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An observer of eons cannot feel the warmth of another.
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GARDEN OF AVALON
POSTED ON Jun 9, 2024 20:04:20 GMT
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There was no victory in death. That was a remnant of a world where death was escape from the misery of living.[break][break]

A knight can only think of the battle and the release that the conclusion brings. There is no existence beyond the battlefield in this world. No wonder Zaria would think that a glorious death was a satisfying end. For the person who died, it didn't matter how death came for them. It lacked discrimination. [break][break]

Was Shirley a hero if nobody remembered? If a tree fell in the forest and nobody witnessed it, had it truly fell? [break][break]

But Howard remembered.[break][break]

"You did good, girl. I'm sorry I wasn't here to see you go, that I wasn't here when you needed me most." Howard's fist clasped over the crystal. With his other hand, he reached towards his eye socket. "I would've given up my other eye, if the first one hadn't been enough to save you back then." [break][break]

Even if he was blind, that memory would be engraved into his heart. He would remember. That was enough.[break][break]

"I'm you." He admitted. "We're the same." [break][break]

Howard's demeanor had always been meek. He had always been questioned on his partnership with an Aerodactyl. The beasts were wild, untamable, and destructive. Yet Howard had persisted until he and Shirley had come to love each other when they were both young. Shirley was wild because it was in her nature. Howard chased his dream because for the same reason. [break][break]

There was no greater meaning. [break][break]

They were the same. [break][break]

"Goodbye, Shirley. You fought. You won. Now rest, and I'll see you on the other side." [break][break]

They would be reunited when this story was over. Back in the real world, the sight of his first Pokémon would be burned into his psyche. The mountains he would move for her, the worlds he'd shift, the continents he'd pull.[break][break]

They would be reunited, one day. [break][break]

He left the grave behind, crystal in hand.



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POSTED ON Jun 9, 2024 22:31:37 GMT
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A week passed in the blink of an eye. Navy would look back, when time resumed its proper flow, and have vague memories of a good week. Zaria trained Howard at warcraft. Navy honed his skills as a trainer. They would take turns rotating between the five Pokemon they had on hand. Valkyrie, Roland, Hattori, Vortigern, and the occasional Rapidash were all eager to help. Navy would don the role of an Elite, grounding him in the world he’s sworn to protect.[break][break]
“You’re getting better, bit by bit.” The hero remarked on the final night before the train was due to arrive. “Can’t run away and hide in your books. Nothin’ to do but train, wait, and deal with any Dynamax Pokemon who get too close to the power spot.”[break][break]
As mighty as the Dynamax Pokemon were, the group was figuring out its routine. Chain them, pin them, put them out of their misery. None of them found the work appetizing, or pretty to look at, but it was keeping Wedgehurst safe. Galar’s hero had returned, and he was determined that peace would have its day.[break][break]
“One more time, Crystal.” Navy whispered from the hill, each of them waiting for the rumble of the train tracks. “For the class.”[break][break]
“You can just admit your mind’s going, old man.” His daughter teased. “It’s simple. All the guards are concentrated in the passenger cars. I’ve never seen how the act while the train's moving, but chances are they don’t check the tithe much. Not like there's many renegades in the wastelands.”[break][break]
“Query: Is that why we did not stow away in the crates offered as tithe?” Roland spoke with a machine’s perfect cadence.[break][break]
“Yes. The dark queen is no fool. She has them check the cargo.”[break][break]
“So we make for the caboose,” Navy picked up from there, “Hattori sneaks up, gets a count of everyone in the train while we hide out. Afterwards, we clear the train. Car by car. Once we’re inside Motostoke? ”[break][break]
“See how far we can sneak. Then rip and tear.”[break][break]
“You two have all the subtlety of a mace.” Crystal laughed, not unkindly. “Good thing you two know how to handle problems once the weapons come out.”[break][break]
“Lord, lord!” Hattori croaked. “The train comes!”[break][break]
“Well, then.” Navy mounted up on Valkyrie, secured his guns, and rallied the rest of the magnificent seven. “Let’s ride.”



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POSTED ON Jun 10, 2024 1:30:40 GMT
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The admin struggled to improve.[break][break]

His body was leaner, but Howard was a man who specialized in academics. He preferred the caress of parchment and the scratch of a pen over the swing of a sword. Yet much of Galar's history was lost in this world, and there were few books out in the wild. As a result, the only thing Howard could do was train. [break][break]

And train. [break][break]

And train.[break][break]

He was improving. As he danced with Navy and Zaria, he felt himself improving. He worked faster, noticed more, felt more confident on the battlefield. He was steadily improving within this transient dream. [break][break]

Would he remember his practice when this world ended? Would he be the same person?[break][break]

"I can't believe we're doing an actual train heist, like in the movies. This is crazy. It's insane, but we have no other way into Motostoke. If we come back later, the security will be even tighter. When the lords begin to fall, the rest will be paranoid." [break][break]

His voice betrayed a glimmer of hunger. He wanted to kill this woman. This was simply the first step. [break][break]

First, . [break][break]

The rest would follow. [break][break]

"We ride. Hop to it!" [break][break]

Hooves pounded against grass and dirt as they descended down the hill, clothes flapping in the wind. Trains were remarkably quick, but they were long and had to go along a predetermined path. With ample planning, a train could be cornered along its path. It was prey. Worse than that, it was predictable prey.[break][break]

Vortigern would like that. As would Shirley.



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POSTED ON Jun 10, 2024 1:43:46 GMT
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“Nobody’s as paranoid as my liege.” The words should have been an admonishment of , but they were spoken with admiration and a smile. For all the pain, fractures, and mistrust between the two, she was once his queen. Queen Penelope and King presided over the best years of his life, and for that he would always love them.[break][break]
“Ride!”[break][break]
And they did. Trails of red, silver, and purple flame were left in their wakes. Spectrier, fastest Pokemon to ever ride across Galar, pulled out ahead of the rest. With gun in hand, the Pale Rider cut the figure of a hero. His long coat trailed behind him, billowing in the wind he kicked up.[break][break]
Only a lone guard stood vigil in the back of the caboose. At long last, the Rider was given a foe to fight. Aiming his gun, old instincts finally seemed to kick in fully. His aim was perfect. His perfection would never be put on display in a museum, but it was no less beautiful than a painting. The shot was visceral, trailing out across open air and taking the guard square in the heart. Chains burst out the other side of the villain, caught in the wrong place at the wrong time, and he gurgled his last breath.[break][break]
The Rider was the first to jump onto the caboose, opening the back door so that Valkyrie could follow.[break][break]
One by one by one, his fellows joined him. Stray grain, surplus weapons, and other knickknacks lined the innards of the caboose. Valkyrie and the Rapidash could stay here, their part done for now.[break][break]
“Hattori.” Navy nodded to his most trusted lieutenant.[break][break]
“My Lord.” The Rider didn’t even see his Pokemon go. Placing his gun back in his holster, he turned to the rest. His axe, its keen killing edge gleaming in the light of a purple moon, was ready to get this business done.[break][break]
“I admit, old man,” Zaria smiled as she donned her helmet, “I’ve been looking forward to going into a proper battle with you.”[break][break]
“Leave some room for me.” Crystal said, drawing her bow. “With how you two move around, it’ll be hard to find shots.”[break][break]
“Not our fault you’re trying to be an archer in a closed train car.” Zaria laughed, her disdain for Crystal boiling down to simple banter between comrades.[break][break]
“Twenty of them, my Lord. They suspect nothing.”[break][break]
“Twenty, against us?” He thumped his chest, looking up at Vortigern and Roland. They spoke little, but their weapons meant business.[break][break]
“Ready, Howard? Even if these guys are Penny’s goons, they’re still people. Fighting people’s different from watching Pokemon fight.”




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Admin Fox
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5'9 (with hat) height
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GARDEN OF AVALON
POSTED ON Jun 10, 2024 3:32:32 GMT
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People were different from Pokémon, but many would agree that both were simple sacks of meat.[break][break]

Rocket could make money off of Pokémon. In that regard, they were more valuable to the organization than people. Human resources were plentiful and expendable, but Pokémon held great value and power. It was no great surprise that many of the organization's highest ranking members held Legendary Pokémon.[break][break]

History was a human thing. Howard liked people. To kill them was to spit on their legacy, but it had to be done to get home to the legacy that actually mattered.[break][break]

Regice was waiting.[break][break]

He could kill Penelope's underlings. Howard hard could it be?[break][break]

"Right. Twenty against seven is perfectly fair." Howard rolled his eye as he felt blood pool by his boots. He looked down at the corpse, before averting his eye as he looked through the door. "I can maybe take one if they're slowed down a bit."[break][break]

That way, he could harden his heart to close the cover on a fictional life, snuffing it from the pages. They were not real. They were simply pages. [break][break]

"I'm gonna open the door on three. Prepare." Howard used his halberd to nudge the door open. [break][break]

"One." [break][break]

Creak... [break][break]

"Two." [break][break]

Howard's muscles became taut as he took a deep breath.[break][break]

"THREE!" [break][break]

The door slid open.



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Twenty men, all dressed in mail and armed with swords, turned to look at the open door. Twenty men, relaxing as they collected their tithes and leisurely returned to Motostoke, expected one man to walk three. Twenty eyes shot open in frantic, desperate desire to draw their steel.[break][break]
Zaria cleaved one from shoulder to stomach. Navy took another man’s arm off at the elbow. Men screamed. It was a scene from Valhalla, a warrior’s paradise. Both pivoted to the side, allowing Vortigern to ignite his engines and launch like a missile through the car’s walkway. The black dragon’s keen killing claws spilled lifeblood across the walls.[break][break]
Some put up more of a fight as the narrow passage turned into a mosh pit. Disciplined soldiers bared blue steel against black blades and an axe dripping with blood. Zaria and Roland danced – as much with each other as their foes. Both twirled, spilling to the side as Crystal shot arrow after arrow into the chests of men who did not anticipate an archer.[break][break]
“That one’s tired.” Navy grinned at one of the exhausted men, having had Zaria batter his sword arm ‘til the fellow could barely hold the weapon.[break][break]
Twenty men had been reduced to half that.[break][break]
The problem is that Hattori missed the twenty-first.[break][break]
She sat garbed in a dark hood. Amidst the carnage, she was perfectly still. She was the still surface of a boiling lake. Turning upon Navy, ruin manifested at her side.[break][break]
Flames singed Navy. Everyone, friend and foe, felt the inexorable pull of fate compelling them towards the Rider. Roland and Zaria turned mid-swing, their blades flying towards him. Even Howard’s halberd was compelled to sit at his knight’s neck. Vortigern’s claw gripped Navy’s shoulder. Every blade in the room was upon him.[break][break]
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POSTED ON Jun 10, 2024 8:38:17 GMT
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Steel clashed, sparks flew, and Howard had quickly realized that this was real battle as blood left a splatter of red across his face, courtesy of a severed torso wrought by Zaria.[break][break]

Nonetheless, the Band of Seven consisted of several of the strongest warriors in the world. Navy had trained his Pokemon well, and they excelled in a world where humans could do little against Vortigern's rough hide or Roland's metallic sheen. Even Navy in his older age was holding up with remarkable skill. Age had dulled him, but his skill had not declined.[break][break]

He could see why Navy preferred his sidearm. [break][break]

One of the guards was thrust towards Howard, sufficiently slowed down by a battering from all sides. The guard was likely counting his lucky stars that he had been spared, but an immediate death would've been preferable. It would've ended sooner. This fight would not.[break][break]

"Thanks." Howard grumbled as he readied his halberd. A few blows were exchanged before the guard dropped his sword with a clatter. Howard brought the halberd to his opponent's throat.[break][break]

The guard gave him a look with a mouthed 'please.' [break][break]

Howard froze. It was a life. Even if it was a fictional one, it was impossible for Howard to end a life after looking into its owner's eyes. The window to the soul revealed a wife and family. By the time that Howard reminded himself that there was no family, that this guard was a stage prop that existed for this sole purpose, it was too late.[break][break]

The twenty-first occupant emerged, and Howard knew who it was immediately. [break][break]

For better or worse, Penelope Livy and Howard Slayte shared a connection. Her existence was an affront to the League. She had almost killed Shred. She promised to kill everyone Howard knew. It was a bond of karmic debt that could only be paid by her corpse hitting the ground, lifeless. [break][break]

"Penelope." Even under the hood, he knew her name. "PENELOPE LIVY!"[break][break]

He lunged towards her, swinging his halberd in a wide arc with the intention of freeing her head from her shoulders. Unfortunately, there was little he could do as his weapon stopped him in his tracks, electing instead to target the sheriff of Dewford. [break][break]

Slowly, the guard Howard had spared picked up his blade and pointed it as well. [break][break]

The price of mercy. [break][break]

"No. Not again. This fucking power..." He could never escape the decoy that had snuffed out 's life. It wasn't a power belonging to Chi-Yu. It was the power bestowed unto Penelope Livy. Every time she erred, every time she failed, her misfortune rippled out and caused other to take the fall for her. [break][break]

It was tiring thing to watch the guilty walk free.[break][break]

"PENELOPE!" [break][break]

She held eyes for only Michael Navidson.



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POSTED ON Jun 10, 2024 9:01:21 GMT
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Whatever history the Squire and the Queen had was unknown to the Rider. He was too concerned with his own battles in the chasm to notice the clash between Howard and Penelope. So, despite their history and the many wounds inflicted upon one another, the Queen’s burning eyes were solely for Navy.[break][break]
“Tell your squire to quiet down.” She commanded, although she gave him no time to speak. “I knew you would return.”[break][break]
“Threw your lot in with Eternatus, huh, Penny?” Navy tried to smile with a dozen blades at his throat. “What happened to fighting Rocket?”[break][break]
“Don’t accuse me of treason when you ally with the Visionary. You ran from Galar, and you poison the League.” Her words scorched him with furious rebuke. “I’d kill you right now, if we weren’t a land of laws.” At last, she noticed Howard.[break][break]
“You and your squire will stand trial. Then Chi-Yu will burn you.” He knew his councilwoman, his queen, well enough to know she did not make such promises lightly.[break][break]
“Like hell.” Zaria barked. She pulled against the fiery bead’s compulsion, moving as if dragging a dead Tauros. Her arms jerked to the side. Men gasped as they realized her open defiance of the queen.[break][break]
Zaria swung her sword. Penelope turned to regard the lady knight as if seeing a fly buzz in her path. Flames burst from the ruinous beast Penelope’s side, and Zaria’s black blade shattered into a thousand pieces. They scattered like rainfall across those close to her. Navy shut his eyes, turning away from the particulates.[break][break]
When he opened them again, Navy saw his fellowship. Crystal had been seized. Four men held Vortigern at bladepoint. Roland’s sword had been seized. Men dogpiled Zaria as she fought like a cornered beast, unwilling to go down quietly. All his companions were held down except…[break][break]
“Alright. Alright. Got your word we’ll get a fair trial at Motostoke?”[break][break]
“Yes.”[break][break]
Navy faced Howard, praying the man could somehow read his intentions. There was hope – ironclad hope. They simply had to survive for now.[break][break]
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GARDEN OF AVALON
POSTED ON Jun 10, 2024 9:16:33 GMT
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A land of laws? A trial? They would not live to defend themselves. Courts were a formalization used to justify the bloated, swinging corpses that hung from the gallows. They were an excuse used to allow those who proclaimed the guilty to sleep peacefully at night.[break][break]

Though Howard doubted that there had ever been a moment in 's life where she had slept soundly. Chi-Yu would now allow it. It was solace, knowing she lived in discomfort, representing a government that bound her arms and legs.[break][break]

"Your laws...?" Howard grunted as he was confined by two guards. "Or Chi-Yu's?" [break][break]

His reward was a strike to the jaw. Blood splattered, red as the queen's hair.[break][break]

"Sounds like you made your decision already." Howard glared at her. Of course she had. Her modus operandi was to come to a decision and then justify it in as many ways as possible. It was how she left so many corpses, bubbling and blackened, along the road to her ascendancy.[break][break]

He wondered how she stood the stench.[break][break]

A window clattered on the side of the car, open.[break][break]

Their trial would not be fair. There was no reason for it to be. Penelope was allowing one because she knew that, at the end of it, they'd be dead anyway. The trap had closed shut. She simply wanted to humiliate them before turning their bodies to ash. Yet still, time alive left them with time to strategize.[break][break]

They'd have to take what they could get. [break][break]

The window clattered, open in the wind. What an annoying sound. Howard looked around the train car, at his five companions. Navy gave him a meaningful look. [break][break]

What an annoying sound.[break][break]

Still, they had one less card to play. Howard gave the tiniest nod possible, hating being at the mercy of the woman who had killed his friend. [break][break]

"Fine. We surrender, Coveted."[break][break]

The words tasted like ash in his mouth.



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POSTED ON Jun 10, 2024 10:58:24 GMT
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With a word, my Lord has lost. They herd him and his fellows into the caboose like chattle. They are chained, and I know that I cannot save him. Not here, not now. Should I attack, the Dark Queen will see. The cyan knight of the sword failed to stop her, armed as she was with black metal from a fallen star. What hope does a small thing like me have?[break]
No. My Lord has placed his faith in me. There is a path. I am Hattori. I am a shinobi. Shinobi means one who serves.[break][break]
I wait. I bide my time. My Lord and the knight speak of movies. Once upon a time, there was a movie with a Greninja. Children wanted their own shinobis. Humans driven by greed bred them and bred them and bred them until stunted creatures like me were born. They went unsold and unloved.[break]
I huddle in the dark, squished in bag storage. Were I any bigger, I would not be able to hide here. Were I not burned black by and his god’s flames, then the shadows would not hide me. I close my eyes and listen to the rumbling of the tracks. They’re a good enough lullaby.[break]
Hours later, the train halts. Humans speak in their queer tongue. My Lord and his fellows are ushered out of the train. I wait. I wait. I creep out, climbing to the roof. No one looks up. Humans are fools like that. I climb to the top of the station.[break]
Humans are screaming. Folk dressed in black accuse their fellows of crimes. Charges are read out. Pyres are lit. Men die screaming. Their burned bodies are left on the gate as a warning. It will be the fate of all traitors, the Dark Queen promises. They covet her. They covet her power. They covet her bond. They covet her throne.[break]
Should she harm him, I will covet her blood.

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GARDEN OF AVALON
POSTED ON Jun 10, 2024 10:59:09 GMT
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“What are the charges?” The Rider stood in the traditional place of a defendant. Penelope presided over him, judge jury and executioner. Behind him was a packed courtroom. Navy thought he recognized their faces – those he once protected. Townsfolk from Motostoke wondered aloud how it could come to this. Their hero had betrayed them. He who once bore tidings from distant kingdoms had fallen to his base instincts.[break][break]
“Treason.” She accuses. “Murder.” She assures. “Envy.”[break][break]
“That’s a crime now?” Navy laughs at the absurdity of it all.[break][break]
“It is when you jeopardize the very League you claim to serve, Navidson.” She admonishes him, but it feels as if they are his own words. “You told your squire that you contemplated joining Team Rocket twice. You told and that you would never covet the power of a god.” Her hand swept up to the empty space above the courtroom.[break][break]
Darkness gave way to color. It gave way to heat. Ironsides was dying. His brave steel bird, the finest sword of the modern age, died for him. Groudon pierced him. Groudon burned him. Groudon took so much from him in a terrible battle under the Volatile’s indifferent gaze.[break][break]
Navy stood in a secure room. lost control of Groudon’s foe. It rampaged across Hoenn with the fury of an ancient thing once more asserting its own right to rule. A blue orb was secure in League custody. He could take it. He could get out of the building before anyone saw…[break][break]
“Eris has Mesprit.” He heard himself say. “She’d listen to me. I could get her help. Calm Kyogre down enough to listen…”[break][break]
He saw himself, young again. His tanned skin bore deep black lines. Primal energy ran through him. The waves answered his call, Kyogre sounded the drums of liberation. Matias, armed only with an incomplete red orb, died. The world drowned in his hate.[break][break]
welcomed him with open arms. In time, he too died. The slate was wiped clean, and he died so that something better could bloom in his place.[break][break]
“These are your own thoughts. Your own daydreams. Your own wishes after Matias killed your Pokemon. You wanted to be an avatar and have the power to even the score. Do you deny that?”[break][break]
Every eye turned upon him, expecting an answer. It was time for the defendant to answer his first charge.[break][break]
“No.” He said after a long while, meeting Penny’s eyes. “But I didn’t do it.”[break][break]
“Only because you were afraid.” She breathed the words like they were dragonfire.[break][break]
“I didn’t do it because how the hell could I look my Pokemon in the eye when I die if killed people over them?!” He shouted. Zaria, chained, recoiled. It was the first time she had heard him raise his voice since he awoke in this Galarian dream.[break][break]
“Yet still, you were capable of thinking it. What would your Visionary say if she saw how you envied her for her power, too?”[break][break]


“I don’t give a good god damn whether the Visionary thinks I’m a good person.” He fired with as much heat. “Like you always like to say, my queen, she’s a terrorist. She’s in Rocket. She’s done some bad shit. It’d be real easy for her, or any of her Rocket buddies to get their wires crossed. I have faith in her. She mistakes that faith for weakness, you bet I’ll show her strength.” [break][break]
Penelope opened her mouth to speak, but Navy wouldn’t afford her the words. Not here. Not now. [break][break]
“I’ll show you why I didn’t do it.” He cast his hand up to the heavens. lay sleeping on his couch. Reiner was curled by her, a lion protecting his cub. Navy lay a blanket over her, by chance, he felt the harsh outline of a scar across the girl’s back. He didn’t know who put that scar there - Rocket or some righteous hero from the League. [break][break]
She trusted him - trusted him enough to fall asleep on his couch despite her wounds. She loved him, and there was a part of him that would use that love to drown the world. [break][break]
flashed into view. Crystal roused in her chains, looking up at the other Michael Navidson called daughter. She, too, bore scars. The vision flashed to a battlefield. She walked arm in arm with Michael, the Wroth, into hell. She abandoned all hope of a better life. [break][break]
Kyle looked at him with sad eyes. [break][break]
“Yeah. I envy Kyle. Envied Tom. Envy Illeana…but I can be better than that.” His voice shook with fury. “I have to be, or every kid Rocket’s brainwashed onto the frontlines will think they’re right.” [break][break]
“So. You admit your guilt to one charge.” Said his judge.






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Admin Fox
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An observer of eons cannot feel the warmth of another.
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The future will tempt you, the present will indulge you, but the past will shackle you.
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POSTED ON Jun 10, 2024 20:00:43 GMT
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The charges were trumped up. Envy was not a crime.[break][break]

It was simply a byproduct of being human.[break][break]

Everyone lusted for something. Everyone desired something. To live was to reach for more, to greedily grasp towards things not yet within reach was the dream of a conqueror. Even the most subservient of humans held a desire that pushed them forward. Howard knew that better than anyone. [break][break]

There was little difference between envy and dreaming.[break][break]

"That's not fair! You can't take that as an admission! Every living person in Galar is guilty, than. Do you plan to try, judge, and execute them all!" Howard pointed at her from his position in the court, the attorney and advisor to the defendant. Yet that was not his sole place. He flickered in and out. One moment, he was in the witness stand. In another, the jury.[break][break]

Nobody knew where he belonged. Not even he did. Was he a conspirator? A foe? A friend? It was too difficult to tell.[break][break]

"But you wouldn't have a problem with that, would you?" Howard clenched his fist. "Right, Penelope!?"[break][break]

Of course not. He already knew of the world she wanted to build. Motostoke was the first step. Given real power, Ever Grande would turn as vile as this city. Penelope Livy was just as envious as any of them. How she lusted for Dahlia's seat, so she could rage unencumbered by the burdens of fellowship.[break][break]

But still... [break][break]

Navy was envious? It was something that was impossible to consider until the words were uttered. Navy had rebuilt Dewford. He had waged a war there. He fought whenever the town needed him, no matter the cost. Did these desires change anything? [break][break]

No. Howard had his own pile of skeletons in his closet. He too knew what it was like to envy. cast a very large shadow.[break][break]

Navy had faith in the Visionary. Howard did too. Still, were her desires were poisoned by the morality of the group she represented? You could not be a good person in a vindictive machine. As Dewford burned, Howard learned that. [break][break]

"Navy..."[break][break]

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POSTED ON Jun 11, 2024 2:39:48 GMT
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People whisper in the street about the Rider. He's on trial. The Dark Queen has exposed him for what he truly is. She bares his heart before the gallery, up in her high castle.[break]
People always forget about the sewers. When your eyes are cast to the heavens, you forget about the refuse. The meek, the filthy, the low. I crawl through them. I have no shame. Anything, to approach her. Anything to free him. None of the others could slip through these pipes, crawl up these passageways. They would get stuck, if they could get here at all. They would be food for Rattata. I slip out of a privy, wiping myself off in a shower before the stench can give me away.[break]
The whole castle is busy. Everyone loves to see a hero cast down.[break]
Oh, my Lord. I am not your Hattori. I am a dream. I see his memories, this one who loves you so. I see the pain in your eyes when 's knife pierces your heart. I too have seen a hero cast down in Hoennian dreams. I will not see you fall today.[break]
Just a little while longer.

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Michael Navidson
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POSTED ON Jun 11, 2024 2:40:28 GMT
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“This is a kangaroo court!” Zaria shouted from where she was chained. “You’re playing with your food!”[break][break]
Crystal strained against her owned chains, trying to get close enough to address the knight. She whispered words meant for her and no one else in the room.[break][break]
“Shhh. I think I see his plan.” Yet still, the eyes of the Queen were upon them. She raised her hand, as if to conjure flames and burn them both.[break][break]
“Hey, hey, hey! Penny!” Navy shouted, desperate to return her attention to him. “They’re not the ones on trial here. No burning.” The flames quieted into a low burn along her palm.[break][break]
“Another outburst and I hold your whole band in contempt.” The punishment for that crime was the same as the others, he imagined. Nothing less in her pristine pile of ash, left for those who would come after them to rebuild.[break][break]
“Alright, sure. What’s next on the docket of crimes?”[break][break]
“Envy,” she said as if that should be obvious, “of and .”[break][break]
He blinked.[break][break]
“Come again?”[break][break]
“Where were you when Sootopolis was taken from us, Navidson? Where were you when the Three Days War decimated the region you claim to love? When Hoenn was trapped in a bubble? What did you do when Slateport was attacked?”[break][break]
Another scene played out across the sky. Slateport burned, and Rocket ran like animals across the docks. Kyle stood there, a younger man armed with two Poochyena.[break][break]
“Alpha, Taunt. Echo, Yawn.” His best friend shouted. Surrounded by monsters, he used his mind. He clawed his way through Silas Blackwell’s attempt at new world order. “Sorry, that’s the best I can do right now.” He said to a woman who, in time’s flow, would be blessed by Celebi.[break][break]
It cut to him, in a train with other civilians. He was much younger, his hair gelled and blue. Gabe huddled beside him, holding his hand. Jumping up, he looked through the window into the next car. People were fighting. Bailey Cooper, who in time would be Hoenn’s champion, was in the heart of things, making hard choices. He could have told Gabe to stay down. He had Ironsides. Instead…[break][break]
“Fuck this. No way Goode sent them to help.” He released Ironsides. “Cut up the roof.” He grabbed Gabe like a wolf protecting its young. Ironsides split the top of the train like a scalpel splitting skin. Mounting up, the bird took to the air, away from trouble. Gabe was safe, but others weren’t.[break][break]
The scene cut to the stands of a tournament – the tournament. Those with short memories might think the tournament in Lilycove to be the grandest in recent memory. Others remember the truth: the Hoenn Star Tournament. A warrior’s paradise. The best of both sides gathered. They fought with reckless abandon before cheering crowd. People whooped, beating their hands in the air in support of their favorite trainers. It was wonderful.[break][break]
Navy took off work to be there. Gabe sat at his side during the closing ceremony, when was crowned the champion. Behind him came the three runner-ups. Kyle, his best friend. , the woman who would become the mother of his children. , who would bear the weight of all the earth on his back.[break][break]
He wanted to be there. He knew his own heart. He knew his desires. He wanted to be in the limelight, to don the warrior’s crown and taste deep of womenflesh. He wanted to dine, to fight, to fuck, to feel the heat of all their attention and adoration.[break][break]
“Kyle did AMAZING!” Gabe said with a smile. “And Melody Miro’s so pretty.”[break][break]
“Yeah.” Navy agreed, trying to hide his mood from the boy. “They did real good, kiddo.”[break][break]
“They have fought in the arena.” Said his judge. “Time and time again. When Hoenn calls, they answer. Each of them is a champion. Each of them your better. Each of them, you envy for their strength and the love of the public.” Her eyes moved to Howard. “And before you speak empty words, I will tell you why it matters. He is cast here in the role of a hero. Have you seen the actions of a hero? No. He’s just a little man, green with envy at his betters, eating at their scraps. The League deserves better. Galar deserves better. The Hero of Many Battles, who my children perished to save, deserve better.”[break][break]
“And what about the first time I came to Galar?” He shouted at her. “What ‘bout when Regice’s island showed up? When you and your damn council sent so many men and Pokemon to their deaths without even telling ‘em what they were fighting for? Dewford? Kyurem?” He gripped the edge of his seat, pulling reserves of strength he didn’t know he had.[break][break]
“Yeah, sure. My best friend got to be champion. People miss him when he’s gone. People say he was a good champion. And he was.” His eyes fell to his hands. He felt old in his grief. “A good champion, I mean. Melody’s a good one, too. I love them both as champ. Wanna know why?” He looked up again, eyes sharp. “Because the world can at least pretend it’s better, when they’re up top! Silph? Me? Nah. Nah, we’re not champion material. Maybe in Galar, but not Hoenn. Hoenn deserves someone better. Let Melody have the spotlight.”[break][break]
Even if he’d give anything to shoulder that burden. Behind him, the gallery whispered.[break][break]
“Once more, your defense is an admission of past guilt.”




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GARDEN OF AVALON
POSTED ON Jun 11, 2024 4:25:45 GMT
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"Unbelievable!" Howard roared in protest. "Sacrilege!"[break][break]

This was absurd. The longer that the trial went on, the more the charges distorted.[break][break]

"You're just as guilty. What about Dahlia's chair, huh? Don't tell me you don't lust after her chair! It must piss you off, knowing she can walk around you at her leisure thanks to the title of Commissioner! That's just the type of woman you are, Penelope! Whenever there's something in the way, you break it and keep going!" [break][break]

Yet whenever it was time for someone to take responsibility for their actions, Penelope made sure that someone else took the fall. For the one who prided herself on the League's accountability, she never took any for herself.[break][break]

"You hypocrite...! You politician! I don't remember seeing you fighting at the Three Days War! You were still sniffing after scoops and trying to sell tabloids!"[break][break]

Still, his objections fell upon deaf ears. The court did not appreciate anything that they could treat at libel. Penelope was one of many who climbed to prominence due to Hoenn's war, but she never fought for it. She profited from it, just as much as the other two avatars afflicted by ruin.[break][break]

was dead. He had died on a battlefield and still hadn't come back. Had that been honorable? Had that been just? Kyle had turned a blind eye to a threat he was too gullible to recognize, and he had left the world behind with a smile on his face and a jest at his lips. [break][break]

"Kyle fought with the strength of a hundred people, he was brave and just, but Kyle is dead and gone. If you lynch this one too, the League will be running out of heroes. Just as he's been cast in the hero of this tale..."[break][break]

His eye opened into a prehistoric slit. [break][break]

"You have been cast as the dark queen. You are the villain. You are his foil!" [break][break]

Ironsides died as visions flashed past. The Skarmory was impaled and his wings were broken and his feathers were plucked and he was seared as black as Hattori was. All that remained was a feather.[break][break]

Navy's sixth Pokémon in his battle with Kyle. [break][break]

"You're jealous of this casting call. It infuriates you that this is how the story has been set. You're envious of Navy's role."[break][break]

His voice was a soft whisper that carried over the mutterings of the spectators. [break][break]

"Right, Penelope?"



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- March forward, squire.






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