leo, leon
he/him
twenty-eight
september 30th
rustboro city, hoenn
demirom. bisex.
ceo, inventor
ace
i wish i were better, i wish i had strength. i wish i had anything to prove i was brave.
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Leonidas Stone
CYBERCHASE CONUNDRUM (EVENT)
POSTED ON Aug 25, 2022 16:01:13 GMT
[nospaces] …And just like that, the cyberscape surrounding them seemed to be calm once more.[break][break] A short lived reprieve, of course, as those that had borne witness to the spectacles occurring through the last while (an hour? two hours? truthfully, he hadn’t known nor cared about the time they’d spent within the hellscape they’d been dragged into) had been brought back within the same vicinity. The odd man upon the screen appeared once more and spoke his part as if on cue, and partway through his speech, the Stone, like many others, had averted his attention towards the numerous beams and doppelgangers within them as they awaited acclamations.[break][break] …It was all so obscure.[break] It was all so ridiculous.[break][break] The farewell speeches, ridiculously dramatic. The back and forth between some others regarding who should stay and who should go, needlessly dramatic. Logically, even amidst his own skeptcisms within the faces of those who so desperately attempted to offer himself, there had been some part of him that understood why they would go so far, and why they would make such an overly large fuss about matters.[break][break] Whether or not he resonated with their sentiments, however, had been a different story.[break][break] And thus did he gaze upon those both upon the platforms and within the beams with some minor sense of pensiveness, though certainly not concern for how they would fare within the aftermath of their own actions. It had been their lives to live, after all; their choices to make.[break][break] If they chose to relinquish their lives for the sake of both the acquainted and strangers within the terminal and the region itself, then he saw little reason to persuade any of them to do otherwise.[break][break] ”...I never intended to,” he murmured, a discontented sigh of exasperation leaving his lips as stared at the woman intercepting his gaze. Before long, however, he found his eyes straying towards the flock of Porygon that seemed intent upon encircling them. ”They made their decision. Not like we know any of ‘em personally, so if they wanna burn, let ‘em burn.”[break][break] He eyed the beasts above them carefully, sounding another, sharp whistle to summon his Noivern alongside him. With a certain tension and readiness, he moved and wove through the barrage of Tri-Attacks as well as he could, casting an idle eye towards the supposed exit platform with a touch of ongoing doubt before eying a certain someone within the distance strike forth at her own clone.[break][break] After little debate, he sounded another, significantly higher and louder whistle through the air, prompting the wyvern to dash towards his own reflection with an Air Slash at the ready.[break][break] ”Everyone here’s data, though, as far as I can tell— and if we need to free space, then it’s delete or be deleted,” he added soon after, glancing briefly towards MARISOL SIMONE once more.[break][break] Needless to say, after surviving the past terminals, he’d far from intended to be among the deleted.[break][break]
[break][break] TL;DR - leo's pre-hoenn memories, optimism, and sympathy + empathy have all been nixed.
- self preservation is making a guest appearance pog?
- doesn't trust the need for sacrifice; lowkey judging those that threw themselves so quickly
- comes to the conclusion that they just need less data on board if the issue is overload
- orion (noivern, eva. x2) uses air slash on leo's doppelganger
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