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Location: Helplessly following Kira
Born: 21 June 2003
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- Making my characters suffer for no apparent reason
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Local Time: May 24 2018, 05:57 PM
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May 17 2018, 05:00 PM
It was... Actually a quiet day today. Blue gazed out the window, glancing out into the street. It seemed pretty tame. There were people talking, some shopping, and some stray pokemon prancing about. For once, angry fights weren't breaking out.
A small smile spread across the girl's face. She glanced over her shoulder, expecting to see Chuck or Fleet. Nobody was there, though. Chuck was out fishing with Scotch and Whiskey, and only Arceus knew where Fleet was... It felt sort of lonely with no humans to talk to.
Blue's gaze shifted over to the side of the room, where her team of pokemon were in a big sleeping pile. A light laugh escaped the tiny girl as she once again returned to looking out the window.
Suddenly, the urge to go out rushed through her. It was such a nice day, and nobody else was around here. Plus, she hadn't even really gotten into any violent situations lately.
A bold smile flashed upon Blue's face. She quickly began to grab her backpack and threw on her worn out shoes. Once that was settled, the girl rushed out the door and onto the placid streets of Oasis. Her pokemon still remained in the house, sleeping soundly.
Of course there were stares. There always was. There always will be. Blue walked boldly through the street, but she never dared to meet someone in the eye. She could hear someone mutter something, but she couldn't tell what it was.
Blue let out a small sigh. She was used to this, but that never meant she didn't like it. Still, she tried her best to smile.
As she was walking, Blue tried to take note of the area and details of the building. She didn't really plan on leeching off of Chuck forever; he didn't deserve to have to deal with her. Maybe she could try and find an empty house..? Well, that could be a good goal today.
Well, how would she even tell if a house was unoccupied?.. Heck. What would happen if she tried to build a house in an alley? Where would she even get the supplies? Blue began to awkwardly sweat as her thoughts and concerns continued.
A sudden foreign voice sent Blue jumping up slightly. She quickly spun around, a face just inches from hers awaiting her. A taller woman glared down at her, eyes narrowed and teeth bared in some sort of creepy scowl and smile combo. Blue immediately stepped back.
"Yes, Ma'am?" Blue murmured to the towering lady. She backed up once more as the stranger tried to huddle closer. "The fuck you doing out here?" She asked bluntly. The tiny girl flinched up, and her smile vanished.
"U-Um... I live here?" She whispered, chuckling nervously. Her laughing was cut off as the tall lady yanked violently on Blue's hair. The girl let out a series of squeaks as she was once again inches away from the other's face.
"You sure about that, buddy?" The stranger hissed, eyes twitching. Panic quickly began to infest the girl's head. As Blue tried to pull away, the grip on her hair tightened. "H-Hey! Can you let go?" She squeaked.
To her surprise, the hand yanking her forwards was released. Blue stumbled back, and winced. The stranger growled, and stepped forwards. "What makes you think you can infest this nice street, immigrant?" She hissed.
Blue gulped, and glanced around. Nothing seemed to be happening. Some people were now glancing upon the scene, however. "... Uh. I'm not even doing anything, though..?" Blue replied softly.
Another growl rumbled from the stranger. Her hands balled into fists. The other girl's eyes widened. Nope, not dealing with this today. Nope, nope, nope. Blue quickly spun and tried to bolt away.
"Oh no you don't, you smartass!"
Blue let out a short screech as a violent tug came from her hood. She stumbled back, and another hand grabbed her right arm. Before long, the girl had fallen on the ground and was now being dragged by this total stranger.
When Blue struggled to get out of the woman's grasp, the hand tugging at her hood changed to dragging by her hair. After a minute of screams and sharp pain, the hand went back to tugging at the hood. Blue stopped fighting at that point.
... Where were they even going? The girl glanced around, searching for any sign of familiarity. Her eyes still stood wide compared to the dull-eyed witnesses. She glanced up to her attacker, who was too busy trying to drag the smaller girl's weight to notice the clearly visible panic.
Once again, Blue tried to look for a familiar face. She noticed a duo of children, and turned her head towards them. "Help." She began to mouth repeatedly. Unfortunely for the girl, the children just shrugged and turned away.
The painful dragging continued for a few more minutes. Rocks and dirt were stuck to Blue's jeans, and her arm felt like it was going to ripped off. Still, the woman didn't pause for a moment.
Finally, Blue built up the stupid courage to speak. "... Can you please let go of me? It really hurts."
She automatically turned her head as she finished her question, as she expected some terrifying glare to go her way. Instead, the grip on her arm and hood was released. Blue slumped onto the ground for a few moments, and then began to attempt to stand up.
A harsh kick sent the girl back onto the floor, her shoulder swelling in pain. She stayed put, afraid of trying again. Suddenly, the woman began to speak. "So... Where do you come from? A thing as disgusting as you can't be from Oasis."
Blue held back a remark and remained quiet for a minute. Another kick came to her side. The girl let out a loud whimper as the tall lady continued speaking. "Answer me!"
"I-I-I don't know! I just appeared here randomly!" Blue raised her head from the dirt to reply immediately. She squeaked as her hair was once again grabbed. She was forced to face this stranger. Said stranger would seem pretty to Blue if it weren't for the fact that she was dragging and kicking her.
"Oh, really!? And what makes you think you can just cause trouble as soon as you get here?"
Blue began to cough as she tried to respond. Her voice was soft but fear-infested. "N-no! I never w-wanted to cause any trouble, I swear!"
The girl was finally beginning to cry, and the other barely seemed fazed. "Hah! Really? You invade the home of one of our townsfolk, you cause trouble in our bar, and you bring fucking demons into our town! Do you really think you aren't trouble!?"
Blue's face was hysterical in fear and sadness. Her eyes were wide and her face began to become caked in tears, but she was still smiling. The stranger grunted, and let go of the girl's hair. Her face met the ground, and little spots of red formed on her cheeks.
"Why the hell are you even wearing a jacket? It's hot out here." A little excuse was muttered before Blue felt tugging on her jacket. No no no no. Before long, the hot rays from the sun hit her arms. A pink t-shirt brightened in the light.
Blue quickly shuffled up, trying to stand up and face her attacker. The tall woman held her jacket tightly in her grip. The girl grabbed her arms, and backed up from the other. But as the woman started to try and tear the sleeves, Blue immediately rushed forwards.
The jacket was held out of her reach, staring mockingly down at her. Blue tried to jump up and grab it, but no success came to her. "Hey! Give me that!" She pleaded during one of her attempts.
The stranger laughed. Blue paused, and stared at her dead in the eye. A few life-lasting seconds passed, and she went back to her jumping. "Please! Give it back!"
"And why? You're going to die of heat stroke if you're so obsessed with having this. Then again, you would be better off dead, anyways."
"I know that, now give it back." Blue whimpered loudly. The woman blinked, and lowered the jacket down. The girl's face brightened. But as she reached out to grab it, it was yanked out of reach into the air.
Several more minutes of this passed, and the woman clearly became increasingly bored. Finally, with a roll of her eyes, she spoke. "Okay, okay. I'll make a deal. You get your stupid jacket if you let me... Give you some little tattoos."
Blue gulped. She didn't really like the tone going with that, no matter how much she wanted her coat back. She dared to question. "And I-if I don't..?"
"Your jacket is tore to shreds and I give you them anyways. Who knows, I might accidentally break your arm as well." The woman smiled, and stepped forward. "Was that an invitation?"
"N-No!" Blue sputtered, drawing herself back. She stopped, and wiped off the tears clouding her eyes with her wrist. "I-I-I mean, yeah. I'll sit still... Just give me my jacket please."
The woman's insane expression failed to stay, and her smile only remained light. It looked as if nothing wrong. Well, there wasn't. For her, anyways.
Blue sighed, and reached for her jacket once again. It was yanked from her grasp, and a finger was waved in her face. "Nope, not until I get my end of this."
The woman blinked, and sat down on the dirt and the jacket. Blue hesitantly sat down as well. Temptation to snatch the jacket and run arose, but it wasn't acted upon.
As the stranger pulled out a steel feather from her belt, Blue's anxious expression shifted to confusion for a brief second. But as her arm was grabbed and poked with the feather, the expression returned.
A sudden growl and grunt came from the taller lady. She tightened her grip around Blue's arm and brought it to her attention. Along the arm were a few scattered scars, mostly cuts but a bite mark could be seen as well.
"Why is this shit here? I can't draw anything good with this to block it." The lady hissed.
Blue's face fell along, and she tried to yank her arm away to hide the myriad of scars that showed. "I-I..." She started, but didn't care to finish. The lady raised an eyebrow, and began to poke at the upper arm.
"... Why the hell do you want this thing so badly? It's just a damn jacket." She muttered, beginning to cut through the arm. Blue flinched up at the pain and let out little squeaks of pain.
Just ignore the pain... It'll be over soon. Blue spoke quickly, afraid of anything bad happening if she didn't. "It... It makes me feel safe. It's always nice to know I can just hide away by covering my face with my hood. Plus, I need some way of hiding... This mess."
Blue pointed to the scars on her arms before continuing. "I feel ashamed of this, honestly. I want to hide it and never explain. My jacket offers that, and I need it."
"... That's nice sweetie but a simple 'I like the color' would have been fine." The lady muttered. Blue began to realize the pain again and kicked the ground repeatedly with her foot to try and get her mind off it.
The time passed by painfully slow. It was hard to ignore the steel feather cutting through her skin. Over time, Blue began to wonder what was even being scarred into her arm.
"Um, excuse me..? Ma'am?"
"Don't call me Ma'am, shitbag. Clara." The lady growled. The feather sunk in further for a brief moment, forcing Blue to hold back a scream. After a bit, she returned to her question. "S-Sorry- Ow! But can I ask what you're doing?"
Clara narrowed her eyes, and started cutting into the forearm, despite her prior complaints. "What does it look like I'm doing?.. Oh, the drawings. Show it to your nonexistent friends, they'll tell you."
Blue ignored her, and turned away from her bloody arm... What would people even say if they saw her arm? They'd think she's a big reckless idiot. She'd have to explain what caused them... And Arceus knows she didn't want that. People would get angry at her. They'd yell at her for causing herself this.
Blue started to sob again as Clara continued carving markings with the feather. Through her clouding eyes, she could see a word being formed on her arm. She couldn't see what. She didn't want to see what.
More time passed. It seemed like it lasted centuries. Finally, the painful cutter was removed. The pain still swelled in her arm. Blue still remained, now shaking.
"... Here you go, you weakass. Maybe we'll see each other soon." Clara laughed and smiled. Blue wanted to scream at the thought of meeting this lady again. She kept her mouth shut.
Then she noticed the jacket was beside her. Blue's teary eyes widened. Immediately, the jacket was grabbed and pulled over her and her now bloody arms. Without looking back, she started to bolt home.
May 11 2018, 10:34 AM
So... I have to leave Terrene for a bit. My school has a thing where a good chunk of kids leave school for a week in order to visit D.C., and I am part of that group.
I'll try and chat whenever I can, but it most likely will be around 10:00 PM or something, considering the school wants to visit a lot of places next week. I won't have my laptop, so I can't really work on posts, sorry!
Anyways, I'll just be gone from next Tuesday and probably will return to talking/posting normally by Saturday or Sunday. You guys have fun without me! I'll miss you!
May 10 2018, 10:02 PM
Tfw you never made even a little plotter for Blue
Blue is a pretty open book. She's extroverted, odd, awkward, and most definitely naive. She's definitely the type to trust the white van with free candy. Making the best out of situations and failing to see the flaws in any human being seem to be some defining traits as well. She is also a big hugger whenever she can.
Friends: Making friends with Blue is probably the easiest thing to do ever. As long as you have at least some decency as a human being, this child will automatically love you and look up to you, figuratively and literally. Blue tries her best to make anyone she deems as a friend happy and worryless. She is extremely submissive, and has a hard time saying no to friends. You could stab her and she'd just hand it back to you with a small 'sorry.'
Enemies: It'd take a special type of person for Blue to even slightly dislike you. The only way for her to even feel slightly resentful towards someone was if they were explicitly abusive towards people and/or pokemon on a constant rate. Not towards her, but others. Even then, she wouldn't build up the hatred to even really hit an enemy unless they were trying to harm/kill her team or friends.
Lovers: This is slightly complicated, but not too much. Love is a thing that Blue has always wanted, but she doesn't understand what it exactly feels like. She doesn't immediately figure out that she's in love with someone, and it takes time for her to realize her own feelings. When she does, though, it probably wouldn't take long for her to state her feelings to whatever poor woman she fell for. If she were ever to enter a relationship, Blue would probably be overly worried and sensitive around said partner. She'd try even harder to have the other be happy, and will do things to a greater extent to do so than with friends.
Sasha - Level 8 Female Mareep - A little sheep that will HM01 you if you dare touch her team. Forever ticked off.
Mary - Level 9 Female Houndour - Voice of reason with a side of anxiety.
Pyro - Level 3 Male Stunky - Hyperactive baby that was somehow trusted to contain fire.
Plot Ideas/Occurring Plots:
- Blue sails to Fairy Island and soon tries to establish a home there
- Blue somehow gaining a girlfriend and she's just so confused on how to relationship
- More Demons!
- Someone that actually ticks off Blue enough to make her get legitimately angry and yell at said person
- Highkey stealing/borrowing of eggos
- Honestly I have no ideas help me
May 6 2018, 08:40 PM
I left my drawing tablet at my dad's house during the custody switch so I'm stuck using my touchpad to draw.
Anyways, I might actually add to this sometime, considering I won't have my tablet for a bit. Hope you enjoy this hell I'm deciding to create
May 3 2018, 09:24 PM
It was difficult to get any sleep at this time. It was probably midnight from what Blue could tell, and she was still wide awake. Nearby, she could hear the loud snores of her boss, which didn't help her state.
She was simply lying down on her small bed, picking at the floor with her nails. Her team was laying beside her, probably fast asleep. Blue sighed, and tossed and turned in her bed.
More time passed, and Blue was beginning to grow painfully bored. She had nights like this before, but that didn't mean she was used to dealing with them. The girl began to twiddle her thumbs out of the need to do something.
Finally, Blue sat up. Maybe a walk would help her fall asleep when she got back. Reaching for her pack and zipping up her jacket, the girl was almost ready to leave. Another thought crossed her mind, though, and Blue glanced down to her sleeping pokemon, only to find Mary staring right at her.
... It was almost creepy, to be completely honest. Still, Blue seemed unfazed. She just rubbed her fingers over her tired eyes and stared at the dog. "You can't sleep, either..?" She asked, as if the houndour would reply.
To be frank, Mary looked almost terrifying in the dark with her wide eyes. What made it more terrifying was that the houndour didn't even give a verbal answer; she just stood up and walked by her human.
Blue sighed, and nodded. "Okay... Well, come on."
The two stealthily (or at least, Blue thought so) made their way out of the house. Mary simply made a little guiding light out of small embers as the two walked into the night.