Baki
She/Her
18
December 21
Saffron City
Bi
Gym Leader
Officer
oceans of angels, oceans of stars, down by the sea is where you drown your scars
ULTRA DEEP SEA: MCH
POSTED ON Apr 29, 2023 6:28:39 GMT
[attr="class","sambam"] Fall, fall further. Dive deeper, sink to the bottom of the abyss. If only they could see you now. All the people who hated you, abandoned you. All the people who loved you and were abandoned. Ancient Megalopolans wander their dead, sunken cities as ghosts and watch silently, with envy and sorrow. Is this the future they abandoned, or is this precisely the future they embraced and fell into ruin for the sake of? You grin so widely it feels as if you face is about to crack in two. Navy's frog grasps you, pulls you away. But you touch his arm with a transparent hand. A hand that you can see straight through, as if it weren't even there. It burns, as if it's searing hot. A family that I was never able to fit into... a life that felt like a waking dream. It was all so imperfect, left me so terribly dissatisfied. But now, now that I've been touched by the sea, I'm finally awake. For the first time, I know. I know now, exactly who I am...You're not here. You're floating above the sea, watching Navy fight schools of wild pokemon. He's desperate, surrounded on all sides. And yet, he has not lost hope. You reach out a hand, transparent as a ghost. You open your mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. It's alright. He understands. As he speaks of God, oh god, does he understand. The schools disperse. Crushed by pressure of the deep sea, suddenly and completely. They freeze in place, and then go belly up all at once. You try to smile. He cannot see it, because you have no mouth, and yet, he knows. Staring through him with red eyes that no longer exist, he knows the name of the one who intervened on his behalf. ... I've found the sole purpose for which I was born, the call of the void-sea.You're a shuddering, sweating mess huddled against a wall inside the belly of the whale again. Muttering things under your breath, cradling your body in your arms. You watch what's happening in front of you, but you don't see anything at all. Idly, you run your fingers across the back of your neck. Caressing the barnacles that grow there again. Like the kiss of a lover, it reminds you of sensual, intimate moments that now seem so distant. Once, they had been removed by force. And yet, the sea has a way of marking you once more, where transparent hands of a parasite once did. "... Hurry, Colton."Your voice sounds so distant, like it's someone else's entirely. Fading and ethereal. [newclass=.sambam] [/newclass][newclass=.sambam b] color: #d49736; [/newclass][newclass=.sambam i] color: #d49736; [/newclass][newclass=.sambam u] text-decoration: none;border-bottom: solid 1px #d49736; [/newclass][newclass=.sambam a] text-transform:uppercase!important;font:800 15px Poppins!important; [/newclass]
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