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    [justify]The massive beast rumbled, a growl forming deep within his chest. He had managed to escape his former home, to find a loophole out of the Distortion World and into the Other World, but who knew how long he would be tolerated before being sent back, like a puppy being scolded by its master. Giratina was positively smoldering at this point, wings quivering with emotion. He was staying here, like it or not, and the draconic pokemon wouldn't stand for simply being shoved away once more. The legend knew he shouldn't have allowed it the first time, but back then, Giratina hadn't spent the endless years in isolation, alone with his own thoughts. And, it had all been because of his anger. He couldn't control his anger, was too overly aggressive, and he had simply been labeled a threat and shoved under the carpet like he was nothing but a small problem. Well, it looked like that small problem had found its way out into the light, and he was most certainly ready to become more than just a small problem, a thorn in the side of his fellow legends.


    Folding his wings to his side, Giratina rumbled out, "My name is Giratina. I am joining."
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]"Welcome dearie, my name is Muffet," greeted the Paladin loudly, her five-eyes locked upon the massive beast. She could only assume that Girantina was associated with Arceus and Zekrom. All of their joiners recently, now that she had thought about it, had had some sort of ties with the pair. Rolling her shoulders dismissively, she'd return her attention to the male before allowing a smile to decorate her features. [color=#aa4466]"Would you like a tour?"


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    "Hey giratina!" she said in a museless track post.

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    Uh oh. Arceus might be… unhappy at this. Latias approached hesitantly, eyes wide. Arceus and Mew, they were one thing. Creators of life itself? Yes, but she'd seen them. This, if she wasn't mistaken, was Giratina. Even a legend himself, she had only heard of him and the Distortion World, and she couldn't even hide her awe at seeing the dark pokemon for the first time himself. "I'm Latias-one of the legends," she said quickly, eyes widening. "We've never formally met, though."



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    He looked like a Pokemon, gave off the same power as a Pokemon, was recognized by all the other Pokemon around her, and yet ... well, to be quite honest, she had no idea who or what Giratina even was. She could only assume he was a legendary like herself - ordinary mortals don't come in shapes and sizes like that, and yet this was the first time the name had reached her ears.


    Virizion came over, finding a space for herself snugly set between Shaymin and Latias, the doe taking her time to look over the beast with a quizzical gaze. There were a lot of questions to ask: for one, she thought that she knew all the names of every single legendary, so how come he was unknown to her? Why had she not been told about him? What was he even for? Now that she thought about it, this Giratina figure seemed as powerful as someone such as Kyogre or Dialga, so it would only make sense that he held the same importance as them ... so that led her back to her first question.


    Then again, maybe she just lived under a rock. After her careful evaluation, the voice of Muffet brought her back, with a voice so sickeningly sweet that it seemed almost sinister. Her eyes fled to the Paladin, and then back to the new recruit - well, that settles that matter then. If she didn't know who Giratina was before, then she'd definitely start knowing soon, though by the wording of the dragon's introduction it didn't seem like he was going to give them much choice anyways. As she stared at him, something made her dazzlingly uneasy, like some darkness oozed out of this thing, and though it was stagnant now it made it known to her that it could be utilized as well as any other weapon.


    Despite how she tensed, she gave an introduction anyways, burying any ill feelings behind a facade smile and a voice that prickled the ear like a rose's thorns. "It is my devout honor to meet you, dearest Giratina." Virizion threw herself forward with a simple bow, kneeling for a few minutes before raising herself back to her feet. It may have seemed strange to some, but she knew not what rank or role this one held, so it was best to play it cautious. "I don't believe we've met before. I am Virizion, a member of the Swords of Justice." or, ex-member, now that the whole group had basically split up ... Though that wasn't of importance. That was what she was remembered by, known for, and admired for, and she would present herself as such.[/fancypost]


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    [justify]Giratina glared silently down at the first mortal who had come to greet him. He had't yet met many of these animals, although the ones that he had seen seemed painfully mundane in appearance to him. Either they were orange, or black, or white, but they all had relatively simple bodies- mostly feline. Horribly unoriginal, honestly, although this one seemed to have a bit of spice added into her appearance- a few extra eyes. Interesting, although not the first time he had seen that. "No, I would not," he would remark simply.


    Seeing the small legendary approach, a bit of a grimace mixed with a scowl would form onto his face. He had come to free of the shadow of his fellow legends, just to find one already here? Talk about stupid luck. Giratina barely glanced at the small figure, not wanting to accept Shaymin's presence.


    The draconic pokemon's gaze would flicker over towards Latias, red eyes lingering on the eon pokemon. A second legendary here? This couldn't be a coincidence, could it? Narrowing his eyes, he would remain silent as the female spoke, his head inclining slightly. It seemed she recognized him, if vaguely. That was good. At least he had been remembered. Grunting, the legend would shift in place. He wasn't exactly thrilled to be staying with another legendary, but this one seemed to be in awe of him.


    Hearing Tama, he would blink down slowly at the leader. She was so... small. Much smaller than him, at least, although she didn't appear to mind. Giratina could crush her with a single foot, although he didn't really have a reason to take that effort yet. Instead he would give a barely-perceptible nod in her direction.


    The next Blizzardclanner to arrive was quite odd. She radiated a certain air that was fully unmistakable, although he didn't know who she was whatsoever. Of course there would be another legendary in the same clan. There must be some reason he didn't know her. Probably because she hadn't been anywhere Giratina was at before being sent to the Distortion World. The dragon's gaze hardened as he surveryed the deer, listening to her introduction. Virizion, and the Swords of Justice? He had never heard of either. Odd. He shifted once more, gaze still locked on Virizion. He didn't intend to purposefully speak to any of the legendaries here, although he would probably still harbor a bit of curiosity about Virizion for some time.
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