wintercrazed | The Pokemon Meme

The Meme

You are now on a quest to be the very best trainer in all the land! In your own, special way. I mean, everyone has their own thing they seek in the Pokemon world, right? Some want to gather badges. Other people participate in contests! Still others decide to devote their life to research and becoming a Pokemon Professor.

1. You're in a Pokemon battle! Is it a friendly battle? Is it a heated match between destined rivals? Or are you just mugging some preschoolers for their lunch money?

2. Either 1 went pretty well and you're just chillaxing, or 1 went pretty poorly and you're recuperating and healing up, or maybe you have no idea what I'm talking about when I say 1 because you didn't just fight a Pokemon battle. Regardless of the reasons, you are now at a Pokemon Center.

3. You are traveling on some route or another and enjoying the scenic vistas and the epic scenery of wherever you are. Or maybe you're getting ready to camp out for a while? Well. You're just stopping and smelling the metaphorical roses.

4. You are lost. So this is kind of like 3 except it's less enjoying the ride and more going oh crap what is this this is a cave I wasn't supposed to go into a cave was I? I can't use surf how am I supposed to get through this lake crap.

5. You're participating in a contest! You're getting ready to, you're appealing, you're sabotaging your competition, whatever it takes to get that ribbon.

6. You are somehow involved with a Pokemon Daycare. Maybe your Pokemon is expecting? Maybe you've got this...this egg you gotta haul about until it hatches. Or maybe you don't have enough cash to get your beloved Rattata back so now you're mugging preschoolers for their lunch money. It's a very dark and dire business you're involved with.

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[In staying still, Annie only feels herself becoming more anxious, so she turns away from the stump to continue heading in the direction she had initially wandered. At least with her feet moving, she feels as though she is accomplishing something, even if it is only to stray farther from where she should be going. Eventually, she has to reach something or someone.

The trees she passes stand firm and still, yet, as she continues pressing on, the shadows among them seem to shift unnaturally in her peripheral vision. Already unsettled feeling so lost, Annie bows her head forward and draws her shoulders up as her pace declines gradually. Not even the leaves above seem to be whispering to the wind anymore. Yet somehow, the trees do not feel as empty as they appear...

Her gaze turns as she searches around her, but it is as she focuses forward that Annie is met with the rather startling sight of two glowing blue lights ahead. Her strides freeze as she gasps in a soft breath to hold in her chest with her fingers curling against the fabric of her pink sweater.

Are those eyes...?]

[The mysterious eyes don't appear to move from their spot, instead only the area around them continues to ripple like smoke. A dark, inky smoke that blends into the area as if reality itself can't even contain it. They give an intense, icy glare at the lost girl, a kind of anger that's difficult to miss.

It stays like that for a good while, stationary, almost to the point where this might as well be an illusion. After all, the imagination does terrible things to those in the dark. The way they never blink, the way they never move--

Except no, they are moving. Now they are, anyway. After floating there for seemingly forever, the bizarre pair of eyes slowly begin to sink down to the forest floor until their swallowed by the very shadows themselves.

Just like that, they were gone.]

[Frozen by that stare of those eyes, Annie gets the distinct feeling that she has blundered her way to somewhere she should not be. Only her need for fresh oxygen causes her to move, and even that is limited to the lift and fall of her sternum. The eyes are staring right at her, and her own dark eyes are fixated in that gaze with fear.

Then, those blue lights move. Flinching back to life, Annie begins to step backwards as those eyes sink to the ground, not taking her own gaze from them until they have entirely vanished into the shadows. Only once they have disappeared from sight does she look anywhere else. Searching the area ahead of her first, Annie turns her head side to side as she continues to back up until she runs directly into the trunk of a tree with her back. She lets out a startled yelp, but feels too afraid to run with no idea of which direction she should go.]

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