Travels of Artictress: Tobias of the Johto Region Entry #5 (HeartGold)

Entry #5 An Epic Chase

So...I might have wasted a lot of energy chasing after some legendaries. I can't recall their names, just that I ran into one once and then became obsessed with chasing them down. I would go all across the Johto Region just for a glimpse at one. Figuring I needed to trap them from getting away, I tried to make one fall asleep...that didn't work.

The bad part of that was I didn't train my Pokemon as quickly as I should've. I could have spent endless days and nights finding the best places but I didn't. I spent my time trying to capture Pokemon I have no chance at getting right now. I felt useless each time one of them escaped and not even picking Apricorns could cheer me up.

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"The Queen is going to feed you." Lei said as she started cleaning my wounds.

"Because she wants me to have just enough fight in me to make the rape interesting for her men." I said, taking a bite out of the bread.

The woman didn't reply and I didn't question how she got her information. If she hadn't told me before I wasn't going to expect an answer. Maybe she had overheard something or maybe she had been sent by Jaime. Of course he wouldn't have alerted me if that was a case. He might still serve his sister, but he wouldn't let certain people die.

"But you'll be able to fight them off." Lei said hopefully. "You've dealt with dragons. People...they must be easier."

"Each opponent always presents a new set of obstacles." I replied with a small smile, her confidence amusing me. "Just because I can tackle dragons doesn't mean I can do the same here. What is being done to me will affect how well I can fight. I might be able to defend myself one or two times but eventually I will be violated. Eventually one of the men will succeed."

There was a few more minutes of silence as she continued to help me. Her touch was gentle and sure as she healed me as much as she could. It wasn't the touch of a warrior but of a more gentler type. I had no thought but to continue to fight but I knew any world needed different kinds of people. There needed to be healers as well as fighters. The healers could heal the fighters and be more useful in times of peace. There also needed to be people obsessed with figuring out the world so knowledge could spread. My fate would never bring me to the life of Father, but I wouldn't think less of those who chose a path different than my own. Right now I needed Lei, even if she would betray me later.

"I am a survivor," I told her. "Even if my spirit and body are crushed, I will continue on. I will fight through my pain and endure as I always have."

"I just...I don't think anyone could." Lei replied sadly. "I know you can't see yourself but...you look like you're a few seconds away from death. I don't see you surviving this."

"Then why help someone doomed to die?"

-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Jaime Lannister Fic

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Mini-Review: Doctor Strange (2016)

It has been awhile since I've actually posted a review on this blog. I bet some of you here didn't think I did them in the first place as it has been that long. I'm hoping to get more reviews out by doing this mini-review format. If I want to go into actual depth on this movie I'll do so via multi-vlog reviews or other posts.

In this review of Doctor Strange there will be spoilers. So if you haven't seen the movie stop reading now and go see it before continuing.

Arnold Weber (Jash's Dragon Army)

This dragon has been named: Arnold Weber by me as no one else suggested a name. I named him Arnold as I am really starting to get into Westworld. For now there is no confirmed picture of the mysterious character.

The bio I have planned for him is:

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"You did the best you could." K-Mart told me as she looked out a window. "Alice just isn't ready to listen to reason yet."

"And what if she never does?" I asked her, aware of the others' eyes on me. "We might end this war with her dead. I'll have killed someone whose only wrong was being f****d over."

"Permission to speak freely, Isaacs." One of the men asked.

I had to hide a soft smile as this is why I didn't mind K-Mart speaking so frankly in front of me. Besides needing to be reassured, I wanted my fellow Mormonts to realize that Alice wasn't evil. That no matter the atrocities we committed against each other, I was willing to make peace with her. Umbrella and the zombies were enemies, not Alice. I wanted those under my command to be aware of that and not to demonize her for her actions.

"Permission granted." I replied with a slight nod of my head.

"You can't reason with some people." He said. "She has made her intentions against us very clear and so she is the enemy. You shouldn't debate whether or not she deserves it: it's you or her. And, frankly, I would rather you survive than the one trying to kill us."

"If only things were so clear. Just because you have to kill someone doesn't mean you should be happy or indifferent about it. You should realize the implications of your actions or you might just turn out like Wesker and his ilk."

-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's an Alice Fic

You can read it HERE

A Queen Without a Kingdom (Daenerys' Journal)

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The chill in the air made me wrap my body around Jorah more. It was a slightly odd arrangement as he was a Wildclaw and I was an Imperial, one of the largest breeds on Sornieth. But we made it work and I couldn't think of anyone else I'd rather be with than him. He cared for me and I for him. We seemed to be two dragons in one body at times.

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"This is where I stood as my enemies fell." Cersei said before I could reply. "The High Sparrow thought he could control me like he could control my son. It wouldn't surprise me if in his arrogance he stopped everyone from escaping. I should probably go to the Sept and thank him for that. He thought I would bow to him like a filthy commoner, he never imagined that I could beat him. Besides him I killed House Tyrell in one fell swoop. All my enemies thinking they could defeat me and yet here I am as Queen of the Seven Kingdoms."

"Yes, it's very lucky that your children died so you could sit on the throne." I said stoically, making my voice as steady as it could be right now. "Joffrey, Myrcella, and Tommen. I thought you brought me here so I could think on how you killed your last child. You were here gloating and abandoned Tommen at his time of need. How did it feel seeing his corpse? Did it make your victory all the more sweeter?"

Her response was how I imagined it. Her lips curled and she seemed about to lose control. For a moment I thought she would put her queenly duties behind her and lash out like the monster she was. But then she grew calmer and went to pick up her glass of wine. Slowly she picked it up and started to drink. I thought she did so to calm herself. My words had hurt her and I wondered what emotions were bubbling behind those eyes. Was it anger that I was stronger than she had imagined? Was it sadness of losing her child?

-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Cersei Lannister Fic

You can read it HERE