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DISSEMINATE III
POSTED ON Sept 13, 2024 4:53:24 GMT
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[nospaces] [attr="class","pilots elisabethchar"] [attr="class","top"] [attr="class","topimage"] [attr="class","subtextbox"] [attr="class","lyrics"] Bury me in the roses and rot;[break]I'll come back thorned [attr="class","border"] [attr="class","postbox"] [attr="class","imgavatar"]  "...but more on the topic of him later, indeed."[break][break] Her voice drifts into the room first, low and self-satisfied as she draws away from whispering in the Rocket Boss's ear. Their conversation has been a lengthy one; his audience is no longer hers to entertain, and she releases it willingly as the doors open.[break][break] The formerly deceased takes a moment to witness the scene before her, theatrics presumably ceasing at declan walsh's command.[break][break] It has been several weeks since she saw most here, but it feels like it has been a lifetime. In many ways, it has been.[break][break] This is not a pale ghost who regards the room, but a woman who exudes vitality with her every glance and every motion. Emerald eyes vibrant as life itself search the faces of all gathered, looking for something undefined.[break][break] (Traitors. Filth. A flock of Mandibuzzes feeding on our carcass.)[break][break] They pointedly ignore BARNABY FINCH, then linger thoughtfully on priam conrad a moment before settling on the stare of a one-eyed man. Upon meeting his gaze, her mouth splits into a manic grin.[break][break] Her smile, cat-like and feral, only widens as she stalks towards howard slayte. High heels clack against the hard floor, announcing every slow step towards him.[break][break] (Killer.)[break][break] "Admin Fox," she breathes out, and laughter threatens to follow that greeting as she reaches out a hand towards him. Will he flinch at the gesture, she wonders, as she extends a proverbial olive branch his way? "You must forgive the state in which we left one another. I'm afraid I had to depart you rather unexpectedly. I was utterly crushed to leave you on such poor terms."[break][break] Of course he knows, as she does, that this is an olive branch festering with rot.[break][break] How she craves any trace of FEAR in his expression. She hungers to see him cower pitifully before her, like the pathetic man hiding behind machines that he has proven himself to be.[break][break] But he, like her, still has a place here. He has a part to play on the board.[break][break] So, like the poisoner she is, she bides her time and waits. The Seviper will not strike its prey now, but later.[break][break] "You have done well to keep your discretion. I daresay the League and even most of Rocket thinks me dead, just as we planned. If we're especially fortunate, they'll imagine us caught in turmoil between Ruinous Avatar and Land Guardian."[break][break] No Pokemon follows her as she settles herself in the last seat left at the table, leaning forward to regale the others with thinly-veiled amusement.[break][break] "Not replacing me as underboss already, are we?" she asks, turning to the least familiar face of those present.[break][break] This time when she smiles at Hitoshi Inoue, it's fanged.[break][break] [break] TLDR:[break] - Elisabeth is ALIVE and was chitty chatting with declan walsh about "him" before now.[break] - Cold to BARNABY FINCH, sus of priam conrad, LOL HEY IT IS MY MURDERER howard slayte WASSUP[break] - Wants howard slayte to die for killing her but acts chummy and approaches him with a hand out ^_^[break] - Says that howard slayte kept her being alive a secret and this was all part of a Plan(tm) to feed misinformation to the League and suggest turmoil in Rocket (THIS IS A LIE fyi)[break] - Take the last seat (idk where it's located, did we determine that?)[break] - Jokes they might be trying to replace her as underboss then gives this new guy Hitoshi Inoue a 'try it bitch and u die' look[break] - Doesn't have a Pokemon out. 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[nospaces] [attr="class","twtgm"] [attr="class","main"] howard slayte and Shred seed tension through the room with their verbal spar. It threatens to turn physical and Cillian's lips part to utter a warning before Tempest Quinn throws gasoline at an open flame.[break][break] jayden cross's frigid attention turns on Cillian's husband, and so Cillian's attention fixes on him.[break][break] He had much to say on Naomi Sato.[break][break] Then-[break][break] "Cease your theatrics."[break][break] The snarl of warning dies in his throat, and Cillian rises with the rest. He bows his head in silent acknowledgement of declan walsh's commanding presence.[break][break] When she enters the room, it feels as though the floor has dropped out beneath his feet. He hears the exchange between Elisabeth Fiorelli and Howard as though from far away. He can't quite parse the mingling emotions he feels. Relief, at first, that Elisa is not dead, not a traitor as they'd all been led to believe, but followed by...[break][break] ... disappointment?[break][break] Nothing to do with her. Of course he'd rather she were loyal. They were friends.[break][break] His attention settles on Howard, instead.[break][break] Her 'death' had not been the proof of Rocket loyalty above all else, the daring feat that had commanded the respect of Rocket's tenured underboss, but another string in the spider's web.[break][break] He swallows down the disappointment, and focuses on the relief.[break][break] "It is good to know you're well, Elisabeth."[break][break] Not Fiorelli. The address carries the formal tone of one underboss to another, but the name of a friend. [break][break] [attr="class","tag"]DISSEMINATE III [attr="class","notes"] notes[break]Cil's neck hurts from watching the back-and-forth like it's a tennis match. He's about to intervene to stop a fight from breaking out when-[break] SHE'S ALIVE?[break] He's happy about that, b/c besties, but strangely disappointed that it means his newfound respect for Howard was based on a ruse. Pushes that thought away and greets Elisa warmly. [attr="class","pkmn"][break]    [newclass=.twtgm] --accent: #765d75; [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm] width: 420px; margin: 0 auto; color: #aaa; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: .5px; text-align:justify; padding-top: 20px; padding-bottom: 20px; line-height: 15px; [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm .main] padding: 40px; background: #272727;[/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm b] color: var(--accent); font-size: 12px; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: .5px; [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm a] text-decoration: none; font-size: 11px; font-weight: lighter; [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm h1, h2, h3] display: inline-block; [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm h1] font-size: 13px; font-weight: lighter; color: var(--accent); letter-spacing: .5px; line-height: 0px; font-family: monospace; text-transform: uppercase; [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm u] text-decoration: none;border-bottom: solid 1px var(--accent); [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm .tag] text-align: right; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-top: 20px; font: 11px monospace; [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm .tag a] font: 12px Montserrat; font-weight: 800!important; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: 0px; color: var(--accent)!important; [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm .notes] text-align: justify; padding: 20px 20px 10px 20px; font: 10px monospace; letter-spacing: .3px; border-top: solid 1.5px #323232; height: auto; line-height: 15px; [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm .notes h1] font: 16px Montserrat; font-weight: 800!important; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: 0px; text-transform: uppercase; color: var(--accent); text-shadow: 2px 2px 0px #1e1e1e; padding-bottom: 5px; text-align:center;[/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm .notes a] font: 10px Montserrat; color: var(--accent); [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm span] display: inline-block; [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm .pkmn] text-align: center; margin: 0 auto; background: var(--accent); padding: 5px; width: 410px; margin-left: -40px; margin-bottom: -40px; margin-top: 10px; [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm .pkmn img] margin-top: -10px; padding-bottom: 5px; [/newclass] |
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[nospaces] [attr="class","nomitest9"] [attr="class","body"] Inevitability looms above her like a storm cloud. She used to make herself small for them - unnoticed, unimportant, inconsequential - someone to be ignored in favor of larger threats. Once, she might have apologized profusely, reaffirming her loyalty with passionate intensity. They are her family, and she does love them.[break][break] That's what makes this a tragedy.[break][break] She glances at Lulu Flint, keenly aware of her connection to Tempest Quinn through Cillian Quinn. She knows all about her former mentor's vendetta against her would-be Elite Four killer. It seems she is willing to take Nomi down with him, if it wins soldiers to her side. Nomi ought to feel angry - betrayed, even - but all that bubbles up from within is a weary, pitying sadness. Lulu just doesn't get it. jayden cross, who jumps to defend her - [break][break] ( - my fellow beasts of ruin can be so secretive sometimes, even towards those around them - )[break][break] - doesn't get it either. None of them do.[break][break] Her alliance with Greyson Connors is a mutually beneficial one, and she cannot abide the loss of a valuable resource when Avatars are the only thing the DRK Triad seems to fear.[break][break] "I - "[break][break] Her defense dies on her lips as declan walsh manifests. And behind him?[break][break] A familiar ghost.[break][break] She recalls the visceral sense of rejection she'd felt upon learning the news of Elisabeth Fiorelli's death. Not out of affection - not exactly - but out of sheer disbelief. Something so deeply rooted in resentment corrupts the very landscape of a place; it makes logical sense that she had somehow escaped Regirock's cruel judgement.[break][break] After all, weeds always grow back.[break][break] "Clever," she observes. "A useful trick."[break][break] She knows this was no orchestrated plan. howard slayte had meant to kill the Underboss - had done his best to do so - and one of her Gods had brought her back, perhaps simply to spite him.[break][break] There is a lesson to be learned here, Nomi thinks. And perhaps also a cost.[break][break] Death, in many ways, is a mercy. TAGS – DISSEMINATE III[break] NOTES[break] - Nomi prepares to defend herself against accusations of fraternizing with the enemy (damn you Greyson Connors!)[break] - BUT! She is saved by declan walsh's arrival and Elisabeth Fiorelli's "resurrection"[break] - Knows Howard had really meant to kill Elisa, that this wasn't some kind of special Rocket plan, and thinks about the toll such a resurrection power must take on a person [attr="class","pkmn"]    [attr="class","credit"] [newclass=".nomitest9"]--accent:#d7eeff;font:13px Roboto;[/newclass] [newclass=".nomitest9 b"]color:var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".nomitest9 i"]color:var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".nomitest9 u"]text-underline-offset:3px;text-decoration-color:var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".nomitest9 a"]font:13px Roboto;color:var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".nomitest9 h1"]font:16px Roboto;color:var(--accent);font-weight:bold;[/newclass] [newclass=".nomitest9 h2"]font:14px Roboto;color:var(--accent);font-weight:bold;[/newclass] [newclass=".nomitest9 .body"]background-image:url("https://image.ibb.co/cpf8Wc/flower_patt.png");background-position:bottom;background-repeat:no-repeat;text-align:justify;[/newclass] [newclass=".nomitest9 .pkmn img"]margin:-10px -7px 0px -7px;[/newclass] [newclass=".nomitest9 .credit"]font-size:13px;[/newclass] |
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[nospaces] [attr="class","zev3"] [attr="class","body"] Zev inclined his head toward fern delaney when the admin and their shiny Tapu Koko arrived, a silent acknowledgement of their recent work together. [break][break] Shred's more noisier entrance drew Zev's attention away from the other conversations; Shred had been the only Beast who'd failed to report to Zev before the Mossdeep and Petalburg operations. [break][break] But instead of rising to speak with the obvious new Avatar, the God General remained where he sat. As he continued sipping his coffee, he watched the exchange unfold between Shred and howard slayte. It quickly devolved into childish theatrics, put to death by the arrival of none other than declan walsh. [break][break] And Elisabeth Fiorelli. [break][break] Zev stood as the others did at the arrival of their Boss. During the quiet shuffle to sit down again, he took the chair next to Elisabeth—not because he cared she was alive, but because her appearance drove home a point in his favor. [break][break] That they were gods after all, and they defied death. [break][break] "Well done in Petalburg," Zev said to Elisabeth, his tone conveying none of the warmth that words of praise normally did. "Regirock aside, I trust the advice I gave you helped with your assault on the city." [break][break] He met priam conrad's eyes and gave the blue-haired Beast the slightest nod of approval, then glanced at Howard. [break][break] The admin received no such nod. [break][break] Zev finished his coffee and directed his attention back to Declan. TAGS – disseminate iii[break] NOTES[break] – Silently acknowledges Fern and shiny Tapu Koko with a tilt of his head[break] – Silently suffers the yelling of imbeciles (Howard and Shred)[break] – Rises when Declan arrives and pointedly sits down next to Elisabeth[break] – Tells Elisabeth "good job," nods in approval at Priam, looks at Howard but only finishes his coffee before paying attention to Walsh [attr="class","pkmn"]    [attr="class","credit"] [newclass=".zev3"]--accent:#975fb2;font:13px Roboto;[/newclass] [newclass=".zev3 b"]color:var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".zev3 i"]color:var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".zev3 u"]text-underline-offset:3px;text-decoration-color:var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".zev3 a"]font:13px Roboto;color:var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".zev3 h1"]font:18px Roboto;color:var(--accent);font-weight:bold;[/newclass] [newclass=".zev3 h2"]font:16px Roboto;color:var(--accent);font-weight:bold;[/newclass] [newclass=".zev3 .body"]background-image:url("https://image.ibb.co/cpf8Wc/flower_patt.png");background-position:bottom;background-repeat:no-repeat;text-align:justify;[/newclass] [newclass=".zev3 .pkmn img"]margin:-10px -7px 0px -7px;[/newclass] [newclass=".zev3 .credit"]font-size:13px;[/newclass] |
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[nospaces] [attr="class","pilots rocketchar"] [attr="class","top"] [attr="class","topimage"] [attr="class","subtextbox"] [attr="class","lyrics"] the devil bites dirty[break] we wax and we wane [attr="class","border"] [attr="class","postbox"] [attr="class","imgavatar"]  interesting. maybe Shred was part dream. as his passionate argument with howard intensified, her eyes lingered in thought – at least, until Tempest Quinn stole her attention doing precisely the thing she’d anticipated.[break][break] her gaze slid across the table she shared alone with the visionary. when Naomi Sato glanced over, she’d see a ruthless smirk, a look that said, and he heard that from me.[break][break] jayden cross predictably came to his sister’s defense. a moment later, declan walsh appeared, and it was all too much. lulu grinned, almost laughed. it disappeared quickly behind a flash of black hair as she stood, so that one might question if her joy had been a mere trick of the light.[break][break] there it is, she thought, as Elisabeth Fiorelli entered in the flesh. it was almost enough to dismiss her worry about tapu fini and try to think no more of it. lulu nodded in the underboss’s direction as she stalked towards howard slayte , appreciating that she was still among them.[break][break] “but you’d know all about clever tricks,” she said as they still stood, leaning a little for only Naomi Sato to hear. ”impeccable timing, wasn’t it? perhaps the universe favors you after all.”[break][break] with that, she left the table they shared to take her seat amongst the less holy.[break][break] tldr:
[attr="class","oocnotes"] DISSEMINATE III [attr="class","pbottom"] [attr="class","pkmnteam"]    [attr="class","mcredits"][attr="class","fas fa-cookie-bite"] [newclass=".rocketchar"]--accent:#81697A[/newclass] [newclass=".pilots"]--bg: #222; --accent: #81697A; --url:url(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/aa/0a/da/aa0ada3b5badd5db7fbe1ea164401a6d.jpg);[/newclass] [newclass=".pilots"]width: 500px; margin: 0px auto; background-color: #222; background-image: url(https://image.ibb.co/cpf8Wc/flower_patt.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-position: bottom right; position: relative;[/newclass] [newclass=".pilots b"]font: 500 14px/15px 'Poppins'; color: var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".pilots a"]font: 500 14px/15px 'Poppins'; color: var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".pilots .topimage"]height: 200px; background: var(--url); background-position:center; background-size: cover; filter: grayscale(1); mix-blend-mode:multiply; opacity:0.85;[/newclass] [newclass=".pilots .top"]background-color: #81697A; background: linear-gradient(to top left, #222, var(--accent)); mix-blend-mode: lighten;[/newclass] [newclass=".pilots .subtextbox"]position:absolute; margin:-60px auto; left:0; right:0; text-align:center;[/newclass] [newclass=".pilots .lyrics"]font:13px/14px 'Montserrat'; letter-spacing:2px; color:#fff; padding-bottom:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=".pilots .border"]height:2px; margin:10px auto; background-color:var(--accent); width:50px;[/newclass] [newclass=".pilots .postbox"]font: 12px/15px 'Poppins'; letter-spacing:0.2px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #dddd; text-align: justify; padding: 30px 40px; border: 2px solid #2c2c2c; border-radius: 10px; margin: 30px 40px 0px 40px;[/newclass] [newclass=".pilots .pbottom"]min-height: 20px; background-image: url(https://image.ibb.co/cpf8Wc/flower_patt.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-position: bottom right; background-color: var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".pilots .imgavatar img"]float: left; height: 85px; width: 85px; margin: 1px 21px 11px 1px; border: solid 9px #272727; border-radius: 3px; box-shadow: -1px -1px 0px #232323, 1px -1px 0px #232323, -1px 1px 0px #232323, 1px 1px 0px #232323, 3px 3px 0px #303030, -3px 3px 0px #303030, 3px -3px 0px #303030, -3px -3px 0px #303030; filter: grayscale(1);[/newclass] [newclass=".pilots .oocnotes"]text-align:center; padding:15px 0px; color:#555; font:12px/14px 'Poppins';[/newclass] [newclass=".pilots .oocnotes a"]color:var(--accent); font:600 16px/16px 'Poppins'; text-transform:uppercase;[/newclass] [newclass=".pilots .pkmnteam"] text-align:center; } .pilots .pkmnteam img { margin-top:-12px; } .pilots .pkmnteam span { filter:grayscale(1); transition:0.5s all; } .pkmnteam span:hover { filter:none; transition:0.5s all; [/newclass] [newclass=".pilots .mcredits"]position:absolute; text-transform:uppercase; right: 9px; bottom: 55px;[/newclass][newclass=".pilots .mcredits a"]font:bold 13px/13px 'Poppins'; text-decoration:none; transition:0.7s all; color:#38383885; [/newclass][newclass=".pilots:hover .mcredits a"]opacity:1; transition:0.7s all; color:var(--accent);[/newclass] |
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[newclass="nullelem"]} .palise-mini-avatar.user-1432 .palise-mini-avatar-3 { background-image: url(https://i.imgur.com/nc8xkjd.png)!important; [/newclass] [nospaces] [attr="class","neonmint"] [attr="class","top"] [attr="class","colorbar"] [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","iconimage"]  He's long since tuned out the conversation, jumping back in when Tempest Quinn mentioned an E4 member. "You are the last person here who should be saying anything about fraternization." he sniped, faceplate expression revealing something akin to a raised eyebrow. Still, his focus on Nomi makes him turn anyway, concerned. "What the fuck is he talking about, Naomi Sato ?" [break][break] But before he can put thought to word, Jayden snaps at the Beast as well. And then everything is turned on its head as Walsh finally appears. Neon straightened up, attention immediately on the hoenn's Rocket Boss. He dips his head slightly in acknowledgement, staying quiet before- what the fuck is Elisabeth Fiorelli doing here? [break][break] She speaks and his eyes are immediately on her and howard slayte . What the fuck was she talking about right now. He glanced at BARNABY FINCH . Had he known? Another look at THEO BECKETT . Had anybody else known? A final look at Walsh who had arrived with Elisabeth on her arm. [break][break] This is fucking stupid.[break][break] All that time for a psyop on the fucking League? He dipped his head, looking down at his lap as his nailed dug into his pants as the Underboss and Admin essentially admitted they'd jointly gaslit the entire hierarchy for....pretending their Underboss was dead? [break][break] "Happy reunion aside-!" he chimed in, tilting his head towards the ruinous Avatar. "Can we get an explanation as to what was the point?" So the League thought she was dead. So what? The second they used her in an attack, they'd figure out she wasn't. "Will this really make them overconfident enough to act recklessly after the loss of Petalburg and Sootopolis' ceasefire?" he asked, pulling out something to write on, prepared notes for the meeting flipped through idly on a tablet as he prepared be enlightened by the higher powers that be. Whatever machinations Elisabeth Fiorelli had some up with, were approved by declan walsh , and therefore even if he was [break][break] He once again looked to the Visionary, electronic gazed poised on her. He wouldn't drop this even if everyone else did. [break][break] [attr="class","oocbox"] [attr="class","title"]TLDR; @various | slut era fit mint [break][break] - snipes at temp becuase he will never stop [break] - looks to mnomi for an explanation cause temp only sometiems tlaks out of his ass [break] - nods to walsh [break] - upset about elisabeth faking her death [break] - checking to see if anybody else in the intel side knew about this [break] - asks what the plan is [break] - looks to nomi to let her know they're not done talking [break][break]    [attr="class","lyricbox"] it's a highway, highway to the dark [break] and a neon medusa's got your heart . 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Hitoshi Inoue
DISSEMINATE III
POSTED ON Sept 13, 2024 23:16:07 GMT
 jayden cross, mint frost, and 4 more like this
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[nospaces] [attr="class","twtgm"] [attr="class","main"] There is more to say, but the time for that has passed. As he stands, Tempest shoots mint frost a very clearly annoyed but mostly confused look. Who the fuck did he talk with that Rocket didn't know about? Literally no one comes to mind. Sadly for Mint, Tempest was too focused for the moment to understand he was being insulted.[break][break] Another confused, but surprised, look is given to Elisabeth Fiorelli when she waltzes in behind declan walsh.[break][break] "I thought you died." Was said, unimpressed. Avatars miraculously revived in the most annoying ways. Or had it really been a trick? But Cillian Quinn and howard slayte had seemed so genuine about it. If it had really been that, it served to irk him for the reasons Hitoshi Inoue brought up. Loathe as he was to admit it, Neon brought up good points.[break][break] He shakes his head some and nods to priam conrad.[break][break] "I dunno. After you use a dirty trick more than once or twice, people know what ta' expect." And it if had been a false death or real revival, Tempest wasn't sure. But either way.... [break][break] Tempest shakes his head and keeps any other thoughts, wisely, to himself for now. [attr="class","tag"]@ DISSEMINATE TRES [attr="class","notes"] notes[break]🔗 temp rises and is super confused about what mint said. yaps some and agrees with mint and hitoshi but keeps some shit to himself for once [attr="class","pkmn"][break]    [newclass=.twtgm] --accent: #765d75; [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm] width: 420px; margin: 0 auto; color: #aaa; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: .5px; text-align:justify; padding-top: 20px; padding-bottom: 20px; line-height: 15px; [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm .main] padding: 40px; background: #272727;[/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm b] color: var(--accent); font-size: 12px; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: .5px; [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm a] text-decoration: none; font-size: 11px; font-weight: lighter; [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm h1, h2, h3] display: inline-block; [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm h1] font-size: 13px; font-weight: lighter; color: var(--accent); letter-spacing: .5px; line-height: 0px; font-family: monospace; text-transform: uppercase; [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm u] text-decoration: none;border-bottom: solid 1px var(--accent); [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm .tag] text-align: right; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-top: 20px; font: 11px monospace; [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm .tag a] font: 12px Montserrat; font-weight: 800!important; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: 0px; color: var(--accent)!important; [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm .notes] text-align: justify; padding: 20px 20px 10px 20px; font: 10px monospace; letter-spacing: .3px; border-top: solid 1.5px #323232; height: auto; line-height: 15px; [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm .notes h1] font: 16px Montserrat; font-weight: 800!important; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: 0px; text-transform: uppercase; color: var(--accent); text-shadow: 2px 2px 0px #1e1e1e; padding-bottom: 5px; text-align:center;[/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm .notes a] font: 10px Montserrat; color: var(--accent); [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm span] display: inline-block; [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm .pkmn] text-align: center; margin: 0 auto; background: var(--accent); padding: 5px; width: 410px; margin-left: -40px; margin-bottom: -40px; margin-top: 10px; [/newclass] [newclass=.twtgm .pkmn img] margin-top: -10px; padding-bottom: 5px; [/newclass] |
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[nospaces] [attr="class","barnaby-wrap"] [attr="class","barnaby-main"] [attr="class","barnaby-words"]  BARNABY FINCH felt his eyes glaze over in boredom as howard slayte and Shred bickered amongst themselves. He still listened, still retained what was being said, but found their tension to be uninteresting. [break][break] Instead, the admin's gaze shifted to fern delaney as they entered. A friendly nod and soft smile was given to his colleague as he took the empty seat beside jayden cross.[break][break] Moments later, Admin Cross' anger flared, riling up CHIEN-PAO in the process. Beneath the table, a gentle hand was placed on The Cursed's thigh — a signal for him to not get swept up in the heat of the moment, as some of his peers had.[break][break] Tendrils of stygian smoke goaded his attention away from the others and to a materializing declan walsh. BARNABY FINCH stood to greet the ROCKET boss, as was customary, but lingered a moment longer on the person behind Walsh before settling back into his chair.[break][break] Elisabeth Fiorelli's appearance was unexpected. The look of surprise on his face was fleeting, the feeling of momentary relief hidden from view. Though she ignored him and talked pointedly at howard slayte, Barnaby still felt compelled to speak upon hearing of their plan. [break][break] Admin Bee inclined his head briefly, indicating to mint frost that he hadn't been aware of any of it.[break][break] "Yes, well done," Barnaby echoed Zev Harcourt. [break][break] "But what a melodramatic scheme. You're saying this was all planned from the start? With no communication to others in the upper brass?" He gave a glance toward Cillian Quinn and THEO BECKETT in turn to gauge their reactions.[break][break] Though mint frost, Hitoshi Inoue, and Tempest Quinn were skeptical of the plan's usefulness, BARNABY FINCH simply wondered on this new power of hers. He'd loosened her lead and it seemed WO-CHIEN had taken up the slack, sinking itself deeper into her soul and the very essence of her mortality. [attr="class","barnaby-notes"] DISSEMINATE III • outfit check[break] • eyes glaze over at shroward day [break] • smiles & nods as fern enters[break] • places hand on jayden's thigh to calm him down[break] • stands for walsh but is surprised to see elisa too[break] • curious why upper brass weren't aware of their plan™[break] • glances at theo and gavin to gauge if they knew about it[break] • indicates to mint that he wasn't aware either [attr="class","barnaby-pkmn"]    [newclass=.barnaby-wrap] margin: 0 auto; width: 420px; background-color: #272727; box-shadow: 2px 2px 0px #333333,-2px 2px 0px #333333,2px -2px 0px #333333,-2px -2px 0px #333333; border: solid 1px #232323; border-radius:3px; [/newclass] [newclass=.barnaby-wrap b] color: #796477; [/newclass] [newclass=.barnaby-wrap i] color: #cecece; [/newclass] [newclass=.barnaby-wrap u] font: 800 12px Quattrocento Sans; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2px; text-decoration: none; color: #808080; [/newclass] [newclass=.barnaby-main] padding: 25px; font: 13px Poppins; text-align: justify; [/newclass] [newclass=.barnaby-words] padding: 10px; [/newclass] [newclass=.barnaby-notes] background: #2b2b2b; border: 1px #232323 solid; border-radius: 3px; padding: 15px 20px 15px 20px; margin: 10px 7px 0px 8px; [/newclass] [newclass=.barnaby-notes h1] text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: 0px; letter-spacing: 2px; font: 600 14px Poppins; color: #796477; [/newclass] [newclass=.barnaby-notes a] font: 13px Quattrocento Sans!important; letter-spacing: .5px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #796477; [/newclass] |
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[nospaces] [attr="class","pilots shredtyphon"] [attr="class","top"] [attr="class","topimage"] [attr="class","subtextbox"] [attr="class","lyrics"] the beginning and the end [attr="class","border"] [attr="class","postbox"] you could not possibly be angrier than you are right now.[break][break] this is what it was all for?[break][break] the grind, the tedium, the long hours and late nights. the smuggling jobs and the training exercises and the get-rich-quick schemes. the struggle against rocket's overwhelming authority from within and league's ceaseless persecution from without. the pain, the suffering, the turmoil, the anguish, the nightmares that'll never go away and the bloodstains that'll never wash away. the complete destruction of both you and he in the pursuit of your own ideals. hyper beams that couldn't be blocked and dynergy that'll never be understood. a kyurem left without a whole and the smouldering wreck of granite cave.[break][break] all of it, just for your comrade, your blood brother, your best friend, can betray you. so he can stab you in the back with icicles and stalactites and harsh words and hyper beams.[break][break] orichalcum spreads down your arm like a wildfire, or maybe a disease. you're not sure which, and you don't even care. because whatever it's doing to you, it's going to hurt him a hell of a lot more when you BREAK HIS FUCKING JAW AND MAKE HIM BEG FOR HIS FUCKING LIFE IN FRONT OF ALL THE PEOPLE HE HATES SO MUCH--[break][break] alas. your oh-so-respected boss enters the room, and that, it seems, is the end of that.[break][break] "i hope it was worth it, admin fox." you whisper, a growl only audible to the two of you, every word filled with nothing but bare hatred. "i hope she was worth it. i hope you and grigori find a way to save her. i hope you're happy living in a future without me in it. because i'm not."[break][break] so, you lower yourself back to your seat. back to your silent seething. back to letting your insides fester and rot and burn and blaze.[break][break] howard slayte is swept into the drama of him and Elisabeth Fiorelli, but frankly, you couldn't care less. you didn't even know she was dead until a minutes ago. you just assumed she was, as ever, unfashionably late in pursuit of her own bad taste. but again, you don't give a fuck. let the fly get tangled in the widow's web all it wants. you're sure the two will have such a miserable and unnecessary affair once the admin grows bored of "discovering" june sleigh's "history", but that's hardly your concern.[break][break] instead, your gaze turns to declan walsh.[break][break] "where's mr big dick kanto? he get lost on the way in?" 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[nospaces] [attr="class","pilots elisabethchar"] [attr="class","top"] [attr="class","topimage"] [attr="class","subtextbox"] [attr="class","lyrics"] Bury me in the roses and rot;[break]I'll come back thorned [attr="class","border"] [attr="class","postbox"] [attr="class","imgavatar"] It's nostalgic, sitting at the center of disdain and suspicion. There's nostalgia in the name that Cillian Quinn calls her too, enough for a fleeting look to betray her startlement.[break][break] Instead of acknowledging it, she leans back in her seat and focuses on more important matters, such as howard slayte's strained facial expressions as he matches her lie, beat for beat. It's hard to suppress a chuckle, but she tries to. It's satisfying to know self-preservation makes hypocrites of all men.[break][break] She's missed something between Lulu Flint and Naomi Sato, she knows that much, but her tie to both of these women is tenuous at best. Better to avoid poking that Beedrill's nest, whatever it is. Not our business.[break][break] "Your strategies were invaluable, God General Harcourt," she murmurs to Zev Harcourt, mildly pleased and surprised to find him by her side. The suspicion from the others seems absent from him. Being mutually distrusted by their peers binds them with rare, genuine comradery. "Your guidance, in fact, led me to select Admin Fox for this task."[break][break] Emerald eyes flit to mint frost, to Hitoshi Inoue, to Tempest Quinn, to priam conrad -- an unexpected but most welcome ally -- and then to BARNABY FINCH as he speaks, viciously holding his cobalt blue eyes. She doesn't shift her gaze when Shred takes the stage, her own indignation simmering beneath the surface.[break][break] (Where was your regret? Where was your grief, your rage? Did you care if we lived or died, Admin Bee?)[break][break] (Or did you smile at the man who killed us, and shake his bloodied hand?)[break][break] Sharp nails dig into her leg until it bleeds, unseen beneath the table; red droplets well up, then dissipate as the skin meticulously heals and stitches itself back together. The GRUDGE is reburied, left aside like another rotting corpse to be unearthed, later.[break][break] The facade of the good wife returns to her with its familiar porcelain mask as she turns towards jayden cross, nodding.[break][break] "As some of you are aware, the behavior of Regi-automatons around the Ruinous Beasts has been irregular. Wo-Chien's augmenting of my abilities proved a perfect opportunity to test the risk of that animosity." A wry smile creases her lips. "Surely you understand the confidentiality of that development before Petalburg?"[break][break] Imagine how that might have changed the strategy of all Rockets present. Imagine if the League had discovered her immunity beforehand and changed their course of attack. Imagine, she thinks bitterly, how much friendly fire she might have weathered besides Regirock's fists.[break][break] She is not blind to the hostile way Hitoshi Inoue looks at her. He is not the only one, either.[break][break] "Regice had been my initial candidate. We couldn't have predicted Regirock's arrival, but it was too fortuitous to pass up. Therefore, Admin Fox and I took the opportunity to provoke it in battle. Given the brutality of my murder--" There is some small pleasure in casually accusing howard slayte of this aloud. "--my restoration took longer than anticipated. Fortunately, it did not sever my bond to Tapu Fini."[break][break] Her hand flattens against her thigh, relaxing. This is no different than when she spoke to declan walsh of her affair with MATIAS SILPH. No different than when she admitted she'd kept her Avatarship of Tapu Fini secret from the entire organization.[break][break] THEO BECKETT and Cillian Quinn had disapproved of her then. That's fine. She can stomach the disapproval of those present now, so long as the right person bestows his approval.[break][break] (What might the others possibly do, anyway? Kill us?)[break][break] It's unsettling how quickly that intrusive thought gains purchase, and how quickly it becomes comfortable to imagine and accept.[break][break] "But adapting mid-battle in this way has been advantageous," she continues smoothly, glancing at declan walsh. "My public death has not only proven the competency of our hierarchy during unrest, but allowed a few more pieces on our chessboard to align neatly and swiftly into place."[break][break] She's playing with fire, but she can't help herself. She's only ever been known to place bets when the stakes are too high.[break][break] There's excitement in that thrill, intermingled with dread. Dancing on a knife has a way of inviting that lurching feeling of vertigo, she finds.[break][break] "Suffice it to say a second 'Mt. Chimney' is in motion. The less the League perceives my movements during this operation, the better."[break][break] She does not elaborate. She does not think she should have to.[break][break] Only one person in this room has successfully brought the last Champion, kyle lopez, to his knees.[break][break] TLDR:[break] - lol howard slayte is a hypocrite, delicious[break] - omg Cillian Quinn care me, tsundere blush?[break] - hi fellow distrusted bestie Zev Harcourt, ty for petalburg tips[break] - Lulu Flint and Naomi Sato have some beef but noneofmybusinesskermit.gif[break] - responds to mint frost, Hitoshi Inoue, Tempest Quinn re: reasons for the farce with howard slayte (these are all bald-faced lies, but who gonna call her out, Howard? lol)[break] - secretly pissy that BARNABY FINCH doesn't seem upset she died, that ho[break] - says the cover of her death is helping a 'Second Mt. 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[nospaces] [attr="class","retiredsilphbg"] [attr="class","bloodmoon rocketchar"] [attr="class","top"] [attr="class","containertop"] [attr="class","topimage"] [attr="class","subtext"] i will die on the sword [attr="class","postbox"] [attr="class","lyrics"] half gods are worshipped [break] in wine and flowers [break] real gods require blood [attr="class","imgavatar"] As his brother-in-law and friend, Jayden holds a decent regard for Tempest Quinn. But lines must be drawn, especially when it comes to the respect of members of his chosen family.. .png) [break][break] Deep down, Jayden knows one thing for certain: Naomi Sato, as kind as she is to everyone she encounters, would never betray him. Would never betray Rocket — [break][break] HATRED sweeps through the room in icy waves, and Chien Pao bears it's teeth eagerly, frost-covered fur crackling with the energy that only such raw emotion can summon. [break][break] However, before things can escalate as it so desires, several things happen all at once: [break][break] BARNABY FINCH's hand ghosts across his thigh, reminding him of their newly-strengthened bond. [break][break] fern delaney's accompanying grip, a reminder of all things they have held dear, both good and bad, over the last several months. [break][break] mint frost's reliable defense, reflecting jayden cross's very own feelings, without any of the uncontrolled vitriol that accompanies the Cursed. [break][break] And most of all — [break][break] declan walsh and his shadows manifest into the room, ceasing all conversation and announcing the start of their meeting. [break][break] They all rise. [break][break] Twin pools of frost-bitten sapphire lock with that of unending emerald, his mind flashing with images of thorny rose vines and twisted vengeance — a connection that pulses, undeniable, between them both. [break][break] FATE [break][break] The haunting echo of TRUMPETS in the darkness, rising from deep within Hoenn's treacherous underbelly, carrying the unmistakable cry of FEAR. [break][break] As last, Jayden breaks his silence, cold rippling through the room as black crystals form beneath his collarbone. "Welcome home," he said, head dipping towards her. "You certainly took your time, didn't you?" [break][break] "I worried you may have forgotten about us, Underboss Elisabeth Fiorelli." [break][break] After all, was it not true what they said? [break][break] Siblings knew each other, like no one else in the world. [break][break] And for better or worse, destiny had tied him and Elisabeth Fiorelli together. Unlike his bond with Naomi Sato, this one was strengthened by the impenetrable bonds of their RUINOUS fate. [break][break] As a mixture of relief, surprise and unease ripples among the upper brass, Jayden takes his seat. He says little — there's no need. He may not have known exactly what his fellow sibling had planned, but Chien Pao had known. It had warned him. Jayden had been skeptical, and those close to him knew that, but there wasn't enough evidence to dismiss the rumors surrounding howard slayte's so-called "victory". [break][break] Instead, as others jump to question her, he studies Elisabeth Fiorelli. Watches her closely as she speaks, as she details the secret plan with howard slayte, unraveling the mystery behind her faked death. How clever they had been. How perfectly crafted. How it had easily been a machination of their own making — [break][break] But was it her? Or was it — [break][break] Was it FEAR that had driven her to such ends? [break][break] Beside him, Chien Pao parts his maw, tasting the air as the discontentment ripples throughout the rest of the table, namely those like mint frost whose vocal HATRED is impossible to miss. If cats could smile, its fanged maw would've twisted into a feral grin — the same grin that Elisabeth Fiorelli had pierced Hitoshi Inoue with moments ago. [break][break] When a pause finally comes, Jayden speaks. His voice, calm and impossible to read, carries across the room easily. [break][break] "Can you do it again?" [break][break] How many times can you die? 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