The Liberator
he/him/his
24
April 10
Lavaridge Town
Figuring it Out
Penitent
Renegade
Turned on my friends and brought them pain. I have no right to show I can change. But I gotta try!
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Isaac Merlo
Rest in Trees [M]
POSTED ON Sept 6, 2022 4:01:33 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","skullhover"] [attr="class","skullimg"] [attr="class","skulltitle"]導通抵抗 [attr="class","skulloverlap"]BUT HOLD YOUR BREATH, GUESS WHO'S RUNNING THE SHOW? [attr="class","skullbody"]Oh. Isaac had taken the moving quickly and growing thing a bit literally, it seemed. But with the conversation wandering to timey-wimey bullshit, could anyone really blame him? That said, he wasn't wrong. "Yeah. You're right," Isaac said. "I'll admit, I've never been the most attentive til' recently. But I don't remember Hoenn being anywhere near this dramatic when I was growing up."[break][break] At the mention of not being the smartest, Isaac smirked a bit. "You and me both," he admitted. "Don't get me wrong, I'm not some powerhouse. But I'm much better at thinking quick than thinking deep, y'know? Once all this stuff about parallel universes and origin points and the apocalypse starts flying around, I just kinda get a headache."[break][break] Bryan and Isaac may not have known a lot, but both of them knew one thing for sure. Hoenn had been irreparably changed, and things here would never be the same again. "I wish I knew more from my little dive into Cyberspace," Isaac said. "But Dr. Dickbag was frustratingly unclear. Shame he was just a bunch of screens the whole time. Maybe if we could all get our hands on him, he'd have to start coughing up answers."[break][break] Loss. That cut through Isaac's musing like a hot knife through butter. Frankly, in some regards Isaac was lucky. Everyone in his life that mattered to him was still alive and kicking. His beloved Pokemon. The increasingly large network of friends he was making. His Cygne. But then there was the matter of his family. The man who refused to be his father after learning the bitter truth. The mother who got him into this mess in the first place with her wandering eye. The little sibling who thought the world of him, the one tether keeping his heart tied to a home that he had abandoned years ago. What else could Isaac call them but ghosts, by now?[break][break] He thought long and hard about his response. And then, sighing heavily, he made his choice. "I have," he said. They weren't dead. But for better or for worse, they were dead to him. "Hell, if I'm being honest, it's half the reason why I'm here."[break][break] "Have you?"[break][break] [break] [attr="class","skullcredits"] TAIKO![newclass=.skullhover]width:420px;-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-transition:all 1s ease;transition:all 1s ease;-webkit-transition-delay:0.1s;[/newclass] [newclass=.skullhover:hover]-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);filter: grayscale(0%)-webkit-transition:all 1s ease;transition:all 1s ease;[/newclass] [newclass=.skullimg]width:380px;height:200px;background-image:url(https://i.imgur.com/HOVZp0J.png); background-repeat:no-repeat;[/newclass] [newclass=.skulltitle]font-family:verdana;font-weight:700;font-size:50px;position:relative;text-align:center;color:#D9B800;margin-top:-36px;margin-bottom:0px;text-shadow: -1px 0 black, 0 1px black, 1px 0 black, 0 -1px black;[/newclass] [newclass=.skulloverlap]letter-spacing:1px;font-family:oswald;font-weight:200;font-size:12px;position:relative;text-align:center;margin-top:-0;margin-bottom:-5px;color:#e8e8e8;text-shadow: -1px 0 black, 0 1px black, 1px 0 black, 0 -1px black;[/newclass] [newclass=.skullbody]div-align:center;text-align:justify;width:380px;font-size:12px;font-family:roboto;color:#d6d6d6;[/newclass] [newclass=.skullbody b]color:#d9b800;[/newclass] [newclass=.skullinfo]width:380px;font-family:oswald;font-size:12px;font-weight:200;color:#767676;text-align:right[/newclass] [newclass=.skullcredits]width:380px;font-family:roboto;font-size:12px;text-align:center;[/newclass] [googlefont=Oswald] [googlefont=Roboto]
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