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reach with in to your childhood elite four/the pile of characters you wrote when you were twelve and you may find a friend and boy(tm)
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i’m kinda,,
considering moving faba to a multimuse blog
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y’know i keep drawing one of my other muses with faba’s hair even though technically it probably shouldn’t look quite like it
i mean??
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but i’m gonna keep doing it
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@ myself: w h a t
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I know that all I’ve done the past like week is post ooc excuses this should be the last one though
This week my grandma’s over meaning I probably won’t have much time to do stuff here
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so i got sick out of like nowhere yesterday and,, i’m going to probably have to wait until i feel better before i try writing just because i don’t want to try to write through the haziness because i just think it wouldn’t be good for anyone if i tried to
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so we got this puppy but the original owner was nice enough to let us have a little trial with it just in case it didn’t work out
and i’m not sure it’s going to work out
but uh yeah that’s,, why nothing’s been happening in regards to activity today
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au where i can balance more than one blog/muse
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Sorry for not doing much of anything today- got thrown off and did other things on my other blog
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Funny, if he was the president, there’s a chance he would have frozen up. Intimidation worked in so many ways; his supposed trauma of her was weak, stale almost. In the end, faba has to strain himself to catch him, whilst to the pathetic cries like he defined him as, if not, make wimp run even faster: “Nu uh; Green r’east! Green r’east bean! R’ake caution, runaway!!”
Why had he created this thing again? All the thing did was run! And Faba couldn’t run for too long before running out of breath- he was a scientist, after all, not some athlete. He had reached his limit, he couldn’t run anymore, though he did try walking after it until he felt like he was about to faint. He had been sprinting, after all- a quick way to get rid of what little physical energy he had.
But he watched the dog run off through his vision that was starting to blur slightly. Through his heavy breathing, he managed to yell at it again, but it was a much weaker yell than before, even though he was trying to yell louder. He was just that exhausted. “Come...back...! You...you can’t just...just run away!”
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R sees the creator (and in a cosmic sort of cartoony humor, RiGHT in front of him) - terrifyinggreen bean that sprouts the most anxieties - having the name in his ears and out the other - and ZOINKS! After his awfully submissive position, screams and dirt is kicked up Faba’s face, in /his/ purpose. Chimera3 sprints away SO FAST -
What in the name of- before he had time to do much of anything, the other runs off. Faba wipes the dirt from his face, glad that he had his glasses to at least protect his eyes, and starts trying to chase the cowardly creature.
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“Get back here, you pathetic creature! You don’t run away from your master, your creator!”
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really though i’m just gonna apologize for how awkward i am to everyone right now-
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Faba followed behind the two, simply smirking at her. She wasn’t taking her seriously at all. He could do whatever he wanted, he was the Branch Chief! And he doubted that she hadn’t stolen anything, anyways. After all, she was in Team Skull. And they were, of course, known for stealing things.
At the Employee’s question, the man gave a quick nod. “Yes, yes, you should do that. We’ll see just how long it takes for her to admit to her crime.” He then looked at her once more. “And, just to make sure you don’t try anything, maybe I, the Branch Chief, can spare some of my time to watch you. I hope you’re proud of yourself- wasting such an important man’s time.”
Starter for @hiighandmiightybranchchiief
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          Dana was giving the other a dirty look as she was escorted down the hall by an Aether Employee, who had a pretty tight grip on her upper arm. This forced her to move forward along with the Employee. Dana called back to Faba, anger in her voice and eyes.            ❝ You can’t just do this. I didn’t even try’n steal nothin’. Who cares if I’m in Skull. Let me go, ❞ she hissed, trying to get away from the Employee.            ❝ Do I put her in the cell, ❞ asked the Employee who was escorting her down the hallway.
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She has his goggles on. "Lookit me I'm Java. I'm a bean poll. Update Java."
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“How did you-” Lucky for him, he had another pair. Faba took them out and put them on his face, then crossed his arms. “Listen up here, Java or whatever your actual name is, you can’t just steal other people’s things and make weird jokes!”
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aetherbeast‌:
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                      [ > 𝚄𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁𝚂𝚃𝙾𝙾𝙳. 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙲𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙳𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺 … ]                           [ > 𝖫𝖮𝖦𝖦𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖳𝖤𝖲𝖳 𝖱𝖤𝖲𝖴𝖫𝖳𝖲 𝟤𝟢𝟢𝟣𝟧𝟪𝟤𝟣𝟢… ]                  [ > 𝖱𝖴𝖭𝖭𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖣𝖨𝖠𝖦𝖭𝖮𝖲𝖳𝖨𝖢𝖲 … 𝖧𝖴𝖫𝖫 𝖨𝖭𝖳𝖤𝖦𝖱𝖨𝖳𝖸 𝖠𝖳: 𝟦𝟪% ]                                  [ … 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙽𝚄𝙴 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝚁𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 ? _ ] FAILED. FAILED. FAILED. The beast could not understand that it was its creators fault that it failed, over and over and over again. It could not understand that it was a flaw in the experiment itself, in this rat maze of a simulation, that relayed erroneous data and threw off its performance. But it understood failure. It understood fear. Fear of electricity, of scalpals and needles, of decommission. It COULD not fail, it was < SERIAL ID: ALPHA_UNIT BK_01. > The RKS System was wearing heavily on the creature now. Type change after type change threatened to overheat its still delicate system, and its chest heaved sharply with exhaustion and abuse. This was the fourth run today. The fourth time it had attempted to avoid the multiple attacks that had torn at its flanks from the test room walls. 
What could he do now with the beast? He considered giving it a bit of a break. Maybe it wouldn’t be too long, but it was mostly a living creature. No matter how almost perfect they were supposed to be, living things couldn’t exactly keep doing things when they were tired. Yet, a break would be a waste of time, now, wouldn’t it? And time was money.
“Yes, how about we continue? We can do this one more time. Then, you can get a little break before we keep going. Does that sound good? Try your best! If you do well enough, maybe I’ll give you a longer break!” Even if it was mostly a machine and might not understand most of what he was saying, he couldn’t help but talk to it as if it were a person, even if he didn’t exactly consider it equal to a person.
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“Go on, Alpha. How about we try again? Isn’t your directive simple enough? Are you even trying? Come on...don’t fail me this time. I’m sure you can succeed if you just try.” His voice had a fake ‘sweet’ tone to it as he spoke, as if he was taunting the creature.
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sun and moon more like
sun and mood(tm)
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balsamina‌:
“My goodness… That is a long while.”
Yet it seemed he couldn’t so much as touch the creature without getting snapped at. It could be believed that Bruxish was just in a poor mood, as Faba claimed– had he not instantly calmed at the sight of another.
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Lusamine gave him a gentle smile and spoke in a soft, soothing voice. “Hello there, lovely. Being difficult today, are we?”
Feeling no fear of being bitten herself (the Bruxish appeared quite docile now– perhaps even curious– and her Lilligant was at her side to prevent any unseemly behavior), she then daringly offered out a hand, beckoning Bruxish to her. Only belatedly did she think to ask for Faba’s permission.
“Ah… May I?”
Before Faba had the chance to answer her, the Bruxish darted over to Lusamine’s hand. The pokemon preceeded to rub the side of his face against her hand to show that he was comfortable with her. Meanwhile, Faba could only laugh a bit awkwardly.
“W-well, I...I wasn’t going to say no to you, Lusamine. I was a little worried he might get a little snippy with you, but it looks he likes you.”
At the sound of his voice, his Bruxish turned and gave him another glare, then looked up at Lusamine, appearing to be smiling. Faba sighed at this. Why did it have to be the Bruxish that popped out? Why couldn’t it have been literally any of his other pokemon?
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“I-I think that he’s just not happy with me about something. But I don’t know what that could possibly be. But it seems like he’s always mad at me about whatever it is. It’s just so...strange.”
The Bruxish rolled his eyes. He knew that Faba knew what that ‘something’ was. But he would rather be by Lusamine than him for the moment. If she and her Lilligant hadn’t been there, there was a good chance he would’ve bitten Faba as many times as he could before he could be returned to his pokeball.
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