Jan. 5th, 2021

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[There's no pomp or circumstance that comes with today's video. It just flicks on, revealing a disheveled Sylvain burrowed in a heap of blankets. Judging by the bags under his eyes, he hasn't slept well. That's probably why the camera in his hands keeps shaking, too.

Probably.]


So. What do you guys do to distract yourselves on days like these? [The video flips around, revealing an incredibly snowed in Ilex Forest. Some members of Sylvain's travel group mill about, but he turns the camera away before they catch on.

When the camera focuses on him, it's clear that he's been joined by someone else. A shiny bounsweet has tucked under his chin, shooting concerned looks up at him as he continues to speak. Sylvain tries to smile to both her and the camera, but fails at both and ultimately ends up just grimacing.]


Normally I would try to stay busy, get a little training in. But that's not exactly possible like this.

So. Advice please?
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[video - route 29, backdated to 1/4. action responses welcome too!]

[The video clicks on to the darkened, zoomed in face of a Bunnelby. It sniffs at the PokeGear and its sudden light and noises, then quickly loses interest. As it moves on, daylight filters in and illuminates the contents of a bag, all being jostled as the Pokemon rummages around.

This goes on for a minute or two before the bag sags, revealing some of the surrounding forest and... a giant Eevee?

No, actually... It's a person wearing an Eevee kigurumi over the outside of their clothes, like an animal skin. The kid is silent and stern-faced, in the stalking stance of a predator as he gets closer and closer... and finally, after crouching, he pounces.

Quite a few things happen in the next span of two seconds. The Gear gets thrown out into the snow as the boy lands, and the Bunnelby screams in surprise. The bark of a Rockruff sounds off furiously in tandem. There's the loud, wet splat of a Mud-Slap hitting true, and a pained grunt from the victim.

Upside down, the camera still films the Bunnelby sprinting back off into the trees, and the boy now caked in mud heaves a sigh as he starts to scrape the dirt from his eyes and mouth.]



[action - cherrygrove, forward-dated to 1/6]

[After nightfall, it may be considered wise for most humans in Cherrygrove to be indoors and bundled up. After all, the combination of snow and ocean air only serves to exacerbate the cold.

It seems, though, that isn't the case for one person. A skinny teenaged boy in tattered clothing and his Rockruff shadow slink through the quiet town, avoiding streetlamps, windows, and doorways. When things catch his attention -- an odd machine, a distant noise -- he pauses to stare and listen and sniff, but ultimately keeps moving. When he stays still, the chill really sets in, and he can't afford to get much colder.

Like a stray dog, he follows his nose to the back entrances of what few restaurants there are and starts picking through the trash. His face is curious, seemingly ignorant to the fact that it's... you know. Trash.]
Jan. 5th, 2021 08:07 pm

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[Guess what idiot is here again to make sure no one forgets the level of stupidity the Joestar line can get to. It's her. It's always her.

Though this time she's showing what seems to be a printed off message of some kind, it's a little blurry but it's something about someone requesting pictures of more salamence butt.]


SO GUESS WHO MADE IT FUCKING BIG TIME!

THAT'S RIGHT, BITCHES, IT'S ME!

I started this whole thing as an absolute joke and a way to torment Lance, but evidently someone or someones are taking an actual interest in the photography so I guess I got some gigs to work on while it's cold as shit out?

I dunno, shit's weird. Ain't gonna complain, though, and Tear doesn't seem to give much of a shit since salamence don't give much of a shit in general if you know how to train 'em right. They ain't as much of brutish war machines as the 'dex or what-the-fuck-ever makes 'em out to be. Rude as hell.

Just.

Learn.

To.

Train.

Your.

Fucking.

Dragons.

God.

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