GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SWORD

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Ash
He/Him/Them
26
December 2
Aspertia City, Unova
Pansexual
Picking up the pieces
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Ashley Shepard
GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SWORD
POSTED ON Jul 5, 2023 6:17:02 GMT
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The Skeleton finds itself writhing in pain, underneath the Black Knight. And it was over. With that, the ending would come. The conflict was over. Perhaps it is in exhaustion, that King Ash looks on. But when the bastard Black Knight looks at them all as the next meal, trepidation takes hold of his heart.[break][break]

The howl of Zacian comes, rushing forth in splendor. The hero of the story reaching a finale that is satisfactory. The end for them both. Full victory... but with a retreat, a wormhole appears to swallow them both. And with it, as it disappears with Skeleton and Knight the same, the world begins to fade.[break][break]

King Ash looks at his hands, feeling a youthful exuberance. They were returning...? "No..." He grabs at his face, but he's too busy now running towards his queen, speeding down beside him, and moving close. His eyes are on Kep. On Chocobo, on Mercury. Sunny had even come with, his own little bunny paws in his pockets as he moved close to Chocobo. Ashley grabs towards Kep... and...[break][break]

And he's crying...[break][break]

Ashley feels the pricks of those tears, flooding down his face with such a force. At what was. At what could have been. Like a dream, fading away. He wasn't ready to leave this life. The people cheer around them. They roar out happily, but it's bitter. It's not fair, it's not fair. What cruelty could this be? To return them back?[break][break]

His silver eyes are so dull. A quivering bottom lip, and the agony of it all fading away. Of what could have been, burning a hole in his chest where his heart was. No matter how much he wants to scream, with a mouth open, he can't. He can only sob.[break][break]

What was the meaning of it all? Just to have it all ripped away?[break][break]

---[break][break]

In his hand, he comes to in front of the tomb again. He comes to, holding a piece of... a crown? It felt so aged... His youth has returned, and as he grabs at his face, he realizes he's crying. He's been crying. How long had it been now?[break][break]

Rain. It's cold. Nice. But as he looks to the sky, letting it coat his face, he feels like his life had just been stripped from him. He starts to remember it. Bits and pieces are in his head. Frayed and frazzled, but one comes to mind. One sticks out...[break][break]

That's why he's sobbing, isn't it? What could have been...[break][break]

It was like a victory, wasn't it? They had... had they? He finds it harder to remember, but his eyes keep pricking with water, and his face keeps matching the pouring rain with each cry. He feels on his Pokeballs. Only five of them... where did... he had six, right? Who was the sixth?[break][break]

Sunny was here... Sunny the Raboot just gives him a sad look, but as Ashley holds onto , it keeps flowing out. Pulling Kepler into a hug, a powerful and strong hug.[break][break]

"It's gonna be okay."[break][break]

He has to tell himself that too. Because he knows Kepler is sad too. But he can't place exactly why.[break][break]

The howl will haunt him forever.



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NOTES


- WARDROBE VIBE, SUNGLASSES, VIBE MUSIC[break]
- Everything worked out, right? As he races to Kep, it all seems to crash at once. Everything fading.[break]
- With his MEMENTO a piece of his aged crown, Ashley feels the rain, and feels so lost. It's hazy. But he remembers.[break]
- Grabs Kep into a hug, and sobs. The howl heard in the background...






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Meg
Female
22
April 29
Slateport
Bi
Trainer
N/A
Johanna
Dating
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Megan Whitmore
GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SWORD
POSTED ON Jul 5, 2023 17:25:22 GMT
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“..you too.”
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Heh. Why did she say that? Who? And what, exactly? Megan blinked, trying to figure out what had happened. Seemed like they had only entered this weird place a moment ago, but whatever had been happening had stopped. She could feel that. And she could feel that something had happened. It was just impossible to tell what, exactly. Just an ill-defined, weird feeling she could not place.
[break][break]
Confused, she too was confused and looked for a certain someone, only for that person to suddenly fling herself at her. Weird, not too long ago, it felt, she had been wary of being assaulted by someone. But now she just kind of felt at ease. That meant it was easy for the other’s sudden attack to land. Not that she minded.
[break][break]
Oddly enough, she had never outright hugged Jo like this before, outside that one time. But this felt familiar all the same. It felt good. She felt good, in general. Not just healthy but…content. A feeling she had not felt in a long time, to her knowledge. But in that moment, it simply felt natural. Hence, she put her arm around Jo’s neck, patted her head and pulling it in against her neck. “You too, Jo. You too.”
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Meg still had no idea what she was even trying to say. It just felt right. At least she now knew who she was to say it to.

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angel, rogue bastard
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angelo vestri
GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SWORD
POSTED ON Jul 5, 2023 20:32:24 GMT
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Through the swarming mass of battle-worn bodies, Galarians and fellow visitors alike in the ripple of celebration, Angelo cuts a determined path. 

There's no pausing to revel in victory as Eternatus is dragged (hopefully to the darkest of all realms) alongside Necrozma through a wormhole. Instead the hunter weaves through the uproar of jubilation, deaf to only the sensation of the trail he chases.

Following the unseen tether that guides him home. 

He welcomes relief only when he sees her face again. When he fulfils his promise, fingers interlocking in 's own.

"Sure. Let's do it," he smiles softly, catching one of his wife's tears with a tender rasp of his thumb. So very contrasting to the ruin of the fading world around them. "Course they will. Families share a table. We'll make them fit."

In truth, Angelo can't quite remember how many their old apartment sat. Yet the decision stands. 

Even if its cramped or they have to set up a table on the Sotally Tober deck, he'd ensure that those dear companions they'd made in Circhester would find a home with them.  

As he looks out towards the crumbling Galarian landscape, his heart clutches protectively to the precious strings that bind him to friends. Foundations that he'd forged over the twenty years refusing to buckle, even as the world vanishes.

Yet he feels no bone aching sadness.

It wasn't really goodbye, after all.   

Not when he keeps the memory of their cottage, filled with warmth and laughter and love alive in his mind, even as Galar disappears. 

He squeezes Skyler's hand tighter in silent gratitude.

"Let's go home, Sky."

They'd be kept from it no longer. 


Rain washes it all away. The remnants of battle in front of the tomb and their memories. 

Confused. Dazed. Angelo's gaze follows a pull that sees him drawn instinctively to , , and

Drifting then to figures in the distance, blurred by the rainfall and foggy recollection. 

and . Some quiet, muffled voice within him tells him. Heart aching.

Those names, he frowns... They felt so familiar.  

Angelo reaches for his chest absentmindedly as he considers a strange, mournful pang. Protectively clutching hold of the dreamlike picture of a cottage in his mind, unless it too, melts away like snow. 

"That's because we have," he responds with certainty, his evidence the strengthened and mysterious new bonds engraved on his soul. "We can figure out what's going on later, I wanna go-"

He turns to  and his sight stalls on her, with golden curls damp from the rain and furrowed brows. His heart jumps a little hopelessly, then. Kind of like when he finally returns home to her, after being away for a while. 

"Let's go home, Sky."

- and we're home!
- love you circhester gang, may we have dinner together again sometime (': 

memento: an engraved ring forged from steel and circhester pine. matching set with skyler.  
( GOODBYE GALAR CIRCHESTER )
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"Freelancer" (Rocket)
Elite
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GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SWORD
POSTED ON Jul 6, 2023 22:09:29 GMT
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Dammit!

[break][break]In the end, thanks to many taking its side, Necrozma prevailed. Light amassed before its body, becoming all-encompassing. Ruby could feel its power from where she stood. If that attack went off, they would be decimated. Her grip on her battle axe tightened. Not on her watch. Not when they'd all come so far.

[break][break]Yet it was a howl rather than the people's efforts that heralded salvation. Zacian—the real Zacian in its full glory—charged from the weald with those who had followed it. It leapt into the air, cut across Necrozma's body with a Behemoth Blade that made the light implode on itself, and landed behind its foe with a warrior's bravado. Necrozma fell to the ground, and the storm above Postwick began to fade. But then the heavens cracked, and an Ultra Wormhole formed.

[break][break]Ruby's blood ran cold with the fear of what would come from it. Instead, Necrozma grabbed Eternatus by the ribs and halted it into the wormhole. Try as she and Delphi might, no attack was enough to deter it. The Ultra Wormhole closed behind them.

[break][break]Amidst the cheers of the saved people, Ruby fell to her knees under the weight of the battle—no, of the twenty years she'd spent fighting in this realm. For some reason, her head tilted upward so she was looking at the night sky. New stars blinked into existence and formed new constellations. Despite her lack of experience with dealing with these star signs, Ruby understood the story they told.

[break][break]So that's how those bastards got so big...

[break][break]The realm shuddered and began to fade. Ruby looked around, heart racing. The scenery and peasants began to melt away like running ink, leaving only the people who had entered this dream with her in full clarity. She had forged and renewed bonds with some of them: . , who said her tearful farewells to the Galarian Zapdos she had raised. , who sobbed over his fallen bird. Even , who reminisced with her Pokémon and spoke with her wife as the world disappeared. Would those bonds fade with this dream? Or...?[break][break]




[break]Ruby's body shuddered. The world flashed between the Ancient Tomb and the Galarian battlefield. For a moment, those times and places were superimposed on each other, but then Galar began to fade. It was like waking up from a long, vivid dream. Rain fell over her body, which felt simultaneously more vigorous and more exhausted.

[break][break]Suddenly, she gasped and looked around. Snow and fissures lined the battlefield, still fresh, but there was no sign of the Ruinous Pokémon. In the distance, however, Zacian and Zamazenta watched them. With dual howls, they ran off.

[break][break]Atlas chittered at her side, seemingly as confused and agitated as its trainer. It stood on two legs, fur standing on end, and scanned the battlefield. With a strange sense of déjà vu, she returned the Slither Wing to its Ball so it could calm down. The fight was over.

[break][break]The new weight in her pocket was miniscule, but Ruby still felt it. She reached in and pulled out... a hair pin? It was a simple thing, undecorated, but it looked like a shining treasure in Ruby's palm.

[break][break]M̴͓͔̲̻̈́́̎̋͂̍͑a̸̞͍̺͒̄́̊̔͆t̸̩͙̏̿̓̓̀̎̋̊͝ḫ̵̭͈͈̖͍̺͗̔̊̽̓ị̸̡̫̱̤͊͊̊̏͋͐̽̈͝ͅͅļ̸̡̪͉͈̺̪̜͑͂͜ď̴̡̧̬̣̰̺̆̿̍á̵̡̢̬̺̈̓̆̅͌͋͂̚͜

[break][break]Ruby grunted and held her head as what sounded like a burst of static exploded in it. A familiar name lay beneath the noise, but Ruby could barely make it out. It felt important, though, like it had found a place in her heart for a long time before...

[break][break]She shoved the hair pin back into her pocket and turned on her heel. She needed to get away from this place.

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notes.

  • Goddamn, what a raid!
  • Ruby learns stuff from the stars
  • As dream Galar starts to fade, she looks at those she's bonded with—, , , and —and wonders if she'll remember their time together.
  • Keeping her memories of others vague for now; LMK if you want to follow up or something!
  • Too many confused feelings, time to leave.
  • Memento: A simple hair pin belonging to someone special.


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Captain

Penny, the coveted
She/her
31
September 25
Petalburg
heterosexual
HBIC Director
Council
I'll leave you
RUINED
5'6" height
5'6" height
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PENELOPE LIVY
GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SWORD
POSTED ON Jul 7, 2023 8:13:07 GMT
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Time's endless march is punctuated by the drone of groggy rememberence. So little is made out in the flash bangs of attacks, as the queen's attention had sewn itself toward the onlookers, whose safety remained unsecured.

Only after the sun had set was relief bought and spent.

With one hand cradling her head, her body stirred back awake, rigid limbs oiled to life.

"Ollie?"

Discarded habits urged her lips to move one last time, calling out a name that once rung through her entire essence. One that was synonymous to her own reason for survival.

Realization then shocked her back. What had gotten over her? She retreated with a flurry of blinks, retracting not only her intertwined limbs, but her heart. Her memories.

"Is everyone alright?"

Her voice was a sputter of ash. All of her strength had been burnt away.

Wide oval eyes flitted from one familiar face to another, worry and relief flooding her in rushing waves, one after another.

, , , , , - they'd all made, as safe as she was.

These feelings were similarly spurred on by those more unfamiliar to her, like and , and those who shouldn't left her disgusted, like .

Her gaze rested on them a beat longer than it should have.

"We should go."

To who she was speaking to, there was no answer.

Only one thing was for certain: things were no longer the same as they once were.


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rosie
she / her
15
October 15
Vermilion City, Kanto
unknown
Explorer
Lorekeeper
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Eris Halla
GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SWORD
POSTED ON Jul 7, 2023 11:41:58 GMT
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[attr="class","adrie-lyric1"]To the monster you became
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[attr="class","adrie-lyric2"]I'll be your CONTRADICTION
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[attr="class","inner-finally"]Like the weary dredges of a sun poured out after the longest eclipse, Zacian’s light holds her gaze to the very end. To witness the fight with her very own eyes, the end of the darkest day draws near. The skies open wide, gluttonous universes ready to accept the aftertaste of a bitter rivalry as the two monstrous beasts disappear into their maws.[break][break]

There are cheers, joyous and triumphant with the world-ending threats seemingly vanquished. It’s only because they are oblivious to the ripples in time, that they disappear long before those grow into tidal waves that will consume a region so far off and foreign from their own. If this was the foretold darkest day, just what would the second coming entail? With an endless number of anomalies creeping into their region, just how much more would be lost trying to stop it?[break][break]

She has to help the Lake Guardians recover their strength somehow. They have to be able to summon that chain once more -[break][break]

"Eris!"[break][break]

That voice. Her head whips around in the direction of his voice, their eyes meeting as he attempts to shove his way through the roaring crowd. She too, drops every train of thought, trying to make her way towards him as quickly as possible. Something isn’t right, the world’s getting blurry, her legs are beginning to fail her.[break][break]

No. Her knees are buckling beneath her, the seams of time slowly unraveling as she reaches out. But she will not be looked upon kindly, their moments together quietly pulling away and ripping her voice out with it.[break][break]

No. She can’t seem to make sense of his features anymore, his frown the only thing she can pick up on as his words are drowned out. He’s kneeling down hurriedly, pulling her in and holding her close, resting his forehead against hers as if trying to discern whether she’s got a fever.[break][break]

No, please. She sobs, raising a hand to caress his cheek. Her thumb runs over that cut he’d gotten a few weeks back after falling off a boulder whilst trying to impress her. His hand reaches to clasp her own, the calluses on his palms that he’d gotten from crafting woodworks with her gently grazing against her knuckles.[break][break]

He still carries the scent of the flowers they’d gone out to pick and braid into crowns, his warmth still remaining even when they’d snuck out together on the coldest of nights. Do his eyes shine like the constellations they’d traced? Why can’t he smile as brightly as the first day he’d cracked a joke and gotten a laugh out of her?[break][break]

All the little things she knows about him, all the little things she loves about him, they’re all slipping through her fingers. And she tries to gather her strength, reaching up to hug him as he holds her even tighter.[break][break]

"Always.”[break][break]

There’s nothing left. Nothing but air for her to hold as her arms collapse in on themselves. A wail rings out across the field of scattered heroes and at some point, she realises that it’s her own voice that’s joined the chorus.[break][break]

Always, they had promised… she… she had promised someone. The things that they'd left her... That ring that wraps oh so snugly around her finger. Not even the warmth that Reiner provides her in this very moment seems to fill in the missing pieces.[break][break]

Why did it feel like this had become a promise she’d never be able to keep?[break][break]

Gasping for air, grasping for things that might explain that ache in her chest, she finds herself being cradled. A familiar voice washes over her, a voice that she feels like she hasn't heard in so long. It's that voice that grounds her to reality, that's there to shake her from the remains of a long, tumultuous dream.[break][break]

"Isaac..."[break][break]

He's not the one she's looking for.[break][break]

"He's gone..."

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✧ ily circhester crew... i believe in #teamcirchestersword[break]
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[attr="class","adrie-note"]goodbye galar

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Aria

Adel or Della
Her/She/Her
23
February 21
Ballonlea City
Bicurious
Ranger
Rookie
18 height
18 height
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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Adelaide Whiteley
GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SWORD
POSTED ON Jul 8, 2023 0:14:53 GMT
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[attr="class","header"]The Huntress Is On The Prowl...


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Fatigue rear its ugly head makes even the best soldier tired and unable to continue. Even Adel found her energy drained and spent up. All their effort combined lead to the defeat of eternatus however Necrozma was unsatisfied with the boundless energy. It was ready to attack next when everyone was the most vulnerable. Only then zacian came and slashed at the black knight. The beast decided to return for time being taking the horrible creature along with it.[break][break] It was over. So that was zacian when they were at the true power.  A blade mighty than even a human's. The blonde was grateful as everyone seemed to be safe least for the moment in time. She took a deep breath everything happen so sudden. So to take in and not enough time to take it in. [break][break] She looked towards Mikael with gentle smile. The worst was finally over but now lied a pain in her chest. It was time to say good bye to Galar. Adel for the time in years shed tears. She was going to have say farewell to everything she knew over the twenty years she had been here.[break][break] May of her fellow knights gave her parting words of encouragement and hope for the future. It would a future without them at her side she wondered if she would remember anything about them but took her time to remember stories and tales of this world. As the curtain on the world  drawn to close, Adel only had a simple locked as memento imprint was the crest of the her order. With that it was back to the real world there time.[break][break] She awoke her memories were all hazy. She remember spending a lot of time with mikael . She remember when she saves from....a beast of some kind however anything else at the moment was hazy. She remembers seeing zacian using her mighty blade against something. But the rest was lost to her.[break[break]

Out from her pokeball the luxray appear young and felled of life again in contrast. Then it hit her! "Your-your young again!" The ranger quickly wrapped her arms around the feline neck. They were really back but not without a heavy heart. If only Adel could remember more didn't not try to push it. There would another time to figure that out. The howls from zacian and zamazenta almost caught her off her guard. The blonde couldn't looked away from the legendary pokemon. She remember zacian and the behemoth blade. But the rusted sword and sheild were no more. They lost that power to the ruin pokemon. That made her think of those who lost so much more than her. She picked a few of the rusted shards before turned away. [break][break] "Come on, lets go home." Adel slowly pulled herself up on the feline. The legendaries themselves disappeared off to who knows were. Adel and her faithful companion race off away from the chaos. She would have to speak with sometime later but now wasn't the time. As the rain wash away them. Adel closed her eyes wished for mighty sword and shield the best in their new "home". Goodbye Galar! The galar that never was. However Hoenn seemed to be more promising and filled new possibilities. Zacian and zamazenta welcome to hoenn! May you 

[attr="class","oocnotes"] + Adel was happy the war was over however it brief as she had to said goodbye to all those she knew even. All that was left when she return was a locked with her order's code. She take a moment realized that her luxray is back to normal and hugged her. As the legendaries howl, she feel mixed emotions know made other are feel the effect of what happened. She takes a few rusted shards before head off silently wish the best for mighty sword and shield pokemon. WHAT AN EVENT for my first one I loved it!    



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raikourider

She/Her
24
March 18
Ecruteak City
Straight
Expeditionary
Rustboro Captain
Single; Not Looking
5'4" height
5'4" height
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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Shalin Nariya
GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SWORD
POSTED ON Jul 8, 2023 1:42:42 GMT
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The bond Shalin had shared with her Beedrill for over twenty years was unfathomably strong. So strong, in fact, that her aging body could feel the waves of disturbed air from where she was at. The first of her senses to go was her hearing; she had long since discarded her earplugs for not having needed them since she resigned to no longer riding her Pokémon. The abuses she had put her body through from riding what was not meant to be ridden had caught up to her, and the vibration that reached her from the Mega Beedrill's wings going all out was the last straw that broke the girl's back.

With her help, she had saved Galar, but at what cost? She would remain handicapped for the rest of her days there, unable to do what she loved most. Second went her vision as the world around her started to fade to white. All should could feel was the scratching of her Yanmega's feet. By the time her vision returned to her, she woke up to that same feeling. Flit aroused her, rain dripping from his wings. "Where am I..." she moaned, very quickly realizing her back pain was no more. As her blurred vision slowly returned to focus, a wide look of concern painted her face. " , WHERE ARE YOU?!"

The Yanmega's wings were full of holes.

"Flit, what happened to you?!" she cried, standing as quickly as she could. There was no evidence of what caused the wounds, but they were unequivocally present. Had the whole thing been real? Taking her quiver off her shoulder, Shalin checked the inside of it, finding a single ICE SHARD arrowhead buried among her AVIAN ARROWS. It was an everlasting memory of the events of the alternate Galarian timeline she had been thrust into.

Shalin had learned many valuable lessons from her trip to Galar. First, she had heard of the reports of devastation from the Dawn of the Darkest Day. She breathed a sigh of relief that the worst the Prism Pokémon caused her was Flit's wing injuries, though they were serious. It beat watching her entire Pokémon team perish before her eyes. Necrozma was an enemy Shalin would no doubt have to face at a later date, and it was clearly holding back. As deadly as the prospect was, it was her sworn duty as a Ranger -- no, a League representative -- to put her life on the line to protect many others.

Second, her SYGNA SUIT's ability to withstand extreme motion very much had limits. The pinnacle of their bond let Shalin perform some truly superhuman acrobatic feats. Despite the sensory overload that came with it, the adrenaline rush that came with holding onto her Flygon's wing, or that of her Yanmega, Beedrill, or any other Pokémon that could madly vibrate in place in any way, just never got old. The faster the vibration, the greater her high became.

In the parallel history that was the Galar she had left, Shalin ran into the limit of her suit. Even the strongest bond possible, evidenced by her suit, wouldn't let her fully overcome the sheer power and speed of Flygon wings beating so fast their wingtips went supersonic. While it was an incredibly powerful weapon, every time she used it would eat into the functional lifespan of the suit -- and ultimately, her own. As strong as the allure of the unimaginable adrenaline rush from riding the fastest buzzing any Pokémon had to offer, it came with a steep price, and not one she was willing to pay simply to practice or for rote entertainment.

She had to use the power only when it was truly necessary.

A glint of a fragment of the shattered RUSTED SWORD caught her eye. Unable to reserve her curiosity, she scooped up a piece of it before withdrawing her injured Yanmega. Sending out her Flygon and mounting up -- most importantly, not on the wing this time -- she rode toward Petalburg Woods, the rain pounding against the red eye shields of her suit. It was rare she took naps, but today, it was perfectly warranted.


LONG-TERM INJURY


Shalin's YANMEGA has suffered a strong wing injury. Unbeknownst to her, these wounds are the same ones it suffered during the Armageddon at Postwick, transcending space and time. While these will heal with time and care, the recovery will be a long and slow process. The YANMEGA will suffer the below injuries as a result of the events of Goodbye, Galar:
  • The YANMEGA can not fly.
  • The YANMEGA can not use any moves that involve use of its wings.
  • Physical attacks used against the YANMEGA have a greatly increased chance of landing a critical hit.


This injury can be removed after using the YANMEGA in at least five posts in each of three threads, at most one of which can be a Duo Wild or Solo Wild. This injury can also be removed no earlier than OCTOBER 8, 2023.





- The injury Shalin's Yanmega suffered persists in the real world.
- Shalin realizes even the superhuman powers her Sygna Suit grants her have their limits.
- Shalin resolves that Boomburst riding her Flygon's wing is to be used in dire circumstances only, for the sake of her long-term health.
- Shalin takes a FRAGMENT OF THE RUSTED SWORD with her.
- KEEPSAKE: Arrowhead of an ICE SHARD ARROW


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{PC: 9}

NAME            SPECIES           STATUS 
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Shalin          Human             ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
Flit            Yanmega           KO
Sandy           Flygon            Good
Queen Zing      Beedrill**        Good
Treble          Kommo-o           Good
Lathiel         Type: Null        Good
Levy            Milotic           Good
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dr. graves
he / him
36
October 28
fallarbor town, hoenn
bisexual
museum director
professor / researcher
hardwired
allopatric isolation
6'4" / 193 cm height
6'4" / 193 cm height
i get by, but it's hard to forget in the smoke of denial and the fog of regret.
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GIDEON GRAVES
GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SWORD
POSTED ON Jul 8, 2023 5:34:41 GMT
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He awoke removed from everyone else, slumped at the periphery of the open field where titans clashed and battles waged on— no. That wasn't right. It was far too quiet for that.[break][break]

Gideon's eyelids fluttered open to reveal an eerily silent plain, devoid of ruinous beasts and mythical dogs alike. In his hand he clutched an oddly familiar leatherbound book, worn at the edges from repeated use.[break][break]

He didn't open it. The professor was too preoccupied traversing the mental strain of what he'd just experienced. [break][break]

Prominent in his mind was an unsettling sense of incredible loss. Intangible in the worst way as his memories crumbled beneath the weight of twenty long years spent doing... what, exactly?[break][break]

It was difficult to discern. There was too much all at once. He needed to get away. To think.[break][break]

Instinctively, he searched for the faces of a select few.[break][break]

. . . Those he had come with, those he held a great fondness for.[break][break]

And yet Gideon found that his list of names had grown longer... though he wasn't sure why. [break][break]

. . Others, too, though he remembered their faces more so than their names.[break][break]

What else had he forgotten?[break][break]

He'd come here to glean knowledge from the gathered Legendary Pokémon and the Ancient Tomb that they coveted.[break][break]

Instead, 's worst fear was realized. [break][break]

He felt like he'd lost a part of himself. So many loved ones were now only echoes in the labyrinthian web of his memory. And many of the things he'd learned in his Galarian life were quickly fading away.





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GOODBYE GALAR
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• major love to all my circhester fam ♡[break]
• memento: sketchbook




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Pokkenger
he/him
24
Nov. 25
Ballonlera, Galar
bisexual
vigilante
ex-elite four
single
6 ft 3 in height
6 ft 3 in height
victory is in the pocket!
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Kazimir Wynter
GOODBYE GALAR: RUSTED SWORD
POSTED ON Jul 8, 2023 6:19:46 GMT
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's words were quickly drowned out by Zacian's howl as it suddenly appeared and sliced down the victorious Necorzma with its powerful blade. That single strike was enough to send both the black knight and skeleton dragon back into ultra space, well the black knight seemed in a hurry dragging the skeleton with itself into the hole. As both of them vanished the storm surrounding the world quickly came to a calm and cheers erupted from every corner of the battlefield.

"Sir! We did it! Cried out one fellow soldier to waved down the armored knight captain as he turned to his troops and simply gave them a thumbs up. A sign that everyone's work was spectacular.

Then the world ended. Everything around them suddenly became hazy and slowly heavy eyelids fluttered open as Kazimir pushed himself off the floor and into a sitting position as he crossed his legs and rubbed his eyes. It is the howl of both heroic dogs that wake him up fully as he sees them for a split second before they turn and run off into the wilderness. As he looks around and pushes himself to his feet a single step earns a soft crunch from underneath his foot. That's when he sees pieces of the ancient sword that he once saw the Zacian carry around with it, feeling a newly found affinity for blades he reaches down to pick up the few small pieces around him and as he bends down he feels something slip out of his pocket.

Looking down he sees a hilt that looks all too familiar to him but the image of it is nothing short of hazy when he tries to concentrate on the feeling. Still the ornate looking thing is his, he knows this as he reaches for it and puts it in the same pocket as his new shards, its obsidian color mixing nicely with the earthly tones of the sword fragments. "Man what a dream, hey is anyone else all right?" He calls out as he sets out on a walk of the area to try and see if anyone else was awake like he was or if they were even hurt.

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[GOODBYE GALAR]
[tldr;]
- gives that kuuga thumbs up
- wakes up and sees zacian bounce
- gets to his feet and finds some shards of the rusted sword and pockets a few like the ohters
- finds a sword hilt in his pocket that looks strangely familiar to a magical sword from another world.




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