Pokkenger
he/him
24
Nov. 25
Ballonlera, Galar
bisexual
vigilante
ex-elite four
victory is in the pocket!
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Kazimir Wynter
mushrana buffet [m]
POSTED ON Oct 29, 2023 19:11:44 GMT
[attr="class","pokkenger"] His world is burning. The walls around him were up in flames. His brothers and sisters were littering the floor with nothing but their bodies. His sensei and his own partner were doing their best to fight against the perpetrators. Kazimir himself made his way to the front holding nothing but an injured shoulder and a Honedge broken in half and long passed, yet its broken blade would still find some use to plunge into whoever was attacking. Upon finding his master and Pokemon lying on the ground in pain he understood why they were struggling. It was the league. It was the league and their avatars. Thomas Benoit and John Sullivan stood before them with two legendary beasts at their sides. Words echoed from one Amor Rose in his head as he held up his weapon in defense and just screamed out "Why?!" "The problem is it's not just us who makes the mess is it? How many of your people make messes, and then refuse to answer for it?"His sensei and Domon find themselves back on their feet and charge at Yvetal and its (previous) avatar as the bird's wings send an ominous wind to try and blow them back. Kaz goes after Doug and Tapu Lele, the guardian spirit trying its best to slow him down with a fairy wind but Kaz's legs push him forward, they push him past it and right at the so called "medic" who was part of this destruction as he roars and thrusts his blade right at his chest. For a second he was sure he saw himself stop before he could even do it and hot tears streak down his face before he woke up. "NO!" He shoots forward from his sleeping position with tears in his eyes as they shoot wide open. It takes a second for him to realize he's back in the real world and not a dream, yet the face he sees across from him is something he can't believe is real. Its familiar, and its one that causes his face to twist into a mix of questioning, anger, and left over grief from the nightmare he experienced as his head tilted to the side. "The hell are you doing."___________________________________________ [newclass=.pokkenger] [/newclass] [newclass=.pokkenger b] color: #18d13f;[/newclass] [newclass=.pokkenger i] color: #18d13f;[/newclass] [newclass=.pokkenger u] text-decoration: none;border-bottom: solid 1px #18d13f;[/newclass]
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