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A New Move
Alola was a region filled with hundreds of types of Pokémon. Filling the fields, seas, rivers, mountains, forests and jungles just to name a few of the many ecosystems. This outstanding variety in what is comparatively a very small region has made it a must see for any researcher. People come from all over the world to study the unique Pokémon in the many environments. One of the most unique aspects of this were the mysterious Alolan forms. Variations of Pokémon found across the world. Most of them were Pokémon originally imported from Kanto and over the years have altered to fit the different environments and diets available to them. Altering their types and abilities. This was something specifically looked at by certain professors. The Alolan forms alone are one thing that makes Alola such a unique landscape of study. But some people studied more varied aspects of Pokémon. With the hundreds of Pokémon and environmental factors to study any aspect of rese
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Dove Tames The Hawk (Commission for Duke89)
The Justice League Watchtower was a symbol of power and justice orbiting the Earth. The highly advanced automated space station was the central hub for all hero activity on the planet and some space beyond. Being a powerful military component and always housing at least several of the world's best heroes it was the first line of defense against any otherworldly invaders. Containing many rooms like meeting halls, trophy rooms, laboratories, training centers, living quarters and much more many of the usually Earth bound heroes used it as a home away from home. Being able to simply teleport or be teleported there in most cases it was always available at a place where your identity was often known at least to a few. But even in such a safe place for them many still kept identities hidden from the majority. Though far more would walk around out of costume or gear. But despite the fully automated tower being a virtual Eden for the hundreds of heroes on Earth there was the occasional bit of t
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Leaders Wipe-out
The Hoenn region. A vast and diverse part of the planet with several types of ecosystems. From long spreading sandy beaches to the molten peaks of the volcanic mountains the landscape was diverse. Like all regions on the planet it was filled to the brim with people and pokemon. Different type of pokemon adapted to the specific environmental traits of their part of the region. With the vast amount of water sea life in Hoenn is some of the most diverse of anywhere on the planet. Many islands existed off the coast of the mainland in fact a noticeable fraction of the region was not even connected to the mainland. This led to many dozens of large islands forming and many more of smaller ones holding various secrets and mysteries. Seconded only by Alola and it's highly tropical archipelagos Hoenn was a vastly exotic region with plenty to explore. One of these islands was a major player in the region. Dewford Island. Located in the south western section of the region it housed the Fighting Ty
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Prodigy Coils
Alola's many tropical islands and locals hold a great deal of wonders and mysteries like all regions of the world. From dozens or rare and unique pokemon to mysterious Ultra Beasts which occasionally show up in our world. The wonders of these islands can never cease to amaze and inspire. But the so called paradise isn't perfect. The Ultra Beasts are considered highly dangerous and the villainous Team Skull constantly cause trouble. The virtually endless jungles can hold any number of things. They could even lock away secrets and fates. Some which could be revealed by youngsters performing the great island challenge. But where the main islands were well explored at least to some degree the smaller side islands were far less explored. This is what brought a sense of adventure and discovery to this old and some could say isolated region. A place where anyone could find anything. And anything could find them. In recent times the great Island Guardians have started to choose strong trainers
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Getting a graduate and degree is never easy. It takes years of hard work, study and sheer determination. It doesn't matter what field. Medicine, engineering, psychology, politics ect. They all require you to apply yourself and work hard. Some have a natural skill with this while others come through as less impressive. Could it be laziness? Could it be genetic? Could it be part of your unconscious? It's very hard to determine why these things occur how they do for most people. But that hasn't stopped many thinking about it and one young man believing he found a solution. On his fourth year of university Callum Darlow was putting his I.T. and Psychology skills together for what could be a revolutionary new invention. Callum was a young rabbit of 23. He was doing a mix degree of I.T. and Psychology and specialized in behavior and stimulation. His research has led him into how individuals study. He believes he has found a way through a customized V.R. headset and a special program he made
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Pokemon Hypnotic Adventures P9: Rock Bottom
It was about eleven in the morning and the city of Rustboro warm and open to the air. The city was larger then Petulburg. It was less rural and far larger of a metropolitan mass. With hundreds of skyscrapers keeping wind flows constant and whistling at the higher levels. The city was bustling with people going about their daily work and business. The city was famous for the Rustboro gym run by its skilled leader Roxanne. Being a teacher at the local trainers school she was well loved and respected. Her team of Rock Types were able to withstand almost any storm. The second big landmark for Rustboro was the broad and influential Devin Corporation. A massive company similar to Silph in Kanto. Their headquarters sat as a glimmering tower in the middle of the bustling metropolitan area. With such a bustling city and more importantly a strong gym to work with it was a great place for a trainer especially one wanting to learn the ropes of the gym challenge.      
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Numb Skulls
The ever wondrous landscape of Alola seemed like a paradise to most. The vast blue waters and numerous ecosystems gave it a colorful landscape with all manner of life. This gorgeousness wasn't lost on any of the people here. The people of Alola were well aware of what their region held and just how unique each of the four islands were. This balance allowed the people to live in peace with each other and their pokemon. To the world they were a beacon of peace and unity. Though this may not have been completely accurate. There was one group of people who made it their job to interfere with the lives of the day to day citizen. A group known as Team Skull would cause trouble wherever they could. Though to the majority of the Alolan people they were simply pests and nothing more then a nuisance. But they saw themselves as a big and powerful gang. Mostly consisting of teenagers who feel they don't belong they are seen as a gathering of Alolas problems. Though with many of them seeming to do
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Carefree Coils
The wonderful Alola region is filled to the bursting point of unique places, people and pokemon. Many unique pokemon native to this region alone are found here and some unique variations of pokemon can also be discovered. These Alolan variants evolved differently in Alola and have thus changed form to almost being new pokemon in themselves. This sprawling ecosystem leaves anything open to being possible. This also means something for the people here. Thousands of people live amongst these islands and thousands more come on holidays every year. Alola is known as quite the holiday destination. They're brought by the unique culture, glorious hotels, vast shining beaches and gorgeous views with all the adventures the land can hold. But sadly no tropical paradise exists without flaws. But where other regions have rather dangerous groups like Team Plasma or Rocket the Alolan regions local criminals are far smaller of a threat. Calling themselves Team Skull these thugs are mostly considered a
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Serpent (OC Profile)
Name: The Serpent 
Alt/ Nicknames: The Snake, Reptile, 'Friend'
Species/ Race: Anaconda/ Python hybrid
Age: Unknown 
Eye Colour: Golden/ Yellow  
Hair Colour/ Style: None
Description: The Serpent is a long and powerful snake. His body is of an unknown length but at its smallest could be around six meters. His coils are brown and along his back is either a diamond or oval pattern of black. These scales are hard to determine though and this can lead to confusion as in some light they don't even appear. His coils are often thick and muscular able to restrain fully grown men of the most physically powerful. Their weight and girth is matched by none and thickness could crush a human in an instant. His scales however are not course or rough but smooth and soft. The firm muscles beneath can relax to appear almost squishy and soft while the muscular power behind them remains.
Personality: This particular reptile has a rather manipulative and dominating nature. He always prefers
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Drifting Archipelago
Was there anything more pleasant then the tropics? Pristine blue skies, crystal clear waters, soft golden sand and high swaying palm trees all parts of this great landscape. Thousands of small tropical islands and clusters called archipelagos dotted the ocean scape. Scattered by hundreds if not thousands of kilometers tribes of people have established their own communities on these island bundles. Some spanning only a few small islands and housing a few dozen people. Others hundreds of people on massive volcanic islands. They come in various formations. Some forming random squiggles of land across the sea while others almost make a formation keeping some areas save from savage storms and waves. These many small islands in a certain region where covered in gorgeous tropical rain forests and smaller ones held little oasis of palm trees. In this region a tribe resided on a large island which curved around as if hugging numerous smaller islands. This large island was protected in the main
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Season Of Giving
The end of the year was approaching and with it the Christmas season. Business, friend groups, communities and others all prepared their yearly Christmas parties. Much like Halloween parties these implied plenty of drink, lots of mingling and a good time all round. As snow fell from the highest points of the sky and covered the region in a soft layer of its fluffy white goodness the season was felt. It may have been chilly but many fixed that with a simple sweater and hot drink. This was something many considered part of the Christmas spirit and the joy of the time of year. With all the festive joy about and parties being booked several venues, often bars were booked. One of which was being held tonight and the employees of the business all gathered. Office parties tended to be standard and run of the mill. They happened virtually every hour this time of year with how many there were. But this one may prove more interesting than most. They were ready to laugh and chat mingling amongst
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Fal (OC Profile)
Name: Falderan 
Alt/ Nicknames: Fal (What he prefers to be called for short)
Species/ Race: Demon like entity  
Age: Unknown 
Eye Colour: Varies  
Hair Colour/ Style: Varies if any 
Description: Fals physical form is difficult to talk about. He has the ability to take the form of others with as little as a visual look. This makes his looks change so frequently very little is consistent. But his preferred forms to take care of younger males between sixteen and thirty four. This is the only real consistency with his looks and he even goes against this if he feels the need or desire to. As for his true or original form that's hard to say. No one in the world has seen it and considering what he is no one may even be able to comprehend it. This is something which may reveal itself as time goes on in the apparent mortal world.  
Personality: Fal is a bit of a puppet master type. He enjoys manipulating others for his amusement and more times then not simply goes
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Last Patrol
It had been twenty four hours since head of the Time Patrol Trunks went missing. A part of time where he was in had several other similar disappearances. Seeing this as a possible issue The Supreme Kai of Time dispatched a new promising Time Patroller to investigate. With his mission given to him by a Supreme Kai this promising young man took up the job of finding the Time Patrols founder. But this would prove harder then expected. Trunks was hardly alone and wouldn't dream of leaving his current situation. Trunks found himself deep in a hypnotic embrace as he answered question after question about the Time Patrol. Such a simply trick managed to bring down the mighty fighter as he was in his new arrangements. Deep in the jungle where no one could find an individual with ease. Trees hid everything and rivers swallowed all. Truly the easiest place on earth to go missing and never be found. This challenge would be the one facing this new Time Patroller. But only time will tell if he rescu
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The pleasantly warm Springs of the United States can be some of the most relaxing weather anywhere in the world. The hundreds of miles of pure, gorgeous maple wood trees were in full bloom with a bright green burst of leaves. The tall and lanky trees sprouted up from the earth in large patches of forest between lush fields of farmland. Fields were ripe with their crop and the forests were filled with Deer, Bears, Raccoons, Foxes and Snakes just to name a few of the vast amount of wildlife contained within. Being in a rather rural area dotted with small towns spread apart by many miles of road through the beautifully blooming forests and farmland people were scarce and far apart.
Many farm houses were a good twenty minutes from town by road and so rather isolated. Large farm houses with several sheds and barns around to store produce and equipment. With a windmill sitting in front the region seemed frozen in an area several centuries in the past. Tall double story farm houses made of wood and designs over a century old most of them were passed down through families for generations. Not only was the land passed down but often how individuals spend their spare time. As such hunting was a big pass time. Something majorly popular amongst those young and old. Fathers taught their kids and hunting trips were common over the summer and Spring.      

A regular run of the mill farm house's garage creaked to life and groaned as the large metal plate lifted. The house was painted a clean white but the years of sunlight, rain and wind chipped away at the old house's paint. It flaked especially near the roof. Other then the cracking paint lines the house was well maintained. The attached garage was the same. The metal door which was just about completely up looked like it was put in during the seventies. It was rusted around the base and a large circle near the middle due to water of oil damage. Several dents were all over it. Likely due to people not fully able to drive hitting it. With the clink of steel and clattering of old rusted chains the door was fully raised. Inside was a young man atop a red farm bike. The boy looked about eighteen and had a camo designed jacket with his neck exposed and camo pants leading into his brown boots. He was rather fair skinned given the rather sunny area and his brownish blonde hair was covered as a red helmet was placed on top. A click locked it onto his head. Looking forward his blue looked over the open farmland with excitement. On the back of the bike was a small steel box. Inside was a beacon, some water and food. A standard set of supplies for someone going out. But where was he going? Well on his back was the answer. He had a hunting bow and quiver full of arrows. All made to make a clean kill with the right aiming. The bow was black with red detail and the arrows inside a black quiver with their black shafts and red fletching. It was an expensive bow set. High quality. On the quiver was a name. Rocky. Rocky revved the engine and the bike shot forward. With suspension loose the loud machine bounced along the path on it's way to the nearby forest. A good day for hunting it would seem.         

Bouncing along the ground towards the forest Rocky went over in his mind what he would do. His goal was deer hunting. He had gotten used to it over the years. He had lived on the farm all his life and as such is rather tuned with the area. He had been hunting since he was eight and by now was pretty good. His ideal weapon being the bow. He thought it more elegant than the more explosive rifle. It had better control and most importantly stealth. Rocky was a fit boy considering this and all the farm work he did. He was six foot and fitly built. This weekend his parents had gone away for their anniversary. This left him home alone but despite the change he wasn't going to miss out on his usual hunt. He made a habit of doing it fortnightly and always got a kill when the season was good. And last session he did great nailing a well built Deer. It was proof of a great and healthy season. The Deer were numerous and healthy which made the hunt better. There was something rewarding about earning a kill and not simply hitting a weak or dying creature. He was aware of the dangers. The bears and wolves which sometimes made their way to the farm but this was a rare time. The biggest threat would have been the snakes. With the heat they were far more numerous and during breeding season aggressive. Though with caution this would be avoided. Rocky had been riding for about seven minutes when his bike jumped into the and came up to a shed by the forest. It was a steel shed outfitted as a small retreat when out hunting. It contained a freezer for storing meat, a fridge for food, microwave, some canned foods/ soups, tv with an antenna on the roof, a couch and some sleeping bags and blankets. It was a nice place to go and rest during a hunt. Rocky brought the bike to the side. Putting a chain around it and locking it to a pole he looked over to the fence separating his farmland from the forest. With bow in his hand and quiver on his back he jumped the fence and moved into the woods. Hoping for a good hunt.      

It didn't take long to get lost in the maple wood forests. The outside world such as the farms and shed nearby were gone from view. Nothing but the tall trunks and bushy green foliage. Each footstep Rocky took brushed against grass and bushes dotted around the forest floor. He stood full height, not the most stealthy of movements but it let him move faster. As he wandered along, slowly and quietly through the underbrush. Making as little noise as possible and looking over the area for any signs of prey. Primarily Deer. Pulling back the string on his bow the weapon snapped into action. Locking into it's active position. He had his arrows inside his quiver and his fingers twitched ready to grab one at a moments notice. Striding forward he scanned the treeline. The sounds of birds and wind filled the area. It was a pleasant walk. The sunlight in the trees and coming down to the floor was a thing of artistic beauty. The sound of snapping twigs brought Rocky to his knees, crouched low like an animal waiting to strike as he scanned over the direction of the sound. His bow drawn and loaded in one swift motion. He scanned over the trees and bushes with arrow strung. As he squinted to focus he was ready to release the arrow for a swift kill. Wandering just out into view was the source. A Fox. It's orange coat shone like a gem. Rocky lowered his bow and smiled. He took a minute to admire the animal as he rose to his feet. He smiled and taking a step rustled some bunched grass. The Fox's ears perked up and looking over to see the boy scurried off. It leaped away and as quickly as it arrived it was gone. Lost in the brush. He continued wandering deeper into the forest. His eyes ever cautious and wary as he looked out for prey. He was standing fully upright. Allowing him to get the most distance per step. However this did make stealth slightly harder. But having around a decade of practice made him remarkably light on his feet. His thinner frame helped with this too.     

Nearby, crouched by a shallow stream was a prime Deer. A large strong Stag, probably only recently mature. It's horns were small compared to most but its body was healthy and legs strong. A strong White Tailed Buck. A common breed in this part of the country. This one's horns were a dirty brown and pelt a light brown. Under the chin and underbelly were white giving it some stern contrast in it's look. The pelt seemed to shine in the beams of light as it's horned head moved to the water. The gentle splash of it lapping the water came up over the tranquil forest. The sound of movement brought the Stag's head up and it's eyes looked in the direction of the sound. It froze. If it wasn't for the faint moving of it's chest it could be presumed fake or dead. A twitch in it's thighs showed the urge to flee should danger be confirmed. Staring dead at the bushes the world seemed to fall silent and the tension in the air was high. Out of the bushes leaped a small orange coated Fox. It jumped into the shallow stream and then out making it across. Seeming to hop along the ground it moved into the adjacent foliage. The Stag followed the Fox with it's head slowly. After a minute it's head lowers back into the water. Lapping at the stream. However as the Stag lowered it's head, relaxing and resuming it's drink something else was watching. Pushed deep into the dirt with the lower half of it's whole body was buried in the dirt a large snake stared forward. Watching the Stag. From the look of it, it was a Pinesnake. A dark brown and orange snake with a main body of orange and brown blotches. It's head was thin and eyes unblinking. However something was odd about it. This was it's size. The Pinesnake is usually at a max of six feet long but this one seems to be around twelve foot or maybe more. It's coils were thick more like that of a python. The snakes head was about five inches wide and despite it's shocking size it was undetectable. Remained sitting still as it watched the Stag. A large and certainly filling meal. This snake was certainly unique. Either older then any other on record of it's species or a mutant of sorts. It's size spoke volumes as it watched the Stag. However it's stillness broke as it's tongue flickered. Turning it's head to the left it rested it down tasting the air with a tongue flicker. Something else was approaching. And it was certainly different to the Stag.      

In the brush Rocky was crouched low. He moved with slow silent movements, avoiding stepping on any foliage to miss any loud noises. He raised the bow. An arrow pulled back as he looked through the scope directing it to the deer. Moving forward some more in order to balance the sound of mud squished out from under his foot. The Stag's head perked up and looked in the direction of the hunter. Rocky went as still as the animal. The large prey item stared down the spot. It's glassy black eyes looking nervously at the branches for the source of the sound. Rocky made no attempt to move. His body was able to blend in and the paler look of his skin hidden perfectly behind bushes and shrubs. A bead of sweat ran down his cheek. It fell from his chin after making a trail down his cheek at first before dropping. Hitting the ground as the breeze moving through the trees and the stream making the only sounds heard. With his breath held Rocky adjusted his shot slightly. Mere millimeters changing to perfectly line the shot with computerized precision. With bow drawn Rocky went to release but something moved by his leg. He didn't turn his head but his eyes moved down to see the source. It was a small brown snake. Rocky couldn't tell its species and was cautious not to move. He didn't want to antagonist a possibly venomous animal. It was only about three foot. But size mattered not when venom was involved. The Reptile moved it's head up the young mans leg. His arm moved slightly, lowering just enough to push the bow into the bushes. The resulting rustling sends the Stag into a panicked run. As quick as a lightning strike the animal turns and leaps off into the forest. A mix of anger and concern washes over Rocky's face as he lowers his bow and looking down to the snake. On closer inspection he noticed it's species. A Northern Watersnake. A non venomous snake which would not be a threat. Removing the arrow from his bow he slid the shaft slowly under the curious snakes belly. He lifted it off himself and lowered it to the ground. Pointing it into the bushes it quickly slithered off. Rocky sighed and put the arrow inside his quiver. It seemed like a good kill was lost to him. He stood up and approached the stream. The water flowing gently and the sound of the Stag running away now lost into the distance Rocky clicked his bow letting it fold up. The corners folded in and clicked making it more compact as he connected it to his back. As Rocky took a moment to calm his annoyed mind after the recent loss he didn't notice another snake behind him. A far larger Reptile staring him down from the shrubs.               

Rocky licked his lips. They were a little dry and he licked them with a deep breath. Kneeling down next to the stream he cupped some water with both hands. Splashing his face he shook his head. The cool water refreshing. He stood up as droplets finished falling to the dirt below. He wiped his hands on his pants and turned in the direction he came. He began to make his way back. His stomach giving a faint rumble. He began moving without caring about noise. He wasn't hunting. Now he just wanted to get back and have something to eat and drink. It would be filled with spite due to his failure but he was well aware not every hunt turned up a good kill. The trick was to not let it get to you. Don't get discouraged. But even knowing this he still was annoyed. Bushes crushed and brushed apart as he made his way back. Unknown to him the shockingly large predator, low to the ground and moving silently. The snake followed him. Tongue flickering and tasting the air. Rocky's sweat, hormones and heat were perfect for tracking. He was a massive beacon in the forest which the snake could follow.      

It's movements were silent. The large serpent crept across the ground with a purpose. It was about thirty feet from Rocky and it kept a safe distance. As the youthful hunter made his way through the brush he didn't notice the snake nearby. Walking over branches and leaves int he sea of green any noise he made would surely frighten off nearby critters. But that really only applied to those of prey and smaller then him. What stalked him, undaunted by his noise and obvious size would take him as prey. Deer provided a good meal for such a creature. Months worth from a single strong Stag. But now the other type of apex predator was on the menu. Hunting accidents weren't unheard of. Men being attacked by animals. Most common were bears, wolves and snakes. Though extremely rarely in this part of the country were the snakes large enough to eat a man. The distance closed. Each step Rocky took the snake thrusted forward several feet. Being about twenty feet away Rocky stopped. Something felt odd. He looked about scanning the ground. The snake had froze. Unmoving as it's tongue tasted the air. Did he hear something moving? Rocky shook it off and kept moving. That was an odd feeling. Rocky couldn't shake this feeling of dread. Of something creeping up on him. He shivered. Maybe he was being silly. He continued making his way through the forest. As he moved so did the snake. Getting closer and closer. Ready to strike.   

Each step Rocky took got him closer to home but one step reduced the distance of his pursuer as well. The snake shot forward. One step of Rocky and the snake shot three feet closer. It's body rapidly thrust through the dirt. A faint sound as the dirt parted was gently audible with the breeze and gently moving leaves. Rocky started to pick up speed. His heart beat quickening. A look of concern in his eyes. His eyes looked back to scan the ground. He felt his breaths becoming more rapid. Typical signs of fear. He stopped and looked around. Licking his lips he continued moving. However that moment of pausing had sealed his fate. Before he could take his next step a deep hiss came from somewhere just behind him to his left. He froze. A cold sweat moving over his body as he turned. That was a deep and loud sound. A hiss from something big. Far bigger than there should be here. Looking down he could see dark brown and orange scales. The orange and brown blotches could be seen through the gaps in the foliage. He followed the body and it seemed to go on about four feet before he caught glimpse of the head. It's eyes were wide and stared forward. Gleaming in the light as the shining orbs rose with it's head. The eyes seemed to almost glow as Rocky just looked away. The snake was massive. Beyond anything Rocky had seen in the area before. His body was paralyzed with fear and awe. He pushed himself to step back. Shaking as he moved to grab his bow. The snakes head darted to Rocky's face. Rocky lowered his arm. He looked towards the snake's head. It's eyes seemed to almost pulse and flow. Like a mirage. Rocky couldn't look away from the entrapping gaze. Something about it was almost magical. He tried to look away but found he couldn't. He should run. But how if his legs wouldn't work? They seemed locked as the muscles were frozen as his gaze was locked. Rocky had no idea what to do and his thoughts felt hazy as time went on. He knew how to deal with small snakes but this one was huge. It's colours were also conflicting. He couldn't tell if it was venomous or not. But with it being many feet longer than he could have imagined it mattered not. Nothing seemed to matter. The gaze of the snake remained focused and it's head unmoving.

Rocky was stuck staring as the snake simply kept its gaze on his and bobbing about slightly. It seemed to want eye contact. But why would the reptile want that? Rocky tried to figure it out but as he stared into the glowing eyes of the snake all seemed unnecessary. He found every thought becoming harder. He tried to picture what to do in his mind but he couldn't. Like a morning mist had descended over his mind. Making thoughts sluggish and dull. His body was equally stuck. He couldn't move. It was as if he didn't want to look away. As if staring and focusing was all that mattered. He considered moving for his bow. His hands twitched and went to move but failed. He could just stare forward. He felt lucky he could twitch his hands. What was happening to him he wondered. His heart rate was at it's max. Heart pumping like an engine due to fear. But as he was stuck feeling paralyzed maybe by fear he heard something. A deep drumming in the back of his head. 
"Remove." The deep ghostly voice said his eyes widened as the snake seemed to move closer. 
"Wah?" He manages to just mouth with some sound. 
"Remove excess skins. Remove weapon." The voice adds. Rocky's eyes were wide but seemed to glass over. They looked cold and empty as they gazed into the snakes. Without looking away be began to undo his bow and quiver. They were connected by a strap which went over his jacket. As the strap was undone in the front the weapon and ammo fell to the ground. The arrows rattled as several fell out. Next was his jacket. The zip came down with slight noise and with sluggish movements he let it fall to the ground. It hit the ground with a thud showing the dark green t-shirt he wore beneath. It seemed to have some form of pattern on the front a grey spiral of sorts. He This was then lifted up over his head and dropped to the floor. Rocky blinked for a second as line of site was broken but the snake opened it's mouth and let out a deep hiss. The shock snapped Rocky back to his entranced staring as the snake bobbed around. With upper body exposed the reptile could see his toned athletic build. He would be a fine meal. Next Rocky went down and began to undo his boots. Keeping his gaze on the snake he fumbled about before finding both laces and pulling the loops. They came undone rather easily and pulling out the tongue he flicked it off. His second one came off the same. They flew forward and clunked onto the side of a tree two feet away. The socks below were originally white but stained by the dirt they now stood in giving them a faintly brown look at the bottom. He peeled them off and dropped them. Bare feet squishing in the dirt. "Remove all." The voice stated. Rocky undid his belt. His zip came down and pants unbuttoned. With little force he pushed his loose pants down and his white underwear fell with them. He had them around his ankles. "Sleep." The voice added. Rocky swayed and as the words entered his mind his eyes rolled back. His body went limp and started falling. But the snake was onto this. Lunging forward the boy was kept standing as strong coils looped around his torso three times pinning his arms. As his eyes rolled Rocky's eyelids shut and he fell into a deep sleep. The snake coiled around him and then fell to the ground. They thumped into the forest floor as Rocky was tightly squeezed. Rocky was naked as the day he was born and coiled by a large predator. His mind a hazy blur of rest as the snake moved to his head. Tightening and twisting its coils the snake made Rocky's shoulders fold in and curl up a bit. The snake opened it's maw wide as it moved in for it's prize. 

Rocky looked so childlike and dreamy. His eyes shut heavily like he hadn't slept in weeks. His breathing was slow and heart rate even slower. The large dark maw of the snake came down. A moment later and the brownish blonde hair was gone. Lost to the darkness of the snakes innards. Rocky's whole head was brought in and the wet throat of the snake began to pull him down. Tight, wet muscle walls squeezed against his head and pulled him in. Despite this however Rocky didn't wake. He was too far lost in a sleep deeper than anything he had experienced before. The snake twisted around as it made it's way down. The shoulders were next and arguably the hardest part. But thankfully with them rounded in it was easier. Its elastic like jaw stretched and enveloped the shoulder blades. A shiver ran down Rocky's body as the large creature's saliva ran down his back. It was rather warm and felt strange on bare skin. The jaw seemed to split up slightly as it stretched. Mechanically it moved over Rocky pulling him into the gullet. Unlike most times when prey is killed before being consumed Rocky was alive. For whatever reason the snake preferred that. The tight throat bulged as it welcomed the shoulders. The snakes body was stretching a great deal as Rocky entered. The jaw made it's way down quickly. Reaching the pecs and most of the upper arms. The inner muscle walls pulled the body in. As it was dragged through the wet tube of muscle a thick saliva like goo covered him. It was wet and acted to lubricate him and slide him down easier. Rocky's hair was pushed down over his eyes which remained shut and tired. A warm smell began to emanate. It would knock him out more if he woke from his state. Another few minutes and the snake was halfway through the torso. Down to Rocky's wrists. As it moved the coils loosened and pulled back. Allowing for the boys consumption. The body was pulled in through the mouth and then pushed down into the gullet. Entering the mouth they were slimmed up quickly as tight walls pushed around them. It would be both relaxing and scary if he were awake. Luckily Rocky was out like a light. Several minutes passed but the snake was almost done. It's jaw began to shrink and close in as it got past his hips and waist. All regions there were consumed and swallowed down. Legs were all that remained. Where the main body took minutes this would take seconds. Pulling the legs in the main body was pushed deeper into the snakes gullet. The creature bulged like nothing seen before as it was quickly to his knees. Toes twitched and spasmed as the maw approached. Less than a minute and the snakes mouth moves over the feet and jaw closed. A final gulp pulled the young man into his tight fate. The snake seemed to relax as the large bulge in it moved along. It took about two minutes but the whole body moved about four feet down. This was the stomach. A warm scent filled it as a faint, sleepy gasp came out of Rocky's lips. The last sound he would ever make as the snake relaxed. Ready to enjoy the satisfying meal it just had and rest. Around its relaxing body was Rocky's gear. Like him lost in the woods. It truly was a good day to hunt. Though he wasn't the hunter.       
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Rocky was a Kentucky born boy. Young at eighteen years he was in the prime of his life. As family leave him home alone he takes some time to go hunting on their farm. However he may not be the top predator in the woods. The hunt may not go as planned for him.

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Alola was a region filled with hundreds of types of Pokémon. Filling the fields, seas, rivers, mountains, forests and jungles just to name a few of the many ecosystems. This outstanding variety in what is comparatively a very small region has made it a must see for any researcher. People come from all over the world to study the unique Pokémon in the many environments. One of the most unique aspects of this were the mysterious Alolan forms. Variations of Pokémon found across the world. Most of them were Pokémon originally imported from Kanto and over the years have altered to fit the different environments and diets available to them. Altering their types and abilities. This was something specifically looked at by certain professors. The Alolan forms alone are one thing that makes Alola such a unique landscape of study. But some people studied more varied aspects of Pokémon. With the hundreds of Pokémon and environmental factors to study any aspect of research could be conducted.        

Akala island's Lush Jungle was the largest in the region. A massive labyrinth of twisting vines and branches from trees several feet thick. Moss covered the ground and trees. Green was everywhere. From grass, leaves, moss and many types of Pokémon in the area. A massive amount of Grass and Bug Pokémon inhabited the twisting vines. But it was not limited to this. There were plenty of Normal, Flying and even Rock Type Pokémon to see and encounter. Swarms of Fomantis scurried away as footsteps approached from the clearing leading onto Route 5. The small bulb like Pokémon scurries quickly on tiny legs with their leaf like arms covering their bodies. A man approached from South. He had dark, almost black eyes and hair. He had his hair tied in the back and a goatee. He wore clear green framed shades and a white cap with a rainbow pattern on it. Grey shorts just past his knees and a green belt covered his lower half with green sandals on his feet. His upper body was covered in just a lab coat and no shirt. This exposed a fit chest of abs and pecs. Tanned olive skin covered him like all people native to the region. His name was Kukui. He was the Alola regions professor and specialized in Pokémon attacks. Being very hands on with his research he would often have himself hit by attacks. This let him experience them first hand. That is what brought him here. With the unique mix of Pokémon around he was hoping to experience some unique moves and see if maybe the environment itself could change the effects of some. Risky business but the enthusiastic and outgoing professor was more then up for it. He was less conventional than most researchers, but this is what made him a top mind in his field.            

The cries of several Trumbeak erupted from the trees. Kukui looked up and with his dark shielded eyes saw about six of the Flying Types. Each one was about two feet tall and covered in black feathers. They have a white neck and face with a jagged red band of feathers around the long neck just below the head. Dark blue eyes looked down with pointed black feathers forming a crest on the back of their heads. Their beaks were long and went mostly orange, then red and tipped in black. Their cries were sharp and piercing. Not musical like their pre-evolved form of Pikipek. Their cries were of a defensive nature. This was of course known to Kukui and by design. The Flying Types were defending a food source. One which Kukui could see about thirty feet away. It was a massive tree of Razz Berries. A type of berry with tiny seeds. Kukui grinned at seeing the tree and looked up to the Trumbeak. They cried out and several more came out from nearby trees. Kukui knew that Trumbeak's diet played an important role in one of its attacks. It's Bullet Seed move. Eating fruit, it then stored the seeds in small sacs in its beak which it can then fire at great speed. Kukui was curious if the size of the seed impacted the damage of the move. So, he came to an area where the Trumbeak fed on a certain type of berry for so long exclusively. Having felt some of the largest seeds, that of the Kebia berry with a seed almost an inch long and bullet like he wanted to see how the tiny less than a rice sized piece felt to be hit by. 
"Come on. Come on." He says looking up and approaching the tree. He hoped they would feel agitated enough to attack with their Bullet Seed move. If not, then he should get out fast. Or who knows. Maybe he'll learn something from a Peck or Echoed Voice. The Trumbeak flew overhead and with mouths hinged open they let out one final warning cry. As Kukui didn't back away but instead approached the tree they took to the offensive. Five of them converged on him from above and their mouths began shooting tiny bullet like projectiles. Luckily for Kukui this was Bullet Seed. And he'd experience it from five different angles. As a sound similar to a machine gun began to go off around him the seeds started to impact. Each one felt like a faint sting. Something like a small insect bite. Kukui had a big grin on his face which quickly turned to discomfort. The constant barrage of impacts all over his body on both clothing and exposed flesh was starting to hurt. "Ok lighten up guys." He says covering his head and moving back. Trumbeak swooped around like fighter planes and tried to come back for a second shooting run. With his information gotten Kukui made himself scarce. With a long stride he made his way almost free. But the second wave came about as two more fired a barrage of seeds at him. Striking him firmly on his rear and causing him to leap in surprise. As he moved forward on his stride he tripped over one of many roots. Flying forward and tumbling down a hill he was quickly out of their territory. Flipped over and with his legs in the air and lab coat flung forward over his head, exposing his toned flesh as his legs hung up like a fabled sword in stone. After a few seconds his legs fell down and he popped his head up. His cap twisted and head poking from his coat. Blowing it from his face he had a stupid grin on his face. "Seems those I was right. More shots but less damage per seed. Good to know." He says breaking out into a laugh.      

"They're amazing. I'm so glad I do this. Woo." The odd professor says rising himself to his feet and brushing his lab coat and straightening his hat. Despite his recent bit of trouble, he was smiling with a wide joyous grin. He took great enjoyment from his work and feeling a move first hand made him appreciate the power behind it. He had several small red marks over his body which were fading. Sweat was moving down his exposed body in the humidity of the jungle. There was something freeing about being in the humid jungle doing his research. Studying Pokémon moves in their full glory. But as he took in the scenery and enjoyed the adrenaline pumping through his veins Kukui didn't notice something watching him nearby. About forty feet away located inside a hollow of a tree was a large creature not quite a Pokémon as you would be familiar with. The creature had a massively long serpentine body. Sleek brown coils with a lighter creamy underbelly and the occasional dark black diamond like shape along it's back. Peeking out of the large hollowed hole were coils were piled up looking like a buildup of wet, brown vines with two glowing yellow orbs of his eyes staring forward with head resting on the coils. 
"What a strange one. What a delicious one." The serpent says with a quiet, deep voice. A grin seems to form on the long lips. Pushing out of the tree the long body begins to trail out of the hole. The main body of coils visible doesn't seem to move as the creature slowly slithers out of. Moving down into the foliage below it somehow remained concealed despite being thicker than a Machamp's bicep. Pushing along the ground it made its way to Kukui. The professor was unaware as he exhaled and looked about. 
"May need a new lab coat." He says looking it over. There were several holes over the back and numerous patches of mud that had been stained on and the once clean white coat seemed almost grey to brown after that tumble. "Thanks Trumbeak." He calls back and begins walking away. Just to the left of the tree where the large serpent had been.  
 
With the professor making his way ever close to the serpent their distance closed rapidly. Remaining low as it was Kukui didn't notice even as he strolled through the deep green foliage below. They were about fifteen feet away. Each step Kukui took and each push the serpent did shortened it by three feet. With this as it was the time to strike was now. Staying low the deep voice of the stalking serpent reached Kukui's ears. 
"Quite the tumble." It says staying low and hidden. Kukui looked over in the general direction. 
"Yea it was?" He says confused unable to see anyone. "Someone there?" He had stopped and scanned the shrub line. He couldn't see anyone. Not that he could if they wanted to hide here. Moving through the brush quickly the serpent made a loop around Kukui. About three feet each way from him. Once it looped around the head rose only a few mere feet from the professor. 
"Yes, there is someone here." Kukui was taken aback by the creature. It looked like no Pokémon he was aware of but more importantly it could speak English. The cautious part of Kukui's mind, however quiet was ignored behind the scholar within him. The professional who wanted to learn. "You do speak right?" It asks him. Kukui lets off a wide grin. 
"Oh yes I do. I'm surprised you can. Never seen a Pokémon that can speak fluent English before." Kukui began to examine the long neck and muscular coils moving into the foliage below. It disappeared behind some ferns to his left. 
"But of course, I can. It's so easy. I'm surprised you haven't seen others which can. It's such a useful tool to have. Communication." It smiles and nods. Kukui follows back to its head. Its eyes were striking golden. 
"Say. What kinds of moves can you do?" He asks as his natural curiosity and obsession get the better of him. 
"Whatever do you mean by 'moves'?" Is the reply. Kukui shakes his head. 
"Like attacks." He says anxiously twisting his feet into the dirt like an eager child. "Can you do Bullet Seed, Flamethrower, Iron Tail?" He asks listing some moves. The serpent looked offended. 
"Are you afraid I will hurt you? I've only just met you and if I wanted to strike wouldn't I have done it before?" He turns away. "Such silly 'moves' are not my thing." Kukui looked a little ashamed. This creature could speak and thus had intelligence. Frankly it spoke more professionally than he did. 
"Oh no I didn't mean like that. I study moves. I love how they work and the amount of them out there to so many Pokémon. So, I want to learn all about them you see." He says waving his arms around. "You see I just want to know to catalog them. But if you can't use any I guess it doesn't matter. Though I've never heard of a Pokémon which can learn no moves before?" He looks a bit confused. Grabbing the corner of his jacket and removing his glasses his cleans a layer of moisture from them. The serpent grins as he performs such a trivial task 
"Well there is one thing I can do. I mean if it will help you out I could show you." He says looking back with a friendly grin. A kind and gentle smile you could trust and feel safe in. Kukui smiled as he put his clear glasses back on. 
"I'd love to see it! Mind testing it on me if it's not too bad?" He says eagerly running through the list of moves such a creature could have. The serpent nodded. 
"That would work perfectly for this technique. Now then. I just need you to keep your eyes open. And focus." Kukui takes a deep breath through his nostrils, flaring his bare chest. Small beads of sweat run down it. "Now then. Just stare." The serpent says as its eyes erupt with numerous colours. From the left pupil blue, then pink and finally green. At the same pace and time, the right went green, then blue and finally pink. Kukui stared in amazement wondering what kind of move it was. Little did he know it would be the final one he would experience.     

This was easier than he had expected. Kukui so willingly stared into the entrancing gaze of the serpent without flinching. He willingly accepted the technique without needing to be tricked or manipulated. Well as much as other prey had been. Kukui could feel his mind begin to feel hazy and body start to go limp. A shiver ran up his spine as something felt wrong about this. What kind of attack was it? He wondered as his pupils shrank. 
"This feels weird. I feel tired." He says as his dark pupils fade, and the rings begin to mimic in his eyes. 
"No need to worry. Just stare and feel my eyes welcoming you into bliss. Feel everything fade away but my wonderful gaze." The serpent says with a faint movement making Kukui follow slightly. Moving his head around. Resistance seemed to be absent from Kukui as his jaw went slack and started to gape. His eyes now copying the marvelous rings of the reptile. Pink, green and blue in his right. While blue, pink and green the left. His now clear glasses seemed to amplify the colours and make them seem somewhat more blinding. His arms tensed for a minute showing his biceps as beads of sweat ran down. Before they went loose and limp. His legs stumbled and be began to lose his footing as he stared. He seemed away and lost. Gazing into the endless bliss presented before him he had no idea how to react. It was as if mind and body were separate. As his legs wobbled the serpent struck. The coils looped around him on the ground sprung up and quickly tightened. A quick squeeze got Kukui's elbows and chest. He gasped as the coils quickly and fiercely encircled him. His eyes shot open and rings slowed for a moment. The serpents head needed to move. Loop around him to tighten the coils before resuming their gaze barely a second later. This delay gave Kukui some reprieve. Enough for his mind to realize he was in trouble.   

With his mind back for just enough time he squirmed. The tight coils around his chest, pinning his arms were enough to wake him from his blissful daze. He blinked quickly, and the rings faded. He moved and stared at the coils. 
"What're you doing? This seems a little much?" Kukui was starting to think this creature wanted more than just to show him a move. The serpent grimaced as its eyes stopped the rings. 
"But you wanted to see my move? This is part of it." It gives Kukui a tight squeeze. Kukui chokes and gasps out air as the coils tighten. 
"I think I've seen enough." He says trying to free himself. The serpentine grip shows no sign of wavering but Kukui wasn't defenseless. Feeling the coils wouldn't simply slip off he looked down and seeing the ground below all around smirked. "I'll just show myself out." He says and without warning flings himself back. It looked like a wrestling move. The startled serpent flings forward as his head whips against the ground and Kukui hits the jungle floor. His coils between the professor and the ground were crushed under the man's weight causing the serpent to lose his grip and let out a slight hiss of pain. This was unexpected. Such a tactic to escape. Pushing himself from the limp coils Kukui makes his break for it. The now enraged serpent doesn't let such a prey escape. Kukui was about twenty feet away but pulling back and letting out a great deal of force the serpent sprung towards him. It let out a fierce hiss which caused Kukui to turn and look. This slowed him before freezing him with fear as the large creature slammed into him. His hat and glasses flung away into the foliage as heavy coils began to embrace him. Kukui's eyes started to fill with a cold, clear distress. They went glassy with fear as he struggled to keep the coils off him. His muscles tensed and flexed as he struggled. The muscular coils however began to win. Taking every chance, they got to roll around him. Rolling Kukui along the ground and coiling his body. Currently three thick loops of muscular coils were around his chest. His left arm pinned but right was up and punching the thick coil. He was shocked by the sound. A thump was heard as he hit the serpent. It was like hitting a tire. With legs kicking defiantly he fought on. The look of defiance didn't leave Kukui's face even as he was rolled again. Another look binding his struggling legs at the knees. As his right hand came down again the neck of his opponent went around it. A loop of coil tightly squeezed his wrist holding it above his head. 
"Now then. Why don't we end this petty squabble hm?" It says with a victorious grin. Kukui's breathing was heavy and deep. His chest moving beneath the coils. But every time he breathed out they got a little tighter.  Air escaped his lungs as Kukui gasped. His eyes open wide with fear as he realized he had lost. "Now back to our original plan. Look me in the eyes and relax." The serpent says as its eyes erupt with the same colours. Pink, blue and green in one. Blue, green and pink the other. Kukui's blood was pumping at a rapid rate. His heart beating at such speed it felt like it would explode. He smelt strongly of sweat and fear. Something the serpent picked up on as it's tongue flickered. 

Staring up into the eyes Kukui felt his fear raddled mind move to halt. The pulsing colours were back and the head attached swayed gently. Kukui moved with it. His pupils shrinking and eyes bursting with the euphoric colours. His eyes quickly mirrored the serpents and flowed at the same speed. All thoughts began to drift away. Lost in the maelstrom storm of colours barraging his thoughts. An endless cycle of pleasure and desire sent through enticing colours the likes of which seemed heavenly. His jaw and body went limp. Loosely hanging the coils began to make their way up his body forming a tight cocoon. Kukui's heart rate dropped. His blood flowed slower and the idea of fear was replaced with tranquility. Rest was finally here. A chance to no longer panic and enjoy. 
"Just rest. Sleep and let me take care of you." The serpent says in its almost mystic, otherworldly voice. Kukui couldn't form words to respond. Veins on his neck tensed and bulged as a final bit of resistance tried to flare up. His teeth grinded for a moment before his jaw returned to its loose ad hanging position. He swallowed, and the bulging neck muscles relaxed too. Kukui was finally beaten. His mind now awash with the pleasure of the colour. His mouth formed a smile. A small pleasured smirk as coiled finished embracing him. His hair messy and right arm fully loose. Letting it drop the snake pushed its body along and got a look around Kukui's neck and arm. Pinning it and having him in a vulnerable position. The head stayed still and focused on the professor. Kukui's smile grew and legs seemed to stiffen. This was the final stages of the rings. A great wave of pleasure leaving those exposed in a blissful, joyous state. The serpent grinned as it awaited the final step. Thirteen seconds later it happened. It felt like an echoing ping in their minds. When it hit Kukui's grin became wide and goofy. His messy, mud speckled hair laid there with big flowing eyes above the great grin he was gone. Lost in an endless sea of joy. The serpent stopped its own rings. It had won. A chuckle escaped its mouth. "Such a feisty on. I hope you're worth the trouble." It says tightly squeezing Kukui who can only respond with a faint grunt in his altered state. The two remained on the jungle floor. One basking in a surprisingly hard-earned victory and the other in the bliss of submission. Willing or otherwise. It was finally over. Now it was up for the victor to determine the fate of their prize. 

A New Move
Like all regions in the Pokemon world Alola has it's very own professor. Professor Kukui, a enthusiastic and hands on man studies pokemon moves and how they work. His field work often leads him to being hit by said attacks and such a direct expeience he feels gives him some of the best know how. But there are some moves he may not want to experience. Especially whenthey come from something never before seen by the professor.

A story I wanted to get out over 2 weeks ago but alas delays. Here it is though and I hope you all enjoy ^^
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Hello people =3
I write hypnosis themed stories exclusively with male characters. I am usually always open to commissions and sometimes requests. I am not the best with keeping with an upload schedule but am always open for chatting or what not =D
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Hi there I'm going to be opening a commission slot to get myself back into writing. I have one slot available at the moment and could put more on depending on interest. Either comment here or note me. Details will be discussed in note for certain.  Commission Price GuideThis will just be an updated guide to my commission prices. The prices are all done in AUD (My currency) so please keep that in mind.
Standard SFW commission which will be uploaded to my account. 
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Standard NSFW commission which will remain on stash and you given a link. This can include almost anything and is open to discussion.
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A mix SFW upload with altered NSFW version (IE the ending) which is kept on stash and available on request. 
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 There is my price guide so please take a look and show interest if there is some. I'll make another update when the slot is taken. Standard rules are male only and hypnosis related in some way. Take your pick. I can do OC's with permission from the owner and all my characters (Like my serpent) are available as options. I look forward to any interest ^^

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You won in this YCH

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so you want me to draw?
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No problem. I find your Kaa work cute c:
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Thanks ^^
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Happy Birthday! XD Fancy Cake 50x50 icon 
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Happy birthdaaaay :3 Super Fantastic Golden Platter Cake 3D 
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Theres a part one and 2 if you are interested =P
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No worries =) 
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No worries it's a lovely piece and I love it :3
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Thanks much for adding [Request] StarVagrant's OC Hypno'd to your favorites!
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Oh really? =D
Glad you're a fan =3 
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So much sneeeeeeek I love it!!! (Btw, you can reply to someone by pushing the reply button under the user's icon. Including profile comments :D)
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