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Thank you for stopping by; I really appreciate it. In my old age I really was stupid enough to believe that "post in this thread to declare your intent to enter, or be a chicken" + [posting a chicken] -> [declaring intent to enter], but I'm well-aware of how little sense that actually makes...

So as I find myself wrapping up this fic, I also get to take a little step back and be in awe over how social this entire process ended up being--not even because I was particularly unsocial in fic before, but because I got to meet some people I probably wouldn't have met otherwise. This is a...

xvii. enharmonic (end) ※ Telling the story forwards, the way everyone else says it should be told, makes it a sad one. You talk to a lot of people and everything gets worse. You walk across an entire continent only to end up right where you started, and the only option ahead of you is to...

oh hey it's sunday somewhere some housekeeping updates: I've added/edited some bits of necktie and nocturne. I do lots of stealth edits and assume they never get reread. Honestly, like most of those edits, these are quite short and I'd pretend like they aren't important to anything upcoming...

※ xvi. nepeta ※ You run up to the human, careful to show off all your strengths. Lithe, powerful, graceful, nimble. {Train me,} you command. You watched her from a distance. Left her gifts you thought she’d enjoy. A potion, for her weaker teammates. A pokéball, for you. You could tell just...

cw: depictions of physical abuse, mentions of blood xv. na-šāyad ※ Your father told you this once—if you wanted to get strong enough to make something worth anything, you would need a human. That’s simply the way it is. You can stay in the forest a little while longer if you’d like, but...

xiv. nocturne ※ You were born from the earth nine hundred and twelve thousand, eight hundred fifty-four nights ago. Human hands pulled you from deep, deep underground and gave you a body to contain your breath. Practiced hands gave you form. You were wet clay, shaped. Widespread wings to...

xiii. nightmare ※ That night her dreams are muddled. There’s a male human you’ve seen before, his figure big and hulking like Teppy after he evolved into an emboar. The human’s face is in shadow but his eyes blaze red, so bright it pierces through the murky dark, and he’s angry and he’s...

xii. noogenesis ※ Ten thousand years ago, a great flood washed over Unova, and wiped it clean of war and hatred. But before that, a clever human and his pokémon companion watched the stars, and foresaw the flood. So when the clouds rolled in, they had already built an enormous boat, which...

xi. necktie ※ Skyla holds herself like a wind vane—her head is constantly changing direction, her eyes surveying a new corner of the room with every breath, but no wind will knock her over. She shifts smoothly, stirring a splash of milk into her cup. “So you two have gotten a lot better.”...

author's note: hi, it’s me, long time no see. In many ways, the first half of this fic came easily. It was vaguely predictive, but in reality it was mostly retrospective, musings on a world that is in many ways similar to the one I’ve known for most of my life. By nature, as my fiction goes...

heya Pav, long time no see. I appreciate you stopping by; I know this one is a lot more stylized than what you're used to getting from me, and also picks on topics that I imagine you find quite irrelevant lol. Thanks for reading as far as you did regardless! Entirely valid here. Fwiw most...

hey! I really appreciate you taking the time to review things, haha. Absolutely no rush; I sorta got the feeling that this wasn't going to be most people's cup of tea anyway. this basically it's true, but is emboar really any better? Samurott is probably the only redeemable Unova starter...

omg! hi! Thank you so much for your kind words! I'm really glad that you're reading and that you're enjoying so far as these little babies are falling apart in slow motion. <3

ix. nidifugous ※ “—and just let that wing rest up for a few days and your archen should be good as new, sweetie!” Hilda’s looking you up and down, but you can’t pay attention to her. You’ve been in at least two pokécenters before, but you’ve never gotten over all the things that happen in the...

viii. nondeterministic ※ “That … was a hard fight. I expect that the ones ahead will be even harder on you. If anyone wants to leave after that, please. Let me know now or at any time, or don’t let me know at all, just—don’t feel like you have to stay. I will leave you outside of your...

cw: contains references to police brutality and violent responses towards peaceful protest. vii. nonconformist ※ You were born right on Lucky’s heels, or so your mother said. You don’t really remember that. You do remember opening your eyes to see Lucky blinking back at you already. And then...

vi. nuestro ※ {I’m sorry,} you say politely when you’re released from the void you’ve come to recognize as a pokéball. {I think there’s been a mistake.} You shift uneasily back and forth between your three legs. When no one responds, you take a good long look at the other people in the room...

cw: references to abuse v. narsil ※ She’s talking about you again. Every now and then she’ll glance back at you like she doesn’t want you to overhear—she whispers furtively into the telephone, casting side-eye glances at you with every pause, one hand in front of her mouth. Silly human. You...

iv. noted ※ The humans tell rumors about you. They whisper that Ghetsis beats his pokemon to keep them in line, that his hydreigon hates him more than anything else in the world. You know how they see you—a terrifying force of nature, bringer of ash and blood. You are his enforcer, his fire...