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Song: Things That Hide Away (Green)
Artist: The Dear Hunter
Album: The Color Spectrum (2011)
Plays: 0

Things That Hide Away (Green) | The Dear Hunter

Marching on, it’s one foot then the other. Better on one foot than none at all. 

What Doesn’t Kill You [DY Event] || Green & Misty


What a beautiful day! And what better way to spend the day by sitting on this convenient cliff that came out of nowhere. The sun was shining down just right to keep Misty warm, perhaps too hot if it weren’t for the breeze that blew by every so often. The grass was green and soft, allowing flowers to flourish all about. Conditions were just right to kick back and relax. The best part was, there were no pests around to bug her.

Even down below, there was no one, nothing. Nothing other than the ground, of course. There was a trail that ran between rows of trees between each side, and Misty was more than pleased about that. When she wanted to get down to head home, she wouldn’t have to go through any forests. Speaking of home, she really had no clue how to get there from here. Where the heck was she?

She couldn’t recall how or when she got up here, but with a setting this perfect, there was no need questioning it. It was time for some well deserved R&R.


In this state of ease, she began to swing her feet while she sat on the very edge of the cliff. Her heels constantly hit the side, which consisted of hard dirt and rocks. No matter how many times her feet bounced off of it, they didn’t have any sort of pain or soreness. It was a bit bizarre, but Misty only took it as a sign that she was too tough to feel the pain.

She then realized that she really couldn’t feel anything thing at all. At first, she thought the wind was what prevented her from getting hot. However, she hardly even felt the breeze brush past her skin.

This must be what it feels like to be at peace with the world.

Who the heck first set being lost was a bad thing?

Green surely had no clue where he was at the moment, but he also had no care; it was nice to get away from the familiars every now and again. Plus, the area— where ever it may have been— was a lovely one. A lush forest flanked him on each side, speckled shade being cast down from the trees which lined the cleared path on which he strolled. The humming and buzzing of nature noises filled his ears, along with the whistling of an occasional, soft, breeze, which also pleasingly raked through his spiky hair like chilled fingers. 

What ever troubles may have been on his mind prior to arriving at this location, he couldn’t remember them even if he tried. Completely at ease, not having a worry in the world, even if just for these moments, all Green could do was take a deep breath, tilt his head back, and relax his eyes as he continued down the straight trail. The man was truly at peace with himself. 

…That is, until an un-attentive gaze caused him to be a victim of a cruelly located divot in the path.


Far to enticed in his state of ease, Green had no hope of coming to his senses and doing anything to avoid the tumble before it unfolded. Eyes flying open, suddenly aware, all the man could manage was brief grunt of alarm. What cut the noise off was none other than the ground— hitting his face. Hard.

With a serious lack grass, or loose dirt, or anything remotely soft, really, the earth bellow him was anything but comfortable, and definitely not gentle in his handings. The man hit the ground with such force that he simply lay there for a moment.

But, within that moment, he realized some very strange:

"That… didn’t hurt," he mumbled, raising up to sit while bring a hand to his face, stroking his should-be wound. Upon this further inspection, he found no evidence that fall had even happened in the first place; there was no bump, bruise, blood, or blemish; there was nothing.


Confused, yet oddly fascinated, Green rose to his feet and stood in place. He raised his arms and gave scanned the exposed skin of his forearms suspiciously. After a moment of this, he began pinching his arm, and the result was the same. No matter how hard he pinched, even if it was to the point that would normally pierce and draw blood, Green could feel no pain; it almost as if his skin was made of rubber and had no sensory at all.

Maybe he was dreaming. That would explain the unrealistically pleasant surroundings and lack of troubles. Regardless, since the old saying of pinching someone when dreaming had failed to rouse him awake, if that was even what was going on, he decided to back onto enjoying his surroundings, indulging in the setting for as long as he could. With this goal in mind, he began walking the path once again.

This brought yet another strange thing: the sight of a familiar figure in the distance.

That figure belonged to someone who by Green’s opinion could never appear in his dreams; or, at least shouldn’t.

Sitting up ahead was a certain redhead whom he spent most of their shared time bickering with or teasing. It was none other than Misty, who— judging by her expression— was enjoying this atmosphere just as much as he was.


Just then, at the sight of her sitting leisurely over the cliff side, legs dangling carelessly as her head rested back, eyes closed and peaceful, a devious thought struck him. Mischief was almost always on Green’s mind when it came to Misty, but this particular light bulb was one he was actually a little unsure of— for… certain reasons.

The man stood idly in thought, mulling it over.

Is that going too far?



It didn’t take too much contemplating for him to agree with the devil in his brain. Folding in on himself slightly, a wicked smirk fixed firmly upon his face, Green planned on making those thought a reality, no matter how reckless it may be.  

And, what was this allegedly wicked action that the man had become so set on? Well, you’ll just have to keep reading to find that out, won’t you?

The man started forward, towards the daydreaming red head, with a few, small, lightly placed steps, doing his best to make as little noise as possible and avoid perking her attention. Once he found himself within a good, not too spaced, distance of her, the man paused, taking a deep but silent breath.

And, then he dashed forward, pouncing onto Misty and grabbing her shoulders. Within that matter of seconds, the two of them launched over the cliff side and began plummeting down below, all the while Green laughing wildly and letting out adrenaline filled shouts.

For him, this fall was a pure rush, knowing that he could not be hurt by the rocks below when they hit… But, did Misty know that, as well?

Song: Black Out Days
Artist: Phantogram
Album: Voices (2014)
Plays: 22

Black Out Days | Phantogram

Stay away… I don’t recognize you, anymore.

Song: Back Against The Wall
Artist: Cage The Elephant
Album: Cage The Elephant (2009)
Plays: 24

Back Against The Wall | Cage The Elephant 

You got me where you want me again and I can’t turn away. I’m hanging by a thread and I’m feeling like a fool. I’m stuck here in between the shadows of my yesterday… I want to get away; I need to get away.

Song: Final Masquerade
Artist: Linkin Park
Album: The Hunting Party (2014)
Plays: 26

Final Masquerade | Linkin Park

Tearing me apart with words you wouldn’t say, and suddenly tomorrow’s a moment washed away. We both keep on waiting for something we won’t find. 


im jealous of green bc he doesnt have to go to school :^(

Song: Let Me Drown
Artist: We As Human
Album: Until We're Human (2013)
Plays: 22

Let Me Drown | We As Human

Take a breath, hold it in, and sink beneath. Feel the eyes of the living watching me. Lay me down in the water; leave the past behind. 

Good As Golduck || [Green & Misty]


Misty just watched Green sweet talk the Diglett in slight disgust. She didn’t he was a pompous jerk to Pokemon, in fact, she knew he couldn’t be, seeing that he gets along so well with his own team. It was just a little nauseating to see such a difference in his tone towards that dumb Diglett than he uses with her.


And he was relating that thing to Psyduck. Not only that, he wanted it to train with them?! Was he out of his mind?! Pysduck alone was enough of a hassle!

However, the Diglett’s overflowing enthusiasm was hard for Misty to ignore. At least it wanted to evolve and get better.

If that thing evolves before Psyduck does…

The moment Green directed his attention back to Misty, her entire demeanor changed, but a bit of the snark hadn’t yet left.

"Looks like I made a friend!"

"Ya don’t say? Heh, this is a pretty big day for ya, ain’t it? Yeah yeah, whatever. That little guy can tag along, just as long as he doesn’t get in the way or anythin’. I got my own handful to deal with."

She partially just wanted to see Green’s overconfidence blow up in his face. Training these Pokemon weren’t going to be easy.

"So what’s the game plan?"

"Gameplan? You mean a battle? What, you’re tellin me you’ve been a gym leader for all this time and don’t know how that goes by now?" The man threw back joshingly after chuckling at Misty’s own rouse of teasing for a moment. He clicked his tongue while shaking his head.

"C’mon, Misty… Now, that’s shameful."

The spiky brunet kept lightspirted grin intact thoughout the entirety of their bantering. He honestly enjoyed their playful exchanges- Though, sometimes he wasn’t for sure if everything the woman said was meant to be taken tongue and cheek… But, he could only assume she was thinking the same for him. 

Regardless, Misty was the only person he could ever find himself acting this childish with. Perhaps this had to do with the fact that they had known each other when they were children. At age, though, their bickering meant business. He was a genuinely pompous kid then, so, thinking back, it made sense; he wasn’t exactly the kindest kid and definitely not the easiest to get along with. But, that had changed in him with his age, and as had their relationship as they became colleagues into what could be seen today… whatever it is you’d call that. Regardless, Green counted his blessings and was happy to have someone around that he could still act like a kid with in some ways.

"Really, though, it shouldn’t be that tough." He added, becoming a bit more serious and trying to address how this training will really go down. "We have a Ground-type and a Water-type, so your player should have the home advantage. Just stick to moves of those type and it should go pretty smoothly for him. We can’t go wrong with that plan."

He glanced down to the giddy diglet who was still excitedly bobbing up and down through the sand, eager to get things going and be given a command. The little was looking forward to evolving a whole lot more than Psyduck was. Honestly, Green wasn’t sure Psyduck even knew much about that, or let alone was anxious for the change. He’d gotten this Pokemon all riled up, already, so he’d make sure that a dugtrio came out of this equation, as well. Psyduck was their primary focus, though, and so they’d stick to this strategy in order to get him evolved first.

"Alright, then! Let’s give him a dig attack!" 

Green shouted his command to mark the first move of the battle. The diglet obeyed, diving its black head under the ground o begin hurdling towards Psyduck, leaving a trail of upturned sand and stone behind it. The man watched in suspense, eager to see the Water-type’s reaction. Even if it did land, it was a Ground-type move and couldn’t have much effect, right? Or, at least he hoped this would all be that easy.

Song: All These Things That I Have Done
Artist: The Killers
Album: Hot Fuss (2004)
Plays: 0

All These Things That I Have Done | The Killers

I wanna shine on in the hearts of man. I want to mean it from the back of my broken hand.

Song: Screen
Artist: Twenty One Pilots
Album: Vessel (2013)
Plays: 201

Screen | Twenty One Pilots

I do not know why I would go in front of you and hide my soul, cause’ you’re the only one who knows it. Yeah, you’re the only one who knows it.