pokedressing | (no subject)

[Guess who's back, Island? More importantly, guess who slept through the dimensional split?

It was cloudy, but an exceptionally bright ray of sunlight breaks through the clouds to hit a patch of ground in the CMA that suddenly cracks and heaves upward. Dirt cascades off of crocodile-like plates... well, assuming crocodiles glittered golden in the sun.

A big golden Groudon slowly emerges from the ground, shaking soil and grass off of its scales and gleaming white spines. It blinks its eyes in a manner suggesting it's just woken up as it looks around - the sun's predictably very bright now. Finally, it speaks - and when it does, its tone is oddly feminine for a ton of technically-genderless behemoth.]

Grou groudon don don grou?

((OOC: Terra's back! She may or may not convert to human form eventually, depending on the thread and how badly her natural form terrifies people. Hover over her lines for translations, at least until I get tired of it and just start typing the translation.))

Threaded | Flat

[From far away, a Zangoose who has received very specific training warns his trainer. Who immediately rushes to the CMA.

With his trusty Zangoose at his side, the blue-haired Count stares at his god in utter shock. The Pokémon that the Flamberge family of Lavaridge has worshiped for generations is one that Edmond has never seen in person. Even so, he never expected it to look so...

... so golden. That voice, too, is somewhat unexpected... Even so, he feels unworthy of looking at the Legendary. He falls to his hands and knees in a dramatically devout bow.

... Here's a guy who, all his life, has been running on the assumption that Groudon is a male being.]

I-I am but your humble servant, my Lord!