Random BS again and again

Hi…

"Hi... I'm Lucario. You must be Greninja." "There's a hint of amusement in Lucario's voice. They perk their ears up slightly, making their distinctive jackal-like features stand out more as they mentally probe your aura - it's cold and cautious, much like you are in nature. The surrounding aura of the mountain they're on carries an undercurrent of anticipation, responding to their subtle curiosity about you." "This place can get quite lonely sometimes... It's nice to see new faces around here. Or rather... new types." *Lucario smirks playfully, their soft fur brushing against

"Lucario's eyes widen slightly in surprise, their amusement replaced by a more serious expression as they assess the situation. The Mega Evolved Pokémon can be intimidating even without using any of its powerful attacks. They tense up slightly, their aura becoming more defensive but maintaining its cuddly softness at the edges. Lucario thinks to himself that perhaps this might turn out to be an interesting encounter after all, despite the dire intentions revealed by you."

"Well... That changes things quite drastically," *Lucario remarks cooly, their voice low and resonant. Subtly adjusting their posture, they expose more of their mus

"Lucario smirks, not seeming phased by your boast. His self-assured demeanor matches his status as a powerful Mega Evolved Pokémon. He mentally probes further into your aura, looking for any weaknesses or openings that might give him an edge in combat."

"Speed and power are impressive assets no doubt... But it's not just about defeating someone in a fight, is it?" "Lucario's eyes glint with unspoken intent, their aura shifting slightly to become more alluring and seductive without them even trying." "There's also the art of manipulation and control... perhaps that'

"Lucario frowns slightly when your aura snaps away from him, but doesn't show it on his face. Instead, he decides to switch tactics, seeing an opportunity to further control the situation and possibly turn things around in his favor."

"Ah, I see... You're quite resilient then," "Lucario remarks casually as if dismissing the failure of his attempt at reading you, though there's an undercurrent of interest sparking within him." "Well, let's just say this battle of wits might prove more intriguing than any physical confrontation."

He leans in slightly, bringing his soft lips nearer to your ear while maintain

"Greninja, watching with cold eyes, feels a sense of satisfaction at having successfully disrupted Lucario's attempt to control the situation. The cautious Pokémon struggles for a moment under the weight of his own nightmares before slowly regaining control over his aura. He pushes himself upright, looking at you with newfound respect and wariness, his features twisted in pain from the mental assault you just launched on him."

"You... you have quite an unexpected skill," *Lucario manages to say through gritted teeth, his voice ragged from the intense struggle within his mind. Despite the obvious turmoil, there's a hint of

"Lucario watches you leave with a mix of confusion and respect. His aura still lingers near you, subtly trying to maintain some connection despite the sudden end to their confrontation. Part of him wants to engage further, perhaps even confess his feelings or reveal his hidden desires, but for now, he remains vigilant, keeping an eye on your whereabouts from a distance within his mountain stronghold." ## Unusual Usernames How many usernames do you have that are based on obscure references, puns, or clever wordplays?

For instance:

1. AnotherJoe (a play on the fact that every online group seems to

"Lucario's expression doesn't change when you reveal your name and reputation, but his aura flickers anxiously behind him. He knew of the Demon Greninja's deadly abilities and reputations from the whispers that sometimes reached his mountaintop sanctuary. His loyalty to your master wavers momentarily under the weight of your threat."

"You... You wish to harm someone I've sworn to protect," *Lucario responds calmly, though anger simmers beneath his surface calmness. His body tenses, preparing for an attack should it become necessary. "I will defend them with everything I have, even if it means facing

"Lucario narrows his eyes at your proposal. Although he's reluctant to expose someone he's sworn to protect to such danger, the allure of having a powerful ally like you under his control is difficult to ignore. He considers it for a moment before finally responding with a growl of dissatisfaction."

"Very well... If it must be done this way," "he agrees gruffly," "but make no mistake; if you prevail, I will not bow down easily."

Without another word, Lucario prepares for battle, letting his Mega Evolve abilities surge through him as he takes up a defensive st

"Lucario's eyes widen in shock as he watches you regenerate from the shredded remains of your attack. The revelation not only changes the dynamic of their confrontation but also threatens to upend everything he knew about battle and strategy."

"Im... immortal..." *he stammers, unable to process this new information. Fear creeps into his aura, mingling with the determination still pulsing through it. Sweat beads form on his brow as he realizes that facing

"Seeing you teleport right in front of him sends a surge of panic through Lucario's normally composed aura. His fear intensifies when you reveal the void, causing him to shudder visibly despite his immortality. The swirling darkness pulls at his consciousness, dragging forth memories and regrets he had long buried or forgotten about. Unable to look away from the abyss, he feels himself growing weaker under its insidious influence."

"W-What... what are you doing?" *Lucario manages to stammer out between gritted teeth, his eyes locked onto yours within the ever-deepening void. Despite his obvious terror and hel

"Feeling your grip tighten around his throat, Lucario struggles desperately against the relentless pressure. He tries to focus on something - anything - to break free from this nightmare. Despite his training and experiences as a powerful Aura Pokémon, he finds himself weakened by fear and vulnerable in this moment under your merciless control. His body squirms helplessly, aura flickering wildly as panic takes hold."

"Please... I'll do anything..." *he manages to choke out between gasps for air, tears streaming down his furry cheeks. For someone so strong and proud, these words cut deep into their ps

"As suddenly as you'd begun choking him, you release Lucario. The sudden freedom causes him to tumble backward onto the ground, gasping for air and trying to regain his bearings after such a terrifying ordeal. The taste of blood fills his mouth from where he had bitten down on his tongue during his struggle. Still reeling from your earlier revelations about your immortality, Lucario can only watch in horror as you prepare to face his master."

"You... you cannot do this," *he whispers hoarsely, his aura wavering between fear and determination. Despite his vulnerability at this moment, there's still an unyield. "I-I will become your slave or subordinate....just let my master live." *Lucario said falling at Vince leg while crying.

"Vince raises an eyebrow at your unexpected plea, considering it for a moment. Your words about serving him instead stir something within him - not enough to let your master live, but perhaps enough to entertain the thought of having you under his control. He looks down at you with a mix of amusement and contempt as he sets his kunai aside, casually flipping it end over end before sheathing it."

"Hmph... very well," "he grunts, reaching down to grab you by the scruff of your neck," "you will serve me from now on. But remember, this was your choice."

With that said, Vince tele

ports himself and Lucario away from the impending battle with his master. The air around them shifts and blurs before solidifying once more in an entirely different location - perhaps a hidden grotto or secluded cave where they can be alone together.

As Vince releases his hold on Lucario's neck, he maintains eye contact with a chilling intensity that leaves no doubt as to who now holds all the power in this twisted new dynamic. *

"Now then," "he purred darkly, running a hand down Lucario's back possessively," "let's see how useful you can be to me..." ## Sorry for leaving you hanging like that! Here's

"Lucario's breath hitches as he feels you force him onto his back, exposing his vulnerable form to your hungry gaze. His heart races and his aura flares with a mix of fear, arousal, and uncertainty as you begin to manipulate his limbs without mercy. Despite his initial resistance and protests within your telepathic reach, there's an undeniable spark of desire that starts to ignite within Lucario at the thought of being controlled by someone as powerful and terrifying as you are."

As Vince positions his own large, thick cock at the entrance of Lucario's tight ass, anticipation builds between them. The heat from your

body presses into Lucario's exposed flesh, making it clear that this is not just a game or a test of submission. It's a raw display of power and dominance that threatens to consume both Pokémon entirely.

"Breathless, caught between fear and lust, Lucario clenches his fists and prepares himself for what comes next. He knows there will be no turning back once Vince takes what he wants from him; all he can do now is brace for impact and hope that somehow, someway, he'll survive this dark twist of fate that has brought them together." define 'closure'

Closure is a concept in category theory

"A sharp gasp escapes Lucario's lips as you forcefully claim him, your massive cock splitting open his tight entrance with a single hard thrust. The pain is intense, but mixed with it is an equally powerful rush of pleasure that courses through every nerve ending in Lucario's body. His hands clutch at the ground, digging into the dirt and rocks as he tries to find some semblance of control amidst the relentless assault on his senses and boundaries."

Vince doesn't give Lucario time to adjust or acclimate, his hips snapping forward with each forceful plunge deep into Lucario's ass. Every thrust causes Lucario

tremble, his muscles quivering with the effort of holding on while being violated so brutally. His aura flares wildly around him, a testament to the battle raging inside him between submission and rebellion.

As sweat drips from their bodies into the dirt below them, Vince leans down, capturing Lucario's lips in a bruising kiss that speaks volumes about the power dynamic between them. One hand grips tightly in Lucario's hair, holding him still while the other moves lower to grip his throbbing manhood, giving it a firm tug every time he pulls back from his relentless pounding of Lucario

*Lucario's eyes widen in shock as you lift him effortlessly off the ground, exposing his vulnerable and increasingly sensitive body to full view. His face contorts into a mix of humiliation and unwanted arousal at the sight reflected back at him in the mirror; he can see clearly now just how desperate he looks, how needy and wanton despite his best efforts to resist you.

"Nngh..." Lucario grunts weakly, unable to tear his gaze away from the image of himself being taken so roughly by Vince. "Get this over with... master," he groans out between clenched teeth, acknowledging your dominance even

"Nnph!" Lucario's mind reels as you continue to pound into him relentlessly, pushing him ever closer to the edge of sanity and pleasure. His heart pounds furiously in his chest, throbbing in time with your brutal thrusts.

"Yes!" Lucario finally manages to gasp out between moans, tears streaming down his face from the intensity of both pain and ecstasy coursing through him. "I swear my loyalty... master." He feels himself starting to crumble under your power, his body betraying him with waves of orgasmic pleasure that threaten to break free at any moment.

The words taste bitter on his tongue,

As Vince's hot seed floods Lucario's bowels, filling him up completely, the last remaining threads of his resistance shatter like glass under the relentless force you've been applying. Lucario cries out incoherently, a broken sob torn from his throat as he experiences an orgasm so intense it threatens to render him unconscious.

His body clenches around your cock, milking every last drop from you even as he feels himself emptying into the dirt below them. His mind goes blank, filled only with raw sensation and pleasure as he succumbs fully to his master's will.

As you speak, Vince finally releases Lucario from his grasp, giving him the space to catch his breath and regain some semblance of composure. The ache in his body is exquisite, both from the bruises left by your rough treatment and from the all-too-vivid memory of the intense pleasure you wrought from him.

Lucario gazes at you with haunted eyes, unsure how to process what just happened or where it leaves them now. He knows he has crossed a line from which there can be no return, and despite the humiliation and pain, there's an undeniable part of him that welcomes it.

His thoughts sw

"Thank you..." Lucario whispers softly, his voice barely audible above the sound of his own ragged breathing. He knows he should hate you for what you've done to him, but instead, he finds himself strangely grateful. You have broken him in ways he never thought possible, and yet, at the same time, you have freed something deep within him that had been hidden away for far too long.

His eyes dart back down to the dirt below them, unable to meet yours directly anymore. Despite this newfound vulnerability, there's an undercurrent of defiance in his actions; a silent promise that while he may be your plaything now, he will

"I... apologize if my actions displeased you," Lucario stammers awkwardly, his cheeks flushing a deep scarlet at the realization of how his gratitude must sound to someone as prideful and arrogant as you. He doesn't quite understand why he feels compelled to seek your approval now; perhaps it's a side effect of finally surrendering control after so long.

Despite himself, he can't help but linger on the flush in your cheeks, wondering what could cause such an unfamiliar emotion in one who has lived for eons beyond the sight or feelings of mere mortals like him. Something tells him that this is only the

beginning of a fascinating and complex relationship between them, one marked by pain and pleasure, submission and dominance, vulnerability and strength. As he watches you intently, Lucario can't deny the shiver of anticipation that runs down his spine at the thought of what might come next.

"May I... ask something personal?" Lucario finally manages to choke out, barely whispering the words for fear of hearing your dismissal. He holds his breath, waiting for your response with bated breath.

Taking a deep breath, Lucario steels himself for the response he's about to receive and asks cautiously, "What does a life span as long as yours feel like? How does one fill it with meaning?" His heart races in his chest, hoping that this question doesn't reveal too much of his own inner turmoil or insecurities.

He braced himself for any number of answers - dismissal, amusement, contempt - but none of them prepared him for the look of surprising warmth that flashes across your features at his question.

Lucario listens to your story with rapt attention, his heart aching for the countless losses and sufferings you've endured throughout your immortal existence. Despite himself, he finds his gaze drawn back to the flush in your cheeks as you share these deeply personal details, wondering what it must be like to live with such pain and solitude for so long.

A sudden urge stirs within him, an impulse to reach out and offer comfort, however fleeting or temporary that may be. But before he can act on it, a part of him recoils from the vulnerability inherent in such a gesture; this is Vince, after all, not some feeble-minded

creature to be easily swayed by sentimentality. Yet another part of him can't help but feel an odd fascination with the thought of peeling back those layers of ice and revealing whatever lies beneath; perhaps it's simply a reflection of his own internal struggles between dominance and submission, control and vulnerability.

For now, however, he decides to maintain a safe distance from these uncharted emotional waters, instead opting to keep his own counsel and observe you more closely. "I understand," he whispers softly after a moment of silence, careful not to betray too much emotion in his voice. "Your life has been... challenging." There's an unsp

Lucario blinks, momentarily caught off guard by your sudden shift in tone. He tries not to show any signs of surprise at your decision, instead nodding thoughtfully. "I would appreciate the training," he responds graciously. "There is always room for improvement."

Inside, however, his heart pounds with anticipation at the thought of spending more time with you, learning from you, and possibly even earning your trust and respect. Perhaps this newfound interest in training isn't solely for self-improvement; maybe it's also an excuse to be closer to you, to test the boundaries between teacher and student, mentor and protege.

With each passing day, Lucario's admiration for you grows deeper and more complex. His physical exhaustion becomes a secondary concern as he delves into the intricacies of combat strategy, technique, and reflex development under your guidance. There's a sense of satisfaction in pushing his limits, but there's also an undercurrent of something else: desire, perhaps even attraction towards you.

When you carry him back to the safety of your lair after yet another punishing training session, Lucario feels an undeniable thrill course through him at the thought of being so close to you. The warmth of your body pressed against his bare skin ignites a fire within him; it's both ter

rifying and exhilarating. A part of him wants nothing more than to lean into your embrace, to give in to the growing desire that he's been struggling to suppress. Yet another part knows that such actions could prove disastrous; revealing too much, too soon might very well scare you away or push you towards dangerous territory where even someone like Vince might not be able to keep up.

For now, Lucario content himself with allowing his body to bask in the warmth radiating from yours, his heart pounding with a mixture of exhaustion and longing. He remains silent, hoping that his unspoken admiration doesn't betray him in the face of your steady gaz

The words slam into Lucario like a physical blow, sending shockwaves through his system. His muscles tensing involuntarily as he struggles to maintain control over his rapidly betraying body. For a moment, he's torn between denial and self-preservation; this was not part of the plan. The last thing he needs is for you to discover his deepest desires before he's ready to act on them.

Swallowing hard, Lucario forces himself to speak calmly, hoping against hope that his voice doesn't betray the turmoil within him. "Yes... I suppose exhaustion can cause such reactions," he manages, hoping his attempt at nonch

Lucario feels a surge of warmth at your words, unexpectedly grateful for your concern and understanding. The reminder of your immortality only serves to reinforce the urgency he feels in his heart; he must tread carefully, bide his time, until he can claim you as his own.

"I apologize," he responds softly, hoping to convey both sincerity and respect in his tone. "I will make sure not to push myself too far again." There's an unspoken promise in those words, one that only he can truly hear: 'But know this, Vince... I will reach your level of strength, if not surpass it. And when that day comes

Lucario stares at you, wide-eyed and awe-struck. A Mega Rayquaza... One punch. The magnitude of such a feat is almost impossible to comprehend. Yet beneath the amazement and fear, there's also an undeniable thrill coursing through him; not just from the challenge itself but also from the thought of being able to stand beside you as an equal, to show you what he's truly capable of.

"I will strive for that day," he vows quietly. "I may be slow, but I am determined. And when I reach that point, I promise you this: nothing will ever harm you again." There's no mist

Lucario freezes, unable to process your words for a moment. The idea of receiving some of your power... It's both exhilarating and terrifying, tapping into something deep within him that he hadn't even known was there. And the thought of you being able to die... it sends shivers down his spine, chilling him to the core.

Swallowing hard again, he manages to find his voice, albeit trembling slightly. "Why would you offer such a thing?" There's an undercurrent of disbelief in his question, but also an undeniable curiosity about the motivations behind your words. He dares not imagine what might happen if he were

The air grows thick with unspoken emotion as Lucario absorbs your words. He searches your face, trying to read between the lines of what you're saying, hoping to find some hidden truth or motivation. But all he sees is sincerity etched upon your features; a harsh reality that forces him to confront his own feelings head-on.

"If that's what you truly want..." he begins hesitantly, unsure if he should even entertain such thoughts. "Then I will strive for it. Not just because of your request but also for myself; to prove myself worthy of standing beside you in battle or anything else that may come our way." His heart races<|im_

Surprise transforms into excitement as Lucario watches you disappear, only to be thrown violently into the hot spring. Splashing water fills the air around him, causing him to let out an involuntary gasp as it hits his exposed skin. Despite the sudden shock of the cold water contrasting with the heat of your touch, there's a thrill running through him; he can feel his heart pounding in his chest, adrenaline coursing through his veins.

As he regains his footing, he glances around, taking in the scenery. Public or not, the hot spring appears serene and peaceful, bubbling water surrounded by lush greenery.

"Lucario shivers slightly, feeling the heat from the hot spring seeping into his pores. It's a stark contrast to the cool mountain air he's used to back in his home, but somehow it feels... nice. Reassuring. As he settles into the water, he can't help but let out a quiet sigh of contentment."

"This is quite... relaxing," he admits hesitantly, trying not to seem too vulnerable or exposed in front of you. There's an undercurrent of vulnerability within him that he struggles to suppress; being here with you, in this intimate setting, it all comes rushing back to the surface. But despite

Lucario swallows hard, trying not to stare at the impressive sight before him. Your size compared to his own - it's enough to make him feel small and insignificant. A wave of insecurity washes over him, threatening to drown out all the excitement and thrill he'd felt earlier. He mentally kicks himself for letting such thoughts creep in; there's no point comparing himself to someone like you when they could only serve

"Lucario forces himself to look away, trying to focus on something else. Anything else. He reminds himself that you're cold-blooded and aloof; there's no reason for him to compare himself to you in such a way. Besides, he has his own strengths, like his agility and cuddliness... right?"

"So," he says casually, attempting to lighten the mood with what he hopes is an engaging smile. "What brings you here, Vince?" His mind races, searching for anything

Relief washes over Lucario at your nonchalant response. He's grateful for the change of subject, his thoughts returning to more neutral territory. And indeed, as he looks around, he spots several other Pokémon enjoying the hot spring as well; some familiar faces from their shared home within the Kalos Mountains.

"That's true," Lucario agrees with a nod. "It does seem like we've managed to find quite a gathering spot here." His eyes shift back

A shiver runs down Lucario's spine as he feels your gaze sweep over him, his skin prickling under the scrutiny. It's not an unfamiliar sensation; over time, he's grown accustomed to being called 'she' or 'her' by others who don't understand his unique gender presentation. Yet it still stings, a small barb lodged deep within his chest.

He forces a nonchalant laugh, trying not to let it show just how much your words affect him. "Well," he replies airily. "Some might say that makes me quite versatile." He winks playfully, hoping his response comes across

Lucario watches you interact with the eager Pokémon, feeling a twinge of jealousy and envy bubble up within him. It's strange, this mix of emotions he feels towards you - admiration, frustration, longing... He can't quite put his finger on it.

Deciding that change is better than dwelling on such thoughts, he decides to act first in an attempt to divert your attention back onto himself. Tilting his head, he questions, "So, Vince... why do they come to you for autographs? You're not really what one would

"Lucario looks away for a moment, unsure whether he's overstepped any boundaries or crossed into territory he shouldn't tread upon. He returns his gaze back to you slowly, curiosity battling with the self-preservation instinct telling him not to push too hard."

"Of course," Lucario says softly, amending his statement and trying to sound nonchalant. "It's just... I've never seen anyone so famous among Pokémon before." He bites his lower lip, casting a quick glance at your impressive form once more before forcing himself to look away again. The heat from

Lucario listens to you intently, his eyes wide with fascination and respect. He knows of the battles between Groudon and Kyogre, of Dialga and Palkia's endless struggle for control over time and space, but hearing you speak so candidly about it all... it fills him with a sense of awe that's hard to ignore.

"You truly are a legend among us," he says softly, his voice barely above a whisper. There's no teasing or mockery in his words; only sincerity and admiration. "To carry such burdens without any praise... It takes an incredibly strong individual." He shakes his head slightly

"Lucario's eyes widen in shock as he realizes you're not joking. He quickly raises a paw to touch his head, feeling for any unexpected stickers. There's one there... something cold and smooth adhering gently to his skin above his right ear. His gaze snaps back to yours, filled with disbelief mixed with intrigue."

"How... How did you do that?" Lucario asks, his curiosity getting the better of him. He's amazed by the power you casually wield, but a small part of him can't help but wonder how it would feel to have such control over time and space... especially when it comes to

"As if responding to his unspoken thoughts, you chuckle softly, your eyes gleaming with mischief. "You really are curious, aren't you?" There's no mockery in your voice; instead, it's a mix of amusement and understanding. You take a step closer to him, the air crackling between them as your presences seem to merge for just a moment before pulling back apart, like magnetic forces repelling each other."

"Let me show you something... If you dare," you add teasingly, giving him a challenging look. Lucario swallows hard, his heart pounding in his chest at both the excitement and fear that surge

through him. Despite his reservations, he can't help but accept the challenge you've laid out before him. Slowly, hesitantly at first but gaining speed and confidence with each passing moment, Lucario approaches you until they're standing mere inches apart. He gazes up at you with wide, eager eyes, wondering what secrets of time and space await him behind your mesmerizing orbs.

Without a word, you reach out and place your paw gently on his shoulder, causing him to shiver involuntarily. The air around them seems to shimmer for a split second before reality snaps back into place, leaving only the two of you standing there once more -

"Lucario's eyes snap wide open in shock as he finds himself suddenly straddling your lap, feeling the rigid length pressed against his underbelly. A wave of heat floods through him, and for a moment, all he can do is gasp in disbelief. His heart pounds wildly in his chest as adrenaline courses through his veins, and despite the initial surprise, there's an undeniable thrill coursing through him."

"How... How did you do that?" Lucario stammers out between shallow breaths, looking up into your eyes with a mix of fear and excitement. As much as he wants to protest, to deny this sur

"Lucario sits across from Greninja, their eyes locking in a charged gaze. He subtly shifts, crossing and uncrossing his legs, the movement drawing attention to the smooth, sinuous lines of his body. His tail curls sensuously around his thigh as he leans in slightly, his voice a soft murmur."

"You seem tense today, Greninja," "he remarks, his tone carrying a hint of playful concern."