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victory_road2024-12-05 08:57 pm
loopsiedaisy) wrote in victory_road2024-12-05 08:57 pm
[text + action]
Who: Loop + You
What: Evolution, psychic Pokemon, the perils of snomstorms!Half of everyone Loop knows in One Single Building!
Where: Goldenrod City
When: Early December for text post; December 14-16 storm for action
Warnings: Nothing specific, just the usual chance of Loop's warnings coming up in threads!
[Text, early December]
I got told about evolution, so I was expecting one of my Pokemon to change shape eventually, but.
Did I just miss hearing the part where they start beaming images into your head?
[Orrery has discovered telepathy! Let's not talk about how long it took Orrery to get Loop to realize it was her.]
[Snomstorm! Goldenrod, between Dec 14th-16th]
[A]
[So it's a good thing Loop went and caught a fire Pokemon recently, because the vending machines at their inn (motel?) are both de-powered and emptied to the last dregs. Loop's had to emerge from the depths of their room to get groceries. And in the fifteen minutes they've been outside, slogging through the snow and trying to find a place that's open despite the power outage...]
[Their Metang has somehow managed to get herself frozen to a fence. Loop is currently trying to coax their new Cyndaquil - who is draped over their bag - to wake up and melt her free.]
[They like naps as much as anyone else, but:] Come on, you've barely been awake for five minutes since yesterday...
[Orrery, meanwhile, is letting out a baffled whirring sound. She's not used to having arms or being so big, and apparently she generates JUST enough heat to slowly melt snow, then get stuck when she touches something colder and it refreezes. Like someone licking a metal pole. But she only has one arm stuck, and surely she can use the other one to lever herself free?]
[- whoops, no, now she has both of them stuck.]
[B]
[Or maybe it's a bit later, and Loop is ducking under the eaves of the Game Corner next to you. Why? To avoid a sudden shower of falling Snoms from the roof! The surprisingly heavy bugs thump into the snow like little icy missiles, whizzing by terrifyingly close.]
[C]
[Or, as the snow has intensified and REALLY started to pile up, you've found yourself completely turned around! (Unless you know exactly where you are, and you're actually looking for someone or something else? Did one of your Pokemon run out into the storm, maybe?)]
[Whatever the reason you're out, it seems like there's a fire flickering in the distance - if you approach, you'll find Loop, shivering and holding their Cyndaquil to their chest. Burnoît, fortunately, seems to have woken up and figured out what Loop wants! The lil guy is flaming a path through the snow.]
[(For once in their life, Loop has returned Orrery to her ball.)]
[Wildcard!]
As usual, happy to figure something else out, just DM or Plurk me!
What: Evolution, psychic Pokemon, the perils of snomstorms!
Where: Goldenrod City
When: Early December for text post; December 14-16 storm for action
Warnings: Nothing specific, just the usual chance of Loop's warnings coming up in threads!
[Text, early December]
I got told about evolution, so I was expecting one of my Pokemon to change shape eventually, but.
Did I just miss hearing the part where they start beaming images into your head?
[Orrery has discovered telepathy! Let's not talk about how long it took Orrery to get Loop to realize it was her.]
[Snomstorm! Goldenrod, between Dec 14th-16th]
[A]
[So it's a good thing Loop went and caught a fire Pokemon recently, because the vending machines at their inn (motel?) are both de-powered and emptied to the last dregs. Loop's had to emerge from the depths of their room to get groceries. And in the fifteen minutes they've been outside, slogging through the snow and trying to find a place that's open despite the power outage...]
[Their Metang has somehow managed to get herself frozen to a fence. Loop is currently trying to coax their new Cyndaquil - who is draped over their bag - to wake up and melt her free.]
[They like naps as much as anyone else, but:] Come on, you've barely been awake for five minutes since yesterday...
[Orrery, meanwhile, is letting out a baffled whirring sound. She's not used to having arms or being so big, and apparently she generates JUST enough heat to slowly melt snow, then get stuck when she touches something colder and it refreezes. Like someone licking a metal pole. But she only has one arm stuck, and surely she can use the other one to lever herself free?]
[- whoops, no, now she has both of them stuck.]
[B]
[Or maybe it's a bit later, and Loop is ducking under the eaves of the Game Corner next to you. Why? To avoid a sudden shower of falling Snoms from the roof! The surprisingly heavy bugs thump into the snow like little icy missiles, whizzing by terrifyingly close.]
[C]
[Or, as the snow has intensified and REALLY started to pile up, you've found yourself completely turned around! (Unless you know exactly where you are, and you're actually looking for someone or something else? Did one of your Pokemon run out into the storm, maybe?)]
[Whatever the reason you're out, it seems like there's a fire flickering in the distance - if you approach, you'll find Loop, shivering and holding their Cyndaquil to their chest. Burnoît, fortunately, seems to have woken up and figured out what Loop wants! The lil guy is flaming a path through the snow.]
[(For once in their life, Loop has returned Orrery to her ball.)]
[Wildcard!]
As usual, happy to figure something else out, just DM or Plurk me!
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[By the time Envy's returned with the spatula, he will probably have to do the little wiggle at the edge of the first sandwich to get the burnt side unstuck. But it's not too bad yet! Still entirely edible if Envy does manage to flip it over.]
Flip it, flip it!
[Loop is managing to hold it more or less steady! But depending on how aggressive Envy is with that spatula, the pan will end up tilting down a bit.]
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[In his hurry, Envy is a bit aggressive with trying to get the burnt side unstuck. Fire licks up the tilted side, and Envy has to do a panicked spatula maneuver to block the other sandwich from simply sliding down and out of the pan. The half flipped sandwich tilts over on top of it instead of into the pan.]
FUCK okay, okay, there. [This is not Envy's first cooking crisis. A quick nudge later, and the sandwich is sizzling on the metal and he's flipping the second one with less force. At...at least the uncooked mayonnaise wasn't getting smeared on an already cooked side.]
[Grilled cheeses: flipped.]
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[If you have to hold them, it's a lot easier to cook things on sticks.]
Maybe I should've just had Orrery hold it again...
[Orrery gives them an encouraging pat on the shoulder.]
[The sandwiches continue sizzling away. They're almost done!]
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[At least he did remember to get plates already, so there won't be a second mad scramble.]
Ehhh, they're not too bad. Too late to do it different now, anyway.
[It's said with a nonchalant shrug. There are a whole lot of things Envy regrets, but yackety sax burnt grilled cheese isn't one of them, even if the spatula olympics WERE embarrassing. Envy will simply pretend that they weren't! He pauses, and then snickers.]
Could be worse. You could've dropped the pan, I could've grabbed a spaghetti strainer in the dark instead...
[Could've had his homunculus strength and REALLY shoved the edge of the pan down too hard...]
THAT would've been something to see.
[It's time to take the sandwiches out! This time Envy does not press down so hard when he spatulas them out of the pan and onto the waiting plates.]
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[...]
It would've been a pretty brie-f cooking session.
And then we'd have Cheesy Cyndaquil.
[Which Burnoît might not have objected to! Though he's not the most food-motivated of Loop's Pokemon.]
[After Envy retrieves the second sandwich, Loop lifts the pan away from Burnoît, who lets his flame die down and drops his head back onto his front paws. Loop glances around and sidles over to the stovetop to place the pan down, next to the now-cooled kettle.]
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[So he almost doesn't catch the joke until his mouth is already open to respond. Then he freezes for a second, gears turning...and groans dramatically.]
Are you on the Pokemon naming committee?
[He's already picked his plate up and taken it to the nearest kitchen island stool so that he can hop up and take a bite while the cheese is still good and melty. He's not sitting normal, he's what Scar would call perching with one heel fully up on the edge of the chair seat and an elbow resting on that knee. The other leg dangles. He crunches, considering the sandwich quality.]
Hey! Very edible!
meandering in the direction of HOROSCOPES... 👀
[They hop up onto a kitchen island stool themself - one seat away rather than right next to Envy. While they sit a bit more normally than Envy, the stools are much higher than the kitchen chairs, and Loop absently kicks their feet as they start nibbling on the sandwich.]
[Oh! Sure, it's kinda burnt on one side, but...] It's good.
[They tear off some small pieces to toss to Burnoît and Orrery. And also share with Guglhopf. Then the kitchen is just filled with the sounds of chewing.]
[There's just one problem with eating - when everyone's mouths are full, people can't talk to distract you from your thoughts. Loop scans the kitchen island while they munch, looking for something else to focus on.]
[Hmm. A newspaper? They nudge it a bit closer with their elbow, squinting down at it and thinking about a conversation they had on the network a week or two ago.]
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[Envy doesn't object or react particularly to the wizard taking what he'd thought was clear was for them. Why would he just make two sandwiches on two plates for no reason, after all? He does notice the seat of distance--and appreciates the respect for the concept of a personal bubble.]
[He also looks visibly pleased with himself at Loop saying the sandwich was good. Look he's still very proud that he can cook edible food now and also that they didn't burn down the kitchen.]
[Guglhopf is DELIGHTED at the extra bit of sandwich, accepting it with a happy Pika!]
Hm?
[Swallowing his most recent bite of sandwich, Envy decides it's time to be nosy and leans to look at the newspaper.]
See something? Oh, are those the...personality scope things?
[He barely remembers the birthday the 'Gear shows for him from year to year he doesn't tend to look at the horoscope pages.]
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[Which: horoscopes for Pokemon in general make perfect sense, now that they're thinking about it, but basing it on Pokemon species is overwhelming to even think about! That's so many... no wonder there's only twelve printed. How do they pick which twelve, though?]
I thought it'd be based on type.
[In fact, Loop is minsinterpreting what they're seeing.]
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[Envy looks closer at the page, actually curious now, and counts the number of Pokemon. Yep, that's twelve of them, and all with a set of dates written underneath.]
Oh, those've gotta be this world's zodiac. Guess they don't have normal animals to base constellations on, so it makes sense it'd be Pokemon instead. I forgot people used those for fortune telling.
[And he'd never studied the personality part of it at all, or been very interested in doing so. He's also idly wondering now if the symbols match up here, but! Not important right now!]
Why type?
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[Stars and constellations continue to seem like a much more potentially accurate method, even if it's not actually that simple to read the Universe's intentions. But Loop doesn't want to think too hard about that.]
[...they have a sinking suspicion.]
Did people not have types where you came from either?
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[Ding ding ding the sinking suspicion was correct!]
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[You ever realize you're perhaps even less normal than you expected?
And you just have to act like you're fine, when you're not really fine, but you just can't get into it because they would never understand-][Loop shoves the sandwich back in their mouth again. No, they refuse to have a crisis over this. Pokemon have types. Clearly Envy and Doppio are the weird ones here.]
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[Envy mulls over this new information, entirely unaware of Loop's crisis precipice.]
Like...fire or grass type? What did the types do?
[Is this a four humours situation?]
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There's Rock, Paper, and Scissors. [Aaaand some others but they're not gonna get into that right now.]
It just makes it so the matching type of Craft is easier to do. And... if you're fighting with Craft, it kind of works like types here? Scissors beats Paper, and so on. But most people don't fight with it. [There's just... a lot more people crafting things in general, lowercase c, than there are combatants. Few people pick up any serious offensive Craft skills until they need to travel, particularly if they live in large cities.]
[Guess what, Envy? In their world, Loop was the Pokemon.]
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[So he looks more curious than disbelieving as Loop explains. Craft sounds like it could be alchemy-like, even, if this is some sort of sometimes combat sometimes not situation.]
So...it is like Pokemon types, just not as many of 'em.
Did they have [he makes a back and forth wobbling motion with his hand] vague personality stuff to go with them, like these do?
Ha, bet people into these would love that kind of thing.
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[Callous. Aimless. Manipulative.]
...uh, Rock type is supposed to be patient and loyal, but also gullible. Things like that.
[Loop finishes off the sandwich, thinking determinedly about Pokemon types and horoscopes.]
Heh. I wonder if someone did try to make up personality stuff here, and then decided there were too many types to worry about? Or it was too hard to tell what type humans are, since we can't use moves?
Feels like it'd be easy, though. Fire could be passionate, water could be adaptable...
[They peek around the kitchen, then head toward the sink with their plate. And also to rinse off their gloves, probably.]
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[Oh, now he's thinking about it too. It's a good way to keep from getting awkward, now that the sandwiches have been eaten. As Loop goes for the sink, Envy leans over the newspaper to give the section a closer look and get more of a feel for how it works.]
Dark type could be sneaky...
[Added with a snicker, because. Well. Envy has a favorite type.]
No real way for people to know on their own, I'd bet. Most people already know their own birthday.
The types'd have to be completely made up, and people would have to have some kind of authority on it tell them which one they were...
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[Clean plate! More-or-less clean gloves, or at least good enough until the next time they do laundry. Loop returns to the stool.]
Maybe we should just start our own horoscope business~
[For now, this is 100% a Bit that Loop's not taking very seriously. (You can tell because they said "we." They'd be a lot more nervous about asking Envy to join in if they were serious.)]
[...for now.]
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Oh no, imagine if I hadn't gone to get my fortune, I would have kept playing tricks next week too! Without any idea of what might befall me!
[He's more than happy to go along with this. This is fun!]
Ohhh, so we'd be the big authority figures handing out everyone's types. Imagine, we could charge for the personality test and the fortunes. How hard could it be?
Let's sayyy...Scar's a ground type. [The absent Ishbalan gets to be volunteered for this because he's the only person Envy knows for sure they both know.] Dependable, earnest. Stick in the mud.
[He holds up his hands to wave them in a vaguely mystical flourish, intoning:]
This week, ground types ought to stick to habit in spite of obstacles. And they might need to keep an eye out for the unexpected.
[Since Scar went out in the snow for his walk in a freakishly intense snowstorm and found a wizard!]
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If they do, they'll encounter a mysterious stranger. That'll mooch off their tea and food.
[They lean sideways to look out the window. Still snowing!]
Ice-types will find themselves so in tune with nature this week.
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Those fire types should be ready to make so many new friends.
And grass types? Ha! Good luck, nice knowing you.
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[They're swinging their feet again, leaning on the kitchen island counter. These are easy. They could totally start a horoscope business.]