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Topic Started: Jul 31 2011, 11:49 AM (162 Views)
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Blinded by the magic.
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Summary: Blinded by the fog of her inhibitions, Satari tries to reach out to the Meganium she had neglected.

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- Long since the spotlight's on Athena, huh? The Caramel-Coated Sun's nearly 2 years old now.

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- Exp

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As usual, themes which allow easy reading of pink, brown and light blue fonts will be best-served. I'm using Colorful Love Story if that helps.
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The place was still the same, as I remembered it.

When the wispy grass beneath my feet were done dancing in springs gentle breeze, I caught sight of those daffodils waving in mediated happiness. They were the same ones I had come across at the start of my journey; their unmistakable friendliness has reaffirmed any doubts of there being much change in the Grasslands. In the quiet aftermath of a Geneticores gruesome fall, with new faces gracing the accepting grounds of Pokemon training, it was just so hard to believe that so little had changed in the Grasslands.

There was little reason for me to deny the loss of freshness in this Pokemon-training business. How odd, for me to experience such a complex change in attitudes within a few months, while standing on the same spot, gracing the unchanging beauty of the kind moors. What began as uneasy excitement was slowly trailing into mellowed experienced rationality and mature nostalgia for me. These were the grasslands where I caught my first Pokemon; engaged and lost my first trainer battle; witnessed a complete tussle of territory within Cirrus very own extended family. This was the first spot in Opaddeka that I felt true loss and true gain, when heavy-headed euphoria had finally escaped me.

That pretty, innocent Meganium over there still loved the impeccable calm this place was blessed with. Perhaps it was the affinity between the grass-type and the lands, but Athena retained much of the excitement for this place. If my waltz was lost with time, Athena never forgot the simple pleasure of being a Chikorita. Never mind my constant reminder to the Meganium that she was now a full-fledged adult and she had to act like one; I knew from the start that Athena never really considered evolution in its full gravity.

To her credit, the Meganium flitted into the role almost perfectly. She understood that growing stronger was her duty to me even if I had never considered it that way - and that evolution was part and parcel of gaining strength. There was no doubt that the Meganium had achieved maturity of the mind and the body, with her impressive combat strength and versatility, with a complexity of thought that had saved the whole team from danger many times. Everything she did, it was always for the team. She was always the same self-sacrificial figure; the stretchy Blu-tack that held everyone together, no matter how fragile she was.

When I watched the Meganium find paradise in the simple past, a flood of understanding refreshed in my mind. I had always known all along that Athena grew up because she appreciated the importance of doing so. She grew up for me, because I needed a grown-up to watch over everyone. She wanted to mother the mother of the group, and protect the protector of the group. Even till now, Athena endured the deficiency of attention I had given her. I wasnt being unappreciative, but I didnt know how to respond to the Meganiums quiet love except to lock my love for her. In my pursuit of solutions for newer problems, I oft neglected the underlying issues that revolved around my very first. I left her to grow up, which she did, so that I could selfishly spread my love elsewhere.

As Athena bounded across the field of daffodil, with a newfound clumsiness attributed by her massive size, I suddenly remembered the daughter who grew up with me, who took my burden upon my shoulders as soon as possible, without ever looking back at the dearth of childhood she would face if she ever reminisced about her past. This was Athenas love for me, I knew. But where was my love for her?

A loud thump stirred up some tinge of panic in me, but Athena was soon back on her feet again. I caught the magnificent beasts smile and I managed to return a swift look of shared exhilaration. It dawned on me that the last thing I would want to do was to betray my inner guilt to the beast, especially if that guilt would warrant more disappointment, discontent, or worse yet, self-reproach in Athenas heart. I knew enough of the Meganium to understand her tendency to shield me from any moral reproach, to take everything upon herself.

This was the smallest of privileges I could give her. How could I be meaner and take away whatever little she was left with? How could I take her mind off such stress-free fun, and remind her to the responsibilities she had to play as the most senior of the team?

And there were other knots in her heart that I had failed to completely remove, too. Her concealment of her fear of battles did not elude my sixth sense, and even though Athena had improved in these mundane tangible indicators over the years, I knew that much of her confidence came from my word of command. Even if I made a wrong judgment, her blind faith in me would see her carry through her task without doubt or complaint. But how was I able to persuade the Meganium that she had it in herself to fight independently? How was I going to wipe the slate of defeats clean, a slate that looked completely mediocre when placed beside Mizukis spectacular performance, or Cirrus accumulated wealth of defeat-turned victories?

Even with the past adding to the fog of the present, I could still see the Meganium swirling in her temporary forgetfulness. Taking on the role of the old, young carefree Satari was as easy as Athena taking on hers, but even physical constraints were reminding us that we had moved beyond the days of mediocre skill and ambition. Was I fretful in my unfair criticisms and unwarranted worries, then, or did my concerns hold some water in pointing out Athenas deficiencies?
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Its been a while, Satari.

How I miss those days. The lush, green lawn of Mother Natures. I remember how we used to dance among the petals, Athena. You always looked out for the daffodils. You hated people who trampled on those marvelous, blooming existences.

Its been so long since I felt so carefree and light. I remember your graceful steps, even if I cant follow them now. Athenas crisp, honest laughter churned uneasy guilt within my stomach. If I were a little smaller, I wouldve been able to retrace those steps. I watched you do it so many times, Satari. So many times.

I followed Athenas thread of reminiscence as far as I could; the onslaught of new goals and memories were starting to compete for attention with the frivolous past. Just like Iris and Amber and Lightning and Mizuki were catching my eye whenever I felt tempted to face my two trusty companions, the space in my heart was slowly dividing many ways, existing in more and more forms rather than the traditional love. Athena and me, we were mellowed in our interactions. There was no need for me to babysit, or for her to cling onto me. That mutual intimate interaction was funneled into a thread of spiritual trust. It was the kind of trust that I would ride on, knowing that Athena would know perfectly how I needed her assistance. Yet I was questioning less and less. Less on how I was managing our relationship, less on how I was treating Athena, and less on the place that Athena held in my heart.

Athena was still smiling serenely and politely at my frowning expression; she had seen enough of my contracted brow, and she had empathized enough with my causes for concentration to be warranting my attention like a little girl. She was the one that chose to grow up for her trainer, and she would hold on to her stand. Physically, there was no reversal of the changes that took place. Mentally, her adamant refusal would not only regress her mind to a possibly permanent state of immaturity, but also increase the already enormous amount of worries that her trainer had to deal with.

But concentration alone didnt serve as a viable escape. Those innocent hazel eyes pierced my deceptions with a stinging guilt of unfair transgressions, and I realized with a jolt that Athena hadnt been travelling with me for a very long time. My initial excuse was that Athenas large size made it hard for her to walk around easily, but I knew all along that my actions were little more than forceful imprisonment. By providing a brutal reason stamped with cruel reality, I not only indirectly disapproved of Athenas new build, but also crippled her with her own kindness to me. Her love for me degraded her into nothing more than a soulless attachment to the group.

So much has happened since. Yet I feel happy that were standing at the place we first started, where Im free to inhale the air that once stirred us on our journey. What a rare moment, Satari! We havent been alone together for a long time.

Each word served as a reminder of my selfish mismanagement, my blindness to Athenas inner appeal for the good old days where she was loved. That teary instinct of mine nudged me to step forward and stroke Athenas long neck lovingly, yet I still hated the way my hands moved so mechanically. Time had withered my sense of compulsion to express my love wholeheartedly, and when I felt it necessary to reaffirm my stand I was suddenly unable to do it. It was as though I had forgotten how to interact with the Pokemon I used to converse most with. Guilt got in the way. Neglect got in the way. We progressed so naturally upon the wrong path, it felt too unnatural to turn back to the right path. Effort must be made to shove those mental blocks that walled me from her.

I must be getting too big for you to cuddle, hmm? I miss those days when I could just snuggle right into you but this doesnt mean that I cant do it now!

The colossal head swung into me and nearly swept me off my feet, but I stood my ground all the same. I was stroking a different part of the same being, but the warmth was just as I remembered it. A flicker of pasts joy tickled me into inexplicable laughter, and though Athena couldnt exactly guess what I was thinking of, she found equal satisfaction in sharing my jubilance. It then struck me, too, that we hadnt laughed together in such a long time.

It took me longer to realize that the initial inertia was starting to apply brakes on my progress. I was suddenly reminded of why my attitude towards Athena was mellowing into an excuse of coolness: I had moved on under the guise of progress. I was afraid of embracing the past too much, and the acrophobic episode in Radloff reminded me of my worthless sentimentality.

Today forced me to reconsider many things. Was I throwing away too much for the sake of progressing?

Or did I fear to admit my affection for the past?

Or was I bounded by societys expectations of me, to confess that I had no use of ambition, that my joy came solely from my unbreakable bonds with my Pokemon?

Athena, tell me honestly. Have I changed much from the loving trainer I once was?

I didnt know what was harder to bear: Athenas genuine shock at my self-abolishment; her innocent belief in my affection for her, against my brutal betrayal; the nave tone of denial she took at my self-doubt; or the unfounded fear that she was causing me to worry more.

Everyone changes. If anything, youve become more mature, more cool-headed, more graceful in your every reaction than anything else.

I smiled at her, and kissed her unexpectedly on her cheek. Even in my disguised disgust at myself, I couldnt help but love the gentle beast for who she was: honeyed tongue, honeyed heart and honeyed optimism. She was the sun in my life, that I had taken for granted.

Some things never change, Athena. Like the fact that I still adore you.

I turned my head away in response to Athenas embarrassment, but I still could tell that Athena knew I was sincere. When the creature touched me tenderly again, I knew that Athena was ready to listen to me. I had initially reluctantly initiated the rest so that Athena could reconcile with the place she loved so much. To me, then, the importance of pushing on to Misthenge, then Mayriver, then Halcyon Forest still weighed heavily in my mind.

Now, everything else paled in comparison to Athenas happiness. It was the slightest atonement for my neglect, and I knew it definitely wasnt enough. It was just the start of my accumulation of deeds to make it up to Athena.

Take your time, Athena. Im in no hurry.
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When we were finally ready to set off, Athenas euphoria was replaced by a deep-seated anxiety that she wore like a belt whenever we entered unfamiliar territory. I knew of her cautious nature, but it wasnt hard to observe that Athenas nerves were stretching with the passage of time. The cause could be tentatively attributed to her increased caution, but my guilt continued pointing the finger to her lack of use in battle. Who else, to blame then, for stage fear? Wasnt it always the teachers responsibility to ensure that her students could take flight in the worlds stage without any fear of even trying?

Athena, dont worry so much. Well remain vigilant.

Still, we can hardly see around these parts. You must be careful too, Satari. Ill protect you any time.

We stuck close, instinctively. I was considerably more relaxed than the poor Grass-type and for good reason, for Athena kept having close calls with marshy pits yet the inherent fear was still there. I didnt know if Athena could feel it even in her fear, but a tinge of exhilaration at treading upon unfamiliar grounds was starting to grab hold of me, and it made taking the risk even more adrenaline-pumping than before.

Trekking through a thick envelop of mist, and on such undesirable mucky conditions, had the difficulty that its exterior promised, and it took the two of them nearly everything to ensure that they werent triggering Carnivine traps everywhere. The lumbering shadows of a Meganium might have stomped out the presence of the weaker Pokemon, but there was still a thrill of finding deadly Pokemon in the wild, and the thrill of discovering new plots of land. Athena might have preferred the familiarity of the grasslands, but even in the lack of sunlight Athena was starting to perk up marching alongside me. As long as we were careful, I reasoned, we had little cause for worrying about danger.

Im so sorry for putting you through this, Athena. My initial plan was to catch up with each other once were out of whats left of Murmur Valley, but I missed not speaking to you. Its been so long, with the others taking up so much of my time.

It hadnt occurred to me that Athenas inner inferiority was responding to my heartfelt confession, but I knew that the adolescent heart beating within the gigantic beast skipped a beat when I finally revealed my feelings. We had been so pointedly detached from each other, we almost forgot that our underlying connections held strong. When we revisited the same thread of intimacy again, time had strengthened our longing for the past, when we were almost inseparable. Part of us knew that change called for a different working dynamism between us. The other part of us screamed at the abolishment of such foolish guises. We wanted to be together again; that much was only strengthened with each superficial denial, with the past ticking by us every hour.

I always knew that, Satari. I never initiated a conversation, for fear that I would be disturbing you in your duties, yet I always wished that we could walk alongside each other again, as we did in the past.

How foolish of us, Athena. Were the original pair, we remain the closest! How dare those other Pokemon clamor for my attention like that!

I crossed my arms in mock irritation, knowing that Athena would be tickled pick at such farce. The Meganium had laughed; the bittersweet laugher struck me harder upon my dawning realization that my attempts to mock my team were striking back at me. It was, as they always say, impossible to please everyone no matter how hard I tried. Everyone had different needs, yet the same thing they demanded for me was the commodity I had limited supply of: a bigger space for them in my heart.

I picked a place that we cant waltz about, Athena. Stupid me. Do you find it too hard to travel through; maybe we should find an easier path?-

These marshes are nothing. Ill squash them into flatland with my newfound strength.

Weight, you mean. And be careful not to sink into the pits; I cant pull you out.

Hey, youre meaner than before! Whats got into you, Satari?

I employed a mix of teasing and praising to level the conversation, and the changes in maturity opened up a larger host of conversation between us. Mixed within a world of more sophisticated conversation, we were somewhat able to re-enact the same level of affection that I had with Athena. Yet we were both subconsciously aware of the subtle gaps in our relationship like there was no reversal to the old days like we assumed if we got together. By now, we cared too much to adopt the old carefree model in our lives. And our mindless intimacy and foolish behavior all that had to be replaced with a more mediated type of relationship.
Too much had changed. We couldnt carry on with the past, and we were somewhat troubled by that.

But then, hadnt I always been a stick in the mud, to wallow in the unreachable, intangible memories of days gone by?

When we lost ourselves in our search for pasts re-enactment, we failed to see that well-placed sinkhole that took us by surprise.
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Athena! That was the first thing I cried, even as I was futilely resisting the pull of the mud. I could hear cries similar to a Meganiums anguished grunting, but I was thrashing too much to concentrate on replying Athena. It didnt take too long for me to realize that the Carnivines were starting to circle around the sinkhole, and vines were prodding whichever part of me that remained above the surface. My Pokeballs were inches away from entering the hole, and that would be when even reinforcements were useless

Hold still! You will only sink deeper if you struggle.

The Extrasensory restored any common sense I was left with, and the periodic calm did help in slowing down my sinking. Under the Ninetales instructions, I barely caught hold of one of the vines just as one of the Carnivines was trying to infuriate me in my grave. The shocked creature tried very hard to extract its vine from my reach, but my adamant clinging to life meant that the huge swing whisked me out of my sinkhole and onto some other plot of safe land. I landed, muddy and stirring, but at least on land considerably safer than usual. The stench of the mud was starting to get to my mind, but the disagreeable sounds a close distance ahead triggered my cautious mechanism.

We didnt even wait for the creatures to draw closer. Amber and Lightning took initiative to engage the Carnivines that were searching for me furiously. In the thick fog, blinding wariness wore down the attention level on both sides. Both Carnivines took a blow from Ambers Payback and Lightnings Fire Punch respectively, but neither side did enough to cause enough harm to break free of the others engagement. The time wasting was only making Athena harder to find, and even harder to save.

We cant afford to waste any more time. Stand aside, Lightning!

A wave of scorching heat tore through the fogs visual protection, and from beyond the veil a loud grunt could be heard. Amber never waited for the enemys response attack; she led us away from the spot of danger, passing by a cowering Carnivine that was nursing its wounds. How would it realize that food had such an adept way of burning its tongue? Lightnings spark on her tail illuminated the ground for any potential sinkholes, but diffusion of light proved difficult in the fog. Light was soon trapped in the midst of the vapor, and I had to recall Lightning back before the blinding light robbed us permanently of visibility: the refraction of light was lighting up the area with such intensity, yet the path beyond remained as gloomy and unknown as ever.

Seconds turned into minutes, and Athenas chances of being rescued was dwindling with times relentless rushing. The guilt would not mean much in the face of eternity, yet the fret in myheart was duplicating at an exponential rate. The hanging disbelief in my heart blinded me of any reason; the fear of losing my closest partner was driving me crazy. Steps became a slow jog, then frenzied sprinting. I was going against Ambers well-meant advice, against my better judgment, but how were we going to pierce the thick fog to find a Meganium that might have plummeted into a sinkhole? The mind proved impossible to shield from visions of horror, and with each pressuring illusion panic multiplied within me with an alarming rate.

Desperation was building up along with sweat; fear was building up along with guilt; pressure was building up along with the notion of atonement. We were starting to resolve everything, and then, my lack of patience had cost us dearly. Many would laugh, chide, even ridicule my needless panic, but I was close to losing my companion, and one that I was going to atone to. To imagine that my plans to reverse my wrongdoing would cause a needless death, to imagine that I had sent an innocent beloved fellow being to her death with my lack of judgment Why was I making all these irreversible decisions that I would repent? Why did I even think it sensible to travel together in such a treacherous place, in such a thick fog? The idea of adventuring was for the brave and the prepared, not for the stupid trying to recreate an artificial trial for their own stupid salvation.

Satari-

Its all my fault. If I hadnt suggested such a damned idea, if I hadnt been so stupid

Listen to me, Satari-

I knew it! I was never fit to command Athena. How could I hurt her, and then and then

Satari Kobayashi! Shut the fuck up and listen to me!

The wake-up call didnt quite absolve me from tears, yet I must have realized that I looked quite pathetic in my self-wallowing, and I didnt even come up with a constructive idea for locating the Meganium. Amber had been struggling to establish a connection with me, out of my obstinate insistence at my own panic, so it wasnt surprising to see the Ninetales seething with anger. The Ninetales tails stood up by then, and it dawned on me that Amber had already detected something a long time ago. It wasnt very strong, or very definitive of Athenas mental blueprint, yet Amber had enough confidence to say that Athena was still fighting hard.

I was trying to tell you that I have already found something, but you were so busy plunging into your darkness, to notice anything! Its the same with Athena: she doesnt need you to go circling around your self-guilt. She wants you to stand up and stand strong, so that her sacrifice to grow up wont be in vain! You said you dont really want to move ahead, but this step backwards is killing her faster than it is killing you, Satari! The past is gone and she regrets it, Satari, but she loves you enough to want to move on and she wants you to do the same! If you know what I mean, you must know what Athena wants of you. Not some half-assed trip down memory lane. She needs you to affirm your confidence and hers. She needs security, and your shaky determination is not helping even if it means she can go on dancing blindly in the fields.

I was dumbfounded, not by the gravity of Ambers words, but by how much she understood of Athena and me, and by the weight behind the implications of her words. Up till now, I had been going on things in the wrong way. I was obsessed with atoning to Athena, and in that way, I had been denying the change that she had gone through and the change I had gone through. This wishy-washy attitude was the very thing that shook Athenas mental pillar.

The similar waft of aroma was filling my nostrils, and Ambers reaction told me that I was not hallucinating this time. In the swirling mist, I was miraculously clear of the scents direction. The malediction from a furious Ninetales had wiped out all inhibitions in my mind. Perhaps out of shock, perhaps out of genuine understanding, but I suddenly saw the light in preserving Athenas sacrifice.
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The shimmering of light greeted me before Athenas large size did. Glittering shields reminded me of Athenas favorite style in battling, yet I was content in following my instincts. The scent could have been from any predators trying to lure food in their path, yet I had plucked out the courage from Ambers words, and enforced it onto my belief in my understanding of the Meganium. The Safeguard had been more than familiar, and the ethereal shields were the oft-used damage-halving skills that Athena used way too often.

Yet it held the ground far better than what everyone said. Grimers were common in the Valley, but the presence of a Muk shocked me further than anything else. Even for a place so populated with Grimers, Muks were almost non-existent here for the reason that Grimers couldnt find enough slime to bulk up into a Muk that size. A cursory glance at the creature affirmed that Athenas tough time against the creature, yet Athena knew enough of her strengths to hold ground against something that even spotted her weakness. Yet I was hesitant in calling out to her, for fear that she might get distracted.

So its such a pleasure to see Athena get battered, I must say.

What are you saying? Athenas doing well holding against her weakness!

I remember. You dont mind getting hammered by presents challenges. You prefer to remain in the past, as do she. So you can hold ground against a Muk, yes! Hold the old strategies close to your heart, and maintain that defensive wall perfectly. I can help you clean up the Muk, if you want youre unlikely to wall that slimeball to death, anyway-

Athena, Razor Leaf!

Amber hadnt resisted the red beam from her resident Pokeball, but I had been too absorbed in Athenas battle to notice that smirk of triumph the Ninetales sported before returning willingly. The Meganium almost wheeled on the spot to catch a glance of her trainer, the trainer she thought she had lost, before responding to the steely command with a harsh Razor Leaf of her own. The leaves grazed the Muks armor with little effect, but the Pokemon had cried out in pain and I knew instantly that the Muk wasnt as strong as she had expected.

The Gunk Shot had come out of nowhere, but Athena was more confident in leaping out of the way than she had been before. The large creature galloped past the Muks absent-minded hurling and slammed into the beast with a well-placed Body Slam. Disorientated, the Muk took quick defensive action and shrank to avoid being noticed.

This may not be much, but at least Minimize wont work. Have the Magical Leaves search the Muk out!

More colorful leaves swirled out of Athenas petals and sliced the Muk where it thought it would have dodged the attacks. When the Muk yanked out a Disable to stop Athena from those directly accurate assassin leaves, it didnt notice the Sweet Scent escaping from the flowers on Athena. When it had turned around to source for the smell of the aroma, the Meganium had slammed into the little Muk again. Luck was on their side.

The Muks weakening. Petal Dance!

A flurry of petals graced the sights of all involved, and though the Muk was used to the fog it had never seen dancing flowers swiveling down its sight, blocking its view from the deadly Meganium. The pain was starting to get to it, and its determination to end the battle culminated in a wave of sludge. But the galloping monster had endured the move those protective shields had flung half of its muck away from the Meganium and the rush of petals hurt Muk more critically than it should. The Muk stood up again, sizing up back to its normal size, but it didnt like the look on that Meganiums eyes. Nor did it want to admit that it was hurting too much to pull off a proper counterattack.

Athena had charged, but the Muk swirled its grimy mass into one of the sinkholes around. Athena skidded to a halt, confused and exhausted, as the shields wore out after the passing of time. The petals were slowly landing onto the ground, moist and tainted with mud, but the victory was certain and little did the remaining muck dull the flowery atmosphere. Athena didnt take long to recover from the confusion, and soon it was questioning on its battle.
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If you look back now, at what youve done and what youve become, would you still pick the path of evolution?

We kept silent throughout the rest of the journey into Misthenge, but I couldnt hold my tongue when we finally reached the city. Much of what Amber said was replaying in my head like a broken recorder, but it had made me ponder how much I actually knew of the Athena, despite how much time I had spent with the Pokemon. Part of me feared admitting that I hadnt been as observant as I should, or worse yet, I took more of Athenas love than I should. It had also never occurred to me that Amber and Athena actually conversed more than I knew; that they were closer friends than I would expect, given their disparity in their characters.

I knew youd ask me about it. Amber told me a long time ago.

There was teasing reproach detected in the tone Athena adopted, yet something told me that the Meganium had been thinking about the issue as often as I did. The rift hadnt been something we observed just recently. It was a change in our interaction that we needed time to get used to. It was unfamiliar, yet at the same time essential if we wanted to progress further.

When I became a Bayleef, I didnt have the time to think, nor the reason to refute. I loved you too much, and you were more fragile than ever in that state. I knew that, like Cirrus, I would need to ensure that you were safe. In those days where there were only Cirrus and me, survival became a key issue alongside affection. We struggled to stay afloat to upgrade our firepower, to overcome our past inhibitions, to gain money, to gain confidence, to gain fame. I evolved because I knew that you needed me as a Bayleef, and I never doubted your love. As much as I loved being a Chikorita, I understood that being a senior meant that I need to be stronger and wield more resolve than anyone else.

There were many incidents that affirmed my path of advance. The Grand Melee taught me that strength was crucial in preserving our status as a trainer. But above all, we proved that we both had the strength and the benevolence needed to be a great figure in Opaddeka. We didnt give up at the brink of death, nor did we collapse. We held on to our beliefs and we proved that hey, we are capable of standing on our two feet. It was cowardice to some, but I knew you were giving hope to the rest. And my brief experience with power informed me of the future you will definitely have.

That is why I evolved. Even when I missed the past of being a Chikorita, I evolved. We can remain back in the past, Satari, but that isnt what your heart truly wants. I saw it when you challenged George; when you took on that Charizard beast; when you undertook many of those challenges that your nature wouldnt normally warm up to. I know and you do too that your heart beats with a positive excitement for improving and growing.

You worry for me when I evolve and lose that childhood I once grew attached to. But thats the very reason I evolved. Because I have a trainer who nursed me from the start, because I have a trainer that needs protection and strength to stand on her own two feet. Look at you now, Satari. Youre a changed woman, with new strength, with new confidence. Yet your compassion remains constant, and that has always been the beacon to your glory and your well of strength. To remain constant in your moral stance thats why youre so charismatic, Satari. And if I have a chance to reverse that clock, I will do the same. You need it, and you deserve it.


A shaft of light escaped the thick clouds above and shone a warm light on Misthenge. The backdrop was still misty with fog, yet everything else seemed incredibly clear. Fog alone could not shield the light of love from shining through.

Leaving the past didnt seem so painful, suddenly. On that new path, the next stretch was starting to reveal itself.
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Hmmm.

Okay. Gonna admit I found this one a little more wordy than usual. Your vocab is great, but so much of it I felt was excessive - if only because you say one thing, move on to the next paragraph, and rephrase the first thing again. Not always the best thing to be doing, yeah?

That said, it got really over-talky to the end. And kind of boring. Switched off a little.in the last two posts. On a final note on my general criticism, I didn't like the random skips. It made things really jolty and I found myself struggling to understand what was actually going on. It's almost like you kind of stopped caring towards the end (but with a freeform, I'll be honest, I understand that feeling).

Of course, you stick to the theme beautifully and do explain that. So I couldn't possibly deduct you for that.

So let's see. Score... 11.3, then your 1.5x takes you to 17.0.
Edited by Kirin, Aug 12 2011, 04:51 AM.
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