Thin Crystal Line: Home Coming: Redux

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Len went into the Lacienda to visit Brittany. At the bar, were the two enforcers of the johto mob: Yumi and Piko. The facially deformed heracross smiled and signaled her over to where they were sitting. Yumi and Len were actually surprisingly good friends. Even if they were on opposing ends of the criminal world, she still found them good friends, and good sparring partners. 

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Thin Crystal Line: Home Coming: Redux

Len went into the Lacienda to visit Brittany. At the bar, were the two enforcers of the johto mob: Yumi and Piko. The facially deformed heracross smiled and signaled her over to where they were sitting. Yumi and Len were actually surprisingly good friends. Even if they were on opposing ends of the criminal world, she still found them good friends, and good sparring partners. 

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I’m Going to Make My Own Meme for Munday

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Closed RP: Reflections in a Ghost House

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After tucking in Emi for a small nap, Reaper himself was very tired. After a long day of playing, oh it could get very tiring for him and Emi. He thought he should probably head off to bed, but before he could float off to his room, he heard the sounds of sobbing outside the hut. Who could that be?

Without another thought, he floated to the door and creaked it open slowly, looking around the forest. Where was it coming from? Floating out a bit more, the phantom noticed the Roserade a little ways away from the cabin, on the ground and sobbing. Wait that’s….Brittany! The one his sister had talked to before, and he remembered having a conversation with her for a moment. What was she doing all the way out here alone?

Floating over to her slowly, not wanting to scare her, Reaper held up his large hand, waving to get her attention.

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"U-Um excuse me…?" He mumbled out, trying to keep quiet. "A-Are you alright miss? W-What are you doing out here all alone? Is something troubling you…?" He asked, concerned for the young lady.

She looked up to see a tall figure floating over her. It was Reaper! She recalled he was Jeny’s brother. Not to mention they had vaguely met when Nigel had threatened and harmed his daughter.

"O-oh hello." She whispered. She figured his daughter was asleep and didn’t want to wake her up. She sniffled a little. "I’m looking for my love…Lenox.   You might have met her before. She tends to go off on her own from time to time, but…we had a fight and she had run off in tears. And I just wanted to find her and apologize for what happened." 

Closed RP: Reflections in a Ghost House

Brittany had been searching for Lenox, but at this point, she didn’t know where Lenox had flown off to. At this point she had been searching for hours and couldn’t find any sight of her.

"Len! Len! Please come back!"

The roserade didn’t know what to do at this point. She wanted to call Grohl or Gwen to have them come help her, but she was hoping to keep this wrapped up without anyone they know finding out. She was tired from all the walking around and realized she was probably miles off. She just slumped down. She was worried Lenox had run off and was never going to come back. 

"It’s my fault." She sniffled. "I shouldn’t have said that to her." At this point she began to sob.

Wages of Fear

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Lenox and Brittany were lying down on the bed. It had been a while since the two had seen each other and had some alone time. So they wanted to catch up with one another.

"So Brittany. What did you do while I was gone?" Len turned over smiling at her love.

Brittany smiled. “Oh it was great! I got to meet Jeny the dusknoir!” She then leaned upward on the bed and started to bounce on the bed out of excitement. “Then I went to the Fox Festival and I got to meet so many new and nice faces! But my favorite part; I got to meet Lady Emory!” Brittany began to squee as she bounced more on the bed. “It was amazing! I was there with so many friends! Nox, Lumi, Yoko, Emory, Rol, Haines-“

Lenox’s reaction turned stunned at the last name she mentioned. She felt a massive weight on her chest. The fact that Brittany had gone with one of the most dangerous criminals in Arcadium, hell in Unova, probably other places as well, and that Rol had let this happen. She leaned up and firmly put her hand on Brittany’s shoulder to get her to stop bouncing. “You went with Haines?” Lenox’s voice sounded more scared and concerned. At no point, did Brittany ever put two and two together and realize that Haines was someone she could not trust, given that Haines has quite a reputation in the city. She had honestly had hoped Brittany would not be as dumb enough to go somewhere with her, even with someone who was supposed to keep her safe.

Brittany’s joy faded and her smile turned into a small frown. “Y-yeah I went with her. Why is that such a problem?”

"Why is that a problem?! Please tell me you are kidding! She is a renowned criminal. And you went to a festival with her?"

Brittany just reeled back from Lenox’s mild outburst. “S-she offered to take us as a treat for what had happened to my house. She was really nice to. She and I talked about our lives, we made lantern together and met more pokemon. She…was actually pretty nice and understandable.

Lenox could not believe what she was hearing. “Haines is a liar. She is a criminal and the fact you went with someone who is that infamous is just stupid!”

Brittany’s expression turned angry. “I don’t see how you are any different!”

Lenox’s eyes widened. She was worried where this would go. “What do you mean?” She sounded worried. Len was affriad Brittany saw her as just a criminal. A monster that would do whatever it takes to survive.

"You associate with pokemon who have a shady background. Freddy, Gwen, Yumi and Piko. They are all criminals to some extent, yet you associate with them."

Lenox felt some what relieved it wasn’t go to there. It still wasn’t made any easier by what was said though. Len was worried Brittany was a bit uneasy with her job.

"Brittany. Do you…hate my job?"

Brittany couldn’t muster any words in that moment. After some thought she spoke up. “I admit, at times I do. I’m ok with you taking out crime groups in this city and going after criminals. But, this war…I was honestly scared. Scared you wouldn’t come back. I felt so alone.” She began to whimper a little. “Not only that, I sometimes wonder if you and the company do more harm then good. Like the Moreas cult or anything involving tribes.” Lenox went to put her hand on her shoulder, but she stopped herself. She didn’t know how to feel. She admitted that Brittany was not wrong but she still felt hurt.

"I see. I have to be honest as well. I hate your job to." Len tensed up. "Every night I have to watch men constantly flirt with you, oogle you like some piece of meat, and groping you. It just…makes me sick to my stomach." Brittany was reeling from this. Did Len assume she would cheat on her? "I know you would never cheat on me, but…I know you can do better. You have several other talents and skills that would help you anywhere else."

Brittany felt some relief, but she was still sad about what her lover was telling her. She knew she was right, but Brittany felt Len was being a hypocrite”That’s nice of you…but I can’t do anything else. No one would take me in. I’m just a failed wannabe contestant star, turned burlesque dance, and, lets be honest, stripper! And you have plenty of talents, why don’t you just do anything else?”

"Because the only thing I can do is fight. I have to! I have to fight for some vague semblance of a good cause." She clenched her claws. "I need to…to help me make up for my failures to save my family. I have to do this for their sake!"

Brittany was crying again. “Please! Stop! I hate how you keep holding something that wasn’t even your fault against you! I wish you would just forget your family!”

Something in Len snapped. She wound her arm back and slapped Brittany across the face. After a few seconds, Len let the weight of what she had just done hit her. She hit Brittany. Brittany. The one pokemon who had helped her when she was in the worse moment of her life. A light in her life. One of the few pokemon that made her feel special, and she hit her.

Brittany began to whimper. Never had Len ever hit her. Even in their few other arguments. Brittany realized she had stepped out of line with the comment about the family. She had been so thoughtless over what she had said.

"Brittany. No! I-I." What have I done? That was all the hawlucha could think of. What she had done. She tried to reach out to the roserade, but she curled herself up as if to make herself smaller. She began to sob. Len could just stare in disbelief. Was this something she had pent up in her?

"I’m a monster."

Brittany perked up and looked at the hawlucha, who was trembling at this point.

"You were right. I’m a monster." Tears began to pour from her eyes. "I’m a violent monster! I-I I’m sorry!" Len ran out of the room and out of the company building. Brittany tried to run after her, but by the time she got outside, she had flown off.

I Know it’s Late Since the Drama has Ended(Seemingly)

But I have some choice words to say on all sides of the spectrum. 

For those annoyed with the sylveon cult. Fine certain joke get annoying, it’s a hazard with following blogs. Ignore it. Blacklist it and move on. Do not tell the people who created it as a joke to kill themselves. And if you say they are unprofessional for making the spat go public, bear in mind you told them to kill themselves. At this point, on the scale of dickery; you»»>the person showing it.

Also. If you are just watching from the side line bemoaning how, the community has fallen and how it isn’t as good as it used to be. Stop. Stop. I don’t need to hear it. One I find worse then the drama is the people watching the drama. Every time some bit of drama flares up I always hear “This is not the community I joined”, or “Remember the days when there wasn’t petty drama”. Ask yourself: is that true? Because any internet community will have it’s moldy breads and spoiled milks, and there is always drama. Rather you noticed or not. In the end, moaning about how the community has fallen is not the best course of action. In fact, it is a knee jerk reaction.

That’s all I need to say.

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Victoria’s eyes widen as Gwen lashed out at her, and Gwen’s anger stunned Victoria-as did Virgil’s sudden surge in rage. Victoria desperately tried to say something, but her attempt was drowned out by the sickening crunch Virgil’s injured body made as he slammed Gwen against the wall.

Virgil broke something inside during the act, but he went on, “*wheeze*…You impudent …little wretch…*wheeze*… After admitting to all your spying and saying such presumptuous and flawed statements, how can anyone do anything but look down on you…you foul and despicable litt-*cough**cough*-” He was forced to release his hold on Gwen as he broke down coughing.

Victoria walked by Virgil and stroked his back as he continued to cough, “…Dad, shh, take it easy.” She then turned to Gwen, “Gwen…is what you’re saying true? How did you know about all this…Hm. I guess word travels fast about my Dad’s justice stuff…and the fight he had with my husband.” She shrugs it off and continues, “I’m sorry if it seems like I was… condescending? That’s pretty weird! Everyone says that Virgil here is condescending, but that’s the first time I’ve been called that!” As she giggled, Virgil shoots her a glare.

"But, really, Gwen, I want you to know that you can’t treat Virgil this way. He’s really…well, fragile." Virgil turns his head away from the others, seemingly muttering something under his breath between wheezes. Victoria gives him a concerned look before continuing, "And I also want you to know that I just wanted to help. I’m sorry if I made things worse."

She pauses for a moment to think, “…Gwen, are you doing alright? To me, you seem a bit on the edge. You can let me know if something’s wrong…”

Gwen was coughing from when the gallade slammed her against the wall. She staggered to her feet she gave him a glare. “You old shit!” Gwen began to charge a shadowball in her hand. There was no way she was going to let this old bastard get away with that, especially with ‘how can anyone do anything but look down on you’. She noticed Victoria usher Virgil back into his study. She retracted the shadowball, because, while she wanted to fight Victoria, she wanted to save what would of been a kill shot for Virgil.

Gwen eventually turned her attention back to Victoria. Gwen’s rage, was slightly cooling at this point. Maybe it was the fact that Victoria was admitting to having condescended, despite it maybe being to save her ass and get the corpse out of the way. While Gwen was still bitter, she had cooled and just exhaled at this point.

Problem is,now she had to explain how she had heard about the fight. Though she didn’t know any of the details . “I would like to put this on the record. I wasn’t spying on anyone! You want to know how I heard about his fight? Virgil said, in front of my co-worker, in his own words; ’This string bean shredded my face, so it was only fair I seared his eye.’ Now. I don’t know the exact details of his fight or his relationship with your husband, but taking what my co-worker told me, with what I have heard he has told to other mons. I can make a picture of who that guy is. He is bitter, hypocritical, and full of prejudices towards any dark type mons. And if you can’t see that, you are the last person I want helping me.”

Nigel was actually kind of surprised that Gwen was calming down. He just smirked, seeing where this would go.

Wages of Fear

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Lenox and Brittany were lying down on the bed. It had been a while since the two had seen each other and had some alone time. So they wanted to catch up with one another.

"So Brittany. What did you do while I was gone?" Len turned over smiling at her love.

Brittany smiled. “Oh it was great! I got to meet Jeny the dusknoir!” She then leaned upward on the bed and started to bounce on the bed out of excitement. “Then I went to the Fox Festival and I got to meet so many new and nice faces! But my favorite part; I got to meet Lady Emory!” Brittany began to squee as she bounced more on the bed. “It was amazing! I was there with so many friends! Nox, Lumi, Yoko, Emory, Rol, Haines-“

Lenox’s reaction turned stunned at the last name she mentioned. She felt a massive weight on her chest. The fact that Brittany had gone with one of the most dangerous criminals in Arcadium, hell in Unova, probably other places as well, and that Rol had let this happen. She leaned up and firmly put her hand on Brittany’s shoulder to get her to stop bouncing. “You went with Haines?” Lenox’s voice sounded more scared and concerned. At no point, did Brittany ever put two and two together and realize that Haines was someone she could not trust, given that Haines has quite a reputation in the city. She had honestly had hoped Brittany would not be as dumb enough to go somewhere with her, even with someone who was supposed to keep her safe.

Brittany’s joy faded and her smile turned into a small frown. “Y-yeah I went with her. Why is that such a problem?”

"Why is that a problem?! Please tell me you are kidding! She is a renowned criminal. And you went to a festival with her?"

Brittany just reeled back from Lenox’s mild outburst. “S-she offered to take us as a treat for what had happened to my house. She was really nice to. She and I talked about our lives, we made lantern together and met more pokemon. She…was actually pretty nice and understandable.

Lenox could not believe what she was hearing. “Haines is a liar. She is a criminal and the fact you went with someone who is that infamous is just stupid!”

Brittany’s expression turned angry. “I don’t see how you are any different!”

Lenox’s eyes widened. She was worried where this would go. “What do you mean?” She sounded worried. Len was affriad Brittany saw her as just a criminal. A monster that would do whatever it takes to survive.

"You associate with pokemon who have a shady background. Freddy, Gwen, Yumi and Piko. They are all criminals to some extent, yet you associate with them."

Lenox felt some what relieved it wasn’t go to there. It still wasn’t made any easier by what was said though. Len was worried Brittany was a bit uneasy with her job.

"Brittany. Do you…hate my job?"

Brittany couldn’t muster any words in that moment. After some thought she spoke up. “I admit, at times I do. I’m ok with you taking out crime groups in this city and going after criminals. But, this war…I was honestly scared. Scared you wouldn’t come back. I felt so alone.” She began to whimper a little. “Not only that, I sometimes wonder if you and the company do more harm then good. Like the Moreas cult or anything involving tribes.” Lenox went to put her hand on her shoulder, but she stopped herself. She didn’t know how to feel. She admitted that Brittany was not wrong but she still felt hurt.

"I see. I have to be honest as well. I hate your job to." Len tensed up. "Every night I have to watch men constantly flirt with you, oogle you like some piece of meat, and groping you. It just…makes me sick to my stomach." Brittany was reeling from this. Did Len assume she would cheat on her? "I know you would never cheat on me, but…I know you can do better. You have several other talents and skills that would help you anywhere else."

Brittany felt some relief, but she was still sad about what her lover was telling her. She knew she was right, but Brittany felt Len was being a hypocrite”That’s nice of you…but I can’t do anything else. No one would take me in. I’m just a failed wannabe contestant star, turned burlesque dance, and, lets be honest, stripper! And you have plenty of talents, why don’t you just do anything else?”

"Because the only thing I can do is fight. I have to! I have to fight for some vague semblance of a good cause." She clenched her claws. "I need to…to help me make up for my failures to save my family. I have to do this for their sake!"

Brittany was crying again. “Please! Stop! I hate how you keep holding something that wasn’t even your fault against you! I wish you would just forget your family!”

Something in Len snapped. She wound her arm back and slapped Brittany across the face. After a few seconds, Len let the weight of what she had just done hit her. She hit Brittany. Brittany. The one pokemon who had helped her when she was in the worse moment of her life. A light in her life. One of the few pokemon that made her feel special, and she hit her.

Brittany began to whimper. Never had Len ever hit her. Even in their few other arguments. Brittany realized she had stepped out of line with the comment about the family. She had been so thoughtless over what she had said.

"Brittany. No! I-I." What have I done? That was all the hawlucha could think of. What she had done. She tried to reach out to the roserade, but she curled herself up as if to make herself smaller. She began to sob. Len could just stare in disbelief. Was this something she had pent up in her?

"I’m a monster."

Brittany perked up and looked at the hawlucha, who was trembling at this point.

"You were right. I’m a monster." Tears began to pour from her eyes. "I’m a violent monster! I-I I’m sorry!" Len ran out of the room and out of the company building. Brittany tried to run after her, but by the time she got outside, she had flown off.

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Commission for askbohemiancompany of his characters Yumi (Heracross) and Piko (Weavile). Thanks for commissioning me!

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Commission for askbohemiancompany of his characters Yumi (Heracross) and Piko (Weavile). Thanks for commissioning me!

Thanks again! They came out great!