Oh hey, I’m caught up with PWCH for once, so that means that I can actually read these without being worried about massive spoilers. Probably. Maybe. But anyhow, let’s get out a review of these things, since I’ve always been interested in them.
PWCH UNIVERSE DRABBLES
Dark Void
A crack in the cliff beckoned to Poochyenna, the path inside dipping downwards into inky blackness. His body trembled with tension, and he fought to keep his tail from tucking between his legs.
Oh yeah, that’s not worrisome at all there.
A houndoom stepped forward. “Like your forefathers before you, you stare into the Void. Have courage, young one. You must face the darkness. If your courage holds and you make it to the end, Darkrai will bless you, and accept you as a full member of our people. If you don’t…” The houndoom didn’t finish.
Houndoom: “You die, obviously. But let’s not dwell on that too hard.”
Poochyenna would be brave. For life, for honor, he would be brave.
He… didn’t make it, did he?
Gone Rogue
Aurora stumbled in front of the elders. Their expressions ranged from disgust to pity.
“Sneasel Aurora,” a linoone began, eyes cold and steely. “You have betrayed our tribe. You brought the outsiders against our wishes. Then they killed our young. The elders have decided…”
He glanced to an elderly weavile. She refused to look up. “...For the crime of going rogue and hurting the tribe, you shall be exiled, and your bloodline stricken from our heritage.”
Would recommend dividing this up. Though huh, somehow I never realized that PWCH used HoC-naming for how in-setting names work. Though why does this feel like a perspective flip echo to the events of early PWCH? Since minus the whole ‘social death and getting run out of town’ part, this is basically what happened to Haru and the gang after the Nippening.
Aurora’s expression was hurt. Then she scowled. “Fine. This is not the tribe I knew anymore. I don’t need you. I’ll thrive without you.“
Aurora has some sort of relation to Nip, doesn’t she? Since she just gives off that sort of vibe right now.
From the Darkness
Poochyena navigated the caves by smell, sound and feel. There was no light and no breeze, only suffocating darkness.
Oh, it’s this guy again. Cue the macro:
“Hello.”
Poochyena’s hackles rose. Someone was here. Who dared to intrude on his sacred trials?
… Maybe I spoke too soon.
A single blue eye appeared, glowing in the darkness. He saw hints of something wispy moving.
Ohai, Darkrai.
There was a flash, then hundreds of crystals lit the room. And floating in front of him was his patron. Darkrai was here? Was this the best kept secret of the trial?
“I am the final challenge in your trial,” Darkrai said, opening their arms wide. “Welcome to my domain.”
Oh, so
now Poochyena’s dead. Since unless if Darkrai’s trial is something to the effect of ‘don’t nope out from my nightmare’...
Very Ancient
A mienshao crept through the darkness. Deep in the caves, where the stone was cold and untouched by the sun, he had only the soft glow of a luminous orb to guide him.
Mienshao: “How on earth did I get into this situation anyways?” >_>;
His paw pressed up against something with a strange texture. Smooth and warm, with slight give.
At once he smashed his orb on the ground. A flash illuminated the chamber.
In front of him, Continent Tower. Brittle plant matter and ages of dirt clung to its body.
I mean, I knew that he existed in spite of Haru’s protestations, but it’s still surprising to see him in the flesh like this.
“Great Regigigas…” The mienshao mumbled, awestruck. “I’ve finally found you. War rages outside. Please, stalwart titan, we need your help.”
This… happened sometime in the past, didn’t it? Since I don’t recall ever seeing a Mienshao chilling around Theran Village.
TRAINERVERSE DRABBLES
Nocturnal
Moonlight trickled through the warehouse windows. A light scratching noise made the trainer whip around.
His flashlight illuminated an empty wall. The scratching persisted. To his side, his torracat stood at attention, eyes as round as the moon.The flame sac around her neck blazed with energy, providing some light around them.
Oh, so the ‘nocturnal’ isn’t about the Torracat there, I assume.
A crashing noise behind him made the trainer yelp. Torracat bristled, her tail fluffed.
“I know you’re here. Come out already!”
There was a shifting noise. Then dozens of small bodies, a sea of tan and black, rushed forward. The trainer’s flashlight clattered to the floor.
“Oh rats.”
Oh well
that would be a freaky encounter there. That’s Alolan Rattata for you, I guess. Though I think that security guard’s gonna need a bigger cat.
GENERAL PMD/POKECENTRIC DRABBLES
Politoed
“Face it, Dolly, you can’t sing.”
Dolly the politoed glared at her heckler, her vocal sac inflating with indignation. “I can too. You’re just jealous of my skills.”
Small nitpick, but ‘sac’ as in the body part has no ‘k’ to it, which is specifically a container.
“Hey, maybe you shouldn’t push your luck,” a poliwag whispered, but the poliwhirl just crossed his arms.
“If you're so good, then prove it.”
Dolly’s “singing” is going to be horrific ear murder, isn’t it?
“Well, maybe I will.” Dolly narrowed her eyes at the poliwhirl, taking a deep breath. Then she began to sing at the top of her lungs in a horrible, off-key tone. “WE’RE NO STRANGERS TO LOVE-”
“Oh no!” the poliwag screwed his eyes shut. “What have you done?”
I really just got Rickrolled by this collection, didn’t I? That’s at once evil and hilarious. :V
Well these were some fun pieces to read. I can’t really harp too much about failings since these appear to be built around the strict definition of a drabble, though I honestly am hoping that some of the scenarios that got brought up come up again in the future in some of your other writings, since they were fascinating to see. Good work with the drabbles
@windskull , and hopefully there will be a few more entries to these in a few months. ^^
