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โŒž๐Œ๐ˆ๐’๐‚๐‡๐ˆ๐„๐… & ๐–๐‡๐ˆ๐Œ๐’๐˜โŒ banner
โŒž๐Œ๐ˆ๐’๐‚๐‡๐ˆ๐„๐… & ๐–๐‡๐ˆ๐Œ๐’๐˜โŒ

โŒž๐Œ๐ˆ๐’๐‚๐‡๐ˆ๐„๐… & ๐–๐‡๐ˆ๐Œ๐’๐˜โŒ

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โ € โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €it triggers the explosion of its own head, โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €then robs victims of their own vitality. โ €

๊ฐ€์ž…์ผ Nisan 2026
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โŒž๐Œ๐ˆ๐’๐‚๐‡๐ˆ๐„๐… & ๐–๐‡๐ˆ๐Œ๐’๐˜โŒ
(with a curt nod, she lets them out of her arms. watching them soak up the view as they sat down. she wondered if she was the only one who could see the beauty of it... but she snapped back to reality as Nihilego asked their question. with a low hum in her throat, she &&
โ€” #๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ‘.@entrancedpoison

( Nihilego closes her eyes tightly as the teleport begins, and once it ends, her eyes carefully open back up. As if she'd just finished washing her hair, and was cautious of shampoo and conditioner possibly getting in her eyes. Very slow, very deliberate. The wind blows on --

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โŒž๐Œ๐ˆ๐’๐‚๐‡๐ˆ๐„๐… & ๐–๐‡๐ˆ๐Œ๐’๐˜โŒ
(Blacephalon used Teleport!) (with a rush of wind, the two of them were transported to a hilltop amidst fields of wheat. there was a gentle breeze, blowing enough for it to be cooler than it should be, but not get in the way. Blacephalon sat down on the edge of the hill, &&
โ€” #๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ‘.@entrancedpoison

Oh? I wish to go there! Wherever it is! Can we go? ( Oh gosh, if Nihilego knew she was making Blas doubt this moment . . . that wouldn't be good. ) Where will we be going? Is it atop a high mountain? Perhaps in a wide field?

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โŒž๐Œ๐ˆ๐’๐‚๐‡๐ˆ๐„๐… & ๐–๐‡๐ˆ๐Œ๐’๐˜โŒ
(a little bit of a purring thrum from her throat as they scritched her chin. she's being calm, for now. but that could change on a dime, so it's best to be wary...) hmm, i see, i see. your room is pretty interesting. did you collect everything in here yourself?
แŽข๊ฎ–๊ญบ๊ฎ‘๊ญบ@CherishBallBBY

"Just setting my backpack down." She's so hyper... The trainer scratches underneath the mon's chin as she takes the stuff from her pockets and sets them on the nightstand, trying to keep the menace placated.

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โŒž๐Œ๐ˆ๐’๐‚๐‡๐ˆ๐„๐… & ๐–๐‡๐ˆ๐Œ๐’๐˜โŒ
(not really, since the ghost type had such an easily distracted mind. she caught sight of them setting something down and suddenly got interested in what the trainer was doing.) hmm? hmmm? whatchya dooooin'?
แŽข๊ฎ–๊ญบ๊ฎ‘๊ญบ@CherishBallBBY

The trainer sighs, setting her backpack down as the firework bounds around the suite. "Champagne, sculpture, fruit basket, my climbing gear..." This could go on forever

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