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Great, now I'll have that song from The Sound of Music stuck in my head all day.
'Dear Diary': A Pokemon Black Storylocke, Part 1Opal told me that writing in this thing might make me feel better. That it could “ease the tension.” I doubt she knows what she’s talking about, but I guess it’s worth trying. So here goes.
My name is Prima. Or, well, it is now. It’s my human name—or, I guess, the name Master gave me when he caught me. Wild pokemon don’t have names like those—we identify ourselves through things like scent markers, subtle patterns in fur, the way a pokemon stands or holds herself. That’s name enough. But I guess it makes sense that those don’t work for humans. Humans are so devilishly clever sometimes—I’ve seen a great metal tree that catches the wind like a spiderweb catches a fly, and I’ve heard tell the humans leash the wind and turn it into lightning, which makes their houses glow.
But for all their cleverness, humans can be distressingly short-sighted at times. So it makes sense that for them, a
You know how everyone has that one crazy friend? Well, that's me.
I'm a student trying to improve my origami, and I like to write poetry. I'm also a conspiracy theorist, and a pokemon nerd. Eventually, I'd like to make a literature Nuzlocke, partially just for the sake of nerdiness, and partially to see how many conspiracy theories I can fit into one story. I need to make enough of a buffer first before I start posting, though, but the conspiracy theories are going to be...interesting.
I don't do commissions or requests, but I'd be okay with tags.
If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. And if you like the concept of 3d origami, go ahead and try it! It's very relaxing, and I can probably direct you to some good learning resources.
Frankie, if you're reading this, hello! Not sure if you've made an account or not, but if you have, I can show you how some stuff works on this site.
Anyone else, feel free to say hello! I promise I don't bite. Often.
Hey look, stamps!