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~*Ratiosu*~
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It's not a copy of the other Deciever. This is about what happens to a dreamer, and what happens when you wish to be something you're not...
Deceiver
Prologue
Dark storms...they were all I knew for so long...I hadn't seen much but in my time I had seen only that. They were all around me, and I couldn't stand having to look at them. They were teasing me, that's what they were doing. I didn't know where I was and so they appeared making me terrified of them because it was some strange world I was in and they kept taunting me...
I screamed. I screamed and screamed, and then light filled my vision. Blinding, it was, and I looked at it with wide eyes, in interest. I had never seen this before, so it was quite intriguing. Light was nice. I welcomed it, though I knew by the way there was liquid on my cheeks that I was crying.
It took a while to recognize this environment around me. There were all kinds of green things to take interest in, and all kinds of things to love and be happy that they were finally in front of you, like you knew they were there before but you had never seen them, and now that you saw them they were amazing to look at. Like...if you wanted to see something, and now that you could you looked at it over and over, each time trying to blank out the memory so that you felt good all over again when you saw it.
I looked towards my left. A large creature was there, smiling at me with both mouths. She was mostly a deep yellow, almost orange, and her skin bagged around her black paws. The skin went up to the top of her head, and around her forelegs that became black paws suddenly. From the top of her caring face grew a large black outgrowth. It had small yellow spots on it, and teeth overlapped the sides of the mouth. Both of her mouths, her real one and the black one, were smiling at me. Several more of these creatures were around me, watching with earnest faces. A soft substance was beneath me.
For the first time, I turned around on the ground. Beneath me was a somewhat pointu substance that was also rather soft. It radiated with a birlliant color. I looked towards the sky. It was terrible. There were purple clouds all over, and they were raining down a clear liquid. It fell into my mouth, and I loved the taste. It was splenderous after being in nothingness so long. But then a crackle and a boom through the skies interrupted my thoughts and I recgonized it as the thing I had seen in my dreams, storming through my every vision.
I huddled next to the female with two mouths, and cried even more. This time I was scared...very scared. And she protected me, with her arms and large mouth enveloping me and protecting me.
This was just the way it was.
~*5 Years Later*~
I ran through the green grass of the meadow, laughing and twirling as I went through collecting flowers. Now I know who I am, and most things in the world. I have a wide range of vocabulary, so I know what many things are now.
I am a Pokemon, the same as my mother, father, and three siblings. We are all of the species Mawile. Mawile are very aggresive species, but some of them just want to have fun. Mawile have a large outgrowth on their heads, which I remember seeing as an infant.
This is my story, the story of a dreamer, of a wisher, and of...a deciever.
~*~
Short, but I didn't have much to write as the prologue.
Deceiver
Prologue
Dark storms...they were all I knew for so long...I hadn't seen much but in my time I had seen only that. They were all around me, and I couldn't stand having to look at them. They were teasing me, that's what they were doing. I didn't know where I was and so they appeared making me terrified of them because it was some strange world I was in and they kept taunting me...
I screamed. I screamed and screamed, and then light filled my vision. Blinding, it was, and I looked at it with wide eyes, in interest. I had never seen this before, so it was quite intriguing. Light was nice. I welcomed it, though I knew by the way there was liquid on my cheeks that I was crying.
It took a while to recognize this environment around me. There were all kinds of green things to take interest in, and all kinds of things to love and be happy that they were finally in front of you, like you knew they were there before but you had never seen them, and now that you saw them they were amazing to look at. Like...if you wanted to see something, and now that you could you looked at it over and over, each time trying to blank out the memory so that you felt good all over again when you saw it.
I looked towards my left. A large creature was there, smiling at me with both mouths. She was mostly a deep yellow, almost orange, and her skin bagged around her black paws. The skin went up to the top of her head, and around her forelegs that became black paws suddenly. From the top of her caring face grew a large black outgrowth. It had small yellow spots on it, and teeth overlapped the sides of the mouth. Both of her mouths, her real one and the black one, were smiling at me. Several more of these creatures were around me, watching with earnest faces. A soft substance was beneath me.
For the first time, I turned around on the ground. Beneath me was a somewhat pointu substance that was also rather soft. It radiated with a birlliant color. I looked towards the sky. It was terrible. There were purple clouds all over, and they were raining down a clear liquid. It fell into my mouth, and I loved the taste. It was splenderous after being in nothingness so long. But then a crackle and a boom through the skies interrupted my thoughts and I recgonized it as the thing I had seen in my dreams, storming through my every vision.
I huddled next to the female with two mouths, and cried even more. This time I was scared...very scared. And she protected me, with her arms and large mouth enveloping me and protecting me.
This was just the way it was.
~*5 Years Later*~
I ran through the green grass of the meadow, laughing and twirling as I went through collecting flowers. Now I know who I am, and most things in the world. I have a wide range of vocabulary, so I know what many things are now.
I am a Pokemon, the same as my mother, father, and three siblings. We are all of the species Mawile. Mawile are very aggresive species, but some of them just want to have fun. Mawile have a large outgrowth on their heads, which I remember seeing as an infant.
This is my story, the story of a dreamer, of a wisher, and of...a deciever.
~*~
Short, but I didn't have much to write as the prologue.