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Apr 23, 2020 22:51:12 GMT -6
Post by Fyr on Apr 23, 2020 22:51:12 GMT -6
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Standing at the base of the statue of Legendaries, Fyr felt oddly...inspired. [break]
Not that he had any idea of their significance. Arceus, Xerneas, and Yveltal were only known to him as small, rather inaccurate drawings accompanying children's fairy tales, along with talking cod and flying carpets. In this land, however, the three obviously had some kind of significance, and imposing statues never failed to impress the Rock-type.[break]
He reflexively rolled his head around and dusted more powdered brick off of his fur. Glad that's over, he thought. The trip to Colbagne had not been a pleasant one: curled up in a crate of actual rocks for - hours? days? - he'd lost track of time in the dark. [break]
Looking around now, the contrast was shocking. This city was grander than anything Sol could've dreamed - and it was all real! It must be: no Zoroark could create this many people, buildings, lights, sounds, activities, FOODS...the wolf's head was spinning with all the excitement. He'd managed to snag some fruit and a baby flower of some sort as game prizes, but he had to take a breather before pressing on - he'd heard the castle would be open to all for a short time, and he couldn't pass up a limited opportunity like that. [break]
Fyr did his best to stay out of the way as other Pokémon bustled about the statue; not wanting to intrude on rituals he didn't understand, he leaned in to try to read the plaque from afar. His attention divided between the reading challenge and the apple clutched in his clumsy hand-paw, he didn't even notice the brightly-colored Galvantula scuttling towards him until they were almost within arm's reach. A small squeak of surprise escaped his lips before he collected himself enough to form words.[break]
"--Oh! Sorry, I didn't see you there," the Lycanroc said. Eyeing the smaller Pokémon's elegant attire, he added "Are you on your way to the castle, too?"
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played by Svipal
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last online May 21, 2020 23:42:05 GMT -6
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Apr 24, 2020 0:54:50 GMT -6
Post by Mingzhu on Apr 24, 2020 0:54:50 GMT -6
[nospaces] [attr="class,"memoryDarkpost"] [attr="class,"memoryDarkheader"] [attr="class,"memoryDarkcontainer"] [attr="class,"memoryDarkinfo"]285 WORDS [attr="class,"memoryDarkinfo"] Fyr[attr="class,"memoryDarkarrow"] [attr="class,"memoryDarkbody"] Strictly speaking, Mingzhu didn't need to pass through Festival Plaza on their way to the castle. It was a bit of a detour, actually. Okay, fine, it was pretty much in the complete opposite direction. But it was the last day of the festival, and between setting up the shop and advertising out in town they'd barely gotten to play any of the carnival games at all! Not that they were dextrous enough to win much of anything while decked out in their full ball regalia, but still. [break][break] They wandered between the stalls for a few minutes, until the worry of snagging their gown on some passerby's spines herded them to the less-crowded center of the plaza. Their attention drifted to the magnificent statue as they walked. They'd read about the story behind the festival, though not in much detail... were legendary-inspired patterns popular at all in Niphios? They hoped so. Xerneas's antlers seemed like a fun motif to explore. [break][break] They usually had enough eyes to pay attention to the road while they thought, but apparently they'd veered too close to a passerby this time as a Lycanroc squeaked at their approach. "Oh! No worries! Me neither, so it's a good thing you spoke up before we collided with each other, actually." This gown and a rock-type Pokemon? Yeesh! It didn't bear thinking about. They nervously patted a ruffled sleeve with a palp. [break][break] They craned their head upward; this particular rock-type's complexion might benefit from some nice blue accents, especially since he wasn't wearing anything at all. They tilted their head quizzically. "I am, but - haven't you heard? The Ball is supposed to be clothing-mandatory. I'm not sure they'll let you in looking like that." [attr="class,"memoryDarknotes"]
mini be nice omg
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last online May 11, 2020 19:12:39 GMT -6
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Apr 25, 2020 21:22:59 GMT -6
Post by Fyr on Apr 25, 2020 21:22:59 GMT -6
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Clothing?
Fyr's eyes drifted into the distance as he paused to think, the fruit forgotten in his paw. Apparently his plan - enter city, party, enter castle, party more - had been much too simple. He'd attended plenty of formal events in his previous life, but as a Rockruff; his parents or their servants had always put clothes on him for the occasion. He'd never thought clothing would be something he'd have to keep track of for himself. Has it really been that long?[break]
He drew a deep breath, flattened, hesitant at first - such an energetic Pokémon could be dangerous in the wrong circumstances - then released a small sigh, his ears and tail returning to their typical upright position as he remembered that a Lycanroc had little to fear from a Bug type. He'd have to be careful not to stumble and hurt them, though; he slowly lifted his hands from the ground up to his chest in a begging-dog pose so he wouldn't forget about them and accidentally swing one into the spider.[break]
He refocused his attention on the Galvantula, his gaze politely averted from their face. He may not be able to afford their level of extravagance, but with an outfit like that, they had to be some kind of clothes expert. Maybe they could help him find something? "Huh, that completely slipped my mind. I been-" (avoiding people) "-too busy lookin' around to stop and listen, so nah, I didn't hear," he drawled, his gravelly bass voice a stark contrast to the nervous squeaks he'd managed earlier. The red wolf gently tucked the tiny flowerpot he'd won into his mane so the bloom lay nicely over his ear and glanced hopefully at the fully bedecked 'mon; based on their expression, it seemed this wouldn't quite suffice.[break]
"You know any, uh, charity stores, or any games where I could win a scarf or somethin'? Ain't got much money." To be precise, he didn't have any money, but a stranger didn't need to know that.
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played by Svipal
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last online May 21, 2020 23:42:05 GMT -6
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Apr 25, 2020 23:23:39 GMT -6
Post by Mingzhu on Apr 25, 2020 23:23:39 GMT -6
[nospaces] [attr="class,"memoryDarkpost"] [attr="class,"memoryDarkheader"] [attr="class,"memoryDarkcontainer"] [attr="class,"memoryDarkinfo"]322 WORDS [attr="class,"memoryDarkinfo"] Fyr [attr="class,"memoryDarkarrow"] [attr="class,"memoryDarkbody"]
Even with his type and height advantages, the stranger displayed an awkwardly careful manner that was at stark odds with what Mingzhu usually expected from a Lycanroc. It was almost adorable, really. They put a palp to their mouth, resisting the urge to laugh, only to fail outright when he put the flower on his head.
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"Sorry, sorry! Oh my goodness." They gasped between giggles. Then, after calming down enough, "for shops... you'd probably know better than me, actually," they responded with a little apologetic wave. Or, wait - someone who doesn't know the local shops, and hasn't yet heard about the rules for the ball? They leaned forward eagerly. "Wait! You're not new in town too, are you? I only just got here like two weeks ago myself! That's crazy, I feel like I've been running into new people all week. Hang on, I have an idea."
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With some difficulty, they pulled out a slightly squashed satin purse from a pocket on their underside and dumped the contents onto the base of the statue. A cascade of half-assembled silk flowers tumbled to a stop at Arceus's feet. They were significantly better-looking than the crumpled disgraces they'd produced at the beginning of the week, but still far too wobbly for them to bear charging money for them. "I was planning on working on these between dances," they explained absently as they reached down to carefully undo the intricate decorative knot on the purse's drawstring. "But that was never gonna happen, really. It would've looked ridiculous. Oh, right - I'm Mingzhu, and I've got a little tailor shop up north. Moirae Boutique, if you wanna check it out. Wow, those first couple sentences must've been crazy without that context, huh?"
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With a final triumphant tug, the drawstring came loose. Mingzhu stretched it out end to end and brandished it at the Lycanroc. "There! We've got enough ingredients here for a short lei, don't you think?"
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played by squid
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last online May 11, 2020 19:12:39 GMT -6
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Apr 26, 2020 16:03:12 GMT -6
Post by Fyr on Apr 26, 2020 16:03:12 GMT -6
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Fyr's ears perked up at the volley of laughter. Eager to join in the fun, he darted his pink eyes around the grounds; seeing nothing out of the ordinary, the Lycanroc tilted his head in a classic canine gesture of confusion. Must've missed it, he thought, brushing the dangling flower back into place on his ear. [break]
The Galvantula's friendly behavior - and especially that exuberant giggling fit - reassured him that he had nothing to fear. "Oh, you new too? Yeah, I just got here a few hours ago! Don't think I could've come at a better time," he said, a smile briefly quirking the corners of his mouth as he paused to take in the festival ambience. "Guess we're in the same boat then."[break]
...How had so many flowers even fit in that bag? "Mingzhu? Nice to meet you, I’m Fyr, he said, offering a paw for a handshake. Once I get myself all settled I’ll have to come by sometime.” Food, water, and shelter would be easy enough to obtain, if he wasn’t picky, but he’d expected to it to take weeks to find a friendly face in a foreign country. [break]
His own face froze in surprise when Mingzhu held out the cord to him and suggested a lei. Galvantulas weren't psychic, were they? "For me?" he asked, flabbergasted. With the spider's affirmation, his tail started lashing to the right at a frenzied pace. "That's-that's definitely enough! Leis are my favorite thing to wear, how'd you know?" He couldn't believe his luck - the first person he talked to in this city was this friendly and helpful? Colbagne was turning out to be a better place than he'd expected!
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played by Svipal
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last online May 21, 2020 23:42:05 GMT -6
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Apr 27, 2020 12:25:23 GMT -6
Post by Mingzhu on Apr 27, 2020 12:25:23 GMT -6
[nospaces] [attr="class,"memoryDarkpost"] [attr="class,"memoryDarkheader"] [attr="class,"memoryDarkcontainer"] [attr="class,"memoryDarkinfo"]220 WORDS [attr="class,"memoryDarkinfo"] Fyr[attr="class,"memoryDarkarrow"] [attr="class,"memoryDarkbody"]
Mingzhu took the paw and shook enthusiastically. "Great! I'll see you there someday." See, another customer! They were great at this advertising thing. The fact that he was a penniless new immigrant could of course be conveniently ignored. "And what a coincidence! I had these on hand because I just started learning how to do silk flowers. Fate's a funny thing, huh? Anyway, this should only take a couple minutes, so don't go anywhere."
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They turned back to the lei, poking holes in the petals and stringing them on with a practiced hand. Fyr, huh? They'd spoken with their share of travelers during their time at the old caravan, but they couldn't quite fit this name or accent in with any of the others. "So where're you from?" They asked idly, as they glared at a particularly lopsided petal. No, it's fine, it's fine. You're not taking money for this. Just shove it into the center of that other lily there. "I'm from Jiang. You know, like - oh, I guess you wouldn't know about the Princess yet." Dammit, that just made the entire lily look crooked. They plucked it out and stuffed it back into the purse with a disgusted huff. "It's the big trade empire across the ocean. Though, everything's across the ocean when it comes to Niphios, huh?"
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played by squid
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last online May 11, 2020 19:12:39 GMT -6
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May 3, 2020 18:36:31 GMT -6
Post by Fyr on May 3, 2020 18:36:31 GMT -6
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Fyr stooped to help pick up some flowers; good thing his arms were so long! Or, maybe not...he set a crumpled flower back onto the ground and backed away to give Mingzhu some space. He watched their lightning-fast work out of the corner of his eye, nodding in amazement. How could a Pokémon with no apparent fingers craft so deftly?[break]
He took the time to read the plaque. The battle between life and death...it was something close to his heart, but the intervention of another force was new. Stasis? Balance? He didn’t quite understand this “Arceus” figure. Add that to the list, he thought. [break]
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The plaza faded as Fyr’s mind was swept into the past. A Lucario’s cry echoing - steel on stone - cold dark hurt rage - [break]
- not now, Fyr, don't panic - [break]
He shook the bad thoughts out of his head. Looked like Mingzhu was still focusing on their work; thank goodness. Maybe they hadn't even noticed his flashback? "I’m from Ha Kvar, it's real far up north." He scratched some more stone dust out of his forelock, shuffling nervously. ”I, uh...I’d rather not talk about it. What’s Jiang like?” he asked, leaping at the chance to change the subject. The Lycanroc knew little about the outside world; he knew of trade (though Ha Kvar only engaged in it to a limited extent) and had a vague grasp of the term “empire”, but he’d never heard them used together. [break]
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played by Svipal
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last online May 21, 2020 23:42:05 GMT -6
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May 4, 2020 13:20:08 GMT -6
Post by Mingzhu on May 4, 2020 13:20:08 GMT -6
[nospaces] [attr="class,"memoryDarkpost"] [attr="class,"memoryDarkheader"] [attr="class,"memoryDarkcontainer"] [attr="class,"memoryDarkinfo"]360 WORDS [attr="class,"memoryDarkinfo"] Fyr[attr="class,"memoryDarkarrow"] [attr="class,"memoryDarkbody"] "Oh, yeah?" Mingzhu murmured, completely oblivious to Fyr quietly panicking above them as they strung another flower. Ha Kvar... It must be very far north, if they hadn't heard of it at all. Or maybe their memory for places wasn't as good as they thought. They were tempted to ask for details, but there was no way they'd get away with that right after being asked not to, huh? Maybe they could look it up later. There had to be a library somewhere around here. [break][break] They contemplated the question for a moment. Where to even begin? "Jiang's big," they decided. "A lot bigger than Niphios. My family travels a lot, and sometimes when we crossed province lines it was like going into a completely different world." Their voice took on a dreamy tone as they recalled their childhood antics - climbing trees, eating wildflowers, harrassing every bug and feral Pokemon and traveler that crossed their path. "I could talk about it forever and not even get out half the stuff in my head, and I haven't even seen most of the west side yet. It's the best place in the world. Ah, here we go!" [break][break] They held out the finished lei up to Fyr - proudly at first, but then all the awkward details they'd been doing their best to ignore hit them at full force. Why did their purse strings have to be so thick? It wasn't the right material for a lei at all. And those colours... that spacing...! They turned sharply away before the temptation to destroy it all and restart won over. "Well - not my best work," they chuckled, staring holes into one of Yveltal's wings. "But not bad for a rush job, huh? Enough to get you through the door, anyway." Oh, gosh. What if someone at the Ball asked about it and Fyr mentioned their name? They tried to keep from squirming visibly, without much success. They'd have to put some nicer outfits in the storefront once they got home, so people didn't get the wrong idea. "Maybe you can stop by the shop later for some proper accessories, and I can share some stories, yeah?"[attr="class,"memoryDarknotes"]
it probably looks fine, mini is just a terrible perfectionist lol
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played by squid
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last online May 11, 2020 19:12:39 GMT -6
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May 8, 2020 21:24:16 GMT -6
Post by Fyr on May 8, 2020 21:24:16 GMT -6
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Mingzhu seemed to make an effort to hold in questions - an effort that Fyr appreciated - before moving on to discuss their homeland. He hadn’t had much experience with arachnid facial expressions, but he could tell by the spider’s exuberance that they must have a myriad of happy memories; he’d have to be more specific next time. Only one detail bothered him.[break]
Bigger than Niphios? The Lycanroc considered this. He’d heard that Niphios was many times the size of Ha Kvar; Colbagne alone seemed close to the size of the entire Sun’s Mountain. If Jiang was big enough that it had to be divided by ordinal directions… Fyr licked his nose nervously. This was clearly an unfathomable concept for now, and didn’t bear further investigation. [break]
He set the conundrum aside into a little box in his head and reached for the proffered lei, biting his lip when Mingzhu drew back. Did I scare - oh, they’re disappointed? “I mean, you could probably do better,” he agreed; it looked fine to him, but he respected the Galvantula’s professional opinion. What did he know about clothes? It fit fine, too; he ran a claw over the petal of a red flower, marveling as his paw glowed pink with the light scattering from the silken surface. Sunlight came with some benefits, after all. “It’s beautiful!” he exclaimed. “I’ll be sure to come by as soon as I get the time. Thank you so much; you got no idea how much this means to me.”[break]
After their goodbyes, Fyr watched Mingzhu scurry on their way, feeling a little melancholy. I’d be a fool to expect everyone here to be so kind, he thought. He fluffed the lei around his neck; he hadn’t realized until now just how much he’d missed the feeling of security he’d gotten from the protective ruff he’d grown in childhood.[break]
Childhood...well, that’s over now. The statue loomed above him, strange gods watching the city bustle by impassively. He locked eyes with Yveltal. Over.[break]
Fyr took the flower out of his mane. Thinking a silent prayer in the Ha Kvari fashion, he brought forth images of his past and let them flow into the stoneware pot, cracking it slightly with the intensity of his grip. He set it down gently with the other offerings at the Legendaries’ feet. He wiped a burst of tears away; pleasantly surprised to find the apple still in his paw, he finished eating it as he strode towards the castle. Well, here we go. To new beginnings.
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