abby, lady taipan
she/her
31 years old
November 3rd
littleroot
bisexual
bar owner, drug manufacturer
grunt
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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Absinthe Blackwood
BATTLE OF SOOTOPOLIS: MAIN EVENT
POSTED ON Aug 24, 2024 4:45:58 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","absinthe"] [attr="class","body"] the darkness envelops sootopolis like a suffocating shroud, the air thick with fear and desperation. absinthe's heart pounds in her chest as she watches the black hole warp the very fabric of reality, pulling everything toward its inescapable maw. the city is being devoured by the rising waters, and the ancient dyna tree looms ahead, struggling against the primal forces threatening to tear it apart.[break][break] but her eyes aren’t on the tree anymore; they’re on kyogre, the leviathan, its colossal form dominating the flooded landscape. the primal god’s power is overwhelming, a force of nature beyond comprehension. but as declan walsh orders echo in her mind—contain the kyogre—a dark resolve hardens within her.[break][break] “sanguinarine,” she calls out, her voice steady despite the chaos surrounding her, water pooling up to her waist. the crobat, victorious in its airslash against the beast, descends toward her, its wings beating with a fierce intensity. absinthe’s hand tightens around the scalpel in her bag, but she pushes the thought aside. this isn’t about a sample anymore; this is about survival, and perhaps, about making a final stand in the only way she knows how.[break][break] her eyes narrow as she looks at the kyogre, now fully reverted to its primal form, its translucent membranes glowing ominously as it churns the waters below. There’s no reasoning with a force like this, no way to outthink a god. but perhaps, just perhaps, it can be weakened.[break][break] “sanguinarine,” she commands, her voice sharp. “toxic. go, go.”[break][break] the crobat screeches in response, its eyes glinting with understanding. it soars higher, circling the kyogre from above. absinthe watches even as she scrambles up towards higher ground, her breath held, as sanguinarine swoops in closer, its wings a blur against the stormy sky. the distance between them and the leviathan seems insurmountable, but sanguinarine presses on, cutting through the air with lethal precision.[break][break] as sanguinarine nears kyogre, its mouth opens, releasing a stream of viscous, purple liquid. the droplets scatter through the air, glinting in the brief flashes of lightning, as they plummet down towards kyogre in the vaguest hope of making a difference. @tag[break][break] NOTES- location: c2, moving for higher ground at c1[break] - absinthe's crobat, sanguinarine, shoots TOXIC at kyogre bB9PX_1Q [googlefont=Poppins] [newclass=".absinthe"]--accent:#D8AD43;font:12px Poppins;[/newclass] [newclass=".absinthe b"]color:var(--accent);font:bold 14px Roboto;letter-spacing:.1px;[/newclass] [newclass=".absinthe i"]color:var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".absinthe u"]text-underline-offset:3px;text-decoration-color:var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".absinthe a"]font:12px Poppins;color:var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".absinthe h1"]font:16px Poppins;color:var(--accent);font-weight:bold;[/newclass] [newclass=".absinthe h2"]font:14px Poppins;color:var(--accent);font-weight:bold;[/newclass] [newclass=".absinthe .body"]background-image:url("https://image.ibb.co/cpf8Wc/flower_patt.png");background-position:bottom;background-repeat:no-repeat;text-align:justify;letter-spacing:.2px;[/newclass] [newclass=".absinthe .pkmn img"]margin:-10px -7px 0px -7px;[/newclass] [newclass=".absinthe .credit"]width:100px;background-color:#232323;font-size:10px;margin-top:7px;padding:3px;[/newclass] [newclass=".absinthe .credit a"]font-size:10px;[/newclass]
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