#zapdos only goes like that when someone fucks pokemon up

[musashi]

besides the fact that he totally rocks the look, what's the reason james is wearing this moltres outift all the time? did he just need a good outfit so they picked moltres or is he just assiciated with it for other reasons?

this got long lol not sorry good question

it originates in episode 157 of the original series, the fortune hunters, where butch and cassidy made a fake pokemon astrology book that assigned you a ‘pokemon sign’ based on when you were born. the TRio found it without knowing it was a fake and looked into their signs, and it told james his sign was moltres and the personality description basically said ‘neither god nor death can stop you from what it is you set out to achieve.’ 

james has a history of like, being chronically abused and has abysmal self-worth so this horoscope he read was literally some of the only true words of affirmation he’d ever heard and it completely changed his view on himself for the duration of the episode. he took the lead, fought back, and charged forward with reckless abandon. he completely transformed as a person because one horoscope said he was capable, and he did it all on his own. the costume he wears truly serves no purpose in the narrative--he’s not in disguise or wearing it for practicality’s sake or anything, he’s just in his element and wearing what he wants to wear.

the episode ends with him finding out the book was fake and becoming super depressed for obvious reasons, no longer believing he’s a moltres capable of rising above everything. but just because he doesn’t believe that’s what he is anymore doesn’t mean it’s not what he wants to be.

the moltres costume appears a few times as one-off disguises, most notably in the dunsparce episode (where he’s forced into it and not feelin’ it) and in the credits song glory day where he’s enjoying himself. the most notable of everything is this, from sun & moon:

james dons this outfit to fill in for the battle royale MC alongside jessie & meowth, who wear ones modeled after articuno and zapdos. this was left out of the dub because fuck the dub, but in japanese he uses the same terminology as he did in episode 157. in the first moltres episode, he calls himself “Fire Kojirou” -- “Moltres James” and thats what he uses here, albeit with the alias of Kojierou.

no background is given into them like... deciding on/developing these outfits, they just show up in them and we’re left to fill in the blanks. the most obvious interpretation, to me at least, is that james chose his own outfit and the others coordinated alongside him.

this is what i had to say on it when the episode aired:

“i feel like every bolt of courage and every moment of leadership is james invoking moltres, and as such that’s why i feel like he chose it for the role of an MC–bright and charismatic and someone who draws all eyes and hypes up the crowd. and his team went along with it, cause hey, why not?”

james’ moltres identity is self-crafted, now. it’s not necessarily who he believes he is, but its who he aspires to be. its a character he plays when he’s brave enough, one he hopes will some day actualize. obviously, the sad part here is he doesn’t realize he already is that person. a book didn’t make him moltres, he simply always had the capability to be that with a little encouragement.

as far as association goes, moltres james is important to me because it subverts what you would expect while simultaneously being perfectly befitting. if you were to look at the team rocket trio just as they are and give them elemental assignings, you would never look at james and say ‘fire,’ especially when jessie is right there. and you would never look at the legendary birds and say james is moltres. and yet...

when you start to think of james as a phoenix, you can’t stop. he shed his former life like one would shed an explosion of embers, and he took to the wind left nothing but cinders. he completely erased himself from the narrative that had been crafted for him, choosing instead to regrow his wings, because what good are they when you’re locked in a cage? 

that’s just metaphor, obviously, but james’ starter pokemon and closest partner is a fire type, the only fire type he’s ever raised, far outside his preference. in kanto, where james was born, fire-types have a connotation to them that’s game canon, but noticeable nonetheless--outside of specialists, the only people you really see raising fire types are the upper class. growlithe especially are a mark of a young noble.

so the fire type in this context can REALLY be said to represent james’ own heritage. a fire type is powerful, in control, takes what it wants. james was told when he was young, like, you’re going to be incredible, but only if you do things this specific way, if you don’t you’re utterly worthless. and for james to take on the identity of a fire type is a radical act of reclamation--no, i’m going to be incredible regardless, and i’m going to do it however i please.

EVERYTHING in james’ life hinges on reclamation. deciding his best friend was the girl with the face & voice of his abuser. deciding grass/poison types were his favourite despite his abuser assaulting him with one on the regular. deciding if those grass/poison types attacked him of their own accord, he would love them nonetheless and be brave in the wake of those familiar sensations. deciding not to resent that he was born of fire--instead, taking those circumstances and doing with them what he pleases.

so while james’s whole mighty moltres thing started as a haha funney joke isnt it hilarious the whiny doormat thinks he’s powerful now? it very very much is no longer just that if you look close enough. the fact of the matter is james is not a coward, he’s a cowardly lion. in his louder, brasher, braver, more passionate moments, my friends and i will always jokingly call him moltres or make a gag about him being blitzed off moltres juice. but like, i really believe that’s just who he is underneath all the trauma that’s forced him to hide himself. he’s a flame. warm, and passionate, and a glowing goalpost for the lost. 

to me, i hold onto james as moltres because moltres is simply who he always was.

#send another ask for my disseration on articuno!jessie #ok its not as long #but its there #got nothing for zapdos meowth sorry #wendy rambles #os #ep157 #hot koko #pokemeta #Anonymous #wendy answers

[medea10]

Medea Plays Pokemon Sword (&Shield): Part VII

Well, it has been a couple of months since the last update. Quite honestly, I did a few little tidbits with my games when I got the opportunity.

Like give my team the Gigantamax treatment.

Make more items on the abomination-o-matic

(nice callback to Kurt)

Get my certificate (only for the first pokedex)

I made this little bitch cry again.

I celebrated my birthday!

Honey, 2020 has been a trip and I hope to God it ends faster than a battle against a Magikarp that only knows Splash.

Pound my friggin’ head against a wall because this dex entry made me recall an unpleasant Pokemon episode.

My rage is rising...RISING DAMMIT!

And watch Honey quickly become best girl of the game.

Did, um...Did she kick his ass for real?

Can we please see her in anime form?

ON TO THE TUNDRA!

South of Galar is the frozen wasteland known as the Crown Tundra. As soon as you arrive, you’ll get an update in your pokedex and you’ll run into some trouble.

Is this a stranger danger moment or just some snotty teenager moment?

Either way, you battle this fella so that his daughter can escape his clingy father’s clutches.

Heads up, this fool has level 70+ steel-type pokemon. Much like a certain other person in this game. But we’ll get to that when we get to that.

Peony’s daughter leaves and goes to a place called the Max Lair. A place filled to the brim with legendary pokemon.

You rent pokemon. Go down different paths. After three rounds, then you can go up against a legendary. The automatic players aren’t as useless as normal raid battles. And you can always ask friends and relations on the internet to join you.

Let’s talk to our good mate, Peony.

No wonder his daughter wants to ditch him. Peony’s a fall-down drunk.

Wow, he very well could be a fall-down drunk. And then this...

Good eye. Actually, Peony is in fact Chairman Rose’s brother. Even Oleanna was confused.

Let’s head off to the one town in this frozen tundra.

Freezington? Oh, Pokemon...

Before I get to the tasks, let’s go skulking around the areas.

FUCK!

Nobody. Absolutely no-fucking-body missed these blood-sucking, annoying as fuck, blue-balled fucks. Say what you will about this game and the lack of essential pokemon, not seeing Zubat for a straight 11 months in a game was a God-send!

NEBBY IS OUT OF THE BAG!

NEBBY IS OUT OF THE BAG!

Lady, that’s not a Fwoofy. That’s a Nebby!

You will receieve Cosmog after you save the town of Freezington.

Only I could be so fucking thrilled about being followed by two Clefables. To be fair, only one of those is wild. Missy was just following me and ignoring the wild one.

I got my sixth OG pokemon pal, Lucy the Dratini.

FYI, not every pokemon is in the Crown Tundra pokedex. I still await Ampharos. But the Dratini line-up makes me very happy.

This giant tree. You can shake it. No fruit comes down. But if you shake it just right...

Giant, fat squirrely. Gigantamaxed!

Well, onto the missions with Peony.

In the tundra, there’s a huge tree you can see from a long ways away. That’s where the Galarian Zapdos, Moltres, and Articuno are.

And I disturbed the harmony of fire, ice, and lightening.

If you don’t get what I just said, fuck off.

The three birds took off in different directions and start causing havoc throughout the Galar region.

Moltres will flap around the Isle of Armor

Zapdos will run around in Wild Area

And Articuno will troll you in the coldest area of the Crown Tundra.

It should also be worth mentioning that the Galarian forms are different types. Moltres is part dark, Zapdos is part fighting, and Articuno is part psychic.

Disturb not the harmony of Dark, Psychic, and Fighting.

Next up...

*singing incoherently* YEAGER!

Sorry, force of habit.

Throughout the tundra are giant buildings that require you of something in order for it to open. Much like the Ruby/Sapphire games, you go through some tedious tasks just to get the Regi-trio. On top of that, they give us the same OST.

Once you capture Regirock, Registeel, and Regice, you can get one of the new Regis. But you can only pick one. Either the dragon type or electric type.

And finally...

This one is kind of a lengthy mission. It starts with taking the head of a statue from Peony (who has been using it as a pillow).

Dude. Why would you think the head of a statue is a fucking pillow?

Lay off the Absolut, would ya?!

Once you return the head onto the statue, a new pokemon would like a word with you.

But wait Medea, pokemon can’t talk.

Taken care of!

Here’s a human host.

And this happens time...

And time...

And time again!

Shouldn’t have insulted Calyrex’s head, mate.

It’s been eons since anyone has sighted Calyrex and only some of the elders of Freezington know about it. So after asking village elders, talking to the mayor, buying carrot seeds, and planting carrot seeds, we’re about to meet Calyrex’s noble steed.

Calyrex does not have that much power, but if he has his noble steed maybe it could happen. Just that Rin Sohma over here is stubborn. And we have to chase it to the highest, coldest part of Crown Tundra. Plus have the mayor and Peony craft an item that’ll attach both pokemon when they’re together.

God Peony, get it together.

Once these two are together again, you may battle them and catch them.

Once captured, you can detach both pokemon with the special item you crafted during the mission. FYI, Pokemon HOME will not allow you to put the fused one in the box.

Now that all three missions are finished, Peony’s daughter Peonia will show up.

And totally ruin the moment with his daughter.

I thought he was trying to propose to her to be honest. After Peonia runs off in disgust and Peony chases after her it looks like the adventure isn’t over yet.

Eh...I’ll take a break from this portion.

Another thing to do in the Crown Tundra...

Tracking footprints.

And suddenly I remember having to complete that fat-fuck, Zygardre.

Sonia is doing some research and once you get 100% in three areas, it’ll open the doors to some more legendaries.

And finally...

If you’re from the Trump campaign, I’m reporting you to the police for harassment.

Oh God, it’s Leon.

Well, the hammy, former-champion wants to flex his muscles by doing yet another tournament. Where you can battle alongside someone.

Fuck’s sake, this skank is here too?

Yeah, depending on what game you play Klara and Avery return to compete and to tell you that they are now a gym leader (in the minor division).

Old age?

If Leon is old to Raihan, what does that make someone like Opal?

It works much like the league rematches, except you’re in doubles with the person of your choice.

Well, this has been a wild ride filled with legendaries. Lots and lots and LOTS of legendaries.

And no Ampharos!

One can only wonder if there’ll be another game expansion with more DLC’s in the future. I mean, there’s a good chunk of the entire pokedex that’s still prohibited from being in the game. Now, are these expansion packs worth the extra $30 per game? I found joy in these. But I know some people who are disenchanted by how small these side quests are or the lack of their favorite pokemon or some other such bitching.

I honestly don’t think there’ll be any more surprise areas of the Galar region for there to be another side quest. Unless they create an Ireland for us to fly to that has a town full of Wooloos and Mareeps. It should be a thing, but it isn’t. What will the future hold for Sword and Shield? Will we get more in the coming year or will the creators move onto bigger and more exciting projects?

In the meantime, I’m going to fill up these pokedexes.

I’m sure there’s gotta be some more fucked-up entries that rival the ghost types.

And just like that, I have vivid Cell from DBZ flashbacks.

#pokemon sword and shield #Dratini #dragonite #peony #peonia #calyrex #kangaskhan #leon #articuno #zapdos #moltres

[vanidrabbles]

Borrowed

// Another venting fic. Today one of my best friends is moving to another country and I just felt bad since he’s like the 6th person I had to let go and next month another friend is also moving to another country....Sadly, I couldn’t go to say goodbye at the airport due many details.. So I just started writting this as I was waiting this morning for the notice of him telling me the first plane had landed safely... 

~ * ~

"You better be there when I get there, Instinct"

It was what the message read when Spark looked down at it. A backpack at his side, Donglord yawning at the other, the cellphone in one hand, and an airplane ticket in the other. The Go Program had been cancelled and the Hatchery needed more people, meaning he was returning to Vermillion City.

Candela had already left a couple of hours ago back to Alola with plans already settled to work with her little sister, Olivia. Blanche haven’t told anyone about her plans in a bigger picture setting, but what was for sure, was that Annie and they were going to work alongside in a special laboratory at Kanto....

The three leaders had promised to remain in contact. Candela was surely going to hop on the back of Bella, her Charizard, at any given moment any of them would need her presence. Blanche wasn’t different at all in those small promises, and they had even smiled in amusement saying they were deciding between riding their Gyarados or a Pidgeot, instead of actually teleporting with a Gardervoir or Alakazam.

Laugher was shared, coffee and ice creams as well before one had to get pass their boarding gate. They had all hugged each other, shared sweet words and Candela didn’t denied a kiss to both of them that more than once even the Official Joy had to look away from the scene.

It was bittersweet to leave and separate from each other, doesn’t matter if it was for a bigger end. To separate from the people that you could just call or visit if you wanted to hug them. People you could just run to their arms at any hour, people who you could appoint a day to meet and go for Pokemon Hunting at any hour of the day while sharing fun facts. People that had become your friends, and even more family than your family, after years of being side by side in any kind of battle, both tangible and emotional.

The fact that this was indeed happening haven’t registered on their minds until the very day before. When they all knew there was not going back. Or well, there was, but that was not the best option. Of course, cellphones and computers existed, and there was no way they would be without communication forever… but it was still something difficult to handle.

And there’s also the point for those who stay. For those friends who don’t go too, who just stay, and wonder why exactly are they crying. Is it out of the feeling of lacking when the other goes? Or is it out of the fact…of staying behind?

It was something completely difficult to know, but when Noire’s heels sounded in the mirror floor of the Airport, and their frame was standing right in front of him, any of the two was sure neither. Perhaps it was both.

When was the last time Spark have even seen them this mad before? They couldn’t help but smile while feeling his nose reddening and his eyes mirroring the glow of tears in the other. Their Eevee was already playing with Donglord, talking and sharing their Goodbyes.

“You didn’t tell me the plane was going to departure earlier! You didn’t tell me it was necessary to be earlier!” They snapped, clenching their fist so tight Spark was sure they were about to hit him at any moment. Their frame was so tense; their jaw was also so stiff. Noire was refraining themselves from saying all the words they really wanted to say on their throat.

Don’t go…stay.

“You are an idiot!” They snapped again, and tears were already streaming down their face. It was rather cute and Spark couldn’t help but giggle a bit. He was already crying too as approaching to embrace them. And it was amusing how Noire didn’t reject the hug, actually returning it, their hands grasping to the jacket’s fabric tightly. “Amelie had to drive like crazy to get me here on time, we could have gotten in an accident and it was going to be your entire fault, Instinct.”

“You could have just stayed at home and call me instead, you know?” Spark said, tightening the hug and smiling when Noire tried to punch them in the guts without result. Even Zapdos seemed to giggle at the back of their mind. “But I really…really appreciate you came…”

“I told you I was coming, Idiot. I may be a lot of stuff, but I won’t lie to you.”

“Actually, I think that’s a lie, Noire.”

“Shut the fuck up.”

Spark chuckled again, still holding them in the tight hug. Noire hated to know he was crying even behind that goofy expression he would always wear not matter what fucking thing could happen. Why would he always smile like that? Like everything was fucking fine, like he was not hurting of being separated from Blanche, Candela, from Go and from them? Noire also knew the answer; he was always trying to cheer others up, to remain strong for others as an immovable pillar, to keep them away from pulling all the strings of their nerves and end everything.

It was friendship. It was what friendship was supposed to do, stand for the others.

And he had done that so many times for them; they weren’t sure at all how to properly express their gratitude and fondness towards him, but to also be there in their last day on Opal City.

“Promise you won’t let any sadness wave to take you away, promise me you’re not going to hurt yourself…” He whispered, and Noire felt their chest tighten at the words. How many times already had he been there for them too? Picking his phone at 2 am at the morning only to listening to them while crying due a bad memory or a panic attack, due all their fears. He have been there, far too many times “…Promise me you are going to be fine.” 

It took them a while before nodding silently, afraid that if they were to speak in that moment, their voice was going to sound horrifyingly broken. Spark seemed to understand and just kept holding them for a longer moment, memorizing it perhaps. Especially since Noire didn’t like to be hugged that much.

“Only if you promise me one of those hugs again.”

Spark snorted at that, and this time Noire didn’t refrain from punching them. Just a little gesture, one that was out of pure kidding and not scorn at all… even if it was surely a bit too strong.

“I knew you liked my Bewear hugs!”

“Who in all their senses wouldn’t, to be fair?”

Just in that moment they could hear the boarding announcement, and people starting to move towards the gate. Their Eevee was already crying softly, hating to say goodbye again to someone treasured, yet the Jolteon immediately nuzzled his face lovingly against her, as if trying to tell her everything was going to be fine.

Noire was also having old memories dancing in their mind. They hated this kind of situations, they hated to say goodbye. It was not something they thought they would repeat again. Why was it ever going to happen again anywhere? None was supposed to be a close friend as their sibling was. None… until this person came and they felt both a mixture of hate and happiness around his presence. A part of them was sure they owned him far more that they could ever pay him. True Friendship was gold.

They walked together towards the respective International Flights’ Gate. People and some Pokemon already in a line. Some giggling, others tired, and they both hiding tears beneath silly jokes and facts about Eevees. And in one moment, as they got closer to the end of the line where they could stand by their side, Noire noticed that this was difficult as well for him… he was getting away from all the things he had known for years, leaving a Life behind…

“Here, take this.” They said, giving him a small Pokeball. Not a functional one, just a toy plastic Pokeball. It was rather cute to place as decoration on a desk.

“Oh hey! Thank you for the gift, I really li-…”

“It’s not a gift.” Spark’s confused look make them smile, it worth the world to see that silly face at least once more. “You are borrowing it…”

“Borrowing it? ... So, therefore, I have to return it to you.”

“In person, I’m afraid; terribly fate for you isn’t it…? I also expect it to be in perfect condition.”

They had reached the end of the line, and asked a couple of persons to walk pass them just because Spark had decided to give a second Bewear hug. Noire have always disliked to be hugged so constantly, but at that very moment when they knew it was probably going to be the last, they didn’t want anything else but that. They wished they could have more time…

“I will give it back to you.”

“I won’t forgive you if you don’t…” When the hug broke, they took a moment to fix his jacket, to make sure he was fine. Spark perfectly knew this was a fake act for borrowing more time, and he couldn’t help but find the gesture both funny and nostalgic. Despite their attitude, Noire could be ridiculously sweet most of the time. “…I won’t forgive you if you forget me or replace me either.”

“Pfft… come on, Noire, where am I gonna find another little brat as yourself?” They joked, finally feeling a new tears being shed. He also took his time to fix the scarf around their neck, printed with a bunch of little eeveelution cartoons. Finally there was none else but him in the line, and time had finally passed quicker that they had wished it would. “I guess this is a ‘See ya’, then?”

“Yes…” Their hands tightened his own before a third and last hug was shared. “See ya, Spark.” They said, enjoying the way his eyes glowed in amusement and joy at listening to them using something besides ‘stupid’, ‘idiot’ or ‘instinct’. And so theirs did, Noire could tell by the way the sadness’ veil was lifted for a little instant between them, just moments before he would start walking towards the International Flights’ Gate. 

“Remember, Spark! Borrowed!” 

“I’ll give it back to you soon! You just wait for it!”

And somehow, the little expectation of that precious and small promise made the burden a little more bearable for both of them.

#Noire #Spark #Pokemon Go #// This is really sad pal; I hate having to say goodbye to people I treasure #// Friendships are something I hold such strong valuable for #And to think this is not the first neither the last time probably I will say goodbye to someone is very painful #I'm still not over of the first friend who moved away and it was 13 years ago #I'm not stil over of the friends that moved to Canada #Those who moved to Panamá #those who moved to Chile #Living in Venezuela lately is the equivalent of holding an Agenda to say goodbye to your friends

[rhnuzlocke]

Episode 16

Scene 6:

[Ren wakes up late morning in the Pokemon Center. She senses someone else is in the room and rolls over. It is not Kai, who left the day before, but a man of European descent and indeterminate age who is now sharing the room with her. He is sitting on the bunk opposite watching her and smoking a cigarette. He is tall enough that he has to hunch over so as not to hit his head on the bunk above him. He is wearing jeans and a biker tank and there is a leather jacket laying next to him on the bed. He has several piercings and looks like he could use a shower and a shave. Ren glances at the four pokeballs on his belt. Her own are hanging from the bedpost next to her. Ren sits up, clutching at the sheets in her lap while keeping her face neutral.]

Trainer: [as if this was all very normal] Ohayou.

Ren: [she blinks several times, looking puzzled, but responds in Kantonese] You aren’t allowed to smoke in here.

Trainer: [also in Kantonese] I know. [He takes one last long drag and exhales through his nose before flicking the still burning cigarette out the open window.] So you are from Johto then? I couldn’t decide.

Ren: [hesitant] Yes.

Trainer: Well that certainly makes things easier. My Anglic is terrible.

Ren: Who are you?

Trainer: My name is Diomedes Alkaev, but call me Dizzy. I’m from Asagi. Nice to meet you. [He dips his head.]

[She dips her head back, still clearly weirded out. Despite his appearance, his inflection and mannerisms mark him as a native speaker.]

Ren: Ren Kosugi, Kogane City.

Dizzy: Kosugi, huh? Isn’t your father an Sekiei League Victor? You look like him.

Ren: Yes…

Dizzy: Normal-types wasn’t it? Crazy stuff. Lost a lot of money on that run.

Ren: Excuse me, but are you just passing through or—?

Dizzy: Oh no, I was looking for you.

Ren: [getting kind of irritated] For me? Without knowing my name? Or were you just pretending not to know to be less weird? Cuz I’ve gotta tell ya, it’s not working too well.

Dizzy: Didn’t know your name, just knew what I was looking for. You’re Kyogre’s new mouthpiece. Kaspa sent me to find you.

Ren: Kaspa? As in Kaspa Kitamsuye, the Sekiei League Champion? That Kaspa?

Dizzy: That’s the one.

Ren: Okay, glad we got that sorted out. Now back up to the Kyogre part.

Dizzy: You’re Kyogre’s mouthpiece.

Ren: What?

Dizzy: [surprised and confused] And Latios’s apparently? How the hell’d you swing that?

Ren: Could you back up and try that again please? I’m not even convinced you’re speaking Kantonese at this point. Actually, don’t say anything for a moment. Let me try and sort this out…

[He steeples his fingers, waiting for whatever little episode she is having to pass.]

Ren: Okay, the Kyogre taurosshit must have something to do with the Blue Orb, but that leaves the disturbing question of how you know I have it. And how the fuck did you know about Latios? [checking behind her for Latios] And you figured that out just now??? What in the hell is going on exactly!?

Dizzy: [quiet but vaguely annoyed] Am I allowed to talk now?

Ren: YES. Yes, please start talking!

Dizzy: I’m Lugia’s mouthpiece. I know about Latios because he and Lugia [jerking his thumb at the window] are having a little chat outside. I don’t know nothin’ about no blue orb.

[Ren gets up and goes to the window. There is nothing to see.]

Latios: [in Ren’s head] He’s telling truth.

Dizzy: They’re cloaked right now. Can’t have the public panic. You can meet Lugia later if you want.

[Ren grips the windowsill before ducking back inside and plopping back down on her mattress.]

Ren: So, if you don’t know about the orb, what makes you think I’m Kyogre’s mouthpiece?

Dizzy: Well, Lugia lives in the ocean and is a guardian deity, so they felt it when Kyogre awakened, or awakened somewhat. From what I gather, the weather would be significantly shittier if it was actually awake. Anyway, we told Kaspa and she asked us to come figure out what’s up. We followed Kyogre’s energy to you. I assume this “blue orb” has something to do with that, but I’ve never even heard of the thing before so don’t quote me on it.

Ren: Okay, so what is a mouthpiece?

Dizzy: I mean, I think it’s obvious. Mouth is in the name… uh, did you go to school? [Ren’s face doesn’t change] I’m gonna assume you did. I only went until 6th grade, but I was still in it long enough to learn about the defunct religions. You know, the old ones, before we knew about Arceus. But see, they had priests who said the gods spoke to them, and then acted out their will on earth. I’m that, except I’m not lying about talking to my god. If there’s something Lugia needs done that they can’t do directly, I do it. If they need help maintaining balance in Johto, I help.

Ren: So you chat with Lugia? Like regularly?

Dizzy: Well, they’re no chatter box, but yeah, that’s the gist of it.

Ren: And you know Kaspa, who is Ho-Oh’s champion or "mouthpiece" or whatever?

Dizzy: Yes.

Ren: How come I’ve never heard of you? The whole damn world knows who Kaspa is.

Dizzy: The spotlight’s not for me, and it doesn’t serve Lugia’s purposes at the moment. Ho-Oh is a guardian of life, it is their duty to protect people and pokemon. Lugia’s duty is to keep balance in the forces of nature so that life might continue. This is why they are known as the master of the storm gods: Zapdos, Articuno and Moltres. And why I am here to investigate the awakening of the climate gods.

Ren: Are you getting this, Latios?

Latios: [telempathy] Yes. I am glad Lugia is here to offer their assistance. I thought them dormant since the storm gods were captured. This is a pleasant surprise.

Ren: [grimacing] For you maybe. [to Dizzy] Seems like we have some things to talk about, but I really need to eat before I can think any more. What are your feelings on [glancing at her nav] brunch?

Dizzy: I haven’t eaten for a while. Does this region have okonomiyaki?

Ren: Not exactly, but we can get the equivalent. Diner it is.

[Ren gets up and Dizzy leaves the room so that she can change. They head down the stairs together.]

Ren: Do you have any money?

Dizzy: A little, but not from this region.

Ren: [deep sigh] I’ll cover you.

#pokemon #nuzlocke #oras #running hot nuzlocke #story #episode 16 #Ren #Dizzy #Latios #shit just got weird #it will get weirder #and people/events from a previous nuzlocke will be referenced #but all necessary information will be provided so don't stress #Dizzy was included for a friend but I like him and things will actually make more sense in the end because of his inclusion I promise

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Does Zapdos use Spark's voice or does it change? I imagine it's the same because people can't tell them apart, but his expressions and speech are so different from each other I can't help using two voices for them. Like Spark sounds really upbeat and expressive and then Zapdos sounds like Anthony Hopkins.

No, it doesn’t change, and they’ve been bonded so long that they really do blur into each other like that (Zapdos has picked up traits from Spark as well). But most of the time you can still tell who’s who, hopefully the art helps with that lol. 

Kinda figured Spark would be all casual and stuff, while Zapdos is mostly deliberate with everything - he talks like he knows people will listen to him, or he talks like he’s narrating a documentary. Same thing.

#hannibal is some scary shit tho #zapdos only goes like that when someone fucks pokemon up #go can usually tell who's who with some effort but lately he's like whatever #bird or not CAN YOU STOP DRINKING OUT OF THE CARTON #wow you sure can yell buddy #do your own savage ways in your APARTMENT SPARK #I'M YOUR ASSISTANT NOT YOUR BABYSITTER #AND TAKE OFF YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU COME IN #ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME #did you really fall asleep on me you grrrrargh #you stupid idiot i told you to stop doing 24 hour shifts at the sanctuary #but do you listen to me! #ever! #no! #god! #ow watcha pokin' me for #get off my couch #don't give me that face spark i got a bed #you'll wake up sore if you sleep on the couch #aw you do like me #the hell do you think why i put up with you? now go away #Anonymous