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Well the Best Thing You Could Ever Do is Die
WHO: Mewtwo and YOU
WHERE: All major cities
WHEN: At the start of pull plot
WHAT: Mewtwo has just been born and he's mad
WARNINGS: Violence, pokemon tantrums
A. Awakening in DeChima
[What's it like to wake up from a dream you don't remember falling asleep to? A dream that was nothing but blackness before? That's what it feels like to Mewtwo. That's important: the name Mewtwo. They gave him that designation.
He was alive because of them, because they deigned it so. He can remember how wrong he feels. He feels wrong as he staggers back to his feet. Here he stands among a land that doesn't feel so familiar to him. No pokemon in sight, but plenty of humans.
Humans. That's where it went wrong. Where he went wrong. Where they used him for their own 'methods', where they pushed and pushed til he had no choice but to push back.
His eyes light up with a special rage. Rising above the ground, his body gains psychic momentum as he floats over the edge of DeChima.]
< Once...once was enough… >
[He blasts his inertia of psychic energy into the ground, touching down in the small crater of his own making.]
< Let that be a sign. Humankind doesn't deserve to share this world with me. >
B. Come to the Applebee's if You Want to Fight.
[Mewtwo had levitated fast before. But now, now this was different. This wasn't a usual lowkey kind of speeding, this was the kind of fast one flaunts. The fast that shows off oneself with the openness of a missile bound for destruction.
And he's speeding through nearly every city. There's so many people, not enough time to show them how he truly means business. It wasn't enough to try and drum up fear. He needs to show humanity just how superior he is.
Which brings him to your city, for those who missed catching him zipping around or running into him. Mewtwo hovers from rooftop to rooftop, looking for exceptional human beings as he sees it.
If one is so unlucky, they'll find Mewtwo dropping from the sky like a bomb, his eyes slanted with angry fervor, his telepathic voice stabbing out just as hard.]
< You couldn't possibly match me in skill…but I will test that soon enough. >
[He's calling this hapless stranger out for a fight.]
C. Wildcard.
[For those rebels. If you wanna do something specific hit me up at
dententa
WHERE: All major cities
WHEN: At the start of pull plot
WHAT: Mewtwo has just been born and he's mad
WARNINGS: Violence, pokemon tantrums
A. Awakening in DeChima
[What's it like to wake up from a dream you don't remember falling asleep to? A dream that was nothing but blackness before? That's what it feels like to Mewtwo. That's important: the name Mewtwo. They gave him that designation.
He was alive because of them, because they deigned it so. He can remember how wrong he feels. He feels wrong as he staggers back to his feet. Here he stands among a land that doesn't feel so familiar to him. No pokemon in sight, but plenty of humans.
Humans. That's where it went wrong. Where he went wrong. Where they used him for their own 'methods', where they pushed and pushed til he had no choice but to push back.
His eyes light up with a special rage. Rising above the ground, his body gains psychic momentum as he floats over the edge of DeChima.]
< Once...once was enough… >
[He blasts his inertia of psychic energy into the ground, touching down in the small crater of his own making.]
< Let that be a sign. Humankind doesn't deserve to share this world with me. >
B. Come to the Applebee's if You Want to Fight.
[Mewtwo had levitated fast before. But now, now this was different. This wasn't a usual lowkey kind of speeding, this was the kind of fast one flaunts. The fast that shows off oneself with the openness of a missile bound for destruction.
And he's speeding through nearly every city. There's so many people, not enough time to show them how he truly means business. It wasn't enough to try and drum up fear. He needs to show humanity just how superior he is.
Which brings him to your city, for those who missed catching him zipping around or running into him. Mewtwo hovers from rooftop to rooftop, looking for exceptional human beings as he sees it.
If one is so unlucky, they'll find Mewtwo dropping from the sky like a bomb, his eyes slanted with angry fervor, his telepathic voice stabbing out just as hard.]
< You couldn't possibly match me in skill…but I will test that soon enough. >
[He's calling this hapless stranger out for a fight.]
C. Wildcard.
[For those rebels. If you wanna do something specific hit me up at
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< Then move out of my way . I have other opponents to contend with. >