4th 💀 Video;

[amaure]

[It's around 9am when this particular video comes onto the network, though the state of the man in front of the camera would leave you believing it was earlier. He certainly looks as though he just crawled out of bed, and perhaps he did! His hair isn't particularly styled, though not a complete disaster case of bedhead, though he is dressed in a rather fluffy looking house robe of scarlet hue. The nonplus—perhaps even downright annoyed—expression would leave one to wonder if he's had his coffee yet.

The large hand reaching into view off camera placing down a coffee cup in front of him would imply: he indeed has not.

His sleepy and irritated gaze flicks to the coffee deliverer for but a moment, before turning back to the camera as he starts.]

Good morning fellow imports, 'twould seem I have been tasked with an announcement of sorts—unexpectedly.

[There's an edge to the word, sharp like a knife. With a shake of his head, he looks down at what seems to be...flashcards? Notes? Something of the sort. With his free hand, he puts on what seems to be a pair of reading glasses as he peers at it.]

Within the next few days, Elysium—or as some of you know it Egglysium—will be opening the ranch to the public as it hosts some few harvest-themed festivities.

[As he's reading this off, one might notice a certain very tall man in the background, wearing a flannel button up, blissfully stuffing hay into the shirt. That someone is Hythlodaeus. Emet either doesn't notice, or is purposefully ignoring him.]

These festivities will be available for the next moon or so, featuring such as the following: haunted hayrides in which participants are free to catch the ghosts which so choose to frighten them, costumed Cutiefly races in which the winners will be gifted various prizes, bobbing—

[He pauses. Squints. And carries on, his tone incredulous and exasperated.]

...Bobbing for Applin... Really, Hythlodaeus?

[He stops to look back at Hythlodaeus who has now since abandoned that hay-filled shirt and scurried off to do something else just as equally bizarre. What good fortune it is not on camera. He shakes his head with a sigh before turning back to the feed.]

There will be some few other activities as well, should you feel the desire to indulge in such frivolity. If you have further questions, feel free to ask them. I suppose it is upon me to answer them, seeing as the host of such is far too busy with his preparations and saw it fit to place me at the helm of advertisement.

[From his tone, he clearly thinks that was a stupid decision, yet not stupid enough to not do it, considering that he just...did. Picking up his cup of coffee, he holds it up in a cheers-like motion, more so signalling farewell, before he cuts the feed.]

(ooc: a log will be put up in a couple days with further details, feel free to tag into it since it will be a mingle log. Some of the prizes will be potentially shiny Pokémon! Feel free to hit me up on plurk (ZornSable) if you have any OOC questions!)

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[video]

[scourgingstars]

My, my. An unwilling participant, it would seem? What a terrible fate.

[video]

[amaure]

Truly mine is a fate most cruel. What horrors I have faced, you can only imagine.

[video]

[scourgingstars]

Tortures beyond belief, of that I have no doubt.

[Ardyn leaned his head on one hand, raising an eyebrow slightly.]

I was not aware people still celebrated the harvest season, in a more modern era such as this. How interesting.

[video]

[amaure]

If only life would afford me some succor.

[Emet-Selch shakes his head, letting out a dramatic sigh...but then moves on, dropping the act to speak more frankly.]

Indeed, this world still celebrates such, though I cannot say I have seen many places of agriculture. Some traditions simply persist for the sake of it, or so it seems.

[video]

[scourgingstars]

Remarkably strange, to see what traditions persist and what seems universal. I've almost missed harvest festivals, to be quite honest with you.

[video]

[amaure]

Well, I certainly cannot promise that what Hythlodaeus has in store will align with the traditions you are familiar, but it will certainly prove to be an entertaining affair all the same.

Even I do not know the full extent of his machinations, but rare if ever do I find myself wanting for entertainment when it comes to him. I shall hope to see you there, friend.

[video]

[scourgingstars]

Oh, I think I might make an appearance if I can. I've been so frightfully bored as of late, some entertainment would surely be welcome.

[Video] :B

[cyan_maid]

[...I mean. Gotta respect the drip, honestly, fluffy red robes are very chic.]

Was your friend getting into character by...trying to emulate a scarecrow?

[She just sort of assumes that guy is your friend, he was at your house chilling and doing weird shit like it's no big deal, which is peak friendship.]

[Video] :>

[amaure]

["Friend" is certainly a word for him, yes.]

Probably, I tend to ignore his antics till I cannot.

[He glances back at where Hythlodaeus was, the shirt and hay left unceremoniously upon the floor as the sole evidence of his crime.]

It would not be the strangest thing he's attempted before, and it is like as not only the beginning.

[Turning back to Jane, he raises an eyebrow.]

Shall I expect to see you here for the festivities?

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[cyan_maid]

How...interesting.

[Look, she'll put on a fake mustache at the drop of a hat, she has no room to judge.]

I suppose I could stop by? It all does sound fun and festive. Where is this fabled Egglysium located, anyway?

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[amaure]

[He almost looks pained by the mention of its name. It's the worst, Hythlodaeus can truly be awful. That he's so married to that name, forcing Emet-Selch to endure it...well, it's far from the worst thing he's endured. But just barely.]

South of Goldenrod, about a day's walk from the city proper. Though the jaunt is quick should you find yourself graced with a flying type. Gym leader as you are, I'm certain that will prove scant an issue.

[cyan_maid]

[It's a very amusing name! She doesn't know what this place and some Greek afterlife thingie have in common, but obviously she'll have to visit and see for herself.]

Oh! That's not far at all. I suppose I don't have an excuse not to stop by, then.

[And see if events hosted by "Solus" also have weird bullshit that happen at them a la the Yamaskerade Ball, but shhhhhh.]

[amaure]

[Perhaps when she sees the lodging part of the property she might get the reference. Just a little place for these little Pokémon heroes to rest...and potentially get eggs. Honestly, Emet thinks it's a bit much, but whatever.]

Indeed, I'll hold you to that. Perhaps you could bring Dirk along for a fun little outting?

[Wow! You (allegedly) pull one heist that leaves some few people retraumatized and the hosts of the event thoroughly robbed, and now everyone thinks you're gonna do it at every party!]

[cyan_maid]

[You're a person of interest gosh! Guess you just have to deal with it!!]

Hm...I'll ask if he wants to come. But I'm surprised - I assumed you two were friends. You don't want to invite him yourself?

[amaure]

Oh, he always has an open invitation to the ranch, this he well knows. However, it is far more probable for him to come along should more than I desire his presence.

[He shrugs.]

Not to mention, I might find myself entangled in whatever nonsense Hythlodaeus has planned, it would serve him better to have unoccupied company, no?

[cyan_maid]

Hm, I suppose so.

[Right, that Hythlodaeus guy. The odd fellow from before. That one.]

Alright, I shall reach out and see if he'll consider coming, then. Would you like it if I let you know to expect him, or would you rather it be a surprise?

[amaure]

Not much surprises me anymore, and so I find myself disinclined to deny myself what small few I may yet enjoy.

I shall look forward to seeing you, accompanied or no.

[cyan_maid]

[I...nteresting.

Jane will just smile and nod, though. Pretend like we haven't found something kind of odd about the odd fellow your very-different-than-before friend is friends with.]

And I'll look forward to attending!

[video]

[talkyourwayout]

[Louie can't help thinking the sales pitch is lacking - seriously, why would you pick someone so disinterested to advertise? But he's not going to critique, since this sounds kind of interesting and he doesn't want to anger a potential host; he's not stupid.]

Hey, so I haven't been here long-- [A brief pause as he realizes that wait, no, he kind of has. It's been half a year or so-- He's not going to think about that too much right now.]

Uh, anyway, I'm not sure where this ranch, Elysium, is. Could you let me know?

[video]

[amaure]

[The politeness earns him points, this much is definitely true, but truer yet is that the boy using the name Elysium earns him all the more. It's not entirely evident that he's delighted by it, but his otherwise discontented visage softens.

Just a little.]

Ah yes, how foolish of me to not include such a crucial detail. I do apologize, I have yet to fully enjoy my morning coffee.

[Honestly, he just expected people to Goomyle it to find the address.]

The ranch is roughly a days walk south of Goldenrod, but well worth the venture I can assure you that.

[talkyourwayout]

It's okay, I get it. I don't like waking up, either.

A day's walk from Goldenrod, huh? I'm actually getting really close to the city, and I have to say it sounds fun, this harvest fair sorta thing you guys are doing.

Cool of you guys to put together something nice and relaxed after the whole temple thing.

[Sure, there was the contest, but nothing about that sounded relaxed from what Louie heard.]

[amaure]

Ah, you spent some time in that old ruin, did you? Quite the adventure for a lad of your few summers, hm?

[At least his tone implies some measure of fondness over pure condescension. Look, he appreciates a boy who is willing to do lend a hand in all manner of affairs. That he would take an interest in something like an ancient ruin speaks well of him.]

But yes, after such an ordeal, we were of the opinion that aught relaxed and simple could not go amiss. That we might bring people together for some entertainment and celebration would do our community good—or so that is Hythlodaeus' aim, as I'm told.

[talkyourwayout]

[Louie shrugs. He hasn't been shy about explaining - or complaining about, at times - his family's adventurous ways, and he sees no reason to start now.]

I've done a lot of stuff like that back home. It's always an adventure- [There's a tinge of sarcasm to that word, he can't help it.] -but you kind of start getting used to it.

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[bravury]

Never took you to be the festive sort. Though, I suppose Hythlodaeus is to actually thank.

[Fancy masquerades sure, but nothing about hayrides sounds like Emet to Ardbert. But hey! Ardbert's still alive. It's probably been a while since he's reliably heard from him since he went off to Kanto with Estinien. From the looks of things he's still over there, or at least he's somewhere out in the wilderness.]

Sounds like you'll really have your hands full, huh?