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[Late in the evening, when all innocent ears should be fast asleep, Ash's voice is preceeded by a sigh and rustling pages.]

"Her legs felt as wobbly as a pair of Goomies when he removed his shirt, revealing muscles a Machamp would surely envy. She could feel a burning passion in her inner Bidoof, stronger than any Fire Blast could be. Even a herd of dancing Zebstrikas could not have drawn her gaze away."

[His reading stops abruptly, interrupted by barely restrained laughter.]

This is either the best or the worst annversary present I've ever received.
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[The post is actually just an embedded video, with a specific clip of the little girl in the news report. As soon as she screams "HUG HIM." the clip loops.]

tbh #same

[And separately, a video post comes. Jade is casually broadcasting from her bed in the hotel it seems, a Treecko dozing on her head and a little Rockruff curled up beside her. The sound of rain and rumbles of thunder can be heard.]

Soooo has anybody seen these legendary doggers at this point? How huggable are they, exactly? And do they even look like dogs, 'cause some people I asked seem to wanna call them dogs but that seems slightly misguided!

[In fact if you asked her, there's a disappointing lack of Pokemon dogs.]
Jun. 25th, 2017 06:19 pm

3rd Sprout

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[Ivy's pretty face appears to you all on camera, it's easy to see she's hanging out in a forest.]

Hello buttercups, long time no see. [She gives you all a wink.]

It seems two of my babies have been rather busy whilst I was exploring the forest.

[She turns the camera to show a Pineco and Burmy hanging from a branch above her, beside them is a line of smaller Burmys and Pinecos.]

They are indeed adorable. Very well done dears.

[The long line of Bagworm Pokemon wriggle looking pleased with the praise.]

I'll be keeping them for a short while before I let them build their own lives out here in the forest.

But if anyone has an interest in raising one let me know.
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Video, Night, Backdated to Late May

[When Angel's feed clicks on, she looks... put off. Though her expression doesn't quite border on the annoyed, there's certainly something on her mind. That something quickly comes to light as she holds out a badge -- the award for defeating Falkner.]

It seems Mari got a little excited. [From off-screen, the sheep Pokemon manages a rather pleasant bleat. Not only is the Mareep excited, but she's a touch pleased with herself as well.]

She encouraged the rest of my team to challenge Falkner. And... considering her strength alone? We came out on top.

[The siren lets out a breath, something far closer to a sigh than a simple exhale.]

I was hesitant to take on this challenge, for fear of injuring my Pokemon in some way or another. But it seems they are more than willing, perhaps even eager to take on the challenge. I guess that is why I wanted to make this video. Is this something Pokemon truly enjoy? Should I go ahead and take on the next challenge?

I... await your responses.

Video/Action, Early June, Azalea Town.

[Angel's next broadcast starts not with her, but with a soft peep from a rather odd looking bird. He might have resembled a Swablu, if Swablu were gold. Experienced trainers would, of course, recognize the creature as a shiny.]

I am a bit late announcing this. [Angel tilts her camera upward, aiming it at her face.] But I wanted to show off my friend. His name is Murphy, and he came from the eggs we received at prom. Like many others have pointed out, he appears to be a shiny variation of his breed. He is... also quite smitten with Bailey.

[Murphy let out a peep at the name, whereas, of screen, Bailey let out a defiant chirp. She clearly didn't return said interest.]

For those keeping track, we have made it to Azalea on our trek. I have... never been here before. It is quite the place, I must admit. If anyone is around here, I would be pleased to meet up. I get the feeling we will be here awhile.
Jun. 4th, 2017 02:38 pm

o6 | text;

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what kind of animal is this supposed to be?



[[Attachment: > WhyIsItDoingThis.png]]

[The picture itself is simply of a small, newly-hatched Tyrunt, and Bertolt's own Aron. The Aron seems to be trying to play keep-away with what remains of a hubcap around the Shingeki Camp, while the Tyrunt is trying to chase it down for it. Part of it is blurry, but it's the best he could do while they're both moving as fast as they are.]

not the aron
the brown one
that looks like a weird lizard
thing
i dont know

also um what do you do if something eats those plain rocks you can buy in the store
something... got into my bag while i was with someone and it ate a bunch of stuff
and i cant find the rock anywhere and i think it ate it
foolishwren: but then I'd have to go to super mega turbo hell for homos and i'm not quite out of my closet yet (well i COULD admit this is hot)
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[The scenery rushes by in a blur-- Heather and co are aboard the MAGNET TRAIN, because guess who woke up in Saffron after that weekend? Normally it wouldn't be a big deal-- but for once, Heather actually has obligations. The circus extravaganza is still on for a few more days.]

[But... the convenience had been too tempting to pass up.]

[Heather flashes a grin at the camera once it's on, and wastes no time in spinning it around to reveal...]


Soooo... this is Snitter.

[The Type: Null, roughly large-dog-sized, is hunkered down on the floor, luminescent eyes blinking deep inside the helmet. It's bobbing gently to the rhythm of the train's chugs. Not just the head-- its whole body.]

... They, uh... weren't lyin' when they said these guys had quirks.

Hey, Snitter!

[The chimerical Pokemon's head snaps up, eyes locking onto the camera, but its bobbing doesn't even miss a beat. It's half-cute, half-spooky.]

Do the thing, Snitter.

C'mon!

[It blinks. And bobs. And doesn't do anything else.]

--c'moooon, buddy. You were doing it a second ago.

[Just at that moment, a loud mechanical squeaking can be heard as the hot beverage cart is wheeled past... and apparently 'Snitter' SUPER DOES NOT LIKE THAT NOISE because it stands up so quickly that its legs almost seem to be spring-loaded, and then... runs backwards, directly into the wall of the train and, in its panic, tips right over and slams to the floor so hard that it makes the seats rattle.]

[Heather's tone goes from cajoling to alarmed.]


Whoa!

It's okay, bud, it's okay! Bud--

[The 'Gear is dropped down onto the seat as Heather hastily leaps up to try and assist the mechanically-thrashing creature back upright before it damages something.]
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[ The video comes on and yet again, it's Danny the Lucario right up in it's business. He gives an excited bark as Ash addresses him in Irish. ]

Hey, are you sending to Anthy? [ Nope but clearly all their friends (and various strangers) should see this! Danny turned the camera, to reveal Ash standing beside a Ponyta; a rather large one for the species, whom he was affectionately petting on the nose and slowly petting through her fiery mane. She nuzzled into his hands, getting a hold of his jacket and chewing on it. He didn't mind at all, merely beaming at the Gear. ]

Anthy, thank you so, so much for this! She's so beautiful. Next time we meet up I'll bring her over, I just wanted you to see her like, immediately. I named her Amalthea. Oh shit, I should call Ford too...

[ He gently pulled his jacket free of Amalthea and checked inside. Danny moved the camera so it could catch a glimpse of a small Zubat, nestled inside and hanging upside down to snooze out of the sun's rays. Danny barked at him, making Ash frown. ] C'mon Danny, you gotta hang up first so we can call him- Wait. [ Danny laughs boisterously as Ash rubbed his face. ] Well I ain't letting you handle the camera again!
May. 26th, 2017 04:58 pm

[.001]

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During their travels Ed had found plenty of berries that he hoped would be enough to keep the ponyta satisfied - at least until he could talk to someone and figure out what else he was missing about caring for it. That is, before he could get it off his hands, of course. Maybe someone in the next town would take it. He had places to be, like not here. Being trapped in a new world wasn't exactly a foreign experience for him, but that didn't mean he wanted to repeat it any time soon. And yet, here he is. He'd taken the moment to stretch out for a bit, mindful of the fact that a wild pokemon could approach without any notice as he went back to the Gear that had been provided in his bag.

He had no idea where he was, or what he was doing here, but there had to be an explanation somewhere and he certainly wasn't getting it by sitting around all day.

"Nothing about this place makes sense..." He muttered, turning it on and working out how to send a message - to just about anyone at this point. He looked through the menu as he pointedly tried to ignore the music that there seemed to be no escaping. No matter how much of the information he went over, or how many times he read it, it just didn't add up. How did he get here, what was he doing here - and how was he supposed to get back to Al? He didn't have time to be training some other world's animals to fight with each other, and he certainly wasn't interested in winning any badges that held no significance to him whatsoever.

He spoke to some of the locals before heading out of town, and a few openly talked about "new arrivals" as if it was a common enough occurrence. Nothing surprising or unusual about people showing up from different worlds. That was no help. Or... it could be, if someone else from another world had an idea of how the coming and going worked. As far as he could tell, the Gear worked like a phone or a broadcast, so the first thing he did was set it to broadcast his message - in the hopes of reaching more people.

"Hey, does anyone know how to get the hell back out of this place? There's got to be someone that can hear me who's not from here, right? The locals act like it happens all the time. If people are always coming and going, there has to be a way to get out.

I can't stay here, I need to get back to my brother."

[Feel free to tag him with normal or 4th wall stuff - this is video btw, and I'll likely do brackets in tags but I match style either way!]
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Hello, champs to be, and welcome to the breeder's market!

[Well, Jade seems perky as usual! It's easy why to see, she has...eggs. All kinds of eggs around her, and she looks pretty pleased with it. Multicolored notebooks and pens sit nearest to her as she adjusts the camera to be sure the focus is right, sharp eyes can catch that the flower crown she's wearing is...actually a little Pokemon.]

It's okay, I'm just kidding--there's no real breeder's market, though you can buy eggs from me instead of going to a pretendy-market! Or not, because to be honest that's kind of weird to pay for babies?

[...She grimaces at the idea.]

Anyway! Speaking of taking care of babies, my friends and I have recently come into Pokemon that were left behind when their trainers left the world. It was quite a surprise to find that these Pokemon do not actually have a place to go when their trainers leave! A Pokemon that belonged to a trainer and became their friend suddenly being left alone is...[There is actually a notable pause and a distant look in Jade's expression] ...not very nice, so said friends and myself were thinking...let's start a daycare here for Pokemon that don't have homes! It seems there used to be an establishment like that until the owner left, and it was never spoken of again so we will take up the challenge!

Please look forward to the new Pokemon Daycare in the future, and also adopt some babies from me if you would like, later!

[The feed ends here, a list has been uploaded to show the options for people to purchase or haggle about.]
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[personal profile] quadrangle
Who: Jade Harley, Dave Strider, & Karkat Vantas

Where: Homestuck Haus in Goldenrod???

When: Mar 26 shortly after, uh, this.

Summary: Jade, Dave, and Karkat talk about feelings and shit, idefk, they're teenagers, it's hard and nobody understands.

Rating: PG-13 for probable swearing and SALACIOUS HAND-HOLDING.

idefk )
Mar. 19th, 2017 05:08 pm

o3 | text

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I'm hoping I didn't wait too long to ask this, but is it normal for some eggs to take a really long time to hatch? I've had it, uh... Let's see|

I think since the start of this month? I had two and one already hatched, but the second one still hasn't done anything. I didn't mess anything up, did I? If I did, is there any way to fix it? Will it still hatch, and if it does, would it be okay? I'm not even sure what it's supposed to be yet, but I'm starting to get worried.
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[The Sevii island shores sure are pretty, anybody would be glad to take a vacation there--do some exploring, see the previously unseen Pokemon it has to offer...

Jade is not focusing on that, though, when she turns on the video. It's the, um...misshapen but still suggestively shaped piece of chocolate in her hand.]


So, FYI--dating Dave Strider gets you stuff like this for V-day. Not the most romantic thing I have ever been presented with.

[And she displays her displeasure with this by biting the piece in half.

In the background, her backpack seems to be...wiggling? Like something's inside of it.]


Next time you all think of what to do for your SO for the holiday remember--do not be Dave Strider.

[...The bag is glowing. The bag has burst open abruptly--sending bits of molten chocolate out and...something...floating? Jade's not oblivious, of course, and shrieks at this new development.]

Sammy?!

[Who's S--]



Oh my god, Sammy! You ate them and became a truffle boy! ...You are so adorable, I don't know how to feel about the fact that you ate dick chocolates just now!

[Sammy seems fine, he looks pleased as punch really--where did the rest of the chocolate go now?]
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[At first, the video is just a broadcast of two Pikachu and Meowth jumping around and tunneling through a pile of fallen leaves. An occasional amused giggle comes from behind the camera. After a few minutes, the peace is interrupted as an Aggron unceremoniously dives into the leaf-pile as well, scattering her teammates. One of the Pikachu is the first to return, scolding the Aggron in rapid chatter and sparking from her cheeks. The Aggron, unimpressed, lets out a snort as the leaves float down from the air to settle back on top of it.]

It's been a year, today.

[Penny turns the camera to herself, smiling quietly.]

Since I arrived in Johto, I mean. A lot's changed since then, I think.

[She turns her Gear back towards her Pokemon; the three from earlier seem to be clambering all over the Aggron, making an effort to bury her entirely in the leaves.]

But I like it here. That hasn't changed. If I have to be somewhere other than home, I'm glad it's here.
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[All you can see is feet moving back and forth across grass, the occasional blip of an Eevee popping up on the screen. When the screen finally stops, a sigh could be heard, the view changing from the grass to the face of a rather confused looking kid.]

Okay. Remain calm, Dipper. This isn't California, or Gravity Falls, and this cat thing isn't in your imagination.

[It takes a moment for Dipper to realize that his device is recording him. Deep breath.]

If there's anyone out there who can hear me, my name is Dipper Pines! I think I'm stuck in some sort of video game dimension, and these things called Pokémon are what I'm supposed to battle with! Also, if you see or have met a girl named Mabel Pines, she's my sister. Long brown hair, headband, braces, and really friendly.

[He looks down at the Eevee beside him, mumbling to himself.]

I'm either stuck in a game or I really need to get some sleep....

[Anyone in the area will see Dipper after the broadcast sitting on the ground with his new little friend flipping through the Trainer's Handbook. Seems he's rather intent on finding out everything he can about his current situation.]
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[NETWORK]

[Frisk frowns into the camera, sitting a ways away from Elm's lab with their backpack in their lap and a worried looking Skiddo hovering over their shoulder. They chew on their lip and look back in the direction of Mom's house before finally speaking up.]

Does anyone know where Mount Ebott is? I...I think I'm lost.

Mom? If you're here, I'm by a lab right now...I made a new friend! His name's Buddy, lemme show you--

[The feed swings around, and now you all have a...very close up view of the Skiddo's face. It sneezes on the lens.]

He's really nice! I think you'll like him, too. He doesn't say a whole lot, though.

Um, okay, bye!

[ACTION]

[Frisk shuts off the feed, and slumps forward over their backpack, the cheerful facade falling away into worry. Buddy bleats and nudges their cheek, but Frisk doesn't respond outside of reaching up a hand to pet the Pokemon.]

[This is really bad. Nothing like this has ever happened before...it doesn't feel like a RESET, but Frisk can't think of anything else that would pull them away like this. And on top of that...]

[Again, Frisk closes their eyes and turns their mental focus inward, reaching and reaching and trying...but they're alone. Nobody came.]

[Frisk sniffles, and buries their face in their arms.]

...I wanna go home...
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[The broadcast begins, but there's an unintended second or two of jostling before Dave gets the camera set up the way he wants. The cause: He's outside, for once, leaning against a tree to get out of the noontime sun. He looks...actually pretty content, if slightly sunburned. It's fading, at least. The straw cowboy hat he's resting on his chest must be doing some good.]

Howdy, y'all--[He breaks character immediately for a snicker.] Christ, okay, never let me say anything like that again. Anyway. For those of you unused to human custom, we got a time-honored tradition of embarrassing people publicly on the day they emerged gross and wailing into existence.

[He shifts so he can dig a folded piece of paper out from his pocket and opens it. A Ponyta nearby wanders over to check out what he's doing, then blows into his hair and walks off again to watch over the Miltank they're rounding up. The corner of Dave's mouth turns up.]

This one goes out to a special dude on his special day. He knows who he is. P.S., it's Karkat.

[One breath in, and then:]

Okay,
D.J. Strider here.

[Oh god he's gonna rap.]

Make it stop. )

[...Okay maybe he's done. For now. Dave puts the hat and crown aside and starts braiding little wildflowers together.]

We'll be accepting donations of birthday cake and child-friendly toys at the MooMoo Farm, care of Dave Strider.
Jun. 12th, 2016 01:11 pm

[video]

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[The video starts off with John just trying to make sure his pokegear camera is working, showing a blurry view of a Cianwood beach, which is still scattered with various bits of debris from a storm. Soon enough the camera is turned onto John, however, whose skin looks several shades darker than it did when he was back at the moon prom. Somebody's been doing some work out in the sun.]

Hey, guys! John here. I've been stuck on this island for a while, and I've been trying to help clean things up from the storm. Things are kind of rough here. But that's not the point. What is the point is... this!

[The camera wheels back around to show a Nidorino. John is standing a safe distance away, which is probably a good thing, since the Pokemon has the barbs on its back bristled, like its ready to strike.]

Snik was always kind of temperamental as a baby, but now he's big and I am kind of worried about getting too close to him now that those poison spines are even bigger. Does anybody have advice on what to do?

[The camera's back on his face again.]

Also, if any of you are near Cian Wood, hit me up! The people here need help, and there's only so much I can do on my own.
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[She shouldn't post. Honestly, so long as anyone she knows is here Blake is half tempted to just throw this damn thing away - not because she does not want to see anyone again, but because what possible chance is there that they'd want to see her again? From the posts she's seen vigorously scouring the network they're from earlier down the timeline, which is one of the many concepts that completely baffled her on entry, but hopefully she'll get it eventually?

But there's no way she can hide who she is, no matter how she slices it. If she posts, she'll be found out eventually. If she doesn't, she'll be found out eventually. She's read through all her teammates' posts as research, and then some. Blake Belladonna came up. This isn't what she had wanted to happen, but how could she have predicted... this?

Her voice is even and low, with just the barest hint of a rasp to it.]


Hello. My name is Blake Belladonna, but... some of you already know me. I think I understand this place from what I've been told, but if anyone else has something I should know, I would welcome the advice. And...

[There's a long pause as she turns what she should say next over in her head.]

If anyone is looking for me, I'm leaving this town now. I won't be travelling very fast.

[Click! Off.]

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