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POSTED ON Jun 6, 2024 8:21:03 GMT
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Electricity snarls and sparks off of like a Tesla tower. Any shred of sympathy or hope he had for Mint had died in the ice and snow some time ago. He was, after all, a BEAST. And, frankly, the last one he had tried to convince to defect had worn out his patience for them. had to thank for what was to come.[break][break]

"What do you presume to know about my duties? You could never understand. You fail to comprehend the reality of things even now. Little more than a praise-hungry mutt looking to please his master." He sharply adds, spawning a pair of twin bolts in each hand.[break][break]

"You're weak; barking incessantly to appear otherwise. Just like . Just like . Cowards who refuse to face the hard truths. I'm done pitying you all."[break][break]

Neon blue eyes narrow as he notices a tinge of madness in the other's eyes. Was he seeing something that wasn't there? He certainly looked worse for wear. But it was no matter. If anything, it only meant that putting him down would be a mercy. Alive or dead: he'd leave that up to Mint, his body's endurance, and the same 'fate' that had chosen to link them together in the first place.[break][break]

And, as the GENESECT comes charging toward him, the AVATAR leaves one last parting remark:[break][break]

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At first, the X-SCISSOR seems to strike its mark. Chunks of earth are torn up in the attack, but no blood or flesh rains down afterward to announce the death of either. Thunder growls loudly above the moment this happens. Then, in an instant, Remiel appears above the GENESECT, casting one of two LIGHTNING BOLT's downward to try and immobilize it before landing upon it.[break][break]

Meanwhile, on the other side, ZEKROM reaches out to try and seize with a PSYCHIC power, lifting the masked man upwards into the air.[break][break]

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"I know that you lack conviction. That you'd abandon your cause if it meant saving your own ass! Your patron is an overgrown electric eel that believes in NOTHING!" Mint hissed, voice rough as his voice box fails, static layering roughly over his own words. 's face fades momentarily as he blinks and Remiel's face comes to the forefront, glowing eyes bright, almost blinding. He feels like a raw nerve. His insecurities out the open for anybody to hurt him with. "Not. Praise." He spat back. "This is what duty looks like." would've been proud of him. would've approved. Surely even would. After all, he was a Beast. A murderer. A collector. A show of Rocket's strength, accomplishing the impossible every single time. [break][break]

"I never asked for pity, you waste of space-" He looks ahead, moving to his true goal. The path to the Dynatree is clear. Their fighting had pushed up and out swathes of mist and fog. And while he doesn't see the bird he's looking for, he knows they're close. All throughout this, an incessant beeping had not let him forget his true target. Even hurting, aching. His breathing is labored, interrupting his words with harsh gasps as strength leaks away from him. would be pleased she had hurt him so. Maybe he should have killed her.[break][break]

The thought numbs him, blood and adrenaline running cold. She'd risked his mission, his life. Next time. [break][break]

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Wild eyes focus on the tree, despite the spike of fury. His head craned backwards just in time to watch his Genesect crushed. The pressure on already weak joints and the sudden electrical surge breaking down the beetle bot and forcing it to crumple on the ground. "NO!" But despite his protests, his dutiful guard had crushed, systems forced offline. [break][break]

His vision swam, shifting and moving as the Zekrom's PSYCHIC lifts him up. He can't control his movement, and his stomach flips inside him as the ground grows further and further away. "I'm not done." but his panic is obvious in the way he desperately pats himself down for his Genesect pokeball. [break][break]

"I've come this far-" he snapped as his voice cracked. Frustration gripping his throat as he managed to return his defeated battle bot, clutching the green-blue pokeball to his chest. [break][break]

"I'm NOT. DONE!"




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Remiel Calcifet
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POSTED ON Jun 8, 2024 2:56:06 GMT
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There's a loud raucous crash as Remiel lands on the GENESECT, pinning it down with a boot before pulling its arms back with both hands. With a sharp crackle, those hands send a debilitating shock through the cyborg's body to completely shut down its systems. Once upon a time, he'd nearly built one of his own. It sat, unfinished and unused, in a lab on the ROCKET SUBMARINE.[break][break]

"That you'd presume as much when the dragon of IDEALS continues to stand beside me is laughable," The AVATAR snorts, casting the GENESECT's arms down like trash. "Yet I remain here, in HOENN, fighting against you lot when I could have retreated into the comforts of a palace instead." He adds, stepping back as the cyborg is recalled into its ball.[break][break]

As is lifted into the air, the royal forms another LIGHTNING BOLT in his hand before pointing it upward at him. "That alone is a testament to how wrong you are, Mint. Yet you and so many others choose to so desperately cling to your fantasized misconceptions of me. None of you know the real me. Take that ridiculous mask off and open your damn eyes."[break][break]

Sensing Remiel's will, Zekrom casts the BEAST toward the DYNA TREE with its PSYCHIC power. The crack of bone against wood precedes the LIGHTNING STILETTO that casts itself just inches away from Mint's head. Then, in an instant, Remiel is crouched beside the younger man's slumped body, grabbing his collar roughly with one hand.[break][break]

"The LIGHT STONE. Tell me where it is, or I'll pin you to this tree as an example." He growls.
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His vision is blurring. He feels himself choking. He can't tell if it's because he's stuck floating mid air, desperately trying to right himself but still held in the dragon's grasp. "Your bitch dragon's ideals mean shit!" he screamed, despite how panicked he was in his struggling. [break][break]

"You're just an insecure rich kid with something to pro-" [break][break]

CRACK!
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Neon stopped breathing, impact reverberating every sense he had. His bones rattle, his body crumples. Body armor can only do so much. Adrenaline can only push him for so long. He doesn't know if its his body that cracks of the bark of the Dynatree. He can't move, seized in a sudden overwhelming pain. Tears fall without control from the lone visible eye he has as he focuses on nothing. The Beast shook, spasming in what looked like the slightest attempt to breathe. A gasp that couldn't quite finish. Air that could not flow for pain was locking it out of Neon's lungs. [break][break]

All air had been harshly smashed out of it. Flesh bruises, it has to at this point. He's dented the tree. He feels tingles racing up and down his limbs. His spine- his- was his spine ok? Could he not walk because he was busy suffocating?? Or because The Exacting has paralyzed him? [break][break]

He dodesn't know. He cna't think. Neon had never been much of a fighter. Subterfuge. Guerilla. Underhanded. That was Neon. He was strong becuase that was his job, but before he had been an indirect fighter. His bones still fresh, unbroken from a cushy life. His skin still porcelain, unmarred by a past life- [break][break]

That's a lie. [break][break]

That's a lie Michaelis. [break][break]

That's a huge lie, isn't it Micha? [break][break]

Isn't it? [break][break]



His forearms itch. A sudden flare up under his protective sleeves. The feeling of wetness. Had those old wounds opened up too? Had he been thrown so hard he was starting to be unmade? [break][break]

The LIGHTNING STILETTO lands and explode just above his head as he tries move. Instinct screams to run, to dive into the Dynatree and get enough time to TELEPORT. But flesh can only push past its own limitations for so long. Neon is battered, and broken. Threads mental and physical are unraveling. Transmissions haven't been cutting in. He's alone. He's going to die. [break][break]


All over a stupid bird he had yet to catch. He can't even look up at the branches of the Dynatree above. The beeping inside his helmet rapid fire denoting his closeness to the signal. He wonders if his Genesect had managed to spit out those coordinates to and . [break][break]

Surely...out of everyone in Rocket, they'd show up. They had to. He's not sure how much more he can hold out. He wouldn't stop, even if his eyes droop slightly in the brief calm. [break][break]

Neon is a limp animal, unable to right himself before Remiel does it for him. He hangs from one hand, and he wheezes still catching his breath. The smell of fear cloaks him like a thick smog. The LED screen is a mess, fractures and broken through, flickering wildly unable to show an expression. [break][break]

will die tonight, with all members of his past life watching. No friends to find what remains of him. No priest to hand him his last rights. [break][break]

It was no better than being put down like a dog. [break][break]

He managed to lean back his head, lone exposed eye wide and straining to focus. [break][break]

"Choke."
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His bloodied right hand moves upwards in ta final burst of energy nails going to dig into the noble's voice box. He'd die before he gave up on the Galarian Articuno. It'd toyed with him enough. If it weren't for these fucking interruptions- these stupid fucking voices-!





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His insults mean nothing to the former ADMIN. At this point, they're little more than dust in the wind. Nevertheless, Remiel can't help but feel pangs of guilt and pity for his former colleague.[break][break]

How had they reached this point? It felt like just yesterday they were chasing leads and exploring them together; shoulder-by-shoulder. They'd been on the fast track to becoming friends before... well, before reality set in.[break][break]

Perhaps they would have become friends if it hadn't been for TEAM ROCKET. Then again, if it hadn't been for TEAM ROCKET, perhaps they never would have met in the first place. Would that have made this easier?[break][break]

Suddenly, reaches for his neck, meeting only a sharp jolt that deters his fingers from Remiel's jugular. And, suddenly, conviction rises from the royal's churning pool of conflicted feelings. This wasn't a question of whether he could do it. Nor if he should.[break][break]

was already lost.[break][break]

This was something he had to do.
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Before he knows it, he's reeled back his arm and clenched his free hand into a crackling fist, gripping the BEAST's collar tightly as he holds him steady for the first blow. And, without a word, without hesitation, the AVATAR strikes true upon Mint's face. What might have otherwise sounded like a dull thud (or the crack of a broken nose) is instead accentuated by a deep crash of thunder.[break][break]

A second time. A third. A fourth. Again.[break][break]

And again.
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Where Mint's vision might blur a crimson shade of red, Remiel's is an electrifying flash of blue. With each subsequent punch in this beatdown, a deeply rooted anger poisons and kills any lingering sympathies he might have had for his former ally. He had brought this upon himself, the prince reasons. And he would not be the only one in TEAM ROCKET with this fate.[break][break]

Remiel only stops when he realizes he has no idea how much time has passed. When he realizes he isn't sure how much of the blood seeping from the tattered knuckles of his glove is his own. Only then does he stop, zapping Mint awake from unconsciousness with a slap to the cheek.[break][break]

"Is this what you wanted?! Is this what the glory of TEAM ROCKET has brought you?!"
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Magia - Kalafina
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A gloved hand lashes out, unafraid of the surges of electricity that were sure to follow. The Beast is pinned to the back of the Dynatree, imposing and dark as it witnesses this display of brutality. Fist meets helmet, and the force makes his head snap to the side almost unnaturally, but not quite dead. No, thatā€™d be too easy for the mighty . [break][break]

You can hear the faintest of sobs that spasm through your opponent as he tries to breathe. But it seemed that last attack had been all the strength he had left the Rocket Beast had left in him. But even in this state, you have deigned him guilty and began his execution. Your fist crackles and sparks with blinding light hitting over and over and over and over and over and over and overā€¦ [break][break]

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At some point the helmet is yanked off. The latches securing it to his suitā€™s top were overridden by the surge of electricity that drew out pathetic, wet cries from the Beast. If this was to be the way died, it was truly the worst. Slow, blunt, and painful. Every punch a new burn against raw nerves. Every shock roasting his insides, his nerves, his mind. [break][break]

Your pain, the struggle you wield against Rocket, is laid bare here. The IDEAL WORLD without Rocket you desperately crave leads to one truth: a massacre. [break][break]

No more than Rocketā€™s dog, no more than a corpse with the faintest of pulse. The Beast becomes your idol, the tree an altar of your hate. It is witness to the cruel lengths you, the League, will go to. It wouldā€™ve been more humane, more right, as a leader, a noble, to end him quickly. But the TRUTH of it all? The TRUTH is that you finally have a convenient outlet for your HATRED. Against Rocket, against yourself. [break][break]

is no longer Mint, but a convenient thing to project on. After all, you watch, growing tired, growing cold the trail of blood, the teeth littering the ground, the dark purple of what used to be pale flesh. You realize, your victim is unresponsive. You donā€™t even know if heā€™s breathing. [break][break]

Are you happy? [break][break]

Are you proud? [break][break]

Is this the true price of your IDEALS? [break][break]

Are you prepared to shoulder this weight?
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is nothing to you. If you think about it. If youā€™re honest with yourself. Who was he to you? A colleague. A potential research partner. But you were not friends. No. Donā€™t you remember? You had hierarchy. You had other concerns. [break][break]

Killing a stranger is easy. Killing a brother is a tragedy. A mutually assured destruction. And this? You know deep down, this was easy. [break][break]

The sharp hiss of shock mixes with the loud thwack of your slap. Eyelids flutter from the force, but when you pull prey close, he doesnā€™t react. You realize, slowly, that he's dead. Dull, bloodshot eyes stare back into your own as you try to figure out when it was he passed. Was it on the 5th punch? Or was it the shock that came from the second? The smell of burning and fear and peat is thick in the air. [break][break]

Mm, whatcha say? Oh that itā€™s all for the best? Well, of course it is.


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rocket beast
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The first punch he takes, even if he cries out in protest. The surge of electricity rips his voice from him, forcing it to crack as he gasps. Every twitch, every breath is in service of alleviating the pain. And then by the third punches him so hard his head slams into the bark again and he realizes heā€™s blacking out, the back of his head aching along with his right ear. [break][break]

But even realizing this, his body didnā€™t move to stop it. [break][break]

Not that thereā€™s anything to stop. All of sudden, Mint is laying on his back, no longer pinned to a tree. His helmet dented and shattered. But at least itā€™s silent. Heā€™s alone. Mostly. He can feel someoneā€™s eyes on him, though that had been a constant this entire time. [break][break]

Carefully, he moves pained fingers to his neck, fighting with the latches to release himself form the remnants of his helmet. The punches had finally crashed itā€™s internal computers. The infinity tracker had long since stopped screaming for mercy. The LED panel on the front had gone dark already. He takes a deep breath, looking around. The clearing is spacious, and the ground is cold. Bits of snow and ice litter the hard earth and above him looms a tall, barren tree. The snow sitting throughout itā€™s branches and coating everything in sight was a dead giveaway he wasnā€™t back in Hoenn anymore. [break][break]

Heā€™s familiar with ice, with the cold. Galarian Articuno isnā€™t. Not like itā€™s Kanto form. But, much like itā€™s companion, the bird seemed to thrive up north, in the Crown Tundra. Or so the rumors said. Perhaps this was it. Itā€™s ancestral home. Something being pulled out of a book and fairy farts couldnā€™t change because it was so deeply baked into its being. [break][break]

He sees his breath before him, and the ground was slowly sucking the body heat of his legs, even with his gear. [break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] MINT ā„ļø: [break][break]

Ah, I'm dying.



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The realization would leave him cold, if his body wasnā€™t pouring steam off into the clouded morning. He looked up at the tree, realizing he was sitting at itā€™s roots. Had he slipped through the bark unseen? Had he blacked out and this was his brainā€™s swan song? At least the cold feels cold. It should be concerning, but it numbs his pain. His sweat is chilled, his pain numbed out. When he defrosted, he would be in a world of hurt if he was even alive. [break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] SILVANO āœ’ļø: [break][break]

Do you really never want to go back, Michaelis?



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The tortured poet regards him with cold eyes. Not with disdain, but an innate apathy reserved for only the most spoiled of the ultra rich. He didnā€™t see himself as above Mint. He didnā€™t see Mint, period. [break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] MINT ā„ļø: [break][break]

Canā€™t I get peace even in death!?



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[attr="class","gscnote"] SILVANO āœ’ļø: [break][break]

...



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But the apparition doesn't leave. And he barely has the energy to argue with it. He wouldnā€™t spend his last hour of lucidity fighting people who werenā€™t real. But then again, he canā€™t keep himself from arguing. The freedom of his words now seemed to have led to a bout of impulsivity. [break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] SILVANO āœ’ļø: [break][break]

ā€¦Do you really hate us so much?



[break][break]

At the question, Mint let out a bark of laughter, harsh and deriding. [break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] MINT ā„ļø: [break][break]

Iā€™d rather carve out my own veins over 1000 times than go back! Why donā€™t you get it?!



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Because he fervently believed that. Sure, being a Fisk was easier. He didnā€™t worry about budgets or rent or food. He just existed. Nebulously. Painting scenes he barely remembered from his dreams and disappearing in giant sunflower fields for hours with no one looking for him. [break][break]

Silvano stares back before trying his luck again. [break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] SILVANO āœ’ļø: [break][break]

Nobody came for you, you know?



[break][break]

The Beast flinched, but then steeled himself against his little brother.
[break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] MINT ā„ļø: [break][break]

You were a surrogate.



[break][break]

Thereā€™s sudden silence. Silvano takes pause, eyes widening for a moment as Mint raised his head against his little brother. Heā€™d never experienced having one, only sisters when he was still alive. But Silvano was here now, they could make up for lost time. [break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] MINT ā„ļø: [break][break]

A replacement. I look at your profile. The young, eccentric, torture poet society? Youā€™re a reprise, a poorly produced remix.



[break][break]

His voice rose as he spoke, aiming not just to defend himself but to hurt. Whether or not Rocket had left him to die- whether or not and and had abandoned him- that didnā€™t matter. That wasnā€™t any of his dailyā€™s business. Silvano rebuts just as quickly despite the cracks in his own practiced neutrality. The little poet steps forward head high, eyes narrowed.
[break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] SILVANO āœ’ļø: [break][break]

Do you really want to die?



[break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] MINT ā„ļø: [break][break]

I wonā€™t.



[break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] SILVANO āœ’ļø: [break][break]

Do you really want this? For what?! Rocket? Recognition-!?



[break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] MINT ā„ļø: [break][break]

SHUT UP!



[break][break]

A surge of fury runs through the Beast as the insecurity innately in him flares up once more. He pushes through fatigue for just a moment and lunges. For his little brother.
[break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] MINT ā„ļø: [break][break]

I killed one Fisk already, whatā€™s another!?



[break][break]

His hand catches the boyā€™s shirt and in his hand is a dagger. [break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] MINT ā„ļø: [break][break]

What do you people even know?! Michaelis Fisk is dead!


[break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] MINT ā„ļø: [break][break]

And you canā€™t tell me what to do anymore!



[break][break]

But Silvano grips his fist before he can plunge the knife into his heart. [break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] SILVANO āœ’ļø: [break][break]

Youā€™d kill your little brother over this-


[break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] MINT ā„ļø: [break][break]

Iā€™d kill you for practice. The Fiskā€™s are nothing to me. This chase? This power?? Itā€™s never been for you.



[break][break]

He pulls his fist back, bringing Silvanoā€™s hand up before biting down hard. He hits bone, tastes iron and his brother screams. [break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] MINT ā„ļø: [break][break]

Itā€™s always been for me! Because I can do it! Because I will!



[break][break]

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Steel meets flesh, and Mint plunges his dagger into his little brotherā€™s heart. There was no grand reveal. No higher purpose. Beast Frost had been tasked to acquire Galarian Articuno for the Glory of Rocket, and as a Beast, he would capture it by any means possible. The utmost of urgency had sent him on a chase hours ago, and now he might as well lose it. [break][break]

Silvano bleeds out underneath him and then smiles. Laughs even. Something unhinged, something not his own. A strange cackling that turns into disjointed screeching as it raises in pitch. [break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] SILVANO āœ’ļø: [break][break]


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Mint backs off, pulling the blade with him. Silvano stays put, shaking and spasming unnaturally. His limbs creak, his voice transforms, and his form shifts. The illusion falls with a sudden final screech and Mint is left staring up at the beast heā€™d been chasing for hours throughout Hoenn. [break][break]

He forgets how to breathe, overwhelmed as the Cruel pokemon simply floated before him. He felt its presence tickling the back of his head. Not a voice, but a rumble. A- A feeling compels him to look away from the myth made real. His hand was clutching a steel feather, clean and slicing ever so slightly into his own thick gloves. [break][break]

The Galarian bird floated, slowly circling its prey. It had methodically, systematically lured Mint throughout all of Hoenn. It had taunted him, beaten him, sliced and thrown him. It had led Mint into enemy territory, into open positions a saboteur like him wouldnā€™t usually take. All the while just staying right out of reach. So tantalizingly close. [break][break]

Now Mint was at the end of his rope, broken and beaten by some of the best in the region. He didnā€™t know what to say. Couldnā€™t even attempt to reach for another pokeball. The Galarian bird stared at him down, eyes shining like cold marbles. [break][break]

ā€œI-ā€ It flaps its wings, like a warning. [break][break]

ā€œI just- wait-ā€ The tension picks up as the bird opens its wings with flourish and its eyes begin to glow. [break][break]

ā€œPlease! Whatever you want, Rocket will provide! Iā€™ll get it for you!ā€ he blurted out as the legendary began to charge up mysterious power in its eyes. Desperation makes way to arrogance as he continued, the bird leaning down. Its sharp beak is too close to his own face for comfort. [break][break]

ā€œI did it! I did it all! I found you! I tracked you!ā€ he shouted. The avian legend pulses as a sudden gust of wind swirls around it and outwards, knocking back Mint a couple of feet. He tumbles close to the tree, the large, old trunk stopping his fall. [break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] LUCIANO šŸŽØ: [break][break]

Congratulations, youā€™re a couple of brain cells smarter than any other of your compatriots.



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Not this again. But like the dead, another of his siblings rises again. Silvanoā€™s bloodied, disfigured body is gone. But somehow, Luciano rises from the shadows. A proxy for the beast he was trying to survive. [break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] LUCIANO šŸŽØ: [break][break]

They donā€™t want anything, piccino. They donā€™t need anything, far above you and your human ambition.



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Mintā€™s head hurts, a psychic pressure gently squeezing his brain. It could be more painful, realized. A fact he learned as Luci watches him and his grin broadens before relaxing once more. In turn the squeeze on his head intensifies for effect before stopping. And Mint knows this isnā€™t just a hallucination. This is all intentional. [break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] LUCIANO šŸŽØ: [break][break]

Donā€™t pout, Mint. Itā€™s not our fault the most familiar to you was also your most hated.



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The beast flushed with fresh anger as his brother laughed into his hand. His words arenā€™t sincere. It hadnā€™t been an accident. Digging up Michaelis Fiskā€™s coffin had been the point the entire time. Theyā€™d meant to hurt him. [break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] LUCIANO šŸŽØ: [break][break]

But you persevered. You could handle what dozens around you could not. You should feel proud.



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Through the pulse of fury he feels confused, something vaguely touching the edges of his mind. Everything was saying was quick. A conversation without a chance to respond. Itā€™s like- Itā€™s like theyā€™re- oh. [break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] LUCIANO šŸŽØ: [break][break]

Youā€™re still lucid, but youā€™re running out of time.


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The bleeding hasn't stopped. They hadnā€™t healed them. Mint isnā€™t even sure heā€™s even alive anymore, but his brother continues, encroaching on his space as Galarian Articuno looms. Luciano grins, and Mint knows heā€™s been backed against a wall again. This had never been about capturing the bird. On the contrary, it had been all about catching him. And heā€™d fallen for it, hook, line and sinker. Luciano reaches out for his head, tilts his face upward as he analyzes the blood trickling from Mintā€™s hairline and the bruises blooming on his face. [break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] LUCIANO šŸŽØ: [break][break]

Even if you disagree with our methods, wouldnā€™t our partnership be something divine?



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The grin Luci gives Mint is unnatural, pushing the boundary of what seemed natural and uncanny. Like his skin would rip if he kept it up too long. Mint nearly buckles at the sight, distraught at the sight of his brother, of the words he thinks heā€™s hearing. Because he's not sure this bird is real. That it can talk. They don't talk. They never talk. His vision swims and he feels something itching the back of his head as Luci raises his eyes to the Galarian Articuno. The bird is now closer than ever, shadows and body overtaking Mintā€™s sight as he felt himself cry in disbelief. He struggled to swallow, cracked lips and paper tongue making it difficult. But he clears his throat even as the discomfort he felt increases. Pressure closes in on his head as he takes in a shaky breath. [break][break]

[attr="class","gscnote"] MINT ā„ļø: [break][break]

Yes.


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His vision shifts, unnaturally so. The temperature drops dramatically. The wind stills. He doesn't need to look. Theyā€™re in the tree. He knows theyā€™re in the Dynatree. He feels his skin burn, his head THROB as something overtakes him. Something no human could possibly understand or be meant to suffer through. But he does. He takes this contract- fusion- bond- even as his entire body lights up in agony. [break][break]

Mint stands tall, but at what cost? What has he done? What has been done to him? As wind whips around his form, filtering through the thick branches of the Dynatree, he inhales deeply before letting out an animalistic noise [break][break]

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The scream pierces the silence of the foggy clearing and Remielā€™s murder scene. It reverberates throughout Evergrande, throughout Hoenn itself marking the birth of a new, terrible being. Another anomaly. Another avatar. [break][break]

The Eye of the Creator turns once more to look out of Its Abyss.
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Hurt propels action to find relief. But there is none in the totality of this change as is made and unmade by strange powers. Galarian Articuno watches to see if the change will take and seems to move on. IF Mint lives, they will join him. If not, then this venture was at least amusing. [break][break]

There is little guidance, the pressure on Mint lessens to let him focus. But Mint doesnā€™t wait, breathing hard, harsh gasps as he hugs himself and claws at his back. And then they sense it. Through the pain and confusion, he feels it them: the exacting and his patron. [break][break]

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Wind swirls and whips around the Beastā€™s body as he shoots through the tree branches and out of his patronā€™s bubble of safety. Mint hovers in the air, wind howling around him as he lets out a broken, guttural yell. [break][break]

ā€œREMIEL!!!ā€
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And he drops on him like a meteorite. Remiel is still at the base of the tree, hands bloodied and clutching at nothing, entranced. He looks up a second too late as the Beast slams into the ground with speed that cracks the earth and spits up dirt. And as the noble sputters in surprise, Mint lifts up a hand and punches him across the face. [break][break]

ā€œC H O K E !ā€
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The wind that swirled around them works like a turbine, sucking up the air around them and pulling the Exactingā€™s last moments of breath. In seconds, heā€™d taken the traitor by surprise and turned the tables. But the only difference is Mint, bleeding and wild, holds no sympathy and no restraint. [break][break]

Zekrom crackles, ready to strike down the impudent Rocket before the Galarian Articuno cuts it off, eyes glowing as it shot a terrifying beam at the black dragon. It let out a roar that abruptly cut off, eyes frozen in place as the mighty bird glared. With it still, the psychic type set to work to buy their blessed time to adjust to the surge. [break][break]

As Mint watches his opponent, bloody knuckles and all, fall to the ground he snarls, voice hoarse but still loud enough to cut through the noise of his own haywire powers. [break][break]

ā€œIā€™ll show you a real PSYCHIC.ā€
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His eyes glow and Remiel, gasping for air, could only watch as the ground disappeared from him. The small dent in the Dynatree is grown as Mint slams the other avatar into the bark. Some of it splinters off and falls to the ground, some of it is caught in Mintā€™s unwieldy grasp and thrown into a hard root that pokes through the ground. Remiel is thrown into the earth, into rock, into root, and bark over and over and over again. Every bit of breath he manages to take in is pushed out by the harsh drops. [break][break]

Flesh bruises, blood drips. And all the while Remiel can see his old comrade change. Heā€™s bleeding. Not just from his stab wound and his nose, but blue hair is stained red as something sharp grows out, and something cotton-like flitters off him with every harsh movement he makes. Remiel is trying, to get a grip. Mintā€™s movements are fast, almost instinctual. There is no plan of action, it only hurts. And Mint makes that flow like a dam undone. [break][break]

ā€œYou think you can hurt me?!ā€
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His mouth is pulled into a vicious grin, drunk with sudden power even at Remiel sparks up defensively. Lightning crashes down on them both and Mintā€™s figure fades into nothing. Another Mint slams his heel into Remielā€™s back and sends him stumbling forward before another LIGHTNING STILETTO is throw back. It lands and explodes on the ground, leaving a huge pock mark. But Mint is unaffected, giddy and giggling as Remiel finds him once more. Heā€™s barely touching the ground. Remiel shoots again and Mint flicks his wrist, creating a sudden shield that deflects the electricity. [break][break]

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But Remmiel is now on the counterattack, gasping hard to control his breathing and running after the newly inducted avatar. After all, heā€™d been working with his patronā€™ far, far longer than Mint. He could outlast him. Remiel runs forward, trailing the avatar as he switches between laughing and panting. [break][break]

ā€œIā€™ll show you how fragile your IDEALS are, Remiel!ā€
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Remiel lunges, but Mint simply splits in half, mirror images bursting out left and right. He ignores the, only for the Mint before him to break into specks of light. Wrong choice. But that doesnā€™t deter him. Sparks fly as brutality breeds more, a self sustaining monster as the pair clash. Remiel striking hollow copies and fist fighting the newly hatched avatar. Blow after blow is exchanged, with Mint either landing or Remiel blocking. But it is all relentless, the hits blasting away the little fog left in the clearing of the Dynatree. [break][break]

Then thereā€™s a sudden change. All copies of Mint flinch and writhe as something finished pushing out of his skin. Strange, feathery appendages form and rapidly grow feathers that flutter harmlessly to the ground as he cries, openly sobbing as the clothing around his shoulders and ankles are ripped through. [break][break]

The mutation leaves him vulnerable though, and Remiel takes full advantage to surge forth with incredible speed, hands sparking loudly. Mint flinches away as Remiel reaches for him and the Beast screams, remembering the pain from his hands, the pain had tortured him to death with. [break][break]

ā€œNO!ā€
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Instantly, as Mint stumbled away from Remiel, as feathers seemed to slice through the protective clothing on his arm, slicing at skin and bone. Feathers that had seemed to flutter aimlessly as they molted off the avatar glinted against the electricity coming off his hands. Remiel snarls in pain, the blood trickling instantly from the fine cuts. Bloody, steel-like feathers are pulled by psychic force, grouping up defensively as Mint rips one out of the air and lunges for Remiel. [break][break]

The wall of feathers that has attempted to block Remielā€™s path forward easily move and flutter out of Mintā€™s way as he aims a steel feather straight into his heart, just like Silvano. Remiel is able to deflect slamming his sparking pal into Mintā€™s chest. But Mint clings to him, eyes wide open as he screed in pain. [break][break]

ā€œNOT YET, YOU PRICK!ā€
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The Beastā€™s hand grabs thick, black locks and he pulls. His other hand drops the feather dagger as his eyes glow and he lets off a sudden pulse of power. Remiel is frozen as his empty hand claws over the other side of his head. But the point isnā€™t to hurt. [break][break]

No, at this proximity his goal is survival. [break][break]

ā€œYOU DONā€™T DESERVE TO KNOW MY NAME!ā€
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He digs, psychic energy overwhelming, dominating as Remiel chokes, dropping to his knees as Mint worked. [break][break]

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He rips into the Exactingā€™s memories roughly scratching and ripping, editing and replacing the most pertinent thing knew about him: his real name. Itā€™s rough, a thing of legend but Mint doesn't care of what would become of Remiel. Only that he would never again have the privilege to utter the name: . Until, perhaps, he eventually learned it all over again. But without the Rocket connotation. Without the memory of lively discussion, and research sessions. [break][break]

The potential of what could have been dies here, with Remielā€™s butchered memory of him. But he doesn't leave him with nothing. Mint changes the appearance, the name. He leaves Neon to shoulder the hatred of the noble he was ruining. [break][break]

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Lightning suddenly pools above the clearing, overpowering the nobleā€™s screams. Zekrom, sensing its chosen pain as something unnatural was forced upon him. The black dragon roars, breaking free from the trance the Galarian Articuno had been fighting him on. The dragon summons a sudden lightning shower as the bird disappears to safety. Bolt after bolt is drawn to their clearing, falling down on the Galarian Articuno and itā€™s chosen to stop their combined power corrupting Remielā€™s memories. [break][break]

The hack job is finished, and Mint pulls away as Remiel gasps for breath, shaking from the exertion. Though, even he isnā€™t fast enough to avoid all of Zekromā€™s wrath. Before he can turn his attention to the dragon, a bolt slams into him, ripping out a scream as he spasms and falls to the ground. The sky rumbles as Zekrom pulls focus to drop all itā€™s combined power [break][break]


[attr="class","gscnote"] REMIEL āš”: [break][break]

M-... mm...N-Neon- w-...wwHAT-
WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?!



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He looks up, meeting the nobleā€™s glowing blue eyes with his own shining pale green. A malicious smile reflects back as he says nothing. Remiel charges as Mint tries to stand and get ready. But heā€™s at his limit. Finally the winds shudder and seem to calm, and his breathing is incredibly labored. Dizziness is taking over. And as Remiel screams in frustration, Mintā€™s patron acts, itā€™s own feathery blades landing into the ground between them. In an instant, the purple legend is gloating at Mintā€™s side, one wing juts out to cover the sight of their broken avatar, and they TELEPORT away. [break][break]

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[attr="class","title"]TLDR;

| i'm just here for the psych assessment [break][break]








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it's a highway, highway to the dark [break]
and a neon medusa's got your heart .



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hammerlocke, galar
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A foreign presence in the mind was not something Remiel wished to experience ever again.[break][break]

In its aftermath, the EXACTING is left with the annoying sensation that he'd forgotten something he wasn't supposed to. The lines between reality and fiction blur. He was driving himself mad wondering if he was the same person he had been moments ago, or if the entity had truly departed from his consciousness at all.[BREAK][BREAK]

Nevertheless, he knows NEON had become the one thing he had hoped to prevent: TEAM ROCKET's newest AVATAR. Though he recalled bringing the BEAST inches from death, there was ultimately nothing he could have done about it. Perhaps next time he'd aim for the bird first, he thinks as he weakly staggers back onto both feet. As far as he was concerned, this was his mistake to... correct.[BREAK][BREAK]

Bruised, bloody, and gritting teeth in pain, however, it was clear the exiled prince was in no state to try and do so now. He limps over to a large DYNA TREE root growing up from the ground instead, carefully sits down upon it, and tears his right sleeve off with one forceful yank. To temporarily halt the bleeding, Remiel wraps his makeshift bandage around where the feathers had cut deep into his arm.[BREAK][BREAK]

Only when ZEKROM's voice enters his freshly invaded mind does he stop; flinching as if bracing himself for another brainwashing.[BREAK][BREAK]

"I'm alright," He assures the BLACK YIN, feigning composure as he carries on. "... NEON took something from me. I'm not sure what, but it seemed important." He wonders if it had been taken from ZEKROM's memories as well. Although he supposes only time will tell whether the effects of the brainwashing bled that deeply.[BREAK][BREAK]

Unbeknownst to them all, the manner in which this particular memory had been ripped out from him had initiated a cascade of unforeseen reverberations that were now slowly unraveling.[BREAK][BREAK]

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[attr="class","remy-lb-bannerbottom"]SCIAMACHY ā™”


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peppermint, micha
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rocket beast
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[attr="class","header"]HEADER: šŸŒŠšŸŒŠšŸŒŠ


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Sis Puella Magica - Irken Pony (remix)
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TIME: 1018 HOURS [break]
NEON ā˜¢ļø [break]
HEALTH šŸ’™šŸ–¤šŸ–¤šŸ–¤šŸ–¤ [break]
HUNGER šŸ–¤šŸ–¤šŸ–¤šŸ–¤šŸ–¤ [break]
THIRST šŸ–¤šŸ–¤šŸ–¤šŸ–¤šŸ–¤ [break]
SANITY šŸ’™šŸ–¤šŸ–¤šŸ–¤šŸ–¤ [break]


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[attr="class","gscnote"] NEON ā˜¢ļø: [break][break]

T-...This is Neon r-reportingā€¦.

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[attr="class","gscnote"] āš”ļø: [break][break]

Neon! Is that you? Report in! What is your status? Mint! Answer me, now.

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[attr="class","gscnote"] NEON ā˜¢ļø: [break][break]

Galarian Articuno has been securedā€¦..

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[attr="class","gscnote"] NEON ā˜¢ļø: [break][break]

Reportā€¦.re-....r-reporting to medical wing- KSHHHHHHHHH

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A-Admin Cross?! This is Dr. Ritter- Neon has just entered the ward and collapsed.

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[attr="class","gscnote"] JAYDEN āš”ļø: [break][break]

?!

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[attr="class","gscnote"] DR. RITTER [break][break]

Weā€™re transferring them into the ICU to stabilize.

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[attr="class","gscnote"] DR. RITTER [break][break]

Neon suffered through a large stab wound, as well as multiple bone fractures, and possible head injuries.

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[attr="class","gscnote"] DR. RITTER [break][break]

On initial glance they also seem burnt, their clothing in tatters and- a-and

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[attr="class","gscnote"] JAYDEN āš”ļø: [break][break]

And what, Doctor? What else?

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[attr="class","gscnote"] DR. RITTER [break][break]

There- there seems to beā€¦we have to take a closer look to be sure but-...they seem to have grown vestigial...wings-

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[attr="class","gscnote"] JAYDEN āš”ļø: [break][break]

ā€¦Focus on stabilizing Mint. Everyone else, clear the area now!

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[attr="class","gscnote"] DR. RITTER [break][break]

The- they were rambling on their way in about the legendary- that it seems to have contracted with them.

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[attr="class","gscnote"] JAYDEN āš”ļø: [break][break]

JAYDEN: I expect a full report on my desk by the end of the day. I want no detail overlooked, you hear me? Give me status updates by the hour. You are dismissed.





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[attr="class","oocnotes"] + | i'm just here for the- for the fall


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[attr="class","milkcredit"]milky




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[attr="class","omgentop"]SCIAMACHY



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SPECIAL EVENT THREAD



MEDICAL ASSESSMENT



THE TRIAL CONCLUDES. has passed. As struggles to recollect what was taken from him, the GALARIAN ARTICUNO takes the Rocket Beast as its own.[break][break]

Taken to the medical wing, there is no question about Mint's transformation. Dr. Ritter notes the wings: how beautiful they are. How horrible they are. The report is sterileā€”but the mind wanders to chilling connotations with every line read. [break][break]

They are an Avatar now. Forever blessed, forever cursed, forever worthy.


[attr="class","chosen"]YOU ARE WORTHY
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galarian articuno has chosen , the mercurial, as their avatar.
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Mint receives the following perks:
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  • Mint now possesses psychic powers that be used offensively or defensively. He is able to levitate and make other objects levitate like his patron. Furthermore, he is able to create a psychic barrier that masks himself from surveillance.
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  • Mint can now grow feathers that when plucked by hand or psychic ability, can take on the qualities of steel. These steely feathers disappear with use, but can be physically manipulated with Mint's psychic ability in various manners and are able to pierce and slash through metal.[break][break]

    Currently, the feathers seem to be focused around his head and also grow on his spine, shoulders, and ankles.[break][break]

    These feathers can be used to pierce into other creatures, which are then the victims of PSYCHIC IMPRINTS. These imprints are echoes of Mint's power that he can use to "curse" victims into seeing hallucinations for a brief period of time.
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  • Mint is also able to execute a FREEZING GLARE that can freeze people in their tracks, while also inducing panic or hallucinations for a brief period of time.
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  • When close enough, Mint is able to peer into a person's memory to adjust or review content that may be useful. However, this ability may be limited, dependent on the subject's own mental resilience or Mint's own mastery of the ability. (REQ: THIS ABILITY WILL REQUIRE EXTENSIVE RPER PERMISSION)
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  • You may add GALARIAN ARTICUNO to your personal computer and choose its moves like a gachapon pokemon.







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[attr="class","omacceptedtop"]SIDE STORY COMPLETE!

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