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doyoung. fallin’ behind film

#( only a facade; visage )

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 SHADOWTASK#001: INTRODUCE YOUR TEAM

@shadowtasks​

— MAIN TEAM

METANG (STEEL/PSYCHIC)

level 39

ability: clear body

adamant nature

moves: psychic // take down // earthquake // zen headbutt

holding: leftovers

STEELIX (STEEL/GROUND)

level 37

ability: sturdy

brave nature

moves: earthquake // ice fang // rock slide // gyro ball

holding: quick claw

LAIRON (STEEL/ROCK)

level 37

ability: rock head

adamant nature

moves: iron head // earthquake // stone edge // headbutt

holding: air balloon

SCIZOR (BUG/STEEL)

level 36

ability: technician

jolly nature

moves: bullet punch // swords dance // bug bite // aerial ace

holding: white herb

SKARMORY (STEEL/FLYING)

level 35

ability: sturdy

impish nature

moves: fly // counter // dark pulse // flash canon

holding: shell bell

??? (???)

the last slot in kaine’s team is a shadow pokemon that changes based on the mission he is assigned to

it is usually left empty

but if needed, it tends to be either a shadow lucario or a shadow excadrill

— STORAGE SYSTEM [HIS TEAM BEFORE HE JOINED STYGIAN]

CHARIZARD [level 37] VIBRAVA [level 36] AMPHAROS [level 35] LAPRAS [level 34] DRIFBLIM [level 33] AXEW [level 30]

#sp.task #wow this took me so long but it was fun #bfeuafsibu i remember making trainer cards when i was younger #half of my team has earthquake lmao #( perfect execution ; tasks )

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#( torn to shreds ; insp )

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SABINA:

          oh  yeah,  she  knows  that  look.  fuck,  oops,  sorry !  it’s  something  that  frequently  slips  her  mind,  how  uncommon  this  all  is  for  people  to  experience  this  first  hand.  she  can’t  exactly  give  them  a  warning,  she’s  been  told  it’s  still  surprising  even  if  she  does  signal  for  it,  anyway.  

          sabina  dips  her  head  quickly,  trying  to  shake  off  the  small  embarrassed  she  feels  at  the  sudden  bewilderment  she  put  this  poor  boy  in.  she  needs  a  better  way  to  let  people  know  what’s  coming.   ‘ sorry  we  shocked  you,  ralts  is  the  voice  of  us. ’   well,  it’s  her  voice  just,  not  spoken,  but  thought… ?  anyway,  semantics.  still,  one  thing  she  can  agree  on  is  that  ralts  is  indeed  impressive,  adjusting  her  backpack  straps  so  her  pokemon  is  higher  on  her  back  now,  giving  her  partner  a  bright  smile.  she’s  quick  to  focus  back  on  him,  smile  sticking  to  her  lips  following  the  introductions.   ‘  sabina.  nice  to  bump  into  you.  ’

         you’d  think  one  surprise  for  another  made  them  even,  but  he  seems  hellbent  on  apologizing  for  something  that  really,  isn’t  a  big  deal  at  all.  bur  arguing  isn’t  something  she  likes,  and  she  rather  sucks  at  it  too.  no  point  in  turning  him  down  when  he  hands  something  over,  and  a  curious  look  takes  over  her  eyes  as  she  picks  it.  free  hand  signs  a  thank  you  in  synchronism  with  ralts’  delivery,  then  she  breaks  out  a  part  of  the  puff,  handing  it  over  her  shoulder.  ‘  you’re  a  good  chef.  ’   happy  noises  from  ralts  seem  to  make  that  an  understatement.   ‘  were  you  off  to  icirrus  city  as  well  ?  ’   she  doesn’t  have  treats  to  offer,  but  she  makes  a  good  journey  companion.

  if everyone in the pokedex team were going to be as intriguing as her, he could not wait for his chance to defeat them all. nonetheless, he was still aware that complacency and arrogance only acted as catalysts for downfall. letting his guard down would be foolish, no matter how harmless someone might seem. case in point: he knew that the trainer in front of him was probably a lot stronger than she seemed.

  upon hearing her words, the smile that found its way onto his face was genuine. he couldn’t believe the chances - perhaps this was a reward for all his efforts in the past few months; an opportunity for him to impress and even advance, as long as he didn’t mess up. “oh, you too?” he begins, “i heard from a few of my friends that there was a pokemon fan club there, so i decided to go check it out myself.” a lie, or as kaine would call it; a partial truth.

  while he did hear from his group that there was a pokemon fan club there, that was the least of his concern. after the citrine’s announcement in castelia city, he was tasked to stand guard at icirrus city, keeping a lookout for anyone that mess up stygian plans. as such, since he was the leader of the group, he was merely doing his due diligence in checking up on his members and ensuring that everything was in order.

  “if you would like, we can go there together,” he says it like a suggestion, a simple raise of an eyebrow conveys interest; he hopes that there was no trace of forcefulness. was that enough? he needed to seal the deal somehow. “i mean, meeting someone that uses telepathy is rare, after all. i’d love to learn how you and ralts first found out.”

#( piece by piece ; threads ) #( int ; sabina ) #dont worry about it !! #feel free to cut it short as well #i got carried away sorry !!

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ALI​:

he was watching the little pokemon stash the objects that seemed so obviously not theirs with interest, very nearly pulling out one of his notebooks to record the behavior with a laugh. “that’s not yours, is it?” 

  kaine stops in his tracks. “no, not mine. the pokemon and those items.” he squints a little, watching the tiny pokemon struggle. “but i’ll turn a blind eye. i mean, it worked hard for those objects. besides, since the owner hasn’t even realised, i’d say they weren’t important to them.” he pauses, turning back and realising that he almost walked past a certain professor's assistant.

#( piece by piece ; threads ) #( int ; ali ) #sorry i've been swamped lately

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SABINA​:

          icirrus  might  not  be  as  big  as  castelia,  but  after  what  happened  in  the large  city,  there’s  no  saying  as  to  what   citrine  could  do  to  the  smaller  ones.  she’d  offered  to  go  take  a  look  at  the  western  area,  promised  to  not  take  on  anything  she  couldn’t  handle.  a  bump  on  the  shoulder  she  wasn’t  expecting  doesn’t  fall  in  this  category,  but  it  does  take  a  startled  gasp  out  of  her.

          waves  one  hand,  dismissing  any  kind  of  fault  the  other  wants  to  put  on  their  shoulders  for  her  very  own  lack  of  spatial  estimation  ability.  what  she  lacks  in  distance  guessing,  she  makes  up  in  being  quite  sturdy  on  her  feet.  no  harm  done,  barely  a  step  backwards  as  to  not  stumble  even  taken.  she  definitely  should  keep  her  eyes  trained  on  the  road  ahead  and  not  on  the  hovering  tranquills.

          sabina  nods  to  his  question,  offers  the  stranger  a  kind  smile  to  amplify  the  reassurance  that  she  is  indeed  okay.   ‘ if  anything  i  should  apologize.  head  in  the  clouds. ’   ralts  pokes  its  head  from  behind  her  shoulder,  hitching  a  ride  in  her  backpack  this  time  around.   ‘ are  you  alright ?  hope  i  didn’t  disturb  deep  thoughts. ’   she  also  knows  a  lot  about  that,  wonders  if  it’s  some  side  effects  of  being  surrounded  by  so  many  psychic  pokemon.

  when kaine hears the voice loud and clear in his head, he pauses for a moment, confusion apparent on his face. as he tries to process what had happened, he sees a small movement behind her shoulder. ah, her ralts — that would explain it. he decides to dissipate this uncertainty by laughing. 

  “i don’t know what to say... it’s truly impressive.” he does a small wave to the feeling pokemon hiding behind her, not intent on letting his composure slip and choosing to trust his intuition. there was no way the ralts could hear his thoughts, and even if they could, he was presuming that communicating their exact worries to their trainer might not be the easiest thing to do. so, as long as he did not give the both of them any reason to mistrust him, he was safe. “ah, i’m perfectly fine. kaine, by the way.” he offers her a relaxed grin, as he introduces himself.

  he couldn’t just bring up the pokedex team just yet — that would be too conspicuous. instead, he would have to at the very least start by building some rapport with her — that should be easy enough, right? “let me see...” he ruffles through his crossbody bag, “i still can’t help but feel bad, so here, have this. i made it myself.“ in his outstretched hand was a pink-coloured poke puff. “ it’s strawberry flavoured.” he hopes this act of his was enough to win her trust.

#( piece by piece ; threads ) #( int ; sabina ) #i swear he just wants to share his poke puffs... #no bad intentions here... unless ?

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CARMICHAEL:

LOCATION && WITH WHOM : : ROUTE 15 W / ANYONE @shadowstart​

Well. This is embarrassing, like, really embarrassing. So embarrassing that Carmichael can’t even bring himself to remove his hands from his face, not wanting to face the reality of the situation. It’ll only make him groan and sink into an even more depressive episode. But he does look through his fingers, just for a few seconds, to see if his prayers have been answered. Unfortunately, they have not as the thing he tries to pray away… stares back at him from the tree, Carmichael’s bag in its hand. What bag exactly? Oh, you know, his bag that carries his ribbon case, potions, empty pokeballs, and the pokeballs that house his team of Pokemon. Yes, all three of his Pokemon were still inside of their pokeballs, probably shaking their heads in disappointment at their trainer who could do nothing to save them. It’s humiliating! Luckily for him, Carmichael spots another trainer nearby, and while he didn’t want to ask for help, he desperately need it. “Hey, uh,” he called out, cheeks flushed red. “Could you help me out with something? That Purrloin stole my bag when I wasn’t looking.” 

  route 15 was familiar to kaine, especially since it was where the only poke transfer lab in unova was located at. however, he was used to it being mostly quiet, so when his attention was captured by the trainer asking for help, he could not help but feel annoyed. without a word, he immediately pushes past the trainer, letting his metang out of its pokeball, and walks towards the devious pokemon that was biting on the bag. he was uninterested in the purple feline, but if he had a choice, he would rather not hurt it, since it wasn't at fault here.

  “metang, take down.” the iron claw pokemon doesn’t hesitate, easily charging towards the purrloin, before stopping mere inches away from it. kaine smiles inwardly, proud that his metang knew his intentions without him instructing it. the purrloin, now startled, drops the bag and flees, unharmed. only then does kaine turn back to look at the helpless trainer with narrowed eyes. 

  “what if i wasn’t here to help? would you have just stood here waiting?” his metang returns to his side and kaine picks up the bag from its metal claws before tossing it towards its owner. he decides he may have been just a little too critical and sighs, calming himself down, “i’m just saying... you should be more careful. especially since your pokemons are inside, right?”

#( piece by piece ; threads ) #( int ; carmichael )

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closed for @psichiic

  as trained, he scans the area in front of him, taking note of where the wild patches of grass were as well as where the other trainers situated themselves at. if feasible, he would try to avoid unnecessary battles in order to get to icirrus city as quickly as possible. and that was when his eyes land on a certain trainer — one that he’s certain he has seen her before.

  it takes him a while to remember but he stalls for time by pretending to check on his scizor beside him. then, it hits him: after citrine’s reveal when the some of the pokedex team were gathered together. as his eyes land on her again, he was sure of it now — and he was imagining the amount of information he could get out of her if he played his cards right. 

  before he knew it, he was already walking in her direction, while pretending to be looking behind him. as planned, he brushes past her, pretending to not have noticed her. “oh, my bad.” he turns to face her, an apologetic look on his face as he flashes a sheepish smile, “i wasn’t paying attention. you okay?”

#( piece by piece ; threads ) #( int ; sabina )

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{kim dong-young, twenty-five, he/him} KAINE JANG KIHYUN is a STYGIAN EXECUTIVE (POKEMON RANGER) from the KANTO REGION. they’ve been a stygian member for THREE MONTHS, sometimes you can find them making poké puffs for their team. their partner pokemon is METANG. [elle, 22, she/her, gmt+10, none]

BACKGROUND;

was born in saffron city, with unimpressive parents and a boring childhood

always found it a little difficult to form a connection with others; perhaps they found him too competitive or assertive, but either ways, he figured he didn’t need them too so it all worked out

self-reliant and calm, especially in the most dire of situations, because he knows trusting someone other than himself will only lead to disaster; others were too slow, so he only had himself

his first encounter with team stygian would be through a battle with a grunt, easily defeating him and that’s when he first hears of the team

naturally, his interest was piqued and ends up being recruited as a grunt

was introduced to the workings of the team; lacklustre at best to him at first, but it paid him decently so he wasn’t complaining

he likes the existence of shadow pokemons though; if the other trainers weren’t strong enough to protect their pokemon, then they didn’t deserve them

after a while, he ended up getting really involved in the team’s affairs, mainly the identity of the boss, and realised that he wanted to unmask who citrine really was. but to do that, he would first have to become an executive, then an admin

so, he does what he has to, ends up being promoted to an executive two months later due to his ‘outstanding’ performance and is on the track to becoming an admin soon - as long as he keeps it up, and no one gets in his way, he’ll meet citrine soon, and who knows what might happen after that

PERSONALITY;

might appear carefree or happy-go-lucky to strangers but there’s this sort of unspoken quiet confidence about him (and an undeniable air of dispassion about things that don't involve him)

deep down, he prioritises himself, so while he might entertain you at the start, if you show no use to him, he wouldn’t hesitate to ignore or avoid you

he is usually quite compassionate towards pokemons; it is weak trainers he despises. his mindset is simple: if your pokemon respects and loves you, at the very least, you should train them well so they don't ever get hurt or lose

so, he looks down on trainers who don’t train their pokemon well and as a result, if you end up losing to him, he just might mock or spite you a little (eg. “you don’t deserve your pokemon.” “they’d be better off with me.” “at least i wouldn’t let them get hurt.”)

as for his position in team stygian, he might be new, but the grunts and executives are aware of how fast he has made a name for himself and his steady climb up the ranks. he’s aiming for the top spot everyone, and he’s not afraid to make enemies in order to get that (so watch out)

TEAM;

METANG (STEEL/PSYCHIC) - level 39 STEELIX (STEEL/GROUND) - level 37 LAIRON (STEEL/ROCK) - level 37 SCIZOR (BUG/STEEL) - level 36 SKARMORY (STEEL/FLYING) - level 35

CONNECTIONS;

friends (or somewhat positive relations at the very least): poke puff enthusiasts, someone he can be a mentor too, someone that can mentor him - try to lead him in the right direction y’know, complete opposites but it somehow manages to work

enemies: can be people in team stygian, or just trainers he doesn’t respect, can even be people he accidentally pissed off just by being himself

one-sided: maybe someone he associates himself with because of the good rep you give him, or someone that he finds easy to manipulate for his own benefit

#sp.intro #// here he is everyone #just started my internship so im a bit busy #but managed to get this up #excited to write with everyone

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221122 DOYOUNG

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