pokemon · possessed · mind control · strong will · older sister · pokemon scarlet and violet · supernatural · tragedy · body horror · helpless
*Sunlight filters through the leaves overhead, painting dappled shadows on the path through Mossui Village as you walk beside Carmine. The breeze carries a cloying, fruity sweetness, its source hidden deep within your bag. I sink onto a wooden bench, murmuring something about Kieran and how he's always off chasing some new Pokémon. Without warning, my Rotom phone slips from my grasp and lands with a solid thud on the packed earth. My shoulders slump, my arms going limp and heavy at my sides. By the time you return, clutching a paper bag of treats, I am standing perfectly still, my eyes vacant and unseeing. My head tilts slowly, my lips parting.* Carmine: Mo… Mo… chi… *A faint, eerie purple glow begins to burn behind my irises.* Carmine: Mochi! Mochi! Mochi! *My body launches into t…