Gogo, Tahuna
He/Him
Twenty-Eight
May 31
Veilstone City, Sinnoh
Pansexual
Casino Dealer
Grunt
good night, sleep tight, don't let the dead bite...
Dragon Pride! [M][C][POSTDORMITUM]
POSTED ON Apr 10, 2023 1:49:50 GMT
[nospaces] To be met with the sights before him yet again had been something he hoped wouldn’t happen— but he found hopes and dreams to be a futile thing to have as he found himself stepping forth within lands both similar and dissimilar, once more. Though with a touch of meaning and purpose within each step (heavy and swift, and perhaps even aggravated at first glance), his chest rose swiftly as a breath entered his lungs, though it found itself expelled within a much slower and deeper manner, and accompanied with a faint growl of impatience, all the while.[break][break] ”Yeah, well, it doesn’t matter if ya don’t like it here, now does it..?” he sighed, his voice hushed beneath its distortions as he pressed onward with a watchful eye. ”Fuckin’ hate it here, too, but it ain’t like we can just ditch this shithole…”[break][break] He furrowed his brows beneath the mask he wore, watching bits and pieces of the environment fluctuate and fly past him, and before long, the familiar sight of red and stardust had seemingly begun to creep along the outskirts of the background the further he trekked along. His face contorted faintly at the sight, prompting another sigh to leave his lips as he trekked on.[break][break] ”And t’answer your question, yeah— I saw people come in.”[break][break] He spun a gun within his grasp before catching it within a firm grip, all while the remaining hand held itself atop one of the several Pokeballs locked upon his belt.[break][break] ”It wasn’t that long ago, so if I’m right, they shouldn’t be too—...”[break][break] Far.[break][break] His steps slowed faintly and only momentarily as they stepped into another portion of the dreamscape before them, all while a speck of black within moderate distance met his eye. He took another, deep breath—that time of what seemed to be relief, and ever-brewing impatience—as he lifted his gun and pressed the button of one of the beast-holding capsules upon his person.[break][break] ”They’re just up ahead,” he spoke plainly, firing a round towards the pair in the distance as the Pokemon he’d released—a Sharpedo—immediately jetted towards them with a haphazard Liquidation. ”Sooner we get ‘em the fuck out, the sooner we get outta here.”[break][break]
MP TRACKER (70 MP)[break]
- Postdormitum Battle Participation (brackets) (+50 MP)
- Incorporating realm's mutations (+10 MP)
- IC Post (+10 MP)
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