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i used to dream in the dark of palisades park

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POSTED ON Jun 5, 2020 1:02:39 GMT
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@enigma'S INFAMY FILE


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AN EXPLANATION[break][break]
before, you were tenacious and vibrant. determined to prove everyone wrong. as stubborn as a dragon-type and with as much energy as a pikachu in a thunderstorm, you were everything you had to be to make yourself known and understood. you loved your parents, loved your pokémon, and loved your heritage -- no matter what anyone else said. you were a fighter, one who looked injustice in the eye and fought back with the determination of a river carving a canyon. you were unrelenting and unwavering, and damnit, you were strong. you got angry easily and you would never drop an argument, but you had a fire in your eyes and your grandfather used to call you volcano child in your mother tongue.

but then your parents died, and suddenly, you were broken-hearted and hurt with nobody to sew you back together. your next of kin lived in hoenn, when you'd come to know alola and galar as your homes. your prayers to tapu bulu fell on deaf ears from so many miles away, and it didn't matter how much water was in hoenn -- it just wasn't alola. it wasn't your family. it certainly wasn't home. you stopped talking to your friends, and the wildfire in your eyes dulled to a flickering candle fighting to maintain its last breath, threatening to go out altogether in that midnight darkness. your walls went up. you became cold and distant, not wanting to make friends or forge relationships. you knew you couldn't handle the heartbreak of losing anyone again, so you began to wrap yourself in bubble wrap and build the walls of your castle, but you didn't stop to realize that keeping people out also means that you're left alone with your thoughts. your anger has fallen from righteousness, and now you're angry at everything -- at fate, at yourself, and at your gods. your grandfather's superstition has crept back into your blood, a last desperate attempt to cling to your culture, and you cling to souvenirs of your father's life in galar. nothing is right, not anymore, and you're not sure how to cope with the world. maybe you're deaf, but the world is still so loud, and your nightmares are louder. so for now, you're doing something to get your mind off everything -- you're challenging the hoenn league, and damnit, you're going to become the champion -- there's nobody left to tell you no. [break]
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PUBLIC [break][break]

  • Deaf, non-binary, and Alolan/Galarian -- and extremely proud of all three.
  • Stubborn and ready for a fight.
  • Gunning to become the champion!



WHAT THE LEAGUE KNOWS[break][break]

  • Responsible enough to earn badges.
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WHAT ROCKET KNOWS[break][break]

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PRIVATE[break][break]

  • Really misses their parents, and their friends, and everything.
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