TWO YEARS AGO, A CRIMINAL ORGANIZATION GOING BY THE NAME TEAM IMUM WRECKED CHAOS ACROSS THE LAND, DAMAGING CITIES AND KILLING THOUSANDS OF CITIZENS. While Imum itself has long since been disbanded, however, the region remains broken: entire towns have been laid to waste and the Association struggles to find homes for those who were lucky enough to survive the attempted genocide. Reconstruction trudges on as usual... but with three factions - the Association, the corporations, and the people - each wishing to take the rebuilding of an entire region down opposite paths, how long will it be before Lyeant's last leg gives out permanently?
03.01
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01.28
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Colette was very well-behaved; she often received many compliments for how docile she was. So the moment she'd released a playful yip before dashing toward the spring, Rune knew something was odd. He quickened his step as he made his way to what was, fortunately, their planned destination. Whatever caught her attention definitely wasn't frightening or malicious—she would've kept to his side and raised her hackles—but he was nevertheless concerned for her well-being.[break][break]
Provided there weren't any obstructions, he stranger relaxing by the water would soon find the very curious puppy sniffing him, wet nose pressed against him. She was completely unfazed by the other Pokémon around her—not because she'd no sense of danger but rather because they didn't seem a threat to her. After a moment, she'd back up and assume a playful stance, barking at the ginger to coax him into joining her.[break][break]
Rune entered the clearing shortly, first noticing the other Pokémon before spotting Colette. "Letty, come here, girl!" The Growlithe tilted her head to look her owner's way; after a moment's hesitation she turned her gaze back to the stranger and barked again, tongue sticking out as she panted. "I'm so sorry about her," the white-haired lad said, keeping some distance between himself and the other so as to not further perturb him. He glanced over at his puppy, intrigue taking over his expression before he shifted his stare back. "Um... Are you a dog person, by any chance?" It would be a reasonable explanation; he'd heard canids were perceptive on who enjoyed their company and who didn't.
these feelings will settle down gradually. as time passes, you, too, will fade. when will this become a distant memory? time has passed, you have faded. i repeatedly question why, heartbreak! my never-ending sadness and never-ending pain flow like the waves until dawn breaks. my feelings swirl more violently than usual, and i feel as though i could fall apart completely.
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with this clichéd sadness and clichéd pain[break] i barely hold back tears and watch the stars
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>> Grew up in Phenac City with father and twin sister (doesn't know what happened to his mother).[break][break] >> Lived right next to a café and was frequently woken by the fragrant aroma of brewing coffee.[break][break] >> Idolized his [popular, trendy] sister from a very young age and yearned to be like her.
>> Or mostly like her—she adored Pokémon battles while he despised them. He didn't like seeing Pokémon get hurt, even if they didn't appear to mind.[break][break] >> There also were a few other interests of hers that he wasn't particularly keen on.
>> Once they turned thirteen, his father took him hunting (a pasttime he somehow ended up enjoying) whilst his sister was allowed to go on her own "Pokémon journey" around Orre.[break][break] >> A year passes with no issues; he occasionally comes across news about his sister's victories in the various colosseums spread across the region.
>> She also emailed her family frequently, updating them on where she was, what she was doing.[break][break] >> He admired her courage to travel with only her Pokémon by her side.
>> The emails stopped coming. She'd write them once, sometimes twice a week, but they hadn't received anything for a few weeks now.[break][break] >> The memory of the dour officer stopping by to notify them of his sister's death is forever seared into his mind.
>> She was mugged and killed in Pyrite Town by disgruntled gangsters. The police assumed they did out of vengeance for one of their own, who lost to her in the tournament the previous day.[break][break] >> Though they were fraternal twins, he still felt like he lost a part of his soul.
>> He didn't leave his room for months. Not even the allure of fresh coffee could call him out. If he opened his door, it was to use the bathroom or take the meals his father left him and place the empty dishes back outside.[break][break] >> Over time, both he and his father came to decisions that would forever alter their lives.
>> His father decided it was best to move away from Orre and make new, happier memories.[break][break] >> He decided to memorialize his sister by becoming her, so to speak.
>> He dressed like her, let his hair grow out so he could wear her hairstyle, and even attempted to mimic her voice.[break][break] >> He also claimed the only Pokémon of hers that the police managed to recover—her Tyranitar—and kept her on him at all times. His Growlithe became a house pet.[break][break] >> However, he still maintained his own principles (e.g., he was still adamant against becoming a Pokémon Trainer).
>> Father wasn't really happy to see his son had taken on a feminine appearance, but swallowed his pride believing it was a phase that would end once they moved.
>> (Spoilers: It wouldn't.)
>> Ended up in Irisia Town; apparently the father still wanted to live someplace reminiscent of Phenac.[break][break] >> They went hunting and occasionally traveled to another city to become adjusted to their new life (or so father dearest desired).[break][break] >> Upon realizing his son wasn't going to "return to normal", his father's presence grew thin.
>> The man didn't even try to hide it; if he entered a room his son was in (or vice versa), he'd immediately leave.
>> He was no longer being provided with meals. Though he could prepare something out of whatever was in stock at home, he wanted to get a job and move out so he wouldn't be a burden to his father anymore.[break][break] >> Fortunately, he found a job as a barista at a café. His sunny disposition made him popular with both customers and coworkers alike.
>> Unsurprisingly, most patrons thought he was female. He never corrected them, however. (His coworkers caught on fast when they noticed him using the men's restroom.)
>> One day, he came home to find everything but his own belongings gone. No note or any other indication of where his father went. Ended up moving into a smaller, cheaper condo as a result. His Growlithe became his lifeline, often cuddling the puppy for comfort and to escape the pain he felt.[break][break] >> During the attack, he took shelter in a wealthy customer's house, which was reinforced and guarded by capable guards—who also were proficient in Pokémon battles. In return for bein housed and fed, he worked as a house cleaner, as the former one fled the town.[break][break] >> Offered a permanent position after the chaos subsided; he declined, however, as he wished to resume his work as a barista. Fortunately, the homeowner was understanding.[break][break] >> His own place survived with minor damage; he assisted the other residents in rebuilding it when he had time.[break][break] >> During work, the aforementioned affluent customer requested to speak with him after work, claiming it was important. He obliged and met him at a restaurant.
>> The man straight-up told him he wanted him to align with Parallax. He hadn't really an idea that was a thing, as he didn't really pay attention to politics.[break][break] >> After spieling the faction's promises and goals—as well as finding room to mention how Parallax was behind Irisia's development—the man said he'd let him mull over his decision.
>> One week later, he decided to become part of Parallax. He desired to live a life in security, even at the expense of the wild Pokémon inhabiting the region.
>> His sister would've disagreed and allied with the Republic; that he was certain of. However, he firmly believed the protection Parallax promised would've saved her life, had Orre enforced a similar system.
>> ...Not that he would put much effort into supporting their cause.
there is nothing left to take, but i still try to reach. try to swallow it all down, yet i can't seem to breathe. just a single pill of mine, nothing else would suffice - i take it in, now i'm alive. my phone is set on lock, and i don't really care. there's a tangle and a knot that i cannot repair. i'm a tragedy, i'm ugly, i'm trying to hide. i say "hello", then wave "goodbye". see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honestly. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see it run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i still refuse to believe.
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>>> FRIENDSHIP
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
PLOT IDEA #1 every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2 lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
>>> HATESHIP
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
PLOT IDEA #1 every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2 lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
>>> LOVESHIP
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
PLOT IDEA #1 every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2 lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
>>> WANTED
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
