The Saint of Slateport
She/Her
17
November 23
Outside Ballonlea
Bisexual
Trainer
Sergeant
Be silent or let thy words be worth more than silence.
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Ruby Walker
orbit [pj]
POSTED ON Jul 30, 2020 16:44:56 GMT
[attr="class","merkI"] [attr="class","merkpokesI"] Mesmero was sent here on a mission, but that didn't change the facts. He was in space, his element. His eyes would shift over to the work he was supposed to do when his Telepathy would pick up on some of the astronaut's fears of him. Not entirely unjustified, either. Rewriting memories wasn't something enjoyable, but often a necessity. And yet, despite the temptation, he had found peace among the world down below. Amongst all the humans and fellow pokemon's flaws, there was an awe that enraptured him as he stared down at the Earth below. It was all beautiful, in one way or another. He would have simply stayed there, watching for eternity but he had a job to do, and a trainer to return home safely too. Using Psychic, in combination with Miracle Eye, his impeccable precision pushed supplies through the vast area of space with incredible ease. Happy, his fingers blinked multiple colors as a calm attitude overtook him. Being useful felt quite nice, he had to admit. Notes: [attr="class","merktagI"] [newclass=.merkI] width: 330px; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; color: #a3a3a3; padding: 20px; line-height: 12pt; margin-top: -10px; [/newclass] [newclass=.merkI b] color: #B8D9EC; font-size: 12px; [/newclass] [newclass=.merktagI] text-align:right; [/newclass] [newclass=.merktagI a] background: #2e2e2e; padding: 10px; border: 1px solid #252525; text-transform: uppercase!important; font-family: 'roboto'; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold; color: #aaa; letter-spacing: 1px!important; [/newclass] [newclass=.merkpokesI] text-align:right; [/newclass] [newclass=.merkpokesI img] padding: 0px 5px 5px 0px; background: #2e2e2e; border: solid 1px #252525; [/newclass]
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