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bottlecaplogs2025-06-18 02:21 pm
arceusstansme) wrote in bottlecaplogs2025-06-18 02:21 pm
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She dreams a champagne dream
Who: Akari and whoever meanders past her
What: In which a girl plays pretend.
Where: Just outside the village
When: Mid-June (nighttime)
Warnings: Akari.
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Akari has been doing this recently, and so far no one has discovered her. Ever since Emmet had told her about Pokémon Coordinators, it has been living in her head. She imagines herself back as a human, but instead of in her Galaxy Corps uniform, she images herself in a dress, a Pokémon next to her in a similar outfit.
Right now, in her mind's eye, she is in a white dress with a silver hair adornment. A buneary next to her in a white outfit with matching accessories. She was imagining being on a stage and ready to show off the Pokémon. Emmet said they would use moves and improvise how they could show it off.
"Buneary! Use Ice Beam!" She said to the Pokémon that only existed in her mind as she played pretend, often wondering why this felt so fulfilling to do, but also at the same time hollow because it was just her, as a Cyndaquil, calling commands to nothing.
"Create pillars! You can do it! Show everyone has graceful you are!"
In her mind, people cheered in awe of the little Pokémon, more than impressed by it and how the outfit in her mind didn't pull attention away from the creature.
She knew she was too old to be doing this- but also- it was nice. Every time she did something like this, she felt like she was scratching something deep inside her mind. But she didn't know what.
She eventually plopped herself down on the ground, and looked up at the sky.
Hopefully no one saw her making a fool out of herself.
What: In which a girl plays pretend.
Where: Just outside the village
When: Mid-June (nighttime)
Warnings: Akari.
.
Akari has been doing this recently, and so far no one has discovered her. Ever since Emmet had told her about Pokémon Coordinators, it has been living in her head. She imagines herself back as a human, but instead of in her Galaxy Corps uniform, she images herself in a dress, a Pokémon next to her in a similar outfit.
Right now, in her mind's eye, she is in a white dress with a silver hair adornment. A buneary next to her in a white outfit with matching accessories. She was imagining being on a stage and ready to show off the Pokémon. Emmet said they would use moves and improvise how they could show it off.
"Buneary! Use Ice Beam!" She said to the Pokémon that only existed in her mind as she played pretend, often wondering why this felt so fulfilling to do, but also at the same time hollow because it was just her, as a Cyndaquil, calling commands to nothing.
"Create pillars! You can do it! Show everyone has graceful you are!"
In her mind, people cheered in awe of the little Pokémon, more than impressed by it and how the outfit in her mind didn't pull attention away from the creature.
She knew she was too old to be doing this- but also- it was nice. Every time she did something like this, she felt like she was scratching something deep inside her mind. But she didn't know what.
She eventually plopped herself down on the ground, and looked up at the sky.
Hopefully no one saw her making a fool out of herself.
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Oh, I was just going home after visiting someone in the Canopy...
...I didn't expect to see anyone. Could you not sleep tonight?
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[Akari did not think of telling him her roleplaying in the woods is normal.]
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[oh no he believed her
oh no akari oh nooooo]
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[She said placing her nubs on her waist]
They do like to come out at night.
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[Is there perhaps a reason he has trouble sleeping? Don't worry about it!
Emporio walks farther into the clearing though, looking around.] I guess they're all gone for now though...they must not have been fans of the fire then.
[A beat, as he realizes-] ...come to think, there's a lot of fire types that are ghosts huh...
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[She has heard ghost stories not involving ghost pokemon after all!]
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[Emporio is having a dreaded 'American' moment.]
...What's a hitodama?
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UNOVANSAMERICANS]A little ghost fireball thing.
I don't know why they are scary.
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It sounds like a will-o-wisp... [The cubone crosses his arms.]
They look like little fires, floating in the air. In my world at least, they're actually caused by swamp gasses, or marsh gasses though! The legends were always that lights like that would lead wanderers to their doom. ...Which, given how easy it is to get lost in a swamp and marsh...
...Probably not inaccurate at least? Maybe that's why they're scary.
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[She circles around a little.]
I wonder if I can make a fake one.
[Ember. Smallest and weakest one, it disappears in a moment.]
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[Ember. It lingers for a moment...and then it's gone.]
I think you'd have to have something...in the air for it to work.
Honestly, real 'will-o-wisps' aren't even actual fire. Which is probably why they don't go out...