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The King’s Ransom

“It’s been a while, king.”[break][break]

Vengeance. Deception. Nightmares and fears. These are the stories the dream-born high king has been demanding, and has feasted upon for these past two weeks. It had chosen the right place to plant its roots, if that was what its palate demanded; where better to hear such sweet bitterness than the beating heart of Hoenn’s wonderful criminal empire?[break][break]

All because of that statue, was it? A pettier beast than he expected.[break][break]

Alba had quietly stepped away after his first tale. He had no such stories to share. If he told the king as much, it would surely see the lie for what it was. Perhaps the king knew the lie already: but if it did, it made no mention of it.[break][break]

“I have a tale of memory for you. A memory of fighting, of sacrifice… Of ghosts, supposedly.” When Alba recites for Calyrex, his eyes are always unfocused, as if he’s looking at something beyond sight. For that final point on the list, they fix on Calyrex directly, countless words and emotions swimming deep in liquid steel.[break][break]

And then the moment passes, the storyteller clears his throat, and launches into his spiel.[break][break]

“There was once a land that was doomed to die. It was a land built with a single purpose: it told a story, one that needed to be once again discovered by the world. Much like a book, when that story was over it would come to a close. But a story requires people who are willing to listen. And so, the world dragged an audience into its embrace.[break][break]

“The story was a long one, you see. A long twenty years of page turning… Of reading through pages littered with strife, war, and venom. The audience awoke, dazed and confused, attacked by a dying king whose name had been lost to history. It would not be the last of their trials, for the greatest of lessons are told in the shadow of death.[break][break]

“The land itself was poison; purple tides rolled in like the tide, scarring the land as they were driven back. And yet, life went on; little pockets of the world were cleaned out and made into towns. A monster as black as ink laid waste to these, but still they persisted. And from its bones did they arm themselves.[break][break]

“It was a land not fit for life. It was the story of death and war, told with such vibrancy that it might as well have been real. But the sun and moon still set on that world that never was, for those twenty false years. Even when the edges of the pages started to fall apart, even when the inkwell started to run dry, the people who held up the story breathed and bled.[break][break]

“And now they are nothing at all. Just a memory that has already faded from so many.”[break][break]

At the end of his story, he drifts gently down from that wistful nostalgia, fixing Calyrex with that same inscrutable stare.[break][break]

“You sit here, demanding we bear our hearts and lives to save your own. Clawing your way out of a dream on a petal, the single survivor of the Rusted Shield…” A fist clenches, and unclenches, the weight of a hammer a distant memory. The king had died, and yet here it was; long live the king.[break][break]

“What right do you have to live? Why are you more important than the others who are no longer here?” His voice is even and controlled, as befitting of a royal bard meant to regale tales of deep and profoud sorrow. What was the point in doing otherwise? Alba Evovae was a knight, a minor piece on the board. A king cannot afford to shed tears for such a meaningless thing.[break][break]

“You should have had the grace to bring your subjects with you. That’s all.” With the sharpness of a book slamming shut, he gets up and walks away, a cry of “Cro rown!” carried on the wind behind him.

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Tree's A Crowd [M]

POSTED ON Feb 23, 2024 2:18:17 GMT

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“I’ll also accept an IOU,” Alba replied with his boundless generosity. His eyes flickered back and forth between his surroundings and Howard. It was the only part of him that seemed to be alert; the rest of him looked like he was just enjoying a casual talk.[break][break]

“…You’d enjoy digging around in the Relic Castle though, if you don’t mind a little sand.” Well, a lot of sand. The only reason he wasn’t still finding grains in everything he owned was because he’d moved far away from that old life of his.[break][break]

In the distance were faint chirps and chitters; the sounds of Pokémon torn between a hunger for the fruit and a wariness of the pair that stood in their way.[break][break]

“The current theory going around seems to be that Dynergy’s responsible. It’s probably been feeding off the Power Spot ever since we constructed it, like… well, like a plant. When it reached capacity, it burst. If that’s the case, I think it was just a matter of time, not because of one event or anything. But Dynergy doesn’t answer every question.”[break][break]

Somewhere nearby, a forgotten king was being gifted a story. The words were just out of earshot, because to suffer eavesdroppers would be to share its meal.[break][break]

“Calyrex is from a dream, so how did it get here? Was it waiting inside that petal?” If they stopped feeding it stories, would it fade away once more?

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To Forge A Hammer

POSTED ON Feb 18, 2024 2:06:34 GMT

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And The Nails It Strikes

“No, I didn’t mean to imply that. My point—” Whatever point Alba was going to elaborate on died on his tongue, as he (presumably) thinks better of it.[break][break]

This was as far as he was going to get, wasn’t it? Zev Harcourt held the surety of stone. Questions about ifs, and whats, and other kinds of failings… They would break against his clifface without meaning.[break][break]

That would have to do.[break][break]

“Nevermind.” The scientist waved his hand through the air, a gesture that at once dismissed himself and hinted at a kind of surrender. “But to get back to your question… I wanted to give you the crystals, for one thing. I don’t know how much you remember of the dream from that day, but I thought talking to you beforehand would be more helpful for me.”[break][break]

His eyes flickered over to his hovering hand, as if he was assessing himself. Or perhaps it was like he was gazing at his own reflection. “I’m here to help myself feel ‘complete’. That’s what’s at the core of all this.”

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The Curse of The Squeaky Board

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Haus of Maus

If he was going to write a project report on this (he wasn’t), Alba would probably put something along the lines of…[break][break]

‘Maushold was chosen as the subject of this experiment due to their abundance and genetic makeup. The species in general has a high population, to the point where an entire family of Maushold can be considered a single Pokémon. This particular subject was also part of the battle on the resurfaced island of Route 105; it is my hypothesis that this proximity to violence will make it easier to contact the Spirit World. Finally, their classification as a Normal-type means they will serve as a good control group for further testing.’[break][break]

…But this wasn’t exactly science, or a proper experiment. It was just… well, it was something![break][break]

Looks like everything was in order… With the Maushold family ready and waiting, Dusknoir suddenly freezes up, its red eye staring unblinkingly at the spirit board.[break][break]

“I think it’s connected. I guess we should start with a simple question? Test the waters, ease everybody in. That sort of thing.”

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Refraction

POSTED ON Feb 9, 2024 15:02:13 GMT

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What gave someone their worth? What made a person a true player on the stage of the world? The gifts of legendary and mythical beings raised up the chosen few over the many, but they weren't by any means untouchable. If something could bleed, it could die.[break][break]

If the world was a game of chess, Alba was a pawn; maybe a knight, if he was lucky. He had his uses, but he was a minor piece on the board. Not something to be discarded without a second thought, but something that could be sacrificed for a more important part of the army. He wasn’t strong enough to fight an avatar alone, but the Trinity Trials had shown he could work in a team to help kill a nightmare.[break][break]

That is, of course, why he’s sitting outside Admin Cross’ office. Avatars were the queens of Hoenn, both as soldiers and as points of study. He managed to get one foot into the door of S.P.E.C.T.R.A., and it was about time to get the other through as well.

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POSTED ON Feb 9, 2024 11:15:52 GMT

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REDEEMING

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Finally claiming my Birth By Sleep stuff...
50 PD from completing Scenario 1
Fairy Tera Shard from completing Scenario 3, using on Whimsicott
Custom PKMN Ticket from completing Scenario 4 (Stoutland ♂ | Scrappy | Facade, Howl, Play Rough, Pursuit, Return, Reversal)

And other non-BBS stuff:
Redeeming 2 Tera Shards to add Normal Tera to Whimsicott and Poison Tera to Musharna.
Redeeming an Ability Capsule to change Aromatisse's ability from Healer -> Aroma Veil.
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POSTED ON Feb 7, 2024 0:54:26 GMT

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Display all on profile, please and ty!

Infamous (50 PD) - Profile for 200 posts proof
Green Thumb (50 PD) - Link to Garden
Pest Control (10 PD) - pkmn-hoenn.boards.net/post/460678/thread
Nice (50 PD) - VCT counts as an event right

EDIT 09/02/2024: Added the awards below, idk if anything's been done yet but just in case I'm leaving this note and the pre-edit total as a strikethrough

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Mindfreak (50 PD)
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Total: ~~160~~ 260 PD

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Tree's A Crowd [M]

POSTED ON Feb 6, 2024 1:05:50 GMT

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“I'll bet you a hundred PD this won't be the last attack of the week, either.” What a tree it was! A great pastel thing that stretches out of Sootopolis’ crater, fit to burst with ripe, juicy fruit. Somewhere beneath its boughs, the memory of a king listens closely to the tapestry of tales Team Rocket weaves for it. It was a hotbed of activity, for good reason; maybe they should have considered themselves lucky that it was just Pokémon they were dealing with right now.[break][break]

Howard Slayte was a good boss. He was down-to-earth, like the fossils and relics he prized so highly, with little of the menace that often hung over some of the other higher-ups.[break][break]

Howard Slayte was a good boss, but the group that bound them together was rotten to the core.[break][break]

“All good over here.” Whimsicott’s Spotlight falls on an unfortunate Kricketune, and the surrounding Bug-type pile on each other in a frenzy. It takes a moment to admire its handiwork, before it turns back to gaze wistfully at the Dyna Fruit hanging above them. “The tree’s looking fine too, as far as I can tell.”

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TALES BENEATH THE DYNA TREE (ROCKET)

POSTED ON Feb 5, 2024 16:06:03 GMT

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The King’s Ransom

“It's you.”[break][break]

The king has seen plenty of people from the dream of shields — faces that have blurred together in the fog of memory — and Alba is no more special than them. Just another passing face from a distant life. It will give him the silent, regal apology it gives the rest of the dreamers; ‘I do not know you, I do not remember you, but I remember what you have done for me.’[break][break]

“I have questions — so many questions — but I’m not here to ask them.” The shiver in the man’s voice appends: ‘Not yet.’ He is staring at a fiction ripped out of the storybook, placed into the world as if it belonged. As if it was the only page that deserved to be kept.[break][break]

Once more it asked for tales, for it to feed and grow fat on.[break][break]

So be it.[break][break]

“Ice and fire, ideals and truth… Let’s see if I can tell a story that touches on them both.” Nestling himself by the High King’s throne, Alba’s voice takes on a different cadence. The timbre calls to mind someone recalling an ancient tale (or creating a future legend). The lilt calls to mind someone putting a child to rest, not putting on a show for a monarch.[break][break]

“There was once a land that stretched out into the horizon: a hostile waste where the sun filled the sky during the day, and stole its warmth away during the night. It was a land that sought out whatever life had managed to bloom in its desolate soil, and tried to stamp it out with all of its might. This was the way of things, the law that had played on and on for as long as anyone could remember.[break][break]

“But life took root all the same. When the ground split apart under the burning heat, a bright green shoot unfurled from the cracks. When the cold wind blew, it let the frost creep over it, and waited for warmer times. And over to the west, as if fleeing from the rising sun… was a village. It was a small village; the land was too full of hate for them to truly flourish, but they were hardy folk who refused to die out.[break][break]

“The people were a clever sort. They found ways to take shelter from the land, and nothing could have made it angrier. The land was a clever sort, too, but the earth is slower to move than people are. If it stopped to ponder a new way to destroy the village, they would change with the life it had neglected to kill, and survive with a new scar. This was the false stalemate they had grown to accept: a game that could be won, and was all the worse for it.[break][break]

“But when a cycle is based on constant change, something will come along to break it, no matter how long it takes.[break][break]

“When the land had once more gone into deep thought, a man looked out at the slowly spreading green and thought to himself: ‘What if the world could be green forever? If the land can be so full of life, why is it so desperate to snuff it out?’ With questions burning in his breast, the man marched eastward, speaking to the ground beneath his feet with every step.[break][break]

“‘O’ violent land of dust and gravel, what have we done to earn such hatred?’”[break][break]

“The land could not remember the last time it had spoken, or been spoken to. It pondered its reply late into the night, letting the day’s heat linger as it did so. As the first rays of sunlight emerged, it answered: ‘I have hated you for as long as I can remember. You must have committed a grave sin once, but I no longer know what it was.’[break][break]

“As soon as he heard this, the man replied: ‘O’ ancient land of fading memory, what is the point in punishment for a long-forgotten crime?’[break][break]

“The land pondered its reply long into the day, letting the night’s chill linger as it did so. As the moon cast its gentle rays on the world, it answered: ‘This is the way of things. I am accustomed to the dust and its silence; the green and its noise is too vibrant.’[break][break]

“As soon as he heard this, the man replied: ‘O’ stubborn land of muted whispers, what is stopping you from changing? I have come from a place that sings and shouts, to prove it is alive. But I have walked for many days in your quiet paradise, and have come to appreciate its solitude. Does it not tire you, to have to spread death to every corner of yourself?’[break][break]

“The man had said much this time, and the land took much longer to find its reply. Silence reigned on and on; the man thought he had been abandoned, until it suddenly said: ‘Yes. There is much of myself, and so little of you. Hunting down every blade of grass is a weary task, but it is my task to fulfil. This is the way of things; see how you march, while I have no need to move. I will not change. I do not need to.’[break][break]

“As soon as he heard this, the man smiled. ‘O’ land, you have already changed.’ The land had only thought about their talk for a long time. When it turned its attention to the wider world, it saw green flourishing as far as it could see. The earth had grown wild in its absence, filling itself with colour and noise.[break][break]

“When it saw this, the land was stricken with fear; a fear deep enough that it stretched to the far corners of itself. Blinded by emotion, it cracked and splintered itself into many parts, as if running away from this new unknown.[break][break]

“‘You, who marched across me with your talk of change. Is this what you wanted? Did you wish for me to break myself apart?’[break][break]

“The man was old now, old and tired. He had stopped marching, and instead rested against a towering rock. After a moment’s silence, he said: ‘I only wished to help my people, and perhaps help you. I did not imagine this would happen, but I do not think you have broken yourself. You have just become more like me.’[break][break]

“As soon as it heard this, the land replied: ‘You have cursed me, and now I march across the world as you did.’ But the man did not respond, for people are bound to change, and life is bound to die.[break][break]

The land had come to enjoy their talk, and the silence that filled where the man’s voice once rang out was a new kind of curse. And so, it let the disparate parts of itself roam free — free of its anger, its desire, its law — and chose to tend to the life where the man had stopped, in hopes of preserving him even when all else had been forgotten.”

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POSTED ON Feb 5, 2024 9:26:52 GMT

I use Google Docs! I have one big document with all my running threads headered/linked, then I c/p in what I'm replying to for a reference. Like 90% of the time I don't finish a post in one sitting, so this way lets me bounce around posts without losing anything. Also means I have any template changes (active Pokémon, user tags, notes etc.) ready without me needing to remember them.

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RKS: Alba & Nomi

POSTED ON Feb 4, 2024 1:41:38 GMT

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Truth Seeking

“Better late than never, right?” At least Nomi could appreciate the whys, though maybe he needed to get better at time management…[break][break]

Well, there were more important things to focus on right now. What kind of thing would lead them to Arceus? Something subtle, judging from a cursory scan of the shop. Or maybe it was all just a game of chance.[break][break]

The lack of tail-cutting trips a flag in the simulated script, and the butcher charges at the pair with remarkable ferocity.[break][break]

“Alien shits…” He ruminates on that phrase as their employer starts to attack them, Porygon-Z firing a Zap Cannon to try and protect its trainer. “Have we investigated the Slowpoke Tail black market? If this reflects our reality, perhaps we’ll find a lead on the Megalopolans.” What was this, anyway? A source of food for their people? Human meat must be harder to distribute, especially with the region on alert.[break][break]

“...Not really why we're here, I know; it just crossed my mind.”

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POSTED ON Feb 3, 2024 18:19:57 GMT

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PERFUMES:

Send a special someone a custom floral perfume delivered by Florges, signed or anonymous!
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ORDER DETAILS: A sparkling glass bottle filled with a fragrant floral oil. Packaged with it is a pumice stone, with a little bow tied around it.[break][break] TO: howard slayte [break][break] CARD: "You're meant to drip the oil onto the stone so it can absorb the scent, but it can just be a cool rock if you really want."

TEAS & DESSERTS:

Send a special someone a bespoke box of sweets delivered by Stufful, signed or anonymous!
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ORDER DETAILS: A beribboned box full of various tea blends, all meant to help with relaxation.[break][break] TO: Michael Navidson[break][break] CARD: "Maybe you can't afford to rest, but try not to run yourself ragged."[break][break]

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SMEARGLE SWARM (HH)

POSTED ON Feb 3, 2024 17:14:49 GMT

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spit in the eye of god

Crystal light streams down into that hole in the world, the omnipresent Terastal scars casting a glow of some description over the chasm. An ominous glow? An inviting one? It was all in the eye of the dreamer, surely.[break][break]

Something has shifted. The world brushes up against Judgment and is bound by a new law, one with no respect for artistic integrity. Alba watches time flicker around a Smeargle and its dumb little face, only for it to be startled by a sigil appearing in thin air. An eye, maybe. Or an X. Something that no matter how you looked at it, said one thing: THIS IS FORBIDDEN.[break][break]

But really, if Alba cared about laws and forbiddances, he wouldn't have thrown his lot in with the biggest organised crime group in the world. And so with Poké Ball in hand, he takes his shot...

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NOTES

• "Crystal Light" is a painting/collection by Erin Hanson! You should go check her out her art is very cool

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ACTIVITY CHECK (FEB '24)

POSTED ON Feb 2, 2024 8:50:03 GMT

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player/ooc name: Oob
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