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Post by mijumaru on Dec 15, 2019 20:48:28 GMT -6
“Don’t bring any attention to yourself. Let him focus on the pretty flame,” it told Terrakion, enjoying how it seemed able to send the Legendary as deep as it wished.
But what could have caused this mess in the first place? It certainly wasn’t the flame, as it hadn’t done anything to harm them and helped him remain vigilant despite the situation. If anything, it was helping them, hoping to guide them and keep them safe.
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Post by Monado on Dec 15, 2019 20:56:27 GMT -6
[The rock and fighting type relaxed it’s head down, keeping its eyes closed for the moment. It otherwise ignored the world around it, focusing only on the sensations it received from the voice.]
[Cobalion knew that the flame was not innocent. It had done something to Terrakion, that much was clear. Even though it did nothing now, it couldn’t shake the feeling that something about it was wrong. Even if it felt exactly the opposite, the deeper parts of its mind told it otherwise. Such a mixture confused it, albeit not quite enough to be overwhelming. Curiosity eventually grew too great and Cobalion looked back to the small flame.]
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Post by mijumaru on Dec 15, 2019 21:09:50 GMT -6
“Good... Good, good, good...” Mew praised, giving him another sensation of being patted on the head. It just felt so good to obey and be loyal...
And again, the flame wouldn’t do anything to take advantage of him. It just couldn’t be the cause of anything harmful. Like Terrakion before, it seemed personalized for him, connected to him... That shining, unyielding silver...
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Post by Monado on Dec 15, 2019 21:23:19 GMT -6
[Terrakion made little physical reaction to the praise and patting, merely adoring the sensations of it mentally as much as it could.]
[The steel and fighting type Pokémon slowly took a step closer to the flame, making attempt to understand what it was. Cobalion struggled to think clearly enough to comprehend a direct answer; not with all the different feelings going on at once. The way it flickered, that glow that felt as if it were akin to it. Was that just a trick? Or was this actually not a thing of harm? If hypnosis was really what was occurring, it wouldn’t feel like this, would it? Cobalion couldn’t find the answers, the subconscious telling it to fight, with all else conflicting those thoughts.]
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Post by mijumaru on Dec 15, 2019 22:56:03 GMT -6
“Be a good legendary and sit tight for your Master,” Mew said, deciding that Terrakion was as far under as he could go and that it was time to focus on his more resistant comrade.
Cobalion has doomed himself the moment he allowed the first question to enter his mind. For what was asked, the flame would graciously answer. After all, it wished them no harm. The connection between Sword and flame was no trick. It really was just for him, there to guide him and help him.
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Post by Monado on Dec 15, 2019 23:05:52 GMT -6
[Terrakion obeyed and relaxed, resting upon the soft grass until it was ordered otherwise.]
[With each answer, the leader of the Swords of Justice grew less suspicious of the flame and stepped closer again. Maybe this wasn’t something it needed to fight. Maybe it was alright to look at. Sensations of familiarity started to emerge within its head. Yet still there remained reluctance with each step it took. It didn’t trust the whole thing, not white what has happened thus far. But those feelings slowly began to fade away.]
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Post by mijumaru on Dec 17, 2019 1:23:14 GMT -6
More and more, answers would be brought to him. His head would feel lighter, clearer, free from his doubts. The flame was there for him, to guide him, keep him safe... What was the reason for resisting? Was there one?
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Post by Monado on Dec 17, 2019 4:06:45 GMT -6
[With each passing second, the Iron Will Pokémon forgot about its suspicions, forgetting the reasons it had tried to fight. It had come to realise no harm could be done, not by something so. . . beautiful, as this. The way it flickered so peacefully, seeming so serene and harmless. . . It broke the illusion, the illusion of ill intent. The truth slowly became clearer, replacing the lies held within Cobalion’s mind.]
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Post by mijumaru on Dec 19, 2019 11:23:40 GMT -6
And so it continued to sway for him... His own personal flame, there to provide him guidance and help him to make the right decision. To be listened to, trusted, and even obeyed... After all, there was no harm in listening to what was so clearly right and just.
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Post by Monado on Feb 20, 2020 18:58:56 GMT -6
[The eyes of the leader of the Swords of Justice kept themselves locked onto the sight of the fire that danced before it. The gentle movements brought a peaceful feeling, one that drove away aggression. It inspired the feelings a leader would have; enforcing the ideologies upon the unovan legend. Its form relaxed, bringing itself to a calm standing position with head tilted down. Its comrades should have trust in their leader, as much as it should trust them.]
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