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[The feed on this Pokegear starts with a shot of an open Trainer's Handbook. It lingers on the page for a moment, and anyone with quick enough eyes can see it's talking about the operation of the 'gear and how it broadcasts to a network.]

- There's a light!

[The voice is at once young and tired. The 'gear shakes as someone turns it around, revealing it's owner, a pale, pale boy with white hair and reddish-brown eyes. The skin around them is a bit puffy, as if he'd been crying recently. What on first glance looks to be a large yellow flower behind his ear is actually a Flabebe, and she clings expertly to her flower as she leans in to look at the 'gear herself. The boy swallows, takes a deep breath.]

H-Howdy. Um. The book says...the book says I'm talking to people in this? So I guess it's like a phone, or the internet. Um...[He pauses, shifting. It's a bit clearer now, where he is - sitting under a shady tree in New Bark Town.] I, I need some help. I can't...that lady, she...she's not my Mom. And, even if she was, I'm not supposed to be...

[Here, on the surface with sunlight and fresh air? Human, furless and flat-faced? In charge of such a delicate, tiny flower friend when he's hurt so many monsters so many times before? These all come to mind, but he says none of them.]

Uh...i-it's hard to explain. But, I really, really need to go back home. I'll just -

[The words catch in his throat, and he bows his head, the first of a new batch of sniffles and the Flabebe's concerned cry audible before he drops the 'gear and it shuts off.]
motherfucking_ghosttype: (tired of the world)
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[video]

[The gear comes up and is aimed at an imposing figure in black armor who says nothing, merely tilts its (her) head and crosses its (her) arms.]

I fucking told you I was gonna. See, this is what you get when you do the childish cold shoulder not talking thing. I get childish right back and show everyone what a baby you're being.

[The figure doesn't move. And Church's voice gets unsettled.]

Look, haha, I get that you're mad at me for whatever, but the least you could do is threaten to punch me for that. No? Nothing? Just follow me around like a--

[He turns the gear back on himself and turns around, continues walking wherever in Goldenrod he's going. Over his shoulder, the black-clad soldier dutifully follows.] Do you see what I have to deal with? She's even worse when she decides to start talking, but the whole silent treatment thing sucks. You guys agree she's being a bitch, right? Oh, sure, don't say hi to your ex, just loom creepily. Two can totally play at this game.

[action - Goldenrod] )
usedlightscreen: [commission from <user name=je-ri-cho>] (til the end I will be with you)
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[It's the Seventh-Inning Stretch of the Goldenrod Granbulls game. The fans are excited, the Granbulls are up by some amount of points that is a good amount of points to be up in a baseball game.

But there's a pause, before the traditional release of the supposedly bat-shaped balloons. In the dugout, the Granbulls are excited about something. The screen is excited about something, given the romantic sakura petal filter being put over the camera trained on the pitcher's mound and the two people who've come out onto the field. The blond man and the redheaded woman definitely aren't part of the team, even though they're both wearing team colors.

The team has been careful to not let their manager see the field or the screen while they try to convince him to put on the blindfold. North hovers at the edge of the dugout, waiting until York has the blindfold on. His big hands take York's, and he can't help but blow his cover a little, an "easy does it, I've got you." as he helps York out onto the field.

And then, because he might as well, he leans in to kiss York on the cheek and says "Trust us."

He takes York by the hands and leads him carefully out to the pitcher's mound, right in the middle of the field.]


When we were planning out how we were going to do this, we thought: York is too extraordinary for some ordinary, normal stone, and an understated, lowkey setting.

That’s right,

[Comes another familiar voice, Carolina’s, from beside North and York. But their voices aren’t just audible to him, no; they’re speaking into microphones, for the whole stadium to hear, and Carolina is grinning like a conniving little fox.]

He’s not really an understated guy. So we thought to ourselves, let’s get him the biggest diamond we can find.

[she looks so proud of herself for that one.]

[North pulls the blindfold gently off of York's eyes, greeting him with a warm, loving smile and still holding onto one of his hands.]


York.

[He pulls out a ring that matches, York may notice, the rings that North and Carolina are both wearing, and goes down on one knee. Carolina gets down on one knee next to North, reaching up to take his right hand, while North is still holding his left.
They look at each other, and then smile up at York and ask, in practiced unison.]


Will you marry us?
shiro2hero: (THAT'S THE 5TH PHONE YOU LOST)
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--ome in! Anyone!

[Yikes, man, tone down the yelling. The voice is frantic. Rightfully so, considering the last thing he remembered was being ejected into space. This is not the planet he thought he'd wind up on. There are humans here, and it looks like Earth.]

[But there's weird animals here. And no one seems concerned about a yelling, very upset man who just appeared out of nowhere.]


I don't know what's happened! I -- I need pickup, immediately!

[Yeah, he maybe only half listened to the explanations, but seriously, things were bad a minute ago.]

Pidge! Coran! [And then, almost grudgingly:] Lance -- someone pick up! This is Shiro and something's gone wrong! I don't know where I am -- I don't know what's happened, but I need someone to answer me now!



action cut! )
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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.]
Jul. 8th, 2016 10:49 am

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motherfucking_ghosttype: (well ain't that something)
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So, uh, guys. So guys! I know this is all really basic pokemon 101 stuff. Sure. Okay. These things...rapidly evolve, even though that's not at all how evolution works, and I know that without even being a nerdy biologist. But. This is allllll...pretty sudden.

So, here, here's me and the team like a week or two ago. [A selfie comes up as an attachment, his dork-ass face, serene Mareep, Voltorb cuddled into her, sleepy Stunky, Buizel doing a dorky pose, Bellsprout pretending she doesn't care, and Gastly hamming it up with a wink and his big tongue.]

Aaaand here's the team now. [He pulls back and gets out of frame--it looks like he's at the National Park now that you get to see more--to show said team with four of them having evolved.]

Y'see what I mean? This is...okay, this shit was fucked up beforehand, what with pinecones with eyes and sentient metal balls, but this is not how biology do. [Andy still manages to look angry despite the generally happier Electrode face. It is an eternal grump, and what it's grumpy about right now, other than a new round of Church bitching, is that it can no longer cuddle in Woolite's fluff. Slimer's just happy to have actual hands and eyes that fit his body! Sister...is less than thrilled. That tends to be her usual state, but still. Richard the Floatzel looks more at ease in his bigger bod, though. Still a massive fucking dork, believe him.

While they're all playing with each other, including Dexter, mostly dragged around by Richard, Church settles on a bench and leans in.]


I dunno, guys. I mean, it means they're stronger, right? They're stronger, and bigger and better. And they're still the same as they were before. Maybe they're like teenagers, or like twenty-somethings? Will they still be the same, or is their personality gonna settle down into something else? If you get a dog, the dog doesn't turn into a wolf. It stays a dog, the same dog, the same looking dog, the whole time. I'm just kind of...concerned, I guess. That I won't bond as well with my team if they've changed. What's Andy gonna do when he's pissy at me? Instead of rolling over my foot, he'll bowl me over and break some bones? Sister's gonna get a fucking complex about her figure.

Anyway biology doesn't work that way and shit is weird, what else is new. I'll be back in Goldenrod soon, now that my guys are strong enough to take the shortcut way around. I'll figure out where to go from there.

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