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victory_road2022-01-17 04:30 pm
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[The camera feed begins pointed at the ceiling. There’s a voice muttering to one side, the occasional flash of color, then a peering eye. This is followed by a startled yelp and a LOT of color as the PokeGear is flung around. Thankfully that only lasts a heartbeat before it’s caught and finally focuses on a young man with shaggy pink hair; those who would recognize the ferry from Johto to Kanto will notice it as his location. He inspects the screen, then sits back in triumph.]
Ha! I got it working!
[From somewhere off-screen behind him comes a distressed whine, “Ohh, just turn it off Gobo, it’s bad news!” This gets nothing more than an annoyed eyeroll.]
It’s fine, Boober. [Brief glare to one side, then he’s back.] Um. Hi! I guess. This is probably working… Sorry, this kinda- stuff is pretty new to me.
[“It’s new and strange and bad...” comes the worried voice again. Now another young man, this one with a hat pulled so low over his face it’s a wonder he can even see, is pacing agitatedly in the background. Gobo is none too enthused about this.]
So, my name's Gobo Fraggle and this- [A wave behind him] -is my friend Boober. And I’ve been seeing, uh, others? Use this thing to ask questions and I wanted to ask-
[Gobo is briefly interrupted by Boober’s complaining again, about oh how this ship was going to sink and they were all going to die and showing up in a weird world like this was a bad omen and-]
…does anyone have any headache remedies? Normally the Fraggle I ask about this kinda thing- [And another glare Boober’s way, who’s so busy with his moaning he doesn’t even notice] -is too busy with other problems. -Boober would ya sit down, eh? You’re gonna make me seasick.
[Well THAT was the wrong thing to say. Because now Boober is on and on and ON about how they’re going to catch a cold, about all the strange germs and diseases that’re up here, how the ferry was a bad idea and so much water was a bad idea and-
Gobo just groans, sinks his head into his arms and dispiritedly shuts off the feed.]
((OOC: Responses will come from Gobo or Boober, or both! Tags from each will come in separate threads))
Ha! I got it working!
[From somewhere off-screen behind him comes a distressed whine, “Ohh, just turn it off Gobo, it’s bad news!” This gets nothing more than an annoyed eyeroll.]
It’s fine, Boober. [Brief glare to one side, then he’s back.] Um. Hi! I guess. This is probably working… Sorry, this kinda- stuff is pretty new to me.
[“It’s new and strange and bad...” comes the worried voice again. Now another young man, this one with a hat pulled so low over his face it’s a wonder he can even see, is pacing agitatedly in the background. Gobo is none too enthused about this.]
So, my name's Gobo Fraggle and this- [A wave behind him] -is my friend Boober. And I’ve been seeing, uh, others? Use this thing to ask questions and I wanted to ask-
[Gobo is briefly interrupted by Boober’s complaining again, about oh how this ship was going to sink and they were all going to die and showing up in a weird world like this was a bad omen and-]
…does anyone have any headache remedies? Normally the Fraggle I ask about this kinda thing- [And another glare Boober’s way, who’s so busy with his moaning he doesn’t even notice] -is too busy with other problems. -Boober would ya sit down, eh? You’re gonna make me seasick.
[Well THAT was the wrong thing to say. Because now Boober is on and on and ON about how they’re going to catch a cold, about all the strange germs and diseases that’re up here, how the ferry was a bad idea and so much water was a bad idea and-
Gobo just groans, sinks his head into his arms and dispiritedly shuts off the feed.]
((OOC: Responses will come from Gobo or Boober, or both! Tags from each will come in separate threads))
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It's nice to meet Hulud, too. [Even if his teeth are unnerving. Boober waves to the Trapinch.] Hello, little guy. I'm Boober.
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[Paul's smile turns into a toothy grin. Really, there's something endearing about this whole situation. Hulud grunts what sounds like a greeting.]
I hope your friend - Gobo - gets the medicine he needs, or finds some way to help his headache.
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[And Boober's had to consistently keep telling himself that a ghost-type isn't necessarily the same thing as an actual ghost.]
Thank you. I do, too.
[He hesitates, then, looking off in thought. Paul seems likable, and it's not that Boober's bad at making friends, exactly. But it's not the most comfortable thing for him. Still...]
What's it like? Where you're from?
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[Paul doesn't really have many friends here, either, but he's warming to Boober. It's good to see someone who is a little more careful.]
Dangerous, to put it simply. So you can see why I'm still a little bit on the cautious side even here.
[Paul doesn't want to get too into detail to avoid spooking the Fraggles. Gobo seems like the innocent type.]
But I came from a desert planet, so the fact that my starter Pokémon is one native to deserts works for me. Now you've got me curious, Boober. What is your world like?
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My home, though... We all live in caves underground; a place called Fraggle Rock. It's also dangerous. I mean-- [He scoffs.] --lots of places can be. Most places...
But if I'm being honest, it's also kind of wondrous, sometimes.
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You live in caves? What was it like?
This world seems to be all right. I've decided to try and find a home here - I'm not going anywhere, so I should find a way to settle. It's good to know we aren't alone in this situation.
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Ah... That sounds nice. Finding a place to settle down, if we're stuck here anyway.