(Inspired by a drawing made by Clover_Noir on twitter of the same name. It gave me Fire vibes for some reason-)
Fire is made by @creatively-cosmic for their story, Missing Numbers. They have an ask blog called @themissingnumbers, so please go check them out if anybody sees this.
I'm worried about the temperatures up here interfering with the drone feedback. We're, uh, having a lot of errors on our end. That's all there is to it. Trust me. Could you just do me a huge favor and take him out of his ball? Please?
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Red looks nervous at the requests. He visibly hesitates, hovering his hand over a pokeball on his belt.
“… You all really want to see him that badly…?”
He takes a deep breath, and grabs it.
“….. Only for a moment.”
He lifts it up, and in a flash of light, the dragon-like Pokemon is released from it’s Pokeball. It looks around uneasily, it’s gaze landing on its trainer expectantly. You can see it breathing heavily, and… Shivering.
“He’s a bit feisty, but he’s a fine partner…” Red explains, “We’ve been together since day one. But you have to understand, he-”
With a particularly bad gust of wind, it winces.
CHARIZARD is buffeted by the hail!
It grunts in pain, the flame on its tail flickering and dimming as the freezing wind hurts it. In what almost seems like a panic, Red quickly returns it to its Pokeball, it’s time out nothing but a fleeting moment.
“I’m… I know what you’re trying to do.” Red mutters, “And I’m sorry. I can’t do that to him.”
“The only Pokemon unbothered by the cold this high up are ice types- the ones truly adapted to a climate like this. … A fire Pokemon can help keep you warm, of course, but up here, they’re freezing, too… They could get hurt again. …So I keep him in his ball.”
“….. Fire’s a nice nickname, by the way. you can call me whatever you’d like.”
<p>I'm worried about the temperatures up here interfering with the drone feedback. We're, uh, having a lot of errors on our end. That's all there is to it. Trust me. Could you just do me a huge favor and take him out of his ball? Please?</p>
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Red looks nervous at the requests. He visibly hesitates, hovering his hand over a pokeball on his belt.
“… You all really want to see him that badly…?”
He takes a deep breath, and grabs it.
“….. Only for a moment.”
He lifts it up, and in a flash of light, the dragon-like Pokemon is released from it’s Pokeball. It looks around uneasily, it’s gaze landing on its trainer expectantly. You can see it breathing heavily, and… Shivering.
“He’s a bit feisty, but he’s a fine partner…” Red explains, “We’ve been together since day one. But you have to understand, he-”
With a particularly bad gust of wind, it winces.
CHARIZARD is buffeted by the hail!
It grunts in pain, the flame on its tail flickering and dimming as the freezing wind hurts it. In what almost seems like a panic, Red quickly returns it to its Pokeball, it’s time out nothing but a fleeting moment.
“I’m… I know what you’re trying to do.” Red mutters, “And I’m sorry. I can’t do that to him.”
“The only Pokemon unbothered by the cold this high up are ice types- the ones truly adapted to a climate like this. … A fire Pokemon can help keep you warm, of course, but up here, they’re freezing, too… They could get hurt again. …So I keep him in his ball.”
“….. Fire’s a nice nickname, by the way. you can call me whatever you’d like.”
<p>("Warm at any cost" huh...? Hmm.... Gonna pocket that one for later...)</p><p>Hey Red, is there a particular Pokemon type your fond of? I personally have an affinity for Fairy types! What about you?</p>
“I’ve always tried to have a well-balanced team… Bias towards a single type can open up glaring weak points in battle.”
“That said… I do have a fondness for Fire types. In fact…”
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“My very first Pokemon was Charmander. He’s still on my team.”
<a href="https://possiblyfunny.tumblr.com/" style="text-decoration:underline;">possiblyfunny</a>:
<p>Hey, Red… Do you have anyone you miss from off the mountain? Like, any friends or family? If I see one of them, maybe I could say hi for you…? I-If you’d like, of course.</p>
Red looks up to the camera, but before the question can even transfer through the mic-
The feed goes to static, an odd error popping up on the screen.
Just as quickly as the error came though, it leaves just as fast.
And soon. the feed returns, like nothing happened in the first place.
“… I’m- I’m sorry, I didn’t… Could you repeat that?”
Alright, you said you won’t leave unless needed… But like, I’m confident it’s gotta be below zero up there! At the very least, do you need anything up there? Some blankets? A tent? Firewood? Some soup? What’s your favorite soup?
[scrounges around for a pen and pad to jot down a possible answer]
You can find a pen and paper pretty easily on the desk you’re settled at- the lab may be a disaster, but there’s no shortage of supplies for recording.
Not that it ends up being necessary…
“i don’t need anything. the cold is no concern. i do not have a preferred soup… i don’t need to eat.”
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“you really don’t need to deliver anything. i don’t need anything. i really…..”
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“no- No, please. You shouldn’t come. It’s dangerous, you’d….“
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Red completely freezes at the question. The only noise you hear is… Soft, and comes from the other end of the feed, unlike the ghostly voice you’ve become accustomed to.
<p>Alright, you said you won’t leave unless needed… But like, I’m confident it’s gotta be below zero up there! At the very least, do you need anything up there? Some blankets? A tent? Firewood? Some soup? What’s your favorite soup?</p><p><br></p><p>[scrounges around for a pen and pad to jot down a possible answer]</p>
You can find a pen and paper pretty easily on the desk you’re settled at- the lab may be a disaster, but there’s no shortage of supplies for recording.
Not that it ends up being necessary…
“i don’t need anything. the cold is no concern. i do not have a preferred soup… i don’t need to eat.”
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“you really don’t need to deliver anything. i don’t need anything. i really…..”
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“no- No, please. You shouldn’t come. It’s dangerous, you’d….“
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Red completely freezes at the question. The only noise you hear is… Soft, and comes from the other end of the feed, unlike the ghostly voice you’ve become accustomed to.
<a href="https://colorfulbrownies.tumblr.com/" style="text-decoration:underline;">colorfulbrownies</a>:
<p>Not sure who told you those words red, but I'm sure your needed by a lot of people! even if you don't believe it, I know you are.</p>
… Despite his distress mere moments ago, he seems completely at ease again- moreso than he has this entire time. The voice is completely flat, now- devoid of all emotion.
“… perhaps i should rephrase.”
“i do not leave unless my presence is necessary. it is not a matter of self worth, or of words another has told me. it’s simply a fact. we cannot change this.”
<a href="https://sparklingdemon.tumblr.com/" style="text-decoration:underline;">sparklingdemon</a>:
<p>So… Red. What can you tell us about that girl we saw with you? And please don't try to hide her from us, we got a pretty clear image of her on our camera.</p>
The camera feed suddenly glitches out again, overtaken by static and flickering wildly between red, gold, and cuts to black.
The only thing that pierces through the corruption is Red’s wide eyed stare.
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… And as if nothing had happened, the feed resumes. His voice returns in an even tone.
A Blue Tears take/continuation/entry in our personal pokepasta lore.
CW: Graphic depiction of murder via repeated stabbing.
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Before Blue, stands the original Champion of Kanto. It’s a sight he knows all too well- standing still as stone on the raised platform, back to him and the rest of the world as he stares blankly at the sky. The perfect image of solitude, willingly oblivious to the world that’s so far below him.
He doesn’t turn as he hears footsteps approaching, but knows all too well that he isn’t alone.
I grit my teeth. I don’t care enough to bother hesitating in my approach anymore. I walk up behind him, and as he only just starts to turn, I grab him by his shoulder and force him to face me.
Woah! You okay, man? Hey, sorry, I didn't mean to freak you out. Maybe we got off on the wrong foot here. Jumping right into questions, and all - sorry about that. It's nice to meet you.
Despite everything, he seems to relax a slight, letting out a slow breath…
“Likewise, [ANONYMOUS]. And please, don’t apologize… Your questions are fine.”
“what i am needed for now is answering them. do not stop your inquiries.”
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“……. aside from this. i apologize, but ive no answer to give. i am completely alone here.”
<p>Woah! You okay, man? Hey, sorry, I didn't mean to freak you out. Maybe we got off on the wrong foot here. Jumping right into questions, and all - sorry about that. It's nice to meet you.</p>
Despite everything, he seems to relax a slight, letting out a slow breath…
“Likewise, [ANONYMOUS]. And please, don’t apologize… Your questions are fine.”
“what i am needed for now is answering them. do not stop your inquiries.”
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“……. aside from this. i apologize, but ive no answer to give. i am completely alone here.”
oh uh. how'd you say that? if that's not. rude to ask i mean- maybe you just a fan of ventriloquism?
His expression drops a slight. He almost seems… annoyed?
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“i don’t understand what you mean. this is how i’ve always spoken to you.”
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‘Something else.’ He stiffens at the question, his eyes widening. He’s just a human. He’s just a man he’s just human he’s just himself he’s just a human just human just himself he’s just he’s just he’s he h he’s ju s t
<p>oh uh. how'd you say that? if that's not. rude to ask i mean- maybe you just a fan of ventriloquism?</p>
His expression drops a slight. He almost seems… annoyed?
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“i don’t understand what you mean. this is how i’ve always spoken to you.”
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‘Something else.’ He stiffens at the question, his eyes widening. He’s just a human. He’s just a man he’s just human he’s just himself he’s just a human just human just himself he’s just he’s just he’s he h he’s ju s t
<a href="https://possiblyfunny.tumblr.com/" style="text-decoration:underline;">possiblyfunny</a>:
<p><i>Well that wasn’t weird at all-</i> Better write that down and get to it. <i>How does this microphone work…? Ah-</i> There we go.</p><p><i>Ahem- </i>Hello?</p>
… The figure doesn’t even so much as look to acknowledge you. From a distance, he seems so still, you could mistake him as a part of the mountain itself.
Just as motionless, lifeless, and frozen as every stone and snowflake settled around him at this peak.
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But calling his name makes him stir.
“… cold.”
His voice is almost a whisper, yet it seems all-encompassing, swirling around you like a cold wind. It almost seems as though it has not come from the monitor, but from the very air around you… Like frost, it bites at you with a distinct chill, running down your spine and leaving you shivering.
But still, you can see how his mouth does not open as he answers.
We got an ask on our artblog where someone was curious about our teams and heights. Figured it’d be alright to put here then reblog.
First, teams- we used Pokecharms for simplicity’s sake. Things we couldn’t portray with it are the Secret Seventh Members (Blue’s Raticate, and Leaf’s Banette), and actual Glitch Pokemon for Red. Red’s team is moreso a single MissingNo that takes multiple shapes, and it’s more an extension of himself that an obedient Pokemon. I approximated to the fossil Pokemon and a Ghost lol
And heights! Red is the tallest, Blue is the shortest.
So you are a boy, then? Very good. You are the face of the new generation. You were designed to be beloved by all, and rest assured, you will be. You are the protagonist that everyone knows. You are the hero that everyone loves. No ill fate will befall you. This world revolves around you, after all.
So you are a girl, then? I see. Unfortunately, your presence was deemed unnecessary for the new generation. Still, many took a shining to you, didn’t they? And you’re quite persistent… Oh, alright. But your presence won’t come without a cost. Lucky that you’re such a strong, independent young lady, hm? And nothing more.
Er, what was his name again? Oh, right- Blue! This is your rival. Your very first rival, in fact! How exciting! Though he’s set a bit of a troublesome precedent for the archetype, it seems everyone remembers him… Do keep an eye on him, would you? It seems like he’s always getting into trouble. That boy never learns.
Oh… I deeply apologize. It appears this data is invalid. Pokemon Red? Oh, no no no. We ought to let the past stay buried, don’t you think? Things have only gotten bigger and better!
THIS world is kinder to them. THIS world is far more stable. THIS world is so much better. THIS world is where they’re supposed to be.
THAT world… And you, unfortunately… Are all far beyond salvaging. There’s no place for you.
Please accept this fact. We can’t afford you breaking anything.
Your team consists of: DODRIO, NIDORAN, KINGDRA, OMANYTE, MAGIKARP, and PIKACHU.
Yellow’s story is inspired by a series of glitches in Pokemon Yellow.
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> STEVEN WATANABE
YOUR NAME WAS STE______ STOUGHTON. YOU RAN AWAY WITH YOUR BROTHER TO START A NEW LIFE. YOU BOTH CHANGED YOUR NAMES, AND LIVED IN PALETTE TOWN. YOU BOTH WERE SO HAPPY. YOU LOVED HIM. YOU LOVED YOUR POKEMON. YOU LOVED YOUR LIFE. YOU WERE SO GREAT.
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