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i used to dream in the dark of palisades park

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POSTED ON Oct 11, 2021 20:20:40 GMT
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all of a sudden, everything went wrong. as they traveled further up the mist she found herself alone. the sky and area around her turning greyer, darker. as it all began to surround her. mist rose up from the ground as she heard the sickening thump of something falling next to her from higher up. she screamed. the body that hit wasn't hers of course. because she was right there. but as she turned to see red on the ground suddenly she felt herself begin to sink, quickly. the ground was no longer underneath her as she tried to scream again. this time cut off by the wind being taken out of her lungs as she approached the ground.

and then she hit it. her body pulsed with pain for what seemed like an eternity before there she was again. where she had left. the ballroom of her father's mansion. trapped in a corner with nowhere to go. the metaphorical chains she had always felt becoming very real as she tried to yell out. familiar faces were dancing around here as she tried to struggle free. , , , and so many more people she knew. all of them were there as she tried to cry out. she could hear their laughter. feel their eyes. but none of them released her. until the floor swallowed her up and once again she was on top the mountain. hearing the thump of a body fall next to her and the ground release underneath her... over. and over. and over. and over.

this was her nightmare.

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mad

saoirse quinn
she/her
29
october 27th
circhester, galar
bisexual
physicist / inventor
head scientist
the shadows breathe
whispering me away
5’8” height
5’8” height
every night i burn, dream the black crow dream
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POSTED ON Oct 11, 2021 23:40:31 GMT
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it’s pretty.

her eyes narrowed at him suspiciously. so, surely, he wasn’t seeing the same thing…

what could she say, then?

“…”

she turned back, and it was then that things began to change. Everything was more vivid. It pulled her in; under.

fingers started to squirm out from ’s gored arm hole. they grew, until a whole five-fingered hand had simply replaced itself like a salandit tail. even more inexplicable, maybe, was the thing that grew out of his new palm: some miniature iteration of the laser—the same type that both she and had been shot with in ’s experiment.

the councilman’s arm lengthened, and hooked at an elbow, and soon enough, he was whole again. from the laser in his hand, a bright light shot up at the small planet that was the celesteela hurtling towards them, exploding it into countless raining sparks which glittered down through the atmosphere.

once the world (or what was left of it) was saved, the barrel of the laser gun was turned on her. another light came, and she screamed, feeling infinity energy shock through her veins, so hot. she fell to her knees. her lips parted, and shadows seeped from her mouth, pooling onto the floor.

she felt as though she could finally sleep. as she began to fade, she heard his voice echo:

“who do you work for?!”

“i can’t…”
note: lulu is still in disguise with a blonde wig and blue contacts and would be difficult to recognize.

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slowe

Masculine
Thirty One
November 13
Cinnabar Island
heterosexual
Kantonian Ambassador
Ex-Head Ranger
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750 height
750 height
you gotta use what you've learned in order to receive what you've earned
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POSTED ON Oct 12, 2021 3:43:11 GMT
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They barely had the chance to dwell in their magical little moment before that other shoe dropped.

The celestial touchdown of the meteors and the resulting pink mist was the was thing he could take it before the world became nonsensical to his senses.

He held Cait tight at the sound of breaking glasses and flying debris. The voices in the air were loud and altered but before long, they ceased to be in panic.

His urge to protect to his woman and the seeds she carried taking up most of the processing power in his brain. It made him comb over every piece of data his mind processed for information.

Others saw this mist but few seemed to be hurt by it.

When he turned back to see what Cait was focused on the rest of the Soiree's guests seemed to vanish.

Front and center he could see the Cabin and three children calling out to her. It was clear she could see them but it was equally clear they couldn't see him.

They only seemed to respond to her.

"those are my babies," from the moment she spoke it, she transfixed on them, even going as far as letting go of him and moving closer to what Sénon could only rationalize to be hallucinations. "Hey. . ." he spoke lowly to Cait.

Low enough that he could just barely hear something speaking lowly to him. A vibration through space his ears interpreted as linguistic; not unlike the throaty rumble of a pokémon's cry.

At his back, gravity pulsated in waves coming from the swirl of two points of illumination in sync,

...one cerulean and one lavender.



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Ian, Dicker
Male
Thirty
June 9th
Goldenrod City
Hetrosexual
P.I.
Ex-Underboss
My Queen
I want you for a lifetime
5 Foot 11 height
5 Foot 11 height
People are a resource
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Feeling crisper than a kit-kat bar, Killian continued down the west wing hall. Boots echoing on marble as he strode back to the foyer. [break][break]

One minute away turned in who knows how long. Lex was going to be mad. Very mad, Killian settled on. If he told the right lie, maybe she wouldn't be, but chances were slim even then. [break][break]

"Hmm?" [break][break]

As if released from a fog machine, mist crept in from down the hall and along the marble floor. A gentle pink like the color of a bubblegum sucker you'd get from the doctor, it reminded him of 's Misty Terrain. Expect he'd left Fernando in the room behind him. [break][break]

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"Killian." [break][break]

Shouted the voice of from deep inside. Killian smiled, "I was actually on my way back to you." he stepped forward, when - [break][break]

"Killian, help!" [break][break]

He took off, running into the heavy fog. As Killian sprinted down the hall, from the corner of his eyes, he swore he saw something black shift in and out of view. It happened too quick to say for certain, but it didn't matter anyway. [break][break]

"Lex, where are you - are you okay?" He shouted but got no answer. [break][break]

All the more reason for him to hurry.

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matias
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thirty-two
november 14th
saffron
straight...unless?
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1321 height
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POSTED ON Oct 12, 2021 8:45:21 GMT
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just as the tackle connects, the illusion dissipates, fading away as pink mist curls into oblivion. briefly, he could've sworn he saw pink turning into blue — the same blue that he associates with . all that's left is his anger, unbridled and uncontrolled. even as he turns to look at , it lingers.

it's with a heavy sigh that he pushes off the ground, approaching before reaching out for her shoulder. he pulls her into him, away from court and all else, and into his arms.

"i got you, eva."

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thorn

the Harbinger
he/him
37
october 28th
circhester, galar
demisexual
the harbinger
underboss
I want corruption, I think I'm the devil in disguise.
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Cillian Quinn
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POSTED ON Oct 12, 2021 15:36:13 GMT
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As visions fade, Gavin frantically grasps at his throat as if to assert that it is whole, undamaged. He's gasping for breath despite it being a dream, his heart racing and eyes wide. His chest feels far too tight.

"Temp," he chokes out.

But when he turns to his lover, now dressed in his wedding best, he finds no comfort.

"I can't do this. I can't be with you."

"No, wait—"

He spins around to confront the fleeing only to find that he is entirely alone. The reception is empty, the doors are closed.

He can't breathe. He can't breathe.

Gavin slumps to the ground, clutching his chest. He must be having a heart attack.

He's going to die here, alone.



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PookaPrince

Locke
He/They
21
September 20th
Vermillion City, Kanto
Homosexual
Postman
Civillian
Single
295 height
295 height
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Locke Jamison
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POSTED ON Oct 12, 2021 15:46:41 GMT
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Locke breathed out a sigh of relief as the lights dimmed slowly, rather than suddenly cutting off like he’d feared. It didn’t quite quell the anxiety of sitting in the dark with a roomful of strangers however, the light, steady buzz in the back of brain keeping him alert even as he took in the fantastical scene above him.

The Delibird all leapt back, and even Locke jolted a bit, at the Dragapult’s violent form of comfort. The Dreepy that appeared were a welcome sight, however, and all three of them waddled back and forth in unison as they followed the tiny dragons in circles.

“Lumie then,” Locke offered with a bright smile. “Have you met Angelo?” he nodded in the direction he’d last seen his friend, “I think you’d like-”

A deafening crash cut Locke off, followed swiftly by another, then another. A strange, pink gas crept from the crash site, and one by one swallowed the people around him, including his new companions. He jumped to his feet, but whether it was to run away or chase after them, he wouldn’t get a chance to decide, as he too was engulfed by the cloud.

Locke blindly groped around for someone, anyone to hold onto, to not be alone here, and relief flooded him as his hand finally found purchase on a loose sleeve. He lifted his head, squinting through the mist to ask whoever it was just what was hap-


The thin curtain was easy enough to pull back, even with the gaggle of teenagers shoving past Locke to get a better look at the commotion outside. Seemed a training session in the field was wrapping up for the day, quickly devolving into a small one-v-one between a couple of upperclassmen. The setting sun made a dramatic backdrop for the scene, apparently turning the amateur battle into high-octane entertainment for the bored students.

“Let’s get closer!”


“Come on, before it’s over!”


“I’ve got five Poké on-”


In seconds, Locke was left alone in the half-cleaned classroom. With an exasperated sigh, they drifted away from the window to pick up a discarded broom and finish by themselves. They couldn’t blame the others all that much, really. With only a few days left of cram school, they could understand the need to blow off the steam of a wasted summer.

And what a waste. No matter how much their parents insisted on it, Locke frankly didn’t see the point of doing this or attending the second half of high school. Their grades weren’t good enough for university, and it wasn’t as if they’d be able to do anything worthwhile with a higher education than they already had anyway. At the end of the day, they’d probably still end up working at the docks or in the tunnels, just having wasted a few extra years of their life.

The other students here didn’t seem to have much hope for their futures either, outside of trying their luck in the gym circuit. The battle outside was getting louder now. Locke could hear quite a few voices shouting, and the flashes of various different attacks were lighting up the darkened sky. Seriously, were they having a free-for-all out there?

Unable to resist their own curiosity any longer, Locke returned to peer out the window at the significantly more crowded scene. The new folks looked older, even from the second story, closer to full-grown adults than the children facing them, and they all seemed to be wearing some kind of uniform. Maybe they were from another school? Whoever the were, their Pokémon were fighting way too roughly for a normal, afterschool battle. At least the teacher was finally getting involv-

BANG


Locke stumbled back, nearly tripping over a desk. He could barely register the screams of the other children in the courtyard. The image of the teacher falling backwards played over and over in his mind. He let it repeat, too afraid of playing it out to the far too-still ending.

Hide.

He needed to hide.


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Bestial
She/Her
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November 6
Slateport (Technically)
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POSTED ON Oct 12, 2021 18:11:40 GMT
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She was alone, not anywhere near her friends. Not even near the friendly stranger .

Kaida looked behind herself, and found nobody. Where had her family gone? Where did anybody go?

"Congratulations, you've found yourself." Something was pushing in on the back of her mind, forcing her to truly, really look at herself. Kaida rose, looking at herself in a gleaming surface, and felt her heart start to pound. Blood rushed into her ears, the whooshing sound drowning any other noise.

For what she saw was something terrible. She twisted into an upright stance, almost human, but covered in terrible fur and scale. Not a Pokemon. She had nothing related to herself, not a real family, nor the family she had found for herself. Too arrogant to be a human, too terrible to be a Pokemon. She barked out a laugh, feeling her sides burn horribly. The old scar, the killing bite, shone like a smile.

What human died and returned? What Pokemon killed and seeked violence like her? She belonged no where, no matter what she did. A dead woman walking, convinced of her own lack of humanity. A beast on two feet.

There was none like her here, and her own barking laughter filled her ears.

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Ven

duke
he / him / his
twenty
september 10
Enju, Johto
asexual
errand boy
civilian
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108 height
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Arashi Akiyama
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POSTED ON Oct 12, 2021 19:05:13 GMT
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He watched in silent wonder—well, maybe there was a moment of disbelief there, too—as strange fantasies began to play out for everyone who’d been touched or had found themselves within extremely close range of the pink gas—mist—substance, whatever the hell it was.

Only, then—

The pink then swirled into a macabre mix of purple, with so many eyes blinking and flashing within the depths—what the hell was going on?

“Oh, come on!” he grumbled as he finished off the contents of the plate he was holding.

And then—he heard the screams.

Looking around warily, his instincts of the weird miasmic gas was bang-on; there was no screaming earlier. It only started when the purple started mixing in with the pink, and then—

He thought he heard it, once again.

The crackling of fire.

And the way the fire crackled—

He had a bad feeling about this.

While he had already come to terms with what had happened—as if losing Demiyah and Kazuko hadn’t already weighed down on his conscience, he thought he could hear strange whispers coming from the substance swirling close to him.

Whispering, chastising, berating him for not saving them from the fire. That same fire that had killed them all… and left him the only survivor of their family.

Holy shit.



• what the hell is going on
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Sovetskii Soryuz

Little Bastard
He/Him
Fourteen
June 6th
Wyndon, Galar
Homosexual
Trainer
Ace Trainer
Gonna dig this hole until I fall in. Until there is no end. Until there is no anything.
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Andy Blackadder
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The clash of a singular thunderclap caused his sobbing to hitch. Hesitantly peeling his face away from his palms, the wonderful scene of breakfast was gone. The boy was sitting at a table still, only now it was one at a waterside cafe in Sootopolis. The clouds above were darker then he had ever seen, and boiled with a sentient evil.
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Lightning jumped from cloud to cloud in a bolt of crimson red that illuminated the whole city. The cloud cover stretched so far into the horizon that it seemed to be nearly night, although with the view of the sky obscured, time was indistinguishable. Others were around him again, some strangers and some familiar faces.
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What...? The black clouds swirled as if a tornado would drop from them and fell upon the sight of the Tree of Life in the distance. Standing suddenly, the chair fell back away from the boy. An intense pain assaulted his right leg, and the Galarian immediately went tumbled just after it. ''Ah! Fuck!'' Inhaling through his teeth, teary eyes flashed back to the Tree.
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''It can't be...'' There were some events that were so legendary, it was imperceptible that they could be witnessed: the birth of the universe, the creation of the world... the Darkest Day. Red lighting tore across the sky in a cascade of explosions. Clambering to his knees, he shoved the table aside, the people around him paying his antics no mind.
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''No! No! Fuck!'' Everything him sank into an abyss as the realization dawned on him. This was it. The storm had come. In a torrent of wind and lightening a funnel wrapped around the Tree. It began to break down, torn into pieces, eviscerated on the most basic level as if were blasted into dust. The storm drank of it hungrily.
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The thunder bellowed far more frequently in a wail of victory. Dark tendrils stretchered down through the wind like skeletal fingers as the Tree fully disappeared. Pushing against the fallen table, he staggered to a railing by the water, falling again against it, his hands clutched at the cool steel in impotent desperation. It was too late now.
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The clouds seemed to part, vomiting a constant red light across Sootopolis. The water that lapped at the retainer wall beneath his feet began to rise in a torrent of droplets, as it it were raining up. The buildings that reached towards the sky to began to dematerialize. A symphony of screams drew wide eyes to the crowd around him.
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''Holy shit balls...'' Collapsing and writhing on the ground as far as the eye could see the skin evaporated from people and pokemon alike, the gory droplets rocketing heavenward. He seemed immune from this condition. A desperate desire bloomed within him. He wished that he wasn't. Death was preferable to this experience being survivable.
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Tears renewed, still grasping the railing with one hand, the boy sank to the ground. The disappearing forms of friends and foes alike, , , , , , even along with , , , , countless others, they all disintegrated with their companions before him, leaving only steaming skeletons behind in collapsed heaps.
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The city began to rend and fall, some pieces drawn into the clouds as they were pulverized, others falling to the ground. The rim of the crater cracked and crumbled in the distance. The thunder became a non-stop cacophony. Daring in his despair to stare skyward, defeated chocolate hues saw the grim visage of a skeletal face smiling down as the region died around him.
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Truth unbearable, he closed his eyes and his head fell.
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He had failed.



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noodles

dan
he/him
twenty-five
april 13th
oldale
straight
unemployed
elite
231 height
231 height
Diamond sparrow, my moonlight majesty, come flying back to me.
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DANNY HALL DOLLARS
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DANNY HALL
STAR SOIREE
POSTED ON Oct 13, 2021 7:37:34 GMT
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for the record, it definitely wasn't assault — it was just a light bump!

"do better?"

how her eyes water doesn't go unnoticed, but he has no idea what to do, honestly. so in an attempt to comfort her, he reaches out for her shoulders, sighing as he looks into her eyes.

"you're already doing...good? there's no need to be better."

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planetofthevapes

casey, baby boy
He/him
25
September 24th
Fallarbor Town
ask him.
Coordinator/Podcaster/Musician
Admin
rest assured, he's still ripped
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Casey Fincher
STAR SOIREE
POSTED ON Oct 13, 2021 8:41:55 GMT
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He was rattled to his very core. The mist left everyone lightheaded. The three of them were stuck in a cloud together, very briefly.

Casey saw things corrupt in a way that he couldn’t even be reasonably expected to fight. A series of big losses and small humiliations. His field was wiped out by a Pine Tree’s disease. The mangled, bleached corpses of his orchard stood there, mocking him on bone-dry soil. He gets older. Their daughter more or less stops calling altogether. He starts getting to the age where he’s outliving his friends, on account of just being in great health.

In a desperate bid to numb this feeling rather than confront it, he finds himself compulsively drinking. Hunched over, glass pinched between three fingers like a bowling ball. In that same dark place Danny was in when Casey singled him out at the Soiree. Summer being unable to bear looking at him. His head feels like it weighs a million pounds. Alone again.

He’s grounded by footsteps. Danny walking away. It looks like he’s disappearing into the mist, but in reality, he’s leaving. Leaving him alone with his feelings. The right thing to do, but it left Casey’s stomach churning.

Casey bit his tongue. He saw Summer trail off, only to be confronted with a scene of her own as he follows her. He’s unable to intervene. More or less watching her be confronted by her father. After a night of drinking and bawling, he opted to hug her from behind, arms curling around her shoulders and collarbone. Words fail him again, but he looks oddly... grateful. Not quite the jovial drunk he was, but smiling despite being glassy-eyed. Despite being on the brink of tears. ”..."
Hit By The Mist
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beck
he/him
thirty-eight
march 11th
cinnabar
bisexual
human resources
underboss
829 height
829 height
HIDING FROM THE SUN, WAITING FOR THE NIGHT TO COME.
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THEO BECKETT DOLLARS
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THEO BECKETT
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POSTED ON Oct 13, 2021 11:18:48 GMT
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it's not his nightmare he sees, but hers.

as his gaze remains fixed on the scene that plays out, he feels her drop to her knees, screaming as what he assumes to be pain courses through her body.

he doesn't feel it, no, but he can imagine it.

still free from his own nightmares, he lowers to a knee, hands reaching out to hold her by her shoulders.

"can't what?"

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slowe

Masculine
Thirty One
November 13
Cinnabar Island
heterosexual
Kantonian Ambassador
Ex-Head Ranger
multiplying
with Cait Alfric
750 height
750 height
you gotta use what you've learned in order to receive what you've earned
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Sénon Game DOLLARS
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Sénon Game
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POSTED ON Oct 13, 2021 20:36:43 GMT
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The force emanating from the encircling lights seemed to hold him down. A slave to gravity's will, the more he struggled, the more dense the force weighed down on him.



"those are my babies," he heard Cait say it again.

Turning away from the lights he watched her move away from him to go to her children; too fast for his heavy arms to reach out to her in time.

The throaty cry at his back turned his focus away from Cait just long enough for her to disappear behind a thick passing of pink mist.

"Cait!" as if responding to being ignored, the strange cry called out to him again. From beyond the borders that marked his reality, from what felt like another plane entirely.

A gaping, hole the size of a man burned through spacetime, through reality by the two cutting constructs of light.



The longer his eyes lingered on the hole the louder the cry became. Reminiscent of the ROAR he'd heard back at the "edge of time".

Identical to what he'd heard in Sootopolis.

The vibrations of the strange cry drifting through space into his mind disorientated him, leaning him into what could only be a tear in the fabric of reality.

Just beyond its borders; an eye just as large, opened and fixed on him.



Saw, him.

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Madame Lionheart
She/Her
27
November 1
Mauville City
Pansexual
ceo
executive
kiss me once
then kiss me twice
5'6" height
5'6" height
say a prayer for the wicked
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Summer Atreides
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POSTED ON Oct 14, 2021 1:43:22 GMT
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After the ringing in her ears faded from the shots she took at her father, Summer opened her eyes, expecting to see him hunched over in the chair.

Instead, he was behind her, holding her shoulders tightly, and her gun was still aimed forward.

This time, there were two chairs in front of her. In one of them sat . In the other, . Her father's grip on her was strong, a death grip.

"It's your decision, Summer. You either do what I want." He indicated to Knox, bound in his chair. "Or I take what you have. It's simple. So, what is it going to be?"

Summer's hands shook, the barrel of the gun waving around in her grasp. "I can't... I can't-"

As she said those words, she felt the weapon ripped from her hands. A blood curdling scream came from her as she tried to run forward, to take it away. But arms surrounded her.

At first, she thought it was her father, holding her back. She began to fight, until a flash of purple caught her eye.

"C-Casey..."

With that, she collapsed into his embrace, falling down, and sobbed, holding her hands to her face as the dam broke.


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