Prince of Darkness, DJ Sorrow.
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26
NOVEMBER THIRD
spikemuth, galar
questioning
MUSICIAN
civilian
I Live I Die I Live Againnn Im Coming With My Army Of Skeletonsssss
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dylan sayer
Dirty Jean Rocker
POSTED ON Dec 1, 2023 23:28:14 GMT
His concern was real, but his understanding of time travel was only undergirded by pop culture. "I’ve seen a few. Do they directly come forward from our past? They’re outliers, for now, and that’s fine. My biggest fear is that enough of them will be adopted, killed in service of people’s ambitions and conflict with others, or failing to adapt to modern ecosystems in the wild. Could we see an extinction of Phanpy, Foongus, or Bagon?"
Howard set aside his briefcase. All the while, Dylan held his bookbag in his hand, as it sat just above his knee. Like his clothes, it appeared to be one size too big, like he was hiding in it.
The wilds and the borders took him to the past shorn of any romanticization from the present. These experiences continued to haunt him. All the while, Dylan had slowly been amassing a cadre of experts, people who could train him until he could confront his fears. His dark-ringed eyes stood in for sleepless nights and anxieties he couldn’t fight yet.
Dylan felt as though he changed the tenor of the lecture and the room at large, and glanced aside, with a pang of guilt.. That and... the ownership of Paradox Pokemon. "...I’ve also seen machines that copy them. Volcanion, Thievul, and some… third thing. Divorced of feelings, sleeping, and eating. All they can do is kill for a kingdom that already fell. And I'm sure it's the future of war here."
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