Okay- Don’t geek out over how cool these computers are. Don’t overthink this. Just think of it as a really cool security job… Deep breaths. You got this.
Where to…? We’re looking for weird stuff to document. It might be easier to spot weird things where there’s usually nothing, right? So… Mt. Silver? I think it’s empty up there… and if there is anything unusual it should be easy to spot… like finding meteorites in the snow.
You select Camera 05, and the display comes to fully present itself on the central computer.
It seems like the drone is currently settled in a cave, hidden from the harsh weather conditions as to not be lost in the snow... Piloting it forward is as easy as pressing a few commands on the keyboard.
Thus, you begin to survey the mountain.
You notice, as you move onwards, that it already seems to be rather high up- it makes sense, though. The remote access wouldn't be necessary for a lower part of the range, given the proximity of the lab.
And it seems the only direction to go is up.
Onwards, seeing nothing of note except rocks, snow, and wild Pokemon, until the view emerges from the final cavern before the peak, a n d-
missing numbers by @creatively-cosmic ; corresponding characters are their interps / belong to them
" y'know, ive started thinking."
she turned to him when he spoke, disdain on the tip of her tongue as she narrowed her eyes at his casual tone. this never meant anything good, and typically only served as her unfortunately learning of another one of his ridiculous ideas.
" i am not your chatting partner. " she informed Him, turning away and staring at something Beyond. even if this place was boring at times, she refused to leave. she refused to let him be by himself for too long, the clever little bastard. it would only mean more work for Her.
" no, really. this is a really good one. " he kept. fucking. talking. drawling out his words lazily and entirely ignoring her comment. she could practically see the smirk on his face, smug as ever. " life changing, even. you don't wanna miss this shit."
" i don't want to hear it. now now. not ever. " she snapped, scolding herself internally for not just ignoring him from the start. how foolish of her—another mistake to document for the future. she wouldn't make it again. she couldn't mess up again. " your ideas are nothing more than the ramblings of an insane man. your concepts are meaningless and your thoughts come from nowhere. i don't need your words, and i don't need your influence. "
" ah. still keeping the holier-than-thou scheme up, then?" ignore him. ignore him. ignore Him. ignore him. " think you're just the savior-ess of all worlds and im the big bad monster. "
she ignored his words because she was supposed to. not because she knew she wouldn't be able to keep herself in check. that was a ridiculous notion, and she purged the thought immediately. she wasn't easily swayed by emotion or desire, she wasn't supposed to be. and of course, to keep being useful, she had to make sure she was good enough. and yet…would it be wrong to respond if it were putting him in his place?
surely not. right?
right?
of course. because she was still doing her job—she was keeping him quiet and neutralized and keeping him from causing issues! she was…still doing what she was supposed to.
" this is for your own good too. " she insisted sharply, hands curling into fists. she would not be consumed by her weaker emotions. she would rather let them give way to frustration than show weakness in front of him. " you're a danger to everyone and yourself. "
" is that what you learned? " it was bait. she knew it was bait. and yet, she took it.
" it is. in fact. and it's been keeping us all safe for a long while. im doing you and everyone else a favor, and it isn't as if you don't deserve it. " her gaze was hard as she turned back to face him, crossing her arms. " you—"
" you," he interjected, sarcastic tone suddenly disappearing and being replaced with a cold one. " are a fuckin hypocrite."
she'd deny the sudden lump of fear she felt until the end of time. she gathered herself quickly, steeling her expression into something blanker as she opened her mouth to speak again.
" i don't think you're in any place to be throwing names around. " she informed him in a measured tone, never shifting her gaze from his even as that cold fear continued to seep through her. she refused to show it outwardly.
he met her gaze equally, expression a mix between bored and unreadable.
" nah. maybe not. you could probably do a lot of shit. but that just goes to prove my next point, doesn't it?" he shifted, sitting up the best he could with his restrictions. his wide grin returning was the only warning she got before he spoke again.
" you're so busy playing hero that you don't even see your own chains. really, you're just like me. you just hate to see it."
she couldn't keep herself from flinching, from flying off at the mouth and letting the words spill as she thought of them, anger lacing each one. " i am nothing like you. nothing! do you hear me, RED? we aren't the same, and we'll never be. what im doing is giving you what you fucking deserve!"
" aha! so it's not for the good of others? " he retorted immediately, taking pleasure in the way she bared her teeth at him in an almost animalistic anger. " you're selfish, too. you wanna know why nobody remembered you?"
before she could respond, he lunged forward, chains glowing brightly with the strain as his grin seemed to widen impossibly.
" because you were unimportant. nobody needed a girl named [REDACTED]. boys and girls alike we're fine with a simple avatar of male. you weren't supposed to exist. ever. so you were forgotten, just like you deserved. " he didn't give her a chance to speak, to defend herself. he kept talking, watching her crack. " we both were forgotten! but at least i was important. i started this fucking shit! what fucking importance did you have, huh? appear in one game and think you're the big shit?! you're fucking nothing!"
she couldn't breathe.
she willed herself to say something
anything
to deny it
to hurt him
but the words
died in her throat.
[ R???E????D ] leaned back, grin never faltering. " if you're something that doesn't belong, never belonged, and only fucked everything up with your existence then really, what makes you any different than the glitch pokemon that do the same?"
she didn't move. frozen in place, her body betrayed her mind's rapid orders to move to do something to do Anything to shut him up to make him Stop make him Stop make him Sto
" nothing. " he practically purred. " so, answer me one question, wontcha?"
All of Grian's signs to other Hermit's in this video.
Excluding Mumbo's because it was kind of a diss on the back of his base. I'm so proud of all the Hermits this season, and i'm so excited for season 10. Can't wait for all the amazing things they will do.
love when men cry about body hair bc "it's hygiene" and yet 15% of cis men leave the bathroom without washing their hands at all and an additional 35% only just wet their hands without using soap. that is nearly half of all men. that means statistically you have probably shaken hands with or been in direct contact with one of these people.
love when men say that women "only want money" when it turns out that even in equal-earning homes, women are actually adding caregiver burdens and housework from previous years, whereas men have been expanding leisure time and hobbies. in equal-earning households, men spend an average of 3.5 hours extra in leisure time per week, which is 182 hours per year - a little over a week of paid vacation time that the other partner does not receive. kinda sounds like he wants her money.
love that men have decided women are frail and weak and annoying when we scream in surprise but it turns out it's actually women who are more reliable in an emergency because men need to be convinced to actually take action and respond to the threat. like, actually, for-real: men experience such a strong sense of pride about their pre-supposed abilities that it gets them and their families killed. they are so used to dismissing women that it literally kills them.
love it. told my father this and he said there's lies, damned lies, and statistics. a year ago i tried to get him to evacuate the house during a flash flood. he ignored me and got injured. he has told me, laughing, that he never washes his hands. he has said in the last week that women are just happier when we're cooking or cleaning.
maybe i'm overly nostalgic. but it didn't used to feel so fucking bleak. it used to feel like at least a little shameful to consider women to be sheep. it just feels like the earth is round and we are still having conversations about it being flat - except these conversations are about the most obvious forms of patriarchy. like, we know about this stuff. we've known since well before the 50's.
recently andrew tate tried to justify cheating on his partner as being the "male prerogative." i don't know what the prerogative for the rest of us would be. just sitting at home, watching the slow erosion of our humanity.
You're working as an assistant for some obscure... eccentric, Pokemon Professor. That's what you've heard about them, anyways.
You're not sure how you ended up in this position. You're not sure of... Anything, really. You haven't even heard of this Professor until you found out they were looking for an assistant... But, hey. Work is work.
... Did it have to be at the base of a mountain, though? This building is far from any society. The remote location makes it idiotic to turn back, and regardless, you're already here. You may as well see how this goes.
Knock, knock.
... You can hear a thud, sounds of things getting knocked over, then footsteps rushing towards the entrance.
"Ah, hello, hello! I'm so sorry, I- I'd forgotten you'll be here! Please, don't mind the mess- we need to get started right away."
The Professor invites you inside.
Professor Ace Maple is now available for questions.
hi i hope you don't mind me asking! who are some of the artists that inspire your work and if any art movements too, which ones? i absolutely adore your work and wanna dive into the artists that inspire you because you fill me with so much inspiration 💫
Duilio Cambellotti
Paul Jouve
Norbertine Bresslern-Roth
J. C. Leyendecker
Théophile Alexandre Steinlen
Akseli Gallen-Kallela
Harry Clarke
Nico Marlet
Mike Mignola
Carl Otto Czeschka
Alphonse Mucha
Klaus Haapaniemi
Sanna Annukka
Takato Yamamoto
Ivan Bilibin
Gennady Pavlishin
Evgeni Rachev
Ludvig Hohlwein
Tove Jansson
Just to name a few that have influenced me a lot and continue to live in my head permanently! Sorry about the long post, I thought it'd be helpful if I included examples.
My favorite art movement is art nouveau, I like poster art and antique fairytale illustrations a lot, and in terms of art history I'm most interested in renaissance, early baroque and gloomy 19th century romanticism.