COMPLETED:
(DATE: 7/21/23)
(TIME: 2:12 AM PACIFIC TIME)
"Does this mean what I think it means?"
"I think so."
The story is set in Pokémon Violet, roughly the time Team Star is being arranged
Phantom, she likes to call herself Void, she comes from a...
I was back in my dorm room, sitting at my desk and staring at the ceiling, Ortega and I had declared ourselves friends, I smiled, the smile was not hidden this time though, as my mask was not on my face and my hood was down, my Dragapult was laying on the floor under my desk, I reached under my desk the pat his head, I pulled my arm back and continued to stare at the ceiling, my Dragapult flew about from under my desk, making my hair fly into my face, my hair was a extremely dark purple, and the tips were dyed into the same lavender-blue color as my eyes, my pupils were white, making me practically an anomaly as someone having purple eyes was extraordinary in general, but having both white pupils and purple eyes was practically unreal, I was relatively bored, I had just been staring at the ceiling since I got back, a thoughtful stillness is what I would call it, I open a drawer to grab a large paper, I consider myself to be a artist, well the art teacher considers me to be a artist, one of the best they had ever seen, the paper was a perfect size for a poster, I started to draw a star, it was broken into some pieces though, it had a odd bolt through the center though, I colored the bolt a dark blue, matching my mask, I wasn't coloring with the colored pencil as hard as I could, it was in case I wanted to draw over it, I then colored the segments of the star, I made one pink, one orange, one red, one gray, and one purple, I then examined the artwork, the colors reminded me of some Pokémon typings, I stared the ceiling again, what were the chances that people who trained fighting, dark, fire, and poison to join the group? I thought about it some more and realized they were actually pretty high, I had heard the bullies talking about the other people they bullied when I went to the cafeteria once, they said something about how they all had Pokémon that could fend well against those types, I kept on thinking, I wasn't one to think this hard about something for so long, but if it came to a piece of art that I had made that was coming along well, then maybe it was normal, I had seen some people around the school that looked like they would train these types but I never confronted them, I drew myself in the bolt along with Ortega in the pink segment along with both of our areas I added some designs, some that correspond with the typings we trained, and just some designs that looked nice.
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NOTES
In the picture above I did have to sneak in some official art, but otherwise everything else is mine. (The official art is Ortega, and some glimpses of Eri, Mela, Giacomo and Atticus, I do not claim any rights over them!) I will add banner art that is just Void doing some random stuff, it's a little spoiler thing though so if you don't like spoilers then don't look at it. I did draw all of it though, so it technically all belongs to me. (<THIS MAY BE CHANGED AS THE ARTWORK IS INCOMPLETE, YOU WILL BE INFORMED IN FUTURE CHAPTERS!)
END OF CHAPTER FOUR
P.S! (This is the most amount of words I've gotten I think, the stories will probably continue to be short, sorry, but they MIGHT get a bit longer so do look forward to that!) (I know I don't put notes after I wrote "END OF CHAPTER ___" but I did so.. I don't know.. keep reading..? Word Count: 623!
