torinoko: (The Devil said)
[personal profile] torinoko
...I have some time to spare, it seems.

[Well here's a new face, clearly on the Ferry headed for Kanto. She's found a nice secluded deck to sit on. In the background, a galarian meowth is doing laps around this deck at full speed.]

So I'll ask a question while I'm waiting. I'm given to understand there is a great many of these...Pokemon.

[She pauses, and leans back to make a ps-ps-ps at the Meowth, who comes immediately running to gnaw on her hand. It's fine. It's only a little extremely painful. She's fine.]

...How many of them are cats, like this one is?

[SHE NEEDS EVERY SINGLE KITTY.]
a_sin_for_him: (appreciative smile)
[personal profile] a_sin_for_him
Who: Lust - OPEN

Where: Ecruteak, Club Medusa

When: Until Halloween

Summary: Club Medusa, the burlesque nightclub run by Lust, is putting on a burlesque themed haunted house!

Rating: PG-13

Log:


About a week and a half before Halloween, Club Medusa in Ecruteak undergoes a transformation. The little outside drinking and dining area out front is gone, replaced by temporary fabric walls patterned like the expanse of a dark forest. The main club room has been divided with temporary partitions, making a ring of small rooms around the stage and center of the floor, where the tables and chairs have all been relocated. A sign outside proclaims 'Club Medusa's Haunted Castle', an attraction that's been advertised for the last week.

At The Devil's Ball.... )
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[personal profile] indigo_league
Early Saturday morning, the doors of one of the largest --if not the largest-- convention centres in Viridian City open to welcome everybody to this years Battle Convention.

Spread out across several floors, and the battling fields outside, the Battle Convention is the place to be for anyone with an interest in pokemon battling. Whether you are a hardcore battler trying to hone your craft even further, or a newcomer to the battling scene hoping to learn, the Battle Convention has things of interest to everybody. It's promising to be a busy event, with trainers attending from all over Johto and Kanto. Famous battlers and gym leaders alike can be spotted in the crowds, hosting workshops or even entering in the tournaments.


Convention Break Down )
May. 27th, 2022 06:01 pm

[video]

pegasinister: (12)
[personal profile] pegasinister
[It's evening when the video starts, and Hubert is camping with his Murkrow, Corvisquire and Kadrabra. Murkrow eating treats from Hubert's hand, the larger bird using a dish and the psychic-type using a plate and utensils]

I had a number of my battalion 'evolve' recently. Thankfully I was prepared for the event ahead of time, yet I will admit it was a bit more... flashy than expected. Less grotesque. A bit of magical light and that was all.

[His Kadraba responds without having to stop eating with his psychic powers:]

You almost sound disappointed.

[Hubert doesn't understand it 1 for 1, but he gets the implication at least]

No, of course not. It is simply... surprisingly clean. Like the rest of this world.
nastyboy: (DM: You’re doing so whilst waving)
[personal profile] nastyboy
[Sorry about that shaky video you're all getting treated to, Johto and Kanto - Dimitri is still terrible at handling the Pokegear. However, for a moment or two... it's clear to see one of those enormous and pissed off Braviary - the weird ones - up there high in the sky. It's not alone, however.]

[There's also a Pidgeot up there, plus a Flygon and Hawlucha, whirling around it and dashing in with a variety of attacks as they try to force their massive opponent into landing. If one watches the deadly aerial dance, they might sense a type of franticness to the attacks...]

[After a few seconds, however, Dimitri finally seems to realize he's turned the Pokegear on, and turns it around towards his face. Is his hair in a more ruffled state than usual? Don't worry about it.]


Greetings - in regards to those peculiar breed of Braviary, Lance was not exaggerating of their durability, stamina, or battle prowess. We managed to encounter one fairly soon after his announcement and the fiend managed to stand up to even Gremlin!

[Isn't Gremlin a Rattata? Yes. Don't you god damn worry about that.]

[Although Dimitri is worrying somewhat about Gremlin, judging by the way his face twists into a worried scowl, but not because of Gremlin being a Rattata.]


Worst of all, while Gremlin was still biting down on them, the dastard even managed to abscond with him! I have not been able to force them down in order to retrieve Gremlin, as of yet, although there are some of us here together. Still, if there is anyone in the Kanto region-

[Actually, never mind what he was about to say, because that's around the time when a tangle of feathers and talons crashes down to the ground right behind Dimitri. He jerks around, and it's pure luck that the Gear fumbles in his hand to focus on the action: an enormous Hisuian Braviary trapped on both sides as a Pidget clings to his front while beating at him with Wing Attack and a Swanna to his back tries to blast Water Gun towards their opponent.]

[Why this low level attack? Maybe because... is that a Rattata popping out of the head feathers of the Braviary, screeching and biting?]

[AND HE'S SOON NOT THE ONLY ONE. There's united Child Screaming, and one Chip Abaroa and one Crookedkit are soon full-speed sprinting into frame and towards the bird. Chip in particular seems quite worked up, with a Salandit on their head spitting fire!]


"Give back Gremlin!"

[And that is sure just... two actual children leaping into the bird fray and tackling this giant ass eagle]

[Dimitri lets out a startled yell.]


Chip!! Hold on-

[Aaaaand there goes the Pokegear, tossed to the ground. After a bit of tumbling, it fortutiously lands with its camera still pointing towards the ongoing shitshow, where a tall blond man has also joined the fray, and.... Wait, are, like, all three of these idiots biting the giant eagle-]

[One navy thigh high boot hastily steps into frame, before the rest of Felix Fraldarius follows as he dashes towards the mess with an Aegislash in one hand, and a wooden- ]


"You idiot, use your lance!"

[As the disaster only becomes more disaster, there's a quiet swear from one Grant Abaroa and the Pokegear is jostled as its picked up. Is that a Gyarados you can briefly see, trying to prep an Ice Beam while a Emboar frantically tries to hold it back while friendly fire is an option...?]

"Holy sh- ALL OF YOU, GET AWAY FROM-"

[And that's when the feed ends.]

[They're probably fine.]
perfectteatime: (I eat ribs every day and Ill tell you)
[personal profile] perfectteatime
[ Hey it's the Mint Professor and his dead-eyed companion Espurr. He's sitting outside in the sunshine, a few of his pokemon can be seen frolicking behind him. ]

Hello. Byleth here.

I have just returned from the optimist.

Sorry. The optimus. Opti-

[ Frown. ]

Op. Tom. E. Trist?

[ SIGH. ]

The eye doctor.

Anyways, they suggested that as apparently my eyesight is actually, as they put it "astonishingly bad", that I try the glasses they prescribed for me outside for the first time and document my experience. So here I am. But they did allow me to choose my favorite color.

[ He presents the glasses to the screen, they're rectangular blue frame is very simple, and very boring. Just like him. He gently puts them on and looks around. It takes him a couple moments before he actually startles, a hand going to the frames as he takes them off, and puts them back on again a few times. ]

WHAT THE-

[ Anyone watching will get to see him go and touch some grass, and then run over to look at a few trees, and then his own pokemon before he returns to look at his Espurr. ]

Oh Breakfast. We're really in it now.
hasitsthorns: are rhymes and nuts (The only thing I bust)
[personal profile] hasitsthorns
So, uh
What's up, everyone. Name's Rose.
Haven't really checked out this thing much but, y'know, desperate times and all that jazz

This is embarrassing but
I'm totally broke?

What do y'all do for money around here?
Aside from battling since that's not on the table

Back home, having funds wasn't really
a thing I had to worry about usually
I made enough to get by and that was fine

But here it's different
So, any advice would be appreciated

Not sure how long I can 'live off the land' like some kind of
feral woman but
It's been working out so far, I guess
silky_bearing: (Default)
[personal profile] silky_bearing
Who: Lorenz Hellman Gloucester.... and anyone willing to deal with him
Where: Mostly Vermillion and... Around?
When: Jan+
Summary: Catchall for arrival and sorting out what the heck is going on here
Rating: R - likely talk of violence, war, possibly blood experiments, genocide, etc. Fun Femblem themes
Log:
I want to use them, to enjoy them, and to dominate them. )
sonofagautier: (cute)
[personal profile] sonofagautier
Who: Sylvain & Co.
What: Anything;
Where: anywhere;
When: and at anytime!
Notes: Permanent general log for all plotted interactions outside of events. Partners will be tagged in the subject line along with warnings! ♥ HMU if you ever want a general starter here.
Jan. 5th, 2022 06:22 pm

[text]

dejabrewed: (paradise lost)
[personal profile] dejabrewed
[ for once, sandalphon doesn't need to be pushed into asking the network. its a question he's been sitting on ever since the new year. it was getting closer and closer to the time where his life turned upside down. he knows he needs an outlet for all this grief...

but how?

the angel couldn't help but remember jinx's words about reaching out. as sandalphon weakly stared at his poketch screen, open to post a voice recording, he found himself unable to speak. he had to post, or else he knows he'll start to feel like he's drowning in his own despair. instead of forcing it, he switches to text, and with shaky hands begins to type. ]


What do people do to honor the dead? I've heard of some customs, but not all of them are clear. I'd like some direction for an old friend of mine.

[ 'an old friend' was putting it lightly. sandalphon still didn't know the right words to describe his relationship with lucifer. ]
sonofagautier: (uh oh)
[personal profile] sonofagautier
The gear's feed flickers in to a rather disheveled looking redhead that clearly doesn't want to be doing this. Because goddess and all the saints, he does not want to be doing this. Asking for help is already a task. Asking for help within a brand new world he cannot even begin to comprehend? Nightmare scenario. He's clearly lost and disoriented, and there's music and a fire pony following him around. Really, the only good thing is the fire pony- ponyta- whatever.

"Okay, don't know what this is, where this is going, or who's on the other end, but I can read instructions well enough to get to this point. Hi, Sylvain here, no clue where I am besides a very unhelpful 'New Bark Town' sign a few paces back, and I found a horse on fire. A baby horse, err, or maybe a pony. So... help? Maybe? I'm not even sure what I'm asking here."

And the apparent cause of how much of a mess his red locks are becomes obvious as he sweeps a hand through it again like a nervous tick. Behind him, the camera is panned just enough for a ponyta to be seen running obviously bored laps back and forth. They're pretty clearly at the edge of town, the buildings of New Bark still somewhat visible. Sylvain didn't make it very far...
paladinlost: (err)
[personal profile] paladinlost
[The feed, when it turns on, mostly shows the barely-lit left half of Cecil's (clothed for colder weather, thankfully) chest. When he adjusts the angle to look at the camera properly, his surroundings become somewhat visible; he's in a cave, though the cave in question may only look familiar to the few people who fought a certain dangerous creature years ago.

Also, a non-negligible portion of his hair is stuck in a chunk of ice. What a weekend, right?]


Due to circumstances beyond my control, please note that the Lunar Gym will be closed tonight.


[Offscreen, a Golbat screeches in pain. When it flies by in a panic, Cecil ducks nonchalantly.]


And most probably tomorrow.


[Absentmindedly, he steps aside to avoid Rosie the Clefable, who appears to be gleefully chasing the fleeing bat.]


Frankly, I'd not get my hopes up for Wednesday, either. We'll see about Thursday.


[Thursday is also not looking good, to be honest.]

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