Just a casual day in the pokemon world
What is left.
I've seen a bunch of cool submas fusions recently so i caved and made my own :]
this is Geminus, a fusion of the two subway bosses Emmet and Ingo. They're very friendly and really enjoy double battles, and they love their pokemon verrry dearly ^^ They wear different theatre masks to differenciate between both twins; Tragedy to show Emmet's active and Comedy to show Ingo's active.
They're also aware that they're multiple beings in one, and can seperate back into the original twins if they want to :]
Emmet and Ingo stand before the final display in the train museum. Past all the old parts and blueprints, the stories of entrepreneurs and disasters and advancements. All to reach this one, final display.
"I always thought he looked familiar..." Emmet says, his eyes looking over the old photos on display.
"Hmm, I suppose he does. The fact that our uniforms are based off his definitely helps." Ingo says with a nod, reading the scribbled notes in the torn journal. "I quite like his handwriting."
"It's messy. Like yours. I can't read it."
"A controlled chaos. What he's described here is shockingly modern."
"What does it say?"
"He had a strange dream. He was deep underground, within a "roaring beast of metal", surrounded by a crowd. He goes into a lot of detail about the sound of it, the way people clung tight to the handles and swayed with its movements... but then he goes on to talk about standing next to himself? Nothing more about the train."
"Subways were invented via fever dream. This does not suprise me."
"I suppose. Then again, he's not quite the inventor, he never built anything. He just came up with the concept."
"That we know of. The plaque says he dissapears."
"Well, it's more likely that he died then ran away to invent trains."
"He could have."
"There are no records of such a thing, Emmet."
"Still."
...
"You've gone quiet. Care to share what you're thinking about?"
"... do you think he'd like the battle subway?"
"Well, he says the train felt like home. I suppose he would."
"Really? That could be fun. Showing him how far we've come. I hope he's proud."
"I'm sure he is."
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Emmet stands before the final display in the train museum. Past all the old memories and good times, the stories of determination and failure and perseverance. All to reach this one, final display.
"I always thought he looked like you." Emmet mumbles, to no one in particular. "Writes like you, too. I still can't read this."
"I remember what you said about his dream, though. Standing next to himself, right?
... I think I know what he meant."
Hey hey, so I have decided to change my art schedule.
I've noticed that the quality of my art is slowly going down, and as a person who prefers my audience to get content of the best quality from me, I will only post (art) on the weekends, so don't expect much on me from Monday to Friday.
Hope you guys are okay with the quality control change! And as always have a good day :]
Will I disappear in spring as well, waiting for you?
[ Up to interpretation. ]
What is he looking at?
[ Up to interpretation. ]
Fanart for one of @nartothelar 's angst series from a verrrry long time ago, still loving it even now :]