JoJo
She/Her
25
July 07
Ever Grande City
Homosexual
Theme Park Owner
Civilian
A Beacon of Safety during times of War
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Johanna Joy
Bad Omens [DW]
POSTED ON Oct 14, 2022 15:00:31 GMT
Oh, he has a Dragapult. Johanna thought. Though she wasn’t quite sure about the name. It sounded a bit too fantastical. Both Drakloak and Johanna watched as Martin summoned the Pokémon he talked about. While seeing the actual coloration surprised her, it wasn’t by too much since he had pre-warned her. Of the pair, the Drakloak looked the most surprised. Not by the color but because it knew well the power of an evolved version of itself. So how did this wild Pokémon simply bend to the will of this human? Even worse its tail wagged at the mere touch under its chin. It looked from Martin and to Johanna, then back and forth a few times all while clutching her hair. “Oh, are you jealous?” She joked, beaming a smile as she allowed one arm to let go of the Drakloak. The Pokémon was about to try and make a run for it when it felt her hands scratching his chin. Though it fought bravely by the end its tail wagged as much as the yellow Dragapult. The Drakloak eased itself with a sigh. Yep, this was its life now. “But Xanthos? That’s a pretty nice name. But don’t worry I won’t steal it. I usually prefer to just give my Pokémon more average names.” She pondered. “You know, like Isaac, Martin, or Adrian.” The Drakloak didn’t seem to respond to any of them. Perhaps it didn’t like them. Johanna tried to gauge its reaction, but it was hard to do. “Ethan?” She looked at the Drakloak. It pondered the name for a moment but then nodded. The name was acceptable. Meanwhile, the group of now three Pokémon was drawing the attention of other wild Pokémon. This time a Doublade hovered over to the group, curious about what they were debating. They were all conversing about art. But it realized quickly that their fickle ideas of art were limited to just stationary depictions made of stone, clay or even paint. Triggered by their lack of knowledge it realized it had to correct them before they perpetuated the falseness that art was only found in objects. NO! Art was motion, art was doing, ART WAS LIVING, FIGHTING, AND SURVIVING. And though this merry band of ghastly ghosts didn’t quite see the Doublade’s vision, they certainly offered it the opportunity to show their trainer the truth of its words. OOC: Trying to catch Doublade LOCATION: MT. PYRE. [googlefont=Raleway]
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