" today, ladies and gentlemen, I would like to talk to you about pokémon liberation . . . "
( portrayal of ghetsis, storyline driven. 18+ for themes. no erp. )
#pkmnrp#pokemonrp#ocrp#ptrp
@AshenChroma ( gone in a blink ; he's been exceedingly busy lately, never hanging around for long. perhaps, even, his surveillance over colress has loosened somewhat. )
( waking from a brief, troubled nap— )
excuse me?
( 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 his leg as hard as he can, he tries to fling sprig away. this is the last thing he needs tonight. )
( looks up — he's sick? who?
. . only after N leaves does he piece together the likely conclusion: it's alder again.
sighs, drags hand down face. puts head on his desk, lays there for a while. )
( yes, indeed . . he left @AshenChroma in hydreigon's grasp 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. how harrowing to have a dragon's claws and teeth herding you into place the moment you move!
ghetsis now approaching, his stride slow and 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 leisurely ; smile on his face. )
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hydreigon hasn't eaten you yet? ah, in that case— good morning.
( he drops a manila folder at colress' feet. its contents scatter, papers sliding out in a haphazard pattern ... no doubt familiar to xyr. )
take a look at those. i found them in your little stash.
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Xe certainly wasn't happy with those terms. Xe didn't want to work under Ghetsis, but it did seem a better solution to the alternate... Xe could only hope that what he found didn't upset him too much...]
( there it is: the last of his hope dashed for colress' disloyalty being hypothetical. the trembling of his hand stills, presence falling cold.
after that, he laughs. not the same bemused barking from before, but a true fit of 𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘴. all of plasma is
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[And that was that. Their game was over. Ghetsis would find their plans and blueprints for all the small ways they could mess with Ghetsis while they were pretending to be part of Plasma.
They had truly only stayed so close for amusement's sake, but what a disaster this was.]
keep colress where they are, backing away a few steps. )
... i'll grant you one small mercy. i'm going to check the location you described, and depending on the severity of your infractions . . you will either be permitted to continue your work under surveillance,
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you're still so insolent.
what 𝘪 envisioned was perfect. 𝘺𝘰𝘶 envisioned a convoluted scheme with enough gaps that even a 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥 could stop you.
who was it that came up with the idea of pitting reshiram and zekrom against each other? who was it that prioritized
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( his grasp on colress trembles at mention of 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘺, then tightens further. he can put up with a self-interested lunatic scientist— but to imagine a direct betrayal?
he's shocked. proper forethought evades him in such an unexpected scenario, so he defaults to a
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They have a terrible feeling that things can only get worse from here. Their quick wit is usually the best way to get themself out of trouble, but they can't rely on that right now. Quite a situation they've found themself in.]
remain friends without any of that silly 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 behind my back.
( no more nicknames: from the robe, withered right arm makes a rare appearance so he can summon hydreigon without letting go. )
where would you be keeping those unnecessary documents, hm?
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