THE GRISEOUS GULF

i used to dream in the dark of palisades park

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lam

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twenty-six

may 7th

hau’oli city, alola

rooksexual (demi)

lilycove gym leader

gym leader

and in a dream

your future had a voice & he spoke like me

5'9 height

dinner in bed, and korean food, say ‘i love you’ just a little bit too soon.

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lam logan

THE GRISEOUS GULF

POSTED ON Nov 30, 2023 22:50:26 GMT

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A trip to Mt. Pyre to visit the grave of his quaquaval.[break][break]

Something that should have been simple warped into complexity with the spread of the rift that pulled his attention, dark and ominous. Away from the graveside. He sighed as he stared out at the dark expanse of it, rising up through the rock like a monolith all its own.[break][break]

His fist uncurled, wind catching the handful of pidove feathers and poppy petals that had been clenched there. They fluttered from his palm and into the distortion. He watched as they scattered and flew, downy and light grey and tiny. Maybe they would come out on the other side of somewhere, wherever that happened to be.[break][break]

Maybe somewhere in there, the spirit of his lost bird accepted the offering and looked back at him. Or maybe it was just some other version of himself.[break][break]

He wasn’t sure if either option was all that comforting.[break][break]

time: 05:50[break] poppy the pidove learns shadow sneak

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Grey / Connors

He / Him

Twenty-Six

October Thirty-one

Oldale Town

Heterosexual

Bee Enthusiast

Elite Four

1061 height

i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.

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THE GRISEOUS GULF

POSTED ON Nov 30, 2023 23:06:27 GMT

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[attr="class","snub-greyson"]The idea of offering something to this.. rift was, in hindsight, incredibly foolish.

Yet here was.

He fumbles in his pocket for the piece, an obsidian black shard of Zacian's blade taken from the aftermath of its battle with the ruinious beast. With a pensive release of held air, he places it at the altar.

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Delphox learns Shadow Sneak

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Nomi; The Visionary

She/Her

November 9

Ecruteak, Johto

Bisexual

Prophetess

Head Scientist

I cannot conceive of a universe

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5'2" / 157 cm height

Curiosity is one of the great secrets of happiness.

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Naomi Sato

THE GRISEOUS GULF

POSTED ON Dec 1, 2023 1:18:09 GMT

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Kallistatus watched the Visionary approach the rift. Rifts were fickle things, it knew. Here today, gone tomorrow.[break][break]
This rift yawned wide, its gaping mouth threatening to swallow up the dead. Stones scattered, a language unreadable save for one as ancient as Kallistatus. It, too, was one of the old ones, carrying on its back the burden of being first. It hurt to become, it knew, and the Unown had been there: they knew the pain of creation. Memory flowed through its veins, intermingled with life-blood and an energy so potent it burned like a star.[break][break]
She held a book in her hands: ragged, worn, an object displaced from time. Kallistatus did not know this book, but it knew that she valued it. She often had it on her, the expression on her face when she looked at it a complex mix of agitation, determination, and grief. Kallistatus also knew that this book did not belong in this world, its energy signature profoundly distinct: it was as much an anomaly as the rift she seemed keen on throwing it into. Perhaps she wanted to send it back to where it belonged.[break][break]
Something given, something taken. Something returning.[break][break][break][break]
Nomi had made plenty of copies of the field journal she'd recovered from the strange dream of Galar she'd woken up from at the Ancient Tomb. She knew, logically, she did not need to keep the original. And yet, a part of her wanted to. Wanted to because it was the only thing she had from that place. Wanted to because what if she'd missed something? Wanted to because Parker had scribbled in it. Wanted to because what if she forgot them? Forgot everything?[break][break]
But Isaac Merlo was not the only person capable of breaking chains.[break][break]
"The future is what matters," she murmured. She would[break][break]
( - a white dress, a strawberry cake, an "I love you" whispered between the sheets - )[break][break]
fight for their continued survival.[break][break]
She dropped the field journal into the rift and did not look back.
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TAGS – THE GRISEOUS GULF[break]
NOTES – Nomi offers THE FIELD JOURNAL she brought back from Goodbye Galar[break][break]

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Shiny Unown-K (Kallistatus) | Levitate | Hidden Power | DARK TERA SHARD

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Pokkenger

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Nov. 25

Ballonlera, Galar

bisexual

vigilante

ex-elite four

single

6 ft 3 in height

victory is in the pocket!

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Kazimir Wynter

THE GRISEOUS GULF

POSTED ON Dec 1, 2023 6:01:05 GMT

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What he brings this time is a small paper crown with a fragment of Zacian's blade from the Ancient Tomb incident a while back. Back when everyone was "taken" into some strange dream of Galar where twenty years of their life were spent defending it from disaster. He had another dream about it, just when they were starting to fade from his sleep. He remembered a sad tale of a king looking for help to protect its realm before it passed away. Kaz was here for that king.

"I know...you might not have been our little king but...doesn't make what happened to ya any sadder. I just hoped you watched over us during those years. Hope we made ya proud. Hope I made you proud." Kaz was a warrior. He fights because its what he does. What he lives for. What he loves to do. He fights for himself, for people, for glory, for remembrance, the list goes on and on. So it was only natural that in that other Galar he picks up a weapon and fights like a fierce warrior, or rather a knight.

Was he a knight though? His sister used to tell him just how chivalrous they were in her books and he could never picture himself being truly prim and proper like they were. He liked to imagine his armor stained with dirt and blood, a sword that's both regal yet has shown its experience with a few nicks and scratches. He'd probably suck at looking the part honestly. He fought for the people of that region because someone had to, just like how someone had to do something about the stuff going on here.

He fought because the people couldn't fight back but now it seemed just about everyone was finding the will to fight. It was good. It meant that they could take care of themselves. So then that begged the question didn't it?

Was he still needed?

Could he just go back home to the real Galar and just become some athlete like he once dreamed of? Maybe take on the Galar Cup with his Pokemon and become its newest Champion or go down to Alola and take on the pro wrestling scene there himself and be crowned its newest King of the Ring. Domon probably would have loved either one, that one was way more of a royal figure than this muscle head could be. At least...that's what he kept telling himself. But maybe...maybe he could become a King. King of what he wasn't sure but some kind of royalty was probably in the cards. Leadership seemed to be a hidden skill of his he just needed to capitalize on it somehow.

Maybe being Top Champion of Hoenn was a start or at least become Champion ranked still. That was still a goal he wanted to pursue, to see his name up on that Hall of Fame. Guess that was the competitive spirit in him talking.

"Still, from one king to another. Hope your happy where ever you are. And I hope I can at least meet your other self here on my end. Us Galar boys need to look out for each other."

He puts the crown into the rift and before he can pull his fingers away he slowly reaches in deeper. The small hairs on his arm stand up as they enter the rift and his elbow starts to cross the threshold. His hand is already no longer holding the crown as his shoulder almost touches the door to darkness before he pulls away. He flicks his wrist and looks at his hand, flexing his fingers, and then back at the rift. He never knew Katherine Fairburne personally so he never got to ask her what it felt like, to be touching the realm of that demon beast. Guess it was high time he found out for himself and boy was it not quite that pleasant.

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sleeping beauty

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July 15

lumiose city, kalos

bisexual

public relations

rising star

do you think

we could have been happy

446 height

she looks like, if you bit her, honey and milk would flow from her

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luka chêne

THE GRISEOUS GULF

POSTED ON Dec 1, 2023 6:10:15 GMT

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It's almost funny how a place like Hoenn can turn the strangest of unknown phenomenon into a tourist destination.[break][break]
And Luka falls for it hook, line, and sinker.[break][break]
At least she has enough sense to approach with caution, bringing her Umbreon along with her. Her sygna suit isn't active, but she's prepared to enable it at a moment's notice, lest she find herself getting sucked into the void of the distortion world. Knowing her luck, it's not outside the realm of possibility...[break][break]
But instead of spiraling into some kind of nightmare realm, as Luka gazes into the rift she finds a moment of quiet peace and contemplation. It's creepy, yes, but there's something almost compelling in it. The sense that this world is far more vast than she can ever hope to understand— but instead of bringing despair, she finds some comfort in that notion. If she's just a drop in the bucket, suddenly her mistakes don't seem to matter as much.[break][break]
"I wonder what could possibly live in there," she muses aloud to her Umbreon. "Whatever it is...they must be lonely, don't you think?"[break][break]
She frowns, but her expression clears a moment later. From her bag she produces a Pokedoll in the shape of a smiling Clefairy, and tosses it into the rift.[break][break]
"There! It's not exactly company...but maybe it can bring along some kind of comfort."[break][break]

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But the sight of the stars makes me dream

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silph

SIR

twenty-nine

august 12th

saffron

oppressive

silph co. ceo

council member

SALACIOUS

ALWAYS READY TO ROLL A NEW ONE

1997 height

POWER IS TAKEN, NEVER GIVEN—SO TAKE WHAT YOU ARE OWED

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FERNANDO SILPH

THE GRISEOUS GULF

POSTED ON Dec 1, 2023 7:10:11 GMT

THE GRISEOUS GULF

AWAKEN OLD ONES

THESE RIFTS ARE LIKE TATTERED HOLES IN A WORN BLANKET.. each gaping ole has a story behind it. a time where fabric was abused until it leaves the wearer cold and exposed.

this world is being split apart. yet, this pokemon feels no sympathy. it only knows it purpose. to seek out all pokemon.

when it leaves, it leaves behind the victim of its gluttony. pokemon that held no chance against a pokemon that exist beyond conventional understanding.

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