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Event: The Reveal Glass

Across the Pokémon world, characters may have spotted a falling star last night. Or at least, one would think that's what it was: a naturally occurring phenomenon, rather than a legendary artifact. Specifically, the Reveal Glass fell to earth during a fight among a group of legendaries started by the return of a long-lost family member. But it's probably best to leave them to handle all that themselves, while your characters deal with other consequences.

The Reveal Glass shattered upon impact, and the shards scattered throughout Kanto, Johto, and the Sevii Islands… And made their way into the hearts of your characters. But bleeding isn't the concern here. Instead, the impact will hit when a character first looks into any reflective service. An eerie feeling hits them as they're transported to the Mirror Dimension.

While this realm can be many different things for different characters, one thing is always true: It is a place of honesty, where true selves are revealed. Those struck by a shard will find themselves facing truths they are no longer able to hide, and now must accept. Fortunately enough, even those who haven't been struck will be able to enter the Mirror Dimension during this event via a reflective surface to offer help. By the end of the 29th, things will return to normal. Characters will be back in the usual Pokémon world and their hearts will be rid of the shards, but time is strange in the Mirror Dimension, and the experience may feel like it goes on far longer than a day. Or, maybe that's just the emotional exhaustion.

The Reveal Glass plot is here. You can swing by the event info post for additional details and FAQ, and play out your characters’ enforced therapy on this post. As with most VR events, this plot is entirely optional and your characters don't need to take part at all.

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There’s a pause. It wasn’t often she got an offer like that. It’s so infrequent she’s not sure she believes it.

“Why? So you can hear the story of a sad little princess who failed her people time and time again? What good would that do? Why would you care? Why should anyone care?”

Radley sighs sadly at that. "... It sounds like my story too. I also failed.

"And maybe it wouldn't do any good. But ... I know I always wanted someone to listen to me. I always care about my friends."

She stares, because yes, she does want someone to listen and talk to. But that’s not something you just ask someone, plus you know it’s genuine if it’s offered. Not having that caused her to bottle it up until she eventually burst. The most recent example of that being with poor Shadowmaru.

But also she can’t help but be stunned by that last part.

“I’m your friend?”

"Sure," Radley says. "I think of you as a very dear friend." He comes a bit closer.

“Why?”

Radley has always been kind to her, and she likes him. They’ve talked a few times it’s true. But she didn’t really think he thought of her as a friend.

"I see the good in you," Radley replies. "I'm always drawn to the good in people and I see them as friends."

Radley now has her attention. There’s a flicker of emotion that passes across her face. She looks down, as if trying to hold it back. Her voice barely audible when she speaks.

“And what good would that be?”

"You are very kind and thoughtful. I've seen that in how you treat people and Pokemon alike," Radley says. "You care a lot."

She stares at him for a long moment, her eyes then starting to glimmer.

“You can say that even though we barely know each other? And yet… he can’t even see it.”

Or at least… he’s never said anything like that to her. Not here.

"'He'?" Radley repeats.

“Mando,” she says with a sigh before looking down again.

“I had hoped he would see me as something other than a selfish princess. I think I failed.”

Radley had suspected that was who she meant.

"Why do you think that?" he frowns. It's hard for him to imagine anyone seeing her that way.

“Don’t get me wrong. He has been kind to me, but… he doesn’t know me. Not like he used to.”

She heaves a sad sigh, wringing her hands a bit again.

“He doesn’t remember.”

Radley remembers being told they were from different eras.

"That must be so hard. I don't know how I'd handle it if my friends came and didn't remember."

Or if Kalin came and didn't remember....

“It is hard,” she admits quietly.

“He saved me, and saw me for who I was. He told me he didn’t care about my title or position. That he followed me for what he saw in me, and he would serve me until my song was written. But now… I have to wonder if it was all a lie.”

Clearly it had meant a lot to her as her voice is strained with emotion.

"If he's from an earlier time period, maybe he isn't as close to you now as he'll be later, when he goes back and those other events happen," Radley says. He hopes that, anyway. It's what he would hope if his friends came from an earlier point when they didn't know him as well and they wouldn't have gone through everything Radley remembers them going through.

“No, he wouldn’t be. But I suppose I kept hoping that we could have something like that here. That there would be a glimmer of the man I knew.”

Her expression is deeply sad as she looks at her hands. Flexing the stiff fingers of her right hand.

“But he’s changed, and I can’t bring myself to accept that. Perhaps I am that selfish princess after all.”

"I know I'd really struggle in your position," Radley says. "Maybe it's not that he's changed so much as it is that without going through what you remember, that same closeness just can't be reached." He sighs. "I know that's not a satisfying answer, though."

And maybe he really has changed, being here. It's eerie to think that going home will erase all of that, if everyone does indeed forget.

“He’s changed.” She convinced of that. “There was a time we knew each other but we were not close. That’s all he remembers.”

Breathing in deeply, she fought with her emotions, but wasn’t entirely successful. A single tear escaping and slowly rolling down her blood stained cheek.

“Regardless, what I want is impossible.”

"I'm so sorry," Radley says softly. "There are few things that hurt as much as that."

He, too, has experienced that impossible longing for someone who seems immovable. Although in his case, the person never was close to him. Bo's position is so much worse.

She bites her lip for a moment then sits back.

“I need to move on, I’ve tried to accept it. I’ve distanced myself from him, I’ve tried to be his friend. Nothing seems to really work.”

She didn’t know what to do. She didn’t know how to be happy, or at least content, in this place. He always hung over her as a painful reminder.

“It’s like torture.”

"It is," Radley says, still thinking of his own heartache too.

"Have you talked to him about how you feel?"

“I tried.”

She really did, but it didn’t go the way she had hoped.

“He’s happy here, and is fine with how things are between us.”

She’s not though, her heart yearning for something more. Something that she couldn’t have.

“He’s encouraged me to embrace this world like he has. But I can’t do that.”

"I'm so sorry," Radley says sadly. "I wish there was a better answer. I wish I knew how to make the pain and the longing go away. I haven't figured that out myself. I go along and try to be happy, and sometimes I really am, but there's always that ache, that hurt inside for the person I long to have love me."

“Perhaps there isn’t. I used to think I didn’t need love. But now I know better, and I can’t have it. I wish I could go back.”

It’s said it’s better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all. She’s not convinced.

“I’m sorry too. I wouldn’t wish this feeling on anyone.”

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