[video] (CW: swearing)

[orangesmith]

[The video shows three spirits, all staring at the camera (and presumably Narancia, who is currently holding the Gear while yelling at them from offscreen).]

Fuck off! You're all supposed to be dead! [Then, to the Gear:] What are these assholes doing here?! They're dead!

[They continue to just stare at him. Menacingly.]

Something Wicked This Way Comes

[ourstosee]

a. The crucifix in my hand's a lie/'Cause nothing ever kills you (action)

[Of course Aymeric thinks little of nudging a fish back to the water. It's so unnoteworthy, that he thinks nothing of it as he returns to his hotel. And so it starts with nothing more than a chill, one that runs down the span of his back. He's on his way back from a morning run, awake and at ease in the early spring weather. That mood crashes as the hairs on the back of his neck raise, and followed by the sharp rush of paranoia. It's a sensation he hasn't felt in a handful of months, not since his feet were last upon Eorzean soil. Where once his hand would fall upon a blade at his side, however, it careens through empty air.

Swearing, Aymeric turns, at least preparing himself for whatever attack comes his way. He expects... something certainly. Mayhap the bedraggled citizens or clergy who have suffered still despite his promises for a better future. Or perhaps still, a temple knight believing the claims of heresy and patricide, seeking to save Ishgard from him.

What he doesn't expect to find the white hair and resplendent garb befitting a wizened ruler, nor the pointed ears and willowy height of his people. And he certainly doesn't expect blue eyes, paled with age and shadowed from how they've sunken into a face, but still the same as his.]

Father-

[He takes a step back, thunking against a hotel room door -- perhaps one of his friends', perhaps someone else. He knows what he's seeing cannot be right -- though he had not witnessed the man's death, he had no reason to doubt it, either. Yet here he was, apparently living and breathing and...

Not speaking. Silent as the dead, but staring at Aymeric.]

b. Out of myself, it began evolving/I am not well, repent I'm guilty (video)

[cw: descriptions of injuries/violence pertaining to war and such!]

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[epitaffio]

[AUDIO, LOCKED TO TEAM ROCKET]

( Rocket things, beep boop )

[VIDEO, OTA]

[Only moments have passed, but in that time, Doppio has managed to a) leave the Rocket line and b) turn on the video feed entirely by accident while attempting to bolt. Not that the feed... shows much, aside from the characteristically shaky view of someone running for their life while holding a camera in one hand.]

Sorry-- I know I was in the middle of something but a situation's come up--! [The very next thing Doppio hears is simultaneously loud and clear & completely inaudible to anybody else -] Doppio, stop! You're not on the Rocket line anymore! [- which, oh, is an appreciated heads-up, wow he didn't even realise the Boss was on the line too, but also it gets him fumbling and umming and uhhing as he tries to redirect his speech...

However, he doesn't have to fumble for long. His pursuers soon chime in, giving Doppio reasons to reevaluate his priorities.]

Stop, dammit! I'm not done with you yet! [A man's voice, deep and imposing. For some reason, it's accompanied by the sounds of jingling metal.]

My apologies, sir, my legs aren't what they used to be - [An old man's voice, tired and pondering.] - but if I may, I believe you have nothing to fear, since...

I know I can't die for good, but it's still gonna HURT, [Doppio whines, before adding in genuine confusion:] Wait, you're here too?

[And then, just as a third man's voice is heard, Doppio abruptly stops running - and with the motion, the video feed captures the shape of the voice's very blurry owner.]

Will you pipe down already?

[Currently, Doppio has no idea what in the fuck is going on. The sound of a gunshot rings out. There are yet more specters approaching, though the rest are by and large indistinct.]

Video

[lightningbearer]

Today's video options with an actually halfway-decent shot of a Boldore. It's even mostly in focus! Though, is blurry spot a drop of water on the camera...?

Eh, it's probably fine. And in any case, Geddoe's talking.

"I saw something that these are supposed to evolve by being traded. How does that work?"

Because Sassy the Boldore is interested in evolving, but Geddoe's not exactly inclined to just give him to some random trainer. Anyway, he continues, as a definitely drippy-looking Helioptile zooms past.

"Or is that something most people don't... What..."

He abruptly trails off, there's some moving and jostling about, and the Pokégear tumbles to the ground. Still recording, as it happens. And capturing a nice few of Geddoe from below, hair and parts of his coat still wet, looking very much like he's just seen a ghost, before a paw reaches over and helpfully taps the button to turn it off.

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[hippocarnival]

Who: Yuya + You

Where: Cianwood City

When: May 4th

Summary: So how about those ghosts

Rating: PG

Log:

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[stardiving]

[How a fish got to a puddle in the middle of the road is unclear, but even Estinien can't ignore the plight of a creature pathetically flopping in a few ilms of muddy water--he'd not had a spare pokeball on hand so catching it was out of the question, but he could take it back to the beach and toss it back into the waves.

It's shortly after that he feels eyes on him--a familiar malice, a chill down his spine.

He spins on his heel and steps backwards at what he sees--a massive dragon with baleful red eyes, smoke and embers swirling from between its fangs.

Reflexively, he reaches for a lance that isn't there, as Nidhogg's ghost cranes its neck over him. "Pathetic creature. Thou ought to have perished alongside me."

Oddly, the words cause Estinien to relax slightly. It is the shade of the dragon that killed his family and whose presence overshadowed most of his life, but it's nothing but a ghost. A...very large, and very threatening ghost, but if this spirit had been capable of taking his body, it would have done so without announcing its presence.]

Maybe so, but I did not. Your siblings regard me well enough.

( still, the presence is undeterred )

[ooc: Estinien will be followed by Nidhogg into the early afternoon, both in Big Fucking Dragon form and in 'bodysnatched Estinien' form depending on if you encounter him inside or outside. Ysayle will be following him in the afternoon. Wildcards can be arranged!]

Felix's Kanto Gym Circuit Travelogue

[bestswordmaster]

WHO: Felix, Sylvain, & miscellaneous
WHAT: catch-all for Felix's Kanto gym circuit
WHERE: all over Kanto
WHEN: Spring/Summer 2022

Current Location: Vermilion City
Badges Earned:


[ooc: this is just where I'm going to put any thread with Felix that happens while he and Sylvain are out and about in Kanto; if you want to plan something, grab me on plurk @ theSSjuli or ping me on discord. I'll be updating this TL whenever he earns a badge or he and Sylvain arrive in a new place!]

Video

[crystalmaster]

[Radley isn't really surprised when all the Eevees are gathered around the small pond on their property. Evie especially is fascinated, pawing at something in the water. So of course Radley comes over to see.]

... Wow, what is that?

[The strange fish leaps up, smacks him in the face, and jumps back in the water. Radley gasps and sputters, annoyed to the nth degree.

Evie runs over, feeling responsible. "Eevee-vee?!"

Radley wipes his face and pets her with his other hand.]

Oh, I'm okay, pretty girl. Just insulted is all. Come on, let's leave the fish alone....

[The cold chill hits the back of his neck and he sees something out of the corner of his eye. He turns ... and goes sheet-white.]

What the ... ?!

[All around him are spectres of people from home ... miners whose deaths he watched while a prisoner of Malcolm. They're all staring at him with blank eyes. He screams and runs. The Eevees run with him and then they're back in the building and he's bolting the door. But the Eevees are growling in the next instant. When Radley turns, the spirits are all still there.]

... What the hell kind of a curse is this?!

[He backs up against the wall as they all stand there, staring ... just staring.... His mind is blank. He has no idea what to say. He still blames himself for their deaths. He wasn't able to stop Malcolm before they all died. He watched them die....]

I'm sorry.... I'm so sorry....

[His voice catches. They're all still staring wordlessly. Finally he just sinks to the floor against the door and sobs.]