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victory_road2018-03-16 08:29 pm
11121_assumption) wrote in victory_road2018-03-16 08:29 pm
Twenty-fourth Sacrament: Otherworld
There's something wrong.
The footage shows...somewhere. It's not clear where it is. The ground is nothing but rugged rock and there seems to be construction in the distance. But the sky is blood red - not the soft orange of a setting sun but a hellish red. Despite it's glow, the world seemed dark. Almost grimy, with strange rust covering the rocks around. The scene was in front of some kind of ruined building, covered in red rust and scorch damage. The usual background music that played had been replaced with something far more ominous, giving no further clues about where the footage was taking place. It repeatedly corrupts, flashing a strange symbol before cutting back to the scene. Strange cries echoed in the distance.
A Solrock hovered in front of the husk of a building, surprisingly clear of the corruption around it and turning, like a wheel. And with it was Walter. Something was wrong with him as well. His gaze was blank. His clothes were stained with blood. He only turned his head slowly up to the Solrock hovering in front of him and for a moment, as the Solrock's eyes shone, his eyes glowed red. The Solrock stopped turning, looking at him with a blank expression. He murmured to it, only just audible on the video. "I knew you would find me again."
The Solrock's expression didn't change. It's eyes glowed again, and something lifted from Walter's bag - an Ultra Ball. The ball floated towards the Solrock, lightly tapping it. The moment the Solrock disappeared into the ball, the world righted itself; red sky to a starry night, blood and rust vanishing, the mansion disappearing, music fading back to it's usual, cheery tone and the weird echoing cries of strange Pokemon replaced with the chirps of Fletchlings and Wingulls.
Walter collapsed. The Gear fell as well. All that could be seen was the Ultra Ball, landing in front of it. It shook once, then clicked shut.
The footage shows...somewhere. It's not clear where it is. The ground is nothing but rugged rock and there seems to be construction in the distance. But the sky is blood red - not the soft orange of a setting sun but a hellish red. Despite it's glow, the world seemed dark. Almost grimy, with strange rust covering the rocks around. The scene was in front of some kind of ruined building, covered in red rust and scorch damage. The usual background music that played had been replaced with something far more ominous, giving no further clues about where the footage was taking place. It repeatedly corrupts, flashing a strange symbol before cutting back to the scene. Strange cries echoed in the distance.
A Solrock hovered in front of the husk of a building, surprisingly clear of the corruption around it and turning, like a wheel. And with it was Walter. Something was wrong with him as well. His gaze was blank. His clothes were stained with blood. He only turned his head slowly up to the Solrock hovering in front of him and for a moment, as the Solrock's eyes shone, his eyes glowed red. The Solrock stopped turning, looking at him with a blank expression. He murmured to it, only just audible on the video. "I knew you would find me again."
The Solrock's expression didn't change. It's eyes glowed again, and something lifted from Walter's bag - an Ultra Ball. The ball floated towards the Solrock, lightly tapping it. The moment the Solrock disappeared into the ball, the world righted itself; red sky to a starry night, blood and rust vanishing, the mansion disappearing, music fading back to it's usual, cheery tone and the weird echoing cries of strange Pokemon replaced with the chirps of Fletchlings and Wingulls.
Walter collapsed. The Gear fell as well. All that could be seen was the Ultra Ball, landing in front of it. It shook once, then clicked shut.
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I don't care if God himself comes down here to tell me you deserve to get your ass kicked for something you did. I'd argue with him too because it sounds to me like you've had more then your fair share of punishment already.
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This is how it always was, back in my world.
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This world is much better and as such? I think it's safe to say the rules have changed.
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There must be a reason for this. [ He shook his head. ] I need to go back to the Pokemon Centre.
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How else do you explain those weird glitchy weekends where we all just kinda forget stuff or wind up with weird pokemon and photographs of babies?
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[ He was slowly standing, straightening himself up. The old mask of calm blankness settling around him like a shroud. ] I'm used to this. It's how it was.
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Because again...that blows. There's gotta be a better way to live.
[And frankly she doesn't want to have to put her faith behind a leader who's shackled to a cult even when none of the other members are there. She did that once already it wasn't fun.]
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[ He lowered his eyes. ] I woke up. The angel Valtiel stood over me and I realised. He wouldn't let me go. I knew what he wanted me to do but I waited, until there was no hope. And after that... [ It still all went wrong. But he glanced to his Pokemon. ]
Valtiel requires my consent, to extend his powers through me. And this world has hope. I can endure.
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[She massages her temples exhausted already.]
Can you at least promise me not to cause some kind of apocalypse or get yourself killed this year? I'd like to at least have one more good romantic fling before everything literally goes to hell.
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Why couldn't you have been taken in by a cult of buddhists or something?
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Because the Order were the only people who cared.
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Well even if that was true, it's not true anymore.
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[ Chaos growled a little, nuzzling against his side as he walked. ]
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Seems like you've probably already done your fair share.
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