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spiritkindled · 1 year

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@profutured asked: “ It says so right here in your personal file. ”

// AIdrés, again, to Ryuji. he's reading through team infernal's shit, don't mind him

His Master had thought this a place worth exploring, in his efforts at exploiting the more unusual features of this world. Just as the man had gone to Kalos so many thousands of years back, he now sent his servant to the south, hearing tell of a crater and its unknown origins. Unknown at least, as far as they had gathered, though they hoped to garner more information when they came into Paldea.

It’d been exceedingly difficult to find his way down here in the first place, and nothing short of startling to come across another being. None of his scans had indicated as such, and even now, he felt . . . absolutely nothing resembling a heat signature emanating from this figure. It resembled nothing of what he’d encountered before, even less so than the countless Pokémon threatening him at each turn.

Not only has it not registered on his sensors, getting the drop on the android when none had ever quite so managed that before . . . but it knew his designation, and possibly far more. Akuma’s posture stiffened, and he tilted his head to the side. Questioning, a mimicry of curiosity.

"What file are you referring to?”

#profutured #🔥 ; ɛʀʀѳʀ_ (.Akuma)#✧ ; ᵃᶰˢʷᵉʳᵉᵈ (.answered)#just in case since I know I'm not writing Paldean muses myself yet:#scarlet violet spoilers #pokemon spoilers #scarvio spoilers

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spiritkindled · 1 year

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“YOU ARE NOT AUTHORIZED TO BE HERE.”

#🔥 ; ɛʀʀѳʀ_ (.Akuma)#✧ ; ᵒᵖᵉᶰ (.open starter)#what can I say. Ichiro takes his defenses very seriously.#Ryuji may be nice. but Akuma with his security protocols activated...

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spiritkindled · 1 year

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Poké//mon verse tag drop pt. 1

#🔥 ; ɛʀʀѳʀ_ (.Akuma)#🔥 ; ғaυlт ιn тнe code_ (.Akuma headcanon)#✵ ; ˡᵉᵍᵃᶜʸ ˡᵒˢᵗ (.Nana headcanon)#🐟 ; ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ ᶜᵃʳʳᶤᵉˢ ᵒᶰ (.Sorahiko headcanon)#✹ ; ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵉᵉᵖᵉʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵃʳᵏᶰᵉˢˢ (.Izuku)#✹ ; ᵈʳᵉᵃᵐˢ ᶜᵃᶰ ᵇᵉᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᶰᶤᵍʰᵗᵐᵃʳᵉˢ (.Izuku headcanon)#✷ ; ᵒᵘᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᶜᵒᶠᶠᵉᵉ (.Isamu)#✷ ; ᵗʰᵉʸ'ˡˡ ᵉᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃˡᶤᵛᵉ (.Isamu headcanon)#✾ ; ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉˢ ᵒᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵛᶤᶰᵉ (.Rosalinda headcanon)#🌸 ; ᵇᵒʳᶰ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃˢʰᵉˢ (.Makani)#🌸 ; ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᶤʳᵉ ʷᶤᵗʰᶤᶰ (.Makani headcanon)#ღ ; ᶤ'ᵐ ᵇᵉᶤᶰᵍ ˢᵒ ˢᶤᶰᶜᵉʳᵉ ʳᶤᵍʰᵗ ᶰᵒʷ (.Uravity)#ღ ; ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵇᵉᵗᵃ (.Uravity headcanon)

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spiritkindled · 1 year

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@haerith [continued from]

Unstable, both physically and mentally if that wobble were anything to be concerned amount. Hardly able to stand on his own two feet, and yet desperate to shove his feelings away more. A remedy at the bottom of a bottle, and was that what got him here to begin with?

Something akin to . . . vague disgust flickered across Akuma's features, nose crinkling at the rotten accusation. No. He definitely . . . did not want that, though he could hardly blame Kane for thinking it.

"You're a cautious man." Humming for a second, scribbling down an address on a scrap of paper. The cigarette between his lips hardly moving for a moment, patient for him to reclaim it. "That's smart."

It's not a half-bad place to stay, one of the nicer hotels the area has to offer. Certainly living in the lap of luxury compared to the slums they were standing in now. Grumbling in dissatisfaction when something brushed against his foot, the redhead didn't even need to look down to know it to be a rat.

He took another drag, as if seeking to forget that fact.

"I only want to help. How good is my word on that?"

#haerith #🔥 ; ɛʀʀѳʀ_ (.Akuma)#🔥 ; filє dєlєтєd_ (.Akuma threads)#considering that you want to help to indoctrinate him into a cult? your word isn't that good.

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spiritkindled · 1 year

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@vindictes asked: “ We do what we must because we can. ” (to akuma from android bastard :))

Scanning . . . scanning . . .

Where were his vitals? Lips twisting into a frown, he tried again, to much the same result. Concerned with yet another glitch, or some other failure of his operating systems. As much as the good doctor tried, he’d always been far from a perfect model. Human and mechanical machinery spliced together indiscriminately, replaced piece by piece as his previous incarnation had so refused to listen. Improved, in some ways, but cursed in so many others.

At least, that’s what he’d gleamed. Nothing came to mind when he thought of those facts, no flashes of himself in mind, nor a single sentimental moment to spare. Merely driven by curiosity, now, to figure out what had gone so wrong. It’d seemed functional on the way over, idly tracking all in his path, until this one had made him freeze entirely.

An enigma of a man.

. . . if this could be called a man anymore. But what other organization had the capability—

"I’m afraid that I don’t understand.”

#vindictes #🔥 ; ɛʀʀѳʀ_ (.Akuma)#✧ ; ᵃᶰˢʷᵉʳᵉᵈ (.answered)

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