Bertolt Hoover (
bertall) wrote in
victory_road2018-10-06 05:12 pm
o18 | video // action for Violet City // 10/5 Grudge day!
[The video starts with a shot of the inside of a Gible's mouth, the sound of teeth gnawing on plastic being the only audible thing at first. Then she spits it out and through the drool coating the lens, the same Gible sticks her face into view with a curious little growl. Why isn't this thing 'dead' yet? She chewed on it a bunch already!
In the background, a dull thunk of something hitting brick can be heard, followed by someone... Yelling?]
--that's for yelling at Bong Water earlier!
[Yep, that's someone yelling. That's definitely someone yelling, and the Gible makes another sound and pushes the Pokegear over in an attempt to 'kill' it again, but this time Bertolt comes into view and he's...
He's... kicking the side of a Starmiebucks.
Bertolt, no.]
And this-- [WHUMP.] -- is for getting my name wrong! Eighteen times! My name isn't Berllol or Bertoryu! It's Bertolt! It's not that difficult! I've even spelled it and you guys still mess it up!
[The Gible, ever oblivious to the antics of her trainer, decides that since pushing and biting wasn't effective, that maybe picking it up and throwing it will work better. One, two, three--]
My last name isn't hard to spell either! It's not Fubar, it's Hoover!
[With a pleased half squeak-half roar, the Gible throws the 'gear with as much strength as she can muster. GO LONG, UNIVERSE!
Only it doesn't go very far. Everything spins for a moment, then it hits the ground, bounces once, and ends up face-down in the grass. After a minute or so, the video ends but not before picking up on another Gible-squeak and the whump from another good kick delivered to Starmiebucks' wall.
...He'll get back to you later.]
In the background, a dull thunk of something hitting brick can be heard, followed by someone... Yelling?]
--that's for yelling at Bong Water earlier!
[Yep, that's someone yelling. That's definitely someone yelling, and the Gible makes another sound and pushes the Pokegear over in an attempt to 'kill' it again, but this time Bertolt comes into view and he's...
He's... kicking the side of a Starmiebucks.
Bertolt, no.]
And this-- [WHUMP.] -- is for getting my name wrong! Eighteen times! My name isn't Berllol or Bertoryu! It's Bertolt! It's not that difficult! I've even spelled it and you guys still mess it up!
[The Gible, ever oblivious to the antics of her trainer, decides that since pushing and biting wasn't effective, that maybe picking it up and throwing it will work better. One, two, three--]
My last name isn't hard to spell either! It's not Fubar, it's Hoover!
[With a pleased half squeak-half roar, the Gible throws the 'gear with as much strength as she can muster. GO LONG, UNIVERSE!
Only it doesn't go very far. Everything spins for a moment, then it hits the ground, bounces once, and ends up face-down in the grass. After a minute or so, the video ends but not before picking up on another Gible-squeak and the whump from another good kick delivered to Starmiebucks' wall.
...He'll get back to you later.]

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... Bertolt?
[ Kicking a wall.
Didn't they get past that already.
Bertolt, you don't have to kick walls anymore!!!
This wasn't how she expected to meet up with him here, but now that she has, at least it's symbolically appropriate. ]
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Bertolt gives the building another good kick and looks up as he steadies himself, almost going in for another kick--
And then it all clicks.]
Annie?
[WELL THIS ISN'T... awkward at all.]
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For her part, Annie stares at Bertolt with a blank expression that slowly morphs into minor disbelief. She breathes out in a sigh, brow furrowing just enough to pull her eyebrows closer together. ]
Yeah. Did I interrupt something?
[ Attacking walls hasn't proven to be the best idea, Bertolt. Starting it up here won't be any more successful. ]
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I, er... N-No, it's...
[Bertolt worries at his lip and glances to the building, shaking his head.]
It's nothing. I'm just fed up with these places.
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So you're indulging in minor property violence.
[ She doesn't particularly care, but as she notes this, she's sliding her hands into the pockets of her zip-up hoodie. She's not sure what to make of actually seeing Bertolt. She's been finding a rhythm the last few weeks, and owes him a few good throws for some of the stupid things he's said, but right now she's not irritated. She's at a loss.
He's dead, and she's not going to bring that up. He's in some stupid "can't say I care about him like that" with Jean, which is a waste of her time to bring up. Which leaves her with what? She glances to Coral. ]
Your pokemon's been playing with your 'gear.
[ It was that or small talk, and she's even worse at small talk. How are you doing? Though she finds she does actually want to know. ]
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There's only a scuff on the wall.
[Should he get Marcel? No, no, even with his salt he knows that'd be overkill... Hmm...
Bertolt glances towards Coral, brows furrowed for a moment, then he rubs the side of his face.]
Coral... What did I say about putting that in your mouth?
[But it looks so delicious!]
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Lute blinks, focusing his attention back on Coral. It's a trainer thing, he points out, as if this explains anything. They talk on it. I'm not sure how trainers play, but I don't think it's with these things. He stretches out his neck to bump his nose gently against the chewed on 'gear.
Annie watches this from her peripheral, the bulk of her attention on Bertolt. ]
What were you expecting? To break through it?
[ There's a hint of a dour edge to her voice, and then she turns away, crouching down next to Lute and looking at Coral. She holds out a hand. ]
May I have that, please?
[ Arlert takes this chance to sidle closer, giving her best pleading hungry owl look. It primarily involves opening her beak and making an encouraging sound. ]
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You're going to break your ankle if you keep doing that.
[Seriously, Bertolt, it's not worth it.]
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It'd be worth it if I could knock a brick or something loose. You've never spelled it wrong.
[Okay, maybe not worth it, but the sentiment is there.]
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[It's not quite the same, buddy.]
Look, I don't like them either, but you're just going to hurt yourself if you try to beat up their buildings.
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[He's even spelled it a few times! And they still! Get it wrong!!]
What else am I supposed to do, Jean?
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Uh... stop getting coffee from them and get yourself back to FCAB?
[Obviously.]
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[Mmph--! He wants to kick it again, and he he even looks conflicted.]
Do we need anything while I'm out here?
[Jean, get him back before he kicks it again.]
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[Hitting their walls is useless. Hitting their wallets, though...]
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Mildly.]
It's, uh... Starmiebucks. I didn't look at the address in town, but almost every single one I've gone to they've done it.
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[Salt? What salt?]
It's not like we've got complicated ones or anything.
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I mean, how do you even get 'fubar' from Hoover?
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I don't know, but it makes me afraid to know how else they'll butcher it.
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WRECK THEM!!!!]
I..don't think attacking the building is going to be the most effective way to file your complaint.
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stopped kicking things.
Embarrassed, slightly salty, but not kicking things.]
...It made me feel a little better, at least.
[Video] OMG HOW DDAAAREEEE <3
[A pause then she looks ashamed of herself.]
I-If you don't mind me asking! I mean I heard what you said but I--I suppose I just..don't understand completely??