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victory_road2022-07-07 11:27 am
cuttingremark) wrote in victory_road2022-07-07 11:27 am
Time travel is the worst actually!
Who: Loki and others!
Where: Hisui
When: July
Summary: An event catchall! Will be adding more prompts as the month goes.
Rating: PG-13 for language and like fighting and stuff?
Week 1
Arrival
Waking up suddenly in a strange new world was both disorienting and concerning. Doing it twice in as many weeks is just downright annoying.
Loki is sitting on a log on the outskirts of the camp, glaring daggers at the woman who apparently brought them all here. He is completely still save for his left hand picking at the palm of his right. Violence outside of pokemon battle seems to be completely foreign to this world, but the look in his eye says he would very much like to introduce it in his moment.
He speaks when approached, though his murderous focus stays on the 'scientist.'
"Has anyone found a way to contact our proper time? Outside of this woman's ravings, that is."
Patrol
The night is peaceful here as Loki makes his way through the underbrush with his new friend. Both him and his pokemon move quietly, barely disturbing a leaf or twig as they do.
This, of course, makes for prime shenanigans. If you happen to find yourself out this late, you may feel the faint scratch of something at your back...Turning will reveal Loki in his new clothes wearing a scary looking mask he probably made out of some fallen tree bark.
"Boo."
Where: Hisui
When: July
Summary: An event catchall! Will be adding more prompts as the month goes.
Rating: PG-13 for language and like fighting and stuff?
Week 1
Arrival
Waking up suddenly in a strange new world was both disorienting and concerning. Doing it twice in as many weeks is just downright annoying.
Loki is sitting on a log on the outskirts of the camp, glaring daggers at the woman who apparently brought them all here. He is completely still save for his left hand picking at the palm of his right. Violence outside of pokemon battle seems to be completely foreign to this world, but the look in his eye says he would very much like to introduce it in his moment.
He speaks when approached, though his murderous focus stays on the 'scientist.'
"Has anyone found a way to contact our proper time? Outside of this woman's ravings, that is."
Patrol
The night is peaceful here as Loki makes his way through the underbrush with his new friend. Both him and his pokemon move quietly, barely disturbing a leaf or twig as they do.
This, of course, makes for prime shenanigans. If you happen to find yourself out this late, you may feel the faint scratch of something at your back...Turning will reveal Loki in his new clothes wearing a scary looking mask he probably made out of some fallen tree bark.
"Boo."
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Loki smiles down at his pokemon. "It is difficult to say what all the differences are without our gears, but there are some local legends I've heard talking about the spirits of lost pokemon becoming pokemon in their own right."
He nods to Gligar. "You're new friend certainly seems 'attached' to you." Yes, that was a pun.
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The Gligar trills, poking her head out from under Kimmuriel's ponytail. She seems amenable enough to clamber down onto his arm to inspect this New Friend.
"She insists on using me as a perch, yes," he says, his tone dry. Maybe if he ignores the joke it will leave. "Despite her insectoid features, she seems more batlike than anything, which leaves me somewhat curious as to the potential taxonomy of such a creature." Not that he thinks taxonomy is much of anything here. Even magical creatures on Toril have some kind of origin, but he doubts very much that these Pokemon came into being because 'a wizard did it'.
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Zorua, on the other hand, couldn't care less what kind of pokemon this is. He's just happy to make a new friend! He starts sniffing the Gligar excitedly as soon as she's on the ground.
"Calm down, Vakker, we don't want to startle the poor thing. Well, not now at least."