstreifs-storys]

Phy

Today I give you a little sneak peak into the next story I'm currently working on.

I will not yet tell you any specifics as to not spoiler and also because I’ve not planned out all of it yet. Still I can say that this Pokemon was what helped me to get the story from a silly short Idea to a potential Series as it gave me a goal to work towards.

Species: New Soul Pokémon Type: Fairy Height: 0,5 m (1'08") Weight: 4,5 kg (9.9 lbs.) Ability: 1. Magic Bounce, 2. - hidden: -

Gender Ratio: Gender unkown Egg Groups: undiscovered Egg Cycles: 120 (30,584–30,840 steps)

EV yield: 3 Sp.Def Catch Rate: 45 (5.9% with PokéBall, full HP) Base Friendship: 100 Base Exp.: 300 Growth rate: Medium Slow

Body Type: Serpentine Footprint: Pokédex entry: This rare Pokemon is always surrounded by a magical Barrier which renders it almost impervious to Special Attacks. Though physical attacks will go right through.

Lore: Phy is a being of Legends from ancient Stories passed around in the Orsus Region. It is well known by the locals that the five Labyrinths dotted around the Region are connected to it though may have forgotten their original purpose of protecting Phy.

Phy itself was created on accident by Arceus and represents the concept of the immortal soul. It never leaves its magic bubble as it struggles to exist outside of it. As a god it’s the counterpart to Mew, the spirit where Mew is the Body. If Mew is the ancestor of all Pokemon, the Phy is the origin of their Souls. As the embodiment of souls Phy doesn’t only give all beings live, but also the capacity to feel emotions. As such this Pokemon is very emphatic and gentle, but stories of People and Pokemon who wronged it also speak of it’s terrible Power.

In the end while Phy might be an enigma to may experts around the world it very well known and revered in it’s home region of Orsus.

Base Stats HP: - 100 Attack: - 50 Defense: - 50 Sp.Atk: - 150 Sp.Def: - 150 Speed: - 100 Total: 600

Damaged normally by: Normal 1×, Fire 1×, Water 1×, Electric 1×, Grass 1×, Ice 1×, Ground 1×, Flying 1×, Psychic 1×, Rock 1×, Ghost 1×, Fairy 1× Weak to: Poison 2×, Steel 2× Immune to: Dragon 0× Resistant to: Fighting 1/2×, Dark 1/2×, Bug 1/2×

Move Set

by Level: 1 - Fairy Wind, Assist 10 - Cosmic Power 20 - Batton Pass 30 - Ominous Wind 40 - Copycat 50 - Heal Pulse 60 - Metronome 70 - Take Heart 80 - Moon Blast 90 - Revival Blessing 100 - Sketch

Egg Moves: -

by TM: (TM's are not avaliable in Ages of Ruin)

This Pokemon can't learn any moves fom TMse learned by this Pokemon

Friend Tutoring: no additional Moves are learned through Friend Tutors

[egophiliac]

GET LOVED, IDIOT

GET LOVED SO HARD YOUR KIDS HOLD HANDS AND POWER-OF-LOVE YOU BACK TO LIFE

sorry guys, this is just my brain now. this is going to be the only thing I think about for the next week at least.

oh and also this

FIVE YEARS IN AND IT'S FINALLY CANON 🎉🎉🎉

WE DID IT

[bigfatbreak]

Birds of a Feather previous / next

[corallapis]

Yeah, but you've got a granddaughter? Like, now? Like, today? Back in our time — my time. Ah! Where is she? I don't know. How can you not know?

[shadowmystpines]

He's had a stressful week how dare you bother him

[demaparbat-hp]

Want to know what I believe? It's right here

Dig a little deeper and it's crystal clear

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(WIP)

[nicoleanell]

2.08 And That's the End of It. There's Nothing Else.

[another-goblin]

2.0 SPOILERS

This is what he felt he needed to apologize for.

[egophiliac]

I loved your drawing(and I love your style in general) with Leia in your recent post! If/when you have time can we see more of her in your style? I get so happy whenever I actually see people mention/talk about her and she’s not just forgotten because we didn’t get to see much of her. 😭

thank you! 💙💙💙 Leia/Leah/Lea/whatever is fascinating to me. she is the ultimate unknown. what was she like? how involved (or even aware of any details of the invasion) was she? Silver's basically a physical carbon copy of his biodad, so what did he get from her? like, I understand why the two of them kind of have to stay as these super vague and mysterious figures -- the whole point of them is that their story ended 400+ years ago and they're not really relevant anymore (and. well. the more that gets explained about them, the less that can just kinda be handwaved as "oh the politics were Very Messy") (we can sit here and theorize all day but let us acknowledge that, ultimately, canon gave us almost nothing about them post-Meleanor and we'd just be making things up). I do still wonder about her though! RIP Lea, we never knew you and we probably never will.

actually you know what, as long as we're here, I think I WILL go ahead and just make some stuff up about what Silver might've inherited from her instead.

[shopwitchvamp]

Ouija Skaters are BACK, but there's also a chance this will be the last time ever. Come grab a preorder if you want one! If they do well enough I'll save them from retirement~ 🖤witchvamp.com🖤

[xxplastic-cubexx]

i have to say i love the art from your pfp where erik's holding charles it looks so sassy idk i love seeing erik holding charles in various ways and you just draw that perfectly thank you very much erik please do carry charles everywhere he's a princess and he deserves that

thank you my friend !! he is his princess thats so true .....

[pempempemto]

rare pempem fnaf posting because dual process theory's fnaf timeline(the portion with the vengeful spirit michael theory) sent michael afton barrelling through my brain for a brief moment. vengeful spirit michael is something ive never considered what the hell . thats . oooh . shitt.

[sincerelyrf]

me: *seeing people yell about how they did Glintshore & Percy's death in the show*

also me: ..................anyway

[naffeclipse]

I've been musing over a few thoughts inspired by this ask about a mafia-ish style of Apex Polarity without it being too close to Pearl Eye, and after watching a few videos of Orcas hunting their prey (which included dolphins), landed on a sort of Mafia inspired Apex Polarity AU

Also not to add another Y/N to Orclipse's growing collection but this Y/N is a white-beaked dolphin. Look! They're so beautiful!

Sirens are cunning, brutal, and take everything with teeth and claws. The strongest kill and maim at a whim. As a siren who's not particularly strong, though incredibly agile, with a tail streamlined and dark gray with white patches, fins curved and mostly black, you're somewhere at the bottom. You're doing your best to survive and avoid trouble. You pick your battles and you pick your escapes, and most importantly, you stay alive.

But then you do something really stupid: you venture where you shouldn't have.

You don't usually swim so far up north but you're hungry, and the thought of a few tasty squids distracts you from the silent waters and vast, blue emptiness. You realize a bit too late that you're not the only one hunting.

You catch the first orca siren in the distance as a dark figure, and then another. Two who immediately cut through the water, charging straight for you like shadows. Though you turn tail and bolt, you quickly spot them in the corner of your vision. They easily keep pace, their size and strength overwhelming as they flank you on both sides, wide grins flashing their deadly teeth. You can hardly look at the mismatched color of their eyes as you dodge and weave, diving down only to be cut off by one with midnight blue colors at the tip of his flukes, and shooting off to the left just to almost be snatched by the black-bone claws of a siren with bright yellow fins framing his head.

They're toying with you. You know that for a fact in how they just barely keep back, corraling you onwards, draining your already spent energy, and picking at your panicking pulse. You have no choice but to avoid the edges of their jaws and the tips of their talons, and swim in the direction they want.

You near a field of ice floes floating on the water, and though you cut into the jagged structures dipping into the sea, the orca sirens never lose you. A desperate need for air pushes you onward. One small drop of hope still burns in your chest. Despite the aching of your muscles, you steal a gulp of oxygen and dip back down once more, charging away—

Only to run smack into a third orca siren.

This one grabs you, his burning red and orange colors filling your vision. The other two orcas join to help their kin keep you in place long enough for you to truly regret ever venturing here. Between the three of what you can only assume are brothers, hands hooked over you shoulders, claws clutching your wrists, and palms pressing into your hips, you're a fish caught in a net.

You brace for a voilent end. It never arrives. Instead of digging into your sweet meat, the sirens offer you a deal. The tips of sharp fingertips trace your jawline and the soft inside of your arms and down your slick tail while they explain.

You keep watch for human ships and report back when they're getting close, and in exchange, you get the best food you can imagine, the entire Arctic Ocean to swim, and anything else you'd like. The best benefit? You're under their protection. Of course, they expect utter loyalty from you. You are no one else's. Failure to devote yourself to this work and the brothers would mean a grisly fate, but hey, you're nothing if not eager to not be torn apart. So you agree.

You have a few questions about this whole arrangement, struggling to understand why they, powerful orca sirens, bother with a smaller fish like you when they could rip you limb from limb and be done. What's with the human ships? Why task you to this? Are you just fodder so they can keep their fins nice and unscabbed? They reassure you that they'll explain in due time (the sunny one booping your nose, much to your chagrin), but for now, all you know to know is that the human ships are a problem, and you are their solution for it. You've never really encountered humans before, but they've never really encountered sirens, or so you thought.

The burning red one lets you go, but you don't slip away too far before he tugs on your flukes and tells you to follow him. It's not a request. The darker blue one leaves for a moment, jetting away as the other two guide you to a nice resting place on an icy shore. They introduce themselves, and then their brother reappears with a squid in hand, half dead, and an insistence that you eat—they could tell during the chase that you didn't have all your energy.

And that's how you unwittingly join a very powerful pod of orca brothers who may or may not be teasing and taunting you simultaneously.

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

Hello may 31th anon! Look at that, another year behind us and a new one to come. Have a nice day! ₍՞◌′ᵕ‵ू◌₎♡

[televisionenjoyer]

If I could leave, I would've already left, I would've already left. [x]