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notes-from-hisui · 1 month
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I almost tripped over a very small Eevee in the Alabaster Icelands. She now has a blanket, spot by the campfire, and some soup in a dish.
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galacticrain · 1 year
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Arcphones
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smallratinheat · 1 year
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if pokemon was real there would be one blogger who's in hisui (like Literally Fuedal Japan) and got their hands on an arcphone. and nobody would ever notice
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k-k-armadillo · 1 year
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legendarceus · 7 months
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hey guys thinking about oneshot and pokemon legends arceus and thinking more
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silver and silver
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applesjuice · 23 days
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WAIT, does that mean that Kieran/Akari still captured legendaries?!!! When they're hearing Cinhtya talking about myths and legends of Hisui to see if there is a semblance of truth, and Akari just goes "Oh, ye." And just, sent Palkia/Dialga, darkrai (Lord of nightmare?!!!), GIRATINA (the fu-) and plenty others?!
...GOD?!
Pfffhehehe, it's just funny to think of the reaction the Poke-world could have to these XD. (Legend AU)
Yeah! They completed the pokedex and helped Laventon get the ball rolling in his research since everything got derailed thanks to a certain someone. I don't think they'd bring the legendaries back with them since like, they're literal gods who are worshipped. They captured them but they still do what they want, like showing up to work on the farm randomly or appearing to Kieran in dreams like they're the Virgin Mary descending to bestow a prophecy and its just Palkia or whoever wanting some attention. Kieran feels very bad for Giritina, and projects a bit on it like they did with Ogerpon, but I genuinely think Kieran is just a very empathetic kid.
The clans worship their specific pokemon like gods with carved figures in their homes that they make daily offering too. At some point Kieran makes one for Giritina and puts little hats on it when it gets cold and leaves berries and treats as an offering. Maybe the big baddie of the Distortion World is that way because nobody ever gave it a hug or tucked it into bed we dont know!
Kieran and Dawn in the future: maybe the real gods of creation are the friends we made along the way
I think there'd be pockets of people descended from the clans in modern Sinnoh who still worship Palkia or Dialga in their homes. Cynthia's family grew up with the church of arceus (and we all know why) but she loves theology and has so many questions because surely that one photo of the Big Three frolicing on a farm is some Ancient Alien level hoax and Kieran is just like: on no they just really like soybeans. I think they were competing to see whose plot got the highest yield.
Diamond and Pearl still happened so Dawn has current "ownership" of the Sinnoh legendaries but they have zero sense of time on a human scale so they'd be stoked to see their buddy Akari again but. But like, morally and ethically can you bring god to a pokemon battle? They'd probably enjoy battling for fun on the occasion but they're not normal pokemon and can't be treated as such. Im my mind there's a parctice of every generation or so since pokeballs became a thing, someone has to catch whichever legendary to keep it safe from your average nutjob drying to take over the world. Pokeballs are technology they're not forever and after a while they degrade and stop functioning. Or at least in my mind that's how it works. It would likely make sense to like. Just bury a legendary's pokeball somewhere and let it live its best life while there's ensurance for like 30 years some rando can't catch it.
Sorry this went on a tangent about my thoughts on religion in the pokemon world, but I see the Legendaries as being too Other and beyond our understanding to stick around on someone's team. I consider the various protagonists who catch them have gained their favor so they will pop in during their lifetime to visit because humans and pokemon need eachother to get stronger. Legendaries imo are just different in that they need exposure to that humanity to keep them grounded and present mentally. They have PHENOMENAL COSMIC POWERS, but itty bitty understanding of humanity, or like, the pokemon equivalent of it.
So yea Kieran doesnt bring any legendaries back with them but they'll still ask to see them occasionally to see if they're doing ok.
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he loves his Pokémon sm(real)
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The Discord server has added yet another project to my pile, in which Giratina, not to be one-upped by Arceus, also bestows upon his champion... a phone.
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cheezyharu · 1 year
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Pokeddexy 2023 | day 25: Fave Legendary
Confession: I had a crush on xe when I was like... 7 or 8
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ghostypetrainer · 1 year
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You know all those unhinged tumblr posts? Role swap Ingo being given painkillers after the fight with Giritina and posting a bunch of those while high.
WHO LET THIS KID HAVE ACCESS TO HIS PHONE WHILE ON YE OLDE PAINKLLERS. Clearly this was a great, perfect flawless plan.
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ceresoblivia · 11 months
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Arceus... Or Dialga... Or Celebi help me I'm messing up my time periods.
Why is it so hard to remember the names of the big regions. The time travel doesn't help.
Or whatever this is. Some messed up Isekai.
I shouldn't have read those bootleg Orre imports back home.
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notes-from-hisui · 2 months
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Earlier this morning, I thought I saw a Luxray and its cub. As I got closer though, I realized they were courting each other. It was a pair of Luxio. One was just really tiny while the other was bigger than normal.
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sexysilverstrider · 5 months
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post reunion early stages of trying to get used to their mutual feelings AND each other
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Most technology seems to be made to be a Menace lately, so I'm not surprised it's annoying to hold.
Yeah I think the main problem is the fact that it's shaped weirdly like the Llama guy from our hisui textbooks
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Made a fun little “what-if” comic script and realised how long it would be, I drew out the first 2 pages then wrote the rest as a fic :)
This is with an OC based off my PLA play through named Charlie (They/Them)
Underdressed for Winter
Warden Ingo stood in a daze, after a mute day of only a few battles strewn across the day he was prepared to return to the highlands. He took up residence by the gate waiting to see if a specific passenger would be joining him on the returning trek.
Snapping him out of the cloudiness in his own mind, Charlie had walked passed.
“I’m going to the highlands with you.” They said as they went pass, pausing by the gate to check something on their “arc-phone” as they had called it.
He blinked himself back into reality and took stock of what the teen was bringing with them. But not before noticing how little they wore. He called out to them.
“Young Passenger! Would you wait a moment?!” Charlie turned around to meet him with a questioning gaze. He walked up to them as he spoke. “You are very underdressed for your intended station.”
Charlie gave a look that clearly said the comment earned some offence. Although he continued on his track, “I recommend a detour to Anthe’s-“ They held up the scarf they wore as apart of the survey corps uniform. “- A scarf does not count.” What were they teaching these kids…
They messed around with their bag for a moment before pulling out a pokéball, gesturing to it.
“You are surely not going to rely on a lone Pokémon in winter for several hours.” His voice deadpanned. They put the pokéball away and crossed their arms, pouting slightly, coming across a lot more accurate for their age than running around with deadly dangers at every corner.
“What does the professor say about this violation of safety checks?” He queried. The teenager merely shrugged. “All members use this uniform.”
That struck Ingo as odd. “That does not make it less safe.” Charlie muttered something incomprehensible.
“What was that Charlie?” They stared at the ground when they answered.
“I shredded my last one…” They didn’t explain further. He was a bit confused on why they couldn’t just… He recalled the amount of crafting they’d spent doing over the last few days, talking to Anvin about the missing resources.
“…Do you not have the funds?” They tightened on themselves.
“…no.” They said quietly, almost ashamed of the fact. He straightened himself up and walked towards the clothing store.
“Then I will take you myself.” He announced. Charlie look puzzled so instead Ingo took ahold of the back of their scarf and directed them towards the store. The method felt very familiar somehow.
“You must take care to pass all safety checks before attempt to depart a station.”
“I’ve done it before. I was fine then.”
The younger trainer took a moment to orient themselves before they walked beside him, giving up on deterring him.
“That is incredibly irresponsible. I will be intending to talk to the professor about safety checks.” Charlie remained silent besides the warden.
They got up to the stall, the woman in front of it looked up from her sewing, looking at the coat Ingo cherished with poorly disguised disgust.
“What brings you here Warden? Are you going to let me repair that icky coat?” She jabbed, Ingo politely deflected it.
“My coat is just fine, thank you. But I do request some warmer clothing for the passenger here.” He said, gesturing to the teen who’d taken to staring at the ground. Anthe stared for a moment before looking back up to the Pearl Clan Warden.
“I do believe they had bought some barely a week ago.”
“I’m under the impression it become same collateral damage recently. They’ve been content with being underdressed for harsher weather since.” He gestured with his hands absentmindedly. Charlie picked at the hem of their current Kimono.
“Hm, Alright, I’ll see what I have.” She walked into the store and browsed across some shelves Ingo couldn’t see. There was a tug on the back of his coat.
“You don’t have to do this… I can deal.” Charlie said, meeting his gaze with determination and a bit of guilt.
“It would be incredibly wrong of me to not assure you arrive at your station safely Charlie. It is the sole responsibility of a conductor to take care of a passenger up to their destination.”
Ingo could swear he heard a voice in the breeze as it went pass his ear.
Follow the rules. Safe Driving!
“Haven’t you already done that?” Charlie asked, expression softening.
Follow the schedule. Everybody smile!
“I have once. And I intend to do it again to assure your safety as my passenger.” Charlie looked a bit taken aback at the last statement. He worried he overstepped somewhere.
Check Safety. Everything’s ready!
Anthe walked back out, carrying a few kimonos, “I have a few different variations, but all should serve to be warmer than-“ she looks up at the two. “Am I interrupting?” She asked politely.
Aim for victory.
Ingo put aside his worries for the solution at hand. “Not at all. Charlie would you like to…” The teen looked between the black kimono with fur hems and Ingo’s coat with an almost longing.
All aboard!
He bit back a fond sigh, and pointed to the one Charlie had been looking at.
“The black one please.” He spotted the winter hats above the shelves. “Could I get the matching winter hat as well?”
“Ingo-“ The teen tried, he interrupted them with a hand on their shoulder. Anthe gave a fond look between them and with a shake of her head pulled down the matching hat with a small smile.
“6,800 coin Warden, it’d be a discount if you let me fix that coat.”
He handed the money over, “Never… Thank you for the clothes.” He tried doing the math in his head for the prices he could make out, he was sure he paid less than the actual amount. He attempted to speak up and was stopped by a stern look from the woman. She handed off the kimono and hat to Charlie, who tugged Ingo’s coat towards their quarters waiting for him to join them. He tipped his hat to the women an and followed the teen.
A few minutes later they’d emerged from the closed off section of their quarters and showed off the outfit with a grin, he praised them and they’d tackled him in a hug, enjoying the warmth the clothes brought.
He heard them mutter “Thank you, Uncle Ingo” into his coat and he ruffled their hair, before leading them out towards the highlands with all safety checks complete.
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