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Headcanon: Lake Spirit Characterizations

(This is the result of probably way too much overthinking and following various fridge logic rabbit holes for the purpose of a series of fics about the edges of the setting)

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Arceus spoke then and said “Humans. They are the pinnacle of all Creation.”

The Being of Willpower proclaimed: “They hold the greatest capacity for willpower of any mortal species. Their drives to succeed may allow them to overcome any obstacle.”

The Being of Emotion rejoiced: “Their range of emotions is second to none! Their ability to form many lasting bonds may allow them levels of teamwork never seen before.”

The Being of Knowledge was silent for a moment, as was its nature. Then, with calm deliberation, it articulated: They hold great ingenuity. With their intelligence, they will one day become the masters of this world.

They all looked at Uxie then, aghast. “What!?” Demanded Arceus. The master of memories replied only: “It is an observation of the range of abilities they will learn.” This mollified the Original One, who nodded in understanding.

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As far as the lake trio is concerned, humanity (or sapient life in general for PMD settings) is collectively the crown jewel of the universe. They regard themselves as benevolent guardians and maintainers of the universe (and Sinnoh in particular). But their definition of `benevolent’ may not always line up with our definition.

The Lake Trio’s mindsets should be somewhat alien and inhuman. Aside from being Pokémon rather than humans, they are (depending on one’s interpretation) primordial spirits/deities/etc embodying and mediating (in the same way that bosonic fields mediate the fundamental forces of nature) certain facets of the mind. As such, their views on issues such as life/death and good/evil should not necessarily line up with what humans may view as sane/benevolent (no matter how benevolent the three try to be). We can go more in detail for each.

Azelf

As far as Azelf is concerned, the more willpower/determination/etc a being has, the more alive they are; Life is good thus the more willpower/determination/etc a being has, the better.

>(“What do you call a being that lacks any willpower at all? Dead. Inanimate.”)

>Regards its ability to strip someone of all willpower to be potentially the harshest ironic punishment it can give to a wrongdoer - essentially all-but dead and trapped perhaps desiring to fully die but unable to see it through

Supremely stubborn. Willpower is about sticking to a course once a decision has been made.

Generally highly favors anyone determined to achieve nigh impossible goals. Especially if it is a benevolent goal or - perhaps even better, if the only reason for trying to achieve one’s goal is to be able to say that one was determined enough to succeed at it (ex: mountain climbing, speed running, trying to become a Pokémon Master, etc). That said, Azelf does not always pay attention to what the determined person’s decisions and goals are. To paraphrase: ‘That’s not my department.’

>Also, courageous heroes in general.

>Imagine the personification of every training montage scene ever made, is the personality we're going for here. Alternatively, Kamina (See: "We brawlers are sustained by willpower! Even when mocked as reckless and crazy!"/"Kick reason to the curb and surpass the impossible!")

To extend the previous metaphor: generally of the opinion that you doing something after a training montage to prepare for it is better than not doing something after not having a training montage, whatever it is you're doing.

Accordingly, does not entirely comprehend the idea that willful (and/or premeditated) crimes can be inherently wrong/immoral - or at least more so than if the crime was accidental. (The logic roughly being that one who is determined enough to achieve a desired result is more mentally healthy -and thus alive - than they would be if they just gave up.)

>May or may not have noticed a bonfire of willpower growing up in nearby Sunnyshore, and may or may not have psychically stoked that human’s determination without bothering to find out who the person was or what he inevitability became determined to do. Oops.

Similarly, basically thoroughly subscribes to Green Lantern Theory. (If, after the events in Sinnoh with Team Galactic probably prove Azelf definitively exists and lives in its lake, then in the scenario where Azelf starts paying close attention to contemporary human culture (due to religious offerings or more frequent interaction with humans on more than an abstract level? Depends on which canon, really) and some kind of fictional ‘Green Lanturn’ comic exists which Azelf finds out about, there’s a non-insignificant chance of Azelf decorating its home with merchandise of such)

Is almost convinced that Uxie is aware of everything on a more than abstract level. Given the above, Azelf would be more pissed at Uxie than Team Galactic itself following the events at Mt Coronet.

>“Uxie almost certainly knew of Team Galactic’s plans. And it did nothing to stop them beforehand. Nothing! Did Uxie want events to play out as they did? At least Team Galactic had a goal and was determined to see it though. That my lake was bombed and we were captured and mutilated meant that their will to do so outstripped my will to stop them. And when they with their strong-willed leader were in turn defeated at Spear Pillar by mortal heroes with our assistance, they were less determined to destroy this universe than we were to preserve it. Proof that in the end, the will to help and protect will always be greater than the will to annihilate - and the end of a long and challenging journey that gave those righteous heroes the opportunity to grow in their courage and determination to succeed …..Perhaps it was good that this occurred, and Uxie acted correctly after all.”

Thinks the human profession of helping people recognize and willpower away their emotions (or pain or logic or…) is one of the greatest achievements of humanity.

Insofar as Azelf regards conflict as a test of opposing wills, regards Tapu Koko as a sort of Protégé.

>In anime canon, this is likely how Tapu Koko knew about Ash in advance. Lots of telepathic raving about this absolutely most amazing human, and how Tapu Koko would agree if it met him, followed by forewarning that he's coming to Alola.

Aside from Psychic type, thinks the best type is Fighting (or perhaps Dark?).

Mesprit

As far as Mesprit is concerned, it is the capability for emotions -the phenomenon that enables decision-making - that distinguishes between someone who is alive from one who merely exists. Generally, individuals feeling positive emotions or making decisions that lead to positive emotions is preferable to negative emotions or decisions that lead to negative emotions. Both are preferable to feeling no emotions at all.

As such, regards the act of removing this capability to be the harshest and cruelest punishment it can execute. After all, Apathy is Death.

Favors those with great empathy or compassion or who are generally strongly emotional. Those with great skill in the power of friendship are loved by Mesprit

In some sense, it is the most benevolent of the three. Mercy and compassion and the need for justice are emotions, after all, and feel good, and acting on them makes others feel good.

In a similar sense, could potentially be regarded as the cruelest/most petty of the three. Negative emotions are also strong weights in decision-making. Further, while highly personal negative actions targeting others (or at least those who aren’t currently experiencing any emotions for reasons Mesprit isn’t personally responsible for) may not make them feel good, they will instigate some emotional response.

Doesn’t fully comprehend how the phrase ‘crime of passion’ isn’t a paradox, or why acts categorized as such would be considered immoral. Passion is a net good, isn’t it? And decisions made off strong emotions mean that the decision tree is operating properly, right? Would it really be better for someone not to be capable of feeling whatever instigating emotion is responsible?

Personality-wise, think ‘faery’ from the Seelie Court, with bits of 'benevolent Disney fairy'. Generally helpful whimsical being which can be cruel when sufficiently angered. One guess which (non-Psychic?) type is its favorite.

The events in Sinnoh lead to the hero from Twinleaf Town becoming regarded by Mesprit as its favorite human.

>If Anime canon, or at least if the hero from Twinleaf doesn’t catch (or decides to release) Mesprit, the fact that Twinleaf is so close to its home means it may frequently visit the human after the latter has returned home. Those who threaten (let alone hurt) this human should be afraid of cruel and unusual punishments. Very afraid.

Thinks the human professions which involve instigating strong emotions in an audience are among the greatest achievements of humanity. Similarly, that humans have such expansive monkeyspheres makes us the most wonderful beings to ever exist.

Uxie

Uxie knows.

Uxie’s description of its guiding worldview, if asked (or perhaps one of its siblings’ answers in speaking what they believe Uxie would say), might be thus: “It is memory, the attainment and retainment of knowledge, that makes sentience, let alone sapience, possible. Without it, decisions cannot be made nor acted upon reliably, nor can the results be evaluated for future decisions to act upon. Without the capacity for it, a being can - even if technically alive - be little more than part of the landscape. It allows not just for continuity of the Individual, but for growth and change. It is the general preservation of the sense-making tool which is most important, for in a very real sense a person who loses it ceases to be.”

>If asked about its ability to make people forget things, and why it doesn't find the act morally objectionable given its worldview, it would likely respond that "There are times when forgetting is for the best."

There are few who remember how, early on, Uxie was once a smug (telepathically) talkative know-it-all. No one remembers what caused this to no longer be the case.

It is not exactly the nature of memory to take an active role in the mind like emotions and willpower do. Memory is generally a passive support structure. Uxie is no different. The Being of Knowledge is usually quiet now: it sits in the background, sharing information when and where, and how it deems necessary. To those familiar with it or simply psychic, a smug sense of “I know something you don’t” is noticeable when Uxie provides information, even to this day.

Uxie understands human notions of right and wrong, good and evil. It is the purpose of memory to understand, to know. Memory’s job is sense-making. Memory is what our reason is based upon. If you can't trust your own memory, what can you trust? As we all know, we can always 100% trust our memory not to lie to us for the greater good of preserving sanity. Uxie is the embodiment and mediator of memory and sense-making for this universe. Why should Uxie be any different?

A memory lacking in knowledge would not be good at its job as a sense-making apparatus, and with great knowledge comes great responsibility. Uxie’s personal agenda has always been to fulfill its role in the universe as best as possible. By whatever means necessary.

An odd quirk no one ever seems to notice: If Uxie's telepathic messages were written down in text form, it is almost only the case that a "?" would ever appear when quizzing another being for their own benefit. Even messages that appear to be questions would generally end with a period. Fortunately, for the sanity of others, no one has had the intuition to cross-reference the other cases to find a pattern.

Uxie Knows.

One’s sense-making apparatus occasionally supplies information (memories retained or new deductions) entirely unprompted. This is the case where Uxie is concerned too, for its peers.

>That Uxie’s observations are occasionally noted to be highly prescient in hindsight to a level that seems beyond the abstract awareness one might expect from it has long since stopped being more than barely unnerving.

>Occasions of unexpected reminders or serendipity can alter the course of lives and shape history. If asked, Uxie would state about history: “The course of history has brought this world to what is now, with few exceptions, almost utopia.”

If asked which type is it's favorite (perhaps by an interviewer following the defeat of Team Galactic?), A likely reply would be this: “You intended to mean other than Psychic. In truth, my answer would be the same either way. Every type is accompanied by some intrinsic specialty. Something specific to the type that makes it in some way supernatural. All except one. The Normal type has nothing special. No intrinsic advantage, and one intrinsic weakness. Species and moves of that type persist and thrive anyway because they are more adaptable, their techniques more advanced, and ever more innovative. The lack of any intrinsic strength has necessitated adapting to possess a more highly versatile range of extrinsic strengths and tools than any other type. It is something clearly reflected in humanity itself, the most highly innovative and successful species of them all. Of course, humanity still has supernatural powers at their command - if generally indirectly via allied Pokémon. In a fully mundane universe, one might speculate what humanity might have achieved without us. Could they even invent entire worlds? Perhaps, if Pokémon did not exist, humans would need to invent us. ”

UXIE KNOWS

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PMDS| M5 P4 | Revelations

“We Yield.”

And with those words, the madness of the fighting around them seemed to stop. Bluey was honestly shocked that these guardians appeared to give up their pursuit as quickly as they had started it. However, with them explaining their desire to keep the library from being destroyed and finally calming themselves enough to hear out the guilds it started to look like this day was taking a turn for the better.

As the leaders discussed their mission objective with the guardians Bluey turned to Bastion and frowned looking at his wounds which only made her wince at the pain from her blackened eye. Not liking the sting of her own cuts and the condition of Bastion’s own Bluey reached into her pack and pulled out 2 Oran berries, one for each of them.

“Here buddy.” Bluey smiled handing Bastion the blue fruit, “To close up those cuts. I uhm. I’m sorry I had to hit you literally below the belt. How are you holding up?” -I’ll live. But when I get you back the pain will be tenfold what you did to me. And you won't see it coming.- He signed with a frown as he popped the berry into his mouth, the medicinal properties of the fruit closing the bleeding wounds on his body. “Yeah, that's…fair I guess?” Bluey said as she ate her own berry to close her wounds, “Do you think those Guardian things will actually keep their word when we go in?”

-They’d better. I’d hate to see what else you’d do to the Blue one for its transgression. - He smirked.

“Trust me there is a lot I wanna do to that thing. None of it at all kind after what it did.”

-It was defending a sacred place. You can’t be too mad.-

“After what they made us do to each other I’ll be as angry at them as I’d like It made us turn on each other, like you and I haven't had enough of that in our lives.” She frowned as she glared Azelf down from where she stood.

After what felt like hours it appeared the guardians finally listened to reason and allowed the guilds entrance so long as they behaved themselves. As Bluey and Bastion approached the door she looked over to where her mother's unconscious body should have been laying but all that was left was the mask. “Where did she go?” Bluey said furrowing her brow and looking around the area

“She will return for it. Yamasks always return for their mask.” Jenga replied after examining it, “She must have slinked off to lick her wounds. Let’s not dwell on it too long. Now we have to chance to find a cure for her.”

Jenga then made his way inside the library with Bastion following closely behind him. However, despite her better judgment Bluey slowed and turned to face the trio as she passed them. Looking to grab Azelf’s attention.

“Hey.” She said with a flat tone loud enough to make Azelf turn and eye her.

“Hope you keep those scars to remember me by. Because I surely won’t forget what happened today.” “I suggest you proceed,” Azelf responded with a twitch of its tails before turning back to face its own subordinates.

Bluey chuffed and followed her companions into the library. And it was overwhelming with how large it was. She searched a bit aimlessly trying to see if she could find Bastion and Jenga once the guilds started to dig through the many old scrolls and books. When she had no luck finding him, she turned to a shelf beside her and began to flip through the books to see if she could find anything that may be useful. “These are medical books. Might be smart to jot down some notes from these to help Bramble with the journey back through the mountain. Let me see if I can find one about preventing and treating hypothermia in grass types.” She said to herself as she slide her new fingers gently over the books. Searching cover by cover while also being just a tad fascinated with her new digits.

Bluey spent a good forty-five minutes reading through the old medical book and scribbling down useful notes including how to treat the burn on Bastion’s back.

While she scribbled away she hardly noticed the voices talking to her. “Bluey! Yoohoo the world to Bluey!” Jenga said a little louder startling her. “Oh, there you are Jenga! Where did you guys wander off to?” She said as she finished writing down the last little bit of this passage.

“We're in the section of books detailing the lives of each individual of the Painted Sands.”

“The what?” She said looking up from her book. “Yeah, the Library has scrolls that detail your life. Bastion has been reading into our family's scrolls. For closure I suppose or maybe to see if all those stories Parapet used to tell him were true.”

Bluey sat there thinking for a moment “you said Pappy was still alive but left, right? Do you think if he is still alive the scrolls would tell me where he is?” “I believe they would yes. Did you want me to show you where it is?”

“If you could please.” She smiled standing up and following the old Sableye.

After about 15 minutes Jenga brought Bluey to a small outcrop of book and scroll shelves that had a short table with pillows around it and sitting at the table with a scroll rolled out across it, was Bastion reading away.

“I’ll let you kids do what you gotta do. I am going to go help the other ghosts tidy up the place a bit after all the fighting. If you need me just call.” Jenga smiled and scurried off to help put books back in their respective places.

Bluey turned to Bastion and sat next to him looking over the scrolls, “Find anything good?” -Currently reading over my grandmother’s scroll and I always thought she may have over-exaggerated some things. But from what I’ve been reading it seems this little psycho really did do all of the things she claimed she did. No wonder Grandfather, Rampart said she was the only Pokémon he felt intimidated by.-

Bluey chuckled and stood up walking over the scroll shelf and digging through them, “Dag….dag….dag….AHA! Daggermaw!” She chimed before sorting through the scrolls in the cubby, “Rosi, Olive, Emerald, Blanc, Magenta, Scar-” She paused looking at the scroll with her mother’s name on it. She hesitated but pulled it out and held it in her left hand while she continued to dig before finding her grandfather’s scroll. Once she had both of those, she snooped through the B column until she located the Bonozo family and pulled out her own scroll as well as her father’s.

She made her way back over to the table and set the scrolls down before curiosity made her snoop over Bastion’s shoulder reading over his family history with him. However, there was something she spotted further down the scroll that caught her attention. “By the great father, Bastion look!” She exclaimed while pointing to two names written on the scroll, “Your Sisters Barbican and Palisade are alive!”

Bastion stopped what he was reading and snapped his focus over to the part of the scroll Bluey was reading and gestured for her to read it aloud, to which she complied.

“Barbican Alora Cavalier was declared official sheriff of Painted Sands after serving as a temporary sheriff in her grandmother's place after the events that transpired on the 3rd of Summer. Her sister Palisade Gala Cavalier’s name has been changed to Palisade Gala Moor following her marriage to Brono Emmit Moor.”

Bluey then gasped before jabbing the scroll with her finger, “And that's not all! Bastion look, you’re an uncle!” He stared at the area Bluey pointed at in shock as she continued to read, “Palisade and Brono currently have 3 eggs incubating with 5 already hatched offspring Durin, Roseli, Razz, Leppa, and Oran. Oran is now the second recorded blue Pawniard birth in Painted Sands, since the birth of Blue Bella Bono- Your nephews just like me! Bastion that's amazing you have nieces and Nephews! Oh, we gotta go back to Painted Sands at some point!” Bluey then started to dig through her family's scrolls while blabbering on about her excitement over Bastion’s family as his shocked face melted into one of excitement as he looked down at the names.

-I can’t believe it. Lisa’s a mom…and- he paused what he was signing before shouting, “BARBI’S A KINGAMBIT?! THAT'S BULLSHIT!” “Oh, I didn’t even read that part! Y’know Barbi always did come off as the kind of girl who’d look great with that mustache, I could never pull it off. By the gods, she must be HUGE! She was always really tall even as Pawniards.” Bastion grumbled a bit about how now he had to play catch up with his older sister as Bluey chuckled and began reading through her family's scrolls. Starting with her grandfather. Reading through his life she smiled reliving all the stories he used to tell her about when she was little. Though he seemed to have left out how much of an obnoxious man he was in his youth with what he told her. As she continued to read she smiled reading over a line of text about the current year. “Bastion look! My Pappy is alive! And look at this it says he’s living in the remains of an ancient alpha Wailord skeleton. That's what that crazy Zoroark meant when she told me to go to where a giant once fell! She must have been talking about my Pappy! And look at the coordinates, he’s only a two-day journey from here! Bastion, we have to go!” Bastion was caught a little off guard by her excitement but smiled with a nod of agreement.

-We can do that so long as we go to Painted Sand’s at some point. This scroll says my Grandfather Rampart and Grandmother Parapet are making their way back to Sands and the surviving members will all be in the same place in a few months.-

“Oh yeah, we have to go to back Sands at some point. I can’t believe we still have families out there.” Bluey said getting a little misty-eyed as she read through her mother’s scroll.

Bastion quickly noticed Bluey's dip in mood as she read the scroll and he reached out and set his hand over hers in an attempt to comfort her.

“Sorry man I didn’t mean to bring the excitement down I just got to the part of my mom’s scroll about what happened the day she turned. Though the scroll is just incoherent nonsense really afterward. It doesn’t give me much to work with and even confirm if she even had slivers of memory left. I was hopping it might tell me.” she said wiping her face before opening her father’s scroll. -Should you be reading these ones Bluey? They only seem to be upsetting you.- “I want to. While I don’t like thinking of the sad bit it makes me feel better to read about them…and how much they loved each other and how much they loved me. It’s nice to read about them outside that day y’know?”

Bastion nodded and wen’ back to reading over his family's scrolls and getting to learn a little bit more about his nieces and nephews and what they are like. He’d smile hearing Bluey’s occasional giggles while reading over her father’s scroll or giving the occasional awe. “Look at how much of a love-sick fool my dad was for my mom when they were kids. He really was just smitten with her out the gate.”

-Apple doesn’t fall far from the tree considering how you view Percy.-

“I wish. Seems my parents had a lot easier of a time communicating and expressing their feelings despite the fact dad was deaf.”

Bastion shook his head and continued to read. The two sat there for another 15 minutes reading in silence before Bastion’s attention was snapped from his scroll by Bluey’s voice.

“Bastion?” Bastion tilted his head at Bluey hearing a tremble in her voice as she looked up at him. “My dad’s alive.” She said pointing to the page, “He’s a Drifloon! Traveling with Pappy. All this time My dad’s been alive as a ghost! I-I can’t believe it.” She said getting water eyed as she gripped the scroll tighter. Bastion reached out and gripped her shoulder to comfort her before furrowing his brow at the scroll and pointing at the passage at the end of the scroll.

-What’s that say?-

Bluey looked up at him before moving the scroll over so she could read. She then stared at the scroll in complete shock as if she couldn’t believe what she was reading.

“I have a little sister.”

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