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victory_road2019-10-15 12:42 am
whymustifeel) wrote in victory_road2019-10-15 12:42 am
002 / text+video
[Sometime early Monday evening, the following blunt, all-caps message pops onto the network:]
CAN ANYONE CONFIRM THAT THIS ISN'T ANOTHER HALLUCINATION FROM MY DEER? THANKS
[Attached is a photo of a massive net woven from vines, hanging from a rope attached to a tree branch. The creature inside is blurry- clearly attempting to escape and unwilling to sit still- but appears to be an Ultra Beast. From the looks of it, the photo was taken not far from one of the main structures at the Ruins of Alph.
A Stantler can be seen at the edge of the picture, keeping a wary eye on the Naganadel.
Several minutes pass. Another message, much shorter:]
jkl;hkhg
[Followed by another photo, far more blurry than the last, of a massive purple creature making a beeline for the camera; leaving behind a tattered green net in the background.
Some time passes with no further replies or posts from Fred- just long enough for it to feel uncomfortably long. Eventually, though, a third post emerges- a video this time around.
The video starts on a blurry closeup of Fred's face. He waves as the camera comes into focus, revealing minor scrapes and cuts on his hands and face- nothing major, luckily. His clothes and hair are ruffled, and theres a large tear in his shirt sleeve. The ascot is intact.]
Hiya! Wow, so- these guys are a lot tougher than the other Pokemon I've been catching with these nets, huh? I'm gonna have to go back to the drawing board- and find somewhere I can buy actual materials.
Doesn't help that Tyler here's been spending the last few days using those horns to- I dunno, make me think I've caught something when I haven't. Or the other way around! I don't get what his deal is.
[At the word "Tyler", Fred adjusts the camera to pan to the Stantler lying beside him, who flicks an ear in response. Two others things become clear in this moment; first, that Fred is sitting cross-legged in the grass, his free hand idly patting the Stantler; second, that the Naganadel from before hasn't left.
It's watching him from the forest.]
Anyway, it sucks that I caught that guy and it got away, but it's a learning experience, y'know? I still gotta figure what kind of traps work best for what Pokemon, and figuring out what doesn't work is just as valuable as knowing what does!
... Also, does anyone know if those things are venomous, 'cause he shot some stingers at me and I feel a little woozy.
[The Stantler tenses as the camera shuts off.]
CAN ANYONE CONFIRM THAT THIS ISN'T ANOTHER HALLUCINATION FROM MY DEER? THANKS
[Attached is a photo of a massive net woven from vines, hanging from a rope attached to a tree branch. The creature inside is blurry- clearly attempting to escape and unwilling to sit still- but appears to be an Ultra Beast. From the looks of it, the photo was taken not far from one of the main structures at the Ruins of Alph.
A Stantler can be seen at the edge of the picture, keeping a wary eye on the Naganadel.
Several minutes pass. Another message, much shorter:]
jkl;hkhg
[Followed by another photo, far more blurry than the last, of a massive purple creature making a beeline for the camera; leaving behind a tattered green net in the background.
Some time passes with no further replies or posts from Fred- just long enough for it to feel uncomfortably long. Eventually, though, a third post emerges- a video this time around.
The video starts on a blurry closeup of Fred's face. He waves as the camera comes into focus, revealing minor scrapes and cuts on his hands and face- nothing major, luckily. His clothes and hair are ruffled, and theres a large tear in his shirt sleeve. The ascot is intact.]
Hiya! Wow, so- these guys are a lot tougher than the other Pokemon I've been catching with these nets, huh? I'm gonna have to go back to the drawing board- and find somewhere I can buy actual materials.
Doesn't help that Tyler here's been spending the last few days using those horns to- I dunno, make me think I've caught something when I haven't. Or the other way around! I don't get what his deal is.
[At the word "Tyler", Fred adjusts the camera to pan to the Stantler lying beside him, who flicks an ear in response. Two others things become clear in this moment; first, that Fred is sitting cross-legged in the grass, his free hand idly patting the Stantler; second, that the Naganadel from before hasn't left.
It's watching him from the forest.]
Anyway, it sucks that I caught that guy and it got away, but it's a learning experience, y'know? I still gotta figure what kind of traps work best for what Pokemon, and figuring out what doesn't work is just as valuable as knowing what does!
... Also, does anyone know if those things are venomous, 'cause he shot some stingers at me and I feel a little woozy.
[The Stantler tenses as the camera shuts off.]
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[Oh no. This kid is reckless enough as it is; finding out his actions have no real consequences on his health and safety is only going to lead to tragedy. Or- far more likely- stupidity.]
How'd'you figure that out? Did someone try to kill you?
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[This is a lie. His luck is terrible and back home he has died many, many times.]
Fact is someone else who shoulda died told me. And so far? None of the newcomers kick the bucket. You just wake up back at the pokecenter havin' had bad need of the fixits, assumin' someone or somethin' brought you there.
So go hogwild, brother! Hug you a poison pokemon. Light a candle with a Growlithe. Live it wild 'cause this'll be your best chance to learn somethin' with only part of the risk.
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[He reaches over to cup his increasingly-uncomfortable Stantler's face in his hand, and turns his face to look Fred in the eyes.]
Do you know what this means, Tyler? No consequences! For anything! I'm like a god!
[Tyler shifts his face over just enough to stare into the Pokegear with barely-concealed loathing. Look what you've done. You've given the idiot teen with a complex an excuse.]
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[He shrugs at Tyler. Because he's like, literally 1000 years old and has been living that invulnerable life for a while. Sometimes you gotta do you.]
But you know, if you're willin' to heal up from a broken leg here and there? Live your best life.
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[Cartoon logic has spare him from severe injury his entire life.]
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[He's still getting used to having aches and pains that don't go away immediately.]
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And now I can never die.
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That's the ticket. No fear!
Just be ready to deal with the hurt when things get rough, an' you'll be just fine, Brother! Good to see some real gumption in this place.