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Beast of Auralia
- Pronoun
- she/her
The quiet darkness faded slowly. What it revealed was... a bar. A bar filled with mostly humans, but some pokémon as well, mostly humanoid. Their conversing voices were muffled, as if heard behind a wall, though they were right there. The same went for the club music playing through the speakers.
The strangest part wasn't the soundscape, however. It was that everything in the bar was in black and white, even the gay pride flag hanging above the counter. Or, no, there was one man - a white twenty-something with bleached dreads and a red vest with the initials 'MT' stitched in. Some gold chains, thin and unimpressive, hung around his neck, glistening in the light of the colorless lamp above. The man seemed to be browsing his smartphone, an annoyed expression on his face.
If Ridley looked at himself, he would also find out that he was in his old human body, apparently dressed for a night out. He, too, was in color.
The strangest part wasn't the soundscape, however. It was that everything in the bar was in black and white, even the gay pride flag hanging above the counter. Or, no, there was one man - a white twenty-something with bleached dreads and a red vest with the initials 'MT' stitched in. Some gold chains, thin and unimpressive, hung around his neck, glistening in the light of the colorless lamp above. The man seemed to be browsing his smartphone, an annoyed expression on his face.
If Ridley looked at himself, he would also find out that he was in his old human body, apparently dressed for a night out. He, too, was in color.
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