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“Greetings. My name is Beclipse.”
“I’m Pumbra!”
“And we’re here to bring you live coverage, of The War On Tao Village!!! Woo! Yeah!” The two Zoroark, with microphones at hand, posed gallantly in union, with huge grins on their faces at the fact that they were by far the best news anchors in the business.
Or at least, the ONLY news anchors in the business. This was probably no more evident than when the two stepped aside, revealing an entire village full of Zoroark. The village was no more advanced than a simple collection of straw huts, and the entire population hurried to and fro, sparring with each other, stocking up on supplies, and more. It made the microphones in Beclipse and Pumbra’s claws look suspiciously out of place. Nevertheless, the duo was undaunted in their quest to bring news to their thousands of loyal viewers. Beclipse, with his microphone close at hand, began.
“We’re here today with the Dark Moon Clan, where preparations are underway for a FIERCE attack on Tao Village! Tensions are high, and everyone here appears ready for action! Let’s hear some of their thoughts.”
Pumbra stepped before the closest member, one of the few Zoroarks who was unable to move about due to the seemingly-unfortunate fact that the guy had no legs. She stretched out her microphone towards the fellow. “Good sir, mind if you share a word or two with us? Enlighten our beloved audience of this one question: What started this war?”
The random Zoroark snarled gruffly with a crazed loony look in his eyes, and his head spazmed every which way. “Well, y’seeeeee, sir, it all started way back a LONG, long time ago. There was this outsider we let in, and y’know what he does? He splits right before he could offer his own sacrifice to our Master! Had t’ get a replacement sacrifice an’ all. Total screwhead.”
“I see,” mused Beclipse, completely ignoring the fact that the Zoroark used the complete wrong pronoun with regards to his partner. “Fascinating story! I’m sure you’ll bring justice to his crime. Let’s move on to the next individual, shall we?”
“Let’s try this guy.” Pumbra pointed to a Zoroark that was likely out of earshot of their previous interview, and who also seemed to be quite limited in terms of his range of motion. “Good sir, why is the Dark Moon Clan so upset?”
“I’ll tell you why!” raged the Zoroark with his right arm, as if trying to make up for the fact that his left arm was completely cut off. “Because said ‘screwheads’ just kicked us off our land, man! Totally uncalled for. About time we got some payback with a little interest to the side, know what I mean?” Apparently, this fellow had ears powerful enough to hear everything that Beclipse and Pumbra’s previous interviewee just said.
“Ah!”
“Wonderful!” The two interviewers applauded with grinning faces.
“The war to claim what is rightfully ours!” Beclipse chimed.
“A most noble cause!” Pumbra agreed. “Let’s interview a few more and show our viewers what sort of spirits our brave warriors are in!”
“Yeeaaaaaaah! Sack! Pillage! Maim! Destroy!” A screaming Zoroark rolled himself in front of the camera in a wheelchair, apparently missing the lower half of his body.
Another Zoroark, in a peculiar Spartan armor and red cape, soon jumped in. “Tonight, we dine, in h***!” he howled, apparently activating some sort of automatic censorship bleep somewhere in Beclipse and Pumbra’s microphones, muffling the sound.
In the excitement, it wasn’t long before the whole village was howling and snarling in chorus, sharing their energy in their drive to claim victory in the battle. But it was all cut short when the largest and most imposing figure of them all split the crowd into a walk way. Walking down the aisle, Eclipse himself stepped before the two interviewers and huffed with a growl.
“…Why are you two even doing a news report, anyway? It’s not like there will be anyone around to see it. Stop indulging in your mindless fantasies do something productive, you two. Might as well be like me and Umbra, performing our duty for our Master.” He gave a dismissive snort and turned away from them, continuing on his way.
“For our loyal fans!” Beclipse cheered. “I, Beclipse and my lovely partner, Pumbra, always deliver to satisfy the many questions of our veiwers~!”
They both clapped their hands and cheered some more, to the complete chagrin of everyone else in the village.
It was then that Umbra stepped in, apparently next in line in the procession. "Beclipse and Pumbra, eh?" A slow cheeky smirk grew on her face. "Hey, I know! Why don’t you two be our DECOYS? It’s the BEST job you’ll ever have."
“Yes, an excellent solution, Umbra. These fools will make a fine distraction.” Eclipse chuckled while turning around, rather pleased with the idea.
“So it’s settled. You will spend the rest of the afternoon preparing your disguises before the great battle. Ta-ta~”
And with that, the two leaders of the Dark Moon Clan proceeded down the line, leaving the two dumbfounded interviewers speechless.
Eclipse then broke into a seemingly-oblivious smile. “…and now for a word from our sponsors! Don’t go anywhere, fol—!”
Suddenly, the transmission cut off and the camera went black. An eerie hoarse voice chuckled.
“I interrupt this broadcast for a speeccciiaaal announcemeeent~ So, stay tuned… while you still caaaan. Heh heh heh heh heh~”
“I’m Pumbra!”
“And we’re here to bring you live coverage, of The War On Tao Village!!! Woo! Yeah!” The two Zoroark, with microphones at hand, posed gallantly in union, with huge grins on their faces at the fact that they were by far the best news anchors in the business.
Or at least, the ONLY news anchors in the business. This was probably no more evident than when the two stepped aside, revealing an entire village full of Zoroark. The village was no more advanced than a simple collection of straw huts, and the entire population hurried to and fro, sparring with each other, stocking up on supplies, and more. It made the microphones in Beclipse and Pumbra’s claws look suspiciously out of place. Nevertheless, the duo was undaunted in their quest to bring news to their thousands of loyal viewers. Beclipse, with his microphone close at hand, began.
“We’re here today with the Dark Moon Clan, where preparations are underway for a FIERCE attack on Tao Village! Tensions are high, and everyone here appears ready for action! Let’s hear some of their thoughts.”
Pumbra stepped before the closest member, one of the few Zoroarks who was unable to move about due to the seemingly-unfortunate fact that the guy had no legs. She stretched out her microphone towards the fellow. “Good sir, mind if you share a word or two with us? Enlighten our beloved audience of this one question: What started this war?”
The random Zoroark snarled gruffly with a crazed loony look in his eyes, and his head spazmed every which way. “Well, y’seeeeee, sir, it all started way back a LONG, long time ago. There was this outsider we let in, and y’know what he does? He splits right before he could offer his own sacrifice to our Master! Had t’ get a replacement sacrifice an’ all. Total screwhead.”
“I see,” mused Beclipse, completely ignoring the fact that the Zoroark used the complete wrong pronoun with regards to his partner. “Fascinating story! I’m sure you’ll bring justice to his crime. Let’s move on to the next individual, shall we?”
“Let’s try this guy.” Pumbra pointed to a Zoroark that was likely out of earshot of their previous interview, and who also seemed to be quite limited in terms of his range of motion. “Good sir, why is the Dark Moon Clan so upset?”
“I’ll tell you why!” raged the Zoroark with his right arm, as if trying to make up for the fact that his left arm was completely cut off. “Because said ‘screwheads’ just kicked us off our land, man! Totally uncalled for. About time we got some payback with a little interest to the side, know what I mean?” Apparently, this fellow had ears powerful enough to hear everything that Beclipse and Pumbra’s previous interviewee just said.
“Ah!”
“Wonderful!” The two interviewers applauded with grinning faces.
“The war to claim what is rightfully ours!” Beclipse chimed.
“A most noble cause!” Pumbra agreed. “Let’s interview a few more and show our viewers what sort of spirits our brave warriors are in!”
“Yeeaaaaaaah! Sack! Pillage! Maim! Destroy!” A screaming Zoroark rolled himself in front of the camera in a wheelchair, apparently missing the lower half of his body.
Another Zoroark, in a peculiar Spartan armor and red cape, soon jumped in. “Tonight, we dine, in h***!” he howled, apparently activating some sort of automatic censorship bleep somewhere in Beclipse and Pumbra’s microphones, muffling the sound.
In the excitement, it wasn’t long before the whole village was howling and snarling in chorus, sharing their energy in their drive to claim victory in the battle. But it was all cut short when the largest and most imposing figure of them all split the crowd into a walk way. Walking down the aisle, Eclipse himself stepped before the two interviewers and huffed with a growl.
“…Why are you two even doing a news report, anyway? It’s not like there will be anyone around to see it. Stop indulging in your mindless fantasies do something productive, you two. Might as well be like me and Umbra, performing our duty for our Master.” He gave a dismissive snort and turned away from them, continuing on his way.
“For our loyal fans!” Beclipse cheered. “I, Beclipse and my lovely partner, Pumbra, always deliver to satisfy the many questions of our veiwers~!”
They both clapped their hands and cheered some more, to the complete chagrin of everyone else in the village.
It was then that Umbra stepped in, apparently next in line in the procession. "Beclipse and Pumbra, eh?" A slow cheeky smirk grew on her face. "Hey, I know! Why don’t you two be our DECOYS? It’s the BEST job you’ll ever have."
“Yes, an excellent solution, Umbra. These fools will make a fine distraction.” Eclipse chuckled while turning around, rather pleased with the idea.
“So it’s settled. You will spend the rest of the afternoon preparing your disguises before the great battle. Ta-ta~”
And with that, the two leaders of the Dark Moon Clan proceeded down the line, leaving the two dumbfounded interviewers speechless.
Eclipse then broke into a seemingly-oblivious smile. “…and now for a word from our sponsors! Don’t go anywhere, fol—!”
Suddenly, the transmission cut off and the camera went black. An eerie hoarse voice chuckled.
“I interrupt this broadcast for a speeccciiaaal announcemeeent~ So, stay tuned… while you still caaaan. Heh heh heh heh heh~”
NEXT PART>>>
For #PMD-Explorers' Mission 8 (Past):
Main Mission - Defend Inner Tao
-Keep attacking Zoroark away from Jasmine’s room, especially the puppet
-Focus attacks on the nighttime puppet Zoroark in order to kill it
-It’s recommended to take advantage of Brooke and Perry’s combat skills to lead the puppet to its demise
TABLE OF CONTENTS for Team Shadow Knights: [link]
Featuring ~CrimsonAngelofShadow's Team Shadow Knights, and *Amy-the-Jigglypuff's Team Pecha and Team Nighty Knights.


~CrimsonAngelofShadow's Comments: 


Wow, this came out a LOT different then the original product! We had to revise this thing so many times before we unexpectedly got to this! It's totally funny compared to the grim theme of the previous drafts, which is definitely suiting comic relief for such an ominous and dark topic! I hope ya'll will enjoy the final product of this story like me and Amy have!


*Amy-the-Jigglypuff's Comments: 


Um...yeah. You know that thing about how I said I was going to ignore Mission 8? Well...that was only if Crim ignored it too, since it was a collab and all. Which she didn't, as just today, when she suggested to publish my super-short comedic comic idea (that I suggested as a cool way to abridged the super-long comic that originally we came up with) as prose instead. Hey, I'm going to be super busy really, really, soon, so I figured, heck, we might as well! Enjoy the *prose* version of what would have been a really hilarious comic, but I'm not picky. #Pokemon-of-Avalon as well as the Tao High April Tasks are beckoning!
Cameos:
Beclipse and Pumbra the Zoroark reporter wannabes (Personal NPCs by *Amy-the-Jigglypuff)
Eclipse and Umbra the Zoroark puppets are NPCs belonging to #PMD-Explorers.
For #PMD-Explorers' Mission 8 (Past):
Main Mission - Defend Inner Tao
-Keep attacking Zoroark away from Jasmine’s room, especially the puppet
-Focus attacks on the nighttime puppet Zoroark in order to kill it
-It’s recommended to take advantage of Brooke and Perry’s combat skills to lead the puppet to its demise
TABLE OF CONTENTS for Team Shadow Knights: [link]
Featuring ~CrimsonAngelofShadow's Team Shadow Knights, and *Amy-the-Jigglypuff's Team Pecha and Team Nighty Knights.






Wow, this came out a LOT different then the original product! We had to revise this thing so many times before we unexpectedly got to this! It's totally funny compared to the grim theme of the previous drafts, which is definitely suiting comic relief for such an ominous and dark topic! I hope ya'll will enjoy the final product of this story like me and Amy have!






Um...yeah. You know that thing about how I said I was going to ignore Mission 8? Well...that was only if Crim ignored it too, since it was a collab and all. Which she didn't, as just today, when she suggested to publish my super-short comedic comic idea (that I suggested as a cool way to abridged the super-long comic that originally we came up with) as prose instead. Hey, I'm going to be super busy really, really, soon, so I figured, heck, we might as well! Enjoy the *prose* version of what would have been a really hilarious comic, but I'm not picky. #Pokemon-of-Avalon as well as the Tao High April Tasks are beckoning!
Cameos:


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Is this one just dedicated to breaking the fourth wall? Because I'm confused.