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dear_mun2013-10-23 11:52 am
nobodys_king) wrote in dear_mun2013-10-23 11:52 am
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headcanon birthday time~
You knew I had high standards when you met me.
Well, you would make the perfect present. All you need is a suitable ribbon, though I don't think you'd trust me to select one.
[Oh wow oh boy!]
Happy birthday! Will you get cake?
Happy birthday! Will you get cake?
[Have a Mewtwo just staring, looking exceptionally annoyed at the pointy party hat on his head.]
Greetings, greetings. Hm, oddly enough, you remind me of something else...
Perhaps, if--
--oh oh!
...Well, this is a wonderful sight...! I'm humbled by your presence.
--oh oh!
...Well, this is a wonderful sight...! I'm humbled by your presence.
Yes, I am well aware of your obsession with the original... or, as my mundane likes to refer to Mew... my 'mother.'
Hello, Humbled By Your Presence! ...Or is it like me and you, where the words switch when we say them, so you becomes me and me becomes you?
[This language thing is confusing.]
[This language thing is confusing.]
[Here we go, his "Absolutely irritating" mode again.]
You just never give up, do you? I will credit you for that much.
You just never give up, do you? I will credit you for that much.
...I...if I follow correctly, then yes. My name is Jirarudan, if you wished to call me by name.
But I certainly know who you are.
But I certainly know who you are.
Ah, of course! Although, as they say, two is better than one.
[Jirarudan. If Arceus had any concept of things taking any large amount of time and were aggravating for it (and if it learned that nicknames were a thing), Arceus probably would've called him Raru or something.
But that doesn't matter because that magical word 'know' is said and Arceus prances around before it kneels and stares him in the eyes.]
You know!? My parting child, you've spoken to it? When asked who I am I say that I'm me, but I'm asked who I am by many and say the same and they ask the same. If you know who I am, do you know what I am? I have been looking and haven't found my self...
[It hasn't learned about the dangers of assumptions yet. Or lies.]
But that doesn't matter because that magical word 'know' is said and Arceus prances around before it kneels and stares him in the eyes.]
You know!? My parting child, you've spoken to it? When asked who I am I say that I'm me, but I'm asked who I am by many and say the same and they ask the same. If you know who I am, do you know what I am? I have been looking and haven't found my self...
[It hasn't learned about the dangers of assumptions yet. Or lies.]
You don't know what you are? That's no good. Have you lost your memory?
[Uh-oh. What is this painful feeling?]
...I split my heart with my first child, from whom others were birthed. I used my arms to make things. That is what I have done. It doesn't tell me what I am.
...I split my heart with my first child, from whom others were birthed. I used my arms to make things. That is what I have done. It doesn't tell me what I am.
I see...Well, I suppose I can tell you your name and we'll see if that brings anything back. Does...hm, does "Lugia" mean anything to you?
I'm pretty amused that "haay it's my birthday" manifested in a Legendary swarm.
weatheredwheel
2013-10-24 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[Arceus raises its head, straightens. It found it hard to.]
...I've heard what man has named me. You don't need to tell me that. Lugia, though...yes, the name you gave my moon child...it gave you speech, and gave a way of speaking to those who didn't. I hope to hear what I sound like - it would help me know me.
[Arceus, giving you more internal organs than eyes, a brain, and a heart would be a very bad idea. Only so much room for...well. Spoilers.]
...I've heard what man has named me. You don't need to tell me that. Lugia, though...yes, the name you gave my moon child...it gave you speech, and gave a way of speaking to those who didn't. I hope to hear what I sound like - it would help me know me.
[Arceus, giving you more internal organs than eyes, a brain, and a heart would be a very bad idea. Only so much room for...well. Spoilers.]
Yes. Especially as you grow older.
But because it's your birthday, I will humor you this once - what would you adorn me with?
[The question is nothing short of disgusting to him, but. Damn his curiosity, sob.]
But because it's your birthday, I will humor you this once - what would you adorn me with?
[The question is nothing short of disgusting to him, but. Damn his curiosity, sob.]
Ah, but if I abandoned my quest, I couldn't be considered the same person, could I? It would mean leaving behind my fundamental nature.
I would, of course, adorn you with praise. But since you have to be convinced to remain in one place, there would have to be more...physical adornments as well. At least until you learned to appreciate your surroundings.
I would, of course, adorn you with praise. But since you have to be convinced to remain in one place, there would have to be more...physical adornments as well. At least until you learned to appreciate your surroundings.
He's that kind of guy. Legendary pokemon are his passion, after all.
nobodys_king
2013-10-25 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
Mmm, I see. So you know the name Arceus, and have some idea of what is what.
I've studied Lugia for most of my life and I'd never heard that before. Speech?
I've studied Lugia for most of my life and I'd never heard that before. Speech?
[What is...what. Arceus blinks. The people it met often wanted more thorough tellings, with names and emotions and reasons. Things...thing is thing. It's that simple. But when its name is said, Arceus stiffens and its eyes widen and its thoughts come clipped and tight...but it soon relaxes, not hearing it again.]
Sounds. A speaking language. Words. Before my moon child we only moved - there were no thoughts, or what was there was what we saw or wanted to see. When my warming child tore out the eyes of my age children and banished them, my moon and scare children made words like this for them and you!
[And Arceus stamps its foot a couple times, making two little dots next to each other. Look, Jiri, at all a one-word question got you! Probably a truckload of others.]
Sounds. A speaking language. Words. Before my moon child we only moved - there were no thoughts, or what was there was what we saw or wanted to see. When my warming child tore out the eyes of my age children and banished them, my moon and scare children made words like this for them and you!
[And Arceus stamps its foot a couple times, making two little dots next to each other. Look, Jiri, at all a one-word question got you! Probably a truckload of others.]
Is that the extent of your respect for me? You would keep me in chains?
Don't be so gauche. The capture devices are works of art themselves, and it would only be until you learned to stay put.
Tore...out the eyes? Age children...?
...I'm sorry; could you be more direct?
...I'm sorry; could you be more direct?
[Maybe...maybe saying their names won't hurt them as much as it did...and it does want to see them again.]
My moon child, Lugia. My warming child, Reshiram. My age children, Regirock, Regice, Registeel...though Registeel is a making of man's. My scare child, Raikou.
My moon child, Lugia. My warming child, Reshiram. My age children, Regirock, Regice, Registeel...though Registeel is a making of man's. My scare child, Raikou.
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