He and his older twin sisters were conceived by a female Gardevoir and a male Duosion
Sounds like a rather gooey affair.
possibly even internalize these conflicting emotions that grew prevalent in the household
As children do, I suppose. Love your use of lore here with the Ralts line, allowing us to see a sneak peek at what it must be like to develop as a psychic-type! A prodigy, eh?
of course you'd play as one
lived in another quaint little town called Jubilee
*he and his mother are buying flowers at FMN*
Bailey: "Mother, I think someone's thoughts are leaking into my head."
Mother:
*delighted* "You're starting to tap into your telepathic abilities!"
Bailey: "I'm seeing ... a Pangoro in compromising positions?"
Amy:
Cicaro.
Cicaro: Not my fault you psychic-type bastards are so mentally intrusive.
one other coincidental Kirlia
Two apps now reference Kaze,
this is unreal.
ALL AROUND THE WORLLLLD STATUES CRUMBLE FOR ME
almost seemed like their victories were predictable
I wonder if the troupe ever gets bored of being so successful, as they have nothing that really challenges them in competitions? Are they truly satisfied with winning, just so they can add another accolade to their repertoire of throwaway successes in conversation? "Oh, Radio City Music Hall? Their decor was
so passé, nothing at all like performing at the Bolshoi Theatre."
all synchronized in identifying true emotion, the ladies did not take it well before learning to disregard him altogether on the topic
Ugh, this whole familial situation is so sticky.
I love it. It must be awful living with a family that has a distinct, inherent ability to read you like a book when you can't do the same, and it must be just as bad in turn to innately feel your father resenting your accomplishments out of self-hate.
Perhaps the stress of keeping up with family will visit upon Bailey too; as he doesn't possess any liberal art interests, but rather, shares his passion with his father? Certainly seems like he'll grow to be more successful in that field than his forebear, but I wonder if his mother will drive him to be dislike her ex; as the situation sometimes is with divorced couples and their children.
He was an aide for a field researching firm on creatures who lacked the Type-specific potentials
Afterglow Ampharos said:
this is a clever use of that detail of the universe
I second Glowy's sentiment! I think it's very cool and involving to use the lore established in the Essentials post to your advantage. I bet it'll lead to interesting scenes of Bailey probing around the kitchen for some ...
samples? Test subjects?
offer suggestions in such a way that his father would unwittingly consider it his own revelation
Unwittingly doing him a disservice, too. I wonder if we can play around with this concept IC?
she was left to decide between fostering her children's potential and cradling his self-image
I'm not crying, you're crying. It's sad to see love transform into holding one another back.
had no hand in influencing decisions and was content in accepting outcomes
Really? No sadness in seeing the man he spent - for what your previous writing implied - most of his time with? Hm, this strikes me as odd, unless this is supposed to simply reflect some budding sociopathic tendencies.
Even then, if this is out of internal emotional aloofness, why did he bother to care about his father enough to discreetly aid him in his work before? That rings as ... caring about his dad to me, so it's weird that Bailey doesn't care about seeing him go.
Unless he was just ... testing out his power, seeing what he was capable of doing?
he would subject their bodies to different stresses until he thought fit to free them
At first I was gonna be like "why are you choosing to characterize his sisters versus himself" and then I was like "oh, he can't be bothered with social affairs because his interests are in
mutilating animals for fun, I see."
and intercepting letters from a more reflective and remorseful father to destroy
"and destroying intercepted letters from a more reflective and remorseful father" might flow better here. Also,
ow, their resentment goes
fucking deep.
this event did interest Bailey if this was to go the way his sisters excitedly prattled to him, and decided to play along to their scheme
I'm curious what founds his excitement here if he couldn't be bothered before - and also why he's interested now when you explicitly said he's the type to just accept outcomes, like when his father left - noting that the Kirlia had the same vim for their endeavor
before they found this candidate.
as a totem in one of their mother's long trench coats to conceal themselves
THEY DRUGGED THEIR BABYSITTER AND SNUCK IN LIKE IT WAS AN R-RATED MOVIE
his company received critical acclaim for their great performances, and he was often in starring roles
Robert sounds like the type of stud muffin who'd either appear or be gossiped about tonight.
Hmm.
also gtfo with this ralts line master race bullshit
While the sisters danced and thanked them all, Bailey began to wonder if the city could provide him with any more knowledge and insight to the little creatures
Twins: "We could really get our start there!"
Bailey: "
yes but are there enough tiny animals to torture"
His mother had advocated he be in a grade that reflected his current knowledge ... socially he still had a few mannerisms of a young child
I can't figure out which Dexter he resembles more.
Anyway,
aw poor Bay-Bay. He can't relate to these judgmental, emotion-feeling meanies. :<
Bailey found some items related to his interests that he'd like to purchase for himself, but their nature he understood could alarm his mother and her fiance, and while his sisters wouldn't much care with their own devious rapport, they had no money to spare. In a health clinic supplier's office, an old toy store that sells scavenged human items, and a curator's library, Bailey's desire to buy surgical instruments, a raw and unprotected Dr. Geiger's Chemistry Kit, and a few volumes of an human medical encyclopedia urged him to look for a job. He suggests to his mother that instead of grade school--where attendance isn't necessary--that she allow him to help earn for the household and start his own account savings. Putting up a convincing argument to his mother with a surprised Robert and the curious twins standing by, she asked him where he would like to work.
Not every day your five-year-old approaches you and says he wants to work instead of attending formal education.
This section, while the information it conveys is good, could use some grammatical revision; it's rather jumbled, and you shift into present tense for a split second. I'll leave it up to you to either revise it yourself or ask for my assistance.
Do really love the part about the clinic being an "old toy store" for Bailey.
Yikes.
Bailey had taken time to observe staff, operations, setting, and other details while the family was concerned with the atmosphere and themselves. Bailey figured he had picked up enough information that he could recall to leave a fine impression
Hm, this is stuff I really like. It definitely molds reasoning to your age being below standard, and it differentiates his qualities from his family's. Nicely done, really helps me envision your character and his
modus operandi; if I'm using that term correctly.
he thought for a moment: should the stamp ever break, had he the skill to seamlessly mend it?
He's so nosy, with parcels
and the insides of others ... very nice consistency.
tension and dread felt as if its slender fingers were tracing the creases in his lobes. The horn on his head had caught the emotional signal that radiated from the other side of the door.
guuuuurl this descriptive language
Again, love your usage of biology and lore for your character.
a Makuhita in an open floral-print bathrobe. Beyond him, Bailey could see, was a modest kitchen, whose paper-laiden table in the back corner was preoccupied with two other guests.
Bailey stars in
Pulp Fiction.
SAY "PIKA PIKA" AGAIN, I DARE YOU MOTHERFUCKER
He only had to dispatch a parcel.
LOL I don't know why it's so funny to me that Bailey is just like "yo i'm out sign here please"
a pair of trashcans unexpectedly threw themselves into the pursuant's path
Good moment of agency here!
There's a part of me that I feels like you focus too much on what surrounds Bailey versus who he is or how it has affected him, but you have enough of
these moments and characterizations in your background that it isn't a huge issue.
the pitch black utterly engulfed his sight
The scene following this line was very telling of your writing ability, you really captured the feeling of melting into nothingness in a way that flowed well and made me understand the process.
Peeps now on sale at Rite-Aid ...
"You goddamned wandought, you brought a bloody child!?"
Not only is this funny, I like how it's telling of this Pokemon society: as we've illustrated with Carmine and some of our VIPs, any age can be at any evolutionary stage, so it was kinda exciting to see this detail come alive in the form of Vortiger not being able to assume Bailey's age simply by his appearance.
Scattered before him were small photographs of instant film
How unexpected! I also like how the package does not serve as a deus ex machina either, its meaning is just as mysterious as it was when it was a package, and its reveal does not let Bailey escape out of this easy. Also, while we're on the topic, I really appreciated that you didn't write your way out by teleporting, but rather used the move to further action and excitement in the combat scene.
OwO what's this?
Perhaps a reference to
that (Roswell)?
I've missed the beach, and I've missed Mai.
A lovely, solemn note to end your prompt on. I like how we, either as Bailey or the audience, don't get to fully know what happened. Adds that mystique of stepping into another person's story, you know?
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