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victory_road2017-02-20 11:34 pm
standingonmyneck) wrote in victory_road2017-02-20 11:34 pm
001 : Day One, Can I Go Home Now? (video)
[Your video suddenly clicks on. Someone's already started their journey and hadn't bothered coming online yet, and only was on accident. There was a scene unfolding before you, a girl with thick glasses and really pale skin sat by the base of a tree and had a book in her hands. She appeared to be barely attentive to a stranger in from of her. The stranger was obviously a trainer, but the girl was in no rush to get up and engage. She obviously wasn't holding the camera, something else was.
The scene would go as follows:]
"Come on...just ONE go? We both got one Pokemon, I only see one ball!"
"Your eyesight does indeed work. But I told you, I'm not interested."
"But this is where trainers hang out! Why come where trainers go if you're not battling?"
"This is a good spot, no one said non trainers weren't allowed. But if you look just around the corner, I bet you'll find thousands. So why bother with me?"
"Don't you want to have your Pokemon DO stuff?"
"Fitzgerald is just fine. You're seriously barking up the wrong tree, I'm not making him fight if he doesn't want to."
"Aaaaaabraaaaaa..."
"Look, we'll double the wager. I really want to see what my Haunter could do!"
"Your Haunter."
"Yeah!"
"Haunter is a Ghost type."
"...Yeah?"
"So...Riddle me this, why bug me to battle your Haunter with my Abra? A Psychic type. Putting up a good wager on top of it."
"...Uh."
"So I take the bait with a high chance of you winning this glorified cock fight, and taking away money. You win, I lose. That's what I call glory."
[The trainer then turns around, very quickly. The girl then gets up, exasperated. She placed her book in her backpack before motioning over to what had the camera the entire time. Expressionless, and appearing apathetic, she dusted off her black skirt.]
"Let's get out of here, Fitzgerald. Before other trainers attempt at being smart. I'm feeling a bit too claustrophobic."
"Aaaabbraaaaaaaa."
The scene would go as follows:]
"Come on...just ONE go? We both got one Pokemon, I only see one ball!"
"Your eyesight does indeed work. But I told you, I'm not interested."
"But this is where trainers hang out! Why come where trainers go if you're not battling?"
"This is a good spot, no one said non trainers weren't allowed. But if you look just around the corner, I bet you'll find thousands. So why bother with me?"
"Don't you want to have your Pokemon DO stuff?"
"Fitzgerald is just fine. You're seriously barking up the wrong tree, I'm not making him fight if he doesn't want to."
"Aaaaaabraaaaaa..."
"Look, we'll double the wager. I really want to see what my Haunter could do!"
"Your Haunter."
"Yeah!"
"Haunter is a Ghost type."
"...Yeah?"
"So...Riddle me this, why bug me to battle your Haunter with my Abra? A Psychic type. Putting up a good wager on top of it."
"...Uh."
"So I take the bait with a high chance of you winning this glorified cock fight, and taking away money. You win, I lose. That's what I call glory."
[The trainer then turns around, very quickly. The girl then gets up, exasperated. She placed her book in her backpack before motioning over to what had the camera the entire time. Expressionless, and appearing apathetic, she dusted off her black skirt.]
"Let's get out of here, Fitzgerald. Before other trainers attempt at being smart. I'm feeling a bit too claustrophobic."
"Aaaabbraaaaaaaa."
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[Crushing pride and egos really is fun, though.]
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[She's a spectator, not a fighter............]
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[She's watched enough ego clashes in her lifetime. No more for Anthy, thanks.]