Hello there, my name's Zal. Yes, I'm a Zoroark, an Albino, actually... I hope you aren't offended by that. Er... please enjoy your stay.
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"You’re restless, eh? That’s new for you." The old man laughed.

Throb.

"You know far better than I the value of time, friend."

Throb.

"The missing pieces? Ahh, I see what you’re getting at."

Throb.

"Me? Oh, nah… I’m plenty full for now. No need to use that old nickname of mine." 

The old man’s expression darkened slightly.

"…Your ‘Devourer’ will be sated when it’s over. He knows that well enough. No need to remind him."

The elderly man’s expression returned to a peaceful one, content in the forest night.

"Only after that will the journey finally be at an end. What a weird thought, eh? Heh heh."

Throb.

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My head’s been throbbing a bit lately, it feels like my eyes are full of pressure too. Like they just… ache, somehow. I haven’t been straining them though, that’s what’s confusing me.

I asked Mir about it and she took me to a doctor, the best one ever! But he couldn’t find anything wrong, at least not with my eyes or brain.

Maybe its just a headache… I’ll try getting more sleep, then.

(( I think I actually have a bit of plot formed for Zal
But I don’t feel confident about it at all
Lazarus has more plotish things imminent but he’s still in such of a design limbo visually I can’t exactly implement any of it

Sometimes I feel like I really should just give up because my plots really are the lamest out there (as some anons seem to keep saying, please fuck off) but ugh, I don’t know… plus I keep wanting to bring in more characters but that’s just gonna bring me more grief ))

[[ Anyone remember Lazarus? lol probably not

he’s a really really old guy to whom there is a lot more than meets the eye…

Yeah I got a little spurred on by some friends’ encouragement earlier and so I went on a doodling spree during class

The left picture was the first doodle but the paper it was on was TERRIBLE with my pencil, really really smeary, so i tried to draw him again on one of the crappy printer papers i have (they have a ton of little flecks in them so i cant use em for serious drawings ugh)

also Zoroark legs are hella hard and also hair and beads. I’ll finalize him someday /sobs ]]

[[ sometimes I remember I actually have plot-ish things for Zal

And Lazarus too especially, weird old guy he is.

but then its just like Tay no dont even try

my plots are complete and utter shit 

how does everyone come up with such great plots /sobs you guys are amazing ]]

bundleofbeasties:

((i dreW A ZOROARK

tbh i’ve always wanted one
because dang. do u know how much shit she could cause with that illusion power. haS ANYONE EVEN ATTEMPTED TO DO THAT???

THERES LIKE 10 OF THEM HAVE ANY OF THEM PRETENDED TO BE ANOTHER CHARACTER AND FUCK SHIT UP))

[[ AW YE RAY WELCOME TO DA CLUB ]]

scribblinghoss:

i was playing with my newly caught sigilyph yesterday in amie on the way to seattle and made a very important discovery

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The albino zoroark plodded steadily through the tall grass, like a cloud above a dark green sea. The gloom around her was pierced by rays of sunlight through the thick canopy of leaves above, dappling her fur and the forest floor with patches of light. Her stomach let out a gurgle. She was far from home, but eating could wait til later. 

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tags: #zalpost #ic
In celebration of Mother’s day, ask my muse anything about his/her mother

(Source: legendasalvatoris)

[[ yup nevermind looks like the drivers malfunctioned

AGAIN.

so that means i have to restart the system and recalibrate the piece of poop

this tablet is horrendous it keeps doing this out of the blue AND THE CABLE TO IT DOESNT EVEN CONNECT RIGHT

I need to save up for a new one god damn ]]

[[ …. I fuckin hate my tablet

IT WAS WORKING FINE JUST A FEW MINUTES AGO AND NOW SUDDENLY PEN PRESSURE IS GONE… wtf ]]

whimsicalchai:

whiteillusion:

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Zal’s eyes took on a greenish glint as she increased her effort, the calm swelling and chewing away at the discordant energy until naught remained. “It’s alright now… everything’s fine.” Inwardly she thanked whatever god or gods were listening that this actually had worked. Then again, she supposed she should thank the forest, too.

When Chai collapsed, Zal caught her to break her fall. She probably needs the rest right now, Zal thought, but what the hell was all that? She squinted down at the cracked seed, eyes narrowing viciously as she felt that tug in her left ear. Like a gut feeling, that told her something was amiss. 

Lightning fast, she scooped the thing into one of the little glass bottles she had in her satchel and tightly latched it. Normally those were used to hold the saps she collected, but this, whatever it was, took a bit more precedence at the moment. “I think her family should know about this… its far too worrying to leave alone, that’s for sure.” she murmured, pale brows creasing in concern. Zal would remain there in the clearing— ears pricked to attention and ever vigilant of their surroundings— sheltering her friend until she would awaken.

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Cradled safely in the young woman’s arms, she would sleep soundly for the time being. A woman’s figure passed behind the nearby marred trees, but she was gone before a word could have been said to her.

The pokemon that had fled were reasonably cautious when they returned-many a hiding spot had been overturned. But, by perhaps some miracle, their own personal homes weren’t destroyed. Of course, some new trees would have to be planted though…

The seed in question was a worry seed. Grass types were common in the area, so it could have come from one of them by accident. However, it was still peculiar.

Half an hour would pass before she woke up; slowly looking up at Zal with surprise. A simple tilt of the head spoke asked her question: Zal? What’re you doing here? “…?”

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Zal’s eyes widened slightly at the shadow of a female figure in the distance, and even though it disappeared almost as instantly, she didn’t budge an inch, watching the shadow until it was gone. That was weird. The albino continued her watch, taking note of the forest pokemon slowly returning to survey the area and seek out their burrows and hollows and homes. 

Zal peered at the seed in the little bottle. It looked a bit like a worry seed. She’d seen some grass types use such things, but what had it been doing on Chai? The grass types in the area tended to be peaceable unless directly threatened or harassed or outright provoked… and Chai certainly didn’t seem like a person to do that, so maybe it hadn’t come from here. In any case, it ought to be looked into if it was possibly what might have caused something so serious.

Her ears perked at the movement in her lap and she looked down at the other girl, smiling a bit in relief. “Hey, Chai… are you okay?” she asked gently, her ears lowered in an expression of worry.

-Hello there, his eyebrows are now meeting his hairline- I trust Zal and we are close friends. I cannot help that she brings out the childish pup in me sometimes

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Heehee, I couldn’t ask for a better bud. *smiles* And I’m glad I can bring out that side of you, all those stern faces you make might stick otherwise. *obviously joking*

skookumthesamoyed:

Snuggle buddies in front of the fan

whimsicalchai:

whiteillusion:

This always happens? Zal’s mind raced. That didn’t sound good at all, especially if it was causing Chai such pain… the albino had a terrible feeling in her gut about it. This psychic force was rooted in the mind as most psychic things were, Zal reasoned, and while there was no way she could imagine to fix it permanently for the sake of her friend, maybe… maybe she could manage to calm it this once? Her retreats into the Deepwood came back to mind, the things she had learned and practiced, what the green ones had spoken to her of. But she had never attempted this with regards to another person, other than once under Zeus’ guidance. But that was so long ago, she’d come so far since… surely she could do something, then?

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As much as she had wished Zal would have taken heed to her words, because she foolishly believed that this was something that should run its course like a fever… what she was doing was bringing her mind some peace.

Her fears were being swept away by the currents of calm, and mellifluous was its song. Like cupping a conch shell to ones ear; that is what it felt like to her.

Chai strangely brought her hands to her chest; the last of her tears resting on her eyelashes. Surely it was a thankful gesture. “How beautiful…” she murmured as the power died down, and any further destruction of the surrounding forest was prevented.

A weird seed slipped free from her hair and cracked harmlessly on the ground. Chai followed suit, but instead she laid down at Zal’s feet and rested. 

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Zal’s eyes took on a greenish glint as she increased her effort, the calm swelling and chewing away at the discordant energy until naught remained. “It’s alright now… everything’s fine.” Inwardly she thanked whatever god or gods were listening that this actually had worked. Then again, she supposed she should thank the forest, too.

When Chai collapsed, Zal caught her to break her fall. She probably needs the rest right now, Zal thought, but what the hell was all that? She squinted down at the cracked seed, eyes narrowing viciously as she felt that tug in her left ear. Like a gut feeling, that told her something was amiss. 

Lightning fast, she scooped the thing into one of the little glass bottles she had in her satchel and tightly latched it. Normally those were used to hold the saps she collected, but this, whatever it was, took a bit more precedence at the moment. “I think her family should know about this… its far too worrying to leave alone, that’s for sure.” she murmured, pale brows creasing in concern. Zal would remain there in the clearing— ears pricked to attention and ever vigilant of their surroundings— sheltering her friend until she would awaken.