Jun. 7th, 2023 11:58 pm

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[It's later in the evening when this text hits the network. And by later, it's getting close to midnight. A little unusual for Emet-Selch to be up so late, and yet here he is.]

In my time being here, there certainly has been some few theories on what the nature of this world we find ourselves in is. Whether it is its own true living world, a simulation of one, or perhaps even a game. I have mine own theories, but this isn't quite about that.

Nay, I cannot help but wonder that, should this world prove itself a simulation, to what purpose do you believe it would serve? What would its creator wish to glean from this all? Or, if not to acquire knowledge from those of us within, then what is our collective purpose?

It is a thought I find myself considering now and again, and so I wish to know my fellow imports' thoughts on the matter—hypothetical as it may yet prove to be.


[Someone's been left alone with his thoughts for a little too long it seems.]
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[personal profile] indigo_league
What’s this? There’s glitter in the air. What’s this? There’s dresses everywhere.

Oh right. It’s Prom time.



From the afternoon on, on Friday the 7th of April, your characters will all be arriving at Tohjo Falls via the transport arranged for by Lance. He did end up borrowing a few of those Corviknights from the JKBA, but there are also several of you who will find themselves flown to the Falls by one of Lance’s Dragonites or Charizards. Please give them a poffin if you are able, they are all very good boys and girls.


Your characters will be set down on a tiled driveway (more like flyway, Ha) in front of an impressive-looking villa. Those who have been here before might note that the villa has gotten a bit of a renovation and an update. Turns out that when Team Rocket kidnaps you and keeps you captive in your own home for several weeks while wrecking the house and digging Arceus knows how many basements beneath the house, you might be entitled to some compensation.

And from the looks of things, Lance and co used that compensation to turn their little vacation home back into something where they can relax in peace.

After you arrive, you’ll be greeted by Lance or one of the other Elite Four members, who will give you a quick run-down. You are free to explore the house and surrounding area at your leisure. Please respect their privacy and do not go into any of the locked rooms. You’ll find your accommodations behind the house, so feel free to head there and unpack. Oh, and, there will be a little announcement later, so if you could be in the dining room for that, that’d be stellar.

Well, off you go!




WELCOME (BACK) TO THE FALLS



The sights )


The announcement )
Feb. 7th, 2023 10:25 am

video

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[the camera starts up with a shaky tumble to the ground, flashes of white and blue, and a frustrated growl.

The owner of the gear picks it up and--well, he's not going to apologize for any potential motion sickness, sorry. He's currently trying to fend off the overzealous affections of a giant fluffy Altaria that has him pinned down (hence the dropping of the gear) and is furiously humming while preening his hair.]


Lucille, get off me, for Fury's sake.

[Yeah, he could probably throw her off, but he seems oddly accepting of his fate--or at least not willing to potentially hurt her in the process of freeing himself from her clutches.]
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Who: Vierna and Emet-Selch

Where: Egglysium Ranch

When: backdated slightly, January 30

Summary: Vierna's been sulking long enough, time to go take Emet-Selch up on the other half of her promised secret santa gift

Log:

look, if you got that much delibird merch you'd sulk too )
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[personal profile] blue_ice
[ Kaiba's sitting out by the lake in Violet City, his small Horsea swimming and playing with a Magikarp, an Alolan Raichu, and a Hisuian Goodra. It's a happy scene, but their Trainer's still frowning a little. ]

I'm getting ready to challenge my first gym once Mizuchi evolves, and I've been working and studying here in Violet for the last week or so. I believe I understand the basic strategy, and I'll give it a few days to scrape together enough to buy a TM or two, but I have a few questions:

[ He takes a deep breath. If you thought these questions would be about Pokémon training, you'd be mistaken. ]

Why am I still considered a minor by this world's labor laws? I run my own corporate empire at home, and I regularly work at least 60 hours a week. To suggest I can't handle more than 20 hours of fetching, filing, or cashiering is insulting.

[ A small Meowth bounds up and mugs for the camera. He sighs and gently skritches behind its ears. ]

So in search of alternatives, I've read about Pay Day. Sliver here hasn't mastered it yet, but it makes no sense. How does this cat magically summon legal currency, and how has it not cratered this world's economy by doing so? You can't just print money, it devalues it. Unless it somehow creates productivity by doing so...or the move somehow steals someone else's money. Does it?
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When the video begins, it opens immediately to the big blue eyes of a Joltik and its little OwO face taking up almost the entire screen. It taps the screen with one leg.

"I think it's recording..."

Oh. The voice - Claude's voice, for those familiar with it - is coming from the Joltik. This video must have been recorded a while ago, then - back during those odd few days where people and their pokémon ended up swapping bodies for a bit. (People who were not here for that event may be very confused.) Regardless, Claude, seemingly satisfied that the Gear is doing what he wants it to, promptly leaps away along what turns out to be a counter, like a popped kettle of corn flying out of a pan. Another hop and he's landed near Dedue, who is standing with undeserved patience in the middle of the room - which, now that Claude's entire face is not blocking people's views, is clearly a kitchen. Then Claude turns back to the screen, gesturing dramatically with one foreleg.

B Dylan Hollis if he was two brown men )

OOC note: This video is actually being uploaded to StaryuTube! Responding to it like it's a StaryuTube comments section isn't just welcome, it's openly encouraged. Both Claude and Dedue, along with their social media manager Dimitri's IT rat will be responding!
amaure: (603)
[personal profile] amaure
Who: Emet-Selch and YOU!
Where: All around the different areas in Hisui
When: During the month long Hisui event!
Summary: Catch-all for the event!
Rating: PG-13 (just to be safe)
Log:
If only this were the past he yearns for... )
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[personal profile] lightningbearer
Who: Sandalphon, Emet-Selch, Geddoe
Where: a convenient bar in Goldenrod City
When: sometime after the Braviary attacks
Summary: Three very old men meet up over drinks
Rating: PG? probably
Log:
The bartender looks up and says, 'You'll still have to show me some ID' )
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[Since his arrival, Aymeric has made a point of mostly avoiding text-based communication. Aside from a brief moment in which he had been entirely unable to compose himself, he hasn't felt any need to attempt to navigate the strange new device. It's far easier to figure out the camera and talk into that, after all.

So maybe the post that appears is odd enough for that reason. But there's also the fact that the text itself is... Well, it's hardly becoming of the well-spoken, and well-mannered Lord Commander.]


Hail and well met, my dudes.
I have a confession for the masses collected on this Intertwined Web. I have spent the bulk of my last few days composing a collection of poems. Though the concept of confessing any ounce of feeling goes starkly against my moral code, I have deemed it inappropriate to continue to subject my buds to my unending pining.

And so I give you the product of many hours of work.

Oh baby my heart beats like a drum
Every time I touch your bum
I know my way with words is slick
Do you wanna come and touch mylksjdflksdlfkk -


[The key smash actually goes on for some time, before being interrupted by a series of what appears to be accidentally recorded audio clips. The noise can only be described as chaos as a man's voice, likely Aymeric's, attempts to command his Pokemon to do... something. The final piece of audio is at least relatively clear -- ]

Lucille, please. You may -- in the coming days-- assist me in this -

[This clip ends with a rather shrill screech, before it comes to an abrupt end. With it, the spammed messages also draws to a close, leaving Aymeric's feed almost unnervingly quiet considering the noise he'd only just kicked up.]
Mar. 24th, 2022 09:32 pm

[video]

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[personal profile] funsnofun
[The young man in the video feed is certainly Boober, if nothing else the way his hat and bangs obscure his eyes make that pretty obvious. The thing is, he's smiling, which those who have interacted with him before might know is not exactly typical.

But today he looks really excited. There's an equally-excited Rotom in Wash Form floating around behind Boober, and despite literally being a small washing machine at the moment, they're zipping back and forth so quickly that Boober's gesturing towards it keeps being off-time.]


I knew Nylon could go into different appliances and things, but I never would've guessed they could be a washing machine! Those are big for such a lil fella to control! [Nylon finally comes to a halt on the phrase "lil fella" at which point Boober scratches just beside their eye. Interacting with a pet that is also a washing machine is a little awkward, but Nylon's expression is one of delight, so hey! Whatever works, right?] Yeah! Apparently this makes them a water and electric type now, instead of ghost and electric. I'm not sure if that's better or worse for fighting, but look at them! Washing machines are the best thing I've seen in this place, and--

[Nylon gives a little "brzzt!" of protest, and Boober's sigh is impatient but also fond.]

I said best thing, you're not a thing. Well, maybe a little right now, but you know what I meant.
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[personal profile] amaure
Well, well! What an intriguing little announcement that was, eh? 'Twould seem we've quite the incident on our hands, one that is no doubt worthy of the effort, though I have no intention of rescuing Lance. Certainly his dragons will be suitably up to the task.

Nay, I wish simply to vanquish and capture one of these Braviary for mine own research.

[Emet-Selch sounds and seems to be in rather decent spirits, a far cry from the bedridden mess he was a week or so ago. Perhaps that's why he's actually interested in pursuing these birds?]

However, seeing as these avians are quite robust and no doubt as powerful as Lance claimed, I cannot hope to pursue them alone. And so, I thought it only prudent to address those of a similar mind for a potential allegiance against a foe most fowl.

[Did he have to do the pun? No, not really, but it does kind of add to the theatrics of this little call to arms of sorts.]

What say you? Whom amongst you are up to the task?
Mar. 2nd, 2022 03:31 pm

closed;

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[personal profile] amaure
Who: Emet-Selch, Dirk, Hythlodaeus, and any of Emet's close CR
Where: Egglysian Ranch
When: First week of March
Summary: Emet got sick for the first time as a 100% mortal, and boy does he hate it
Rating: pg-13 for language probably
Log:
A tragedy worse than the eighth umbral calamity )
Feb. 13th, 2022 08:29 pm

[closed]

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[personal profile] amaure
Who: Dirk Strider & Emet-Selch
Where: Emet's lab
When: Early morning 2/13
Summary: Emet is awake from his canon update. He almost wishes he wasn't.
Rating: pg-13 because of Dirk's existence
Log:
This is not the rest he was promised... )
Jan. 28th, 2022 02:14 pm

Open;

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[personal profile] amaure
Who: Emet-Selch(?) and YOU!
Where: Around Goldenrod
When: 1/28
Summary: Freaky Friday shenanigans!
Rating: pg?? It's mainly gonna be "Emet" trying to abduct people he takes a fancy to.
Log:
Is Emet a Selch? )
Oct. 22nd, 2021 06:47 pm

text;

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[This is again posted during the night. It includes two photographs, clearly taken during the day, both slightly blurry.

The first is of a group of Jennies sitting down to lunch. They look relaxed and happy, chatting to each other. The angle of the photograph and also the fact that there are some leaves present in it give the impression that someone took it from hiding.

The second is of two Joys while they are working at the poke centre. Just two Joys working, nothing special going on.

In both cases, the Joys and Jennies in the photographs have been circled in red.]



So, are we just not going to talk about this?
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[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 ([plurk.com profile] ZornSable) if you have any OOC questions!)
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[personal profile] heartofalioness
Who: Princess Allura and YOU!
Where: Route 29, Cherrygrove City, and Four Island
When: Around October 10
Summary: In which the Pokémon world gets a new Space Elf Lion Princess (again) and settles in... while getting a crash course in backpacking.
Rating: PG-13 for cussing and really nasty Voltron elements... and apparently Pidge and Lance being TOO MARRIED. (Season 6-8 spoilers for Voltron: Legendary Defender in some threads)


All this time I was finding myself and I didn't know I was lost... )
Sep. 13th, 2021 11:16 pm

closed;

amaure: (693)
[personal profile] amaure
Who: Dirk and Emet-Selch
Where: Saffron City, at a "Korean" bbq restaurant
When: Saturday the 11th
Summary: Just two partners having lunch, nothing to see here
Rating: T cuz Dirk has a potty mouth, also just Dirk in general
Log:
This is just a work lunch, honest )
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[personal profile] vrdantwind
Who: Claude, Dimitri, Felix, and Dedue (along with Emet, Dirk, and Jane)
Where: The water temple, lowest level
When: Between one and two days after SOMEBODY got themselves sealed in a temple because Emet's never watched an Indiana Jones movie
Summary: Hearing that Jane is in trouble, Claude, Dimitri, and Felix spring into action!...oh, Emet and Dirk are there too, I guess. Dedue comes along as the adult supervision.
Rating: E for Emet

Did you know 'dick' is also slang for 'detective'? )
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[As the feed cuts in, the viewers are treated to the sight of what looks to be some ancient temple-like room of some sort, completely filled with water, and the drift of the view shows that all exits are indeed sealed off—like an aquatic tomb. Which, probably makes for a grim opening to this whole thing, is this someone's gear after they've perhaps—]

Well, this is embarrassing.

[Oh, nope. Still very much alive it seems.

As the voice cuts through the silence, so too does the visage of Solus as he turns the camera back on himself. He is decidedly less wet than the room he has showcased, an effect from that neat little move called Dive. Encased in some sort of bubble, so too are his companions from their own Pokémon.

The smile he bears is one of performative embarrassment, not even a true attempt at playing up the sentiment he so claims in this predicament. Look, he can be a decent actor when he feels like it, and right now maybe he's not feeling inclined to put on the most spectacular performance. As he begins again, he turns the camera to show Jane off to the side looking rather despondent and genuinely embarrassed, then focusing on Dirk as he seems to be filing away at a mural of Arceus as it created the world.

Particularly Arceus' face.

However, within the shot is an altar that has three items upon it: an ornate helmet that looks similar to Giratina's own crown-like head, a chestplate that is reminiscent of Dialga's own with an icy blue gem in the middle, and a gauntlet made in likeness of Palkia's own arm. He focuses the camera on that, but the viewer can still see part of Dirk as he seems pretty damn focused on defacing Arceus—literally.]


You see, we were able to enter this chamber after we made quick work of the tiresome mechanism which barred our entry. After which we found one of our desired slabs and we likewise found these trinkets. But upon their removal, it would seem we've been locked inside, with little means of escape.

[With that said, he turns the view back onto himself as he gives a disarming and almost apologetic smile.]

Which is to say, we have not the ability whatsoever to open this door from the inside and these walls are proving rather robust in their fortitude. Putting the artifacts back has proven fruitless as you can see.

[Using his Relicanth, he approaches the altar, grabbing the ridiculously ornate helm, placing it upon his head like he's attempting to provoke the gods themselves. Maybe he is. Or maybe he's showing that at this point it doesn't matter what they do with them, because they're stuck in this watery prison.]

And so, I wish to call upon those whom are brave and willing to play the part of being our heroes. This chamber is deep within the temple, by no means is it an easy journey, nor the mechanism one so simply disarmed. This excursion will require no small amount of courage, strength, and intelligence.

Though, in lieu of any rescue efforts, I do suppose dying down here—while undesirable—is not the worst fate we could face, slow and grueling it will likely prove to be. Then again, that would likely leave the slab locked away...

[He looks off for a moment, as if wistfully contemplating the likelihood of such a fate, his free hand idly touching one of the curved gold pieces of the helmet...before he focuses back on the camera with a smile.]

Right then, pray do not keep us waiting, heroes!

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