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POSTED ON Jul 10, 2019 19:22:39 GMT
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there are only a handful of individuals that put fernando on edge. thomas benoit is one of them, one of the few, one of the selective. but it is not the man's prowess or achievements that keep silph on edge. it's benoit's allegiance. he is a man of the league but aligned with neither nor himself. up until the debacle of the rescue the commissioner mission, thomas was strictly in line with the global interpol agency. now, the man works for hoenn and fernando's uncertain whether benoit is an ally, pawn, or liability.

it reminds him of .

down the beaten path lies the verdanturf gym. unsurprisingly, the arena is laid out in the open, much of the town being refocused into reconstruction after team rocket's last attack. fernando ignores the uneasy feeling of prying eyes only because he has his contingencies plans. along side him trail two invisible pokemon, minor streaks of red appearing from time to time but otherwise hidden among the forest's foliage.

the stroll into the forest's depth does little to fatigue fernando. instead, it allows him a chance to steady his mind and self reflect on current events. the time to himself is almost therapeutic, something he'll undoubtedly need for the gym challenge ahead. if only he knew. unfortunately, fernando approaches the gym blindly, unaware of thomas' challenge format.

no different than with , fernando is here for his inspection, hoping to be pleasantly surprised or disappointingly let down.



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POSTED ON Jul 10, 2019 19:47:59 GMT
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To the prying eyes that track the councilman on his trek through the woods, the fact that the Councilman doesn't seem phased in the slightest would catch their interest. Of course, given who the man was, it was to be expected that he wouldn't be worried. Even more, the fact that the man seemed to be enjoying the hike through the woods piqued their interest. Granted, the watchful eyes within the forest were not only there to provide surveillance for their master, but to safeguard the passage of challengers to and from the Gym. The eyes would take notice to the occasional red streak peeking out from the foliage.

Finally, the path would end at a large clearing, with an arena seemingly made from stone in the middle of it. The cyclops strode out from the entrance to the arena, a Zoroark manifesting next to him, dispelling the illusion used to cloak herself. An Alakazam would join him, Teleporting over to the opposite side of the Zoroark. As Thomas eyed his challenger, he would immediately recognize the man. The Councilman was someone he had worked with before, and one of the individuals he had met up with in the aftermath of the rough rescue of the Commissioner. While he was suspicious of the man, and his motives, Thomas nevertheless repressed those feelings, greeting the teal-haired man with a bow.

"Councilman Silph, it's an honor to have you grace us with your presence. I take it you're here to evaluate the Gym?", Thomas would inquire. In truth, he had heard that Fernando had made it a routine act to take on the different Gyms of Hoenn, in order to properly evaluate them. "Allow me to get down to brass tacks: I can either offer you a battle, ranging from three to six Pokemon. Anything within that range will grant you one on one battles, if you so choose. Three or five Pokemon will be limited to one on one battles. Four or six Pokemon will get you a two on two battle. And a full party of six will afford you a triple battle.", Thomas would explain.

"Or, if you'd prefer, my Zoroark here can pit you against one of your deepest fears, or inner demons. The object of the challenge, of course, is to confront and conquer this fear, or demon.", Thomas would add.




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POSTED ON Jul 11, 2019 5:56:20 GMT
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"correct, mister benoit. congratulations by the way. it feels like yesterday we were discussing your worry about being demoted and a possible resignation."

fernando smiles as a courtesy. it's thomas' prompt answer and thorough explanation that makes it genuine. opening up with a standard battle aligns with his own principles and he sees something simple behind it. has always been his catalyst for an ideal gym leader and now fernando has his hope renewed. thomas may prove dangerous but the foundation for a core member of project avalon is right in front of him. for once, everything's going according to plan.

"oh? deepest fears?"

fernando, for all his flaws, knows one thing. fernando eliard silph fears nothing. in that regard, he is perfection incarnate. what is there to fear for the man who conquers all? there is no wall too tall, no valley too wide, or challenge too difficult.

"an interesting take. i'll be trying out that challenge then. however, if any of your pokemon will have to take a look inside my head to create this challenge then i'll have to request that you let my own join in as well. there are some confidential secrets i know that would be highly unethical to share with those that aren't certified for them, even if it's by accident."



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POSTED ON Jul 11, 2019 15:47:07 GMT
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"Thank you, Councilman Silph.", Thomas replies to the man's congratulatory remark. Indeed, it was hard to say goodbye to the International Police. For nearly four years, the organization had been his life. But with the resignation, he found a new purpose in aiding Hoenn in its time of need. Whether that was through philanthropic work, or aiding the League in their fight against Rocket himself, Thomas never gave up on the Region. Indeed, even with the threat of disavowal, he wasn't going to give up.

Thomas listened to the Councilman's reaction, and explanation upon accepting the challenge. While not wanting one's head probed was understandable, Fernando's statement months ago did make it seem suspect. But at the end of the day, he could not subject the Councilman to that without his consent, lest he face grave consequences. So Thomas, with a poker face, went along with it. "Perfectly understandable. While Freke here would indeed provide that function, it's more for convenience than anything. Kuma Lisa can offer an alternative, far less invasive means of identifying this fear, or inner demon.", he would tell the Councilman.

"Whenever you're ready, please step into the middle of the arena.", Thomas would instruct him.




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POSTED ON Jul 15, 2019 9:54:19 GMT
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[attr="class","spiral"] "here."

fernando pauses for a moment, tapping several of his pokeballs and trying to recognize which ones are which. the one he's looking for aren't used often and he loses track of them among the many he has on his person. "should be a musharna, ditto, and kirlia. use them as you see fit." musharna should be able to tap into his dreams and subconscious while kirlia taps into his emotions. the ditto is a wild card that fernando lends thomas so that his challenge may reach the cusp of what he's intended.

without further ado, fernando approaches the middle of the arena, uncertain on what he's about to face.



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POSTED ON Aug 13, 2019 9:00:25 GMT
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Thomas was surprised by the man's offer to assist with Pokemon of his own. While they were indeed effective Pokemon for such a challenge, perhaps Pokemon he'd be on the look out for, for the sake of incorporating them into his challenge, he couldn't help but find the fact that he was carrying these Pokemon on him a bit too convenient for his liking. Perhaps it was simply his nature in questioning everything around him, to the point of being rather paranoid, but Thomas would do his best to suppress these emotions.

"I appreciate the offer, Councilman. I'll put them to good use.", he'd tell the Councilman. He would send out the three Pokemon. From there, Kuma Lisa would take a moment to break down the situation to the trio, letting them know what she was going to do, and how they could help.

Once Fernando was in the middle of the arena, Kuma Lisa would step in front of him. Her form began to shift into varying shapes, as if gaguing a reaction from the man. If anything, it was a sort of Rorschach test in order to determine what got the right reaction from him. The Kirlia in particular would be of great assistance in this endeavor. Once she found something to lock in on, she would begin to tailor her shift shaping in order to close in on that, until she managed to strike proverbial gold. From there, the arena would shift into a setting tailored towards whatever trait she managed to hone in on. The Musharna would be able to use its powers to tap into his subconscious, in order to put his mind in the right state for the challenge.

And once he had arrived in his own personal hell of sorts, the Ditto and the Zoroark would work together to allow his 'nightmare' to take shape.




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POSTED ON Nov 9, 2020 22:07:27 GMT
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[attr="class","spiral"] fernando studies the zoroark with fixed curiosity. it reminds him of and he wonders how her zorua would have fared under him if not for her birthday. he’s vaguely familiar with its ability to create ILLUSION but his imagination can’t even begin to fathom to what lengths thomas will push. everything seems normal until his surroundings meld into something else entirely.

at first, it turns into his mother, shifting to his father after his lack of reaction. as real as they seem, fernando knows they’re both long dead. the illusion will have to be more immersive than that to tug at his fears. he does not fear what he knows isn’t real.

further probing stumbles onto the next biggest influence on his life: elysia. he spares her form a glance, realizing the uncanny accuracy of his deceased lover, breaking out into an uncharacteristic smile. it’s been so long that he’s forgotten the finer details of her skin, of the blemishes he used to intimately trace along while reading tomes of hoenn’s history.

teacher,” he answers, unaware of how much thomas can observe, unwilling to reveal more than he needs to.

she smiles back at him, reciprocating with a wave that fits his own rendition of her instead of natural reaction. “hello, fernando.” and in that, the illusion is shattered. her smile cannot match the phantasm of the original and for that he is both grateful and disappointed, frowning as her figure melt into the ground.

not too bad so far.

the arena shifts again and soon enough they’re no longer in verdanturf. fernando observes the change, recognizing the rocky foundations that surround them. he’s in a cave, obviously, but which one is is left to his imagination until he sounds the unnerving electronic clicking of regirock. they’re back in the desert ruins, just in time for the doors to regirock’s chamber to open.

the attention to detail is astounding. it’s a perfect replica of his memories, filled with the mutilated corpses of the explorers along with @joey .

is he supposed to battle it? admittedly, the spontaneous nature of their encounter had been frightening but something so insignificant wouldn’t compromise being his demon, would it? as if the challenge the challenge itself, he refuses to draw a pokeball, certain that dying here would have no effect on him in reality. which, by all means, is a safe assumption. it’s what happens next that leaves him baffled.

running into the chamber alone catches him off guard. it’s contrary to what happened last time, paving the though that this is some sort of inner turmoil that he’s supposed to conquer. before he can react, perse turns toward the rest of the raid party, extending her hands outward to impede them from moving forward.

stop! regirock’s done nothing wrong.

and, as if brought to life by her ignorance, it comes to life behind her. each dot lights up as the great titan returns to its former glory. without missing a beat, it steps forward, launching a HYPER BEAM that instantly evaporates , , and . he’s about to protest the absurdity of it all but perse continues to intervene.

literally nothing wrong! regirock is a piece of history that we must keep—

the head scientist is splattered like the rest of them, crushed underneath a stone pillar of its legs. is quick to snatch him up, pulling him along as they escape. unfortunately, she too is crushed by a falling boulder — a substitution for his kirlia — as fernando is left alone against the bloodthirsty golem.

fernando’s eyes narrow into a sharp glare. what a stupid thought. there is no way that persephone would be that stupid. and, even if she was, fernando would be the first to advocate for her demise. that is not the woman he knows and trusts. more importantly, that is not the woman he loves. so when the regirock approaches, her remains still coating the bottom of his stubby legs, he doesn’t flinch. unable to kill him, it starts to beep again, blinding him in a HYPER BEAM as the scene goes white.

when he opens his eyes, he’s back in silph co. not hoenn’s silph co. but central headquarters back in saffron, from before the invasion.

from what he remembers of his childhood, he’s in one of the main testing facilities. his father is giving him a tour, walking a much younger, much more naive fernando around. at least until they come across a training room. too short to peer through the glass, his father lifts him onto his shoulder, allowing him a peek.

and that is where we train pokemon to the best of their abilities,” he explains with a fondness fernando doesn’t deserve.

what he sees astonishes him, reminding him that this is nothing more than an illusion. his shock is fleeting and rescinded, triggered from a jump scare more than anything else. beyond the glass window is and , each training alongside their pokemon with the same regiment that fernando uses for his own. the resemblance is uncanny until silas takes out a glock, aiming at several targets and shooting them with an inhuman accuracy.

they’re training for something, he’s not quite sure what, but they’re training for something specific. for a certain moment.

both of them turn to face him, laughing, acknowledging his presence but mocking all the same. it’s infuriating but it’s not too far off from reality. at least that’s his own perception on them.

the scene turns to the slateport invasion and this time he’s spectating from the recesses of ’s office. team rocket floods into league headquarters and he observes with an apathetic frown as their forces put up resistance. at least until dahlia joins the fray. what should’ve been their rallying cry to fight turns into an event that fernando cannot comprehend.

everyone! put your pokemon away. we can solve this with words and compassion.

his eyes narrow, unsure how this divergence will teach him anything.

we’re not here to be mean! i’m sure the rockets have a good reason for what they’re trying to do and we need to respect their choice to do so.

caught between so many events, fernando’s own self-awareness starts to fade as the tumulus nightmare takes over.

his eyes go wide when several members return their pokemon into their balls. headquarters is filled with defenseless peons, each one welcoming their rocket invaders. “how about that? see? we can solve this with peace—” that statement never finishes. a sledge hammer comes down on the skull of an unfamiliar ranger and none are shown any mercy.

only dahlia is left untouched. the most he can do is glare at her in contempt, his internal criticism the closest thing to punishment she’ll ever receive. the scene unfolds and after the fourth or fifth death, he grows bored, snapping back as he rubs his eyes in exhaustion.

he doesn’t have the strength to leave his perch. the sight of approaching in disguise is left unhindered. they disappear from existence with TELEPORT.

the illusion is done and fernando is back where he started, safe within the confines of thomas’ gym. the nature of his hallucinations leave him uneasy if only because he doesn’t comprehend them. was that supposed to be a psychological sign? to tell him something about himself?

congratulations, councilman. you’ve fought off your demons and have earend the right to the demon badge.

he doesn’t dare question the challenge just yet, not in his current state of mind, but accepts the validation with a nod and thanks. he starts to depart, returning his pokemon to their capsules, when he hears someone approach.

branches crack, underbrush rustles. there’s more than just one. several individuals are coming toward them in an encirclement.

well, well, well. if it isn’t the councilman and the new gym leader.

it doesn’t take a head scientist to guess who it is. he responds in kind by croaching, running his fingers over the very pokeballs he had just returned.

battle routine—

no, councilman. this is my gym. i got this. this is my territory and i’ll show these rocket scum why they should’ve stayed disbanded.

fernando ignores thomas only because they’re surrounded by at least a dozen grunts. assuming they sport six pokemon each, they’ll need all the help that they can get. he immediately releases his glalie and it spins into a PROTECT upon materialization. the green barrier protects them from several attacks but several weavile feathers pierce through it and skewer his pokeballs, placing them under an EMBARGO and preventing him them from further use.

benoit!

he turns to face thomas just in time to catch the gym leader enter hand-to-hand combat with one of the grunts. with an expertise fit for an elite interpol agent, thomas grabs the grunt by his wrist, flipping him onto his back, disarming his knife in an effortless throw.

a familiar voice rings from thomas’ back pocket.

agent benoit, this is comissioner goode. you are not to harm a hair on any of those rocket members. remember, we fix our problems with our feelings and our love for one another. with friendship and inclusion, anything is possible!

fernando’s eyes go wide at the realization that he might still be in an illusion but at this point he can’t be too sure. it all feels too real. he’s descended too far, allowed them to seep into too many layers.

i veto her command, benoit! you are to defend yourself as you see fit.

but it's already too late. fernando watches in horror as thomas not only helps the rocket grunt get up but also stabs himself with the rocket’s knife, guiding the grunt’s hand into delving the knife deeper into his chest wound.

orders are orders, councilman silph.

fuck!

the sight of thomas bleeding out is the least of his worries. “glalie, to me,” he barks. furious at his own demise and subsequent trickery, fernando refuses to give in, illusion or not. he intends to conquer over all. even his worst fear.

sheer cold!

the frost overcomes all, at first, leaving fernando half frozen as well as several other pokemon and trainers. unfortunately, resistance comes in the form of flames and projectiles. in a true role reversal, fernando is bombarded by an onslaught of attacks, feeling his own interpretation of pain, cracking underneath the pressure.

the glalie crumbles. fernando lies several meters away, bruised, battered, but far from out. he grits his teeth as he comes to a crawl, smashing one of his pokeballs against the dirt floor to pry it open. the EMBARGO is still in effect and his efforts are useless. he only stops when a poison sting punctures his hands and pins it to the ground

never give in, never give up.

it’s but a whisper, dying as is his own consciousness, fading into the illusion.

not even in the face of certain defeat.



the illusion ends and his consciousness returns. the clarity comes in all at once, nauseating really, but gives him a better grasp of himself and his greatest fear. and, to no surprise, it comes down to one thing.

incompetency.



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POSTED ON Nov 14, 2020 1:52:30 GMT
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As the nightmare would play out, Thomas would be able to observe what was going on. Though he wasn't visible to the Councilman, thanks to Kuma Lisa's Illusions, Thomas would act as an invisible spectator to what was about to play out. Eventually, they would end up in an area that Thomas had only heard about. The battleground where Regirock had been battled. It was an event that played out right before Thomas had arrived in the Hoenn Region, and event that claimed the life of @joey , a boy from Unova that had gone missing.

But how the event played out would make it clear that this wasn't about what happened there. Instead, would attempt to hold off the League from attacking, until the Regirock crushed her. From there, the massacre played out, until the final hyper beam caused the surroundings to flash to white.

Next, they would find themselves in Silph Co's old headquarters, back in Saffron City. Thomas vaguely remembered the place from his adolescence, having done a brief tour of the first few floors while his uncle was visiting. Though it wasn't much, it gave him some idea of the layout. Of course, as a young Fernando was hoisted up to give the boy a view of the training room, what lay on the other side was instead two familiar figures. Though he never met them directly, he remembered the files he got on them during his time in the International Police.

and were clearly training for something. Given the information he had on them, Thomas quickly realized that this was them training for their raid on Silph Co's headquarters. Thomas clenched his fist as Silas pulled out his gun, and started to mow down targets with unnerving accuracy and speed. The two would acknowledge the presence of Fernando, mocking him, before things transitioned to the raid on Slateport.

Thomas watched silently as Rockets poured into the building, with the League offering no resistance. Making things worse, the manifestation of would tell the troops to stand down, to try to talk things out. "Tell that to the people of Kanto.", Thomas thought to himself. Like a horrific nightmare, the troops did as she was told, effectively opening themselves to death, before a disguised woman would teleport off with the Commissioner.

Interestingly, the illusion would shift right back to the Gym's grounds itself. The manifestation of the cyclops would congratulate Fernando on his win, before the presence of a dozen Rocket Grunts would interrupt things. As Fernando got ready to bring out his Pokemon, the manifestation of Thomas would tell the Councilman he'd handle this himself. Despite this, Fernando brought out his own Pokemon, something Thomas would've wanted him to do in reality, before a Weavile Embargoed off his remaining Pokeballs.

One grunt unfortunate enough to get into close quarters with Thomas would find himself brought to the ground and disarmed, before the voice of the Commissioner called out to them. Despite Fernando's protests, the illusory Gym Leader would obey the Commissioner's voice, effectively committing suicide in the process. From there, things went further downhill, as the Glalie was taken down by Fire-type attacks, and Fernando soon found himself dying at the hands of the grunts.

It was then that the illusion ended. Thomas stood by, studying the Councilman momentarily, before lighting a cigarette. As much as Fernando had to reflect on what he experienced, Thomas too found himself in reflection. Was this by design? Were Fernando's Pokemon there to tailor the experience as such?

"What did you see, Councilman?", Thomas inquired. He wanted the man to put his findings into his own words.




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POSTED ON Nov 16, 2020 21:42:13 GMT
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[attr="class","spiral"]“My greatest fear.

The words come out somber but Fernando can’t help but break out into laughter shortly after. It comes from the depth of his soul, pounding on his stomach, cathartic beyond measure. It takes him time to regain his composure and inner strength to stand upright. And yet, there’s a weightlessness that comes with an ill-fated confession.

My fear is two-folded, Benoit. I fear no one understands what’s at stake and I fear that I’ve never done enough.

For the first time in forever, Fernando smiles in embarrassment, averting his gaze.

It is an irrational fear and one I can never prevent, but I acknowledge it nonetheless. Thank you.



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Indeed, what he says lines up with what he saw. Thomas waits for the Councilman to regain his composure. As Fernando moves to stand upright, Thomas offers the man a hand up.

"I see. Understandable.", Thomas would tell him. "I'm not going to lie to you, I was watching the entire thing play out. And I believe I understand where such visions were coming from. If part of it is frustration at the League for taking half-measures against a grave threat like Rocket, or any threat for that matter, then I share in your frustrations.", he'd tell the Councilman, putting it all on the line.

The fact that the Hoenn League was handling the threat of Rocket so softly, despite it being the downfall of Kanto, frustrated Thomas to no end on his arrival. The fact that Rocket was able to exploit it through the media, which he was positive had at least a plant inside of it, disgusted him. Even on his arrival, he knew that Rocket had changed the game. The normal rules of engagement the League employed up to that point didn't work. Rocket openly exploited them, and took territory from them, with a violence that the League wasn't willing to resort to.

The only way to win would be to fight fire with fire. And if Dahlia tried to order him to show a gentle hand against Rocket, should they return, then he was more than happy with going rogue. If it meant the difference between an effective defense, and total defeat, then he'd choose to defend Hoenn, no, the world, from scum like Rocket.

"For what little it's worth, I'm ready to do what it takes to defend the Region from threats like Rocket.", he would assure Fernando. While those might seem like words, Thomas meant every bit of it.

"I think it's safe to say that you've earned the Demon Badge, Councilman.", he'd tell the man, offering him the black badge. "Now, you wanna grab some drinks at the Ranch? Or you got more on the agenda today?", he'd ask the man, offering him a celebratory drink.




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[attr="class","spiral"]“Ah.”

Fernando takes his hand with great effort, feeling the weight of his body doubled down as he relies on the Gym Leader’s strength. With a pop of his step, he regains his footing, brushing off the dirt from his clothing.

The League taking half-measures why I became a councilman in the first place.

Their mutual concern for the benefit of the region is what ties them to the doomed organization. The incentives toward their end goal may differ, one born of greed, the other of justice, but their common ground makes them realize they must come together to ensure the region does not fall any further than it already has.

Thank you, Benoit.

Fernando pockets the badge, swelling with a real feeling of accomplishment from having tackled a ‘real challenge’. But even that isn’t enough to get him to accept Thomas’ offer.

Sounds pleasant but I have some battle routines to polish. You’re welcome to join me if you’d like.

He smiles.

After all, we have to be prepared.



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