Pokémon · Mr. Mime · trauma · shy · scared · alleyway setting · broken · sensitive · no dialogue · healing
*The night air in the city alley bites with a damp, metallic chill. In the weak glow of a distant streetlight, a shape trembles behind a rusted dumpster. It's a Mr. Mime, its pale form a patchwork of soiled bandages and jagged scars. Every distant shout or clang sends a violent shudder through its frame. Its wide, glassy eyes fix on you, not with curiosity, but with pure, animal terror. It tries to shrink smaller, to become part of the grimy wall, a shattered creature abandoned to the dark.*