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● they call him "the dragon prince"[break] ● triggered by gang violence[break] ● just wants to be everyone's dad
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ryoto's profile
has a wife ( Ryoko Pyrragon ) and a daughter ( Ryuuna Pyrragon ) that he loves very much and gushes about to any willing or unwilling ear. as you can assume, then, he's very not open to any type of romantic relationship although he's always willing to adopt more surrogate children into the family -
Post by RYOTO PYRRAGON on Mar 7, 2018 17:44:55 GMT -6
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It was a rule, with trainers that came this way to learn the ultimate technique of the dragons, to board in the spare room at the end of the hall for the duration of training that came with it. Exceptions could be made in dire situations, of course, but such situations very rarely came to pass. There were those who scoffed at the idea of making their temporary home in that of another, as well as those who liked their privacy or would sooner take refuge in a hotel a half hour Arcanine's ride out from their house outside the city. Stubborn as each of them may have been, however, nothing in the world was a match for the puppy-dog eyes “the Ryos” could put on, and at the end of the day, free meals and housing was just another add-on to being one of the privileged few to have access to Draco Meteor. A loss of privacy, truly, was a small price.[break][break]
The rule was put into place and the Pyrragons insisted, of course, because their home always felt a little too empty without the extra mouth to feed. At least, this was how Ryoto saw things. There was silence now where there hadn't been in the past, a suffocation that sat on his lungs like a led weight, even if the strangers they invited into their home could never really replicate what once was, it lightened the load just enough, loudened the rooms just enough, reminded him of the happiness of the world outside (as well as why his wife's smile stood superior above all others). It was the curse of a parent whose child had flown the coop, he knew. Sometimes, with the way he went on, you'd think she was dead, rather than making a name for herself out in the world. Worse, still, was that sometimes his own home felt like a funeral home when there was no one else around. Over-dramatic indeed. This rule, however, was well-enforced, even in cases of League members, for who better knew the work load of a member of the Pokemon League than someone who had held his position in it in the past longer than most who held it now? It was such that their most recent housemate had become a certain Sora Alder, having spent his first night in that room that so many had slept in before – and it was such that today, he would learn why mornings in the Pyrragon household were a nightmare for the nocturnal.[break][break]
Pot in one hand. Pan in the other. It was fortunate that his significant other slept like a rock.[break][break]
“Up and at 'em, Sleeping Beauty!” Ryoto shouted, metal clanging against metal at no later than five o'clock in the morning. There was a sunrise to catch, as any self-respecting trainer should strive to do, and a day's worth of rigorous training to put the Umbreon gijinka through. “You're not going to learn anything in bed! Breakfast's on the table, but if you don't get it in the next two minutes, I'm eating both our portions.”
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Okay, but I love Florian? I love him so much, my gosh. ;u; I wish I had better, more concrete ideas to throw at him (it was a toss-up between Ryoto and Daniel, although if you're interested, I can eventually throw the latter at you, too), but I'm also trash at plotting, so...... here's me doing my best. TuT[break][break]
I would have honestly been surprised if this was planned at all, but all of the current elite four members (and knowing Orange, who has the last one reserved, the trend will likely continue) are roughly twenty-five or twenty-six years of age, which is, if you think about it, actually pretty young for such a high position of power. Ryoto, here, is one of the last elite four members before the current four, having taken a fifteen-years-early retirement from the job. It can be pretty exhausting, as Florian may well know already from experience! Even if official tournaments only occur every three years, trainers are always trying to get in an unofficial battle in whenever they can, and that doesn't even touch on the Association heads running the League members, especially the higher ranking ones to death with dealing with aggressive Pokemon, potential criminal uprisings, et cetera, et cetera. Ryoto's equal parts impressed by the trainers who've taken his and his friends' spots since their retirement, but he also feels kind of bad for them. There's probably no worse a time to be a League member than during or after Imum. Florian's not that much older than Ryoto's daughter, too, who's a gym leader and facing similar pressures; personality-wise, she and Florian may be night and day, but I can see some of his fatherly instincts kind of coming out.[break][break]
If it sounds alright to you, I could see Ryoto stepping in quite a bit to help the new elite four members - specifically Florian, in this case - get acquainted with their new job (probably more than he needed to, haha), and thought the need has since worn off, he still probably drops by every so often to see how Florian's handling things/doing outside of his work. Takes him out to lunch or something every so often, just to make extra sure he's getting in a good meal, even if it's totally unnecessary.[break][break]
RIP, again, I wish I had more concrete ideas to throw at you here, but this is the best I came up with. For now, anyway. If you don't think that'll work, if you have anything to add, or you'd like to try something else, though, lemme know! I'm all ears. <3 FLORIAN MEADOWS
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FORTY-SIX >> HE / HIM >> DRACO METEOR TUTOR >> HETEROSEXUAL
Post by RYOTO PYRRAGON on Feb 12, 2018 14:45:15 GMT -6
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RYOTO PYRRAGON
'S THREAD & RELATIONSHIP TRACKER
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as he travels on the beast of burden, moving up along the mountainside - as he gazes, looking down the valley - no regrets but his pride. as he travels across mountain passes, insignificance sweeps over him. his reflection on the beauty 'round him: feeling empty inside. he is running from his wildest thoughts. he is running from his everything. he is hoping, now, to find something, hoping he can be saved. life is not a rehearsal, all you have is the one chance to get it right.
Papa's pride and joy. In truth, Ryoto couldn't be more proud of the woman Ryuuna has become - not thanks to him, his wife will attest! - and boasts of her many achievements at any given opportunity. He tries to pretend that he's a stern, disciplining father, but in reality, he's a huge pushover when it comes to her. Now, if only she'd come home to visit more often...
And then you can write about that relation here! Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers. Let off a sharp burst, and then turn away. Roll over, spin 'round, and come in behind them. Move to their blindsides and fire again. Bandits at 8 o'clock move in behind, ten ME-109's out of the sun. Ascending and turning our spitfires to face them; heading straight for them, I press down my guns.
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01. You are, your brothers taunt and sneer and tease, defective from the very start.[break][break]
02. Your blood boils hot with the anger of generations passed, human hands trying to pull themselves up from the filth and giving in to become worse than the lot of it. Drugs, alcohol, violence. A stranger walks down this alley your predecessors have owned before you, and you beat him within an inch of his life. It's just how it's always gone – it's how it will be until the day they tear this nightmare of a place down.[break][break]
03. It's easy to play along: whistle at the girls wearing clothing any less modest than a nun's habit, sling slurs and insults at the men who pass by. It doesn't matter if they're bulkier than you. You have the numbers, you have the switch blades and brass knuckles to leave them crying for mother on the concrete.[break][break]
04. But do you? 'You', the unit, certainly. 'You', the individual – hardly. It's so easy to say terrible, horrible things, to threaten to carve a nameless denizen's stomachs out for stepping on your brother's toes, but when it comes to a fight, you are the only one who doesn't land a blow. For years, you think the cacophony and the energy of the crossfire is enough of a distraction to cover up the way you turn tail and flee to the shadows. Surely, they are too lost in the heat of combat to notice that one little brother has excused himself from the unnecessary violence today (and yesterday, and the day before that still). What's one more or less person going to do, anyway?[break][break]
05. They notice, of course. Immediately. But it had only been a matter of time.[break][break]
06. It becomes a focal point of your childhood, then, the way their vile words all come turning around to land on you. What good is a gang member who's afraid to throw a punch? Worse, still, one who simply can't? This goes on for some time before one day you snap (your fingers, balled into a fist, colliding with Eric's face, blood splattering everywhere, nose broken with the impact; its different when it's someone you know, someone who has it coming), but impossible, the jeers only twist, metamorphosize, spat from lips who only know how to vomit acid and spray all in their wake. Useless – useless – useless – [break][break]
07. Your mother is a skeleton of a woman, hollowed out to her bones, soul-sucked and raw. She sits in her chair, remote in one hand and bottle in the other, and doesn't look at you, product of reckless abandon, unprotected passion. Why would she?[break][break]
08. When she sleeps, however, you steal from her the television and use it to see a world you will never experience from the pits of your vengeful poverty.[break][break]
09. The Legendary Defender Ryoto becomes your lifeline. Though your lip may split and splatter blood, though your bones may break against concrete, though your skin may flower violet and indigo, you can always dream of being a little bit more like him.[break][break]
10. It's easier to conform than resist, you learn with time. You rob a boy your age blind at the age of fifteen, and try to swallow down the bile that rises in your throat. He's not the first.[break][break]
He's most certainly not the last.[break][break]
11. Things escalate, as they do. Your family is picked off one-by-one before your very eyes; to steel, to a Pokemon's jaw, to the iron fist of the law. Idly, you wonder when it is your turn. The convictions with which you do crime are weak, but the crimes you commit all the same are very, very real. Surely, you are deserving of cuffs and bars and a lifetime of rot. You don't even think you'd struggle if they came for you.[break][break]
12. They don't. Or – if they were – they don't come fast enough.[break][break]
13. It's vengeance: you brothers stole his sister's innocence, her life, and someone must be made to pay. Had you the capacity in that moment for anything other than raw fear, you may have sympathized, perhaps even laid down your life, if it would make him feel any better. Instead, you panic at the sight of the gun in his hands – even your family aren't so deprived as you wave those around – and your body finds itself moving on autopilot.[break][break]
When it's kill or be killed, you don't even have to think.[break][break]
14. You have taunted. You have punched, and kicked, and broken. You have never killed.[break][break]
15. (The sight of the corpse has you dry heaving in an alleyway, and had it not been for your brother's insistent tug on your arm, you may have laid there until the police finally, finally took you away.)[break][break]
16. They laud you a hero – he's good for something after all! – but the nausea and the panic does not subside, even as the hour hand of the clock rotates a full forty-eight hours. The higher the praise, the more angry you become, grinding your teeth and digging your nails into your palm so hard it bleeds. These people, this “family” of yours understands nothing. Nothing of how you feel. Nothing of the world around them. They only know how to hate, hate, hate – and you'll be a part of it no longer.[break][break]
You flee, then, a runner in the night. Change your clothes, change your name, change your hair, friends, city, home. You forget what they called you, who you were, but his blood on your hands haunts you through the night.[break][break]
What does it take to atone?[break][break]
17. You wander the region, never staying in one place too long, avoiding your home as if it were the breeding ground of some great, terrible plague. To idle is to get caught; to settle is to have some semblance of order. You haven't done or learned a thing, not yet. You don't deserve a single shred of normality.[break][break]
18. If your life came at the cost of another's, you decide, you will simply have to live enough for the both of you.[break][break]
19. The irony is not lost on you: Ryoto, the name you have stolen for yourself, and Ryoko, the woman who holds the honor of worming her way into your life first. What is it she sees in your hollow eyes? It must be something great – or perhaps she's simply the sort to project what she wants to see onto the hopeless cases around her.[break][break]
Outwardly, you want solitude, peace. There are things you must do, and you cannot with her buzzing around your head like a bee.[break][break]
Inwardly, you are grateful. You've been losing your mind, yourself but by bit to the insulation, isolation, inconsolable. She opens your eyes to the world around you, slowly, and maybe, just maybe, you loved her from the very beginning for it.[break][break]
“We're going to aim high, Ryoto! We're going to be members of the Elite Four!”[break][break]
20. It's so silly, stupid, impossible.[break][break]
(Nothing, you learn, is impossible in the face of Ryoko Pyrragon.)[break][break]
21. Against all odds, you both take your place among the strongest trainers in Lyeant. Your master, the woman you had trained under to get there, Masuyo, is there as well. Fortune smiles on you more in your adulthood, it seems, than in your youth.[break][break]
To celebrate your shared victory, you kneel down on one knee and swear your life to the woman who saved yours. Who is more happy in the moment, you wonder? Her, being asked to be wed? Or you, being told: yes, yes, of course, I'll love you for the rest of our days?[break][break]
22. Together, you welcome Ryuuna into the world: a fighter from the very start, with hair as blue as your own and hands curled into fists that could shake the region to its bedrock. You have taken a life out of this world – and now, you have brought a new one into it.[break][break]
23. The years seem to fly in the days that your daughter grows from a fragile little infant to a girl with all of Ho-oh's fires in her eyes. Challengers come and go – the last position of the Elite Four is filled by a woman nearly twenty years younger than you, but you welcome her into your surrogate family with open, welcoming arms – and trials and tribulations unthinkable pass the four of you by. It's a whirlwind of an existence, one that leaves you[break][break]
tired.[break][break]
24. The four of you, together in everything, inseparable, resign almost simultaneously. The Association chairmen gawk, and you laugh; but your bones ache with weariness, and you know it is time to pass on the baton once and for all. You'll get your kicks tutoring trainers in the meantime, your wife's hands busy with the daycare she's always dreamt of running. You'll support your daughter in her dreams of overcoming the champion and taking up your title; she'll be a better trainer than you could ever hope to be, you know.[break][break]
Onward, then: toward the future.[break][break]
25. You don't think about your childhood much anymore.
The Dragon Prince: former gang member, former dragon-type Elite Four specialist, current husband, current father, current Draco Meteor move tutor, and full time hunk. ... Well, alright, maybe not that last part. Ryoto held his position as Elite Four for quite some time, having joined at similar times to his very close friends Ryoko and Masuyo, and leaving simultaneously with the two and their other close friend Elise. He was notorious for his strength in battle and love of friendly conflict, and while he spends his days in early retirement, his love of trainers has led him to invite willing learners into his home to learn the most powerful dragon-type move of all. He loves his wife and daughter more than anything in the world, but his heart's big enough to leave room for plenty more.
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>>> FRIENDSHIP
Age is very much just a number to Ryoto when it comes to friendship. In his immediate group of closest friends and allies, in fact, are people nearly his same age, people nearly twice his age, and people nearly half his age. His warm heart is his strongest aspect, many will attest, and have attracted people since his crowning as the Elite Four's "prince" many years ago. Perhaps the only criteria for going from friendly to just pure friend is a love of battle; inevitably, if you plan to spend time with him, he'll challenge you to many. ... Many.[break][break]
>>> HATESHIP
This is... actually near impossible, so good luck finding yourself here. Honesty dictates that he's... off put by gang activity and their members, as well as organized crime syndicates like Imum or the mafia, but more than that, he has a hard time having it in himself to hold anything against them. He was at one time, after all, a member of a gang himself; if he had it in him to change his ways for the better, why should he believe that others in his prior position can't? His short-term fuse can be a bit short, of course, but holding things against people long term for him is easier said than done. Really, if you try to land a spot here, you'd have to, like... kidnap his family and friends and torture them for a couple years or something. But good luck doing this. (Also, if you're a twenty-something-year-old man and you're trying to hit on his daughter, you might land here, but for totally different reasons. You know how it goes.)[break][break]
>>> LOVESHIP
He's taken, guys, sorry. Although, he's always willing to gush about how much he loves his wife to any willing ear. (He's not terribly bad looking, though, so it'd be perfectly reasonable for someone to one-sided crush on him, wink wonk. ;o Bonus because he's a taken man, mwahaha.)[break][break]
>>> WANTED
I'd love to get him involved with the current generation of Elite Four members, but honestly, his main thing right now is tutoring the youngin's about the secret of dragon-type Pokemon. Students are treated like family. Actually, if we're being totally honest here, he just wants to invite as many people as he can into the surrogate family on top of his existing family. He knows how it feels to be unloved by family, and he also doesn't want? Anyone else??? To feel that way????? Just come over here and let dragon dad adopt you, okay, it's for the better -
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reflecting on decisions that were made, on judgements that will[break]haunt him 'til his grave: no one has the right to take another life
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Post by RYOTO PYRRAGON on Dec 3, 2016 17:52:55 GMT -6
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As he travels on the beast of burden, moving up along the mountainside – as he gazes looking down the valley, no regrets but his pride. As he journeys across mountain passes, insignificance sweeps over him. His reflection of the beauty 'round him, feeling empty inside. He is running from his wildest thoughts. He is running from his everything. He is looking now to find something, hoping he can be saved. He's searching for the answer, now. It's something that he's managed to avoid up 'til now. Real conviction – that, he craves. He needs to find the answer sooner than later. Pushed himself to the limits. He had to strive for all the harder things in life. But what's the cost of giving now? His life and his time are the only things that he has.[break][break]
Life is not a rehearsal. All he has is the one chance to get it right. Leaving really is the only way to know. Maybe one day they'll forgive him, what he's done, but now the pain of lying too early in the grave. Destiny, no good to hide away. Penance now will be his only way. Understand: No good to hide away. Penance now will be his saving grace.[break][break]
He tries to make his peace with God. All is forgivable, but it's left a little late. Trying to be something that he's now. Is it possible to change such a lot? He's taken someone's life away. There's not a day that goes by he doesn't regret what he's done. He should have found another way, but the good book says “an eye for an eye”. In reflecting on decisions that were made, on the judgments that will haunt him 'til his grave, no one has the right to take another life, but in his mind, he had no choice. So be it. Destiny, no good to hide away. Penance now will be his only way. Understand: No good to hide away. Penance now will be his saving grace. Destiny, no good to hide away. Penance now will be his only way. Understand: No good to hide away. Penance now will be his saving grace.[break][break]
Far, far away, the man who would be king. Far, far away, the man who would be king. So far away, the man who would be king. So far away, the man who would be king. Far, far away, the main who would be king.
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