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‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑶𝒉ㅤ—ㅤ𝒐𝒌𝒂𝒚. 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 about the whole ' memetic entity ' thing. Obviously, he DIDN'T dislike being a kind of sort of reincarnation of his Grandpa. But the whole thing was so complicated and he was so used to just being ' MISHA 'ㅤ—ㅤand he didn't want to trouble the rest of the trailblazers with that truth potentially putting them in danger. But Dr. Ratio seemed like he was FRIENDS with the Astral Express. He could definitely be trusted with that information (ㅤ—ㅤnot that it was really a secret anymore ).

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWellㅤ—ㅤbeing a MEMETIC ENTITY is a little strange; I'll admit. For my entire life, I thought I was born in this little dream tucked away in Penacony called Dreamflux Reef and I did live there during my time in Penaconyㅤ—ㅤbut I actually came from a DREAM BUBBLE my Grandpa created ! I've spent all of my time working and hoping that one day, I would get to be able to travel like the Trailblazers did. Turns out Grandpa already laid out that path for me !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤHopefully, that was a reasonable explanation for the man. Compared to a normal human being that could freely traverse reality and dreams without the help of the Trailblaze, the life of a memetic entity sure was COMPLICATED. Especially when you were a creation born from the memories of a LEGENDARY FIGURE of Penacony.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI GUESS Grandpa still wants to travel again after being in Penacony for so longㅤ—ㅤor maybe Akivili saw how much I wanted to travel so I can stick around in REALITY now ! Butㅤ—ㅤI hope that's not TOO CONFUSING ! Did you have any questions, Dr. Ratio ?ㅤ❜

— He can't help but crack a smile at such a lively young man - he envied it, at least a little. Kids like him were always a joy to teach. A childlike wonder, to see the world with bright eyes, ever so eager to know more.

"Thank you for the warm welcome, Misha. I am Dr. Ratio," he bows his head politely, a hand over his heart, "being a memetic entity outside of the Dreamscape is quite intriguing to me. Perhaps you could tell me a bit more about yourself."

"And in turn, I could sate your curiosity about the universe. As a Nameless, you have countless journeys ahead of you, and it never hurts to be prepared."

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤT - that sounds about right. Most of them ENJOY scaring people. It's kind of how I met my own !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ𝑴𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒂𝒓 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒇𝒖𝒍 in scaring people. But even then, some people were just not phased by GHOST POKEMON very easily anymore. Oh well.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThen again, that was kind of the ONLY thing he was good atㅤ—ㅤaside from BATTLING. Oh geez.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWhat's MORTY and his Gengar like ?ㅤ❜

"That is true~ I'm sure that, one day you'll be able to catch me unawares." However, psychics tended to have the ability to sense when something was about to happen, so it was hard to take a good number of them by surprise.

"Morty himself doesn't; his own Gengar is another story, however."

Who wants to draw pictures and play pretend with me tomorrow

꒰ྀི ✧ — @diverse-hearts-ocs asked: it’s important to have an exit plan that’s more than just an exit.- Rai / Misha

↳ -: ˚ʚ ( Some meme I forgot. ) ɞ˚ :-

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ? ! Those peopleㅤ—ㅤthey almost looked normal. No, they DID look normal ! And yet, it was obvious something was horribly wrong with them. He's seen so many Dreamchasers during his time as the Reverie's bellboyㅤ—ㅤand yet none of them had those STRANGE YELLOW BLOSSOMS lurching from the depths of their skin. Nor did any of those Dreamchasers tried to attack him without him so much as SAYING anything.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤWorse yet, he managed to get separated from Garth AND the other Trailblazers !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤHe turns to his new companion; a FOXIAN BOY just a little older ( ... okay, not really ) than he was. This boy seemed to know what he was doing ! Surely, he had an idea ! He wasn't exactly confident in his ability to subdue the beings.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤW - Well, what's your PLAN ? I might be able to slow them down butㅤ—ㅤI don't think I can for very long !ㅤ❜

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑴𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔ㅤ—ㅤand yet here was; quietly WATCHING as the newest batch of gym challengers would flood in. It was that time of year after all when the letters of endorsement would be sent out; inviting trainers to take on all of the gym leaders one by one.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤWHY was he so nervous ? He was a GYM LEADER after all; one of the eight that stood in the trainers' way of getting to the Champion cup ! Even if he lost ( which was just a thing that happened sometimes when one was a Pokemon trainer ), he was still pretty strong; he'd like to think.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe truth was; the BATTLES weren't even the scariest part. It was actually talking to the trainers and interacting with them.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤMaybe he should have ACTUALLY said ' Hello ' to the woman like a normal person. With the anxiety still gripping at him though; he continued to just stay quiet as she would begin to check in.

@indeliblepromise

It was her first time abroad! Her first time travelling away from Hoenn to see other regions and experience new sights, new pokemon. The culture here wasn't that different from her own, but it was very much a new experience for her.

Stepping out of the plane that brought her here, she stretched and rubbed her eyes. Jet lag...

Nanami wished she could've just flown here on Altaria, but that would've been too much for her poor pokemon. Too far a distance. Well, she was coming to witness the start of the gym challenge in Motostoke, so she heaved her bag up on her shoulder to head to the nearest hotel. Checking in was priority, then head over there.

🃏 penacony out of order 7/? - the watchmaker's legacy

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝑬𝑫 𝑴𝑶𝑶𝑵 made Father suffer as they did, he no longer viewed vampires as nice people that saved his mother. Those vampires simply hated anyone that was DIFFERENT than them with no compassion for anyone else but their own kind. Father didn't deserve to be treated the way that they had been.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤBy that logic, he SHOULD have hated Monsieur Garth. He SHOULD have been disgusted by the display before him; especially with the BLOOD still clinging to the other's lips. A gruesome sight such as this should have TERRIFIED and REPULSED children such as himself after all.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤBut instead, he reaches out; GENTLY patting the other's head.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤHe's done this before with Mademoiselle Domi. Back then, he was only USING her to get his way and get his family back. Monsieur Garth and him were one and the same though; mere victims of this hellish world full of so many monsters. Even if he WANTED to hate Monsieur Garth, he couldn't.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWe can stay here as LONG as you want, Monsieur Garth. We have to stick TOGETHER, after all.ㅤ❜

@indeliblepromise asked:

“ you can stay with me. i don’t mind. ” ( VNC Misha and Garth )

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He paused, unsure if he should take him up on the offer or not, though the company would be nice - he was also quite aware of how much Misha disliked vampires - and Garth could only imagine the mess he was currently in, having just fed. Which was why he was as shaken up as he currently was, the woman's memories having flooded his mind, her world of pain still replaying before his eyes, a weak sound heard as he walked over and curled up against the childs side. He really was pathetic, wasn't he? He shouldn't be selfish like this, he shouldn't be making Misha have to deal with some dumb vampire who couldn't even feed correctly, couldn't even voice his pain, other than the weak whimpers that would sometimes escape the back of his throat. He was so darn tired of all of this - but it was never going to stop, was it? This was what he'd been made into, all he was useful for...he should be thankful that he was still useful....yet there he was, crying like a child.

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑯𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑮𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒙𝒚 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 as he seats himself on the Reverie's velvet seats. When the man began to speak and retell the stories of his grand adventures; it was OBVIOUS that he had the bellboy's full attention. His violet hues were solely focused on the man as he leaned forwards; eagerly taking in every single little detail.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤNever ever had he heard of these ' BLEEDING BULLS ' before ! None of the other guests had mentioned such a dangerous group of people at all ! Then again, not many people would be willing to throw themselves into harm's way and to stand up for the good of the people. He was definitely LUCKY to be able to hear a tale such as this !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWhat happened NEXT ? I mean, I suppose you won since you're here to tell the taleㅤ—ㅤbut what happened NEXT ?ㅤ❜

@badrcputation

— "Listen real close then, kiddo." He gives Misha a pat on the head and takes a seat nearby in the lounge. "I got a tale for ya that'll blow yer mind."

"There was this dangerous outlaw gang, by the name of The Bleeding Bulls. Most vicious bandits the planet has ever seen. I was just passin' by a quaint li'l town when they attacked." As he talks, Boothill slaps his hands on his knees. "These forkers never spared a single soul if they tried to stand in their way. Pew pew," he gestures with finger guns, "bullets were flyin', folks were runnin' for their lives, and guess what this old cowboy did?" He points at himself with a thumb, a proud toothy grin sitting on his face.

"I did what any other fearless son of a gun would do, and I challenged their leader to a duel."

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‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒇 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒌𝒆. Of course, there was no longer the danger of getting in trouble at work. But still, he didn't wish to inconvenience the rest of the Trailblazers after they had allowed him to board the Astral Express; MISTER SUNDAY included.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤOkay ! But please DON'T worry about me too much, Mister Sunday ! I'll be okay !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤClearly, old habits weren't going away anytime soon as he politely bowed to the man before scurrying off. He takes care not to drag the chairs across the meticulously polished floors as he carries it over to the first of the shelves. With a clean rag in hand, he CLIMBS on top of the chair.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤOhㅤ—ㅤokay, it was a LITTLE taller than he was anticipating. But that wasn't a problem ! He's encountered these sorts of situations PLENTY of times in the Reverie ! He just had to stand on his tippy toes to see all the dust ! And now he was doing just that.

flaxen gaze follows misha's towards the shelves in question, amused by the boy's genuine thought process of how he'd clean them. usually the trailblazer or mr. yang were tasked with cleaning them on account of how tall they were, but for those obsessed with cleanliness such as them, simply leaving them for a monthly cleaning certainly wouldn't do. his gaze flicks back to the boy at the casual admittance of him standing on chairs to clean, eyebrows raising in surprise.

❝ you... actually have done that ? ❞ a part of him wishes he knew this when they were both in penacony so he could've done something about that, but he shakes the thought away a moment later. he could at least be there now for misha in case anything happened. sighing, the halovian just nodded instead, deciding not to insist.

❝ well, if you're confident, i trust your ability. though, please allow me to stand by just in case anything does happen. ❞

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑰𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒖𝒕 random names and organizations in HOPES of those people backing him and his words. Truly, all of it almost seemed completely outlandish ! She should have called the rest of the guards right in that very moment ! But surely, this man wouldn't have been that much of a FOOL. Getting more names involved would require far more verificationㅤ—ㅤand if even one person disproved any of his claims, it would have established him as UNTRUSTWORTHY even further.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤShe's heard of WILDFIRE at least. She didn't know much about the organizationㅤ—ㅤbut LADY BRONYA had spoken positively about the group after her experiences in the Underground. Of course, she would still have to check with every single person the man was listing off though. Geez, she would definitely have to work overtime to get this doneㅤ—ㅤand postpone herㅤ—ㅤcreative writing for the time being.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤAzure hues blink upon the offer the man gave her. All of those duties that he had spoken of WOULD benefit the Silvermane Guards. Yet, most of them were already covered by the Silvermane Guards themselves. Except . . .

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWell, I suppose you COULD help with delivery if you're truly as valiant and noble as you say. I'LL still have to accompany you though.ㅤ❜

     A  few  hasty  nods,  he  understands  that  out  of  anyone  involved  with  what  occurred  prior  to  the  loss  of  Cocolia,  he's  the  least  likely  to  be  believed  for  doing  anything  worthwhile  for  all  of  Belobog.  However,  one  could  argue  that  he's  helped  out  the  Underworld  plenty...  ❝  That's  fine  by  me.  Even  the  grassroots  group  down  below...  Wildfire  ?   They'd  be  able  to  put  a  word  or  two  in  for  me.  ❞   The  name  likely  means  nothing  but  if  one  were  to  venture  into  an  explanation  of  their  place  in  society  down  there,  they'd  be  heroes  too.  It's  a  little  wrong  for  him  to  take  advantage  of  such  status,  but  he  did  in  fact  lend  them  a  hand...  For  a  price.

     Hugging  his  arms  to  his  chest,  he  tilts  his  head  in  thought.  Conman  hadn't  thought  this  far  ahead,  but  he  should've  expected  that  an  encounter  with  this  intelligence  officer  would've  meant  she'd  be  meticulous  in  her  line  of  questioning.   ❝  Well,  I'm  sure  every  guard  is  used  to  seeing  me   &&   automatically  assuming  I'm  up  to  no  good...  That's  why  we're  chatting  right  now,  isn't  it  ?   ❞   Brief  pause,  emeralds  dart  to  the  ground,  sweeping  as  he  looks  for  anything  to  grasp.   ❝  I  could  uh...  Clean  some  weapons,  shine  some  boots...  Maybe  even  deliver  some  rations  to  the  guards  that  are  stationed  out  further.  It's  too  cold  for  most,  but  I  wouldn't  mind.  ❞

2018-02-10

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝑯𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒈𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒙𝒊𝒆𝒔. The Family was already aware of the group's notorietyㅤ—ㅤand that was how HE recognized the woman. Technically, neither she nor any of the other Stellaron Hunters had broken any of Penacony's laws yetㅤ—ㅤso there really was no reason for alarm at the very moment. For now, the woman was JUST ANOTHER guest of the Sweet Dream and he would definitely treat her as such.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤWhen the woman calls out to the child however; THAT was when he would shoot her a look of CONFUSION. It was an everyday occurrence for guests to request the workers of the Reverie for assistance. Yet somehow, it seemed as if this woman wanted HIS help specifically.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤCertainly, Miss ! I'd be GLAD to help you and your friend !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe boy speaks; giving the woman a FRIENDLY smile. Surely, nothing would come of this ! It would just be ANOTHER DAY on the job !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWhat would YOU and YOUR FRIEND like ?ㅤ❜

@indeliblepromise ♥'d for a starter For Misha

"Don't worry about me, okay~?" The way she speaks directly to him, her presence differing from the norm. Calm and collected, something she uses to imply comfort. The kid caught her eye quickly, perhaps too quickly. As if she were here to serve a purpose. As luck would have it, that's precisely why she's here. She doesn't approach him, but he was in-fact the one she was looking for.

Rosy pink hues make contact and she places her hands upon her hips, one quickly draping downward and relaxing limp at her side now. "I think you're exactly who I came here looking for, relax. I'm not here for anything bad."

True as it was that the Stellaron Hunters were an omen, foretelling some tragedy everywhere they went. Whether others knew that or not, Kafka certainly did. Things were certainly going to ramp up in Penacony. Not quite yet, but she needed to be here in this moment and no other. "Say, kiddo. Can I ask you for a few teensy favors?" She chuckled softly. "They're for a very dear friend of mine, I think you'll be meeting them soon."

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒆; one that he was telling both himself and the other. The truth was; he wasn't even REAL like he had always believed he was. ' Misha ' was nothing more than the his Grandpa's, the WATCHMAKER'S last desperate attempt to save Penacony. Once the Planet of Festivities was saved from the clutches of the Order, the Watchmaker's final wishes would be fulfilled. There would be NOTHING ELSE left for him to do.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤHe was surprised he was still around after the current Trailblazers finally lead him to the truth of his existence. He couldn't find Gallagher no matter how hard he looked. Clearly, HIS job was done. But maybe the Watchmaker's soul still couldn't rest until he knew for certain that Penacony was SAFE.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤIt wasㅤ—ㅤstrange. The Watchmaker had done so much in his life. There was no doubt that he DESERVED to rest. And yet, maybe it was just that trailblazing spirit he had been endowed with but the little memetic entity that strayed from his bubble still wanted to do MORE. Oh well, he would just have to accept that at some point; his time in Penacony with Gath would have ended.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThat isㅤ—ㅤuntil . . .

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe boy's periwinkle hues BLINK; confused at the sudden shift in his friend's demeanor and the even stranger question. What was he asking such a question for NOW ? For conversation ? For sentimental value and nostalgia ? To talk about his Grandpa's adventures just a bit more ?

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWellㅤ—ㅤ I - I think you already KNOW the answer to that question ! But I wanted to go TRAILBLAZING like Grandpa did ! It would have been really nice to see the planets outside Penacony just like he did !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤIt would have been even BETTER if I had been able to do that with you and Mister Gallagher and Sleepie !ㅤ❜

@indeliblepromise asked:

“ i’m not going to leave you. ” ( Misha and Garth )

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"Y-Yeah I know...I know..." But that was as far from the truth as it came, wasn't it? He'd known that this day would have to come eventually, that everything they'd all been working towards had lead up to this moment - but the reality of the situation was hitting him rather hard now. When this was all over - he'd be on his own. He'd be the last one here, to survive and watch over the new dream as it took form...as that was all he could do, right? He bit hard on the inside of his cheek, before rushing over and pulling Misha into his arms, holding him tightly, as though somehow that would make everything alright again. But he was going to fade away soon. Gallagher was already gone. Once the stellaron was fully sealed away, Misha too would fade away...but he wouldn't, would he? He doubted it. IX had plans still in store for him - nothing that he understood, but he knew that was why he was still...alive, if it could even be called that.

"...this is so unfair", he couldn't help but to whine, knowing it was pointless, but in far too much pain to stop himself from voicing his thoughts, the skies above them filling with rainclouds as he lost his control of the nearby memoria, Garth silently pulling them to the side into some shelter, as the clouds burst and a rare rainstorm fell over the dreamflux reef.

"Sorry, sorry...", slowly, he pulled back, wiping away his tears and trying to give the other a smile, "...I always knew...this was to come. I always told myself that it was what you'd want...you and the Watchmaker...that you both more than earned your rest...but, is it so bad? That I don't want to be alone? Even my father's presence is gone now...everythings changing, all too quickly. I can't keep up. I don't know what I'm supposed to be doing next!". It wasn't fair on Misha to be breaking down like this, but now that he'd started, he found that he couldn't quite stop the words from pouring out. For so long he's simply been thankful for the peace that had been offered by his real family...and now he was watching them all fade away...it was okay for him to feel this pain, right? It was okay for him to want this part of the dream to never end...right? Sighing, he wiped at his eyes more, trying to think over everything that he knew about the dreamscape, all that he'd learned from both his father and the Watchmaker, a slight frown forming as an idea slowly started to form. It was selfish, foolish, no doubt dangerous...how badly did IX want him to remain alive? "...Misha", suddenly his voice was filled with determination, crimson eyes shining slightly, "What do you want? What is your dream? Your wish?".

When you do draw Misha and Gallagher again please like tag me in the replies or smthn I would get so excited 🙏

:"""D i'll do

also he's making juice juice cocktail

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑯𝒆'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒆. It's tempting. It's REALLY tempting. The massive ship reminded him of Clockie's ship, The Compass. Oh, he couldn't help but recall all of the stories of those wonderful adventures Clockie told him about his adventures on the Compass with his friends ! The appearance of the ship made him think of his seafaring GRANDPA as well. Even if he knew by now that his Grandpa was not a seafarer but a TRAILBLAZER. Those two things were still pretty close !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤButㅤ—ㅤno. NO ! Shouldn't he have at least been a little responsible about this ? Trailblazing was about taking risks butㅤ—ㅤnot THAT many risks !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤU - Umㅤ—ㅤI'd LOVE to ! But shouldn't I wait for my FRIENDS first ?ㅤ❜

ི 𝄞 ྀ ⋆･. ˳ . @indeliblepromise : granted luffy for a unprompted quest!

“ Just come aboard the Going Merry!! you know you want to! it'll be super fun, I'll even give you a tour, it's even bigger up here!! ”

the captain shouted as he stood on the edge of the ship. giving the Going Merry a good few slaps to encourage the other to join him on the ship.

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒇𝒂𝒖𝒍𝒕, 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚. Maybe he shouldn't have just pinned such a PRICELESS POSSESSION to his clothing of all things. Between putting the POCKET WATCH in such a haphazard place and being responsible for keeping forty - eight sectors of a massive hotel neat and tidy, a disaster like this would have certainly struck at some point.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤGeez, where could he have POSSIBLY dropped the pocket watch ? How many sectors had he even cleaned today ? The pocket watch could be ANYWHERE. Searching for the thing would have taken just as much time; if not longer than cleaning the hotel !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤButㅤ—ㅤit seemed like he WOULDN'T have to search the entire Reverie.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤOh ! Yes, Miss ! I was ! Thank you !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe gratitude on his face was oh so visible as he takes the prized possession back and strings it to his side once more. He would have to figure out a BETTER place to attach the pocket watch while still keeping it on his person.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤThat watch was from my GRANDPA, so I really can't thank you enough ! Are you staying at the hotel, Miss ?ㅤ❜

@indeliblepromise Liked for a Starter Call from Elise.

"Oh?You must be little Misha correct?Here you happened to lose this thing."

Smilling the young lady handled the other the item he lost.

Hey guys, want to know something really embarrassing ?

I've not played Pela's companion quest. Or the museum event. I've been winging her based of what little we saw in the Trailblaze missions.... and I guess by extension, the recent trash can event where we had to fight with trashcans. That's why her about page is just lorem ipsum text.

I'm so great at playing this game !

I know I cannot wrap my arms around a memory but I still like to try

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒘 ! 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚. And that was his last work duty of the day too ! Now, he could get back to his home back at Dreamflux Reef and settle in for the night. Orㅤ—ㅤstay up until ungodly hours of the night TINKERING with various gadgets. No wonder he was always tired at work. Maybe he should start going to bed EARLIER.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤSo lost in his thoughts that the child had been that he hardly even noticed the man until he SPOKE UP. The slightest jump escapes him before he quickly readjusts himself and gives the man a FRIENDLY smile.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤOh ! Well, maybe ! But I DON'T mind ! I like talking to the Dreamchasersㅤ—ㅤand the extra money is nice ! So you don't have to worry about me, Sir !ㅤ❜

@indeliblepromise -- ;

So, this was the magnificent Dreamscape he'd heard so much about.

The Golden Hour was... beautiful, honestly. The cascading signs, the bright shocks of neon, the mellow glow suffused the streets like rivers of gold while countless storefronts boasted their wares amid towering skyscrapers, roads buzzing with people and blitzing Spheroids. Were it not for his disapproval of what the Dreamscape did, he would've happily lingered there for quite some time. Yet, in exploring the glittering, gold metropolis, Clear appeared like a phantom from behind a crossing passerby and in Misha's view.

"...Aren't you a little young to be workin', kid?"

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒇 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 stare the man up and down before he gives the man a BRIGHT SMILE. That was right, this man was one of the GUESTS that was invited to the Charmony festival ! It was great to see a familiar face !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤOh ! Yes, you came to the Charmony Festival ! I'm really glad you were able to ENJOY itㅤ—ㅤeven with the complications.ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThis man was the one from the Intelligentsia Guild, right ! There was no doubt that he probably COULD teach him a lot of things. Now what HE could teach the man, he wasn't sure.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤIf I didn't introduce myself before, my name is MISHA ! I - I'm not sure what I could teach you, but I'll do my best, sir !ㅤ❜

— "Huh. I remember you." Hands on his hips, he looks over the kid. He did have the resemblance to the Watchmaker indeed... quite a cute little one. A smile creeps up onto his face.

"I do hope I don't intimidate you. I believe we could teach eachother a thing or two." He did not take into consideration that the Express would have a new passenger... he should have brought the appropriate gifts.

@indeliblepromise // sc.

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