The sun felt nice, the sand was warm, and the waves were gentle. No chaos, no fighting, no-
“WICK NO, YOU’RE DRIFTING TOO FAR!”
“I am the sea’s now, vee. This is my fate to be, vee.”
“I’M GONNA EAT THE SACRIFICE!”
“NO???”
-shouting.
“He’s got it handled. I’m just going to pretend I don’t hear them.”
“Mari’s going to maul you if we lose her kid.”
“Can’t hear you over the sand.”
*coughs from the dust* What if I revamped this blog with a different story?
That would be interesting.
@ask-superkryptiskvarulvs-ocs | Wyrm@Fir: A soft, slithering sound could be heard as the Dragonair inched closer and closer to the Sawsbuck fusion. She found herself interested in this being, and at heart, really just wanted to know if what she was seeing was true or not.
"Who are you?" Wyrm asked, her nose twitching from the scent of flames. "I've never seen anyone like you before."
The entity leaned forward, tilting their head curiously before standing fully upright again. “I am what could be described as a god, or one of sorts. The feeling of not seeing another as odd as yourself is mutual.”
Mod here, just a small update on the blog’s status.
I’m putting the plot on hiatus until further notice, despite it having not really happened at all. Currently I’m struggling to function enough to focus or find the energy to draw things, as visible by the very sparse and random activity spikes or sudden multiple asks being answered or replied to both on this blog or my others (the ones where characters like Tia, Nashira, and Robin are from). I have the plot and direction in mind but I cannot mentally force myself to do it without pain.
I’ll still be doing asks or random questions and interactions, I’m not quitting this blog. If you want to talk or interact with any of my lads from both this blog or the others (as in non canonical for those two) that’ll be fine. Be it from Nightshade or even Fir (who showed up for the winter event once).
Just wanted to say that now before I forget again.
Atzin@the group: The sceptile walks up to the group of large pokemon. "Excuse me hi. Are any of you the mother of them?"
Atzin turns to show his tail. The small snivy? that is Wick is currently hanging on, biting at one of the sceptile's leaf's on his tail.
"They won't let go and it's starting to hurt a little."
Marionette glanced back, her glowing eyes softening seeing Wick and Robin trailing along to keep up. She extends a clawed hand, ever so gentle as Wick reluctantly hops off the tail, but not before ripping a leaf off to nom on still.
She watches Robin walk by before turning to leave, very much ready to leave the event now that she’s got Wick back.
This goes for all of my blogs @blazing-destiny @pmd-paths-to-requiem @llndeasjourney @starboundcafe
Interesting
@ask-reluctant-nightshade | Wick stands proudly by the jar, Robin keeping a damn well close eye on her. “44 beans! I win, I get to eat them now, right? I guess 44, I eat 44, that’s the rules!” “No, no they aren’t- Oi, put the jar down!”
Wick that isn't a part of the rules-
Wick that is isnt a part of the rules-
“Beans beans beans! Yummy! You should try some, Vee!” “No- No thank you.”
@ask-reluctant-nightshade | Marionette towered over the human, eyes squinting at them. “Strange.” Meanwhile Wick decided if the human was ‘dead’, she would try and ‘accept the gift’ of the scarf for herself, tugging on it. “Weird colored toxicroak no need warm soft scarf, vee!”
"DONT... HARM..."
"...Spirit... Calm down..."
"fine... next time... not... be... lucky..."
Marionette snarled watching the balloon get so close, a surge of energy when the threats were made. Just as Aria called back Spirit, Marionette stood between them and Wick, returning the threat.
“I AM AWARE THEY WERE OUT OF LINE TRYING TO TAKE THE SCARF BUT DON’T DARE THREATEN HARM TO MY CHILD. IF YOU ACT ON IT, I WILL GLADLY MAKE SURE YOU LEARN A MOTHER’S WRATH!”
She huffs and scoops up Wick, holding her gently in her clawed paws. “Sorry, vee…” Wick hid behind a red claw, looking at what she perceived as a ‘weird colored toxicroak’ and ignoring the balloon. Marionette then stepped over the two in her path, going to search for someone to watch over Wick while she burnt off the excess energy resting.
“Ah hohoho! Calm yourself, I wouldn’t harm a child at the very least. But a little terrorizing to spread a few ghost stories about is all good fun.
( @ask-reluctant-nightshade ) Wick’s eyes widened at the sight of the obstagoon, quickly waddling her way over. “!!!!!!!!! BIG ANGY FUZZY FUCKER!” She held up an egg, tail swishing excitedly. “Wanna be big and scary like you, vee! Not as scary as mama, but still scary, vee!”
Vitomir: The Obstagoon picks up an egg, before he takes notice of the little gremlin. "Language." Vitomir said, disappointed at the little one. "You want to be scary? Like me? Hehe, I suggest bristling up your hair and getting scars. That'll scare them." He bristles Wick's tail for them. ( @ask-reluctant-nightshade )
“I SHALL BRING FEAR TO ALL, VEE!”
