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victory_road2024-07-02 04:14 pm
garbagechild) wrote in victory_road2024-07-02 04:14 pm
[ANONYMOUS Text] / Action for Route 29
[TEXT, approximately midday on July 1st]
how t
how to stop hed from hurting
resons hwy hed myte b hurting human
dose hed hurting mean deth (for humane)
[WHAT'S UP NETWORK, it seems someone has gotten their wires crossed and is trying to use the PsyDuckDuckGo searchbar but keeps posting messages by accident.]
[Help. Help them.]
____
[ACTION for Route 29]
[With a gritted-teeth groan, Wrath sets aside the PokeGear and presses both hands to his temples.]
[He's been walking west from New Bark with his new Pokemon partner for about five hours. And while his memories of once being human here are growing clearer by the minute, he doesn't remember it ever being quite like this. His head is throbbing and the heat is unbearable.]
[And there's no air-conditioned buildings or shady storefronts to duck into like there always had been in the Goldenrod City (or "the yellow town", as he always used to think of it).]
[At least there's trees, which is what he's finally opted for now that the sun is high in the sky and the thought of taking another step is about as appealing as sticking his head in a wasp's nest. Laying spread-eagled on the grass under the shade of a big maple is at least cooler... but it hasn't stopped the banging pains in his head.]
[Sitting next to him is both the (thus far unexplored) complimentary rucksack from "Mom", and his starter: a little Cubone, who's been watching him a little worriedly. Said Cubone is the one who pulled the PokeGear out of a pocket on the backpack and helpfully pointed out the internet search engine (prior to being assigned to his very! first! trainer!!!!! (exciting!) he had been cared for by Elm's various lab assistants, and had seen them look things up online for research regularly!), but it didn't seem like the search had been fruitful.]
"Bone?"
[Wrath cracks open one eye, grimacing-- his partner has started to rummage through the backpack, pulling out packets of trailmix and holding them up expectantly.]
[But he doesn't feel hungry-- he feels gross. :(]
You can have it...
[He's just gonna fold an arm over his face and lay there like a corpse for a bit.]
[IDIOT DOESN'T EVEN KNOW HE'S JUST DEHYDRATED.]
how t
how to stop hed from hurting
resons hwy hed myte b hurting human
dose hed hurting mean deth (for humane)
[WHAT'S UP NETWORK, it seems someone has gotten their wires crossed and is trying to use the PsyDuckDuckGo searchbar but keeps posting messages by accident.]
[Help. Help them.]
[ACTION for Route 29]
[With a gritted-teeth groan, Wrath sets aside the PokeGear and presses both hands to his temples.]
[He's been walking west from New Bark with his new Pokemon partner for about five hours. And while his memories of once being human here are growing clearer by the minute, he doesn't remember it ever being quite like this. His head is throbbing and the heat is unbearable.]
[And there's no air-conditioned buildings or shady storefronts to duck into like there always had been in the Goldenrod City (or "the yellow town", as he always used to think of it).]
[At least there's trees, which is what he's finally opted for now that the sun is high in the sky and the thought of taking another step is about as appealing as sticking his head in a wasp's nest. Laying spread-eagled on the grass under the shade of a big maple is at least cooler... but it hasn't stopped the banging pains in his head.]
[Sitting next to him is both the (thus far unexplored) complimentary rucksack from "Mom", and his starter: a little Cubone, who's been watching him a little worriedly. Said Cubone is the one who pulled the PokeGear out of a pocket on the backpack and helpfully pointed out the internet search engine (prior to being assigned to his very! first! trainer!!!!! (exciting!) he had been cared for by Elm's various lab assistants, and had seen them look things up online for research regularly!), but it didn't seem like the search had been fruitful.]
"Bone?"
[Wrath cracks open one eye, grimacing-- his partner has started to rummage through the backpack, pulling out packets of trailmix and holding them up expectantly.]
[But he doesn't feel hungry-- he feels gross. :(]
You can have it...
[He's just gonna fold an arm over his face and lay there like a corpse for a bit.]
[
[Text]
i dont hav egs ether
and aneway im not hungre
2 b onest i feel lyk i mite throw up and i would prefyr not 2
[video]
[Text]
4 humanes?
i do not rememmber feling this way
[video]
[ He tilts his head. ]
I'm gonna go out on a limb and guess you're not used to being alive. Well, you're in luck because I am the expert in being alive.
[Text]
what is a hang ovr
[video]
Uuhhhhhhh, so you didn't get totally wasted last night?
[video]
[... He... he hopes he hadn't been wasted.]
[Even if he'd wanted to die, he hadn't thrown his life away for no reason. He was supposed to help that boy-- Alphonse Elric-- oh, Alphonse...]
[For the first time since earlier, the stinging in his eyes overpowers the pounding ache in his temples. He types back harder than necessary.]
i beter not hav been!!!!!!!
[If he and Gluttony TOGETHER hadn't even been enough to reunite those two stupid brothers, then WHAT WAS EVEN THE POINT OF ANYTHING AT ALL EVER?!]
[video]
Cool it, Mr. Exclamation Points. What exactly happened to you? I'm tryin' to help here.
[video]
i died but permanentle this tym
sory
i just
donot want my eforts 2 hav been in vane
[NO WRATH DONT CRY YOU'RE ALREADY DEHYDRATED]
[CONSERVE YOUR FLUIDS]
[video]
Ohhhhh-kay, now we're gettin' somewhere. I was asking if you had too much booze last night. But I think...maybe that is not what this is.
[ He tilts his head again. ]
You got a face, stranger?
[Text -> Video]
[And speaking of the PokeGear screen... his sight is rapidly blurring. NOT, as he would prefer, because his body is finally succumbing to the sweet embrace of death, but because the mere thought of Alphonse Elric not making it to the other side of the Gate to be with his brother is making these stupid, stupid human eyes fill with tears.]
[After another moment of fraught hesitation...]
[BOOP!]
[The video pops on and Beetlejuice can finally see who he's talking to.]
[A deathly pale (although slightly sunburnt-looking) youth with dark circles under his eyes and an impressively death-metal hairdo, visibly wiping tears away with a frustrated expression.]
I didn't have any booze last night.
[His voice is croaky.]
[video]
[And then.]
Holy moly! I thought you were just really drunk! You look like garbage, kid, are you all by yourself?
[ Several things make sense very quickly and now he feels a creeping panic. He likes kids well enough. They feed his ego by enjoying his crass humor and they make pretty good shitposts but he doesn't actually know what to do when one is having a crisis. Did Pokemon Land have 911? ]
[video]
[He barely reacts to being told he looks like garbage; yeah, he knows, what of it...]
[Fortunately, even though he's visibly wiping tears away, he doesn't look like he's having a complete meltdown or something. Although that could, in itself, be more worrying.]
Not by myself... m'with my new teammate...
[A little awkwardly, he turns the camera over to the Cubone at his side. Who has been REALLY WORRIED, HONESTLY, but doesn't know what to do. It waves to the camera a little bit with its bone-club.]
Neither of us is drunk.
[video]
[ He tries to think. What could be giving this kid a headache out on the routes? He then remembers where he is--in a nice cool hotel room with an overheating Greedent on his lap. ]
Damn, I think you might be getting heatsick. Is there a shade tree or anything nearby?
[ Meanwhile, in another tab on his 'Gear, Beetlejuice is rapidly searching "sun headache". ]
[video]
[He knew heat could make you miserable, but he was unaware that it could literally make you sick.]
We're in the shade... but it's shadier, further off the path.
[He pauses, and swallows audibly. His throat doesn't feel so good either. Not dry exactly... but the moisture there feels thick and unpleasant.]
Do you... think we should move there?
[video]
[ And then finally, as though Arceus itself whispered in BJ's year... ]
Do you have anything to drink?
[video]
There were some bottles in the bag, but...
I think they're just soap.
[Also it had taken Radley asking him if he had any surprise to prompt him to look in the bag in the first place.]
[In his first stint in this world, his entire head would have been in that bag before anybody could stop him.]
[video]
Wow, that really blows, kid. Try makin' another post, see if somebody can send a bird your way. That's what I'd do.
[video]
Send a bird?
I...
[There's a pause in which Wrath bites his lip, a tinge of worry entering his expression. He'd turned on the video because Beetlejuice wasn't someone he recognized... but something about the prospect of potentially encountering other people is...]
[Well, there's a reason he left New Bark so fast.]
[Even if he isn't dead anymore, he's supposed to be.]
[And there's a sense of wrongness lingering over everything that comes close to making him think about that too much.]
I don't know.
[video]
Wha'dya mean? You don't want someone to send you water? Or, jeez, I dunno, medical attention?
[video]
[He kind of grimaces.]
I'm not... good... with others.
[If you count the text message convos he's been having, he has probably said more words total in the past hour than he has in the past two years.]
[video]
[video]
Well, it would take awhile for me to turn all the way into a skeleton.
[He may or may not have watched one or two things decompose in real time back in his world.]
[There was fuck else to do when you were a depressed undead abomination by yourself in the woods and knew nothing but being in a prolonged state of perpetual existential crisis.]
[video]
[video]
[He admits this after a pause.]
[And he doesn't actually want to be a skeleton either.]
[He can't die now, he has a team-mate to watch out for.]
But I don't... want to see anyone.
'east not until I get to Cherrygrove.
M'... bad at talking.
[And throughout this, his voice has certainly been rusty enough to back that up.]
[video]
[video]