(β:003) action, open. HIATUS END!
Apr. 8th, 2014 10:32 pm[It feels like a long time since he's felt the sun. A long time, because he was forcibly taken away two weeks ago and experimented on. He had been aware that such a thing was possible, but foolishly he'd still thought himself invulnerable. He was the strongest Pokemon ever to exist, after all; who would be able to win against him, without reality-traveling shenanigans like those that had brought him to Luceti in the first place? A physical group of people (such as the Malnosso) wouldn't be able to marshal the resources to take him.
Oh, hubris. They had been unimaginably efficient. He'd barely had the chance to fight back. Technology, or magic perhaps, that he had never encountered subdued him. The drones had then bundled him up neatly and disappeared with him. The strongest Pokemon ever was at the mercy of the Malnosso.
What had they wanted from him? After a time, it became clear that it was something to do with psychic powers. But parts of it still did not make sense to him; the excruciating pain, for example. It lingered on even now, making it hard to think.
He still couldn't see or hear. The only way he could tell it was sunny was the warmth of it on his back. Outside, then. Free? Released from the Malnosso, at least from now? But where? Near the village? There was no way to tell.
Blind, deaf and bruised, he lay in the bushes at the playground, vulnerable to anyone who might pass by.]
Oh, hubris. They had been unimaginably efficient. He'd barely had the chance to fight back. Technology, or magic perhaps, that he had never encountered subdued him. The drones had then bundled him up neatly and disappeared with him. The strongest Pokemon ever was at the mercy of the Malnosso.
What had they wanted from him? After a time, it became clear that it was something to do with psychic powers. But parts of it still did not make sense to him; the excruciating pain, for example. It lingered on even now, making it hard to think.
He still couldn't see or hear. The only way he could tell it was sunny was the warmth of it on his back. Outside, then. Free? Released from the Malnosso, at least from now? But where? Near the village? There was no way to tell.
Blind, deaf and bruised, he lay in the bushes at the playground, vulnerable to anyone who might pass by.]
(β:002) written, camera obscured
Dec. 18th, 2013 02:03 am[Mewtwo has been keeping hidden and mostly away from centers of activity, but not enough to fail to notice something about a few of the residents here. Something that interests him very much. So here it is, Luceti. The most important question of them all.]
How many of you know what Pokemon are?
[Yep. There it is. For fourth-walling, please check out my permissions post!]
How many of you know what Pokemon are?
[Yep. There it is. For fourth-walling, please check out my permissions post!]
(β:001), written,
Nov. 20th, 2013 02:21 am[The camera for this journal has been obscured completely, so that the writer's identity is somewhat of a mystery. It's someone with small, neat handwriting, at least, something close to cursive but not quite there, and almost too perfect to have been written by hand.]
The only useful information I have been able to gather is that I am now part of an experiment on a world other than my own. Why, and how, seem unimportant to my fellow captives, but it does seem as though this communication network has been in use for quite some time. Perhaps the answers are buried further than I have dug.
I do not expect assistance, but I would not mind being pleasantly surprised by it.
The only useful information I have been able to gather is that I am now part of an experiment on a world other than my own. Why, and how, seem unimportant to my fellow captives, but it does seem as though this communication network has been in use for quite some time. Perhaps the answers are buried further than I have dug.
I do not expect assistance, but I would not mind being pleasantly surprised by it.