So you want to be a Pokemon Master?

[championbound]

Who: ANYONE AND EVERYONE
Where: ANYWHERE AND EVERYWHERE
When: November 25 - 27
Summary: GET YOUR BUTTS IN HERE AND HAVE A GOOD TIME
Rating: BUT PLEASE PUT APPROPRIATE WARNINGS IF ANYTHING COMES UP
Log:

Everything's ordinary, and then, all of a sudden, it isn't. Oops~! Enjoy all the weird new Pokemon roaming about, and have a good time! Any and all are welcome to join in the glitch-ridden festivities!

Comments

[zetsuboned]

Well, yeah, I mean I'm the Super High School Level Despair and all, so I guess I can guess why there would be copycats.

[ Again, not a big deal to her, even if she sounds so zoned out and bored of this line of conversation already. It should be really easy to pinpoint who she is. Too easy.

But she shrugs it off and puts on a sickenly cutesy tone. ]

You know what, though? It doesn't really matter if I'm dead or not, 'cause in the end, that's super, super -- oh, wait, that's already been done, too -- well! It's full of utter despair anyway. But that's enough about me. I want to know a bit about you. [ Her gaze lowers, crocodile tears starting at the edges of her eyes as she goes ahead and dabs them with a handkerchief. ] I mean, I even went out of my way of introducing myself as the real Enoshima Junko-chan, and I don't even get a name from the person I'm talking to? That's so hopelessly cruel... even by society's means. But maybe you don't care about those.

Which I don't really care about, but if you're not sharing your name when I gave the cue for it earlier, doesn't that make you the worst person out of the two of us?

[mopocalypse]

[Even the mood swings. Haruka cringes, then shakes her head. You can be not-okay later. Right?]

I dunno. Some people would say that.

[She laughs bitterly and shrugs.]

But you know, it really is true about you... Anyway. Fine, fine. I bet you can't guess! Because I'm also Enoshima Junko!

[Suddenly looking very proud of herself, she switches demeanour entirely. She pulls out her pink hair bobbles and starts putting in symmetrical pigtails, swapping out the hair decs for Mono-bobbles identical to hers.]

See, see?

[This may be a worse plan than Operation Naked Ladies.]

cw: possible eye horror??

[zetsuboned]

Some. However, we [ using the royal 'we', naturally ] are not some people. Super High School Level Despair is not a being to be trifled with or made fun of.

[ Just like Haruka did right then and there. But she's right that she can't guess -- her analytical skills don't work in that manner. But she can't help but cringe nevertheless. Of course, that only lasts for a second, too, before placing her hands into her pockets, sighing. ]

Nice try, Enoniseshima-chan, [ Yes, she just did a pun on the Japanese word for nisemono, a fake ] but perhaps you're the one who needs to see--

[ And right then and there, Junko decides to take out a pair of scissors from her pocket (where'd she get that??) and make an attempt to stab in the eye. Hey, she thinks it's a good idea. ]

[mopocalypse]

[Haruka dodges to the left and pulls something else out of her own pocket. A handful of marbles, scattered on the ground. Nonlethal fights are still her talent, after all.]

Whoa!

[And then a timeline gone wrong runs through her head, her sister dressed up as her, mocking her, Haruka going for the scissors--]

I think I'm more right than wrong, maybe, maybe.

[zetsuboned]

[ Even with all the analysis in the world, it ends up almost tripping her up. But of course, one must remember that analysis isn't her only skill. She has three titles, after all, so she doesn't exactly find herself tripped up as she finds herself finally jumping off of the mables with a hop, smiling. ]

Whoops, that was a really close one. I mean, if I fell, that would have definitely hurt.

[ Her arms are spread out wide, but the scissors don't seem to be in her hands anymore. ]

I was definitely expecting you to dodge, but the marbles are definitely a nice touch. Yep, I definitely like you! Too bad I don't know your name, huh, Faker-chan?

[mopocalypse]

[Haruka clenches her fists at her sides.]

Rude... Fine, fine. [She thinks and looks away for a second.] You can call me Tokido Saya!

[Yes, because using a manga character's name has always worked out. Especially one somebody else already used as their alias.]

But it was fun. Besides, do you always do this?

[mactations]

Saya-chan, huh! Well, I guess I can buy it. At least for the time being.

[ If she doesn't want to share her real name, Junko will at least take this alias. Although noting the fact that she has fists at her sides means that wow, this girl must really hate her or something, and she hasn't even done a single thing to her yet. Okay, no, that's a lie, she kind of attempted murder right there and then, but it didn't work so it's definitely fine. One hundred percent. ]

And nope, don't do this often. I mean, usually this is reserved for my stinky sister, but she's not here, so I got a little nostalgic and took it out on you. But you managed to dodge it, didn't you? That means you're special! Since not many people manage to do even that much. Most people end up taking it straight on.

[ But this girl? Whoever her name actually is? She's different from most people. And Junko... she likes that. ]

[mopocalypse]

[Haruka winces. She looks off somewhere, curling one of her pigtails around her finger.]

It really is just like... Whatever, anyway. So you already know you're not actually in my brain. Whose brain are you in? Obviously it's not Prince Lion-Face whose name I forget, because you'd be all buff and huge.

1/probably 2 but i'll tell you if it's otherwise

[mactations]

Ah... she actually said it. She actually went and said something like that... so you already know about that plan... it's kind of despair inducing to hear someone talking about going into other people's brains. It's like, totally gross.

[ She seems rather downcast and upset and can't help but let out a melodramatic sigh in response, because while she gets what this girl's saying, there's still some parts of it that don't piece together. ]

yep 2/2

[mactations]

...But nope! You're totally wrong, Saya-chan. Just because I'm dead doesn't mean that I'm occupying someone else's body, you know? I mean, it's kind of disheartening that you'd even think that! Or maybe were my pictures not posted in those newspaper clippings when they mentioned me? I mean, I'm totally photogenic and I was in the bunch of magazines, so they shouldn't have had any issue finding photos of me.

Or maybe they just didn't care because, you know, dead people kind of stay dead. Except in this case, apparently.

[mopocalypse]

Are you serious? Your face was all over the place. She had a shrine. Where do you think I got your hair bobbles from? I--

[She freezes, pales, and gives a broken-glass laugh.]

I should've known, huh? That's the exact same trap I always used.

[zetsuboned]

You said it was a she?

[ It's clear that Junko is a little interested as she clasps her hands together, sparkling as if there was no better thing in the world. ]

Hey, maybe you should tell me about this girl. C'moooon, Saya-chan, won't you tell me? Pretty please? I have a pretty huge fanbase, so I can't just pin something down just based on gender!

[ Although she may have a few guesses. Just a few. ] If they're a huge fan, I obviously have to find them so I can give her my signature, after all.

[mopocalypse]

Come on! She's even more dead than you, and definitely more dead than me! Besides, what are you even trying to do? You already took over the world and tried to do it again and blew up a country -- wait, was that technically you or not? You know, I have no idea, it's one of those things, and then instead of finding anything out you have to go around doing boring stuff and wasting time that would be better served collecting signatures for a glitter pen, and really, if you wanted to despair so much, I don't know why you'd go through all this trouble instead of just going to Taco Bell or something.

[zetsuboned]

I certainly don't recall blowing up a country, that's for sure. I mean I'm not really interested in taking over the world or repeating it or whatever kind of schtick you think I'm into, but you know what, I can share. I guess you can call it a "show and tell", but you see, I'm the type of girl that gets what she wants, and like you said, she's deader than me and deader than you, but this place doesn't exactly work under normal conventions, you know?

So just because someone's dead doesn't mean that I can't find them. [ And she will, at least, find out who this person is. At least, until she gets bored of that and then switches gears because she's so fickle. ] Besides, going to a fast food chain is kind of boring, don't you think? I mean people go there every day. It's nothing new. It's nothing special. And I'm not going to let myself gain some unnecessary weight on gross genetically modified foods.

[ Except she's a hypocrite, so. ]

[mopocalypse]

What, you mean you've got, like, a Ouija board or something? [Oh, sudden subject changes are her favourite thing, too!] I thought you liked things that you hated, though. Or you liked hating things? I don't know. This whole despair thing is confusing, confusing.

[zetsuboned]

Nope!

[ An almost immediate answer that she manages to say with a smile. ]

You got me down completely wrong, you know.

[mopocalypse]

Huh? [headtilt] Then you explain the whole despair thing. I get wanting someone else to despair because they've done something to you, or just because they're happy and you're not. But I don't get the rest of it.